"Sherlock," John locked eyes with the detective,"you are bloody gorgeous."
A very prominent blush crept up the other's neck,"I-I erm…"
"And adorable, look at that,"He leaned forward and smiled. John knew for a fact that he was one of the few people who existed that could actually catch him off guard, and by god this had to be the best way to get those gears in the detective’s head to stop.
Sherlock broke eye contact and tapped nervously on the table,"You're getting too direct with your flirting."
"So you've noticed?"
He nodded and looked around the room, still refusing to look at John,"So- uh, what,” Sherlock cleared his throat, the telltale signs of embarrassment peeking through,”what brought this up?"
"It's just been eating me up for a bit,"He propped his head up on his hands,"And I'd… I’d like to kiss you."
Those few words caused Sherlock's entire system to malfunction, a small sound of shock barely escaped his lips. For a moment, John found it rather endearing that his friend was an actual blushing virgin, but as soon as the spell broke, he wondered what the consultant's response would be,"Me..?"
"I have to confess that I do not possess much experience in this area-"
What had once been a quiet morning in the kitchen of 221b ultimately transformed into… this. Not that either of them were complaining, they were finally clearing the tension that held strong between them for years, however… jolting it felt.
"You're a fast learner," His tongue swiped along his bottom lip,"I don't think it would take long for you to pick it up."
"Is that an offer to teach me, Dr. Watson?" he whispered, not trusting himself to keep a steady stream of words in his current state. Said “state” could be summed up as "confused, turned on, and extremely giddy".
The quiet flirt back made John more than happy,"Of course, I'll even do it for free 'cause you're being so cute about it."
The detective huffed, crossing his arms and slumping in his seat,"I am not cute."
"You're proving my point right now. Pouting with those sinful lips of yours."
"I-" at this point, his mind may as well be fried because it felt absolutely useless. Not a single deduction could be made by John's smiling face, only the word 'mine' over and over,"I-I give you… permission."
"Yes," with a bit more confidence,"I know you're a man of morals, and you wouldn't do anything without explicit consent- so I consent to you."
John stood, making sure not to move too fast, he didn’t want to frighten Sherlock in this exposed mindset,"And you are aware that you can take that consent away at any time?"
A slight nod,"I know."
"Alright," He brought a hand to cup Sherlock's jaw, lifting his thumb to run across his bottom lip,"I have watched these lips for years," John dipped his head down a bit, milimetres away from Sherlock's face,"I always wondered how they would feel on mine."
"Care to find out?" his breath ghosting along John's skin.
Sherlock closed the small gap, lips barely pressed together. It was his first time being so close to someone he loved, and understanding that this was all new to Sherlock, John let him control the pace. It was soft, tentative, tender, they reveled in the intimate contact. They had been craving this for years, and now here they were. The spark that had lingered became a roaring fire, all from a small, genuine kiss.
After a moment, John pulled back, realising that the detective had ceased all effort to function,”Breathe.”
His eyes remained closed as he sucked in a lungful of air,”More please,” Sherlock blinked a few times before sending John the most desperate look he could muster.
“How could I say no to my brilliant detective?”
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After writing my post on The Three Students, I read The Picture of Dorian Gray, not because I mentioned it in the post but because I’ve always wanted to read it. I already knew about the sexually implications within it, since it’s usally the first thing people think of when the book is mentioned, but I honestly didn’t realise it was so explicit.
Because I’ve only read the book once, I’m not going to do an analysis on all of the ‘subtext’; it’s not my area and plenty of other people with greater knowledge have done it before.
However, one thing that I did notice was the strange ‘parallels’ between Sherlock and Watson with Dorian Gray and Lord Henry. I say parallels for lack of a better term, because I don’t actually see it as a mirror as such, or a foil either- I’m also not trying to suggest that ACD and Wilde wrote these stories with a huge masterplan to reflect each other (the other story being The Sign of the Four).
A bit of context, ACD and Wilde were both commissioned on 30th August 1889 by Lippincott’s monthly magazine to write a book. ACD wrote The Sign of the Four, published February 1890, and Wilde wrote The Picture of Dorian Gray, April 1891. These dates are going to be very significant.
The scene I am focusing most on in TSotF is the final scene (not the full scene though, just the last few paragraphs), where Watson is discussing his engagement to Mary Morstan to Sherlock.
“I [Watson] fear that it may be the last investigation in which I shall have the chance of studying your methods. Miss Morstan has done me the honor to accept me as a husband in prospective.” He [Sherlock] gave a most dismal groan. “I feared as much,” said he. “I really cannot congratulate you.” I was a little hurt. “Have you any reason to be dissatisfied with my choice?” I asked. “Not at all. I think she is one of the most charming young ladies I ever met, and might have been most useful in such work as we have been doing. She had a decided genius that way… But love is an emotional thing, and whatever is emotional is opposed to that true cold reason which I place above all things. I should never marry myself, lest I bias my judgment.” “I trust,” said I, laughing, “that my judgment may survive the ordeal. But you look weary.” “Yes, the reaction is already upon me. I shall be as limp as a rag for a week.” “Strange,” said I, “how terms of what in another man I should call laziness alternate with your fits of splendid energy and vigor.” “Yes,” he answered, “there are in me the makings of a very fine loafer and also of a pretty spry sort of fellow. I often think of those lines of old Goethe,— Schade, daß die Natur nur einen Mensch aus Dir schuf, Denn zum wurdigen Mann war ¨ und zum Schelmen der Stoff. … I remarked. “You have done all the work in this business. I get a wife out of it, Jones [detective] gets the credit, pray what remains for you?” “For me,” said Sherlock Holmes, “there still remains the cocaine-bottle.” And he stretched his long white hand up for it.
Ignoring how miserable it is for Sherlock to turn to drugs after Watson gets engaged (I know it’s difficult), but the translation of the ‘Old Goethe’ (German) is ‘It's a pity that nature only created a human being out of you, because the material was for a worthy man and for a rascal.’ This is important.
Now, the scene(s) in APoDG I am focusing on is Chapter 4, when Dorain Gray is talking about his relationship Sibyl Vane to Lord Henry, and when Gray, Henry and Basil (the artist) are discussing it in the beginning of Chapter 6. Both of these sections are too long to entirely quote here, but in Chapter 4, when Gray tells Henry of his relationship, Henry is disappointed because he thinks marriage turns a person selfish, therefore making them boring. He goes on into a philosophical rant about marriage and women, with plenty of misogynistic remarks of course, before Gray talks about how he met Vane. When Gray leaves, Henry again thinks about it all, then receives a telegram from Gray telling him he is engaged. In Chapter 6, again Henry goes into the morality of marriage and why he hates it so much, even though he is married. I’ve put a few important quotes in.
“Never marry at all, Dorian. Men marry because they are tired; women, because they are curious: both are disappointed.” “I don’t think I am likely to marry, Harry. I am too much in love. That is one of your aphorisms. I am putting it into practice, as I do everything that you say.” “Who are you in love with?” asked Lord Henry after a pause. “With an actress,” said Dorian Gray, blushing.
“My dear boy, no woman is a genius. Women are a decorative sex. They never have anything to say, but they say it charmingly. Women represent the triumph of matter over mind, just as men represent the triumph of mind over morals.” “Harry, how can you?” “My dear Dorian, it is quite true.”
“Your [Henry] voice and the voice of Sibyl Vane are two things that I [Gray] shall never forget. When I close my eyes, I hear them, and each of them says something different. I don’t know which to follow.
Lord Henry watched him with a subtle sense of pleasure.
“But do you approve of it, Harry?” asked the painter, walking up and down the room and biting his lip. “You can’t approve of it, possibly. It is some silly infatuation.” “I never approve, or disapprove, of anything now. It is an absurd attitude to take towards life.”
Personally, when I read TPoDG, I immediately thought of TSotF, because of these scenes. I don’t know if I’m thinking too much into this, but anyway, this won’t hurt anyone.
Dorian Gray’s and Lord Henry’s relationship is more explicit than Sherlock and Watson’s, clear by the stigma surrounding the story and the fact it needed to be pared down in order to be deemed ‘appropriate’ when it was originally published. Gray is heavily psychologically affected by Henry’s opinions and beliefs, leading to his demise. But, Henry has this strange infatuation about Gray, making it seem like a twisted romance.
On the other hand, Sherlock and Watson’s relationship is less ‘mental/emotional torture’ and more ‘love’, to simply put it. But, if we strip down the characters to what the audience’s image is, or the stereotype, and not the writer’s initial intent, they bear some sort of resemblance.
First we have the Sherlock-Lord Henry, the intelligent, cold, philosophical thinker, who is incredibly intimidating and has an overwhelming presence/influence. They are unusual, by both modern and Victorian standards, characters that people do not wish to be associated with.
Next, the Watson-Dorian Gray character, deemed the only character to be ‘acceptable’ to the one above. They are in awe of their respective companions, treating them like a god and obeying whatever they say (for Watson, think The Hounds of the Baskervilles; for Gray, the first quote above).
The difference between these relationships is that Lord Henry and Dorain Gray are so much more extreme. They are not right for each other, but they are drawn to each other. Lord Henry is obsessed with Gray, and Gray with Henry.
Sherlock and Watson are, again, drawn to each other, but they aren’t hurting each other. Sherlock has this admiration of Watson, and Watson is in awe of him, but they also recognise each other as human beings.
So, if they are different, why have I bothered writing this post for about an hour now?
What I am trying to suggest is that Wilde perhaps took some inspiration from TSotF and inserted it into TPoDG. Yes, I recognise that they were released not long from each other, but I don’t think it’s entirely impossible. Lord Henry seems like the evil, dark version of Sherlock Holmes, focusing mainly on his thinking rather than his character. I drew attention to the German quote that Sherlock said, ‘It's a pity that nature only created a human being out of you, because the material was for a worthy man and for a rascal.’ What he is saying here, after Watson tells him he is both energetic and lazy, is that he agrees, and humans have potential to be amazing or awful. From such a small-meaning comment of ‘you are amazingly lazy and hyperactive’ to talking about a person’s path in life, it really reflects the basis of Lord Henry’s personality; he turns even the smallest statement into a heated discussion about morality.
So, I might not be making any sense in this, but I do truly think there is some sort of link. Whether Wilde read TSotF and decided to base his characters on it, but making them extreme, will probably never be known. I might write a bit more on this because I do have some other ideas.
Page Dividers!! (so far)
There are six different ones (top to bottom, left to right):
Sherlock (in general) Themed
Mycroft, Sherlock, and Lestrade Themed
Sherlock and John Themed
Mycroft and Lestrade themed
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And also feel free to request themes in my askbox (open till July 29th), I have this program for 30 days (it's a free trial lol) and I want to make the most of it.
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Can we talk about BBC Sherlock S4e3 where Sherlock can't pull the trigger on Mycroft and instead turns the gun on himself?
Can we please talk about how big brother Mycroft, who apparently thought his life wasn't worth much to his little brother since he thought he was the obvious choice, helped by the fact Sherlock instantly pointed his gun at him, takes a step forward out of surprise?
Can we please talk about the utter devastation in Mycrofts eyes as he realises that Sherlock would rather kill himself than his big brother?
About the utter surprise in his face that Sherlock apparently, despite his cold words and mean comments and despite all of Mycrofts (grave) mistakes, values his brothers life over his own?
About the heartbreak clearly displayed by his expression at the realisation that Sherlock loves him?
What does that say about Mycroft, who apparently doesn't value his own life. Who expects his brother to kill him without so much as a blink. Who doesn't even entertain the fact that he could mean more to Sherlock than John or Sherlocks own life. Who apparently couldn't forgive himself for the mistakes he made. Who is surprised by his brothers love.