Cool Cat is Cool.
This is a BBC Sherlock Fandom blog, with the rare occasional deviation from the norm with other Sherlock adaptations, other fandoms, and my own life.
...but its mostly just Sherlock. On occasion, I post art too. very rarely but you can still check it out through the #my art tag. If you really want to check out my art, I post it more frequently on my deviantart of the same name (Dacoolcat) where I post Sherlock fanart, chibis and comics. Feel free to browse or ask questions or check out my deviantart :) Oh, and read the tags, because if you don't you will miss about half the things I say .{ wear }
I think I’m doing a Harry/Sherlock RP….
IDK if I like or not….
I’m going to keep going.
See if it warms up on me.
nevercouldgetthehangofthursdays:
Interviewer: Who are you hoping to rub shoulders with tonight?
aka Joseph Gilgun and his continuing adoration of Andrew Scott
Joseph Gilgun is me
Joseph Gilgun is tumblr.
Because everything mildly involving the Sherlock cast becomes Sherlock….
So he could totally be a Moriarty fanboy who saw the news after the trial. A really creepy fanboy of serial killers.
….or maybe Sebastian.
Or maybe both….
He did say he seemed frightened. “I aggressively pursued his friendship”
Oh my. I have a new idea for Sebby.
I mean, we always see him as cool and aloof and dealing with Jim’s constant shit. What if instead, Sebastian was actually an obsessive rabid fanboy. The psychotic fan of a crime lord’s work. Worshiping and tracking each of Jim’s successes. His obsession and amazing tracking and killing abilities is what lead him to find Jim.
One of the few people who can track and possibly corner and kill Jim, so naturally, he’d be frightened.
And yet, the man wants his autograph and to protect him from all harm.
Why would Jim say no to a fantastically loyal and incredible sniper who killed several people just to meet him?
(via itsacrimescene)
Now I’m addicted to Draw Something
I’m ArmyDoctor so challenge me!
And draw with me, because the people who I get on random just keep writing the words D:
EDIT: I SHIT YOU NOT, THE OTHER PERSON JUST GOT BEEGEES AND THEY JUST DREW A BEE +GEES. I AM SO SAD.
I NEED SOMEONE FROM THE FANDOM HERE.
NOW.

(Source: alejandrodkooks, via doctor-wholmes)
(Source: bbutterfield)
Douglas lowered his cup in a smug smile. “Oh dear me, is this real? Is the great Captain Creiff falling for his even greater First Officer?” He leaned over the table with a low hearty chuckle.
“You’re married,” Martin blushed. “I’m not falling for you! I just… um… we have to go now! Come on!” He moved towards the door. “Please?”
“Ah HA! Your first response was not denial but an excuse, so there IS something there!” Douglas grabbed his keys and leaned on the front door. “Fine, deny it. But before we go, I want to use one of those favors.”
“What?” Martin snapped, nervousness stretching his nerves.
He closed the space between him and Martin. He looked down and placed a hand on his cheek. “You can deny, but I want to try something first.”
“Okay,” Martin said, hesitantly.
He leaned down and placed his lips on Martin’s. His hand slipped down to his neck.
Martin leaned in for a moment, smiling, forgetting himself. He quickly remembered, stepping back, “…Douglas… you’re married. And I’m supposed to be straight…”
“We’ll she’s cheating on me and clearly doesn’t love me more than a friend.” Douglas had a sneaky smile. “And after how that kiss felt, I would say you weren’t. That was at least the kiss of a mildly bisexual man.”
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Picture isn’t 100% accurate to the RP, BUT WHO CARES! MORE DOUGLAS/MARTIN FLUFF! HUZZAH!
Martin woke in the morning, stretching and yawning. He looked over at Douglas.
Douglas fell asleep on the sofa with him, but mostly on top of him, one of his arms wrapped around Martin’s leg and his head rested on Martin’s knee.
Martin smirked at the position and ruffled Douglas’s hair, “Good morning.”
“Huuu?” Douglas slightly lifted his head, but in his grogginess, plopped it back down on his knee. “5 more minutes….”
Martin wiggled his legs, “Come on, up!” He grinned at the sleepy Douglas. He was adorable when he was out of it. Martin could feel the headache creeping in on him. He needed to take his plethora of medication before the symptoms got too bad. “Douglas! Up, Sleepy-Head!”
Martin shaking his leg caused Douglas to fall between them. Being in no state to even recognize up from down, he nuzzled into the blanket and Martin’s chest. “5 minutes, Dear.”
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Oh lookie, more from that RP! I really really like this RP :D And there will be more and more.
“Douglas heard the coffee beep to tell that it was ready. He got up with more coordination than before and poured out two cups. He handed one to Martin and kissed him on the forehead out of pure habit of morning routine with his wife. He sat back down at the table. It took his brain a few seconds to catch up with his actions.”
Herp derp. More from that RP I was talking about. Douglas is groggy in the mornings. :)
I was doing a lovely RP thats still going on in which Martin’s van broke down, has no money and found out he has a tumor and can’t fly planes. Douglas feels sorry for him and offers for him to stay for the night and to drive him to chemo in the morning. So I drew a part of it where Martin falls asleep on the couch.
I’m drawing more from this RP so there will be more Douglas/Martin :D Don’t worry Sherlockians/Johnlock Shippers, I can balance more than one ship at a time.
(What is this ship even called? Douglin? Martas? does it have a name? I think it needs a name.)
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In other news, I am extremely tired of working on my Dark detective thing for tonight, which means you will be seeing the last 2 parts released tomorrow.
I have most of it done, I’m just tired and need to get to bed now. That and I’ve got the last 5 pictures that I have no idea what to draw and I am brain dead right now and my drawings are coming out crappy.
darn it omegle
stop being a poop and let me continue my cabin pressure RP.
(Clickie link for better size: http://dacoolcat.deviantart.com/art/The-Dark-Detective-Part-1-of-4-301492402)
HOLY SHIT IS THIS GOING TO BE LONG.
This is only part 1 and I got 3 more parts to finish before the end of today to submit it to the Watson fanclub on DA for their Watson!AU competition. Yes, this is a Dark Knight esque Masked Vigilante Superhero Watson!AU
Keep in mind this is only part of my entry and I am posting them as I finish each part tonight.
I will probably be working till midnight.
But I’ll keep ya’ll posted.
And author notes about the actual fic comic like story thing will be held till the end. Because I don’t want to spoil anything.
(via imgTumble)therearemorethanfoursidestome:
whoever included 221b in this deserves a hug
THE DOOR THAT SAYS PULL TO OPEN YOU FUCKING TWAT
the bubble wrap room to put Rory in when he sleeps so he won’t die at night.
THE ROOM WHERE THE DOCTOR SITS TO TRY TO UNDERSTAND WHAT HAPPENED IN SERIES 6.
EWOEFJWEIOFJOIWEJF. OKAY. Okay. I’m good now. I’m good.
NO I’M NOT BECAUSE
THE MASTER IS SECRETLY TIED UP IN HERE
Is it weird that the first thing that popped in my head was Annie?
Doctor: The swimming pool is to the left
Rory: Inside the TARDIS? Oh boy!
Amy: I think I’m gonna like it here!
(Source: the-eleventh-blog, via blackjackinmypants)

