Back from a week of camping
Sits down to see what I missed
Collapses under the sheer volume of SDCC gold
(Now all I need to do is find all the goodies whilst avoiding spoilers… I really hate spoilers.)
someday i want someone to look at me the same way mark ruffalo looks at paul rudd
There’s nothing I find funnier on Sherlock than the fact that Anderson imagines Sherlock as being this suave, sexy, cool bamf who catwalks around kissing girls. When in reality he’s an adorable little gay sweetheart who folds napkins, blows things up by mistake, flails around, and glues pictures of John’s head to things.