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    “Hang on. You can’t seriously be trying to turn us away because we’re together.”

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    For this prompt on the kink meme: In the UK it is illegal for hotels to allow prostitutes to use hotel rooms for their business. As such, a recently married Sherlock and John get turned away from a hotel because the receptionist thinks Sherlock is a prostitute and John is his client.

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    20 Jun 2018

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    Sherlock is not a girl's name. What did he intend to say?

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    17 May 2018

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    “Mm.”

    “Yes, ‘mm’. Let’s infiltrate a mad eugenics cult, John, it’ll be wicked!”

    “You did agree to the wig,” Sherlock reminded.

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    17 May 2018

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    Cross-posting The 2017 Johnlock Advent art/fic collaboration I'm doing with chained-to-the-mirror and honeybeelullaby.

     

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    07 Apr 2018

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    There was no sleeping that night. And not due to the awkward stammering in the stacks of the library. Or the phrasing of what felt as a sudden dismissal. All Sherlock could think about was John's gaze on his neck, lips, reddening cheeks. How heated he felt under that gaze, how alone when John left. He was itching with desperation to not just be looked at but also touched. It was juvenile fantasy. But he was alone in his bedroom, it was past midnight, and he could indulge. He imagined John's hand reaching to touch his cheek, his fingers brushing his lips. He buried his head into the pillow and groaned. Could John ever see him like that, ever want him?

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    03 Apr 2018