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strawberrywinter4 · 9 days
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Summary: Recently retired police officer, John Watson, stumbles upon an odd man named Sherlock Holmes when traveling by train on his way home. He concludes the detective is insane after having only one conversation with him, but can't help but be intrigued. Ignoring John's hesitance, Sherlock brings him along on an exciting case. Through this adventure, Sherlock doesn't bother to hide his palpable obsession with John while John tries to hide his growing feelings. What will happen when they both break, following their desires?
Relationship: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson
Tags: Case Fic, Possessive Sherlock Holmes, Obsessive Behavior, Sherlock Holmes is a Bit Not Good, Takes place by the bay in Maine, American!John, Ocean, Small Towns, Alternative Universe-Small Town, Sherlock Holmes loves John Watson, John Watson is oblivious, BAMF John Watson, BAMF Sherlock Holmes, Eventual Happy Ending, Explicit Sexual Content, Love Confessions, Kissing, Fluff and Angst, Hurt/Comfort
Read chapter 1 here.
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I just made a little something…can’t wait to see where it goes! <3
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jay-wasreblogging · 1 month
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Okay but why is the Russian John Watson and Sherlock Holmes SO FREAKING BEAUTIFUL!?
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a-freemaniac · 6 months
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Sherlock. John.
Sherlock and John.
Moodboards.
Happy Monday 💜
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gregorovitch-adler · 8 months
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John stifled a yawn with the back of his hand as he checked the time on the classroom clock. Half past twelve. Fifteen more minutes of this dreadful lecture till the afternoon break.
The topic going on in the class was not so hard, besides Year 13 meant you had to cover up most of the topics on your own, anyway. John could not bring himself to listen to the lecture today.
John looked around at the other students instead. To be honest, he was looking for one specific person in that room.
There he was. Sitting in the last row, but paying full attention - staring at the teacher like a hawk. John had been admiring this guy's looks - dense, black curls; sea-green eyes, and those sharp cheekbones - and his intelligence for quite some time.
The name was Sherlock Holmes.
John had not stopped thinking about that bloke ever since he'd guessed some other student's personal life correctly in an attempt to tell them off. Deduction, as he would rather call it.
He had been trying to get to know Sherlock in person and to talk to him properly - instead of just nodding in his direction as a greeting like he used to do, every morning.
John was not sure what he would even talk about. Sherlock seemed so closed off, heading straight to the library during the afternoon break every day. John did not want to make an arse of himself trying to talk to him.
He realised he was staring, so he looked away quickly and pretended to pay attention again.
After a few minutes, the bell rang, followed by the teacher muttering some words to the TA before leaving the class.
The class began to chatter, as everyone slowly made their way to leave.
Suddenly, someone across the room turned around to face Sherlock in the last row. "Hey, Holmes!"
Sherlock looked up from his book at that guy.
"Nobody gives a shit about your Tobacco ash list," he said, and his friends burst out laughing. "Seriously, quit blogging. Your website is embarrassing enough already." Another fit of laughter from his group.
John furrowed his brows and clenched his fist on his left side. Strange that he did not know much about Sherlock, but felt like standing up for him anyway.
"At least I don't have to juggle three girlfriends every single day."
A complete silence erupted among that friend group.
"What's he talking about?" asked a girl from the group to that arse. Probably one of the girlfriends.
He ignored her as he marched his way to the last row to approach Sherlock. "Say that again." The guy slammed his massive fists on the desk.
John turned around and went to that row too.
"I think he was loud and clear the first time," said John as he stood beside Sherlock, staring daggers at the other guy.
"Oh, so the fake genius has got himself a pet!" the bloke exclaimed and walked up close to John, practically towering over him.
John was waiting for one move from the side of that guy. Just one. This would all be over in a minute.
"I haven't," said Sherlock and walked close to the guy, invading his personal space. "Though I would think twice before doing anything I regret if I were you." His low voice had dropped even more to a dangerous tone. "Especially if I were sleeping with one of the teachers for a better score like you are, currently."
This made the guy back off. "You didn't - you can't possibly know that!"
"You didn't even bother changing your perfume," said Sherlock and brushed past that guy, his long legs taking him to the classroom door swiftly. He stopped short in the doorway and turned around to look at John with his eyebrows raised.
John quickly collected his things and left the room; ignoring the other guy and leaving him behind.
Sherlock and John walked out of the class, and John tried to suppress a smile.
"Where are we going?" John asked, trying to match Sherlock's pace.
"I am going to the library."
"I can join you."
"Why?"
"You can tell me about the Tobacco ash."
Sherlock stopped in the tracks to face John properly. John had slowed down as well.
Sherlock gave John an intense look as if trying to look into his soul.
John was physically unable to look away.
"In that case, I expect you to listen to every single thing I have to say. Try to react properly instead of just staring at me." The corner of his heart-shaped mouth quirked up.
John cleared his throat and nodded before looking away for a moment. "Let's go, shall we? We don't have much time."
"Come on, then," said Sherlock, and they began to walk again in the direction of the library.
Not sure why, but John felt as if his day had become at least a hundred times better.
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Sherlock September Challenge.
Prompt Clock by @onesmallfamily
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queerplatonic johnlock is so important to me i don't think you understand
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consultjohnwatson · 1 month
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No, they didn't conspire about the maid dress. It's about your beloved jumper collection. Have you noticed any missing ones?
Not yet.
And I will guard my closet with my dear life.
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inevitably-johnlocked · 10 months
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Gotta love how sassy John is every time he interacts with Mycroft. Being protective of the love of your life, John, aren't you? Lol!
ASDFASFDA HONESTLY NONNY!!! John is ready to fight anyone who threatens Sherlock, I love it.
I mean, Sherlock picks up on it so much that EVEN IN HIS COKED OUT FEVER DREAM, he dreams about John's protectiveness of him:
John Stands up to Hooper when John confronts him
John steps in front of Sherlock when Sir Eustace attempts to threaten Sherlock
John shows up out of NOWHERE at Reichenbach to protect Sherlock from Moriarty:
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(sorry I can't find my gifs for all of the rest and don't have time to make new ones, LOL!)
Seriously though, I love John so much!!
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christiangeistdorfer · 3 months
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probably thought i was pissed or something
JOHN WATSON explaining the tunnel vision effect of the CAESARS PALACE GRAND PRIX CIRCUIT, 1981
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musclesandhammering · 10 months
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Pro tip for antis: if their profile picture is the character you’re arguing against, just.. don’t even try lol.
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matchademi · 10 months
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(In a perfect world where the clones I love don't die)
Tup:FALLLLLS
Falls:*runs in with a knife in his hand*WHO IS DYING OR WHO DO I HAVE TO KILL
Echo:*on the back of a chair* your a medic
Falls: I have bad days! Anyways why is no one on the floor
Hardcase:*scrunched into a cabinet*there is a snake in the barracks
Falls:oh?
Kix:please please take it out literally everyone in Torret is terrified of snakes and Tup said you aren't *is hiding with Tup on top of one of the bunks*
Falls:*hiding a smirk* even captain
Rex:*is in the vents in the top of the roof* who do you think started the pattern! Cody pranked me as a cadet and now this is the one thing I hide from besides a pissed off Alpha now HELP
Falls:*picks the snake up* aww your a sweet little thing *takes a holo and walks out laughing*
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strawberrywinter4 · 1 month
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Fandom: Sherlock (TV)
Rated: Mature
Tags: BAMF John Watson, Protective John Watson, Doctor John Watson, John Watson Loves Sherlock Holmes, Sherlock Holmes Loves John Watson, Dark Themes, Case Fic, Sherlock Holmes Whump, Hurt Sherlock Holmes, Drugs, Drugging, John Watson to the Rescue, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, First Kiss, Kissing, Rough Kissing
Sherlock touches John’s arm briefly and John’s attention goes back to him instantly. His hand grips Sherlock’s form, bringing him impossibly closer. John presses their heads together, his voice coming to a whisper. “Everything will be okay, darling. I promise. Just hang in there for me. Stay awake.” Darling was on instinct. Really, it’s the only thing that grounds John. Sherlock’s anguished eyes meet John again, though it seems like he’s struggling to do just that.
Read here on ao3.
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Omg, I finally finished it! Thanks to all who encouraged me with BAMF John. It meant so much🥰
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great-pan-is-dead · 12 days
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sarascamander · 11 months
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I love John Cleaver as a character so much, but I will never forgive him for what he did to Brooke. She's my baby girl and deserves better 😭
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livviem-009 · 1 year
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More Domestic AU for me because main au is hard to write.
-In this AU, they met each other when they were younger.
-Like I said in my earlier posts, Liam meets Sherly while trying to get a job to take care of Louis.
-It was a meet cute: Sherly didn't want to go to the store with Mycroft so he wandered off.
-Mycroft was obviously stressed about finding his little brother so he spent all day looking for him.
-Little Sherly meets Little Liam while he was plotting on how to get a job.
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Sherlock: Hi Blondie! I never seen you before. What are you doing?
Liam: Getting a job.
Sherlock: Aren't you too young?
Liam: My little brother Louis needs help so I'm getting a job. Besides, I'm smart enough to handle myself.
Sherlock: I ran away from my big brother because he was boring... hey can I try something?
Liam, stops what he's doing: Okay?
Sherlock: I can deduct that you're not from around here.
Liam: Isn't that obvious?
Sherlock: Wait, I'm not done. You know the thing you're writing on the ground, those are Mycroft's level of maths.
Liam: Oh... I forgot that I was doing that.
Sherlock, catching on his lie: No you didn't. Let me continue, you're actually calculating the amount of money each job here has. But upon further inspection, you're total goal is equal to a visit to a heart doctor or heart sugery. I can say you really enjoys maths.
Liam: *surprised*
Sherlock: And with our town's orphanage announcing that there will be new arrivals. The full story is... You and your brother, Louis recently moved here. Louis has a heart problem and you as the older brother decided to take a job. But first you need to calculate the job's pay to effectively get enough money before your brother suffers any longer.
Liam: How do you know?
Sherlock: It's elementary, my dear.
Liam: Impressive, can I do the same for you?
Sherlock: Okay?
Liam: I do know for the fact that you play the violin, albeit not professionally. You're possibly receiving training to enhance your physical capabilities. And that stain on your shirt, baking soda so you probably have an interest in chemistry. And due to your cockney accent, I'd say you're from around here. Working class.
Sherlock: *about to interrupt him because he was shooketh*
Liam: You also seem to always wear it with pride. Possibly because of your mother's ancestry. Now, am I wrong or not.
Sherlock: That's amazing and I didn't even share that stuff about my mother. How do you know?
Liam being cute and smug: It's just like you said, it was elementary, my dear.
Sherlock, blushing and laughing: You really are an intruiging fellow! You need help with that? *pointing at the equation the ground* It's really impressive.
Liam: *blushing slightly* Thank you.
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-They go trying each and every job to accumulate the ammount of money needed and succeeded because they combine their smarts.
-They finished before dawn and both were tired.
-Liam thanks Sherly and was almost about to leave but Sherly forgot to introduce himself to the boy or asked him his name.
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Sherlock: Anyways, I never caught your name.
Liam: My name is [insert real name] but you can call me what you want.
Sherlock: Ok. Liam suits you better. My name is-
Mycroft: Sherlock Scott Holmes, you are in so much trouble.
Sherlock: That's my name, I gotta run.
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-Mycroft catches Sherly and gives him a full-blown lecture on how he's in trouble.
-Sherlock was about to wave Liam goodbye but the nun from the orphanage they are currently staying came running towards them.
-Louis is having anither attack and he may not make it this time.
-The Holmes brother and Liam arrived at the orphanage and got him to a hospital.
-When the bill came up, Sherliam proudly got the money they'ce earned and basically saved Louis' life.
-After that, Mycroft permits Sherly to visit Liam whenever he's not doing his studies.
-Liam at this age was plotting how he can change the world and die but Sherly's presscence gave him meaning again and basically saved him from the final problem.
-Then they go to different schools, long distance relationship before Liam moves in with Sherly and John (he can help pay the bills).
-Louis is thankful to be saved but he still dislikes Sherly getting close to Liam.
-They still get married, Mycroft made sure they were allowed. Happy ending.
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musingsofmyown · 2 years
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Imagine this:
There's a string of murders and Sherlock is called on all of them because of the bizarre nature of them. They travel up to (insert place that's north of London b/c I'm not gonna pretend to be an expert on the UK) and get connected hotel rooms.
As they get evidence, the adjoining room (kitchenette and mini lounge area) becomes a sort of hub of operations. Though one day, they decide to take a much needed break (this is over the course of two weeks) and they went their separate ways, John stuck with Sherlock obviously.
Lestrade comes back to the hotel room and Sherlock gets furious with him for what seems to be no reason whatsoever.
John tries to stop him but Sherlock literally pushes John out of the way (just enough to create space, not push to the floor, that would be cruel) while he still has Lestrade pinned to the wall.
"No, I am not moving until Greg provides a sufficient explanation,"The name is dripping from his lips like venom,"Spill or I'm not continuing the case and you can kiss your reputation goodbye."
He used Lestrade's actual name, so he was being dead serious.
(more under the cut!!!! I promise this gets good, it really shows the Greg/john friendship I adore)
((It's also super long- whooopsie daisy))
"Sherlock I have no clue what the hell you're on about!" Greg has his hands gripping the detective's wrists, just in case he decides to strangle him.
"You smell like him."
John pauses, takes a silent noseful of the air around them. He catches it; it's a dark, rich, smell. Something you couldn't just pick up at the store,"Hold on, I recognise that-"
"Okay!" He slumps, Sherlock letting go of his lapels and standing back,"Okay, I went out to see your brother-"
"And?"
"And we- uh,"A bright blush becomes very prominent on Greg's face.
"You're dating my brother! Greg Lestrade you disgust me!" Sherlock seems absolutely scandalised.
John looks at Lestrade, clearly offended,"And you never told me? I'm your mate, Greg! We meet up almost every week for drinks and you haven't mentioned it once-"
"I was afraid you'd tell him!"
"I would've made a bet with you to see how long it took him to figure it out-" John starts to chuckle while Sherlock is literally frozen,"You alright Sherlo-"
"You... I can see..." His eyes flicker all over Greg's body, then made a gagging sound,"Oh god you- you had sex with him, oh god I need a shower."
John and Greg watch the dumbfounded man walk into his room.
"So, how long-"
"Two years-"
"Really?!"
They burst out into laughter
yada yada they talk for a while about the Holmes boys and this and that. Then Sherlock comes back out, dressed in his pyjamas and asks John to leave the room. The doctor eventually does when Sherlock promises not to murder Greg.
"I... apologise for my actions earlier,"he adjusts in his seat, trying to find a comfortable position despite every nerve in his body being on fire.
"It's alright kid."
"I just want to... tell you something about Mycroft,"He puts on a small half-grin,"I love him so very much, Lestrade. He and I used to be the best of friends when we were younger. Even now we have our good times. I worry about him.
"You are, probably, well aware that we Holmeses do not take care of ourselves, and frankly, I must commend you on your effect on my brother. He's looked healthier. He's happy. I have no choice but to thank you for pulling him out of that pit I had been trying for years to save him from.
"But I also will warn you,"The room turns dark, his gaze sharpening, cutting into Greg's very soul,"If you even think about breaking my brother's heart, or hurting him in any way. Your body will not be found. You will cease to exist, and any trace of your very essence will be obliterated and expunged from every record that has ever seen your name. Am I clear?"
omg I love this hehehehe
If there's anything similar or like, just the protective Sherlock trope with mystrade, please please tag meeeeeeeeee
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Okay, but have you considered John instinctively pushing Sherlock behind him when surprised/threatened?
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