I am the species they call fangirl but you can call me Ronnie *~* I am obsessed with JohnLock and cute gay couples, I love to read fanfiction and and drool over my otps. I will ship anything from fantasy to reality. If you want to know more about me or my fandoms then go ahead and ask me!
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heyassbuttyourethepotatoone:

The first time you see it, it can hit you really hard, especially since Sherlock is on a total roll and John delivers the line “please God, let me live” in a way where you can be forgiven for not being sure if it’s serious or snark. It apparently has the same effect on Sherlock, as well.

We never do get any details on how Captain John Watson of the Fifth Northumberland Fusiliers was wounded in action. But from this exchange alone, it’s clear the situation was extremely serious. He was badly wounded, nearly died, and developed PTSD- Sherlock had himself earlier pointed out that the original circumstances of John’s injury must have been ‘traumatic’, and he meant emotionally traumatic, not just violent and painful. The blunt earnestness of John’s response even trips up Sherlock for a second or two, and he’s just been ranting and raving about not understanding why a woman would care about her stillborn baby after fourteen years. This also works as a tearjerker in hindsight if you recall ‘Please God, let me live’ whenever John is genuinely in physical danger elsewhere in the series.

Pretty much everyone in the room agrees that in your last moments, you would think about the people you love the most. John apparently had no one to think about when he was close to dying. He really must have been lonely even before he returned from Afghanistan.

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starxapple:

the ships that i end up investing myself the most in are the ones where at first im like, “meh i guess i can see that” and then somewhere along the line my brain just fucking snaps and i cant control myself its like a demons possessed me and im going 900mph to hell

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decadentwallpaper:

silentauroriamthereal:

vaginal-diabetus:

bbcatemysoul:

don’t you hate it when you take your girlfriend to a nice restaurant to propose to her but then you accidentally end up on top of your ex in the middle of the floor

awkward

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I know, John…  I know…

Hahahaha! And the awkwardness of telling your “friend” that you’re willing to spend the night with him to hear his explanation in front of said girlfriend, too… 

Wasn’t doing anything special.