Re-reblogging this because *whimper*

I officially want a Sherlock noir AU.  Somebody make me one.  And I want John to be like this, wide-eyed and vulnerable, worn and world-weary and kind of tiredly sweet, until you cross him or piss him off and then he will erase you because he has dealt with enough crap in his life, he is not going to put up with yours.

Sherlock, meanwhile, keeps trying to get an inner monologue going, but it’s always derailed by tirades about the stupidity of humanity or by interesting crud he’s just spotted and started deducing about.

Lestrade, though?  Oh.  He’s got the gritty monologue down.

OMG.  It would be so cool if Lestrade turned out to be the central character.