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You’ve Got Mail: A Johnlock Victorian AU by MorganeUK

Johnlock Love Letters #1861

“I’m okay Mycroft. Don’t worry.”  He smiles while his eyes remain dead of any emotion. “Of course, John is going to marry someone, he should, he’s going to be good at that. Being a husband and… whatever else comes with that.“  Eerily, he adds, "it’s better, no, not better, it’s good for him this way. He needs to connect with someone, he was kind of always a bit melancholic when he stopped pulling women, I remember…” It was so nice of him to stay with me, to be my friend. 

“Sherlock…” his brother tries to find the words without being able to reach for the younger man who was falling into his mind further and further. 

“Yes,” he mutters to himself “I’m really happy for him. I should write him a letter or something. Isn’t what people do My’?” 

In a soothing voice, the government man replies calmly. “Yes, this is was people usually do. Or a telegram… but… ‘Lock, you remember that… he does not know that you are alive."  

"Oh… right.”  That’s what I was missing. True. John thinks that I am really dead. “You’re right, of course. You have always been better than me in regard to these social  things, Mycroft. A letter for his, no, no, on their wedding day isn’t the best when… John and… what’s her name again? Oh yes, Mary do not know that…” He sighs and closes his eyes a second. “Mary. It’s a good name. A solid name. No fuss. Traditional. It pairs nicely with John.” Not like Sherlock. Show-off name. Cold name. Keeping his dismay and self-destructive thoughts to himself, the detective turns to look outside and forces a last smile on his reluctant lips. “It’s a beautiful day, yes, yes… I’m truly happy for him.”

Excerpt from: 4 Weddings and a Funeral (complete, 29k)

It's Sherlock Holmes’ Surprise Birthday Party Mega-Watchalong! 🥳🎂🎈

Fans of the Great Detective's have long celebrated his birthday on January 6th, and BBC Sherlock made the date unofficially-official for their version. (When they, uh, carved it on his gravestone.)

In honor of this momentous-ish occasion, let's spend the weekend watching our way through all of the Sherlock episodes. Three times!

BEGINS: Friday, January 5 at 1:00 a.m. UTC (London time) / Thursday, January 4 at 8:00 p.m. US Eastern (New York time)

ENDS: Monday, January 8 at 6:30 a.m. UTC / 1:30 a.m. US Eastern

Almost time for today's Sherlockiversary Party watchalong!

We’re watching A Study in Pink on Tuesday, July 25 at 9:00 pm UK time / 4:00 pm US Eastern time (convert to your date & time).

Be sure to arrive early in The Giant Chat of Sumatra Discord's #giantchat and have your copy of the episode ready to go.

When this countdown hits 0:00, we’ll all press play and watch the episode exactly 13 years after it was originally aired! (If you arrive late, the counter will be going up instead of down. Just fast-forward your episode to match it.)

Anthony and Cleopatra: here's the BBC version

As you like it: you'll find here an outdoor stage adaptation and here the BBC version

Coriolanus: Here's a college play, here's the 1984 telefilm, here's the 2014 one with tom hiddleston

Hamlet: The Kenneth Branagh 1996 Hamlet is here, the 1964 russian version is here and the 1964 american version is here. THe 1964 Broadway production is here, the 1948 Laurence Olivier one is here. And the 1980 version is here. Here are part 1 and 2 of the 1990 BBC adaptation. Have the 2018 Almeida version here.

Henry IV: part 1 and part 2 of the BBC 1989 version. And here's part 1 of a corwall school version.

Henry V: Laurence Olivier (who would have guessed) 1944 version. The 1989 Branagh version here. The BBC version is here.

Julius Caesar: here's the 1979 BBC adaptation, here the 1970 John Gielgud one.

King Lear: Laurence Olivier once again plays in here. And Gregory Kozintsev, who was I think in charge of the russian hamlet, has a king lear here. The 1975 BBC version is here. The Royal Shakespeare Compagny's 2008 version is here. The 1974 version with James Earl Jones is here.

Macbeth: here's the 1961 one with Sean Connery. Here's the 1971 by Roman Polanski, with spanish subtitles. Here's the 1948 www.youtube.com/watch?v=ljZrf_0_CcQ">here. The 1988 BBC onee with portugese subtitles and here the 2001 one). The 1969 radio one with Ian McKellen and Judi Dench is here and the 1966 BBC version is here. The Royal Shakespeare Compagny's 2008 version is here.

Measure for Measure: BBC version here.

The Merchant of Venice: here's a stage version, here's the 1980 movie, here the 1973 Lawrence Olivier movie, here's the 2004 movie.

The Merry Wives of Windsor: the Royal Shakespeare Compagny gives you this movie.

A Midsummer Night's Dream: have this sponsored by the City of Columbia, and here the BBC version.

Much Ado About Nothing: Here is the kenneth branagh version and here the Tennant and Tate 2011 version. Here's the 1984 version.

Othello: A Massachussets Performance here, the 2001 movie her is the Orson Wells movie with portuguese subtitles theree, and a fifteen minutes long lego adaptation here. THen if you want more good ole reliable you've got the BBC version here and there.

Richard II: here is the BBC version

Richard III: here's the 1955 one with Laurence Olivier, and here's the 1995 one with Ian McKellen. (the 1995 one is in english subtitled in spanish. the 1955 one has no subtitles and might have ads since it's on youtube)

Romeo and Juliet: here's the 1988 BBC version.

The Taming of the Shrew: the 1988 BBC version here, the 1929 version here, some Ontario stuff here and here is the 1967 one with Richard Burton and Elizabeth Taylor.

The Tempest: the 1979 one is here, the 2010 is here. Here is the 1988 one.

Timon of Athens: here is the 1981 movie with Jonathan Pryce,

Troilus and Cressida can be found here

Titus Andronicus: the 1999 movie with Anthony Hopkins here

Twelfth night: here for the BBC, herefor the 1970 version with Alec Guinness, Joan Plowright and Ralph Richardson.

The Winter's Tale: the BBC version is here

Please do contribute if you find more. This is far from exhaustive.

A Misdummer Night Dream: Here’s the 2013 globe production (the one with The Kiss, you know it)

From vivienlacroix:

Much Ado about Nothing: Here is the Free Shakespeare in the Park version with Danielle Brooks as Beatrice (From 2019)

Hamlet: Here is the 1921 silent film in which Hamlet is a woman (don’t get your hopes up though it’s extremely sexist and heteronormative)

A Midsummer Night‘s Dream: here is the 2019 National Theatre version (With Gwendoline Christie)

From partywithponies:

Here is the Shakespeare's Globe/Roger Allam/Colin Morgan version of The Tempest! (From 2013)

From ryfkah

"Двенадцатая ночь" (Twelfth Night), a Russian film from 1955 (with subtitles)

Twelfth Night (1986), a filmed version of an Australian stage production with baby Geoffrey Rush as Andrew Aguecheek

From chekovsphaser:

This drive has 4 Globe productions Midsummer 2013 and Tempest 2013 (Both above), and then As You Like It 2009, and Love's Labour's Lost 2010

From maa-pix:

Twelfth Night: the 1998 version, "Live From Lincoln Center" on PBS, directed by Nicholas Hytner, with Helen Hunt, Paul Rudd, and Kyra Sedgwick. Part One, Intermission interview with Nicholas Hytner, and Part Two. Also here. (Absolutely fantastic version, best I've ever seen.)

From everybody-dies-at-least-once:

Andrew Scott's Hamlet: Almeida (2018)

King Lear at Shakespeare Festival NYC (1974) w/ James Earl Jones, Paul Sorvino, and a young (very sexy) Raul Julia here

Then I made a Google Drive for the ones that I have that I haven't seen elsewhere on the list:

They are also all Globe productions: MacBeth 2020, Romeo and Juliet 2009, Romeo and Juliet 2019, The Merry Wives of Windsor 2019, and The Winter's Tale 2018.

And then finally MIT has this super cool repository of performances from around the world and some of them have videos https://globalshakespeares.mit.edu/

In my (unsuccessful) quest to find The Hollow Crown, I also found a few other of the histories, so here's Richard II with Sean Connery, Richard II with Ian McKellan, and a stage play of Richard III

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WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO TO ME, ANON?!

Absolutely not, this needs to be fixed.

John watched in horror as the door to Sherlock’s room all but slammed in his face. Though he was several meters away he could still feel the sting of the latch clicking into place like a cool slap across his cheek, the pain of rejection sizzling hot in his veins.

After all these years, all this time, all these bloody emotions and finally, John had confessed. It was the only word for it. He’d confessed his deepest, darkest, most terrifying secret he’d help in for so very long, only to find that Sherlock didn’t want to hear it. Sherlock didn’t want his feelings. Sherlock didn’t want him.

Were those three words ill-timed? 

Perhaps. 

Did that make them any less true?

Not even in the slightest.

But seeing… Christ, seeing those white rivulets of healed skin scattered across Sherlock’s back like a map of horrendous tortures he’d endured during the years he’d been ‘dead’, all in the name of keeping John safe… God, if it wasn’t sickening. If it wasn’t the worst sort of guilt John had ever felt in his life. It had been an accident, of course. Sherlock would never willingly let John see them. Just a single slip of that ridiculous silk blue robe and John had caught the whole story in the blink of an eye. The pain of it burned harshly in the back of John’s throat.

But it wasn’t just guilt. It was… it was completely and utterly gut-wrenching to know the things Sherlock had been through. For John. To know he’d gone through the worst of it, walked into Hell and come out alive, John wasn’t so sure he could handle that knowledge. Not when that knowledge also came with truths. Truths about what Sherlock had done. Truths about what had been done to Sherlock. Someone had laid their revolting, worthless hands upon that perfect, perfect body and now-

No.

No, this is absolutely not how this ends.

And before any final decisions had been made, John was storming toward the door at the end of that small hallway just after the kitchen inside 221B Baker Street, and tossed it open without so much as a knock.

Sherlock sat perched on the bed, head in his hands, the top of his dark curly head all John could see of his beautiful face.

“Go away,” Sherlock growled, not moving from his position.

“No,” John bit right back, his tone harsher than he’d expected it to be.

Which seemed to snap Sherlock out of his own irritation, head rising from where it lay in his palms, eyes wide with surprise. “John-” he attempted but that was as far as Captain Watson planned on allowing.

“No, you listen to me, Sherlock Holmes,” John barked out, Captain voice in full effect now. “You listen good and damn well, because I have something to say.”

Sherlock’s lips flapped momentarily before settling into a thin line, going white as he pressed them together and nodded once succinctly. 

John dipped his head in reply. “Good. Now, I want you to exit that little room in your Mind Palace marked I Can’t Possibly Believe John Loves Me right this minute. Are you doing it?”

The twitch of Sherlock’s lips made John’s shoulders relax minutely. “John, I don’t have-”

“Have you done it?”

“John-”

“Answer me, Sherlock.”

Eyes twinkling slightly, Sherlock acquiesced with a lift and fall of his shoulder. “I’ve done the equivalent of what you’ve asked,” he replied softly, a small shift of his gaze alerting John to the fact that he did now have his full, undivided attention.

“Good,” John glared. “Because this is important and I won’t have you hiding away inside your head for it. Are we clear?”

A small stutter of his breath was the only reply Sherlock gave.

John took it and ran with it. “I love you, Sherlock Holmes,” he said softly, voice losing all the hardness it had held previously, instead coming out tender and kind, full of the adoration and love he’d held so deeply for this man for so so long. “I have loved you every day for years before this moment, and I will go on loving you for far longer. And it’s not because you were hurt, and it’s not because you came back. It’s because I love you. I have no rhyme or reason for it, I have no grand explanation. It just is. I just am. And if that big brilliant brain of yours can’t fully understand that, then it’s absolutely not as bright as you make us all believe it is, because what I am telling you now is fact. How can one argue with fact?”

Those soft, pillowy lips parted in an almost comical expression of shock as John spoke, ever-changing eyes trained on John, emotions flitting across them in quick, sharp bursts; fondess, confusion, fear, pain, hope, want. There were too many to count, but it was the most John had ever seen within them and it drew him closer, his feet planting firmly between Sherlock’s, body settling itself between Sherlock’s thighs, hands coming up to lay against Sherlock’s cheeks.

“I love you,” John whispered again, letting his features show every emotion he was feeling as well, eyes focused on Sherlock’s with certainty. “I love you,” he said again, tilting Sherlock’s face in his hands. “I love you.” Sherlock went willingly, drawing his head back, offering himself to John in clear surrender, the final thing John had been waiting for - trust - flitting across his face with a single blink of his eyes. 

“John,” he whispered so brokenly John had no other choice but to close the distant, sweeping his lips delicately across Sherlock’s in the tenderest of kisses. Sherlock made a soft sound, face straining upward for more, chasing John’s lips again and they met once more, mouths pressing together again and again in chaste but heated touches, the promise of them holding fast within each caress.

“I love you,” John went to say again, though the words seemed to escape him, sticking in his throat as the phrase rolled off another’s tongue, Sherlock’s breath ghosting into his mouth with the words falling inside. “I love you,” Sherlock murmured again and John moaned quietly, reaching down for another kiss as Sherlock’s fingers closed around each of John’s forearms in an effort to keep him near. “I love you, John Watson.”

COMPLETELY HETEROSEXUAL FRIENDSHIP

“I’m okay Mycroft. Don’t worry.”  He smiles while his eyes remain dead of any emotion. “Of course, John is going to marry someone, he should, he’s going to be good at that. Being a husband and… whatever else comes with that."  Eerily, he adds, "it’s better, no, not better, it’s good for him this way. He needs to connect with someone, he was kind of always a bit melancholic when he stopped pulling women, I remember…” It was so nice of him to stay with me, to be my friend. 

“Sherlock…” his brother tries to find the words without being able to reach for the younger man who was falling into his mind further and further. 

“Yes,” he mutters to himself “I’m really happy for him. I should write him a letter or something. Isn’t what people do My’?” 

In a soothing voice, the government man replies calmly. “Yes, this is was people usually do. Or a telegram… but… ‘Lock, you remember that… he does not know that you are alive."  

"Oh… right.”  That’s what I was missing. True. John thinks that I am really dead. “You’re right, of course. You have always been better than me in regard to these social  things, Mycroft. A letter for his, no, no, on their wedding day isn’t the best when… John and… what’s her name again? Oh yes, Mary do not know that…” He sighs and closes his eyes a second. “Mary. It’s a good name. A solid name. No fuss. Traditional. It pairs nicely with John.” Not like Sherlock. Show-off name. Cold name. Keeping his dismay and self-destructive thoughts to himself, the detective turns to look outside and forces a last smile on his reluctant lips. “It’s a beautiful day, yes, yes… I’m truly happy for him.”

Excerpt from: 4 Weddings and a Funeral (complete, 29k)