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@johnwatso​‘s top fics of 2016

these are the best fics i read in all of 2016 (not necessarily written this year):

👌I Should’ve Said Yes by spacegeography (n/a)
Texts from John’s stag night.

👌The Ground Beneath Your Feet by Chryse (E)
Think only of the past as its remembrance gives you pleasure.

👌A Great Light by achycarnations (T)
Of course, they don’t get around to falling in love until the world is ending.

👌What He’s Like by magikspell (E)
“I’m so in love with you,” John says, a statement of fact. “I will never not be in love with you.” Realistic first time. They love each other so much.

👌State of Flux by Atiki (E)
John’s marriage is over and he is finally back home (i.e. at Baker Street, where he belongs). Sherlock is awfully insecure and John is awfully hesitant, and they’re both awkward idiots, of course, but they figure it out. Many First Times happen.

👌a good old-fashioned happy ending by darcylindbergh (E)
And Sherlock stands there, in the middle of a Christmas market as John hums along to Silent Night, John’s hand warm in his with fingertips a little gritty from the cinnamon-sugar doused churros they’d shared, and thinks, oh, that’s–that’s an idea, isn’t it? For Christmas this year, Sherlock wants to get John something special: something every fairytale deserves.

👌Living Sculptures by kinklock (E)
The reality of cocaine toxicity gives rise to more fantasy. (Continuing from the last scene in TAB, Sherlock slips in and out of his alternate universe.)

👌settling of the dust by thosewhowant (E)
The plastic bag of white powder is an event horizon. Every night he dances around it to the tune of the waltz he wrote for John, and some night Sherlock will tire of dancing and slam the giant Self Destruct button that beckons like an ember in the night.But for tonight he sets the Persian slipper down on the mantel reverently and pours himself another coffee, middle of the night be damned. He stands at the window and imagines that through the smog he can see Venus, Cygnus, Andromeda. That maybe, just maybe, John is doing the same.The idea that John may be in the Southern Hemisphere, looking at a different sky, hurts so much that he thinks it may kill him. After the inevitable confrontation with Moriarty, John leaves.

👌Offensive by ConsultingPurplePants (E)
John’s hands are currently pressed against his shoulder blades, under his shirt. His left hand is splayed across the remaining hard lines of three whip scars, while his right rests atop a smattering of rounded, raised, cigarette burns.Seconds tick by as he realizes he has no idea what to say. Moriarty is back.

👌Lunar Landscapes by J_Baillier (M)
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.

👌You Should Have Changed Course Long Ago by msdisdain (E)
John realizes too late what has been in his heart all along, and flees London. But can he ever truly leave Sherlock behind?

👌A Brand of Gold by aquabelacqua (M)
What am I doing? he wondered. The answer came back at once: Flirting. He sank deeper into the pillows, let the mist and blur of the wine settle around him, let it shore up his nerves and dim the warning signals that flashed dully in the back of his mind. He let the rest of the disappointment about Lucy and his strange accommodations and about the weekend as a whole fade into obscurity. He let the vital, missing piece snap into place as surely and as cleanly as if it had always been there. He was flirting with Sherlock Holmes.

Ya know, the way you turn into animals and stuff is really cool… I’m losing a lot of blood.
—  Vax'ildan, the smoothest flirt that ever did flirt, after kissing Keyleth for the first time (Critical Role - Episode 33: “Reunions”)

“Suga Wants to Know!” aka “Hinata Underestimates His Senpai’s Observation Skills”

or, as i call it, my interpretation of what would happen if these two started dating after the third years graduated. (with suga, who can’t help but be curious about his babies growing up and who couldn’t possibly receive a less surprising news, smh u tried hinata, u tried)

  • [A certain winter night when a shooting star falls from the sky]:
  • Akashi: What did you wish for, Tetsuya?
  • Kuroko, still looking at the sky: I'm not telling, Akashi-kun.
  • Akashi: ...
  • Akashi: *pokes Kuroko's cheek* Tetsuya.
  • Kuroko, turning his head to face Akashi: Akashi-kun, please stop tha--
  • Akashi: *suddenly kisses Kuroko*
  • Kuroko:
  • Akashi, smirking: Caught you.
  • Kuroko: ...
  • Kuroko: ...true...
  • Akashi: Hmm? Did you say something?
  • Kuroko, head turned down: *mumbles* My wish just came true...
  • Akashi, realizing what Kuroko meant: *awkwardly covers his mouth while blushing*
  • Me: *sees a ship that bickers a lot and calls each other names but are also awkward idiots and don't do a whole lot of lovey-dovey stuff but are always there for each other in the end*
  • Me: 👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌th 👌 ere👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my self 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ💯 👌👌 👌НO0ОଠOOOOOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌 👌👌 👌 💯 👌 👀 👀 👀 👌👌Good shit

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  • My Brain: (sees a cute guy) OMG OMG OMG! HE'S SO FLIPPING CUTE! (thinks of all the possible ways to get him to notice me) DROP EVERYTHING YOU'RE DOING RIGHT NOW AND TALK TO HIM.
  • My Conscience: What if he doesn't like you? What if he has a girlfriend? Shit. He's staring at you. Look away. Look. Away. What if he's gay?!
  • Cute Guy: Hey. Do you know where room 212 is?
  • Me: Yeah. It's right down the hall. I'll walk you to it.
  • Physical Body: (calmly walks down the hallway)
  • My Brain: Fuck. He fucking asked you. You! Out of all the people in the hallway! You! Don't fuck this up.
  • My Conscience: Shut the fuck up Brain! Just focus on walking without tripping. It'll be fine. Talk to him during lunch.
  • Physical Body: (uh- you kinda passed room 212 forever ago...)
  • Me: Fuck...
  • Cute Guy: Huh?
  • Me: Nothing. Absolutely nothing. (guides the both of you back to room 212 while face palming the shit out of yourself)
  • Cupid from the High Heavens Above: (face palming) Goddammit Y/N. God fucking dammit. I give you ONE job-
  • My physical body in the state of face palming and embarrassment: YOU PASSED ROOM 212 THREE DOORS AGO YOU BLITHERING IDIOT!
Fic - Treasure Planet - “I Want You Close (I Want You)”

so this was just supposed to be something quick inspired by a series of comments between myself, wuffen, and goodnightbeastie.  then wuf’s country had a rotten election cycle and I wanted to do something to cheer him up.  so, well, I basically ended up playing wuf!kink bingo with this fic.  heh.  please enjoy.

Title: I Want You Close (I Want You)
Characters/Pairings: Jim Hawkins/John Silver
Tags:  Shaving, Head Shaving, Crushes, Intimacy, Drinking, Underage Drinking, Nervousness, Cybernetics, Size Difference, Dirty Thoughts, Unresolved Romantic Tension
Summary: They’ve been out in space for weeks, maybe months, and Jim’s undercut is starting to grow out.  Silver notices and offers to take care of it.

Read it on AO3.