sassiarty:

When you walk with Sherlock Holmes you see the battlefield.

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my-imperfect-verdict:

allisonnaut:

cocokat:

Very boring up here. 

No crimes in Heaven, apparently.

SH

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Met an angel called Castiel.

Was looking for a human body.

SH

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Have I told you about the Winchesters?

SH

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I miss you and your complaining horribly

SH

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Met Einstein! Was appalled at how little I knew about space.

SH

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John, your mother and father say ‘hello’.

SH

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I wish I could talk to you

SH

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God won’t let me visit Hell. 

But I’m bored. There are bound to be murders there!

SH

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If you end up here anytime soon I may have to kill you

SH

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Still missing you horribly

SH

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Was told you got married. “Mary Morstran”.

A woman even I might admire. Good Job.

SH

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People keep finding me here. Say that I solved the crimes surrounding their deaths.

Keep thanking me.

Somewhat annoying.

SH

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Really, John? You named your son “Sherlock”?

Someone is getting too sentimental.

I’m touched.

SH

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Met Mycroft. I’m not surprised he’s here a bit early.

Still as annoying as ever.

I miss when you used to punch him for me.

SH

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You’ve become so good at writing.

I miss you.

SH

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There are so many things I should have said.

Down There.

SH

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Sorry

SH

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I miss you

SH

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I love you.

SH

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Won’t you hurry up?

SH

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Don’t come too quickly, though.

SH

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Met with Mummy.

She cried. I don’t understand it.

SH

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I love you

SH

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Being an old man doesn’t suit you. 

You’re done fighting, John.

Come home.

SH

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Stubborn to the last, my John.

SH

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I love you anyway.

SH

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“Welcome home.”

DDDDDDDD:

oh my GOD ;~; no.

madhaberdasher:

themothsgraveyard:

I don’t know about the other adaptions, but I adore the 1954 version with Ronald Howard. 

My god, he just harasses people to no end and just terrorizes everyone.

And Watson is just trying to put up with his antics.

and then he walked to the other side of the room and threw the lines out the window.
 

omgthisisperfect

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badwolfonbakerstreet:

ohhhmanchester:

sporklocked:

Random thought from nowhere regarding Elementary:

Excellent opportunity for Joan Watson and Mary Morstan,yes?

OH GOD YES

decompositiondance:

Interesting, that soldier lady. She could be the making of my sister. Or make her worse than ever. Either way, we better upgrade their surveillance status. Grade three: active.
Sherlock Holmes and Doctor Watson.

I was both requested and challenged for this yesterday, so I did a fem!lock. Yey?

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areyoutryingtodeduceme:

I remember my first eagle ceremony when I turned nine. The first eagle you get is always declawed, which I always thought was pretty inhumane, but it was a good way to ease into caring for the birds. My eagle (named Baldy, because I wasn’t a terribly clever child) was already quite old when I received him (he was a rescue eagle, luckily) but I did have him until I was 16. I don’t know if I was more excited about getting my drivers license that year, or my new eagle! You should have seen the party we had when I got him, too! Grilled hot dogs and fire works and lemonade…. obviously I named my beautiful new eagle Freedom. He’s too big to keep inside anymore, unfortunately, but we’ve got a pretty comfortable roost for him on our apartment’s balcony.

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