So guys I went to Cardiff Bay today and I went to have a look at Ianto’s shrine and i was getting emotional and then i came across these
OF COURSE THE SUPERNATURAL FANDOM WAS GOING TO COME INTO THIS ONE WAY OR ANOTHER
do you ever look back at your relationship with someone on the internet and just think oh my god i’m so fucking glad i clicked follow they make my life so much better
Allrighty folks, I have finished the last story for Night Hymns, and it’s over on AO3.
Finding Harbour in the Storm: On a dark and stormy night John and Sherlock both find what they didn’t know they were searching for.
Teaser below the cut
John Watson woke as thunder crashed outside his window. A few seconds later it was chased by lightning, then more thunder. It echoed like distant artillery off the mountains. He sat up, wrapping his arms around his knees as he breathed in the humid, rain-soaked air of his room
Looking towards the clock, John saw the power was out. Thunder crashed again, lightning merging with muzzle flash in his mind’s eye. A cold chill spiking down his back, he threw the covers back and grabbed his robe. Quietly he stole down the steps as lightning lit the flat again. Turning, he saw Sherlocks door was ajar, the flicker of a candle drawing him to the door.
Stealing down the hall, John pushed the door open cautiously. On his bed, Sherlock lay curled up on his side, head propped on his hand as he read a book near the flickering candle. He looked up and saw John. They stared at each other, then Sherlock started to reach to put out the candle. John hurried forward and caught his hand, leaning down to kiss him.
“No,” said John as he pulled back and looked into Sherlock’s face, still holding the man’s wrist. “I want to see you.”
Titles suck, that is all
tumblr makes me forget that age differences and time zones exist
Canton Everett Delaware III /ˈkæntɒn ˈevərət ˈdeləweə ðə ˈθɜːd/: Human. Kicked out of the FBI for wanting to marry an African-American man. Served on a special mission for President Nixon along with The Doctor, River Song, Amelia Pond and Rory Williams to stop The Silence in 1969. He was one of the five people who were invited to The Doctor’s death and funeral at Lake Silencio.