Sherlock is going to cup John’s face in his hands. John is going to clutch Sherlock’s lapels. Sherlock is going to gasp into John’s mouth. John is going to follow that gasp with his tongue. Sherlock’s head is going to fall back, exposing his throat. John is going to growl and mark it. Sherlock is going to grab John’s hips and pull him closer. John is going to run his hands through Sherlock’s hair and let the curls twine around his fingers. Sherlock is going to spread his legs. John is going to place his thigh between them.
You guys, I doubt they’re even going to make it to the bedroom that first time. It’s gonna be full on fucking in the stairwell or against the door or on the floor in front of the fireplace. They’re going to be THAT. DESPERATE.
somebody: i think you should let it go, sherlock is just a tv show it’s not that big of a deal me [pulls out powerpoint]:
sir arthur conan doyle brought sherlock holmes back after a break of 8
years because his fans back then were so furious after he killed him
off. people walked around with black armbands to mourn his death and a
woman attacked doyle with an umbrella for “the sin of killing off his
greatest character” i’M ALLOWED TO FEEL LIKE THIS IT’S BEEN LIKE THIS
EVER SINCE THE VICTORIAN AGE I HOPE THE NEWS KEEP TALKING ABOUT US FOR
THE NEXT 5 WEEKS I WILL WAIT 8 YEARS IF I HAVE TO IF THIS MESS WILL BE
FIXED THEN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A Land so Wild and Savage By: doctornerdington Words: 82,193 Chapters: 12/12 Rating: Teen Pairings: Johnlock, Jolto, Molstrade
In 1845, the HMS Erebus under the command of Captain James Sholto
departed England on a voyage of discovery to find a Northwest Passage
through the perilous arctic waters separating the Atlantic and Pacific
oceans. It was never heard from again. Five years later, Captain John
Watson of the Investigator sets sail to recover the Erebus and determine
the fate of Sholto and his men. Naturalist Sherlock Holmes takes a
berth on a scientific mission to catalogue arctic fauna. What they find
could strike a killing blow at the very heart of the British Empire.
It seems such a short time and such a long time we’ve been together. We can move in unison, almost easy as thought. That’s the sort of thing Sherlock has taught me to notice, I suppose. We move together like we always have done. Like we were made together.