#sherlock lockscreen

[drinkingmelonwater]

This is Mariana’s lock screen, you can’t convince me otherwise

[prplocks]

✧❁ wallpaper 〴 sherlock holmes ˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗

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[heylolita00]

Benedict Cumberbatch

[contact-guy]

hi, sorry for asking, but could I have the panel of John kissing Sherlock's forehead without the speech bubbles? i want to make it my lockscreen 🥺

Here you are my friend

[crsssie]

engagement shoot - tim drake x reader (pretty bird countdown #8)

"How many hours is that?" Tim blinks incredulously at your screen.

"Fifty? I've been grinding all my free time on this game. It's concerning."

"Alright, come on. You have a paper due and we need to take the engagement photos."

"Oh!" You gasp. "Wait, I have a photo — not that we have to use it, but a stranger took photos of us running at the beach during a storm in our wedding attire and somehow found me. We look super cute."

Tim looks over your shoulder at the photos, humming as a smile spreads on his face.

"You look happy."

"No shit, sherlock. You look like your cheeks hurt in the photo too."

"I suppose it did." Tim hums, scrolling through your phone as you hand it to him. "I think we're both happy."

"Yeah, I'd hope so." You hum. "Why are we taking engagement photos? Aren't we already married?"

"Bruce wants something to put on the fridge."

"Are these photos not okay?"

"I want a red booklet." Tim deadpans.

"WHAT."

"I want a red booklet." He deadpans. "I want to be able to flip out our marriage photos at any chance."

"A lockscreen's not enough?"

"You're the one who thought it was cute." Tim hums. "And don't worry about the legality of all that stuff. They make unofficial ones for foreigners who wish to participate."

"Wait. You're flying there just for a red booklet?"

"And to visit your family. Your aunts keep texting me to stay for longer this time around."

"And my dad?"

"He's still at work."

"Do they not make them here?"

"Do you not want to go back? Besides, don't you want an insane set of photos for our wedding?"

"We're having a wedding?!"

"If we have a wedding."

"The venues there are pretty..." You mumble. "or, you spend four times the prince to have one in Gotham."

"Pretty bird, your husband's a billionaire."

"Ah, ah, ah." You shake your finger. "Your dad's a billionaire."

"I'm a millionaire. Close enough."

"That's a three-digit difference." You hum. "I don't mind hosting it in Gotham, though."

"We can plan that for later." Tim sighs. "Aren't you longing for wedding photos that people will look back on and go "holy fuck they were hot?"

You purse your lips and pretend to think. "Mayyybe."

"Oh, you know what? It'd be hilarious for your sibling's children to say that." You mumble. "Who's that weird aunt with no kids?"

"Who's that weird uncle who will not shut up about our aunt?"

"I bet Bruce is going to have the time of his life."

"Do you think he's ever going to settle down?"

"With the way the writers can't decide who to have him marry? No."

"Stop breaking the fourth wall." 

You stick your tongue out at him. 

"So... wedding photos?"

"Yes." You grin. 

[londonlock]

is anything more satisfying than having a sherlock-themed lockscreen and the time is 2:21

[bisexualbrainrots]

Phone/ lockscreen background

Tagged by @espressotonicc <33

No pressure tags: @sad-girl-hours23 @a-mel0n @sherlockismarvelous9-1-1 @sherlocking-out-loud

[dudedudeduda]

Phone/ lockscreen background :)

This is fun

Tagged by @sherlocking-out-loud

Lockscreen by @rukoola that I am actually obsessed with it <3

No pressure tags like always: @chaos-creature-on-the-roof @astoopidfool

[motionless-friction]

Anyone know where I could find this artist? I found this drawing on Pinterest and can't figure out who the artist is, but I wanna see more of their work.

Also I put together a lockscreen with this drawing being featured, and I want to show it off, but I don't wanna upset the artist you know. It's really cute, and I didn't alter the drawing, but still I don't want to upset anyone.

Here are two other lockscreens I made, which is exactly like the one I mentioned, just with other images.

FOUND THE ARTISTS PROFILE! (AT LEAST I'M PRETTY SURE THEIR THE ARTIST) Follow this link here if you wanna see their profile. (Thank you so much for the help @sherlocks-bitch-moriarty !)

[i-amclandestine86]

Pink

Han Jisung × Reader Phone Swap AU

Word count: 1,332

I was running as fast as I could – I was late for my class and I didn't want to be any later. I woke up late, took too long getting ready and traffic was terrible on top of it all. All this mixed with five shots of espresso wasn't doing my body much good.

I turned the corner and – oh god… I hit something. That's it, I'm gonna fail. There goes my phone, the screen is probably cracked, that's gonna cost a lot.

"Are you okay?" The wall that I ran into started talking to me, I'm going insane. He was quick to grab his phone off the ground, I suppose he dropped his too.

"I'm.. I'm fine." I mumbled as I reached down to pick up my phone. There was a little scratch on the screen that I noticed immediately.

I went to classes, I went to get coffee and to get dinner. I had gone the whole day without bothering to check my phone but when I did –  it wasn't mine. That was definitely not mine, who's even is it? 

His, it was his.

Who would ever have themselves on their lockscreen? Him, this random guy I accidentally swapped phones with. This random guy – who I now realize, as I go through his gallery, is undeniably attractive and I have his cell phone.

I felt guilty scrolling through picture after picture of him and his friends as if it wasn't his fault that the phones got mixed up in the first place. I saw selfies and portraits, thousands of screenshots he was ever so reluctant to delete, music sheets and silly photos from the grocery store. I could see into the kind of person he was.

Why had he not tried to contact me through this phone? He could easily input his number and call me, it wasn't hard. He couldn't have possibly gone that long without checking his phone at least once, well with the amount of friends he has. I might as well do that, I don't want to infringe on his privacy more than I already have.

He picked up the phone immediately.

"This isn't my phone," He spoke over the telephone lines.

"Well no kidding, Sherlock," I laughed.

He made an annoyed grumble, "Well do you want your phone back or not? Cause it seems like you really don't,"

"Only if I get to at least keep your number," 

"Alright, alright, you can keep it," I could hear his smile over the line. I wrote down the number on a small sticky note.

"We can make the exchange tomorrow, 9:00 at the coffee shop next to the school?" I suggested.

"Alright," He confirmed, "So I'll see you tomorrow," He quickly hung up.

There was a sort of anxiety to the situation. What if someone important tried to text or call me? What if he steals my phone? What if he starts sending crazy text messages? I could see that he wasn't that type of guy but questions like that don't just disappear.

I spent most the night looking at his phone and scrolling through his tiktok, his for you page was full of influencers and kpop stuff and of course the occasional vine or two. He didn't post but he had stuff saved, dances and make-up tutorials. I sort of began to wonder if he didn't have a girlfriend for a specific reason.

Just as we planned we met up at the coffee shop. When I walked through the door I spotted him immediately. He was in a black hoodie and black ripped jeans with some absolutely gigantic shoes – which I don’t blame him for wearing shoes like that, he’s not that tall.

“You have the goods?” He asked as I sat next to him at the coffee shop table. He flipped the hood of his hoodie over his head and pulled my phone out of his pocket, “I have yours if you have mine,”

“You’ve done this before, haven’t you?” I asked with a smirk, taking my phone back and giving him his.

“Done what? Talk to a pretty girl or make a suspicious deal?” He smiles, powering on his phone, probably to make sure that I didn’t do anything odd to his phone. I didn’t do anything odd but he might notice that I saved a few tiktoks and edited a couple pictures in his gallery. He went right to his contacts and smiled big when he noticed my number, and name, already there.

I powered on my phone and everything was intact just as it was when I left it and his name and number were in my contacts. His name was surrounded by soft blue hearts and he had it in a pretty font.

💙𝐻𝒶𝓃 𝒥𝒾𝓈𝓊𝓃𝑔💙

Han Jisung – the man who accidentally stole my phone, and heart, was named Han Jisung. And of course, he had to put my name in his phone in the most extra way possible.

“Promise I didn't do anything weird – unless you consider taking pictures of my dog weird… Actually, can you send those to me?” He assured.

I scoffed lightly, digging through my gallery to find the photos he wanted. There were like ten just of his dog and a couple of him, he couldn't go one night without a selfie? I sent them all to him and then asked if he could send me the ones that I edited of him.

He erupted with laughter like some sort of giggle volcano as he went through his gallery. I had drawn mustaches and glasses on him and left significant text commentary on his photos.

“Minho is not my boyfriend,” He laughed, looking over my commentary and editing, “And Bbama looks amazing with a mustache,”

“You look good with one too – I think I put one on your boyfriend as well,” I chuckled, looking over as he went through the photos.

The best one that I edited was probably the one of him shirtless. I had taken it upon myself to draw a shirt for him since he hadn't even bothered to put one on for the picture. He got a good laugh out of that one, saying something about how it was such a tragedy to cover such nice muscles (I didn't agree.)

We quickly became good friends and we both opted to learn more about each other before pursuing something more than a friendship.

Until, well, tonight.

I opened my door for him as usual, leading him into my home and onto my couch. He let out a little huff as he sat down, sitting in the exact same way he always does and hogging half the couch.He grabbed the TV remote and started playing something, I wasn't sure what, I think he changed it every minute or two.

I was in the kitchen, preparing something for dinner. I set the table, grabbed us plates and called him into the dining room to eat. As as He entered the dining room he looked over at me and there was a certain sparkle in his eyes that I couldn't miss.

“Hey,” He spoke, “I love you,” It caught me off guard that he uses such strong words so quickly but I couldn’t deny that I felt the same.

“I love you too,” I muttered back quietly. He had a smile, ear to ear, that was absolutely smug and goofy – things like this is what made him so attractive. His eyes lit up and he looked so happy.

“So what does this make us?” He asks.

“More than friends, finally,” He let out a soft chuckle and walked up to the table.

“Finally,”

[heylolita00]

Benedict Cumberbatch

[fellshish]

I just randomly remembered the sherlocked lockscreen it’s like a war flashback

[hobbitinthetardis]

i have a poll i need to get out for science pls reblog for larger sample size

[ironworked]

Phone/ lockscreen background

tagged by @sherlocking-out-loud

I don't have a cellphone (told you I'm weird!), so... here's my desktop background:

Tagging whoever is interested: I've seen quite a few of you have already done it so if you haven't, consider yourself 'invited'!