Series4 Stories

Sherlock Holmes is back from 'exile', as his plane comes back in to land so he can be reunited with John, Mary and their unborn child. But when the child grows up to be 'different' to what people are expecting, will Sherlock solve the case of identity? Or will the truth tear lives apart?

During Sherlock's darkest days after the tragedy at the aquarium and John's fury at him, Sherlock realizes that he wants out. He's lost half the people he loves in a span of just a few minutes, and it's burnt him out completely. So, he writes John a note. A letter explaining everything. A letter telling John that it's the end of the legendary Sherlock Holmes. (My entry for the fanfic Friday From the Heart contest)

Emma can't remember who she is or where she's from. All she knows is that a kind woman, Sarah Jane Smith, has taken her in. But will kindness be enough to stop Emma's past-and her alien abilities- from taking her over? Based on the story I wrote back in 2017, Alternate Emma Smith.

With all wolfbloods around the globe being exposed, the presure on Jana's pack increases. Will they still be able to live as normal teenagers? Jana faces new and old problems: friendship, enemies, betrayal, guilt and love.

I imagine my eyes look blank As if my brain didn't wake this morning When I opened my lids, lifeless Like painted glass, fixed Like artistic installations on my face The surface impenetrable, distant Emotionless But what people don't recognise Is my hollow eyes is the deception The lie of dilated pupils Misinterpreted as an absence I am not absent I'm just lost in the caves of consideration Deep, wandering the walls of brain matter Pondering at a level too sensitive To open without the words of a poem. --Leanne Rebecca. As a logical minded computer, I find it hard to be creative. My mind relies on numbers and coding, linked to The TARDIS, and formerly, the Matrix. So working out the words to explain me now, as a person who is suddenly left mute and unable to explain how I am still here, just... Wandering, this poem seemed the best option. You've read about how I was lost in time. Now learn how I was Lost In Thought.

NEON NIGHTS SERIES #4: Trinity Reign Arevalo

Being in the ocean is the one I love. I was born near ocean that's why. The water and the sand who always enlightened my day when I woke up. The sound of waves everytime and the wind who's blowing away the bad vibes.

I been finding the happiness i longing for, and now that i found it , you will destroy it infront of my face. Have guts to break it? If you wanted to get revenge, why the precious thing of my life you chooses to target? You wanted to play the game "Who fall will be looser and the one don't will be the winner" Then i will. I will play your dirty games.

Squid Game: Season 4 456 players. One deadly game. Rheon, a falsely accused ex-soldier, wakes up in a brutal competition meant to silence society's "threats." As alliances form and bonds break, seven unlikely players cling to each other in a world designed to tear them apart. This isn't just about money. It's about survival, sacrifice, and the ugly truth behind the mask. • STORY ORIGINALLY WRITTEN ON MANGATOON

Mixels' Nighttime Slumber

This story was moved from @whovian2121 account. What if the Doctor was gone and Rose stayed? Who will be the Doctor now?

Stefan wasn't fast enough. Stefan wasn't fast enough and it was a truth he'll come to fixate on the days that come after when the haze of grief allows him just a few moments of clarity. He should've known better. He did know better! But it hadn't been enough to make him better. To be faster, wiser. And now it was too late. A/N: I was just minding my business watching some Kol clips to refresh his characterisation in my mind for separate works and instead I made myself mad about 'a View to a Kill' again so here's a lil something where the Mikaelsons don't act so ooc and are actually the big bads they were advertised to be ily

They'd solved the case of the six thatchers but when John and Mary have an argument that remains to be discovered, and Mary then puts John and Rosie at risk in her anger induced state, she leaves Sherlock to pick up the pieces as John remains in a coma with a child to look after. (ITS NOT ALL ANGST, TheRE WIlL bE FLuFf This is now complete!!

Culverton Smith's reasoning for his life of secrets and blood in poetic form.

This is a collection of scenes from Doctor Who which I have taken the time to look into. During this series, I will be looking at scenes from NuWho and try and get inside of the minds of characters involved and how the scene interacts with the arch of the show. I am open to requests as well as I cannot think of all of the scenes worthy of analysis on my own. If you have a scene in mind then let me know! I will have a look at any scene, from any series, any Doctor - so long as it is from NuWho (I don't know enough about the Classic era to do any scenes justice)

My theory as a story about S4 of Sherlock

#LOL series 4 (Lost Out Love) I've been living in the world... Full of innocency I don't know what was the word love before. All I knew is that I am happy living with my 4 friends and family... Mom told me I should cherish life because that was the wonderful thing I would felt in my whole life... But there's one man ruined it... He felt me aches and sadness. He made me feel insane. I don't know what was that feeling but it really does hurt... What the right term for that feels? Or am I inlove?! All I knew was.... Everything Has Changed. Started:September 30, 2020 Finished:------------ Sohini Honey Moncal also known as (Sani).

If blood is thicker than water, then how thin is it possible to make it? Because I was exiled from my home at the age of nine for being little more than a well read killer and honestly? To this day, at seven and a half centuries, give or take a decade, I can agree with the judgement they put upon me. I just never did much to exceed that expectation, only seal it in stone and carry it like the eternal stone of Sisyphus. Dick of a guy, by the way. From the red of the most crimson rose petals and the blood in your veins, know one thing before you read this beginning to the end of my story. It is not the same as you would normally hear. I am the Archer at the Fall of Night, and a Witch who takes no shit. Sagittarius Pierce. Killing is my purpose and all I am good at. Hope you don't mind. I sure as hell don't.

Kurt has had a rough summer, everyone knows it. His dream is gone, so is his best friend. He hates himself for failing so much. When school starts back up nobody comments that he weighs so much less, that he has circles under his eyes or that his smile is fake. He throws himself into helping the Glee club, trying to distract himself from his own spiralling thoughts, but everyone's hurtful words just make him more lost. Maybe he can turn things around? Maybe...? Hopefully...? He just needs a bit of help...

To feel, really f**king feel it all. All right underneath your skin, tingling to the point you can't control it. But that's the beauty of it, having something you can't control, something that leaves you vulnerable, something that can make you feel so good yet can hurt you so badly that you're f***ed