The Woman

lacelicious:

hoppysketch:

Sherlotter & Hedgejohn

I prefer Otterlock and Johnhog

I felt the internet needed this

elasmosaurus:

Everybawwwwdy yah

Yeeeeeeah

Rawk yo bawwwdy yah

Yeeeeeeah

Everybawwwdy yah

Rawk yo bawdy right

Bakerstreet’s back alright

i love this scene - hilarious

likeafairymindpalace:

You ain't nothin' but a hound dog 

cryin’ all the time.
Well, you ain’t never caught a rabbit
and you ain’t no friend of mine. 

To Sherlock Holmes she is always the woman. I have seldom heard him mention her under any other name. In his eyes she eclipses and predominates the whole of her sex. It was not that he felt any emotion akin to love for Irene Adler. All emotions, and that one particularly, were abhorrent to his cold, precise but admirably balanced mind. He was, I take it, the most perfect reasoning and observing machine that the world has seen, but as a lover he would have placed himself in a false position. He never spoke of the softer passions, save with a gibe and a sneer. They were admirable things for the observer — excellent for drawing the veil from men’s motives and actions. But for the trained reasoner to admit such intrusions into his own delicate and finely adjusted temperament was to introduce a distracting factor which might throw a doubt upon all his mental results. Grit in a sensitive instrument, or a crack in one of his own high-power lenses, would not be more disturbing than a strong emotion in a nature such as his. And yet there was but one woman to him, and that woman was the late Irene Adler, of dubious and questionable memory.

mamaumbridge:

#i don’t care if you ship it like the goddamn titanic or if you just watch from the sidelines#sherlock holmes and john watson are two halves of a single whole #they function magnificently as a team and horribly apart #they are exactly what the other was looking for before they found each other #they are both willing to do ANYTHING for each other #and they have already done everything for each other