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Last post about it. Here’s all the fics I posted today and my notes about them:

Maybe That Movie Before Bed Was a Bad Idea  – This right here was my very first Johnlock fic. Okay it’s a threesome. But it’s all because of rednavi’s art. So in part you can thank/blame rednavi for everything else I’ve done.

Winter Boredom at Baker Street – I’m not gonna lie, I got into gunplay from Torchwood fanfic, but well, I think this one’s kinda hot.

At Last – Another first time fic. The song was in my head and I knew I had to write a fic for it.

The Value of an Omega –  For a long time this was my most popular fic. It’s omegaverse and casefic and one where I more tried to explore the interpersonal dynamics of omegaverse.

Hidden Hurts – Born out of a pre-S3 conversation with Allie, this one is about John discovering Sherlock’s scars.

Salt in the Wounds – My longest fic, this one started from the letswrithsherlock 1895 challenge. And then it just went from there.

Incomplete Data (or The Effect of Red Pants on One Sherlock Holmes) – One of my red pants monday fics. And I’m grateful to thescienceofjohnlock for encouraging me and telling me that fic totally counts for red pants monday.

Things Happen in the Small Hours of Morning – Part One of my Night Hymns series. Still one of my favorite things, though I can tell I’m a better writer now.

Resonance – Rimming, but actually a pretty sweet fic.

When Sherlock Buys the Cake –  This fic is an absolute delight. twinklingray gave me the prompt of Sherlock buying a birthday cake. And there is super adorable pocketsizepeople art to go with it.

Tandem – This was me comparing and contrasting johnlock and mystrade. How they’re the same, how they’re different. All in a 780 word smutfic.

A Smudge of Red Lipstick – This is part of my It’s For a Case series of crossdressing fics. I think this whole series was willietheplaidjacket’s fault.

A Winter Tale – I wrote this one for Nina’s nymphjohn, with fawnlock in there too.

Maybe Sherlock Should Ruin John’s Dates More Often – Based on reapersun art. What can I say, I like finding inspiration from fanart.

Only Three Days Gone – One of my earlier smut and fluff fics. Makes me smile.

Immortalis – Another one written for letswritesherlock with the prompt: “The dead body was the least of their worries.”  And set in a fantastical AU. I really love this one.

Cuffed for Science – A silly, smutty for science john fic

A Bun in the Hand – You know me wrtiting bunnylock is all stitchy’s fault.

Too Much Glitter – Bit of jealous Sherlock and another first time fic. With a strip club.

Pilot Smut Ficlet – The Sherlock Pilot is pretty much the gayest thing. And then I saw this gifset and I had to fic it.

Ilium – A prostitue!john AU. One of these days I need to write the sequel.

Stockings – Inspired by Willie’s art.

Brass– Military kink. Because of reasons.

One Starry Night – I never expected a vampire sherlock/werewolf john omegaverse fic to take off like it did.

I will now return you to your regular schedule of superwholock and too much John Barrowman.

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Last post about it. Here’s all the fics I posted today and my notes about them:

Maybe That Movie Before Bed Was a Bad Idea  – This right here was my very first Johnlock fic. Okay it’s a threesome. But it’s all because of rednavi’s art. So in part you can thank/blame rednavi for everything else I’ve done.

Winter Boredom at Baker Street – I’m not gonna lie, I got into gunplay from Torchwood fanfic, but well, I think this one’s kinda hot.

At Last – Another first time fic. The song was in my head and I knew I had to write a fic for it.

The Value of an Omega –  For a long time this was my most popular fic. It’s omegaverse and casefic and one where I more tried to explore the interpersonal dynamics of omegaverse.

Hidden Hurts – Born out of a pre-S3 conversation with Allie, this one is about John discovering Sherlock’s scars.

Salt in the Wounds – My longest fic, this one started from the letswrithsherlock 1895 challenge. And then it just went from there.

Incomplete Data (or The Effect of Red Pants on One Sherlock Holmes) – One of my red pants monday fics. And I’m grateful to thescienceofjohnlock for encouraging me and telling me that fic totally counts for red pants monday.

Things Happen in the Small Hours of Morning – Part One of my Night Hymns series. Still one of my favorite things, though I can tell I’m a better writer now.

Resonance – Rimming, but actually a pretty sweet fic.

When Sherlock Buys the Cake –  This fic is an absolute delight. twinklingray gave me the prompt of Sherlock buying a birthday cake. And there is super adorable pocketsizepeople art to go with it.

Tandem – This was me comparing and contrasting johnlock and mystrade. How they’re the same, how they’re different. All in a 780 word smutfic.

A Smudge of Red Lipstick – This is part of my It’s For a Case series of crossdressing fics. I think this whole series was willietheplaidjacket’s fault.

A Winter Tale – I wrote this one for Nina’s nymphjohn, with fawnlock in there too.

Maybe Sherlock Should Ruin John’s Dates More Often – Based on reapersun art. What can I say, I like finding inspiration from fanart.

Only Three Days Gone – One of my earlier smut and fluff fics. Makes me smile.

Immortalis – Another one written for letswritesherlock with the prompt: “The dead body was the least of their worries.”  And set in a fantastical AU. I really love this one.

Cuffed for Science – A silly, smutty for science john fic

A Bun in the Hand – You know me wrtiting bunnylock is all stitchy’s fault.

Too Much Glitter – Bit of jealous Sherlock and another first time fic. With a strip club.

Pilot Smut Ficlet – The Sherlock Pilot is pretty much the gayest thing. And then I saw this gifset and I had to fic it.

Ilium – A prostitue!john AU. One of these days I need to write the sequel.

Stockings – Inspired by Willie’s art.

Brass– Military kink. Because of reasons.

One Starry Night – I never expected a vampire sherlock/werewolf john omegaverse fic to take off like it did.

I will now return you to your regular schedule of superwholock and too much John Barrowman.

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C/O: Doctor Watson

themadkatter13-fanfiction:

Fandom: Sherlock

Pairing: Johnlock

Rating: Explicit

Summary: [MerKat RPs series 16] All the homeless know that when they need medical attention, they can count on Doctor Watson to provide it.

Additional Tags: creaturelock, Catlock, cat!Sherlock, Lop!John, Injury, Minor Injuries, top!John, Bottom!Sherlock, top!Sherlock, bottom!John, fingering, Anal, Sex, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Implied/Referenced Drug Use, Kemonomimi, BAMF John Watson, Doctor/Patient, Hurt/Comfort, Hurt

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bbcsherlockprompts:

Writing prompt:

Alternate ending to the scene from His Last Vow where Mary confronts Sherlock in the empty house, in which she mistakenly shoots and injures John thinking he was Sherlock.

Okay I wrote one: Unfriendly Fire

Kinda turned into a HLV fix-it fic…with smut on the end.

Allright, due to overwhelming demand from the internet, here is Jack Harkness/Sherlock Holmes. It’s PWP with a bit of feels. Sorry.

You Don’t Belong Here Either – Jack Harkness and Sherlock Holmes meet in a bar. It doesn’t quite go as expected.

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Jack sipped his drink, watching the bar. He didn’t often come to London, but sometimes the job demanded it. And that dark haired young man didn’t belong here. Not in this sort of bar anyway. Oh he was fitting in well. He would fool anyone else. But Jack Harkness had been around the block enough to spot a phony. He got a second pint and made his way over, sliding smoothly in next to the man. “Captain Jack Harkness,” he smiled, setting down the pint.

The stranger narrowed his eyes and looked at Jack, seeming to take in every detail. “You’re Torchwood.”

Jack leaned back, smile never slipping, even as he crossed his arms. “Well. You seem to have me at a disadvantage.”

He scoffed. “I have everyone at a disadvantage.”

Leaning forward again, Jack met his eyes. “You don’t belong in here. You came looking for someone.”

“Well then, ‘Captain’, that makes two of us.” His voice was deep, clearly used to manipulating people to get what he wanted. Maybe a latent psychic talent no one would know about for a few hundred years.

“Is the guy you’re looking for here?” Jack’s tongue slid along his lips.

Rolling his eyes, the man made to stand. “No. And I have no interest in anything you might have to offer.”

“Can I get a name, at least?” Jack watched him, intrigued.

“Sherlock Holmes.” He was gone in a swirl of coat. Jack chuckled. He knew that trick too. Well, he might be back. And Jack could be patient.

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This thing popped in my head falling asleep last night. Sherlock and John’s relationship, canon compliant, I think.

Into the Light – John and Sherlock became lovers after the pool. It would take much longer for them to speak it aloud.

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They’d become lovers after the pool. The Yard let them go in the wee hours of the morning, and Sherlock had taken John home. They climbed up to the flat and Sherlock wordlessly stripped him to check for wounds. John had turned and touched his cheek and as their eyes met they could no longer deny this. They fell into each other’s arms right there on the sofa, a nearly silent intercourse, parting as soon as it was done.

 But those times were rare. Their lovemaking only happened in the dark and small hours when even the bravest man’s heart might fail. They never spoke as they sought comfort in each other’s bodies. When it was over they went to their own rooms. And to the outside world they gave their excuses and lies: “I’m not gay.” “It’s the Work that’s important.”

 And then Sherlock had died.

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And now that I’ve spammed you all with John and Misha, have a quick little harkstiel ficlet I wrote earlier today:

Wake Me – Castiel is there when Jack has bad dreams.

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In his dreams, Jack could never get away. Faces haunted him. Places. Lives that he passed by, touched for a moment, or a year and then gone. He twitched in his sleep, seeing the ones he couldn’t save.

A kiss awakened him. Pushing the dreams aside, he smiled against it and opened his eyes. “Good morning, Prince Charming.”

Castiel’s brow furrowed. “I’m not a Prince.”

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Forgotten Fanfic Friday

There’s two I’d like to post here, but I think I’ll post the lesser known one first:

Doomsday at 221B – The so-called ghosts have been appearing for months, but when one suddenly appears in 221B and takes Sherlock, it’s up to John to rescue him, with a little help from Mycroft.

It’s a Sherlock/Doctor Who crossover I originally wrote for superwholockthecomic fanwork friday.

But mostly I just wanted to write John Watson facing down a Dalek.

Hey I haven’t posted a quick little pwp first time fic in a while:

A Pot of Tea – John never expected this to happen over a pot of tea

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John never expected this to happen over a pot of tea. They’d been moving closer and closer for months, neither of them quite willing to step over the invisible line between them. It would happen eventually, but John always figured it would happen in the adrenaline of a case, the heat of a moment.

But what really happened was this:

They were sitting eating breakfast. Or rather John was eating breakfast. Sherlock was in the kitchen and John assumed he was puttering with an experiment. Either way, the doctor was just getting over a cold that had kept him mostly in bed the last two days. Mrs. Hudson had brought food and tea and he’d barely even seen his flatmate, though late the night before he’d heard the violin. Sniffling just a bit he reached for his mug without looking up from the paper. The mug was gone.

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So August 1 is my one year anniversary of writing Johnlock. Instead of my normal queue I’m going to be posting links to 24 or so of my favorite johnlock fics that I’ve written. If you want to block it, everything will be tagged ‘a year of johnlock’

It’s been a helluva year. And I really think of August 1st as my ‘real’ AO3 anniversary. That first month I posted 27 litlte fics in 30 days, and my monthly average is still high.

And I’m so grateful to all of you who have read, and kudosed and commented. You keep me going. I’ve written way more than I ever thought I would, with no end in sight.