First Time for Everything - Chapter 2 - KeelieThompson1 - Sherlock. Main Content <p id="javascript-warning"> While we've done our best to make the core functionality of this site accessible without javascript, it will work better with it enabled.
Please consider turning it on! </p> Archive of Our Own beta Log In Site Navigation This work could have adult content. If you accept cookies from our site and you choose "Proceed", you will not be asked again during this session (that is, until you close your browser). Footer Close. The Road Less Traveled Chapter 4: Date Night, a sherlock fanfic. The last week had been one of the most bizarre of my life, and having spent my formative years with an alcoholic, lesbian, drama-queen sister, that was really saying something.
Ever since I had defended Sherlock in front of Lestrade and Co., his behaviour had become increasingly odd. It was as if a switch had been flicked in his brain and I had suddenly gone from being his good friend and colleague to some sort of personal security blanket. He could barely go an hour or two without touching me in some way and was being weirdly solicitous, winding his own scarf around my neck before we went out, even disposing of one of his more noxious experiments, when I complained the fumes were giving me a headache. Never a respecter of personal space or privacy, he was now constantly standing just that bit too close, reading over my shoulder, or leaning against me on the sofa. All these thoughts swirled through my brain as Sherlock's hand brushed my cheek in the restaurant. "Is this a date? " "Tea?
" The Loss of Flesh and Soul - deuxexmycroft - Sherlock. Chapter Text The security footage was silent, but one could easily imagine the screams as the young orderly's face twisted and he tugged, terrified, at his cuffed wrist.
In the centre of the projected screen that spanned nearly from floor to ceiling, a tall white-clad figure straddled another orderly's dazed body. His pale hands reached behind his head to unbuckle the mask that muzzled his mouth, movements slowed by a sense of anticipation, a desire to draw out the pleasure of what came next. Mycroft turned away from the screen. "Is there a plane waiting for him? " "Yes sir," one of his workers replied, as unmoved by the violent video as his employer.
Mycroft nodded. In the second, deeper basement of a publishing house in St Petersburg lay the heart of a criminal empire whose influence spanned the globe. Mycroft did indeed dedicate part of his business to books, and he could talk about the subject at length if anyone cared to listen. None of that mattered anymore. It was a silent kill. Kermitfries - Fanfic: Sober l PG-13 l Ian Gallagher and Mickey Milkovich l Shameless. Title: SoberAuthor: RozFandom: Shameless USCharacters: Mickey, Ian, Debbie, Carl, mentions of Sheila, Jody, Fiona, Lip, Frank and Monica.Warnings: Swearing, violence.
Spoilers for season two, including episode eleven.Summary:On those nights when Ian couldn’t breathe, when he was hyperventilating from shame and disappointment, he met Mickey down on the ball field. Fiona left in May. It wasn’t unexpected, but it still hit the entire family like a blow that continued to ache well into the summer. The house felt stuffed full with Frank and Monica still there, but it felt hollow, translucent and cold. Sometimes it felt like they could see right through the walls because Fiona wasn’t there, holding the walls up.
He didn’t tell Mickey any of this, all those times he visited Mickey. He didn’t tell Mickey that this winter had been the worst winter of his life.