#ch: sherlock holmes

[luminoustico]

oooh, sherlolly soulmates au?

On his return from Sherrinford, Sherlock discovers Molly's name is on his wrist, and it is infuriating.

"I don't want a soulmate," he snarls, because he's petulant.

"Good, because I don't want you," she says while pulling her sleeve over the place where his name is on her wrist, because this time, she means it.

Give me a pairing, an AU setting, and I’ll write you a three-sentence fic!

[lesbonoi]

four count em FOUR guys fall to their deaths in front of sherlock. two are suicides. the first three happen in ch one and then theres rochester at the end of the awakened. what does it all mean.

[knives-and-narcissi]

I am absolutely bursting at the seams to scream about Morimyu Op 3.

Wanna write a very structured, intelligent analysis post but I don’t even know where to begin. Just … all of it.

— incoherent rambling about Moriarty the Musical Op 3 in-coming so quick — scroll if you don’t wanna see!

The way William’s yearning is portrayed. And Sherlock’s frustration. All the little references to Sherlock being a puppet on William’s strings. The way William is so infuriating and yet heartbreaking in the same breath. I totally get what Shogo meant when he once said, ‘it would be nice if William could be honest.’

The songs.

Spinning Around the Rondo? That entire spectacle. The lyrics, but also the way William steers and manoeuvres Sherlock at his whim … and the fact that they’re dancing with one another. I just. The metaphors. It was everything I needed from them.

I also love how we see the theme of the scarlet thread connecting them — this idea that they’re both attached but William is the one literally ‘pulling the strings’ — again in the scene with the Jack the Ripper culprits murdered. William tugging on an invisible string as he leaves and Sherlock immediately turning up to investigate. Chills.

In This Lonely Room I think is my favourite song from all 5 Opuses. When I say my jaw hit the floor … the dialogue from Albert beforehand — “you seem quite taken with him” ????? Umm. Okay. So it’s not just us then 😂 WILLIAM. You have been perceived 👀

And Shogo’s perfect called-out expression. But the pain in his eyes like … he doesn’t want to be made to face reality. He was having fun with his own little delusions and fixation with Sherlock. He was living in happy denial. Why do you have to go and be all voice of reason and ruin it, Albert?? “It will only hurt you.” EXCUSE ME is this advice on dealing with an unhealthy crush from your older brother time? I DIED.

But anyway. The song. Oh god, the song. Shogo sang it so beautifully and emotionally it made my soul ache for William and he’s like … he’s got this little glimmer of hope in Sherlock and when he LIES ON THE SOFA and sings TO HIS HAND LIKE A LOVER and then CLUTCHES IT TO HIS HEART. I cannot. Breathe.

What were they thinking? HOW can anyone be normal about them after witnessing that?

All of the songs in the second half pretty much ended me, to be honest.

I’m not sure how many times two people need to sing about having each other in their hearts to get the message across. I heard it the first time. And the second. And the third. BOYS PLEASE I UNDERSTAND don’t make it hurt more.

And then … the Durham date? THE DURHAM DATE!?

Ryo’s acting here was so good. The range of emotions he goes through during his talks with William — from notice me senpai to omfg challenge accepted to oh god we just sang about changing the world together do we really have to return to the weighty matter of why I came here — the LOC — after that? To oh shit you really do want someone to stop you to actually the RELIEF because that means you are a good person underneath it all if it’s really you — and I hope it is because I want you to be as obsessed with me as I am with you.

WILLIAM’S SHERLOCK AFTER HE LEAVES? The way he smiles so full it’s visible even with the dimming lights.

And then the final song … the repetition and switching of ‘I hope’ and ‘I will.’

I now fully understand why Morimyu twitter cannot stop saying those phrases and I am fully with everyone because ever since watching Op 2 they have been echoing in my mind but NOW — now I feel them in my bones like a bloody mantra.

Yes, I am dramatic about this. What of it?

😂😭🥹🤦🏼‍♀️

(Not even gonna start on Op 4 because that also broke me in very specific ways but it still comes in hard second to Op 3 my love.)

[tiimecrash]

@edgedsword ( amelia holmes ) said "This isn't the first time I've gone without sleep." ||| i can't remember the meme this came from. lmao.

For everyone in London, they knew her as Professor Elizabeth Burke - historian and polymath. Not everyone was aware she didn't belong on earth, but she loved it so. She spent a lot of her time as a human that she grew fond of being one. Her alias she had whilst a human stuck with her, and just remained her. She hadn't a TARDIS anymore, that was broken and someplace else. Someone was taking care of it for her it seemed.

Right now, she was working at the museum and became acquainted with Sherlock Holmes' child, one Amelia Holmes. She may be a time lord but she didn't know everything. This wasn't the timeline she was too familiar with. She was an observer and tried to help here and there. The young woman's words made the Professor grin. "Sleep it for the weak." she joked with a laugh. She approached the young female with a bust of the roman emperor Claudius in her hands, "Do tell, what's got you so worked up you can't sleep?"

[in-every-generation]

Open Starter - Elizabeth Holmes || Open to all

“It makes sense, if you think about it. Most fairy tales have dark origins. Why should something like the tooth fairy be any different?”

[disciplinecottage]

Granada Holmes Granny Square Blanket

In 2020 my husband and I got really into the 1984 Sherlock Holmes with Jeremy Brett. In The Musgrage Ritual, the fourth episode of the second season, Holmes spends a lot of time swanning around being cranky wrapped in a crochet blanket. I had: lots of online classes and zoom calls, lots of pent up anxiety and energy, a wrist injury that flared up during any crafting except crochet, and a Holmes-loving husband who was just as obsessed with this iconic blanket as I was. So I made this!

If you'd like to make one too, read on. I wrote the pattern two different ways; both are under the cut. There's a quick and dirty version where I assume you know the basics of crochet and throw some details at you and it's pattern chaos. And it's followed by a nice, neat, detailed pattern with more specific instructions. Caveat for both: I'm a long-time "figure-it-outer" when it comes to fiber craft and I've made up tons of projects but I am new to writing a pattern for someone else to interpret. So good luck in there. And let me know if you have questions!

Both patterns under the cut.

Granada Holmes Granny Square Blanket, Chaos Pattern

Make a granny square with fingering weight yarn and a size D crochet hook (or whatever size you know you like to use for fingering weight). You need a dark grey, a light grey, a warm medium brown, and a beige. I used Knit Picks Palette in Marble Heather (7 balls), Silver (4 balls), Brindle Heather (3 balls), and Camel Heather (5 balls). Start with dark grey and just do a granny square, round and round forever and ever in the following stripe pattern for a total of 80 rounds. Try to keep your tension nice so it doesn't curl in on itself. I like this granny square tutorial from Purl Soho if you need more guidance. On the last round, skip the ch1 spaces between each set of 3 dcs and in the corners turn with ch1 instead of ch2. Blanket! Mine came to about 64" square.

Stripe Pattern:

Rounds 1 - 14: Dark Grey

15 - 16: Medium Brown

17 - 18: Dark Grey

19 - 21: Beige

22 - 24: Dark Grey

25: Light Grey

26 - 27: Medium Brown

28 - 31: Dark Grey

32 - 33: Light Grey

34 - 36: Medium Brown

37: Light Grey

38 - 44: Dark Grey

45 - 46: Light Grey

47 - 52: Medium Brown

53 - 59: Beige

60: Light Grey

61 - 62: Dark Grey

63 - 67: Beige

68 - 69: Dark Grey

70: Light Grey

71 - 71: Beige

73 - 76: Dark Grey

77 - 78: Light Grey

79: Dark Grey

80: Light Grey

Granada Holmes Granny Square Blanket, Detailed Pattern

Yarn: KnitPicks Palette in Marble Heather (7 balls), Silver (4 balls), Brindle Heather (3 balls), and Camel Heather (5 balls)

Or substitute with: Fingering Weight in Dark Grey (350g), Light Grey (200g) Medium Brown (150g), and Beige (250g).

Hook: Size D (or as needed to attain gauge)

Gauge & Dimensions: Not terribly important. A granny square of four rounds should measure about 3.25" to yield a blanket about 64" square.

Pattern:

If you need yet more detail, this granny square tutorial gets very specific! (Please note this pattern has not been tested, it's just a record of how I made it which is accurate to the best of my ability.)

Set up: With Dark Grey, ch 6, sl stitch into first st to join into a circle.

Rnd 1: Ch3, 2dc into the ring, ch2, 3dc into ring, ch2, 3dc into ring, ch2, 3dc into ring, ch2, sl st into top of ch3 to close the round.

Rnd 2: Ch3, 2dc into corner space, *ch1, 3dc in next corner space, ch2, 3dc into same corner space*, repeat * * 2 more times, ch1, 3dc into initial corner space, ch2, join to top of ch3 with sl st to close round.

Rnd 3: Ch3, 2dc into corner space, *ch1, 3dc in next ch1 space, ch1, 3dc, ch2, 3dc in next corner space*, repeat * * two more times, ch 1, 3dc in next ch1 space, ch1, 3dc in initial corner space, ch2, join to top of ch3 with sl st to close round.

Rnd 4: Ch 3, 2dc into corner space, *(ch1, 3dc in next ch1 space) twice, ch1, 3dc, ch2, 3dc in next corner space*, repeat * * two more times, (ch1, 3dc in next ch1 space) twice, ch1, 3dc in initial corner space, ch2, join to top of ch 3 with sl st to close round.

Rnd 5 and beyond: Maintain pattern of beginning with ch3, 2dc in corner space, *ch1, 3dc in ch1 space* across the side of the square, 3dc, ch2, 3dc in corner space, and finishing final side of the square with ch1, 3dc in initial corner space, sl st to join. See Rnd 80 (final row) below.

Follow stripe pattern above, cutting yarn from old color after sl st to end round and joining new color on the ch3 of a new round.

Rnd 80: Ch3, 2dc in corner space, *(3dc in next ch1 sp) across the side of the square until last ch1 sp, 3dc, ch1, 3dc in corner space*, repeat * * two more times, (3dc in next ch1 sp) across side of square until last ch1 sp, 3dc in initial corner space, ch1, join to top of ch3 with sl st to close round.

Weave in ends.

[inevitably-johnlocked]

I have recently discovered Raina_at on ao3 and I am adoring their fic! Any recs for authors creating similar work? Thanks for all the gorgeous list making and fic recs!

@raina-at on Tumblr

Raina_at on AO3

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Hey Nonny!

Oh gosh, LOL my first suggestion would be to read all of their fics!! That's the best way to get your fill!

Here are the fics I have bookmarked by them:

Spare Parts by Raina_at (E, 63,497 w., 10 Ch. || 24th Century / Futurism AU || Post TRF, Pre-TRF Relationship, Case Fic, Mutual Pining, Estrangement, Reconciliation, Science Fiction, Reunion, Nightmares, Angry John, Cybernetic John, Emotional Discussions / Heart to Heart, POV John, Scars, Past Drug Use, Forehead Touching, Emotional Lovemaking, Kissing, Apologies, Kidnapping, Rescue Mission, BAMF John, Bed Sharing, Top Sherlock) – Two years ago, Sherlock Holmes jumped off the roof of New London Hospital. Two months ago, he walked into John's clinic as if no time had passed at all. John hasn't seen him since. But then Sherlock knocks on John's door with a case he can't say no to, and while figuring out why the biggest manufacturer or synthetic limbs in the System is going after veterans, they also need to find out whether there's a way to fix what's broken between them. Part 1 of Realigning Gravity

Realigning Gravity Series by Raina_at (E, 69,159+ w. across 2 works || Series WiP || Sci-Fi / 24th Century Future AU || Post TRF, Cybernetic John, Estrangement, Reconciliation, Developing Relationship, Anniversary, Case Fic, Happy Endings, Doctor John) – Two years ago, Sherlock Holmes jumped off the roof of New London Hospital. Two months ago, he walked into John's clinic as if no time had passed at all. John hasn't seen him since. But then Sherlock knocks on John's door with a case he can't say no to, and while figuring out why the biggest manufacturer or synthetic limbs in the System is going after veterans, they also need to find out whether there's a way to fix what's broken between them.

Bakers with Benefits by Raina_at (E, 88,130 w., 14 Ch. || Great British Bake Off AU || Strangers to Lovers, Switchlock, Friends with Benefits, Mentions of Alcoholism / Past Drug Use, Banter, Flirting, Fluff, Light Angst, Semi-Public Sex, Past Sherlock/Victor, Mutual Pining, POV Sherlock, Obsessive Sherlock, John’s Bum) – Sherlock Holmes has a successful YouTube baking channel, but what he really wants is his own bakery. When an old friend sends him a call for the very first Great British Bake Off, he seizes the opportunity to finally win a sponsor for his bakery. Here's the plan: Win Bake Off, get the bakery, don't fall in love with the handsome Army doctor at the neighbouring station. Easy.

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It's hard to rec authors that are like other authors because I truly believe every author has their own unique style that have quirks and styles that I enjoy equally.

If you want similar-style stories that have the world building like Raina's, across various genres, my personal suggestions are:

J_Baillier

khorazir

SilentAuror

BeautifulFiction

patternofdefiance

Silvergirl

MojoFlower

azriona

SinceWhenDoYouCallMe_John

But that's just the ones that I saw on a quick scroll through PAGE ONE of like 200 of my bookmarks. AS I SAID, it's hard for me to compare, but those are good places to start. Each of them build their worlds drastically differently, but it feels natural all the same.

I legit just want to say though, check ALL of the authors' fics I rec, because they're all wonderful and unique!!! I wish I was better at suggesting more, but I'm terrible at these "authors like authors" lists.

Mainly I'm publishing this because I wanted @raina-at to know that they have a fan who took time out of their day to tell me how much they love your work, and Nonny, PLEASE go to their tumblr and let them know, AND comment on their fics!!!!! <3

[tiimecrash]

"I want nothing more that to find answers to my problems, To the problems of the past and even the future, Mycroft." Elizabeth began, there were some many questions she had put on her plate. The strange men in black following her, an ever presences of an old man in her mind, the grandfather clock beckoning her to Mycroft Holmes of all people in the world. Just just wanted answers was all. Her life depended on it now, as she personally felt like her privacy was being attacked by strange men following her and the oddness of a few things in the museum she worked being stolen. At first, they all seemed connected but lately she didn't think they were.

A heavy sigh escaped her lips, she didn't want John to pay for her business. Yes, it was the gentlemanly thing to do but Mycroft was helping her -- not John. She could care less what became of Sherlock Holmes on that front. Letting his brother decided what to do on it. The grandfather clock ticked a bit more now, as her confession of awkwardness by calling him an old war relic had came back to her. His comment about it struck her as odd. "Younger?" she questioned a bit confused, but shook her head. It just felt right. She dismissed the comment all together before returning her concern to both the ticking and the need for his protection and help. "Please help me, is all I ask. I want to know why these strange men wearing black suits are after me. I highly doubt it had to do with anything at the museum. They speak strangely as I've told you. I'm just a bit afraid is all."

She was afraid of what was going on. There was a calming emotion that came over her. Elizabeth had noticed the ticking had all but stopped as she instinctively stepped closer to Mycroft. Her eyes went to his feet before trailing to meet his gaze. She was about to say something but there was a loud bang followed by more loud banging and shouting in the distance. Angry shouting at that, which caused Elizabeth to grab at Mycroft's arm in fright. Yes, she was a capable woman of basic self defense but this was different. "Gunshots? Mycroft, I'm scared. What's going on?" she whispered to him, "The men in black?!" her look of worry and fright came over her, as the shouting and banging grew louder and closer.

Of course, it would made no sense. Of course, it would be probably delicate to mention it. He wasn't the one who was taking an sound carelessly. Whatever if it's was drums. Whatever if it's was an grandfather clock. Having an noise inside someone's head, oh, was something he preferred not to touch at the very least when he was involved … Hardly, he could say he heard one, though he sensed there were drums somewhere. Unexplicable drums around him. It always have been faint sensations, and regardless, as much he put great interest inside such observations, had no pleasure to be tourmented by such sound … as he was certain, another iteration of himself had mentally tortured and tourmented by such noise. What kind of reassurance he could bring her ? Tell her it shall pass ? Be certain it would go away ? At the moment he sensed her glance, oh, he understood probably something he shouldn't. Lot of things would make sense. An particular detail he was keeping somewhere would made sense. He didn't have the same path of any kind of Time Lord inside that universe --- regeneration never had been personally touched, Death never had been touched, and without knowing it, he wasn't weighted by the impression to be Death's champion anymore … It was gone. Forced responsabilites on a murder he didn't commit to a friend protecting his being at the Academy was gone … and he realizing a bit too late she was probably coming from here. From a time where there had been no devasting War destroying their entire universe. From a time where escaping that universe brought many consequences on it. From a time where his universe wasn't dying, and that he playing an game with an conflicting relationship with the Doctor. He simply didn't knew if she had existed inside his universe, if she had been here, if she survived. If another Time Lord was, remained at her side differently, she must had been --- nevertheless various universes meant various iterations of themselves. Did he was excited to met the Doctor once more ? Depending which one he was falling. Depending circumstances of such meeting. He wasn't on the way, it was good news, but he was problematic which was an issue.

Himself wasn't sure how much mockery he would put in his sentences for welcoming Sherlock. For once, it would be an interesting opportunity to perceiving how much he would react inside what could be expected of him ---- after all, someday, he would play games with a Lord of Crime, and he would expressing an particular interest on the main concerned … That move was already starting, nevertheless, England wasn't going to be threatened by the outside. It was going to be eaten by the inside. It was going to be taken over by an urban legend. As his current place, of course, perceiving couple of Men in Black inside their own country would have to be known. There was so many interesting files in middle of the gouvernements. However, he remained a Master appreciating to have control over circumstances. As he indirectly accepted to play with the players, became relative of main one, it was another manner to bring his strength against the Doctor. He knew such offer would receive an reply in consequence. ❝ I would, if my brother wasn't that much boring. I will send the bill to Sherlock Holmes as a result of not responding to your request. ❞ He commented in quiet voice, having no remorse. Watson would have some money to pay the bill, and would gadly complaining over his actions. It would be funy landscape. It would be a pressure point to Sherlock Holmes. This was nothing compared to what they were going to fight someday. This was nothing compared to Moriarty. That name, even expressed inside his thoughts, generating him an discrete pleasure on his mind. Gain support of an terrible shadowing king's supporter fullfilled of terror, for someone like him … ❝ I would make sure pay Sherlock Holmes of bewilderment. ❞ He assured gently, before correcting. "❝ I am doing a favor to you. You don't have to do a favor to me. I'm certain your little historian brain will be flattered to have exclusive information later. I could add another bill on Watson's face, if you are so much worried about having to pay personally something to me. ❞

She didn't know. It was a pretty clear answer. Ah. So far, he had been spared of such things, but considering normally, inside another timeline, Watson was the one involved, he would have to switch a little his way to proceed. It cannot be Moriarty. They cannot be put on blame. Neither the MIB … Oh. Regardless the universe, she would be connected to one shadowing man. Maybe … Maybe it was time for their meeting ? Maybe it was the moment for him to connecting directly with these guys ? Maybe it would be time to hide an particular secret ? ❝ Does their men … are all dressed in black, in abnormally old suits, with dark glasses where their faces are barely visible ? ❞ It was only explanation. Oh, he almost forget about that --- about how he would be so flattered with circumstances he would be a strange support. How he could showing his abilities to the Doctor otherwise. ❝ None of the things you've sensed or perceived made sense to you, right ? If I can reassure you, your brain aren't going mad. In some manner, circumstances seek to help you. ❞ He slowly exposed as he decided to move closer to her. ❝ That I'm the one present at your side for help you will be beneficial also for me. Poor Sherlock. He would regret so badly his decision. It would made my desire to spoke to him dramatically funny. ❞ After all, Elizabeth Burke, regardless the universe, was connected to Philip Butler … Regardless threat he was currently presenting to his entire being --- which was repeat of something who happened inside another manner, for his great exasperation --- it was an rare opportunity. He would became a true friend and recognized accomplice of something he wasn't supposed to have. It wasn't his fight anyway. Sherlock Holmes eventually will play with James Moriarty. He would interfere only if there was an urgent need. The actual gouvernement wasn't yet menaced, there will no threats directed at England as way of coup d'état. It was vicious. It was touching noblesse sphere. It was touching spheres that should awaken familiarity of Sherlock. Poor, poor John Watson, he can't helped to thoughtfully mocked. At the name, regardless how he hardly managed to empathizing with it, there was a slight contented smile. He understood. She understood. It was all that mattered at the moment. ❝ I look pretty young for my age. ❞ He commented pridefully, as he could insisting over his charming face for once. He never had been embraced by the hands of an regeneration --- compared to another iteration of himself. ❝ I can. We can find it together. Be our own special case. Besides, soon, you might have also ally. Eventually the ally I am think of might say hi for convenance to the doctor Watson. It seems you had a date with fate and that I'm the guest. ❞

[interact-if]

For the attraction choice mattering ask:

The one that immediately pops to my head is The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes: An Affair of the Heart by Doriana Grey.

Here's the forum:

https://forum.choiceofgames.com/t/the-adventures-of-sherlock-holmes-an-affair-of-the-heart-wip-ch-6-1-31-jan-2025/103798

This would make sense!

[cer-rata]

Art by @pechaghtlecha

CH. 4: "Conrad Bishop’s Day Off" (pt. 1)

“As I understand it, to use a lantern ring you have to be able to either feel or cause the emotion it represents at a notable level. So if you settle your feelings and can’t maintain that level of intensity anymore…” Oh. Oh. “So you’re saying it’s making me worse?” “I’m saying it has a vested interest in making you more extreme.”  I sit with that for a moment. “I need to give it up then, huh.” “That’s what my father intends to tell you.”  I raise an eyebrow. “You don’t agree?” He rocks back and forth a bit. “I think…I think both of you fear the worst case scenario more than I do.” He says simply. “And I think assuming you can’t rise to the occasion is a bad interpretation of the evidence.” It kinda seems like a compliment. “You sound like Sherlock Holmes.” “You have the potential to be Watson, I think.” My whole face and chest warms at that. I’ve read too much terrible Johnlock fic for that to not rattle me a little bit. “I…so you think I can actually use the ring without being dangerous?” “I do. It just needs to come from the right place. You just need to reach out to the positive side of love again. The side that makes you feel…warm or happy or whatever. Full disclosure, this is not my expertise.” I chuckle. “I can tell.” Damian’s silent for a moment, clearly thinking something through. “...I’d like to try a different interrogation technique.”

[helloliriels]

The Many Adventures of Sherlock Holmes

13TH ANNIVERSARY EDITION BY HELLOLIRIELS. Including all of your childhood favorites:

Ch. 1 - Sherlock Holmes and the New Friend.

Ch. 2 - Sherlock Holmes and John Watson too.

Ch. 3 - Sherlock Holmes and the Very Great Game.

Ch. 4 - The Flat at 221 Bee, and A Hero Party.

'We'll be friends forever, won't we, Sherlock?"

"Even longer than that ... silly ol' John." 🎈

(What? ... isn't that how the story went?) (Im pretty sure that's how it went). 🍾 13 Years of Johnlock - A Study in Pink, BBC Sherlock 2010.

@johnlocky @fluffbyday-smutbynight @whatnext2020 @chinike @topsyturvy-turtely @safedistancefrombeingsmart @sarahthecoat @totallysilvergirl @chriscalledmesweetie @john-smiths-jawline @gaylilsherlock @gregorovitchworld @a-victorian-girl @peanitbear @missdeliadili @amyreadsandstresses @mutedsilence @catlock-holmes @loki-lock @sabrinash221b @anyway-kindness @peageetibbs @sgam76 @kettykika78 @meetinginsamarra @belles-magnetic-violin @aquilea-of-the-lonely-mountain @inevitably-johnlocked @keirgreeneyes @discordantwords @the-reading-lemon @colourfulwatson @thegirlfromthesouth @holmesianlove @ninasnakie @arwamachine @7-percent @wizama @blogstandbygo @bertytravelsfar @tiverrr @kabubsmagga @lisbeth-kk @mrb488 @scrub456 @iamjustreading @calaisreno @raina-at @kittenmadnessandtea @inatshej

[crazycurly-77]

Who's Dracula? - Ch 1

Halloween 3-parter 🧛🦹👻

It was that time again...it was the time of year when everyone dressed up and had parties. In short: it was Halloween.

Costumes were searched for and tried on, pumpkins were carved and parties were organized...including at NCIS, of course.

While Abby and Tony were already completely beside themselves with excitement, you and Tim watched the whole thing with interest, but with moderation.

You shouldn't mention it to your team leader, though, because then his mood would suddenly get even worse than usual.

For this reason, it was also clear that he wouldn't be coming to the party, like every year.

But you didn't let it spoil your mood and met in Abby's lab to go there together.

While you girls were getting ready, Tim and Tony slowly trickled in. They talked and wondered what costumes you both were wearing, but as soon as they saw you, they stopped abruptly and their eyes widened.

Abby was dressed as Marilyn Monroe and wore a sexy white dress, high heels and a blonde wig. She looked simply stunning.

You, on the other hand, simply wore black, shiny and skin-tight leather pants with a matching corset, which showed off your hourglass figure perfectly. You left your long, curly brown hair loose so that it fell gently down your back.

But the boys were not the only ones who were amazed, because although they didn't look sexy in their costumes, they still looked really good.

Tim was so well dressed as Sherlock Holmes that you thought he had just jumped out of a novel and Tony as Don Corleone... would certainly make one or two offers at this party that his counterpart couldn't refuse.

Then you all made your way to the party. The room was really well decorated with everything that goes with it. With pumpkins, blood, skeletons, witches, spiders and much more. The drinks and food were also fitting! The organizers had really outdone themselves and Abby in particular was very enthusiastic and immediately immersed herself in the spooky, scary atmosphere.

Party animal Tony also mingled with the party crowd, while you and Tim needed a while to feel comfortable, but then you too could not be held back.

Then something strange happened.

When the party was in full swing, someone suddenly stood behind you.

You didn't even notice that someone was standing there, so you jumped in shock when he put his hand on your shoulder.

After you turned around, you took a look at the person opposite you. He was tall, muscular, had brown eyes and shoulder-length brown hair.

This colleague must have been new because you had never seen him before. But the way he moved and his smile...it seemed so familiar to you, as if you had known each other for a while and were something like confidants.

But who was that?

Dracula with a half mask, so far, so clear. He asked you to dance with a smile. He didn't say a word, just raised his hand invitingly.

You danced several dances together in silence. Dancing wasn't your favorite thing, but it was wonderful with him. If only you could figure out where you knew him from...but maybe you just knew someone who was similar to him.

After the third dance, you finally broke the silence and asked him:

"Who are you? How can I find you? I would like to see you again and get to know you."

He didn't say anything, just leaned forward and kissed you. Slowly and tenderly and it tasted like so much more.

It was a kiss full of promises. Then he smiled one last time, stroked your cheek and left.

You stood there perplexed and watched him go, even though he had long since left.

Then someone suddenly spoke to you: "Are you looking for someone?"

It was Gibbs and he wasn't even in disguise.

"Wow, do you have to sneak up on me like that? I almost had a heart attack," you greeted him.

He laughed and asked you: "Since I have to be here, let's dance."

You looked at him with wide eyes: "Who can force you to be here?"

He rolled his eyes: "Our new director."

The two of you danced and had a very pleasant conversation the whole time. You even told him about the apparently new colleague and asked him if he knew him.

To your disappointment, he shook his head. That significantly reduced your chances of seeing him again. Gibbs knew everyone, but unfortunately not him. Dracula must have been very new.

Sadly, you danced in your boss's arms for a long time, wondering if you would ever see Dracula again.

(To be continued...in Chapter 2.)

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[thegrinningghost]

LOTFTOBER, DAY 6 : Childhood

Here, take some headcanons!

RALPH

Ralph has severe ADHD and, therefore, was never a prefect at his school

He also has Dyslexia (halfbloooddd /jk)

Ralph’s an only child, and doesn’t really ‘get’ sibling bonds

Absolute math nerd; he’s never gotten an C or lower

When he was younger, he begged his dad to read him stories, and would constantly ask ‘what word is that’ and ‘how do you say that’ in the middle of the story

His dad would sometimes sing him songs before he went to bed

Whenever he had a nightmare, he’d go wake up his parents and they’d read him more books while he played with his dog (golden retriever named Juno)

Definitely lived in the country and DEFINITELY a horse boy

Collected miniature glass horse statues, and he keeps them all on a shelf

• He used to runaway and sit in nature whenever he couldn’t handle all of the pressure he felt from teachers nagging about his Dyslexia

JACK

Jack has SEBD and a little Autism

He’s also allergic to cats, which is troublesome, because Simon loves to pet the neighborhood strays

Maurice + Jack are troublemakers

He stole things that he found cool when he was little

He figured out he was Trans when he was around 10-11, so it wasn’t too much of a shock for friends

His family constantly struggled though, and always used “she/her” pronouns (on accident or on purpose) at family dinners

Which confused his cousins, Sam’nEric (not my original headcanon)

ROGER

Roger’s dad is a Detective; his mom died in childbirth

He grew up on his grandparents Bee Farm

Roger always hung out with the Bees, and afterwards he always smelled like Lavender

“Roger.”

“Yes Merridew.”

“Do you use perfume?”

“ .  .  . “

“ .  .  . No?”

He always had his nose stuck in mystery/suspense books

Of the many upon his shelves, Sherlock Holmes and The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde are his favorites

Roger has ASPD, and Simon was like a life vest for him

SIMON

Simon’s Autistic

He loves Dinosaurs, Space, and Animals; he will yap about all of them

He would trade any new Dinosaur facts he learned for his grandmother’s bird facts

Simon’s also Dysgraphic

He loves doing crafts; most definitely made friendship bracelets for the Choir

He was recommended by his school for the Church Choir, that’s how he met Jack and all them

He practically lives in his head

That’s one thing Roger [liked] thought was interesting about him

MAURICE

Maurice was a problem child

In so many ways

Being part of a huge family, his parents were always working

They spent time with all his older siblings until there was a new baby on the way, then they were all forgotten

Once you were born you were always sent to the neighbors next door, or, if you’re lucky, your grandparents

That’s how Maurice was raised, and despite everything, he loved it

He grew up with his grandparents and Bill’s parents, both who urged his teetering between genders

He even dyes his hair! First ginger-ish, then ombré blonde (he has black hair)

They also quickly found out that Maurice isn’t like his siblings

He has Selective Mutism + ADHD—and an extra thumb—as well as a keen mind that he sets on getting attention from his parents

Whether that be getting “stuck” in a closet, using the helium of a balloon to raise his voice, or getting in one too many fights, he’s tried everything

Did it ever work? Yes. Did he get the response he wanted? No.

Maurice had a wild home life, and all those problems followed him throughout his life

Thus dubbed, a problem child

BILL

Bill’s parents used that cheese trick on him when he was young

The one where you throw a piece of cheese on your kid’s head when they’re crying, and they magically stop

It was a little after he was born; his mom was resting up and his dad was taking care of him

He was crying so much that his dad took a piece of cheese off his mom’s food tray and put it on his head

They shared this information with Maurice’s parents, too, and now it’s a joke between the two boys

Bill’s colorblind, so if you look at any of his childhood drawings, you may be a little confused

He’s embarrassed by them, and vowed never to draw again 

.     .     .

He actually still does, he just never colors it in

Bill grew up loving trains and planes

He heard stories of the Night Witches, and heard about America and their Steam Trains

He just loved that kind of thing

P.S. his favorite book is the Runaway Bunny

SAM’NERIC

Sam’nEric could communicate as babies when they were apart

I mean that in one room, Sam would go “AH!!” and Eric would reply from another room going “EHHH!!”

They have that twin telepathy dynamic where some people actually believe it

In reality, they just know each other really well

Eric: “*staring at Sam*”

Sam: “No we can’t go to the fair!”

Eric loves the fair, it’s one of his favorite childhood memories

The twins are kind of polar opposites: Sam loves the country, Eric loves the city; Sam loves legends, and Eric would rather have all the facts

Sam used to tell scary stories to the Choir when they were all really young, but he was quickly banned from doing so because Eric would always rush in the middle of the nightly service crying and screaming about whatever creepy thing Sam made up that night

The twins loved doing community service; it’s a big thing for them as their mom basically raised them around the idea

PIGGY

Piggy constantly helped out in his Auntie’s Candy Shop

Aside from eating them, I mean

He would help sell them and pitch ideas for new flavors, shapes, and themes!

He’d also help decorate during the holidays

Decorating is how Piggy calms down, and even since he started doing it when he was young, it became a tradition

His dad was murdered and when his mom couldn’t handle him and her grief, she handed him off

He always tries to follow rules, scared that whoever came after his dad will come after him next

Piggy had a blue teddy bear that he used to carry around all the time

He still has it, it just stays on his bed all day

He also used to have a dog!

His name was Brutus

[twelvevi]

spoilers ch 168

I might be dumb but I don't think AA wants to write this series anymore.

If it's true then this actually is peak situational comedy (not with respects to the plot of the manga, but in terms of here in the real world, AA making this decision and the readers having to accept it). I don't know of another Sherlock Holmes-inspired story writer (except for the original) that got so sick of writing the damn stories that they actually went through with trying to kill the main characters so they wouldn't have to write them anymore.

(For the uninitiated, that is exactly what happened with ACD and Reichenbach Falls. He was actually trying to end the Sherlock Holmes stories right there because he was sick of writing them. He was forced to go back on this and write a way that SH survived the situation due to aggressive public outcry - Absolutely do not take this detail as me suggesting that we harass AA about the way this story is written. If AA wants to go crazy with the plot that is their business and I think we should leave them to it, no matter how much we hate what we end up reading.)

Okay. Back from that tangent. My point is, if this is what AA is doing it's actually funny as hell that they're going nuclear with it. AA wont just kill Ron and/or Toto (history shows that this would ultimately fail to end the series and they'd be forced to start writing it again), AA's killing everyone - every single plot relevant individual - in one go. There will be no one left for us to force them to write stories about.

Of course I could be reading this situation entirely wrong. Perhaps AA has intentions to keep writing the series. Perhaps AA thinks they're really cooking with the current arc. I would be a little disappointed if that were the case at this point.

We've been reading a plot far outside the realm of anything that's remotely made sense for the last 15 Ch. And now we are expecting every single one of our main characters to die by some kind of asteroid or missile..... I'm sorry but they aren't making it out of this one in any way that makes sense.

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Do you have fics where John is questioning his sexuality? I have recently realized it's just about my favorite Sherlock specific trope.

Hi Lovely!

I do!! Sorry for the delay on this list, I was collecting all the fics in my bookmarks that I know of into one post. I didn't get a chance to go through my MFL list before I ran out of time to make lists, so I am sorry that I don't have more for you, but I would love if people added some more of their own fics or recs!!

I hope these please you!! Enjoy!!

JOHN’S SEXUALITY

See also:

John Has a Beard

John’s Friends Find Out About Sherlock

John’s Friends Find Out Pt. 2

John’s Internalized Homophobia

Internalized Homophobia Pt 2

Slutty John

Gay John (Updated June 2024)

A Better Fate Than Wisdom by flawedamythyst (G, 1,339 w., 1 Ch. || First Kiss, John’s Sexuality Crisis, Pining Sherlock, Happy Ending, Fluff) – Nearly four hours pass between their first kiss and their second.

The Skin Over My Heart by standbygo (E, 8,849 w., 1 Ch. || Post-Hiatus, Fake Relationship, Case Fic, Dog Tags, Military, Homophobia, Gay Bashing, POV First Person Sherlock, Friends to Lovers, First Kiss / Time, Declarations of Love, Undercover, Haircuts, Flashbacks, Touching, Pining Sherlock, Hospitalization, Metaphors, Introspection, Hand Jobs, On the Couch, John’s Past, Angst with Happy Ending) – Sherlock and John are still trying to adjust to Sherlock's return from his hiatus when John's friend Bill Murray brings them a case. Someone is targeting the LGBTQA+ members of Bill's unit. John and Sherlock go undercover at the unit, but when they end up having to flirt to flush out the suspect, Sherlock realizes he's in over his head.

On The Fence by BeautifulFiction (T, 13,770 w., 1 Ch. || Fencing, Case Fic, First Kiss, Insecure John, Pining John, Hug, Greg Finds Out) – The murder of the King's College fencing champion leads to revelations about Sherlock's past. Will it be the point that tips them from friends to lovers, or will they remain on the fence?

The Invocation of Saint Margaret by Ewebie (E, 15,831 w., 1 Ch. || POV John,  Crossing Timelines, Light Angst, Fluff, Series 3 John / Series 1 Sherlock, The Matchbox, Mushy Romance, First Time, Bisexual John, Pining John, Bottomlock, Love Confessions, Sensuality, Emotional Love Making, Snippets of Time) – When Sherlock Holmes opens the matchbox from The Sign of Three and John finds himself years in the past, back to that first dinner at Angelo's with a much younger Sherlock Holmes. Is he dreaming?

A Gossamer Dream by CarmillaCarmine (E, 15,985 w., 4 Ch. || Writer/Teacher AU || First Meetings, Friends to Lovers, Writer John / Teacher Sherlock, Fluff, London, Holding Hands, Online Friendship / Romance, Phone Sex, Anal Sex, Happy Ending, Alternating POV, Scottish John, Online Relationship, Internalized Homophobia, Hand Holding, Forehead Touching, First Kiss/Time, Texting/Sexting, Rimming, Toplock, Sherlock Speaks French) – Sherlock had never realised one could care so much about someone they'd never met in person. Now he is about to meet the friend with whom he's been chatting online for months and his anticipation is reaching a crescendo. 

Permanent Fixture by vitruvianwatson (E, 18,836 w., 9 Ch || Post-S4, Parentlock, Slow Build, Friends to Lovers, They’re Good Parents, Blushing Sherlock, First Kiss/Time, Explicit Consent, Sexual Content, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Mutual Pining, Big Feelings, Crying, First Kiss, Fluff, Anxious Sherlock, Inexperienced Sherlock, Emotional Communication, Love Confessions) – Now, as Rosie sat curled up against Sherlock’s side, John watched and wondered exactly how he had ended up here. Domesticity had never suited him before, not at any point in his life. His disastrous marriage had been proof of that. But somehow, here in the warmth and safety of 221B Baker Street, here with Sherlock Holmes reading medical jargon to his daughter, Sherlock’s bony feet nudging against his leg, John couldn’t imagine anyplace that would make him happier. 

Division by MrsNoggin (E, 19,542 w., 11 Ch. || Coffee Shop AU || First Kiss/Time, Fluff, Barista Sherlock, Clingy Sherlock, POV John, John’s Limp, Bed Sharing, Fluff, Sleepy Cuddles, Sensuality, Touching, Virgin Sherlock, Insecure John) – John likes mysteries. And every morning he dips into the local independent coffee bar with his newspaper and ponders another... one Sherlock Holmes.

Rupert Street by WritingOutLoud (M, 27,262 w., 9 Ch. || Alternate First Meeting || Case Fic, Sexuality, Demisexual Sherlock, Drugging, Smart John, Sherlock Has Internalized Biphobia, Fluff, Angst with Happy Ending, Gay Bar, Flirting, John Manipulates Sherlock to Eat, John Deduces, Arguments, Kidnapping/Torture, Hospitalization, John Whump) – Discharged from the war with nothing but the clothes on his back and a realisation of his bisexuality, John Watson has to learn who he’s become. He can’t afford London on an army pension, but the city is the only friend he has. In an effort to understand his newfound queer identity, he heads to a bar one night, where he stumbles across a mysterious stranger who turns his life upside down. ‘I dug around inside myself, and I'm not quite sure what I found, but it was beautiful and terrifying all at the same time.’

Lucifer's Gardens by ampersand_ch (E, 32,679 w., 12 Ch. || GERMAN VERSION|| Romance, Friendship, Friends to Lovers, Murder, Poison / Drugging, Mystery, John Undercover, Academic Club, Therapy, Rituals, Jungian Archetypes, Doctors & Physicians, Grief/Mourning, Esotericism, Hospitals, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Love Confessions, John Falls In Love With Another Man, Jealous Sherlock, Crying, Doctor John, Hand Holding, First Kiss/Time, Mysticism, Hugging, Touching) – John goes undercover for an investigation as a favour to Lestrade in a village in Suffolk. The events surrounding the case awaken deep-seated fears in Sherlock. While John begins to come to a realisation of what he needs in Lucifer's Gardens, Sherlock tries to find a way to reach John – in more ways than one.

Impossible to Feign by achray (M, 49,204 w., 12 Ch. || TRF Rewrite / Reverse Reichenbach, Suicidal Ideations / Discussions, Drug Use/Abuse, Mutual Pining, Friends With Benefits, John Accepts his Sexuality, Anxious Sherlock, Meddling Mycroft, Depression, Hallucinations, Secret Agent John, BAMF John, Reunion, Make-Up Sex, Ambiguous Ending) – Sherlock leant forward, his long fingers curving round to grip John’s.“I won’t let him win,” he said, eyes hard. “I will do whatever it takes to get you out.”

The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse by SilentAuror (E, 50,635 w., 1 Ch. || Post-S4/S4 Divergence, Case Fic, For a Case / Reverse Fake-Relationship, Conferences, Marriage Equality, Travelling / New York, Pride, Homophobia, Bottomlock, Marriage Proposal, John POV, Sexuality, Love Confessions, Emotional Love Making, Public Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, Passionate Kissing, Needy/Clingy Sherlock, Virgin Sherlock, Touching / Hand Holding, Bed Sharing, Little Spoon Sherlock, Intense Orgasms) – John and Sherlock go to New York to attend a conference run by the National Defence of Traditional Marriage Coalition in order to investigate the potential bombing of the annual Manhattan Pride parade. As the conference unfolds, John finds himself repulsed by the toxic ideology being presented, which becomes relevent to his own unacknowledged issues and his friendship with Sherlock...

A Goose Quill Dipped in Venom by Polyphony (M, 52,748 w., 16 Ch. || Celebrity John AU || Alternate First Meeting, TV Host John, Supermodel Mary, Character Death, Mystery, Romance, Case Fic, First Kiss/Time, Meddling Mycroft, Drug Abuse, Doctor John, PDA, Deductions, POV Sherlock, Toplock, Sexual Tension, Angry/Rough Sex, Hopeful Ending, Asperger’s Sherlock) – Sherlock Holmes, consulting detective, is called in to a very ordinary although brutal murder. Something is badly out of tune with the whole scenario and Sherlock finds himself becoming more and more obsessed with the crime - and also with the victim.

Points by lifeonmars (E, 53,791 w., 42 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || HLV Rewrite / Canon Divergence, Married Life, Pregnancy / Baby Watson, Drinking to Cope, Boxing / Fisticuffs, Clueless John, Angst, Minor Medical Drama, Tattoos, Christmas, First Kiss/Time, Eventual Happy Ending, Love Confessions, Doctor John, Sexuality Crisis, Slow Burn, Case Fic, Drugging, Blow/Hand Job, Emotional Love Making, Parenthood, Passage of Time) – What if His Last Vow never happened? This fic picks up a few months after John and Mary's wedding, in an alternate universe where Magnussen doesn't exist, but Mary is still pregnant. Life continues -- just in a different direction. And slowly, Sherlock and John find their way to each other.

Lunar Landscapes by J_Baillier (M, 57,046 w., 21 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || S3/TAB Fix-It, Slow Burn Angst, Drama, Hurt/Comfort, Confessions, Drugs, Pain, Medical, Injury, Sherlock Whump, Mental Health Issues, Panic Attacks, Romance, Secrets, Tragedy, Trauma, BAMF John, Doctor!John, Drug Addict Sherlock, Injured Sherlock, Grieving John, Idiots In Love, Protective John, POV John Watson, PTSD Sherlock, Sherlock is a Mess, Medical Realism) – An accident forces John to face the fact that Sherlock's downward spiral had started long before his flight to exile even left the tarmac.

White Knight by DiscordantWords (M, 69,840 w., 13 Ch. || S4 Compliant/Post S4, Marriage For a Case, Jealous John, Pining John, Janine / Sherlock Fake Relationship, Serial Killers, Case Fic, Undercover as a Couple, Weddings, John is a Mess, Misunderstandings, Wedding Planning, Jealousy, Drunkenness, Love Confessions, Angst with Happy Ending) – Green. The word green was used to convey a great many things. Illness. Envy. Inexperience. Standing there amidst Janine's chattering bridesmaids, watching Sherlock furrow his brow and study fabric swatches, watching him smile and simper and flirt, John thought it a remarkably apt colour choice. Because he felt quite sick to his stomach, he feared the source of said sickness might very well be jealousy, and he had absolutely no idea at all what to do about it. Or: Sherlock needs to fake a relationship for a case. He doesn't ask John.

Thermocline by J_Baillier (M, 83,557 w., 14 Ch. || Scuba Diving AU || Adventure, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Marine Archaeology, Asexual Sherlock, Horny John, Relationship Drama, Technical/Scuba/Wreck Diving, Slow Burn, Underwater /  Medical Peril, Doctor John, Hurt Sherlock, Anxious Sherlock, John POV, Protective John, Body Appreciation) – John "Five Oceans" Watson — technical dive instructor, dive accident analyst and weapon of mass seduction — meets recluse professor of maritime archaeology Holmes. As they head out to a remote archipelago off the coast of Guatemala to study and film its shipwrecks for a documentary, will sparks fly or fizzle out?

Swallow the Night by ArwaMachine (E, 87,873 w., 15 Ch. || TSo3/Stag Night Fix It, TAB/S4 Divergence, Toplock, Mutual Pining, PWP, Drunk / Public Sex, Anal Fingering/Sex, Alcohol-Induced Amnesia, Everyone Knows Except Them, Emotional Love Confession, Demisexual Sherlock, Internalized Homophobia [John], Parentlock with Rosie, First Kiss, Drug Relapse, Infidelity, Texting, Masturbation, Oblivious John, Emotional Love Making, Angst with Happy Ending, Dreams and Nightmares) – “Do you know how long,” John panted, his cheek scraping against the wall, looking back at Sherlock through half-closed eyes, “I’ve wanted this?” Sherlock pressed himself against John’s back, biting at John’s ear. “Not nearly as long as I have,” he whispered.

Bakers with Benefits by Raina_at (E, 88,130 w., 14 Ch. || Great British Bake Off AU || Strangers to Lovers, Switchlock, Friends with Benefits, Mentions of Alcoholism / Past Drug Use, Banter, Flirting, Fluff, Light Angst, Semi-Public Sex, Past Sherlock/Victor, Mutual Pining, POV Sherlock, Obsessive Sherlock, John’s Bum) – Sherlock Holmes has a successful YouTube baking channel, but what he really wants is his own bakery. When an old friend sends him a call for the very first Great British Bake Off, he seizes the opportunity to finally win a sponsor for his bakery. Here's the plan: Win Bake Off, get the bakery, don't fall in love with the handsome Army doctor at the neighbouring station. Easy.

Kintsukuroi by sussexbound (E, 91,823 w., 20 Ch. || S4 Compliant / Post-TLD, Grief / Mourning, PTSD, Internalized Homophobia, Therapy, Past Abuse, Alcohol Abuse, Nightmares, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Depression, Anxiety, Bed Sharing, Love Confessions, Cuddling, Suicidal Ideation, Masturbation, Minor Character Death, Sexting, Frottage, Inexperienced Sherlock, Rimming / Anal / BJ’s, Emotional Turmoil, Finding Each Other) – “I love you.” Sherlock sees the words hit John with almost physical force. He reels back a little, jaw twitching and eyes filling. “I love you,” he repeats, a little softer, a little more gentle, as earnest as he possibly can. Because they’ve been teetering on the brink of this thing for years, and it had become painfully obvious over the last few months that they were at a tipping point. This had to happen. Now it has. Now they can see where they end up. The tears in John’s eyes spill over, and he wipes at them angrily. “Do you even know what that means?”  

The Bang and the Clatter by earlgreytea68 (M, 137,049 w. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Baseball AU || Slow Burn / Dev. Rel., Possessive/Obsessive Sherlock, Jealous Sherlock, Mutual Pining, Body Appreciation, Depression, Closeted Sexuality, Family, Sherlock’s Mind Palace, Ogling Each Other, Anxious Sherlock, Panic Attack, Drunkenness, Talk of Forever, Big Feelings™) – Sherlock Holmes is a pitcher and John Watson is a catcher. No, no, no, it's a baseball AU. Part 1 of Baseball

[tiimecrash]

Elizabeth was shocked none-the-less at this Philip Butler's appearance. It startled her greatly. She had found herself gripping Mycroft's arm in fright. Not too many things scared her but for some reason these men in black did and she didn't know why. She just felt that Mycroft was the only person who could help her with them. He had to be able to help her. He knew all about them, did he not? She was at a loss of words over it really, and that tick tock grew a bit fainter all of a sudden. "You know this man, Mycroft?" she questioned.

Something about Butler sent a wave of deja vu. His face seemed so familiar to her, something like a friend but she never met him before. This was all so very strange to her. Atop of everything, she keep seeing that old man and feeling the need to associate him with Mycroft. Her brows narrowed in confusion as Butler proclaimed he had been watching her. "Why is that? I have nothing important for anyone to be watching me. Mycroft, did you know this?" he turned to question the man whom she went for help. Now she was regretting asking for his help. Did he send this Butler to stalk her? Why would he do that? Was it because of her connection to John?

Turning to Butler, she grew wary but interested in what he was saying. "Do you know Doctor Watson?" she questioned him. Maybe he knew John and that's why he was here. She hadn't the slightest clue really. Turning back to Mycroft, she failed to realized her hand was gripping his tightly and it felt familiar. The old man. Her war relic in her dreams. The man she kept seeing. Along with one other man, a blonde. So very strange. That's when she uttered "The vineyard." Why was she telling Mycroft about her dreams. She dreamt about one, and for some reason felt the need to express it to him. Feeling like Mycroft presences was there with her.

Truthfully, he wasn't even sure would find that desird reassurance inside that kind of quest. Answers, she was saying. Answers, as everything about past and future wasn't that easy … There was some welcomed refinement inside their current timeline --- couple of events, no matter how impressive they could be, cannot be changed … who was part of an particular story that could be told in various manners … who was part of another layout of an timeline. Oh, celebrations could be exposed in front of such landscape. It was supposed to be an happy timeline. It was supposed to be the most wonderful happy ending possible for the people he never get the chance to met so frontally inside another iteration of himself. What he could tell to dear Elizabeth ? Possibly more problems from the past will show up ? Possibly the future would be not what she imagined, even if she won't be the one involved inside the main issues of the future ? Everything he needed to do was to pay the fool. Everything he needed was to look as unconcerned as possible about some details … It was Sherlock Holmes issues.

It was his little brother fight with fate threads.

Though, at the moment, he wondering what kind of clue she was searching to give him. He accepted to give an hand, right ? At the price to having fun of his little brother's behalf. At the price to gain amusement from Watson. A while earlier, he thought her context was unrelated to something he would be connected with … but apparently, maybe it had been far too hopeful of his part. If his assumption was right, about presence of an American urban legend wandering around inside England streets … Sherlock Holmes did a terrible mistake to refuse the frontal visiting of such men, that will pressuring him one day anyway. It his assumption was right, even without frontal presence of James Moriarty, the gear would be presented. Even if, compared to appareances could give, it wasn't an harmful move. MIB appreciated an particular art of prank. After all, they weren't supposed to be humans. After all, they weren't supposed to be gangsters who higher themselves inside another dimension. Thoughtfully, there was an amusing touch. It was the appreciation of a game in which he could be king and fool.

❝ Didn't I looking young ? Didn't I not making my age ? ❞ He playfully mused over confusion of his last sentence. His true age was something who had been left in midst of time. He lived a very long existence without be charmed with regneratation, and desired keep that way. Her confirmation, still, on his own personal surprise, generated an blink. As himself had to realizing it was already happening. As himself had to be wrapped with the reality she always had been supposed to met them … On his approach, that seemed … unexpected their reaction ? Of course, inside another timeline, same event had been troublesome, hence dear Watson had come to help … but … if it's was the MIB instead, what the message ? It wasn't Moriarty, he was sure of it. Well, way of perceiving circumstances, since in some manner, Philip Butler was somewhere Moriarty but another kind, an strange one … Oh. He thought he had more time ahead of him to just … Cutting off his own thoughts, he had to reconsider the whole situation. It was making sense she helped for his aid. However, he was supposed to be accomplice of the MIB. Supposed to be well-informed about everything they will be doing, even though, would have to keep his mouth shut. Maybe he overlooked about it, but the MI6 was already on the hands of Philip Butler, for had been his boss, where sadly, currently, his mind didn't remember if he called himself Philip or Albert --- probably the second one was a alias.

He wanted to be reassuring. The MIB won't never harm Elizabeth Burke. Philip Butler won't never take the chance to destroy his always-partnership with her regardless the timeline. Decomposure stil betrayed his expression as an long-term realization had been made. He had been forgotten he had been the one handling the MI6 to Philip Butler … Can't even tell where he had been doing such actions. He wanted himself found mental reassurance. An Time Lord had lot of things to keep in mind, maybe it just had been an temporary memory loss … It had to be it. ❝ My words will be strange. ❞ How much he could tell ? How much he could confess to her ? He cannot exposing himself. Cannot betray his own ambitions. ❝ I'm supposing they want your protection … in most undelicate of manners. In most uncanny methods they usually use. ❞ Something was happening, but himself had no idea of what. He didn't even know where the order would came from. After all, as opportunity it was, he never knew in which circumstances the dangerous twins would came around --- one would remain in the obscurity, but the most dangerous of them would be exposed in daylight, would be the one called James Moriarty, would be the one able to bring terror. ❝ I don't think neither they are linked to the museum … unfortunately …❞ It would mean the stealing of one artefact would happening later, where he would have to be around, where he would have to keep his eyes on Watson since he would be involved somehow. ❝ Oh, I'm not surprised. It's how they are after all. How the entire world known about them. ❞ His tone turned somber, as he didn't mastering everything as he was supposed to be. As he didn't appreciated the joke. What kind of deal he did before ?

In an couple of seconds, if time would have be given to him, he would have confessing she was supposed to met Philip Butler … the current leader of MI6, a terrible detail he himself forgotten about. However sound of gunfire and shouting came to his ears, where an frustration happened down his expression, forced to swallowed an roll of eyes. Quite a timing. Almost exposing that truth called the man himself presenting himself --- and having his fun --- that prank fun since of course, that 'incident' would be soon a long time ago memories that will mattered to no one. They were part of the government already. Asking an CIA mole to take all dangers to give them information without themselves interfering was kindness of their part, considering they had another higher agent to get control … They were lucky it was Philip Butler. He had reasons to be an sunshine with them. An poor doctor was going to be mistreated ! ❝ An terrible staging … ❞ He commented, bored. Exasperation didn't even was forced back, as he expected the terrible entrance. Game of fools would be able to start. He hoped remember it this time around. He nodded, as he slowly embracing her, as the struggle only begun. ❝ Precisely. Although I don't appreciate the comedy that one of my agents can make with this kind of entry … ❞ That last sentence was an controlled slip up as he listened closeness of the sound, where his last word of his sentence welcomed him with the man he had been expected to find. Some others couple of Men in Black playing around with their guns as toys, as few people in the room told them everything they knew, watched inside another an horrified manner … Philip Butler, the man he had been expecting, had been often almost grabbed as remembrance of his position was to be remembered, where other Men just quieted such opportunity. An good representation of the MIB in an all inside his black suit, leaving no eyes to perceiving inside black glasses, where there was an amusement under his lips.

❝ Sorry for the mess. My work colleagues will forget this little detail. ❞ He introduced himself as he leave himself a doubt about how he could be known already down there, where Mycroft sensed his eyes on him still, playful over circumstances, as the door closed brutally. It was like sensing an uncomfortable freezing status. ❝ Had been a long time, Mycroft. ❞ He was in deep shit, was actually expression of his face, as always, he brought reassurance arms towards Elizabeth. Which grabbed Phil's attention, who realizing apparently the time had came, and … circumstances would have to be tricked a little. ❝ I had been watching you. Elizabeth Burke, isn't it ? ❞ Responded Philip Butler voice without leave him return the kind of 'welcome' he had been receiving. ❝ Quite appreciated in your job. One of the best. We will talk a bit. ❞