#S3 fix it

[sunflowerromcom]

New chapter of a safe place to leave your heart

The fluffiest of chapters. 💜💜

[cupidford]

A Doctor in the House by KittenKin

S3 fix it. Sherlock returns, with John immediately taking care of him as his doctor. John uses index cards as a guide to speaking with him, and Sherlock in turn has questions.

Johnlock Love Letters #2305

[helloliriels]

FINISHED FIC IS UP!!! and I couldn't be happier! What a lovely gift to receive!

The Part of You that Stays chapter one is now live on Ao3!!!

This is a Fandom Trumps Hate project by @holmesianlove and @fuck-off-watson-rp inspired by the genius @helloliriels !!! We are so excited to start sharing this completed work over the coming days!!!

[ravelqueen]

David and Michael's physicality as Crowley and Aziraphale is truly something to behold bc there is not a single shot Crowley isn't lounging or sauntering or creeping or loitering or sprawling everywhere meanwhile Aziraphale seems a lot more contained but it always seems like there is a hundred bees worth of emotional energy right under his skin waiting to burst out and it's actually marvelous really they are so well cast

(Also the fact that both of them look like this 😍😍😍 when the other one is the most them is just a bonus)

[sanshinexx]

Don't worry guys he's fine, it just took him a while to find his way back because he can't fucking see anything :]

[More incorrect quotes and other tbb art here]

[robo-nonagon]

✿『ᴋɪᴍɪ ɴɪ ᴛᴏᴅᴏᴋᴇ』✿

I hope that one day, these feelings can reach you

[jobooksncoffee]

Sherlock fandom.

Was it all for nothing?

Mycroft had warned him. Countless times. But Sherlock was stubborn. Besides, John was different he’d thought. John would never lose his faith in him. Or would he? He’d sounded quite convincing when he talked to John from the roof of Barts two years ago. But at Sherlock’s grave John had asked him for a miracle.

Don’t be dead. For me.

So, Sherlock was at a loss, and the blood froze in its veins when Mycroft told him that John had moved out of 221B. Moved on with his life.

“What life? I’ve been away,” Sherlock had spat at his brother.

The look Mycroft gave him then, brought Sherlock back to his childhood. When he’d misunderstood the simplest things regarding social behaviour. The look of pity.

“Well, at least you can count on your family to have your back,” Mycroft told him.

John used to be all the family I needed, Sherlock thought.

“Spare me the-blood-is-thicker-than-water speech,” Sherlock scoffed.

***

After all those months abroad wearing various disguises, it was a relief to once again have his armour on. A bespoke shirt and suit, newly polished shoes, a cashmere scarf and his beloved Belstaff. Its weight comforted him. He had to get his befuddled mind under control, though.

John gone from Baker Street. Seeing a nurse from work. Mary Morstan. American. A too perfect CV. John was going to propose to her tonight. John, his best friend. The one he’d sacrificed everything for. Would do it again in a heartbeat if it meant he would be safe.

He had hoped that John would’ve waited for him. A stupid thought. John believed Sherlock was dead. There was nothing to wait for. How could he have expected John to wait for a dead man? Stupid!

Sherlock was tempted to leave it that way. To hop on the next plane to whichever part of the world. But he craved to see John again. One last time, if it came to that. John would probably be angry with him. Livid. Definitely livid. John was never pleased when Sherlock left him out of the loop.

He should make a plan but couldn’t come up with anything. Sherlock was tired of it, after almost two years of planning every second of the day. 

Do what feels right in the moment.

***

John had grown a moustache. He looked old with that caterpillar on his face. Sherlock preferred him clean shaven. He considered going over to him, asking if he was keeping it.

A bit not good, Sherlock.

John’s voice was loud and clear in his head. The left corner of his lip lifted slightly. He stood perfectly still for a moment drinking in the sight of the man he’d missed more than oxygen. A sudden jostle to his back made him cry out in pain. His wounds were still fresh. He could feel blood trickle down his spine.

“Sorry,” a man told him and hurried in the direction of the rest rooms.

Sherlock breathed hard through his nose, tried to get control over the intense pain. His eyes were closed and when he opened them, John stood in front of him.

“Sherlock,” he whispered.

“John.”

He closed his eyes again, gritted his teeth, and steadied himself on the column he’d been hiding behind.

“You’re hurt,” John stated, the doctor personae automatically surfacing.

Sherlock couldn’t speak. He was overwhelmed by the pain and John’s presence. The scent of him and his proximity calmed Sherlock considerably. John’s arm was on Sherlock’s wrist, checking his pulse while his eyes took in the rest of him.

 “Torture?” John inquired with a trembling voice, indicating the marks on Sherlock’s wrist and his back.

The blood had apparently soaked through his coat.

Sherlock nodded and prepared himself to leave when he saw Mary approaching. Just one look at her and the word radiating from her was “liar”.

“Always the doctor, John,” she cooed, and it didn’t go unnoticed by Sherlock that John almost cringed at the statement.

“Goodbye, John,” Sherlock said and walked out of the restaurant as quickly as he could manage.

***

John had seemed all professional and detached, and that was even worse than his fury would’ve been. Was it all for nothing? Did John want him in his life now when he had Mary? It didn’t seem like a match made in heaven to Sherlock, but then again what did he know about such matters.

He carefully removes his shirt in the bathroom. It’s stained with a red flower-like mark. The wound in question is the one just out of reach. He must call Mycroft to get someone to rinse it and change the bandages. Not tonight, though. Sherlock needs to gather himself and catalogue his thoughts before he meets his flesh and blood again. 

He hears footsteps on the stairs. Mrs. Hudson can’t be allowed to see him like this, but then he listens more intently. It’s not her. Her hip and age forbid her to take the steps two at a time. Besides, he knows those steps.

John.

Before Sherlock has the time to cover his torso, John is standing in the doorway with a grim look on his face. Murderous more like. Sherlock prepares for the blow he knows is coming. It never comes. Instead, warm and steady hands explore, careful not to inflict pain.

“The ones responsible for this?” he asks through gritted teeth.

“Dead,” Sherlock tells him.

John nods satisfied, manhandles Sherlock to sit and gets to work. Sherlock tries not to wince when the wound stings. When John’s finished, and Sherlock stands, John buries his face into Sherlock’s chest.

“Don’t you dare leave me again,” he murmurs.

“I promise,” Sherlock says. “Never again.”

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[whywoulditho]

CONNER FUCKING KENT IN ALL HIS CUNTY PUNK-CODED GLORY IN MAWS S3??? LETS FUCKING GOOO

[sourfrootz]

survivors guilt

[lovewilltellamillionstories]

Let Nicola be the showrunner, cheers

[mikeystrawberry]

Tablet dying I scribbled them as fast as I could

[hannibard]

Say what you will about the witcher season 2 but all the "Yennefer took Jaskier in the divorce", "Geralt and Yennefer are a divorced couple rasing a kid and dating the same man", "geraskefer love triangle with an oblivious Jaskier in the middle" memes and fics were top tier

[veveisveryuncool]

the too-clever fox, finally caught

this is a very sorry to my followers for who i will become tomorrow (feral over sonic prime s3)

[conejita-canelita]

Comparing the interviews of Jess Brownell/Shonda Rhimes about s3 versus Luke and Nicolas couldn’t be a more different viewing experience. Jess and Shonda give such measured perfect answers when asked about s3 like “this season is so beautiful 😊😊😊💕!!!! we’ve made such careful and thorough decisions to make sure we capture the essence of their story-“ etc etc. And then you have Luke and Nicola going “WHATS UP YOU HORNY FREAKS‼️⁉️‼️Colin and Penelope are gonna be such CRINGE LOSERS this season (cool people GTFO ‼️😒) and Polin WILL be fucking NASTYYYYYYY btw 😏‼️‼️‼️Also they WILL be back in s4 to match each others freak some more. Hit LIKE and SUBCRIBE and don’t forget to stream that CARRIAGE SCENE 🔥🔥🔥‼️. “

[foolishlovers]

[gammija]

a nuance that gets a bit lost in martin 'murder' blackwood is that while he's definitely not against a good killing, it's more of a fun couple's activity rather than true heartfelt passion, you know?

i mean, twice he's had the opportunity to have Jonah get shanked, and he foils them, even though he wants the guy dead. Like, murder is always an option, but he usually tries other, less direct methods first - in fact id say that his trying to be clever and moral still leading up to the end of the world is exactly what drives him to say, ok well fuck it then, let's get our murder on