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Feels almost rude to post today, but perhaps it's fanfics we need? I don't know, but I've promised to post today, so here we are. 🖤

Scorn and the Saint-Maker, chapter 21: Wouldn't you like to know?

Scorn and the Saint-Maker is a murder mystery/ineffable husbands romance/who-turned-them-human Good Omens fanfic, set at a university in Scotland, with lots of smut, ✨sexy maths✨ (reportedly), and one trans angel

Chapter 21 summary: Someone asks for Doctor Fell at the library.

Rating, warnings: Rated E for skippable smut. Chapter is T otherwise. Also contains reference to unhealthy drinking. (Please see tags for warnings for rest of fic.)

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“Do you believe in a higher power, Doctor Fell?” “I don’t know.” He chuckled. “I suppose I’ve stopped. Why?” “Well, there are some things as can’t easily be explained otherwise.” She began to rummage around in her purse. “Work I used to do, you see some things like that. ‘S how I met your ringer, you know? And his.”

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Scorn and the Saint-Maker, chapter 19: No, there's no making sense of it

Scorn and the Saint-Maker is a murder mystery/ineffable husbands romance/who-turned-them-human Good Omens fanfic, set at a university in Scotland, with lots of (as-yet skippable) level-5 smut, ✨sexy maths✨ (reportedly), and one trans angel

Chapter 19 summary: Demonology-adjacent research is attempted. (Unsurprisingly, there are distractions. There are even distractions to the distractions.)

Rating: Chapter rated just barely E, for a brief smutty bit which is skippable. (M otherwise.)

Notices/warnings: Mention of STI tests & private parts, including one crude/direct 🍆 mention outside the skippable bit

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“Punishment for my sins,” he muttered. “That’s what this has to be. I am to be kept forever in a state of frustration—” Fell cut him off with the softest lips in the history of lips. He put his hands on Crowley’s hips this time. “Not forever.” Then he pulled back, all apologetic smiles and coy glances and squeezable body and absolute temptation, and unpacked the notes from his bag.

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I’m nowhere near arrogant enough to think anyone remembers me or cares overmuch. But, I’m really pushing through to finish AYVF, and I’ve got two more big ideas in the pipeline, so if any of the folks from back in the day are hanging around, you know. Hi again.

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i was pretty excited to get the ao3 emails for the new chapters. gonna have to re read a bit to get back up to speed.

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Chapters: 17/19 Fandom: Sherlock (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson Characters: Sherlock Holmes, John Watson, Mycroft Holmes, Greg Lestrade, Mary Morstan, Anthea (Sherlock) Additional Tags: Angst, Adventure, Post canon, Not A Fix-It, Character Death, NOT SHERLOCK OR JOHN, First Time, Romance, Grief/Mourning, POV John Watson, Blood (in a medical context), Anal Sex, Blow Jobs, Rimming, post-HLV, series 3 fix it, Hurt/Comfort, Developing Relationship Summary:

He thinks about going to Sherlock, wrapping his arms around his slim body, holding him and comforting him in his terrible sorrow. But the distance between them feels like an ocean, like the expanse of the cold Atlantic between here and London, and he has no idea how to cross that vast chasm, or even if Sherlock wants him to.

They are here together, the two of them against the world a thousand miles from home–but John suddenly sees that in a profound way, each locked inside their private grief, they’ve never been more alone.

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Chapters: 15/? Fandom: Sherlock (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson Characters: Sherlock Holmes, John Watson, Mycroft Holmes, Greg Lestrade, Mary Morstan, Anthea (Sherlock) Additional Tags: Angst, Adventure, Post canon, Not A Fix-It, Character Death, NOT SHERLOCK OR JOHN, First Time, Romance, Grief/Mourning, POV John Watson, Blood (in a medical context), Anal Sex, Blow Jobs, Rimming Summary:

He thinks about going to Sherlock, wrapping his arms around his slim body, holding him and comforting him in his terrible sorrow. But the distance between them feels like an ocean, like the expanse of the cold Atlantic between here and London, and he has no idea how to cross that vast chasm, or even if Sherlock wants him to.

They are here together, the two of them against the world a thousand miles from home–but John suddenly sees that in a profound way, each locked inside their private grief, they’ve never been more alone.

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Green.

The word green was used to convey a great many things. Illness. Envy. Inexperience.

Standing there amidst Janine’s chattering bridesmaids, watching Sherlock furrow his brow and study fabric swatches, watching him smile and simper and flirt, John thought it a remarkably apt colour choice. Because he felt quite sick to his stomach, he feared the source of said sickness might very well be jealousy, and he had absolutely no idea at all what to do about it.

Or: Sherlock needs to fake a relationship for a case. He doesn’t ask John.

Chapter 11 is now posted!

In which the wedding day has finally arrived.

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*flails*

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Green.

The word green was used to convey a great many things. Illness. Envy. Inexperience.

Standing there amidst Janine’s chattering bridesmaids, watching Sherlock furrow his brow and study fabric swatches, watching him smile and simper and flirt, John thought it a remarkably apt colour choice. Because he felt quite sick to his stomach, he feared the source of said sickness might very well be jealousy, and he had absolutely no idea at all what to do about it.

Or: Sherlock needs to fake a relationship for a case. He doesn’t ask John.

In which John finally reaches his breaking point.

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Each chapter, i think the angst-rack has been cranked up as far as it will go, and each chapter, it gets cranked up that much farther! AAUUGGHH it hurts so good!

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Green.

The word green was used to convey a great many things. Illness. Envy. Inexperience.

Standing there amidst Janine’s chattering bridesmaids, watching Sherlock furrow his brow and study fabric swatches, watching him smile and simper and flirt, John thought it a remarkably apt colour choice. Because he felt quite sick to his stomach, he feared the source of said sickness might very well be jealousy, and he had absolutely no idea at all what to do about it.

Or: Sherlock needs to fake a relationship for a case. He doesn’t ask John.

Chapter 8 is now up!

In which John and Sherlock give the whole stag night thing another try.

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Of Dressing Gowns and Other Foibles Update (etc)

So, I unexpectedly got stuck on the last chapter. Writer's block. My mind just went blank and I was dealing with so many stressful things at once and just couldn't work it out--what the tone should be, etc. I just kinda lost it. I'm still stressed tbh, but now I'm back working on it. I can't promise when the update will be out (I don't want to rush it bc I want a satisfying conclusion), but I'm working on it steadily and am aiming for sooner rather than later. Sorry for the delay.

I also have really been in the mood to get back to work on Somewhere in the Etcetera, so you can expect some progress on that soon as well if you had been reading that.

Links to the fics mentioned if strangers are interested:

  • Summary: When John finds out that his best friend is 36 and still a virgin, he makes it his personal mission to open Sherlock up to new experiences and possibilities. In other words, he decides to rock his world. Ahem. By proxy, of course....
  • Summary: John has been back living at Baker Street for a while now, but he's still feeling adrift following Mary's death and his pseudo-affair. Now he must return home for Christmas to deal with a family emergency, and he and Harriet are reunited temporarily under their parents' roof. Predictably, it's no easier than it ever was when they were growing up. Old tensions resurface and John finds himself going head-to-head with the past in far more ways than he could ever possibly be ready for. His sister takes it upon herself to open John's mind to all the possibilities his life now presents. (This fic portrays a more developed version of Harry Watson than we normally see. I plan on using this Harry in other future fics bc I really like her.)

Tags: (Let me know if you want to be tagged/untagged re updates on my Johnlock fics)

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Green.

The word green was used to convey a great many things. Illness. Envy. Inexperience.

Standing there amidst Janine’s chattering bridesmaids, watching Sherlock furrow his brow and study fabric swatches, watching him smile and simper and flirt, John thought it a remarkably apt colour choice. Because he felt quite sick to his stomach, he feared the source of said sickness might very well be jealousy, and he had absolutely no idea at all what to do about it.

Or: Sherlock needs to fake a relationship for a case. He doesn’t ask John.

Chapter 5 is now up!

Flowers! Dancing! Pining! Oh, my!

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Sticking it in and turning it, more like. Hurts so good!

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Green.

The word green was used to convey a great many things. Illness. Envy. Inexperience.

Standing there amidst Janine’s chattering bridesmaids, watching Sherlock furrow his brow and study fabric swatches, watching him smile and simper and flirt, John thought it a remarkably apt colour choice. Because he felt quite sick to his stomach, he feared the source of said sickness might very well be jealousy, and he had absolutely no idea at all what to do about it.

Or: Sherlock needs to fake a relationship for a case. He doesn’t ask John.

Chapter 5 is now up!

Flowers! Dancing! Pining! Oh, my!

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sarahthecoat

OOOHHHHHH!!!

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Green.

The word green was used to convey a great many things. Illness. Envy. Inexperience.

Standing there amidst Janine’s chattering bridesmaids, watching Sherlock furrow his brow and study fabric swatches, watching him smile and simper and flirt, John thought it a remarkably apt colour choice. Because he felt quite sick to his stomach, he feared the source of said sickness might very well be jealousy, and he had absolutely no idea at all what to do about it.

Or: Sherlock needs to fake a relationship for a case. He doesn’t ask John.

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BRB reading!

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There had been three days of silence and a funeral. Sherlock had the terrible feeling that whatever happened next would depend, entirely, on him.

Written for @bakerstmel, who kindly bid on me in the 2018 @fandomtrumpshate charity auction.

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sarahthecoat

im really enjoying this story, much as i try to avoid following too many wips at once!

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De profundis, by darcylindbergh

“Is that what you did to me yesterday?” John asks, and Sherlock startles, nearly swallowing his tongue as an implication briefly gets the better of his memory. “What you did with the papers, you know? Seeing things that aren’t really there?”
I see all kinds of things that aren’t there, Sherlock thinks, and then, much more soberly, I’m not even sure that you’re really there. “Something like that, yes.”

TW for irreverent discussion of death and suicide. 

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