#ballet!lock

[sherlyberry]

johnny and shelly

[loveismyrevolution]

Chapter 8: 21 Guns

summary:

When Greg handed him a cup of tea John looked up at his friend and was met with a tentative but friendly and open smile. He saw that Greg had already changed his formal Yard-attire to his more comfortable private clothes. Frowning, he looked at the cup in his and then to the sink, where the dirty dishes had miraculously vanished. Greg must have had enough time to do all that and John hadn’t noticed anything, too engrossed in the email he had been reading, too lost in his mind. Was that what Sherlock had always felt like when lost in his mind palace? Did John miss him that badly that he was already taking over habits. Just great, apparently his whole damn life was taken over by the man. But then, what was new about that?

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[221bsecrets]

#9 - A secret passion

Summary: John is coming home early... 

(one shoot - 221 words)

John was supposed to stay at Harry’s place for the night… But with Harry being her sweet-not-sober-self, he decided to go back to Baker Street before he said something that he may or may not regret.

As he was going up the stairs to his room he heard noises coming from the living. Deciding that a cup of tea and his flat mate's company may be just what he needs to forget the not so great evening he opens the door.

A soft light was warming the room while soft classical music was coming from a computer. His computer. But for once it wasn’t what he saw first.

Sherlock was in the middle of the room in sweatpants and t-shirt dancing. More than just dancing, it was ballet!

Using the mantelpiece as support he was doing graceful pliés. Then his long body performed pirouettes and entrechats… Following the beats of the melancholic music, his mind blind to anything but his surroundings. His body, pliant to his strong will, was now doing jetés and écarts.

Closing the door quietly, John left Sherlock to his training. Pleased to know that his friend's (beautiful) body wasn’t just genetic but probably from years of training but a little sad that he never talked about it…

He went to bed smiling, dreaming of a young Baryshnikov.

If you haven’t seen the movie ‘White Night’ go for it! It’s a really good one :-)

Beta read by @notjustamumj

Originally #87 of : https://archiveofourown.org/series/752661

[morgendaemmerung89]

art for @loveismyrevolution

a bit of ballet!lock was requested

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[ink-clown]

Ballet!lock WIP :D

I’m really enjoying working on this little thing <3

[zigster-ao3]

Anyone in need of some warm-weather distraction on this snowy day? How about a balletlock fic set in Brooklyn in the summertime with Ballet dancer Sherlock and Jazz pianist John? Bonus: Stoner landlady Mrs Hudson, also moonlighting as the matchmaker. 

Brooklyn Heat, Summer Jazz on Ao3 

[joanacchi]

“Come to Speedy’s, wear the tutu”

Ok so I made this for a quick challenge for my Sherlock facebook group and this is how it turned out hahaha......... I have no idea the circumstances that led to this image 

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[sherlockkinkmeme]

Prompt #253

BBC, Sherlock/John

Ballet!lock. When John becomes the rugby captain, he decides to do an Ali, and makes the team take dance lessons to improve their agility. There he meets the lovely student Sherlock Holmes, who helps Mrs Hudson teach her dance classes.