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Started: 12-2-20

Last Edit: 12-8-20

total works: 14

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ch2, ch3, ch4, ch5, ch6, ch7, ch8, To Be Continued...

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🚨 WIP GAME ALERT 🚨

Rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Thanks for the tag, @sweetkingdomstarlight-blog !

> naked and afraid x bruce

> twiddles x wanda

> writer's woes x steve

> silent night x bucky

> the call

> a warm, beating heart

> the story of us

> tonys ultron substitute (?)/ton-e/synthetic

> kindness of strangers x dr strange

> gaia / clockwork heart / [Russian text]

> 10 first dates

> arachnophobia, murder, a church, and other things to live by

That should be all of them. It's a big piping hot mess...

Tagging @marvelsbanner @sagechanoafterdark @slothspaghettiwrites @coppercatwrites @introvertedmegalomaniac and @mostly-marvel-musings 😏

[fandomking221b]

Heyy so im pretty sure i was hacked, sorry if i tagged you in a ray bans post? Thanks to @coppercatwrites they let me know so now i think ive got it under control :))

To the person who hacked me,

[ravencatroleplay]

The Kitten of 221b

Summary: Layla decides to bring home and kitten that she picked up but will sherlock except it.

Paring: my OC x sherlock

Warnings: just some slight angst

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"Sherlock!" Layla called out as she entered the door of sherlocks flat her and him shared. She heard the quietness of the flat no one was home. Lucky she was alone and wanted to get things ready before he showed up. Layla held a fluffy black kitten in her arms wrapped up in her scarf that sherlock have gotten her. She went into the bathroom with it as placed the kitten into the tub. Hearing it meow from being put down and watched it began to walk around.

"I will be right back little one. Stay safe for a moment I will be back soon with cat food and toys for you."

She picked him up placing a kiss on its head and exited the bathroom closing the door behind her. Making sure the kitten doesn't find it way out of the tub and run around the flat. She collected her money she had stored away then left the flat to but the needs for the kitten.

After buying the things and getting a cab home she carried the things with a slight struggle trying to get the door opened. She walked inside and quickly went up the stairs still hearing it be so quiet. "Sherlock is not back yet good gives me more time". She said to herself as she put the things in the kitchen. When she walked to the bathroom a deep voice called out "why is there a cat in the bathroom, Layla?" She was startled for a moment and turned around to see sherlock standing in the room with a disappointed look.

"Sherlock I picked up a friend he was in a box that said free kittens and he was the last one so I took him."

Sherlock walked closer to her saying "no you are not keeping it. I have far to many things to deal with and far to many distractions. I have a case to solve and it's already enough that I have you no need for more things. It better be gone when I get back."

With that sherlock turned with his coat flowing behind him and left the flat slamming the door. Layla began to tear up as she went to the bathroom retrieving the kitten then fixed it some food and water. When the kitten finished she saw the front door open revealing John stepping in.

He immediately said hello to her then spotted the kitten. "Oh I see why sherlock was all in a mood and saying something about cats." Layla scoffed and said "sherlock can go buzz off for all I care if he thinks me and this cat are so much of a distraction then I will leave to save his precious time." She left with the kitten and hid herself in the room taking a nap till sherlock came back.

Sherlock had came back sun was already down and saw John on his laptop sitting at the table. "Where is Layla?" Sherlock spoke out with no hello to John. John didn't bother looking at him saying "she is the room. She is not happy with you." Sherlock hummed and went straight to the room opening the door quietly to see her asleep then his eyes stopped on a black ball of fur. She still had the kitten, sleeping on his pillow in her scarf. He let out a sigh and walked over to her as the cat woke up and mowed at him. Seeing her move in her self he whispered to the cat "quiet furball you are going to wake her." However the kitten didn't stop so he picked it up and took it out of the room for now.

Sherlock closed the door going back to John saying "what do I do with it? It wont be quiet." John looked at him puzzled and said "it's a cat feed it and play with it. It's like a dog but different. It's also still a baby." Sherlock went to the kitchen feeding it as he went on a rant explaining why cats and dogs are different in ways then ended it with "I don't even like cats". Soon he went to sit on the couch doing his detective things and had put the small animal in a basket to kept it out of his way.

That didn't stop the kitten when it managed to get out over and over. Running around the floor and getting into sherlocks things. Sherlock was fussy, chasing the cat and mumbling things to it, making John chuckle at his frustration. All the noise cause Layla to come out of the room and locking eyes with sherlock. The kitten ran to her as she quickly picked it up glaring to sherlock and closed the door.

Sherlock let out a sigh then walked to his room opening the door and closed it softly behind him. Seeing Layla sit there holding the cat not looking to him and said "sherlock I am not getting rid of this kitten. I been wanting a cat for a while I just never told you cause I knew you would get like this but I feel alone here a lot cause you are always gone so I picked him up so I had a friend to be with me. So if you dont want it then I am-". "You can keep it."

She looked at him in shock and said "what? You are letting me keep him why the sudden change in heart." Sherlock walked over sitting next to her then petted the kitten with his finger. "I thought what I said I knew it hurt you. It was just the case that got me today and I didn't realize what I said till later. But I dont want this thing to be in my stuff messing up things." The kitten moved out of her arms and made it way onto sherlock is lap and curled into a ball to sleep.

Layla smiled and place a kiss on his cheek bone causing sherlock to have a slight blush. She laid her head on his shoulder saying "I love you sherlock." He rested his head on top of her saying "I love you to layla." The both looked at the sleeping cat hearing its tiny purrs. Now the next on their list is to come up with a name for their new flat mate.

🐱 there will be a part two to see how sherlock deals with this little guy. What name shall they come up with?

Sherlock tags🖤: @bakerstreethound @sobeautifullyobsessed @coppercatwrites

Friend tags❤: @khandoingkhanthings @doctorstrangeaskblog @doctor-stephenstrange @wsherlockscottholmesblog @wide-eyedscottishlass @ben-locked

[yeahimacatwhataboutit]

@coppercatwrites / @coppercatwritez bought me cheese fries from shakes and steaks. Nummy nummy! What a great mommy. 😸

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Hey all, my friend, @coppercatwrites, just started a fanfic blog and you should all go follow and request some stuff if you’d like!

[coppercatwrites]

I want a hug!

Long Here’s an (edited) list of hug prompts I found from this post! Dont be afraid to send in a hug ask. :) I’m writing for Supernatural, Sherlock bbc, Tony Stark, and Doctor Stephen Strange! (cross means in the works. I’ll add the link next to it when it’s done) 

Hug from behind. ~

Sleepy hug   ~ Sleep - Tony Stark x Reader

Surprise hug

Comfort hug

Angry hug 

Grumpy hug

Tired hug

Group hug 

Careful hug

embarrassed hug 

First hug   ~

Greeting hug

Goodbye hug

Tackle hug. ~

Celebratory hug

Hug with a kiss  ~ 

Lifting-off-the-ground hug ~ 

Giddy hug

Bear hug

One way hug

Long hug

shy hug    ~

lets have some fun with this, guys :) 

[coppercatwrites]

Alright. That's it. I haven't been able to write anything due to lack of imagination I guess. So its challenge time. Reblog this post with a short story only made with song lyrics. Dont forget to credit the music artist! You can have as many songs amd words as you want. I'll do one too, so it wont be a sad blank post if nobody plays 😂. Anything your heart desires. Even if its just a few lines Or a confession with lyrics. Me personally, if I could speak through song, I would. And eventually, im going to :). I look forward to see what you come up with! Good luck!

[coppercatwrites]

Ayo there!! Feeling inspired at work r n. Ill be Working on some requests that have yet to be finished tonight. Beware! Might get that notification at early ass o'clock, middle of the yay day, or jesus fuck its super late time. There is no in between. :)

[coppercatwrites]

I watched crap telly with Greg Lestrade because anderson lowered my IQ. 😂😂😂😂😂

[coppercatwrites]

Save Me- Sherlock x reader

Chapter 1 - Please Help Me, Mr. Holmes

A/N: Hello! Coppercatwrites here with my first Sherlock x reader story. I was inspired to write this with a prompt I read on Pinterest! I have the second chapter almost done, but please let me know if you like it! don't be afraid to comment or request anything! Feedback from you guys helps boost my writings!

Pairing: Sherlock Holmes x reader Word Count: 774 Warning: occasional language Synopsis: being a hitman who never finishes a job was a good idea. get paid, reassure them the job was done, go off the grid for a while. After pissing off about three clients, you realize they would be more than happy to hire other hit men... on you.

Tags: @bakerstreethound

Pacing the floor of 221B, you anxiously wait for the return of Mr. Holmes and Dr. Watson. As you walk up to the fireplace, you pick up a skull from the shelf. While inspecting it, you notice a pack of cigarettes drop to your feet. As you move to pick it up, you freeze at the sound of a click. 

looking to your left, you notice a shorter blonde man holding out a gun. A taller man with dark hair calmly stands next to him.

“Who are you and why are you here?” The shorter man speaks. 

You raise your hands in surrender, the skull still in hand. “If you put the gun away, we can talk.” 

“No, no I’m not. You broke into our flat. Tell me why you’re here.” 

The taller man sets his hand on the gun, pushing it down to face the floor. “Let her talk, John.” 

John looks at him in disbelief. “But Sherlock-” he stops and sighs. He puts the gun back in his coat pocket and stands with his arms folded across his chest. 

After you let out a sigh of relief, you set the skull back and cross your arms. “ My name is (y/n) and I need your help.” 

“How did you even get in here?” John asks, still baffled. 

“I lock picked the door. Now, if you would please help me.” 

Sherlock takes off his coat and scarf and grabs a chair. Once set in the middle of the room, he sits in a chair of his own. Taking the hint, you cautiously sit. John stands by the fireplace, his arms still crossed.

"There are people out to kill me." You wait for a response but they both continue to stare at you. 

"I'm a hitman who's never killed anybody. I have the training, I just don't want to take lives. I accepted half the payment from multiple buyers, but I never finished the job. I’m now a target and I don't know what to do." John gets aggravated. “Why should we help you? You’re a criminal! We could turn you in this very moment.”  

“I… I don’t want to die because I scammed other criminals. I’ll be in your debt, I can do inside jobs for you.” 

“Absolutely not.”

“I’ll take it.”

Sherlock and John say at the same time. John’s hard gaze has been on you since you came in, yet he looks to Sherlock with raised eyebrows. 

Your tense shoulders relax and you let out a small sigh. “Thank you so m-”

“Not because we need your help, I’m just bored.” Sherlock stands and puts on his coat and scarf. “Now, it would be so kind of you to go back wherever you came from. John and I have some research to do.”  

Nodding, you stand and head for the door. “We’ll be in touch then, I presume? I didn’t give you much information.” 

Sherlock searches for his phone. “Come here at the same time tomorrow. We’ll be here.” 

With that, you leave the flat and start walking. By this time, it's dark out. You contemplate a cab, yet you decide to travel on foot. Speeding through alleyways you finally make it to a set of abandoned buildings. Once you unlock the door with your bobby pin, you walk inside. After a small sigh of relief, you close and slide down the door until you’re sitting against it. As you reach your arm above your head, you lazily turn the knob until it locks. 

“Meow”

“Hey checkers. How ya doing, buddy?” 

The cat walks up closer to you and rubs against your legs. As he hops up to sit in your lap, you stroke his fur. 

“I think I got some help today. I met the Sherlock and John guys from the paper today. He accepted my help, surprisingly.” 

“Meow”

Giggling, you reach your hand in your pocket. “I found a can of tuna and some bread at Sherlock’s flat. Hopefully, this will hold you off until I can find you some actual cat food.” 

After setting your cat off to the side, you set his food down by the makeshift water bowl. As you go to lay down, you hear a notification like sound and shuffling from outside the window. Frozen in your tracks, you listen to the slight rainfall outside. After a while of nothing, you decide that it was probably just the rain. Finally, you lay down on your wooden pallet bed and use your elbow as a pillow.

As your cat jumps up on your side, you sigh. “Tomorrow will be a better day, Check. I can feel it.”

Next chapter: ----> 

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