Prompting Part XXXV

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Omega!Sherlock is proud of his Alpha!John

[(Anonymous)]

I imagine there's this sort of unspoken contest between omegas. It's common for them to brag about certain aspects of their alphas to try to show up other omega (a bit like stereotypical housewives).

"My alpha just bought us that new tv set we've been eyeing."

"My alpha's so virile, we just found out we're having twins!"

When Sherlock and John get together, Sherlock is so proud of John that (even though he hates the idea of the competition and finds the other omegas tedious) he finally joins in but (in usual Sherlock fashion) chooses the oddest things to brag about.

"John produces [high but realistic for an alpha] CCs of semen when he ejaculates, even when I'm outside of heat."

"John's knot expands to [number] millimeters which is perfect considering [number + 2 or 3] is the number of millimeters he could expand to without actually damaging me."

"John's semen contains [high number of an alpha] [whatever measurement sperm counts are measured in]."

Every time he brags, people are shocked to silence because they aren't quite sure how to react. Sherlock takes this to mean he's won.

TL;DR - Omegas commonly brag about their alphas when they get together. Sherlock and John get together and Sherlock chooses slightly inappropriate (but very Sherlock-like) things to brag about. People are shocked to silence, Sherlock takes this to mean he's won.

[(Anonymous)]

. . . oh, I want this. Adorable. XD

[(Anonymous)]

OP here
Don't know if this has already been reprompted, but:

Sherlock is kidnapped by Moran/an associate of Moriarty's/Jim himself.
Under threat that John, Mrs. Hudson, Lestrade and Molly will all meet a very specific awful end if he doesn't comply, Sherlock does not attempt to escape.

His captors try and force him to by treating him cruelly - trying to provoke him, sleep deprivation, humiliation, abuse whatever.

Sherlock may go a bit mad.

Bonus if he shows up on one of his friend's doorsteps three years later, completely mute and catatonic.

Bonus if someone (Mycroft, etc) pushes to have him sectioned.
I don't even know what I'm prompting, I just want a nearly beaten Sherlock that needs his friends very desperately.

Even if the original filler is still around and would like to finish, that would be awesome.

The Lockless Door (1a/?)

[(Anonymous)]

Note: Title is from a poem by Robert Frost. I was debating on calling it "Hell is an Open Door" (you know, like the Frozen song) - but then I decided that would be too weird.

* * *

The door is open. He could – he should (no, no. he shouldn’t shouldn’t, couldn’t, won’t) walk through it. It would defeat the purpose. The moment he steps beyond that door…others take his place.

Names. He needs names. The names are vital. Once he loses the names, he loses everything.

There’s John. Always John. Everlasting John.

He smiles at the name. How he imagines it sounds. Nothing else comes forth.

He knows there’s more. Others he’s forgetting. The strange inkling behind his brow tells him this should bother him. Shapes and letters swirl in his mind, but there’s nothing he can latch unto beyond the inexplicable, curved, rounded feeling of John.

For now, it’s enough.

* * *

Hallow sounds of footsteps echo off the walls. Each one leaves an imprint of his brain, springing up words with no meaning.

Leather.

John Lobb.

Size nine.

He feels a firm pressure on his side long before he registers that the footsteps have stopped.

The pressure slowly increases, shifting the sixth rib (the one that’s fractured, not broken) inward.

“My, my, haven’t you become ever so dull.”

The voice is familiar, lilting, and makes him cringe like nails on a chalkboard. There’s a sharp tug to his hair and suddenly he’s looking out at the wide open space beyond.

“Your freedom’s right there, dearie. All you have to do crawl through it.”

He can see what’s beyond. It doesn’t look too inviting. All stone and stairs. But he imagines (knows). He knows how it must feel. This was never his whole existence. He knows what it’s like to be beyond the oppressing chill and stench of his own waste. He can imagine abandoning the pain and humiliation of lying stripped bare in a cell.

He closes his eyes and for a brief moment recalls it. A life beyond. He opens his mouth to taste it and the smell of tea fills his senses.

When he opens his eyes, size nine is gone and all that’s left is a few more broken bones.

* * *

The light will be his undoing.

Sometimes he thinks it will be the sirens, or the beatings…or the touches. Luckily, those haven’t happened in a while.

He barely even notices the starvation. He takes comfort in that it doesn’t affect him in the way that the others clearly think it should. Eons ago they tried to wait him out. Withhold everything. It ended with him waking up to a feeding tube attached to his stomach.

This displeased them, but he relished in the control.

The light, however…the blaring light, that is impossible to avoid, burns his retinas and his thoughts into oblivion.

He squints through the doorway to the darkness beyond. The light has never lasted this long. Or it has. Time has little meaning anymore.

He blinks. Suddenly, he is kneeling at the open doorway, mere millimeters away from freedom.

Within seconds he is huddled against the furthest corner, sobs wracking his body.

* * *

There is a sharp repetitive thwack. He feels his body twitch as each one hits but nothing else follows.

This should concern him. He knows it should. He’s losing it. He’s not even sure what “it” is, which means it’s probably already gone.

He grasps on to an image. A shape. Tall and slightly rounded (but it should be shorter… definitely shorter than his mind is picturing it).

J… J …

He repeats it over and over in his head.

Soon it becomes enough to drown out the screams.

* * *

Sherlock is a teen dad

[(Anonymous)]

Similar to the No Intentions (by KeelieThompson1) series:

Sherlock got a girl pregnant when he was in his teens. However he believed she had an abortion. Several years later (after he's met John - no slash please) he discovers the truth.

+ if this is somehow a part of the reason mycroft and sherlock don't get a long.
++ if you include everyone's reactions (especially johns!!)
+++ if sherlock actually wants to be a dad

[smaugthedragon.livejournal.com]

Sherlock knew the second he heard the knocking sound from the door downstairs that it was not a client.
Clients had a particular urgency to their knocks and often a small insignificant pause between knock number 2 and knock number 3.
This was not a client. This was someone else. Someone very nervous and young.

John pokes his head out of the kitchen whilst preparing his tea and nods to Sherlock "Are you going to answer that?"

Sherlock let's out a sigh and stretches languorously, his cotton t shirt riding up his stomach and his striped pajama pants lifting to reveal his pale ankles.

Again they hear the tap tap tapof the door, followed by the sounds of Mrs. Hudson ushering someone inside from the harsh cold of the November air. She tuts and sound of wet coats being rung out and brollys set aside flow up the stairs.

John gives a quick smile and says, "Better put the kettle back on then," and turns back into the kitchen to prepare tea for their unexpected guest.

There is silence and a slight pause and then a pair of well worn boots are making their way up the stairs.

Sherlock busies himself trying to guess the make of the boot and the probability of the color being black or brown, and then the door opens and a young girl steps in.

Sherlock immediately stands and takes three long strides towards the girl.

She looks to be around sixteen; her hair is curly and frizzy from the rain and looks to be black in color but upon closer inspection has hints of brown undertones. Her skin is a creamy pale complexion and she stands no more than 5 feet 2 inches, not including the added height of her beat up (they were brown, damnit) doc martens (knew it).
Her eyes are a hurricane of blues and silvers and specks of green and hazel.
Her lips (slightly chapped from the cold) are set in a firm line and she swallows just as sherlock notices how prominent her philtrum is.

She stands tall and lean, with a slight swelling I her cheeks and hips, but still more skinny than most girls her age appear to be.

Sherlock clears his throat as he processes a million different familiar features and shuffles through his mind palace in the filing cabinet labeled "partners" and feels his brain slowly reaching maximum capacity of information as he squeezes his eyes shut.

He opens them approximately 3.2 seconds later and finds the young girl standing with an awkward shy smile holding a cup of tea procured by John and an identical steaming cup held in front of himself.

John smiles when Sherlock takes the cup without raising it to his lips.

Walking back towards the kitchen, John calls back into the sitting room, "How do you take it?"

Both Sherlock and the girl answer simultaneously "black with two sugars" and Sherlocks mind palace shakes as if hit by a train as memories of clinics and crying and long conversations and promises come flooding back to him and drops the tea cup and it smashes on the floor and the pieces scatter around his bare feet and he feels very light headed and only says "you" before grabbing the girl by the shoulders and staring into her eyes and places his thumbs around her face in ether side of her eyebrows and she lets out a sound of panic the moment John rushes back in at the sound of shattering glass.

The girls eyes grow large and she swallows and clears her throat and musters up as much confidence as she can before she says simply, "Hey, Dad."

Just before everything goes black behind his eyes, he feels a strong arm on his bicep providing support and a more petite cold hand wrap around his wrist gently.

(Okay sorry so I haven't written in forever and I wanted to kill myself today and I'm slightly stoned. right now and I am sitting in a restaurant and decided to browse this site in a a attempt to calm down and stop my brain from thinking about everything. Maybe when I'm stable I'll pick this up again.

[(Anonymous)]

A child is an only witness to a crime and the police are trying to get him/her to talk. Someone gets the child to start talking about their favorite things (its not about the crime, but the kid's talking at least) and says something against pirates.
Sherlock and the kid get into an argument about pirates vs ninjas.

[(Anonymous)]

YES. WANT.

Reprompt- J/S/L, Slavery AU, TW: non-con, child abuse

[(Anonymous)]

Slavery AU in which the rising abolitionist movement has been chipping steadily away at the slavery laws. A new set of regulations allows for slaves who'd been sold as minors, with no pre-enslavement criminal history, to gain their freedom. Among the newly freed are John, a frontline medic, and Sherlock, a bed slave. They wind up moving in to 221b together while they try to get on their feet and find their way in this new world. Somehow, they wind up getting involved with a serial killer case where they meet Lestrade. During the course of the case, Sherlock finds his path as a detective, and Lestrade finds himself falling for both of the ex-slaves.

Bonuses: Mrs. Hudson was a house slave, who Sherlock helped free years ago. Lestrade is against mistreating slaves, but isn't really against slavery all together until he gets to know John and Sherlock and really hears about it from their POV. Mycroft and Harry (who were not slaves) try to reconnect with their siblings with varying degrees of success. Sherlock gets briefly stalked by an old owner who's romanticized their relationship and want Sherlock to be his lover.

Re: Reprompt- J/S/L, Slavery AU, TW: non-con, child abuse

[(Anonymous)]

Working on it now, but no promises

Sherlock drugs Mycroft again (incest)

[(Anonymous)]

After hearing what Mycroft said to him while drugged during HLV, Sherlock decides to put Mycroft in that state again and see what he does. He has the mixture adjusted to put Mycroft into a similar state without actually knocking him out and slips it into his tea during a normal conversation.

Confused and completely without a filter, Mycroft becomes really affectionate, letting it slip that he has been lonely without Sherlock around, trying to hug him like when they were children, etc.

And then Sherlock discovers that Drugged!Mycroft is willing to do pretty much anything his little brother wants if he thinks it will make him happy...

Re: Sherlock drugs Mycroft again (incest)

[(Anonymous)]

YES PLEASE

Lestrade/Mycroft - Second Chances TW: Child-abuse, Drug OD

[vinib.livejournal.com]

Inspired by a Mystrade story I read a while back, because I didn't like the ending.

Teen!Sherlock is rescued from OD'ing in some back-alley by a beat cop, Lestrade, who then takes the surly teen back to his place because Sherlock tells/tricks him into believing that he is a homeless orphan. Not a week later, Lestrade is visited/threatened by an up and coming bureaucrat, Mycroft, who claims to be Sherlock's brother. From Mycroft, he learns that their parents were absentee and/or abusive, and Sherlock hates his brother because he thinks Mycroft abandoned him to go to Uni and/or is the reason their parents abused him.

Mycroft and Lestrade slowly start falling in love... but before they can break the news to Sherlock, he catches them together, raises hell, blames Mycroft for once again interfering and taking away what family he has made with Lestrade and relapses. Because Mycroft and Lestrade love Sherlock too much to lose him to his addiction, they decide to break it off.

Eventually, life happens. Lestrade gets married, Mycroft becomes "The British Government", and Sherlock and Lestrade start working together...
Then maybe Sherlock meets John, they hit it off and start dating. Lestrade gets a divorce and now that he is back on the market, he and Mycroft resume their awkward not-mating-dance, both too wary to actually DO anything about it for fear of hurting Sherlock.

John notices the so-thick-it-can-be-cut-with-knife tension between them, and ultimately, learns the whole story... Then convinces Sherlock to let the feud to rest, because it's been too long and the two people who love Sherlock the most are hurting so bad because of him etc etc. Finally, Sherlock relents and gives them his blessing... And they all live happily ever after.

Tl;Dr - Lestrade saves Teen!Druggie!Sherlock and takes him in. He meets Sherlock's brother, Mycroft, and falls in love with him, but Sherlock's not exactly thrilled about it. Sherlock relapses and Mycroft and Lestrade break up. Few years later, John convinces Sherlock to give Mystrade his blessing.

Bottom!Mycroft please :)

If you have any recs for Parent!Lestrade or Mystrade raising kids/kid!Sherlock, please link them also.

[221-bee.livejournal.com]

SECONDED!

Johnlock, Saying the wrong name during sex

[(Anonymous)]

Mary is gone, Sherlock and John get together. It's Sherlock's first sexual relationship and he is overjoyed that his love is returned, he finally has the man he wants, but for those reasons, he's also emotionally vulnerable.

Then John calls him "Mary" in the heat of passion.

Angst . . . maybe a happy ending when John suitably makes it up to him?

No

[(Anonymous)]

It had been over a year. The grief he felt was all encompassing, deeper than when he thought Sherlock gone. John knew that he should give it time, he gave Sherlock time.

But his grief for Sherlock had been tamed, dampened by the act he'd done. He knew he couldn't stop it, that it was Sherlock's choice. That Moriarty had a massive role. Yes, he'd missed the man, but he found friendship, and support. Finally he'd found Mary.

Yes, their were the complications, the truth that was obscured. But Sherlock hid so much, Sherlock had complications. Sherlock was the jagged rock he needed to hold onto while he tried to keep from drowning.

Mary was the mainland. She provided shelter, safety, love. She gave John what he needed to live and grow.

Sherlock forever seemed to hold him back. Wanting him as the John 'before'.

When Mary died, Sherlock gave empty platitudes of sympathy. John knew it was either at the advice of Lestrade or Mycroft.

He sat and watched as Sherlock made tea.

He sat and watched as Sherlock placed something in the tea. John held the mug "what's in this? What did you put in it?"

Sherlock frowned "wh-"

"Sherlock" John sighed. "Either you're so distracted by your damn act of sympathy that you put...whatever in without trying or-"

"I'm not trying to experiment on you. You haven't slept in three days." Sherlock rubbed his leg

Complications H/C, non-con

[(Anonymous)]

Sherlock gets called onto a kidnapping case that leads to a rather massive trafficking ring.
Like himself, he goes in alone and probably gets overwhelmed by the gang.

They don't believe that Sherlock isn't a cop, but instead they decide maybe this "pretty boy"/"pretty girl" will make them some money.

Sherlock eventually fights his way out/ is rescued.
Most of those in charge of this ring are arrested.

What follows is the court case and Sherlock has to deal with the fact that the children being scared/hurt disturbed him as well as his own suffering.

Lots of comfort from John and difficulty with testifying after a traumatic event.

Complications Part 1

[(Anonymous)]

((I know this is an old prompt now but hopefully someone will read and enjoy anyway. :D))

Sherlock wasn't the only man to have mastered the art of hiding in plain sight. Every single day, right under everyone's noses, the lowest scum of London gathered together. Well lit street corners, cozy little cafe's, fancy restaurants and the back rooms of clubs packed tightly with writhing, grinding, ignorant bodies all played host to their vile transactions, and nobody was any the wiser. Nobody really used their eyes and ears, they couldn't detect the difference between a group of men celebrating a stag night and a drug trafficking ring. Nobody except Sherlock that is. He saw everything, heard everything, knew London and it's people like the back of his hand, and mostly left well alone.

That is until one of the idiots was unlucky enough to bring the attention of Sherlock Holmes onto themselves. Then they were fucked, royally fucked, because they had nowhere to run. He knew their little hidey holes better than they did themselves.

Someone had been a very bad boy, and the clock was ticking against them. Sherlock almost felt sorry for the poor bastard, blissfully unaware that his freedoms were soon about to be stripped away faster than a chippendales clothes.

Most unlawful doings were too banal for his attention. Sherlock only cared about the cases that had the capacity to beat him. He would be the first person to admit that he was no saint, he did what he did because he enjoyed it, and he couldn't care less if that was morally wrong. The force did need to do some of their own legwork anyway or the art of policing would soon fall into distant memory, and when he did finally bite the dust all hell would break loose. Not that any of his dear friends at Scotland Yard would admit to relying quite so heavily on their very own consulting detective. He couldn't blame them, if he swapped places with Lestrade he wouldn't either. It was quite frankly embarrassing.

Despite Sherlock's heartfelt desire to keep the police in training however, there were times where pride must be set aside, and he must resign himself to a boring case for the greater good of London. This was unfortunately one of those times. He did after all rely on Lestrade to keep him involved legally in cases, and wasn't quite ready to go vigilante just yet. When they truly needed him, Sherlock had to deliver, and so it was that he found himself with the detestable task of locating a kidnapped nineteen year old girl. Dull. One look at the evidence gathered so far made it glaringly obvious that they were all after the wrong man, but not one of the constables had listened to his advice, much to their detriment.

Oh well, at least they would be out of his way. He would be free to shadow his own suspect, find out where he was keeping the girl, and have the whole case neatly wrapped up in time for supper, when hopefully John could provide more entertainment than the day was so far promising. Lestrade would thank him, he'd play verbal tennis with a few of the officers who were easily provoked, and he could pretend he'd never sunk so low as to get involved in such an easy case. Mycroft would have a field day if he knew his little brothers talents were being used in such a fashion.

Sherlock shuddered briefly and fiddled with his scarf in an effort to pass it off as being chilled by the frigid November air as he exited the cab. Bright lights in garish shades of acid green and pink immediately assaulted his eyes, and it was an effort to maintain a furtively excited air as he approached the bouncers. Loud music was thumping out from the interior, loud even before he reached the door, and Sherlock was briefly distracted by the dispersal pattern of a small puddle on the pavement as the water bounced in time with the beat.

Until a scratchy voice broke through the mathematical algorithms speeding through his synapses. "Name?" Eloquent..

Mycroft has drinking issues

[anonlock.livejournal.com]

Mycroft is dependent on alcohol. Needs it in his system to function. Drinks it like water. But he mostly hides it well and Sherlock hates him for it.

Then one day Lestrade finds out--it tips the the balance Of power in their dynamic.

Mycroft does not know how to handle Lestrade's attention and his obvious worry.

Eventual Mystrade please!

Re: Mycroft has drinking issues

[(Anonymous)]

Hi OP,
I just wanted to let you know that I am writing a fill for your prompt at the moment. I hope to finish the fic in a week or so (it is already 8000+ words long). This prompt really fired me up and I went wild with it! Maybe at times, it is a bit fluffy, but I hope you will enjoy it nevertheless.
So see you in a couple of weeks. :)

Sherlock/Moriarty, John/Mary, Assumed Past Moriarty/Mary

[(Anonymous)]

Sherlock 'subdues' Moriarty with a extremely S&M-heavy sexual relationship, allowing him to take out his twisted pleasure in the bedroom so long as he refrains from killing people (and, secretly, Sherlock enjoys it XD). John and Mary have moved on from their S3 issues and are trying to start fresh. They decide to have brunch.

Cue awkwardness when Jim and Mary immediately but heads and start to fight in a catty, low way - kinda like an old married couple. From the way they are trying to out-do one another with their current relationships, Sherlock deduces that they once dated and it didn't end well.

+1 - They never actually did have a relationship. They just really don't like each other.

+10 - John is totally freaked out by imagining Jim and Mary in bed together. Like, worse then finding out that his wife is an ex-CIA agent and an assassin... well, maybe not quite that bad, but you get the point.

+100 - Mary makes a remark about how easy it would be to get into Sherlock's pants if she had wanted to (and didn't love John), and Jim gets extremely territorial. First time 'I love yous' are totally welcome!

Re: Sherlock/Moriarty, John/Mary, Assumed Past Moriarty/Mary

[(Anonymous)]

DAMN YES

Sherlock/Moriarty, John is out of the loop

[(Anonymous)]

Can I have something revolving around these lines:

"How come I'm always the last to know about every bloody bloke that you invite into your bedroom?!"

"You say that as if I'm some sort of manwhore, John."

Re: Sherlock/Moriarty, John is out of the loop

[jimmoriarty0.livejournal.com]

If this hasn't been done, I'd like to. Let me know.

John is a super soldier. (Possible crossover with Captain America?)

[(Anonymous)]

So after the Captain thawed out they started recruiting people for another crack at creating super soldiers. John at the time was an army medic and jumped at the chance to follow in the footsteps of one of his childhood heroes (perhaps his granddad served with him? Or his grandmother helped in the war and liaised with SHIELD and he was told stories about him?)

Maybe it worked for some, maybe it didn't work for everyone but it was quickly disbanded and was hushed up (by Mycroft maybe?)

Either way, John and Sherlock met and went on as in BBC canon with John hiding whatever powers he had until the incident in New York (Avengers Assemble.) and the whole Norse God in London thing (Thor 2?) / *invent something here* the UK decided to follow suit and set up a team of superheroes and what do you know, John's name was at the top of the list.

"John's a superhero? So that's why he's not boring like everyone else!"

Whatever happens next is up to the author.
Maybe Not!Anthea is the UK's answer to Black Widow, and Mycroft is it's answer to Nick Fury?

Bonus points if Sherlock had no clue about any of this and is seriously surprised that everyone around him (including Mrs Hudson) is being recruited.
Double points if other Marvel heroes are mentioned in passing (I.E Captain Britain?)
Triple bonus points for John refusing to wear a lycra like super suit but agrees to a sort of uniform.
Super mega points if Anderson is in fact a genius that gets recruited or is a Coulson like agent (that hero worships John/ Sherlock)

(Why yes, I did see the Winter Soldier, why did you ask? And no, nothing there is a spoiler for the new film as far as I'm aware.)

Re: John is a super soldier. (Possible crossover with Captain America?)

[(Anonymous)]

Seconded! like major.

P.S. Frack you fracking British Fracks getting to see Captain AMERICA before we Americans

AU Stanford introduces John to Jim instead of Sherlock

[(Anonymous)]

John, after being invalided home from the army, is walking home from his therapy apointment when he runs into his old friend Mike Stanford- they chat, and John mentions absently that no one would want him for a flat mate- turns out he's the second person to say that to Mike that day.

So, Sanford being the great buddy he is, introduces John to Jim (or Richard Brooks, I like using that as his real name and Moriarty as a stage name of sorts). one thing leads to another, and they end up as flatmates- more things happen, and the next thing adrenaline junkie Watson knows, he's shot a copper by the make of Jeff Hope to keep Jim from being arrested, and he's quickly becoming tied up in Moriarty's complex web, and his games with one detective Sherlock Holmes.

And Watson /knows/ it's wrong, and bad, and he's getting in way over his head- but he /likes/ it. And Jim doesn't even have to manipulate him into helping- not really anyway.

Bonus: John becomes what the fandom has made Sebastian Moran.

Bonus 2: John is 'kidnapped' (the same as he was by Mycroft) by Jim's older brother James Moriarty- a math professor at Cambridge who is the true 'spider' behind the web.

Re: AU Stanford introduces John to Jim instead of Sherlock

[(Anonymous)]

/Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap./ Although John knew he should—and in a way, did—hate the sound his cane made against the pavement, he didn’t. Not really, anyway. It was… comforting, somehow. As if he was keeping tempo with his steps. It was almost like being back in Afghanistan and marching along with his comrades during a drill or a mission…
No. There was no way back to that life, so there was no point in thinking about it now. /Concentrate, Watson. Left, right, left, right./ A voice in the back of his head snorted, reminding him that his steps were closer to /left right-left right-left/ now because of his leg. He shut it down immediately, knowing he wasn’t supposed to be thinking about the war any more. He was meant to be recovering, becoming a /normal/ citizen with a /normal/ life and a /normal/ job, just like everyone else in London. As much as he wanted to be able to relax and recover, he couldn’t get over the itch in the back of his mind or the hunger for something… something–
“John? John Watson!”
The voice startled John out of his thoughts and he looked up, awkwardly recovering in the conversation and feeling guilty about seeming uninterested. For this reason, he let Mike drag him to the local café for coffee before they stopped to sit on a bench and chat.
Mike was just the way John had remembered him: friendly, happy, and completely lacking an appropriate filter or an alarm that said, /Oi, mate, now might be a good time to stop talking./ He was fairly certain that the comment about being “shot at” was the reason Mike had wanted to chat for a while, which was nice but unnecessary. Right now all John really wanted was a long, hot bath and an even longer nap. He made a half-joking comment about his lack of available candidates for a flatmate and looked over when he heard the thoughtful laugh with which Mike responded. “What?” he asked, truly curious about the change in tone.
“You’re the second person to say that to me today,” Mike answered.
John blinked and processed for a beat. “Who was the first?”

Holmescest, Alpha!Mycroft, Omega!Sherlock, Attempted Suicide, Fuck-Or-Die, Perhaps Slight Dub-Con

[(Anonymous)]

This prompt is inspired by the scene from S3E3 where we meet Daddy Holmes, who seems to be the perfect submissive force to his wife.

Female alphas are incredibly uncommon. What's even less common are male omegas. Let's just say, there are a lot of words to describe the Holmes family... and common isn't one of them.

Mummy Holmes is an alpha, and she passes this on to her elder son, Mycroft. Daddy Holmes is an omega, and, unfortunately, passes this on to Sherlock.

Sherlock was always raised to not think any differently about himself than the other boys (cue the bringing up of the most stubborn omega ever). Being fed suppressants all his life, the idea that he was any different than his older brother never crossed his mind until Mummy and Daddy left on a business trip and the suppressants abruptly stopped coming.

Sherlock goes into his first heat and he knows what that means. Either he is claimed by an alpha or he dies. Mycroft is the only alpha around, and not only does this register as wrong in Sherlock's mind, he also doesn't want to tie his brother down in a bond that he doesn't want. So, he leaves.

Cue a frantic Mycroft hunting his brother down and claiming him in a kinda romantic, kinda hurried scene. Comfort, love, and aftercare abound afterward.

Tl;Dr: Mycroft is an alpha, Sherlock is an omega. Sherlock doesn't know he is an alpha and goes into heat. He runs away to prevent forcing Mycroft into an unwanted bond, only to have Mycroft hunt him down and claim him anyhow.

Re: Holmescest, Alpha!Mycroft, Omega!Sherlock, Attempted Suicide, Fuck-Or-Die, Perhaps Slight Dub-Co

[(Anonymous)]

Wow. Yes please!
+ 1

Sherlock/Molly, Moriarty/Molly, She's Playing Both Sides

[(Anonymous)]

Sherlock thinks that he can trust her, but he really can't. She's been there to help him through everything, from the fall, to coming back, to just learning how to live again. He's beginning to think that he might love her - but that's a mistake. Because, just like everything else, she's a part of Moriarty's web. A part that Sherlock couldn't dissect, because he didn't even know it existed.

+1 - Molly was the one who rigged the gun so that it wouldn't actually kill Moriarty. She knew that his plan was to psyche Sherlock out and didn't say a word.

+10 - Molly was Moriarty's eyes and ears, tipping him off to where Sherlock would be and when.

+100 - Molly helped Moriarty hide-out until Sherlock's return.

+1000 - Molly's in love with both men, but Moriarty's the one with the gun pointed at her head. His 'take no prisoners' kind of persuasion is a major turn-on.

Re: Sherlock/Molly, Moriarty/Molly, She's Playing Both Sides

[(Anonymous)]

Please dear GOD yes! SECONDING!

John = Moriarty

[(Anonymous)]

It turns out that John isn’t the man he appeared to be. How could Sherlock not have realized it? His flatmate is Moriarty.
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So I was always curious as to what Sherlock would have done if he'd realized that John actually was Moriarty in the pool scene (because for a split second he looked terrified that was the case). Doesn't have to be Johnlock if you don't want it to, but I think it would be interesting if Sherlock had already begun to feel things for him.

RTYL

[(Anonymous)]

I collect these


a series http://archiveofourown.org/series/78559

another series http://archiveofourown.org/series/69097

here's a cracky one http://archiveofourown.org/works/694824

one of my personal favorites http://archiveofourown.org/works/466744

http://archiveofourown.org/works/386537

the second one in this http://archiveofourown.org/works/193680

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/6228163/1/A-Facade-Faded

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/6422651/1/BBC-Sherlock-Your-Enemies-Closer

Another beauty http://archiveofourown.org/works/264613

http://starjenni.livejournal.com/9293.html

My mind views these as Moriarty!john http://darklock.tumblr.com/image/62938033264 http://darklock.tumblr.com/image/62676723147

If anyone has any others/wants to write another PLEASE do. These are my passion. Especially ones that /don't/ feature the pool scene/go beyond it.

Mycroft and Sherlock Brother!Fic, Mycroft is Deathly Ill

[(Anonymous)]

Mycroft was diagnosed with lung cancer at a young age, and was constantly - bedridden, in hospital, in rehab, etc. The truth was kept hidden from Sherlock, who simply began to think of his brother as an absentee figure in his live. When he went into remission, Sherlock was a little too old to really want to form a bond with his brother/need his brother as a central force in his life.

Now, all these years later, the cancer returns and it is Stage Four. Mycroft says nothing, but Sherlock is able to deduce the truth.

Johnlock BDSM with Greg

[katekintail.livejournal.com]

John & Sherlock are in a BDSM relationship (I don't care which is the sub and which the dom). They both agree they want to to welcome Lestrade into the relationship. So how does that go exactly?

Were-prompt!!!

[(Anonymous)]

Sherlock is a werewolf.

Sherlock is also hurt. He needs help. So who does he go to for help?

Mycroft, obviously. Hurt!lock and Brotherly Mycroft!

Rules: No incest.

No smut.

No suggested, overt, or implied pairings.

Re: Were-prompt!!!

[(Anonymous)]

ITALICIZED WORDS ARE IN APOSTROPHES!!!
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A lone figure trudged through the dimly lit streets of London. The shadow slowly moved ducking in the alleyways and avoiding the more populated areas of the city...

'loping...'

'limping...'

'crawling...'

The figure's heart beat heavily in its chest, and the pallor of its skin-'if he were still in his skin'- would be a stark contrast to the pitch-black of his hair.

'He was bleeding.'

The coppery smell was unbearable, especially if it were coming from his own body. It made an unpleasantly gruesome trail across the streets.

'His limbs were on fire. '

He could barely walk. In fact, he was sure a few of his legs-and maybe even a rib or two-were broken.

Rain beat heavily on the body, making the journey much more difficult than it should be. The figure leaned his body against a brick wall, greedily breathing in the humid air.

He hurt.

It was a bloody stupid idea to jump off of a building. The figure would have smiled ruefully.

It was even more stupid to shift in an ambulance.

He could remember the look of shock across the faces of the paramedics.

'A man brought a defibrillator to the still- human body.

"CLEAR!"

Its eyes snapped open.

And he shifted.'

The figure remembered the look of terror on the man's face as a wolf- larger than any fictional hound- sunk his teeth into the flesh of the paramedic's arm.

The bliss of the hunt had clouded his mind. Though, he was sorry.
He had lost himself to his instinct on more than one occasion.

By now, they were probably looking for him.

'They knew...'

They knew that Sherlock Holmes was very much alive and that he was a werewolf.

And dangerous.

But he needed to get to the warehouse. He needed help.
Alpha would be there. He'd help.

The now Sherlock-turned-wolf lay down on the cold, hard concrete, the small stream of blood emanating from his head...

And waited.

He wasn't in the warehouse, but Alpha would find him.

The wolf released a small whimper.

Maybe, he could stay in this alley... and sleep. Maybe he could rest... for just a moment. It wouldn't hurt. The pool of blood made for a nice blanket.

In his stupor, the wolf could make out another figure. It was coming closer, and closer. Sherlock took in another breath, analyzing the scent of the newcomer. It was a clean scent, with a hint of spice or cologne- 'Clean, spice, pastries.'

'Alpha.' The wolf's dazed mind supplied. He held in a whimper that was bubbling in his throat.

'Mycroft!'

Suddenly, the world tilted, as blackness overtook him, and Sherlock knew no more.


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The warehouse mentioned is the warehouse from the first episode. And since weres are quick healers, Sherlock would survive the fall, though with tons of injury, and unable to return to human until his bones were healed.

Moriarty/Sherlock, Non-Con CAM/Moriarty, Sherlock's Turn to Save Moriarty

[(Anonymous)]

Moriarty thinks of Sherlock as his property. Nobody else is allowed to touch him, mess with him, play with him, etc. He is extremely possessive of him. Sherlock is the same way with him - though it is in a much more subtle way.

Then, he finds out that CAM raped Jim. How he finds out is up to anon (maybe CAM was boasting about it, like he boasted about flicking Janine in the face?), but he is furious. This is the real reason behind him shooting CAM at the end of S3E3.

How Jim reacts to learning the real reason behind CAM's death is up to anon, but I'd like a somewhat happy ending. In-Character, Vulnerable!Moriarty is love!

Re: Moriarty/Sherlock, Non-Con CAM/Moriarty, Sherlock's Turn to Save Moriarty

[(Anonymous)]

Seconded.

Mycroft was going through a phase

[(Anonymous)]

(Note: remove spaces) http : // explodingplant . tumblr . com / post / 17098847729 / ununpentium - bonnarpetit- dederants

Anon Fill

[(Anonymous)]

It is always awkward when your older brother bleaches his hair, pierces his eyebrow, and starts acting like a typical teenager. Except he's a genius.

Sherlock wasn't really all that sure why Mummy was so upset when Mycroft decided to celebrate his 17th birthday the way he did. He personally thought that Mycroft looked stupid and wasn't afraid to say so.

"You look stupid," said Sherlock. Mycroft sighed.

"It's what all my friends are doing," he whined. "I don't see why you and Dad and Mummy are making such a big deal out of it."

"You're friends are stupid," Sherlock said before turning back to his frog guts experiment.

Mummy thought that it was just a passing phase, and really it was. Passing phases are a little awkward, though, when you find out that your older brother had decided it would be a good idea to hack into the MST3K forum board and make all the posts read "Joel is the best and can never be replaced by that faker Mike."

"MYCROFT HOLMES, WHY ON EARTH WOULD YOU DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT!" Mycroft sunk into the chair of shame. Mummy could be scary sometimes.

"I just wanted to-"

"I'M NOT INTERESTED IN YOUR EXCUSES, YOUNG MAN. YOU ARE GOING TO STOP THIS TEENAGE NONSENSE RIGHT NOW OR YOU WILL NOT BE ALLOWED TO GO TO THE LIBRARY FOR A MONTH!"

"What?" Mycroft was livid enough to actually stand up from the chair of shame. "No library for a MONTH? Mummy, that's not fair!"

"Yes, it is," said Sherlock. Mycroft very maturely stuck out his tongue at his brother. Mummy gave him The Eyebrow. Yes, the capitalization is necessary. Mycroft sunk right through the posh marble floor.

"Sorry, Mummy," he said. The next day he had dyed his hair back to black, bought a three-piece suit and a brolly, and had removed the piercing. Sherlock still swore that he could see it.

Reprompt from... a while ago.. part 26?

[(Anonymous)]

Mycroft is secretly a very prolific children's author writing under a pseudonym.

Bonus from re-reprompter:
- Sherlock secretly ADORES the books because sentiment They remind him the stories his brother told him before their relationship became sour.
- Mycroft dedicates the books to "Will" for some angsty reason.... maybe for not being there when "Will" needed him...
- Neither of them know about the other's association with the books

Original Reprompt: http://sherlockbbc-fic.livejournal.com/16422.html?thread=96071718#t96071718

Re: Reprompt from... a while ago.. part 26?

[(Anonymous)]

WORDS CANNOT EXPRESS HOW MUCH I WANT THIS.

Johnlock eating disorders

[(Anonymous)]

I've stumbled across a few of these, but I'd really love to see a good Johnlock fic where John discovers that Sherlock's "I'm not hungry" is really an eating disorder (anorexia/bulimia) and it's how Sherlock takes control of his body now that he's not able to do cocaine anymore. Bonus for John figuring out a way to help Sherlock work through/around it. Double bonus if this way involves sex :-P

his mortal instuments cross over slight crack

[(Anonymous)]

Johns deamon is a hedge hog

bonus: Sherlocks is a Badger

Re: his mortal instuments cross over slight crack

[katekintail.livejournal.com]

Perhaps this should be His Dark Materials?

#secretlyadoresdaemonAUs