FIC: The Making Of (11/11) (Part 2)

[emmagrant01]

THE CONSULTING FAN NETWORK

PARTY THREAD
CFN_mod Posts: 5620 19 August 23:41	I think most of you have heard the news by now that SHERLOCK IS ALIVE!! For details, go here or here, or just Google it. We're all reeling here at the site and are making plans to completely revamp the place. In the meantime, celebrate here! Sherlock is BACK and so are WE!!
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PatriceHeart Posts: 1478 20 August 06:42	I LOVE EVERYONE IN THIS BAR.
MelinaP Posts: 1274 20 August 06:43
Harkin04 Posts: 3502 20 August 06:43
Moon76 Posts: 489 20 August 06:44	I am FREAKING OUT and CRYING and my mum thinks something is seriously wrong with me, but I DON'T CARE!!!
JeremyGlass93 Posts: 1198 20 August 06:45	HOLD ME.
SassyG14 Posts: 602 20 August 06:45	I CAN'T. I HAVE LOST THE ABILITY TO CAN.
Jessisbest Posts: 547 20 August 06:46
MaryM Posts: 836 20 August 06:46	STILL SCREAMING.
Chill1987 Posts: 1282 20 August 06:47	I knew we were right. I KNEW IT.
JustTimB Posts: 814 20 August 06:48	Everyone in my flat, right now:
Harrysgirl547 Posts: 938 20 August 06:49	Okay, I admit it: the Fakers were RIGHT. :-)
RandomStupidAnon Posts: 591 20 August 06:50	The exuberance is quite charming, but why so much surprise? A good number of the people commenting here were already convinced Sherlock's death was a hoax.
YeomanSam Posts: 835 20 August 06:51	Ah, RandomStupidAnon: I wondered if you'd show up in this thread. Here to eat your words?
RandomStupidAnon Posts: 592 20 August 06:52	I never said I believed the theory was wrong. I was skeptical of the evidence presented, but I always thought the idea itself held merit and was worth consideration.
YeomanSam Posts: 836 20 August 06:53	You are such a dick.
RandomStupidAnon Posts: 593 20 August 06:54	So I've been told. ;-)

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TRANSCRIPT OF PRESS CONFERENCE
Scotland Yard, 26 August, 09:12

D. I. LESTRADE: Thank you all for coming. As everyone is now aware, the amateur detective known as Sherlock Holmes, who was reported to have committed suicide by jumping from the roof of St. Bartholomew's Hospital back in June of this year, is in fact alive. As the press release from the Security Services made clear, this incident was staged in order to apprehend James Moriarty, best known for his attempt to steal the Crown Jewels last spring. Mr. Holmes was working with the Security Service during the months prior to the operation, the details of which remain classified. I have, however, been authorized to inform you that James Moriarty was killed during the operation and is no longer a threat to society. Scotland Yard were brought into the operation just in the last few weeks, and no one here knew the details of Mr. Holmes' whereabouts until that time. I'll take a few questions.

Q: How was Moriarty killed?

D. I. LESTRADE: Mr. Moriarty shot himself in the head on the roof of St. Bartholomew's around the time that Mr. Holmes jumped.

Q: So Moriarty was on the roof of Bart's with Sherlock Holmes?

D. I. LESTRADE: Yes.

Q: Why?

D. I. LESTRADE: I don't have that information, but it would seem to have been part of the operation.

Q: Was Moriarty's presence a factor in the staged suicide?

D. I. LESTRADE: I'm not certain I understand the question.

Q: Did Mr. Holmes jump from the roof as part of the plan to apprehend Moriarty?

D. I. LESTRADE: Yes, as far as I know, the staged suicide was part of the plan to apprehend him.

Q: Moriarty claimed to be an actor called Richard Brook who was hired by Sherlock Holmes. Is the official position of the police that those claims were false?

D. I. LESTRADE: Yes, that is our position. I have no further information, but I've been informed that there will be an article in the Guardian tomorrow that details this fabrication by Mr. Moriarty and who else was involved.

Q: Have the police ruled out the possibility that Mr. Holmes murdered Moriarty?

D. I. LESTRADE: Yes. Completely.

Q: According to the press release, Mr. Holmes sustained no serious injuries, despite leaping from a four-storey building. How was that accomplished?

D. I. LESTRADE: I'm afraid that information is classified.

Q: At what point did you personally become aware that Mr. Holmes was still alive?

D. I. LESTRADE: In the last few weeks. When Scotland Yard was brought into the operation, I was informed of his continued survival.

Q: He was a friend of yours before. What was your reaction to learning he was alive?

D. I. LESTRADE: He remains a good friend, so obviously I was thrilled to see him again and to know he is safe.

Q: You went on record at the time as stating that you didn't believe any of the articles claiming he was a fraud. Did you know something about the operation then?

D. I. LESTRADE: No, I didn't know anything. That information was highly classified, so if I had, I certainly wouldn't have said anything publicly about it.

Q: What is your response to the claims that the Security Services and Scotland Yard violated the public trust by keeping Mr. Holmes' survival a secret?

D. I. LESTRADE: I'd say those people haven't watched many James Bond films.

[LAUGHTER]

D. I. LESTRADE: That's the nature of the work done by the Security Services. Some information is classified for the public good. It's hardly the first time information has been withheld from the public, and it's certainly not the most scandalous of such incidents, as we all well know.

Q: What is your response to the rumors that you are romantically involved with John Watson?

D. I. LESTRADE: I'm not going to comment on those rumors.

END OF TRANSCRIPT

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THE PERSONAL BLOG OF
Dr. John. H. Watson

26 August

A Quick Note

As everyone has heard by now, Sherlock is alive and well. I can't say that the news was a complete surprise to me. After all, I knew the man for more than a year. He was my best friend, and none of the things that were said about him in the papers, or the idea that he would kill himself out of humiliation, made a shred of sense to me. So I hoped, but I didn't know for certain until a few weeks ago.

People want to know how he survived the fall from the roof of Bart's, and I'm afraid that information is classified. Don't bother asking, because you won't learn anything about it from me.

I don't know what the future holds for Sherlock, but I can tell you that he has moved back into the flat and we're resuming life as normally as we can manage with paparazzi camped out on the front steps. He may begin taking cases again once the excitement dies down. For now his work remains classified, so I can't say much more. :-)

Most people who lose someone don't get to rewind the clock and say all the things they'd meant to say, so I'm incredibly grateful to have another chance. People have asked if I was angry at him for making me go through all of it. I was for a while, and sometimes I still am, but I now understood why he did it. His reasons were completely justified, and that's my last word on that topic.

Thank you all for your kind emails and for your support during the last few months. It's been quite a ride, and I'm looking forward to the future.

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Epilogue: Two months later

Greg's phone pinged the moment he emerged from the Baker Street tube station.

You know that thing Sherlock's been threatening to do? He's done it.

Greg stopped in his tracks and stared at the phone for a moment. "Shit."

Before he turned the corner, he wound his scarf up over his mouth and nose out of habit, but the few paps hanging around outside the front door of 221B didn't pay him much notice. He passed them on the opposite side of the street and then crossed to unlock the door of 227. He pulled the scarf away as he climbed the stairs, dread pooling in his stomach.

He expected the worst when he opened the door of the flat. It wasn't as bad as he'd feared, though: some of the furniture had been moved around to accommodate a large hole blown in one wall, tall enough to walk through. Through the hole he could see the sitting room of 221B.

He sighed and flicked on the lights. "Motherfucker."

John appeared in the gaping hole. "What do you think?"

Greg stripped off his coat and crossed to inspect the damage. "My landlord is going to kill me."

"Yeah, well, Mrs . Hudson hasn't seen it yet either. I hope not to be around when that happens."

Greg reached out to touch the thick layer of exposed brick between the two flats. "How did he do it?"

"I've no idea. I was at the surgery at the time. And he was conspicuously absent when I got home."

Greg shook his head. "This can't be legal. There are permits and inspections."

John snorted. "As if that would stop him. At least he cleaned up the mess."

Indeed, the floor was clean on both sides of the new doorway. The floor wasn't quite level between; there was a good four-inch step up into Greg's main room. It would need a bit of work before it looked presentable, of course. Greg scrubbed at his chin with one hand. "Oh, God. I can't believe he did it."

John stepped through the doorway and slid his arms around Greg's waist. "You have to admit, though, that it's terribly convenient. It'll be like having one huge flat."

"True." Greg leaned down to kiss him. "I suppose it will be nice not to have to do the walk of shame in the mornings when one or the other of us stays over."

John's hands slid down over Greg's arse. "Exactly. And your man-cave set-up will be much more readily accessible." John nodded over at the large flat-screen television on the far wall surrounded by various pieces of entertainment-related technology. "I can pop over to watch a match without even having to get dressed."

"Speaking of--" Greg paused to kiss him once more before he crossed over to pluck a remote from the set of five lined up on the sofa table. "I DVR'd the ITM Cup. Want to watch, maybe order some takeaway later?"

"Sounds fantastic. Have you got any beer?"

"Of course. My refrigerator is being used for its intended purpose." He turned on the television and the sound system and scrolled through the DVR menu.

"Must be nice. Oi, what's this?"

He turned to see John in the kitchen, staring at a collection of beakers that covered an entire countertop. Most were filled with a greenish-brown liquid. "An experiment, apparently. He said it would only take a couple of days."

John's eyes narrowed. "You said no experiments in this flat. That was the whole point."

Greg sighed. "It was a lot more complicated than that, and you know it."

It wasn't just the experiments covering every available surface, or the body parts of dubiously legal original that kept showing up in the fridge that had finally driven Greg over the edge. Two weeks after the Moriarty case was closed, Greg had come home from a ridiculously long day to find that his bedroom had been re-appropriated by Sherlock. The sleeping arrangements had been ad hoc anyway, with Greg and John each having their own room and Sherlock sleeping wherever he liked, on the infrequent occasions he slept. But on that particular day, the entire contents of Sherlock's SIS office had been boxed up and transported to the flat, and the bedroom had converted into a home office of sorts.

Greg found it impossible to sleep there while Sherlock worked at all hours of the night. He'd ended up sleeping in John's room, which was fine, but after a particularly memorable incident in which Greg had opened the refrigerator to find a severed penis lying on the shelf -- a human penis, for God's sake -- he was done. No matter how much Greg cared about John and Sherlock, he was a grown fucking man and he was paying half the rent: he needed a space of his own.

And so when they learned the next day that a flat in the adjacent building was available, it seemed a fantastic solution. The three of them had keys to both flats and they each came and went as they pleased. The flat was smaller than 221B, with a single bedroom, but it was exactly what Greg needed. He'd purchased the largest bed he could find, large enough for the three of them -- which meant his bedroom tended to be the place where all the sex happened. He didn't mind.

And of course, as soon as they'd realized the two flats shared a wall, Sherlock had decided they should tear it down. Which he'd done today.

"It hardly matters now. It's one big flat." Greg gestured at their impromptu doorway. "You won't even have to go outside if you decide to surprise me in the middle of the night."

John gave him a long look. "You said no experiments. You threatened him with bodily harm."

Greg clenched his jaw. "I may have changed my mind."

John's eyes widened. "Oh God, don't tell me. What, did he bribe you with sexual favors?"

Greg felt heat rise to his cheeks. "It wasn't just that."

John rolled his eyes. "You are so whipped."

"He sucked my cock for an hour. What was I supposed to do?"

"Reattach your bollocks, apparently."

"Get the fucking beer, John, and let it go."

John settled next to him on the sofa a minute later, still visibly tense, and Greg sighed. He paused the playback and tugged at John's hand.

"Come here."

John sighed, but let himself be pulled into Greg's arms.

"I'm glad he blew a giant hole in the wall, to be honest. If the price of living with the two of you again includes his experiments spilling over every now and then, it's worth it."

"I know you've just been on the other side of a wall, but…" John tilted his head up and kissed the underside of Greg's chin. "I've missed you. It felt like you moved out."

Greg sighed and kissed his temple. He knew John had felt that way, but neither of them had said anything until now. "I didn't, you know. I just moved… over."

"I know. And now it's kind of moot, I suppose."

"It is." Greg sought out John's mouth and kissed him, gently at first, and then felt heat spiral through him when John's tongue slid against his own. "So, rugby or sex?"

"There's a reason DVRs were invented." John climbed up to straddle Greg's lap, and they both hummed at the contact.

Greg's hands slid into John's trousers and over his arse. "I haven't fucked you on this sofa yet."

"Not tonight." John's mouth found his neck.

"Don't tell me you have a headache."

"Ah, no." John sat back with a wry smile. "I'll just say there's a biological reason and leave it at that."

Greg grinned. "Right. I might be out of condoms anyway."

John pressed him against the sofa. "Well, now that there's a brand-new door, supply runs to my room might not be as much of an issue."

There was a distinct sound of a door opening and closing in 221B, and they both froze.

John looked up, and the expression on his face changed to the one he typically wore around Sherlock: a blend of affection and annoyance. "I hope you're planning on putting in an actual door. Otherwise I think we're in serious violation of the fire code."

A series of footsteps could be heard crossing the room and finally Sherlock came into Greg's field of vision. "I'll take care of it tomorrow."

"Don't tell me you know how to set a door," Greg said, unable to keep the incredulity from his tone.

"All right, I won't tell you," Sherlock replied. "Brought you something." He reached into his pocket and dangled a set of handcuffs over Greg's face.

Greg grinned and reached for them, but before he could, John snatched them away. "Is this what the two of you are getting up to, then?"

"You're always welcome to join us." Greg slid a hand up John's thigh. "In fact--" He tugged John's shirt and pulled him down close enough to whisper, "Considering the events of today, you might find the sight of Sherlock handcuffed to the bed rather interesting."

He felt John shiver against him. "You have a point. We could make him watch us suck each other off."

"While he can't touch himself." Greg grinned and kissed John's ear. "I like it."

They both sat up and smiled at Sherlock, whose expression changed to one of suspicion immediately. "What?"

Greg took the handcuffs back from John and held them out to Sherlock. "You know what to do. We'll join you shortly."

Sherlock's eyes narrowed, but the heat in them was clear. He nodded and took the handcuffs, and disappeared in the direction of Greg's bedroom.

"Well, this is new," John said.

"Are you okay with it?"

"As long as I'm not the one being tied up or handcuffed, I suppose so. Does he actually like it?"

"He hates it when he's bound and I go slowly. And by hate, I mean love, obviously. He whinges the entire time, but it turns him on like mad."

John looked undeniably intrigued. "And so if two of us are doing it, teasing him like that--"

"Yeah."

They stared at each other for a moment.

"Right," John at last. "Are you sure you want me there? I mean, this is usually something that's between the two of you, and I don't want to intrude."

"Trust me, it's not intruding. In fact, I think he may have been planning this all along."

John's eyebrows rose. "The wall, the disappearing act, the handcuffs -- yeah, you may be right. So, should we go and look in on him, then?"

Greg pulled him in for a kiss. "Not yet. After what he did today, he deserves to be made uncomfortable for a bit."

"Jesus. Remind me never to piss you off."

From the bedroom, there was a distinct clink of the handcuffs snapping shut.

Greg grinned up at John. "I love you."

A strange expression flitted over John's face, and he smiled. "I love you too."

They snogged for several minutes, until Greg's trousers were uncomfortably tight and John was nearly rutting against him. He pressed his forehead against John's. "Shall we take this into the bedroom then?"

John stood and held out his hand, and Greg took it.

~ fin~

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Comments

[holyfant.livejournal.com]

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Okay, first off: I laughed so much at the internet forum. Perfection. Spot-on, pitch-perfect. Love the different formats you have going on in this chapter; it's so much fun!

I really, really like that Sherlock and Greg had a moment (okay, a long sex scene, which is even better) between just the two of them, because that was what was missing for the "full" OT3 experience. (Also, rimming. UNF, that is such a kink of mine. And I looooove that it's what Sherlock is best at. *shivers*) And then the domesticity between the three of them was so lovely. I love that John and Greg can get all of their "cuddle in kitchen" needs from each other while Sherlock looks on and observes and is amused. Perfect. Also, MRS HUDSON. YOU SAUCY MINX.

I can't tell you how much I love that all of them have different sex with each other, that they all have different things they get from each other, and different needs they can fulfil with the different partners in this relationship. I LOVE the bondage between Sherlock and Greg; thinking about it I can see Greg being a dom easier than John, and sub!Sherlock always make me die of hotness. (So does dom!Sherlock though. I'm an equal opportunity Sherlock sexer.) Either way, I love how John does join in a little at the end, but how it's clear that it's not completely his thing and that's okay. That's the beauty of this story for me - they're not just three hot men getting it on, but they're in actual distinctive relationships that have different dynamics and that respect each other and that work in tandem to create that incredible OT3 dynamic. *gushes*

Sherlock sucking Greg's cock for an hour. A fucking hour. Jesus Christ. *faints several times* And this is the man going on about the efficiency of getting off not a few scenes earlier?! I think sex for Sherlock has also acquired a different flavour and purpose with Greg; I think he already got a lot out of his relationship with John (remembering what John said about it being mostly post-case and energy/stress relief), but this new thing with Greg, with the bondage and the desperation - it must really do something for him. I just... I love that he's happy sucking Greg's cock for an hour, driving him crazy. (And I'm sure John likes the idea, too, haha.)

SHERLOCK BRINGING DOWN THE WALL. Ahahaha, omg. I really hope Greg's landlord isn't going to find out about that. I can imagine Mrs Hudson getting over it eventually, because, well, but haha, imagine your tenant blowing out the wall and making a door to a random flat next door. It's such a perfect Sherlock thing to do, too. (And haha, I can't get over the imagine of him fitting the door. I hope John and Greg sit back and watch him do it while having beers.)

The ending made me sigh in happiness. Watching tv, deciding that they're too horny not to have sex instead. Sherlock casually coming home with props to get kinkier. And then John and Greg just making out until they can't wait anymore, and going to their boyfriend who has himself handcuffed to the bed. So happy-making. *hugs all of them*

EMMA. I LOVE YOU.

[drinkingcocoa.livejournal.com]

And this is the man going on about the efficiency of getting off not a few scenes earlier?! I think sex for Sherlock has also acquired a different flavour and purpose with Greg

Yes! Yes! Yes!

*incoherent*

[emmagrant01.livejournal.com]

*rolls around in this fantastic comment*

Ooh, so much good stuff here! I always appreciate your thoughtful comments so much!

I can't tell you how much I love that all of them have different sex with each other, that they all have different things they get from each other, and different needs they can fulfil with the different partners in this relationship.

Thank you for noticing that! I have no personal experience with polyamory, so I had to dig around in internet forums and see what people found appealing about it. One thing that came up again and again was that the relationships were different, and people got different things they needed from them. It wasn't framed in a negative way at all, not in the sense that one's partner couldn't possibly be enough. It was more like your partner didn't *have* to be everything to you, that someone else could take on part of that responsibility. I found that idea really compelling and really wanted to show these three characters finding their way to that place, where any single pair of them isn't quite enough, but the three of them together fulfill each other's needs.

I love how John does join in a little at the end, but how it's clear that it's not completely his thing and that's okay.

Yes! I see this version of John as a vanilla sex kind of guy -- and that makes him happy. Greg and Sherlock can play with kink without him, and he's totally fine with that.

they're not just three hot men getting it on, but they're in actual distinctive relationships that have different dynamics and that respect each other and that work in tandem to create that incredible OT3 dynamic

I appreciate that so, SO much, because I was trying very hard to do that. Rather than just "3 cocks are better than 2", I really wanted it to be about the relationships they have with each other.

I think sex for Sherlock has also acquired a different flavour and purpose with Greg

In my head, they're all pushing each other's boundaries and are changing the way they think about sex. Sherlock had the furthest to go, but he's a quick learner. ;-)

SHERLOCK BRINGING DOWN THE WALL.

I was SO in love with that idea, I have to tell you. I worried it might be a little over the top, but hell, it's in the epilogue. It's all good! ;-) I couldn't see the three of them living in 221B in the long term, for a variety of reasons, but I really think that living with Sherlock would drive Greg crazy. I mean, how many illegal things go on in that flat on a daily basis? I had planned all along for him to move out at the end and create this awesome bachelor pad sort of flat that they'd share, but when it got closer to writing it, I worried about how him moving out would affect everything. I thought Sherlock would be fine with it and John would be upset, and so the whole idea of adding on to 221B was born. Probably unrealistic as hell, but hey -- it's fanfic!

I can't get over the imagine of him fitting the door. I hope John and Greg sit back and watch him do it while having beers.

OMG, yes! And making sarcastic comments. I love it!

The ending made me sigh in happiness. Watching tv, deciding that they're too horny not to have sex instead. Sherlock casually coming home with props to get kinkier. And then John and Greg just making out until they can't wait anymore, and going to their boyfriend who has himself handcuffed to the bed.

YES. Yes, exactly. That's the way I wanted to end it, and I really hoped others would find it as satisfying as I did.

Thank you so, so much!

[coendou.livejournal.com]

Those forum posts - so realistic! I love it! Great story overall, definitely made me like John/Greg more than I'd considered before. Love the hole in the wall!

[emmagrant01.livejournal.com]

Thank you! I'm grinning that so many people have commented on the forum, because I went and looked at a bunch of LJ party posts to make sure I had captured the spirit of that sort of thing. It's supposed to be mildly poking fun at fandom, but in a good-natured way, of course. ;-)

Thank you so much!

[geneva2010.livejournal.com]

Loved. It. The sex scene between Sherlock and Greg, the fingering? Burning hot. Threesomes are incredibly complicated, the relationships especially, and you did wonders. I totally buy them, and their happiness is my happiness. Have a wonderful week - you have earned it!

[emmagrant01.livejournal.com]

Thank you so, so much! I've never written polyamory before this, and I really wanted to do it justice. :-)

[angelbabe_cj]

Eeeee. I adore, no, LOVE the ending. Particularly the second half. I love all the gifs on the forum and only Sherlock would be so damn obnoxious when commenting on his own back to life thread.

Much as the first part was great I love the second part even more. I spent most of it just giggling with glee. Hell I basically forgot to sit down after moved my laptop between reading parts one and two. I just couldn't stop reading.

I have loved the whole fic and set up the three have at the end, it's just so them. Blowing a hole in the wall, really Sherlock?! Only you. Thank you for a great read, Emma. :D

[emmagrant01.livejournal.com]

In an earlier version of the outline the fan forum popped up again near the end of the fic, but I decided it was all getting too complicated and I ended up cutting that out. It seemed fitting to go back to them at the end and show their faith in Sherlock rewarded. :-)

I just couldn't stop reading.

Oh, that's so awesome to hear! Thank you so much!

[drinkingcocoa.livejournal.com]

OMG squee. I've just read the mod post and had to stop to squee because I had considered suggesting to you that some of the gawkers Mrs. Hudson saw might be fans, not just reporters. But I didn't and now asdfjflassdaahjks.

And heeeee, it's page 11 of the comments, just like Chapter 11!

Okay, back to savoring and squeeing.

[emmagrant01.livejournal.com]

There may have been fans out there! I mean hey, wouldn't you have gone right over if you could, hoping to catch a glimpse? ;-)

[drinkingcocoa.livejournal.com]

Wait...so this is what Sherlock was doing while he was sitting by Greg in what used to be his own bedroom, waiting for Greg to wake up for sex?

[emmagrant01.livejournal.com]

YES!! I was really hoping you would pick up on that. :-D

[drinkingcocoa.livejournal.com]

No, Lestrade. Thank YOU for coming.

[emmagrant01.livejournal.com]

*snerk*

[drinkingcocoa.livejournal.com]

I am having the best time imagining Lestrade's expression as he doesn't comment on the rumors about him and John.

[emmagrant01.livejournal.com]

You know, I played around with different ways of writing the press conference, and when I decided to sandwich it between Sherlock's last scene (the web forum) and John's last scene (the blog post), I realized that it would be best to present as not-prose. I'm fairly pleased with the way that turned out. :-)

[drinkingcocoa.livejournal.com]

Oh, you have John's voice just right in his blog post. But that comes as no surprise. You really know John inside and out. Er. Especially inside. *passes Emma more lube*

[aprilstarchild.livejournal.com]

Your comments are cracking me up! :D :D :D

[drinkingcocoa.livejournal.com]

I *think* I know what Sherlock just did, the thing he threatened to do. But I kind of still can't wrap my brain around it. Sherlock...that is very naughty of you.

I think I am in love with this. Although it also makes me want to scream a little.

[emmagrant01.livejournal.com]

Ooh, now I'm curious: was it what you thought it was?

[drinkingcocoa.livejournal.com]

*faint* A flat that is nothing but a giant bed for threesome sex with these particular men and a fridge full of beer and a flat-screen TV.

Brb, laughing my head off.

I guess a lot of rental properties opened up once those snipers decamped or got arrested. ;-)

[drinkingcocoa.livejournal.com]

Wait wait, the fans MUST have noticed a ginormous bed being shipped to Detective Inspector Lestrade's new flat.

[drinkingcocoa.livejournal.com]

Ohhhhhh. Sherlock did this for John. To make him happy.

[emmagrant01.livejournal.com]

Ooooh, wow. Yes, he did, and I don't think that was completely clear to me until I read this comment. But yes, absolutely. Perfect!

[drinkingcocoa.livejournal.com]

THIS IS THE FUCKING BEST ENDING EVER, EVER, EVER, EVER, EVER, EVER, EVER.

Emma, you own me. Tell me what I can do for you. Just tell me and I will do it.

*falls to the ground in the worship with happy tears and also maybe some brains all over the floor and wall*

GREG HAS SHERLOCK SO WHIPPED THAT SHERLOCK WILL HANDCUFF *HIMSELF*.

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No no, never ever piss off Greg Lestrade!

I want to see Sherlock fitting a new door into that space!

Happy happy happy happy happy happy Sherlock.

Lucky me. Luckiest fangirl ever in the history of made-to-order fanfics.

TRICK OR TREAT.

I had better shut up now or I could go on for a really long time.

[emmagrant01.livejournal.com]

GREG HAS SHERLOCK SO WHIPPED THAT SHERLOCK WILL HANDCUFF *HIMSELF*.

I KNOW, RIGHT? :-D

I'm so glad you enjoyed this part! I wanted there to be something you hadn't seen when the past part went up. Thanks for an amazing ride!

[aprilstarchild.livejournal.com]

YES YES YES YES YES!!!!

AHAHAHAAHA I love people's reactions. It's like tumblr. Which is where I bet you got all those gifs and whatnot.

The press conference! Nice detail.

Sherlock's matter-of-factness with the handcuffs is just perfect.

This is the first time I've really seen someone acknowledge in a fic that sometimes anal sex just isn't going to happen. I don't know why, but I liked it. Just makes it feel more real, I guess?

The mental image of Sherlock handcuffing himself to a bed: hnnnnng oh god.

I LOVED THIS STORY and I'm sad it's over but excited to see what you write next. I'm also thrilled to no end to meet you this weekend!

[emmagrant01.livejournal.com]

It's like tumblr.

Actually, that was 100% based on LJ party posts. I did some research to try to capture the typical things that happen in them. I'm pretty sure all the gifs came from various LJ party posts too. :-D

This is the first time I've really seen someone acknowledge in a fic that sometimes anal sex just isn't going to happen. I don't know why, but I liked it.

Thank you so much for commenting on that! A while back I was reading some internet discussion forums on anal sex for fic research (no, really) and that was something that was being discussed. I realized I'd never seen it in a fic before, so I decided to try to work it into this fic somewhere. One of my recent favorite fandom quotes (which I need to make into an icon at some point) is by elenauial: "Fanfic exists in a universe without bowel movements." It's SO TRUE. So yeah, I'm all about flipping conventions on their heads lately, so there you go.

I will see you in just a few hours!

[gina87.livejournal.com]

Perfect ending! Love how you write them together.

[emmagrant01.livejournal.com]

Thank you so much!

[andrandiriel.livejournal.com]

THE INTERNET FORUM. So, so perfect. And this is an absolutely perfect (and hot) ending to a wonderful story full of all the things that are wonderful in the world. I would like to see how their respective landlords react when they find out about the hole in the wall. I could go on and on, but I think everything's been touched on already. Just... Full of perfectness. Seriously. Every paragraph. ^_^

[emmagrant01.livejournal.com]

Thank you! The last bits and the epilogue were SO much fun to write, so it's great to know that people enjoyed reading it as well. :-)

[aeron-lanart.livejournal.com]

I've loved this series. I'm a big OT3 fan anyway, but this just fits them all so beautifully. Part of me is sad to see it finished.

I'd be more than happy to see outtakes/differing points of view, if you were so inclined. :)

[emmagrant01.livejournal.com]

Thank you! This is the first real OT3 I've written , so I appreciate that!

[justgotone.livejournal.com]

AHH, this is the candy in my trick or treat bag!

Sherlock and Greg -- my head canon porn circle is complete. Thank you.

::deeply satisfied::

[emmagrant01.livejournal.com]

Thank you so much for reading!

[sunny-rainfall.livejournal.com]

ahhhh i'm sad this is over. it was brilliant

[emmagrant01.livejournal.com]

I'm kind of sad too! It's always hard to say goodbye to characters at the end of a fic.

Thank you so much!

[(Anonymous)]

Perfect end of a great story! :) Well done!
I'm looking forward to reread the whole fic at once!

[emmagrant01.livejournal.com]

Thank you! :-)

[jperceval.livejournal.com]

This ending was soooo worth waiting for.I love how you worked out this OT3; it's glorious. And I cracked up over the internet forum stuff. :-)

[emmagrant01.livejournal.com]

Thank you! It was definitely a challenge, and I'm so glad people seem to be enjoying reading it!

[bluebellanon]

I really enjoyed this! Such a great fic. :)

[emmagrant01.livejournal.com]

Thank you! :-)

[alaria.livejournal.com]

There is so much I love about this fic! Like how John and Sherlock get togheter first, then John and Greg, and last Greg and Sherlock - but it really started with the two of them in a way. I really enjoy the realism of the whole thing and all the different relationships, that there is separate relationships between them. The party post - LOL!