#Johnlock Fic

[topsyturvy-turtely]

Blood Tracks and Love Attacks

turtely's FTH fic for @lostinsherlock44

summary:

Six people enter a chairlift at the bottom of the mountain. Only five arrive at the top. All of them are dead.

Sherlock and John have to solve the case and promptly go on a skiing vacation in Austria. While the case turns out to have an easy if brutal solution, the matter of the hearts and feelings for each other seems only to complicate...

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2/5 or 6 chapters... the rest will be uploaded tomorrow!

tags under the cut!

tag list! (tell me if you wanna be added or removed please 💚) @justanobsessedpan @helloliriels @catlock-holmes @fluffbyday-smutbynight @inevitably-johnlocked @hisfavouritejumper @rhasima @forfucksakejohn @ohlooktheresabee @turbulenttrouble @so-youre-unattached-like-me @totallysilvergirl @peanitbear @train-mossman @loki-lock @smulderscobie @timberva @grace-in-the-wilderness @chinike @jawnn-watson @whatnext2020 @escapingthereality @missdeliadili @kettykika78 @musingsofmyown @7-percent @speedymoviesbyscience @astudyin221b @francj15 @ladylindaaa @we-r-loonies @mxster-jocale @sherlockcorner @noahspector @our-stars-graveside @jobooksncoffee @baker-street-blog @macgyvershe @myladylyssa @battledress @a-victorian-girl @dreamerofthemeadow @oetkb12 @ohnoesnotagain @mutedsilence @jawnscoffee @raenchaosandcozyadashofmurder @lisbeth-kk @quickslvxrr @compact-and-beautiful

[chriscalledmesweetie]

Feel-Good Fluff

In case anyone needs this, for reasons:

If You Give Sherlock a Biscuit

If You Give John a Jumper

John is NOT the Little Red Hen

The Three Holmes-Watsons Gruff

Midnight Becomes You

The Story

Biscuits

Do You Want to Know a Secret?

Every Song Reminds Me of You

Wizard of Paws

Goodnight Sherlock, Goodnight John

[ohwhataniight]

“Flying machines; these, er, telephone contraptions ... What sort of lunatic fantasy is that?”

“It was simply my conjecture of what a future world might look like, and how you and I might fit inside it.”

Watson nods, and Holmes stands up. “You and I, in such a world, perhaps we would not be so misplaced. So... queer. Maybe we would belong, us. Might I even say we could be accepted.” With a long stride he eliminates the distance between the two armchairs.

Watson stands up as well, lips pursed into a thin line, brow furrowed, and he starts fumbling with Holmes’ cravat. “Are you sure it’s still just a seven percent solution that you take? I think you may have increased the dosage.”

Holmes shrugs his shoulders, his breath of cigars and tea falling softly on Watson’s face. “Perhaps I was being a little fanciful ...” he whispers pensievely.

Watson reaches for the nape of Holmes’ neck and pulls his head lower to capture his lips in a yearning kiss. “Our love needs not a name,” he whispers around their shared breath, hands cupping Holmes’ head, thumbs tracing soft circles on his cheekbones. “It is ours, it needs no recognition, no acceptance.”

Holmes’ long fingers are between them, fumbling deftly with the buttons on Watson’s waistcoat. “Perhaps... perhaps you are right, my dear Watson. But perhaps such thing might come to pass. In some distant future, you could be free to love me, with no shame or remorse.”

“My sentiments are not shackled. I love you here, now.” Watson lowers his hands to capture Holmes’ wrists and look at him straight in the eyes. “I love you, Sherlock. Most ardently.”

“That, then, my dear John, must be enough,” Holmes murmurs against Watson’s temple.

Behind the heavy, drawn, embroidered curtains, a small world is hidden, the inhabitants of which slowly stumble down the corridor and into Holmes’ chamber, waistcoats and cravats discarded to the floor. Outside the window, the fumes and horns of cars, embellished from the lights of tall skyscrapers, the flashing neon of the street shops illuminating the faces of people walking and looking at their phones, taking no account of what goes on inside the apartment of 221B Baker Street.

[sightofsea]

the first time, a second time around: chapter seven

“I’ve asked before,” John argues, voice hushed. “And after. Before and after, and you haven’t said anything.” Dear god, this conversation’s tedious. He picks up another book, old city plans. There’s a note about amenities that’s been lightly pencilled, something with bathrooms. “I thought it redundant to repeat available information.” “But it wasn’t—” John starts, voice rising, before cutting himself off. He takes a deep breath and starts again at a lower volume. “That wasn’t a confession, Sherlock, that’s an omission. I didn’t know.” Sherlock highly doubts that. He must make a face about it, because John’s tone gets even more irritated. “I wasn’t aware until…now, apparently.” (105 bpm) The gnawing sensation in Sherlock’s body widens. “And I wasn’t aware I had anything to confess,” he snaps back. “Until now. Apparently.” He shuts the book and drops it back on the pile.

one of my most favorite chapters to write, including: itches, hunches, arguments, pendulum fetishists, confessions, omissions, more arguments, hasty acts of diversion via dogging, and things being neither precious nor intact

[bertytravelsfar]

CHAPTER 17 - Another Love

"Can I ask one more question?” John snuffs a soft laugh. Surely this is the least he can do for a man whose home he has invaded, whose life he has disrupted and who has had to listen to him rave about another Sherlock from another plane of existence, whatever that means. He nods. “What would you have done if I’d been him? If I’d been the man you were looking for? If you’d found Sherlock living here?”

Sorry to anyone who is still folllowing this one - I promise we are nearly done. I won't leave anyone hanging! There's even some answers in this chapter! There will likely be one more chapter and an epilogue after this (although when that will be posted is anyone's guess.) Thank you for being so patient and sticking with me.

If you want to read it from the beginning it's here.

[agrlsname]

Fiddles is complete!

The sequel is now posted in its entirety. I gotta say this series is one of my proudest works, so here's some shameless self-promotion:

The Sky is Full of Fiddles 25k, T

It's 1895 in the heart of Swedish folk music and dance. During certain weekends, boys are allowed to visit girls at night, wooing them with fantastical poems. If a girl lets a boy into her room they can share a bed all night, fully clothed, to talk and eat caramels together.

John is seventeen and looking for a girl to marry like everyone else. He's very surprised when another boy suddenly stands outside his door, wanting to share his bed…

A Fair-Weather-Night 14k, M

Wattbacka John, the fiddle-maker’s son, is engaged to the young fiddler Holm William in 1895:s Sweden. This story follows William through the four seasons to come.

[poetrybypuck]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH 😭😭

Fic: Indefinite lines

[holmesianpose]

Chapters: 61/? Fandom: Sherlock (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson Characters: Sherlock Holmes, John Watson, Philip Anderson, Greg Lestrade, Mycroft Holmes, Molly Hooper, Sally Donovan Additional Tags: Romance, Alternate Universe - Historical, Historical, Boats and Ships, Sailor!John, Aristocrat!Sherlock, AU, Johnlock Trope Challenge, Sexual Content, Explicit Sexual Content, sherlock POV, Pining Sherlock, Young!naive!Sherlock, Muscular!Sea-hardened!John, POV Sherlock Holmes, SailorLock, sailinglock, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Slow Build, Slow Burn, Virgin Sherlock, Anderson has no redeeming qualities whatsoever, Sherlock is a sad gay baby, boxing lessons, Sherlock's Violin, sailor!lock, Sailing, First Kiss, Bottom Sherlock Holmes, Top John Watson, Sherlock is a trembling gay flower petal, John is a golden god of sex, First Time, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Resolved Sexual Tension, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, Frottage, Masturbation, Age of Sail, Regency, Threats of Violence, Threats of sexual violence, Angst with a Happy Ending, THIS STORY WILL HAVE THE HAPPIEST ENDING YOU CAN POSSIBLY STOMACH, but there will be angst and conflict along the way, and also lots and lots of sex, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Don't copy to another site, Alternate Universe - Age of Sail, Alternate Universe - Regency, Rimming Summary:

When the youngest son of the aristocratic Holmes family is shipped off to sea in an attempt to cure him of his poor temper and bad manners, he fully expects to spend a long tedious voyage as miserable as ever. What he does not count on is having his heart stolen by the strapping young crewman, John Watson.

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NEW CHAPTER IS UP DEAR READERS

😌🌊👨🏼‍🤝‍👨🏻🌸🐚⚓️🌈✨

[coffeeshopdragons]

Okay I’ve been three days searching for this, so I’m going to throw this out into The Void and see if anyone can help.

Hello! I’m searching for a Sherlock fic on AO3. It’s Johnlock and Post Reichenbach, but in this, a little bit into Sherlock taking down Moriarty’s web, John figures out Sherlock’s alive (I believe via Anderson), and thus decides to go find him. It’s a rather long fic if I remember correctly, as well as completed too. If anyone could help me find it, I would be eternally grateful!

[the-lesbianest-batman]

saw a documentary about organ donation in my ethics class today where the guy said it's the greatest gift you could ever give anyone and I could barely contain my laughter cause Of THIS FIC

!! Image contains Spoilers for "Our Enthusiasms Which Cannot Always Be Explained" by withoutawish

[calaisreno]

Chapters: 4/12 Fandom: Sherlock (TV), Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson Characters: John Watson, Sherlock Holmes, Mike Stamford, Irene Adler (Sherlock Holmes), Sally Donovan, Molly Hooper, Greg Lestrade, Harry Watson Additional Tags: POV Alternating, First Meetings, Developing Friendships, Friends to Lovers, Falling In Love, Alternate Universe - Earlier Meeting, Angst and Feels, Fluff, Coming Out, Demisexual Sherlock Holmes, Gay John Watson, First Love, Suicidal Thoughts, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Homophobic Language, Unilock, Idiots in Love, Best Friends, Friendship/Love, Awkward Flirting Summary:

London, 1998.

In a time of hollowness and upheaval, two wayward young men wander into each other's lives, forever altering the course of history.

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“You’re worried.”

“Am I?”

“Mm. Uncertain.”

“Aren’t you?”

Sherlock’s eyes flutter open, piercing and pure in the train’s low light. “No.” He says it with such conviction John’s breath sticks in his throat, rushing out of him a moment later on a shuddering sigh.

Review: This story is completely sucking me in. So beautifully and sparely written. Lovely reading! I look forward to seeing how they come together.

[topsyturvy-turtely]

Love at First Pride 💜

Johnlock fic for the may prompts hosted by @calaisreno <3 (31st may)

summary:

John just recently discovered he is bi. So this is his first Pride Parade. And then this tall, attractive man catches his eye and he promptly falls in love.

[based on a true experience by the author]

Teen And Up Audience, 892 Words, Fluff. Alternative First Meeting, Pride Parades, Bisexual John Watson, Mike Stamford the proudest straight ally, Gay Sherlock Holmes, Genderqueer Sherlock Holmes, Love at First Sight, POV John Watson, POV Third Person, Meet-Cute, they are in their 20s, Brief Mention of Alcohol and Weed

tags under the cut!

tag list! (tell me if you wanna be added or removed please 💚) @justanobsessedpan @helloliriels @catlock-holmes @fluffbyday-smutbynight @inevitably-johnlocked @hisfavouritejumper @rhasima @forfucksakejohn @ohlooktheresabee @turbulenttrouble @so-youre-unattached-like-me @totallysilvergirl @peanitbear @train-mossman @loki-lock @smulderscobie @timberva @grace-in-the-wilderness @chinike @jawnn-watson @whatnext2020 @escapingthereality @missdeliadili @kettykika78 @musingsofmyown @7-percent @speedymoviesbyscience @astudyin221b @francj15 @ladylindaaa @we-r-loonies @mxster-jocale @sherlockcorner @noahspector @our-stars-graveside @jobooksncoffee @baker-street-blog @macgyvershe @myladylyssa @battledress @a-victorian-girl @dreamerofthemeadow @oetkb12 @ohnoesnotagain @mutedsilence @jawnscoffee @raenchaosandcozyadashofmurder @lisbeth-kk @quickslvxrr @compact-and-beautiful @kabubsmagga

[chriscalledmesweetie]

If you need a laugh, for reasons...

Allow me to offer:

I Am John Watson, I Speak for the Curls

Reverse Psychology

Three Continents, No Compliments

The Wake-Up Fairy

Cocky Locky

X Marks the Spots

Unconventional

Not in Front of the Children

Sherlock and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Week

[ohwhataniight]

New Christmas story on AO3!

“She tried to hang mistletoe!” Sherlock barks. “It’s lethal if ingested, Mrs. Hudson! Think of the children!” “I am thinking of the children, that’s why we need the mistletoe,” Mrs. Hudson mutters under her breath, quickly disappearing into the kitchen. John tries hard to hold back a smile. 

[sightofsea]

the first time, a second time around: chapter four

“I’m just saying, I could’ve taken pictures.” Sherlock shakes his head. “Pictures are nothing compared to the real thing. Only working with one sense when I need—” “—all five, yeah. I remember. Just don’t go licking floor tiles again like you did the last time you said that, alright? Not exactly an image I want stuck in my head again.” For various reasons.

lets go girls this week we've got: fractured dreams, wank deductions, lively obituaries, bathroom moments, distractions, and emails

[bertytravelsfar]

Chapter 18 - The Night We Met

Please forgive the ridiculous gaps in my posting - I said I wouldn't leave this story hanging and I won't. It will be finished regardless of life doing its best to get in the way of that. I think there's one more chapter after this and then a quick (ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!!!!) epilogue. We're almost there!

SO..... The Night We Met if you can remember what happened last time...

Or... Only Yesterday if you want to recap.

Thank you to everyone who has sent encouraging messages or left me feedback. You're all utterly yummy.