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Sherlock Fanfiction: Icarus Clipped
Feb. 16th, 2013 02:57 pmTitle: Icarus Clipped
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saki101
Characters/Pairings: John/Sherlock & John/Sherlock/Maria(Mary)
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: ~8K
Disclaimer: Sherlock is not mine and no money is being made.
Summary: Post-TRF, Sherlock came back for John before he finished destroying Moriarty's web. Together, they are working on accomplishing that goal.
A/N: My attempt at imagining how Ms Morstan fits into their lives. Written forimpulsereader's prompt: pockets, as part of the first tag challenge on come at once, if convenient. Revised slightly from the post there on 9 February 2013.
Can be read alone (I think) or as part of the Other Experiments series where it would fit in after Correspondence and before Revisionist.
Excerpt: The surface of the water rippled where it had closed over his head. Fluid heat pressed against his eyelids, into his ears, sealing out the world, magnifying the sound of his heartbeat, providing a brief respite. His muscles relaxed further, even the ones in his face, especially the ones in his face, which suppressed one emotion to mimic another, showing nothing he didn’t want shown.
( Icarus Clipped )
Author:
saki101Characters/Pairings: John/Sherlock & John/Sherlock/Maria(Mary)
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: ~8K
Disclaimer: Sherlock is not mine and no money is being made.
Summary: Post-TRF, Sherlock came back for John before he finished destroying Moriarty's web. Together, they are working on accomplishing that goal.
A/N: My attempt at imagining how Ms Morstan fits into their lives. Written for
impulsereader's prompt: pockets, as part of the first tag challenge on come at once, if convenient. Revised slightly from the post there on 9 February 2013.Can be read alone (I think) or as part of the Other Experiments series where it would fit in after Correspondence and before Revisionist.
Excerpt: The surface of the water rippled where it had closed over his head. Fluid heat pressed against his eyelids, into his ears, sealing out the world, magnifying the sound of his heartbeat, providing a brief respite. His muscles relaxed further, even the ones in his face, especially the ones in his face, which suppressed one emotion to mimic another, showing nothing he didn’t want shown.
( Icarus Clipped )
