Looking after him, or rather, making sure he looks after himself.
Being his contact with John, because John still wants Sherlock to be okay, even if he doesn’t want to talk to him.
Being woken up by Sherlock searching through your clothes, throwing everything on top of you on the bed until he finds a silk scarf, which he takes out with him into the kitchen, slamming your bedroom door behind him.
“Oh did I wake you up? My apologies.”
Mycroft keeping an eye on you. You get annoyed at him for this until one day he sees you walking home in the pouring rain and picks you up. You say he can come in for tea but he declines and quickly leaves.
Sherlock playing the violin very loudly when he wants you to wake up. “Oh good you’re up, read this.”
Locking your bedroom door so Sherlock can’t get in. He quickly picks it so you install several different locks and puzzles to stop him from getting in. It turns into a little bit of a game so you don’t really mind when Sherlock shows up lying at the end of your bed one morning after spending the whole night trying to unlock your door. “I did it.” He says groggily.
Playing cards late at night. Sherlock insists on staying awake to wait for news so you stay up with him. Cards is the only way for him to keep you awake and focused (since you’re so competitive) so Sherlock is happy to play card games with you.
You invent games, puzzles and tricks to entertain Sherlock because a confused Sherlock is entertainment to you. Sometimes he pretends he knows the answer but won’t tell you (even though he doesn’t know).
Screaming at him when you’ve had enough, when you’re fed up of his attitude because you care about him and he usually acts indifferent. This ensues.
On the days when it’s too much for you and you’re crying and screaming at him to go away, Sherlock stays and tries to comfort you. Even though you appreciate the effort, Mrs Hudson’s tea and biscuits are much more helpful.
Sherlock telling you he actually does like having you around, even though you can be “a smug pain” sometimes.
Being Neighbours With John and Sherlock Would Involve
“Being Neighbours (and close friends) with John and Sherlock would involve” - Requested by anon
‘Fun’ Fact: I roleplayed as Sherlock for a year or so online and met amazing people who I don’t talk to anymore because they just thought of me as Sherlock and it got on my nerves a little bit
Sherlock banging on the wall between your two apartments at insane hours when John’s out because he needs help with an experiment so needs you to come over. When you ask him why he didn’t just text you, he says he did and you didn’t wake up. Obviously.
Writing your own blog so you and John often talk about your blogs and Sherlock just rolls his eyes and microwaves an eyeball or something
Giving John a key to your apartment one day and since then Sherlock often comes around for tea because Mrs Hudson and John are out.
Getting dragged into their cases and you end up taking photos for them. John uses some of them on his blog. You had to stop a bit because Sherlock was getting distracted by the camera
Receiving texts from Moriarty during the Great Game because he finds you interesting much to John and Sherlock’s annoyance
Yelling at Sherlock through the wall when he gets bored because it sounds like you’re being attacked. All you get in reply is “Bored” and more shots.
Going around for tea with them
Sherlock telling you to “For God’s sake shut up” and then being told by John to apologise so he goes around to your apartment but there’s a large sign on your door saying “Fuck off Sherlock” so he texts you instead
Actually being considered Sherlock’s friend in the end and they both value you as part of their group
I swear to god, if Lena somehow comes out of everything as a villain, it’ll be one of the most underwhelming bullshit that’ll ever come out of anything. Like, it isn’t going to be a betrayal that’s going to shock you, just leave you entirely disappointed because yet another character with so much potential is reduced to the stereotype of their name. I need a legitimately surprising plot twist if there ever will be one. No cheap deaths, no “a villain after all” bullshit. Just a genuinely surprising HOLY SHIT THAT HAPPENED plot twist that nobody really thought could ever happen.
They met in the place where their hopes intersected: the narrow alley between the bakery and the apothecary… Like a figure and its reflection, they each bore a gift in gloved hands, tied with a single red ribbon, and like that figure and its reflection, their steps faltered simultaneously at a sight and a sound from within the apothecary’s shopfront.
A New Year’s encounter between two unrequited lovers raises unexpected possibilities. A canon divergent fic exploring “what might have been” between Jack and Raisa (young Mr. Everdeen and the would-be Mrs. Mellark) in canon Panem.