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"What's wrong?"
Martha Hudson filled the kettle and placed some of her biscuits on a plate. Every now and again she glanced through the open door to the man sitting in her living room. She sighed again. When the tea was ready, she placed it on the tray beside the biscuits and went over to Sherlock. “Sherlock dear, you have to eat. Tell me you ate something today?” The man lifted his gaze and blinked at her in confusion, as if he had no clue where he was or what he was doing. It was quite possible that he really did not know. Mrs Hudson sat down next to him and placed a hand on his back. Sherlock had come down to her about two hours ago, and was now sitting in her flat like a statue, not moving, not speaking, looking utterly lost. “Sherlock, what's wrong?” she asked in a gentle tone. Sherlock blinked again and slowly, so slowly, turned his head. He frowned, then he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, he looked shattered, utterly broken and forlorn. “I love him,” he said eventually, in a low and distant tone, as if he was bewildered himself. Mrs Hudson's face fell with this confession and she stroked Sherlocks back in a reassuring manner. “Oh dear...” Sherlock put his elbows on his knees and placed his face in his palms. “I'm in love, Mrs Hudson...” His voice cracked, and he looked completely broken. Her chest tightened at the sight and she searched for words to soothe Sherlock, when he continued. “I fell for him, exactly one year ago.” He took a deep and shuddering breath. “The night we met. The night he saved my life. And I'm still falling. One year, Mrs Hudson. And every day, every single day, I look at him, and I love him a bit more than the day before. And it hurts.” His breathing was fast and rough, his entire body was tensed and positively trembling. “It hurts... and it's not getting better. When will it stop? Is it ever going to stop?” His eyes were red and he was looking so desperate, so done with everything. Mrs Hudson closed her eyes as she thought about all the rude and thoughtless comments of Sherlocks flatmate. 'Not a couple,' 'Not gay' and so on. She closed her arms around the broken man and shushed him, rocking him gently back and forth. “Maybe it will never end, and maybe it will continue to hurt. But you will learn to live with it. You will learn to love him in your own way, to live with him and for him. And on the days you think it is too much, I will be there for you, and you can talk to me. Remember, that you can always talk to me...” She squeezed him tightly and lowered his head onto her shoulder, while the strongest man she knew, shattered into pieces in her arms.
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That statement in the last episode got me swearing in the library. The fUCK?!
when john said "professor james moriarty :)" on the shout-outs i almost threw my fucking laptop
the scene in sherlock and co that made me think "this podcast FUCKS" was when sherlock and john in one of the first cases are talking and john's trying to guess what sherlock's thinking and sherlock's like:
"cold."
"warmer."
"warmer."
"hot."
*kettle whistles*
*with an audible sly grin* "boiling."
*cue theme music*
Five Fics Friday: September 20/24
Happy Friday everyone!! It's a super special one today, as it marks the END OF YEAR FIVE OF WEEKLY FIVE FICS FRIDAY POSTS!!!
That's TWO HUNDRED AND SIXTY LISTS FOR BOOSTED FICS!!!
I can't believe I've done this for five years weekly, and I hope you've enjoyed them all that time! I'll post up the masterlist tomorrow for Year Five, so in the interim, make sure to give this week's fics some love! Enjoy!
SIGNAL BOOSTING
Debris by Monkeysock (M, 15,094 w., 14 Ch. || First Person POV Alternating, Case Fic, Sherlock Whump, Flashbacks, Guilt, Waiting, Hospital, Angst) –Sherlock becomes trapped under a load of debris when a building collapses on top of him. He waits for rescue. Everyone is different, they only know what they know. In the aftermath, everybody has a story to tell.
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Little Slices of Death by Enterthetadpole (E, 994 w., 1 Ch. || Friends To Lovers, Horror, Humour, Happy Ending, Case Fic, Romance) – Sherlock Holmes gets involved in a case where the victims and crimes that are eerily similar to the works of a certain horror author stories. Will he solve the case before the people around him die around him?
I Meet You There, and We Go by irisbleufic (E, 6,370 w., 4 Ch. || Alternate Universe || Aftermath of TGG Pool Scene, Grief/Mourning, Supernatural Elements, Established Relationship, PTSD, Neurodiversity, Disability, Character Death) – "I dream of what it's like," [Sherlock] says with difficulty, and the words taste right in spite of the fact that everything else tastes wrong, "when we leave this place." John is quiet for an unbearably long while (too quiet: no humming, no breath) before he lets his forehead drop to rest against Sherlock's, smudge of ash and grit and sweat mixed with something far too heavy to be tears. He presses one hand over Sherlock's heart, and there's warmth again. The promise dazzles him. It stings. "What's it like?" asks John, finally, his voice thick with the promise of rest.
The Scientific Method by NovaWasTaken1 (T, 11,883 w., 1 Ch. || THoB Divergence, Doctor John, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Headaches / Migraines, Sick Sherlock) – Dosing former drug addict Sherlock Holmes turns out to be just a little more complicated than an aerosol spray. An AU of Hounds of the Baskervilles, in which Sherlock's reaction to being drugged winds up being a little more than an anxiety attack.
Secondary Exposure by thesardine (T, 18,841 w., 7 Ch. || Whump, Tags to Be Added) – After twenty years, the killer who abducted John as a child has resurfaced. Now John and Sherlock must track him down before he claims another victim, and at the same time navigate the shifting nature of their relationship.
I originally started listening to Sherlock & Co for the plot and everything but do you guys understand how healing it is to hear a really healthy relationship between a canonically autistic guy and a neurotypical guy where they both just… accommodate eachother. Neither is played for laughs, both work really really hard to understand the other it’s just. Perfect. Yeah man I’ll give you a hug to help you ground yourself, yeah I’ll try and make jokes around you to show you I’m working hard to understand you, “You bring your ear defenders?”. FUCK man, I’m so used to seeing these kind of relationships get written so poorly and I end up feeling so let down, yet here I am grinning in public whilst I listen to these guys oml