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treesong:

heckyadoctorwho:

John Barrowman, ladies and gentlemen.

OH MY GOD STOPPIT

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thebritishteapot:

eolynfantasy:

This kills me every time. I need to get over my Reichenbach Feels!

Seriously…its interfering with my life. 

I hate you for this

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kristalbrooks:

yeah

sure

do 

watch

because

Doctor

Who

is

so 

fucking

happy

all

the 

fucking

time

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Does the rain make anyone else restless?  Especially in the summer, anything from a drizzle to a heavy downpour gives me this itch to grab my umbrella, rain boots, and iPod to just go for a walk.  Rainy days are always my thinking time. 

Like many fellow Sherlockians, I took the time to sit down and re-watch Riechenbach tonight on PBS.  It was, of course, as spectacular as ever.  I laughed, I positively bawled (the most I think I’ve ever cried at this episode, being totally honest), and I just took the time to revel in the sheer brilliance of the program. But going through it again, I finally came to the realization that I wouldn’t appreciate or notice half of the brilliance of this program were it not for the fandom, particularly here on tumblr.  

There are so many enormous things that go on in Sherlock. The themes are astronomically huge: the idea of a God complex, the lengths we will go for those we care about, and so many other huge things that plenty of writers wouldn’t go near.  In an hour and a half, we’re catapaulted through these story arcs so powerfully that it can be incredibly easy to miss the little things.  However, as fans of any genre will, we slow it down.  We take it apart. Analyze.  Most people see but do not observe…but we do. Sometimes, these little moments make me smile, like when Sherlock intentionally hands Moriarty the tea cup with the handle facing to the right, knowing he’s left-handed or when the upside-down water cooler appears in the Yard. The moments that moved me tonight were sometimes the big, obvious moments: the fall, John’s speech; the things that move you the first time through.  But they were also in the little moments: Mycroft’s face when he realizes the extent of the damage he’s done.  Sherlock reaching for John on the roof. John’s military turn at the grave.  I would never have noticed any of that without the absolutely fantastic fandom presence we have worldwide, especially here online.

The utter magnificence of this show is that while the huge moments are incredibly powerful, the smallest detail can be equally as moving. We might be jam-obsessed, otter-loving, ship-crazed fangirls and boys, but at the heart of all of that is a genuinely  passionate group of people expressing their love for a bloody spectacular work that has been put together here.  We are the Sherlockians, a fandom that has existed since the days of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle himself, and I have never been prouder to slap a label across my forehead as I am with this one, because my experience with this show (and with Sherlock Holmes in general) would never be the same without you all. 

I believe in Sherlock Holmes, and I will never, ever stop being proud to call myself a Sherlockian.

sadlkfjsdlfkjsdflk but you don’t understaaaaaand

 This show has officially destroyed my ability to rationally deal with my emotions. 

FUCK YOU AND YOUR FUCKING PERFECT ACTING MARTIN FREEMAN.  NO MATTER HOW MANY TIMES I WATCH THIS GODDAMN EPISODE YOU MAKE ME CRY WITHIN 30 FUCKING SECONDS.   

gordo-tron:

happinessoverhostility:

These are real fucking men.

it’s things like these that give me hope for the human race.

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