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Got done with a quick drawing of (BBC) John Watson for a fic I am working on! I thought these two little drawings came out well. ^^ 💛
(I didn't really put a background on either or pose John in the first one because it was supposed to be a basic character concept art piece. The image quality may be shit, so I apologise.)
(Yes, the leg pun is intentional. More leg pun bs to come. [:<)
Also, I will be posting the first few chapters of the fic here soon if anyone would like to read it! 💛
You can find the W.I.P Fic on A03 here ⬇️
I will try and upload as much as I can on it. I hope you enjoy it so far!! 💛
#fanart#johnlock fanart#dr john watson#sherlock holmes#sherlock#sherlock fanfic#sherlock fandom#sherlock fic#fluffy johnlock fics#johnlock fanfiction#johnlock#john has a prosthetic#prosthetics#it's for a fic#it's for a case#digital art#ao3 fanfic#fanfic#sherlock fanart#john watson fanart#jawn#john is my beloved.#slow burn#tender fic
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Green
John sips at his tea, breathing deeply. The air smells of earth and the sea, salty and fresh.
It rained yesterday, but today the sun is out and it’s warm. The grass is lush and green in the summer sun, the birds are singing, the neighbour’s bees are humming in the garden.
They've only been here two days, and John feels - renewed. Settled. Calm.
He turns his eyes from the lush greenery of the Sussex landscape to Sherlock, who's baking... something. He can't tell from here, but judging by the number of bowls, implements and ingredients, he guesses it's something complicated. Right now, Sherlock is either whisking egg whites or whipping cream, it's difficult to say. He looks absorbed and yet abstracted, fully concentrated on the task at hand yet miles away.
John wonders what he's thinking. Why he brought them here.
John needed a break, no doubt about it.
He thought nothing could be worse than the war, but then he worked in a London A+E during the worst of a global pandemic. Of course he’s ten years older than he was when he was in Afghanistan, but it’s something deeper than that. The last two years have taken something from him, something he didn't even know he still had. It’s like a well inside him has dried up.
He looks out the kitchen window, past Sherlock, towards the sea.
It's beautiful here. Quiet. Sedate.
Boring, he hears Sherlock’s voice in his head whisper.
They arrived on Sunday. Took a walk through the village. Went to the beach. Napped. Had savoury pie for dinner. John fell asleep at nine, the sound of the sea lulling him into a deep, dreamless rest.
It rained all day yesterday. They spent the day quietly indoors. Read books, watched some telly. John baked scones, the first time in a long time. It felt a bit like coming home.
They had slow, lovely, calm, dreamy sex in front of the fireplace. Also the first time in a long time.
After, they lay on the sofa, his head pillowed on Sherlock's chest, and John didn't have the words for a truth that’s slowly become clear to him, that has been sitting on his chest for a while now.
He still doesn't have the words. He doesn’t know if he’ll ever have them.
The click of the oven door and the whirring of an egg timer being set tells him that Sherlock's contraption is in the oven.
He looks up from his tea. "What are you making? Smells amazing."
Sherlock shrugs, leaning against the counter. There's flour on his cheek. "A three-layered Neapolitan pie.”
John walks over into the kitchen and wipes the flour from Sherlock’s cheek. “Show me?”
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They spend hours in the kitchen, baking, tasting, having tea while the fillings set in the fridge. They don’t talk much, except for simple requests for implements or ingredients.
Finally, the pie is done and the last layer is setting in the fridge, and John is whipping up a quick and easy pasta dish for dinner. He feels more relaxed than he’s been in weeks. Months. Possibly years.
“It’s okay, you know,” Sherlock says after a good half hour of silence, during which John sliced and fried onions, tomatoes and courgettes, tossed a salad and started cooking the water.
“What’s okay?” John asks, adding another teaspoon of salt to the pasta water.
“You don’t want to go back. And I’m telling you it’s fine.”
John freezes. His entire world whites out a bit on the edges. He can’t really breathe anymore, doesn’t remember how it works.
Then Sherlock’s hands are on his shoulders, massaging the cramping muscles between his shoulder blades. Sherlock’s other hand comes to rest on his belly. “Breathe, John.”
John breathes, concentrates on breathing into Sherlock’s hand on his belly, on the warmth of him, the reassuring strength at his back.
“How did you know?” he finally asks, little more than a whisper.
“I live with you, remember?” Sherlock says, sounding just a tiny bit amused, but then turns serious again. “Do you think after twelve years together, I can’t tell when you’re unhappy? Do you think I don’t know what the last two years have cost you? I was there every time you came home after eighteen hour shifts, every time one of your patients died, every time one of your colleagues died. I was there when you got sick, and I know how afraid you were, even though you did your best not to show me.”
John closes his eyes and lets himself lean back against Sherlock’s body, lets Sherlock’s arms come around him, lets his head fall back against Sherlock’s shoulder.
“I can’t quit,” he mutters, finally saying out loud what he’s been thinking about. “They need me. I can’t abandon my post.”
Sherlock sighs and gently turns John around so John has to look him in the eye. “John,” he says, gently, seriously, “don’t you think you’ve done enough?”
John bites down on his lips to stop himself from bursting into tears, because he will never believe that anything he does is good enough, and he knows Sherlock knows this, and disagrees. For Sherlock, John needs to do one thing: exist. That’s it. And John’s never been able to wrap his head around the simple fact that he doesn’t have to do anything to make Sherlock love him. He just does.
Sherlock seems to realise that John’s about to do or say something incredibly stupid, because he takes him by the shoulders and says, “I know that if I told you that you don’t have to be perfect to be allowed to exist, you won’t believe me anyway, so I’m going to tell you something else. Something selfish. I miss you. I want you home with me more. I can’t stand watching you like this. I don’t know how much more of this I can take.”
John blanches, breath hitching in a moment of blind panic, Don’t leave don’t leave don’t ever leave.
Sherlock seems to catch his drift because his hands wander to the sides of John’s face and he presses their foreheads together. “No. Not this. I will never leave you. Ever. But I can’t be happy when you’re miserable. So please. If you can’t do it to save yourself, save me. Please.”
John makes a strangled noise, incapable of responding, but he hugs Sherlock tightly, clinging to him like he’s a lifeline. And he is. He never would have made it through the last two years without Sherlock. And he knows that it wasn’t an easy time for Sherlock as well, but he realises only now how much Sherlock worried about him, how many times Sherlock must have swallowed down his own worries and needs to avoid putting any more pressure on John.
They stand there for endless minutes, holding each other tight, while John pulls himself together.
“I heard you,” he finally mutters into Sherlock’s shirt. “I’m trying.”
“I know,” Sherlock says, lips pressed into John’s hair. “I know.”
“Let’s finish dinner before this becomes inedible,” John says, and Sherlock releases him with a laugh.
They finish preparing dinner in silence, then take their plates out into the garden, watching as the sun sets over the lovely green landscape, the sound of the sea a beautiful background music to their meal.
“What would I do instead?” John finally asks, finally puts the thought he’s been carrying around into words.
Sherlock smiles at him, and the relief in his voice is hard to miss when he answers, “Whatever you want, John. Whatever you want.”
I've always wanted to write a Bakers story that deals with John being a frontline health worker during the pandemic. I can't even imagine what hospital staff has been through these last years. Heroes, the lot of them.
This was written for @notjustamumj 's promt Green.
I'm tagging some usual suspects: @calaisreno @lisbeth-kk @meetinginsamarra @jrow @keirgreeneyes @7-percent @totallysilvergirl @peanitbear @missdeliadili @topsyturvy-turtely @the-reading-lemon @thetimemoves
I hope I didn't miss any horrible typos or anything.
#johnlock#bbc sherlock#johnlock fic#my fic#bakers with benefits#notjustamumj#green#may ficlets#microfic#pandemic#heavy stuff is alluded to in this fic#sorry I know the Bakers are usually so fluffy
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it’s fluffy and cute and i am not your strongest soldier
#me searching under the fluff tag every time i’m on ao3#i see fluffy fics i read them#i see fluffy fanart i reblog or like it#THERE IS ENOUGH ANGST IN REAL LIFE LET ME LIVE IN MY LITTLE GAY DELUSIONS#i’ve already read about these characters falling in love and getting a happy ending#and i’ll do it again!#johnlock#enjoltaire#cherik#destiel#blackbonnet#gentlebeard#nandermo#ineffable husbands#snowbaz
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winter & christmas fluff by turtely
❄️❄️❄️
Snowflakes
(686w, General Audience, fluff!)
Summary:
The contrast of Sherlock's dark curls and the white snowflakes was beautiful. John's gaze fell onto Sherlock's cheekbones. A snowflake has landed there and slowly started melting at the edges.
Even if John would have wanted to, he could not have looked away.
🎅🏻🎅🏻🎅🏻
John's Lover, Santa
(4004w, General Audience, AU: Sherlock is Santa Claus, Fluff and Crack, Crack treated seriously)
Based on this norwegian ad (more info in the notes on ao3)
Summary:
A half naked, half asleep John Watson spies a young, slim, black haired Santa.
A busy, grumpy Santa catches eyes of a rather nice looking naked torso with an even better looking face.
Santa winks and John is left behind, stunned. Will they ever meet again?
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i would like to add this second fic to @helloliriels crack fic competition. i wrote it last year and published it on wattpad but only today realized this is very much crack, haha xD
tags under the cut <3
tag list! (tell me if you wanna be added or removed💚) @catlock-holmes @justanobsessedpan @fluffbyday-smutbynight @inevitably-johnlocked @hisfavouritejumper @rhasima @forfucksakejohn @ohlooktheresabee @turbulenttrouble @7arantellgrrl @ssmeowl123 @so-youre-unattached-like-me @totallysilvergirl @peanitbear @train-mossman @loki-lock @smulderscobie @timberva @grace-in-the-wilderness @chinike @pansherlock @the-smol-bean-libby-blog @jawnn-watson @whatnext2020 @escapingthereality @missdeliadili @kettykika78 @musingsofmyown @7-percent @speedymoviesbyscience @astudyin221b @francj15 @almosttinycowboy @ladylindaaa @we-r-loonies @mxster-jocale @sherlockcorner @noahspector @our-stars-graveside @jobooksncoffee
#turtely writes#fluffy winter fic#fluffy christmas fic#2022 year of the crack fic#johnlock#bbc sherlock#johnlock ficlet on ao3#johnlock fic#christmas#winter#sherlock#john watson#sherlock holmes#sherlock x john
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I Lay With You by TrickyBonmot
1.9k, Explicit, pwp
Author’s Summary: Sherlock teaches John the difference between lie and lay. Porny sex ensues
My Summary: Sherlock being a grammar snob but John finds him endearing anyways. Lovely little thing, will read again for sure
#johnlock#laughing during sex#tender#middle of the night#johnlock fanfic#johnlock smut#johnlock fanfiction#johnlock fic rec#fic rec#tjlc#fluff#fluffy
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You know when you’re on your period and something starts making you emotional, but you just go “fuck it” and dive head-first into the thing that’s gonna make you cry?
Just listened to “Oh What a Night” and fucking wept
#johnlock#oh what a night#a song which used to DELIGHT ME by the way#forever making me weep now#because it’s literally a description of how they met and how they feel about each other??#you know I didn’t even know her name but I was never gonna be the same#she was everything I dreamed she’d be#why’d it take so long to see the light#FUCK EVERYTHING FUCK YOU MOFTISS#and now I have to go back to work#but I just want to sit here and cry and read a cute fluffy fic#in other news I am not being brave about my period this month#shut up me
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"I owe you a fall, Sherlock." Moriarty had chuckled at their little tea party, a devilish grin spreading across his face.
Or, Sherlock wakes up one morning to a present at his door. Not a bomb, not a crime, not a threat.
Rather, something else.
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Hey everyone!!
The minute I saw this fanart on Pinterest, I knew I had to write a fic for it.
Enjoy this fic!! I have poured my heart and soul into it. Kudos and comments are much appreciated! <33
The link to the original art below!
#bbc sherlock#sherlock holmes#AO3#my fanfiction#ava writes#johnlock#john watson#Rubik’s cubes#jim moriarty#mrs hudson#greg lestrade#fluffy#very gay#inspired by fanart#GO LOOK AT THE FANART BEFORE YOU READ#IT IS LINKED IN THE FIC#HAPPY BEYOND WORDS
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Life is kicking my ass right now, so we all know one thing that ALWAYS makes ANYONE feel better… Johnlock fanfiction.
If anyone has any recs, please drop some in the comments or reblog. Preferably, I’m looking for some long plotty fics, but fluffy fics are good too. At this point, just put anything, I’m desperate and I feel like I have so many Sherlock fics to discover. And I need comfort.
Thank you😭
#johnlock#sherlock#bbc sherlock#johnlock fanfiction#writerscommunity#ao3 writer#ao3#john watson#sherlock fandom#sherlock fic#Sherlock fic recs#fic recs#fic rec
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ive been rewatching sherlock, someone please recommend me all the long, slowburn, fluffy yet angsty, plot divergent johnlock fics you know
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This is some art that I made for a future chapter in my fic. Yes, he is in a lion mascot outfit. I promise it will make sense. They are at the zoo for a case. I haven't gotten to this part in my fic yet, but you lot are welcome to read what I have so far!
#fanart#sherlock bbc#sherlock#sherlock fandom#bbc sherlock#sherlock fanfic#sherlock holmes#johnlock fanfiction#johnlock#john watson#fluffy johnlock fics#it's for a case#it's for a fic#ao3#ao3 fanfic#johnlock fanart#sherlock holmes fanart#sherlock x john#they go to a zoo for a case#dr john watson#sherlock fanart#I promise this will make sense#Sherlock looks so ridiculous in this costume#omg
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Given that Ao3 is still down, I may start trading fics like some sort of black market fic dealer. Anyone wanna trade a mint condition Johnlock fluffy Christmas fic for a limited edition Hilson smutty fic? Maybe a Supernatural coffee shop AU for a Criminal Minds self insert fic?
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Fanfics I really liked in June 2023
So. Since I keep a list of what I´ve read anyway (there´s always a list), I will rec all the fics I´ve wholly enjoyed on a monthly basis. Old and new, canon or AU, big or small authors, long or short but nearly always Johnlock (-ish).
There I Saw You, Night by esplanade
Struggling with writer`s block, poet Sherlock meets successful crime writer John by chance in a bookshop. Lots of deep conversations happen and in the end both have found their passion for writing again and each other, too. Lovely, light, poetic fic with a bit of hurt/comfort.
The Meeting Place by standbygo @blogstandbygo
Sherlock is supposed to meet the guy at the meeting place. So is Sherlock. Shenanigans happen. Funny, fluffy romantic comedy.
Aim for the Head by Breath4Soul @breath4soul
Long ongoing WIP. Set in a zombie apocalypse, John sort of abducts Sherlock and his car and an at first unwilling but then developing relationship starts. Could have been all so much easier if the zombies were not out to get them.
The Lost Myth of True Love series by All_I_need @the-reading-lemon
Three delightful fics that gave me nearly sleepless nights because I had to know what happens next. Now I am eagerly awaiting part 4 that is about to get published. Sherlock x Victor Trevor, no Johnlock so far.
The Last Shred of Truth and The Choiceless Hope and Imagine being loved (by me)
Sherlock returns and confesses his love to John but John cannot reciprocate although he loves Sherlock back. He has to marry Mary and both are unhappy. John will be mostly out of the picture during the three fics. Sherlock meets his old child and uni friend Victor Trevor again and they start a really lovely relationship even if both men mourn their past love. Sherlock will be mainly happy and grow in the relationship which is so nice to see (read) and Victor is a gem of a human. Sherlock grows a lot emotionally in these fics and in part two he builds an unexpected but awesome friendship with a really likeable Sally Donovan.
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12 days of Mystrade and Friends - Third Edition
Greetings!
November is drawing to a close, and for many of us, the winter season is about to begin. We are about ready to snuggle under blankets with hot chocolate or tea and, of course, a nice story!
We’d like you to join us in celebrating this season by sharing your creations! Consider joining the third edition of:
12 Days of Mystrade (and Friends) Advent Calendar
December 21, 2023 - January 1, 2024
We’re looking for new fanfic and art about Mystrade, Johnlock, or any other pairing within the Sherlock universe! Please note that general fics and art are also welcome! Your contribution can be a story, picture, video, collage – we are open to all kinds of art, as long as there’s some kind of winter or holiday theme. Go where your muse takes you – be it something fluffy, funny, or angsty! We also accept WIP, and there is no minimum or maximum word count or rating requirement.
Submissions are open until December 6th. Once they’re in, we’ll get back to you with a particular day for you to post your work on Archive of Our Own (AO3).
To sign up, fill out this Google form with:
your AO3 handle
the main pairing (if there is any)
how to contact you (for the date assignment)
a summary & the title of your work (if you have them - this is only to organize the calendar order - a general idea is also fine)
any dates you prefer and/or need to avoid.
If you’d like to submit more than one work, that’s great! Please submit a separate form for each piece.
Please submit by the end of the day on the 6th of December. You will be assigned a posting day by December 15th; the calendar will run between the 21st of December and the 1st of January.
If you have any questions, send an email or an ask, and we’ll answer as soon as possible! (Sadly we cannot answer a DM on Tumblr since this blog is run by multiple users - please send an ask or email to [email protected] instead!)
Last year, we had a successful calendar, if you’d like to see previous works!
We hope you will join us in making this holiday season very special!
Don’t forget to reblog to spread the word!
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Five Fics Friday: January 26/24
Happy Friday everyone! It's been a long week, and I'm looking forward to eating up a great new fic! Check out these fics to start off your weekend, and I hope you'll come back on Sunday for a new list!!
Enjoy!
MARKED FOR LATER JOHNLOCK
The Edge of the Sea by weeesi (E, 16,659+ w., 7/12 Ch. || WiP || Pre/Post-TRF, POV John, Angst, Complicated Relationships, Pining John, Jealous John, Sherlock/Victor Trevor, Grief/Mourning, John's Trust Issues, Closeted John, Character Study, Panic Attacks) – Sherlock is dead. The next week passes in a blur. Mycroft invites John not to come to the funeral if he’d like, except for the fact that Mrs Hudson needs an escort and he’d really rather get through it than wonder forever what it would have been. He goes, and sits, and contains, and pours a cup of scalding-hot coffee down his throat which he hopes will burn down the tumble of nerves and anger and the type of sick-sadness he can’t examine too closely and the other feelings he won’t even acknowledge. He misses not missing him all the same. John spends the next two years alone. Sherlock doesn't.
The Man in the Iron Collar by Mamaorion (M, 128,771+ w., 29/? Ch. || WiP || 1800s Steampunk England Magical Realism AU || Circus, Faries, Flying, Soulmates, Murder Mystery, Prophesy, Healer John, Mind Reader Sherlock, Slow Burn, Alternating POV, Animal Transformation, Hurt/Comfort, Soulmates, Freeing Prisoner, Bullying, Kidlock) – The magical worlds of Faerie and humans have been separated by the Wall for over 1,000 years, but halfbloods, half-Faerie/half-human hybrids, continue to trickle into this magical, steampunky 19th century England. Healer Captain John Watson discovers a telepathic halfblood imprisoned in a traveling circus. While he tries to unravel his mysterious connection to this wild man, the two are pulled into London's halfblood underworld. A wave of serial murders will take them beyond the Wall and into the ancient battle between humans and Faerie.
MARKED FOR LATER GOOD OMENS
post-professional endeavours by darcylindbergh (T, 8,949 w., 3 Ch. || Comedy, Fluff, South Downs Shenanigans, POV Outsiders, Real Estate) – Red, you are the green tea latte to my hot cocoa. I can't believe we've been nearly three years in the soup together. I hope you enjoy this one!!
Mint Tea by CopperBeech (E, 23,006+ w., 8/? Ch. || WIP || Human AU || Cottager Aziraphale, Gardener Crowley, Light Dom/Sub, Dom Crowley, Sub Aziraphale, Top Crowley, Face-Fucking, Deep Throat, Consent, Blow Jobs, Dirty Talk, Gratuitous Sex, Intercrural Sex, Quickies, Rough Sex, Baked Goods, Phone Sex, Masturbation, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Edging, Aziraphale in Lingerie, Nipple Play, Anal Fingering, Rimming, Cuddles, Stargazing, Picnicking) – Workaday clerical drone Aziraphale Fell unexpectedly comes into a cottage in the South Downs. But life is as drab as ever, and worse, a disastrous decision has left him with mint running rampant through all the beautiful plantings. It's clearly time someone got him- er, his garden - under control.
RECENTLY BOOKMARKED LOKIUS
more than words by unintentionallyangsty (T, 4,716 w., 1 Ch. || LOKI SERIES || Lokius, Post S2, Slow Romance, Awkward Romance, First Dates, Awkward Flirting, Attachment Issues, Abandonment Issues, Touch-Starvation, Slow Dancing, Shyness, Insecure Loki, Anxiety Attacks, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Domestic Fluff, Romantic Fluff, Fluffy Angst, Hugs, Getting Together, Future Fic) – After everything - in spite of everything-, there are only a few words that have truly gone unspoken between Loki and Mobius. And, in spite of Loki's famed "silver tongue", none of these words ever seem to come easily. Luckily, Mobius is patient. They have all the time in the world, after all.
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