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[lockwood-fic-recs]

February Masterlist

All the fics we shared in the second month of 2024!! Thank you again for all the support :))

01/02 | Old Sun, New Morning by hailqiqi

02/02 | passed down like folksongs, the love lasts so long by youareiron_andyouarestrong (submission)

05/02 | Welcome to My Table, Bring Your Hunger by spinnaker1509

08/02 | Team Assets by the_one_that_fell

09/02 | [EXPLICIT] I melt with you by OctoberSeventeenth

12/02 | so this is love by TheMalapert

15/02 | Blinding Lights by kennys_birthday

19/02 | Boys Don't Cry by hobbitsdoitbetter

22/02 | Where did the newspaper clipping go? by Highuffle

23/02 | [EXPLICIT] yesterday we were just children by JennaTalbot

26/02 | Wrapped Up In You by jacksparrow589

29/02 | I won't sleep 'til you're safe inside by StarWritingFlute200

[greenerteacups]

Hey GTC,

Hope you're doing okay. I gotta be real with you—I'm kinda in a tight spot. Been a huge fan of your writing forever, and you're like my ultimate inspiration, seriously. But here's the thing: I've had this burning urge to write a fic for ages now, and it's gotten to the point where it's not just a thought, it's practically an obsession. It's haunting me now. No kidding.

The kicker? I want this story to be as British as humanly possible. Like, 99.99% British. But here's the catch: I'm about as British as a snowflake in July. I've tried everything—reading British books, binge-watching British shows, immersing myself in the culture—but nothing's clicking.

So, I'm reaching out to you 'cause I'm at my wit's end. I'm desperate for any advice or tips you might have, especially since English isn't even my second language. I just need some guidance from someone who knows their stuff. Please, help me out here.

~Love💞

My friend, hold on to your hat and get ready to go nuts, because I happen to have exactly what you're asking for.

A Reference Guide to Writing Harry Potter Fanfiction, by Callmesalticidae; and

The Cranky Brit's Guide to Brit-Picking, by hobbitsdoitbetter.

As a Yank myself (and someone who admittedly and shamelessly has littered her own fic with Americanisms) I'm not the best positioned to advise you on how to write Brits and British culture. I just do the best I can and try to weave in things I observe as someone who lives here. All I can do is wish you the very best from one writer to another!

[miz-joelys-sherlollilists]

Latest & Greatest Sherlollbrary Additions 07/08/24

#Transport by hobbitsdoitbetter (Rated K+, One-Shot) Established Sherlolly AO3 2024

I have passed these days by the sound of your name (Lonesome Dreams series) (Rated M, Complete, Multi-Chapter) Post HLV AO3 2016

Three Ways It Could Have Happened (and One Way It Did) by mizjoely (Rated K+, One-Shot) Sherlolly Appreciation Week 2024, AO3 2024

Pet Names by sherlollyandspoilers (Rated K, One-Shot) Sherlolly Appreciation Week 2024, Pet Names AO3 2024

Naked in my bed by sherlollyandspoilers (Rated T, One-Shot) Sherlolly Apprciation Week 2024 AO3 2024

Intimacy (Isn't She Beautiful series) by sherlollyandspoilers (Rated E, One-Shot) Sherlolly Appreciation Week 2024, Engaged Sherlolly, Parentlock, Soup AO3 2024

[asteraceae-blue]

I was tagged by @bourbon-ontherocks to show my 4 favorite ships and let my mutuals assume what my concept of romance is 🎉

Dana Scully and Fox Mulder, The X-files

2. Kate Beckett and Rick Castle, Castle

3. Ruth Wilder and Sam Sylvia, GLOW

4. Joyce Byers and Jim Hopper, Stranger Things

Bonus 5. Molly Hooper and Sherlock Holmes, Sherlock

I present to you, smol ladies and their idiot men (ok, Stana Katic isn't that smol, but she squeaks in there in comparison to Nathan Fillion)

Tagging @mizjoely, @miabicicletta, @jomiddlemarch, @hobbitsdoitbetter, @mel-loves-all, @fibrochemist, @lilsherlockian1975, @perfectlyloudbouquet2, @theleftpill, @muffin-n-waffle, @sagiow - have some fun with me!

[sobeautifullyobsessed]

HOLIDAY DASH GAME

I was nominated by @hobbitsdoitbetter (tysm💖 dear!) to quote any Christmas story or any story of mine that I wish got more love. As it's well past the holidays, I'm going with my beloved, Strangebatch WIP, 'Of Magic, Miracles, and Moonlight'.

Stephen Strange x Teyla of Hadeeth (OFC)

Since his return from that last mission, an unspoken urgency had flourished between them, which threatened the pattern of caution they’d been following to keep their secret safe.  Each time they slipped away now into their private world, Stephen had grown incrementally reckless, his need for her pressing him always forward.  Teyla counseled him to proceed with greater care, but was helpless as he swept her along, unable to decline his will for them.

Stephen’s recklessness had brought them to this alley tonight; his hot need to hold her, to touch her, to have her, overriding cooler reason.  Teyla had offered no defense, allowing him to pull her into the darkened alley without protest, within minutes of them meeting up.  He honestly hadn’t planned it this way, but the result was still the same.

Their bodies were pressed tightly together, with Teyla’s back against the coarse brick wall as she submitted herself to his hungry, bruising kisses.  She stretched her neck, humming deep in her throat at the greedy way he latched onto her tender flesh; her neck, throat, collarbone, all reddened in the flush of her desire, and from the rub of his goatee against her skin.  She flexed one hand in Stephen’s hair, and slid the other onto the delicious dip between his shoulder blades, holding him as close as the layers of material between her body and his would allow--their bodies housing no secrets from one another despite those maddening barriers of cotton and denim. “Oh my dearest…my love…,” she cooed, and then gasped his name when he palmed her breasts through her blouse. 

It wasn’t enough for him, could never be enough for him now. 

Stephen needed to rake up her top and feel the contours of her ribs on his way to hold her ripe little breasts fully in his hands—yet he hesitated, knowing the wall at her back would be too rough against her exposed skin.  “Do it,” she urged him, reckoning his need from his thoughts alone, “Touch me as you will, my love.  Your need is my desire as well…”  She trailed off into a heartfelt moan as he slipped both hands beneath the cloth and cupped her smoothly, rubbing her stiffened nipples with his thumbs and making her whimper helplessly. 

Teyla arched her back as he fondled her, arched into his hands, seeking his firmest contact with her virgin flesh.  He cursed inadvertently against her ear, at the sudden, gratifying heat that flared in his palms and thence to his wrists, up his arms, to course through his blood and fill his body with a flame which felt as though only she would be able to quell. Instinctively, Stephen knew this was her energy, pure as her heart, passing into him; there was no pain in this spectacular sensation, only the hunger to give back to her the same, from the depths of his heart.  “How is this happening?” he rumbled against her cheek.

“Because I love thee, Stephen,” she answered, lapsing into a patois of a Hadeethan mixed with English.  When his mouth recaptured hers, and she accepted the eager thrust of his tongue so she might suckle it luxuriously—the thrill of that intensifying the throbbing ache for her in his groin—Stephen realized he was hearing her in his mind.  'I love thee…I love thee…my heart, it is thine.' This startling intimacy awakened a need in him, a possessiveness, that shocked him.

'You are mine,' he thought back to her, spellbound by their connection; mine, he thought over and over.  'Mine tonight…and tomorrow…and always.  Let it be always, my sweet, little angel.  Good god…please…'  

And surely she heard him, even in the relentless depth of that kiss.  'I am, my darling…for as long as thee shall desire it of me,' she promised him.  Incredulous as much from the bond of their minds, as from the miracle that she loved him as he hadn’t dared to dream anyone could, Stephen gently pulled away, to study her face.  Her eyes remained shut as she panted softly, her beauty the same pure radiance he had witnessed in her astral form.

Understanding why he paused, feeling his disbelief that he was worthy of such devotion, Teyla leaned her head back enough so she could gaze up into his eyes.  Mercifully, tenderly, she reminded him, “My love, I am yours.  I have been, from our first kisses. Mayhap even before that night…”  Pictures flickered through his mind as she showed him how she had come to love him. Teyla laughing at something silly he had said; Teyla looking up at him empathetically, on the corner of Bleecker and Mercer; Teyla sobbing in his arms on her father’s kitchen floor.  In a half dozen heartbeats, she showed him a slew of little moments, wherein he was simply being himself, and all of them illustrating how her heart had fallen irretrievably to him—though in those moments he hadn’t had the eyes to see that amazing truth.  There he was, on the Sanctum roof with her in the moonlight, kissing her hand with sweet reverence; there he was kissing her mouth, on one of their secret excursions from Kamar-Taj, with her face cupped in his hands, and a patience that belied how much his blood had come to burn for her.    

Overwhelmed, Stephen hung his head down, feeling Teyla’s sweet breath whisper against his cheek; he splayed his hands flat against the wall on either side of her head, trying his damnedest to collect himself.  Allowing him his silence, she waited upon him, threading her fingertips through his hairline at the nape of his neck, the palm of her hand blessedly cool upon his flushed skin.  She nuzzled his ear, to whisper against it, “Did you not know this, Stephen?  Your lips marked me as yours, on our night beneath the moonlight—as I am forever now, if you would have it so.”

Her confession left him weak and filled him with joy—tinged with a trace of shame for the physical hunger that threatened to overrule his better nature. He wondered if she read his lust as well as she read his tenderness for her.  Did she understand how his body cried out to take her—to tear through the material that guarded her innocence, to finally breach her after the countless encounters that had sent him to his bed, unable to calm himself except by lengthy meditation?  Some nights lately, even that discipline had failed him, and he could only find sleep by picturing her lying sweetly beneath him, beckoning for him to do whatever he desired, while his scarred hands worked the deed he yearned to do inside of her.  Would she still adore him if she knew that dirty secret?...

I nominate @strangelock221b @hithertoundreamtof23 @mckiwi @mousedetective @bakerstreethound @aelaer @couldntbedamned

[simplyshelbs16xoxo]

Spooky Season Sherlolly Fic Recs 👻😱

Bumping Back by @hobbitsdoitbetter

A Halloween Costume for Rosie by @katfevre

Magic in the Moonlight at the Monster Ball by @pennywaltzy

The Sneinton Bollard Children by @mizjoely

Haunted by @mizjoely

Red Door Black by @hobbitsdoitbetter

Love Notes, Witchcraft, and Wonder by @mizjoely

Universally Monstrous Series by @darnedchild

The Witching Hour by @mrsmcrieff

A Slip in Time Makes Him Mine by @mrsmcrieff

In the Blood by @darnedchild

[mizjoely]

Tagged by @asteraceae-blue

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 or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

I think if I posted the names of ALL of my WiPs, including fics outside of Sherlolly fandom, I would have to tag all of my followers, lol! So I'll stick to BBC Sherlock/Crossovers.

Posted Fics:

Beyond Death

Bloodthirst

The Trap in the Honey, The Honey in the Trap (with @hobbitsdoitbetter)

The Fire In Which We Burn

Tie You Up For Christmas

The World As We Know It

Jungle Love: A Tarzan AU (partially posted on tumblr)

Somewhere In Time (also posted bits on tumblr)

Unposted Fics:

Obsession Is A Blade That Cuts Both Ways

What Would You Give

Bioengineered (Jollock)

Three (Jollock)

Sherlolliarty (working title)

Bloodlocked

Deadlocked

Shanghai Surprise

Freaks (Sherlollystrade)

You Stole My Heart Like A Baby From A Cradle

Triffids (working title)

Molly in 221B Post TFP (working title)

Personal Demons

Sequel to "Not Alone" (working title)

Witchy Woman: Cursebreaker

Into Darkness, Into Light

In The Know

Come Dancing

Dark Side of the Light

Booking

A Fine Prize Indeed

Blaze

Wizardlocked (working title)

Riding Crop Sequel (Jollock)

Talk Dirty To Me

Bonus Khanolly WiPs:

Fugitive

Mine

Prison Break

Scent of a Woman

And also various scraps, beginnings to fics that are only a few lines of notes and text, and prompts I never got around to filling (with apologies to the prompters!).

Additional Bonus: WiPs I haven't touched in a decade for various fandoms:

I tag @miabicicletta, @writingwife-83, @mousedetective, and all the rest of my writing crew, you know who you are!!!

[ao3feed-kathony]

Overheard In A Ballroom

read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/55789522 by hobbitsdoitbetter In which Lord Fife is a dick, Daphne and Kate are Queens and Colin Bridgerton’s feeling protective of Pen… So pretty much a normal ball at Bridgerton House, eh? Words: 834, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Bridgerton (TV), Bridgerton Series - Julia Quinn Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M Characters: Colin Bridgerton, Penelope Featherington, Anthony Bridgerton, Kate Sheffield | Kate Sharma, Daphne Bridgerton, Lord Fife (Bridgerton) Relationships: Colin Bridgerton/Penelope Featherington, Colin Bridgerton & Penelope Featherington, Anthony Bridgerton/Kate Sheffield | Kate Sharma, Anthony & Benedict & Colin & Daphne & Eloise & Francesca & Gregory & Hyacinth Bridgerton Additional Tags: Protective Colin Bridgerton, Colin Bridgerton Being an Idiot, Penelope Featherington Needs a Hug, Large Breasts, Bullying, Anthony Bridgerton/Kate Sheffield | Kate Sharma in Love, badass big sisters, Good Sibling Daphne Bridgerton read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/55789522

[dlrconlicense]

9 people you want to know better tag

Tagged by: @smarthily I've been meaning to do this! I finally found time to sit down and do it this week. Thanks for the tag!

Three Ships: Sherlolly, Hera/Kanan, Strangeolly

First Ship: if it's English-language media, it's probably Sherlolly.

Last Song: Mayday feat Emil Chau - A Life of Fighting is but a Dream (Live)

Last Movie: TMNT Mutant Mayhem

Currently Reading: all the Moiraine/Thom fics available on AO3 (rare pairing indeed, but a lot of them flesh out the pair in a decent way...also looking at the Moiraine/Lan fics just because)

Currently Watching: Loki S02, Spy x Family S03

Currently Consuming: Tea

Currently Craving: Cheddar Jack Cheez-Its

Tagging (Apologize in advance if didn't want to be tagged): @endspire, @englandsgray, @musicprincess1990, @colonialfire24, @miabicicletta, @missmollybloom, @garuda-dreams-of-rain, @hobbitsdoitbetter, @writingwife-83

[broadwaylover17]

I posted 276 times in 2022

That's 76 more posts than 2021!

13 posts created (5%)

263 posts reblogged (95%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@simplyshelbs16xoxo

@sherlollyandspoilers

@thisisartbylexie

@emmanelson

@writingwife-83

I tagged 269 of my posts in 2022

Only 3% of my posts had no tags

#sherlolly - 76 posts

#stranger things - 30 posts

#obi wan kenobi - 28 posts

#molly hooper - 25 posts

#star wars - 23 posts

#sherlock - 22 posts

#sherlock holmes - 18 posts

#sherlock x molly - 15 posts

#kenobi series - 15 posts

#fanart - 15 posts

Longest Tag: 93 characters

#austin butler wasn't acting he summoned elvis via ouija board and possessed him for 10 months

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Have an amazing view on my birthday 🥰

5 notes - Posted February 3, 2022

#4

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Sherlock (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/Molly Hooper, Mary Morstan/John Watson Characters: Jim Moriarty, Greg Lestrade, Mrs. Hudson (Sherlock Holmes), Sherlock Holmes, Molly Hooper, Mycroft Holmes Additional Tags: Graphic Description of Corpses, no happy ending, Romance, Thriller, Sherlolly - Freeform, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Gore, Death Summary:

Moriarty is playing an insidious game as three gruesome murders occur one after the other. As Sherlock works on the case, he senses a looming threat. Something much bigger is coming, and those closest to Sherlock may be in grave danger. Can Sherlock solve Moriarty's puzzle before it's too late?

I wrote a thing! I’m excited to share this story. Shoutout to @sincerelydayyy for being my beta reader! 

10 notes - Posted July 14, 2022

#3

You don't know how glad I am to see that you love karedevil as well!!!

Love that ship! We were so robbed. I hope Karen and Foggy come back in the reboot 🙏

That trio makes my heart happy 😊

15 notes - Posted April 10, 2022

#2

This girl's about to go off gushing over Freaky!

Spoilers for the movie. And warning for those that don't like horror movies.

So almost every single death scene in the movie is an homage to a classic!

The opening titles and the killer's mask is a reference to Friday the Thirteenth

The way the last girl in the beginning dies and how the killer tilts his head is a reference to the original Halloween

The shop teacher's death is a slight homage to Saw

Knife coming through the door in her best friend's house is a reference to the Shining

The chainsaw scene is an obvious reference to the Texas Chainsaw Massacre

The guy that gets a hook through his eye is a reference to I know what you did last summer

And a stake through the heart is probably a reference to Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Share any other Easter eggs you saw by reblogging or adding it in the tags

24 notes - Posted September 25, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

The lovely @hobbitsdoitbetter asked me to do a vid for her fic "The Coffin-Maker's Lullaby." It was a pleasure bringing this fic to life. Enjoy💗

41 notes - Posted July 1, 2022

Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

[lockwood-fic-recs]

Fic Discussion #41

As our first fic last week we shared Boys Don't Cry and now we'd love to start a discussion! It's another big bang fic, which means it was in the works for a while! What did you think of it? Reply or reblog using the tag #lockwoods book club and let us know!

[miz-joelys-sherlollilists]

What’s everyone’s favourite newer fics! I feel like I’ve read the best from the good ole days but haven’t been around in the last few years. Anything compare to some of the top fics lately?

Oh heck yeah! Oodles of great stuff, especially post The Final Problem (I'm using 2017 as the baseline cos I assume by the good ole days you're talking PetraTodd and DietPlainLite and broomclosetkink and Nocturnias, to name but a few).

@sunken-standard has some awesome one-shots in her ficlet cemetary and a fantastic post TFP fic Fumbling Towards Ecstasy

And you can't go wrong with anything by any of these authors, imho:

@englandsgray

@ellis-hendricks

@mrsmcrieff

@mae-jones

@darnedchild

@hobbitsdoitbetter

@asteraceae-blue

@ukthxbye

@itssweaterxweather

@strangelock221b

@stlgeekgirl (aka Mouse9)

@ashockinglackofsatin

If anyone has more specific newer faves to recommend, please sing out!

[asteraceae-blue]

Tagged by @fandom-took-my-sanity ❤️

This was fun! Tagging @mizjoely @rottenbrainstuff @scorpihobitch @jomiddlemarch @bourbon-ontherocks @hobbitsdoitbetter

[simplyshelbs16xoxo]

Holiday Dash Game

I was tagged by the amazing @empress-of-snark <333 thank you!

rules: post an older fic of yours (it can be a christmas fic or just a fic that you think deserves some extra love) and give us a juicy snippet. Tag five people and pass on the joy!

Fic Title: The Adventure of Philip Anderson (not a Christmas fic, but deserves a little more love)

Synopsis: Philip Anderson was bored until the chaotic aftermath of Sherrinford gives him an inside look into the hearts of Sherlock Holmes and Molly Hooper. Now, if only he can help bring them together...

Snippet:

“You love me,” Sherlock stated simply.

                Molly’s eyes widened. “What?” He clearly didn’t believe the lie that escaped her lips two weeks ago.

                Taking her hands in his, Sherlock looked into her warm brown eyes. “I know you lied to me, Molly, but what I don’t know is why.”

                Molly shook her head. “I don’t understand. If you knew I lied to you, then why did it hurt you if you knew the truth?”

                He sighed. “It wasn’t what you lied about, Molly; it was the fact that you lied at all.” Sherlock released her hands. “I know I haven’t been the easiest person to be friends with; I know I’ve hurt you in the past, but the one thing I take pride in is that I have never lied to you.”

                Molly felt tears welling up in her eyes. “I’m sorry that I lied. Sherlock, I just—I love you…but I don’t want to.“

                Her words, though truthful, cut him like a dull knife. Sherlock felt he knew exactly why. “Because I’m unworthy.”

                “What? No! That’s not—“ Molly tried to get a grip on the situation. “I’m scared, Sherlock. I was content loving you from afar because I never expected you to return my affections. Now that I have it within my reach, it scares the hell out of me. I trust you with my life, but I can’t trust you with my heart.”

I hope that was juicy enough lol!

I tag: @writingwife-83 @strangelock221b @theresawritesstuff @sherlollyandspoilers @hobbitsdoitbetter

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@mizjoely @simplyshelbs16xoxo @theleftpill @the-sign-of-tea @sunken-standard @knightfury1895 @likingthistoomuch @hobbitsdoitbetter @o0katiekins0o

my dad–also a writer–came to visit, and i mentioned that the best thing to come out of the layoff is that i’m writing again. he asked what i was writing about, and i said what i always do: “oh, just fanfic,” which is code for “let’s not look at this too deeply because i’m basically just making action figures kiss in text form” and “this awkward follow-up question is exactly why i don’t call myself a writer in public.”

he said, “you have to stop doing that.”

“i know, i know,” because it’s even more embarrassing to be embarrassed about writing fanfic, considering how many posts i’ve reblogged in its defense.

but i misunderstood his original question: “fanfic is just the genre. i asked what you’re writing about.” 

i did the conversational equivalent of a spinning wheel cursor for at least a minute. i started peeling back the setting and the characters, the fic challenge and the specific episode the story jumps off from, and it was one of those slow-dawning light bulb moments. “i’m writing about loneliness, and who we are in the absence of purpose.”

as, i imagine, are a lot of people right now, who probably also don’t realize they’re writing an existential diary in the guise of getting television characters to fuck. 

“that’s what you’re writing. the rest is just how you get there, and how you get it out into the world. was richard iii really about richard the third? would shakespeare have gotten as many people to see it if it wasn’t a story they knew?”

so, my friends: what are you writing about?