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cupidford · 1 month
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Grow Old With Me by Calais_Reno
Johnlock Love Letters #2334
John makes a confession; Sherlock remembers.
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cursed-byesexual · 4 months
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I'm such a sucker for fics from the pov of some NormalPerson™ who tries to understand what the actual fuck is going on with your fave. For example;
- Hermione's parents sort of got used to their daughter talking about dragons and curses and she makes it sound like its no big deal so they just go along with their strange kid. Except now there's a man at the door who says he's the minister of magic and he would like to personally invite you and your daughter to the first memorial of the final battle as she is a war hero of the highest order. What do you mean there was a war? Hermione, get down here this instant!
-Or a true crime podcast about the crimes of Sam and Dean Winchester through the eyes of someone who went to college with Sam. He hosts podcast nights and everytime one of Sams alleged kills is described he tells the friends who are listening with them about that time Sam went vegetarian for a month after watching a nature channel docu.
-Or Percy Jackson returns to a mortal high school after one of his adventures and one of his teachers has to try and decipher the transcripts from his old schools. How the fuck did this little skater boy blow up his last school? Why isn't he in prison??? Or dead??? The parent-teacher conference night that follows is one for the ages as Sally Jackson lies her ass off, but with skill.
-Or John Watson decides to go to a class reunion against better knowledge and Sherlock tags along to learn more about John out of boredom. His former classmates don't understand what the hell Sherlock Holmes is doing at their party if there hasn't been a murder and absolutely come to the conclusion that the two are together. They have to be, right?
Basically anything that puts these unhinged adventures and relationships into perspective I guess, sorry if these don't make sense,,, tag me if you know any fics of this sort! For any fandom! Or comment you own hc!!!
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smultronte · 1 year
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“Sherly!”
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userkhael · 1 year
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pov: you get caught up in one of many cases of your detective husband
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afrenchwriter · 5 months
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Don't mind me, I’m just here thinking about Sherlock's "John, there’s something I should say, I've meant to say always and I never have...", and Loki's "Mobius, if I don’t make it back...", and the dramatic pauses and all, and how very platonic it all is, how this is definitely what friends say to each other before being sent to the jaws of death. Right?
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gregorovitch-adler · 4 months
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@flashfictionfridayofficial
BBC Sherlock.
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It is what it is
"I cheated on Mary," said John, as his eyes welled up, and in came the monologue to a non-existent person, presumably Mary.
Sherlock followed John's gaze and stopped at an empty corner of the sitting room of their flat. Well, his flat, technically, because John wasn't here anymore.
All he could conclude was that John was not okay.
"Who you think I am, is the man I want to be," John continued.
Sherlock turned to look from the empty corner to John's face, pressing his lips together with utter heartbreak. Sherlock had always admired John's medical skills, his combat skills, his sense of authority, his sense of humour, and the list could go on forever.
Mary was not even in the picture when Sherlock began to look up to him and admire him.
Was that not enough?
The image of John punching and kicking him in the ribs flashed before him. Of course it wasn't enough, thought Sherlock and chuckled mirthlessly in his mind.
Probably because he wasn't a woman, or not human enough for John's liking.
However, anyone with half a brain would laugh at the second possibility, given the fact that he wouldn't have been sitting on this chair if he hadn't revived himself that day, after getting shot by John's own wife.
When John buried his face in his hand and burst into tears, Sherlock thought it didn't matter anymore. He got up as carefully as he could with his wounded back to approach John slowly across the room.
Sherlock felt as though he was in a lion's den, and any wrong move could prove to be fatal. Still, mustering enough courage and physical strength, he approached John and carefully placed his right arm around John's shoulder, and rested his palm on John's nape. He placed his left hand on John's other shoulder and held him gently in his arms. Surprisingly, John not only allowed himself to be hugged, but he also placed his head on Sherlock's chest. Sherlock didn't care about his shirt getting wet because of John's uncontrollable tears.
As Sherlock continued to hold John like he was the most precious thing in the world, he came to a conclusion: perhaps he was wrong to put John on sort of a pedestal for all these years. John had a plethora of qualities, but seeing him through a rose-tinted lens most of the time had been an imperfect sign. An imperfect way of viewing this man.
Ironic, for someone who was a professional detective.
John wasn't perfect; he had a dark side too. The thought was oddly comforting.
Sherlock just wished he hadn't found this out the hard way. But his love for John was far too much to waver, even after everything.
Sherlock pulled John even closer as he buried his nose in John's hair, inhaling his natural scent. Their breathing rate had become in-sync.
Sherlock reluctantly let go of John after some time. John gazed up at him with his beautiful, deep blue eyes, dampened with tears.
Sherlock decided to share his conclusions with him. "It’s not a pleasant thought, John, but I have this terrible feeling, from time to time, that we might all just be human."
John raised his eyebrows at that with a faint smile. "What, even you?"
Sherlock was not amused at this taunt. "No."
John's smile faded and he just blinked at Sherlock wordlessly.
"Even you."
A moment passed. "Cake?" asked John, all of a sudden.
"Cake." Sherlock nodded.
As he walked across the room to grab his coat to go out with John, Sherlock decided that being John's friend again was the next best thing. The other option, the unthinkable one, was completely off the table now. It never was on the table for John.
Sherlock sighed heavily and wistfully.
Probably for the best, he thought, as he and John walked out of the apartment building to have some cake for his birthday.
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hopeswriting · 8 months
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i love you characters who know exactly who they are, monstrous parts and all. monstrous parts and nothing else. i love you characters who embrace it fully and wholly, who are happy and at peace with who they are and have no intention to ever change their ways or interest in becoming a better version of themselves. i love you characters who've painstakingly perfected being monsters, and so they'd know they're already the best version of themselves. characters who've weaponized their monstrous parts to get every single thing they want out of life, and who are unashamed and unapologetic and proud and bold about it.
i love you characters perfectly self-aware of their monstrous parts who gleefully look straight back at the rightfully deserved and earned scorn, judgment and condemnation thrown their ways with wide grins that's all teeth. characters who say "you're right, i am a monster. and you should try to stop me. but can you?" and it's a threat. i love you characters who won't stand for anyone telling them they don't get to have love and happiness because of their monstrous parts. characters who'll stop at nothing to take hold of love and happiness of their own in spite of the world telling them they don't get to have those things, and who don't care to become even more irredeemable than they already are along the way. i love you monstrous characters who hold tightly onto the broken and bleeding forms of the love and happiness they took for themselves with no intention to ever let go of them even if it means they shatter in their hands. characters who'd rather they shatter in their hands before ever letting go of them, and who made sure to first break them and make them bleed so they could fit within their hands to begin with. i love you characters who don't think it makes it any less meaningful or worthy, and who would do it all over again and even worse if need be because how else can a monster even love anyway but with sharp teeth and claws and your blood and tears warm on their lips and tongue?
i love you characters whose monstrous parts are their oldest and most loyal and trustworthy companions. characters who find comfort in their monstrous parts and are ruthlessly and mercilessly protective of them. i love you characters who can't even fathom who they could possibly be other than monsters, and yet have this gaping, bottomless pit of loneliness and yearning for something they couldn't possibly know the name of. i love you characters who've been monsters for as long as they've had that gaping and bottomless pit inside them as far as they can remember.
i love you monstrous characters who've never imagined they could ever be loved back for the monsters they are, but then they are. monstrous characters who've never imagined the broken and bleeding forms of the love and happiness within their hands could choose and want to stay right there anyway, but then they do. i love you characters who suddenly have to confront and grapple with the idea that maybe they can be something else other than monsters once they're loved. i love you monstrous characters who're loved anyway, monstrous parts and all. monstrous parts and nothing else. i love you monstrous characters loved for being monsters first and foremost, monstrous characters loved because they're monsters, and not in spite of it.
i love you characters who know no amount of love given to them will ever change the fact they're monsters. i love you characters being loved anyway with a love that doesn't ask or want or expect them to become any less monstrous for it, but they want to try to change for it anyway. i love you monstrous characters who are loved and whose nature won't change for it, but maybe their ways can. i love you characters who try to make their monstrous parts a little less sharp and jagged and deadly, a little less often bloody and a little more merciful and kind out of being loved as they are anyway. i love you monstrous characters learning to let go of the broken and bleeding forms of the love and happiness within their hands, and having their whole world turned upside down when they choose to stay anyway. i love you monstrous characters being made completely undone not by the forgiveness for the broken and bleeding parts, but by the acceptance of them.
i love you characters who are monsters and loved anyway and who don't become any less of monsters for it, but so what of it? after all when is a monster not a monster? when there's no changing of their nature, and yet they try to not give in to it anyway just because they were born with sharp teeth and claws and a craving for blood that'd make it so easy to.
i love you monstrous characters who are loved and don't become any less of monsters for it, but who still keep being loved anyway.
i love you monstrous characters resolving to try to become more human even knowing they'll never really succeed at it because they still keep being loved anyway.
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POV: your my cat and this what you see when I disturb you from your sleep
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thefisherqueen · 2 months
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Current foremost thought on my mind: Jeremy Brett has the most tuggable little pointy ears. Feeling deeply sad that he is dead and I will never be able to fulfill my desire (I'd ask first and be very gentle, of course. I like to imagine it would have made him laugh)
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inevitably-johnlocked · 4 months
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All Forms of Relationships by inatshej (T, 10,426 w., 1 Ch. || POV Sherlock, Asexual Sherlock, Light Angst, Light Plot, Angst with Happy Ending, Requited Love, Light Case Fic) – Relationships can take all kinds of forms. People creating them are much less adaptable, their preferences, needs, and culture limiting them to a great extent. Sherlock believes he has to renounce relationships; he is wrong.
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Y’ALL!!! THIS IS MY OTHER FTH FIC GIFTED TO ME!!! PLEASE GO GIVE IT SOME LOVE!!! I’m gonna be reading this one this week when I get back to travelling to work! :D 
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cupidford · 23 days
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Your Love by stopthat
Johnlock Love Letters #2336
Sherlock breathes in the scent of roses, feels the wind on his skin, tastes John on his tongue.
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r2y9s · 8 months
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[Sherlock Holmes Chapter One]
Good Morning, Sherry.
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lisbeth-kk · 7 months
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Hypothesis proven
https://archiveofourown.org/works/50428153
Readers of John's blog have asked one particular question for years, and Sherlock has agreed to let John answer them.
Today's prompt from @onesmallfamily was kiss
@totallysilvergirl @keirgreeneyes @calaisreno @phoenix27884 @topsyturvy-turtely @a-victorian-girl @gregorovitchworld @safedistancefrombeingsmart @peanitbear @helloliriels
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3dollarrolex · 5 months
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The amount of Taylor Swift songs that I can relate to Sherliam is CRAZY-
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helloliriels · 1 year
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Starstruck
I used to be quite drawn to stars
And taken by their endless light
Would map them out for hours and hours
Knowing 
.      Their points 
Could keep me right.
.
And with their constant
Tried and true
Relied upon them day by day
Until the day … 
.         When I met you.
.
Can you really, 
.       Be in wonder?
.
That you over
.          Wrote
That space?
.
Replacing data overnight.
.
The heavens had 
.             just come to me.
.       A brilliant light,
I could adore … 
.
A miracle
Fueled by
.         Milk
And
. Tea.
.
For no celestial body
Could ever be … 
As fascinating,
.               … As yours.
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100 words for @flashfictionfridayofficial 💜
So late! But hey @johnlocky @chinike @rhasima @fluffbyday-smutbynight @ohlooktheresabee @totallysilvergirl (clearly Drawn to Stars came to mind first! Haha) 💜, @7-percent @inevitably-johnlocked @discordantwords @khorazir @raina-at @kettykika78 @masterofhounds @janetm74 @sgam76 @missdeliadili @dinner--starving @loki-lock @mutedsilence @wizama @peanitbear @peageetibbs @iwlyanmw @mrb488 @scrub456 @ewebie @victorianpining @br00klynn2428 @train-mossman @impalaparkedat221b @topsyturvy-turtely @justanobsessedpan @gaylilsherlock @holmesianlove @safedistancefrombeingsmart @liquor-liquor-lips
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hi-i-love-u-bitch · 2 years
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Idk it's just better tat way 😙
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