doctor, i'm bleeding out

Title: Millennia
Fandom: Sherlock
Rating: R
Word Count: 2,195
Characters/Pairing: John/Sherlock
Summary: “How do you keep finding me?” John asks. / Sherlock bends his head so that his lips are close to John’s. He has John’s wrists pinned up over his head and his whispered breath seeps into John’s open mouth. “How do you keep forgetting?”
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters.
Author's Note: This is not the fic I've been wanting to write for months. This is the fic that slapped me across the face after I was too lazy to change the channel from Hancock. Several borrowed elements are pretty obvious here. This isn't quite my normal writing style? It also hasn't undergone any external editing. I really feel like I ought to apologize for how ~artsy~ it is?? SORRY GUYS.

( He crushes basil between his fingertips. )

Title: the slide show we know
Fandom: Sherlock
Rating: R
Word Count: 2,106
Characters/Pairing: Sherlock & Harry, John/Sherlock
Summary: Sherlock could probably admit that he was actually rather fond of Harry. Takes place before/during/after the events of hurry home in us against verse.
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters.
Author's Note: I wanted to write something to make sure that I could still string sentences together before I attempted to fix other people's fic / start on projects that actually matter. So obviously that entailed more us against verse because this verse is literally my kryptonite. Unedited.

( It's nearly three in the morning when Sherlock jerks awake from where he's pillowed his head on his arms. )

Title: hurry home
Fandom: Sherlock
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 25,607
Characters/Pairing: John/Sherlock
Summary: When John is recruited into the MI6 to track down a security leak, he didn’t expect it to get this out of hand. At least he has Sherlock Holmes. Skyfall fusion. Sequel to us against.
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters.
Author's Note: Normally I like writing fics in the same verse that can be read alone, but in this case, it would probably be a good idea to read us against first to understand this fic. The Sherlock and John in this fic are around 24-25 years old. This fic was partially inspired by and borrows shamelessly from Skyfall. I feel like I should apologize for the copious amounts of sex but I'm probably not going to. I'm forever grateful to Helen for her suggestions and Britpicking advice which made this fic a million times better. This fic would literally not exist if not for Julia who patiently endured my endless whining and singlehandedly cheerleaded my lazy muse on to the end. <333

( Sherlock slams the doors of Mycroft's office open. )