John just looks… so happy for Sherlock. Completely normal reaction to your best friend proposing to someone that’s not you.
I am bothered you guys keep making me take these Face Journeys. They hit me in the Feels™ and make me Has a Sad™.
That’s the face of a man losing the ground beneath his feet and dying inside.
STOP
Ok, I am actually a johnlocker and have been my whole freaking life, but for the sake of idon’tevenknowanymore could this be the face of a man discovering that the man he loves his best friend has so little regard for people and their feelings that he is fake proposing just because of a case. I know I’d be horrified if a close friend was manipulating people like this and it might make me question all their motivations with me. Could that be the source of devastation?
Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: Sherlock (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson Characters: Sherlock Holmes, John Watson Additional Tags: amateur porn, watching porn, John Watson Has a Large Cock, Blow Job, Deepthroating, Hand Job, Sherlock is a bit of a size queen, Masturbation, Miscommunication Summary:
Sherlock goes searching for some specific porn based on what he’s deduced about John and gets far, far more than he bargained for.
Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson<br />Characters: Sherlock Holmes, John Watson
Additional Tags: amateur porn, watching porn, John Watson Has a Large Cock, Blow Job, Deepthroating, Hand Job, Sherlock is a bit of a size queen, Masturbation, Miscommunication
Summary: Sherlock goes searching for some specific porn based on what he’s deduced about John and gets far, far more than he bargained for.
“Mm. Here, open this. You know I can always predict the fortune cookies.” [laughing] “No you can’t.” “No, I really can. Look. I already know what this one will say.” “Yeah? What will it say?” “It will say, John Watson, you are the absolute love of my life and I want to spend the rest of forever with you.” “Tall order for a fortune cookie. Don’t they usually say things like, you will be lucky in business, or, listen to your own wisdom, or bollocks like that?” “Usually, but this is a good one. Open it.” “All right, all right, I’m opening it.” “…John?” “Sh–Sherlock.” “What do you think?” [tearing up] “Sherlock, you absolute loon. How the heck did you get a fortune cookie that says this?” “The internet. What do you think, John? Will you?” “Yes, god yes, Sherlock, I–I love you, of course I want to marry you–come here.”