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Test - a podfic a day keeps the sadness away.
A Harry Potter fic
Sherlock Podfic Rec - test of concept
It's time to start making sure you can #vote, especially if you live in a Red State.
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Sherlock Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson, Mary Morstan/John Watson Additional Tags: Angst, Sex, First Time, Post Season 3 Summary:
Dearest Sherlock,
It’s only a matter of time before the police come to get me. It’s much too obvious. I wouldn’t even rate the crime scene a four. It’s always the husband, isn’t it?
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Armour with bling!
She’s singing Rasputin!
(https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=SYnVYJDxu2Q)
“See you in ‘84!” — Wonder Woman 1984 digital poster
Work in Progress
After Sherlock Holmes died, he and the spirit of John Watson spent some time bumming around as ghosts. It was Sherlock's idea of course. He still loved the world and there were things that he had left to do. The freedom of going unseen and delving into mysteries that none had been able to solve filled him with glee, and John, who had been with him constantly through the latter years of his life as his body had failed him more and more, couldn't begrudge him his enthusiasm.
The only thing that gave John pause was Sherlock's chosen form. An old man's body had never seemed to fit Sherlock whose spirit was never old, but John was still surprised when he took Sherlock's hand to help him out of his body, and he pulled out the form of an eleven year old boy, curly-haired and smiling with one missing tooth, and scratches on his knees. It did seem to fit his personality, wild and mischievous. It looked so appropriate as he manipulated the air making channels of cold and heat that caused the bees to fly in complex spirals and shape forms like helices and starbursts. It also fit the ghost who liked to pull Mycroft's toupee off of his head at inappropriate times. A prank that had his spirit rolling on the floor in laughter and also left a smile on the edge of Mycroft's face who looked almost as if he knew that Sherlock was there. Then again, he probably did know about it given the fact that Sherlock had written extensive notes in his lifetime about his haunting by the demon spirit of John Watson. Mycroft would have inherited the notes, and his mind was never one to be limited by what everyone else 'knew' was true. Sherlock's form was wholly appropriate to his person, but John had hoped for more, and in this form John couldn't get himself to do more than give him a hug and a peck on the forehead from time to time.
http://archiveofourown.org/works/5116694/chapters/11771549#main