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Because this show is amazeballs, a kinda speed paint that could have been more, but I’ll leave it here <3
(as usual, reblog is love, but please please don’t repost art in a new post/use without asking me. <3 )
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1) Sassy Sherlock is my favorite Sherlock
2) That first gif, you guys, just really makes me want the fic where Joan decides to have a baby, and Sherlock keeps butting in to reject all potential sperm donors because COME ON, obviously he is the best candidate in all of New York, why is she even looking anywhere else?
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Today, in taking .gifs completely out of their context*:
“Position.”
The word precedes her, echoing in from the hallway a beat before she appears in the doorway and leans against the frame to observe his quick compliance. He holds himself obediently in that prisoner-stance: arms up, fingers interlaced, hands clasped behind his head. Open to inspection. They have others, of course- prostrate on his knees and cheek pressed to the floorboards is a favorite- but for that she’ll say “Down.” and she doesn’t want him there, yet.
Soon, maybe, gauging by the swish-thwap of something slicing through the air to land sharply on her open palm. It’s a trick as tantalizing as it is cliché- not that either of them mind the latter. She’s found that his body responds with equal gusto to her more inventive techniques as to her stereotypical pornographic imitations. And perhaps it’s cliché for good reason, because for all the cartoonish panache, it does its job well. The sound fills him at once with equal parts dread and longing.
Swish-thwap, over and over again, regular as a metronome. It’s not the familiar soft raindrop patter of his flogger’s fronds, or the heavy wooden plunk of the paddle, but something else. She wants him to look. She wouldn’t be doing it otherwise. When he hazards a glance down to confirm his deduction and then flicks his gaze back up to meet her eyes, they’re searching his face, trying to gauge the knit in his brow that refuses to smooth and the clench in his jaw that won’t relax. They can’t, because he can’t stop imagining the sting.
“I thought we might try something … new.” She offers in the sudden silence that thickens absent those methodical strokes of the cane into her hand. He continues to hold himself still in the position, acquiescence to the question she hasn’t asked aloud, until finally, she decides it’s good enough. She pulls herself off the door frame and closes the distance between them.
“Down.”
* I actually cannot, for the life of me, place the context of this .gif- if someone can tell me what episode it’s from, I’d be much obliged. (And I can’t remember if I got it from Tumblr or Google … if it’s your gif, just let me know and I’ll happily credit ya).
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I want a fluffy Elementary fic where Sherlock gives Joan breakfast in bed -
Hm… How about a fluffy fic where Sherlock is sick and Joan takes care of him?
Okay…How about a fic where Sherlock meets Joan’s fam-
Right… A crack fic where Joan and Sherlock are exerci-
Really? Okay. An AU where they’re art/jewel thieves. Try and beat that.
Oh come on!
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Idris Elba as Moriarty in CBS’s Elementary
YES!
But also Idris Elba as everything ever. So.
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Elementary → The Final Problem AU
“It was in vain that I asked Holmes to remain for the evening. It was evident to me that he thought he might bring trouble to the roof he was under, and that was the motive which impelled him to go.”
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AND HE ACTUALLY DOES.
Once again, I really must say: PLEASE GIVE ME ALL THE WORDS ABOUT JOAN DOMMING THE FUCK OUT OF HIM PLEASE
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THIS IS WHY I LOVE ELEMENTARY
INSTEAD OF THE PUNCHLINE OF THE JOKE BEING “LOL SHE’S ON HER PERIOD” THE PUNCHLINE OF THE JOKE IS HER CALLING HIM OUT AND TELLING HIM HE’S AN ASS
I THINK THIS IS THE FIRST. FUCKING. TIME. I’VE SEEN A SHOW CALL SOMEONE OUT ON THE “WELL CLEARLY IT’S YOUR PERIOD AND THAT’S WHY YOU’RE UPSET” AND CALLS IT EXACTLY WHAT IT IS
I am reblogging this to my main and side blog because fucking yes
Joan Watson won’t take none of your shit.
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Holmes is just such a little kid sometimes. Come on, come on, come on, let’s goooo.
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