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Wow

Dream

Art by Colleen Doran

#sandman #dream #morpheus #colleen doran #art

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New chapters are up!

Chapter 30 (The Haircut – a sweet interlude)

Chapter 31 (Code Breakers - the plot steams ahead)

Perfect cover art by @spenglernot

#themanintheironcollar #johnlock #fanfic #magicalrealism #wip

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“I’m alive. This might be the first time I’ve ever really been alive in my whole fucking miserable life. This moment is what causes wars to start. The only books worth reading have been written about those lips.” ― Gregory Sherl, The Future for Curious People: A Novel

How many friends do you think he has? by linda-dama

#johnlock #perfect kiss

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NOW COMPLETE!

Chapters: 6/6 Fandom: Sherlock (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson Additional Tags: Djinni & Genies, Wishes, Time Travel, Temporary Character Death, Mutual Pining, John Watson is a Mess, Sherlock Holmes is a Mess, Sherlock Holmes Loves John Watson, John Watson Loves Sherlock Holmes, Angst with a Happy Ending, Heavy Angst, Eventual Happy Ending, Magical Realism, Magic,

"You never asked me to make him love you back. That's always one of the first things that someone asks me, you know. 'Make him fall in love.' 'Make her love me.' 'Make him return my feelings.' 'Make him want me.' Blah, blah, blah, on and on and on. But you didn't do that. Neither did he."

This is a story of seven wishes.

One wasted wish, five wishes that changed the world, and one wish that changed nothing at all.

A Fandom Trumps Hate gift for @khorazir

Read it here on AO3

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Chapter 29, Go Below, is up!

(I am having sooooooo much fun.)

Lestrade and Mycroft stepped through the Workworks tunnel entrance. A moment later, the liquid stonework rebuilt itself as a solid wall blocking the entry to his tiny posh office. Lestrade moved to follow Adler and stumbled in the darkness. 

Mycroft caught his arm, steadying him. “Adler, light, if you please. Not all company present can change their eyesight to see in the dark.”

The Shapeshifter grumbled, but the tunnel suddenly pulsed with blue light that emanated from Adler’s very skin as they strode away down the tunnel. 

“How are they… glowing ?” Lestrade whispered, following at a cautious distance as if Adler’s light might be caustic.

“Bioluminescence,” Mycroft replied quietly. “They can adapt to any environmental need – extreme heat, extreme cold, breathing air or water.”

“That’s… bloody remarkable.”

“Mm, indeed. And very useful as a spy.”

Lestrade ran his fingertips along the tunnel walls as they walked. It was smooth and rounded, sloping down steadily as if it had been left behind by some enormous worm tunneling to the middle of the earth. “So what’s this clever plan, Mycroft?” He tried to keep his voice light, though he was vibrating with nerves. 

Read the rest on A03

Perfect cover art by @spenglernot

#themanintheironcollar #johnlock #fanfic #magicalrealism #wip

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"John, there’s something ... I should say; I-I’ve meant to say always and then never have. Since it’s unlikely we’ll ever meet again, I might as well say it now."

"I love you."

#johnlock fanart #bbc sherlock

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Chapter 28, Resonance, is up!

A picnic, a read-aloud, shocking magical revelations, and the rating has changed to Mature. Which was inevitable.

Excellent cover art by @spenglernot

#themanintheironcollar #johnlock #fanfic #johnlockfic #magicalrealism #wip

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#heartstopper comics #heart melting

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This. THIS. Like, the plot is so much more tangled in the book - the war and Turnip Head and Markl and Lettie and and - and there's a sequel where Sophie has a baby while being transformed as a CAT

Cannot Stress Enough how important it is to read Howl’s Moving Castle written by Diana Wynn Jones immediately after watching Howl’s Moving Castle directed by Hayao Miyazaki. When he made the movie he was of course upset with war and thus included it in the film, but you gotta understand. You really Gotta Understand. Every time in the movie where Howl turns the door dial black to travel to an absolutely hellish warscape? You know where that same dial takes him in the book? The Real World Country Of Wales

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This fic is FIERCE <3

“You never asked me to make him love you back. That’s always one of the first things that someone asks me, you know. ‘Make him fall in love.’ ‘Make her love me.’ ‘Make him return my feelings.’ 'Make him want me.’ Blah, blah, blah, on and on and on. But you didn’t do that. Neither did he.”

This is a story of seven wishes.

One wasted wish, five wishes that changed the world, and one wish that changed nothing at all.

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A very belated Fandom Trumps Hate gift for @khorazir​

Read Chapter 1

#ficrec #johnlock fic rec #discordant words

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Chapters 25 through 27 are up!

#themanintheironcollar #johnlock #fanfic #magicalrealism #a hidden library #lots of emotional support

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Hello amazing humans.

I'm nervous, I'm giddy. I’m back. I promise not to paint on a bad mustache and pretend two years haven’t happened.

After a long, long, nourishing hibernation, The Man in the Iron Collar is back. Many chapters are in progress, so while I am a sloth-slow writer, there will be more to read in the days and weeks ahead, with the great goal of keeping up the momentum until the tale is told in full. Wish me luck.

Chapter 24 - Tea and Tendrils

Scraps of foresight had peppered Sherlock’s dreams since childhood, but this summer the trickle had become a torrent. What was coming? Who was this man who appeared in so many of the visions?

And then Captain John Watson had strode into his circus tent and the cryptic visions had begun to come true.

Fragments of dream-premonitions replayed in his mind on a frenetic loop.

The wind screams in his ears as he pulls out of a loop-de-loop, John gripped tightly to his chest, the circus far below–

Netters close, close – a forest full of fire, smoke chokes his lungs, panic in his veins as he grabs hold of John and launches skyward, away away –

An Adelidae keening in pain, her flesh turning to stone. He shows John how to heal her–

An obelisk of pyrite looms below him in a cavern. He grabs John’s hand, they jump off the ledge–

They run through alleyways toward a half-constructed zeppelin. Netters are close behind. They need to jump unseen–

These visions had come to pass, but more – many more – still eluded him. Some were innocuous. A few were deeply pleasant. But most of the images squeezed him in a fist of fear.

In one dark vision, Sherlock was pushing John through a glimmering rent in the air, his cheeks wet with tears. In another, the snarling tarnished tiger-helm of a Netter glared down at him, an antlered head looming behind it with eyes like cold stars; in a third, he was walking through a too-still forest approaching an ash tree. His fingers brushed over the bark’s ridges, the whorls and grooves forming the likeness of a face –

He shuddered. What pieces of dream-sight held importance, and which were just subconscious flotsam? Was there a pattern he was missing? Some clue that would tell him what danger was truly coming? It was maddening. It felt as if the answers were just on the edge of thought. The fractured scenes flashed through his mind, faster, faster –

John’s fingers slid over Sherlock’s sharply-bouncing knee, his touch anchoring him back in the present.

Alright?

The visions ebbed away.

Sherlock took a deep, shaky breath. Thank you. Got lost in my thoughts.

He was sitting in a comfortable chair by Mrs. Hudson’s crackling magical fire, so close to John’s own chair that their knees lightly brushed. His hands were holding a cooling cup of tea. He took a sip of the earthy jasmine. The wards and seals of the Haven hummed just on the edge of his perception. They were free. They were safe.

Read the rest of Chapter 24 on AO3

While I’m going forward unbeta’d, @shirleycarlton will always have my profound gratitude for hours of excellent beta’ing and support.

And cover art by @spenglernot is still so utterly perfect.

Back to writing. Damn it feels good to be back.

#fanfic #themanintheironcollar #magic #wip #flying kisses and lots of danger #johnlockfic

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Angst, magic and johnlock ❤️

“You never asked me to make him love you back. That’s always one of the first things that someone asks me, you know. ‘Make him fall in love.’ ‘Make her love me.’ ‘Make him return my feelings.’ 'Make him want me.’ Blah, blah, blah, on and on and on. But you didn’t do that. Neither did he.”

This is a story of seven wishes.

One wasted wish, five wishes that changed the world, and one wish that changed nothing at all.

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A very belated Fandom Trumps Hate gift for @khorazir​

Read Chapter 1

#ficrec #johnlock #discordantwords

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You Won’t BELIEVE How Many Em-Dashes Local Writer Can Squeeze Into One 5K Word Fic

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❤️❤️❤️❤️

No Place Like Home

Sometime after everything, Mobius ends up in Don’s place on the timeline and settles in. Loki is slowly but surely figuring out a way to leave the tree for longer periods of time. He wasn’t sure if Mobius would remember him, but loves him too much to stay away entirely even if he didn’t.

But Mobius does remember him, and his script flies out the window.

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I’m so utterly obsessed with these guys,,,, they just need to be silly dads in suburban cleveland,,,

for some reason I could not find any reference pictures for the kids? that’s why they’re a bit less fleshed out than loki and mobius. plus I don’t usually draw children, so 🤷‍♂️

I might have to make this a continuing au because my need for domestic fluff is already outweighing my need for sleep

#lokius #no place like home

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Tell me we’ll never get used to it.

Some No Place Like Home fluff because. I wanted to draw fluff. I don’t think this is necessarily the first time Mobius says “I love you” to Loki, but I do think that sometimes when he says it, Loki gets overwhelmed by the reminder that he’s allowed to have this now, and that they aren’t in danger.

There’s a playlist now, too :)

#lokius #fanart

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It’s the casual way Mobius sets his chaotic boyfriend The God of Mischief loose on everyone. Mobius is so attuned to Loki, he immediately knows how he’s going to react, offering him a gentle warning or permission to proceed. And Loki carefully waits for that permission before he acts, implying this is a familiar dynamic that’s been established beforehand.