#mike stamford fics

[waxwings2046]

All That Is the Case - Chapter 4 & Epilogue - completed!

Whew, the entirety of All That Is the Case is finally all up! Chapter 4 (Whereof We Cannot Speak) and the Epilogue (What Is the Case/Outside the World) have now been posted.

So ends our story. It's hard to pick an excerpt since the denouement is all rather spoiler-y, as a spy story should hopefully be! Without going into detail about what all was going on, here's a bit from the epilogue:

Sherlock took the book out. “I owed this to you. I have to say, it was better than I expected.” John took it from him automatically. “And thank you for returning the Wittgenstein.” “Of course.” John brushed his face, then sighed. “This feels strange.” “Wrong?” “Perhaps. I—no. Not wrong. But…I don’t know.” Now…Sherlock said, “I missed you.” “God help me, I missed you too. I can’t believe you’re here. I already said that.” John rubbed his hand over his eyes, and took a breath. “You are still the most beautiful, delightful, and strangest person I’ve ever met.” The hope that sprang up in his chest—like a climbing vine, luxuriant and all at once helplessly out of control.

Read Chapter 4 and the epilogue here!

In the mean time, I want to express my gratitude again to my beta readers @calaisreno, @7-percent, and @jrow. Their encouragement and advice on everything from wording to when the UK adopted the Celsius scale (whoops!) were greatly appreciated. A final shoutout goes to them, my very supportive partner, and everyone who has been helping to promote this fic on this site. There is a longer author's note at the end of the fic with more on my influences and historical notes pertaining to the last few chapters.

And finally, thank you, THANK YOU dear readers! Your engagement and your comments are deeply appreciated. This story, my first ever completed fic, has been an even more personal one than I realized. It turns out I put a little bit of myself into Sherlock here and there. I hope the results do justice to him and the rest of the story.

#bbc sherlock #sherlock holmes #john watson #johnlock #mycroft holmes #lady smallwood #molly hooper #mike stamford #all that is the case #sherlock fanfic #spy fic

[thetimemoves]

Please tell me something about Laws of Motion.

Thank you for the ask! <3

I wrote The First Law, a 221b ficlet from Mike Stamford’s POV about his chance meeting with John Watson in Russell Square. Mike was great fun to write and I thought it would be fun to explore the character more, to get his perspective on Sherlock and John. And so, Laws of Motion was born. The idea is to write the series from Mike’s POV- one chapter for each series. I have done very little on this so far, only about 500 words. Here are a couple:

A booming voice from down the hall broke his reverie. “STAMFORD!”

Startled, Mike dropped the pen he was twirling, then smiled. Ah, Sherlock Holmes. Always good for an interesting- and boisterous- distraction.

I had the thought that maybe Mike keeps a scrapbook of clippings, mostly for his own amusement, but that maybe at the end of the story he gives it to John and Sherlock. I’m still interested in this, but it’s not high on my list.

More WIPs to ask about here, if you want!

#bbc sherlock #wip meme #wip #mike stamford #i like mike #my fic

[lisbeth-kk]

A calming effect

John is invalided home from Afghanistan. He's miserable with an inexplicable cold that's set in his bones and nothing he does can make it disappear. When his therapist suggests a podcast Mike Stamford has mentioned to her, and John reluctantly agrees to give it a try, things change. The velvety voice does things to John he isn't prepared for, and he's determined to meet the man behind the podcast. That proves to be easier said than done.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/51848215/chapters/131089867#workskin

This fic is my contribution to this month's Sherlock challenge, where the prompt was cold It's also my homage to the amazing @podfixx who is my own lifesaver.

That we've discussed podfics at Tumblr the last couple of days, is purely coincidental, because this fic has been in the making for at least three weeks now. But the universe is rarely so lazy, as we all know...

@sherlockchallenge @totallysilvergirl @keirgreeneyes @calaisreno @phoenix27884 @a-victorian-girl @topsyturvy-turtely @safedistancefrombeingsmart @gregorovitchworld @peanitbear @helloliriels @raina-at

#sherlockchallenge #sherlock fandom #sherlock #john watson #sherlock fanfic #bbc sherlock #ao3 fanfic #johnlock #cold #podcast #nightmares #poems and poetry

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Hi Steph, how are you lovely? Thank you again for everything you do for us! I'm sort of in the mood for fun Johnlock marijuana fics. John and Sherlock accidentally or not so accidentally getting high (and preferably naughty). I just finished lifeonmars' 'Smoke' and itching for more 🤭

Hi Nonny!

AHHHH okay I honestly don't think I HAVE any that I've read? If I do they'll be on one of my Drugs lists:

Self Harm, Danger Nights, and Drugs

Drugs and Drugging Pt 2

Drugs and Drugging Pt 3

I did a quick look on my MFL list and here is what showed up when I did a tag search... I haven't read them so I don't know if the drugs referenced IS pot/weed... If anyone has others that they can or would like to add, please do!

RECREATIONAL DRUG USE (MFLs)

Smoke by lifeonmars (T, 4,827 w., 1 Ch. || Marijuana, Recreational Drug Use, Fluff, Humour, Rock and Roll) – Sometimes time and space collide to show you something you've been missing. Sherlock's pipe helps.

Better Than by pandoras_chaos (E, 9,869 w. || Marijuana / Drug Use, Oral / Anal Sex, Awkwardness, Pining) – Mrs Hudson looked up at him and started giggling, seemingly unable to help herself as she clutched at her stomach and leaned back into the sofa cushions. Sherlock felt his face twitch, and he tried to contain the rumbling chuckles as they spilled forth from his throat, but it was useless. "The thing about John...?" she prompted after a few minutes of breathless laughter. "Ah! Yes," Sherlock sighed, reaching for the ashtray and collecting the expertly rolled joint, "The thing about John is..." he brought the lighter up to the end of the paper, took a drag and held it for a moment, feeling his chest expand with the fragrant smoke. "He's..." he exhaled long and low. "He's fucking brilliant." Mrs Hudson let loose a bark of high, girlish laughter. "You mean he's brilliant at fucking, dear," she corrected, reaching for the bag of crisps on the table. Sherlock felt his cheeks flush, but his face split into a sly grin. "I wouldn't know, Hudders." He sighed a bit wistfully, "I really wouldn't know."

Sit Pretty For Me by LipstickDaddy (E, 19,502 w., 10 Ch. || Alternate First Meeting Pre-S1, Recreational Drug Use, Light BDSM, Strangers to Lovers, Matchmaker Mike, Light Angst, Happy Ending) – What if John and Sherlock met once before, at an underground sex club, a decade before Mike Stamford introduced them that afternoon at Bart’s?

On Dates, Drugs, and Destiny by squire (T, 20,055 w., 3 Ch. || ASiP Divergence, Romance, Arranged Marriage, Crack, Humour, Fluff, Angst, Misunderstandings, Love Confessions, Developing Relationship, First Kiss, Jealousy, Friends to Lovers, Courting, Drugs / Recreational Drug use, Case-Related Drug Use, Sherlock Being an Idiot, Meddling Mycroft) – When Sherlock Holmes and John Watson first meet in the lab at Bart's, it isn't actually for the first time. But why does only one of them know this - and should the other one keep the secret, or will revealing the truth ruin their friendship forever? A story of John being not Sherlock's date, of Sherlock being around way too much drugs, and a Destiny that always has to have the last word.

Heart on a String by AngelSpirit (E, 23,257 w., 1 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Alternate First Meeting, First Kiss / Time, Infidelity, Angst, Fluff, Kidlock/Teenlock, Mentions of Recreational Drug Use) – John and Sherlock got married with Cracker Jack rings when they were 7 yrs old. It wasn’t official, but for their whole lives they took it very seriously.

Gilded Cages by MaryLouLeach (E, 52,323 w., 21 Ch. || Supernatural Creatures AU || Rape/Non-Con, Graphic Violence, Suicide Attempt, Attempted Murder, Vampires and Werewolves, Blood Drinking, Slavery, Dom/Sub Undertones, Torture, Anal Sex, Turning, Recreational Drug Use, Drug Addiction, Dark Sherlock, Protective Mycroft, Possessive Sherlock, Bonding, War, Hurt/Comfort, Romance, Angst, Child Abuse) – The vampire remained motionless in the dark of his prison; his eyes clasped shut as if he were sleeping. However Vampires didn’t sleep, or rather this one did not. Sleeping would bring dreams; dreams were solely a human condition, whereas nightmares, nightmares were what plagued the sleep of the immortal. Sherlock knew he was a monster, and even now in this hellish prison locked in the unfurnished room, he felt the darkness of soul start to fester. Pushing at him and all he wished to do was silence it, he needed his fix needed more. The last addict he fed on wasn’t enough. He needed more, needed to shut out the screaming that plagued him that weighed him down and kept him shackled to his hunger. Part 1 of the GILDED series

Your Many Tendencies Series by apliddell (T, 52,222+ w. across 5 works || WiP || Femlock, POC Characters, Enby Character, Sherlock’s Violin, YouTuber John, UST, Mutual Pining, Misunderstandings, Slow Burn, Domesticity, Fluff, Recreational Drug Use, Friends to Lovers, Sherlock’s Past, First Kiss, Love Confessions, John’s Family, Christmas, Anxious Sherlock, Hurt / Comfort, Institutional Racism) – John Watson returns to London after a long absence, somewhat the worse for wear. She meets Sherlock Holmes, and starts feeling excited about life again.

Save Me or Let Me Drown by GubraithianFire (E, 72,986 w., 16 Ch. || Shameless AU || Dysfunctional Family, Alcoholism, Recreational Drug Use, Angst, Humour, Clubbing, Bipolar Disorder, Custody Battle, Mutual Pining, Family Fluff, Smut, Handcuffs, Anal Sex, Shower Sex, Rimming, Come Shot, Angst With Happy Ending) – How Sherlock escaped from his family, John sacrificed everything to his, and how, together, they built their own. Part 1 of the The Watsons series

Filthy/Gorgeous by MirabileLectu (E, 87,951 w., 12 Ch. || Prostitution, Alternate First Meeting, First Time, Recreational Drug Use, Drugs, Angst, Drama)– Even if this was legal, even if there was nothing technically wrong with what he was doing he knew that if he were caught, or if he were seen by someone he knew, or if he were found out in any way the shame would never, ever die. What would his regiment say? What would his family say? What would anyone say if they discovered that John was currently in a cab on the way to pick up a male prostitute for the evening?

To Light Another's Path by BeautifulFiction (E, 128,654 w., 19 Ch. || Post-TGG, Sick Fic, Hurt/Comfort, Drug Addiction / Recreational Drug Use, First Time / Kiss, Case Fic) – Teaching John to observe seems to be a losing battle, but when Sherlock falls ill and submits himself to John's care, will he realise that there is more to life than the science of deduction? Meanwhile, there is a murder to solve, and John must try and convince Sherlock not to sacrifice his own health for the sake of the case.

#steph replies #johnlock fic recs #drugs and drugging fics #drugs cw #recreational drugs fics

[musingsofmyown]

What if- and hear me out on this one- John and Sherlock knew each other from school, but met again years later when Mike Stamford introduced them?

And the moment John entered the room he goes "Sherlock? Sherlock Holmes is that you?"

Hearing his name called by the familiar voice, he looks up,"Oh! John-" he takes a second to do his little deduction thing,"Afghanistan or Iraq?"

"Bloody hell you still do the thing after all these years,"He goes to hug Sherlock, which he kindly takes,"and it was Afghanistan, you git."

"Thank you for finding a flatmate, Mike, I think we'll get along splendid."

As the two start reconnecting, Lestrade comes to the flat to give Sherlock a case- but he's both delighted and confused as to why the typically isolated consultant was laughing, with another person in the room. It was a real laugh too, not like the fake ones he's heard the brunet use when talking to suspects/wittnesses.

He knocks on the door and Sherlock opens it, smile still on his face,"Ah, Lestrade, case?"

"Ya, erm, who's your friend,"He grinned and looked to the blond man sitting in the armchair across from Sherlock's

"Oh," he let the DI in,"Lestrade, this is John, John Watson."

John stands to shake his hands,"Sherlock told me about you, and how he's working with the police on the tougher cases. I'm impressed by how much progress he's made since I last saw him."

"You two... know each other?" Greg, baffled by the connection.

"We're old friends-"

"Ex-partners actually,"John corrected, making a slight blush creep up the taller man's neck and cheeks.

"Lestrade! Case, please-"

"Right,"He chuckles.

Oh this would be an amazing fic-

I think I should write this one sometime

#bbc sherlock #john watson #sherlock holmes #johnlock #aspen says things sometimes #greg lestrade #Sherlock AU

[helloliriels]

It's here! My coup de grâce for the Crack Fic challenge! 🎨 🖌

The Picture of Baker Street Gay

by helloliriels (a tribute to Oscar Wilde)

“Stand still! Why-? Haha … Why are you fidgeting?” John couldn’t help laughing, as Sherlock looked almost physically pained to be holding still …

“How much longer?” he asked with a small whine to his voice.

.

John shared a lingering glance with him. Begging him once more to do this … and lightly tugged on his shirt sleeve … and Sherlock complied. Lifting his chin again to look haughtily at the painter.

“An hour more,” the artist continued his work, intensely focused, “all I should need.”

Sherlock groaned and looked back to John for pity …

“What do you think?”

The painter stepped back and invited John and Sherlock to come and inspect his handiwork, at long last.

Sherlock jumped at the start like a greyhound. Reaching the painting before John could. John tried to gauge the painting’s quality by Sherlock’s response. But Sherlock was … just staring … agape.

“Like it?” John asked, laughing as he danced around Sherlock’s statuesque form to peer at the likeness.

Then he too, froze. Staring.

. It was …

. It was perfect.

.

They looked happy. Contented.

Like they would be there forever … side-by-side … at Baker Street.

It scratched an itch John didn’t even know he had …

.

Both boys sighed, audibly.

.

“You make a fine pair,” the artist’s eyes were knowing. Enjoying the stunned silence of his patrons, “I wish you both very happy. When is the wedding?”

His words took a moment to register.

“We’re not-” John choked on the words -

. “-a couple,” Sherlock finished for him.

Neither could tear their eyes from the image.

.

“Oh? I assumed this was for an engagement?” the artist asked casually, raising an eyebrow … but kept the rest of his thoughts to himself. He gave them a moment before interrupting the electric silence … Accepting a hastily written and excessively generous check from Sherlock; and a hearty handshake and slap on the back from John; before heading on his way.

Both men stood staring at the painting ... long after the sun faded below the horizon.

(Continued on Ao3 …)

Let me know if you want tagged, anytime! (Full fic posted on Ao3!)

@johnlocky @fluffbyday-smutbynight @chinike @rhasima @masterofhounds @missdeliadili @chriscalledmesweetie @mutedsilence @john-smiths-jawline @topsyturvy-turtely @gaylilsherlock @totallysilvergirl @inevitably-johnlocked @carla-creates @a-different-equation @arwamachine @7-percent @shelleysprometheus @raina-at @kettykika78 @khorazir @keirgreeneyes @eplapourdissant @lovelenivy @simplyclockwork @calaisreno @reveling-in-mayhem @therealsaintscully @annecumberbatch @janetm74 @2smach @mrb488 @randomwordsonpaper @bluebellofbakerstreet @the-reading-lemon @thanks-mike-stamford @impalaparkedat221b @johannadc @forfucksakejohn @heyblinken @sherlockedcarmilla @barrybclout @peanitbear @glows-n-the-dark @myopicmeerkat @meetinginsamarra @pocketwatchofmycroft @angrybagginshieldbakery @safedistancefrombeingsmart

This was the first fic I had in mind when creating the Crack Fic challenge in 2022. So as a Grand Finale to throw down the gauntlet (and you have no idea how long I've been waiting to share this!!!) I present my silly little (master)piece.💋Much love! - Liri

#2022 Year of the Crack Fic #writing challenge #picture of dorian gray #johnlock fan fic #helloliriels #crack fic #oscar wilde #worthy? #*shrug* #full of love? #absolutely! #100% CraCkEd!!!

[ladykailitha]

Lady Kailitha's Halloween Recs (her work)

Here are some of my favorite Halloween related stories I've written. These either take place on Halloween, are about ghosts or other supernatural beings, or about witches.

I've written for two major fandoms: Sherlock and Stranger Things

Sherlock: All Johnlock

Lost Souls- My favorite fic of all time. Sherlock is a television debunker who is doing a Halloween special on mediums. John is an actual medium. They are brought together by Mike Stamford. AO3

Bewitching Hour- Sherlock and Mycroft are vampires and Lestrade and John are werewolves at a ball. AO3

The Irregulars Magic Shop- John is cursed and Sherlock is the witch tasked to undo the curse. AO3

Strange as Angels- Just Like Heaven fusion. AO3

Death and the Soldier- Sherlock is Thanatos the Greek god of Death, John is a reckless thrill seeker who dances literally with death. AO3

Stranger Things: All Steddie

Well Met By Moonlight- WIP Werewolf Steve and vampire Eddie. Steve is rescued by Eddie and they start down the path to dating with a mystery going on in the background. Tumblr

I See You Shiver With Antic--ipation!- Eddie and the gang dress up as RHPS characters, but Steve needs a little help with his. Tumblr

Steve's Bad Date- Steve goes on a date to a haunted house, it doesn't end well when his date pushes him at an actor to escape. Tumblr

In the Midnight Hour- Kas!Eddie with Steve being the badass strategist we all know he is. Tumblr

We Love Steve- The party needs a way to show Steve that they care, so they decide to throw a birthday party for him, but no one knows when it is. So Eddie asks, and finds out it's on Halloween. Tumblr

#my writing #stranger things #steddie #bbc sherlock #johnlock #ladykailtiha writes #fic rec

[meetinginsamarra]

My Fave Sherlock BBC AUs: Punk and Band fics

Around mid-month I’ll do a fic rec list with my fave AU genres or tropes. Summaries are taken from OP on AO3.

“Out and Loud” by paradigmfinch

https://archiveofourown.org/works/8327521

John Watson is a 22 year old pop star who's about to come crashing out of the closet. Sherlock Holmes is a reluctant fanboy auditioning to dance in his next music video.

“Don´t look back in anger” by Betty_Baker

https://archiveofourown.org/works/20144095

It's 1994 and Sherlock is the singer for the up-and-coming Britpop band, Velvet. As the band's official tour doctor, John Watson finds himself mending wounds, treating various ailments, and developing a close relationship with the enigmatic frontman. On their European tour from Paris to Prague, the group dazzle audiences with their fresh sound and take time to enjoy some of the more hedonistic pleasures that come with being a famous rock band. John, reluctantly at first, is along for the ride.

“Deduce my ruined heart” - series (10 fics) by alexabarton

https://archiveofourown.org/series/159677

Summary part 1: Sherlock can't just let John Watson walk off into the night. They arrange to meet secretly and spend a wild night roaming the streets of London. But Sherlock is keeping secrets from John because some things are better left unsaid.

"Take him home dear, for goodness sake", the woman said kindly. "It's freezing cold out. You should be somewhere nice and warm". "You heard the lady John", said Sherlock, darkly, "take me home and fuck me".

“Five times Sherlock and John met cute and one that was decidedly un-cute” by PoppyAlexander @fuckyeahfightlock

https://archiveofourown.org/works/1288150

Six ficlets describing other ways Sherlock and John might have met.

Number five is “A Study in Punk”

“A Study in Punk2: Fight Night” by PoppyAlexander @fuckyeahfightlock​

https://archiveofourown.org/works/12055434

In the fall of 1994, old punks Sherlock and John met in riot grrl Molly's record shop and quickly fell into partnership, deciding to open their "proper punk club" at 221B Baker Street.

“Dissonance” by CarmillaCarmine @sherlockedcarmilla​

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18358196

(A WIP but still worth a read.)

Straight from military service, living a life devoid of purpose, John meets a man who reawakens his passion for music.

“3 AM” by OTP221B

https://archiveofourown.org/works/4120576

What if they only met once?

“Fifty Quid” by WriterX

https://archiveofourown.org/works/728250

John Watson is relatively well known for being able to snag a kiss from anyone he pleases, and in his third year of University, his friend Mike Stamford bets John fifty quid that he can't get Sherlock Holmes to kiss him. Sherlock Holmes - the new freshman taking the University by storm; who sports alluring piercings, dark tattoos, and a condescending attitude. A man who refuses to do any sort of kiss and tell.

“Tattoo Me” by WriterX (sequel to Fifty Quid)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/892939

Nearing the end of his years in University, John Watson makes the decision to get a tattoo - and he enlists the help of his boyfriend, Sherlock Holmes, in order to get it. During the procedure, John reflects on the process of his relationship with the tattoo artist; ever since he snagged a kiss from Sherlock on a bet for fifty quid.

Pull the stars from the sky - series (7 fics) by roane @roane72​

https://archiveofourown.org/series/19126

It’s the fall of 2000, and to help him out after his military career has ended due to injury, John Watson’s sister Harriet gets him a job as US tour manager for rising star of the industrial scene and enfant terrible, Sherlock Holmes. Sherlock’s not long out of rehab and there are plenty of doubts as to whether he’s serious about recovery. Plus, the music industry is shaking in its boots over the Napster mess. All John has to do is keep the money coming in and make sure his star doesn't screw things up. After the army, that should be easy, right?

“Drop of Red” by AnonymousSong

https://archiveofourown.org/works/707977

(Unfinished but still worth a read)

John wasn’t aware that the bloke was in the cafe, at first. He must have crept in during rush hour and claimed a small table in the corner. It was all very dramatic looking: his dark curls, silver eyes expertly highlighted with eyeliner, and a wardrobe consisting of tight leather, gorgeous bone structure, and a wicked piercing. The shadows did a brilliant job of making him look like he walked out of a vampire novel. “Can I get you anything?” John asked. The teen slowly looked up and smirked.

“Just a lucky bug” by orphan_account (ex-aceholmes)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/2178690

Sherlock's not even much of a coffee fan, but it's not the coffee he's interested in.

“Not like most people” by mygreatestjoyandpriviledge​

https://archiveofourown.org/works/1945173

Five students at Conan Doyle Secondary School and College find themselves sentenced to a dreaded Saturday detention session. Sally Donovan, the popular and spoiled daddy's little girl; Phillip Anderson, resident geek and all around nerd; Molly Hooper, the quiet shy brunette; John Watson, the captain of the rugby team; and Sherlock Holmes, dangerous bad boy who can tear anyone apart with one cold-hearted deduction and those piercing blue eyes.

Together, they make up the Conan Doyle Breakfast Club, and form a series of unlikely friendships. John Watson realizes there is more to Sherlock Holmes than the hard exterior he tries to convince everyone to believe, and Sherlock finds that he's been looking for someone like John for a long time. He just didn't know it until he got Saturday detention.

“22 Northumberland Street” by anyalevsyou

https://archiveofourown.org/works/2051028

(Unfinishd but still worth a read)

While on scholarship for rugby at a posh public school, John Watson is injured. His scholarship no longer available as he can't play, John is sent to his local school, where he meets the infamous Sherlock Holmes. Sherlock had been to every expensive, posh public school his parents could find, and, having been kicked out of every single one, his parents had given up on him and sent him to the local school.

“Interview" by bluebellofbakerstreet @bluebellofbakerstreet​

https://archiveofourown.org/works/19906465

(Packed with her lovely punklock art!)

What’s better than John Watson and Sherlock Holmes in a punk band? John Watson and Sherlock Holmes on the cover of the Rolling Stone, and giving an interview.

“Smackdown” by bluebellofbakerstreet @bluebellofbakerstreet​

https://archiveofourown.org/works/37233013

(Packed with her lovely punklock art!)

Rolling Stone Magazine offers a tongue-in-cheek comparison of two rival 80's punk bands. Who will come out ahead?

“The First Case” by Luscinnia

https://archiveofourown.org/works/1444345

The story of how Sherlock Holmes started working with Greg Lestrade. A collaborative fiction.

#my fanfic recs #my fave Sherlock BBC AUs #Punk and Band fics

[discordantwords]

wip wednesday!

I was tagged by @7-percent to share some of the WIPs I'm currently working on. Thanks for the tag!

Rules: post the first few lines or the summary of as many WIPs that you care to expose to the reading public. Tag others if you are curious to see what they are working on.

Oooof, I have so many WIPs. A lot of them are little more than ideas that I've jotted down that will never see the light of day. But let me pull out a few of them.

Nothing to Celebrate (currently posting on AO3)

Here are a few lines from the next chapter, which has been slightly delayed as I (and everyone else in my house, this has been a hell of a week ::sob::) recover from Covid, but should be polished up and posted by the end of the week:

It is CCTV footage, grainy, black and white. John and Mary, weaving their way down the street. They look quite cosy, tucked up against each other. In spite of the blurry picture, Mary's dress and coat are unmistakable, as is John's moustache.

Time in a Bottle

This is the next fic in line, a very belated FTH gift for @khorazir, and should start posting once Nothing to Celebrate is wrapped up. Sherlock and John investigate a case tied to an old bottle, and might get the chance to make some wishes.

I have a big chunk of this one drafted already, but I'm playing around with the structure and trying to decide on the best starting point for the story. The timeline is going to get a little twisty and convoluted before the boys get their happy ending.

"First order of business is to find out what you've drugged me with. Though, if you're so inclined, you can save time and simply tell me." She laughed, a startled sound. "Drugged you?" He smiled tightly, set the vial aside. "Tea?" "No, thank you," she said. "Do people frequently break into your flat to drug you?" "On occasion," he said, and flashed another insincere smile. He dug his mobile out of his dressing gown pocket, thumbed out a text to Molly. "As you've just admitted to breaking into my flat, perhaps we can dispense with the pleasantries and skip to the part where you tell me what you're after."

Untitled Amnesia Fic (current working title is Strangers Forever)

This one will get written. I've been picking at it off and on for the last year or so. Set in a world where Sherlock's plane does not turn around at the end of HLV.

Sherlock is undercover doing reconnaissance work for Mycroft in the US. Thanks to what he believes was an accident, but which was actually an intentional procedure, he has no recollection of the last ten years or so of his life. John finds him and things unravel from there.

I'm so excited for this fic, but also intimidated by it, which is why I've been poking at it for so long. It's angsty turned up to 11. Intensely, painfully angsty. And I will warn upfront that there is no miraculous return of memory-- everyone involved must simply find a way to carry on.

Here's an excerpt:

There are ashtrays balanced on nearly every flat surface. He picks one up, sets it back down, surprised at his own nervousness. "I'm—" he starts, and swallows. Tries again. "I'm in the midst of a fascinating study on tobacco ash. Do you have any idea how many variations—?" "Two hundred and forty-three," John says. Sherlock swivels to look at him, delighted. "You know ash?"

And another:

"I think it might be nice to have an arch enemy," Sherlock says idly. He is feeling whimsical, and he lets a smile pull at the corner of his mouth. "I've often thought about it." John does not smile. "You had one. It wasn't nice."

Untitled Harry Wedding Fic

This is another one that I've been poking at for a while. It's meant to be two chapters. I've had the first chapter written for years, but stalled out on the second. Something just feels wrong about it. I hope to figure it out one of these days, because I quite like what's already been written.

Set sometime post S4, John bumps into Mike Stamford again. Mike lets slip that he's attending Harry's wedding that weekend… a wedding John knows nothing about. He's hurt and embarrassed and makes plans to crash the wedding. Sherlock invites himself along.

"This was supposed to be a nice day," Harry said. "Hm. Yeah. Seems perfectly nice." She turned to look at him, lips pressed into a tight white line. He stared back, but his resolve refused to hold. He just felt tired. Tired and sad and sorry. He sighed, looked down. "Harry—" "I'll have them find you a place at one of the tables," she said. Her voice was clipped. "I ought to pitch you out on your arse. But." "Two," he said. "What?" "Two places." "Sorry," she said. "Did I hear you correctly? Not only did you crash my wedding, but you brought a date?" "He's not my date," John said. He cleared his throat, looked away.

Golden Ticket

Yeah, it's a Willy Wonka AU.

"Sherlock Holmes," Mike said. "The genius behind it. Completely mad, of course, but—" "Mad. Genius. Yeah, got it," John said. He vaguely remembered hearing something about Holmes, years ago. Before Holmes Candy had blown up bigger than Cadbury, or Moriarty, or even Hershey over in the states. "Young guy, right?" Mike laughed, but there was no mockery in it. "Oh, you have been out of touch for the last few years, haven't you?" He smiled, shook his head. "Yeah, that was him. Showed up out of nowhere, no formal training, no background in the industry, completely blew the competition out of the water. Every bloody shop in London carries his stuff." "Okay," John said. Mike was right, of course. Holmes Bars, with their purple and gold packaging, were damn near ubiquitous. And he supposed the story of Holmes' out-of-nowhere success had a certain appeal, though why Mike had chosen now to bring it up was more than a bit perplexing. Mike smiled at him, an encouraging smile. John frowned, back, looked down at his cane. "Right. So what's . . . funny about him?" Mike took another sip of his coffee. "Well. He had some kind of nervous breakdown three years ago. Guess all the success went to his head. If you were overseas you might not have heard about it, but—" "Not really the sort of thing I'd have followed, overseas or not," John said, glancing past Mike towards the path once again. He wondered if it would be terribly rude to invent a forgotten appointment. "No, trust me, you'd have noticed," Mike said. "It was bizarre. He put out a string of limited edition candies—I mean—there were these lollies, right? Where each flavor represented a different level of decay—" "What?" John looked away from the path, back at Mike. Mike nodded. "Yeah. Not joking. And if I remember our anatomy classes correctly—and mate, you know as well as I do that's not something I'm likely to forget—he absolutely nailed it." "Why would anyone—?" "They were puzzles, you know? You were supposed to work out by the colour and taste how long the victim had been dead and where they'd been found. There were a few different ones, and eventually all these websites set up where people speculated over it and eventually solved the mystery of what each one was supposed to be." John blinked. "Man buried in shallow ground for a week. Woman floating in salt water for three days. Man in deep freezer for—" "Yeah, all right, I get it," John said. Then he shook his head. "No. I don't get it. He . . . flavored his candy with corpses?" "No, he flavored his candy like corpses. Caused quite a stir! But it was genius, really. A bit mad, but—" "Mad genius. Yeah. So you've said." "Anyway, around the same time that was going on, he started to get paranoid. It was in all the papers. Lots of speculation about drugs. He went on these public tirades about spies in his factory, stealing his recipes. Said Moriarty was out to ruin him." "Sounds like he did a right job of that on his own," John said. Corpse-flavoured candy. Honestly. "Well, he disappeared. Shut down his factory, just like that. Sacked all his staff. Cancelled all of his pending orders" "Shame," John said flatly. "But," Mike said, his eyes lighting up. "Five days ago, the factory started up again. Candy started shipping out worldwide. No one knows how. Or why."

I'll tag @thetimemoves @saki101 @algyswinburne and anyone else who sees this, if you'd like to share some of what you've been working on, consider yourself tagged!

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[waxwings2046]

All That Is the Case - Chapter 2: A Logical Picture

Chapter 2 of All That is the Case is finally up! Apologies for the delay in posting, work got a little crazy these last few weeks. As ever, many thanks to my invaluable beta readers @calaisreno, @7-percent and @jrow, whose suggestions really helped improve this chapter.

To recap: This is a Sherlock/John 1940s spy AU, *completed* (not a WIP). The prologue introduces Sherlock, Mycroft, and several other characters, and in Chapter 1, John and Sherlock finally meet.

Here's a snippet from Chapter 2, which is called "A Logical Picture". It's the spring of 1947. In this scene, Sherlock and John are on a walk in Hampstead Heath:

They walked on a little further, until they came upon the famous promontory that overlooks the city. There were other people there taking in the view. A young family, several couples, and solitary figures, too. It had been extraordinarily foggy, but the mist was starting to dissipate a little, revealing pockets of the landscape below. They could just make out St. Paul’s Cathedral, Westminster, and beyond that, the Thames. A world that was starting to become more and more known to him, though the more he learned of it, the more he began to understand how much of it might always remain unknowable. Either way, he felt he could gaze upon it forever, this city where one could appear and disappear into at will, which could well have been snuffed out had a far more terrible confluence of events come to pass—but which also felt outside of time, rolling on and on beneath the clouds, without end. Abruptly John said, apparently out of somewhere deep in his thoughts, “Sometimes it is too difficult to make sense of events. Sometimes…things just happen, and they are what they are. You look for reasons or a greater pattern so you can make a story out of it, so you know where you fit in, but it just gets too convoluted and messy. Or contradictory.” Sherlock said, “But isn’t that just human nature? A reflex to aid in coping. It can’t be forced.” “No, it can’t.” What stories had John tried to tell himself, wounded in action, struggling through an uncertain recovery, and ultimately deprived of his profession? Aimless in London. A hero, abandoned by his country. He seemed to be doing well enough for himself now, but it was likely that he had struggled through some dark nights of the soul. It seemed very unfair to Sherlock, that John should have ever felt forsaken in any way. “I don’t know if you feel that way yourself. Or how you could, if you have, or do,” Sherlock attempted, fumbling a bit. “It seems to me that you’ve lived a life to be proud of, that anyone could find meaning in.” John laughed, somewhat bitterly. “This may come as a shock to you, but I’ve done a thing or two I wasn’t so proud of. I may not be as—” He stopped, cutting himself off in the middle of an aspirated syllable. Sherlock thought he had been about to say the word honourable, but he wasn’t sure.

🤔 Read the rest of Chapter 2 here!

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[thegildedbee]

10.7 [tricks to treats]

If I could, I'd live in my favorite month ✨🍂 🥾 all year, but since I can't, I'll settle instead for celebrating by tossing the spooky season into a hat and pulling out four sets of friday fic recs. First up isn't even halloween proper at all, but tips the hat by pranking a play on words: fics with tricks that turn to treats, which, as it happens, conjures up a whole lot of rom-com fluffiness, 2012 through 2020 :-) Don't overdose on the sugar! 🎃🧡🍬

[In order of word length]

Blind Date by swissmiss (2013), rated E, 6405 words. Mike "Cupid" Stamford sets up med school mate John with a blind date whom he advertises as being "tall and slender but with 'two pert, perfect handfuls, if you know what I mean' (Mike had accompanied the comment by cupping both his hands suggestively) and the 'most intense' eyes. And gorgeous, of course, with thick, dark curls. Not to mention 'more brains than she knew what to do with." John waits patiently at the bar, but she's a no-show, and he's left with dashed hopes -- at least until a gorgeous man who could've been the missing date's twin sidles on over, chats him up, and takes him home. Coup de Foudre by prettysailorsoldier (2014), rated T, 6446 words. John desperately attempts to vault over the language barrier to connect with the dishy French boy he's met on the slopes while on holiday, hoping against hope that by patching together his few remembered words of schoolbook French, a downloaded translation app, and an improvised form of tongue-tied charades, that his English language-dependent charm will work its magic. But sweeping the swooshing vision in a blue scarf off his feet may turn out to be less of an uphill battle than he fears!

Five Times Sherlock Fell Asleep in John's Arms by Accident and the One Time He Did It – Accidentally – on Purpose by WillowGrove (2020), rated T, 7201 words. John proves to be adept at deploying sleight of hand to instigate a campaign of serial snuggling with Sherlock that, step-by-step, brings them to the brink of coupledom . . . until, that is, he brings it all to a halt. Luckily for them both Sherlock has been taking notes, and finds a way to double down on the misdirection that John had managed so well -- and although his own convoluted contribution takes them the long way round, it gets them there in the end. Bonus: There's also a wonderful podfic by podfixx of this.

The Signal by dioscureantwins (2012), rated E, 7201 words. All across 1930s London the alluring younger brother of stuffy bureaucrat Mycroft Holmes is considered to be quite the catch -- too bad that he has no wish to be caught! Disdainful of fleshly pleasures, he's a celibate creature . . . until he's turned topsy-turvy after being caught up in a comedy of errors that he himself set in motion on a lark, with a soldier fellow of many -- ahem -- talents. Sherlock bursts in upon his big brother to expound upon his predicament in this first part, and turns his world right-side up and rearranged in part 2, Expectations and Educations (E, 10447 words).

What Would Sherlock Do? by EinahSirro (2014), rated T, 9359 words. We get to live inside John's head as he decides to cross the Rubicon and declare himself to Sherlock, although in a deliciously devious way in which his carefully thought-out pre-emptive deductions check-mate Sherlock at every step of a very long day of pursuit. A clever plot, humorous and spot-on character observations, and an economical dispatching of the oddnesses of S3 in favor of an immensely satisfying fix-it. And all of this delightfulness is doubled, as part 2 covers the same events, but from the detective's point-of-view, Sherlock Holmes and the Very Strange Day (T, 7383 words). The wonderfulness continues in a clever third installment, What if They Both Had Amnesia? (T, 27,316 words).

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[lisbeth-kk]

Truth

Thanks for the prompt @calaisreno

I'll put a warning here. There's mentioning of suicidal thoughts in this fic. If that triggers you, feel free to skip reading.

Falling apart

The truth is, he never expected to meet anyone like Sherlock Holmes. To instantly know there was a connection there. A bond. An unbreakable one, he’d once thought. They were everything to each other apart from lovers. Flatmates, friends, partners. The closest thing to family without being biologically related. 

The truth is, John had decided to end his life that night. There was nothing left to live for. He couldn’t work as a surgeon after Afghanistan. The small army pension barely kept his head above water. He had to move out of London, but London was his home. Not that he had any friends there, but still, he loved the city with all his heart. 

On a whim John had decided to go through the park that day. Meeting Mike Stamford had been an awkward affair. Meeting Sherlock Holmes had altered John’s life from miserable to exhilarating in a few hours. Chasing a cab through the streets instantly cured John’s limp, and he’d felt properly alive.

Years had passed and his life was still fulfilling and gave John the action he craved and occasionally the full attention from the most brilliant man John’s ever encountered. A man that captured and held John’s heart in his large, delicate hands from day one. If the amazing man knew this, John would never know. What John knew was that the same man broke his heart into a million pieces the day he jumped off a building to his death. John could literally feel it break, no matter what physics said about the matter. To John it was the utmost truth.

John’s back in the park where he met Mike. It didn’t feel right to end it inside their beloved home, and he refused to let Mrs. Hudson be forced to find him like that. She’s just recovered after Sherlock’s death. He won’t add to her burden. At least he’ll spare her the sight of a John Watson dead in his chair. After all, John knows far too well how it feels to see a loved one like that.

The park’s deserted at this hour. John’s alone with the familiar companion, his gun. The gun he’s used to protect Sherlock from harm’s way right from the very start. The gun Lestrade’s tried to get his hands on for ages, but an interfering big brother has somehow managed to prevent that from happening. John guesses he should be grateful for that now. Mycroft may not have known it at the time, but he literally wrote John’s death sentence when he time and time again returned the gun to 221B.

John knows he’s got limited time. He can’t hesitate for much longer. There are cameras all over the place, and Mycroft has more than one eye pointed at John. That’s also one reason why John wants to end his life right here. Mycroft’s minions will take care of the mess before the press gets their stained fingers on this. They’ve done enough damage with their character assassination regarding Sherlock’s work. Claiming him to be a fraud.

He's been holding it together up until now, but reaching his destination, John’s falling apart. Once collapsed on a bench he starts sobbing, muttering Sherlock’s name like a mantra, begging him not to be dead. After a while he takes several deep breaths and reaches around his back for his gun. He weighs it in his hand, caresses it, thinks back to all the times he’s used it to protect Sherlock. It’s never failed him, but what does it matter now. In the end, John wasn’t able to save Sherlock from dying. His eyes fill with tears again and he wipes them away angrily. Time’s up.

Hurried steps in the gravel makes him panic. He’s used too much time! Mycroft’s minions are here to save him, but John doesn’t want to be saved. He wants peace from the constant pain of having lost the one person that matters more to him than his own life. With a steady hand he lifts his arm, pointing the gun at his temple, when someone calls his name.

“John! Don’t. Please.”

That voice! No, it can’t be. He’s dead, for fuck’s sake! It’s just his mind playing tricks on him.

In his peripheral sight he sees something black swirling, a familiar movement, a coat he would know anywhere, and he’s only seen one man wearing it. John lifts his head, lowers his gun and seconds later Sherlock’s kneeling in front of him, burying his face into John’s belly.

John drops the gun, rakes through unruly curls with one hand, the other covers his mouth to stop him from screaming. There’s no stopping the tears streaming down his cheeks, though. He still can’t believe what’s happening. When Sherlock withdraws and looks up at him with redrimmed eyes, they tell a story much similar to John’s own. 

“I’ve missed you,” John whispers hoarsely and strokes Sherlock’s cheekbones with his thumbs.

Sherlock seems to have lost his ability to speak. He just holds on to John for dear life, unable to stop crying or shaking.

“Let’s go home, Sherlock,” John says softly.

This is what happens when I listen to beautiful music with sad lyrics.

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[inevitably-johnlocked]

Five Fics Friday: April 21/23

Happy Friday everyone! I hope you guys are looking forward to starting off your weekend with these fantastic fics I’ve selected from my recent suggestions! Enjoy!

RECENT MFLs

The Jealous Type by IamJohnLocked4life (E, 6,953 w., 1 Ch. || Post-TSo3, Trash John, Jealous John, Fanfiction, Fictional Marylock) – John hate-reads marylock. Jealousy ensues.

A Story That Is Almost, But Not Quite, Entirely Unlike Blue Carbuncle by Iwantthatcoat (M, 16,468 w., 10 Ch. || Blue Carbuncle Adaptation, Holmes Parents, Christmas) – It’s the most wonderful time of the year, and the Holmes Family is all set to have one of those unimaginable Christmas dinners— but the game is afoot, as Mummy’s friend is caught up in a Christmas mystery.

All That Glitters by AtlinMerrick (E, 17,417 w., 9 Ch. || First Time, Begging, Oral Sex, Pining) – So. John and Sherlock. Sherlock and John. Getting together. Romantically. How'd it all start, anyway? Well, essentially it was Glitter's fault, and you can take that to the bank.

Sit Pretty For Me by LipstickDaddy (E, 19,502 w., 10 Ch. || Alternate First Meeting Pre-S1, Recreational Drug Use, Light BDSM, Strangers to Lovers, Matchmaker Mike, Light Angst, Happy Ending) – What if John and Sherlock met once before, at an underground sex club, a decade before Mike Stamford introduced them that afternoon at Bart’s?

All hearts are broken by writerfan2013 (M, 62,947 w., 35 Ch. || Canon Divergence, Married John, Unrequited Love, First Kiss/Time, Relationship Breakup, Infidelity, Engagement, Angst) – John is about to change Sherlock's life forever. But Sherlock has some changes planned too. Can all the wrongs ever be set right? How do you really know when someone loves you? Especially someone as dark and difficult as Sherlock. Johnlock alert! Also, alert for unashamed soppiness, possibly weeping. 

#johnlock fic recs #my fic recs #five fics friday

[swissmissficrecs]

Hey! I was wondering if you have some fics related to acting! I just can't stop thinking about it!

Reply: Assuming you mean like acting on stage, film, and television, not just impersonating someone for a case. If so, here's a mix of Actor AU, reality TV and RPF.

Anchor Point by trickybonmot (49K, Explicit, Johnlock) The world tunes in nightly for Sherlock, the ultimate in reality TV: Sherlock Holmes, a real person with a legendary name, unknowingly lives out his life in a staged setting contrived by his brother. Things get complicated when a retired army doctor joins the show to play the part of Sherlock’s closest friend.

Curtain Rising by tiger_in_the_flightdeck (62K, E, Johnlock) A disgraced television star is the target of a series of death threats just after a theatre production’s adaptation of The Sound of Music is announced with her as the lead. The suspect list is a mile long and growing, Rosie Watson is in the spotlight, and Sherlock might be getting too fond of his time on stage to focus on the case. With opening night approaching, can he and John figure out who wants their client dead before her final curtain rises?

Elementary, Actually by blueink3 (26K, Explicit, Johnlock) Just back from the war, 26-year-old John Watson is looking for a job. Luckily, his old buddy Mike Stamford has one in mind:   “Mike, you did not tell me this was a porno.”  

Fading Stars and Black Holes by lurikko (19K, M, Johnlock) Sherlock Holmes, known from movies A Scandal in Belgravia and Don’t Make Me Choose, comes back to acting after two years. He’s starring in a romantic comedy about two men who move in together for practical reasons and stumble into a surprising friendship. The only problem is that his co-star is John Watson, a man whom he hasn’t seen since he left their shared flat two years ago, leaving John only a note.

Forever 1895 by alexxphoenix42 (23K, E, Freebatch, Johnlock) [RPF] Benedict Cumberbatch and Martin Freeman are working hard at both filming the Sherlock special, and keeping all its secrets under wraps. Somehow along the way, they stumble onto new developments that need to be kept just as private.

In His Image by daasgrrl (26K, E, Johnlock, John/Benedict) [RPF] In which a rather different John Watson returns to London, runs into an old friend, and meets someone new. As usual. When the subject of Sherlock comes up, things start getting complicated.

John Watson, Bachelor by Rayonea (188K, E, Johnlock, Others) This season, John Watson is the Bachelor. [Note: This fic was deleted. The link leads to a PDF version that someone saved and put on Google Docs. Download and save it yourself, it may disappear at any time.]

Method Act by splix (136K, E, Johnlock, Freebatch, Others) [RPF] Something very strange keeps happening at 7:35 PM.

Performance in a Leading Role by MadLori (156K, E, Johnlock) Sherlock Holmes is an Oscar winner in the midst of a career slump. John Watson is an Everyman actor trapped in the rom-com ghetto. When they are cast as a gay couple in a new independent drama, will they surprise each other? Will their on-screen romance make its way into the real world?

Sherwood by Jlocked, The_Lady_of_Purpletown (70K, E, Johnlock, John/Mary, Sheriarty) John is happily married, but after some vague fantasies he has started questioning his sexuality. In his search for answers, he is helped by an old friend from medical school, who introduces him to the work of the unusual actor H. Sherwood.

Take Two by raina_at (29K, E, Johnlock) Six years ago, Sherlock Holmes, then a promising young actor, broke John Watson's heart. When the production John is working on needs a new lead actor two weeks before press night, they turn to Sherlock to save it. Working together after six years won't be a problem. After all, both of them are professionals. And both of them have moved on. Or at least they think they have.

The A.G.R.A. Complex by SilentAuror (91K, E, Freebatch, Johnlock) [RPF] Martin Freeman wakes from a brief coma during which he dreamed the entire Sherlock series. As he recovers from his brain injuries, he has trouble distinguishing between reality and the Sherlock universe in his dream. This impacts his relationships with both Amanda, whom he cannot stop seeing as A.G.R.A., and his friend and sometime colleague Benedict, who is Sherlock to his John.

The Baker Street Nativity by SwissMiss (99K, E, Johnlock) Fusion between Sherlock (BBC) and Nativity! (2009 movie starring Martin Freeman). Sherlock is a primary school teacher and John is assigned to be his classroom assistant. Together, they are charged with putting on the school's Nativity play. What could possibly go wrong?

The Game (of Love) by hum_hum_humbug (15K, T, Johnlock) When Sherlock had asked John to go undercover in The Bachelor, John knew that nothing good could come of it. He was right. Sort of.

The Mole by ChrisCalledMeSweetie (18K, Teen, Johnlock) Ten strangers — Sherlock Holmes, John Watson, Martha Hudson, Molly Hooper, Jim Moriarty, Greg Lestrade, Sally Donovan, Philip Anderson, Mary Morstan, and Irene Adler — must work as a team to win money on a reality TV show hosted by Mycroft Holmes. The twist? One of them is a mole, hired by the producers to sabotage the game. 

The Short Tragic Death of John Watson by Calais_Reno (49K, M, Johnlock) Thirteen years ago, Sherlock starred in a television series about an alien boy stranded on Earth. Now Molly has written a reunion episode and he's expected to join his old costars. Having had some success since playing a teenage alien, Sherlock is reluctant to reprise the role. And there's another problem no one wants to discuss: John Watson, who played his best friend, is dead.

To the Sticking Place by blueink3 (122K, E, Johnlock) Renowned Shakespearean actor Sherlock Holmes has finally burned all of his bridges in the theatre industry save for his constant director, Greg Lestrade. John Watson has made a name for himself in the musical theatre circuit, but age and injury are working against him. Can they reinvent themselves for an all-male Macbeth without killing one another?

Totus Mundus Agit Histrionem by mistyzeo (42K, E, Johnlock) January, 1881: a despondent army doctor is offered a ticket to a Shakespeare play, and is instantly captivated by the fellow playing the Danish prince himself. Then there is a murder. Then they fall in love.

#request #rec list #au

[helloliriels]

Think you can write crack? Irene can!

✍️ 2022 Year of the Crack Fic writing challenge accepting entries now through Dec 32nd! 🎻 Short? Silly? Lengthy? Ludicrous? We want them all! Any rating, any length! Just make sure there's a healthy dose of CRACK in each fic! Let's fill some inboxes with laughter! (cause don't we all need it this year?! haha) The Crack Fic campaign is ON!

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[calaisreno]

For thw writing meme, how about 2, 4, 7 for Synchronicity? Love that one!

@thetimemoves edited their question: I meant 11, not 7!

Thank you for the ask! This was a fun story to write 💕

2: What scene did you first put down?

My prompt was: What if John and Sherlock already knew each other that day at Barts when Mike Stamford introduced them?

I wrote the meeting at Barts (which I stuck with), but hadn't originally planned on enemies to friends to lovers. I was thinking that they'd been boyfriends and had broken up over some misunderstanding (e.g. Sherlock thinking nobody can love him, breaking up with John "for his own good." But the idea didn't interest me enough to write it when I wrote the first scene.

A year later I had a brainstorm: What if they already hated each other when Mike introduced them?

4: What’s your favorite line of dialogue?

My favorite scene to write was Chapter 3, where John gets so drunk he doesn't even realise Sherlock is seeing him home and thinks he's hallucinating the entire conversation. My favorite line is when John asks Sherlock if he's poisoned him, and Sherlock replies:

“No, you did that. Your liver is not happy about it, either. It takes no leave of you. It sends no compliments to your mother, or father, or brother. You do not deserve such attentions. It is most seriously displeased.” (This is actually a paraphrase of what Lady Catherine DeBourgh says to Elizabeth Bennett in Pride and Prejudice.)

And in that same scene when John asks him why he's talking so much and Sherlock replies:

“Well, you’re not doing so well holding up your side of the conversation. I’ve remarked on vomiting, and mentioned the deplorable dwelling we are now attempting to ascend. You might say something about the carpet, since you were down there on the last landing. That’s having a conversation, Watson. Give and take. I talk, you talk. Though I suspect you were raised by wolves and have no concept of such things. Your manners are tragic. Do make an attempt, though. It’s only civil.” (I guess you can tell that P&P is one of my favorite stories; this was inspired by Elizabeth Bennett's instructions to Mr Darcy on how to have a conversation while dancing.)

There were a lot of Sherlock lines in this story that I cackled over as I wrote them, but this scene in particular.

11: What do you like best about this fic?

Sherlock's character. He's more talkative than most Sherlocks I've written, and funnier. He's desperately trying to get John to like him but hasn't a clue how to do it. His humorous snark turns out to be a survival skill, cultivated at school to keep the popular boys from bullying him.

This Sherlock forced me to write a more assertive, less pathetic John than originally planned, which turned out well, too. John has a lot of biases and is not easily won, and doesn't actually realise when he has fallen for Sherlock. His character grows a lot in the story, from self-loathing to self-confidence.

What worked was these two characters: they are close enough to canon to be believable and feel familiar, but different enough to feel fresh and interesting. I enjoyed writing their dynamic.

#my fics #synchronicity #writer asks #thank you for asking!