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crownjeweledspider · 6 years

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Sherlock was properly defending her like any man in a coupling would and for that she was damned proud of him. First she was ashamed as he seemed to want to hide her, but now she was as proud as a peahen, watching Sherlock show off his magnificent tail feathers. The more John talked, the more embarrassing he made the situation for himself and the more calculating the woman could become. Yes, of course she was going to rub it right into his so-called best friend’s face that the two of them were now an item. She tried to kill John Watson, and the only thing that was stopping her now was Sherlock Holmes. Sooner or later she had to come up with some ingenius idea on how to nip the thorn from the rose bush, but for now she could play along as the smited girlfriend.

“ He’s terribly mean. “ Gemma proclaimed as she laced her hands up around the taller detective’s shoulders. To be honest, she had not been creating mayhem that night. In fact she had genuinely been spending time with Sherlock. It was content, a happy time. She knew Sherlock wouldn’t always want to work on cases with her but for now this had settled just fine. Allowing her right hand to gently tangle in curls at the base of his neck, just to send that extra high of serotonin to his brain, finally.. she spoke again. Although this time, it was to John Watson.

“ I don’t murder people, John. I offer them a service. And don’t talk to me about murder. How many men did you kill when you were in the war? You brag about it so, so surely the number must be dozens and dozens. And you killed one of my own men. Tsk tsk tsk. “ She waved her finger at him, chastising him as if he had done something incredibly naughty. “ You love the high of murder and danger, Doctor Watson. Let’s not pretend here. More than likely, somewhere deep down, you’re probably attracted to me. What with the fact that I personify murder and all.”

Couch Potatoes

#decrstalker #gemlock

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crownjeweledspider · 6 years

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[[ So I’ll be writing for Jim and Gemma again. I’ve gone through some muse cycles, and then some tumultuous things life wise so I’ve been completely distracted. But I miss my psychotic babies. ]]

#out of apples #the criminal masterminds are back

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crownjeweledspider · 6 years

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So sorry I haven’t been around. Since my kitty died I’ve been pretty upset. Plus I had a project due at school, and it’s finals week. I’ll be free for two weeks after Friday before class starts up again – and then in five weeks or less I’ll be starting my internship. But yeah, my kitty’s death hit me super hard and I just have had a horrible time dealing with it, despite the positives that have been in my life. I’ll try to get to replies as soon as I can baes.

#post same as other blog #real life problems #out of apples #will get to things baes

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crownjeweledspider · 6 years

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(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ friendly reminder that you are very loved and appreciated!

Reblog this in case any of your followers might need this today.

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crownjeweledspider · 6 years

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He just kept talking. That awful doctor friend of Sherlock’s just wouldn’t shut up. Gemma pretended to be asleep as Sherlock moved away from her. She didn’t keep her squeeze and hold on him, just releasing her arms so he could stand up. If John was going to keep talking, she wanted to hear what the moron had to say. He may have been a soldier, as he always had to insist, and a doctor, but Gemma found him to be a complete idiot. John was useless, if only to shoot one of Moriarty’s employees on one occasion, preventing Sherlock from taking a non-poisonous pill, since the poison was in the water, not the pill.

“ Oh will you shut up you miserable little troll! “ Finally, she had enough. Her hand smacked the arm of the couch and she crawled up it in a disjointed fashion, almost as if she was some sort of fiend in a horror film. Her limbs twisted and turned as she pulled herself closer to the two of them, fixing her clothing once she found her way to a proper sit. At that point, she didn’t care whose friend John was. He was being unnecessarily rude.

“ We did something together that you only dream you could do. We used our advanced minds to solve a case. Nothing more, nothing less. “ Sherlock, she wished, should not be so ashamed he had been caught curled up with her. It was downright offensive. Moriarty completely understood that it was a brand new feeling, a brand new event in his life. But being ashamed of it? That was rude too. But John didn’t need to know any other details of the night and she wasn’t about to give them to him. So he was presented with nothing more, nothing less. If anything, she would protect Sherlock all the more now that they were officially a couple. Gemma had no problem letting her words fly like daggers.

Stockings were slipped back onto her bare legs and heels were slipped back onto her feet. As she pushed herself up from the couch, she went to Sherlock, standing behind him on tiptoe, peering over a shoulder. “ You better get used to my visage being around here. I’ll be around here much, much more often. “

Couch Potatoes

#decrstalker #Gemlock #this is dedicated to the anon that apparently dislikes Gemma #and this is to everyone else who LOVES Gemma

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crownjeweledspider · 6 years

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Helping My Injured Muse Sentence Starters

"Oh, God, you're bleeding. You're bleeding a lot."

"Stop squirming, I'm trying to help."

"Hang on, I got you."

"Just lean on me, I'll help you walk."

"We should get that looked at."

"Don't tilt your head back, you'll make your nosebleed worse!"

"Just sit up and breathe, ok?"

"Eh, you'll be fine. I think. Maybe."

"What ever you do, don't go to sleep. Stay awake."

"Oooooo. That looks painful."

"Oh, thank God! Don't scare me like that!"

"How the hell did you do this to yourself?"

"Hey, hey, stay with me, ok?"

"You stopped breathing."

"Oh look, it's alive."

"Take deep breaths, you'll be fine."

"Arms shouldn't move like that..."

"What happened to your leg?!"

"Yep, that's broken alright. How'd you manage that?"

"Here's some ice."

"You're welcome, by the way."

"Do you need an ice pack for that shiner?"

"Yeesh, you look like shit."

"Wait, you were mugged?!"

"Is that a stab/gunshot wound?"

"Ok, ew. I'm not cleaning that up."

"Easy, easy! Just lay down, you hit your head."

"You probably have a concussion, so I wouldn't be moving arou d too much if I were you."

"We thought you were dead!"

"On a scale of 1 to 10, how much does it hurt?"

"Can you walk on your own?"

"You're getting blood on my clothes!"

"How many fingers am I holding up?"

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crownjeweledspider · 6 years

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THE FIVE SENSES / SENTENCE STARTERS .

some may be nsfw and / or be triggering.

01 : TOUCH .

❝ i love this [ FABRIC ], it feels satisfying. ❞

❝ your touch. it leaves me breathless. ❞

❝ your touch is unlike any other. ❞

❝ have you ever felt anything more comfortable? ❞

❝ feel this. what does it feel like to you? ❞

❝ i wanted to see what it felt like. ❞

❝ touch it. i dare you. ❞

❝ you felt ice cold when i touched you. ❞

❝ you feel warm to me. ❞

❝ i love the feel of [ FABRIC ] against my skin. ❞

❝ i love the feel of your skin against mine. ❞

❝ i would never touch anyone else. ❞

❝ i love the feel of your hair between each of my fingers. ❞

❝ don’t you dare touch me. ❞

❝ i want to feel your lips against my own. ❞

❝ i can feel your pulse. it jumped. ❞

❝ let me give you a massage. ❞

❝ you feel like home to me. ❞

02 : TASTE .

❝ i love the taste of you. ❞

❝ i can never forget that taste. ❞

❝ fair warning, it does have a bitter taste. ❞

❝ no offense, you just aren’t my taste. ❞

❝ can i have a taste of that? ❞

❝ i have yearned for the taste of your lips. ❞

❝ that tasted pretty good actually. ❞

❝ it just left a really bad taste in my mouth so no thanks. ❞

❝ nothing taste better than chocolate. ❞

❝ i’ve got something you might want to taste. ❞

❝ i will forever savor that taste. ❞

❝ blood has such a metallic taste. ❞

❝ my taste buds are mad at me after eating that. ❞

❝ how’s it feel to get a taste of your own medicine? ❞

❝ you didn’t even taste it. ❞

❝ trust me, you’ll want to taste this. ❞

❝ i think it has a bit of bitter sweet taste. ❞

❝ so you tasted it, did you like it? ❞

03 : SIGHT .

❝ i see you. ❞

❝ i’ve never seen things so clearer than i do now. ❞

❝ it’s too dark, i can’t see anything. ❞

❝ how can you see anything? it’s pitch dark. ❞

❝ i’ve looked close enough and i see you for what you are. ❞

❝ please, just look at me. ❞

❝ stop staring at me like that. ❞

❝ get that light out of my face. ❞

❝ it’s so bright outside today. ❞

❝ what’s wrong? what did you see? ❞

❝ you’re scared, you must have saw something. ❞

❝ what i saw, you’ll never believe me. ❞

❝ i’ve never seen you before. ❞

❝ have we seen one another before? ❞

❝ you see me for what i truly am. ❞

❝ i didn’t see anything. ❞

❝ did you see that? ❞

❝ i can’t believe my eyes. ❞

04 : SOUND .

❝ shhh, i just heard something. ❞

❝ did you hear that? ❞

❝ what is that sound? ❞

❝ i missed the sound of your voice. ❞

❝ do you hear me? stay away from me. ❞

❝ i hear you, loud and clear. ❞

❝ i’m sorry, what was that? i didn’t hear you. ❞

❝ i’ve heard that sound before. ❞

❝ you didn’t hear anything at all? ❞

❝ can you hear what they’re saying? ❞

❝ aw, i love the sound of music. ❞

❝ i never said i could hear them. ❞

❝ wait, hear that? something is coming. ❞

❝ i could hear screams … ❞

❝ i heard you all the way upstairs. ❞

❝ you didn’t just hear that? that sound? that noise? ❞

❝ trust me, you’re going to want to hear this. ❞

❝ please, just hear me out. ❞

05 : SMELL .

❝ what is that smell? ❞

❝ i have missed your smell. ❞

❝ you smell nice. ❞

❝ it’s unlike anything i’ve smelled before. ❞

❝ i smell the food cooking from here. ❞

❝ do you smell that? ❞

❝ how are you able to smell that? ❞

❝ no offense but it really smells. ❞

❝ it’s starting to smell. ❞

❝ tell me, you’ve smelled this before. ❞

❝ i know that smell, it’s the smell of lies. ❞

❝ i can smell you from here. ❞

❝ are you smelling me? ❞

❝ i missed the smell of your hair. ❞

❝ i need to step away, get some fresh air. ❞

❝ do you smell that? that’s the smell of freedom. ❞

❝ i could never erase your smell. ❞

❝ i can smell the fear on you from here. ❞

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crownjeweledspider · 6 years

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Jim just observed him as he slid the ring onto his finger. He had beaten him to the punch on this one, choosing to propose before Moriarty ever got the chance. The ring was beautiful too, the man had such good taste. It was so complimentary to Jim’s overall attitude. He absolutely adored it. As soon as the man was on his feet, he wanted to pounce on him. This was the best surprise of all. “ No turning back. Not ever. “

The pair had truly pushed their relationship when it came to everyone around them; their friends, their colleagues, everyone. No one could believe that somehow this worked, but it did. They had a long and trusting relationship, one built up on many different factors. And if someone doubted it? Screw them. In Jim’s case there was always a bullet or a knife at the ready if some idiot caused a problem.

“ I love you too. “ Tilting his head into his touch, into that hand that cradled his cheek. He turned it, kissing at his palm and fingers. “ You’re the world to me. I’ve always promised I would give it to you, and I mean that. I still mean it. With you, I find a sense of happiness that I never knew I could feel. – But, there is something I have to tell you. “

crownjeweledspider:

The smug look on Sherlock’s face had him in absolute shock. Jim had not been expecting a proposal of any kind. The two of them had been living together, against society and whatever their respective friends had said against them. It had been so long now if he had to think about it, and they had both been through a lot. A shooting, a bombing and everything in between – it was absolutely appropriate, but Jim had hoped to get to him first. But here Sherlock was, down on one knee with an engagement ring.

And the ever flamboyant Moriarty holding a hand to his mouth in shock. It was difficult to shock Jim because he usually saw ten steps ahead of everyone else. So this, was a special moment. He’d file it away in his observatory, a memory he would never forget. “ Oh Sherlock, it’s beautiful..” But that was not the answer he wanted or needed. His darling did, however, have excellent taste.

“ Of course, I mean – Yes, I’ll marry you. “ He corrected himself for a more proper answer. He leaned down and grasped his face in both his hands, taking it upon himself to kiss him. It was firm but loving. Sherlock had brought tears to the criminal’s face. He laughed softly and presented his proper hand for the ring.

Hearing Jim’s answer definitely caused a full blown smile on Sherlock’s face. Eyes glowing with happiness upon seeing several tears escaped from his lover’s eyes. “Good.” He takes the ring out of the box and put on Jim’s slowly. “No turning back, okay?” Sherlock asked before standing up and pulling him close.

“I love you, Jim. More than the challenging cases, the dangerous incidents and the world. ” He murmured before going in for another kiss. “Because to me, you are my world.” Sherlock’s hand reached out to touch his face, thumb grazing his cheek. “And I’m glad that I’m marrying you soon enough.”

#shallnotdisappoint

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crownjeweledspider · 6 years

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* don’t starters

‘ don’t be a stranger. ’

‘ i don’t think i can. ’

‘ don’t say that. ’

‘ you don’t have to go. ’

‘ don’t be what they made you. ’

‘ you don’t have to be anyone’s hero. ’

‘ why don’t you stay right here? ’

‘ don’t you trust me? ’

‘ you don’t have to be on your own. ’

‘ i don’t like to think about it. ’

‘ you don’t get to make that call. ’

‘ don’t act like you care. ’

‘ we don’t think alike. ’

‘ you don’t need to worry about that. ’

‘ i don’t know why. ’

‘ you don’t mean that. ’

‘ you don’t have to tell me. ’

‘ i don’t trust many people. ’

‘ i don’t have a family anymore. ’

‘ you don’t care what they think. ’

‘ don’t listen to them. ’

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crownjeweledspider · 6 years

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* love ♥ starters

‘ want me to stay? ’

‘ we’re almost home. ’

‘ you should be in bed. ’

‘ we can share it.’

‘ stay there. i’m coming to get you. ’

‘ shh, shh. you were dreaming. ’

‘ grab my hand. ’

‘ i’m just going to pick you up. ’

‘ everything okay? ’

‘ i won’t leave you behind. ’

‘ don’t worry. better out than in. ’

‘ who did that to you? ’

‘ sit down and rest. ’

‘ sweetie, i would never think that. ’

‘ come lay down in my lap. ’

‘ i know you think you’re all alone out there, but you’re not. ’

‘ call me when you get home. ’

‘ we should change those bandages. ’

‘ you’re safe here. ��

‘ honey… ’

‘ of course we love you. ’

‘ wait here. i’ll go run a bath for you. ’

‘ take my bed for tonight. ’

‘ i promise. ’

‘ you’re always welcome here. ’

‘ don’t talk like that. ’

‘ bad dream? ’

‘ talk to me. ’

‘ it’s okay to cry. ’

‘ you need to be more careful.’

‘ we should hug this out. ’

‘ i worry about you. ’

‘ can i hold your hand? ’

‘ because i care about you. ’

‘ it made me think of you. ’

‘ take care of yourself. ’

‘ put your seatbelt on. ’

‘ where did you go? ’

‘ i didn’t mean to worry you. ’

‘ i made breakfast. ’

‘ sing something for me? ’

‘ open it and find out. ’

‘ how long have you been like this? ’

‘ you look nice. ’

‘ here, take my jacket. ’

‘ close your eyes and try to get some rest. ’

‘ focus on my voice. ’

‘ i meant every word. ’

‘ i was here all night. ’

‘ look both ways before you cross. ’

‘ you don’t have to talk. ’

‘ this is your favorite, right? ’

‘ you’ll feel better in the morning. ’

‘ you have a nice laugh. ’

‘ here, take my jacket. ’

‘ you could stay here. with me. ’

‘ we’ll figure it out together. ’

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crownjeweledspider · 6 years

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you should just make this a gemmma blog cause all you do is write her now -.-

Actually, no. I have another blog I’ve been writing on and my focus had been on his muse and going to school. I didn’t realize how long it had been since I had written for Jim or Gemma, but the first thread I had to reply for was a Gemlock thread. K thnx.

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crownjeweledspider · 6 years

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