Q:John tried to get out of bed and found his legs were now tentacles. "What the hell have you done?" John shouted at his lover who was still in bed. Sherlock woke up with a start and crawled across the bed to John's side in the hopes of figuring out why John's voice came from the floor. "I had nothing to do with that," Sherlock told him, "but let's get you in the tub so you don't dry out while I figure out why this happened and how to fix it."
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Q:"Mrs. Hudson is raising our rent," John said as he handed Sherlock a cup if tea. "What are we going to do about it?" Sherlock asked. "I thought we might sell some of the gifts you've gotten for solving cases," John suggested. "No!" Sherlock shouted, "they're mine, we aren't selling them." "Fine, I guess I'll just have to go back to turning tricks, if your brother can recommend me to some of his friends I should have the rent paid for in a month or two." "Sounds good. Wait what?!" "Gotcha!"
Q:"What was that for?" Sherlock asked when John randomly showed up at 221b in the middle of the day and gave him a hug. "Apparently it's national friendship day," John explained, "and well, when I found out I felt compelled to come here and hug you." "Oh, that was nice of you," Sherlock said standing up. "I've got to get back to work," John replied. "John wait!" Sherlock said as he headed out, "at least hug me properly before you go." John not only hugged him but automatically kissed him goodbye.
Q:"It's national friendship day!" Sherlock announced in John's room at the stroke of midnight. "And it will be national friendship day at a reasonable hour too," John grumbled and rolled over intent on falling back asleep as fast as possible. "Don't go back to sleep," Sherlock complained pushing at John's shoulder, "I wanted to consummate our friendship." "Oh well then consummate away," John grinned and reached up to pull Sherlock into his bed.
Q:John awoke to the smell of a delicious breakfast being made downstairs. "What's the occasion?" He asked when he saw that not only had Sherlock made breakfast but he'd cleaned the entire flat as well. "It's national friendship day," Sherlock told him, "I wanted to make sure you knew how important you were to me." "Did you clean your bedroom?" John asked sitting down to breakfast. "Yes, why?" Sherlock asked. "Because once we've eaten I intend to show you just how important you are to me too."
Their First Kiss
The rain comes pouring down, plastering Sherlock’s curls to his forehead. John stands in front of him, his breath coming in short puffs of steam. They had been arguing about something, Sherlock doesn’t remember what. All he remembers are the last few seconds where John blurted out four words Sherlock had never thought to hear him utter in his direction: “Because I love you!”
Sherlock blinks as the rain falls in his eyes. He misses the moment John advances, grabbing Sherlock by his coat, and pulls him close, their lips crashing together. Sherlock tastes the London rain, feels the heat of John’s mouth against his, lips pushing desperately against his own. Sherlock moans and his knees give out at the sheer relief of finally, FINALLY being kissed by John Watson. John sinks to the ground with him, chasing Sherlock’s mouth. There is a rush of lips and teeth and tongues, desperate sighs, and tears mingling with the rain. When they finally pull apart, foreheads touching, John repeats himself.
"Don’t ever ask me to leave again. I can’t, because I love you." Sherlock nods back, and whispers his "I love you’s" into the air between them.
Q:"WILLIAM SHERLOCK SCOTT HOLMES!" Mycroft shouted as he stormed up the steps to 221b. "He isn't here," John told him. "Oh," Mycroft said disappointed, "I was hoping to thank him for the lovely gift he sent me in honor of my promotion at work." "So you yelled his full name at the top of your lungs the second you got into our flat?" John asked. "Yes, but I wanted to scare him first," Mycroft admitted, "I thought it would be funny." "It would have been, he'll be back in an hour."
[Sophie Turner on Sansa Stark ] She’s so intelligent, and I can’t stress that enough. Courtesy is a lady’s armor. She’s using her courtesy to deceive people, and she’s using her former self as a facade, and it works so much to her advantage, because people still think she’s this naive, vulnerable, little girl, and she’s really not. She knows exactly what she’s doing. She knows what game she’s playing! And no one else does. And she’s learned from the best — Cersei, Margaery, Tyrion, Littlefinger, even Joffrey. She’s learned so much from these people, and they don’t even realize it. They’re unwittingly feeding her to become this great kind of manipulator. King’s Landing can either make or break a person, and in Sansa’s case, it’s making her.
Me and over 200 Animators participated in the Moon Animate Make Up Project which is a collaborated remake of an episode of Sailor Moon. Seeing everyone’s styles here is awesome! It was great fun being a part of a project like this and I hope you enjoy it!
Q:"JOHN!" Sherlock shouted from the kitchen. The army doctor came running and nearly fell down the stairs. "Are you ok?" Sherlock asked getting up to make sure his lover hadn't broken anything. "I'm fine," John replied shaking it off, "what's so important?" "Nothing really, Mycroft just called to see if we wanted to go out for dinner tonight, his dinner meeting canceled and he was looking forward to trying the place they were going. I didn't realize you were upstairs or I wouldn't have shouted."