watson and sweetie

Ok but guYS

I JUST REALISED WHY JOHN IS MAD AT SHERLOCK

HE WAS NOT THERE YET WHEN THIS HAPPENED

Originally posted by rumplestiltskin

NOR HE WAS AT THIS MOMENT, WAS HE?

Originally posted by mockingjay

HE APPEARED IN THIS EXACT MOMENT:

Originally posted by greencarnations

HE ARRIVED JUST TO SEE HIS DYING WIFE ON THE FLOOR, BUT DIDN’T KNOW HOW IT HAPPENED.

THAT’S WHY HE BLAMES SHERLOCK

HE DOESN’T UNDERSTAND IT’S NOT HIS FAULT HE COULDN’T KEEP HIS VOW.

SHERLOCK - :Sometimes, Too Much:
justjohnlockstuff’s Johnlock Christmas Exchange: Gift for johns-sweetie
Markers and pens on Mix Media Bond; PSCS3. (new window for hi-res) 


Sometimes the world was too much for Sherlock to handle.

A gift and a curse, his brilliant mind was, constantly absorbing the information of the world around him without fail. Every detail wanting itself to be seen or heard, demanding to be the first, screaming for Sherlock’s full attention over thousands of other loud voices. This white noise, he had learned to filter out long ago. But on these days – when there were no cases offered and there was nothing he could focus on but the constant stream of useless minutiae – these were the most unbearable.  

John, as a doctor and from living with the man for many years, was familiar with the initial signs of Sherlock’s inevitable downfall that would torment him for many days. It would make Sherlock irritable, unhappy and sometimes even dismissive of any help John would offer. Today he was exhibiting those signs: It always began with Sherlock frantically pacing the flat and tugging at his hair until he became so frustrated until he ended up flopped on the couch. That had been an hour or so ago, and now Sherlock was laying curled on his side on the sofa, his nicotine patch-covered arms wrapped around his thighs, holding his lower half tightly to his chest. A pained look graced his features and his breathing was heavy through his nose. 

Quietly, John put down the newspaper he was reading and made his way to the side of the sofa upon which Sherlock’s head lay. Without a word, John gently lifted Sherlock up by his shoulders, sat down, and situated Sherlock’s head upon his lap. With an approving grunt, Sherlock jostled himself into a more comfortable position as John’s hands hovered over him. Once Sherlock stilled, John rested one hand in Sherlock’s hair and one on his shoulder. Sherlock’s breathing immediately evened out, one of his hands coming up to rest near his face on John’s thigh, giving it a light squeeze in thanks. 

John never felt it helped much, but he always stayed as long as Sherlock permitted him, carding a hand through Sherlock’s hair and petting his shoulder gently. 

For Sherlock, however, the contact gave his mind something else to focus on, feeling John’s warmth soothe his soul. 


There you are, a cheesy ficlet AND a pic, aren’t you lucky! :D Ficlet is a bit rushed, sorry ;p So this year I really wanted to participate in a couple of the Sherlock gift exchanges going around on Tumblr… I was unfortunately late to apply to the other one, but I was able to join this one!! Wee! One is better than none I suppose. Next year I guess :p

As the title suggests, this was for the JohnLock exchange. I was assigned to johns-sweetie, who was pretty much okay with everything but specified they liked fluff and angst, TWO OF MY FAVOURITE THINGS TO DRAW YAY!! So how about fluffy angst with a side of pining!Sherlock (because it’s my biggest weakness)? Well that’s what came to my mind!

I wasn’t going to write up a ficlet, but it came to my head as I uploaded this, and rather than ramble on here, you can read that :p. But if it’s TL;DR… I have this headcanon where I think that sometimes Sherlock just REALLY finds everyday life just too much for him. Overstimulation of senses and whatnot. I can sort of relate - when I have a migraine or I am around too many unfamiliar people, I just cannot function. It’s truly awful. The comfort of a loved one often helps, but I usually suffer in silence since I live alone :p Wee.

Anyway, so then my poor pining!Sherlock just feels worlds better when John helps him through it. Because feels.

Anyway, I really hope you like it!! If you, johns-sweetie would like the hi-res non-watermarked version, please know it is available for you! Please note me and I’ll send you the download link :D 

Happy Christmas, everyone :)

  • Mary Watson: Say Mama, sweetie. Ma-ma
  • John Watson: No, say Dada! Da-da
  • Baby Watson:
  • Mary: Come on, say it! Mah-mah
  • John: Try it, Da-da
  • Baby Watson: …ma-da…mah-dah…
  • Mary: No, it's Mah-MAH!
  • John: It's DA-da, actually!
  • Baby Watson: Mah-dah…mur-der…MURDER!
  • Mary:
  • John: …what the f—
  • Mary and John: ………SHERLOCK!
  • Sherlock: *maniacal laughing in the distance*
  • Mary Watson: Say Mama sweetie…Ma-ma!
  • John Watson: No say Dads! Da-da!
  • Baby Watson:
  • Mary: Come on, say it! Mah-mah…
  • John: Try it, baby. Dah-dah…
  • Baby Watson: …Mah-dah…Mah-dah…
  • Mary: No, it's Mah-MAH!
  • John: It's DAH-dah actually!
  • Baby Watson: mah-dah…mur-der…MURDER!
  • Mary:
  • John: What the f—
  • Mary and John: ………SHERLOCK!
  • Sherlock: *manic laughter in distance^