#balletlock

Finally, after all this time, here's the chapter all the drama, heartbreak, misunderstandings, confessions and feelings have built up to. Here's what all of you (and the boys as well 😏) have been waiting for since the start…

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Chapter 22: Bound to Lips' Touch

(As a "warning" of sorts...this chapter earns its E-rating. 12k of almost only very emotionally charged smut...)

summary:

If he was honest, he knew exactly what the difference was between all his former experiences and...this. He thought he had taken it into account in his equation though. Deep within, Sherlock had always known that he loved John Watson. … And there it was, the reason for his nervousness. Never, never, had he had a lover like John. John cared for him. He cared for John. This wasn’t merely sex — this was about so much more…

(or read from the start here : X )

Day 7

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prompts: routine | colorful | energy and

picture prompt: by @fluffbruary <3

fandom: BBC Sherlock

A/N: first i struggled with finding anything to write to these prompts and suddenly i had an idea where i could use all of them??? wth?? i don't get my brain. also: I AM SO SORRY FOR BEING SO LATE!!!

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John was in detention. He was the only one there and his teacher had left the room twelve minutes ago and still hasn't come back. Maybe she had left the school building already. Who knows.

Now John was sitting there, long done with his stupid assignment, letting his lazy gaze drift out of the window. The rain was absolutely pouring and John made a face when he thought about biking home in this weather.

Just this moment his teacher came back. "Done with your assignment, Mr. Watson?"

"Yes. Can I go home now?"

"No, you know you can't."

"Yeah, but don't you wanna go home as well, Mrs.?"

"Well, I suppose I couldn't help it, if you went to an extremely long bathroom break..."

John Watson was already on his way out before she had even finished her sentence. "Thank you so much, Mrs. Hudson! See you Thursday!"

John jumped outside and headed to his bike behind the rugby field. He kept his head low, so his hood would protect his face but suddenly he saw a movement out of the corner of his eye. He turned and... couldn't believe his eyes.

There was a boy... dancing?! On the rugby field?! WITH AN UMBRELLA IN HIS HAND???John was about to open his mouth and yell at the boy if he had gone insane, when the boy jumped, making a split in the air.

Has anyone written any balletlock based on this yet? If not, I will be prepared to beg until they do. (In case the link is not accessible, it's angelin preljocaj's le parc at the 2024 prix de lausanne, aka the most romantic pas de deux ever)

Hi Nonny!

... OF RUGBY, BALLET, AND OTHER PROOFS THAT OPPOSITES ATTRACT

John had been trained to tackle. He'd been trained to run, to toss, to throw ...

Not to hold onto the elegant, lithe form of the most intelligent and posh boy in school. John was terrified as he raised his arms and prayed he kept his balance.

He was losing it ...

Sherlock Holmes slipped from his grasp. Sliding down and rolling off his back like a duck into water.

The fact that they had been paired together was a complete puzzle to John. He rubbed at his wrist before offering his hand to help Sherlock rise again. He accepted. But gave John a look that spoke volumes ...

Shit.

He had disappointed him again.

John was not a quitter.

If everyone in the school was required to participate in this bloody play ... and if Sherlock Holmes could stand to put up with a few more tumbles .... he swore he would learn the moves to do this part justice!

Sherlock was giving in his all ...

It was time John stepped up his game!

John had never realised before, just how much work went into dancing ... Or how stunning those eyes could be when he nailed the hold at long last and even stuck the landing!

This might be a drug ... and if so ...

He was addicted.

Balletlock Study No.1  Digital art in Procreate using multiple reference photos Please don’t repost elsewhere without permission!

(the composition is not mine! Inspired by a photograph, and the architecture details certainly were traced for lack of patience)

Was hoping to wrap this up at the end of the weekend but things got hectic so I finished this up tonight… Lots of balletlock and dancerlock drifted across my dash last week, and I have wanted to have a go. Love the image of a young Sherlock with all his curls and grace and drama working at grand battements at the barre. Also love the image of him conquering London even then (As opposed to my own experience in a basement studio for two semesters in college…).

Definitely returning to this subject in the future. For someone who usually draws faces and gets bored and gives up on everything else (and hence never improves, alas), this study was an exercise in patience and all things I’m not good at. Because why not push a little while I’m still in my muse’s good graces?  (She says as she jinxed herself…)

Sticking the Landing by SweetMandolins

Johnlock Love Letters #2266