This somehow needs a bit of a preface. An ideal date at any destination for either of us has and always will vary.
There is what I want…
… and what Sherlock wants, that I ultimately become interested in and somehow agree to, despite original or better reason. I could get into what I even consider ‘better reason’ at this point, but that’s an entirely different and not exactly related area.
His ‘clues’ about what he wants to go see outside of casework are becoming more and more obvious. I might, actually, kill him if he replaces anything else of mine with something cow-themed.
I’ll give you that you’re a cut above the rest for for that one.
But if you want to get to the seat of the issue, yes, he does.
They don’t. And on that note, a certain blogger of mine owes me a lap dance.
Oh, the lap dance, right. No.
“Sherlock— I saw the reports. Half his skull was on the roof, there was blood everywhere. He’s dead.”
“You thought I was dead, and I came back. What makes you think he couldn’t do the same?”
One year down, John. Two more to go.
Why do you always jump at the chance to make such terrible jokes?
John and I went to the cinema… he wasn’t as amused with the resemblance as I was.
[photo by sexy face]
That’s because we’re nothing alike whatsoever.
save for both being cranky Englishmen thrust unwittingly into adventure and just want a cuppa at the end of the day.
We found these while running around the city, between dealing with crime scenes, tracking down criminals, and staring at kittens in windows. I purchased them for us. Not only because I found them interesting and that I’m proud to wear my family crest, but that it’s another link between us.
Just another way to show we’re a match, that he’s mine, and I’m absolutely his.
I want to grow old and keep bees out in the country with you. So this is my method of making sure that happens.
((Thanks to anna-mator for making sure that our johnlock headcanon is super freaking adorable… and hello Ace. If you aren’t crying by now I haven’t done my job properly. Love you.))
I’ll write more on this later, but all I really want to do right now is kiss the hell out of my fiance more.
[WAS NOT EXPECTING THIS. JUST- DFJGHKJFGH]
((Hey everyone. Ace and I have reunited for the next week or so- which means some FUN cosplaying things are coming up for us. We will be hosting a tinychat tonight at Cake and Bees, but first, we’re getting a few Sheriarty feels out of our system. Many people don’t know this, but Ace started off as a Sherlock, and I started off as a Jim… so we’re gonna have fun cosplaying our originals on omegle and taking some fun pics.
I’ll post later when we are ready to start trolling omegle…
And did I mention Sherlock will be tied up and gagged? Because… well… he will.)
Sherlock is gagged, tied to a chair and handcuffed. This blog is now under my control. See you on omegle, darlings.