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Sherlock: You’re blocking the view.

Jim: I AM the view.

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Sherlock BBC + incorrect quotes: 11/?

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Moriarty: You dare me to kill myself?

Sherlock: what? no

Moriarty [loading the gun]: I can’t believe you’re making me do this

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Sherlock BBC + incorrect quotes: 9/?

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Jim introducing himself

Hi. Jim Moriarty. The human form of the 💯 emoji.

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Jim:  Hey, remember when you dared me to play a game to the death with Sherlock?

Mycroft: No! I said, “Mr. Moriarty, stay away from my brother, you two will inevitably take this too far and the game will result in either one or both your deaths!” And you said, “Don’t tell me what to do,” and went and did it anyway!

Jim: Good times, good times.

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Jim Moriarty: [walks by a reflective window] Jim Moriarty: [stops in his tracks, goes back to the window] Jim Moriarty: [does finger guns at his reflection] Jim Moriarty: [resumes walking]

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Sherlock, to cabbie: You’re going the wrong way.

Cabbie, turns around: *is Jim*

Sherlock: You–

Jim: Okay, rules for my car: 

Jim: No food, I pick the music, must put this mask on, feet off the dash, here take this gun, we’re robbing a bank, don’t be a pussy

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Jim : “They all want me. Suddenly, I’m Mr Sex.”

[Y/N] : “Oh yes you are” 

Unfortunately you said it a little stronger than expected. Both Moriarty and Sherlock eyes rested on you. 

Sherlock : “You really do not help  [Y/N]”

You blush with the words of Sherlock while Jim’s eyes were always set on you with a slight smile on his face

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J is for Jealousy

Headcanons for Sherlock, Mycroft and Moriarty

The prompt: When they get jealous…

Genre: Humor / Sweet

Rating: K+ - T

SHERLOCK MASTERLIST

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I feel bad that John is labouring under the delusion that Sherlock is even slightly straight. Boy has like 10 different dressing gowns and probably does 50 squat reps a day to keep his ass game strong. He’s never had a straight thought in his life.

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imagine yourself as john watson, meeting sherlock holmes for the first time. realising he sees you the way no one else has tried. want to see some more? he asks, and you say oh god, yes, because not only does he see you, he sees right through you. sees you laid bare, where you can’t cover up what you know to be ugly with a deflection or a tight-lipped smile. he sees all this and he isn’t flinching. in fact, he’s smiling, smiling wide, because he likes you, and he wants your company. and you want his. how fucking fantastic.  

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sherlock adaptation but it focuses on scotland yard and is like the office

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sherlock coming back post-reichenbach, waltzing right up to mary and john’s table in the landmark, john shocked and horrified and angry, mary all you can’t be here, you died

sherlock looks her dead in the eyes

do i look like the kind of man who dies

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sherlock, meeting john at 221b the first time: *big smile* sherlock, please sherlock: *kisses mrs hudson’s cheek* also sherlock: *haphazardly throwing stuff nervously into boxes in a piss poor attempt to tidy* make yourself at home  still sherlock: *literally jumps into the air when he’s excited* still sherlock: anyway i hereby deduce that you are worth looking at everyone at this crime scene: hey check out this weirdo we don’t like

john, who is already halfway through his i love it i will protect i will watch it grow manifesto: whom? 

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john loves his husband but acknowledges that his husband is a d r a m a q u e e n 

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John: I had a row in the shop with a chip and pin machine!

Sherlock: Really? That’s actually extremely endearing. You adorable man, fuming at inanimate objects. How silly of you. I would die for you. Take all my money.