Babybatch Is Adorable

Always thinking of this from now on. 

he’ll say “are you married?” we’ll say “wow those are pretty invasive questions for a snowman”

And with that last picture, I officially need Molly and Greg together in season 4.

Sit down.

SITTY THING is the best two words to ever have been televised. 

this is the literal best thing to happen to me

The Reunion scene

Sherlock: imma surprise john ok bowties are cool ooh glasses and moustache then we can be moustache buddies

Sherlock: JAWN BAGUETTE BAGUETTE FILLET MIGNON OH LA LA

John: omg marys coming what am i gonna do

Sherlock: JAWN

John: did you hear something?

Sherlock: LOOK AT ME JAWN BAGUETTE

John: omg there she is get me some wine please waiter i refuse to look at so this emotional scene is funny

Sherlock: fine...

Mary: hey john

John: hey sherlock i mean mary

Mary: what were you gonna ask me?

John: oh

Mary: well?

John: well youre awesome mary

Mary: ikr

John: so i was wondering if

Sherlock: BAGUETTE BAGUETTE IM REICHENBACK WITH YOUR WINE JAWN

John: yeah whatever dude- OMFG

Sherlock: suRPRISE BITCH

John:

Sherlock:

John:

Sherlock:

John:

Sherlock: Not dead?

Mary: omfg hat man and robin my otp i mEAN OMG SHERLOCK WHAT WHEN WHY HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO HIM

Sherlock:

John:

Sherlock:

John:

Sherlock:

John: 2 years

Sherlock: i know but before you punch me i moustache you a question

John:

Sherlock:

John:

Sherlock:

John:

Sherlock: watson your face

John:

Sherlock:

Sherlock later: ow.

I love sets of photos like this and this one is of course extra fab.

Catherine Slater ‏@damasuerte 33m

@EmrysIsLove and here’s the photo! pic.twitter.com/g3ysdPxLcU

A limerick:

Doesn’t look like a limerick to you? Try this:

A dozen, a gross and a score Plus three times the square root of four Divided by seven Plus five times eleven Is nine squared and not a bit more.

It’s gonna start out homoerotic and end up bloody should be the description for every Shakespeare class ever. 100% accurate and would get a lot more people studying that mad crazy old bastard. 

most amusing reactions to coriolanus screenings:

1) omg thAt gUY kiSSEd thAT otHEr gUy what is happening?? do they haVE tHe GaY?

2) “Coriolanus’s death scene…” WHAAAAAAT he dieS?  sPoiLeR!  SPOILER SPOILERY SPOILER!  HOW DARE YOU!

Guys, it’s a Shakespearean tragedy.  It’s gonna start out homoerotic and end up bloody.  You have literally had five hundred years to figure this out.

Watch the gorgeous "Van Gogh: Painted With Words" here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PGvbkmAvY6I

Note this was from a YEAR ago.

There are lots of things that occur to me far later than they should. The thing about Mrs Hudson that I should have noticed but didn’t was the first one: I’m sure there will be a million more, because I am not particularly detail-oriented, to be honest. This is the second thing I just realized: Sherlock didn’t originally want John to be his assistant. He wanted Anderson to play that role.

Sherlock: Who’s on forensics? Lestrade: Anderson. Sherlock: Anderson won’t work with me.

Not Anderson is an idiot, but Anderson won’t work with me. Sherlock then proceeds to take John along with him to a crime scene, and is remarkably patient and accommodating with him. Why does he do that? Sherlock is neither patient nor accommodating as a general rule. When John deduces only the most obvious and basic details about Jennifer Wilson’s death, Sherlock isn’t scornful at all. Why does he behave this way?

Lestrade: He’s not your assistant. Sherlock: I need an assistant!

We know he doesn’t bring John along for his own innate skills, because when John asks why he’s there, as they’re standing over Jennifer Wilson’s body, Sherlock says, “Proving a point.” He doesn’t really care what John has to offer to the investigation of the crime scene, that’s why he’s not bothered by John’s simple description of the cause of death. That wasn’t the point.

He’s trying to make Anderson jealous.

These two appear to have a tumultuous relationship; they must have argued over bodies before. Sherlock must respect Anderson’s abilities; why else would he want him as an assistant? So Sherlock wants to demonstrate, in the most childish way possible, that if Anderson won’t play ball, he will lock him out altogether. That’s the worst thing Sherlock can imagine: being tantalizingly close to the crime scene and his own dazzling deductions, but not be able to hear them or participate.

So Sherlock slams the door in Anderson’s face. It’s not because noting that Rache is a German word is dumb (It was something that passed through Sherlock’s mind as well, as we know); it’s becauseSherlock is proving his point.

 I don’t need you. See? See me not needing you? How do you like that, Anderson? HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT? I can deduce the fact that you’re cheating on your wife with Sally, I know what you were doing last night. See? Aren’t I good? That’s how good I am. You want to be my assistant, Anderson, don’t you. You need to, because I’m dazzling and you need to watch me. If you ask really nicely I might let you act as my assistant next time. I just might. 

Sherlock doesn’t realize at that point that the perfect assistant for him is John. Anderson won’t fire a bullet with the steadiest of hands through a window for him. Anderson won’t help him behave appropriately in social situations and smooth out the rough edges of his interactions. Anderson may admire Sherlock’s abilities, but he’d never say so out loud. Anderson will never love him. John’s arrival utterly alters the job description of “assistant” for Sherlock. We never hear the word “assistant” again, in fact (to my knowledge).

Sherlock’s reactions toward Anderson, and all the negative things he has to say about him thereafter, appear, in this light, to be more a reaction to Anderson’s rejection of Sherlock than any scornfulness about his abilities. 

Sherlock has the emotional life of a nine year old.