ThereBeDragons
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Emma Grant’s “Nothing to Make a Song About” is one of my favorite fanfictions in the entire universe. Her introduction of Sherlock’s ex-lover, Philip, intrigued me. What had it been like when they first met? When they were together? Was Sherlock able to delete John from his memories?
(Not bloody likely!)This is how I picture it.
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John and Sherlock have been circling each other warily ever since John moved back to 221B. Neither one will risk the first move.
Until Irene Adler arrives.
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One-shot fluff I wrote years ago, before Benedict was married. Obviously.
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It's all too much. Finally.
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They’re sure of each other, now. They’re settled. And as far as Sherlock is concerned, settled isn’t the least bit boring or stifling or constraining.
Settled is marvellous. Settled is freeing.
Settled means sometimes you make romantic love by candlelight, murmuring hushed words of endless devotion solely because you want to, because the moment feels right and good.
And sometimes, settled means you fuck on the sofa on a Saturday afternoon, straightforward and uncomplicated, no deep desperate romance necessary, just because fucking is fun.
Bookmarked by ThereBeDragons
29 Mar 2022
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Sherlock gazes down at his husband, pink and solid and sweaty and real beneath him…feels like he’s about to crack the code to the most fundamental truth of human existence.
I wasn’t me until I met you, he discovers, with a sudden burst of overwhelming gratitude and devotion.
**Lovely. And with chips!
I’m alive, he thinks, feeling something close to triumph. I’m alive and I love someone and he loves me and I’m alive.
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The Book Collection by Ferryman
Fandoms: Sherlock Holmes - Arthur Conan Doyle, Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms
18 Jun 2016
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Watson finds pornography in Holmes's bedroom.
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18 Jul 2021
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Astonishingly good, and works cited, too!
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Sparks fly when John Watson, conductor of the last Hollywood studio orchestra standing, and Sherlock Holmes, visiting violin superstar, negotiate clashing approaches, styles, and interpretations.
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24 May 2026
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Fantastic - the one where John is an orchestra conductor, as well as a conductor of light.
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When Sherlock woke up in the hospital, again, alone, again, with the dullness of morphine lying over him like a smothering blanket, again, he had to close his eyes for a long, long moment. But then he gritted his teeth and reached to punch down the level on his PCA. If the only thing he could control was how much narcotic was being dumped into his system, then by God he would control it.
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19 Jan 2026
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“Sex was better than morphine; he hardly hurt at all right now.”
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Well.
That rather settled John’s long-standing question of Is-Sherlock-Gay.
John stared at the screen of *his computer damn it*, where a rather telling video was paused. What John could see that was not hidden by the big play button seemed to suggest that two of those blokes were giving the third one a rather good time.Bookmarked by ThereBeDragons
12 May 2018
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Funny smut. Smutty fun.
“I’m not gay,” said John, giving him a playful shove as he reached for his keys. “You’re just too bloody fit.”
“I won’t deny that,” said Sherlock, still supremely smug.