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[the-detectives-blogger]

Vamplock Capture - Open Prompt

John pushed his hands out to either side of himself as far as he could, until they touched the metal bars of the cage he’d been placed inside. Stupid. So bloody fucking stupid, to be walking out after dark with vampires about. So bloody, bloody stupid.

Looking around, John could see that somebody or other had placed him in a rather luxurious room. The floor was a muted red carpeting, lush and thick, with matching drapes along the walls; a fire crackled gently in the grate against the nightly rain.

John himself did not match his current surroundings; he was filthy, starving, dehydrated, and terrified from his kidnapping and subsequent travels. He had been starved half to death, bitten in a hundred different places, until finally being sold to the highest bidder - the vampire who could afford this mansion. But as of right now, there was nobody here, and starving or not, John was not inclined to stay. He reached his hands around the bars and began to try and pick the lock, not hearing the door open behind him. (Pairing is open to Sherlock, Mycroft, Jim, or Sebastian! Also, this is an AU where John is *not* a doctor.)

[the-detectives-blogger]

Casually walks by and spanks both arse cheeks for good measure.

John jumps and rubs at his arse, turning round and round, his cheeks and his arse a lovely matching red. 

[the-detectives-blogger]

‘🕶’

“You’d think being so tall and muscular would’ve gotten you a woman/man by now. OOOOOOOOOOOOH TALLNESS ISNT EVERYTHING SEBASTIAN” 

[the-detectives-blogger]

A Puppy for Sebastian - Closed Starter

@endofmygun

John Watson awoke naked, hogtied, and gagged in an unfamiliar apartment.

He looked around in a panic; he could wriggle slightly, but not move much. The floor beneath him was luxurious carpet; the cool air around his naked skin was a good temperature. The furniture was fine, best money could buy...and John could feel something on his ass. He squirmed, but it would not budge; it felt light and fluttering.

John couldn’t see it, but it was a piece of paper, taped to his arse, that said,

“Merry Christmas, Sebastian. I’m sorry we couldn’t be together this year, but I got you a nice little puppy for Christmas. Train him well, he’s yours.”

There was a collar around John’s neck with a tag hanging off of it that said Puppy John: Property of Sebastian Moran. John made a helpless, strangled noise as the door opened, still trying to undo the knots that bound him tightly, his cheeks flushing a deep red from his nakedness. 

[the-detectives-blogger]

Do any Sebastians want to plot with me for something about John and Sebby both being in military service together? And then maybe a time-skip to the future, we could do an AU with them both working for Jim...? I have many thoughts, anyone interested? <3