Title: Grey Sky Morning
Author:FaceofMer (merindab is my tumblr name)
Song: Best I Ever Had (Grey Sky Morning) -Vertical Horizon
Summary: After the Fall, John struggles to carry on.
Rating: M
Pairing: Not really applicable
Genre: Angst?
Length: 1916
Warnings: Suicidal thoughts, suicide
Author notes: This is my first fic for this group, so, uh let me know what you think?
Links: AO3
Posting this for the day crowd, I finished my johnlock series last night, and I’d love you to check it out..
John finds that Sherlock comes to his bed late at night. During the day no one would ever know they were more then just friends and flatmates. But something different happens in the dark. Is it only a dream, a release? Or is it something more?
Okay doke, the newest Night Hymn story is up. Feels like there’s maybe one more story in this series, I guess we’ll see.
Teaser below the cut
“Be still!” John growled, holding Sherlock’s arm tightly in one hand and the suture in the other.
“It hurts,” hissed Sherlock
“Yes, that tends to go with getting shot. I told you to go to hospital.” John grit his teeth and adjusted the needle in his hand.
“Merely a graze, and I have a perfectly capable doctor, ergh, right here.“
Huffing angrily as Sherlock moved again, John shifted and straddled his lap, pinning him with his body weight as he leaned over Sherlock’s arm again.
They were on the couch, Sherlock with his shirt off, John still in his street clothes, even his blood stained jacket. His gun lay on the coffee table behind them, next to the open medical bag. The rest of the flat was dark, save the light illuminating the area where John worked deftly.
Finishing the last few stitches and tying them off, John took his weight off Sherlock. "You can open your eyes now.”
Still in Sherlock’s lap, John turned and dropped the needle into his bag, wiping his hands before grabbing a bandage. When he turned back, Sherlock was watching him. Licking his lips, John looked to the arm. He finished the job meticulously. “I should get washed up,“ he muttered, starting to stand.
Sherlock hooked an arm around John’s waist, pulling him down again. "Stay.”
Wow! One of my johnlock fics has crossed 2k hits. That’s amazing guys.
I did write something for the jack/sherlock/John pic. And the next night hymn. Just have to type everything up when I get home.
I just uploaded two more parts to Night Hymns:
The Sound of Distant Thunder: John learns how much Sherlock likes him to top.
Mistakes we Made: Drunk and jealous, John does something he’ll regret. But Sherlock misses something too.
I am just gonna warn you, Mistakes is pretty damn dark, especially at the beginning. That one is going to have major fallout, which will most likely happen in the next story.
Okay, so I wrote another johnlock piece today (The Shadows in the Night), and I’ve decided this will be part of a series I’m calling Night Hymns:
John finds that Sherlock comes to his bed late at night. During the day no one would ever know they were more then just friends and flatmates. But something different happens in the dark. Is it only a dream, a release? Or is it something more?
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Okay, I posted the bonus chapter for Concussion. Sorry about the feels.
I just made myself cry over this little sequel to Concussion. I don’t even know if I should post it. Might end up adding it as a bonus chapter or posting it separate I don’t know. Ugh. Feels.
Posted my last two chapters of Concussion, this time going to John Winchester’s POV. If you’d like me to write more kidfic, drop a comment or let me know 🙂