scribblesonapage:

thenextdragonborn:

june-bell-locked:

hobbitlocked:

patient-arctic:

watsonisthebamfking:

ibeggedformercytwice:

moriartyhasthethrone:

holmesiswheretheheartis:

liabe:

book-spazz:

spacecriminal:

notyoudonut:

hangedfromstars:

gigaflare:

binchan:

taxicab:

Marry Jim Moriarty (God help me). We’ll live on 22 Northumberland Street. Anderson is our neighbor (not for long >.>). Occupation: Cabbie. Worst thing about me: Pickpocket people when they’re annoying. I will die because I ate too much jam.

I will marry John and live at 221B Baker St. My neighbour is Mrs. Husdon. I work as a consulting Detective. The worst thing about me is that I use too many nicotene patches. I die at Reichenbach.

I think I’m Sherlock.

I will marry Jim Moriarty and we’ll live at 221C Baker St. My Neighbor is Molly Hopper. I’m a land lady, not your house keeper. Worse thing about me is that I blog so much. And I’ll die because I took the wrong pill.

i’m gonna marry lestrade, i’m gonna live at 22 northumberland street. our neighbor is mrs. hudson, i am an it worker, i collect too many jumpers, and i’ll be scared to death by a dog. 

marry moriarty, live at 221c baker street, neighbor is mike stamford, im a landlady and not a housekeeper, i collect too many jumpers, and im going to die by taking the wrong pill.

Marry Jim Moriarty, live at Baskerville Hall, neighbor is Mike Stamford, I will be an army doctor, I will pickpocket people when they’re annoying, I will die by a bullet wound

tbh I only reblogged because I get to marry Moriarty but yes

I will marry John Watson, live at 22 Northumberland Street, neighbor is Mike Stamford, I’m a consulting detective, addicted to texting, and I will die by taking the wrong pill.

I’ll marry Mycroft, live at 221c baker street, my neighbor is Anderson, I occupy a minor position in the British government, collect far too many jumpers and will die eating a considerable amount of jam. 

I marry Irene Adler, and we live in Afghanistan, and our neighbor is Molly Hooper. I work as a blogger, and i can say that the worst thing about me is I use too many nicotine patches, and I die of old age. (how dull!)

marrying jim

living at reichenbach falls WHYYYY

neighbour is sally

… . member of the homeless network. fuck.

i leave body parts around the flat (and yet i’m homeless what)

death by bullet wound.

I will marry Sherlock Holmes and we will live in (or near even) Reichenbach Falls. Mrs Turner’s married ones will be our neighbours. I work as a consulting detective and the worst thing about me is that I leave body parts around the flat. I will die because of Reichenback :(. 

So… I’m Sherlock Holmes and I married myself? Or I’m just the female Sherlock in every way shape and form. 

Marry Sherlock, I’ll live in 221C Baker Street, Mike Stamford is a neighbor. I’m a member of the homeless network, sometimes I don’t talk for days on end and I will die by being blown up.

Sounds exciting. 

I will marry John Watson, we will live at 221C Baker Street and Anthea is our neighbor. My occupation is a consulting detective, the worst thing about me is I always upset Mummy and I will die because I took the wrong pill. 

…….hm. I suppose this isn’t half bad. ouo 

I will marry Irene Adler, we will live at 22 Northumberland street, our neighbor is Sally Donovan. I work as a cabbie, the worst thing about me is I pickpocket people when they’re annoying and I will die by being blown up.

Pretty sure I’d get fired for pick-pocketing the annoying ones~

I’ll marry John Watson, we’ll live in 221b Baker Street, our neighbor is Mrs. Turner’s married ones. My job is a Landlady, Not a housekeeper. Worst thing about me is that I use too many nicotine patches. I die by being scared to death by a dog.

O.O At least I marry John. :3

I’ll marry Sherlock Holmes, and we’ll live in 221c Baker Street. Our neighbour is Anderson (MEHHHHHHH). My occupation is IT worker.

The worst thing about me is that sometimes I don’t talk for days on end and I die by being scared to death by a dog.

I’ll marry John Watson, and live at 22 Northumberland Street. We’re neighbors with Anderson (*groans*, there goes the IQ of the whole street) and I’m a Detective Inspector. I know shit about the solar system, and fuck, I jump off St. Barts and that’s how I die. Reichenbach. »

I’ll marry John Watson, we’ll live in 221c Baker Street, and our neighbor is Mrs. Turner’s married ones. My occupation is a blogger. Worst thing about me is that I don’t know a thing about the solar system. I die by taking the wrong pill.

(Source: breathingsboring)