oh my gosh i am SO sorry guys. I have been so, so busy with life that i completely forgot about this account i had!!
I shall be moving the group over to my other account DarkuChii (My main) So i can keep track.
Again i'm so sorry.
Valentine's day (BBC Sherlock)"John we have a case!" Sherlock exclaimedValentine's day (BBC Sherlock) by ThisIsntEvenMyFinal
"Sherlock, it's Valentine's day. I've got a date."
"yes. A day when you people express their love for each other."
"Fine, I love you. Now let's GO. this is a double murder, bank robbery, suicide. it's unbelievable."
"Sherlock!" John exclaimed, blushing "I mean romantic love."
"ah." Sherlock said "Girlfriend love"
"that's it, I'm leaving. go on your case. I'll see you later." John walked out of the door leaving Sherlock alone.
Sherlock went to the scene an talked to Lestrade. Lestrade said that he should do something nice for John.
"Buy him some chocolate or something. Hearts, too."
Sherlock went to the morgue
When john returned from his highly successful date with...Sasha? He went back to the flat and was completely prepared to got to sleep. So, naturally, what he saw almost made him soil himself.
"Welcome home John" said Sherl
Red (Ch. Fourteen): How do you propose?Most people would have assumed, when hearing the wonderful news, that John was the one that had proposed but they would, of course, have been wrong. Sherlock had been thinking about this for a few months, and when he was injured he had had plenty of time to formalize the thoughts into some semblance of order. 'As soon as I get out of this insufferable hospital, I've got some plans to make.'Red (Ch. Fourteen): How do you propose? by Johnlocked-in-221B
The four weeks have been terribly LONG but, not unproductive. The first two weeks while John was away at the surgery, were spent furiously trying to find the perfect way to propose to his extraordinary blogger. He knew that he was an uneasy man to live with and wanted to make this the best he could so that his lovely doctor would say yes.
He began by searching the internet on 'How to Propose to Someone' (on his own computer, it wouldn't do for John to become aware of Sherlock's plans before he could implement them) but he had come up empty handed. The websites were decidedly unhelpful. All they had
Chapter 1 - Sherlock Holmes's Paw StoriesChapter 1 - Sherlock Holmes's Paw Stories by Zoffoli
Title: Sherlock Holmes's 7 Paw Stories: John
Summary: When the door was pushed open, John grabbed his handgun. When something heavy jumped on his bed and roared, he fired. The roar broke into a wail as the tiger fell back. A tiger. There was a tiger in his room. Johnlock, bromance or slash. Tiger!SH
Chapter 1: JW
Sherlock Holmes's 7 Paw Stories: John
John had taken the habit to sleep with his handgun under his pillow ever since they had been attacked in the middle of the night by an Indian swordsman, a month ago. The next day, he'd tried to talk Sherlock into switching rooms ("It's not my fault people assume you'd take the upper room with that arrogant attitude of yours!" "Arrogant? I'm arrogant?" "Of course you bloody are! And what are you implying?"). Like in every other fight, Sherlock had won, and John was now lying in bed in the upper r
Chapter 3 - SH Paw StoriesA/N: Here is the bonus chapter! It takes place after the events of Sherlock Holmes's 7 Paw Stories: John. Hope you enjoy reading! Reviewers are lovedChapter 3 - SH Paw Stories by Zoffoli
Sherlock had very slowly recovered from John's bullet. He'd had to pretend he was needed for a case in Denmark for a week, which turned out to be a month and of course since he was supposed to travel incognito he couldn't contact John and tell him where he was. Of course.
In fact, he had spent a month bored to death in St Andrew's Hospit al, Northampton, until he was told he could walk around safely. He hadn't specified he intended to chase criminals through London, but considered he'd wasted enough time already. He was lucky the bullet hadn't touched any bone or major nerve, or he'd still be stuck in hospital.
He was still limping though, and had told John he'd been stabbed in the leg in Copenhagen – which, on second thoughts, wasn't very clever a lie, since John was a do
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