Shoutout to those who aren’t writers or artists

randomslasher:

cullenstairshenanigans:

That’s all those of you who don’t produce drawings or comics,
fics or drabbles.

All of you who just reblog,
only comment, don’t do anything but look and read.

This one’s for you.

Because you’re the likers, the sharers, the taggers, the
ask-senders. The reviewers, the praise-givers, the supporters, the flailers.
The response, the feedback, the reward for all that hard work. Sometimes the
difference between giving up and continuing.

You’re the cornerstone, the heart and soul of this
community. It wouldn’t exist without you. Please don’t ever ever think
otherwise. Please don’t ever think you shouldn’t talk to the creators whose
stuff you enjoy.

And please let me say this:

Thank you for being awesome.

PREACH THIS LOUD AND CLEAR, CONTENT CREATORS WOULD NOT BE WHO WE WERE IF IT WEREN’T FOR SUPPORTERS AND I LOVE ALL OF YOU SO MUCH. YOUR COMMENTS, TAGS, LIKES, REBLOGS, AND ASKS MAKE MY DAY. 

Jawn’s lost weight. It’s hard to notice when you see him everyday, but Mycroft’s been away settling foreign affairs and the tot is shockingly easy to pick up all of a sudden.

squeakpigsrevenge:

sadieandmo:

Sadie:

“Gregory.”

“I know that tone. What am I being blamed for this time?”

“For not feeding the children, obviously.”

“Hey, they both ate plenty, trust me.”

“Not just sweets, Gregory. They need real meals.”

“They both ate their weight in mac and cheese just last night.”

“Ma’g n’ sh’eese,” Jawn agreed.

Sadie:

“Then why has he lost weight?!”

“His nappies are half a stone each change! Wha’da you expect?!”

HEY!

“Indoor voice, Jawn.”

Imagine…

Sadie:

Sherlock and Greg at a crime scene; Sherlock goes to pick something up and before Greg can think he goes “What’cha got there, muffin?” and everyone freezes while Sherlock slowly turns and glares at him with pure thunder in his eyes and Greg is just:

“…Mistakes have been made.”