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This Secret I Keep// Sherlock Holmes

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Me? Fifth most popular Tumblr for Sherlock imagines? Seriously? I really never did expect that to happen, let alone have nearly 700 followers. You guys keep it up, by my birthday I’ll be at 1K. Unbelievable. 

Here’s Sherlock oneshot 1 out of 3 for the night!

Requested by Anon: There aren’t many people that Sherlock Holmes finds himself extremely protective of, let alone drawn to. When you leave 221B for a date, he can’t help himself to plant a bug on you. We all know that never goes well. 

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Being John Watson (pt. 2)

Colleague, friend, date, (confirmed) bachelor, boyfriend, husband

Friendly reminder that

ACD Canon Holmes is, according to our narrator Watson:
Very easy to live with
Goes to bed early and rises equally early
Enjoys long walks
A competent gentleman
Has a steady stream of clients & is respected by colleagues in his field
Has friends within all classes who come calling on him regularly
Is fairly nice and patient with Watson and enjoys explaining his thought process
Blushes like a pretty girl when Watson compliments him

Whereas BBC Sherlock is:
Hellish to live with
Never sleeps and eats
Glued to his phone
Has a big brother breathing down his neck for fear he can’t adult properly
Only client is Lestrade for at least a year till he gets famous. At 27, the age ACD Holmes was in ASiS, he was still being a junkie
Has no friends. Calls self a sociopath. Is more comfortable with having enemies than friends.
Is a dick to John and calls him an idiot a lot, rarely explains himself and usually runs off ahead alone when he makes a new discovery
Looks like he’s never heard a compliment in his life when John praises him and gets awkward embarrassed

tl;dr Mofftiss read all the canon and adaptations then decided “Everyone else got it wrong and we can get it right cos Sherlock Holmes is actually an UTTER BELLEND”

zalemoonshadow  asked:

Hello do you have any recommendations for some Holmes's and Watson bonding episode's that show's their relationship in a rather cute way?

Alright, here we go. Thanks for messaging me! :) Episodes I would recommend for particular Holmes/Watson moments:


1. A Scandal in Bohemia: If you haven’t watched it before, you should, because it is the opening episode of the Granada series and it sets up their relationship splendidly. Plus, if you - like me - are a fan of small, cute moments, you might be enjoying this:

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Bondlock Time!!!!

00Q / Johnlock: Meeting Parents!!!!

First Part:

Quentin Holmes , aka Q , the quartermaster of MI6 and boyfriend of the agent 007, James Bond, receives a call from his parents, Sherlock Holmes and John Watson, to ask him that he take his partner for a weekend with the family. 

Quentin accepts and gives the news to James during a mission. James tells him that he knows Sherlock , and he worked with him on a mission many years ago and they were not on good terms, but agrees to go with him to tells Sherlock that he loves his son. 

However, Sherlock is not happy with the relationship that his son has with the agent, he is willing to use all his have to force him to leave alone Quentin. John, his husband, tries to reason with him, but Sherlock is a genius, and he is very foolish at such times.

Finally, Quentin and James arrive at 221B Baker Street to visit Quentin’s parents, but when they meet, the contempt between Sherlock Holmes and James Bond returns.”

to be continued…

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“Would you like to come up to my room?”

“Spider again?”

Joan picked her head up from his shoulder and stared at him long and hard. There was no point to this if she had to explain. “No.”

“Roach?”

She sighed, “Never-mind …just never-mind … I’m going to bed. Goodnight.” Joan gave him a small kiss on the cheek.  He watched her rise and walk away with a certain amount of confusion.

As she reached for the bannister, she heard him call her name.

“Watson, wait!”

Sherlock came quickly up to her and stood embarrassed before her. “I misunderstood.”

Just As You Are (Drake x MC)

So, @violetflipflops​ asked for some flirty Drake x MC scenes from Chapter 7 where they were out stargazing at the meteor shower.  I’ve always thought that scene needed a little more flirtation myself, so I was happy accommodate!  I’ve taken the title (and corresponding line) from Bridget Jones’ Diary, which is one of my favorite romantic movies of all time.

Summary: Riley Watson reveals her concerns about being a suitor to Drake.

Rating: T for naughty language.

Word Count: 1161

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               Holding his breath, Drake waited, hands folded across his chest as he stared up at the meteor shower above them.  Next to him in the snow, Riley Watson lay flat on her back, her eyes fixed on the sky as she processed what she’d just told him about his sister. Opening up about Savannah had been nerve wracking, but worth it.  He’d kept up his feelings about her bottled up for too long, and now that he’d finally talked to someone about her, he felt better than he’d expected.

               So why hadn’t she said anything?

Drake looked over at Watson, his eyes narrowing a little.  “You’re quiet.”

               “So?” she asked softly, her voice almost disappearing into the night air.

               “So, you’re never quiet, Watson.  Look, I didn’t tell you all of this to make you feel sorry for me and—“

               “Calm down, Drake,” she said, sighing and closing her eyes for a moment. “I don’t feel sorry for you.”

               “Then what’s the matter?”

               “I just can’t help but think… maybe Savannah was smart.”

               “What do you mean?”

She opened her eyes and turned to look over at him, her face half hidden in shadow and half illuminated by the moon and starlight above.  “I never knew my mom.  She dumped me on my dad’s doorstep when I was about three weeks old.  My dad didn’t know what to do with a girl.  So, he raised me like a boy.  I learned how to ski, fish, hunt, all the things that he would have taught a boy.  I don’t think I owned a damn dress until I hit junior high.  I never minded, because I loved being unique.  I loved being different… at least, until I got here.”

               He pushed himself up on his elbows to look down at her.  “Watson, what are you trying to say?”

               She sighed and sat up, hugging her knees and staring down at her boots. Snow clung to her hair, and down the back of her tan coat.  He started to reach to brush it off, but stopped and made a fist instead, burying it in the snow.  

“I can’t handle this life, Drake. I can’t stand to watch what I say all the time, I can’t stand to obsess over my weight and my hair… I can’t ice skate worth a damn and I can’t waltz to save my life.  I can’t stand seeing people be so vicious to one another and not doing anything about it.  I can’t stand having my hands tied.  I can throw my weight around in a Harlem bar, but I can’t handle a ballroom.  I’m not cut out to be a queen.”

               She turned and looked at him, tears and resolve shimmering in her eyes. “Tomorrow, when we get back to the palace, I’m going to bow out of the competition.”

               “Watson,” he said, heart suddenly beating so fast he worried it was about to burst out of his chest, “if this is about Olivia—“

“It’s not,” Riley shook her head.  “The problem is me.”

Drake snapped his mouth shut.  He hadn’t panicked in years, not since Savannah had disappeared.  But now, realizing that if he didn’t say the right thing, if he screwed this up, he was going to lose her too, he could barely think straight.

“Riley, you can’t do that.”

               She laughed softly, looking at him curiously. “Drake, you were the one who told me to get the hell out of here in the first place.”

               “Yeah, I know I did but…” he stopped, shaking his head.  “This place… Liam… they need someone like you; someone who makes waves, someone who calls people on their bullshit.  Someone who—“

               “—can stand up to you?”

               He smiled, nodding a little.  “That doesn’t hurt.”

               “I appreciate the vote of confidence,” she said as she stood.  “But I’ve made up my mind.  I don’t want to waste Liam’s time anymore.  Besides, you probably have better things to do than to babysit me.”

               He stood up beside her, realizing he was close enough to see the faint freckles on her neck just hiding under her jawline.  He forced himself to look away, but he found himself staring into her eyes instead.  He froze as he stared into their brown depths, words failing him as he stammered out a response.

“Look, Watson, being with you is the bes—isn’t so bad.”

               Smooth, you jackass.  

               She rolled her eyes and turned to walk away. “You’re a shitty liar, Drake Hunter.”

               “I mean it,” he said, reaching out and grabbing her hand.  Their hands were freezing, but he could still feel how warm and soft her skin was under his fingertips.  She looked down at his hand, her lips parting before she slowly looked up to his eyes.  He cleared his throat and met her gaze head on.  “Being around you is the only part of the day I look forward to.”

               She leaned towards him, so close now he could feel her scarf against his shirt and the subtle scent of her vanilla soap.  “What are you really trying to say, Drake?”

               He reached up, brushing some of the flakes from her hair as she shifted her hand in his, gently lacing her fingers with his.  “I like you,” he said simply.  “Just as you are.”

               Before she could reply, a wild gust of wind blew down on them.  Her hair and scarf blew in the breeze and she reached up with both hands, one to grab hold of her scarf and one to try and block the wind from her eyes.   Drake pivoted in front of her, taking the brunt of the gale.  

“Come on,” he said, shoving his hands into his pockets.  “We should get in.  It would be quite the scandal if I let one of the prince’s suitors freeze to death out here on my watch.”

               “You’re right,” she said, brushing hair out of her face as she turned back to the chateau.  They walked in silence, with only the occasional gust of wind or owl hooting in the distance to break the tension.  As they reached the door, Drake grabbed the handle and looked at her determined to put on his most serious face.  “Watson, promise me… you won’t run away from this.  If you do, you’re not the woman I think you are.”

               She looked at him, her eyes narrowing before she nodded softly.  “Okay.”

               Satisfied, he pulled the door open.  She walked in first, stomping her boots on the mat and unwrapping the scarf from her neck.  Drake closed the door behind them, locking it as he rolled his shoulders.

                “Dinner’s in an hour,” he said, not daring to look at her as he walked past.

               He was ten feet away from her when she called out to him.  “Drake?”

               He turned, looking over his shoulder.  “What, Watson?”

               “Next time you feel like running away, remember… you can always run to me.”

For people who still (stupidly) label Moriarty a serial killer or murderer

You’re so wrong it’s hilarious.

Serial killers kill multiple people, one by one, over a period of time. BUT the kills always have a pattern. The victims typically fit a certain profile. The method is usually the same.

Mass murderers kill multiple people all at once. Like Hitler. Or the guy that shot up Pulse Night Club.

Moriarty doesn’t kill people for a living. He doesn’t like getting his “hands dirty” remember? He sponsors people to commit their own crimes and arranges for people to be killed. Jeff Hope and Raoul the PoolBoy (for example) killed their victims themselves. Moriarty just gave them the supplies to do so. This makes him an ACCOMPLICE to murder, not a murderer.

Canonically, Moriarty only killed one person by his own hand: Carl Powers.

His kill count is equal to Watson’s and Sherlock’s. Sherlock killed Magnussen but I don’t see you calling Sherlock a murderer or serial killer. Watson killed Jeff Hope but you defend him and call him “soft” and “smol”. Watson had shown more violent tendencies than Sherlock and Moriarty combined. Watson was also a soldier so he probably killed MANY more people

So. Either Sherlock, Moriarty, and Watson are ALL murderers. Or you all shut the fuck up

a thought about The Copper Beeches

I find the introductory part of The Copper Beeches more interesting than Violet Hunter’s strange domestic mystery. The story opens with Holmes in an unusually “disputatious” mood and taking it out on Watson. Holmes even seems to contradict himself:

“It is upon the logic rather than the crime that you should dwell. You have degraded what should have been a course of lectures into a series of tales.”

Oh, certainly. Who doesn’t love a course of lectures?

But then also Holmes, barely three paragraphs later: “What do the public, the great unobservant public… care about the finer shades of analysis and deduction!”

Uh huh. Which is it?

He then deprives Watson of the opportunity to call him on his (seeming) equivocation by immediately changing the subject to But it’s hardly your fault since there’s no good crime anymore, and anyway here’s my new case and there she is on the doorstep.

So what’s Doyle doing here? If it were an expository justification for Watson’s “tales” rather than Holmes’ preferred, pure-logic “lectures”, wouldn’t Watson get more opportunity to defend his literary choices?

I’ve only given this a little bit of thought, but here’s what’s occurred to me: Watson’s misunderstanding of Holmes’ frustration provides Doyle (through Holmes) the opportunity to explain (to all of us) that what looks like “egotism” or “selfishness or conceit”, isn’t that at all. It’s rather the passionate love of a skilled (and arguably autistic) expert for his obscure and mystifying art. It’s not Look how good I am at this amazing thing that I’m good at, but rather Look at this amazing thing that I love and want you to be able to understand and appreciate in the same way that I do because it is utterly and engrossingly wonderful.

Of course Watson’s “It seems to me that I have done you full justice in the matter” disappoints Holmes, because Holmes thinks that Watson’s missing the point. He tries to soften his criticism by praising Watson’s choice of cases, but is still frustrated by how Watson writes about them. Why do you pick the interesting cases and then highlight the boring parts?! AARGH!

I rearranged and abridged the first part of the story so that it’s chronological, which (I think) makes it clearer:

It was a cold morning of the early spring, and we sat after breakfast on either side of a cheery fire in the old room at Baker Street. A thick fog rolled down between the lines of dun-colored houses, and the opposing windows loomed like dark, shapeless blurs through the heavy yellow wreaths. Our gas was lit and shone on the white cloth and glimmer of china and metal, for the table had not been cleared yet. Sherlock Holmes had been silent all the morning, dipping continuously into the advertisement columns of a succession of papers until at last, having apparently given up his search, he had emerged in no very sweet temper to lecture me upon my literary shortcomings.

”To the man who loves art for its own sake,” he remarked, tossing aside the Daily Telegraph, “it is frequently in its least important and lowliest manifestations that the keenest pleasure is to be derived. It is pleasant to me to observe, Watson, that you have so far grasped this truth that in these little records of our cases which you have been good enough to draw up, and I am bound to say, occasionally to embellish, you have given prominence not so much to the many causes celebres and sensational trials in which I have figured but rather to those incidents which may have been trivial in themselves, but which have given room for those faculties of deduction and of logical synthesis which I have made my special province.”

“And yet,” said I, smiling, “I cannot quite hold myself absolved from the charge of sensationalism which has been urged against my records.”

“You have erred, perhaps, in attempting to put color and life into each of your statements instead of confining yourself to the task of placing upon record that severe reasoning from cause to effect which is really the only notable feature about the thing.”

“It seems to me that I have done you full justice in the matter,” I remarked with some coldness, for I was repelled by the egotism which I had more than once observed to be a strong factor in my friend’s singular character.

“No, it is not selfishness or conceit,” said he, answering, as was his wont, my thoughts rather than my words. “If I claim full justice for my art, it is because it is an impersonal thing- a thing beyond myself. Crime is common. Logic is rare. Therefore it is upon the logic rather than upon the crime that you should dwell. You have degraded what should have been a course of lectures into a series of tales.”

He remarked after a pause, “At the same time, you can hardly be open to a charge of sensationalism, for out of these cases which you have been so kind as to interest yourself in, a fair proportion do not treat of crime, in its legal sense, at all. The small matter in which I endeavoured to help the king of Bohemia (*snip*, etc), were all matters which were outside the pale of the law. But in avoiding the sensational, I fear that you may have bordered on the trivial.”

“The end may have been so,” I answered, “But the methods I hold to have been novel and of interest.”

“Pshaw, my dear fellow, what do the public, the great unobservant public, who could hardly tell a weaver by his tooth or a compositor by his left thumb, care about the finer shades of analysis and deduction!”

And then- realizing (not for the first time) that Watson still doesn’t “get it” (and maybe never will)- Holmes gives up and gives Watson an out. It’s a fake out and he knows it, but he also despairs of making himself completely understood: “But, indeed, if you are trivial, I cannot blame you, for the days of the great cases are past.”

I love that Doyle shows us this: the real, domestic frustrations that any two people will inevitably feel with one another over the course of a long and close association. No two friends/partners ever understand one another perfectly (or even necessarily well), and sometimes they need to blow off a little steam. Holmes and Watson both do it, they both understand that’s what’s happening, and their friendship remains intact. The struggle is real, and so is the love.

That was it (Sherlolly)

“Mister Holmes” he heard from the other room. He was sitting with his elbows on his knees and his hands in his face, you could see worry in his eyes. The moment the nurse called his name he stood up quickly, walking fast to the operating room door. “No need to worry, she is fine. She hasn’t had him yet, but it will probably happen in a couple of hours. We’ll let you know” With that the nurse went back to the operating room leaving Sherlock on the reception standing there alone with his thoughts until Watson appeared from his behind. “Is she okay?” Watson said as he
sat on one chair expecting Sherlock to sit beside him, which he did.
“She-she is fine, the baby is not here yet” he said as he started to move his feet nervously.
“Sherlock, calm down. Everything would be alright. In some hours the baby will be here and you’ll see both of them” he said as he pat his friend’s back.
“That’s not what I’m worried about…well not entirely. I’m afraid”
“What are you afraid of?” Watson said watching as his friend couldn’t stop moving his feet.
“I’m afraid I won’t love the baby. I mean I- I am not the kind of person that would…you know have a family and a couple. And now I love someone… like I never did before. and I’m going to have a baby with her and I’m scared I won’t love him as much as I love her. What if the baby arrives and I don’t feel like a parent? What if- if i can’t love him?”
One tear came down his cheek as he said his last words. He was expecting his friend to think the worst of him, to think he was a bad person for questioning that. But Watson just laughed.
“Is that what this is all about? You are worried that you won’t love the baby?” Sherlock nodded.
“Oh my god Sherlock I can assure you, the moment you see that baby you’ll love him unconditionally no matter what. It’s just the way it is. No matter how a sociopath you think you are”
“Are you sure? But… what if” his friend stopped him.
“What if nothing, stop worrying. I may not be the wisest sometimes but I know I’m right this time”.
As he said that he hugged his friend. Both stayed there for hours until they called Sherlock again. He couldn’t be in the birth because Molly had some problems before so they had to check her and do a Caesarean section, they didn’t let him be there. But they told him, they’ll let him know when it was happening, and that was the moment.
Sherlock came back to their sits with a more nervous face now.
“What is it Sherlock? What did they tell you?”- John asked worried
“The baby is coming right now”
“ And why aren’t you in there?”
“They dont let me in because of the problems Molly had before. I have to wait here”
Watson put a hand on sherlocks shoulder showing support. It was difficult for Sherlock not being there with Molly, he couldn’t help thinking about her on her own surrounded by doctors.

Time passed and the nurse called him again.
Sherlock couldn’t speak, he was too worried. So Watson came to his side and did the talking.
“How is she? Excuse my friend, he is still in shock because he is having a baby”
“She is fine, the baby is fine. You can see them now. But just the husband” the nurse said looking at Sherlock
As Sherlock followed the nurse he said “actually I’m her boyfriend”
“Not for long!” Watson said from the reception teasing him.

When they entered the room Sherlock was shocked. He couldn’t believe that beautiful women and that tiny and sweet baby were theirs. He sat on the chair next to her.
“Hi” Molly said
“Hi love ” Sherlock answered
Sherlock couldn’t stop staring at their beautiful baby, Molly gave the baby to him and he started to walk around Molly’s bed as he hold it.

In that moment, holding his baby and seeing the women he loved, he knew that was it. That was what he’d being looking for all his life.

The Blanket Fort Headcanon:  The Double Oh’s of MI-6

Obviously, James Bond isn’t really the only Double Oh running around and we sort of have a nice little Wikipedia article about the other Double Oh’s.  However, this is my own personal headcanon/fancast for the Blanket Fort.  I don’t have a complete history yet for all of them - but it helps the imagination immensely! :D

001 - Edward Donne

There’s a lot of scary, horrible things that could have happened to London over the past several years, including one that could have sunk the city into the Thames.  They never happened because Edward Donne was there to stop it.

002 - Wilhemina Murray

She’s Q’s mother.  Yes, she really is.  Dame M knows exactly why is it that she hasn’t aged a day and the two of them, with the legendary Peggy Carter, have maintained a long friendship over the years.  Also, there’s a lot of supernatural horrors that could have happened to England but didn’t, mainly because Madame Mina was there to hold the darkness back. 

A certain ancient Romanian prince may worship the ground she walks on. 

Also, a legendary Winter Soldier is not sure why the first thing he blurted out when he saw her was the Romanian word for “mother.”

003 - Annelise Song

There’s a certain powerful Triad in Hong Kong that no longer exists because of the woman they call the Jade Dragon.  And there are a great many young women and children whose lives are no longer living nightmares because she helped them get out.

004 - Julian Kim

It is an in-joke that Julian and Mina call each other “cousin.”  Julian has been a Double Oh for nearly as long as Mina…. and she actually brought him in to join MI-6.  Q has also been heard to call him “Uncle.”

005 - Dr. John Watson

Officially, 005 has retired. 

Unofficially, he’s still about on Her Majesty’s business, aiding and quietly protecting a certain consulting detective, who has yet to figure out his partner’s real past.  The British government is very grateful for his continuing service. 

Also, he’s one of 007′s favorite drinking buddies. 

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Character Mirrors that are Actually Relationship AUs in BBC Sherlock: How to Predict the Improbable by Examining the Impossible

That title is a bit confusing, yes?  Let me explain a little better what I’m about to analyze.  BBC Sherlock has multiple representations of the main characters, Sherlock and John, as seen through the other characters in the show.  These “character mirrors” are emphasized through matching outfits, lines of dialogue, backstory, camera focus, and personality traits.  What’s worth noting is that many of these character mirrors for John and Sherlock are two people who are, or could be, romantically linked.  These parallel relationships serve more than one purpose, though.  First, they’re meant to ease the viewer into realizing the impending canon Johnlock.  Second, and what I am to argue through this meta, they are meant to show the viewer the ways John and Sherlock’s relationship could have gone in an alternate universe, leaving no other choice but for their actual relationship to go the way it’s been predetermined.  Each relationship, platonic or not, that serves as a character mirror for these two people has a fundamental flaw that makes it different in the end.  Sherlock and John’s ending will be different from those of their character mirrors. Once we’ve eliminated the impossible whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.  And the truth, dear friends, is canon Johnlock.

I will address eight different relationship/character mirrors - even though there are so many more character mirrors - for the sake of everyone’s time and sanity.  

Mrs. Hudson and Chief Bridesmaid Margaret

Our favorite land-lady is a character mirror for John in every episode, however, in TSOT she opens up about her best friend Margaret and her husband Frank. Margaret cried the whole day of Mrs. Hudson’s wedding and ended up leaving the wedding early - exactly the way Sherlock and John handled the Watson wedding.  (Frank is obviously a mirror for Mary, so you can all guess exactly what’s going to happen to her in S4). Mrs. Hudson never saw Margaret much after that day.  Sherlock and John were headed straight down that route, until Sherlock’s plane reversed and brought him back to John. We see here that their relationship will not follow that of Mrs. Hudson and Margaret.  John and Sherlock will have some future together.  

Eddie Van Coon and Amanda the P.A.

These two made a minor appearance in TBB.  Eddie was the trader shot in his apartment and Amanda was his P.A. who he was dating.  She felt under appreciated, much like John does to Sherlock in S1.  John is often called Sherlock’s “P.A.”. Eddie was always dashing about, flying off somewhere on a moment’s notice.  Sherlock does the same thing and John is usually struggling to keep up - physically and mentally. Sherlock and John are colleagues, like Eddie and Amanda.  Amanda didn’t take her relationship with Eddie seriously, because she figured he didn’t take her seriously.  Sherlock and John will not have that flaw - they’ve been given ample time to develop mutual respect and trust.  

Irene Adler and Kate the P.A.

It’s easy to see Irene as a mirror for Sherlock - her physical features, cleverness, riding crop, drug needles, always needing the last word - the list could go on for miles.  Kate is not seen often, however she is a P.A. (like John) and was drugged by Irene (like John is by Sherlock we’re told in TSOT).  Irene is a self-identified homosexual who claims to have fallen for Sherlock against her usual instinct.  Irene and Kate have a professional relationship, but it could be understood that they are more than “friends”.  However, Irene has been at the center of two political scandals and had an affair with two married people  - if she’s also romantically connected to Kate it is probable that she is not monogamous.  This relationship is everything John and Sherlock’s is not.  John and Sherlock will not be romantically linked AND polyamorous.  Sherlock is not a homosexual who also claims attraction to women. 

Soo Lin and Thomas

Another pair from TBB whose relationship never gets off the ground.  Thomas, who dresses much like John and who is a colleague to Soo Lin, tries very hard to get her to date him.  She is too focused on her work to comply.  She also doesn’t seem to like him at all in that way.  She, like Sherlock, is self-deprecating.  She’s linked to drugs and to a brother who associates with “M”.  She and Sherlock share knowledge of the smuggling ring. This relationship is not what John and Sherlock will have.  Sherlock will not pick his work over a romantic relationship.  John will not be rejected.  John and Sherlock will not stop working together.  

Alex Woodbridge and his Female Flatmate

Alex was the gallery attendant killed by the Golem in TGG.  Sherlock literally dressed as him when he visited the gallery.  John went to investigate the flatmate and we saw them both reflected in a literal mirror on the wall.  She was dressed much like John. She and Alex were only flatmates - nothing more.  She liked him, he was nice.  His job was just a job - he rather adored stargazing. We saw Sherlock look up and compliment the stars, too. Later, stars are projected onto John’s face, further implying their subtextual connection, but that’s a whole different analysis.  John and Sherlock’s relationship will not follow this one here.  John and Sherlock will not be platonic flatmates. 

John and Major Sholto

If TSOT didn’t make the connection between Sherlock and Sholto incredibly obvious then I suggest you go watch it again.  John is, in a way, his own mirror, because we’re focusing on the John that Sholto knows - Captain John Watson. Sholto and John were colleagues with a huge amount of mutual respect for one another.  Sholto sees John as a friend, which is why he called him “John” and not “Watson” after awhile (this same theme gets used in TAB). John beams at being called his first name by such a remarkable man.  It is arguable that Sholto was also, at one point, pining for John, but the relationship never progressed to a romantic or physical one. The relationship John and Sherlock will have will not be confused with pining.  John and Sherlock will not be just colleagues and friends.    

Sherlock and Molly

Molly is a mirror for John in every episode.  She reacts to Sherlock in the same ways John does, yet the average viewer sees Molly as crushing and John as platonic.  Unfair? Oh yes.  But still very important. Molly and John both use the phrases “I’ve moved on”/”I’m moving on” and “It wasn’t working for me” in regards to Sherlock or something Sherlock has said.  But this is the important part: John is not Molly.  Sherlock tries to replace John with Molly in TEH but he just can’t do it.  Molly doesn’t love it either.  While they are mirrors, they are not the same person.  Sherlock and Molly’s relationship is not a precedent for Sherlock and John’s relationship.  John will not be rejected.  John’s feelings for Sherlock will not be a crude deduction and humiliation.  Sherlock will not use John’s feelings for him to his advantage in his work.  

Holmes and Watson

This is by far the most important mirrored relationship in the whole narrative. This friendship is what Sherlock and John would have had given the circumstances of society in 1895.  Their future was shown to us at the end of TAB: Holmes and Watson sucking pipes in front of the fire, nobody else to come between them, happy with each other’s company.  But this future is not what’s actually in store for these two.  This is the ultimate Alternate Reality. Sherlock and John will not be best friends obeying a strict societal code of bachelorhood.  Sherlock and John will not be sucking pipes in front of the fire. 

We don’t have to worry about what might happen to Sherlock and John in the future because we already know what won’t happen. Thank goodness we have all those other characters to try out the remaining scenarios for us.  Nothing like knowing the two main characters will live happily ever after. We’ve eliminated the impossible and the improbable is what remains: canon Johnlock.  

It’s the only possible solution.