wohnjatsons:

questionsforsherlock:

Of course I do. I have a whole closet full of disguises as well.

SH

holy. fuck. I need some air

(Source: consulthedetective, via shouldnt-you-be-in-the-kitchen)

thescienceofobsession:

abbykate:

letsdrawsherlock:

FINISHED!

In the Let’s draw Sherlock project, over 600 artists participated to draw/paint/write/craft/cosplay/anything, based on the same image. The diversity of pieces submitted is simply amazing!

Thank you everyone for participating! This was a crazy amount of work to put together, but worth it!

If you notice any errors, particularly in labeling, please let me know and I’ll fix it! Also apologies if I cropped your piece in a way you didn’t like; it was necessary to make sure everything tiled properly.

There is a final contributors list under the read more. Please check everyone out! Also check out the blog for more artists who contributed progress shots!

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#this goddamned fandom

We ARE pretty fabulous.

(via redfrypan)

what-ineffable-twaddle:

From that day forth, Sherlock never saw opera the same way again.

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Heh. I hope some of you are nerdy enough to know which opera I’m referring to here.

I’ve been listening to Die Zauberflöte (The Magic Flute) all day during work and I kept picturing Mycroft as the Queen of the Night…

I don’t know why I find Mycroft in drag so plausible (and amusing) but I do. Besides, nonsensical pictures are forgivable on April Fool’s Day.

(Also, here are the translated lyrics for those who don’t speak/read German. In the picture, Mycroft is singing the lines: “Disowned may you be forever! Abandoned may you be forever! Destroyed be forever!” which will probably be followed by, “if you do not put on your trousers!”)

what-ineffable-twaddle:

Alternatively: “Welcome Holme.”

:)

what-ineffable-twaddle:

My heart no longer aches.

My tears no longer sting.

My ears ring with a deafening silence,

and it echoes through my hollowed chest.

This is the only thing that is worse than feeling:

This is feeling nothing.

For anyone who has had a major heartbreak, you’d probably understand this kind of “numbness” after all the pain. It happens. The heart can only take so much before you just stop feeling all-together. I imagine John would lapse into such a numbness after so many years of mourning.

This is for Reapersun’s “Let’s Draw Sherlock” collab. Lol, wonder if this is an acceptable take on the prompt. Sorry, I can’t help drawing more Reichenbach stuff. What can I say? My creativity feeds off tragedy.