“So you want me to look after your brother because he won’t accept your help?” - John Watson, The Reichenbach Fall
Because Mark Gatiss is a genius. That scene was so fucking scary.
I watched Hounds of Baskerville for the first time alone in my room at 2 AM, with the light off… guess what? I was scared out of my mind.
Same, all the lights were off and I was strangling the pillow.
He’s a bloody genius. Because guys, this is like forshadowing or something. You see Henry’s reflection, and the wolf goes straight through his head. It symbolises that the hound is in his head. That it will half drive him out of his mind.
Gatiss was a genius.
Gatiss is a genius
CAN WE JUST
CAN WE WATCH SHERLOCK IN ENGLISH CLASSES??
-Based off of the classic novels of the iconic detective
In this scene alone, english teachers would have a field day. We could write essays about how the hound attacking Henry’s reflection is symbolizing the darkness in his mind, the suicidal thoughts, the worsening of hie memories, the witnessing the violent death of his dad all those years ago. How it’s attacking him now because he’s getting drugged by the guy. All those thoughts are getting worse and now he’s scared of himself, of what he’s becoming.
GENIUS OF FAKE SUICIDE.
Fake suicide of genius?
Suicide genius of fake?
Of fake genius suicide.
genius suicide of fake
Suicide fake genius of.
We need season 3.
AU: Moriarty succeeds in burning Sherlock’s heart out.
some rainy days, I could swear you’re walking through our door
still, I look up - all that meets my stare is nothing at all.
Honestly this is all I’ve been thinking about ever since I saw the cake on the Tumblr Radar
Oh god I can’t cope with his face hahahahaha.
You have to wonder what the backstory is to this one. I mean, people who know and love Sherlock are absolutely, 100% convinced that John is Sherlock’s date the moment they see Sherlock and John together. It’s a running gag, obviously, but it wants explaining.
Sherlock is clearly a loner. He knows people (quite a lot of people, actually, more people than John appears to know), but he doesn’t choose to spend his time with any of them. He just solves puzzles. That’s all. He doesn’t enjoy the company of other people. He doesn’t go out for dinner with anyone, ever. (That point ever-so-nicely underscored by his bewildered question to Irene in Scandal.)
It’s pretty apparent to us by now that Sherlock isn’t particularly moved by attractive women. He doesn’t particularly react to Irene at all, even when she’s propositioning him. Maybe others have seen that in him too; he doesn’t seem interested. So they may make the next logical step (“Oh, he must be gay, that’s fine.”) even though he isn’t particularly moved by men, either.
Maybe Angelo told Sherlock ages ago that he was always welcome in the restaurant, any time, with anyone he likes (“Bring a date! It’s on the house!”), and Sherlock never turned up. Then one day, months and months later, he appears with a fellow he’s clearly fond of. Sherlock must be fond of this bloke, he must be trying to impress him, right? Because he’s willing to spend an evening over dinner with him, an event which Angelo has never witnessed. He’s willing to sit in a restaurant like a normal person with this fellow, so he must be tremendously special to Sherlock.
Sherlock doesn’t have friends. So maybe no one jumps to the conclusion that Sherlock has just made a new friend, because…well, he could have been friends with dozens of people but chose not to be. Mrs Hudson loves him, Molly loves him, Angelo loves him, Lestrade loves him too: there must be others, people he’s helped and rescued along the way, people who respect his brain even if they think he’s entirely too odd for this world. I’m sure there are a number of people who would be more than happy to sit across a table from Sherlock if he ever felt lonely. But he never takes anyone up on that. People who admire him are just a side effect of his work. He doesn’t solve the cases for them and their reactions. They’re an unintended but not entirely unpleasant side effect. He doesn’t appear to give them much thought at all. He ignores them.
For some reason, Sherlock takes to John almost immediately, and goes about trying to impress him. Everyone around him notices that: Mycroft asks about a happy announcement, Mrs Hudson makes her assumptions, as does Angelo. Sherlock is the observant one, but everyone around him sees that John is special to him. John doesn’t feel particularly special yet, because he doesn’t know Sherlock. He doesn’t know that Sherlock has just made every possible exception for him.
Sherlock doesn’t take John to Angelo’s in order to work on the case. He takes John there to trick him into losing the limp. Sherlock takes John out for dinner to cure him.
There are three explanations I can think of for that behaviour, all of which I think are true.
The first is that it’s another curious puzzle for Sherlock to solve while waiting for the next break in his current case. (“Can I cure a psychosomatic limp? I bet I can.”)
The second is that John will make a better addition to Sherlock’s life minus the limp (there are, after all, seventeen steps up to 221b, and he doesn’t want to give up his bedroom on the first level). It would be better if John isn’t struggling up and down stairs. Sherlock is not a patient man. I’d say that Sherlock realizes that John would be more of a help on cases minus the limp, but I don’t think Sherlock realizes yet just how critical John will become to that enterprise. (This is, after all, before John turns the tables and impresses the pants off of Sherlock by shooting a cab driver through a window.) If he did realize it, I’m sure he’d have cured that limp long before dinner time.
The third explanation for Sherlock’s act of kindness is this: “You’ll be impressed with me if I can cure you.” The distance Sherlock is willing to go to impress John is kind of epic, when you think about it. It doesn’t look epic to John at the time, but if he ever considered Sherlock’s behaviour after the fact, from the vantage point of knowing him for a year or more, he must marvel at it a bit. Sherlock took a complete stranger to dinner. That’s unheard of. Sherlock takes a very special and unusual interest in John immediately.
No wonder Angelo thinks they have a romantic connection. This is Sherlock pulling out all the stops. It must be love.
i’m sorry but i’m literally just reblogging this for that post.
i just love reading the things people come up with, obviously it’s totally true, but it’s just so in depth and brilliant. there’s just so much underneath all the layers that we don’t see, well we DO see it but we don’t OBSERVE it.
an absolutely phenomenal post.
i’m all emotional.
brb while i go and cry with happiness
Even if you just look at them as friends, this is still awesome.