This is what really happened, guys.
Happy Valentine’s Day!
For merindab through the JLC Valentine’s Exchange - her prompt was “Captain John Watson taking control.”
[CLICK HERE FOR NSFW FULL IMAGE] - thar be peens, ye be warned.
2 - Kissing (naked)
Ficlet by Merindab under the cut:
- Click for NSFW -Anonymous asked caps-locked:Sherlock’s eyes widened as John finally came out of the bathroom. He was completely naked and halfhard, and smirked as he approached Sherlock, who was fully dressed and seated in his chair with a paper. Without any words, John settled on his lap and purred. “Merry Christmas, Sherlock. Time to open your present… Though I already did some opening for you.” Sherlock swallowed and then kissed him hungrily, his hands sliding down John’s back.
Happy Penis Friday everyone!!
Sherlock is famous for its fans, particularly those who root for romance between Holmes and Watson. Improbable, but not impossible. Hold onto your deerstalkers while we examine the evidence!
FanArt: Drowning Without You
Pairing: Johnlock <3
Artist: KrisKenshin aka. Me
I’m not the same since you left me…
I never really left you…
Now we’re both alone…
(It wasn’t depressing enough…so I wrote a thing…)
Three years after The Fall.
John whispers to the empty room “I’m not the same since you left me.”
The only thing for him now is the end. He lifts the gun in his steady left hand, pointing it toward his heart. Towards the hollow emptiness that can only be filled with a bullet and the only way to see his best friend again.
No point dragging it out, he has waited long enough.
The phone rings.
The clock glows.
That’s strange, Mycroft never calls this late. It disrupts his sleep patterns.
Something terrible has happened…
The last time…
He picks up the phone and Mycroft’s name blurs at the top.
His hand shakes…
forced to punch at the accept button a few times before it answers.
Phone to his ear…
words stick in his throat.
He already knows.
The silence feels like an eternity and then Mycroft clears his throat, it sounds so far away, “John…” the sentence cuts off and Mycroft takes a steadying breath, “Sherlock, the ambulance was too late…”
Suddenly the world tilts and spins, it’s too much, a loud clatter, phone on the floor, where is he going? He stumbles through the hall, up the stairs to the roof, cold, snow on his bare feet, dressing gown whipping in the winter storm, hair lashing at his face, tears freezing, biting at his skin. The words like a sob, whipped from his lips by the harsh wind “I never really left you.”
At the edge now…
He will jump this time, so the magic trick that John believed was not a lie.
Back inside, in the heat of the flat, Mycroft’s tiny voice mouses from the phone left on the floor as he shouts, too far for Sherlock to hear…
Too late for Sherlock…
"and now we’re both alone…"
See, this post isnt even funny. Its just a picture of one of the hemswhatever brothers smiling, and it has 19 notes. Because someone tumblr famous posted it. OMFG. Im tired of my quality shit not getting notes omfg. it needs to stahp ok. UGH. Then again, it could be an inside joke. BUT HOW DO 19 PEOPLE SHARE AN INSIDE JOKE THIS IS THE INTERNET.