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    One night in the shower, after John found out about Sherlock's... kink, he impulsively wrenched the handle around to cold.

    It was worse, when it was John.
    It was better, when it was John.

     

    (no actual dead people or sex therewith)

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    11 Feb 2014

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    The door wasn't locked. He stopped just inside and drank in the flood of data, like the first rush of a cigarette after weeks without, or the even sweeter rush of heroin. (Post-Reichenbach)

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    01 Feb 2014

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    "This is why you didn't tell me, isn't it," John said.

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    01 Feb 2014

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    When John needs to return to Mary and pretend to feel love when he does not, he turns to his best friend for a lesson in lying.

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    29 Jan 2014

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    In which Sherlock Holmes locates his heart, John Watson learns what it's like to burn, and there is no darkness that cannot be made bright.

    ' "Really, Watson, you excel yourself," said Holmes, pushing back his chair and lighting a cigarette. "I am bound to say that in all the accounts which you have been so good as to give of my own small achievements you have habitually underrated your own abilities. It may be that you are not yourself luminous, but you are a conductor of light. Some people without possessing genius have a remarkable power of stimulating it. I confess, my dear fellow, that I am very much in your debt." ' - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, "The Hound of the Baskervilles"

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    27 Jan 2014