#ask-mormor

[stephofromcabin12]

YOU MENTIONED BOJANGLES!! IM SO PROUD THANK YOU FOR TGE REAL NC REPRESENTATION

WHY YES OF COURSE! I am always terrified of accidentally being insensitive (ocd tendencies who? where?) so I have kept NOTES from all the NC peeps sending me the lore bc I want to make it believable.

Trust that if you send me NC facts, I will keep them stashed away with my story notes bc I like to learn and also not write about stuff I don't know at all lol.

[pasiphile]

Hi there! Twiddling my thumbs on how to/whether to say this, but finding your Sherlock fic as a teenager (yeah, we’ve both been here that long, I am now eyeing my thirties in the street) was incredibly formative.

TVD (and Good Girls Don’t) was one of the first brain-changingly good pieces of online fiction I had ever read, and it made the days I worked that soul-wearying first job a little brighter. Or a lot. You gave me imagination and a playground for exploring my own writing, which continues to be a primary joy in my life. So — these two words aren’t enough. Thank you. 🩵

So, on to the writing! I have to ask for a Mormor prompt. Maybe the boys enjoying each other after a long absence, bonus for domesticity?

(gosh. I occasionally get messages like this and I always have to stare at the wall for a bit. I wrote it at a rather shitty time for me too and it definitely helped me get through it, so the thought that I made - make!- other people feel the same way means A Lot. Thank you <3)

The flat feels empty. Too empty.

It’s strange. It never did before. An empty place all for himself had been a luxury for many years. And after that, a necessity, a way to relax, recharge.

Except now all of a sudden the silence is too silent, the order too neat, the spaces too big. It’s absurd, and annoying.

He leans his head forward against the window, looking down at the street below. So many people and yet there’s just one, just one out of seven billion, who feels like –

The door opens behind him and he straightens up. “I’m back!” Sebastian’s voice bellows through the living room.

“I can see that.”

Sebastian starts, only spotting him now, then grins. “And I’m sweating like a pig. Manchester to London on public transport and let me tell you, those trains are not equipped to deal with thirty-five degrees Celsius, so if you’ll excuse me I’ll head straight for the shower.”

And before Jim can even think to react, mind and action sluggish in a way that’s totally inexcusable, Sebastian has dropped his bag and he strides past, already taking off his stained T-shirt and leaving behind a waft of deodorant and sweat and stale cigarettes, disgusting except it isn’t.

“Pick up your dirty laundry, you’re not a teenager,” Jim says, more on automatic than out of conscious thought, but Sebastian obediently doubles back to pick the shirt up, no comment.

The bathroom door closes. A moment later, the sound of the shower.

When did this happen? When he’d invited Sebastian to live with him? Before that, the first time he’d let him into the flat? When did he start to fill the spaces Jim hadn’t even been aware were empty?

He goes to the bathroom and slips in, quietly even though it’s futile to Sebastian with his SAS-instincts.

The dirty clothes are obediently in the hamper, tidied away. The steam smells of soap, not his, all alien and all familiar.

The shower switches off and Sebastian steps out. He grins, again, and spreads his arms as if to present the goods. “Did you miss me, then?”

“Yes.”

Sebastian’s smile slips. It’s too open, too bare, they don’t do this sort of thing, Jim doesn’t do this sort of thing.

“Of course I miss a loud, stinking oaf of a man dirtying up my flat,” Jim adds, and Sebastian relaxes, never mind that it’s actually true. “And you? Pining for home?”

“The moment I stepped out of the door.” Sebastian shrugs and turns to the mirror, absently running a hand through his hair. “You know me, I’m sappy that way.”

Jim grabs Sebastian’s arm and yanks him around, other hand finding his throat and slamming him against the wall, or rather, Sebastian lets him do all that because as always the balance is in his favour, Sebastian could break him like a twig if he wanted to.

But he doesn’t. That’s the point.

“Missed you too,” Sebastian says, voice slightly constricted through the chokehold. “This, especially. Now can you calm the fuck down?”

Jim loosens his grip, breathes out. “You know I should have you killed.”

“Yeah,” Sebastian says, calmly. “But you don’t. Do you?”

“No.” He leans in, nose against Sebastian’s throat, nothing there left now but the scent of soap, the one Jim got him a month ago because he was tired of Sebastian smelling like a locker room full of teenaged boys.”

“All right. Now that’s out of the way, can we  nghk “

Jim gets his teeth from Sebastian’s neck and leans back, smiling beatifically while his other hand keeps a new chokehold on Sebastian’s cock. “Yes?”

Sebastian gasps for air, then smirks, so wide it threatens to split his face. “Whatever you want.”

That’s the point.

Jim returns the smirk, then lets go and without even needing prompting, Sebastian goes to his knees.

[moriartyisback]

yo i used to be SO into mormor but i never watched sherlock past season 2 i think? i recently revisited The Barre (my favorite mormor fic) and it was SOO GOOD .. now i have the mormor fic bug. u have any recs to rec?

Ohhhhh dear Anon, of course I have <3 The Barre is sublime indeed

Okay, everything from pasiphile is A FREAKING MUST READ I cannot yell this enough. THESE VIOLENT DELIGHTS is the best mormor fic i have ever read and there are a lot more to read from them (you have a looooot of mormor fics HERE to enjoy)

This is also a lil fic I enjoyed a lot

Also my good friend startingwiththeridingcrop has a lot of mormor fics yayyy

AAAAND little self-promotion here in case you haven't read it I also wrote a mormor fic (and also a lil one-shot for a Christmas present), it's a spy!au that it is unfinished BUT good news. I AM FINISHING IT. Yes I have decided to finish this fic because it is my baby and it is unfairly abandoned. I am working on it as we speak. FROM RUSSIA WITH LOVE. This is gonna be a surprise for a lot of people xD but I am finishing this fic even if it's the last thing i do i swear

SOO I hope you enjoy your mormor binge, anon, glad to see the mormor fandom is still alive <3

[wulfhalls]

https://x.com/DEADLINE/status/1841137575316300178?t=jPMmpSMtpGWZVcmte51TvQ&s=19

we are reaching new levels of joever previously thought unreachable

locking back in. here is how sebastian moran can still win

[tiger-moran]

So, uh, how much smut should I put in this story, how much smut do people want, what is considered an acceptable plot/porn balance for published novels?

[land-sh]

HI LOVE 💕💕💕 you better absolutely believe after seeing this post I had to send in some asks

So, care to answer 🎶 and 🤩 ?

Take care and I hope your week has been amazing 🫶

Thank you, dear. My week is going well; I hope yours is going amazing too. 💗

Answering the questions: 🎶 Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately? OMG, how embarrassing; my playlist is called "Sad songs for writing fanfics," and not all of them are precisely sad. The beats put me in a certain mood, and what I'm working on right now makes me want to listen to "Daddy Issues" by The Neighbourhood on an endless loop.

🤩 Who is your favorite character to write? Obviously, right now, it's Ron Speirs, but my classic OTP is MorMor (James Moriarty x Sebastian Moran), and I love them passionately and madly. I would write about them again anytime. Now, I think if I have to describe the type of character I like writing the most, it's characters who build a wall to protect themselves from the world, but inside, there's always something more that only shows to a limited group of people or in certain situations. That's the type of character I like to write. And those who suffer, those who seem to carry the weight of the world on their shoulders.

Thank you for this questions, it's always a pleasure to have you in my inbox. Sending big hugs. 🤗🤗🤗🤗

[h0neybane]

presenting my ONLY HAPPY OC EVER

MS. KAIMANA AICHI!!!!!!!!!

more stuff abt her under the cut!

Kaimana Aichi

Information:

Gender: Female Age: 18 Height: 5'2 | 157cm Homeland: Coral Sea (Coral Reefs) Family: Unnamed parents, unnamed little brother

Dorm: Scarabia School Year: Third Class: 3-D Club: Art Club Best Subject: Art

Dominant Hand: Right Favorite Food: Crab Least Favorite Food: Shrimp Dislikes: Clothing Mishaps Hobby: Fashion design Talents: Memorization

Other Notes:

ok so i know it says she's a striped pyjama "squid" mer but striped pyjama "squid" are actually cuttlefish!

some other things that kaimana loves are patterns and shopping! she LOOOVES stripes and leopard prints and polkadots- you name it!!

she doesnt like shrimp bc she ate so much of it as a kid that she got sick of it LOL

kaimana went to school with the octotrio, though she was a year above them!

speaking of the octrotrio, kaimana is almost a DIRECT OPPOSITE TO AZUL. she's very confident in herself and her capabilities, and she's actually close friends with prince rielle! they text regularly since they're at different schools.

when they were children, kaimana did defend azul from bullies once while she was on her way home. this is the only time they've ever interacted.

kaimana's very extroverted; she has a ton of friends and is sort of known as the campus "social butterfly." she's like what cater is pretending to be, but she's fully genuine through it all. kaimana loves to express herself, as seen with her HIGHLY customized uniform HAHA (btw. ik her skirt is rlly short. its intentional!! she rolls it up rlly high cus she thinks its cute!!)

all that being said, kaimana is FRIGHTENINGLY intelligent. she has photographic memory and can remember things from years ago with extreme detail. many who first see her assume that she isn't capable, but looking at the academic charts, kaimana is constantly topping them. she's very forgiving, but she doesn't ever forget.(she holds grudges can u tell)

on top of that, her eyesight is VERY good.

kaimana became friends with my other oc, morwenna veil, shortly after morwenna came to NRC. she calls her 'mormor' and morwenna HAAATES IT

kaimana, as a cuttlefish, can actually shift her haircolor and skin to show different colors and patterns!

so, kaimana's unique magic is called "Towards the Light." kaimana will flash different patterns back and forth, quickly hypnotizing the recipient. the recipient will then feel a strong pull towards kaimana, and they will begin rapidly walking to her. kaimana has perfected this spell to the point that she can hold someone under her control for days on end.

taglist (ask to be added!!): @taruruchi @honeyedpearcrushh @teighveepao @boopshoops @scint1llat3

@h2llish @viperbunnies @buttholesparkles @oya-oya-okay

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Hey ! Do you happen to know of any fics where Sherlock is openly, unambiguously gay? thanks!

Hey Nonny!!!!

PERFECT, I'm using your ask to make a list I genuinely thought I already made, LOL LOL!!! And it gives me an excuse to have a new LGBT-themed fic for Pride Month this year!

Check out these fics where it's explicitly stated in the story (or author tags) that Sherlock is gay! Note that not ALL will be unambiguously open fics, but I'm hoping for the most part that the Marked for Later section DOES have them! <3

Happy pride month, Nonny!! And of course, friendos, PLEASE suggest your fics for the next list!!

GAY SHERLOCK

BOOKMARKS

Cadet Holmes: A Detective Undercover by Talizora (E, 6,388 w., 1 Ch. || Military Kink, Public Sex, Homophobia, Captain John, Gay Sherlock, PWP, Case Fic) – Sherlock took a deep breath and reached out to lightly brush his fingers across the heavy fabric of the uniform. The shudder that rocked through his whole body was entirely involuntary and hateful. He needed to get over this reaction fast because if he was this affected by an empty uniform on a bed how would he deal with being surrounded by fit men wearing the uniforms while they got hot and sweaty. Part 4 of the My Tumblr Ficlets and Drabbles series

The Real Great Perfumers by shelleysprometheus (E, 45,355 w., 68 Ch. || Case Fic, Alternating POV, Gay Sherlock / Bi John, Canon Compliant with Divergence at TRF, Friends to Lovers, Oral / Anal, Pining, First Kiss / Time, Dev. Rel., Drugging, Body Worship, Bathing, Love Confessions, Travelling, Bottomlock, Cranky Sherlock, BJ’s, Alternating POV, Jealous John) – The case, this case. This extraordinary, fascinating, scintillating case. A house. Designed entirely by its eccentric owner, built by no less than five hundred expert tradesmen in the heart of Marrakesh. A house that had, seemingly not only driven its owner out, but also to his quite unpleasant death. And a perfumer, a chemist no less, the very thought of the secrets that house could reveal, would reveal was irresistible. Sherlock had to have this case ... and it seems, he also had to have John! Part 1 of the Forethought and Fire series

Fade To Black by twistedthicket1 (M, 93,389 w., 29 Ch. || Dissociative Identity Disorder, Action, Romance, Violence, Implied Rape/Non-Con, BAMF John, Fluff and Angst, Baskerville, Human Experimentation, PTSD, Implied Self Harm, Trauma Amnesia, Past Child Sexual Abuse, Protective Sherlock, Smoking, Meddling Mycroft, Past Victor/Sherlock, Gay Sherlock, Sherlock’s Past, First Kiss/Time, Happy Ending) – John Watson believes one day he'll just fade. That he'll drown in the black spaces of his mind, and that one day he will no longer exist. It's always been like this, the dark spots marking out moments in his life he can't remember. Where for just a moment he's someone else. Having a Dissociative identity disorder, he can't even be entirely sure he's really who he says he is. Then he meets Sherlock Holmes. A brilliant detective who when he looks at you can read your entire life story. John is immediately fascinated and afraid, half-wondering if maybe Sherlock can see the other personalities in him and half terrified of the thought of him finding out. Becoming his flatmate seems at once to be a wonderful and horrible idea. Yet as John's Blackouts become more and more severe and his other personalities begin to truly awaken and show themselves with Sherlock's help, the two soon discover that sometimes even the kindest person can harbour a demon best left untouched inside of them. Because not all of John's other personalities play nicely and some may be hiding secrets best left undisturbed...

Forethought and Fire Series by 7PercentSolution & shelleysprometheus (E, 352,650+ w. across 5 works || Series WiP || Johnlock and MorMor || Original Characters, Case Fics, Alternating POV, Bisexual John, Gay Sherlock, Travelling, Developing Relationships, , Revenge, Betrayal, Blood and Torture, Trust, Bereavement, Entrapment, Extortion, Suicidal Ideation) – "The real great perfumers are not perfumers, they are the bees, the winds, the rivers and other things that carry and mix scents in space" ~ Serge Lutens.

MARKED FOR LATER

Coffee Date by scribblecure (T, 1,440 w., 1 Ch. || Coming Out, Pining Sherlock, POV Molly, Gay Sherlock) – Molly narrowed her eyes. “Is this something to do with John?” “No,” he said quickly. “You sure?”

The Möbelaffär by topsyturvy_turtely (T, 2,676 w., 1 Ch. || IKEA, Developing Relationship, Shopping, Gay Sherlock, Bisexual John, Fluff, First Kiss / Time) – möbelaffär. Noun. Swedish. Meaning 'furniture store'. Prompt: doing a chore around the house. Part 29 of turtely's OTP challenge

One Second and a Million Miles by itsalwaysyou_jw (M, 4,197 w., 3 Ch. || Angst, Bed Sharing, Bi John / Gay Sherlock, POV Sherlock, Canon Compliant, Music Inspired, Stag Night, Love Confessions) – Neither Sherlock nor John had expected the stag night to end in the bedroom. In the aftermath, after years of silence, Sherlock finds the courage to confess the depth of his love for John. With everything on the line, he cannot afford to hold back now. In light of these confessions, John is forced to make a critical decision.

The Future isn't Binary by topsyturvy_turtely (T, 4,570 w., 1 Ch. || Gender Confusion, Nonbinary Sherlock, Established Relationship, Feminine Sherlock, Shopping, Makeup, LGBTQ Themes, Gay Sherlock, Bisexual John, Anxiety Attacks, Mental Health Issues) Harry Watson, her fiancée and John help Sherlock exploring his gender: Harry is the queer expert, Nora is the expert for clothes and makeup. And John... well, John doesn't really do much but nearly drooling upon seeing Sherlock in feminine clothes. Part 20 of turtely's OTP challenge

Human Urges by topsyturvy_turtely (T, 5,861 w., 4 Ch. || Tooth-Rotting Fluff, First Kiss / Time, Bisexual John, Gay Sherlock, Cuddling, Hugging, Mutual Pining, Crack Fic, Shy John, Idiot Friends to Lovers) – John hated it. He utterly and truly hated it. He despised himself for it. It was going on his nerves. In fact it annoyed the fucking SHIT out of him. That stupid, always present, torturing urge to be kissed!

Need to Know by fictionallemons (M, 14,461 w., 10 Ch. || Post S3 / HLV, First Kiss, Bed Sharing, PTSD, Jealous John, Bisexual John, Gay Sherlock, Therapy, Misunderstandings, Drug Use, Light Case Fic, No Baby/Rosie, Pining) – “What were you going to say, on the tarmac? I know there was something else. I may not be able to tell when you’re lying, but I can tell there was something else. Please. I need to know.”

Life's Uneven Kilter by theslovenlyfool (T, 14,877 w., 4 Ch. || Canon Divergence S3, BAMF John, Secretly Married, Camp Gay Sherlock, Dancing, John is a Good Actor, Fake Relationship, Mycroft Plays a Role) – "According to Sherlock, the game began on September 21, 2005 at precisely 10:37:04 am. John complained that, with that logic, the game had actually begun on January 7, 2000, at around 1:30 am. But for Sherlock, games are only fun when others are willing to play. What is a game without an adversary, after all? And what is a proper dash across London without a partner? Now, Sherlock thought as he assessed the doctor with the unforgivable cane, the game is on."

To a Friend Who Sent Me Roses by AlgySwinburne (E, 16,152 w., 6 Ch. || Post S4 / Ignores TFP, Five and One, Friends to Lovers, Insecure Sherlock, Parenthood, Declarations of Love, First Kiss, Bisexual John, Gay Sherlock Oblivious Sherlock, Morning Sex, Anal Sex, Press and Tabloids) – Five times Sherlock is mistaken for John’s partner and Rosie’s father, and one time it isn’t a mistake.

Of Dinner and Desires by IneffableHusbands95 & KittieHill (E, 16,663 w., 5 Ch. || Fake Relationship, Established Mystrade, Powerful Mycroft, Bisexual John, Gay Sherlock, Sexual Tension, Drama, Jealous Sherlock, Confused John, Sad Wanking, Masturbation, Banter, Big Brother Mycroft, Possessive Sherlock, Anal Sex, Virgin Sherlock, PWP, Blow Jobs, Shower Sex, Marriage Proposal) – Mycroft bared his teeth and glared before softening. “Surprisingly, I do have better things to do than watch you drink yourself into a self-pitying stupor.” He looked like he might get up and walk out, but he inhaled, fixed his collar and then ordered a gin and tonic from the bar staff who looked at the strange man but scurried off to fix his drink immediately. “We need to discuss your attraction to my brother.”

Walk of Shame by 72reasons (E, 30,822 w., 18 Ch. || Alternate First Meeting AU || Meet-Ugly, Bisexual John, Gay Sherlock, Alternating POV, Sad John, Suicidal Thoughts, Casual Sex, Strangers to Lovers, Implied/Referenced Drug Use, Threesome, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, Frottage, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex) – John is just back from the war and wanders the city wondering what he’s going to do. One of his distractions is having casual sex with a beautiful, but annoying, woman. Sherlock usually refrains from sex, but in trying to stay sober he indulges in it now and again. Sherlock meets John on the street and sparks fly. Casual sex is one thing, but what about something more?

Caesura by emilycare (M, 36,608 w., 10 Ch. || Five and One, Mutual Pining, Love Confessions, Sherlock’s Violin, Friends to Lovers, Past Abuse, Past Drug Use, Angst with Happy Ending, Suicidal Thoughts, Oral Sex, Blow Jobs, Domestic Fluff, Soft Sherlock, Gay Sherlock, Bisexual John) – The violin is a retreat that eases the quiet of Sherlock Holmes' solitude. It also speaks for him when he cannot bridge the gaps his defenses create. Moments when music helps Sherlock reach out or let others in, like his stalwart flatmate and, in time, the doctor's daughter. Five times Sherlock Holmes played the violin, and one time he did not.

Cockaigne by HollyShadow88 (E, 38,566 w., 7 Ch. || Steampunk AU || Pre TRF Canon Divergence, Fake Relationship, Art Shows, Porn With Plot, Case Fic, Developing Relationship, Gay Sherlock, Exhibitionism, Hand Jobs, Coming in Pants, High Heels, Blushing, Blow Jobs, Deep Throating, Hair Pulling, Light BDSM, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Aftercare, Dildos/Buttplugs, Enthusiastic Consent, Anal Fingering/Sex, Painplay, Military Kink, Lipstick, Corsetry, Love Confessions, Mutual Pining) – When John’s contacted by an old uni friend about problems in his new art exhibition, he doesn’t think it will be worth Sherlock’s time. After a glance of the crime scene, however, they’re both pulled into the project in ways John didn’t expect. Will a week of erotic performance art finally be enough to bring them together in the way they both secretly hope? (Spoiler: it’s a tropey fic, of course it will)

My Pictures of You by 72reasons (E, 50,527 w., 19 Ch. || Fashion AU || Model Sherlock / Photographer John, Bisexual John, Gay Sherlock, Past Viclock, Past Warstan, Cocaine / Drug Use, Mary is Not Nice, Angst, Pining, Case Fic, Kidnapping, Human Trafficking, Past Jolto, Blow Jobs, Hand Jobs, Frottage, Oral / Anal, Fingering, Dancing, Non-Con Drug Use, Rimming) – John Watson, a photographer, gets an assignment to shoot gorgeous, young fashion model, Sherlock Holmes. He feels an instant connection, but Sherlock uses drugs and has an old friend who's just landed himself in a lot of trouble. When Sherlock comes to John for help, he reluctantly agrees. Angst, past loves, and insecurities threaten to end their budding romance, but ultimately love and trust wins out.

Focal Point by PuffleLock (E, 60,913 w., 13 Ch. || Post-TRF Divergence / Different Reunion, POV John, Slow Burn, For a Case, Friends to Lovers, Suicidal Thoughts, Sad Wank, Sherlock in Makeup, Dancing, Mentions of Torture / Depression / PTSD, Love Confessions, Idiots in Love, Frottage, Blow Jobs, Scars, Rimming, Anal, Toplock, First Kiss / Time, Gay Sherlock / Bi John) – John comes home early from a medical conference to find that every once in awhile, Sherlock can surprise the hell out of him. Can John surprise him back?

Follow Me Down by 221BeStillMyHeart (E, 67,725 w., 15 Ch. || Alternate First Meetings / Professions AU || Captain John, Daddy Kink, Suave John, Slow Burn, Pining, First Dates, Gay Sherlock, Jealous John, Case Fic, BAMF John, Caring John, Insecure Sherlock, Protective John, Protective Lestrade, Big Brother Mycroft, Fluff, Masturbation, Gentle John, Flirting Sherlock, Jealous Sherlock) – Sherlock Holmes is a 23 year old genius working as a forensic analyst at Bart's hospital. John Watson is a 38 year old army captain just back from war, working as the lead surgeon in the trauma ward. A chance meeting brings them together, and no one is ever the same.

Suddenly All the Songs Were About You by Anna521614 (E, 175,955 w., 38 Ch. || Teenager / High School AU || Friends to Lovers, Gay Sherlock, Confused John, Slow Burn, Anal, Rimming, Blow Jobs, Loss of Virginity, First Time, Virgin Sherlock, Fluff,  Humour, Coming Out, Coming of Age, Banter, Mutual Pining, Top John, Bottom Sherlock, Farmer John, First Love, Angst) – When Sherlock's mom is sent to work at a research campus in the southern United States, he is less than thrilled about having to pack their family up. But once his eyes fall on straight football player and high school senior John Watson- he starts to think it might not be so bad.

hired gun by simplyclockwork (E, 232,524 w., 40 Ch. || Alternate First Meeting || Post-TRF Divergence, Mercenary John, Enemies to Lovers, First Kiss/Time, Pansexual John, Gay Sherlock, Action & Romance, Mutual Pining, Slow Burn, Alternating POV, Mutual Attraction, Violence, Angst with Happy Ending) – After faking his suicide in response to allegations of fraud, two years into dismantling Moriarty's network finds Sherlock Holmes in Morocco. Nearing the end of his mission, he is apprehended by a man with the mercy of a doctor, the control of a soldier, and the brutality of a mercenary. Through capture, betrayal, and unexpected danger, both Sherlock and John Watson, gun-for-hire, will have to learn who can really be trusted. Part 1 of Redemption

Sherlock Holmes Live by emilycare (E, 488,496 w., 73 Ch. || Theatre AU || Immersive Theatre, Romance, Slow Burn, Fake / Pretend Relationship, Fluff, Bisexual John, Demisexual Gay Sherlock, Alternating POV, Falling in Love, Eventual Case Fic, Soft Sherlock, Panic Attacks, Hurt/Comfort, Angst with Happy Ending, Pining John) –  Down on his luck John Watson answers an advert for a paid role in an experimental play. Enter William Scott with a most unusual proposition: help him test run a two person immersive experience, oh and by the way there is sex and romance involved.

WORKS IN PROGRESS

I Didn't Know I How Much I Needed You by Jaci4Narnia (M, 4,270 +w., 3/? Ch. || WiP || Teen Ballet/Rugby High School AU || Ballet Dancer Sherlock, Rugby Player John, Gay Sherlock, Underage Sex, Graphic Violence, Teenage Drama, Blow Jobs, Anal/Oral, Spanking, Implied Past Child Abuse, Sexual Abuse, Drug Abuse, Prostitution, Sex Worker Sherlock, Pimp!Moran) – Sherlock is an orphaned boy raised by his abusive foster father. He's under the control of an over-bearing and cruel pimp, Sebastian Moran, who makes a lot of money off of Sherlock's ability to seduce anyone. Treated like a worthless whore, Sherlock feels loved for the first time when he meets John Watson, a rugby player with a hard life. The two boys are drawn to each other instantly and thus begins a beautiful relationship that neither of the boys have ever experienced before.

A Seed of Love by SosoHolmesWatson (E, 31,840+ w., 5/25 Ch. || WiP || Weddings, Parentlock, Established Relationship, Domestic Bliss, Anal/Oral Sex, Surrogacy, Mollstrade, Hand Jobs, Fluff, Kidnapping, Eventual Heavy Angst, Angst with Happy Ending, Alternating POV, Insecure Sherlock, Caring John, Wedding Planning, Bisexual John, Gay Sherlock, Family Drama, Family Fluff, Case Fic) – Two months after moving back in together, the Baker Street Boys have finally faced their past and confessed their love. Still, finding their way into their new relationship poses a lot of challenges neither of them could have foreseen. Can their seed of love take root? THIS WORK IS CURRENTLY ON HIATUS

Limitless Ocean by angel-loving-star (M, 150,730+ w., 21/36 Ch. || WIP || Post-TLD / S4 Fix It, Friends to Lovers, Slow Burn, John's PTSD, Depression, Anxiety, Sherlock Whump, Alcohol Abuse, Past Drug Addiction, Fluff, Parentlock, Coming Out, Nightmares, Panic / Anxiety Attacks, Dissociation, Alternating POV, Suicidal Ideation, Self-Harm Ideation, Internalized Homophobia, Closeted John, Angst, Insomnia, Domestics, Cuddling / Snuggling, Gay Sherlock) – Sherlock is recovering from the Culverton Smith case. But there are some things that time or body can't heal. When John and Rosie unexpectedly move back in 221B the day after Sherlock's birthday, nothing is as it used to be. Both he and John are treading on thin ice. It is only a matter of time until the first cracks appear. Until they begin to sink into the freezing waters of the ocean beneath, and are forced to face their demons, each other, and what has been lurking in the dark for far, far too long. Until it is only them, the promise of sky above the surface, and the limitless ocean flooding into their hearts.

Reichenbach Falls by VeeTheRee (M, 551,435+ w., 105/303 Ch. || WiP || Gravity Falls /  Multifandom AU || Alternate First Meeting, Gay Sherlock, Mutual Pining, Unilock, Summer Romance/Love, Fluff, Insecure Sherlock, Villain Mary, First Kiss, Slow Burn, Doctor Who, Supernatural, Canadian John, French Canadian Lestrade, Insecure Sherlock, Mystery, Domestic Fluff, Developing Relationship Summer Love, Light Angst, BAMF! John, Case Fic) – Two Canadians, two Brits studying in Canada, and an upkeeper walk into a Mystery Shack…. and live there. Summer holidays are here, and the step-siblings, Irene Adler and Sherlock Holmes, find themselves in a boring town called Reichenbach Falls, Oregon, USA. It isn’t as boring as it seems, however, once Sherlock stumbles upon a mystery journal, and the author is unknown. The journal contains ciphers, a strange colour wheel, and information about magical creatures that are said to be looming in the Northwestern forests. With mysteries to solve in hand, he and Irene set out to get to the roots of the town, and the abrupt disappearance of the author of the journal. But they’re not alone - John Watson, quite the handsome nephew of the Mystery Shack owner Greg Lestrade, is on their side to help out, plus mess with Sherlock’s feelings, in a good way. Shenanigans, romance, fun, danger, and deductions ensue. Oh, and there’s also occasional SuperWhoLock and two dorky Winchester brothers to spark up the action later on. Part 1 of the Reichenbach Falls series

[iris-qt]

𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜

🌱 ʟᴏʀᴇɴᴢᴏ ʙᴇʀᴋꜱʜɪʀᴇ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

🌱 ʙɢ ᴍᴜꜱɪᴄ: ᴄʟɪᴄᴋ!

🌱 ᴍᴇᴇᴛ-ᴄᴜᴛᴇ

🌱 ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ: ʟᴏʀᴇɴᴢᴏ ʙᴇʀᴋꜱʜɪʀᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴏɴ ᴀ ᴛʀɪᴘ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴡᴇᴅᴇɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪꜱ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ ʀᴜɴꜱ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴛʀᴀɪɴ-ᴇxɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴍɪꜱʜᴀᴘ…ꜰᴏʀᴛᴜɴᴀᴛᴇʟʏ ʜᴇ ʜᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʟᴘ ʜɪᴍ ᴏᴜᴛ.

On his long-awaited dream trip to Sweden, Lorenzo Berkshire did not expect to feel so lost and alone. It wasn’t his fault he got so distracted looking out the train window, watching the lush lime glow of Sweden fall past him in the pouring rain.

Lorenzo was definitely more of a sunny day kinda guy but the muggy glow of the rain was absolutely magical. Until the magic ended, and Mattheo, Theodore, and Blaise were shouting at him to hurry up. Turning just in time, he watched the clear doors close on their gaped faces, and the train began chugging away.

It took Lorenzo a good minute to snap out of it. And then the panic begun. He couldn’t read those markings on the map lest he produce a headache at the tiny foreign characters swimming back and forth. Lorenzo looked around wildly, startling the locals. Smart Enzo had decided to visit a deep un-touristy part of Sweden in which very few people spoke English. He was going down the line, begging the confused locals to help, until he got to the very end of the car.

A cute girl with gorgeous hair was sitting with her headphones on, typing away at her laptop. He began his praticed questions, but the girl didn’t even acknowledge him. Confused, he stood there staring as she briefly looked up, and quickly became startled at this strange man’s face inches from hers. She slid her headphones onto her neck as she raised an annoyed brow at Enzo. He sheepishly grinned as he realized her loud music had tuned out his question. He began,

“HELLO! Do. You. Speak. English?”

Lorenzo thoughtfully enuniciated his words, hoping to get through to this girl. She just rolled her eyes at him. So he, red as the “no signal” alert on his muggle phone he carried in case of emergencies, was sad to have embarrassed himself in front of this enchanting girl. He quickly apologized with one of the few words he knew in Swedish.

“Förlåt.”

He bowed his head to convey some sign of respect and began to walk away. The girl snickered and called out to him,

“What do you need?”

He turned back with a surprised grin. “Hi! My name’s Enzo. So…I’m sort of lost and I cant speak Swedish,” he said ashamedly.

“Sounds like you can’t pronounce words in it either,” she said with a smirk.

“Oh no. How bad?”

“Mmm pretty bad.”

“Aw, Merlin.”

“Where are you trying to get to?”

“A place called Marstrand.”

“Oh, my mormor lives there”

“Your what?”

“My grandmother.”

Lorenzo smiled at the girl as she looked at him skeptically with his permanently happy face. She found it strange how someone could be so happy. Especially when lost in an unknown country. She found the silence to be awkward.

“We left Marstrand behind 2 stops ago. You’ll have to take a car or carriage back.”

“Oh my god, a carriage?”

“Uh, yes?”

“Like from some fairytale!”

“Yes, I guess so.” She couldn’t help but laugh at this strange foreign boy with the cute smile. Her laugh was music to Enzo’s ears. He wished he could capture the sound in an intricate music box as detailed as her and play it over and over again.

“So where should I get off?”

“As soon as you can.”

“The next stop?”

“Yes. Let me write out a note for you and teach you how to ask for directions. Once you get to the transportation place, just give them the note.”

“You’re a life saver..um…what was your name?”

The girl smiled and decided to shroud herself in mystery. Maybe then Enzo wouldn’t forget her, for you can forget a name, but not a presence.

“My name is confidential information,” she said, shrugging jokingly.

“Hmm confidential information. Guess I’ll have to abbreviate it to CI.”

“Doesn’t sound very pleasant.”

“Well then, it’s an oxymoron,” he said, grinning widely at his new object of attention.

“An oxy- what?” she said, brows creased, struggling to pronounce this new word. Enso just shrugged in his signature playful way as the announcer informed the passengers of the upcoming stop.

Lorenzo immediately felt a wave of sadness in leaving this girl behind. Something about her adorable stormy nature seemed much more appealing than the storm outside.

She began to get up, her bag and red umbrella in hand, and for a moment, Lorenzo saw flashes of romantically fantastical scenes in which CI disregarded her proceedings and explored all of Sweden with him.

But, unfortunately, she informed him her stop was after his, beyond the mountain, and she was just wishing him goodbye. Oh cruel, cruel reality.

[soup-sloth]

Misunderstanding

This is not how this was supposed to go, he could not have possibly have predicted that this could even happen, let alone would.

Backing up a bit, it all started when Devlin came by. He and Albus talked for a while and eventually they spoke to everyone else.

"Faithful's invited us over for dinner. Gonna be her, us, Devlin and Kerano." They hadn't been told much about Kerano, all Albus had been willing to divulge was that she was an orphan who had some bad circumstances before winding up with his brother and Faithful.

Despite everyone's burning curiosity, the way he spoke made it clear that's all we were getting told. And that trying to ask the former Sister or the little girl would likely lead to one hell of an ass kicking.

About a week after the announcement, they now stood outside of the cozy looking place Albus' family lived. Stepping inside they were greeted warmly by Faithful. A few moments later the source of Karmor's current predicament made an appearance.

Little Kerano appeared, a bit smile on her face, saying hello to all of them. "Hi Uncle Albus. Hi Uncle Doc. Hi Uncle Switchy. Hi uncle Mormor."

Uncle Mormor? That was the cutest fucking thing possible. He waved hello to her, smiling wide, before signing to the others.

'She is too fucking cute my heart cant take it. It's gonna melt I swear.'

A simple figure of speech, but the motions used for it had him clutching at his chest, and when he looked back from his friends, Kerano looked horrified.

It seems she didn't understand much Fengrel sign language, probably only recently started learning before this visit.

She grabbed onto his hand and stared up at him looking like she might start crying. "Uncle Mormor are you ok? Is something wrong with your heart?" The young man tried to signal that he was ok but she was already tugging him over to the couch and making him sit. He tried to frantically signal to the other adults for help, but it looked like they were all trying not to laugh as Kerano piled blankets onto him. "Here uncle Mormor, you stay here until dinner's ready so you dont make your heart worse." After ten minutes of trying to explain he was ok to the worried little girl he gave up. Albus was grinning and spoke to him with a laugh in his voice. "Don't worry whelp, Devlin said he'd explain everything once we all head home after dessert." The other adults all found it too cute and Karmor's predicament too funny to try explaining now. Plus as Devlin put it after Albus headed off to chat with Faithful. "We don't want Kerano to feel embarrassed about her mistake in front of guests."

So here he was, covered in blankets on a couch, being watched like a hawk by the cutest little kid he'd ever met. He couldn't even be mad, she was just worried for his safety. 'Uncle Mormor' would just have to suck it up and deal with it for a few hours.

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This silly idea was thanks to a conversation with @vhsc1ty

[afteriwake]

Pre-The Reichenbach Fall, someone attempts to murder Moriarty in a drive-by but Seb moves him out of the way just in time. Instead, the bullet hits and kills a single mother. Feeling incredibly guilty for the first time in his life, Moriarty becomes a sort of unseen guardian angel to the young girl that was left behind. MorMor

So this is my attempt to answer a prompt that @dreaminonao3 didn't think they could do justice to. The first chapter is super short, but I promise, other chapters will be longer.

Redemption For Even The Blackest Of Souls - A woman is killed with a bullet meant to kill James Moriarty. The child that gets left behind gets an unlikely new life with a guilty-feeling Moriarty as her benefactor.

CHAPTER 1 @ AO3

He hadn’t seen it coming.

The car had come up on him while he was walking to the pub with Sebastian, slowing to a crawl as the window rolled down. He was shoved out of the way before he knew what the hell was going on, and then a gunshot rang out through the air. He heard a girl scream and a thud, but he couldn’t see anything because Seb was covering him. It was utter chaos as Seb straightened up and aimed his own gun, and the car sped away.

He pushed Seb slightly to get up once he heard the car leave and he saw where the thud had come from. There was a little girl crying over a still body, and he froze. He had never minded people dying at his command, but this...this was something else. He was sent back to his own memories of crying over his mother’s body after the day known as Bloody Sunday.

“Call an ambulance,” he said before moving closer.

“What?” Seb asked, re-holstering his gun.

“I said call a fucking ambulance!” he said, raising his voice slightly. He watched as Seb pulled out his mobile. They’d be gone before the police and ambulance arrived, of that he was sure, but if she wasn’t already dead, maybe he could save a life for a change.

He stared at the girl, unable to move until Seb manhandled him on their way, the phone still at his ear. The poor girl. He didn’t realize he still had a heart, but it went out to her. She was roughly the same age he had been when his Mum was killed, the one act that sent him on the path he was on now, really. The world didn’t need more people like him. The world needed...something else. Something better, he supposed.

He tore his gaze away and let Seb get him to the car. If the woman survived, he’d foot the bills. If she didn’t...well, he’d make sure the world didn’t get another Jim Moriarty over a senseless death.

But first? He was going to make the shooter pay.

[crownofstardustandbone]

Ahhh I almost didn’t see the tags on the kiss ask meme; if you’re willing to I’d love mormor but geraskier is good too; 19 and/or 20 <3

I don’t know mormor as a ship, so I’ll go with geraskier! And thank you so much for the ask!!

19 “for luck” 20 “on a scar”

Jaskier hates this—he hates seeing Geralt prepare for war, but it’s inevitable now that he’s the Warlord of the Blue Mountains and must ride off to stop the wholesale slaughter of innocents.

His fingers tremble as they secure Geralt’s armor to his chest and when he fumbles with it for a third time he curses, exhaling sharply when Geralt’s hand closes around his and holds him steady.

“Jask.”

Geralt’s voice is soft and steady and when Jaskier opens his eyes he’s nearly undone by the soft understanding in that golden gaze.

“You come back, you understand?” he whispers fiercely, reaching up to cup his jaw, thumb sweeping over the scar left there by an assassin determined to end the Warlord’s life.

Geralt nods and leans into his hand, expression unspeakably tender—when he goes before the others and leads them through the portal to war, he will be stoic and steady, but here, with Jaskier, he can be as soft as he likes.

Leaning up a little, Jaskier kisses him, hard and firm, a demand and a promise all in one. Geralt hums softly and squeezes his hip, pulling him closer for another kiss, this one soft and gentle—an answer to Jaskier’s demand.

“For luck,” Jaskier whispers against his mouth, before sliding his lips over to that scar and kissing it too. “For inspiration.”

“A reason to come home?” Geralt teases softly and Jaskier bites his lip and then soothes it with a soft kiss that Geralt smiles into.

They get his armor settled eventually and Jaskier follows as Geralt leads the gathered Witchers to their staging grounds. There are no sweeping speeches, no rousing words, just a long hard look at the gathered troops before Geralt’s eyes fall back on Jaskier where he stands, holding Ciri’s hand in his.

Golden eyes warm, and then he’s gone, through the portal that Yennifer has created, leading the Witcher army to war.

[kimmiessimmies]

Let's Talk About... (23/28)

Malte looked at her, completely unbothered by her hesitations. “I have. But it was one time only.”

“So what’s the story?” Rachel asked, slightly confused, “If you want to tell me, of course.”

“I tell you anything, elskede, you know that,” Malte said, stroking her cheek.

“This girl, Sofia, was technically a one-night stand. Like I’ve told you before, my friends and I went out to play billiards often. She also visited the same place, and we sometimes had a chat."

"Sofia was nice, I liked her. Not romantically, really, but we did click. Anyway, one night, it was getting late, and while we were talking, she was making a lot of flirty and suggestive remarks, and it was clear what her intention was."

"The mood was good, and I guess I was curious, too. I mean, Dahlia and I had tried some things, but like I said, never got to that point. So yes, I was curious. I went with Sofia to her place, and we slept together. It felt good and all, but it also made me realise this wasn’t what I wanted. It lacked feeling and emotion, and I think I need that."

"So, I decided that the next time I would have sex, it would be with someone special to me.”

He smiled coyly at her. Rachel blushed. It seemed like he meant her by that, but she still wasn’t sure… “The only way to know that for sure is to ask him…”

NB: Malte calls Rachel "elskede", which is a Danish term of endearment, meaning something along the lines of "darling" or "sweetheart". Because Malte is from Saaqartoq which is based on Greenland, where lots of people speak Danish AND he uses "mormor (maternal grandmother in Danish and Swedish)" when speaking about his grandmother, I figured, this would be a word he could definitely use for Rachel.😊

[nabaath-areng]

My family have their own respective relationships to ffxiv through osmosis after this decade and it's so funny to me

Bio dad: hates rpg combat but is super into the idea of such an extensive world in a game with lore books dedicated to it (upon getting the first lore book when it came out he asked me if its my gamer bible)

Mom: doesnt like to play games except candy crush and is not into fantasy at all, but loves watching live letters with me and ADORES lalafells (asking me to show them when shes nearby while i play)

Sister: not a huge gamer but still into them due to being the younger sibling of someone who plays a lot of games. Made a male elezen character on my account once to try playing with, but spent most of her time hiding under bridges in central shroud yelling "WHOS STOMPING ON MY BRIDGE" in chat everytime a player crossed it like that fairytale with the goats and the troll

Mormor: highly enthusiastic about the concept of the fan festivals and comparing it to båtmässan (local boat convention?? Idk how to explain) and asking me when i'll go to the next one

[diazsdimples]

I've read a few fanfictions where Eddie speaks Swedish as well as English and Spanish because of his mum. Thoughts? How would Buck, Tommy, and Shannon react?

Depends on how he goes about it I guess? Like if it's just a known fact that Eddie speaks Swedish and Spanish from the get-go then it it's probably just part of Eddie that they're used to - he doesn't speak it often but when he does it's like "oh yep, that's Eddie."

But if he were suddenly to whip it out after x number of years? He'd be picking their jaws off the floor. Like if they were all out at a cafe or something and there's just commotion and they all turn to look cause 1. 3/4 of them are first responders and 2. 4/4 of them are nosy bastards, and to Buck, Shannon and Tommy it's just someone howling away in this bouncy lyrical language and it's weird but fine. Until she shouts something particular loudly and Eddie giggles. So naturally they all turn to him like 🤨 "what's funny there, champ?" and he's all "oh she just found out her husband was sleeping with her sister and he tried to say he couldn't tell them apart, which is the weakest excuse ever when they're not even twins." And the trio are just like, silent for a second before Shannon's like "and what, pray tell, is the language they're speaking in?" and Eddie shrugs and is like "Swedish" as though it's the most obvious thing in the world, and the impressive stunned mullet impressions his partners are doing make him realise that oh, I haven't told them that I speak Swedish, have I? Anyways, he hurriedly explains that his mother spoke very broken Swedish when he was little but his Mormor was fluent and she taught him when he was a tiny boy, and he's just retained it ever since. Ofc they're highly suspicious of him from then onwards, asking if he's got any other talents he's been hiding from them, like secretly knowing Morse Code (he does), being able to ride a unicycle backwards (he can't) or if he can play saxophone (he couldn't then but he's learning out of spite now).

[mormormoore]

Roleplayer Intro

Name: Mag

Age: 22 (MDNI 18+)

Pronouns: they/them

Time roleplaying: 10+ years

Roleplay style: literate paragraphs ( or text, if I’m feeling lazy and want to rp fast )

Fav Tropes: love some good angst, enemies to lovers, some lighthearted crackfic type shit, fluff, h/c

Limits: fauxcest, incest, pedo shit, animal shit, basically don’t be a complete freak. Apart from this type of fuckery listed, you can ask if you want to write something and I’ll let you know if I’m down or not.

Fandoms

BBC Sherlock:

Mormor, prefer to write Sebastian but occasionally will write Jim

Johnlock, pretty rare that I ever write them but I’d likely write for either

Sheriarty, prefer to write for Jim

SeveRich, prefer to write for Severin

Marvel:

Winterhawk, will write either

Stucky, prefer to write bucky

Winteriron, will write either

Ironhawk, prefer to write Clint

Stony, prefer to write Tony (but will write Steve)

Marauders:

Wolfstar, will write for either

Jily, prefer to write for James (this is the only straight ship I can tolerate)

Jegulus, prefer to write James (but will write Reg)

Modern Warfare 2 (2022):

GhostSoap (what the fuck is their ship name again? ghoap?) will write for either, but prefer Simon

GhostRoach ghroach or whatever, will write for either but prefer Simon

Watch Dogs 2:

Wrench/Marcus, prefer to write Wrench

Wrench/Josh, prefer to write Wrench

DC:

Joker/Batman, will write either but prefer joker