skulls-and-tea:

tonnaree:

potologie:

sherlock fandom gothic is like

• It’s summer. Sherlock is not airing. It’s winter. Sherlock is not airing. They say it aired once. You do not remember.
  
• You see other shows putting out seasons. First one and then two. You are afraid. Why is everything moving so fast. Shows aren’t supposed to air this quickly, you think. Time is frightening.
  
• They say they’re filming a special. The special doesn’t exist. They start filming a special. The special doesn’t exist. You’re watching the special. The special doesn’t exist.
  
• Several times a year Steven Moffat says that Sherlock is not gay. Sherlock is not straight, he adds. He’s not asexual, he insists. His choices are that of someone who is repressed, not uninterested. He laughs. Sherlock is not gay, Steven Moffat says.
  
• You love Stephen Thompson with your whole being. You know him. You trust him with secrets you’ve never said out loud. You believe in his existence despite all evidence to the contrary.
  
• You hear someone from the cast and crew spoke real words to an interviewer.  Everyone is screaming, screaming. You do not know why but you are filled with fear.

This who we are.

This is what we do.

this is how we live