three continents watson

It’s just my brother and me. - Then you’re lucky.

…i’m not even gonna try captioning this

Fake victory: getting first place. True victory: becoming a meme. Petty victory: getting more points than your neighbors.

Brilliant! YES! Four serial suicides and now a note! Oh, it’s Christmas! Mrs. Hudson, I’ll be late. Put the kettle on. —Sherlock S01E01, A Study in Pink

There was once a merchant in the famous market at Baghdad. One day he saw a stranger looking at him in surprise, and he knew that the stranger was Death. Pale and trembling, the merchant fled the marketplace and made his way many-many miles to the city of Samarra. For there he was sure that Death could not find him. But when, at last, he came to Samarra, the merchant saw waiting for him the grim figure of Death. “Very well,” said the merchant. “I give in. I am yours. But tell me, why did you look surprised when you saw me this morning in Baghdad?” “Because,” said Death, “I had an appointment with you tonight… in Samarra.”

— This is a private conversation. — John stays.

The Lying Detective

he’s broken

Sherlock - The Lying Detective

Mrs Hudson, as ever, you are amazing.