The same acting choices by Ben. See that mouth? Eyes averted to the side after a smitten grin, then lips pressed briefly together and nose wrinkling before the eyes come back again to one ask for “Dinner?” and the other time–well, the other time ends like this:
We all know this is how that night ends for Sherlock and John, too.
Just a pity that everyone thinks we’re hallucinating.
You coud almost think Ben is a good actor who makes, dunno, deliberate choices or something???
So I couldn’t resist illustrating Johnlock Titanic AU fanart. I weep, I love them so much. Based off of this post that I saw earlier today on my dash! I definitely intend to draw more, but this was the first one because I couldn’t refuse the gravity of having John draw Sherlock nude hehe
A close-up of John’s drawing is under the cut along with people I’ve tagged from the original post, just because I figure you all would like to see it!
ALSO: Do NOT repost or edit! Please and thank you!
Hey friend, I’m not sure if these fics completely hit the mark, but I tried. If others have suggestions, please jump in! 🙂
Sherlock
POV, John is awesome
What to do When Your Flatmate
is Homicidal by hyacinth_sky747, 58 k, explicit.
This work is divine silliness. Through a stream of consciousness from Sherlock
ostensibly writing in a diary, we see the lives of John and Sherlock as they
build a relationship together. All I can say is “glow in the dark condoms for
John’s sexual needs.” This work is sweet, weird, sexy, adorable and addictive
with lots of fluff, but watch for the sucker punch of feels slipped in near the
end. Thumbs up!
The
Detective and the PinUp by XistentialAngst, 15 k, teen. romance
and humor. When a racy calendar picture of John from his army days makes the
rounds at New Scotland Yard, Sherlock takes notice, and nothing is ever the
same at 221B.
A study in Auto-Signature, Sniper
Dolphins, and Sex Holidaysby cwb. 32 k, explicit.
Awesome series 3 fix-it fic. Sherlock has to rush off to see John on his
sex-holiday at the beach after things with Mary take a turn for the James Bond.
Love the version of Sherlock’s Grand-mere who lives in his mind palace, the bed
that is a breeding ground for pillows, and Sherlock making friends with John’s
aggressive penis. Adorable, sexy, and poetic with actual clever plot. Thumbs
up! (Locked to AO3 users.)
By the Pale Moonlight
by alexxphoenix42, 5 k, explicit. Magical AU. Sherlock notices that once a
month, John gets tarted up, slips off to parts unknown, and stays gone till the
next morning with nary an explanation. Sherlock can’t resist a mystery of any
stripe, but certainly not one that involves JOHN.
Over Fathoms Deep by bittergreens. WIP,
explicit. AU. Can’t get enough of historical aristocrat Sherlock and sailor
John meeting on a long sea voyage. Sherlock is so shy and awkward, and John a
golden ray of light bouncing into his life. How sweet is this budding
relationship. There is angst as they work their way together, and then glorious,
lyrical exploration of love and touch as they grow closer together. Sea
shanties, and sex, and tropical sun – oh my!
Quo Fata Vocantby prettysailorsoldier, 18
k, explicit. Unilock. Sherlock is enamored with one of the employees at the
university library, wiling away hours of his days just to catch a glimpse of
the dynamic John Watson: captain of the rugby team, event manager for the LGBT
society, and third-year medical student. Of course, being only a first-year,
it’s unlikely John will ever notice him. At least, until fate (and a little
well-intentioned meddling) intervenes.
Capturing Perfectionby Breath4Soul 41 k,
mature. Unilock.
Rugby Captain John Watson and science-minded
photographer Sherlock are classmates at uni. Sherlock has a class project where
he needs a nude model. He asks the only boy that intrigues him, John Watson, to
be his model. The more time they spend together the more they realize there is
a perfect attraction between them.
Amazing. Do not read it in public for the love of god.
Hahah! Thanks for this one too, Lovely!
Wow. I’m new to the fanfics, because I avoided them (other than some ficlets) when I thought it was going to become canon. I didn’t want to take away from the real moment. But boy have I been wasting my time. This was awesome (the first one; I’m going to start the second one soon).
silentauroriamthereal added: Ahaha, so that’s why there are so many new bookmarks on this one! Thanks, you two! xo
quirkycinnamon said: I love both those fics but they’re not the answer. I very clearly remember them hiding in the closet at the beginning of the fic…
Well Begun Is Half Done by Avice (E, 3897 w.) Sherlock is putting together an elaborate plan of seducing John. John grows tired of waiting and takes matters into his own hands.
Sherlock does rub his bum on John but they’re in an alley, not a closet. :p Other than that, I’m not sure which other one it could be!
For for-science-john (I am soooooo sorry if you’re not into rimming, but here ya go)
Sometimes when John wakes up after Sherlock he’ll hear the shower running and he’ll roll out of bed, go into the bathroom, pushing off his pants along the way, and slip into the warm shower behind him, his arms immediately going around Sherlock’s waist from behind. Sherlock hums and leans back against him, and John presses kisses along his shoulders, his hair getting wet from the spray of water beating down on them both. He licks the water from the notches in Sherlock’s spine, working his way lower and lower until he’s on his knees, his hands smoothing up and down Sherlock’s thighs, and sometimes Sherlock turns and John sucks his cock into his mouth, but other times he tells Sherlock to lean forward, and Sherlock braces himself against the wall, already shivering with need, and John parts those cheeks and presses his tongue flat to Sherlock’s hole, licking it in one long, wet stripe, and then teasing it with the tip of his tongue, making Sherlock moan his name. One of those hands come back behind himself to press against John’s head, and he pushes his arse back against John’s mouth, and John licks all around that tight little hole, tensing it and pressing it inside as far as he can, and Sherlock whines, biting into his hand hard, and when John reaches around to stroke Sherlock’s cock the detective comes, hard, that little muscle fluttering around John’s tongue as it tenses. Afterwards, John stands back up, smirking, and Sherlock turns around, leaning against him weakly for support while he strokes John cock until John comes.
@music-medic I forgot about this one from like a year ago lmao
On the nights when John tops, he likes to have Sherlock flat on his back, his legs bent and bracketed around John’s hips as John presses into him, one hand gripping the headboard for leverage, the other locked with Sherlock’s, fingers intertwined, pressing Sherlock’s hand back against the mattress by his head while he rocks in and out, slowly, so slowly, focusing on every sweet glide of his cock into Sherlock’s body. He likes to be able to kiss Sherlock’s neck, to tease his nipples with his tongue, to watch every expression of ecstasy that crosses Sherlock’s beautiful face when Sherlock takes his own cock in hand and strokes himself in time with John’s thrusts until he comes with a strangled moan.
On the nights when John bottoms, he likes to lay flat on his stomach, to feel the warm, comforting weight of Sherlock’s entire body pressing him down into the mattress as Sherlock rocks his hips in shallow thrusts, mouthing at the back of John’s neck, his breath harsh and uneven in John’s ear. He likes to feel Sherlock curved over him, Sherlock’s hair tickling his skin, Sherlock’s hands curling around the backs of his own where they’re gripping the sheets, Sherlock holding him with his whole body. And he loves that he can always tell when Sherlock is close because that’s when Sherlock will struggle to get one hand in between John’s body and the bed, long fingers wrapping around John’s cock as best they can in the tight space, and that’s when he’ll breathe, “John” in the most beautiful voice John has ever heard.
On the nights when Sherlock bottoms, he likes to straddle John and sink down slowly, letting himself feel every inch of John’s cock as it slides into him until his arse is pressed down into the cradle of John’s hips. He likes to stay that way for a minute or two, just breathing, his eyes closed and his hands on John’s chest, which rises and falls in a rhythm with his own. He likes to lean forward, gripping John’s shoulders as John rocks up into him, gently at first, John’s hands tight on his hips, then moving to brush teasing fingers over his nipples, pulling low sounds from deep within Sherlock’s chest. And he loves it when John bends his knees, feet flat on the bed, and thrusts up hard into him because that’s when Sherlock stops thinking and can only feel. And sometimes he finds he can’t hold himself up, so John takes control, rolls him over and pushes back into him in one swift motion that makes Sherlock have to press his hands to the headboard to keep from being jolted back, and John’s cock hits just the right spot, his hand curled around Sherlock’s cock, stroking him hard and fast until Sherlock’s breath comes in gasps and pants, and he can’t say anything except “John, John, John” until he comes hard enough to make his vision go white.
On the nights when Sherlock tops, he likes to roll John onto his side after he’s worked him open, likes to curl up behind him in the bed and tease at John’s entrance with shallow thrusts, just pushing the head of his cock in before pulling out again until John is sweating and shaking with need, until John gasps his name in that way that sounds like begging. That’s when Sherlock likes to pull John tightly against his chest and push all the way into him, one hand splayed out against John’s quivering stomach, holding him there while he thrusts in and out, in and out. He likes the strangled sound John makes when Sherlock bites down hard into his shoulder, muffling his own groans. And after he comes, shuddering, inside of John, he turns him onto his back and takes John’s cock into his mouth, swallowing him down and recording every sound, every bit of praise, every curse that comes out of his mouth as he works his tongue and hollows his cheeks and sucks until John comes down his throat.
this is out of the blue but like……the vulnerability sherlock’s face will show when he’s on his back and he shimmies his underwear off for john the first time ;__;
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