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I wish someone could tell me if it's better to say everything that's in your head or to remain silent. Because would my words even matter at this point or is the situation too far gone to ever have hope again
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Johnlock is my pressure point.
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John : I’m not gay!
Sherlock : *exists*
John :
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It’s a Johnlock thing
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OH MY GOD
Heart beats fast
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Colors and promises
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How to be brave
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How can I love when I’m afraid to fall
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But watching you stand alone
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All of my doubt, suddenly goes away somehow
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One step closer
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I have died everyday, waiting for you
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Darling, don’t be afraid, I have loved you for a thousand years
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I’ll love you for a thousand more
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Time stands still
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Beauty in all she is
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I will be brave
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I will not let anything, take away
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What’s standing in front of me
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Every breath, every hour has come to this
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One step closer 
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okay now just imagine their lives now...
they’re growing a child together and Rosie is 4 now
they’re the two halves of an old married couple still completely in love with each other and they’re giving their daughter all the love of the world
Rosie Watson must be the happiest child on earth
and John and Sherlock must be very proud of her
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It’s 10:30 p.m.
John and Sherlock are chilling at home watching telly on the sofa.
With an imperceptible movement Sherlock slides his hand on the sofa near to John’s back and shoulders. John notices him.
“What are you doing Sher-”John interrupts himself after Sherlock put his own hand through his blonde hair.
John lets out a gasp. At that point Sherlock sets his clear blue-green eyes on John’s.
Then he approaces John and let his other hand stroke John’s cheek. Now they’re only a few inches apart, their noses are brushing.
John slides his hand behind Sherlock’s neck and pushes his lips softly onto Sherlock’s.
Both are blushing violently with goosebumps on their entire bodies. This felts so right.
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Sherlock: No.
John: For me
Sherlock: Yes
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i really miss them
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January 6, 1854. Happy Birthday, Sherlock Holmes.
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1 year ago drawing
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Hug, returned.
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This is awesome✨
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I hope this works…. :s My very FIRST animation! :D It took me days to finish this and I changed it like 1000 times… I know, the motion is not perfect but I’m quite happy with the outcome. :) Hope you like it! :)
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he’s so in love with John
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There was one feature, and only one feature, of interest in the whole of this baffling case, and quite frankly it was the usual - John Watson. Who, while I was trying to solve a murder, instead saved a life. There are mysteries worth solving and stories worth telling. The best and bravest man I know and, on top of that, he actually knows how to do stuff.
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• 221b Baker Street is my comfort place
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It’s a cold rainy day.
John is out buying some food for dinner.
A message from Sherlock arrives at John’s phone.
John? SH
Mh? JW
Where are you? SH
I’m ordering some food. JW
Where? SH
Chinese. JW
Be quick. SH
Are you that hungry? JW
No, is for another reason. SH
I don’t get you. What reason? JW
I miss you. SH
I’m coming home. JW
I can’t wait. SH
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The good Watson had at that time deserted me for a wife, the only selfish action which I can recall in our association. I was alone.
I miss my Watson.
~ Sherlock Holmes
~ Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
- The Adventure of the Blanched Soldier (1926)
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