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A Study in Winning - Jupiter_Ash - Sherlock (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
John and Sherlock are professional tennis players and it’s Wimbledon. One is a broken almost was at the end of his career, the other an arrogant rising star tipped for greatness. It should have been a straightforward tournament. It really should have been. How were they to know that a chance encounter would change everything?
Sherlock  Sherlock_fic  Sherlock_slash  au  Tennis!AU  john/sherlock  Wimbledon  competition  winning 
march 2012 by shiny_starlight
An indrecibly fucked up but amazing relatonship between Sherlock and John. Paradox series.
sherlock  sherlock_fic  sherlock_slash  john/sherlock  au  first_time  established_relationship  fucked_up  possessive!Sherlock  drug_use  drugs 
january 2012 by shiny_starlight
The Blind Leading The Blind... - Sherlock Fic - Gravid, Part One
Joan was pregnant when Sherlock went over the falls, but didn't know it. When she goes into labour, she finds out Sherlock isn't as dead as she believed
sherlock  sherlock_fic  sherlock_het  sherlock/joan  girl!John  established_relationship  pregnancy  pregnant!John  giving_birth  sebastian_moran  character_death  post_reichenbach  blind_author_fic 
january 2012 by shiny_starlight
Fic of the Mad Lori - Performance In a Leading Role (1/?)
Sherlock Holmes is an Oscar winner in the midst of a career slump. John Watson is an Everyman actor trapped in the rom-com ghetto. When they are cast as a gay couple in a new independent drama, will they surprise each other? Will their on-screen romance make its way into the real world?
sherlock  sherlock_fic  sherlock_slash  au  actor_au  Actor!Sherlock  Actor!John  john/sherlock  behind_the_scenes  pre_slash 
december 2011 by shiny_starlight
fic: Attachment Theory (John/Sherlock, PG-13)
Title: Attachment TheoryFandom: SherlockPairing/Characters: John/Sherlock, Lestrade, Donovan, OCsRating: PG-13Summary: In which there is a hunt for a fabricated will, and John learns that Sherlock's regard for him goes far beyond the physical.Word Count: 7,939Notes: Sequel to Limpet. Sneakily incorporates quiet000001's prompt: Sherlock has to go undercover as a secretary for some case-related reason. Warnings/Spoilers: Bit of violence. Attempted plot. Authorial prejudice against filing.Credits: Massive thanks to flawedamythyst for supportive alpha-reading and Britpicking, and to lemmealone for a wonderfully demanding beta. Disclaimer: Not true. Not mine. Not written for profit.Crossposted to AO3.Attachment Theory"John, will you stop that mindless pecking? It's annoying." There was a hard thump against his thighs. "Not to mention pointless. Nobody cares about your blog."John looked down at Sherlock, who was currently taking up three-quarters of the sofa and gracing John's lap with his head. Sherlock looked back with an expression of disgruntlement."You don't care about my blog," John corrected. "Sorry to break it to you, Sherlock, but you aren't the only person in my life. Plenty of other people are interested.""Yes, but they don't matter as much." Sherlock huffed out a breath. "Besides, if you're typing—well, attempting to type, you're terrible at it—then you're not paying attention to me.""I wasn't aware I should be paying attention to you." John stifled his grin with difficulty. "Did you want something?""Obviously. Put your laptop away. I want a kiss, and then I want you to play with my hair while you watch telly. It's very arousing."John drew in a short, quick breath. Jesus, it still surprised him every time. He should be used to it by now—Sherlock was shockingly blunt in so many other ways—but hearing him say things like that still made John react like this was still new. He did his best to control himself; Sherlock had enough ego for both of them."Oh, all right. If it'll shut you up," he said, with a put-upon sigh. He closed his laptop (balanced awkwardly on the arm of the sofa; he hadn't been getting much done anyway) and leaned over Sherlock to deposit it on the coffee table. Sherlock grabbed John's collar as he began to straighten, and held him in place for the kiss he'd demanded. It was long, and thorough, and John was past breathless and heading straight for dizzy by the time Sherlock pushed him away."I don't know why you bother pretending," Sherlock said, reaching down for a cushion and stuffing it behind his head. "You love how demanding I am.""It's called teasing, Sherlock." John fished the remote out from between the sofa cushions, flicked past the usual rubbish evening programming and found a M*A*S*H marathon on Sky. "It's a lighthearted way of provoking one's partner into providing more prolonged or impassioned attentions than originally intended.""I know what it is, John. I said I don't know why you bother with it. I always tell you exactly what I want and you always give it to me, so the teasing serves no purpose." Sherlock took one of John's hands and kissed his knuckles before sliding it into his dark curls. "I literally couldn't want you more than I already do. It's impossible."Oh. Oh, that was. Unexpected. More unexpected than usual. John let his head fall back against the sofa and let out a weird choking, half-laugh sort of noise. He felt Sherlock's head come up off his lap to look at him and waved his free hand aimlessly."No, it's fine, don't mind me," he sighed. "I'm just losing what's left of my higher brain functions, that's all. Do you realise what it does to me when you say things like that?""Ye-es," Sherlock drawled, settling back down. "I could hardly miss it. It's only the truth, John. I don't see why it's still a shock to you.""Because people don't tell the truth like you do," John said. He sifted his fingers through Sherlock's hair automatically, the action so familiar as to barely register except for Sherlock's pleased noises. "The other purpose of teasing is to deflect the intensity of one's emotional responses to avoid embarrassment or for self-protection. Neither of which you seem to care about. It does my head in, a bit.""I don't get embarrassed. Not unless I make a mistake in my work. You know I don't care what other people think of me personally." Sherlock pushed his head into John's palm, indicating he should scratch. "And I don't need to protect myself from you.""Because you're pretty well self-sufficient," John said, nodding, ignoring the clench in his chest as he said it."Patently untrue," Sherlock said. "It's because I know you won't hurt me."He'd closed his eyes while John was stroking his hair; now he opened them and met John's gaze. Clear grey-green met concerned blue, hiding nothing, and John lost his breath entirely."You trust me that much?"Sherlock gave him a slow, open, brilliant smile. "Now you're getting it.""Right," John said, staring. "Right. Okay. How long are we going to watch telly?""Why do you want to know?""Because I'd really love to take you to bed now.""Oh, excellent." Sherlock rolled to his feet and held out one hand. "See how much more efficient this is?""Efficient. Yes. Fine. Bedroom, Sherlock." John stood up and used Sherlock's hand to pull him close for a thorough kiss of his own. "I'm going to wind your hair around my fingers while you suck me. Yes?"Sherlock's eyes went wide and then very, very dark. "Yes," he agreed. "Good. Fantastic, actually.""After you," John said with a sweeping gesture. He didn't bother to hide his grin as he followed. Perhaps this blunt honesty thing was a good idea. It seemed like it could be … mutually beneficial.* * *John hid a yawn and discreetly arched his back, wincing at the various aches and twinges. He was operating on about an hour's sleep, thanks in part to the new case they'd taken on late the previous evening. They'd only been vertical again for about ten minutes when Lestrade showed up at their door."Relatives squabbling over an inheritance, Lestrade? How quaint. Deal with it yourself.""I can't. I'm a minor beneficiary of the will, wherever it is, and it's not a criminal case—that I know of—so it'd look a bit dodgy if I got involved. Look, just talk to Shannon, will you? She's my cousin, and she's in a bind that you might be able to help her out of. She needs to find that will.""Your cousin?""Yes, Sherlock. No need to look so surprised. I do have a family tree, you know.""That's a shock. I always assumed you'd just taken physical form in the bowels of the Yard one day, wearing that awful suit.""… did you just make an actual joke? Wonders will never cease.""Shut up." The minute Lestrade left the flat, Sherlock had grinned expansively and stretched his arms over his head. "Tea, John?""You're going to take the case, then? I thought …""What?""Well, it's a bit pedestrian for you, isn't it? Not much of a challenge." Regardless of how important it might be to Lestrade's cousin."Of course it is. Be over in a day or two, after I've seen the cousin. You're missing the point, John!" Sherlock's eyes gleamed. "Lestrade is going to owe us a personal favour for this. I'm not going to pass up an opportunity like that."He'd kept John awake most of the night with preliminary research on estate administration and probate, and then ambushed him at about three a.m. for a second round of sex that left John limp and gasping on the mattress; not unusual by any means, but there was always an edge to it when Sherlock was embarking on a new case. John wasn't complaining (Christ no, sex with Sherlock was pretty much the last thing he'd ever complain about), but it was now nearly half-eight, and he'd already drunk four espressos from the café downstairs in an effort to appear alert. Sherlock, the great prat, had dozed for about half an hour during the night and somehow looked fresh as a daisy.John looked down at his notes. Sherlock had all but dragged him out of bed at six a.m. for this meeting with Lestrade's cousin, to get the details of the case. The will they were looking for was that of Shannon Grant's recently-deceased mother. Emily Grant had died of complications due to Alzheimer's disease; Shannon was her sole caregiver, and held a power of attorney that had been in force since her mother's diagnosis. Shannon was the major beneficiary named in what had, until recently, been the only legal version of Emily's will believed to exist. Shannon was due to inherit a sizeable estate once probate was granted, including the family home in Battersea and a stock portfolio with a six-figure valuation. There were a few minor bequests (Lestrade was set to receive several thousand pounds in cash), but the bulk of the estate was to go to Shannon. Sherlock became genuinely interested when Shannon revealed that her sister, Suzanne, had come forward to contest Shannon's right to the inheritance."She says she has another version of the will," Shannon explained. Blonde and careworn, yet somehow quietly beautiful in jeans and a plain black blouse, she perched on the edge of John's chair, twisting a handkerchief around her fingers. "She hasn't been to see Mum in years, not since before the Alzheimer's set in, but she's saying they had a reconciliation visit while Mum was still lucid and that Mum agreed to change her will. She's got a high-priced lawyer who claims this new will is valid, but I can't find a copy of it anywhere. They keep promising to send it to me but something always happens to stall it—couriers getting lost, the post not being delivered, claims of emails bouncing back from my account. I've gone to their offices, but Suzanne's solicitor is never available to see me."If I go to court and claim they're deliberately keeping the will from me, I'll be laughed out of the room." Her voice shook with anxiety. "If she wins, she'll get everything; the whole estate. I'll have nothing. I don't have a job, Mr Holmes. I don't have any money for a solicitor. I dropped everything in my last year of university to … [more]
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october 2011 by ammonite2
aslipperysloth: AU: Crazy Little Thing (Part 1/2)
John goes into a psych hospital to deal withhis PTSD. There he meets Sherlock, who has been in hospital since being convicted of killing Carl Powers when he was ten
sherlock  sherlock_fic  sherlock_slash  au  mental_hospital_au  john/sherlock 
september 2011 by shiny_starlight

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