#sherlock/john thetimemov

[ao3feed-johnlock]

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/IEKjw0U

by thetimemoves

It's fine. It's all fine.

Words: 221, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Sherlock (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Sherlock Holmes, John Watson

Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson

Additional Tags: Developing Relationship, Kissing, 221B Ficlet

May 28, 2023 at 05:02PM

#AO3 works tagged 'Sherlock Holmes/John Watson' #ao3feed #fanfic #johnlock #sherlock/john thetimemov

[helloliriels]

For always bringing darkness with the light ...

Join me in honouring:

@floccinaucinihilipilificationa

Humorist & Artist Extraordinaire

Critics are calling it: "Peak Comedy", "Kickass Art", "I felt this in my soul!", "Screaming 😃, Crying 😭, Laughing 🤣", "ROFL ... This is the BEST!", "Ahahah!!!", #CRACK (the crack is in my heart 💔)

For always mixing in irony with humor in the bestest of ways! (and we love you so much for it!) (never change!) xoxoxox - Liri

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HELLO AWARD SEASON HAS BEGUN!!!! SHERLOCKED 2024

#hello award season! #has begun! #sherlock fandom #bbc sherlock #johnlock #sherlock in a sheet #sherlocked 2024 #_large

[raina-at]

Letters

Dear John,

Come back.

Don’t get married.

Half of all marriages end in divorce, you don’t want to get married just to get divorced again, do you?

You’ve only known her for six months. That’s nothing. 

Is the sex that good?

Do you really love her?

Do you love her more than me?

Forgive me.

Come back.

Don’t get married.

I love you.

I miss you.

You make me better. Everything is better with you.

You think I’m the special one, but that’s not true. It was always you. You keep me right.

I know I don’t deserve it, but please choose me anyway. 

Come home.

Please.

Sherlock sighs in frustration as he throws the paper to the floor. How is he supposed to do this? 

Every time he tries to think of what he’ll say at the wedding, his heart hurts. His head hurts. Everything hurts. He has a recurring nightmare; he opens his mouth at the wedding and a horrid sort of wailing sound comes out, and everyone’s staring at him because they know it’s the sound of his heart breaking.

He needs help. But the only person who can help him is the one person he can’t ask.

So Lestrade it is.

*-*

Lestrade is surprisingly helpful, and Sherlock manages to write most of his speech with a few pointers from him. Lestrade reassures him that John will be happy, which is the end goal.

Sherlock is about to settle down to his microscope and some interesting slides from a necrotic horse liver when there’s a knock on the door.

Sherlock opens the door to an agitated John, who holds up a sheet of paper.

“Is this true?” he says with an odd, wide-eyed intensity.

“What are you talking about?” Sherlock asks, trying to catch a glimpse of the paper in John’s hand.

John thrusts it at him, and Sherlock’s stomach flips over when he realises that it’s the first draft of his best man speech. The one he threw to the floor. Where a nosy DI must have picked it up and...

He’s going to murder Lestrade with his bare hands.

He looks up at John. “Um…”

“Sherlock,” John says, eyes intent on his. “Is it true?”

“I never meant for you to see this, Lestrade-”

“Never mind that, now,” John says, taking a step closer to Sherlock and gently taking the paper from Sherlock’s hand. “Is it true?” he asks, softly but insistently, looking at Sherlock with an expression that’s almost… hopeful? Surely that can’t be true.

But he doesn’t want to lie anymore, so he nods. Just once.

“Oh,” John says, and surely the lovely smile on his face is a trick of the light. Surely the way he steps closer to Sherlock is all in his head, surely the hands sliding up Sherlock’s arms and cupping his face are a figment of his imagination and surely John’s lips against his have a purely medicinal purpose, breathing life and light into Sherlock’s entire body, his lungs, his heart.

“Oh,” Sherlock breathes against John’s lips as he kisses back.

He’s going to have to do something nice for Lestrade. And he’s going to hold on to that piece of paper. It’ll make a good first draft of his wedding vows.

Thanks for the tag and the idea, @calaisreno , I'm not ready for the fun to end ;-)

I actually wrote something else first, but I think that's going to be the basis for a longer fic, so have another TSoT fix it.

Tagging a few of the usual suspects: @helloliriels @keirgreeneyes @jrow @catlock-holmes @totallysilvergirl @topsyturvy-turtely @meetinginsamarra @jrow @thetimemoves @the-reading-lemon @discordantwords and anyone else who wants to play.

#johnlock #bbc sherlock #johnlock fic #my fic #may prompts #letters

[calaisreno]

Locked Room by Calais Reno

Summary: John wakes up in a locked room, unable to remember how he got here. The last thing he remembers is his hands covered in blood, trying to keep a soldier from dying. His roommate also seems to be suffering from amnesia, and has decided that John is a delusion.

Excerpt:

“Where the hell am I?”

“Not Afghanistan,” John replies. “But if we’re in London, I don’t remember being transported here. I must have been out for days.”

“No, it’s much simpler,” Sherlock says. “You’re a delusion.”

“A self-aware delusion?”

“Exactly the type of delusion my mind would supply.” He slumps down on the bed. “Now, if you’ll just shut up, I’m going to pass out again, take advantage of oblivion, however temporary. No doubt things will be worse when I finally come out of it.”

CW: near-death experiences

I promise this will have the happiest of endings!

Thank you to all my readers this year for your kudos, comments, and reblogs!

Tagging:

@lisbeth-kk @totallysilvergirl @mydogwatson @chinike @peanitbear @ninasnakie @lhrinchelsea @sentimentalfuturist @loves-to-read-fanfic @lilithcroft @demonicangeling @copperplatebeech @kettykika78 @thetimemoves @raina-at @lololollywrites @starrla89 @grace-in-the-wilderness @discordantwords @mxster-jocale @keirgreeneyes @loveismyrevolution @missdeliadili @itzmi @iamjustreading @7-percent @thegildedbee

#bbc sherlock #johnlock #my fics #locked room

[blogstandbygo]

Rache (German for Revenge)

How Sally began to distrust Sherlock Holmes, and how she started trusting him again.

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#bbc sherlock #fanfiction

[discordantwords]

dw's 2023 year in review

Another year gone.

Amidst all of the chaos, fandom has remained an oasis of calm and joy for me. Thank you to all of you, the readers and writers and artists, who keep this place alive. Wishing you a happy and healthy new year.

I wasn't very productive this year. But I tried.

Completed Fics:

Nothing to Celebrate

Sherlock Holmes is back from the dead. Things only get worse from there.

Ficlets:

After the Storm - A coda to Whirlwind.

Distraction - John and Sherlock are held captive by someone with a taste for violence. For John, it hits a little too close to home.

WIPs begun posting in 2023:

Time in a Bottle

"You never asked me to make him love you back. That's always one of the first things that someone asks me, you know. 'Make him fall in love.' 'Make her love me.' 'Make him return my feelings.' 'Make him want me.' Blah, blah, blah, on and on and on. But you didn't do that. Neither did he."

This is a story of seven wishes.

One wasted wish, five wishes that changed the world, and one wish that changed nothing at all.

_____

Would anyone else like to share their progress this year?

@calaisreno @thetimemoves @khorazir @lololollywrites @naefelldaurk @johnwatso @arwamachine @totallysilvergirl @bakerstmel and anyone else who sees this and wants to play along?

#it's the end of the year #dw fic year in review #2023 fic year in review

[a-freemaniac]

We meet the doctors for the first time.

And Dr. Holmes certainly made an entrance.

Not that kind of " wow what a guy " kind of entrance but more the " what the f..." kind of entrance.

But we first meet John, a thing I love and prefer in stories because he is always the best entry into a new story.

Like a really good supporting act on a festival right before the more interesting but arrogant superstar arrives.

John is a warm up who makes you feel cosy and secure and together you wait for the storm.

And the storm arrives indeed.

Dr. Sherlock Holmes new medical superstar a patent already made and sold, is he the new neurosurgeon and within weeks he has a reputation for being rude, difficult and brilliant.

The brilliance is as obvious as the arrogance and John is equally surprised and annoyed.

But he is also a tiny little bit fascinated and is not quite sure why...

They work and clash in the OR one day and while others are intimidated by Sherlock’s behaviour is John simply annoyed and says so.

In a contest of getting the upper hand John is our winner.

We getting glimpses of the real Sherlock a bit later when he proceeds towards John again and ask for help.

Here we see a shy and insecure man who is obviously wrestling with a truth he keeps very well hidden, and we see the huge amount of trust in John approaching him in that matter.

A very moving part and what I call 

a man child moment.

Because Sherlock is a very sensitive person and John is obviously the only one he can go to which makes the moment precious and yet sad.

Sherlock’s confession being on the spectrum is groundbreaking.

For Sherlock, John and the story.

Sherlock is clearly ashamed and telling John this because he needs his help to make a medical failure accusation going away is a huge deal for a man who likes to be seen cold, talented and untouchable.

I love that all the thoughts we readers might have are in John's head too.

John is our conscience, our bond to Sherlock early knotted but unbreakable already.

Together they go and investigate a little to help Sherlock’s case, a case I won't go into detail because if you haven't read the story yet I'm not going to spoil the fun for you.

But the help John offers comes with a payback.

That's at least what Sherlock thinks and acts accordingly and much to John's surprise I might add and to mine:) 

Here we see a first behaviour of Sherlock that seems unusual and inappropriate but it also seems he simply doesn't know better and he doesn't have these natural social skills that forbid us to act in such a direct manner.

No right or wrong or any judgment coming from my side.

This is just what I observed.

And so did John luckily and doesn't give up on Sherlock, although after certain events Sherlock is back at his usual cold self with a brick wall around his emotions.

But good old John finds a way and he also realises that he finds himself attracted to the new neurosurgeon star.

And slowly but constantly they find a way towards each other because Sherlock opens up for the first time and John sees behind the mask of arrogance and indifference.

This first piece sets the standard and the curiosity for more.

I was lucky enough to discover the series after Jill completed it.

So I didn't have to wait lol.

Reading this first part and knowing there will be more makes you wonder what will happen and how this story will heading and you know for sure that you are in for a ride:) 

Link to the series here:

@inevitably-johnlocked @7-percent @jbaillier @totallysilvergirl @keirgreeneyes @discordantwords @lostinsherlock44 @8redskittles @axl-is-stoopid @jobooksncoffee @johnlockiseverywhere @kettykika78 @cvdiee @manyofnine @jazzthecat00 @pucketdog @deelaundry @neinknives @helloliriels @dizzyone55 @thetimemoves @bewitched-bullet

#bbc sherlock #johnlock #alternate universe #fanfiction #appreciation post #'review #sherlock holmes #john watson #medicine #neurosurgery #on the spectrum #yougotomyhead

[arwamachine]

ao3 stats game

Thank you for tagging me, @thetimemoves!

Rules: Give us the links to your wonderful words with the most hits, most kudos, most comments, most bookmarks, most words, and least words.

Most Hits/Kudos/Comments/Bookmarks: Most hits, kudos, and comments—by a landslide—goes to Indefinite Lines. This is my post s4 mega-fuck-off of a fic that endeavored to take everything we were given in canon and turn it into something beautiful. Epic villains. BAMF!Rosie. Love for days.

To Stand Before the Storm still holds the title for most bookmarks, I assume because sheep. 🐑

Fourth Most Kudos: This is You Might Just as Well Be Blind, a fun-as-hell, fake-relationship-for-a-case, only-one-bed fic I managed to churn out at record speed for a fic exchange that somehow managed to turn out not that bad. Bonus BAMF!Hudders.

Most Words: Once again, Indefinite Lines by a landslide! This fic technically takes place over the course of 4,650 days. There was a lot to say.

Least Words: Excluding the Pridelocked poetry I wrote, that would be Origin of a New Species, the first fic I ever posted! This is a bit of an odd one, told from the perspective of a Sherlock who is so bored that he (metaphorically) devolves into a single-celled organism...until John helps, of course. This fic is a perfect example of why fanfic is so fucking awesome, because nowhere else would I be able to write that bullshit and have anyone else be willing to read it 😆

#fanfiction #johnlock fanfiction #sherlock fanfiction #ao3 stats game

[nottoolateforthegame]

Tag Game-20 Questions for Fic Writers

I was tagged by @2dents

1. How many words to you have on AO3?

57

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

177,813. One of my 2023 goals is to reach 200,000.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Sherlock (and Related Fandoms), 911 (TV), Teen Wolf, The Hobbit

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Burning House (Teen Wolf; E; 41,007)

Fostering Pack (Teen Wolf; E; 32,171)

All He Could Ever Want (Sherlock; M; 12,142)

Double Bluff (Sherlock; T; 4,847)

5 Times Sherlock Tried to Make John’s Fantasy Come True + 1 Time John Made Sherlock’s (Sherlock; M; 10,038)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Absolutely! I am grateful for each and every one. Plus my favorite part of fandom is interacting with other fans. 

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

The Letter (Sherlock, G, 100, MCD). Short but painful. 

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Hmmm…I usually write happy endings, so tough question. 

I think An Inaccurate Retelling (The Hobbit; G; 5,024)  is probably one of my fluffiest, most domestic fics. 

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I have. Not frequently but enough that I’ve learned to just delete them. 

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Yes I do. About a third of my fics are Mature or Explicit. 

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

I don’t. Hats off to those that can pull it off, though. 

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I don’t think so? 

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I’ve had a couple asks, and let them know I’d love to link to it/share, but I never heard back, so…maybe?

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I gave it a try once, but it was never finished.

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

If I have to pick just one-Johnlock. The Sherlock fandom is what brought me into the fandom fold. 

15. What’s a Wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

There is a post-S4 Sherlock fic that has haunted me. It’s a John’s Mind Bungalow fic, where he is in a coma and is taking in snippets from around him and his brain tries to make it all into a story that makes sense. The first half would be S4/him in the hospital, the second half would be what happens after he wakes up/unpacking the real story and of course the consequences of it all. I've started it a few times but somehow never make any real progress with it.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I honestly don’t know. I get a lot of compliments/requests for more on my smut-so I must be doing something right there. I think I do a pretty decent job writing kids/kid fics as well. 

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I’ve always struggled with endings. And titles. I’m currently struggling with the habit of writing. When I first started writing, I would write on my phone whenever I had even five minutes. Then I started outlining, and writing during evening sprints on my laptop. But now, I need to get back into writing when I can find the time on my phone, and I’m struggling to get back into that mindset-the ability to just switch into writing mode when I find myself waiting in an office or whatever. 

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? 

Italics all the way. I don’t trust google to do me right for translation and I trust the readers will understand what's going on.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Sherlock

20. Favorite fic you’ve written? Observations of Grief (Sherlock; T; 2,248).

I had a lot of fun trying to get into Mycroft’s head and using a new pov. It was also very satisfying to put some of my headcanons about the period between Reichenbach and the return into a fic. 

A few (NO PRESSURE) tags: @sweetpeapod @merelypassingtime @mellaithwen @thetimemoves and anyone else who sees this and wants to do it.

#tag game #bbc sherlock #teen wolf #the hobbit #911 fox

[amyreadsandstresses]

AMY'S DAILY FIC REC

The BBC Sherlock fics I've read recently

*Harmless Things - @jbaillier

16k, 7/7, Sickfic, Hospital, Venom, Fluff and Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Sick Sherlock, The constant delight of reading a J_Baillier fic

This is definitely not how John had imagined their Saturday night.

*Hindshight - Lapis Lazuli

Reread, 21k, 4/4, Injury, Johnlock, Hurt/Comfort

Sherlock is seriously injured during a case. John is there to support him as he struggles to cope with the changes this injury causes to his life. Despite set-backs, this newfound level of intimacy gradually draws them even closer together, bringing their already close relationship to the next level.

*Never Trust to General Impressions - @thetimemoves

9k, 1/1, Johnlock, 5+1, First Kiss, Mycroft Holmes, Greg Lestrade, Developing Relationship

John might not be a master of deduction, but as he likes to remind Sherlock on the regular, he’s no idiot either. There is what the world thinks of Sherlock, and then there is what John really knows.

Well, most of the time. There's always something.

Or, five things John Watson knows for sure about Sherlock Holmes and one thing he completely misses.

#amy's fic rec #bbc sherlock #sherlock bbc #johnlock #sherlock fanfic #john watson #sherlock holmes #mycroft holmes #greg lestrade #tjlc

[helloliriels]

What If I'm Not? (Ch.15)

“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. 

.

“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.

.

“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.

.

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 … ?”

.

WHAT IF I'M NOT - has continued! New chapter 15 is up now!

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[raina-at]

Many Happy Returns

The candles flicker gaily as John and Rosie sing Happy Birthday. Sherlock bites down on a smile. He loves both John and Rosie to absolute distraction, but neither of them has a musical bone in their body. What they lack in talent, though, they make up for in unbridled enthusiasm, especially Rosie. The fact that she couldn’t hit a note with a cricket bat even if it was the size of a cow doesn’t stop her from belting at the top of her lungs.

“Happy Birthday, dear Sheeeeerloooooock,” she sings out, John joining her a bit less loudly, but just as falsely.

Sherlock meets John’s eyes over the seventeen candles on his birthday cake, and he can tell that John is trying not to laugh.

John looks younger in candlelight, especially with the suppressed mirth sparkling in his eyes and a smile playing around his lips as he joins his — their — enthusiastic daughter as she tries her best to shatter glass with her voice.

Sherlock applauds when they’re done singing, and not only because he’s relieved that his ears aren’t assaulted any longer, but because the two people who just sang him an awful birthday song could literally have anything from him, down to the very atoms of his being. 

“Blow out the candles!” Rosie yells; she’s always loud when she’s excited, and birthdays are always exciting for Rosie, even when it’s not her own. 

“I have to ask, why seventeen?” Sherlock asks as he surveys the cake. It’s obviously home-made and a tiny bit wonky, and it looks like a unicorn vomited rainbow sprinkles all over it.

“I couldn’t fit any more,” Rosie answers with an adorable death glare at the cake. “I know you’re way, way, way older, but that’s all I had room for on the stupid cake.” She turns to her father. “Daddy, I told you, we should have used the larger tin.” The tone of her voice is both accusatory and a bit uncertain.

“The cake is perfect, Watson,” Sherlock says, running a soothing hand over Rosie’s curls. 

John snorts in disbelief, grinning at Sherlock over Rosie’s head. “I hope you like the unicorn theme.”

“Of course, who doesn’t love unicorns?” 

“Nobody,” Rosie says with full conviction, glaring at John with an arched eyebrow, which makes John laugh.

“Yes, yes, you told me so,” John says, raising his hands in defeat. “I remain the only person in this family who can admit they’re wrong.”

“Occasionally,” Sherlock adds.

“Blow out your candles before they completely ruin your cake, love,” John says affectionately.

“I want to help!” Rosie yells, climbing into Sherlock’s lap. “You need to make a wish first!”

Sherlock looks at John, who’s taking a picture of them with his phone with a fond smile, at Rosie who’s counting down the blowing out of the candles, at the wonky cake, the candles jammed into them with unnecessary force, at the inexpertly wrapped birthday presents, and thinks that he has more than he could ever have wished for because these two chaotic, messy, loud, at times annoying but always brilliant and extraordinary people love him.

Many happy returns, he thinks as he blows out his candles.

For @notjustamumj's May prompt "Candlelight", have some sappy parentlock.

Hm, who hasn't done this... I'm tagging @jrow @totallysilvergirl @inevitably-johnlocked @discordantwords @thetimemoves and whoever else wants to play.

#johnlock #bbc sherlock #johnlock fic #my fic #microfics #candlelight #parentlock

[calaisreno]

The Losing Side by Calais Reno

Chapter One: Not an Idiot

What if... Sherlock planned to fake his suicide, but John figured it out before he met Moriarty on the roof? What if Sherlock refused John's offer to go with him? And what if John did something so inexplicable that Sherlock couldn't stop thinking about it for two years?

What John did was unexpected, and the realisation that John Watson can surprise me is humbling. I’ve called John an idiot more than once, tried his patience, ignored his pained expressions and muttered displeasure. And John has pulled the rug out from under me, first by reasoning out what I was up to, and second by kissing me. I’m afraid to think about what the kiss means. Love may be a mystery, or a defect, or a dangerous disadvantage, or a vicious motivator, but a kiss is a statement. Hello, goodbye, I love you. It hardly seems possible that John loves me despite my efforts to make myself unloveable. Goodbye seems most likely.

AN: A new story! This one is not too long, chapters fairly short, moves quickly. Mary won't dominate the story, I promise! This is about Sherlock and John and all the things they finally realise. I'll post chapters twice a week.

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ao3 stats game!

I was tagged by @tiltedsyllogism. Thanks for thinking of me!

Rules: Give us the links to your wonderful words with the most hits, most kudos, most comments, most bookmarks, most words, and least words.

Most Hits/Kudos/Bookmarks: (Never) Turn Your Back to the Sea, my answer to S4 which sees Sherlock processing what he's endured, and recognizing that change can sometimes be for the better. Written as a Fandom Trumps Hate gift for @thetimemoves

Most Comments: White Knight, a fake-relationship fic that has Sherlock and Janine teaming up to get married for a case, much to John's dismay. The fact that John knows it's all fake doesn't comfort him at all.

Fourth-Most Kudos: Another Auld Lang Syne, a holiday advent fic that has John unexpectedly receiving an out of town job offer and finding himself at a crossroads.

Most Words: Out There, an X-Files fusion that casts Sherlock as Mulder and John as Scully, clocks in at 131,695 words and is BY FAR the longest thing I've ever written. This one merges my two most beloved fandoms and, in a lot of ways, feels like the fic I was born to write.

Least Words: Excluding the myriad ficlets I've collected in Little Contributions, my shortest individual fic is Cake, a Sally-centric piece that is 2,420 words long and recounts the horrifying circumstances surrounding her first meeting with Sherlock.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 221B Baker Towers Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson, minor Irene Adler/Freya Norton Characters: Sherlock Holmes, John Watson (Jan Hamid), Mycroft Holmes, Mrs. Hudson, Irene Adler, Freya Norton Additional Tags: Romance, Character Study, Mentions of racism xenophobia and transphobia, mentions of healthcare workers' experience in Covid pandemic (not graphic), war conditions and injury (not graphic), foul language/cursing Summary:

The spider at the center of this web is not the one you're expecting.

STORY LINK HERE: SPIDER STORIES (Holmes/Watson, 12K, rated T)

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My Holmestice contribution this year, a gift for my lovely friend starfishstar, was a combination fanvid and fic, both of which tell the same story in their own ways (if you click the story link, you’ll see the vid at the top and then the story starts right underneath). This is set in the entirely fan-created modern Holmesian storyverse called 221B Baker Towers. The tumblr for that adaptation explains more fully its origins and brings together its fandom creations in one place. But in short, the main premise behind this adaptation is: a Holmes and Watson are men of color in Britain, without wealth or influence, who are facing a ‘Moriarty’ who is no individual criminal mastermind, but rather the larger system of structural inequality and injustice.

This was my first attempt at vidding almost entirely with public domain stock footage, which I drew from pexels.com. I was very pleasantly surprised by the amazing variety of footage they have in there if you search hard enough :) And I also drew inspiration from starfishstar’s own lovely fic in this ‘verse, Do You Observe?

Special thanks to @thetimemoves for letting me bounce ideas off her and being there every time, encouraging and commiserating as needed, as we both pushed ourselves to get our ideas down on paper this round <3333

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Well look who showed up in my color-by-numbers app!

21 notes - Posted January 7, 2022

#4

Guess who’s finally taking her once-in-a-lifetime trip to the UK (London and Manchester) this spring?

26 notes - Posted February 7, 2022

#3

Kinktober 2022 -1- No Touching

John’s hands appeared in front of Sherlock’s face, reached down and one grabbed the book from his hands, laid it aside without marking his page.

“John.”

“No talking.” Stern, hoarse, and low, John’s voice just beside his ear, the wind of his breath gently rustling the tips of Sherlock’s hair. Sherlock hummed--some amusement, some arousal--and closed his eyes, bowed his head, inviting John to the back of his bent neck.

John’s teeth pressing the top edge of his ear. “No talking, just listen, I’m going to make you ready because I want you.”

Sherlock catches his lower lip between his teeth, needs the extra space to breathe--already, just from the commanding voice, the desire in it, intolerant of Sherlock’s potential denial.

“Open your trousers, I want to see what gets you hard.” Sherlock wants to reply, you, but has been admonished. He does as he’s told, sliding the hook free from the bar, slipping down the zip. Shifts his hips forward, slumping, and John’s hands rest firm on his shoulders, and he hums beside Sherlock’s other ear, the blur of his face just visible in Sherlock’s peripheral vision. He turns his head, reaches up to catch the back of John’s neck, to pull him close for a kiss or a bite or a moan into his open mouth.

His hand is swatted away with a resounding smack, and stings. “No touching.”

A thrill of imminent torment jags through him, heating the skin of his chest, making him gasp. John’s hands are firm around his wrists as he pins them to the chair-arms. “Like this,” he commands, and Sherlock nods, head light as his blood rushes away from his brain.

John’s lips brushing his ear, temple, the side of his face as he streams a torrent of I’ve been wanting you all day, couldn’t wait to get back to you because I want to feel your hot mouth around my cock, yes, and that tongue of yours, slithering, so that Sherlock’s prick tingles and warms, and his mouth is dry, so he wets it.

Sherlock grips hard, wanting to touch--John, himself--but just digs in his fingertips. Sucks a gasp that elicits John’s approving hum in return. Then he’s back at it, now in the other ear, Look how pink your prick is getting, just listening while I tell you I want you on your knees, want your pretty fingers in my arsehole while I hold you by the hair and fuck your pretty mouth. The open zip of his trousers is an itchy-cool irritant against the base of his thickening cock.

Love to see your tears coming, hear you choke, hear you trying not to choke--yes, darling, look how hard you are; you’re dying to lick your fingers and wrap them around your prick, aren’t you?

Sherlock whimpers and his forearms shake with the exertion of keeping his hands still and steady. His knuckles ache from clenching. The leather creaks. He does want to wet his palm. He does want to clutch and stroke, not gently, he’s aching. 

When I come in your mouth, you like that, don’t you?, filling you up, hot, and you gag before you swallow and it’s gorgeous. John moans elaborately, scrapes the edges of his teeth against the back of Sherlock’s neck, wrenching to bite him like a wolf with a pup. Sherlock wants to beg, for mercy, for relief, for John to stop and never to stop. On the razor’s edge of failure to comply, Sherlock is granted the relief of more hot muttering, low and violent beside his ear.

I like to see the spit shining on your chin, mixed with my cum, and your fat lips all dark and wet, and my god look how you’re running with wanting me, your trousers will be ruined.

Sherlock’s right hand comes free, hovers for a half-instant in the air--John growls--then slaps down on his own thigh, and he twists the fabric up in his fist, gritting his teeth, whining in a way that stings him with delicious shame. His cock is hot, throbby, and his hips roll and jerk.

That’s it, darling, John murmurs, and glances the tip of his tongue along the sensitive lower edge of Sherlock’s ear lobe. You’ve listened so well. A self-satisfied sound from John which sets off a clang of alarm in Sherlock’s already rattling, blood-rushing brain. He grips both of Sherlock’s shoulders soundly, gives them a shoring-up sort of shake.

“We’ll give it some time,” he says decisively, releases Sherlock and backs away. Walking away, he mutters a final, low scold.

“No touching.”

28 notes - Posted October 2, 2022

#2

It was about this time last year I learned that Total Eclipse of the Heart--an inexplicable Top 40 pop hit despite lacking a chorus or even a hook, being almost 6 minutes long, featuring weird disembodied-eerie-ghost backing vocals, and being belted out by a rock diva with raw-power drums and an organ solo--was originally written for a never-made Nosferatu musical, and now everything makes sense. Not just the song. Everything.

Don’t get me started on this batshit crazy music video with dancing ninjas, a boys’ choir of ghosts, a fencer for some reason?, and wild boys borrowed from Duran Duran.

33 notes - Posted May 16, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

I was away from home and my laptop last night so I’ll let you in on yesterday’s scary movie because I know you were missing it last night when I didn’t post.

I watched the new Hellraiser movie. I thought it was pretty good.

Tons and tons of fanboi tears about this reboot of the 1980s Hellraiser franchise. Apparently even though the demonic Cenobites originally envisioned by author Clive Barker were (according to him) genderless extrapolations of gay BDSM archetypes

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35 notes - Posted October 9, 2022

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