more than enough

Hi there! New to fandom due to sudden time influx. Am mom of one, used to be one half of an impressionism museum, now assisting with running an art school - so much less time consuming! So, enter SHERLOCK. Oh, and Yoga. And I've rediscovered my husband, recently. Apparently he was there all along. But of the three the most surprising has been this obsession with this fandom. Who would have thought?
ivyblossom:

Sherlock Holmes is, if nothing else, odd-looking. He is a truly weird collection of physical characteristics that by rights shouldn’t work, but do. He’s all angles, for a start. He has small, sharp eyes. He’s a bit old-fashioned looking, a bit out of place. His hands are too big, his arms don’t seem to fit properly. His neck is too long. His waist is tiny. He’s skinny. His face is long and thin, intense and tightly controlled, but his hair plays paradox and is shiny, joyful, and out of control. Physically, it’s like he doesn’t make sense. But you can’t take your eyes off him. You can’t figure out how he works, and you want to try. You can only imagine that some part of him rests in another dimension, just outside of your range of vision, making him so oddly beautiful. You want to touch him, but you know you can’t.
John Watson, on the other hand, is perfect. Perfectly normal, perfectly ordinary, the golden ratio of a man. His eyes, nose, and mouth fit perfectly into his face. His hands are precisely the size and shape they should be: his torso is neither too long, nor too short. He is the platonic ideal of a man, a Vitruvian man. You can tell by looking at him that, if you measured his outstretched arms, you would also be calculating his height, down to the last inch. He is so perfectly in proportion that he easy to overlook. When he walks he is perfectly stable, because his legs are the perfect length for his body, and so he has a perfect stride. He does not stomp, lose his balance, or stumble. If you aim for where his heart ought to be, you won’t miss, because where his heart is supposed to be is precisely where it is. John Watson is the most perfectly ordered man you can imagine. Misjudge him, and he might kill you.

ivyblossom:

Sherlock Holmes is, if nothing else, odd-looking. He is a truly weird collection of physical characteristics that by rights shouldn’t work, but do. He’s all angles, for a start. He has small, sharp eyes. He’s a bit old-fashioned looking, a bit out of place. His hands are too big, his arms don’t seem to fit properly. His neck is too long. His waist is tiny. He’s skinny. His face is long and thin, intense and tightly controlled, but his hair plays paradox and is shiny, joyful, and out of control. Physically, it’s like he doesn’t make sense. But you can’t take your eyes off him. You can’t figure out how he works, and you want to try. You can only imagine that some part of him rests in another dimension, just outside of your range of vision, making him so oddly beautiful. You want to touch him, but you know you can’t.

John Watson, on the other hand, is perfect. Perfectly normal, perfectly ordinary, the golden ratio of a man. His eyes, nose, and mouth fit perfectly into his face. His hands are precisely the size and shape they should be: his torso is neither too long, nor too short. He is the platonic ideal of a man, a Vitruvian man. You can tell by looking at him that, if you measured his outstretched arms, you would also be calculating his height, down to the last inch. He is so perfectly in proportion that he easy to overlook. When he walks he is perfectly stable, because his legs are the perfect length for his body, and so he has a perfect stride. He does not stomp, lose his balance, or stumble. If you aim for where his heart ought to be, you won’t miss, because where his heart is supposed to be is precisely where it is. John Watson is the most perfectly ordered man you can imagine. Misjudge him, and he might kill you.

(Source: cumberbum, via mild-lunacy)

Anonymous asked: How can people on this website hate Mary when she saved Sherlock's life? He said so himself - Mary: Why would you help me? Sherlock: Because you saved my life.

imjohnlocked:

yes, she did save sherlock’s life because IF SHERLOCK HADNT BEEN REMINDED THAT JOHN IS IN DANGER WHILE SHE IS STILL AROUND HIM, he never would have come back from the edge of death. So, yeah, that is what that quote really means, that is how she saved his life.

madlori:

oh god this hurts my heart they look so happy and relaxed in each other’s company neither of them look so happy and relaxed with anybody else not even john with mary oh god oh gooooooooood

And we need not worry, they will spend pretty much the rest of their life together after all. We may wish they end up sleeping in one bed and they may or may not - but, fellow hiatus-impaired friends, let’s not forget: They will get together again at least to this point of intimacy and probably will remain there. So let’s all de-angst on this lovely Sunday evening and have a drink to 221b, the cozy nest for our favorite couple!

(Source: marlinowl, via prettyarbitrary)

Shhherl…

deducingbbcsherlock:

SLO-MO CAPTAIN WATSON: A Gif Series

In this installment, CJW encounters an unexpected adversary. (Other installments may be found at the bottom of this page.)

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pfffffft you can recruit my ass right into that bathtub, Commander. ten four or whatever the hell the military code for yes to buttsex is

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fuck all this coy shit, “stay out of your bedroom?” translation: bathroom’s open field, Operation Handlock’s been upgraded from knee status to a higher level. the game is on, the goddamn theme song is even playing so this one’s for you Mofftiss here we go

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wha

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femlock?

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sherlady??

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consulting boobs???

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IDK WHAT HAPPENING BUT SOMEPONY ABOUT 2 CRY

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darlingbenny:

i always wanted to doodle genderbent!sherlock characters and i’m on my mid semester break right now so why not

(via bennyslegs)