Spelled The Way It Sounds |
Tick, tock, Reichenbach. http://archiveofourown.org/users/Shayvaalski |
“You’re doing well,” said Joan, stirring the silence.
Shameless genderbent PWP; Sherlock reacts interestingly to temperature play. Dom/sub themes and general kink.

Ylet reaches out one little five fingered hand and pets between Orr’s ears; Molly jumps a little. Irene smiles. Crosses one leg over the other and reclines back in the chair. In her chair, thinks Molly, a little mutinous, and stuffs her hands into her pockets. Orr hops over to her and hunkers grumpily against her feet, making peeved little rabbity noises under his breath.
The smile Irene gives Molly is all teeth, just like her langur daemon’s. Molly distracts herself by looking fixedly at Ylet, with his russet-red collar and hind legs, nosing around the office, occasionally sitting back on his haunches and huffing through his nose. Irene chuckles a little whenever he does, like they’re talking.
There are waves of I-don’t-like-them coming off Orr; Molly stoops and picks him up, then lifts her chin and says, “Sherlock won’t be in today,” and her voice doesn’t tremble at all. Irene leans back a little, looks her over.
“I’m not looking for Sherlock,” says Irene.
Orr goes very still, his heart pounding beneath the softness of Molly’s palm.
“Oh,” says Molly, and Irene murmurs, “Yes. Oh, indeed.”
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SHERLOCK COSPLAY - Still testing, but what do you think, guys!?
With
Imai as John
Fahr as Sherlock
Saya as Jim
and Wanda as Molly
(Photos by DaZero, Erdbeercupcake and Su Ehlers)
No but these are actually stunning.
(via notyourhouse-elf)
(Source: sandwichpress, via thebakerstreetboys)
Fandom: Sherlock (John/Sherlock)
[Breaking the Sex Mold, Trans!Sherlock, Asexual!Sherlock]
Description: When Sherlock asks John to help him get on anti-depressants, John doesn’t at first think any of it; after all, he wants to do what’s best for his partner. It’s when it becomes apparent than Sherlock is taking them for reasons almost entirely unrelated to depression that things get a bit, well. Complicated.
Excerpt:
Five weeks later an Erlenmeyer flask hits the far wall and John jumps, transitioning from a periodic and surreptitious evaluation of Sherlock’s mental state to much more immediate concern. He’s on his feet and into the kitchen in a matter of seconds to find the other man bowed over the kitchen table, palms flat, head hanging down between his shoulders, breathing hard. John approaches slowly, puts his hand in the middle of Sherlock’s back; Sherlock hunches away from it, shakes his head hard. Usually he leans into touch, sybaritic, and it’s John who has to extricate himself.
“You alright?”
A harsh bark of laughter and pale eyes lift, water-colored, to slam into his. There is nothing dull or tired about them, and they drag over John’s face and he feels exposed, all his secrets laid out in front of Sherlock, like he is being disassembled, and if this is him healthy then John would really prefer—somewhat uncharitabley, he knows—that Sherlock was still unwell. He looks unusually white, and more than that, he looks furious. Almost betrayed, and when he straightens up John notices that there is something terrifyingly delicate about the way he holds his body.
Eee!
Thanks darl <3
Fandom: Sherlock (John/Sherlock/Mary, John/Sherlock)
Description: Twenty plus years, three weddings, some funerals, elephants, rats, a wet cat, a very lumpy cake and criminals. Or, John Watson, a life well-lived.
Excerpt:
“I kissed John,” Sherlock said.
“Oh?”
“I’m sorry.”
Mary squeezed John’s hand. “You can kiss John if he wants you to. He’s hard not to kiss. ”
For anyone who missed or glossed over the conversation Holly and I had late last night—you must read this. Now.
This may have been the moment when, inside my head, that I committed to this show.
(Source: hulkbomb, via hollydiggity)
look at us both
Guh.
Just. As problematic as this scene is it resonates with me deeply—to love a person you’re almost frightened to love, because your sexuality doesn’t match up with their gender, and it challenges every goddamn thing about yourself.
(via megasilly)
16 pills
Your EYES, John. Unf.
i don’t understand this picture, but i sure do like it.
| Me: | I'm gonna grab lunch. (You make such a good Jim.) |
| R: | Have good food. (And thanks) (...I think.) |
| Me: | It's a compliment. Sort of. |
| R: | Kinda. "You do batshit insane very well, congrats on that." |
| Me: | "You seem like you've lost your mind. Good job!" |
| R: | "I'd like to complement you on the horrifying way your mind works. Have you considered a professional life of crime?" |
| Me: | "You make me lose sleep. Congratulations!" |
| R: | Heh. At least I'm taking you down with me. |
| Me: | Like a goddamn lead balloon. |
This is what it’s like, Molly realises. This is what it’s like to be really, truly important to someone.
More femme slash yes good.
HDMLOCK ☼ Mycroft Holmes and Lord Asriel aren’t exactly the best of friends, and sometimes, their personal vendettas have consequences on their professional lives. (requested by anonymous).
Not sure what’s going on but I like it.
(Source: skyfallat221b)
…so. Um. Blue and I were rewatching Scandal; did anyone else notice that the painting (in the scene with the American holding Mrs. Hudson captive, as Sherlock enters) has an M monographed into it with darts?
Did Sherlock do it in a fit of pique, or does Moriarty just periodically break into their flat?
Anderson and Sgt. Sam Donovan: Secret Advanced Strength - strong enough for a man, pH balanced for a woman.
(Others in this series: Holmes & Watson, Moriarty & Moran, Holmes & Lestrade)
Mother Mary come to me
For I am a wicked child
I have sinned and I am so confused and
I am a wicked childI am a wicked child
always relevant to my interests.
(via tobie1kenobi)
simple pine, oak, grand magnolia, he said
they frighten him, that what they hold in their silences
...
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guaranteed to make your friends shit themselves
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Sweep of skirt against knee.
Hike of knee against horse. Legs
bare against his belly. Watch. /Watch./ The twist
of reins in...
I was going to be angry about how much shorts cost but
then I saw some women’s shorts

“Keep your daughters (and sons) away from Southwark”
beautifulthingsthathurtsogood:
I am literately crying.
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