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Title: Now advance they to the crime scene
Author:  merripestin
Length: 755 words
'Verse: BBC
Pairing: John/Sherlock
Rating: R
Author's summary: Hwaet! I sing of those immortal heroes: The Tall Detective and The Shorter Man.

Now tall Sherlock, called the genius,       sees the parsley in the butter,
cries Oh! and soon declares the answer.       He knows the killer, has deduced it;
and John Watson, called the doctor,       whose gun is sure, whose hands are steady,
cries to him in admiration,       hails him Brilliant and Fantastic.


Reccer's remarks: Merripestin has been recced here before, and with good reason, what with the splendid writing and the general versatility. "Now advance they" absolutely slays me, and it may slay you too if you meet either of the following conditions: (1) you have ever studied Old English and/or Old Norse poetry; (2) you have backbuttoned out of one too many fanfics in which Sherlock is referred to as "the taller man"/"the dark-haired detective"/"the tall slender baby deer" and John is "the shorter man"/"the sandy-haired man"/"the clumsy typist." During a sex scene.

Condition 1, if you do not already meet it, may sound like a chore, but take a quick look at this lovely riddle-poem. Yes, this rec reflects an attempt to lure you into not only merripestin's delightful fic/poem/thing but also to one of my favorite literary genres.


Read on the AO3.



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Come one, come all, bring your friends. Old hands and new faces welcome to create new ACD canon fanworks to share.

I'll create a special signups post, this is just a trailer to get you all starting to think what you would like to request...

Fic: "Ampersand" 120/127 (NC-17)

Jul. 13th, 2017 07:07 pm
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[personal profile] indybaggins posting in [community profile] sherlockbbc

Title: Ampersand
Pairings: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson, Mycroft Holmes & Sherlock Holmes, Mycroft Holmes/John Watson, Mycroft Holmes & Sherlock Holmes & John Watson
Tags: Alpha Sherlock, Angst, Asexual Relationship, Asexual Sherlock, Babies, Beta John, Blow Jobs, Bonding, Developing Relationship, Domestic, Family Feels, Friendship, Hand Jobs, Hurt/Comfort, Kissing, Life Partners, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Masturbation, Mpreg, No Incest, Omega Mycroft, Omega Verse, Parenthood, Pining, Platonic Bonding, Polyamory, Pre-Poly, Pregnancy, Requited Love, Sex, Sexual Frustration, Slow Burn, Unconventional Families
Summary: John isn’t all that interested when he finds out that Mycroft is pregnant. Mary just left, things with Sherlock are difficult, and nothing is the same, most of all not John himself. But then there is a bond needed, a baby born, and it was never meant to happen like this, but somehow... Family, love, sex, and making it work - the complicated way. Post season three Omega Verse AU!


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[personal profile] ancientreader posting in [community profile] 221b_recs
Title: Scattered, Smothered, and Covered
Author: okapi
Length: 3867 words
'Verse: BBC
Pairing: John/Sherlock
Rating: R
Author's summary: Tourists Mike Stamford and John Watson literally blow into a Southern town where the only place not ravaged by tornadoes is a diner; behind the counter is a cook who deduces how customers like their hash browns before they order.

Reccer's remarks: People, this is the Waffle House AU you didn't know you needed. There are indeed tornadoes, John is a terrible driver, Sally the waitress calls the cook a freak, Molly the other waitress takes off her hairnet to no avail, and Mike Stamford needs to go to Georgia, but not the way you think. TW for atrocious puns and general lunacy.

Excerpt:

John stared, mouth open. “That was amazing!”

“Do you think so?” asked the man.

“Of course, it was. It was extraordinary. Quite extraordinary.”

“That’s not what people normally say.”

“What do they normally say?”

The man’s voice fell to an angry drawl, “Fuck you, Pretty Boy!”

John’s eyebrows rose. “Bit rude. But you are sort of, well, um, that is to say,” he looked at Stamford and then looked down at the menu, “never mind. ..."

Read on the AO3.



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