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hiraeth

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Time 1h 39m

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hiraeth: To some, it implies the meaning of missing a time, an era, or a person - including homesickness for what may not exist any longer or has never existed at all. 

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He didn't long for home, never had, then he met her and she didn't quite become his home, but she reminded him of what home was and suddenly he was longing for something he never had.

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-"you make me feel as if I'm basking in soft sunlight even though there are storms raging on behind that front door." 

-"you are ethereal, this enigma wrapped in grace and beauty seeps from the cracks in your facade. I am entirely entranced by the the way you move and how your mind works."All Rights Reserved

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It's Not Real by WestwoodsDevil

"I need a favour." "Do come in, Sherlock, of course I'm happy to see you, anything I can help you with?" "Yes. I just said, I need a favour." "I was being sarcastic." "Really? Well, I still need a favour. Will you help?" "I don't even know what you want." "I need you to be my girlfriend." {fake dating fic - we pretty much ignore half of series 4}

The Luckiest by WestwoodsDevil

It's been years now, but at times he still feels like he could not possibly belong to this. {A collection of drabbles and one-shots - some short and some long - as a (kind of) sequel to my book "If You Love Me, Get Clean"}

Sentiment ➳ Sherlock x Reader by SeraSki

Sherlock Holmes x Reader "Sentiment is a chemical defect found on the losing side." The mere thought of it would almost make him cringe. Almost. "The world is filled with vital experiences, and sometimes we have to travel to the losing side to get them." You were a new pathologist at Bart's hospital working alongside your sister, Molly Hooper. Bart's paid well and you and Molly were excellent at your work. Everything is going swell, your even introduced to an annoying sociopath who flirts with your sister just to get info on a body for a crime. Everything changes when Molly goes missing, and your suddenly chasing a kidnapper. What happens when you are teamed with Sherlock Holmes to find who kidnapped your sister? You see different sides of Sherlock Holmes that you never had seen before...but are they good? I know you little fangirls out there love your romance fills so I promise there will be romance.

Sherlock Imagines and Preferences 2 by Just_A_Sherlockian

Hi, reader! I'm glad you've stumbled upon my book. You will find plenty of Sherlock x Reader imagines in here, but I also write imagines/preferences with other BBC Sherlock characters from time to time! My imagines are usually a mix of angst and fluff. Sometimes I write lots of fluff and sometimes a lot of angst. There is something here for everyone! I hope you enjoy this book! And don't hesitate to leave a comment. I love hearing from my readers. I wish you all a wonderful day! :) **Requests are CLOSED!**

If You Love Me, Get Clean by WestwoodsDevil

"And you're twenty three, unemployed, smoke a packet of cigarettes a day, shoot up every other evening, and in a relationship with your childhood best friend," she moves her hand blocking the sun from her eyes to raise an eyebrow at him. "What might that say about you?" He huffs, rolling onto his back. "That last point is more a negative reflection on you than me." • All aboard the Angst Train! Choo Choo!

Rules on the Fridge [A BBC Sherlock Holmes Fanfiction] (Completed) by SmotheredPsycho

♪ First Names are for Lovers ♪ Sherlock Holmes and John Watson, living in a dated, shared flat with bullet holes in the wall, a skull on the mantle, and an absolutely catastrophic kitchen. It wasn't hard to get along, usually. John could handle Sherlock's bluntness and absolute disregard - or lack of knowledge - for people's feelings or sentiment. And Sherlock could handle John's questions about everything he said. John Watson: An army doctor, stationed in Afghanistan, shot in the leg, put out of commission. Psychosomatic limp; magically gone when he went on a case with Sherlock. Sherlock Holmes: High-functioning sociopath, and the only Consulting Detective in the world. He could read people, he could see crimes in the crime-scene; he could win. ♫ ♫ ♫ Sherlock Holmes went off the rails. He did an experiment that got him hospitalized after John found him on the scene. Lines were crossed. Rules were made. Everything was on the line - concentration on cases slowly dwindled, priorities were mixed, and absolutely everything was spinning. ♫ ♫ ♫ Good habits, bad habits, and everything in between. You have good habits, sure, and they have to be balanced out with bad habits. For most people, that's taking your vitamins every day crossed with cracking your knuckles. For Sherlock Holmes that was catching criminals and putting his life at serious risk every time. ♫ ♫ ♫

Unbelieving (A Johnlock Fanfiction) by TheSherlockedOne

Simply exhausted of all colour. Wasted. I didn't lie down. I didn't blink. I just sat there, staring into nothingness, waiting for something to materialise into my vision. Something. Anything. I had kept Sherlock away. Kept him away from his death, for so long. So long. Little did I know, all he needed was a little jump from a rooftop. It wouldn't take me long either, would it? I wasn't going to die. I needed relief. I needed disconnection. Disorientation. Oblivion. Ignorance. Because ignorance is bliss. It was in my hand, now. Like vengeance disguised in forgiveness. Breathe. Steady. Hold. Control. . . . Now. Pain shot through my arms and my palms, like my nails were being pulled out. It spread like fire, like ice cold fire, still burning like coals. My limbs were numb. I fell onto the bed, my mouth pressed into the sheet at an odd angle. I was too fatigued to change it. Too drowned to change it. Drowned too deep. To change anything. I'd never done this. Was I going to die? It'd be better if I died. What would that feel like? Flying? Better that this I suppose. Don't you think, Sherlock? [TW: IF YOU ARE STRUGGLING WITH PTSD SCHIZOPHRENIA DEPRESSION ANXIETY PANIC DISORDERS DRUGS OR ARE TRIGGERED BY ANYTHING ELSE PLEASE PROCEED WITH DISCRETION. GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONS OF NEAR- SUICIDAL THOUGHTS AND VIOLENCE AND ZERO CLOSURE LIKE LITERALLY NO CLOSURE]

Monachopsis • Harry Potter • Book II by ronanawayfromitall

DISCONTINUED (check out ARCANE, the rewrite) Monachopsis [mon - ach - op - sis] (n.) The subtle but persistent feeling of being out of place, as maladapted to your surroundings as a seal on a beach-lumbering, clumsy, easily distracted, huddled in the company of other misfits, unable to recognize the ambient roar of your intended habitat, in which you'd be fluidly, brilliantly, effortlessly at home. PoA- GoF Completed? ✔ Incomplete? Edited? Unedited? ✔

To seek a Great Perhaps - A Sherlock Fanfic by NeverEndingMoomin

And now, sat in the flat looking at the gun in his hands, feeling it jeer at him, his fingers itch. To feel the release as the bullet tore into him. Would he feel the pain? Or would it be too quick? Hovering between life and death was Sherlock's favourite place, and yet he despised it. His fingers curl against the cold metal and he feels his grip tighten on the trigger. Any second now he would give in to temptation, and all that would be left was brain matter splattered up the walls. Basically Sherlock has an obsession with his own death/wants to die but not really. It's really not as dark as it sounds, honestly. There are references to Suicide, not just Reichenbach, so if that's a trigger maybe don't read this.

House Of Memories by LittleMissyM

Sherlock Holmes is renowned far and wide for his Mind Palace but Mycroft Holmes is privately known to have a House Of Memories. Elina Hooper is the twin sister of the sweet pathologist, Molly. French on their mother's side and being both graced with multiple talents from their late father's side; Elina paves her path at the tender age of seventeen to becoming a full time nurse to no other but Rudy Holmes. Time skip to four years on, the famous uncle to the Holmes brothers sadly passes away which gives meaning for Mycroft Holmes in the realisation that his departed uncle gave him leverage that during the moment, he does not quite fully understand. Another time skip to four years later, Elina finds herself constantly drunk due to the dismay of losing herself in the worst of ways to her boyfriend and finally decides for herself to do better, to be better and quite frankly, to not let anyone rain on her parade. During the case of what Dr. J. H. Watson; likes to recall as, A Scandal In Belgravia, Elina is down on her luck and reunites with her younger sister Molly in hopes to get her life back on track. To Mycroft Holmes, Elina Serenity Hooper is just a passing face but it can't be coincidence by the power of the universe that she happens to turn up at his office, looking her best with sharp senses and tactical knowledge applying herself for the position to become his newly established personal assistant? Perhaps Elina would admit in the end that her likeness for the Ice Man had blossomed early which in turn would slowly bloom into her first true love. Perhaps Mycroft would admit in the end that despite his tetchy aura and complications of being himself, he was indeed capable of being loved and to go as far as loving someone too... How long is thread, you say? Well, my belief is that it's as long as you wish before you cut it. Hurdles to jump, cakes to bake, angst to commence, does Mycroft have it in him to allow Elina to be apart of his House Of Memories?

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It's Not Real

"I need a favour." "Do come in, Sherlock, of course I'm happy to see you, anything I can help you with?" "Yes. I just said, I need a favour." "I was being sarcastic." "Really? Well, I still need a favour. Will you help?" "I don't even know what you want." "I need you to be my girlfriend." {fake dating fic - we pretty much ignore half of series 4}