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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Some holiday Parent!lock written for the wonderful no-more-yielding-but-a-dream for the sherlocksecretsanta this year!
I'm so sorry I'm so late but I do hope you enjoy it! :D Happy Holidays! May you have a wonderful new year!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
“You know, Donovan,” a deep voice said, interrupting her thoughts. The detective lifted a few papers from the small table beside Hamish’s bed before continuing. “I don’t care if you insult me or even if you question my relationship with John. Honestly, after all this time I've heard all your insults and I expect nothing more from you.” By this time he was holding the case files, which had been next to one of Hamish’s bedtime stories.
He gave her a cold glare. “But refrain from saying such idiocies in front of my own son. Not for John’s sake, or even for mine—especially not for mine,” he said the latter with a bit of a scoff. “But for Hamish’s. He’s too young to be subjected to bullies and their hurtful comments.”
Donovan was somewhat shocked silence.
She stayed motionless as the detective made his way past her and down the stairs without another word.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Or the one in which The Boys try to play a fast one, but Mrs. Holmes knows best.
I wrote another thing! :D
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
He laughed humorlessly, “Sorry…I just… I-”
“Don’t apologize, John,” interrupted Sherlock. The detective propped himself onto his arm and continued, “You waking me up doesn’t bother me one bit, but seeing you distressed does. Are you sure you are alright?”
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
‘You’re a distraction, love,’ the greaser had chuckled, his hair slicked back and hands in his leather jacket. ‘I’d get shot trying to protect you.’ ~ Sherlock had agreed, but it didn't mean he had to like it.
MY SECOND PUBLISHED FIC!!! It's Greaserlock, featuring Greaser!John and Nerd!lock ;)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
So they kissed. In the alleyway. Near a crime scene. On their way to a clue. How utterly “romantic” of them.
THIS IS MY FIRST PUBLISHED FIC!!! :D Full of Johnlock-y goodness.
