The Sherlock Kink Meme

Hey Nonny *HUGS*

Oooof I feel you on never winning auctions, LOL. I got lucky last year, hahah.

Ahhh, I don't recall specifically a prompt blog even though I feel like I've been told a few times, LOL. I know some writers come to my Writing Prompts tag for fic ideas so you're always welcome to submit them here, but I do know some authors DO take writing commissions, so this here is a callout for any of those authors who would like to do a commission or a prompt for Nonny, OR if anyone has a place they can submit prompts for fandom authors to peruse!! <3

Would invite nonny to post their idea and tag some peeps? Or even send an ask with the idea ... ? I adore fic prompt ideas and stash them like a dragon for later.

A 221b ficlet for @discordantwords​, who was so excited over this @sherlockkinkmeme​ prompt, I decided to write my first ever fic to fill it. Well, that didn’t happen (yet). The story has been sitting in my drafts folder for a long, long time, but I wanted to share a bit for her just because. Thanks for being such a bright light in fandom, friend!

Also on AO3

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“There is nothing more deceptive than an obvious fact.”

Sherlock Holmes, The Boscombe Valley Mystery

John looked at the old man as he held up another DVD and fought the smile threatening to take over his face in vain. “Jesus, Sherlock.” He shook his head. “Have you come to torment me?”

He reached over and tugged at the white beard. So fake, Sherlock, really.

It didn’t move. John pulled harder. And oh Christ, it wasn’t coming off. It wasn’t coming off. He yanked one more time, in disbelief.

The old man cried out in pain. “What are you doing? Stop that, stop!”

John backed off, horrified. “Oh my god, oh god. I am so sorry.” He was wrong. It wasn’t Sherlock. He covered his eyes with a shaking hand and steadied himself against his desk with the other. Relief, mortification, and above all, bitter disappointment flooded his body. He willed himself to calm down.

A hand rested on his shoulder. “No, doctor. I am the one who’s sorry.”

John stilled. He knew that voice, dammit. He uncovered his eyes.

The old man looked at him closely. The side of his mouth quirked up. He reached up and pulled off the hat and the manky wig with it. He shook out his black curls.

“Hello again, John.” Sherlock smiled.

BBC, Sherlock/John and Sherlock & Janine.

Green.

The word green was used to convey a great many things. Illness. Envy. Inexperience.

Standing there amidst Janine’s chattering bridesmaids, watching Sherlock furrow his brow and study fabric swatches, watching him smile and simper and flirt, John thought it a remarkably apt colour choice. Because he felt quite sick to his stomach, he feared the source of said sickness might very well be jealousy, and he had absolutely no idea at all what to do about it.

Or: Sherlock needs to fake a relationship for a case. He doesn’t ask John.

In which we reach the end.

What started as a fun prompt fill for the @sherlockkinkmeme turned into a fic odyssey that took me more than two years. I’m both happy and sad to have finally reached the conclusion.

BBC, Sherlock/John and Sherlock & Janine.

So, I see that m’buddy @iwantthatbelstaffanditsoccupant mentioned me on the @sherlockkinkmeme and went to see what was said, as I’d commented previously on the fact that I got a ‘hold up thar, little tumblr-user, there might be naughty bits up in here’ warning and had to click ‘yeah, I’m an adult and can decide for myself whether or not I see naughty bits, tyvfm’ button to see the blog.  (This was AFTER the 17th, mind you.) Okay, good.  

NOW? Well, now on my PC version and the mobile version, I cannot go to that blog.  Also, on the PC version, the notification that I’ve been mentioned doesn’t show, at all.

On the PC I get a writhing, seizure-inducing, flashing/swirling black & white screen with the words: “This Tumblr may contain sensitive media.”  and the ONLY choice offered is for me to click ‘Go to my dashboard’ below it.  No click-through, no way I can see the page, and the address now reads: https://www.tumblr.com/safe-mode?url=https%3A%2F%2Fsherlockkinkmeme.tumblr.com%2F

Yeah, enforced ‘safe mode’.  *heavy, angry sigh*  And the place we used to be able to turn that shite off is gone.  Can’t find it ANYWHERE.  Of course.

On the mobile, I get the click-through option, but it let me have a brief glimpse of the page before shunting me back to my dash.  

BBC, Sherlock/Everyone