For @darnedchild for her birthday :)
A set to go with her fic âThe Power of Wordsâ.

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For @darnedchild for her birthday :)
A set to go with her fic âThe Power of Wordsâ.

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HELL YES INSPIRING THE NEXT GENERATION
Molyamory
This is an excerpt from the middle (thatâs important, this isnât the beginning of the fic!) of my new story. It is rated M but my little excerpt is not. Sorry Iâve been so absent. RealLife is being a nuisance at the mo. Huge thanks to @mizjoely for her extraordinary betaing talent. Iâm gifting the fic to @darnedchild - âcause! You can find the full fic here on ff.net and here on AO3. Enjoy ~Lil~
"Are you attempting to say that she's not on the schedule?" he asked the dolt, who had gone back to staring blankly into the autoclave (what the hell was he watching?).
"Yep. Haven't seen her all week."
That made no sense whatsoever! Sherlock knew Molly's schedule better than the periodic table. HmmâŚ
Leaving the lab, he pulled out his mobile and started sending a text. As he hurried up the stairs two at a time, he typed: At Barts. You're not. Where are you?
He was in a cab on his way to Baker St. before he received a response.
I told you I was going to be using the University of London's entomology labs this week. Have you forgotten about my side project already?
Project⌠Project... Ahh, shit! He had. His mind raced trying to remember anything Molly had mentioned about bugs. By the time the cab had pulled up in front of their building, he still had nothing. To his defense, it had been a rather busy week; a double murder, a minor drug ring and thwarting of a bombing plot all in the span of eight days. The Wife had been a demanding shrew as of late.
After changing into lounge clothes and a dressing gown (mostly because he felt like skulking), Sherlock sat in his chair and pulled out his mobile. This week's been a killer, Molly. He knew she'd love the awful pun. Remind me. Best to be honest with her; she could smell a lie, from him at least, from a mile away.
It took almost forty bloody minutes for her to reply. Somehow, I'm not surprised. My breeding programme with Shilpa romosa⌠Ringing any bells? The start of the project is rather intense. After this week, I'm back to my normal schedule at work. Of course! Now he remembered. Her little pet project with carrion beetles. Well, how long could it possibly take to look at a few bugs?
Thank you sherlollyians
Just received this in the mail! And I wanted to say thank you to all the sherlolly writers out there for helping me thru a very difficult time. You donât know me. I never had the nerve to speak to any of you. But each and every one of you helped save my life. I was in a dark place. The show âSherlockâ sparked a tiny flame that reminded me it wasnât all darkness. But this fandom was a constant light helping guide me back by giving me something to look forward to all the time. A new story. The next chapter. A new writer. Constant reminders that the story isnât over! So THANK YOU ALL!!! And I hope you all know that when I look at this mug (which is going on my desk for everyday use) I will be seeing all of you as much as the characters that we all love. (And lilsherlockian1975? This came from the place where your husband directed me for the t-shirt. Expecting that soon. This turned out so cool! Please thank him for me). I know there are plenty of writers I didnât tag...how does one basically tag an entire fandom? Actually, Iâm not sure I tagged this at all correctly. Iâve never tagged anything before. Well, Iâve never posted anything before so here goes nothing...
Family Is Good For Moral Support
And here it is, my 1,700th fic on AO3! This is a birthday present for @darnedchild (whose birthday is today). Hope itâs a good one, hun!
Family Is Good For Moral Support - When Sherlock's cousin Martin comes to Barts to look for Molly, Sherlock does his best to help.
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âIs there a Dr. Hooper here? Or Ms. Hooper, I suppose, her being a surgeon. But wouldnât that make her a doctor?â
Sherlockâs ears perked up at the sound of a frighteningly familiar sounding voice asking for Molly. Not that it was someone he knew, it was just so similar to his own. And that could only mean one thingâŚ
âMartin, sheâs in the basement,â he said, moving towards his cousin to steer him away from the receptionist at Barts before he made a fool of himself. âAnd yes, she is a doctor, but she is usually referred to by Ms. Itâs a courtesy. But how do you know her?â
âFlew her to New York,â Martin replied, relaxing. He knew all about the dance his cousin and his pathologist had done...or were doing, but it didnât appear he was going to let that deter him from seeing Molly. Good, Sherlock thought to himself; this particular dance was done, settled at the fact they loved each other but were not in love, and yetâŚ
âI thought there was the Princess,â Sherlock said with a frown.
âIt...didnât quite work out,â Martin admitted, turning nearly as red as his hair. âI got some good advice from Molly on the flight and I talked to Theresa and we just decided, perhaps, it wasnât the right time.â
âSeems to be quite a bit of that in our family as of late,â he said. âBut you made a go. Mum will be proud. And...if you get over your embarrassment and ask Molly to dinner like I know you want to, Mum will be even happier because sheâs disappointed I went with the ex-dominatrix and not the lovely pathologist whoâs loved me for years.â
âYouâre with a dominatrix?â Martin asked.
âYes, your busy schedule does tend to keep you out of the family gossip,â Sherlock said. âIrene Adler. The Woman. Now off the market and currently awaiting her first child. Mine, by the way, donât get any other ideas.â
âSo Molly is...â
âCompletely free to ask out, youâll have no objections from me, you could certainly do worse. You already did better and while it didnât work out, itâs a start.â
âNow hang on, are you saying--â
âIâm saying, you were engaged to royalty. You donât get much better than that. And it was an amicable break-up, wasnât it?â Martin nodded. âSo there you go. Weâre at least both in a better state than Mycroft. He canât say two words to Geoffrey without it turning into a âplease date me because Iâm patheticâ request.â
âGeoffrey...â Martin said as they got to the lift to the basement.
âGregory,â Sherlock said with a sigh. âAlso known as Lestrade. But itâs a game weâve played for so long I find it hard to use his correct given name.â He jabbed the button to go to the basement and looked at his cousin. âDo you want me there for moral support?â
âYou wonât embarrass me, will you?â Martin asked, a tad nervous as he looked up at Sherlock.
Sherlock shook his head. âThat privilege is only for Mycroft. You did me a great deal of good with flights as needed when I needed help taking down Moriartyâs organization, so the least I can do is not embarrass you in front of a friend of mine who you fancy.â The lift doors opened and they got in. âAnd Molly deserves to be happy. I think you can. Sheâs busy enough she wonât mind a long distance relationship.â
âEr...Iâve left MJN, Sherlock. Iâm with a bigger airline based out of London.â
âThen weâll have to spend more time together,â Sherlock said before pulling his phone out of his coat. âI may have to dash before you get around to it. Lestrade needs me.â
âOh.â
They lapsed into silence until the doors opened and Sherlock led him towards Mollyâs office. He knocked briskly on the door, catching Mollyâs attention. âMy cousin has a question heâd like to ask. I suggest you say yes for your future happiness. And dinnerâs on me, just go to Angeloâs.â Sherlock nodded to Martin. âGood luck.â
Martin went into the office, not closing the door entirely, and Sherlock stood outside, listening, just to be sure.
âSo um...er, would you like to grab a bite? For thanks for the advice.â
âAbsolutely! I know Sherlock mentioned dinner but I have lunch in thirty minutes, or whenever I happen to finish this paperwork. Would you like to keep me company?â
âYes, I would. So...what exactly do you do, paperwork wise? Record results of autopsies?â
âWell, thatâs just the start...â And with that, Sherlock pulled away from the door, smiling to himself. He had the feeling Martin and Molly would deal with all the rest of it just fine. Now, on to the business at hand with the case...

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Sherlock (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/Molly Hooper, Mary Morstan/John Watson Characters: Sherlock Holmes, Molly Hooper, Mary Morstan, John Watson Additional Tags: Don't Examine This Too Closely, Don't Try This at Home, Fanfiction of Fanfiction, Characters Reading Fanfiction, Exactly What It Says on the Tin, Awkward Conversations, Crack Treated Seriously Summary:
Mary introduces Molly to fanfiction and the deep dark world of Sherlolly RPF. it spirals down from there
Happy Birthday @darnedchild Iâm a horrible friend, but because of the time difference, I *think* I got this in just under the wire! Love you!! Hope you had an amazing day!! Hugs ~Lil~
For a Rockstar friend
Awww thank you!! Sending you lots of love!