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I’ve gone back into my archives and these are my fav all-things-Halloween fics from the past! (This is list is both too long but also probably missing great fics)

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The Haunting of 221B Baker Street by earlgreytea68

In which Sherlock Holmes is a ghost. ~10.5k

The Ichor of Talos by Nikoshinigami

Going to be published as a book, link unavailable now - I’m still going to rec it though! After being falsely convicted of the murder of Sherlock Holmes, Dr. John Watson is sentenced to confinement and the constant companionship of a hologram of his victim. ~60k

the shape of the shadows that detach from the walls by wendlaa

Sherlock hasn't met John yet and dies, becoming a ghost. One day in the After he meets John & realises he can see him. ~13.5k

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Slender: However Improbable by philalethea

Six months after The Fall, John is falling apart. A tall, thin man in a black suit begins follow him. Creepy. ~33.5k

The Halloween Party by XistentialAngst

Sherlock and John attend a Halloween party on the trail of a vampire killer -- Sexy costumes, bad puns, danger, sex in hidden places. ~19k

The Curious Wine by songlin

John is a werewolf, Sherlock is a vampire, Sherlock in 'charge' of making sure John behaves when he turns. ~15k

Johnloctober (Chapter 1: As You Wish) by prettysailorsoldier

Sherlock and John at a Halloween party, previously met at a coffee shop, they end up playing seven minutes in heaven  ~6.5k

Mary by kinklock

Based on Rebecca. John 'mourns wife meets and marries Sherlock & brings him back to mansion. ~136k

Johnloctober (Chapter 22: Go Get 'Em, Tiger) by prettysailorsoldier

Sherlock goes on a date with Victor to a Halloween party. John gets jealous, gets a costume, crashes the date, and confesses his feelings. ~9k

Into the Light by Besina

John is a ghost inhabiting Sherlock's fleshlight. ~1k

Shiloh by FinAmour

1969, Jacob meets Shiloh, a ghost, However, the two of them have always been in each other's lives, in every life. ~5k

Change by MoonBeams

Sherlock is bitten by a werewolf, Mycroft wants to lock him away, and he has to deal with feelings for John. ~54k

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the napoleon by darcylindbergh

Halloween, 1989: John and Sherlock both have big plans for the night, but some serial killers have the worst possible timing. ~25k

Let's Say I Let You by Inkedgeree 

Halloween. Sherlock's vampire costume is turning John on, but Sherlock doesn't quite get the idea of a sexy vampire. At least…not at first. ~10k

In arms that terrify and calm me by Salambo06

Around Halloween John goes to Baker Street and finds out that Sherlock is engaged with a beautiful man, gets jealous. ~22.5k

The Master of Latham Hall by Kryptaria

John and Sherlock solve murders actually commited by a vengeful ghost suffering from unrequited love. ~47.5k

Upon Whom Shall You Call? by May_Shepard

~A TAB-verse AU. After Holmes dies, Watson tries to move on. His maid, Jane, reports noises in the attic. Female ghostbusters. ~33.5k

House of Grief by Calais_Reno

Holmes takes the case of a woman who claims her house is haunted. He asks Watson to accompany him. ACD, Victorianlock. Creepy! ~18.5k

The Detective and the Demon by oreganotea

Pre-Slash Urban Fantasy demon!John Magic Realism. ~2.5k

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An Acquired Taste by kinklock

Sherlock is a vampire and he starts to feed off John and also turns into a bat. The fluffy virgin kind of vampire. ~26k

Allhallows' Affair by MindYourOwnBismuth

An All Hallows’ Eve Party. Unilock. Halloween. ~21.5k

Sure Shot, Or, In Which Lestrade Wearing A Shepardless Outfit Is of No Consequence by redscudery

Sherlock storms into the Yard Halloween party to find John, but there are consequences- body shots and awkward kissing. ~1k

Diguises by OTP221B

Sherlock needs to infiltrate a Halloween party. John fits the bill, and the costume. teenlock. ~2.5k

Johnloctober (Chapter 29: Kindred Spirits) by prettysailorsoldier

Sherlock comes face-to-transparent-face with the ghost of a WWI soldier, a uniformed man calling himself Captain Watson. ~8k

Master of Disguise by earlgreytea68

Lestrade hosts a Halloween party. John makes Sherlock dress up as a pirate, and John dresses up as Sherlock. ~4k

The Red Dianthus by kinklock

The boys investigate a mysterious disappearance in a supposedly haunted house, and get more than they bargained for. ~11.5k

Johnloctober (Chapter 23: Subtexting) by prettysailorsoldier

John trying to return a lost notebook, but the owner turns out to be one Sherlock Holmes. Texting fic. ~4k

TBJ by cwb

Sherlock turns John into a bat, and batjohn gives him a blowjob. ~3.5k

The Light in the Heart by cassyl

John is murdered. Sherlock the ghost helps him realise he's dead and solves his murder. ~6.5k

Ghost in the Water by bittergreens

After Sherlock’s death, John Watson refuses to move on. Sherlock has to intervene, even if it means coming back as a ghost. ~21.5k

Johnloctober (Chapter 3: It's a Date) by prettysailorsoldier

Kidlock, scary movies. John stays the night to protect Sherlock. A teenlock follow up where John takes Sherlock to a scary movie on a date). ~3.5k

The Boy Who Drank Stars by kinklock

John is cursed and meets wizard Sherlock who might be able to fix him. ~36k

Ghost Stories by SwissMiss

Sherlock's parents think he and John are a couple. They might be onto something. ~22k

The Trouble With Upstairs by anactoria

John and Sherlock haunt 221B. ~500 words

How to Leave a Haunted House by May_Shepard

Sherlock is a zombie in a haunted house and John punches him, but goes back to make sure he's still okay. ~1k

On Sleeping with Sherlock Holmes by gaytectives

sharing a bed, haunted house. ~7k

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Awkward Moments, Sexy Vampires, and a Halloween First Kiss by 221b_careful_what_you_wish_for

John and Sherlock are helping Molly decorate for a Halloween party. ~3.5k

Sanguineous Serendipity by CarmillaCarmine

AU. Vampire Sherlock meets a dying John in a field hospital in Afghanistan and gives him a whole new life. ~35k

Human Behaviour by toyhto

Vampire Sherlock wakes up after a nap and finds out that sixty-five years have passed. Also, there's a human living in his apartment. ~21.5k

Danger Nights by khorazir

An investigation of a series of strange occurrences leads John and Sherlock to the Welsh Marshes, to face ghosts weird and ancient as well as close and personal. ~23.5k

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it is what it is.

“What’ll be the title of this one, then?” Sherlock asks as he removes the red-haired wig from his head. He throws the wig cap away with wild abandon - he has at least four more - and ruffles out his curls. 

How they can remain immaculate is beyond John’s reasoning, but then again, not everything can be explained by logic or reason. That’s why he’s around. “’The Red-Haired Stepchild’?” John muses with a shrug. He rips off the fake mustache with a hiss - he thought that ghastly thing would come off cleaner - and rubs his upper lip. He sees Sherlock smirking in delight and throws the mustache at him. “I’ll come up with the title after lunch. Tea?”

“Please,” Sherlock replies with the tiniest of smiles. He falls upon his new chair, a more modern uptake of the same one lost in the fire, and puts his feet upon the table.

“Just going to check on Rosie first,” John adds as an afterthought before disappearing to the upstairs bedroom. He comes back down a few moments after; the coos and happy tone in his voice signal his return before Sherlock even sees his feet on the stairs.

By the time John and Rosie are in the sitting room, Sherlock is grinning and bright-eyed. He holds his hands out expectantly. John pulls Rosie closer to him with a pout.

“I’m her father, I get to see her first,” he reasons before planting kiss after kiss on his girl’s head. She kicks with glee and flails her stubby arms.

Sherlock crosses his not-so-stubby arms and glares at the sight. “Well, I’m her Papa,” he argues, “and she’s still getting to know me.”

“You’re also her godfather- hang on, did you just say “her Papa”?” John asks with a baffled look. He swears he sees an embarrassed blush, but Sherlock hides his face before John can confirm the sight. “I thought we agreed-”

“Yes,” Sherlock says quietly, sounding disheartened.

“Did you really think I’d change my mind on who you are to Rosie?” John presses, stepping closer, still holding his daughter. Sherlock doesn’t look up until they’re only a foot from him. Then, John takes a deep breath and says, “It’s ‘Dadda’ or nothing.”

“That doesn’t make any sense!” Sherlock says, throwing his hands up. Rosie jolts in John’s arms, so Sherlock twiddles his fingers in reassurance. She smiles at him and makes a weak attempt to reciprocate. “What’s she going to call you, then? ‘Father’? Nice and approachable, not at all menacing-”

“I’m more Papa than you are,” John fights back, not answering the question.

“You’re her father, yes,” Sherlock explains. “Dad is most similar to that. And Dadda is too similar to Dad. Therefore, you are her Dad. Or Daddy. Or Dadda. Whatever comes first. Whayever she likes. I’m Papa.” Sherlock crosses his legs and looks at John with a raised brow. “End of discussion, John.”

John sighs, knowing there’s no use in fighting a petulant child. “Someone’s getting cranky,” John sighs with a roll of his eyes.

Sherlock furrows his brows. “She’s only just woken up,” he says of Rosie, “she’s happy as a clam-”

“I meant you,” John corrects. He passes Rosie over to Sherlock. “You need a cuppa before you start wailing and need a change.”

“Ha-ha,” Sherlock retorts. He grins when John flips him the bird over his shoulder. “Better that you don’t see that yet, Rosie,” he tells the infant in his lap while bouncing her. It amazes him that she’s already able to sit up on her own as she is now - with just a little support of his hand, of course.

He gives her a soft kiss to her forehead and stands, putting her safely in the pen play area they have assembled in the middle of the floor. He grabs a tiger plushie and wiggles it before her tantelisingly. She grabs it and begins gnawing on the tail. “That’s my girl,” he murmurs fondly before heading into the kitchen with a stretch.

“It’s nice, this,” John says when he hears Sherlock enter. His inquisitive ‘hmm?’ and surely-piercing gaze make John smile. “Coming home to. Well. This.”

“Yes,” Sherlock agrees, looking about the flat that they have rebuilt for their new life together. The one that should have been all along. “I agree, 221b is better suited with you back in it.”

“That’s not really what I meant,” John says, turning around. His hands touch the cabinet’s edge as he looks at Sherlock. “221b is nice. It’s home. But it’s what’s... who’s in it.” He nods out towards the sitting room. “Rosie.” He looks to the floor, knowing that the kindly, surprising, lovely woman below will be up to check on her goddaughter and hers boys soon. “Mrs. Hudson.”

John’s blue gaze settles on the man in front of him: tall, well-dressed, not at all the man who first deduced him in that lab. He’s softer now. More vulnerable. Scarred and scared in equal measure. And very, very loving.

“Sherlock Holmes, walking in the door with me, asking for tea,” John concludes. A half smile lifts his lips.

Ever embarrassed to be John’s choice, Sherlock looks at the ground to gather his thoughts. He approaches and closes the distance between the two of them. “Happy to demand a cuppa of you anytime, John,” he teases.

“Mhm, among other things,” John says. His smile grows.

Sherlock mirrors the expression. “I don’t think of sex as something demanded if it’s happily given, and I would say it is.”

“Not in front of Rosie,” John says quietly with a boyish giggle. Sherlock is grinning now, and it only makes John duck his head more.

“Oh, we still have months before we need to worry about what she sees or hears from us, my John,” Sherlock teases, coaxing John’s head back up with a finger to his chin. He plants a kiss on John’s lips that tastes like a long, familiar adventure: just the two of them against the rest of the world. He takes a few steps forward until their chests brush. John sighs through his nose against Sherlock’s cheek, pleased at the development.

Just as hands begin to drift to waists and belt loops, the kettle begins to whistle. “Damn the cuppa?” Sherlock asks against John’s lips. John raises a brow and turns around to attend to the tea. He fails to see Sherlock’s pout but smiles when he feels arms wrap around his middle and a forehead on his shoulder.

“Quit pouting,” John chuckles, “it’s only noon and someone needs to be put down for a nap before anything happens.”

Sherlock nips John’s shoulder playfully. “I don’t need a nap-”

“Talking about Rosie,” John tells him.

“Ah,” is all Sherlock can say.

John turns and hands him his mug of tea. Sherlock takes it, grateful for the warmth it gives. His hand lingers over John’s fingers before they fall away. His free hand takes John’s fallen hand and raises it to his lips. John strokes his cheekbone with his thumb, a soft, affectionate smile still on his lips. “Keep that up and the press’ll be onto us in no time,” John chuckles, taking his hand back so he can have his tea.

“Sod the press,” Sherlock huffs, leading the way into the sitting room. He moves his chair to face Rosie, and John moves his to face Sherlock. Rosie ignores them both, too enthralled with her tiger toy. “They get the narrative wrong all the time. They’ll say it’s some groundbreaking development or a sudden game-changer or-”

“It’ll make history?” John suggests.

Sherlock points. “Exactly, John.” He sips his tea - pure perfection, as usual. “When really, this has been a thing long coming. At least on my behalf.”

“Mine, too,” John assures him. He glances Rosie’s way. “Things just didn’t seem to happen at right time for it, though.”

“Except now,” Sherlock says, his eyes fixed on John.

“Except now,” John agrees, looking his way as well. “And things are okay now.”

“It is what it is,” Sherlock offers with a half smile.

“It is what we say it is,” John corrects, “and what we make it.”

The two of them raise their mugs with one hand each. Their other hands have found each other. They always seem to now that they have the chance to do so. And no one can take that away from them there, safe and home and together in that small flat on Baker Street.

just a little something to cheer people up. i hope it helps!

[cupidford]

Johnlock Love Letters

(AKA - JL3 Declarations of Love from fan fiction) #716

On Sleeping with Sherlock Holmes by gaytectives

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validate me by watching my video meta thing 👍🏽

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I’ve never made a video like this before so pardon my awkward rambling :’)

inspired by @ormondsacker’s video last night about John, and of course the inestimable rebs @quietlyprim, here’s 15 minutes of talking about Sherlock’s relationships and why he is the way he is when we meet him

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so after binging all the new fox + jules + grace + rebs content I wanna contribute thoughts even more, and also I think I have more Solidified Thoughts about Sherlock himself, so if I got up early and made a video about how Sherlock’s intellect + neurodivergence affect his relationships and how I hope that’ll be resolved, would anyone actually care?

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when you message two people on tumblr that you've had conversations with before but one hasn't replied in about a day and the other hasn't replied in nearly a week and you start freaking out about whether you're being obnoxious and whether your messages are even sending

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No one tagged me, but I really wanted to do the Sherlock s3->s4 comparison, so here you go. The top left picture was apparently taken December 29, 2013, and the bottom left is a bonus picture from a couple months before when I did an "edgy" Reichenbach photo shoot with my cigarette pen. The one on the right I took yesterday, so you can see how much hotter and gayer and more butch and confident I've become. I've also started dyeing my hair more, I've learned how to actually style it, and I'm dressing way better. We'll see what happens after series 4 I guess.