The Story of A Girl who Watches Too Much Television and Rewrites Fiction with her Own Reality. Hijinks ensue.

 

osointricate:

When did my life start to revolve around people that are fictional?

woodforthetrees:

One of the best feelings in the world is sharing a book you loved with someone and having them love it, too. 

Mofftiss: You're fans. In fact, you're a fandom.

Sherlock Fandom: Yes.

Mofftiss: Dedicated?

Sherlock Fandom: Very dedicated.

Mofftiss: Seen a lot of new clips, then. Violent fangirling.

Sherlock Fandom: Yes.

Mofftiss: Bit of a trailer too, I bet.

Sherlock Fandom: Of course, yes, enough for a lifetime. Far too much.

Mofftiss: ...Wanna see some more?

Sherlock Fandom: OH GOD YES.

antiquers:

When I say “I will go down with this ship” I don’t mean “Watta fantastic ship, may all the good children be graced by its perfection”. I mean like I will go down with this ship. I will casually survey the damage when the show ends and I’ll see the characters get their endings and I’ll watch my fellow shippers board onto lifeboats and leave as my ship slowly, gracelessly sinks and I’ll go into the control room and grab the steering wheel. And, I’ll look into the sea and the waves that are the new shows will crash around me and I’ll cry softly. I’ll touch the splintering wood and whisper, we sailed for a good while, didn’t we? Thanks for everything. And, I will. Go down. With. This. Ship.