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Low light Mercury morning No need to stay as it’s always nothing But your eyes Tell a whole other story And I feel the weight of the world  You find your way back down And I’ll keep the area clear (Please clear the area) You find your way back down In one piece  And I’ll just be waiting here Right here — Imogen Heap, Clear the Area 

Apparently I also plan to illustrate my new fic. 

Protip: Write or draw but never do both. 

A beautiful but sad moment in TEH is when Mrs Hudson interrupts the silly conversation of the Holmes brothers and says: “He’s secretly pleased to see you, underneath all that.” I think that in this scene Mrs Hudson outwits both brothers again and again. And after that last spot-on observation, Sherlock looks at her lowkey impressed and remains silent. 

This means that Sherlock sees the (double) truth in her words and doesn’t deny it. 

On the other hand, Mycroft asks her with a sudden mood shift for the better : “Sorry, which of us?” to which Mrs Hudson replies: “Both of you.”

This is fanastic physical acting by Gatiss here. Mycroft tries to look indifferent and above all that, but he actually feels contentment and great curiosity. 

The fact that he, Mycroft Holmes, fails to instantly understand which one of the two Mrs Hudson meant and can’t keep himself from asking an almost childish question tells us that his insecurity about Sherlock’s feelings clouds his judgement. 

The sad thing is that, unlike Sherlock, Mycroft doesn’t know whether his young brother actually cares about him like he does. Despite all the hostility, Sherlock knows deep inside that Mycroft loves and looks after him. 

When Mrs Hudson responds “Both of you”, Sherlock turns to look at Mycroft playfully, but it is loving and affectionate. He looks at him straight in the eye, which means that he’s finally eager to become more open with his older brother and he would like it if Mycroft did this too. He’s like “See, the goldfish reads us better than we can read each other, brother mine”.

Mycroft may be able to see through Sherlock very easily, but he can’t do it when he’s personally involved. He is afraid that Sherlock truly loathes him. He fears that this is not just a childish sibling rivalry or that Sherlock never forgave him for some deed of the past. He’s very insecure and yearns for some sort of brotherly affection, so he literally clings to whatever information Mrs Hudson might give him. Does Sherlock care about him? Is the “seemingly insignificant” landlady right? Is he loved?!

Mycroft needs Sherlock just as Sherlock needs him, if not more. 

Line blatantly stolen from the brilliant The Promise of a New Year by lovely ChasingRiver bc I was reading it on the train the other day and remember how stupidly hot it is. CR if you want me to take this down I will, I didn’t ask i’m sorry.

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bonus for charie after our daddy!mycroft discussions yesterday

Fandom: BBC Sherlock, Wordcount: 930, Genre: ANGST, Warning: character death, Pairing: Sherlock/Mycroft, time frame: post-The Abominable Bride, One shot, don’t mind me. I’m not a native speaker. This is not a literary masterpiece..just a piece of emotional torture. This is cheesy as hell. Enjoy or hate me. I don’t care.