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To Throw Away The Map (8/?)

And an update to this one! I know, I’m actually being more frequent with updates. Yay! Hopefully @ceeyajh is the right person for me to tag for this fic (I can’t seem to get to my commissions page to double check).

To Throw Away The Map - Six months after the events on the plane, Sherlock is trying to make a fresh start. He has to renew friendships, rebuild his career and try his best to keep his life together when the first case he’s allowed to work again ties directly into the Moriarty conspiracy. But with those he holds close near and willing to support him, with one person in particular being extremely supportive, perhaps he will be able to make it after all.

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He decided it might be best if he and Molly visited Lestrade together. That way it appeared more or less exactly as it was: two friends checking in on an injured friend. He was still in the hospital, which helped, and as they walked in he saw Molly’s vase of flowers would fit in with what appeared to be the entirety of a florist’s shop surrounding Lestrade.

“Molly!” he said warmly as she opened the door ahead of him. Then he stepped into view and if anything, Lestrade’s grin widened. “It is good to see you, Sherlock.”

“It’s good to see you, too,” Sherlock said. “Though I imagine you’d prefer the circumstances be different.”

“Yeah, being cooped up in this bed is not fun at all, especially with the crap telly I’m forced to watch. Sally tried to bring me a portable DVD player but the hospital staff said it could get stolen. I’m a Detective Inspector! I can investigate the disappearance of a missing DVD player. I solve murders, after all.”

Sherlock grinned at that as Molly laughed and went to hug him. “Well, maybe we can get Mycroft to post a guard at the door and she can sneak it back in.”

“Your brother owes me,” Lestrade said towards Sherlock thoughtfully.

“I’ll see what I can do.” He moved closer to his friend. “Do you need anything?”

“I’d kill for a nice juicy steak, but I think that will have to wait until I get released. But maybe keep me company for a bit?”

“Even me?” Sherlock asked.

“I know you did what you did for reasons that are important. And while my superiors would very much like it if I limited my contact with you, you’re...a friend.” Lestrade studied him as he said that. “I think.”

Sherlock nodded. “I suppose I am.”

“Well, glad you finally recognized that. So stick around, watch the crap telly with me, and tell me what you’ve been up to since you’ve gotten back,” he said. He pointed towards one of the chairs. “They aren’t all that comfortable, but it’s all I’ve got.”

“It’s fine,” Sherlock said, seeing Molly give him a smile as he sat down. She sat next to him and the two of them filled Lestrade in on what they had been doing, and Sherlock told him a bit about the things he had learned in rehab. Lestrade seemed to relax the more they spoke, as though he had been worried but now saw there was no real reason to be worried, and by the time they left Sherlock had agreed that on the first visit after he was released he would visit Lestrade at home with a juicy steak.

He and Molly got into a cab to go back to Baker Street and he relaxed. “That was...almost pleasant,” he said, turning to face her. “Not that hospital visits usually are, but...”

“No, I agree,” she said. “It was nice to see he was well, or at least as well as he could be. And that was nice of you to offer to bring him the steak. I thought that was rather sweet.”

“I understand cravings,” he said with a sad smile.

“I know,” she said, placing a hand over his. He turned his palm up and intertwined his fingers with hers. “Do you...do you miss what you usually do?”

“A bit,” Sherlock said. “Not enough that it’s detrimental to my recovery, though. It would be nice to go back to it but if I can’t, I’ll find something else I can do.”

“You know, you could try and take private clients again. I don’t think your name has been sullied as much in the private sector.”

“Yes, but it will indubitably lead back to bad habits if I were to do it now. I’ll wait a bit longer, I think, and continue to help you with your research.”

“Well, we’ll need to go to the path lab to do the next few parts for our current paper. Are you up to it?” she asked.

“I think so,” he said with a nod. “If not...I can go back to the other papers until I am.”

“Okay,” she said, squeezing his hand, and then they lapsed into silence. It was good that his friends cared, he thought to himself. If they hadn’t, he wasn’t sure what he would have done. To come back with no support would have been hell on earth, but this? This led him to have true hope that things would be fine for the first time in ages.

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To Throw Away The Map (5/?)

I am so so so so sorry this update took seven months! For some reason, I had put the folder holding my info for this story in my WIP folder for ones updated in August, and it wasn’t until someone left kudos today that I checked and saw that I had last updated it in March. So my most profound apologies, @ceeyajh. I’m going to try and get a few more chapters up soon to make up for the lapse in updating.

To Throw Away The Map - Six months after the events on the plane, Sherlock is trying to make a fresh start. He has to renew friendships, rebuild his career and try his best to keep his life together when the first case he’s allowed to work again ties directly into the Moriarty conspiracy. But with those he holds close near and willing to support him, with one person in particular being extremely supportive, perhaps he will be able to make it after all.

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He found peace in the routine Molly set up for the two of them. Not just him, thankfully, because he knew she needed routine as much as he did and not going to her post made her routine nonexistent. But they would both wake up at seven, have coffee and breakfast together, and then spend four hours doing research for the papers that interested them most before she began to make them lunch. Sometimes he would continue to work on research but most times he would go and help. He could cook, had always been able to, but he’d never really done it much because it didn’t matter to him. But his time in rehab had persuaded him that his health was something he needed to focus on. He’d gone to meetings with a dietitian and helped make communal meals for everyone at the center, and he found a sort of natural ability in it all.

When lunch was over they would go back to research for a few hours and then work on tidying up the flat, at least the first few days he was there. There was all the laundry in his bedroom they had to do, and giving the room a proper airing out. He found he had gained enough weight he would need to have his suits adjusted, and other pieces of clothing were given to donation. He had let Molly deal with that but he swore he’d heard Wiggins’s voice in the foyer and felt most of the clothing had ended up with his homeless network. Molly had said Wiggins had been clean since he went into rehab and was volunteering at Barts since his time with Sherlock had inspired him. Sherlock wasn’t sure he wanted to see Wiggins just yet, not until things were more settled, but knowing even at his worst he’d inspired someone to do better had pleased him.

He’d been home for nearly two weeks when Molly suggested a walk in one of the parks. It wasn’t that cold of a day so they decided to walk to the park itself, and Sherlock was sure Molly had something up her sleeve. He was proven right when Molly led him to a bench that was occupied by two familiar blondes with a pram parked in front of them. “They wanted it to be a surprise,” Molly said. “Are you alright with that?”

Sherlock nodded. “It will be good to see them,” he said, a small smile on his face.

They got closer and he saw, indeed, marriage and parenthood had done both John and Mary a world of good. John was busy occupying their daughter in the pram when they approached, so Mary saw them first. “Sherlock!” she said with a wide, warm smile on her face. Her hair had grown out fast and was longer and curly. It looked quite nice on her. She seemed to have some sway over John’s wardrobe because while he was still wearing a jumper it looked more sophisticated, and the khakis were a better fit.

She got up and embraced him when he got close enough, and he embraced her back. The fact there was even a moment like this meant, in some way, he had done the right thing in the end. His girls and John were safe. After Mary let him go she went to the pram and Jon stood up, coming over to embrace him as well. This was a far better reunion than the one they’d had when he came back from the dead, he realized. There was no violence on John’s part, no smug assurance on his that John would be delighted to see him, even if he actually was. In their entire friendship the two had never been particularly familiar in a touching sense, but this...this wasn’t so bad.

“Molly said you’d been doing well and maybe you might like a slight break in your routine,” John said when he pulled back. “So we thought maybe some time with your goddaughter might be something you wouldn’t mind too much?”

Sherlock blinked as he watched Mary lift an infant out of the pram. “Goddaughter?”

“We weren’t about to let anyone else be the godfather of Ashleigh Wilhelmina Watson,” Mary said gently, bringing the girl in question to him. “Not after everything.”

“I thought her name was going to be Rosamund,” Sherlock said, peering down at the little girl. The last he had heard from them, before their daughter’s birth, was that she was going to be named Rosamund Mary Watson. This was yet another surprise, though another pleasant one.

“Well, John and I talked, and we’ve been seeing someone. To sort things out. Naming our daughter after me seemed selfish, and there wasn’t really anyone in either of our families we wanted to name her after, except you,” Mary said. “So we asked Molly and Mrs. Hudson for names because despite what you said Sherlock is not a girl’s name. Mrs. Hudson suggested her first name, and Molly suggested her middle name.” She gestured to his empty arms. “Do you want to hold her?”

Sherlock nodded slowly, and Mary carefully transferred Ashleigh to his arms. She was bigger than he would have thought for her age, heavier but not too much so, and she didn’t rouse from her slumber as he got her settled in his arms. He saw Molly had her mobile out and snapped a picture of the four of them, with Mary on one side and John on the other, and he could have sworn there were tears in her eyes.

“She has the best of both of your features,” Sherlock said, getting a chuckle from John.

“Yeah, she sure does,” he said. He looked up at Sherlock. “So the godfather thing. You’ll do it, mate?”

“Of course,” he said as Ashleigh yawned and stirred. He panicked that she would start wailing when she realized she was in a stranger’ arms, but she just stared up at him with a curiosity he recognized. “Hello,” he said quietly to her.

“One more picture of all of you?” Molly asked. He looked up and felt two arms slip behind his back as John and Mary pressed closer and he realized that if his initial plan had succeeded, this would not be happening, and what a shame it would have been. He wore a genuine smile as Molly counted before her flash went off. Perhaps this was all off to a good start after all.

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first lines

Thanks @sleepysonia for the tag!

List the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have less than 20, just list them all). See if there are any patterns. Choose your favorite opening line. Then tag 10 of your favorite authors!

Apparently I like very short sentences...so I did more than the first line for some.

#1. Minato sat in the waiting room.  MinatoxSakura Wooden Blocks, Chapter 1

#2. Sakura could feel the butterflies in her stomach as she approached the fire station. Fire Station 9, chapter 7. TobiSaku

#3. She had to admit it. She may have had an attraction to blue hair. There was just something about blue hair that made her want to run her fingers through it. Kisame x Sakura, there’s something about the color blue

#4. Onyx eyes took in the horizon laid before him. Bodies littered the ground. Whimpers and moans could be heard as he walked through the blood soaked ground. ShiSaku Fate Makes It’s Will Known

#5 Green eyes watched as the love of her life took labored breaths. They have had over 20 years together, neither thinking they would get this much time with the other. ItaSaku, ANGST! Broken Plate

#6. The cold scalpel dragged along the dermis beneath it. Brown eyes watched as the dermis separated revealing the subcutaneous fat underneath. A small smirk made its way across his face. Sasori x Sakura, dark. Curiosity

#7.  He held the bottle in his hand, picking at the label. The willow tree drawn in pencil was split in two. The love birds literally torn apart.  TobiSaku Hollow Feeling

#8. Kakashi was pacing back and forth. Pakkun just watched as his owner gave himself a pep talk.  KakaSaku When a Plan Comes Together, part of a short series

#9. Sakura was looking forward to being home after a long day’s work. ItaSaku Glitter Attack 

#10, Shisui looked at the paperwork before him. ShiSaku Two Hearts Drowning

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I may have skipped around, but who’s to say. 

Tagging @ceeyajh @pandorasbox014 @lilyoftheshadow @petriikore

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So since I am closing down fic commissions (effective 9/20/19), I’m going to make two seperate posts: one for the finished commissions, so they can still be found, and one for outstanding commissions, fo me to use as a checklist. I’m going to remove the individual pages from linking, but these will both be linked on the Graphics/Coding Commissions page for people to find.

unfinished fic commissions for @chitarra10

Untitled Fic (1K to 2K one-shot; Elementary; Jamie Moriarty)

Untitled Song Inspired Fic (1.5K to 2K one-shot; Cabin Pressure; Martin-centric)

Untitled Song Inspired Fic (1.5K to 2K one-shot; Elementary; Sherlock & Joan)

Inside A Genius’s Brain (3K to 4K one-shot; Sherlock; currently at one chapter; Lestrade & Sherlock primarily)

unfinished fic commissions for @greenskyoverme

Untitled Random Fics (∞ worth of one-shots; Star Trek: Alternate Original Series, Sherlock, Elementary + possible other fandoms; characters and/or pairings TBD)

Academy Days (series; Star Trek: Alternate Original Series; currently at 14 stories; Spock/Uhura, Kirk, McCoy, Sulu, Christine, OMCs)

And Never Left Your Side (25K+ one-shot; Star Trek: Alternate Original Series; currently at 3 chapters; gen with heavy focus on Kirk, Spock, Bones, and Chekov)

Heads Will Roll (10K+ one-shot; Star Trek: Alternate Original Series; currently at 1 chapter; Spock-centric)

It’s More Dangerous To Lose Than Win (10K+ one-shot; Elementary; currently at 1 chapter; Sherlock, Joan, other characters and pairings TBD)

Life’s Lessons (15 part series; Star Trek: Alternate Original Series; currently at 1 story; Kirk/Spock and OMCs/OFCs)

Mended, Blended & Found (trilogy; currently at 1 story; Star Trek: Alternate Original Series/Star Trek Discovery; Spock/Uhura, Pike, McCoy, Sarek, OMCs)

Sometimes Fate Intervenes (series; Star Trek: Alternate Original Series; currently at 2 stories; Sulu/Ben)

Spies vs Spy (series; Star Trek: Alternate Original Series/Marvel Cinematic Universe; currently at 1 story; Khan, Kirk, McCoy, Spock, Daisy)

Super Secret Spies & Stuff (10K+ one-shot; currently at 1 chapter; Star Trek: Alternate Original Series; Kirk/Spock)

The Further Voyages Of The Starship Enterprise (series; Star Trek: Alternate Original Series; currently at 7 stories; Spock/Uhura, Kirk, McCoy, Scotty, Chekov, Sulu, Carol)

The Hidden Royal Prince (series; Star Trek: Alternate Original Series; currently at 1 story; Kirk/Spock, Uhura/Chapel, Scotty, Bones, Amanda)

The Little Vulcan (series; Star Trek: Alternate Original Series; currently at 1 story; Spock/Uhura, Kirk, other characters/pairings TBD)

The Paths We Take, Glittering And Entwined (15 part series; Star Trek: Alternate Original Series; currently at 1 story; Kirk/Spock)

To Boldly Observe And Solve Crimes (Among Other Things) (series; Star Trek: Alternate Original Series/X-Files Fusion; currently at 2 stories; eventual Kirk/Spock, Marcus, other characters/pairings TBD)

Whatever Remains (series; Star Trek: Alternate Original Series/Sherlock fusion; currently at 1 story; Khan, Kirk, Sulu)

unfinished fic commissions for @strangelock221b

Untitled Random Fics (∞ worth of one-shots; Sherlock, Star Trek: Alternate Original Series, Marvel Cinematic Universe, Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries + possible other fandoms; characters and/or pairings TBD - written for strangelock221b)

Untitled Random Fics (17 one-shots incorporated into the Bones McCoy, Private Investigator series; Sherlock/Star Trek: Alternate Original Series; McCoy/Molly, other characters and or/pairings TBD - written for strangelock221b) 

unfinished fic commissions for @whclocked

Untitled Random Fics (34 one-shots; fandoms, characters and or/pairings TBD)

Cocaine Blues (Reimagined) (One-shot; Sherlock/Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries fusion; currently at 1 chapter; Molly, Sally, other characters TBD)

unfinished fic series commissioned by assorted peeps

Untitled “John Lives Through His Own Personal Groundhog Day” Fics (4 500 word one-shots; Sherlock; characters and/or pairings TBD - written for mizjoely)

Black Sheep (series; currently at 3 stories; Sherlock; eventual Sherlock/Molly, not legit Tom/Molly, John/Mary, Mr. & Mrs. Holmes, hints of Mycroft/Anthea, fancast Tom Hiddleston as third Holmes brother - written for anonymous donor who requested I write what I choose and did not have time for)

Love Is Like (series; currently at 27 stories; Sherlock; Sherlock/Molly, John/Mary - written for starlight-falls - has NSFW stories)

Our Hearts Are One (40 part series; currently at 1 story; Sherlock; Sherlock/Irene/Molly - written for equusgirl)

unfinished standalones commissioned by assorted peeps

Untitled Random Fics (50K words worth of fic; Sherlock; Sherlolly-centric - written for come2myrescue)

Untitled Sterek Fic (12K to 13K one-shot; Teen Wolf; Derek/Stiles; written for Felis Blue)

Untitled Fic (2K one-shot; Sherlock/Doctor Who; Eleventh Doctor, Molly with Lady Smallwood; written for katiebuttercup)

Untitled Fic (1K one-shot; fandoms, characters and or/pairings TBD - written for a-studyinsherlock)

Untitled Fic (2.6K one-shot; Sherlock/MCU; Stephen/Molly; written for welcometothelosingside)

A Heartbreaking Loss (25K one-shot; Sherlock; currently at 1 chapter; Sherlock/Molly - written for alengmae) 

Children Of Light, Children Of Dark (25K+ one-shot; Sherlock; currently at 14 chapters; Sherlock/Molly, John/Mary, possible background Mycroft/Anthea - written for anonymous donor) 

It Takes The Whole Of London (12K to 13K one-shot; Sherlock; currently at 5 chapters; Molly-centeric with appearances by other characters; written for Felis Blue)

Magic Words (One-shot; Star Wars; currently at 1 chapter; Finn/Rey with Poe, other characters and pairings TBD; written for posterofamyth)

Rectifying Past Mistakes (17K one-shot; Sherlock; currently at 6 chapters; Sherlock/Mary with Mycroft, Anthea, John and others TBD - written for melamungous)

To Throw Away The Map (60K one-shot; Sherlock; currently at 6 chapters; Sherlock/Molly and John/Mary; written for ceeyajh)

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To Throw Away The Map (4/?)

And finally, four hours later, I am finished uploading fanfiction to AO3 and Tumblr (Livejournal is another story). I have finally gotten around to updating this fic (yay!) and Sherlock has a project in front of him to settle him, hopefully, until he sees if he can get the chance to work on cases again. Will it work? One hopes so...

Anyway, everyone (especially @ceeyajh) please enjoy the new chapter!

To Throw Away The Map - Six months after the events on the plane, Sherlock is trying to make a fresh start. He has to renew friendships, rebuild his career and try his best to keep his life together when the first case he’s allowed to work again ties directly into the Moriarty conspiracy. But with those he holds close near and willing to support him, with one person in particular being extremely supportive, perhaps he will be able to make it after all.

Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/Molly Hooper, Mary Morstan/John Watson

Characters: Sherlock Holmes, Mrs. Hudson, Mycroft Holmes, John Watson, Mary Morstan, Greg Lestrade, Sally Donovan, Molly Hooper, Anthea (Sherlock)

Additional Tags: Eventual Sherlock Holmes/Molly Hooper, Case Fic, Romance, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Past Drug Addiction, Rehabilitation, Slow Romance, First Kiss, Friendship, Friends to Lovers, Male-Female Friendship, Best Friends, Male Friendship, Sherlock-centric, POV Sherlock Holmes, Pining Sherlock, Sherlock Holmes Has Feelings, Sherlock Holmes and Drug Use, Sherlock Holmes & John Watson Friendship, Sherlock Holmes & Mary Morstan Friendship, Sherlock Holmes & Greg Lestrade Friendship, Holmes Brothers, Family Feels, Brother Feels, Sherlock Holmes/Molly Hooper Kissing, Pre-Sherlock Holmes/Molly Hooper, Sherlock Holmes/Molly Hooper Fluff, Molly Is Patient, Kind Molly, Reconciliation, Sherlock Holmes & Molly Hooper Friendship, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Questioning Molly, Sherlock's at a loss, Projects, serious conversations, Awkwardness, Sherlock's Past

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He found he woke up at seven, the same as he had at rehab, and for a moment he was at a loss. There was no routine here at Baker Street, and he knew that was, for at least until such a time as he could formulate one of his own, hard to deal with. He had been surprised that he had adapted to the schedule eventually; initially, he had fought it with all his might, enduring the consequences for breaking the rules with all the sullenness of a child. But, eventually, he found a sort of peace in having a routine.

A peace he wasn’t sure he was going to be able to find without some purpose, and seeing as how cases were not an option…

He went to the back of his door and got his dressing gown. He hadn’t bothered to unpack the night before and so he was left using clothing that had been left behind in his absence. It was the tartan one, which smelled faintly of something he couldn’t quite place. His whole room had the smell, but he supposed it was something lingering from when the place had been swept for drugs. The rest of the flat must have been aired out better than his room had. He supposed everything that hadn’t been sent to rehab would need to be laundered.

It was with surprise that he saw Molly up and moving in the kitchen when he entered. She gave him a smile as she began to make coffee. “I know you never really liked my coffee before but I swear, I got better,” she said.

He gave her a small smile. “I still drank it, didn’t I?” he said.

“That is true,” she said with a soft laugh. “Mycroft told me you had been on a schedule and you were usually awake this early. I thought maybe you’d want company. I mean, if you don’t, I can take my coffee to my room.”

Sherlock frowned. It was past time for her to be getting ready for her post, normally. Any time he had used her flat as a bolt hole and stayed later than seven she was bustling around much earlier than that, using the washroom and making breakfast and having coffee and taking care of her cat. “Don’t you have to go into Barts?” he asked.

She shook her head. “I am on an extended sabbatical, of sorts,” she said. “Post-mortems isn’t the only thing I do for the hospital, so when I volunteered to do this Mycroft threw a bit of his weight around and I have time to work on papers I’ve been putting off for a long while.” She tucked a strand of hair back behind her ear as she moved to begin making toast. “When you think you’re ready to go to the hospital for any lab work I need to do, you’re welcome to help me. I’ll even add your name to the papers.”

Sherlock blinked. “You’ll include me in your published papers?” he asked.

“Well, yes. I mean, a lot of things can be done here at Baker Street. There are at least ten different papers I have planned to write, so we can put off going to Barts for at least a few months. If you help me now, of course, I’ll add your name. Fair is fair, after all.” She turned and looked at him. “And maybe it will give you something to do where you can use your mind and not stagnate.”

“That would be nice,” he said, moving to the refrigerator. “What about the others?”

“You mean John and Mary and Greg?” she asked. Sherlock nodded. “For now, they’re keeping their distance, at least until you get settled. To be honest, Mycroft wasn’t sure you’d want to even see me, but...I insisted, I suppose, because I care and I wanted you to know that.”

“And they do as well?” he asked quietly. She remained silent. “It’s alright if you can’t answer for them, you know.”

“I know John was conflicted, about a lot of things,” Molly said quietly, slipping the bread into the toaster. “He went back to therapy, both on his own and with Mary. A special therapist, mind you. One Mycroft vetted, who had the clearance to touch on Mary’s past. And so John knows more and they’re working things out. But they’re happy, and they do miss you. I think you’ll find John’s different. He’s not so...” She groped for the word. “In search of an adrenaline fix, I suppose?”

Sherlock nodded. That was good to hear. He knew there were problems with the type of friendship he and John had, that they had not had a healthy relationship. He had done his own work on things, and it was nice to hear that John had done the same. “And Lestrade?”

“He was a bit disappointed about the whole affair when your brother told him the truth, which Mary insisted he do, but he understood. He knew that there was no way that Mary was safe as long as that bastard was alive. And I think he knows that you were backed into a corner.” Sherlock noticed she avoided looking at him. It was true, in one way, he’d been backed into a corner, but he had admitted to himself in the past months he had put himself in that corner to begin with, and John as well. Even if Lestrade understood what he had been told, he wanted all of a sudden to make sure she understood that everything that had happened on Christmas was his plan and therefore his fault, and things could have gone so much more differently if he had not been so brash and foolish.

He was about to speak when her toast came up and she busied herself with preparing it, so he opened the refrigerator and looked inside, finally deciding on orange juice. He still didn’t have much of an appetite, even though there were no cases on the horizon, though he supposed if Molly offered to feed him he would accept. He had rather gotten used to regular meals but he still didn’t quite trust his skills in the culinary department beyond the basics. And to be honest, if they began work on the papers soon, he might forget to eat altogether.

After a moment he poured himself some juice and then leaned against the worktop, looking at Molly. “I regret taking a life,” he said. “I don’t regret it was specifically his in that instance.”

Molly stilled in eating, and then swallowed the toast she had been chewing. “We...never talked about what happened while you were gone,” she asked quietly. “Did you kill people then?”

“Only in self-defense,” he said.

She set the toast back on the plate. “Did you start doing drugs again while you were gone?”

“Occasionally. I needed my wits about me so it was never heroin. Usually something much less potent, and usually only for the sake of a cover. It wasn’t until the planning for John and Mary’s wedding it became more than recreational. I was having trouble coping,” he said. “When I boarded the plane, part of it was to dig deep into my mind palace for the Emilia Ricoletti case, because I suspected I would get a last minute reprieve and be taken to hospital in time. But if I wasn’t...”

“If you weren’t, it wouldn’t matter,” she said quietly.

“Yes,” he said. He moved closer to her, setting his glass on the worktop next to her plate. “If I didn’t get that reprieve, I knew there was no chance I was coming home. I would rather have arrived dead in Russia than had to go through anything else like what I had gone through taking down Moriarty’s network.”

“Have you talked to anyone about it?” she asked, looking up at him.

Sherlock nodded. “Mycroft arranged for me to have a special therapist unaffiliated with the rehab program with the clearance level needed to talk about the Moriarty mess and Magnussen. That was most likely one of the few signs I’ve seen that my brother has cared. But it has helped. I was adamant about keeping it to myself, stuffing it into locked rooms in my mind palace at first, but slowly I opened up, and it was for the best.”

She looked at him for a long moment and then tore her gaze away, shaking her head. “I...I don’t expect you to tell me anything,” she said. “I mean, it’s not my place to ask and those memories are painful and really, it’s best just to--”

“Perhaps later, after I have a sponsor and have sessions with my therapist again,” he said, placing a hand on her shoulder and squeezing. “I may tell John, someday, but we’ll see how telling you goes first.”

She nodded, giving him a small smile in return before stepping forward and wrapping her arms around his waist and standing there for a few seconds before speaking. “Do you want breakfast?” she asked, her voice muffled because her mouth was buried in his chest.

“I would,” he said, lightly embracing her back.

“Alright,” she said. She stood there with him a few moments more before she pulled away. “We really need to wash your clothes, Sherlock. They smell...off.”

Sherlock gave her a wider grin at that and then nodded. “Later. I think we have the whole day ahead of us.”

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9, 26, 29!

Hi, Elle! Nice to see you sliding in my asks hahaha.

9. Have you ever collaborated with another writer?

Not until recently, but right now me and Cee @ceeyajh are actually working on an ItaSakuShi oneshot, thats due today or tomorrow!

26. Hardest part of writing? As I mentioned in another ask, I just answered, for me, personally, it’s probably the fight scenes, I have some coming up and I’m lowkey dreading them, but I don’t have the choice so I’ll have to go through it. 

29. Share the plot of a WIP you haven’t published yet.

It’s definitely the ItaSakuShi me and Cee are currently working on right now. Hopefully, Cee won’t kill me for spoiling a bit? Anyways, It’s a modern-day AU, where Sakura, Itachi & Shisui are childhood friends, lots of things happen, but as we delve further in, we reach their adulthood where things get even more complicated between the three of them! You can say it's sort of a love triangle, with lots of angst, pinning, and most importantly some spicy stuff we all love about this ot3. I don’t really wanna spoil the whole plot for it, but that’s pretty much the premise of the oneshot!

[briefololtragedy]

What could have been

Just some Christmas angst. This is a result from the ShiSaku server, blame @ceeyajh for infecting all of us with the angst bug.

Pairing: Shisui x Sakura (past), Izuna x Sakura

summary: . A Christmas party makes him realize what could have been.

He hears his workers singing carols as he sits in his office, a glass of scotch in his hand.  He watched the lights of the city twinkle from his window. Finally, he got everything he had worked for. The money, the power. At times he wonders if it was worth it. Over the years he has seen person after person leave his life. A few had stayed, mainly his cousin Itachi. While his empire was vast his personal life was lacking in so many ways. 

The carols again filled his ears, the drunken slurring of We Wish You a Merry Christmas making him reconsider serving alcohol at the party. He leans his head back on his chair the carols making him think of a different time. A simple time when he was in school for his MBA and she was in undergrad. He blames the scotch for his moment of weakness. Slowly he pulls out her picture, it is hidden in the deep recesses of his desk. Only his eyes could glance at it. 

Their first Christmas together he remembers how she dressed up in a little santa costume. She pranced around his apartment and sang All I Want for Christmas is You. Shisui to this day cannot listen to the song without a part of him breaking. 

It all fell apart. Recently he found himself thinking back to what could have been. What life they could have had together if he had supported her the way she had him. At the end she gave too much and all he did was take from her. It has to be the scotch that makes him think. 

Where is she now? Is she happy? Does she think of him they way he does of her? 

Another swig of the scotch numbs him. He allows himself to have a moment of weakness. Tomorrow he will have to go to his family's holiday party. He hadn’t been in years. In fact the last time he went was right before they broke up. 

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Shisui stays on the outskirts of the party. Izumi and Itachi went to show little Akito off, the two were over the moon. His heart aches in his chest yet again thinking what could have been. How many kids could they have had by now. What would they look like? 

He makes his way over to say hello to his dear Aunt Mikoto. However, he freezes in his tracks. 

She is here, radiant as always. Her hair had grown out over the years. Instead of rushing towards her and gathering her in his arms he wants to flee. She is with his uncle, well he was only a few years older than him, but calling Izuna anything other than uncle felt wrong. Shisui watches as she gives Izuna a peck on the cheek. Izuna doesn’t even seem to hesitate as he pulls her into his side. Her laugh is a painful melody. His heart breaks with every moment he watches them. 

Soon the giggles of children fill his ears. A little boy and a little girl are running through the party. His relatives just smile at them. Who are these children? Why had he never seen them before? They must have been 5 and 3, yet he knew nothing of them. Had he really missed that much. 

His breath is taken from him when he sees those eyes. Forest eyes stare at him under long black hair. He always imagined their children having her eyes. Shisui’s heart breaks even more in his chest. 

All these years he lived in what could have been, while she was living.

[mousedetective]

Fanfic To Do List: 1/21/17 - 1/27/17

So as I have the weekend and Monday to write, I'm going to make a concerted effort to work on my commission list. I have been able to do some updates yesterday, but I'm going to crash now and HOPEFULLY get up at a decent time later and work throughout the day. Since I also got new commissions, I'm not sure about order of fic to my milestone. We'll see where inspiration strikes. COMMISSIONED ONE-SHOTS: - Imperfection (Sherlock - Sherlolly; commissioned by @chitarra10) - Untitled Holmes Bros. Fic (Sherlock - Sherlock & Mycroft post-"The Lying Detective;" commissioned by @chitarra10) - Untitled "Day In The Life Of" Fic (Sherlock - Lestrade & Sherlock; commissioned by @chitarra10) - Untitled Body Positivity Fic (Star Trek AOS - Spock Prime & Kirk /post-STID AU; commissioned by Felis Blue) - Untitled Royalty AU (fandom & pairing TBD; commissioned by @posterofamyth) - Untitled Fantasy AU (Star Trek AOS; commissioned by @greenskyoverme) SERIES IN NEED OF MULTIPLE UPDATES: - Black Sheep (Sherlock - Holmes family with fancast Tom Hiddleston brother; commissioned by anon donor) - Love Is Like (Sherlock - Sherlolly; commissioned by @starlight-falls) - Saviors Of All Worlds (Multiple fandoms & pairings; commissioned by @posterofamyth) - Academy Days (Star Trek AOS - Crew-centric; commissioned by @greenskyoverme) - Spies Vs Spy (Star Trek AOS - Crew-centric; commissioned by @greenskyoverme) - The Further Voyages Of The Starship Enterprise (Star Trek AOS - Crew-centric; commissioned by @greenskyoverme) WIPS TO TRY AND FINISH: - New Family Memories (Star Trek AOS - McCoy & Kirk friendship; commissioned by @greenskyoverme) - At Long Last (Star Trek AOS/Sherlock - McMolly; commissioned by @posterofamyth) - No More Regrets (Sherlock - Sherlolly; commissioned by @ladysolitaire) - Not How It Was Planned (Star Trek AOS/Sherlock - McMolly; commissioned by @posterofamyth) WIPS TO UPDATE: - And Never Left Your Side (Star Trek AOS - Kirk-centric; commissioned by @greenskyoverme) - Children Of Light, Children Of Dark (Sherlock - Sherlolly; commissioned by anon donor) - Heads Will Roll (Star Trek AOS - Spock, Kirk & Spock Prime-centric; commissioned by @greenskyoverme) - It's More Dangerous To Lose Than Win (Elementary - Case Fic; commissioned by @greenskyoverme) - Led About On A (Not So) Merry Chase (Sherlock - Sherlolly & Warstan; commissioned by @sincerelydayyy) - Let No One Be Abandoned Here (Star Trek AOS - Spock-centric; commissioned by @greenskyoverme) - The Little Vulcan (Star Trek AOS - Kirk & Spock friendship; commissioned by @greenskyoverme) - To Throw Away The Map (Sherlock - Sherlock-centric S4 AU; commissioned by @ceeyajh) - What Matters More (Sherlock - Tom/Sally & Sherlolly; commissioned by @chitarra10) I'm going to try and hit everything this week but if you have preferences, let me know.

[starglitterz]

tags for ppl who said they were interested on the google forms :) ;

@xiaophobic / @hqrbinger / @keokomi / @imnikki / @ohmykazuha / @tarou-tea / @witch-hazels-musings / @liarchive / @luvajax / @ceeyajh / @almond-adeptus / @solarpearl / @eggmarr / @genshin-scenarios / @aelatus / @mikachuchu / @almondoufu / @ganyuslily / @pyro-doll / @rganvindr / @simplyxsinned / @sohyuki / @glazed-lilies / @alberivh / @irethepotato

explanation for why i moved the collab from angstober to fluffvember here . i hope u all still decide to join !! :D

fluffvember 2021 !

— writing collab masterlist !

— throughout november, to keep your boredom at bay and help put a smile on your face as the seasons change, thirty genshinblr authors will be publishing a fluffy [sfw] reader-insert fic every day based on a variety of prompts, with a different theme for each week! i rlly hope you enjoy this event & decide to participate ^_^ !!! <3

this event begins november 1st and will continue until november 30th !

if you're looking to join, please read the faq at the end of this post :)

prompt masterlist under the cut.

week 1 ; nov 1 – 7 ; the kissing booth !

1. prompt: playful kisses

2. prompt: stolen kisses

3. prompt: kisses to shut someone up

4. prompt: accidental kisses

5. prompt: 'see you soon' kisses

6. prompt: good morning/night kisses

7. prompt: kisses where you both can't seem to pull apart

week 2 ; nov 8 – 14 ; dates !

8. prompt: aquarium

9. prompt: theme park

10. prompt: shopping

11. prompt: concert

12. prompt: hiking

13. prompt: restaurant

14. prompt: beach

week 3 ; nov 15 – 21 ; let's chat !

15. prompt: "this reminded me of you."

16. prompt: "sing to me again, your voice is beautiful."

17. prompt: "i'm so lucky i met you."

18. prompt: "aren't you tired from running around my mind all day long?"

19. prompt: "don't worry, i'll help you."

20. prompt: "you're the only one who's ever looked at me like that."

21. prompt: "this isn't going as planned, but somehow, it's fine as long as i'm with you."

week 4 ; nov 22 – 30 ; casual affection !

22. prompt: making playlists for one another

23. prompt: holding hands

24. prompt: sharing clothes

25. prompt: cooking for each other

26. prompt: helping patch up their injuries

27. prompt: cuddling for warmth

28. prompt: fixing their clothes

29. prompt: laughing at their stupid jokes

30. prompt: showing you how much they love you character(s): surprise >:) author: starglitterz (me)

— faq / info for authors !

this event is open to all writers on genshinblr, mutual or not.

to join, please send me an ask with your top 5 prompts + which characters you'd like to write for (there's no limit to how many) - i'll try to pair you with a prompt you want, but bear in mind that it's decided on a first come first serve basis.

the number next to your prompt is the date that you publish your fic - i.e. 22. = nov 22 - don't worry if you're unable to post it on time, it's not a big deal ! but it would be amazing if you could :D

there's no specific format / minimum amount of words you need for your fic, just has to be a reader insert.

post your fic based off of your own timezone so it isn't confusing for everyone :)

you can tweak the prompts as long as you follow the gist of it.

please tag all your works for this with ' 💗 — fluffvember 2021 ! ' so i can easily find them to add to the masterlist. please tag me in your fic and link back to this post as well :)

feel free to reblog this post so we can get more writers to be a part of it!

have fun writing, & happy november ! <3

[dijayeah]

My name consists of my nickname and just a random word that came into my mind unexpectedly when creating my ff.net account. In other words the first part of my username which is Dija is a nickname my friends used to call me (and some still do).

I tag: @4miez @kumeramen @ceeyajh @aelitariot @emilyisnursebaymax @tale-of-pairings @naplunamod @birkastan2018

Hi! Reblog with the story behind your Username

Mine is cuz one time my sister almost killed a lightning bug(firefly, whatever), and then I fixed its wing and it flew away, so I proclaimed myself the Lightning Bug Queen.

Tagging: @itswisegirl712 @bisexualbubbleboy22 @proudclarinetplayer @deano-cas @when-humans-were-good @spiderway95 And anyone who wants to

[wickedblossom13]

Thank you for the tag ❤️ @hatakes10

Boring fact: I love mangoes but I don’t like mango flavored products. Weird huh? 😂

I tag: @m-artink01 @just-star-light @ceeyajh 🤪

Boring Fact About Me Meme

was tagged by @purple-possibilities​ to share a boring fact about myself and decided to make a new post because that one was getting TOO LONG

(as an aside who doesn’t put both socks on before putting on shoes? you put your socks on in your room and then put your shoes on at the door, right? oh God is OP one of those people who wear shoes inside the house??????)

My boring fact is I don’t like when bread has flour brushed on the crust, especially if it’s a bun. No flavour and dries out my tongue and gets on my fingers.

I tag @wordcubed​, @weppy​, @goodguydanzo​, @professorpotato​, and @darth-sakura​.