Title: A Detective’s Discovery
Rating: PG, I guess.
Pairing: Sherlock/John
Fandom: BBC Sherlock
Word count: 840
Disclaimer: Sherlock and John are never mine. I wish, though. :T
Summary: Sherlock deletes love from his brain, but then came John along. FLUFF ENSUES.
A/N: YAY okay well I’ve been toying with this idea for quite a while and then today’s valentine’s day so I decided to write it :) THANK YOU TO MERCEDES FOR GIVING ME THE TITLE, no thanks to you Larry *twitch*
AnonymousHm.
“I should’ve called you out, I should’ve said your name, I should’ve turned around, I should’ve looked again.”
Eduardo should’ve stayed at home and declined Dustin’s invitation to go to the Facebook-new-app-party, especially when he knew Mark would be there. Eduardo was particularly thinking of this as he stumbled into the bar, already semi-drunk on pre-party drinks, and looking up to see Mark on the stage singing “The Mess I Made” by Parachute in a really drunk way. The whole bar was murmuring softly to begin with, wondering who was Mark singing about, but as soon as Eduardo stepped into the bar, the whole bar just went silent. Mark just went on singing obliviously with his eyes closed. Eduardo’s face darkened and he made a move to walk out of the door but stopped when Mark reached the chorus.
“I’m staring at the mess I made, as you turned, you take your heart and walked away.”
That’s when Mark opened his eyes and focused on Eduardo.
“Wardo?”
Eduardo’s heart softened, but he still had his back away from Mark.
“I’m sorry,” Mark whispered into the microphone, sounding awfully distant.
Eduardo knew he should go back, pull Mark down the stage and haul him home, tucking him in bed, and putting a glass of water and aspirins beside his bed.
But all he said was, “Staring at the mess won’t help,” and walked out of the bar.
I wanted to write a long one :T and I was listening to the song, and I should’ve probably written smut. LOL I’M NOT GOOD AT WRITING HAPPY FICS ;A;
YAY FIC PROMPTS (I should really do my work)
“…Andrew… a cat?” Jesse was staring puzzled at a mewing bright ginger kitten with huge brown eyes.
“Yeah, well, I thought well, it’d be nice to have a cat, and you like cats, don’t you?” Andrew was nervously sitting beside Jesse and looking down, for he was afraid that if he looked at Jesse, all he’d see is disappointment.
“Oh Andrew,” was all Jesse said before he planted a soft kiss on Andrew’s lips, “It’s perfect, Thank you.”
:T argh. this is horrible ;A;
Anonymous:D OMG THIS PROMPT.
ok
“I give up, I can’t even remember what which button makes the portal and closes the portal,” Jesse frustratedly complained. Andrew chuckled fondly at Jesse and beckoned, “Come here, I’ll teach you.” He then pulled Jesse onto his lap and placed his hands on Jesse’s while gently maneuvering Chell with ease. Before he knew it, playing portal had become Jesse’s favourite part of their evening with Andrew teaching him patiently how to play with him on Andrew’s lap.
argh it was so hard trying to get it to three sentences. I was so tempted to add descriptive language D:
AnonymousLASJDLKSA such awesome prompts askldjlsak
The porch swing was creaky, the original paint almost worn off from rust and scratches but Sledge couldn’t bear to let it go because it was here that he and Snafu were reunited 5 years ago. Snafu had been the one to find Sledge, and Sledge had been sitting on his porch swing when Snafu came walking slowly up the steps. Just as Sledge thought of this, Snafu came from the house, took a look at Sledge, and dropped down beside Sledge just like he did 5 years ago. The only difference now was the unhesitant kiss Snafu planted on his lips.
aklsdjaklsjds this was a great prompt.
Anonymous“I say, Generation Kill’s my favourite, just the right amount of violence.”
“Oh, Doctor, you only like Generation Kill because they have those red flashy things that looked a lot like your sonic screwdriver.”
“And because I don’t like violence. Why did we even watch HBO war series?”
lololol I really didn’t know how to write this. D: and this is more than three sentences ;A; sorry but um. I honestly don’t think the Doctor would watch the HBO war series because he doesn’t enjoy shooting people (unless it’s River doing the shooting ;D)
Anonymoushahaha ok.
Weirdly, Snafu was the first friend Sledge made when he got to Hogwarts, considering how Snafu was in Slytherin and Sledge was in Hufflepuff. But somehow, Sledge was just drawn to Snafu. Maybe it was because he knew that despite the cold and nonchalant attitude Snafu carried around with him constantly, there was some warmth deep down inside, and Sledge was determined to awaken it.
OMG I WANT TO CONTINUE THIS, BUT I’M AFRAID THAT I’D GET WRITER’S BLOCK AND WON’T BE ABLE TO.
