#myriarty

Okay, so since it’s been pretty quiet out there, I guess I’ll share my story of how BBC Sherlock helped me out in my life. As some of you know if you pay any attention whatsoever to my blog, I’m neurodivergent and I’ve gone through really tough times. I’m not gonna outline everything for y’all, I mean I do have some modicum of shame and some things are best kept private (unless if it’s night and I’m sleep deprived enough to share things to the point where everyone’s uncomfortable). But all you have to know is that I’m socially impaired and so I had no friends, lived in a too-big house on a hill about 30 minutes away from the city. Hardly any neighbors, so the cows and chickens and dogs were what I interacted with the most, bar my family of three (grandparents and aunt). 

So yeah, I was really lonely, I didn’t know how to fit in or belong or talk to people. I’m not in school, so that means even less chance for human interaction. I felt like I was going insane (my biological dad would probably argue that I was insane, but that’s not the point). The point is that I found this show when I was in a really bad place and it helped me a lot. I managed to relate to these characters and gave me something to be interested in so I could get my head outta the dark cloud it was in. I heard that the show helped a lot of people find themselves, which this show definitely did for me. I definitely realized some things about myself I didn’t know before.

They gave me fandom which, in a way, is like family to me. This fandom- positive and funny and kind from what I’ve seen- was a lifesaver in more ways than one. I managed to relate to them and this show was a common interest, saving me the awkwardness and helping me with my social ineptitude. It helped me tap into my creativity and I made video edits, photo edits, gifs, and I wrote fics, all of which people responded to with kindness and appreciation and nice comments. Also, because of someone on here, I finally accepted myself as transgender even if he doesn’t know it. We hardly even talk, but... just knowing it wasn’t just me that was this way made me brave enough to come out. ( @shag-me-senseless-watson is the person I’m talking about. Thanks friendo, you sorta mean a lot even if we hardly talk.)

BBC Sherlock is a special interest and it’s something that really means the world to me but the fandom is at least half of what makes this great. All the fanfiction I’ve read, all the fanart I’ve seen, all the meta that blew my mind... the fandom is very important, because there’s all these people making things with their own time completely for free simply because they love the show. That is something that never ceases to amaze me. 

BBC Sherlock- Or Nah

If you just watch this video, apparently everyone on BBC Sherlock is bisexual and intimate with each other. 

So this is because I promised an edit for reaching a hundred followers, and I was so stoked that I decided this would be a good idea. My computer shut down two times, I’ve had to start over four times because I accidentally deleted twice (I’m very sleep deprived at this point), and all in all this was sorta hellish to make haha. 

I included most (if not all) ships, to the song Or Nah by Somo. All het and gay ships included. No ship wank, please?  I don’t even ship some of these, but this was a nice challenge to do. I’m also taking prompts for fics, and edits, if anybody’s interested.

You hold onto the darkness like it's a safety blanket As if light would turn you into a pile of dust You shy away from your raw humanity And in turn you let your heart turn to rust

You never felt love- true and unfiltered Angry words taught you not to trust You're afraid of gentle touches and kind words Assuming that soon it'll turn to violence- it must!

Yet here I am, saying that I love you And you turn away and my words are shushed Yesterday I would have thought you heartless But now I know that you simply feel too much

You drown in the hurricanes within yourself And you tear yourself apart and let yourself combust You gave your heart over to people with dirty hands Always suffering through their cruel sneers and disgust

You don't have to set yourself on fire And to be loved you shouldn't have to adjust Yes it's saddening when I treat you with kindness And you stand there with wide eyes, nonplussed

You're no longer alone now and never will be again As I am right here if you can learn to trust You are loved with the intensity of raging flame and tranquil river A love which I know can never be crushed

You are always raging and fighting Against the pain and darkness that you know now was unjust Yet you will find that those days are long past now All you have to do is learn the difference between love and lust

(Allow me to teach you)