Fanfics that need to be written: Sherlock/Pushing Daisies fusion.
The facts were these…Sherlock Holmes, a pie-maker, with the power to bring dead people back to life, solves murder mysteries with his alive-again childhood sweetheart, a cynical detective inspector, and a lovesick pathologist.
First touch, life. Second touch, dead … forever.
Sherlock: You can’t touch me.
John: So a kiss is out of the question?
Sherlock: I just lost my train of thought…
Is it really necessary to put your hands on your tiny, tiny waist like that, Cumberbatch?
Is it really necessary to put your fingers in your pants like that, Cumberbatch? You don’t have to point. Believe me, we all know where it is.
PARENT!LOCK WILL BE THE DEATH OF ME
This one is breaking my heart actually. Like father, like son.
oh, this is too precious.
“Why are you playing alone?”
“Dad’s making breakfast.”
“Erm, do you want me to play with you?”
“No, not really.”
“I could…why not?”
“You are a sore loser, father.”
“I am not a- I wouldn’t lose.”
“I would not!”
“Am I a sore loser?”
I DEMAND A FIC FOR THIS