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Everything Wrong with Sherlock's Day Ch 14Everything Wrong with Sherlock's Day Ch 14 by FlyingLion76
FlyingLion: After another rather long break, the random antics of William Sherlock Scott Holmes and his shorter by comparison BFF John Hamish Watson continue…
EVERYTHING WRONG WITH SHERLOCK'S DAY
as ordered by Scotland Yard~
1. Woke up in sweaty blankets.
2. Removed Jerry off of sweaty brow.
3. Took a shower.
4. Got kicked out of shower by Mary.
5. Got yelled at by John for barging on Mary again.
6. Hurried out to Scotland Yard for next case.
7. Examined superheated corpse.
8. Revealed to Lestrade it was the work of a pyromaniac by examining the victims left index finger.
9. Went with Lestrade to arrest pyromaniac murderer.
10. Stopped at Bart's to twist ankle of runaway train victim.
11. Ate pasta and chips with Molly.
Where Our Hearts Truly Lie, Chapter 1Chapter 1: Saving John WatsonWhere Our Hearts Truly Lie, Chapter 1 by DragonHaven42
Sherlock lay staring up at the peeling ceiling of 221b. John and Mary had left on holiday over a week ago, and he had spent most of that week in Baker Street. Even the possibility that Moriarty was still out there could not interest him.
He picked up his phone, already aware it would not show him what he wanted. He checked it anyway. Zero texts from John. He had won a raffle for a couple’s stay at a luxury resort, one that believed cell service took away from the experience.
Sherlock put down the phone and glanced over to John’s chair, remembering the night he had revealed Mary’s deception.
Mary, what was he going to do with her? He did not trust her despite what he had told John. His friend had been keeping to himself since that night, he had no idea what John was thinking about his wife.
The detective jumped up suddenly and hurried to his computer. There was a way he could see John. He pulled up the resort’s website and hacked int
Hidden Secret SherlockxReader Chapter 1Hidden Secret SherlockxReader Chapter 1 by chrislokistark
My last goodbye
I put my hand on barrier railing and looked up. I couldn´t do it. I couldn´t look up. I bowed my head and looked to my high heels. My heart was still empty and my inside was like dessert without oasis. But I must do it for the first and last time. My heart was beating like a bell. I closed my eyes and made the first step. Remembers on this flat, house, people and him were emerging in every my steps, which I made. But remembers on him was very strong. Only one man I truly loved in my life. I stood on one stair, started laughed. This stair remembered me night, when we drunk and we couldn´t wait and we almost had a sex on stairs. This was a perfect time, but there are before me. Two years. I looked before me, only a few stairs and I will be in my finish – flat. I breathed the air. My lungs need an air. There is only last obstacle – open the door and entrance to his flat. My right hand started shaking when I was putting my hand on door handle. I c
Sherlock X Reader: Let's Play ConvictThere were two things you knew your alibi depended on:Sherlock X Reader: Let's Play Convict by whisperer96
1. The amount of blood on your hands, and
2. The position of the dead body.
Unfortunately, the former was theoretical and the latter was dependant of the placement of the footprints in the snow and the time of death.
Unfortunately for you, the footprints happened to lead to your feet, and happened to be from the same size foot as you.
As unfortunate circumstances go, this was pretty high on your scale.
And considering the presumed murder weapon had just dropped to the ground from your hands, slashing through the snow like the heart of the mangled corpse in front of you, the weight of this murder would surely land upon your head.
Retching was all your stomach could do to cope with the sight.
Bitterness stung through your limbs as you curled up in the snow, a broad tree offering support as a backrest whilst you found it impeccably hard to tear your eyes from such a bloody scene. Untouched snow became stained with a thousand rose peta
(10) A Study in Skyrim [Sherlock/Skyrim Crossover]For the remaining nights of the full moon, John and Vistha camped in the witches’ cave, while Sherlock and Aela spent their nights in the mountains. They believed it would be the safest thing to do.(10) A Study in Skyrim [Sherlock/Skyrim Crossover] by Darkshine97
John kicked what appeared to be rat bones against the cave wall.
“This place is disgusting.” He said.
“The Glenmoril witches don’t care much for hygiene.” Vistha remarked, clearing a space for him to sit by the fire.
They’d prepared a fire after collecting firewood from outside. The small, flickering fire gave the dank cave an orange glow.
“How did you and Sherlock meet?” Vistha asked.
“We met in prison.” John poked a stick in fire, shifting one of the logs. “We escaped together. I think he’d known exactly how to escape for a long time, but he just didn’t know what he’d do on the outside.”
“So you escaped and came to the college?” Vistha inquired.
“Yes. I saw him transform not l
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