#James Hathaway

[wildwildtarget]

LEWIS || The Great and the Good 

[wehaveallgotknives]

watching lewis itv is wild bc in a reversal of the stereotypical sherlock/watson dynamic, the main detective is a normie with good social skills and regular hobbies and it’s the sidekick who is an insane autistic bisexual failed catholic priest with childhood trauma.

[idcrrvh]

DS Hathaway: “Struggle with depression” would seem to imply that I am bad at being depressed when I am, in fact, very proficient at being depressed.

[greenapricot]

"Ah, well, you see, my sergeant's in a group. Apparently, it's world music with elements of jazz, rock and medieval madrigals."

(x)

[fanficrocks]

The only one with a head for heights?

Aka the problem with partners who are pedants with acrophobia

My apologies for not having noted the original source of these gifs. Lewis gifs from @jameshathaways. Possibly also the IM gifs - if you know a different source, please let me know in comments so I can credit the maker accordingly.

With thanks to @greenapricot for the info.

[backgroundnoisewithaview]

Who is the most unfortunate DS from The Unfortunate DS Club?

[patrice-bergerons]

While openly talking about one's feelings is a fate worse than death, bagmen still require validation on a semi-regular basis to be their best and brightest selves!

To make sure your bagman does not start believing himself to be abandoned by God while you are not looking, consider periodically affirming how much he means to you (pro tip: putting a car in between can help ensure you do not endanger your hard-won English repression in the process!)

[yellowmoya]

Lewis One For Sorrow

Lewis helping James connect with his Dad is making me cry!! I wish I could make gifs because this scene is sooo cute and sweet and joyful

Robbie showing James how to cast

Watching proudly as James casts his line

James voluntarily hugging his dad

all three of them excitedly snagging a rainbow trout

Robbie is the sweetest kindest man!!!

[existential-flu]

there's something so subtly gut-wrenching about Hathaway not being a pianist. a musician and a genius in Oxbridge but he never plays piano. and you're left to wonder if it's for the reason you hope it isn't.

[wellanthropologicallyspeaking]

i’m watching thru the entirety of lewis and playing this game rn called “take a shot everytime you see an actor in lewis who was also in endeavour”

[unofficialsherlockian]

Pink shirt James Hathaway staying up all night to try to help figure out a cold case all because Robbie Lewis felt something wasn’t right about it is my love language. The way Robbie looks at James when he hears him say that too. Soft

Whether you ship them or vibe with the very deep found family, father son relationship, this shit is great ;_;

[wildwildtarget]

Inspector Morse || The Dead of Jericho LEWIS || Allegory of Love

[tamsinbeybey-she-no-porcupine]

Every Lewis/Hathaway fanfic ever

I absolutely love it

[idcrrvh]

DS Hathaway, sighing while looking at some academician: Wow, he is so handsome.

DI Lewis: Don’t be upset, James. You’re handsome too.

DS Hathaway: I’m not jealous, Robbie. I’m gay.

[greenapricot]

James/Robbie and sleeping in pretty please if you are inspired 🥺🙏

And I was inspired! Thank you for this! It's been literally years since I wrote and posted a fic in less than a week and it feels very good to know I still can.

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This, whatever it is between them, is new. A soft, delicate thing that neither of them has dared define or even mention outside the bedroom, though it has been many weeks since Robbie spent a night alone. It isn’t love, not yet, but Robbie can feel his heart leaning in that direction. Leaning toward James every chance he gets, to the point where he’s had to stop himself reaching out at crime scenes twice this past week.

But now, right now, there is no need to hold back. He shifts closer, brushing his fingers across James’ bare shoulder, his collarbone, feather-light so as not to wake him. James stirs anyway, a light sleeper at the best of times, turning toward him but not opening his eyes. Robbie presses a kiss where his fingers have just been.

Saturday morning and they’re off rota, nowhere they need to be until Monday. They could spend the whole weekend in bed if they want, but James will get restless eventually. Go for a run or a row. If Robbie has a say, and he does more than not these days, he’d choose a row. He’ll follow James to the river, help him get the scull into the water, then take a leisurely walk down the way to get them coffees and a couple of croissants. If he times it right, he’ll be sitting on a bench with still-warm coffee for James when he glides back downriver.

Read the rest on Ao3

(Also, I'm still taking prompts. James/Robbie, Jimmy/Duncan, Roy/Jamie, Roy/Jamie/Keeley.)

[fanficrocks]

When a toerag got into the boss's head...

Complete with the purple socks for Pride month.

DS Hathaway: I'm not going watch you doing this to yourself, you know I'm not. There is nothing here about your wife. Let it go.

DI Lewis: How can I? It's in my head now.

And so, of course Hathaway stays back and helps Lewis look for what is not there.

Screencaps courtesy kissthemgoodbye.net.