Of bomb scares and ice creams - Sapphy - Sherlock (TV), Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms. People are funny things, John Watson reflects, and nowhere is this more obvious than in the realm of sex. People’s kinks and fetishes are so revealing. Mycroft Holmes for example has a food fetish. John discovered this the first time they attempted to go on a proper date and he’d bought an ice cream from a little stand on the edge of Hyde park. He’d taken all of two licks before Mycroft had dragged him back to his omnipresent black sedan and done unspeakable things to him. It was from this educational experience that John had learnt about Mycroft’s obsessive dieting and his hatred of being out of control of his own body.
Mycroft also likes to have sex in places where there is just a chance that they’ll be seen. Sherlock on the other hand likes to watch. The other thing Sherlock loved, more, John thought, that anything else, including himself, was danger. Of course sometimes the things you learn from observing people’s fetishes are things you’d rather not know. “Not much of a looker.” Messages Unspoken - Kate_Lear - Sherlock (TV), Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms. Bird in an Aviary - misanthropyray - Sherlock (TV. You can't choose your family (but you can choose your friends) - coloredink - Sherlock (TV. The file is not worryingly thick, nor is it tiresomely slim. Mycroft flips through it almost leisurely: John Hamish Watson, age 37; very bright and an excellent student, judging from his examination results; one arrest for drink-driving in 1998; clean service record; ooh, nasty shot to the shoulder, there; diagnosed with PTSD, now undergoing therapy.
Mycroft reads the therapist's notes twice, then shuts the folder and slides it back across the desk towards his assistant. The entire process takes less than four minutes. "Notify me the moment he's alone," he says. "And send the car. " She tucks the file under her arm and nods. "I know. " John Watson turns up at his office the day after the incident with the cabbie. Watson leans forward, elbows on his knees, and looks very earnest. Mycroft raises his eyebrows. "You know about it. " There's always something. Watson scratches the back of his head. Mycroft inclines his head.
"You were right," says Watson. This is true. "Hello," says Watson. "Yes. " A Capital Mistake - Waldo - Sherlock (TV), Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms. John had closed his laptop and gone into the sitting room and flipped on the television. Sherlock was moving listlessly between his bedroom and the kitchen and the sitting room, supposedly working on some experiment that involved oil paint, human hair and what John suspected he’d recognize (if he chose to look closely enough, and he didn’t; sometimes willful ignorance was the best policy when it came to living with Sherlock Holmes) as marijuana. John didn’t ask, didn’t look too closely, certainly didn’t blog about it. He’d been trying to blog about how their last case had wrapped up, but he suspected, even as he drafted it in his word processor, that he’d never feel comfortable posting about Irene Adler and the cell phone full of photographs and least of all how it had so profoundly affected Sherlock Holmes.
Maybe in a few years, but certainly not now. Mycroft had taken to texting John a list of things Sherlock was likely to do when depressed. “What did you breathe?” “Just some fumes. The Usual Mistakes - Waldo - Sherlock (TV), Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms. A Great Mistake - Waldo - Sherlock (TV), Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms. Enlightening Mistakes - Waldo - Sherlock (TV), Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms.
A Serious Mistake - Waldo - Sherlock (TV), Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms. Mazarin221b: Procrastination, how I sing your praises. It usually results in porn, though, so. Title: Just a NumberRating: NC-17Pairing: John/SherlockWordcount: 1700Warnings: None Summary: “You want to what?” Sherlock says, wrinkling his nose in that way John usually finds incredibly annoying but in this particular instance seems rather cute, even if the indignant confusion Sherlock is currently displaying has John pink to the tips of his ears. “It’s just a number, Sherlock. “You want to what?” “It’s just a number, Sherlock. Sherlock raises his head from the crook of John’s arm, from where he was watching the gooseflesh rise on John’s skin under differing pressures and stimulus—namely, by tracing a fingernail up and down John’s sternum for the last ten minutes.
John’s almost as turned on by Sherlock’s mind as his body, but right now the body is calling, and if he lets him go down the path too far, he’ll lose him. “Sherlock,” he says, and grips Sherlock’s chin in his hand, forces him to look up. Labels - Pic_Akai - Sherlock (TV. Sherlock's been back for four days when his phone rings, John's name on the screen. They've had the uncomfortable, strange reunion, the epic fight, the day of silence, and they're just starting to get back to normal.
John has moved back to 221B and Sherlock is recreating his laboratory, piece by piece. He tries to be angry at Mrs Hudson for getting rid of it but he finds it difficult when she is so pleased to see him back, and she'd only slapped him twice. So, normal would be Sherlock ignoring the call in favour of the books he is currently cataloguing, but they're not there yet and the psychology book on trust and betrayal he read last month tells him that John will find even the smallest of reasons to be angry with him for a while yet, because they're added to that big reason, the one about faking his own death for almost a year.
Sherlock doesn't see why it should be cumulative, but apparently it is, so he answers the phone. "They haven't got any broccoli. " "Who haven't? " "The - Asda. Z_fic: Fic :: Sherlock :: The Reluctant Relationship (2/2) “Please don’t feel obliged to tell me that was remarkable or amazing. John’s expressed that thought in every possible variant available to the English language.”John looked up from the computer. Sherlock was stiff and Irene was, well, predatory. Her look was hot, charged, and then she spoke. “I would have you right here on this desk until you begged for mercy twice.”Well, there you go, John thought. John had never expressed it quite that way. John watched as Sherlock pretended to read a book. “Okay,” John said, finally. “It doesn’t change anything,” Sherlock said, fast, as he continued to turn the pages.
John laughed, set down his mug and leaned forward. Sherlock turned another page. “I know you‘re not reading that,” John said. Sherlock turned one more page, stared at it for a moment in defiance, then shut the novel and regarded John. John shook his head. Sherlock shrugged. “But if -” John stumbled. “Sex,” Sherlock guessed, his fingers tapping against the book. “What?” John was quiet. No. No, not hung. Not at all. Hanged, yes. - Fic: Claim of Darkness, Part 2. No, not hung. Not at all. Hanged, yes. - Fic: Claim of Darkness, Part 1. Combustion - dreamlittleyo - Sherlock (TV.