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That feeling when I see the sun rising outside my window and I realise that I've once again spent the entire night reading Johnlock fanfiction and/or the original Sherlock Holmes stories once again.
Self care is writing fan fiction that you are the sole target audience for.
Absolutely obsessed with the headcanon that Watson sings like an angel and Holmes can't sing for his life.
Does anyone else just occasionally miss the Victorian intimacy of calling someone by their first name?
Guess what? That "historical kick" hasn't ended. Infact, it has gotten worse. I have been introduced to the world of Victorian era bare-knuckle boxing, also called prize fighting, and I can't stop imagining Watson finding Holmes in one of the illegal fights. Considering the hints to Watson being interested in gambling and placing bets at one point or another and Holmes shaving a decent talent in boxing in ACD canon, I am now also imagining a possible fanfic where Watson goes to one of these underground fights one night and finds Holmes there...Oh, someone stop me, please, I already have enough unfinished stories in my drafts.
So, I've been a bit of a historical kick again in doing research for a Johnlock fanfic I'm considering writing...And I now can't stop thinking of Watson secretly working as a Resurrectionist. Honestly, I'm just imagining he and Holmes meeting in a graveyard by accident one night because Holmes is investigating a case and Watson is illegally digging up a corpse, and it's the most adorably awkward thing.
I cannot stress how much I agree, and love this man.
So much to love, but red-headed league highlights:
- Holmes calls Watson “my dear ___” at least 3 times—twice within like the first 15 minutes of Watson showing up
- The boys are giddy to be together working this weird case, which is extremely clear because:
- Holmes WIGGLES IN EXCITEMENT
- The two of them look at each other and burst out laughing
- Holmes sees Watson trying to deduce the client and smiles fondly
- They go on a date to hear music and Watson apparently spends the entire time watching Holmes and thinking about his poetic side vs his rational side (and clearly loves and respects both). He throws in heaps of praise for his violin playing and composing while he’s at it
- they finish their date and Holmes is like “You have to go? :(“ and Watson is like “Yeah, I guess I should :(“ but then Holmes is like “but come back late tonight for danger adventure?” And Watson is like “literally my life is so boring, what time do you need me? :)”
- They finish their danger date with a nightcap at Baker St
Shoutout to my English teacher who’s letting me do my “Shakespearean love letter” assignment as a letter to Holmes from Watson