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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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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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[blogstandbygo]

New fic - Scheherazade of the Thrift Shop

Sherlock, cut off by Scotland Yard and desperate for something to do, decides to try deducing in a thrift shop. There he meets John Watson, back from the war and in a difficult situation. As John tries to recover his possessions from the shop, they begin a strange friendship built on storytelling.

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[meandhisjohn]

John's favourite person in London, with his favourite drink.

Tea and Sherlock heals almost everything.

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Sunday Six(ish)

Okay, so a few more than six, but whatever. This is an excerpt for a post-Reichenbach reunion fic for @educatedinyellow that is 100% inspired by her gorgeous vid Underwater. I've been poking at this for ages, but I do plan to finish, pinky swear!

Pull Me Up Again

“No…” John’s hand flies out to brace himself against the door frame. It can’t be. It can’t. But it is. Sherlock Holmes, his hair bleached and cut close to his scalp, is soaking wet and dripping rainwater on the worn mat left behind by the previous tenant. He runs his hand over his head, as if looking for his nonexistent curls. He looks as if a whisper will blow him away, but he is entirely corporeal. Alive. “John,” Sherlock says, his voice low and rough. “John Watson.” Oh, that voice. His name in that voice. Any doubts John has about who stands before him vanish like smoke in the wind. He knows that voice too well. And that face, that infuriating, beloved face. Both have haunted him mercilessly for the past two years. John’s brain shorts out and his vision goes fuzzy. He blinks again and yep, that’s Sherlock Holmes. Not actually dead. Christ. “John,” Sherlock says again, louder. His eyes are red-rimmed, but his focus is razor sharp. He coughs twice, then clears his throat. “I could use a towel. I’m rather wet.” “You’ve got to be fucking joking.” John’s trick leg finally gives up and buckles, and he drops to the floor.  Sherlock follows him down.

What are you all working on? Just to get started, I'm tagging @discordantwords @totallysilvergirl @arwamachine @lisbeth-kk @kettykika78 but would love to see what you all have.

[with-a-ghost-mr-holmes]

A Valentine's treasure 💖 Thank you to the both of you! 🥰

(...) “What?” Sherlock asks with narrowed eyes.  “You can’t stand imperfection, Sherlock! That sign with the miss-spelling last month, for instance, or any typos…” Sherlock interrupts him, waving his hands dismissively, sitting up in his chair leaning closer to John. John misses the warmth from Sherlock’s foot, but Sherlock’s gaze makes John’s neck heat.  “I’m not speaking of that type of flaws, John. It’s imperfection in nature, architecture, art, music, but most of all in people that fascinates me to no end. And those who are able to surprise me on a regular basis…” Sherlock trails off focusing his eyes on John’s lips, which makes the heat on John’s neck creep up to his face.  (...)

This is a small extract from this beautiful fanfic posted by my beloved friend @lisbeth-kk for @flashfictionfridayofficial. You can read the complete fic HERE.

Happy Valentine's!!

PS: Sorry for the shitty image quality but, to do this work, I took a couple of blurry scenes of Sherlock and John drunk in 'The Sign of Three'...

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I NEED FANFIC RECS !!!

preferably johnlock or larry on ao3

also because i really need to catch up on ao3 😶‍🌫️

sooo if anyone of you has a rec OR is writing something/has written something, pleaseeee tell me because i need to make a list (and searching through tumblr is a lil overwhelming).

I’ve reposted some fics but i kinda…lost track

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[221beloved]

Mistaken Identity

(Link to ao3)

John was standing on the curb in front of a pharmacy, waiting for Sherlock who was hunting some special ingredient for an experiment John was sure he didn’t want to know about. Hence he’d already forgotten what exactly Sherlock was looking for in that pharmacy.

Considering the time John was standing here already, it must be something they didn’t want to sell him.

John sighed and shifted his weight.

His gaze fell on a woman who was crossing the street, smiling broadly. It looked almost as if she was coming towards him. John smiled back, just in case, and the smile on the woman’s face widened impossibly. Oh, she was coming towards him then. John straightened his posture a little, then the woman was already standing in front of him.

“Hi,” she beamed at him, stretching the word almost comically.

“Hello,” John greeted back, a little warily.

“Hi, I just saw you standing here, and I must tell you, you look like this detective bloke!”

“Err…” John frowned. “You mean Bond? Daniel Craig?”

Some of his former girlfriends had told him that he had a faint resemblance to the famous actor, although he'd never been able to see it in the mirror.

“No no, not from a movie. The detective bloke! You know, from the papers.” She paused, tilted her had, then seemed to have some kind of enlightenment.

“No! Oh I’m so sorry dear, the blogger. Not the detective, his blogger. What was his name, he’s a doctor, I think. Watson! Right. You look just like that famous Dr. Watson.”

She beamed at him happily.

“Um, maybe that’s because I am Dr. Watson…?” It sounded more like a question than John would have liked, but the woman was quite confusing.

“Ah no no,” the woman laughed, waving a hand. “Good one! But you do look exactly like him. You could be his secret brother or something.”

John looked at her, slowly growing irritated. “I’m not a secret brother or something, I’m Dr. John Watson. The one who writes the blog.”

“No you’re not,” the woman retorts, grinning widely. “You won’t fool me.” She looked almost proud.

John barely suppressed a sigh and was considering just wishing her a nice day and wait somewhere else for Sherlock, when he heard a deep voice behind him.

“And I look just like that detective Sherlock Holmes then, right?”

Now John did sigh, but in relief.

“Well, err…” The woman was looking at Sherlock. “Oh.”

“Yes,” Sherlock spat, “Oh. So if you would accept now that you are indeed standing in front of the real Dr. Watson, and are insulting him rather expertly? And before you say you don’t believe me either, I would suggest you hurry to get to your job at that cafe before you’re late. Wouldn’t want to be fired, would you? Since you’re dressing up so nicely to attract customers, after your husband just left you. Rather desperate I’d say, but if you can’t recognise people even if they’re telling you their name, I would agree to take every opportunity you get.”

“Sherlock,” John hissed. The woman was now looking rather hurt, close to tears even. Even though she’d been a bit annoying, she didn’t deserve that tirade.

“Well,” she sniffed and straightened her posture. “Would’ve been better if it hadn’t been you then.”

With that she turned on her heels and stalked away.

John turned to Sherlock, who was staring after her with narrowed eyes.

“That wasn’t necessary,” he scolded.

“Yes it was,” Sherlock huffed. “She was annoying and stupid. And she didn’t believe you.”

John sighed. “Did you get what you wanted?”

Sherlock held up a small bag. “Eventually.”

“Do I want to know about it…?”

“Probably not. Now, let’s go home. Enough stupidity for one day, don’t you think?”

John huffed and took the offered hand, intertwining their fingers.

“You’re unbelievable.”

Sherlock smirked. “I’d hope so.”

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I've rudely stolen this from an interwiev with Rowan Atkinson.

In case you don't know it, here the original

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Fluffbruary: Day 16

John runs into one of The Married Ones at Tesco. Prompts: neighbour, desire, horse.

John’s at Tesco when he runs into their next-door neighbour.

“John, hi!”

“Paul, how are you?”

“Fine. Don’t need to bother asking how you are, do I?” He winks mischievously, much to John’s mortification.

He and Sherlock were overwhelmed by desire the night before and might’ve been slightly louder than usual.

“Don’t worry, mate,” Paul reassures him. “We’re envious, that’s all.”

John can barely open his mouth before Paul is leaving.

“You’re a dark horse, John, I like that!” Paul calls out as he heads to the checkout counters.

John stands there and wishes the ground would swallow him up.

(Ok, this is not fluff, strictly speaking, but let us all just pretend like it counts 😂)

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[topsyturvy-turtely]

Fluffbruary with turtely

fluffinity edition. 14-11-2024

(i wrote this yesterday i swear!)

prompts: cuddle - happy - spell

special thanks to @totallysilvergirl @lisbeth-kk and @fluffbruary for reminding me to write 😩🙈

i am sitting here in the armchair. my cold feet covered by the body heat of redbeard, our dog. his - sherlock's - head lays on my chest. arms wrung around me. i feel his deep breaths through my jumper, on my skin. even after all this years, it tingles.

the fingers of my left hand are raking through his slowly thinning, grey but oh so luscious curls. my other hand - on his belly. it had grown a bit. he isn't quite as skinny as he used to be. you can barely see it. but i love the feeling of that tum underneath my palm.

the dying embers are shining weakly into the living room. putting everything in a spellbinding light. always loved that. love it now even more it seems. i smile about that thought.

sometimes i still can't comprehend how i got so lucky. how i found this man. how he died for me and then came back for me. how he raised my daughter with me.

rosie - she will be here. only a few weeks until christmas now. we'll be having dinner. she will give both of us terrible christmas sweaters. i'm looking forward to that look on sherlock's face after i convinced him to wear it. absolutely completely miserable but then those odd, gorgeous features breaking a smile.

and i will be as besotted as i have been since the beginning.

i press my lips to his forehead, close my eyes, breathe in his scent.

being old and happy. what a beautiful thing that is.

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[calaisreno]

May Prompts 2024

Dear Writers:

It's nearly May! The month of merry little thoughts, divine mistakes, and frivolous whims.

Time to set aside that fantasy trilogy that's been stuck in the mud all winter, the six-act tragedy in blank verse you've been labouring over--and write some random bits and bobs!

Visit your mind attic. Pull open the drawer where you hide your terrible ideas and scenes that are waiting for the right story. (I know you have such an attic and such a drawer because I do as well 🙄) Dig around— not with the idea of spring cleaning, which will only produce an empty drawer and a tidy attic— but because it's a treasure hunt.

Dust off the lawn furniture, put on your sandals, take your laptop outdoors. New environs, new inspirations.

The point is this: Last year* some of us wrote and shared a month of little daily fictions. There were drabbles and 221Bs and flash-fiction and mini-epics. There were prompts, which some of us used as a starting place, and sharing of minifics amongst ourselves, which led to more inspiration. 

Wanna see some more?

I've been hoarding ideas since last year and am now opening that drawer. I plan to write a short something every day in May, and will share my words with whoever wants to be tagged. If you'd like a daily prompt, I will be supplying that. 

No pressure. While some structure creates opportunity and creativity thrives within structure, this exercise is not meant to create anxiety or trigger your inner completionist. (My internal taskmaster is taking the month off.)

No judgement. No prizes for reaching 31, no awards for creativity, no certificates of participation. Just cheering one another on.

No rules. Use the prompt or don't. Write 100 words or 1000. Any fandom, any characters, any headcanon. Or your own original creation. Write every day or whenever an idea strikes. Share or don't. 

No guilt. Fail gleefully, write terribly, get out of the boat and swim.

Correction. One rule: write some words. 

*Credit goes to @notjustamumj for last year's inspiration. Eternal thanks for that idea!

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[blogstandbygo]

New fic - Clean Start

It's been a minute since I posted something (RL has been kicking my ass, folks) but here you go:

Uni!lock - John is doing his laundry when he meets a strange man who can deduce people from the clothes in the dryer.

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@ohnoesnotagain

@whodwantmeasaflatmate

@copperplatebeech

@whatnext2020

@helloliriels

@iamjustreading

@thegildedbee

@john-smiths-jawline

@gwendelaneyisjohnlocked

@jolieblack

@inevitably-johnlocked

[meandhisjohn]

Sherlock and John left me the stage today, so I got a chance to thank you.

I started the edits as a joke, and months later, I find myself preparing Halloween, a Johnlock wedding,cases, and many ideas more.

Being creative and getting the chance to share it is more than a gift.

It is a treasure, and it is made by you!

See you on Monday when the Halloween journey starts:)

@totallysilvergirl @thepolyamorywriter @helloliriels @lisbeth-kk @a-victorian-girl @jobooksncoffee @peanitbear @naefelldaurk

[221bug]

Oh my god it seems like all my fics are going to be wrapping up soon and I need to find new ones. Send me recs!!

And go read these if you haven’t already:

Holy Wine by @totallysilvergirl

Déjà Vu by @calaisreno

The Ashes on the Ground by @221beloved

Always a Soldier by @lisbeth-kk

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