I think this gif best represents what I was doing on the bus ride home today. Like, perfectly.
I am so a fan of yours, and thank you for all the Sherlock-work you do. It keeps the flame alive for me in the long wait till series 3. My question is nothing to do with how SH faked his death/swapped bodies etc; you’ve ampy and brilliantly dealt with that. At Kitty’s flat SH and JW arrived still handcuffed, and then we see SH apparently unlock the handcuffs with a key. How did he manage that?
We didn’t get a very good look at what Sherlock used to unlock the cuffs, but I don’t think it was a key.
It looks a lot more like a hairpin. I know that sounds like some kind of TV cliche, but it is actually possible to open double-locked handcuffs with a hairpin.
- My knowledge of Supernatural before Tumblr: 0%
- My knowledge of Supernatural after Tumblr: 98%
- Number of Supernatural episodes I've watched: 0
Jim Moriarty delivered a strawberry milkshake to me today.
But Stat, you’ll say, Jim Moriarty isn’t real. He’s just a fictional character.
Well that’s only partially true. Are you ready for the story?
Okay! Basic background info. Katt (a friend of mine) and I, RP as Jim and Sherlock respectively.
Oh well there you go. See? Jim Moriarty isn’t real. You’re just talking about a friend of yours who pretends to be Moriarty.
WRONG! Well no, that’s right. But HUSH! I’m not done the story yet.
Katt lives a two hour plane trip away. So during reading week (university spring break) in February, we went to visit her. It was lots of fun! We had just all watched Sherlock and were joking about it basically the entire week. She had taken us to her campus one day and got us to try these AMAZING strawberry milkshakes. This is the only important part of the story involving our visit, so I’ll do you the favour of skipping the rest.
A few weeks later, I was sitting bored out of my mind in class. So for something to do, I texted “Jim” (Katt) that I reeeeally wanted one of those milkshakes and that if she really was Moriarty, it wouldn’t be a problem for her to have one delivered to me. She pointed out that even if she were to pull all her resources as Moriarty and have that happen, I wouldn’t get it by the time I wanted it anyway. The conversation then moved on to “what if Jim Moriarty was real, and how freaky would that be?” and I posed the question of: “what if someone in a fancy suit actually walked up to me after class and handed me a stawberry milkshake, specifying that it was for me by name?”
Honestly? That would freak the hell out of me. Can you actually imagine that happening? Asking your friend, who you consider to be Jim Moriarty, who lives 1.3 thousand miles away from you, for a specific milkshake, and then a mysterious well dressed man hands it to you a little while later. The exact milkshake that was only available on that campus. The implications of this are astronomical. Assuming this really happened, you would have to consider the possibility that Jim Moriarty is real and you are somehow on his radar. Terrifying.
WELL GUESS WHAT HAPPENED TO ME TODAY?
Walking out of that exact same class, some rando Asian student walks up to me saying “Sherlock Holmes? Sherlock Holmes?” and hands me one of those plastic lidded cups that are so popular lately. It was a strawberry milkshake. And it came with a note.
I really couldn’t do anything but exclaim “WHAT THE FUCK!” over and over for about 20 minutes. My other friend and I just continued walking to our bus stop. I had completely lost the ability to can (as seen in my previous post) and I basically just bumbled about while sipping my (warm) milkshake. This really only leads to one conclusion, as stated earlier. While it wasn’t the exact milkshake, I still present this as proof of his exsistance.
I texted Jim about it, and he was sassy and arrogant as usual.
I really shouldn’t have been surprised. The guy who delivered it to me was Asian, and I had found this outside my class just a few weeks prior:
Don’t know exactly what the message is, but it was clearly from The Black Lotus.
There’s always that one gif that you see a whole bunch of, but you always pass over it thinking, “Nah. I’ll never use that one. It’s not even from one of my fandoms.”
Then there’s that one day.
That one post where it would be perfect.
And you can’t find it.