Fandom: Sherlock Holmes
Summary: John might not be a master of deduction, but as he likes to remind Sherlock on the regular, he’s no idiot either. There is what the world thinks of Sherlock, and then there is what John really knows.
Well, most of the time. There's always something.
Or, five things John Watson knows for sure about Sherlock Holmes and one thing he completely misses.
Original Text: https://archiveofourown.org/works/27649865
🧡on AO3:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/35585695
Music: Ephemeris by Jodie Jenkins

Never Trust to General Impressions

Never Trust to General Impressions by thetimemoves

A Sherlock Holmes fic
Rated: Mature
Summary: The next day, they very distinctly did not mention it. Sherlock was almost entirely certain that all he felt about that was relief.  For a genius, Sherlock sure has trouble figuring out his best friend.
🧡on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/55903084
Original text: https://archiveofourown.org/works/11056260
Music: Freshly Made by David Kelly

Instruction Manual Not Included

instruction manual not included by JenTheSweetie

A Sherlock Holmes Story
Rating: Mature
Summary: “People would talk,” he tries, repurposing an old line, a shortcut to a recurring theme in their lives.
“They do little else.” John dutifully completes the circuit with a sigh. “Sherlock,” he continues haltingly, eyes falling back to his hands as he considers his words. “Would they be wrong, though, really?”
Original text: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54259006/chapters/137407714
🧡 on AO3:
Music: In The Breeze by Patrick Hawes

Tapestry

something right

time and time again

with both hands

let them

Rating: Teen and up
Summary:  People don't touch Sherlock Holmes, not like they touch other people.  Then he meets John Watson.
Music: Adagio For Strings by Jody Jenkins
Original Text:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/289734

A Study in Intimacy

Rating: Teen and Up
Original Text:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/14765999
Music by: Patrick Hawes

Closer

Summary: Aziraphale has never met anyone else who can so eloquently convey the embodiment of a nonchalant shrug with a quirk of their mouth alone, but Crowley succeeds in doing just that before getting up and sauntering off into the sitting room. Goodness, the sway of his hips when he walks is so unnecessary. A distraction that frankly shouldn’t be allowed.
He lasts thirty-seven minutes before rescheduling their ‘evening’ appointment to ‘imminent’ and informing Crowley there’s been a change of plan.
(or: Crowley stumbles upon Aziraphale’s private book collection, and revelations are had of the non-biblical kind)
Rating: Explicit
Original Text: https://archiveofourown.org/works/19239514
Music: Excursion by Christopher Slaski

Well Versed in Wanting

Well Versed in Wanting music Excursion

Rating:  Explicit
Original Text:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/20598830
Summary:  Crowley’s eyes flutter shut and he pictures that it’s Aziraphale’s hand in his hair. Imagines that Aziraphale is there with him, touching his curls and his chest. Crowley drags his fingers through the downy hair smattering his chest, then continues down, grazing over the slightly concave curve of his stomach and past his belly button. Stopping at the elastic waistband of his boxers— designer, of course, Versace, and the only clothing he still has on— fingers dipping beneath the fabric but not yet committing. Teasing.
He lets out a shuddery breath, eyelids fluttering against his cheek.
Crowley doesn’t give in to the aching desire to make that commitment yet. Instead he pulls his fingers from the waistband and lets his hand float back up his body to settle against his chest once more.
He pinches a nipple. Rolls it between his fingers. Stutters out another hot breath. His hips twitch.
Aziraphale’s name sits hot and heavy on the back of his tongue.
Music:  Soho Sleaze by Chris Warner

Imagine Being Loved By Me

Rating: Teen and Up
Original Text:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/19969099
Summary:  The looming threat of searing pain and the memory of blood pouring out of his mouth is enough of a deterrent to keep Crowley from ever daring to attempt saying the word Love again but nothing -
not even God Herself -
could stop him from showing it.
Music:  Waltz On A Tightrope by Gerant Wunder and Dorothee Badant

it's high time that you love me

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