1. Gather up all of your wide-eyed, keening “concern” about maintaining the integrity of Doyle’s canon, the primacy of mystery above character development, your agony over the untouchable golden friendship between Sherlock and John with regard to Mary’s (and the baby’s) presence. Cradle it very tenderly in your arms.
2. Then pack it into a shiny box labelled Excuses for Stanky Misogynistic Bullshit, bury it in the ground, and fuck way the fuck off out to sea and drown.
Animals getting help from people.
OMG I’m literally bawling my eyes out.
I don’t know what made it worse. The piggie, the squirrel.
no, the mama cat. ughhhhg.
An Edit a Day ⚜ Benedict Cumberbatch ⚜ [260/?]