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My contribution to this month’s @sherlockchallenge : Time Travel
Sherlock and John in Roman times: Sherlock is wearing a toga and John is dressed as a Centurio
Sherlock and John in 1066: Norman Sherlock and Anglo Saxon John
The War of the Roses: Yorkist Sherlock with John of the House of Lancaster handing him a red rose
Tudor Johnlock: Sherlock dressed in scholar’s robes and John as a Henrician courtier
Georgian Johnlock: Sherlock in civilian clothing and John in a captain’s uniform
Victorian Johnlock
1940s Johnlock (based on my WW2 fic Enigma): civilian Sherlock and naval officer John
2010 Johnlock: their first meeting at Barts
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He felt strong arms encircle him before his vision went black.
Happy birthday to my special bunnybae~
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Sherlock in a suspiciously small sweater
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Story under cut ♥
Keep reading
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「SHERLOCK」/「アガハリ」の作品 [pixiv] #pixitail
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Not always subtext
Sherlock: John! I need your assistance!
John: Yeah?
Sherlock: *takes out wallet, digs out small white business card, and holds it up*
Card: “V”
John: …
Sherlock: …
John: …Sherlock, the fuck am I looking at?
Sherlock: Obvious. My v-card. I need you to punch it for me.
John: *holds up fist* You need me to punch you in the face?
Sherlock: No subtext this time. I want you to render this card null and void.
John: ????????????????????????????????????????
Sherlock: You have questions.
John: Mostly “WHAT THE FUCK, SHERLOCK?!” but yeah, I have questions!!
Sherlock: Well, the police may not consult amateurs but I do, especially when the amateurs promise better results, and who better to ask than Thr–
John: Don’t.
Sherlock: …my best friend and trusted colleague, who I know will be careful of both my person and my feelings?
John: Aw. No wait. Why the sudden urge to…er…get your card punched, after all this time?
Sherlock: Well…there’s someone. Special. But you know me; I hate to be…well, bad at things I care about. I thought some practice would be the best way to avoid any faux paus.
John: *heart breaking* Oh. *brain catching up* Oh hell. What? No. Just…just call her.
Sherlock: John Heteronormative Watson, name one goddamn thing about me in general or this conversation in particular that indicates that I have even the faintest interest in women.
John: Oh. Right. Um, him? Him, then. Call him and explain yourself and if he’s even halfway worth your while then he’ll be absolutely delighted to experiment and learn with you. And if he knocks you back or pokes any kind of fun at you at all, give me his name and address and I’ll give him a retroactive shovel talk with the blade end of an actual shovel.
Sherlock: I’d rather not. Obviously it had occurred to me as an option but it’s very daunting, John. Couldn’t you just…?
John: If I were him I would want you to tell me. If he’s got a hang-up about inexperienced partners, let him tell you that. Right before I beat him to pieces and scatter him along a hundred meter stretch of the Thames.
Sherlock: …can I text him instead?
John: *snort* Yes, you can text him instead.
Sherlock: So…what? ‘Hello, I’ve been in love you with you for quite a while now. On a related note, I’m still a virgin and would like to end that phase of my life. If these two facts combine pleasantly in your mind, please come find me, and if not, please pretend that you never received this text. I’d like to avoid any awkwardness, if at all possible?‘
John: That’s…no, you know what? That’s very you. Yes, go with that.
Sherlock: …okay. *click, swipe, type type type*
John: *smol sad laugh* Well, I’ll leave you to it. Um. Good luck.
Sherlock: Mm. *type type type type type*
John: *slowly walks upstairs, burdened with angst and good intentions*
John’s phone: *buzzes in his back pocket with a new text notification*
John: *realizations*
John: *existential crisis*
John: *hope and fear in equal, crushing amounts*
Sherlock: *peeps round the corner* Are you going to check that?
John: …I’m terrified that it’s not what I want it to be.
Sherlock: What…um…what do you want it to be?
John: A very specific text from you.
Sherlock: …oh! Good. Check it. I’ll be in my room.
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Best.Moment.Ever.
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John and Sherlock and happy fluff at the park  ❤
For @elimaryholmes! Congratulations again for winning the raffle hosted by @thewholestreet 
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Every Holmes must have his Watson.
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Promotional S3 Sherlock Cafe photoshoot -
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