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I feel so bad for John Watson.

Like, the guy probably had a rough childhood and he’s not close to anyone in his family. He’s probably a closeted bisexual who enlisted himself in the army where had an apparently tragically ending affair there, and then ended up getting shot and nearly died. He then came back to the city alone and depressed as well as suicidal, sporting a physical wound and a psychosomatic one. Then he met this guy who he instantly clicked with and became his best friend. He started pining and getting jealous over him, but thought it was all one-sided. And then, said pined for best friend went and jumped off a building in front of him. He loved him, and he was lost in the world without him. He basically walked around like a widower for two years, lying to himself that he had moved on, and he rushes into a relationship though he knows it’s not right, and ends up about to propose to someone else when it turns out his best friend had lied to him and was alive after all. Right as all of his confused feelings are happening, he gets drugged, kidnapped, and nearly set on fire. Then when he forgives him (because of course he forgives him, he needs him like a drug) and things settle down he’s happy for the briefest moment, thinking he has everything he’s ever wanted. But it can’t last. Tthe man he had an affair with in the army nearly killed himself after his wedding. To top all of that off, at the end of his wedding night, he realized the love was never one-sided with his best friend, but he had just gotten married and his wife was pregnant so there was nothing to be done. After one month of marriage he’s already aching to get out and dreaming of his best friend, who hasn’t contacted him in a month. Then surprise, he’s on drugs supposedly moving on and in a relationship. Then that night, his best friend is shot and nearly dead for real this time. Not even having enough time to process this, it’s a week later he finds out his new wife he’s bickering and unhappy with is the one who did it and that she’s been lying to him the whole time. Then his best friend becomes a murderer in front of his eyes, killing a man to protect him and almost flies off to his death for the third and final time.

And even though the plane turns around, he’s already hurting, and S4 is coming and begging for a Three Garridebs scene so on top of that he’s probably going to be critically injured and on the brink of death, and, who knows, the baby probably isn’t even his.

I just…

Someone help this man.


mary didn’t shoot sherlock because he was in the wrong place at the wrong time and discovered her secret and she didn’t shoot him because there was even a remote threat that he’d find out about her past on his own and out him because oh my god sherlock was slow, he wasn’t even fucking LOOKING, you guys, he was not a threat, he wasn’t, until mary had to sit through that fucking conversation in the lab, the one where it’s barely BARELY subtext that john is MISERABLE married to her and DESPERATELY in love with Sherlock and SHERLOCK SEES IT and BILLY THE WIG SEES IT and FUCKING MARY MORSTAN SEES IT and if you think Mary the super duper fucking spy stood in that room and didn’t know EXACTLY what was going on then you don’t understand anything about her, she knew, and it was clear then that Sherlock was a threat, and not because of his detective skills, no, HA, no, not all, he was a threat to her hold on John Watson that needs to maintain for whatever fucking mystery reason there is, moran, moriarty, god only knows who or what or why but that day, that morning she realizes i have no chance holding on and completing this assignment with sherlock holmes around because that man, right there, john watson most certainly does not love me enough to get this done, so lo and behold, she’s at magnussen’s THE VERY SAME NIGHT sherlock and john are and very neatly takes care of sherlock, right through the heart, and it all goes according to plan … until he fuckin pulls through

and if you don’t realize this face is because her entire plan to salvage the situation has fallen through and she’s got to figure out what to do next, then you don’t get anything and I’m really sorry to be so aggressive about this, but holy shit, this is it, this is mary morstan


One of my favourite things about Harry Potter is that Harry is such an unreliable narrator, not because he’s lying, but because he was so oblivious, just about anything could be going on under his nose and he wouldn’t even notice. It’s great because it supports basically every headcanon. Like, no, Harry would not have noticed if Sirius and Remus were dating, I know he’s The Chosen One but he’s about as perceptive as a pile of bricks.

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