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posted by InfinityYJ
BBC Sherlock FanFic with OC, Marion Holmes. Post- Reichenbach. Read on.
If 你 hadn’t known her before, you’d have never noticed. How the once brilliant spark of energy turned to a shadow in her now dull grey eyes. Not many have the ability, nor the right to see the subtle change-- but even someone like Anderson could see what was drastically different.
Sherlock was gone, and Mary’s vision had decided to follow.
Everyone realized fairly quickly how it could be fixed. Therapy sessions, psychiatrists, anyone specializing in this. Mycroft and John started with the lesser known, the ones who had good results. But a few months later, when the best of the best of 伦敦 fled the private room, nearly in tears, John decided to talk to Mary.
After a few moments of silence, Mary looking away from him (pointedly 或者 not, he didn’t know), John turned to her and asked as calmly as possible, “Why?”
There was no response, so he pressed it. “Mary.”
Still nothing. “Dammit, Mary, why.”
Finally, a quiet, “Why what?”
“You know bloody well what. Why are 你 driving them away? We’re trying to help you, we want you-”
“We, John?” Mary’s voice was a dangerous low tone, barely heard over the soft and calm crackle of fire. “And who is we? You? And Mycroft? You’re not doing it for me. You’re doing it because the Yard needs help, because they’re too stupid to figure out cases without my help. 你 need someone with field experience, someone with my smarts? Find someone else. I don’t want to.”
These few words were almost inaudible, and John is shocked, all is silent. Until Mary’s low murmuring resumed.
“I don’t want to be him, John. I’m not his replacement. I’m not as good as him and I can’t be. Not one person will ever be able to surpass him, in all his glory, his smarts. I don’t even want to try, because I know, I know, I never will.”
And John understood, and the matter was dropped. There were no 更多 therapy sessions.
In the three years that passed afterwards, nothing seemed to change. Mary became 更多 closed in, 更多 seclusion, 更多 reclusive, completely closed off. John and Mrs. Hudson seemed to really be the only ones who understood, and the grin, that stupid, proud, egotistical grin that always seemed to be on her face was gone. Nothing could bring it back, except for when she had little visions, little daydreams of Sherlock coming back to her, them having a civilized conversation, him asking her about what it was really like being blind. No one seemed to notice these little moments, the soft 评论 like‘“Sherlock, that was rude” that were 迷失 to the wind, because there was nothing there. And if someone did notice, they let her be.
Then everything decided to change, due to a single conversation.
Mary usually stayed home. John knew these days that she wouldn’t set things on fire, which made him a little sad because it reminded him of the days before, but he left her at 首页 anyways. He trusted the girl-- woman, John, he had to remind himself. She’s eighteen and a fully grown woman.
So he left her alone that day. It turned out to be a late night: too many people with injuries that demanded his help. And though he told Mary that he could come 首页 early, she insisted he should stay. The physically injured needed his help 更多 than she did.
He stayed at the hospital. She stayed home.
And then the hallucinations started once more.
This time, Mary heard the door from downstairs being undone hastily, thrown open and shut in a flair of dramatics. She listened as feet fell on the stairs, taking two at a time. It seemed as though he'd forgotten that the eighteenth step creaked when under pressure, because creak it did. 由 the time the door to flat 221B was opened, Mary had expertly manuevered herself blindly into the 厨房 and put the kettle on. Just waiting now, for him to say-
"Marion?"
There it was.
"Bit late, Sherlock."
"Marion, I-"
"You 说 you'd be here at 4."
"...what?"
The Fake Sherlock seemed genuinely confused, Mary thought to herself. "Had 你 forgotten?"
"Marion, we never talked before."
Mary allowed herself a small smile. Fake Sherlock was being a bit of git today, wasn't he? "Well, that's what everyone else thinks."
The kettle whistled, and she took out two cups. "Maybe they're right, 你 know, maybe 你 are just a figment of my imagination."
"Marion, look at me, won't you? You'll see, I'm real, I'm here!"
A confused thought flitted over her mind. Mostly Fake Sherlock didn't deny it. Mostly that was when the conversation was over. But confusion flooded with hurt and anger. He really had forgotten.
"Marion, look--"
"I can't."
Fake Sherlock was silenced for a short amount of time. "Why not?"
She gave the hallucination a weak, hollowed, grim chuckle. "Blind, 你 annoying git. 'Member that?"
Nothing was 说 for a little while as Mary stirred sugar into what might have been her cup. After a few 更多 seconds, she grew a little sad. Had she scared this vision off too? She hoped not. She didn't like being alone. "You still there?"
"Yes," it muttered softly. "Yes, I'm here."
And afterwards, she could have sworn it said, "And I'll never leave 你 again."
They didn't talk much after that, except for her explaining to it about the 最近的 cases, about John, and Molly. This one seemed a little strange, like it had missed out on the last three years, and wanted to know everything all over again. Mary didn't mind. She liked to pretend it was actually her brother, back from his grave, back to take care of her once more.
When they got to the parts of how she was blind, she hesitated. She didn't like this part much. It seemed to understand-- had she 说 that out loud?-- and it came over to her side of the 长椅, 沙发 and 'sat down' 下一个 to her. In her mind she could see what he looked like- black curls tousled and clumped with dirt, grey blue eyes faded, discolored, old and wise and sad. She smelled his usual musk, the streets of 伦敦 practically coming from him in waves of stench. She felt him put his arms around her, pulling her into an awkward, brotherly hug...
...wait.
She could actually feel that. This wasn't just her imagination, this, this was real! She wasn't pretending that that musky smell was surrounding her because it actually was! This was not a fake Sherlock, not fake at all, no wonder he seemed so confused, because he didn't actually know, and oh, everything fell into place and the world was balanced again.
"'L-lock?" she cried softly into it's-his shoulder, a childhood nickname she'd 给 him years ago.
"Yes, Marion. I'm here."
And for the first time in three years, Mary knew everything was alright and everything was 安全 and Sherlock was alive and well and--
"I'm here and I'll never leave again."

Three months have passed since then. That night, John got 首页 from the clinic, saw Mary, saw Sherlock, put Mary to bed, and promptly punched Sherlock in the face. The fight lasted for a few days until Sherlock got so fed up with John completely ignoring him, he did the first thing that came to mind to get the doctor's attention-- he kissed him full on the lips.
John responded enthusiastically.
They started dating.
They stopped fighting (about that, anyways).
Mary went back to her old self- the 火, 消防 department was called multiple times, and the three of them got away without arsonist charges only because Mary was blind.
Oh, she got that fixed soon enough.
The coversation that convinced her was short and sweet, and something like this:
"Marion, why don't 你 want to see?"
"I... I didn't want to have to live up to it. To yours and Mycroft's reputations."
"Well who on earth 说 你 had to?"
"Society."
"Society? When have the Holmes' ever listened to society? Marion, 你 are you. 你 are not me, nor Mycroft, nor John 或者 Donovan 或者 Greg 或者 Anderson. You're Marion Blithe Holmes, the world's only consulting detective's sister. And 你 may not be as smart as I am, but 你 get to the same conclusions I do most of the time. The way 你 do it doesn't matter. Just getting it done is good enough, I'd say-- and you're not going to get it done if 你 are blind."
"Alright."
And it was decided.
So today, in therapy, Sherlock on her left, John on her right, Mary was told to take a few deep breaths and close her eyes, like she always is at the end of each session. Then she opened them, and the first words she 说 were, "Shut the blinds, please."
The therapist did so, confused. "Why'd 你 ask me to do that?"
And with a familiar, prideful, cocky smile spreading on her face, Mary replied, "It was too bright in here. I could see how ugly your furniture was."
With that, she strode out happily, 'accidentally' leaving her walking stick in the room behind her.
They went home. Celebrated. And fell asleep.
The 下一个 morning, John opened his laptop screen and checked his blog. Nothing had happened, really, because he hasn't updated it for three years. He opened up a new post, and typed the words:
"In desperate need of a case. Anyone got something good?"
Three years. Three months. Three flatmates.
All is well.
posted by AislingYJ
Sorry it took so long...I got really lazy and stuff but it’s finished now! Warning: cussing (that’s as far as it goes for mature content) and LOTS of feels. Part one is link.
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Vic's 心 skips a beat. No. It can't-- but she's--
But the message is there, plain as day, as real as the sun in the sky and the hope in his heart. His first thought is that it's a fake, an imposter, trying to lure him into a trap. His head is telling him to stay in the safety of the flat, but his 心 is screaming for him to go to the café. He decides to trust his heart, hoping with...
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posted by godmor
This is a database fore all the important info, factions, weapons, races, basally everything on my new Shy Fy fic (serie), it has no 标题 yet, but this database will be updated regularly as the fic takes shape, so please check in regularly, 或者 if 你 prefer I could notify 你 由 posting on the club 墙 in case of an update, pleas let me know in the commends whit's one 你 prefer. ( 更多 races will be adet I got them worked out just not the names fore them when I got Thad I will post them.) Oke now her is the info:

Very short backstory: basikly the fic is about a coalition of races both human...
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posted by GlitterPuff
She didn’t know what to do. Sitting on her bed, she stared down at the single rose in her hand. It was short stemmed, the thorns neatly cut off so she wouldn’t get pricked. The petals were a light pink, still bright with color since morning when it was 给 to her. She sighed, twirling the stem between her fingers. This girl, Haleigh, gave it to her. Haleigh seemed to be in 爱情 with her and she had no idea what to do about it.

She could reject her. But she feared that Haleigh could do something rash and she didn’t want to be the cause.

She could say yes.

But she didn’t know her feelings...
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This is a very tiny list, read ending notes below. I'll be adding 更多 songs as I find them! If song has been used, there will be a link to the fic.


Rebellion/Battle
The Pretender - Foo Fighters
Phoenix - Fall Out Boy
Discord - Tombstone Remix
Burn It Down - Linkin Park
Re-Education (Through Labour) - Rise Against
Satellite - Rise Against
Riot - Three Days Grace

Self-worth
King - Lauren Aquilina
Sleepwalking - Bring Me The Horizon
Shadow Moses - Bring Me The Horizon
Breaking The Habit - Linkin Park
Audience of One - Rise Against

Mentor to mentee
You're Gonna Go Far Kid - The Offspring

Flashbacks
New Divide -...
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added by AislingYJ
I've decided to do a sort of 30 日 Sherlock challenge with myself (only I probably won't 上传 every day) where I write 30 short one-shots about Sherlock. They'll probably mostly be angsty and sad because I like that, and some might be Johnlock. If you're wondering why this is part 2, it's 'cause I'm including link as part 1.
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After Sherlock fell, everything went dark. John dimly remembers gloved hands, probably belonging to one of the paramedics, gripping him tightly as he sagged towards the ground, unable to tear his eyes away from the broken body. But his vision was going dark, his...
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posted by AislingYJ
Just a one-shot I wrote today because I was bored. Fandom is Sherlock, and it's set during Reichenbach. Semi-AU. Warning: death. Oh and it's stream-of-consciousness, which is why it seems kind of jumbled and fragmented.
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Agony. Burning. Heat of a million flames. Panic. Pain.
I'm here.
No--no--
Sherlock. I'm here.
Pain--
Sherlock!
Struggling to open my eyes, blinking out the blood seeping into my vision. Fiery pain, pain everywhere. Easier to keep them closed.
J-John--
I'm here, Sherlock. I'm here.

Sweat, blood, dirt, become one with the shrieking agony. I'm ready...
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added by godmor
I am planing to write somekind of schi fi fic, so see this as a spoiler.
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posted by AislingYJ
Kind of depressing two-shot with Vic and Marion (Sherlock OCs). Not really any warnings in this part, but there’s gonna be some cussing in the 下一个 one.
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How can I tell 你 how I feel, when I don’t even know myself?
How can I say I miss you, when every 秒 你 were there I only wanted 你 gone?
How can I say I’m close by, when really I couldn’t be 更多 far?
And how can I say that, say I’m telling the truth, when deep down I know it’s all a lie?
--VW


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He remembers what it was like before. He remembers...
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posted by AislingYJ
A little one-shot fun times with Victor and Marion! Fandom is BBC Sherlock, and WARNING: CUSSING. LOTS. Yeah, that’s all as far as warnings go. Oh just some clarification: this is around 8 months post-Reichenbach (if 你 don't know what that means, look it up) and let's just say Marion didn't take the incident too well...
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Vic rolled his eyes, staring out of the foggy window of the cab as it careened through the sodden streets of London. He felt the gray eyes of his brother on him, but he purposely ignored John, pretending to have found something...
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added by AislingYJ
Source: Me! (made with Deviantart Muro)
posted by AislingYJ
嘿 guys! Long time no see, eh?
So I just got back from this 写作 camp and the hot guys there as well as this one couple that I just shipped so fucking hard (not to mention lack of sleep) inspired me to make a boyband! Um...not sure why. But yeah. Here's the guide to this boy band, Stasis. 你 might be getting some drabbles (and smut) on them later hehe

The Members:
Name: Jonathan Lemberg
Age: 20
Height: 5'11"
Skin: pale
Hair: black, curly, messy.
Eyes: dark brown
Accessories: glasses
Instrument: drums, singing

Name: Andrew D'Lacey
Age: 19
Height: 5'9"
Skin: light
Hair: blonde/dirty blonde, straight, kinda...
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added by AislingYJ
'Specially in my two-shot, So Far Away. 爱情 this song!
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so far away
mayday parade
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posted by -BelovedRobin
The problem with insomnia is you’re awake. Fully functional and aware to every beat, thump, pump, slick, lick, rick, prick, oh now you’re just getting wordy aren’t you? That’s the thing, 你 are as awake as 你 are asleep, you're neither. 表演 out on muscle memory as 你 slug through the day, never were 你 fully asleep 或者 fully awake. You’re just there. Like an single 斯莱什 mark in the world, adding yourself, thinking 你 belong when really, you’re just a number.

A number that no one will ever count on.

No one will rely on.

Lean on.

Carry on.

Just striding on your senseless body and...
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posted by -BelovedRobin
Sunday night, 8 p.m. sharp you're there with your face pressed against Equius' sweaty 婊子, 子 tits as he holds 你 like the baby.

6 months back, Equius 迷失 both of his testicles and since then he 迷失 his wife, Aradia, and daughter, Nepeta. 你 only remebered their names because thats all he talks about. Well that and his glory days as a fucking 果汁 head, 你 mean "competitive body builder." However, unlike other bodybuilders Equius' has tits. Hormone therapy came along with a side of high testosterone and because of that, his body had to kick up the estrogen to maintain balance.

Equius' big...
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added by AislingYJ
The song that inspired my fic So Far Away. I <3 Red!
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so far away