theoreticallytrue reblogged
I love those retirement fics that are just holmes getting gradually more chill with age while watson craves even more adventures and mysteries since they moved out of London
watson, in his mid 70s, barging into their cottage's living room: THERE'S BEEN A ROBBERY AT THE VILLAGE GET OFF YOUR ARSE WE ARE GOING TO INSPECT THIS CRIME SCENE
holmes, likewise in his 70s, third time this happens in a week, folding his newspaper across his lap: watson. john. old man. my dearest. my darling and beloved. light of my day and love of my life: calm yo tits.