sherlock inside his head thinks mycroft enjoys humiliating him but mycroft in real life loves sherlock and keeps notes about his relapses in a tiny notebook why this
“Write a list,” Mycroft says, firmly...
… well, no, that isn’t strictly true- Sherlock can hear his voice catching on the words, all shaky and unsure and wrong wrong wrong, so he pretends otherwise. And God, he must smell awful as he convulses and hides his face, he doesn’t want Mycroft to see this, please not–
But a list. A list he can do. And the sound of the pen scratching on the notebook Mycroft silently passes to him is a blessed distraction.
But then. What happens next is pure hell. Mycroft takes the list from him, and he makes a terrible choking sound that Sherlock never would have thought he would be capable of making. Perhaps he is suffocating. Perhaps he is dying.
Sherlock raises his head to see that Mycroft is crying. Honest, wrecked, shoulders shaking, crying. “You’re going to kill yourself,” Mycroft whispers. “Oh God, oh my God-”
“Mycroft-”
“N-no. No, Sherlock. You need to listen. I’m here. I’ll always be here. And, I’m not angry. I’m-”
He breaks off and Sherlock closes his eyes. He can hear Mycroft swallowing back more tears.
“I just want you to tell me the truth,” Mycroft says. “Please, Sherlock. I can only help you if you give me that. Write a list, every time.”
And Sherlock does.
a new updated version of the entire sherlock fandom right now
IM FURIOUS HOW FUCKING STUPID JOHN IS IM DESPERATELY SCRAPING FOR JOHN INSIGHTS AND THE INSIGHT OF THIS FACE IS “JOHN IS JUST AS STUPID AS SHERLOCK”
How about the fact that Mycroft starts asking for a list and mind palace Sherlock replies, “not yet, I’m not finished yet” followed by “I have to finish this” and really what he was referencing is the fact that he hasn’t finished administering a lethal overdose yet?
Listen, Sherlock was not fucking around, he was mid suicide attempt when that phone call came in, actively in the process of dying
lol and remember a week ago when I said that I would totally be writing about suicide in January? Listen, past self, you’re more right than you know
Okay like. Regarding the fake Jack the Ripper case in TEH, which involves a skeleton “dressed in a shoddy Victorian costume”
“So the whole thing was a fake?”
“Afraid so.”
“Why would someone go to all that trouble?”
“Why indeed, John?”
These remarks are addressed to us, yes? With regard to the special? Why would someone go to all that trouble?
Sherlock got on the plane after saying goodbye forever to John
then he took enough drugs to kill himself
then he started reading about how he and John had first met
on his phone
ON
HIS
PHONE
FUUUUUUUUUUCKKKKKK
SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTT
me when realizing i have to wait another two years (via queenoftheseven)
We knew how hot Victorian moustache John was gonna be.
We had no idea how how Victorian moustache Molly would be.
mary: “you’ve been reading john’s blog. the story of how you met”
sherlock: “it helps me if i see myself through his eyes sometimes. i’m so much cleverer.”
mycroft: “do you really think anyone’s believing you?”
there is so much in these three lines man. sherlock was reading a strange meeting. a blog post that’s literally just john describing what it was like to meet him. it’s not a case. the only clever things in there are just like sherlock deducing john but that’s like less about like john describing sherlock actually being clever and more like. john just commenting on how amazing and mystifying sherlock is. there wouldn’t be anything in there that would like help him really. ALSO SHERLOCK’S PHRASING “it helps me if i do this sometimes” HE DOES THIS FREQUENTLY. he reads john’s blog and like. analyzes how john sees him. i guess this isn’t really new information but like. he’s basically confirmed that he goes through john’s blog fishing for compliments when he’s feeling useless. AND THEN MYCROFT CALLS HIM OUT LMSDKJFGHIOUDF “do you think we believe that’s why you were reading the story of how you and john met” lol i love dyinge
time 2 delete
it’s been fun everyone