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ao3topshipsbracket · 2 days
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Tumblr Top Ships Bracket - Round 2 Side 1
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weirdgrrlgerard · 1 day
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ok we’re all familiar with the phrase “___ won the battle but ___ won the war”
*battle means at the time when superwholock was at its peak it was inescapable and seemed to be the only thing people talked about
the war is lasting cultural relevance or how it still affects the internet still*
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academicinireland · 2 days
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I started watching Granada Holmes this afternoon and I am having the best time. A silly, goofy, fun time. He is so great. Dramatic in his mannerisms and behaviours. The King being so extravagant in the mask? 10/10, no notes. I cannot wait to continue watching.
I was SO burnt out on BBC Sherlock, and Sherlock and Co. only comes out at 6am tomorrow morning, so I needed a fix now. It is so unbelievably lovely.
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smarthily · 24 hours
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For @sherlockchallenge​​ April prompt HEAVY
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henrythepug · 2 days
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okay new fandom unlocked ya’ll!
i just started watching BBC Sherlock and i knew it was the biggest queer bait of the century but… are you actually fucking kidding me???? not 24 hours after meeting and they are basically married. i’ve just signed myself up to go insane and i know it. anyway 10/10 sherlock is a sassy bitch and john is a short king.
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frankiethefrog7 · 3 days
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I just started rewatching bbc Sherlock, and John's therapist tells him to write a blog about everything that happens to him
Tumblr is free therapy: confirmed
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i am rewatching sherlock and i was never much of a johnlocker myself but for some reason this watch through the johnlock is johnlocking. idk whats going on there but theyre like so sjhabiuqwbe
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calaisreno · 5 hours
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Open Your Eyes
May 1 / Prompt: Open
John stands before the door Sherlock has just slammed. He’s not regretting his words. It needed to be said. 
Sherlock never closes anything. He takes his mug down, leaves the cupboard open. He leaves the window open and wonders why it’s so cold in the flat. The door to his bedroom is generally open, even when he’s getting dressed. John tries not to take advantage of this.It’s not that Sherlock is an open person. He does a good job of disguising his emotions, hiding them behind a smirk or a scowl. He does have a heart, though he sees no use for it. John can see it, sometimes.
John isn’t so candid. He doesn’t lie; he just keeps his thoughts to himself. Sherlock seems to be able to read him well enough, though. It’s just this: Sherlock looks for solutions, clues that will open the case and lay it all clearly before him. Sherlock doesn’t care about things that aren’t puzzles. He already knows. He simply doesn’t want to talk about it. 
The door remains closed.
Like the other doors in the flat, this one could use a coat of paint. It’s an ugly shade of green. That’s a problem easily solved: a can of paint, a brush, and an hour. 
Solving this is harder. 
John’s thinking what to say. Taking it back is not possible; the words have been spoken. 
The door opens a crack, startling John. His eyes meet Sherlock’s. 
“John.”
He takes a step back. “Look, Sherlock. I’m angry at what you did, running off and leaving me to worry. I don’t apologise for that.”
The pale eyes are fixed on him. 
“The other thing, though. Maybe you could imagine I said it without shouting.”
Sherlock blinks, his face still. “Is it true? Do you mean it?”
He nods. “Yes, I do. I know you don’t… that you aren’t… and I’m not asking for that. I just wanted to say it. Actually, I was sure you already knew.”
Sherlock simply studies him, his expression closed. John doesn’t try to hide from him. He lets him see.
And then it’s as if he’s just solved the puzzle. His face opens, light pours out, and he smiles. 
“I love you too, John.”
Tagging people in the replies because tags are acting stupid again ;-)
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raina-at · 8 hours
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Open
“Open up.”
Rather predictably, unfortunately, Sherlock gets no response.
Sherlock rubs an exasperated hand through his hair. “Listen,” he says, calmly, reasonably, trying his utmost to keep his frustration out of his voice. “We both know how this is going to end. In the end, you will cooperate. All you are doing right now is prolonging the time we both have to spend on this. So open. Up.”
Blue eyes glare at him with a stubborn recalcitrance he is unfortunately very familiar with.
“Watson. This is irrational. You have to eat. You want to eat. You like carrots. So do it please.”
“I have to ask, does that ever work?” John asks, leaning in the kitchen door. He looks rumpled and tousled from an involuntary nap on the sofa. His feet are bare and he looks domestic and relaxed and at home.
Sherlock deliberately refocuses on a still unfed Watson, unsure whether any of the fierce gladness he feels whenever he sees John be at home in Baker Street again is showing on his face.
“Watson is not an animal, John, she has capacity for rational thought.”
John says nothing, he just moves into the kitchen and drops a casual yet affectionate hand on Sherlock’s shoulder in passing. “Tea?”
“Obviously,” Sherlock answers, then refocuses on the younger Watson, both to get her fed, and because he needs to hide how shivery it makes him when John touches him so casually, yet so wonderfully. It’s been happening with increased frequency since John and Rosie moved in with him after Mary scarpered off to parts unknown, hopefully never to return.
Watson is chewing on her play spoon, watching him warily. “Ba,” she says. “Ga.”
“Eating is mandatory, unfortunately,” Sherlock says, taking up the spoon with the carrot mush again. “Believe me, I wish it wasn’t. If it were up to me, we would live on thought alone, but since the vessels our brains are unfortunately trapped in need sustenance…” He trails off, holding the spoon out to her.
Watson looks at the spoon, then grabs it with both hands and stuffs it into her mouth.
“Well done, Watson,” Sherlock says with a smug smile that melts off his face when she removes the spoon from her mouth again and with devastating precision flicks the carrot sauce right into his face.
“This isn’t funny,” Sherlock grumbles as he hears John snicker behind him, but he knows his voice lacks bite, because he’s smiling himself. He nods at Rosie. “Well played, Watson. Well played.” He turns to John. “And you can stop laughing now.”
John moves around the table towards him with a clean kitchen towel, obviously contrite, but still smiling. “She has good aim,” he observes quietly.
“She’s a Watson, I would expect no less.” 
Sherlock puts out his hand for the kitchen towel, but John surprises him again—how does he always surprise me?—by stepping up to his chair and gently cleaning the carrot mush off Sherlock’s face.
Sherlock can’t suppress a shiver. John is so close, his hands are so warm, his eyes are so—
Sherlock swallows. They’re suddenly very close.
“Sorry for laughing,” John whispers. 
“It was objectively funny,” Sherlock says, aware that he sounds as shivery as he feels. 
“It was, wasn’t it?” John’s voice is warm and low and close, his tone is affectionate, his eyes—
Kiss me, Sherlock thinks. Put me out of my misery and kiss me already. Or never look at me this way again.
For a few moments, they’re trapped in limbo, John’s hands on Sherlock’s shoulders, Sherlock grabbing at John’s elbow to prevent him from moving away. John is watching him, waiting. Sherlock suddenly realises that there’s a slight tilt of a challenging smile to John’s lips, but also an obvious hesitation.
If you want your kiss, Sherlock Holmes, you will have to come and get it.
Sherlock surges up and takes the unspoken invitation by pressing his lips to John’s.
John hesitates for a split second, but then he kisses back, winding his hands into Sherlock’s hair and pulling him in for a serious sort of kiss, one that sparks through Sherlock’s body with a tingling warmth, making him feel alive down to his toes.
It’s heavenly. It’s also far too short, because Watson, masterful in her timing as always, starts wailing, hitting John with her play spoon. 
They break apart and both start laughing. John turns a bit to his daughter and whispers, “You’re the worst wingman ever.”
Sherlock giggles, nerves and happiness and tension releasing between them in spurts of hilarity. “I think Watson is hungry after all.”
John rolls his eyes mockingly at Sherlock. “All these bodily needs, right?” he asks, a teasing smile playing over his lips.
Sherlock grabs John’s hand and presses his lips to John’s palm. “I may have underestimated the appeal of bodily needs.”
John’s eyes go dark and he visibly shivers. “Later?” he asks, his voice husky and barely there.
Sherlock smiles, feeling nervous anticipation spark over his body, but also a bone-deep certainty that this is right, and true, and wonderful. “Later.”
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Thank you so much @calaisreno for doing the May challenges this year. I'm not sure whether I can manage al 31 days this year, but I'll try. This was great fun last year, so thank you so much for doing it again this year.
Tagging a few people who might want to join. As always, please let me know if you want to be tagged or untagged.
@jrow @keirgreeneyes @helloliriels @lisbeth-kk @catlock-holmes @meetinginsamarra @discordantwords @totallysilvergirl
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notsosaucystuff · 3 days
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strawberrywinter4 · 3 days
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Summary: Recently retired police officer, John Watson, stumbles upon an odd man named Sherlock Holmes when traveling by train on his way home. He concludes the detective is insane after having only one conversation with him, but can't help but be intrigued. Ignoring John's hesitance, Sherlock brings him along on an exciting case. Through this adventure, Sherlock doesn't bother to hide his palpable obsession with John while John tries to hide his growing feelings. What will happen when they both break, following their desires?
Relationship: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson
Tags: Case Fic, Possessive Sherlock Holmes, Obsessive Behavior, Sherlock Holmes is a Bit Not Good, Takes place by the bay in Maine, American!John, Ocean, Small Towns, Alternative Universe-Small Town, Sherlock Holmes loves John Watson, John Watson is oblivious, BAMF John Watson, BAMF Sherlock Holmes, Eventual Happy Ending, Explicit Sexual Content, Love Confessions, Kissing, Fluff and Angst, Hurt/Comfort
Read chapter 1 here.
Spotify Playlist here.
I just made a little something…can’t wait to see where it goes! <3
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malevolent-muse · 1 day
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helloliriels · 11 hours
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What If I'm Not? (Ch.15)
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“We made progress today, Mallory.”
Ella rose to see her young patient out, “I’m very proud of you.”
Mallory beamed up at Ella, and then went skipping down the hall towards the receptionist. Ella followed to the doorframe. Waving goodbye as the child and her mother departed.
She heaved a sigh of relief, going back to her desk and jotting some final notes down in her journal. Then paged the receptionist. 
“Last appointment of the day went well. I’m don’t know about you, but I think we’ve earned a-”
The receptionist cleared her throat, pointedly … “You have, umm, one more appointment waiting-?” The young woman cut in. 
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“But, I thought-?”
“Mr. Evans cancelled-” she agreed, “but there is a-?” She sounded hesitant, searching for her notes, “-he said it was about John Watson?” 
Ella was puzzled. 
Someone here about John Watson? But not John Watson … ? 
Had something else happened … ? 
. Concern rushed through her like a fire.
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“Who is it?” Ella inquired. Heart racing.
“He said if you don’t know who he is, then maybe you can’t help him??” The young woman replied enigmatically, sounding a bit confused herself.
Filled with more concern than curiosity, Ella came rushing out of the office and into the waiting room. The receptionist nodded towards the chair at the far wall, and Ella followed her gaze. 
There sat an unfamiliar man in a dark coat. Head in his hands. Fingers entangled in the unruly curls … as if he had been trying to keep himself held together by sheer willpower alone. 
A pair of piercing blue eyes, wreathed in agony, looked up at her as soon as she entered … 
“I need to know what to do about John Watson,” he begged.
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It took Ella all of five seconds to know exactly who this was … 
. “Sherlock?” She invited, suddenly calm.
. “Why don’t you step into my office … ?”
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WHAT IF I'M NOT - has continued! New chapter 15 is up now!
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ineffablecpp · 2 days
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OK shippers listen up.
If you say someone's your friend.
He's your friend.
If you say someone's your best friend.
He's your best friend.
But if you keep saying someone's your *only* friend.
You're fricking gay and for God's sake GET MARRIED ALREADY
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topsyturvy-turtely · 2 days
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turtely's OTP challenge!
now on AO3! (tumblr link)
read the updated version of part 9 here:
summary: The One where John actually tries to be a good person and attempts to fix things between Sherlock and him.
[A Fix-It of 'The Lying Detective' and how 'The Hug' should have been, in my opinion.]
Teen And Up Audience, 2.089 words. Fix-It Of Sorts, Episode s04e03: The Lying Detective, Ghost-Mary actually ships them and helps them get together, hugging, kissing, John Watson is a Mess
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