http://archiveofourown.org/works/7146659
June Prompt: Wedding Worries. Rating: Gen. Pairing: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson. Additional characters: Harry Watson.
Harry wasn’t expecting John to ask her to stand up with him. She’s the addict. She’s a trainwreck. She’s going to let him down. But Johnny wants her there.
TW: self-hatred, brief references to abuse, addiction recovery.
Die Axt im Haus
Fandom: Sherlock
Pairing: Johnlock
Rating: Explicit
Summary: A raid into a foreign village leads Jon to the plunder of a lifetime. [Sorta ‘Vikings’ crossover.]
Additional Tags: Viking!John, fakemonk!Sherlock, top!Sherlock, bottom!John, Anal, Rough Sex, Alternate Universe – Vikings, Vikinglock
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Uhm, I almost never write any kind of fan fic, and I’m not sure this would be considered fanfic, but I spent a lot of time thinking about what was going through Bucky’s head between the time he fell off the train to when he met Steve in the future and started to remember. Someone on Tumblr mentioned about why Bucky didn’t fight the mind wipe and after reading some other stuff, I think subconsciously, Bucky didn’t want to remember, so here’s a little thing after the cut.
werejohn ficlet
The occasional client still contacts John. Usually he declines. Sometimes he’ll shepherd them towards a sympathetic police officer he used to know. He doesn’t do The Work anymore. He doesn’t do much of anything. One such worried face arrives at his door step over a year after Sherlock’s death. He only takes a look into things because it’s so reminiscent of the H.O.U.N.D. case. He imagines he could sort things out quickly and clue in Lestrade to the situation. It’s not what he thinks at all. In the horrible aftermath he he begins to wish he was dead too.
Please write more stitchy!
Barricade – stitchy – Sherlock (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Barricade – stitchy – Sherlock (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
An HLV time-skip filler, and follow-up fic, in which Sherlock has been struggling to keep his feelings at bay for everyone’s sake. (14k, explicit)
Go read it! It’s really good!
Lullaby
“Castiel?”
The once-angel jumped at the sound of his name, whipping his head around to see a familiar blonde peering at him, concern lighting her striking blue eyes.
“Rose,” he said graciously, nodding. “It is…rather late, isn’t it?”
“Very late,” she agreed, taking…