Masking a change of heart. Femlock Fluff
My blush was spreading from my chest up to my neck under her attentive gaze.
"Do you mean it?" I released in a breath I hadn't realised was being held. What would she respond with? Of course Jean, you fit society's expectations of aesthetics? No, she'd be more inclined to wave her hand and in one flourish dismiss me to my date.
"Do you want for me to mean it?" Her right eyebrow was raised and she flitted her eyes up to mine for only a brief moment. Goddammit! That was more than banter. That had to be a flirty rhetorical question. What was I supposed to think? Do? Say? I didn't seem to have time to wonder before she swept the laptop aside and stood to approach me.
She reached for my left arm and touched the sleeve with her fingers and her eyes. My breath hitched as I watched the fabric smoothen beneath her stroke and contour to the curve of my arm. The heat rose to my cheeks and forehead. Damn my disposition for blushing. She could no doubt see my pulse was rising, could feel the blood rushing through my veins. There had been months of flirtations here and there but I'd never taken it seriously. Sherlock was by her own admission disinterested in the subject of romance and sex. I felt an undeniable instinct that this was the moment the final wall would come down.
This!
The thing about the latest Cyrano movie that is so BUCKWILD is that it implies Peter Dinklage is not the more fuckable of the two guys.
Oh my god I'm crying at the thought of season 3
Hope Crowley gets to be extremely dramatic in S3
It's mental illness 💅🏼
Romanticise it to survive it, girl
listen…. middle aged ships are my jam. there’s something hopeful about seeing two older people fall in love (or still being in love) on my screen.Â
give me two workaholics who realise there’s more to life than their job when they meet each other.Â
give me two people who’ve been to hell and back together for years and have always had each others backs.
give me two people who’ve been married for decades and are more in love than ever.Â
give me two lonely people thrown together in a life or death situation and let them realise they wouldn’t want anyone else by their side.Â
give me two people who’ve been heartbroken more times than they can count who find hope in each other.
GIVE ME OLDER SHIPS
Sometimes I get so embarrassed remembering how Sherlock’s show-off urges include showing off the fact that John hangs out with him. Like as soon as Sherlock shows up anywhere he’s like, “Hello, this man is WITH ME, did everyone hear that? He is my colleague, my friend, my partner; he is FAMILY so if you want to say something to ME you have to say it to HIM because we are ALWAYS TOGETHER. He thinks my life is worth preserving, so JOT THAT DOWN. He is NOT an old man with a mustache that ages him; his RATIOS are IDEAL and he WALKS like THAT for the REASON YOU THINK. He is PERFECT at everything and he chooses to spend his time being OBSESSED with me, so everyone who has ever doubted or criticized me can EAT SHIT. THIS is the caliber of person I attract, and I have ZERO need for ANY of you or ANY of your compliments because you could NEVER understand how little they mean compared to the ones I get — CONSTANTLY! — from this outstanding man.”
And everyone is always like “uh okay sure, anyway here’s the body we called you about”
Love love LOVE THESE
Postcards made for Sherlock Seattle 2016 n.n ♥
Why are you lgbtq+? wrong answers only GO
Opera - karaoke!
No more sleep at 221B while Sherlock learns a new Pavarotti piece.
okay hear me out: i think it would be really funny if sherlock holmes played the trombone