Elusive.
Yes.
That's what we are.
Always feel free to build on my Head Canons and Ficlets, I ask only that you reblog me so I can go read them. :D
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S: “What are those tallies for?”
J: “I don’t remember…”
(Jeez, I’m done tinkering with this now. Take it before I throw my laptop out of the window.)
In honor of all the lovely Whovians who attacked their skin with eyeliner, markers, and other means of tallying themselves for The Impossible Astronaut… some wholock!
THE SILENCE IN THE MIRROR
The mirror is the best part, honestly. <3
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Superwholock: The boys need help hunting an especially dangerous demon, but which demon, exactly?
WANT WANT WANT
Can I have this like air? I would love to see a Sherlock who doesn’t know John knows, and is therefore super-shocked when John defends him, knowing what he is and all. Because John knows Sherlock.
I don’t even WATCH Supernatural and I want this to happen! \o/
and the ‘which demon’ bit relates to that the fact that john is something way, way older and more problematic than the thing that calls itself sherlock.“Your name’s not really John, is it?” Sherlock asks, his voice perfectly human even if his eyes aren’t at this moment.
“It’s War,” John says. “Always, and everywhere, forever - my name is War.”
GIMME THIS RIGHT NOW
MIGHTY NEED
oh god the Johnlock feels this would bring up!!
The form had changed, but he himself was a very different Time Lord than he had been.
“Dean, Sam, you need to back away.” The playful voice of the doctor was gone and in it’s place a very flat and heavy tone had taken root.
“Thought you were all about running, Doc!” Dean said as he kept being loud and tried to keep the focus off of Sam and the blessed blade.
“That short one is not a Demon, Sam.” Castiel cut in as he materialized right in front of Dean. “I apologize, I did not recognize-“
“I am not named to your kind, Angel.” John said it unhurriedly and yet he over-rode the angel without effort.
**“Your name’s not really John, is it?” Sherlock asks, his voice perfectly human even if his eyes aren’t at this moment.
“It’s War,” John says. “Always, and everywhere, forever - my name is War.”**
“You are-” The Doctor began to say something but John beat him to the punch again. “Not the War of just Earth, no, I am the War of all worlds, and times. And you may be the favored of my sister, but Sherlock is protected, far more directly. You are all far out of your league. Leave.” John looked to Sam again, and Sam’s hand clenched on the knife again.
Sherlock stopped looking back and forth between them all, his eyes coming back to John again and again. “I’m not who they’re looking for, you’re not who they’re looking for…” He looked at them and his eyes narrowed. “Does the name Moriarty mean anything to you?”
Sam made a guttural growling sound low in his throat, and if Sherlock were any other demon he’d have flinched away. Instead he clapped like a child. “FANTASTIC!” Dean grabbed Sam’s hand as Sam began to move, making it look natural, even as Cas moved in front of them both. John just looked at the Doctor and sighed. “Great. Do you at least have that box with you? Harry’s been after me to look into some new personification. Time joining the family.”
He gave the Doctor a hard look before raising his eyebrow. The Doctor’s face when from shock to delight to shock again. “She, but, only, we!” “Just bring her in her shell. She’ll come out or she won’t.”
Sherlock crowed, supremely unconcerned with the scuffle between the brothers and their angel, “Yes, to the flat, 221b Baker Street! We have information to discuss.”
Fuck. I am writing more of this now… Anyone wanna point me to a/make a nice Idris glowing and just before she fades out, but in reverse, going from bright glow to normal?
Because of What the fuck are my life choices reasons.
Feel free to hit submit over on the side bar- or just email me… I’ll be slowly judging myself and flailing at Sherlock for being a twat whom I can’t get the voice of, and John for being wildly OOC and, hell all of them for being twats, but being really interesting assholes, none the less…
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Superwholock: The boys need help hunting an especially dangerous demon, but which demon, exactly?
WANT WANT WANT
Can I have this like air? I would love to see a Sherlock who doesn’t know John knows, and is therefore super-shocked when John defends him, knowing what he is and all. Because John knows Sherlock.
I don’t even WATCH Supernatural and I want this to happen! \o/
and the ‘which demon’ bit relates to that the fact that john is something way, way older and more problematic than the thing that calls itself sherlock.“Your name’s not really John, is it?” Sherlock asks, his voice perfectly human even if his eyes aren’t at this moment.
“It’s War,” John says. “Always, and everywhere, forever - my name is War.”
GIMME THIS RIGHT NOW
MIGHTY NEED
oh god the Johnlock feels this would bring up!!
The form had changed, but he himself was a very different Time Lord than he had been.
“Dean, Sam, you need to back away.” The playful voice of the doctor was gone and in it’s place a very flat and heavy tone had taken root.
“Thought you were all about running, Doc!” Dean said as he kept being loud and tried to keep the focus off of Sam and the blessed blade.
“That short one is not a Demon, Sam.” Castiel cut in as he materialized right in front of Dean. “I apologize, I did not recognize-“
“I am not named to your kind, Angel.” John said it unhurriedly and yet he over-rode the angel without effort.
**“Your name’s not really John, is it?” Sherlock asks, his voice perfectly human even if his eyes aren’t at this moment.
“It’s War,” John says. “Always, and everywhere, forever - my name is War.”**
“You are-” The Doctor began to say something but John beat him to the punch again. “Not the War of just Earth, no, I am the War of all worlds, and times. And you may be the favored of my sister, but Sherlock is protected, far more directly. You are all far out of your league. Leave.” John looked to Sam again, and Sam’s hand clenched on the knife again.
Sherlock stopped looking back and forth between them all, his eyes coming back to John again and again. “I’m not who they’re looking for, you’re not who they’re looking for…” He looked at them and his eyes narrowed. “Does the name Moriarty mean anything to you?”
Sam made a guttural growling sound low in his throat, and if Sherlock were any other demon he’d have flinched away. Instead he clapped like a child. “FANTASTIC!” Dean grabbed Sam’s hand as Sam began to move, making it look natural, even as Cas moved in front of them both. John just looked at the Doctor and sighed. “Great. Do you at least have that box with you? Harry’s been after me to look into some new personification. Time joining the family.”
He gave the Doctor a hard look before raising his eyebrow. The Doctor’s face when from shock to delight to shock again. “She, but, only, we!” “Just bring her in her shell. She’ll come out or she won’t.”
Sherlock crowed, supremely unconcerned with the scuffle between the brothers and their angel, “Yes, to the flat, 221b Baker Street! We have information to discuss.”
Source: winterlscoming
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Wholock AU: The Doctor tries to solve the mystery of Sherlock Holmes, the detective who keeps dying.
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they. are. married!
Do you all actually get that part where SHERLOCK is based off of the MARRIED lesbian pictured here? And that it is implied that the only thing Doyle did was flip the genders?
Just, yanno… saying.
Also. OTP, They are one.
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The Doctor and Rose meet Sherlock and John in a parallel universe.
All fiction exists for real in parallel universes. We’re just reading the manuals.
Ten2 and Rose. Yes. Good. I love this.
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AU - A TARDIS In Baskerville
└ Sherlock receives a call that Baskerville are holding some rather interesting prisoners.
YES.
YESYESYES. This, a 2 episode arc, between the two shows- it starts in Doctor Who, all this build up, and BAM Sherlock. Nittier, grittier, more adult- but not too adult, no, a Christmas Special.
On well before Watershed. 7:30, perhaps.
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The Doctor is quite tenacious.
This only feeds into my headcanon that has the Holmes boys as related to the Doctor.
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AU - Irene Adler & Captain Jack {requested by anon}
I Ship It.
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I need more fics with this crossover.
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Lost- A Childhood Friend, Found- Humanity (Wholock fic, chapter 1)
Okay, here is the first chapter-
I’m just gonna post it here for anyone that wants to help me beta it.
Please do reply with comments, or even edits, etc. I love you all and thank you for helping me with this. I’m still editing so part 1’s under the readmore. :)
Feel free to reblog with notes or feedback- I’m off to go work on part 2 now.
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‘No. I’m not leaving him. Not again.’
I suddenly…. John is the Master. The Doctor, in his 12th regeneration is contacted with information about him by his old companion Mycroft.
He is in awe, and a bit envious, of how changed the Master has become in ten years of life as a human, again. A man wounded mentally and physically, a veteran of the worst war in the universe AND the eternal struggle in the Earth’s Middle East, yet whole in a way he had never been as a Time Lord.
He just wants to be with him, join him, be whole with him- his first friend… and when Molly, sweet, beautiful, strong Molly finds him playing with the watch, she talks with her husband Mike and they offer to keep an eye on him- and let him rest his burdens for a while.
For two years, Sherlock lives and breathes as a human. He integrates and after almost six months as a human, John Watson finally enters his life.
And there is a connection instantly- a bone deep peace, a fire that is lit inside that warms him completely. He feels hints of grief and pain and loss- but when John laughs and bumps his arm, Sherlock forgets all about it.
Sherlock’s heart had clenched when John had shot the cabbie that first night- too many emotions boiling up where he could not remember any emotions being before.
The dangerous madman named Moriarty reminded him of something- someone.
He had nightmares for nights after the pool, whenever he dared to close his eyes. Blond haired and looming over him in a suit, black beard and embroidered costumes, an enemy he couldn’t remember- and despite the faces changing he KNEW they were the same man.
For some reason, the first moments of John, coming into sight.
“This is a turn-up, isn’t it, Sherlock?”
And something in Sherlock breaks every time he remembers this.
Something in him had expected, the entire time, that his closest, dearest… only true friend… would betray him.
He tosses and turns in fitful and brief sleep- murmering a name he won’t remember or recognize when awake.
In dreams however- he says it, breathes it with such betrayal and feeling. Koschei.
And as quickly, the dream moves on, memory over-riding dream to continue on, to see the wires, to see the bomb and how strong and brave John is…
To the heart stopping moment when John jumps onto the madman…
To the moment something in Sherlock melts and reforms.
When something, shattered and so worn and spindled that it is near unrecognizable smooths just a bit.
As John pleads with him to run… And Sherlock can’t.
Sherlock can’t leave him…
Not again. I can’t leave him. Not again.
Sherlock doesn’t remember the specifics of his dreams.
He knows they’re terrible- and he focuses on John, on the pool, in them.
He also knows that when he wakes from them, he is both exhausted, and trembling- only the sight and sound of John eases the trembling and aching within him.
Over the months following the pool, they both begin to circle each other closer, to touch longer and smile secret smiles openly and with lessening reserve…
Each day they connect- sometimes Sherlock can swear that John can read him almost as well as Sherlock can read John. Never does John grow boring or dull. Never does Sherlock tire of sharing smiles or laughter or adventures.
As Moriarty’s game picks up the pace, Molly grows worried- Mike and Mycroft visit more, their eyes haunted with things that make no SENSE to him. He is frustrated and nothing about them reads properly.
And then Molly gives him a watch- and it calls to him. It sings to him- even as he almost violently wants to refuse it.
It is bone deep, this desire to smash the watch to pieces. Molly’s words seal the watch’s fate.
‘No. I’m not leaving him. Not again.’
And with that choice- fate turns- and the last of the time lords makes his choice. To be human, after all.
To be with John, until the end.
No matter the cost.
—-
Moriarty doesn’t stand a chance- and neither does the criminal empire he had ruled. They aren’t Time Lords, whatever Moriarty had meant by that.It hadn’t mattered as John had taken the shot that ended the madman as he battled with Sherlock on a terrace.
They are John Watson and Sherlock Holmes.
When they retire, decades after they had met in that room in Barts, there are tears and hugs from all their many friends.
Molly and Mike hand Sherlock the smashed watch, now with a fixed case, turned into a beautiful piece of art- with no magic or motion in it. Sherlock is puzzled but laughs, John shows it off and hugs the couple and the party continues.
The framed art piece means nothing more or less than the moment Sherlock confided in John about Moriarty’s plan- And the unconscious choice to stand and fight beside his beloved friend instead of run away.
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I just think these two would make such a fantastic couple/team…
I ship Doctor/The Master, but I also ship these two. Because in the time before they killed each other- this would be the most epic pairing.
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Doctor who opening title - Sherlock style!
WTF YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
this. this is just lovely
Me whosta.
Ahh, interesting…
oh my gOD
Oooh! I like the appearance of those Doctors so much!
Me WHOSTA! I love this!
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Dear followers/wholockians/people,
i decided to do a giveaway without a particular reason. I made some extra crafts and i thought this would be a nice thing to do! :D
These are the marvellous things you’re going to win,if you will be lucky!
- River Song Journal/Tardis Journal~ : i’m giving this away because i’m making another one for me! By the way, i’m really proud of this.It’s tiny but lovely, with old-looking pages. Ready for your time-travelling adventures! :)
- Tardis ring~ : the ring is adjustable!
- Sherlock Holmes Necklace~
- Sherlock BBC Bookmarks~ : i designed them! :V
~ RULES! ~
- Follow me! Well, you don’t really have to but.. it would be very nice of you :3
- You can reblog this only a million times.I’ll pick one randomly!
- It ends on JUNE 16TH ! You have a lot of time lol.
Good Luck!
I will repost this EVERY DAY.
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