My spooky (and autumnal/wintry) Johnlock fics
The Subtenant (12k, T): When you have ruled out the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth. Hence, there can be no doubt about it: 221B is haunted. Sherlock and John set out to investigate their new subtenant and find out more than they bargained for.
Danger Nights (23k, T): According to folklore, the nights between Christmas and Twelfth Night are the most dangerous of the year. During them, the Wild Hunt rides, and ghosts and demons come out to haunt unsuspecting and misbehaving folk. An investigation of a series of strange occurrences leads John and Sherlock to Hay-on-Wye on the Welsh Marches, to face ghosts weird and ancient as well as close and personal – and perhaps to start the new year on a more hopeful note than the previous one.
Over Earth and Under Earth (196k, M): Three months after finally acknowledging their mutual feelings, John and Sherlock are not much closer to sorting out their relationship, hindered by cases, work, family issues, everyday matters and by being themselves. Will a strange case out in the Suffolk countryside bring a solution or further complicate things? (Part of the Over/Under series)
Easy Scrambling (WIP, 11k, M): According to a popular online dictionary, “scrambling” is a walk up steep terrain involving the use of one’s hands, with many easy scrambles becoming serious climbs in bad weather. The definition of easy scrambling varies greatly from one hillwalking guide – and indeed one person – to the next. For some, it’s a simple hike up and down a fell, for others it’s serious climbing bad weather or no. Sherlock’s and John’s fledgling relationship can be described in similarly vague terms: what should be an easy and straightforward progression towards greater intimacy turns out to be fraught with more difficulties than either anticipated, struggling with past hurt both physical and mental, and the inability to fully open up to their partner. A case in the Lake District brings things to a head as old wounds reopen, and unresolved issues make the two men scramble not just to return from the fells, but also to preserve and deepen their bond. (Part of the Summer Boy series)
I’m also working on a short, self-indulgent fic set in the Lake District (but unrelated to my other stories) and titled Hot Water Bottle. I hope to finish it before October has passed.
romaincrisis
snowghoul
origamiaround
baratheonpilled
