"Your aura of mystery has caught my interest. Can I be the Sherlock to your enigma?"

"Just like Sherlock from BBC, I've deduced that we're a perfect match."

"Are you a detective? Because I'd never leave you alone, I'd be like Sherlock Holmes on a caffeine spree!"

"Consider me your personal Sherlock, darling. Every mystery about you, just makes you more irresistible."

"Well, I can be the Sherlock to your pub crawl mystery, as long as there are no actual crimes... just lots of nachos!"

Are you an genius sociopathic detective?

Because I’d like to be sherlocked in your arms all night

I would share my ‘herbal soothers’ with you.

A headphones-wearing bison isn’t the only thing I’d like up against my wall.

Are you a train car in Sumatra? Because you are the bomb.

Are you frequenting cafes? Because you are smoking.

Are you Greg Lestrade? Because you look like a DI… A Dishy Individual.

Are you one of John’s jumpers? Because you look so cozy and unique.

Being without you hurts worse than reading Alone On the Water."

Being without you is worse than going to a matinee of Les Mis with my parents."

Can I touch your Belstaff?

Chicks dig scars, eh? Well, just call me Major Sholto.

Do you want to see some More-iarty of me?

Don’t hate the dragon slayer. Hate the game.

Forget the crime scene… The only body I want to be checking out is yours.

Hey girl, I deleted the solar system to make room for important things... like you.

I bet you can make me scream… and I don’t mean like Claudette Bruhl.

I calculate that there are thirteen possibilities once I invite you into my bedroom.

I always hear ‘s**... my face’ when you’re speaking, but it’s usually subtext.

I don’t need Anderson’s Reichenbach theory to show you how hypnotizing I can be.

I fell for you harder than Rupert Graves in the gag reel.

I guess people can stop calling me The Ice Man, because you’ve melted my heart.

I heard you like a man in uniform, so I keep mine on even when it tries to kill me.

I heard you want the D… and I’m not talking about deductions.

I know you’re not some character from Lord of the Rings, because I honestly care what you think.

I see you frequent Speedy’s Cafe… You must like some Sherlock inside of you.

I think about Redbeard when I want to calm down, but I think about you when I want to get excited.

I think you’re 221-beautiful.

I think you’re cooler than the head in our fridge.

I want to have more meetings with you than Magnussen had with the prime minister.

I want to Lestraddle you.

I want you Anderneath me.

I want you wrapped around me more tightly than my purple shirt.

I wish I was Irene’s phone just so I could get into your cleavage.

I would disguise myself as a French waiter to stop you from proposing to someone else.

I would let you call me Myc.

I would love you even if you canonically did not exist yet.

I would love you even if you made post-mortem jokes about my hip.

I would love you even if you messed up my sock index.

I would never tell you to f-cough.

I would propose to you even if I didn’t need to break into your boss’s office.

I would solve a skip code and steal a motorcycle for you.

I would spend the night at your place even if it was a scuzz dump.

I would turn back your watch during your friend’s fake suicide just to spend more time with you.

I.O.U. a fall… into my bed.

I’d help you hunt down a hound even if I was on holiday.

I’d let you stay in my bedroom even if you didn’t need the space.

I’d love to get mail from you, even if it was just an envelope full of bread crumbs.

I’d rather look at you than Sherlock’s crime scene photos.

I’d watch Glee for you.

I’ll be your goldfish if you’ll be my division.

I’ll walk your dog… Even if you don’t have one.

I’m a fan of yours— type B, that is.

I’m going to write you a love letter… I don’t have to prove it; I just have to print it.

I’m like Anderson’s beard… I’ll grow on you.

I’m not very good at expressing my feelings, so please understand what I mean when I say that my name is actually a girl’s name.

I’m not your housekeeper. The only thing of yours I want to keep is your love.

If I had only a minute and twenty-nine seconds left to live, I’d want to spend that time with you.

If I was looking for a friend in a drug den, I wouldn’t just be browsing— I’d be looking for you.

If you be my goldfish, I promise to keep you plenty wet.

If you got away from me, I’d be so upset, I’d start kicking a tire.

If you left me, I’d do anything to get you Reichen-back.

If you think Sherlock’s a freak, just wait until you see me in the bedroom.