Silvergirl

Astonishingly enough, the 14th is only a week away! The August prompts are: herbs - moss - hedge + the image above.

Alternative prompts: orchard - forest - landscape - oak - abundance + the image below

The Resident Doctor by Calais Reno

Chapter 5: The Survivor

What I do next is not something I’m particularly proud of. I have no excuse. I might be in love with my flatmate, and when this case is solved, he’s going to move out and I’ll never solve the puzzle of John, never know if there was a possibility that he might feel the same. He’s so buttoned down, so dutiful and focused — he’s not a mess of emotions, like me. Not quite as clever, either, but he’s brave and self-sacrificing and I can’t help it— “These may be the last words we have, and… I’ve fallen in love with you, John. I wish we had a future… I love you.”

Sorry for the delay- Chapter 6 will be up soon!

FLASH FIC NR. I

Shout out to @europeanficwritersretreat who did all the organization!! You are a GEM!

(20 min - 4 prompts, this is what I came up with)

prompts: ICE CREAM CONE – GLASSES – DUCK – SMILE

FANDOM: Good Omens

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Crowley stood at the pond and watched the ducks.

“Here we go,” Aziraphale said form behind, Crowley could hear the childlike joy in Aziraphale’s voice, and he looked to the ground, trying to hide his own smile.

“Happy, are you?”

“Oh, indeed I am.” Aziraphale said, licking around the cone, where the ice cream threatened to drop to his fingers. “Who isn’t happy eating ice cream?” Crowley smirked and took the popsicle Aziraphale has brought him. Their fingers touched. Crowley left his hand there, just for a second, soaking in the feeling of the angel's skin on his. Sunbeams, it felt like. For a second he wondered if his own touch felt like hellfire to Aziraphale. He certainly did not hope so.

Quietly they stood by the little pond in Regents Park and ate their ice cream. It was a comfortable silence. Both their eyes laid on the ducks who swam in the pond pretty peacefully.

“Kraaah!” Gone was all the peace when a big swan landed amid the ducks. The smaller birds flew up, while quacking, as if to complain.

„Oh, off!”

Crowley quickly turned around and saw a duck trying to get to Aziraphale’s ice cream cone. “Off, you silly goose!”

Crowley shifted his weight to one leg and smirked. “Actually, it’s a duck, Angel.”

“Oh, just- Get OFF.” Aziraphale waved with the arm, which wasn’t holding the cone. Then his tone turned panicked „No, wait! Come back, you badly behaved goo- duck!” But the duck had already landed on the water, only the cone left in its beak.

Crowley shoved his popsicle in Aziraphale’s hand, “Hold this!” Then he jumped into the water after the duck.

“Crowley, what are you-!” But the demon had ducked underwater and now appeared right in front of the duck, growling. The duck dropped the cone and right afterwards Crowley miracled himself next to Aziraphale.

“Thanks, Crowley.” Aziraphale shook his head, incredulously. “You know you could have used your miracle to get me some new ice cream.” Aziraphale looked miserably at his ice cream cone, half soaked through with pond water and one dark spot where his chocolate mint ice cream used to be.

Crowley shrugged, “This screamed for a very heroic rescue.”

Aziraphale giggled, "You lost your glasses by the way.“

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This was actually so much fun! And my VERY FIRST FLASH FIC TOO! I should use this more often to get back to writing... :7

You want to study abroad? Show us proof that there is a quadrillion dollars in your bank account. Oh, an average monthly salary in your country is $400 and you plan to work when you arrive? You can't do that, silly, a student visa only allows you to work 2 hours every third Wednesday, and if we find out that you're working a second more we will deport you.

You want to work abroad? Better be a programmer, then of course you are welcome. Doctor, scientist, white-collar or, god forbid, blue-collar worker? You can fuck right off, your visa application goes straght into trash.

Guess what??? I finished the hiking fic!!!! As predicted, it's clocked in just above 35,000 words!

Title: The Narrow Ridge

Pairing: Sherlock/John (Sherlock POV)

Rating/Length: Explicit, 35,777 words (single chapter format)

Summary:

Mycroft sits down. “There may have been a murder,” he says. “Possibly even two.”

Sherlock bores his eyes into Mycroft’s face. “There are murders all the time. Why can’t the Yard handle it?”

“Because it’s in Canada,” Mycroft informs him.

This catches them both off guard. John leans forward. “I’m sorry, what? Canada?”

This fic ... gives breath, joy, oxygen, fun, 🔥, giggles, all the Johnlock.

Fluffbruary Extended Version Infinifluff. August 14. (Sherlock fandom) Prompts: herbs - moss - hedge + the image below.

Chapter 6: An Achromatic Garden

Summary: Sherlock and John can barely keep their hands off each other when they're back in their home. However, the detective is so blissed out by John's ministrations that he falls asleep. A few hours later, they are awakened by a surprising sound that will change their lives forever.

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@meetinginsamarra @safedistancefrombeingsmart @gregorovitch-adler @topsyturvy-turtely @peanitbear

@phoenix27884 @bs2sjh @brandiwein1982 @a-victorian-girl @221beloved

@ninasnakie @7-percent @lhrinhampstead @chriscalledmesweetie @missdeliadilisblog

@salmonsown @oetkb12 @jawnscoffee @gay-ass-bitch @acumberlockedgirl

@willamholmeswatson @whatnext2020 @mydogwatson @redmondcollege @thegildedbee

@ilovegayangels @elizabethhoodstyles @xmengal03 @riversong912

@couldbecannibal @2old2b-fangirl @dw91165 @jonkwatson @binx72

@macgyvershe @kholkate @fookincarrotsandpotatoes28 @talkativeanxiousturtle

@twoandahalfdimes @desi-yearning @johnlock-and-tea @llcsecret @jobooksncoffee

@original-welovethebeekeeper @readingwithgwen @gomielka @rosemelodyshah @221biandconfused

@ghostofnuggetspast @quiscustodiet @battledress @xjessicafaithx @peggyhh

@procrastinatorasfuck @writing-is-like-breathing @susanwhynow @debzwez @hot-on-my-watch

@solarmama-plantsareneat @the-cat-writer @futurewr1ter @copperplatebeech

I WAS TOTALLY WATCHING THE CALENDAR AND EVEN THE HOURGLASS

Fluffbruary Extended Version Infinifluff. August 14. (Sherlock fandom) Prompts: herbs - moss - hedge + the image below.

Chapter 6: An Achromatic Garden

Summary: Sherlock and John can barely keep their hands off each other when they're back in their home. However, the detective is so blissed out by John's ministrations that he falls asleep. A few hours later, they are awakened by a surprising sound that will change their lives forever.

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@fluffbruary @totallysilvergirl @keirgreeneyes @calaisreno @raina-at

@meetinginsamarra @safedistancefrombeingsmart @gregorovitch-adler @topsyturvy-turtely @peanitbear

@phoenix27884 @bs2sjh @brandiwein1982 @a-victorian-girl @221beloved

@ninasnakie @7-percent @lhrinhampstead @chriscalledmesweetie @missdeliadilisblog

@salmonsown @oetkb12 @jawnscoffee @gay-ass-bitch @acumberlockedgirl

@willamholmeswatson @whatnext2020 @mydogwatson @redmondcollege @thegildedbee

@ilovegayangels @elizabethhoodstyles @xmengal03 @riversong912

@couldbecannibal @2old2b-fangirl @dw91165 @jonkwatson @binx72

@macgyvershe @kholkate @fookincarrotsandpotatoes28 @talkativeanxiousturtle

@twoandahalfdimes @desi-yearning @johnlock-and-tea @llcsecret @jobooksncoffee

@original-welovethebeekeeper @readingwithgwen @gomielka @rosemelodyshah @221biandconfused

@ghostofnuggetspast @quiscustodiet @battledress @xjessicafaithx @peggyhh

@procrastinatorasfuck @writing-is-like-breathing @susanwhynow @debzwez @hot-on-my-watch

@solarmama-plantsareneat @the-cat-writer @futurewr1ter @copperplatebeech

Hi Nonny!

Ahh, the ones that I do have would be on my Rich Sherlock Fics (Jan 2024) list (this is a link to the list plus one new fic). As far as I know I don't know of anything other than those!

Pursuant to the discussion about writing and Sherlock and Stephen Thompson’s role in it all that’s happening on this thread over here, I am going to celebrate Friday by doing a bit of a core dump about plotting.

Elizabeth Bennet: I like going to this specific place at this specific time to wander around a bit-I am telling you so that you get the message and start avoid this specific place when I am walking, since coming out and asking you to get out of my way would be extremely rude.

What Mr Darcy hears:

>thread is from 13 years ago