vulgarweed: (OK by london_fan)
Filled Afresh with Each Flow at AO3

Fandom: Sherlock
Pairing: Sherlock Holmes/Mary Morstan/John Watson
Rating: NC-17/Explicit
Tags:
Established Relationship, Polyamory, Threesome - F/M/M, S4 Fix-It In a Way, Bad Science, Don't Overthink This, Consentacles, How The Six Thatchers Really Ended, And What Really Happened After, Water Sex, Double Penetration, Outdoor Sex, Underwater Blow Jobs, Crack, Tentacles

Sequel to After Me, the Deluge; You don't really need to have read that to understand this ... just take it as a given that Mary the super-assassin received some top-secret biotech enhancements at Baskerville - which are revealed to a larger audience when her past comes to a head in an aquarium, at the barrel of Vivian Norbury's gun. The fallout also exposes the true nature of the relationship between Mary, John, and Sherlock.

During an enforced discreet holiday out of London, new revelations come to light in the tidal-pools of Sussex.

Written in less than 24 hours for the Come at Once challenge on LJ. Unbeta'd. For Marta. Prompt was "for science." I shamelessly plundered "The Adventure of the Lion's Mane."
vulgarweed: (OK by london_fan)
title: After Me, the Deluge
Fandom: Sherlock
Pairing: Sherlock/Mary/John
Rating: NC-17/Explicit
Tags/Content/Warnings: Dark Past, Bad Science, Not S4 Compliant, Don't Overthink This, Mary Has That Something Special. None of AO3's big four trigger warnings apply

Summary:Dark secrets of Mary’s past are coming to light, with unimaginable consequences for her, and for John, and for Sherlock.

The trigger word is “architeuthis.”

***

(If you want to find out what Mary’s dark secret is, you have to read it. Mind the rating and pairing. psst. I'm not saying it's tentacles but it's totally tentacles.)


After Me, the Deluge at AO3
vulgarweed: (rain_by_aurora_starwing)
ha, forgot to post this one at all!

Fandoms: Sherlock/The Silmarillion
Rating: NC-17/Explicit
Pairing: Sérelókë/Iaun/Ossë
Tags/Content: Tentacles, Merman Sherlock, Shapeshifting, Ossë Has Tentacles Because He Wants To, Dubious Consentacles, Consentacles, Rough Sex, Competitive sex, Ainur Are Weird, BDSM, Dom/sub, Water Sex, Double Penetration, Possessive Sherlock, Interspecies, Threesome - M/M/M, Dom Sherlock, Demanding Power Bottom John, Song Battles, Bathing, Bondage, Power Exchange

Summary: Slightly spoiled by the safety of Menegroth, Iaun wanders far from the city and takes a swim in the River Sirion - and finds himself in the clutches of questionable Ossë, the Maia of water and storms who was seduced for a time by Melkor himself. Iaun is not pleased by his concern-trolling and kink-shaming about the nature of his relationship with Sérelókë. Sérelókë is even less pleased.

Insult is given; satisfaction is demanded.

In Storm He Delights at AO3

Part Three of the Their Terrible Sharpness series, which began with With Both Hands Thou Shalt Give It and continued with The Dark Fire Will Avail You.
vulgarweed: (OK by london_fan)
This was first published in the program book for Sherlock Seattle/Watson Washington; it had to stay exclusive until after the con.

Breakfast Where the News is Read at AO3
Pairing: Sherlock/John
Word court: 1226
Rating: PG
Warnings: PTSD, allusions to war crimes

John Watson is just fine with being in danger - because it's the quiet, slow times that often feel more dangerous.

This story riffs on the opening scenes of “The Adventure of the Cardboard Box.” Title comes from “The Unknown Soldier” by the Doors.
vulgarweed: (porn!)
Pairing: Irene Adler/Mary Morstan
Rating: E
Tags: BDSM, Dom/sub, Leather Kink, Leather Boots, Boot Worship, Fur Kink, Frottage, Foot Fetish, Riding Crops, Servitude, Chaotic Neutral Women Loving Women, Crime DOES Pay, Service Kink, Suicidal Thoughts, Debt, Attempted Redemption, Kneeling, Crawling, Non-Platonic Sidekick Recruitment, Brief Scene of Auto-Gunplay
Warning: brief scene of suicidal ideation.


Summary: “Of course it’s very wrong, but we can’t all be moralists, and the distribution of wealth is very wrong to begin with.” (AJ Raffles, “The Ides of March,” E.W. Hornung)

“Mary Morstan” is a down-on-her luck assassin who’s been wanting to reform, but she finds herself deep in debt and thereby with even less hope for a retirement plan that isn’t made of lead. In desperation she appeals to a wealthier acquaintance - Irene Adler, The Woman, one of the top pro Dommes in the world. It turns out that Irene has another, even more lucrative source of income that isn’t quite cricket - and that’s where she needs an assistant. But before Mary is initiated into all Irene’s secrets, she first must pledge her loyalty. And it’s Irene’s business to deduce just what Mary really needs.

Venus Infers at AO3

This belongs to an AU I’ve had in my head for a long time, starring Irene and Mary as a kinky lesbian jewel heist team. Apologies are due to Leopold von Sacher-Masoch, the Velvet Underground, and most of all to E. W. Hornung.
vulgarweed: (the game by isaac_of_nine)
I’m almost 4000 words into an Irene/Mary kinkfest for my Season of Kink card, and also for Femslash WhateverMonthIWindUpPostingItIn, and it’s giving me fits. It’s all over the place. It’s a beautiful hot mess disaster with a contemporary setting but full of 19th century literature damage, and in first person for some godforsaken reason.

I think the only way it makes sense is if you know that in this story my Irene and Mary are about half Raffles and Bunny and about half Wanda and Severin.

Lockpicking and Leather )

hahaha this is going to run so much longer than I thought. But I WILL make this pairing catch on if it kills me.
vulgarweed: (OK by london_fan)
Fandom: Sherlock
PairingThreesome: John/Mary/Sherlock
Rating: NC-17/E
Warnings/Content notes: Shaving, Waxing, Bondage, Sensory Deprivation, Established Poly Relationship, Temperature Play, Knifeplay, mild Objectification, PWP (Porn With Punchline)

Summary: Captain John Watson endures bondage and sensory deprivation, among other enhanced interrogation techniques. Worst of all: manscaping.

Consensual kink play, established John/Sherlock/Mary poly triad. Almost certainly a scene from Genetic Markers-verse, but just a few lines strongly suggest that.

Written for the "Sensory Deprivation" or "Shaving/Waxing" squares on my Season of Kink card.


Our Doctor, Clean-Shaven at AO3.


Not generally a kink of mine - or at least it wasn't when I started! :D
vulgarweed: (rain_by_aurora_starwing)
I've been lax on posting the updates of this fic here - so sorry!


Chapter 9: The City of the Thousand Caves

A respite and refuge, from everything but politics. Sérelókë and Iaun are guests of the real powers in Doriath.

Epilogue: The Horn of the Hunter

A sort of honeymoon.


Explicit
Archive Warning:
Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Category:
M/M
Fandoms: Sherlock/The Silmarillion
Rating: NC-17/E
Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson Sherlock/Gothmog
Content notes/warnings/enticements:
Shapeshifting, Kinslaying, More Shapeshifting Elemental Whip Magic, BDSM, Rope Bondage, Dubious Consent, Even More Dubious Tolkienian Theology, Crack, crackfic, Dom Sherlock, Sub Everybody Else, Dark Fuck Prince Running Loose in Middle-earth, Bang a Balrog (Get It On), Interspecies, Crossover, Canon-Typical Violence, Sensation Play, Temperature Play, Violent Sex, Voyeurism, Anal Sex, Painplay, Elemental Magic, Rough Sex, Stone Bondage, Impact Play, Rimming, Dubious Tolkienian Linguistic Discipline, Mild Cock & Ball Torture, Body Worship

Summary: "It's a bonny thing," said he. "Just see how it glints and sparkles. Of course it is a nucleus and focus of crime. Every good stone is. They are the devil's pet baits. In the larger and older jewels every facet may stand for a bloody deed.” - Sherlock Holmes, The Adventure of the Blue Carbuncle, Arthur Conan Doyle

Sequel to With Both Hands Thou Shalt Give It. After Melkor murdered Finwë and stole the Silmarils, fleeing to the lands across the sea, Fëanor, the Silmarils’ maker, led an army in hot pursuit to avenge his father and reclaim his treasure, swearing an oath that would doom them all. And the Fëanorians were followed by the eccentric, brilliant, and fearlessly kinky Maia detective called Sérelókë, who can always be trusted to stick his nose (and other parts) into the meat of any fascinating and dangerous crime. In Beleriand, he will find a rich playground for all his passions, and meet a companion who will change his life forever.

Chapter 1:Aftermath Prologue - The Tale of the Journey to the East

In a time and place of safety after the Battle Under the Stars (and the main events of this story) Sérelókë tells the tale of how he came to cross the sea to Beleriand. He will take his sweet time - he has a captive audience.

Chapter 2: Elen Sila Lumenn Omentielvo

A star shines on the hour of their meeting.

Chapter 3: I Am More Sweet Than Other Meat

There's only one way to deal with creatures like the residents of the Valley of Dreadful Death - insult them!

Chapter 4: The Battlefield Under the Stars

Iaun would not choose to be bystander to a great battle - but Fëanor's fall is terrifying. And Iaun's new friend Sérelókë is more terrifying still.

Chapter 5: Where There's a Whip, There's a Way

Sérelókë confronts Gothmog, Lord of Balrogs, before the very gates of Angband. And Iaun discovers something about his new companion - and something about himself as well. (Specifically, a raging voyeurism kink.)

Chapter 6: Study in Flesh and Spirit

Wary and slow to trust he may be, but Iaun finds himself quick and reckless in desire - which is not at all the same thing. (An Elf is not quite so dangerous to seduce as a Balrog, but there is patience and artistry required in doing it properly.)

Chapter 7: Come Through Woe to Bliss

Iaun likes a lot of woe with his bliss, and even Sérelókë finds him quite a handful. Handfuls, even.

(this is the chapter that's just 8100 words of Sérelókë/Iaun BDSM - as only they can do it. Or would want to.)

Chapter 8: The Last Flower of Silver

Sérelókë and Iaun deepen their relationship, and see each other in a whole new light. A very literal new light.

Chapter 9: The City of the Thousand Caves

A respite and refuge, from everything but politics. Sérelókë and Iaun are guests of the real powers in Doriath.

Epilogue: The Horn of the Hunter

A sort of honeymoon.



***

Completed a while ago, but I drifted away from LJ/DW again. Apologies!

I've already started brainstorming some truly terrible ideas for the next tale in this series (which needs a series title!) May be a while, but I promise it shall continue.
vulgarweed: (ringbybleu-unicorn)
I've been lax on posting the updates of this fic here - so sorry!

Chapter 8: The Last Flower of Silver, at AO3


Explicit
Archive Warning:
Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Category:
M/M
Fandoms: Sherlock/The Silmarillion
Rating: NC-17/E
Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson Sherlock/Gothmog
Content notes/warnings/enticements:
Shapeshifting, Kinslaying, More Shapeshifting Elemental Whip Magic, BDSM, Rope Bondage, Dubious Consent, Even More Dubious Tolkienian Theology, Crack, crackfic, Dom Sherlock, Sub Everybody Else, Dark Fuck Prince Running Loose in Middle-earth, Bang a Balrog (Get It On), Interspecies, Crossover, Canon-Typical Violence, Sensation Play, Temperature Play, Violent Sex, Voyeurism, Anal Sex, Painplay, Elemental Magic, Rough Sex, Stone Bondage, Impact Play, Rimming, Dubious Tolkienian Linguistic Discipline, Mild Cock & Ball Torture, Body Worship

Summary: "It's a bonny thing," said he. "Just see how it glints and sparkles. Of course it is a nucleus and focus of crime. Every good stone is. They are the devil's pet baits. In the larger and older jewels every facet may stand for a bloody deed.” - Sherlock Holmes, The Adventure of the Blue Carbuncle, Arthur Conan Doyle

Sequel to With Both Hands Thou Shalt Give It. After Melkor murdered Finwë and stole the Silmarils, fleeing to the lands across the sea, Fëanor, the Silmarils’ maker, led an army in hot pursuit to avenge his father and reclaim his treasure, swearing an oath that would doom them all. And the Fëanorians were followed by the eccentric, brilliant, and fearlessly kinky Maia detective called Sérelókë, who can always be trusted to stick his nose (and other parts) into the meat of any fascinating and dangerous crime. In Beleriand, he will find a rich playground for all his passions, and meet a companion who will change his life forever.

Chapter 1:Aftermath Prologue - The Tale of the Journey to the East

In a time and place of safety after the Battle Under the Stars (and the main events of this story) Sérelókë tells the tale of how he came to cross the sea to Beleriand. He will take his sweet time - he has a captive audience.

Chapter 2: Elen Sila Lumenn Omentielvo

A star shines on the hour of their meeting.

Chapter 3: I Am More Sweet Than Other Meat

There's only one way to deal with creatures like the residents of the Valley of Dreadful Death - insult them!

Chapter 4: The Battlefield Under the Stars

Iaun would not choose to be bystander to a great battle - but Fëanor's fall is terrifying. And Iaun's new friend Sérelókë is more terrifying still.

Chapter 5: Where There's a Whip, There's a Way

Sérelókë confronts Gothmog, Lord of Balrogs, before the very gates of Angband. And Iaun discovers something about his new companion - and something about himself as well. (Specifically, a raging voyeurism kink.)

Chapter 6: Study in Flesh and Spirit

Wary and slow to trust he may be, but Iaun finds himself quick and reckless in desire - which is not at all the same thing. (An Elf is not quite so dangerous to seduce as a Balrog, but there is patience and artistry required in doing it properly.)

Chapter 7: Come Through Woe to Bliss

Iaun likes a lot of woe with his bliss, and even Sérelókë finds him quite a handful. Handfuls, even.

(this is the chapter that's just 8100 words of Sérelókë/Iaun BDSM - as only they can do it. Or would want to.)

Chapter 8: The Last Flower of Silver

Sérelókë and Iaun deepen their relationship, and see each other in a whole new light. A very literal new light.
vulgarweed: (come_by_jackshoegazer)
Written in 24 hours for the [livejournal.com profile] come_at_once challenge!

I Like Smoke and Lightning

Verse: BBC AU
Pairing: Sherlock/John, mentions of past Sherlock/OMC
Rating: E
Warnings: References to past watersports
Tags: Biker Kink, Leather, Denim, Military Kink, Motorcycles, Public Sex, Rough Sex, Frottage, Oral Sex
Summary: This is a scene from the world of the Bone Fiddle stories I’ve co-written with [livejournal.com profile] htebazytook: set in Appalachia in the early 1970s, where urban exile!Sherlock and Vietnam vet!John explore the seamy southern Gothic underbelly of the fog-shrouded mountains. Through a new case and an old acquaintance, John learns a bit about Sherlock’s past and certain elements of his undercover work - just how far was he willing to go for a case? And just how far will John go with him?

Notes: Title is from “Born to Be Wild” by Steppenwolf (I like smoke and lightning / heavy metal thunder / racing with the wind / and the feeling that I’m under).
Dedicated to the memory of Larry Townsend (1930-2008), author of both The Sexual Adventures of Sherlock Holmes (1971) and The Leatherman’s Handbook (1972). Sherlock in this ‘verse owns a well-thumbed copy of the latter.

prompt: "I thought it was obvious"
vulgarweed: (OK by london_fan)
I've been lax on posting the updates of this fic here - so sorry!

At AO3


Explicit
Archive Warning:
Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Category:
M/M
Fandoms: Sherlock/The Silmarillion
Rating: NC-17/E
Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson Sherlock/Gothmog
Content notes/warnings/enticements: Shapeshifting, Kinslaying, More Shapeshifting, Elemental Whip Magic, BDSM, Rope Bondage, Dubious Consent, Even More Dubious Tolkienian Theology, Crack, crackfic, Dom Sherlock, Sub Everybody Else, Dark Fuck Prince Running Loose in Middle-earth, Bang a Balrog (Get It On), Interspecies, Crossover

Summary: "It's a bonny thing," said he. "Just see how it glints and sparkles. Of course it is a nucleus and focus of crime. Every good stone is. They are the devil's pet baits. In the larger and older jewels every facet may stand for a bloody deed.” - Sherlock Holmes, The Adventure of the Blue Carbuncle, Arthur Conan Doyle

Sequel to With Both Hands Thou Shalt Give It. After Melkor murdered Finwë and stole the Silmarils, fleeing to the lands across the sea, Fëanor, the Silmarils’ maker, led an army in hot pursuit to avenge his father and reclaim his treasure, swearing an oath that would doom them all. And the Fëanorians were followed by the eccentric, brilliant, and fearlessly kinky Maia detective called Sérelókë, who can always be trusted to stick his nose (and other parts) into the meat of any fascinating and dangerous crime. In Beleriand, he will find a rich playground for all his passions, and meet a companion who will change his life forever.

Chapter 1:Aftermath Prologue - The Tale of the Journey to the East

In a time and place of safety after the Battle Under the Stars (and the main events of this story) Sérelókë tells the tale of how he came to cross the sea to Beleriand. He will take his sweet time - he has a captive audience.

Chapter 2: Elen Sila Lumenn Omentielvo

A star shines on the hour of their meeting.

Chapter 3: I Am More Sweet Than Other Meat

There's only one way to deal with creatures like the residents of the Valley of Dreadful Death - insult them!

Chapter 4: The Battlefield Under the Stars

Iaun would not choose to be bystander to a great battle - but Fëanor's fall is terrifying. And Iaun's new friend Sérelókë is more terrifying still.

Chapter 5: Where There's a Whip, There's a Way

Sérelókë confronts Gothmog, Lord of Balrogs, before the very gates of Angband. And Iaun discovers something about his new companion - and something about himself as well. (Specifically, a raging voyeurism kink.)

This is the chapter where that rating, that pairing, and those tags, all get justified.
vulgarweed: (tale_grew_by_nerwende)
At AO3


Explicit
Archive Warning:
Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Category:
M/M
Fandoms: Sherlock/The Silmarillion
Rating: NC-17/E
Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson Sherlock/Gothmog
Content notes/warnings/enticements: Shapeshifting, Kinslaying, More Shapeshifting, Elemental Whip Magic, BDSM, Rope Bondage, Dubious Consent, Even More Dubious Tolkienian Theology, Crack, crackfic, Dom Sherlock, Sub Everybody Else, Dark Fuck Prince Running Loose in Middle-earth, Bang a Balrog (Get It On), Interspecies, Crossover

Summary: "It's a bonny thing," said he. "Just see how it glints and sparkles. Of course it is a nucleus and focus of crime. Every good stone is. They are the devil's pet baits. In the larger and older jewels every facet may stand for a bloody deed.” - Sherlock Holmes, The Adventure of the Blue Carbuncle, Arthur Conan Doyle

Sequel to With Both Hands Thou Shalt Give It. After Melkor murdered Finwë and stole the Silmarils, fleeing to the lands across the sea, Fëanor, the Silmarils’ maker, led an army in hot pursuit to avenge his father and reclaim his treasure, swearing an oath that would doom them all. And the Fëanorians were followed by the eccentric, brilliant, and fearlessly kinky Maia detective called Sérelókë, who can always be trusted to stick his nose (and other parts) into the meat of any fascinating and dangerous crime. In Beleriand, he will find a rich playground for all his passions, and meet a companion who will change his life forever.

Chapter 1

This will be posted serially; it's about 3/4 finished and thoroughly outlined. Projected word count looks to be in the 30-35k range; first chapter is about 5.
vulgarweed: (handbyarwen_elvenfair)
Which is apparently the first day of every month now? Oh hell yes!

Long Hard Day

(Sherlock; Sherlock/Mary/John, rated M, 221B format)

John and Mary have apparently not mastered all the nuances of Sherlock's texting style.


Every Grain Has a Value

(Lord of the Rings; Frodo/Rosie/Sam, rated M, 200-word double drabble)

Frodo's scars find some healing.



Going to try to add something new to this every month.
vulgarweed: (tree_by_aurora_starwing)
(reblogging from Tumblr, because I tend to lose track of things there. I think this idea is gold and it's a keeper.)

Ever since writing The Passion That Slays and Recovers, I’m kind of infatuated with Irene/Mary as a pairing.

So now I want to write ridiculous heist-caper hijinks where Irene Adler and Mary Morstan are the international criminal masterminds that Sherlock and John are obsessed with catching (and always falling just a teeeeeny bit short).

It would be heavy on the sex (I/M and S/J, and who knows, maybe various other combinations of the four), the humor, and the wildly implausible casefic crack, and very light on the angst and serious violence (think of my AdMor as less like MorMor and more like a kinky lesbian Raffles & Bunny.)

I know this pairing is rare-to-nonexistent, but HEY. THAT CAN CHANGE.

Would there be interest in this out there?

(I got a pretty good response on Tumblr and in the Antidiogenes chat.)

Think of it. There might have been a moment when S & J could have caught them, but it was decided all around that they were still all having too much fun. There might also have been a moment when I & M could have got away with stopping S & J's efforts to catch them forever - but it was decided not to, by the same people, for the same reason.

There must have been a time when they secretly joined forces against someone who horrified all of them.

Irene ties people up a lot. Strangely, no one subjected to this treatment seems to mind as much as they should.

Both pairings are totally in love, married, and devoted in their respective fucked-up ways - but none of the four holds sexual exclusiveness as a high priority, so smut possibilities are nice and flexible. (They all rank exclusiveness below dish-washing, as chores go. None of them is very fond of dish-washing. John is the only one who does it regularly - and he's jealous of Mary, because her partner is rich enough thanks to the jewel heists and high-end BDSM services to pay someone else to keep dirty dishes out of her line of vision at all times. He wonders sometimes if Sherlock couldn't pocket the occasional diamond or cane the occasional minor-noble arse to help keep up, the lazy aesthete of pure reason that he is.)
vulgarweed: (come_by_jackshoegazer)
Fandom: Sherlock
Rating: E/NC-17
Word Count: 6,178
Pairing: Irene Adler/Mary Watson
Tags: BDSM, humiliation, catharsis, light flogging, caning, impact play, nipple torture, mild lactation kink, gunplay (of a sort), training, recreational scolding, kink as therapy, Dom Irene, Sub Mary, Chaotic Neutral Mary Wants to Be Chaotic Good, Chaotic Neutral Irene Likes Her Just the Way She Is, Strongly Implied (not-conventionally-sexual) Irene/Sherlock, Mary/John Mentioned
Author's Warning: This is a BDSM fantasy fic, not a how-to manual. While nothing really terrible happens in it, there are certainly some things that might be unsafe for some people in some circumstances. Some suspension of disbelief may be required.

Mary is stuck in a self-loathing spiral because she thinks she’s fucked up badly - and she’s not used to fucking up badly being something one can survive. She needs confession and catharsis. Who’s she going to to go to - a therapist? A priest? Nope. She’s going to seek out the type of specialist who actually can help her. (Spoiler alert: Irene does.)

There's a surprise guest star cameo at the end.

For both Femslash June and the ‘Humiliation’ square on my Seasons of Kink card.

The Passion That Slays and Recovers at AO3

This is actually the first time I've written really explicit BDSM femslash, and I'm a little excited and nervous about it. Feedback especially welcome.
vulgarweed: (the game by isaac_of_nine)
For the [livejournal.com profile] come_at_once challenge: written in about 7 hours. HUGE thanks to [livejournal.com profile] winter_hermit for the amazingly fast beta (probably helped that she was sitting next to me at a coffee shop).

Belt-Fed Cock
Rating: NC-17/E
Word Count: about 4100
'Verse: BBC
Pairing: John/Sherlock (and OMCs/Sherlock in fantasy)

Some babies are born with hair, or with teeth. Some with a caul, some with a tail. Sherlock Holmes was born with an olive drab bandana in his right pocket.

Content: Established relationship, Military Kink, BDSM, Consensual Gangbang Fantasy, Dirty Talk, Top!John, Bottom!Sherlock.

For [livejournal.com profile] come_at_once - [livejournal.com profile] mildred_bobbin tagged me with the prompt: “retribution.” The title is a British and Canadian military slang term that refers to long, hard, punishment or hardship, particularly when disproportionate to the infraction.

Belt-Fed Cock )
vulgarweed: (OK by london_fan)
Title: The Straw Man Fallacy
Fandoms: Sherlock/The Wicker Man (1973)
Pairing: Sherlock/John
Other Characters: Lord Summerisle, Miss Rose, Willow MacGregor, Alder MacGregor, Mr. Lennox, The Librarian, other Summerisle villagers and OCs
Rating: NC-17/explicit

Summary:
“Mr Holmes, I'm not in the habit of approaching . . . consultants. But you are correct. I have great faith in our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ. And until recently, I also had faith in the rule of law. Only the second one has wavered. Three years ago my fiancé, Sgt. Neil Howie of the West Highlands Constabulary, went to investigate an anonymous report of a missing child in a remote place called Summerisle. He never communicated with me while he was there, and he never returned.”

Summerisle is not a welcoming place to visitors, but it shows its best face at May Day. For ulterior motives.

Epilogue: Attained at the End of Desire

One year later, Sherlock and John make a return visit to Summerisle. This time, it's personal.

This story is now COMPLETE. Completely.

Read it at AO3 if you prefer.

Attained at the End of Desire )

Entire Story on AO3

Chapter 1 on LJ
Chapter 2 on LJ
Chapter 3 on LJ
Chapter 4 on LJ
Chapter 5 on LJ
Chapter 6 on LJ
Chapter 7 on LJ


Whew. What a long, strange trip it's been. Huge thanks go out to [livejournal.com profile] winter_hermit and [livejournal.com profile] snogandagrope for epic beta-reading, and to all the readers who've supported this story chapter-by-chapter. Could not have done it without you. Truly.
vulgarweed: (tree_by_aurora_starwing)
Title: The Adventure of the Mustelid Musk
Fandom: Sherlock (Appalachian AU, Bone Fiddle-verse)
Pairing: Sherlock/John
Rating: PG-13/T (for sexual suggestiveness)
Word count: 442 (tale told in two 221B's)
Warnings: none, since smells don't come through the internet.

Summary: Another side of rural romance. In which Sherlock might no longer be aromantic, but he's very aromatic.

The Adventure of the Mustelid Musk )
vulgarweed: (tree_by_aurora_starwing)
Title: Stay All Night With Me
Fandom: Sherlock (Appalachian AU)
Pairing: Sherlock/John
Rating: M (angst, violence, sexual suggestiveness)
Warnings: a major character death that doesn't really happen.

Summary: It turns out that Vietnam is not John's last source of Nightmare Fuel. Sherlock adapts.

Author's Note: Unlike the previous two, this IS really plot-dependent on The Bone Fiddle and has major spoilers for the way it doesn't really end.



Stay All Night With Me )

The title is probably a lot more resonant if you've listened to The Bone Fiddle playlist
vulgarweed: (tree_by_aurora_starwing)
So last night I posted some some serious porn...and it has NO COMMENTS. Not a one. How is this even possible? Granted, the person I wrote it for had already seen it, but...Was it that bad?

I've been consoling myself by thinking it must have been the worst possible timing, but...I'm gonna pimp it out again.

It's called "Splat!", it's "Bone-Fiddle"-verse" it has Sherlock and John hunting each other with paintball guns--and it's really filthy, I promise! (Mind the warnings, it also gets a little intense.)

It's here:

SPLAT!

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