imtooticky:

imtooticky:

loudest-subtext-in-television:

John is the perfect spouse for Sherlock just by merit of how he acts toward Mycroft. Like, he has a baseline of respect even though Mycroft isn’t pleasant. He’s all “lol Mycroft sucks, what a loser” with Sherlock. He’s willing to work with Mycroft to protect Sherlock if need be. He has no qualms about going off on Mycroft when Mycroft deserves it, etc.

A++ 💯👏🙌

“You phoned him?

“Of COURSE I bloody phoned him!!”

I’m reblogging my own reblog, because the more I think about this, the more I delight in that single line of dialogue. (Well, and OK, the “danger night” line was equally weighty.)

How FABULOUS that the creators let us know that John called Mycroft behind Sherlock’s back. How wonderful that we can rightly imagine a world where John and Mycroft have come to some sort of uneasy collusion based on their mutual love of Sherlock.

What was that crazy first time John called Mycroft, or Mycroft called John? Not for government business or case business but simply to check up on Sherlock’s well-being? What kind of slightly creeped-out but also warm and secure feeling did each of them have, when they realized the other could be counted on, 100%, to do what is best for Sherlock? How, in the battle to Preserve the Greatness of Sherlock Holmes, they were the front line?

“Have you seen your brother’s address book lately? Two names. Yours. And mine.”