#sherlock is an arse

[buckingham-ashtray]

Sherlock Holmes, BBC Sherlock (x)

[mathispunk]

the fuck you MEAN HE GLUED JOHNS FACE TO THE PICTURE OF THE PERFECT MAN

[mouse-of-mischief]

They say that people usually take on a little niche interest, or subtle personality trait, or similar quirks to their comfort characters that they grew up reading/watching.... Well, thank you, John Hamish Watson for giving me a life-long obsession with knitted jumpers, and a stubborn tendency to "hunt and peck" when I write!

[ohurricaneo]

i fell into a river today and now i can REALLY feel how sherlock, milverton nd william felt

[thefisherqueen]

Seeing Jeremy Brett scrubbed clean and damp and wrapped in towels at the start of Granada's The illustrious client episode is doing something to me, and I can't for the life of me figure out what. This is the most frustrating part about being asexual. A certain intrigue is there and it does not feel entirely innocent, but it's like it's coming over a barely-there, distorted connection and leads nowhere

I just know that if Jeremy Brett would be alive and in my bedroom right now, looking exactly like he did there, I'd just offer him tea and cookies and tell him what an amazing actor he is. And then we'd talk about our Sherlock Holmes headcanons

[swagtastic-bougie-pompadour]

Hey Clive, do you got television from where you are?

If so, watch channels do you watch?

We get pretty much everything, my guy! And while Penny tells me broadcast telly is “for old men”, I’m quite a fan of the GBC series like Pride and Prejudice. Ah, and that “Sherlock” show that aired a while ago!

[consult-sherlockholmes]

Hey, are you an ass?

No, I am a cock, according to @consultjohnwatson.

[skyriderwednesday]

Please, folks, read the Baring-Gould chronology and become as enraged and confused by it as I am.

I know Doyle got his maths wrong, but that's no excuse for setting Gloria Scott a year earlier than those maths suggest. That makes Musgrave Ritual five years afterwards rather than four.

Why set Resident Patient, Noble Bachelor, and Second Stain within days of each other?

????????

I distinctly recall Red-Headed League being dated to 9th October 1890.

Why are Sign of Four and Hound of the Baskervilles back to back? Also isn't HOUN set in October 1889?

WHY WOULD THESE BE YOUR THREE 1890 CASES?????????

WHY IS NORWOOD BUILDER OVER A YEAR AFTER EMPTY HOUSE???????

[blistering-typhoons]

Still, he thinks, casting a look about the room. He might have slept better for having Holmes here with him.

[gregorovitch-adler]

Why does John describe the UK like that?!! 😭

[stedesparasol]

i was so convinced we'd be getting calypso by john denver this season that as far as i'm concerned it's on the soundtrack. i get emotional whenever i hear it now. i love the scene in our flag means death season 2 where they play calypso by john denver.

[buckingham-ashtray]

in the process of making my first johnlock edit and it's over one and a half minute long. yes i have a death wish no i have no idea why i'm making it this long.

the length is set though cuz i've already finished making the audio but this will take more than three months for sure :/

DEFINITELY let me know if you wish to be tagged by the time it's finally posted!!

[anime-academia]

I am going to fight everyone who has turned Sherlock Holmes into this edgy, rude, arse of a character. This man is kind, caring, sympathetic, and knows how to interact with people (even if he'd prefer to avoid doing so).

I get the whole genuis-who- can't -relate- to -the -way- normal -people- function, but y'know what, he's not condescending about it. He doesnt necessarily think himeself to be above the masses. He admits to being beaten without throwing a tantrum about it.

Being a genuis doesn't mean or necessitate being cold and unfeeling

[thedanceronthestreets]

I think we need to talk about the fact that sherlock's been flirting his little autistic arse off but unfortunately he is doing so at john, the human embodiment of a social brick wall

[scamanderishredmayniac]

Ooo look at the colours, I love the colours on this. So bright. They go well together and stand out.

Sherlock Holmes in The Adventure of Charles Augustus Milverton. All fancy for stealing are we? And of course I had to include the green carnation!!! Next up is Watson)

First time using watercolours so I'd really love some feedback!

[lisbeth-kk]

Sherlock fandom.

Warmed by a Lover’s Touch

His digits are always cold. All year around. It doesn’t mean that he’s always freezing, but somehow both his fingers and toes are like icicles, unless he’s taking a shower, a bath, or are buried deep under the duvet. They also warm up when he and John are making love. John’s warmth seems to transfer to every part of Sherlock’s body on those occasions.

Their last case has been taxing, and they all but fell into bed last night after they’d showered off the residue from their tired bodies.

Sherlock wakes gradually and realises that he’s cold. During the night, he’s evidently tossed off the duvet. It lies on the floor. Goose flesh is forming all over his body and he shivers. He bends down to pick up the duvet, which is cold. Sherlock shivers even more once he’s covered himself with it. He seeks out John but finds his side of the bed empty. Then he hears the toilet flush and relaxes fractionally. He pulls John’s duvet on top of his own, but it’s not enough.

“Hey! Why have you taken my duvet?” John mutters when he returns from the loo.

“Cold,” Sherlock mumbles.

“Yeah, that’s what happens when you lie in just your pants in a cold room,” John explains.

He yelps when he’s made room for himself beside Sherlock.

“Jesus! You’re like a block of ice,” he exclaims.

“Told you,” Sherlock replies with chattering teeth.

John’s warm hands stroke Sherlock’s arms, torso, and back, but it doesn’t help all that much. Even after he’s pulled the frozen detective flush to his chest, Sherlock’s still freezing. He also feels that his neck, back, and legs are sore from the exertions from the night before. When he tries to turn his head, a sharp pain in his neck makes him grunt.

“What is it?” John asks.

“It seems like my entire body are stiffening and aching after that chase. And it doesn’t help that I’m not able to relax because of how cold I am” Sherlock says.

“Right. I have an idea. Be back in a tick.”

Sherlock starts to shiver violently when the heat from John’s body disappears. He shuts his mouth tight to ensure that the tooth-enamel remains intact.

“On your front for me,” John orders when he returns.

Sherlock obeys without bothering to find out what’s going to happen next. He trusts John completely and his exhaustion makes him pliant.

“I have to remove the covers from your torso, but I promise it won’t take long before you’re warmed up properly,” John says softly.

Sherlock just shivers in response and braces himself for the chilly air to get access to his naked skin again.

Behind him, John makes some preparations Sherlock can’t deduce in his current state. Soothing music, probably from John’s phone, makes Sherlock relax a fraction, before the two duvets are pulled down to his hips. Sherlock gasps when the cold air on his body registers.

“There now. Shh. I’ve got you, my love,” John breathes in Sherlock’s ear.

Warm and slick hands stroke up his back, over his shoulders, down his arms, and then up his back again. John’s hands are strong, adept, and soothing. His thumbs find the sore spots after a while, which makes Sherlock moan. The pain is of a good sort. It’s healing, and soon enough, Sherlock feels his body loosen. To his surprise warmth is surging through him, and the shivering has stopped completely.

John covers his torso again and moves down the bed. He slicks his hands with the massage oil and runs his palms firmly up Sherlock’s calves. Sherlock buries his face in his pillow and sighs contentedly. Granted, there’s pain, but not as severe as on his upper body. 

“Feeling better?” John inquires quietly.

“Mm,” Sherlock agrees.

His ability to speak at this point, is non-existent.

John chuckles and lets his palms cup Sherlock’s clad arse for a second. It’s not a sexual touch, just a caress. Sherlock sighs happily and obliges when John beckons him to turn to his back. He keeps his eyes closed and waits for John’s next move.

Firm hands cradle one of his feet, careful not to tickle him. His toes get most of the attention, and once John is satisfied, he moves to the other foot.

Sherlock is almost unconscious when John lies down beside him and takes him in his arms. He can’t remember the last time he was this relaxed. It’s been ages, he’s sure of it.

He basks in John’s proximity and the luxurious feeling of being pleasantly warm.

“Thank you,” he murmurs against John’s neck, placing a soft kiss under his ear.

“Of course, love. You’d do the same for me,” John replies and kisses Sherlock’s temple.

Sherlock has a snarky remark on his tongue, but he can’t muster the strength to say it out loud. Whatever it is. 

When he wakes hours later, he’s forgotten. Probably some magic trick on John’s part.

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