So apparently Benedict and Martin know..."Watson's right. Nobody cares what he says the internet has already decided. In fact, from the minute Sherlock appeared, the instant audience conclusion was that Holmes and Watson were lovers. Cumberbatch and Freeman have been dealing with the fallout ever since, in part with good humour, in part with mild exasperation. "Much as Sherlock adores John, and he's fond of him, there's no love, there's nothing sexual all the jokes aside," Cumberbatch says. "The problem is, they [the jokes in the script] fuel the fantasy of the few into flames for the many. People presume that's what it is, but it's not."
The series has inspired cultish devotion that easily outstrips its short first run.Hardcore Sherlock fans have taken to sites such as Tumblr in order to imagine what Holmes and Watson might get up to once the deduction is done for the day. Cue much nervous giggling between Freeman and Cumberbatch. "There is weird fan fiction out there weird," Cumberbatch says. "They writ
Somebody loves youSpoilers for ´´A scandal in belgravia´´Somebody loves you3 years ago in Romance
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set right after the episode
John arrived home to find Sherlock gazing out the window,to the dark,cold London.
He was deep drowned on his thoughts,John knew that,so he didn´t interrupt him and took off his coat,placing it on the couch,trying not to think that Sherlock´s thoughts were probably directed to that woman as he made his way to the kitchen.A hot,steamy cup of tea as his intended goal.
He turned his head,Sherlock hadn´t moved a muscle.If he didn´t know the man so well he would have thought he had heard things.But he did know him,after all.
´´Yes,Sherlock?´´ he answered,straightening up a bit
´´I need your help with and experiment.´´ The taller man said,this time turning his head a bit,John knew it wasn´t a request,his tone was more like an order.
Normally John would have asked what was it about,or
Mycroft's reaction :: mini fan fictionMycroft stared down at Sherlock's body, the lights of the morgue bleaching out his face, making his cheekbones look even sharper. It was so unnatural, seeing him lying here, not moving. His brother had always been running, ever since Mycroft was there when he took his first steps. He looked at his little brother, frowning. He was so innocent like this, lying there. It was the first time he had ever seen him looking so peaceful. He swallowed, almost reaching out like he could wake him, but kept his hand at his side as he stared at Sherlock.Mycroft's reaction :: mini fan fiction3 years ago in General Fiction
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All the memories he had of him... His mother bringing him home. Mycroft sitting outside in their country home, holding Sherlock's hand as he listened to him talk, that was all he had left of him.
"I'll always look out for you." Mycoft had said. "Always." How old had they been? They were only children when he had made that promise.
His vision blurred as he blinked back tears. Sherlock wouldn't