Thorntonsheart

I am taking a page out of other authors books and doing a bit of self promotion! These are all Johnlock fics. Very nervous about doing this - you'll find me hiding in the corner! (June 2021) The drawings are by me too!

All by Thorntonsheart(AO3) (@thorntonsheart) (I can also be found on twitter as Thorntonsheart)

Huge thanks to @sherlockedcarmilla for their patience and support pulling this list together!

Crossed Swords, Rugby Balls and Beer

Mature/Explicit, 14.5K (Complete)

Sherlock keeps John company on a weekend away with the Army boys watching the annual Army/Navy rugby match. Drinks and laughter are shared.... and finally secrets.

“Yer…yer know whut, Johnnie?”

“What?” John asks, barely suppressing a sigh, obviously knowing Bobby’s drunken ramblings of old.

“Your Sher.. Sherlockkkk…is a very pretty man….. With the …” Bobby gestures at Sherlock’s cheekbones, “… an’… an’ the ….” Words seem to fail him as he gestures at Sherlock’s clothing.

“I think you’ve had enough to drink, Bobby.” John attempts to nudge Bobby’s drink out of reach but gives up without too much of a fight.

“Don’t … don’t you think he’s pretty?” Bobby presses, frowning. “I’m not really into blokes but….but.. Sher …. Sherly is a very pretty man.”

“Bobby….” John tries again, Sherlock notices that John is neatly avoiding answering Bobby’s question.

The Case of The Lonely Doctor

Explicit, 33.8K (Complete)

With Sherlock's help John embarks on series of blind dates, none of which really click....

“Perhaps I could help somehow?” Sherlock offers hesitantly, needing to be able to do something, to solve something.

“Find me a suitable girlfriend?” John jokes bitterly.

“I could do that. I’m sure I could design an algorithm that uses data to find you the perfect date.” Sherlock reaches for his notebook and pen, already scribbling down ideas, unaware of John staring incredulously at him. At the sound of John’s mug thunking on the wooden table top Sherlock looks up, raising an eyebrow in query.

“W..what?” John crosses his arms and bites at the inside of his bottom lip, studying Sherlock intently before arriving at a decision. “Oh, what the hell. Go on then."

A Ghost Of A Chance

Explicit, 12.8K (Complete)

A costume party, a ghost, a body and an admission.

Sherlock is fussing with his hair, trying to position a small pair of feline ears. He should look ludicrous, like some sort of poor drag queen kitten, but the drying up of John's mouth and the stirring in his groin would indicate that sex god would be a more appropriate description. John's gaze travels slowly down the length of Sherlock's lithe form, taking in every detail. His body is swathed in form fitting matt Lycra, every curve and dip of muscle sharply defined.

Never Judge A Book By Its Cover

Explicit, 52K (Complete)

John and Sherlock have to go to Brighton on a case.... as a couple.

“Surely my use of the word ‘partner’ was a rather large clue, brother mine?” Once again, Mycroft’s words are softly delivered but his growing irritation at Sherlock’s distracted attention shows in the minuscule downturn of his mouth. “You go as part of a couple; romantic, of course.” Mycroft sneers slightly at the concept before continuing. “You are relatively famous, that should be enough to entice someone into spending time with you. Surely some pretty young thing will be eager to spend time with the famous Sherlock Holmes and his infamous temperament; it will only be for four days, after all.” He has chosen his words with care, knowing they will get a rise from his brother and sure enough ….

“Pretty young thing!” Sherlock spits, his pale eyes suddenly blazing, full attention finally on his brother. “I don’t want some insipid person fluttering their eyelashes at me and simpering at my every word! What I want….” Sherlock trails off, aware that he has already said too much.

“Indeed.” Mycroft raises an eyebrow and leans forward once more in his chair, hands templed, an unconscious echo of Sherlock’s favoured pose. “Then ask him.”

A Christmas Wish

Explicit, 11.4K (Complete)

Another opportunity for a costume party story!

Festive violin music can be heard as John walks down the stairs, the sounds warming John’s heart even as they soothe the last of his concerns about leaving Rosie overnight. Sherlock is looking out of the window, his body slightly turned as he plays; John just has time to register a deep purple frock coat, beige, well fitting trousers and black knee-high boots before Sherlock turns around to face him, the perfection of his playing falters as he plays a series of wrong notes before stopping completely. Sherlock seems stunned at John’s appearance and John has to admit to feeling fairly stunned himself.

In My Heart Is Only You

Explicit, 85K (Complete)

"You can't." A deep breath. "You can't keep leaving me Sherlock, I barely survived the first time you 'died', I was the bloody walking dead for almost two years. Ironically Mary helped me through that; put me back together like some broken statue. Bits were still missing, but I was at least recognisable as vaguely John Watson shaped. When you came back you had those missing bits with you and I was whole again." Here John looks up and unapologetically holds Sherlock's gaze, his eyes shining wet. "Then that... that bitch tried to take you away from me again! And she almost bloody succeeded! You flatlined on that table, Sherlock, you were dead. You left me, broken and scattered."

Sherlock watches, amazed, as John allows a tear to trail down his face; his John strong enough to allow his emotions through.

A New Start

Not rated, 221 (Complete)

It's New Year's Eve in Baker Street....

All The Love In The World

Explicit, 4.5K (Complete)

Established relationship. Gift giving.

John chokes back a sob but loses the battle against the tears that have been threatening to spill over during Sherlock's heartfelt speech. With great care, he puts the portrait onto his side-table before gently placing his hands on either side of Sherlock's face, tenderly cradling it. He draws him up towards him, staring into his eyes for a long moment, willing Sherlock to understand just how much he truly means to him. Sherlock looks on, wide-eyed, before taking a sudden breath and surging up to meet John's lips with his own. The kiss is wet, inelegant and ....... the best they've ever had. Neither man is trying to lock away the true depths of their feelings anymore. Both now know that their vulnerabilities and strengths are treasured by the other.

All Wrapped Up

Explicit, 4.9K (Complete)

This began as a story prompt . It would centre around wrapping presents, be approx. 5000 words and had to feature two phrases. 'Are you sure that's where it's supposed to go, John?' And 'This is impossible, Sherlock.'

John is back in Baker Street where he belongs but the Christmas present wrapping isn't going well! Of course, it's just another one of Sherlock's amazing gifts that he can wrap anything. John challenges him to prove it. Silliness ensues, chances are taken and the boys finally get everything they ever wanted for Christmas.

Silk

Explicit, 1.5K (Complete)

Established relationship. Sherlock puts midnight blue silk to good use.

Midnight blue silk tethers golden skinned wrists to a wrought iron bedstead. John is bound carefully, securely, naked and willing. A pillow has been placed behind his back and the silk secured to the frame with enough slack to allow a small amount of movement. He watches his lover undress. Pale skin illuminated by the subtle glow of candlelight is apparent as layers of expensive fabric are seductively removed. John salivates when only two items remain adorning his lover's body; a deep aubergine shirt and dark boxer shorts that hug the lithe body, leaving nothing to John's imagination. He watches his lover stroke graceful hands over his own body, artfully twisting and swaying, an erotic dance meant only for John. Long fingers tug tousled curls before skimming down an elegant neck, giving John a clear view of taut tendons begging to be nipped, then travelling over a broad, smooth chest, coming to rest at the edges of his open shirt.

Precious Things

Explicit, 28.7K (Complete)

A body is discovered in Regent's Park, malnourished and with Austrian soil on its boots and a pocketful of fireflies. A diplomat is missing and even Mycroft can't locate him. The trail leads John and Sherlock into Austria and the love life of others. Shared bedrooms and shared stories bring the boys closer together than ever before.

"Sherlock?" At the sound of his name Sherlock's gaze briefly settles on John's face before darting away. "Sherlock." John's voice is stronger now, but still rich with kindness, forcing Sherlock's attention back to him. "I told you before. I'm back working alongside you, living alongside you, for as long as you need me." When Sherlock finally meets his eye John smiles, he tries to make his expression reassuring but is fairly certain it just comes out looking worried. "Besides, I need a holiday!" Sherlock nods briefly before returning to his packing; John knows a dismissal when he sees one. Barely catching Sherlock's whispered words as he walks to his own room,

"I'll always need you, John."

Words Unspoken

Explicit, 54.1K (Complete)

Come home if convenient. - SH

Come home if not convenient. - SH

Emergency at Baker Street. Come immediately. - SH

John held in a sigh as he read Sherlock's texts. Home. Yes Baker Street would always be home. After all home was where the heart was. And there was the rub of the problem, his heart was in Baker Street but his fiancée was sitting by his side. John loved Mary, but not in the way she deserved, not in the way she needed. Theirs was a comfortable love, settled and warm but it wasn't deep, not on John's part. He hadn't just settled for Mary, deep down he knew they could have a future together but that was before Sherlock had answered his graveside plea. Don't. Be. Dead.

John? Are you avoiding my texts? - SH

Bloody hell Sherlock! I'm fine! I'm almost there! Give a bloke time to answer one text before sending others through! - JW

Idiot - JW

Wait? What? What emergency? How is there an emergency for me? - JW

Sherlock? - JW

Answer me you bloody lanky twit! - JW

Flights of Fantasy

Explicit, 8.4K (Complete)

Fantasies become real.

' His body's sexual needs were no different, he acknowledged them and dealt with them efficiently, not needing to include others. Sherlock had a powerful brain and could use it to conjure up scenarios that would allow his body to be satiated and his needs met. Fantasies that he fully lived and became absorbed in, lost to all else around him until he climaxed. Fantasies that almost always featured John, a willing and eager John.'

Of Fireworks and Roses

Teen, 2.3K (Complete)

"Sherlock Holmes. The man who had faked his own death to save John; the man who had fought back from real death to protect John. The man who was so much more than just 'Uncle Sherlock' to Rose. His wild curls were currently tamed under a woollen hat very similar to Rose's, Belstaff wrapped snuggly around his slim body and his elegant hands wrapped in layers of leather and wool. Rose's hand looked tiny held in his, but he was holding it as if she was life itself, a precious gift he had not expected to have."

'Suddenly John knew what he needed to do. Rising up more on his knees John's face was level with Sherlock's. John looked deep into Sherlock's eyes, seeing nervousness, realisation and acceptance. Bringing his hand up he gently stroked Sherlock's cheek, smiling softly when Sherlock leaned in to his caress further. Slowly John moved his face closer to Sherlock's, his gaze flicking from Sherlock's eyes to his lips. When he could feel the heat of Sherlock's lips almost on his own John let go of the breath he hadn't realised he had been holding. "I should have done this years ago."'

What If

Explicit, Work in Process. (Updated on 12/09/2021 -current word count 34k)

What if everything we thought we knew from season 3 and 4 isn't quite how it happened?