thebritishteapot:

I’d really like to hit him with a mirror every time he says he’s not gorgeous

shercocklocked:

allonsy221b:

favabean05:

vulcanneckpinch:

technologicalstarlight:

sherlockjumpedoffbartsand:

radiolocked:

privyet-motherland:

h3rring:

slytherintomychamberofsecrets:

oatmealjumper:

Nothing says home at 221b like suggestive handprints on the window! 

………….!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

via iamilex: #OH #MY #GOD #pressed against the window appeals to both of them #for sherlock it’s the sensations #the different textures #the different temperatures #cool glass under his cheek #fingers slipping and sliding across the smooth surface #no friction and nothing to hold on to #but then there’s john behind him #warm john #soft john #john whose solid and weathered fingers are wrapped around him #the contrast is interesting #keeps his mind from wandering #but for john it’s the risk #they’re exposed #a whole world of wandering eyes on the street below them #one poorly - or perfectly - timed glance #and they’ll be seen #all secrets exposed #it adds an element of excitement #of danger #(plus there’s mycroft and his cameras) #(but they don’t think about that) #(not now)

THE THINGS THIS FANDOM NOTICES………………

John looked out of the window and sighed. ‘It’s cloudy out. I hope it doesn’t start raining, especially when I have a date tonight.”

“You don’t have a date tonight. You’re not leaving the flat.”

John stumbled against the window and turned to see Sherlock just inches away from him. As usual, he never respected personal space.

“Well you’re wrong there, Sherlock. I am heading out to go on my date, and you can’t stop me.”

John felt his heart thump rapidly when he saw Sherlock smirked at him suggestively. Before he could react, Sherlock trapped and pinned him down, hands pressed against the window.

He shivered slightly as his back pressed back on the chilly window, but he felt incredibly hot and flustered in front when Sherlock leaned closer by his ears. John could already feel the dangerous grin growing on Sherlock’s lips.

“Oh? You can’t be stopped? Are you challenging me, John? Because you know I will accept.”

OH GOD ADSKHSKDJHSKLJDGHAJKLDSHGKJGSDA SO HOT

Oh yes. Oh very much yes. 

This fandom doesn’t simply see. This fandom fucking observes.

You can see exactly where the back of someone’s head rubbed up against the window. In the second picture it is clear that John is exactly the right height

This fandom deducts. Consulting fans.