consultingdetectiveofgallifrey:
i-was-so-alone-and-i-o-u-so-much:
I want to make your skin into a lampshade, John.WTF
I’m coming after you. I hope you’re a light sleeper. Have you changed your locks recently? Heard Sherlock is going to be out of town a while.
Homicidal Greg.
we were shipping sherlock/door just weeks before S2
i’m looking forward to the next year of mentally-damaged sherlockians
“ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME”
You’re walking down Baker Street. There’s no one around and your phone is dead. Out of the corner of your eye you spot him: “Greg Lestrade”. He’s following you, about 30 feet back, he gets down on all fours like the Hound of Baskerville—he’s gaining on you! GREG LESTRADE. You’re looking for 221b but you’re all turned around! He’s almost upon you now and you can see there’s BLOOD on his face! My Godtiss there’s blood everywhere! Running from your life from GREG LESTRADE. He’s brandishing a badge. It’s GREG LESTRADE. Lurking in Londooon. Detective Inspector GREG LESTRADE. Living in the shadows. GREG LESTRADE. Going on vacation. GREG LESTRADE. Finding all the bodddiiiiiiesss. Actual Psychopath GREG LESTRADE. Now it’s dark, and you’ve seen to have lost him. But you’ve hopelessly lost yourself. Stranded with a detective. You creep silently around St. Barts. Ah-Ha! In the distance, there’s 221b with it’s light on! JOHN! You move stealthily toward it. But DAMN YOUR LEG! Ahh! Moran blew it off! Getting a cane! Deduce deduce. Limping into the flat. Deduce deduce. Now you’re on the doorstep. Sitting inside is GREG LESTRADE. Playing on his phone. GREG LESTRADE. But he doesn’t hear you enter. GREG LESTRADE. You’re sneaking up behind himmm. Strangling Detective GREG LESTRADE. Fighting for your life with GREG LESTRADE. Using your cane on GREG LESTRADE. VATICAN CAMEOS! Safe at last from GREG LESTRADE. You limp back to Baker Street, blood oozing form your damn leg. But you’ve won. You have beaten GREG LESTRADE.
omfg^^
The owner of this blog can no longer breathe properly. If convenient, send help. If inconvenient, send help anyway.
If possible, do not send a now deranged psychopathic detective inspector, as that would only exacerbate the problem.
SHWETA, this is relevant.
OHMYGODSOBBINGYESYESYESSOMUCHGLARINGHERE
I actually choked and spazzed on the bed oh god
BBC Sherlock Genderswap → Stana Katic as Georgia Lestrade
[I CAN BLAME YOU BECAUSE IT WAS YOUR IDEA! MANY MANRY TEARS. I MISS YOU. GREG CANT TAKE THIS ICANT TAKE THIS *gross sobbing*][JAAAAAAYDEEEEN. I’m sorry, but I have to break your heart right here. It’s just too beautiful. Enjoy.]
((JUDE
JUDE WHAT ARE YOU DOING
JUDE I CAN’T TAKE THIS
I AM CRYING MANLY TEARS
JUDE PLEASE
BABY COME BACK YOU CAN BLAME IT ALL ON ME))
otp minimalist posters » Mycroft Holmes / Greg Lestrade {Sherlock BBC}
“You know in another life you’d have made an excellent criminal.”
“And you sir, an excellent police man.”
Jawn.
Jawn.
JAWN.
IT’S A MURDER
DO YOU UNDERSTAND?
MURDER
A MURDER
MURDER
Wat
good god
ADORABLE
(And, if the bottom panel is going to quickly…. “I’m a bloody good doctor! Lead the way Sherlock! Get a move on, Sherlock!”)
One of these people is telling a lie. Can you guess which one it is?
