Inside Me Are Two Wolves. One With The Idea That Every Sherlock Adaptation Is A Different Universe And

Inside me are two wolves. One with the idea that every Sherlock adaptation is a different universe and they all live happily with their Watson. Another where each adaptation is effectively a reboot and while all Sherlocks have their Watsons, they also lose them.

I've been thinking about Wade being all scar tissue. He must be really sensitive like. Ouch. He must live a very very painful existence

Sherlock, after using his deductive powers to piss someone who was flirting with John off: Sorry, I'm just a catty bitch when I'm jealous :}

There is a universe where Sherlock and Watson openly love each other but, very regrettably, it is not ours. Cowards.

I just want to share this hilarious snippet from my Watsolmes fic.

"Why, while everything changed around him, did he have memories of all these different versions of himself? It was like imposter syndrome on heavy steroids."

I have peaked. I can't top this ever. Every WIP I abandoned led to this.

What if I told yall CGI isn't some monster? It's actually art, much like practical effects. Companies just don't pay vfx artists enough