writemeastoryofsolitude:

[holds on to sanity by her fingertips]

Okay but Sherlock’s face is indescribably painful here, he remembered this stupid comment for years, YEARS, and John only said it to be an arse, he was incandescently jealous at the idea of Sherlock the self-proclaimed “high functioning sociopath” deciding to make an exception for Irene and wanted to make things awkward, wanted to remind them he was right there, in the room with them, thanks, hey clearly you two are made for each other, why don’t you just fuckin make a baby while you’re at it, name it after the middle name I hate and remember me fondly, idgaf

And Sherlock remembers this and thinks it’s funny because John hates his name and he clearly couldn’t stand Irene and god if only he hadn’t been so SLOW to realize what it meant

So here Sherlock is, prepared to leave forever and would hope for John to not forget him after he is gone, and he hates his name so much that he goes by his middle name, isn’t that funny John? Only not so funny is that you really are married to someone else, but hey, go ahead and name the baby you actually did make after the middle name I love and remember me fondly, you’re likely the only one who will

Ah hahahahaHA, fuck this show, fuck it, just fuck it, this is fucking me up so bad I CANT TAKE MUCH MORE OF THIS