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tf2incorrectquotes · 2 months
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My Emesis Blue: Incorrect AU:
Mikhail: *honestly concerned* Is Medic sure he'll be alright on battlefield? He not soldier, he doctor.
Fritz: *looking him in the eyes* Correction; I'm an Army Doctor, which means I could break every bone in your body while naming them.
Mikhail: *feels his heart skip a beat and his face flush*
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a-freemaniac · 6 months
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Not Christmas related just curiosity on my part:
Do you re-read fics you particularly loved?
And did you ever start re-reading the moment you finished the story?
Tell me I'm not the only one....tell me I say 🤣🤣
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bs2sjh · 5 days
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New Fic: Flatmate and a Half
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What if there was 50% more Holmes at 221b Baker St?
Sherlock has a little extra secret that he doesn't tell John about immediately. There are two Holmes boys at the flat, and both would quite like John to move in.
Posting weekly on Ao3. Chapters 1 and 2 are available now.
If you'd like tagging, let me know!
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ryuusea · 9 months
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comic inspired by 221binbros’s sherliam photographer/model au!
check out the fic, they’re so smitten I’m screaming!!!
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classifiedsto3 · 3 months
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SHERLOCK & CO AND DETROIT BECOME HUMAN AU?????? YESSIRRR
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sherlockianscholar · 7 months
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the additional fact that acd and wilde were good acquaintances (which is examined in a paragraph above the first screenshot) speaks volumes. maybe just coincidence, but this feels really compelling to me. just something to think about.
more info on oscar wilde's legal battles here. and the original set of articles, "Sherlock Holmes and Victorian Homosexuality" in part one and part two.
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lisbeth-kk · 4 months
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Day 1 of Fluffbruary (at last) downy - clinic - nuance
Sherlock fandom.
Never Forgotten
Summary: For a long time, John couldn't forget those cerulean eyes and that mischievous smile, but eventually he did. Until he saw them again, and again. John's decision to ask the greatest favour of the young man they belonged to the first time they spoke, proved to be life altering for both of them.
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ellieslittleburrow · 4 months
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Summary : your dad, Hannibal. And your brother Sherlock sense something different about you. They bug you about it and later find out that you're being bullied. Needless to say, each one reacts differently. But both are comforting enough to get you to smile again.
Pairings : Alternate Universe : Hannibal Lecter x daughter, Sherlock holmes x sister.
Warnings : Hannibal being a cutie pie dad, mentions of bullying, a punch scene, mentions of wanting to off somebody.
A/N: yall know how much we love big boiz and these two are the perfect definition of that!!! Also let's ignore the fact that they're both somehow hoe at the same time like- don't they have no life??? Also i'm sorry if any of yall suffer from bullying ❤️. I really hope this doesn't trigger you. And i hope it comforts yall. I decided to delete it from the other account because i'm trying to get used to this one. Sorry if that confuses anybody lol
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Home sweet home.
Opening the door to your house, a very distinctive smell of rosemary oil slaps your nose as your pupils suddenly dilate, adjusting to the dim blueish feel of the house. That's what you've always loved about home. It wasn't just a safe space you thought about whenever you were outside, it was a smell, a look, a feel, warmth no matter how cold it was. Inner warmth.
"Little one."
You emerged back to real life.
"Oh" Spinning your head to the side, you catch your brother in act, pinning his head backwards as he sighs dramatically. "I caught her. Finally, i can have her now. She has awoken from her daydreams and she finally has time for us."
Your shoulders slouch as you roll your eyes at him. You're annoyed. And fucking pressured.
Your father and brother have been bugging you about what's been going on. A genius detective and a genius psychiatrist are two of the things you DO NOT want to be surrounded with.
But here you are, living with both-
"There she goes again."
Snapped out, again, of your little world, you huff, even more annoyed now.
"Would you both leave me alone."
The words come out harsher than you expected. You brush past them, taking off your coat before tossing it on the sofa. That upsets your dad. Sherlock too. But one's dangerous. The other one is too. Just..less dangerous.
"Something's different about you...I just can't seem to find what it is."
You smile when they're facing your back. You're honored to know that you're a difficult person to read, as reading is all they do.
As you walk upstairs, Sherlock follows behind. "What's been bugging you?"
"Nothing, Sherlock. Leave it." You mumble, entering your room, not bothering to look back because you know Sherlock to be respectful enough not to force things out of you. He can tell when you're really not in the mood to talk.
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On your way home, you like to walk past the forest entrance. The forest that's been known, your whole life, for it's eerie feels. The forest that only those YOLO people dare go into. Walking past it always made your blood pump, filled it with such adrenaline that- it made you feel al-
"Hey there, Lecter."
Fuck.
The voice is too close behind. How did you not realize somebody was behind you? If your dad were to hear he'd be so mad.
You slowly pivot around, only to find more than the one girl you expected.
Uh...
"Miller, let's not do this, okay? It's been a very long week and I'm t-"
You're interrupted by a fist that flies towards your face. And it's too quick so all you manage to do is lean back, making contact less painful. You stagger backwards, reaching up for your nose.
This bitch.
"Don't tell me what to do, Lecter. I choose when and what to do."
Miller and her rats walk away, leaving you frozen in place.
When did this become such a normal thing? You achingly take a deep breath in. You'd fight back, but you'd kill her. And that's not something you really want..
As you start walking home again, you think about how you're going to hide your bloody nose from your family...Or maybe..You won't. Too tired to do anything....You just didn't care anymore.
Opening the door, you're welcomed with that sweet sweet smell but...Fuck that and fuck everyth-
"What's that?"
You look up to find your dad hurrying towards you. He hols his hands out, ready to grab your cheeks but you flinch. The shock from earlier not having worn off.
"It's okay. It's just me." He reassures you, examining your nose as he rotates your head up and down. "Who did this to you?"
"It....It doesn't matter." You mutter, pulling away from him before heading for the living room.
"What's g-What's that?" Sherlock almost copies Hannibal but you lean back, holding an arm out to stop him. But he ignores it, grabbing your face to take a better look at your dried up bloody nose.
"Who did th-"
"It doesn't mattteeeeeeer." You groan this time, rolling your eyes as you once again pull yourself away. "It's just somebody from school that dislike me for no fucking reason." Your voice gets lower at the end of your sentence.
There really no reas-
"I'm sorry?" Sherlock frowns. "And you didn't think about telling us about this earlier? We would've hel-"
"How?" You cut Sherlock off, bitterness lacing your voice. You violently swing your coat and toss it on the sofa. "How the fuck would you have been able to help?"
"I know a way." Your dad joins in. You can sense the smirk creeping up on his lips. You can hear it in his voice.
"Is it a boy, or a girl?" Sherlock asks and before you get to reply, your dad does.
"It doesn't matter to me." Your dad jerks his knife playfully.. Although...the darkness in his eyes doesn't look so playful.
"What are their names, honey?" The doctor's voice is hauntingly blank. Just filled with nothingness. Like the person inside of him suddenly disappeared. And Sherlock senses it too.
"Father...Calm down...Please. I'll...." Sherlock's fatigued sigh stabs you in the heart. "I'll take care of it." He shoots his father a glare before grabbing your hand, gently. "I'll show you how to defend yourself."
You follow behind, turning when your dad speaks from a distance.
"I don't care what moves you're going to teach her, Sherlock. I'll make sure those kids never touch her again."
Your heart skips a beat. You don't want to ask. Don't want to know. You'd really rather not. But you ignore that...fear anyways. Why would you care. At least you had them to take care of you.
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wtf was this, am i right? I don't even how i managed to write it. Anyways, i hope yall enjoyed it. ❤❤❤🥀🥀🥀
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Mycroft Holmes & Greg Lestrade aka Mystrade
Holmes-Lestrade Family AU
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helloliriels · 5 months
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Christmas in Honeycutt
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CH. 13: Clarity & CH. 14: Dreaming
"Honestly John!
      It's embarrassing!"
"Keep your voice down, Mary." John shut the door of Mary’s bedroom behind them as she continued her rant.
"Why? Afraid your new boyfriend might hear me?" 
"You are blowing things way out of proportion … and I am asking you to think about this like a rational human being!!" It took a lot to make John raise his voice, but she was certainly trying his patience … 
She tossed her scarf into the side table. John barely catching the stole that came next. 
"In front of God and everybody! You were … !" 
John's heart stuttered for a minute … thinking she had seen them waltz … or worse … almost kiss?
                 “What? Mary?” 
***the party returns from the Christmas Eve Gala and with it, lines are drawn, and clarity is needed ***
Fic continued on AO3, 2 new chapters up! and posting through into the new year!
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frankidacre · 7 months
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If YOU!! Yes you!! If you love mystery games (like prof. Layton), Sherlock, Titanic, Welcome Home, literally anything from the 1860s-1930s, you are going to LOVE (or at least like) this little web-based story I’m working on!!
It’s called Dear Clarent, and it’s a silly mystery investigating a shipwreck from 1914. Yes, it is very much interactive!! There are lots of password/cipher protected links, documents, audio, etc :)
Also, all of the artwork on the site is made by me (so far), so supporting the site means supporting an emerging artist!
We have a funny mascot too if you love silly little guys btw <3
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fruitviking · 25 days
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a-freemaniac · 6 months
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News from a crazy mind...
Sherlock, mental health and the support from a fandom.
When Sherlock becomes what the doctor ordered....
100 days lie between those moments.
100 days since I wanted to die.
100 days since I emailed Dignitas.
100 days full of struggle and hope.
100 days later I made it out of hell again.
A handful of people who showed me unconditional love during the hardest setback of my disorder career.
I will love them till the day I die.
And once again the Sherlock world saved my soul before I destroyed it myself.
A fandom full of kindness and support and a detective and a doctor who saved me in more ways than they can ever imagine.
Had a doctors appointment on Friday and I have one hell of a doctor.
Not as good as John Watson but highly supportive of anything that increases my strength.
We talked about a little miracle.
A miracle that sounds so incredibly stupid but it is such a huge thing.
For the past five years I have to take besides my regular medication in mornings and in the evenings a little extra cocktail of meds in the afternoon to keep my extreme nervousness in check.
I'm nervous and tense 24/7 and it takes a toll on my body sometimes.
It makes it very hard to sleep and to find a way to sit still.
So the extra meds are necessary..
Ten days ago I started to listen to Podfics and quickly discovered a new way to enjoy the Sherlock universe.
I'm 43 years old and retired since I was 39 because my body couldn't take the stress anymore.
I have some free times during the day and I made it a habit for the past ten days to listen to Podfics in the afternoon and again at night.
And suddenly I could sleep and, and here comes the miracle..
I forgot to take my afternoon meds.
Even more my body relaxed in a way I haven't experienced in decades.
My body was obviously as surprised as I am because since a few days I have to drink a coffee in the afternoon, otherwise I would fall asleep.
I can only drink coffee without caffeine which tastes awful but otherwise my nervousness goes through the roof and I shake like a leaf.
But now instead of taking an extra dose of anxiety relief pills I take a real good old black coffee full of caffeine after listening to Podfics.
And that sounds incredibly ridiculous but for me it is a miracle because for the first time in over 15 years I feel calm and not because of a chemical reaction but because of a human reaction.
I know @totallysilvergirl had no idea what would happen by telling me about Podfics but I will never forget it!
Back to my incredible doctor who saw the change from a person who was determined to end this endless circle of depression and anxiety to a person who smiles again.
Now he ordered a six months try of daily Podfics ( no joke) to see if my blood levels improves and accordingly my medication can be reduced.
He knows that in the past three years my disorder was always better during my Sherlock highs so he is actually happy about the new development.
Long story short ( too late I know)
Do whatever feels right for you!
Invent your own therapy!
Do what makes you happy no matter how unconventional it might be.
Because you matter!!!!
I attach you my new and exciting Podfic collection for you.
Maybe you will find something you like.
Of course everything is available in Reading form as well.
Be happy in your own, weird, wonderful way.
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vanimelda4 · 2 months
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For who follows my writing.
Both my original Sherlock AU ghost story "Light" and its sequel "Storm" are now completely done!
You can find "Light" here:
And "Storm" here:
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221b-alovestory · 2 years
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In my head they fall for each other in every universe
Here is crime reporter John Watson interviewing world's only consulting detective Sherlock Holmes
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PS- Martin Freeman s tongue makes a special appearance
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bewitched-bullet · 2 months
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What I've been working on for To Pull on the Spider's Silk
A Johnlock AU
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"You would need to fully consent to it, of course." Sherlock's baritone from above him dropped ever-so-slightly. God, that voice pulled on strings he didn’t know he had.
"It requires complete–"
"Vulnerability; openness, yeah, I know" John interjected as he swallowed hard and looked back up at Sherlock. Sherlock's mercury eyes were locked onto John's. His entire body was tense, examining John's every minute shift. John did his best not to squirm. It was both parts unnerving and flattering to be so closely examined by this extraordinary man.
He cleared his throat. "Um, yeah," he gestured over to Sherlock's book shelf, "I came across some of the old customs in one of your books."
Sherlock seemed to relax a fraction, his sharp eyes softening. "So you know it requires a level of–"
"Intimacy, yeah," John finished quickly, snapping his eyes back over to the darker haired man. He blushed and rubbed the back of his neck. "I had to goggle what skyclad and the great rite meant, but, yeah, I get the concept."
A small smile flitted around Sherlock's lips. "We wouldn’t need anything that dramatic. However, playing to what we perceive as sacred would be essential. For someone who values physical touch as you do, a simple kiss would suffice."
He hesitated. "Would you consent, John?"
John bit his lip and looked away as he took his time to think. The idea of being caught, charged with unsanctioned use of magick, and locked away somewhere was not an option. Turning himself in before the madness took him and bonded to a strange Handler was tempting but definitely not appealing. John could feel the sharp sting of panic rising. A glance at Sherlock’s face told him that it didn’t escape his notice. Sherlock stepped closer. They were now toe to toe. John felt firm pressure at his elbows, where Sherlock was gently cupping them.
"If you had a true choice. One that wasn’t done by necessity....what would you choose?"
John racing mind immediately stilled as he stared up into Sherlock's intense silvery gaze, feeling achingly exposed.
"You. Always."
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