#JohnLock

[tomthefanboy]

Star Trek tried to tell them!

every time i see someone call kirk and spock the oldest ship, i'm filled with the urge to go "hmm actually the holmes and watson girlies have been here for a hundred years now", and i refrain because i know the natural conclusion of this game is gilgamesh and enkidu

[anotherwellkeptsecret]

Just a Kiss: 32

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Fic written by emmagrant01, which you can read here. This 5+1 fic does have a NSFW ending, which will be limited to Patreon. But the comic and fic itself can be enjoyed in its SFW version which will be posted in full on Tumblr and Twitter. $1 Patrons will be a page ahead and all other patrons will be two pages ahead. This comic will update Tuesdays and Thursdays. Please enjoy!

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[calaisreno]

WIP Wednesday: When We Were Young

Coming soon!

Excerpt:

He’s in a coffee shop, standing in line, idly listening to the news channel that’s playing. … The self-titled consulting detective has been investigating the art crime simply as a hobby, and yet he was able to follow the trail that led him to the famous work — a trail that Scotland Yard missed completely. Sherlock Holmes of Baker Street has gained a cult following… Startling, he looks up at the screen and sees a familiar face. A name he hasn’t heard for years. The banner at the bottom of the screen reads: Hero of the Reichenbach. He’s thought of Sherlock Holmes often. They knew one another for just one term, though, and lost touch after that. That was something that happened when you were seventeen, he’s decided. He pays for his coffee and goes on to the hospital. On the way inside, he grabs a newspaper from one of the boxes in the lobby. Scrubs on, he sits in the locker room, sipping his coffee and reading the article. Sherlock Holmes, Hero of the Reichenbach. It’s not as if he will ever forget the first boy he kissed.

I'm also writing a paraquel (concurrent story, Sherlock's POV) which I'll post directly after.

[lisbeth-kk]

Sherlock fandom.

Lacking Data

Collecting data and seeking insight in everything significant to his work, has always been Sherlock’s highest priority. And he’s been quite successful in his endeavours too. But when it came to personal matters regarding himself and romanticism, he declared defeat. Which he didn’t bother to linger on. Until one day, when he met a man, most people thought of as ordinary, even boring.

Sherlock encountered Mike Stamford one of the last days of January. When Mike asked how he’d been, Sherlock told him he was searching for someone.

“Dead or alive?” Mike asked with a grin.

Sherlock rolled his eyes exasperated.

“I could use a flatmate. Preferably a living one,” he retorted dryly. “But…”

He trailed off, and Mike prompted him to complete the sentence.

“As you know, I’m no easy man to be around. I can’t think of anyone wanting to share quarters with me.”

“Oh, don’t say that, Sherlock. I’m sure there’s someone out there that match your criteria,” the doctor assured him.

Sherlock just scoffed and turned back to the microscope.

***

The experiment proved to be fruitless, so he sent Molly to get him coffee. When the door opened, far too soon for it to be her, Sherlock startled. He was not prepared to see Mike again, but what made the detective almost lose it, was the man Mike brought with him.

Ex-military. Doctor. Psychosomatic limp. Deployed somewhere warm.

Slowly, Sherlock approached Mike’s old friend from medical school, John Watson.

His face was open, trusting. He didn’t hesitate when Sherlock said he needed a phone, which he really didn’t.

“Here. Take mine.”

“Afghanistan or Iraq?”

Sherlock didn’t need to seek insight. All of it was clear as day to him. Served on a silver plate. The phone told him the rest of the story. 

Granted, he’d been wrong about Harry, which John told him about the day after.

“There’s always something,” Sherlock muttered under his breath.

John just looked puzzled, but mostly awestruck. Not one word of mockery, distaste, or anger. Just: Amazing. Extraordinary. Brilliant.

When Sherlock told him what people normally said when he deduced them to shreds, John frowned and clenched his fist, the one not holding his cane.

It seemed like he was ready to punch the people who told Sherlock to piss off.

“Where have you been all my life?” he wanted to ask the remarkable man, but Sherlock was too afraid, so he stayed aloof, playing the sociopath he claimed to be.

***

Despite Angelo’s rather boisterous appearance, Sherlock always felt a calmness fall over him when he was around the man. He wanted to show John off to his Italian friend, and simultaneously letting John see a different side of Sherlock. It was a risk to let his guard down, but if his calculations were correct, the outcome would be glorious.

So, instead of biting John’s head off when he subtlety asked about Sherlock’s romantic preferences, he answered truthfully.

“Yes, John. I am unattached. Just like you.”

Sherlock couldn’t take his eyes off John’s tongue. It wet his lips continuously during the meal, and Sherlock wanted to taste it. The lack of data of how it would feel to kiss John and to be invaded by that rosy piece of flesh, almost drove the great detective mad. 

***

The chase through the city had never been so intoxicating and thrilling. John was right behind him, his cane safely taken care of by Angelo.

“Welcome to London.”

The American passenger in the taxi couldn’t believe the politeness of the British police, and Sherlock felt dizzy just listening to John’s incredulous laughter at the insane encounter.

They were breathless and giddy when they locked the black door of 221 Baker Street behind them.

“That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever done!”

“And you invaded Afghanistan.”

A knock on the door. Sherlock gestured for John to open.

“It’s for you.”

John’s astounded look when he returned with his cane, brought by Angelo, made Sherlock’s stomach do a somersault.

“How?” John said and shook his head in disbelief.

He leant the cane on the wall and approached Sherlock carefully. When he stood toe-to-toe with him, John took a hold of Sherlock’s upper arms.

“You,” he said softly. “Do you even know what you’ve done to me, for me? How am I ever going to repay you, thanking you for letting the sun into my life again? For making me want to live.”

Sherlock just stared down at John, unable to grasp what he meant. He’d done nothing out of the ordinary. Well, to be fair, the idea of visiting Angelo’s had been a whim. Not at all planned beforehand. He was a bit perplexed that something impulsive could make such an impact. 

When Sherlock asked about that, after their fifteenth kiss, John told him he was wrong.

“It wasn’t dinner, Sherlock. I’ve been in that situation lots of times. It was the chase that made me feel alive and useful. Not that dinner wasn’t lovely, because it absolutely was, but it seems that running after you is one of those things I’m suddenly addicted to. Just as that sinful mouth of yours.”

And with that, their sixteenth kiss was a fact.

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[heliopolis-in-a-day]

i rewatch bbc Sherlock every during fall (5th year now) and the way I can recite this from memory completely unprompted at any time...

you don’t have a girlfriend then🙋❓💁🏼‍♀️ no ❌ not really my area 🗺️🚫 oh right 👀🤨 do you have a boyfriend 🏳️‍🌈👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏳️‍🌈👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏳️‍🌈👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓❓ which is fine by the way ✅✅✅🙂‍↕️✅🌈❤️ i know it’s fine 🤨😶🫢🫥 🫠👀😶🧍🧍so you’ve got a boyfriend then ✅👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨 no ❌🙅 right ➡️ okay 👌🏻 you’re unattached 🫵🏻❌💍 like me 🥰😅👀🫥 good 🙂‍↕️👌🏻

[holmosexualitea]

I'm a fool; I'm just a man If I only could hold you again... - "Wait by the River", Lord Huron

[el-ffej]

That cartoon from the Annotated Sherlock Holmes that you posted last January seems appropriate:

things one must draw in order to cope when one is reading the Final Problem

[thief-of-eggs]

Sorry but for some reason, my head sees queer platonic relationships as even more intensely connected than sexual/romantic relationships.

Like queer platonic feels like the EMBODIMENT of “soulmates” to me. Maybe it’s because you are truly so connected to someone else’s heart, without sex and romance to tie you together, to blind you to their flaws- and yet you decide to entangle yourself with them anyway.

It’s like the purest form of love, I think. Nothing holds you together, except for that incessant little nagging in your soul. You could live your life perfectly fine without them- they are not your spouse, they are not the parent of your child, they are not the one giving you sexual relief or romantic attention. Yet you yearn to remain with them, to spend your days with them at your side.

Idk about you guys, but that sounds like a soulmate to me.

[ignorxnus]

wasn’t gonna drink tonight but im missing johnlock like a mf

[meandhisjohn]

JW: " Seriously? Sherlock, we need a location, tuxedos, and invitations, and you think cake samples are important now?

SH: " John, cake is essential and an integral part of a wedding. Therefore, we need to do this right now!"

JW: " Alright, Love, at least you're eating, so let's do this."

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[221bighearted]

ok, but can we talk about how Sherlock could easily spot an adulterer yet either didn't notice or didn't want to notice that John was cheating on Mary

[lisbeth-kk]

WIP Wednesday Polychromatic Wrapping

My December fic is just around the corner. Each chapter is wrapped in different colours, so to speak, hence the title. It’s literally bits and bobs of Sherlock’s and John’s past and present lives, with some new funfacts to boot.

Some teasers for you: a trip abroad - a challenge between brothers - a place called Malta (not the country) - nature shows its beauty and ferocity - they are so in love.

The prompts I’ve used are from the blog @fluff-cember

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[calaisreno]

💕💕💕

A FTH gift for @thegildedbee by helloliriels

'London really does look different from up here.'

36 Views of London

A patchwork image of John & Sherlock’s London, as seen through their eyes. This is Plot Without Plot (which I'm told is 'the good stuff') 😎😋📸. Meant to be taken in bite-size chunks, as such, I will be releasing one daily. It is a fully finished fic. I hope you enjoy!

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[lyxj]

Hello podlock nation i offer you art

[skltart]

on their way home to mariana