#ace!johnlock quotes

[strangelock]

[Sherlock] half turned away. “Hugging. People never seem to want just to stop at hugging. Better not to start.” The hesitant, wistful note in his voice shattered some last barrier of inhibition. John reached out, pulling Sherlock down, into the curve of his arm, holding him tight against his chest. He wanted to reach back through the years and hold the messed up kid sitting by the Cutty Sark, too. “Look,” he hissed. “What people want is their business. Until it starts screwing with someone else. At which point they can stuff what they want, and start thinking about what the other person needs. I may not be a genius, Sherlock, but I’m neither an idiot nor your brother. I’m not bloody presumptuous enough to try to change how you’re wired. You’re you. So tell me where the lines are, and trust me not to cross them. But anything you want; suppose you ask?” With a determined wriggle, Sherlock snuggled – really, there was no other word to describe it – down against his chest.

from Breakfast at 221B by AJHall (2,885 words)

Ace!Sherlock from 2010 by an incredible writer with a fascinating ficography. Author’s summary: “Anyway. Enough of my embarrassing sibling brothel stories. Tell me yours.” A Sherlock conversation, over breakfast.

[strangelock]

It all made sense now. Sherlock hadn’t expected to have a reaction caused by physical intimacy. When he did, it must have shocked him. Now, he didn’t want any more physical stimulation, appalled by his body’s reaction. And John could deal with that. As long as that didn’t mean that he was about to be thrown out of the flat once again for being distracting. Because sexual attraction was nothing but distracting. John should know. Attraction in general was distracting. And he was attracted to Sherlock, had been since they first shared that cab to the crime scene with the pink lady. But that was not sexual attraction, it was more like he was intrigued by the man. And while he wasn’t classically good looking, Sherlock had this pale and lanky composition that, paired with dark curls and sharp eyes, made him hard not to look at. Perhaps it was all the contrasts that made him so fascinating. Soft lips, sharp cheekbones. Sharp movements, soft fingering on the violin strings. Pale complexion, almost black curls. Rude manners, almost angelic appearance when he relaxed. Intelligent in a scary sort of way when it came to most things, naive like a child when it came to others. All those things that made him John’s best friend, but also sometimes made him dizzy when trying to keep up with the man. He was all contrast, but no outlines.

from A Study in Floodgates and the Art of Tipping Scales (67,368 words, Part I of Floodgates ‘verse) by sincerely-chaos

This fic describes a beautifully nuanced, complex, neuro-atypical Sherlock. He stims, has panic attacks, formerly self-harmed, and has pressure sensitivities; it also involves sex, so heed those tags. It makes me want to start a new series of quotes for neuro-atypical Sherlock, for which this fic is a goldmine. (If anyone else would be interested, please shoot me an ask.)

This isn’t a typical Ace!Johnlock quote, but it touches on the Ace Spectrum in interesting ways, and I thought this quote captured some of that. John is not asexual, but he is experiencing asexual attraction for Sherlock, a phrase I’d never considered before this fic. Sherlock is very confused, operating on some confusing data and John thinks he can help: the sequence of action, reaction, observation, evidence, deduction, and confirmation or correction on both their parts is incredible.

[strangelock]

Sometimes Sherlock disappeared for hours, had done for days at a time earlier on, but things were different now. They’d been in danger, been kidnapped or surprised or had stumbled upon trouble, and neither of them were comfortable not knowing where the other was for more than a few hours these days. They were closer now, had become something more than simply friends, something other than lovers—no romance, no sex, not even hand-holding—and, though personal space was essentially non-existent for them, Sherlock had never made anything resembling a sexual advance and John wasn’t about to make any assumptions.

from Rooftop Confession by Random_Nexus [ AO3 | tumblr ] (2,514 words)

Non-sexual ace Johnlock, on a roof, in the rain, under a beach umbrella.

[strangelock]

7:32am Sherlock realizes that he was devaluing their friendship by thinking it could only be meaningful if they were romantically involved. He was doing exactly what so many people have done to him in the past, and it makes him cringe to think what would have happened if he had not realized this. Friendship was just as important as a romantic relationship. If John is willing to hug and is okay with openly admitting they love each other, then perhaps it is even better than a romantic relationship. Sherlock still thinks he would have liked knowing he gave John pleasure, but he can’t help but feel slightly relieved he will not have to endure having a sex life. He could probably put up with it a few times, but thinking about having sex regularly for a large portion of the rest of his life just seems tedious. But now all that is out of the equation and there is no need to keep fretting about it. It isn’t just friends, it’s friends.

from the Road Trip Series (part 4) by stupid_drawings (15,885 words)

Completely platonic, funny as hell, and wonderful

[strangelock]

'Normal couples have parties, you know.' 'Normal couples have sex, John,' Sherlock shot back, much to the scandal of an older gentleman passing them. 'I don’t think what normal couples do is of much use to us.' John smiled forcefully at the stunned pedestrian, who fled very quickly, then muttered, 'Can we not – do the whole sex thing in public?' 'Don’t be silly, John; we don’t even do it in private. And we’re not having a Christmas party.'

from Christmas Cruelties (Or, "The Gathering of Everyone I don't Consider a Waste of Space by orphan_account (1,589 words)

Cute slices of life for ace!Sherlock and John at the beginning of December where John says something casually and Sherlock picks at it.

[strangelock]

'I know what it is, to merely seek release.' 'As opposed to being intimate.' 'Yes. And with you, I want both, but not at the same time. And,' Sherlock smiled as the conversation grew easier, 'not during the same act.' 'Because sex, penetrative sex, at least, is not intimate?' Sherlock hesitated. This was where he was nothing like John. Perhaps nothing like most people. 'That’s merely getting my body to react according to its wiring. Satisfying base needs when they are present. I see little intimacy in that. In that sense, anything about my partner is irrelevant. But, sometimes, at least I think sometimes, with you, I can focus on what you feel, and I can feel it too… just for a little while, before it’s gone. But, when it’s there, it is a connection. I suppose that’s what it is people are made to feel… sexual people. But I have to work for it. It’s difficult to maintain focus. When I truly want to connect, it’s through my mind first, and then everything about my partner becomes highly relevant. It’s two completely different processes.' Sherlock was still unsure if John could understand. 'My libido is its own entity.'

from Outlier of the Set of Humanity (Robbery vs Burglary, part 2) by Iwantthatcoat [ AO3 | tumblr ] (2,228, WIP)

[strangelock]

'He’s not . . . ‘in love’ with me,' Sherlock protests. 'What would you call it, then?' He looks down. 'We are . . . devoted to each other. But neither of us want to . . . it’s not sexual.' She wants to argue that it’s still love, sex or not, but she also knows how hard it must be for Sherlock to approach her, to talk about this with her. She lets the silence fill the gap for a moment until she thinks of what to say. 'He didn’t know, then. He didn’t know why things weren’t working for us.' Sherlock’s eyes narrow at her. 'But you did.' Sarah sighs, purses her lips as she wonders how to explain it. 'I knew that you were the most important person in his life. That you probably always will be.'

from And Not Or by ShinySherlock [ AO3 | tumblr ] (8,453 words, WIP)

Nonsexual asexual!Sherlock and heterosexual John; homoromantic relationship discovery and negotiation. I’m really appreciating the pace and the difficult discussions which end up in good places. 

[strangelock]

'Forty minutes? Really Sherlock, you're getting slow,' a familiar voice said. 'Perhaps you need a skull or Doctor John Watson. Or maybe being dead is a factor.' Sherlock turned to face his brother. ‘Mycroft.’ 'You must have expected this,' Mycroft said. 'I was waiting for you to catch up,' Sherlock replied slyly. 'That thumb drive was you all over, wasn't it?' 'It took you twenty minutes to even look at the book shelves to begin with,' Mycroft said. 'Disgraceful.' 'As you said, I haven't my skull or John,' Sherlock said. 'And being dead requires an element of silence so as to not attract attention.' 'I won't ask how you managed to die without my help,' Mycroft said softly. 'But I will ask why you didn't bother telling me.' 'I walked into your little Sherlock trap, that's as good as telling you.' 'I mean before your death.' Sherlock scoffed. ‘You aren’t really… you’re not telling me that you cared?’ There was an excessively long pause that was simultaneously painful and profound. Somewhere in that moment, Sherlock received his answer, and the air of smugness sloughed off him. Mycroft straightened his tie and adjusted the point of his umbrella before speaking. ‘Even you can’t be foolish enough to assume I wouldn’t care that you died.’

from Series 3: Unfinished Business (Series) by dracox_serdriel (42,492 words)

I enjoyed the two stories in this post Reichenbach series (not complete); interesting case fics, even more interesting and mysterious female protagonist who challenges Sherlock, and great dialogue.

However, considering what I usually quote here I feel I should note that, while this involves asexual!Sherlock it doesn't involve any sexual or romantic relationships or discussions. Enjoy!