I’m An Introvert Until Someone Starts Talking About The Moon Or My Favorite Books.

Touch Starved

Pairing: Sherlock x Reader

Summary: It’s taken you a while to realise. But Sherlock Holmes is a very touch starved man.

Word Count: 800

Warnings: none, just fluff and soft Sherlock

a/n: It’s been a while since I’ve written for Sherlock and I think it’s about time I go back to my roots :)

You hadn’t noticed it before now.

You hadn’t noticed when his fingers would drag across your palm when you released his hand, almost as if he were hesitant to let you go. You hadn’t noticed when his hold on you tightened and your shirt bunched in his fists each time he had his arms around you. You hadn’t noticed when his eyes softened and slid shut when your hand fondly made its way through his hair.

But now, as you lay together in the quaint living room of 221B it was clear as day. You suddenly couldn’t believe you hadn’t noticed it before. Sherlock Holmes was touch starved.

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sometimes do you ever just want to

“I don’t want you to save me. I want you to stand by my side as I save myself.”

— Unknown

Its even a palindrome when you write it like 22022022

Tomorrow is the legendary twosday - 220222

Cop: sit on that chair, this is an interrogation

Sigyn, whispering: deny everything

Loki confidently: that isn’t a chair

I need boy advice help!

kill him

i’m surviving solely on day dreams and fantasies at this point

once again, our lives are in the hands of our beloved lord and savior Taiki Waititi

Marc could hit me with a car and I’d apologise to him

Steven could be driving a car, and I’d throw myself in front of it to make him apologise to me

the sluttiest thing we both can do is dress up in black formals and makeout aggressively