The Trouble With Shipping

Hey love, I know you're super busy right now, but we need to talk.

I keep, like, reading all this stuff? About you and god knows who else. Like being "together". 

Yeah, seriously! Like, together together!

Weird, right? And I mean, it's not just you and John. It's John and Moriarty, it's Moriarty and you...

Well, really, it's just everyone plus everyone. It's a total free for all! And I find it very confusing. 

Okay, it's not the first time a man I desperately love has fallen for someone else. Or gotten funky on the weekend.

Buuuuuuut I'm just really hoping that it is just a rumor, or some kind of silliness...unless of course that kind of thing IS your bag, baby. 

Cos if it is? I guess I'll just have to get used to it. Which I will. (Since you super foyyyyyyyyn.) 

(And honestly you ain't the first kinky hombre to pirouette through my back door!)

Oh Patrick

Listen Patrick, I know you've been hearing some rumors...... 

You are NOT being replaced!

No, baby, no!  Why would I ever do that?  You are buff and sexy and.....

And have really great hair!

Oh god, the dancing!!!!!

So, what I'm saying Patrick, is this..... 

Patrick.  This is Benedict.

Yes, he is British.

He's a ginger.

He's quite goofy and seems adorable.

He does NOT have your dancing skills.

I will always love you, but as I can't dance with you till I pass through to Valhalla..... 

I choose to spread my love around in this universe.  Specifically in the UK.

Sherlock's magazine

Awwwww....  I heard you were sick, love.  I hope you are feeling better.

I have something that might cheer you up.

I'm on the cover of a magazine!!

Now you can take me with you wherever you go.

Not that I'm not always in your pocket, I just get so disheveled that way....

In case you confuse Loki and Cap't Jack

This is Tom Hiddleston

This is John Barrowman

Tom

John

Tom

John

Tom (with Benedict)

John

Brooke's Boyfriend

Good morning love.  I hope that you slept well.

I already shoveled the driveway so I let you sleep in some.

I made you some breakfast.

But thought I could play for you while you have your coffee.

Thought we could go to the art museum.

Later we could go out dancing.

Or we could stay right here, 

And work on our Comic-Con outfits.

Katie's Khal Drogo Saga

Good Morning Darling.  I've already mowed the lawn, did the dishes, took out the trash, and washed the cat.  

Damn babe, I must say, I love all the jewelry you make for me.  You have some real talent.

I need to finish a chapter of my novel.....

and then we can hit the beach.

I'm sure you want to go out later, but I need help with my outfit..... 

Kilt?

Or casual?

Or just a bit dressy?

Or just go in costume?

Aw, fuck em!!!!!  I wear what I want!!!

Oh, and this is happening later.....