#Ohhh but hes changed!!! No he hasn’t. He may pretend for 10 minutes but he’s going back after another

[lionblaze03-2]

personally I don’t hate gray wing nearly as much as everyone else because he’s a great example of having rose colored glasses just because ‘well, he’s family’, and not realizing until far too late that that essentially ruined his life and made him amount to almost nothing. Because clear sky is his brother, he wants to assume the best of him. Surely, my brother would never. Surely he didn’t mean it like that. Surely he’ll do better next time. He’s my brother. He COULDN’T be a bad guy. So he keeps giving him chances, over and over and over again, until it’s completely destroyed him. Until he can no longer breathe, his lungs full of toxic smoke that clear sky abandoned him to breathe in, until he is under his claws, nearly killed under the moonlight, until his people are battered again and again, until borders become inevitable. But he never, ever realizes, because- it’s his brother. Surely, his brother will do better next time. Surely, he didn’t mean it. Surely, he will change.

And believing that is the death of him.

[amazingphanisnotonfire-imagines]

FP//never a night alone, anywhere you wanna go

Request: Can I request a FP/Reader where reader used to tease FP about being a jock during high school and how he went from a gang member to the sheriff is like the opposite of what happened in school, FP points out the same thing happened to reader and they joke about swapping places, sorta fluffy, lighthearted-ness

hey! title comes from 5sos’ new song Old Me (go listen to it!) I though the title of the song fit with the theme of the request! I hope you like it! also, the reader is around about the same age as fp, but well, it doesn’t really matter that much. 

The bell above the door rings, alerting FP that someone has entered the diner. The slightly paranoid version of himself makes his head lift instantly, just to make sure its nobody dangerous, despite being on his first break in a 12 hour shift, but he soon feels himself relax when he realizes its just you.

You stop by the door and look around, lowering the hood of your coat and shaking the rain of yourself. Your eyes scan the menu and FP watches as you make your mind up, your lips mumbling slightly as you read. He doesn’t really know why you read the menu each time you come in. One, because you’ve had the whole thing memorized since you were about 10. And two, because you get the same thing every time. But despite that, FP’s smile doesn’t fade, and he watches you order before calling your name.

As soon as you hear him shout your name your heart skips a beat and soft smile appears on your face. You’ve known FP since you were both in high school and despite everything, he hasn’t really changed that much, and if he has, its for the better.

“Are you ditching class?” You tease and sit opposite him.

“Ha. Ha.” He deadpans. “I’m on my break if you must know.”

“Thats what you used to say during 4th period science.”

“Yeah, but you were also there. So who’s really in the wrong?” He quirks an eyebrow and you cross your arms.

“Ohhh, is that how its going to be?”

“Umm.” He pretends to think for a few seconds, a cocky smirk on his face before he looks you in the eye, his smirk growing. “Yeah.” He nods. “That is how its going to be.”

“Wow.” You shake your head, despite the fact that your heart is going a million beats a second just at the sight of his smirk. “You know, if I was you. I wouldn’t get too comfy on that pedestal you’ve put yourself on.”

“Oooo.” He teases. “Is that a threat?”

“No.” You shake your head and look around nonchalantly. “Its just a gentle reminder that at one point you used to be badass, and now look at you.” You look him up and down and he shifts, sitting up properly to stare at you.

“And whats that supposed to mean?”

“Think about it. You went from jock, to gang leader, to sheriff.”

“And?”

“And you’re old. Do you want help getting off your high horse, I wouldn’t want you to break a hip.” You tease, a smirk now resting on your lips as he looks at you annoyed, despite the hit of amusement in his eyes. “You’ve done the complete opposite to what you did in high school. You stopped being popular to be a ‘bad boy’. And then you stopped that to go back to being popular.”

“I wouldn’t say sheriff is a ‘popular’ job.” He rolls his eyes. “But I get your point.” He adds and you smile triumphantly, stealing one of his fries and it feels like the two of you are 16 again.

Both of you hiding in Pop’s until its safe for him to go home. Outside seemed like such a scary place to you, filled with mean people, both familiar and not. As well as all the pressures you had to face, whether it was school or friends or what you thought was love. But inside the diner with the red neon light, you were safe, even if it was just for a few hours. You were happy, laughing and joking with each other as you stole food off the other’s plate and split a milkshake. And even if it didn’t seem like it then...even if you didn’t realize it. You were really in love. Something that you both seemed to have carried well into your adult life, despite marriage and kids (something that only happened to one of you). But right now, you’re just as blind as you were when you were 16.  

“However. I wouldn’t be so quick to judge.” He adds and you freeze before looking up at him.

“And why’s that?” You try to sound as normal as possible, but he knows you’re slightly nervous about what he’s about to say.

“Y/n. You’ve always been so quick to judge.” He starts and leans towards you, pushing his food to the side so he can put his hands on the table . “Like when me and that Vixen, Lily, fooled around in the backseat of my car.”

“I only judged, because I was in the front.”

“Thats not the point.” He waves his hand dismissively causing you to huff. “The point is, the same thing happened to you.”

“I’m not a police officer, let alone the sheriff. And I don’t know if you remember, but I was never a Vixen, sooooo.”

“I know.” He nods solemnly. “And that fact made me miserable every single day of school.” 

“Gross.” Your face scrunches is disgust and he laughs loudly.

“You may not have been a vixen, but you were a straight-A student. And then what happened? Oh yeah, you also joined the serpents, around about the same time I did, wasn’t it?”

“I only joined to support you. I know you didn’t want to and I didn’t want you to feel alone.” You argue and his eyes soften as he grabs your hand.

“I know.” The tone of his voice changes from playful to serious within seconds and your expression matches his. “And I appreciated it...I still do.”

“Well, what are friends for?” You blush under the weight of his stare and you’re not entirely how much longer you’re going to be able to form coherent thoughts if he doesn’t stop. “Continue.”

“Yeah, so you joined the serpents. And now look at you. You have a fancy ass apartment in the most expensive part of Riverdale, you run a business that you came up with and you have a ton of money. You haven’t done so bad for yourself Y/l/n.”

“Wow, a real genuine compliment from FP Jones?”

“I compliment you every single day.” He huffs.

“You know, telling me you wished I was a cheerleader when we were both 17 isn’t a compliment.”

“Are you sure?” He teases and you shove him lightly.

“Seriously though Y/n. You’ve done good.”

“You too.” You smile softly. “You’ve definitely made younger you proud. You’ve made me proud too.”

“Younger you or you now?” He wonders.

“Both.” You nod and send him a warm smile. “So how long is your break?”

“I’ve got another 15-ish minutes. Unless something happens...which lets be honest, this is Riverdale. I’m genuinely surprised nothing has happened yet.” He replies and the two of you laugh.

“Here’s your food Y/n.” Pop smiles as he places your tray in front of you and you and FP smile brightly at him.  

“So, 15 minutes. What are you going to do with all that time?”

“Probably steal your food.” He shrugs and grabs a handful of fries.

“Hey!” You slap his hand away from you. “Get your own Jones!” You add and chuckles before stealing some more. “Dude!”

“You loooove me.” He teases, making a kissy face at you which makes you roll your eyes.

“Yeah, yeah. You keep telling yourself that.” You mutter. “I might pay someone to rob somewhere or something, just so you have to leave.”

“Ouch.” He feigns offense and you smile sarcastically at him. A comfortable silence takes over you both, and while you eat he checks his phone, occasionally stealing some of your food.

“Who was that?” You wonder.

“Jughead.” He replies.

“Oh, how is he settling in to that new school?” You wonder and the two of you share a gentle look. “The last time I asked you said he was struggling with his roommate. Is everything okay now?” 

“Yeah, he’s dealing with it...in his own way.” He chuckles. 

“What about Jellybean? Is she okay after Gladys?” 

“She’s still upset but thats understandable. She’ll get through it though.”

“I can talk to her if you want?” You ask and his face lights up. 

“That would be great yeah. She really likes you.” 

“Okay.” You nod. “I’ll stop by later on. I have to go into work for a few hours but then I’ll come by and I’ll bring food too.” You go back to eating but you can feel him staring at you, your skin burning under his gaze. “What?” You ask and look at him, there’s a soft smile on his face that flickers slightly once you look him in the eye, and he takes a deep breath before starting to speak. 

“Y/n?” 

“Yeah?” You reply, still looking at him confused.

“There’s been something I’ve been meaning to ask you for a while now.” 

“Right?” 

“And its totally fine if you don’t want to o-” 

“FP?” You interrupt. “Just ask me already.” 

“Would you maybe like to go on a date with me at some point in the near future when you’re not busy?” He rambles quickly and it takes you a few seconds to actually take in what he’s just said. 

“FP.” You start and he sighs, looking at the table. 

“I’ve screwed up haven’t I? Just ignore me.” 

“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for you to say that.” 

“Just ignore me?” 

“No.” You shake your head. “Yes, I’ll go on a date with you.” 

“Oh-Ohhhh.” He smiles. “Okay. When are you free?” 

“Tomorrow?” 

“Yeah.” He nods. “That er, that works for me.” 

“I would tonight but I have to see a very cute guy and bring him and his family food.” 

“Who-ohhh. I’m sure he won’t mind if you explain you’re going on a date with the sheriff.” 

“Hmm, I dunno. Because he’s kind of a badass. I don’t want him to kick your ass.” You joke making him snort.

“I could definitely take him. I have a pretty dark past.” 

“You? I don’t believe it.” 

“Yeah, well. There’s a lot you don’t know about me Y/n.” He winks. 

“Is that a promise?” 

“Definitely.” He replies and steals another fry before standing up. He grabs his jacket and hat before looking at you again. “I’ll see you later Y/n.” 

“Do you want me to bring pizza tonight?” You ask and he places a hand over his heart. 

“Do you want to skip the date and go straight to sex, because you are the woman of my dreams.” 

“Wow.” You laugh. “Now that I think about it, you really haven’t changed since high school.” 

“I know.” He grins. “I remember asking you that in school too, only this time, you didn’t turn me down!” He cheers. 

“I’m starting to regret that decision.” You sing as he chuckles one last time before walking out. 

[inevitably-johnlocked]

any recs for old!Johnlock? (Preferably not retired) Thanks!

Hi Nonny!

Ohhh, hmm. You know, I have absolutely READ older-couple Johnlock fics, but the only ones I’m remembering are when they’re retired or “not together but have got together when they old and dying” LOL. 

I did a list last year for Retirementlock fics, and I do have new stuff but not a lot, so is it okay if I do “Retirement and Older Johnlock” fics for you? I hope so!! I tag them retirement if it’s retirement, so you can skip those ones

Feel free, my friends, to add your own!!

RETIREMENT and OLDER JOHNLOCK (Jan 2020)

Our Bodies Bend Light by lovetincture (G, 1,211 w., 1 Ch. || Established Relationship, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Beekeeping, Retirement) – They got married. Of course they got married. Snapshots in a relationship. There’s a jar of bees in the bookstore and a cottage in Sussex. Sherlock’s not the marrying kind, and John’s tried this once before, but they’re Sherlock and John. Of course.

Fine Print by mistyzeo (E, 4,224 w., 1 Ch. || ACD Holmes || Est. Rel, Retirementlock, Glasses, Oral, Hand Jobs, Bees) – Holmes needs glasses, but he’s too much of a stubborn arse to go get his eyes checked. Watson is used to bullying him for his own good. The glasses have unexpected but not unwelcome consequences for everyone.

a very soft epilogue (my love) by darcylindbergh (E, 5,395 w., 3 Ch. || Retirement, Domestic Fluff, Dancing, Dogs, Grumpy Old Men) – Across the pillows, Sherlock shifts and hums, the creases of his face deepening and then smoothing before settling. John watches him wake up, his chest swelling with affection and fondness, and thinks he’ll never get tired of Sherlock in the mornings, sleepy and soft. It’s been some forty-odd years, and John hasn’t gotten tired of it yet. Part 5 of things fairy tales are made of

Second Waltz by Atiki (T, 6,685 w. 1 Ch. || Magical Realism, Missed Chances, Retirement, Sussex, Bees, MCD, Angst with Happy Ending, Fluff, Cancer) – “The night I died, you wished I could wait for you.”

Abatement by WhimsicalEthnographies (E, 6,816 w., 1 Ch. || Est. Rel., Retirementlock, Fluff, Sherlock’s Self Esteem, Grumpy Sherlock, Idiots in Love, PWP, Fluff and Smut, Bottomlock) – “What’s wrong with you? You love the cottage,” John glances over to the passenger seat, then quickly turns his eyes back to the road. Driving was still not his forte, but considering Sherlock still couldn’t properly bend and lift his new knee enough to press and release the clutch, he had to make do. Not that Sherlock hadn’t tried to argue his way into the driver’s seat. “I love the cottage for a week or two, John. Don’t be deliberately obstuse,” Sherlock grumbles, sinking further in his seat. Well, as best he can with a four-week-old knee replacement. “And that’s all we’re going for, love,” John says out loud. But what he’s thinking is, shit. He knows.

A Lifetime Together by LondonGypsy (M, 8,886 w., 1 Ch. || Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Falling in Love, Friends to Lovers, Slow Burn, Pining Idiots, Alternating POVs, Domestics, Retirement) – John and Sherlock falling in love.

Five Times Sherlock Realized He Was Getting Older by Mildred Graves (T, 9,215 w., 6 Ch. || Five and Ones, Friendship, Hurt/Comfort, Getting Old) – … And one time it didn’t matter.

In The End by whitchry9 (K+, 9,677 w. || Memento Fusion || Amnesia, Growing Old, Hurt / Comfort, Friendship, Heavy Angst) – When a brain injury leaves Sherlock unable to make new memories, John wonders how Sherlock will cope, and what it will mean for The Work and their life. Because after all, how can you live if you can’t feel time passing?

Through the Clouds by Mazarin221b (E, 20,004 w., 6 Ch. || Retirement, Sussex, Bees, Home Improvement, First Time, Romance) – Sherlock takes a remarkably early retirement at 47, and convinces John that a change of pace would do them both good. They buy an old cottage on the South Downs, and exchange their nonstop life in Baker Street for quiet contemplation, bee studies, and book writing. They might go completely insane, but sometimes it takes stepping outside of the life you’re living to find the life you want. Part 1 of Through The Clouds

echoes through time by chellefic (E, 21,619 w. || First Time, Romance, ACD & BBC, Epistolary) – Mummy sends a trunk from the Holmes cottage in Sussex to 221B. Its contents alter the way John and Sherlock see themselves and one another.

A Shipless Ocean by myswordfishmind (M, 22,135 w., 4 Ch. || Post-TRF, John has a Kid, Angst, Reunion, Falling in Love, Open Ending) – Ten years after the fall Sherlock goes back to London to find that John no longer lives there. Instead, he resides in a seaside town, a widower, and the father of a seven year old son. Now, Sherlock must struggle with the fact that there may no longer be a place for him in this new world.

The Wisteria Tree by SilentAuror (E, 29,773 w., 1 Ch. || Post-S3, Emotional Love Making, Amnesia/Memory Loss, Sherlock Loves John So Much, Sherlock POV, Romance, Angst with Happy Ending, First Times, Hurt/Comfort, Est. Rel., Retirement) – Sherlock wakes up from a month-long coma only to discover that he has no memory of the previous six years to his own shock as well as John’s…

The Winter Garden by Callie4180 (T, 31,213 w., 13 Ch. || Post-S4, Retirement, Christmas, Slow Burn, Grown-Up Rosie, Parenthood, Rosie’s Cat, Angst with Happy Ending, Holidays, Beekeeping, Magical Realism, Sherlock POV, Sherlock’s Violin, Future Fic, Sussex, Honey, Magical Healing Honey, Love Confessions, Sherlock’s Scar, First Kiss, Touching, Mycroft is Dying) – As Sherlock nears the end of his career, he’s given the gift of a cottage in Sussex. The honey from the beehives out back is amazing. Almost…magical.

Chaperones by MissDavis (T, 34,114 w., 7 Ch. || 11 Years Post-S4, Fake Relationship, Parentlock, Disney World, Bed / Room Sharing, Friends to Lovers, Fluff, First Kiss, Obsessive Sherlock, Insecure John) – Right. Of course. Everyone assumed they were a couple and no one would question it. John put his elbows up on the table so he could rest his head in his hands. “You want to pretend to be a couple so we can chaperone a trip to Disney World with Rosie’s class and you won’t have to share a room with a stranger?” “Exactly.” Sherlock beamed at him. “Don’t worry about the cost. The Birmingham case last month paid more than enough to cover expenses for all three of us.”

Where Else Would I Be? by cwb (E, 34,910 w., 10 Ch. || Retirementlock, Domestic Fluff, Falling in Love, Parentlock, Fluff and Smut, Reminiscing) – John and Sherlock’s five-year-old granddaughter spends the weekend with them in Sussex. Sherlock happily indulges her whims, and John takes care of them while quietly revisiting the past thirty years of their lives together.

Only To Be With You by SinceWhenDoYouCallMe_John (M, 40,768 w., 4 Ch. || Black Mirror / Future AU || Character Death, Future Technology, Sickness/Cancer/Illness, Heavy Angst with Happy Ending, First Person POV John, Pining John, Heart-Wrenching Angst) – I tell myself that next time I’ll come near this same place again. Wait around for the mysterious stranger in his coat to dash past me, hot on the heels of a new criminal in black. I think this all the way back to my Exit, planning where I’ll wait and what I’ll say when I see him. Scheming on how to get his name. It’s only once I reach the Exit Point door that I realize two hours and forty-five minutes have passed, and I realize that this won’t be the last time I Visit. It won’t be the last time at all.

between each beat are words unsaid by darcylindbergh, hudders-and-hiddles (T, 107,998 w., 215 Ch. || Epistolary, Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers, Angst, Happy Ending) – On their wedding night, John and Sherlock gift each other with the things they each said when the other could not hear, the things they each put down where the other could not see: a collection of writings that illustrate the way their love for one another has grown over the years. Part 1 of between each beat

Unkissed Series by 221b_hound (T to E, 184,100 w. across 45 works || Established Relationship, Ace Sherlock) – Sherlock returned from the dead a year ago. John returned to Baker Street six months ago. They’ve been in a couple since then. or at least, not NOT a couple. For two smart men, they sure can be dumb. Luckily, an art thief tries to drown Sherlock, Sherlock has a fever dream and things are about to change.

Sketchy by serpentynka (E, 184,053 w., 83 Ch. || Post-TRF, Post-Mary, John Whump, Slow Burn Love Story, Case Fic, Art, Porn With Feelings, Switchlock, Travelling, Career Change, Family Secrets, Illness / Health) – What (and who) will be left when nobody cares about your Work? A slow-burn fic with cases, places, mistaken identities, unfair choices, essential changes, violent feels, blatant lies, fearless portraiture, family secrets, high-risk bespoke gifts, durable friendships, bedtime stories, foreign travel and tongues, sickness (and health), and the significance of things which are slow to unfurl – but cannot be ignored. Oh, and…porn. Part 1: Sherlock takes on an obvious case (barely a 4) and meets someone who will force him to re-examine what it means to see. Part 1 of Sketchy

MARKED FOR LATER

The Last of the Honey Bees by what_alchemy (T, 2,000 w., 1 Ch. || Apocalypse, Retirement) – “When we’re all space dust… when all of this is gone? My molecules will find yours.”

A One-Track Life by JennLynn77 (E, 13,526 w., 7 Ch. || Post S4/TFP, Parentlock, Est. Rel., Medical Procedures, Anal, Cuddling/Snuggling, Bed Sharing, Surgery, Physical Therapy, Retirement, Sherlock Whump, Caring John, Bottomlock, Endearments, Drug Addiction, Triggers) – A medical situation threatens to derail the plans Sherlock had for his life with John and Rosie.

Deck the Halls by itsalwaysyou_jw (T, 31,018 w., 24 Ch. || Advent Fic / Multiple One-Shots, Assorted Tags) – One Johnlock ficlet for every day leading up to Christmas. Who is ready for pining, first kisses, established Johnlock, and everything in between? This collection of stand-alone ficlets will have it all. (Ch. 7 is the Retirement Fic)

FictoberLock 2018 by FinAmour & unicornpoe (M, 60,875 w., 31 Ch. || Halloween, Protective John, Smitten Sherlock, Fluff, First Kiss, Injured Sherlock, Various Prompts) – 31 different prompts, 31 Johnlock fics: one every day for the month of October! Each chapter is a stand-alone story. Some are written by unicornpoe, some by FinAmour, and some are written by us both! They range in length from ~500 words to ~3500 words, and there’s something in here for everyone. (Ch. 23 is the Retirement Chapter)