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blue dress revisited (sherlock fanfic)

Jun. 28th, 2012 | 11:59 am
music: John Cage - Sonatas and preludes for prepared piano

Title: blue dress revisited
Pairing: Sherlock Holmes/Jim Moriarty
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: None
Warnings: slash
Word Count: 1823
Disclaimer: No profit, no claim to fame. Characters are not mine.
Beta: belovedmuerto, kittyvane
Summary: This is a different version of another story called blue dress. This is a different version of another story called blue dress. I have switched it around a little bit and made it less angsty.

In which Jim hoists himself up on a table and Sherlock never really steps out of his trousers.

In collaboration with belovedmuerto I am writing a collection of Sherlock fanfiction using songs by British group Depeche Mode as inspiration. This one takes its starting point from the song Blue Dress off the Violator album.


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sorry!

Jan. 8th, 2012 | 10:02 am
mood: awake

I would like to apologize for the incredibly long hiatus on this blog. I sort of lost steam a little bit in anticipation of the new series. And right now I am sort of busy digesting the new episodes. But there is bound to be more once the last episode has aired. So please saty tuned.
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sweetest perfection

Oct. 22nd, 2011 | 08:47 am
mood: pensivepensive

Title: sweetest perfection
Pairing: Sherlock Holmes
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Warnings: angst, drug abuse, somewhat hallucinatory images 
Word Count: 767
Disclaimer: No profit, no claim to fame. Characters are not mine.
Beta:  belovedmuerto
Summary: This story is set before Sherlock became Consulting Detective par excellence. It tries to deal with his abusive relationship to drugs and why he needed them.

In collaboration with belovedmuerto I am writing a collection of Sherlock fanfiction using songs by British group Depeche Mode as inspiration. This one takes its starting point from the song Sweetest Perfection off the Violator album. 
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blue dress

Oct. 10th, 2011 | 12:37 pm

Title: blue dress
Pairing: Sherlock Holmes/Jim Moriarty
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: None
Warnings: Well, there's sex and it's not nice or fluffy, more verging on S&M. Domination games. 
Word Count: 2394
Disclaimer: No profit, no claim to fame. Characters are not mine.
Beta: kitty_vanebelovedmuerto
Summary: When boredom took over something new had to be invented to alleviate the ennui. This was a game they had both agreed on. There were unspoken rules only they understood, but with one ransom: John’s life.

In collaboration with belovedmuerto I am writing a collection of Sherlock fanfiction using songs by British group Depeche Mode as inspiration. This one takes its starting point from the song Blue Dress off the Violator album. Although a rather unusual love song it is nowhere near as creepy as this story ended up.


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macro

Oct. 10th, 2011 | 12:28 pm

Title: macro
Pairing: Sherlock/John
Rating: G
Spoilers: None
Warnings: None
Word Count: 101
Disclaimer: No profit, no claim to fame. Characters are not mine.
Beta: kitty_vane, belovedmuerto
Summary: In collaboration with belovedmuerto I am writing a collection of Sherlock fanfiction using songs by British group Depeche Mode as inspiration. This one takes its starting point from the song Macro from the Playing The Angel album. POV is Sherlock.


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fic: Methods of Dance

Sep. 1st, 2011 | 09:45 pm
mood: accomplished

Title: Methods of Dance
Pairing: Sherlock/John
Rating: G
Spoilers: None
Warnings: None, mildly angsty, but comforting towards the end
Word Count: 1534
Disclaimer: No profit, no claim to fame. Characters are not mine.
Beta: kittyvane, belovedmuerto and Mairwen
Summary: "Who are you, John Watson? When you walk into a room people stand taller, talk smarter, make funnier jokes". Sherlock examines his feelings for John and the world around him. A stream of consciousness more than a linear story.

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Mercury, part 1/3

Aug. 22nd, 2011 | 01:20 pm
mood: accomplished


Title: Mercury
Pairing: fem!Sherlock, fem!Joan
Rating: G
Spoilers: None
Warnings: Mild swearing, description of migraine.
Word Count: 2076
Disclaimer: No profit, no claim to fame. Characters are not mine. 
Beta: kittyvane and Jean M
Summary: All female cast. Sherlock and Joan meet for the first time when Sherlock goes blind in the middle of a pursuit. 


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closer

Jul. 24th, 2011 | 11:29 pm

Title: closer
Pairing: John/Sherlock
Rating: G
Spoilers: None
Warnings: None, just fluff, basically.
Word Count: About 300, so very short
Disclaimer: No profit, no claim to fame. Characters are not mine.
Beta: None yet, so any corrections or suggestions are welcome.
Summary: They were not touching.

- Look at me.
Sherlock’s voice was low, almost inaudible. John could feel it vibrate through his body. He closed his eyes and felt the flat surface of the wall against his back. It was something solid to steady himself against when the whole world seemed to be liquefying.  Sherlock’s hands were resting against  the wall on either side of John’s head.

But they were not touching.

- Look at me, Sherlock’s voice was closer now, almost in his ear, his right ear.  
John drew in his breath sharply. He was trying to control himself, his breathing, keeping it steady despite his racing heart, so he turned his head away from Sherlock. But he would not open his eyes. Not just yet. The wall was still there, standing firm against his trembling hands. Fingertips touching what must be the joint between two wallpaper lengths.
He could feel Sherlock’s breath warm on his skin.

But they were still not touching.

They had begun to breathe in time with each other now, one man in, the other man out. Slowly, slowly. John opened his eyes and turned towards Sherlock. The first thing that came into focus was the little mole on the other man’s neck,  just there on the pale skin above his shirt collar. Sherlock’s pulse was visibly faster than usual. The next thing he saw was Sherlock’s mouth with its perfect Cupid’s bow, the lips slightly parted.

- Please, look at me. Sherlock’s voice was now a whisper, pleading but still steady. He wasn’t the sort of man that would beg or apologize. No, he was accustomed to people obeying his every whim. But this man, this John in front of him, would constantly take him aback. John raised his face slowly and met Sherlock’s eyes.

A rush of air through his lungs and then the world fell silent.

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