It Is Sad That In Every Age We Must Be Reminded That It Is Wrong To Kill Children.

Gonna be needing her this summer.

The Goddess Serket

Detail of a gilded statuette of Serket, goddess of healing stings and bites, from the canopic shrine. From the Tomb of Tutankhamun (KV62), Valley of the Kings, West Thebes. Now in the Egyptian Museum, Cairo. JE 60686

THE FINAL PROBLEM OF JOHN WATSON - TRAILER

This fan trailer is based on popular theory that last episode of Sherlock (The Final Problem) was actually John’s  hallucination after Eurus shot him in a face. I would give everything to see this version of TFP for real :D That would at least make some sense. 

Chapters: 1/1 Rating: Teen and Up Audiences Fandom: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV) Characters: Crowley, Aziraphale, Crowley’s Rat Army Words: 2158 Summary: Crowley wants to surprise Aziraphale during the Chinese New Year. His trusted band of rats are in for more than they can chew.

I got snowed in on the 12th and couldn’t get to work, leaving me awake early with nothing to do. Obviously that means I was messing around on Discord when I thought: What if we all wrote one fanfic. together. at the same time.

Lets thank all these beautiful people who decided to take a chance on a stupid idea with me, and helped create something hilarious and fantastic!

@heavens-bookshop​ @normified​ @maddyteddysstuff @crowleystolemyshoes​ as well as our partners on AO3 Latter_alice, The_jackalope & soleo_lion!

We had so much fun working together, we ended up making our own discord server, the Ineffable Writers Guild! Please join us for writing, collaborating and chitchat!

This will also be my “something” for Lunar New Year on my @goodomonths Holiday Challenge.8′3

HAPPY LUNAR NEW YEAR! YEAR OF THE RAT!

St patricks day past me by, but better late than never.

Scot Pilgrim vs. The World fan video.

The continuing Adventures of Devil John

Work in Progress

After Sherlock Holmes died, he and the spirit of John Watson spent some time bumming around as ghosts. It was Sherlock's idea of course. He still loved the world and there were things that he had left to do. The freedom of going unseen and delving into mysteries that none had been able to solve filled him with glee, and John, who had been with him constantly through the latter years of his life as his body had failed him more and more, couldn't begrudge him his enthusiasm.

The only thing that gave John pause was Sherlock's chosen form. An old man's body had never seemed to fit Sherlock whose spirit was never old, but John was still surprised when he took Sherlock's hand to help him out of his body, and he pulled out the form of an eleven year old boy, curly-haired and smiling with one missing tooth, and scratches on his knees. It did seem to fit his personality, wild and mischievous. It looked so appropriate as he manipulated the air making channels of cold and heat that caused the bees to fly in complex spirals and shape forms like helices and starbursts. It also fit the ghost who liked to pull Mycroft's toupee off of his head at inappropriate times. A prank that had his spirit rolling on the floor in laughter and also left a smile on the edge of Mycroft's face who looked almost as if he knew that Sherlock was there. Then again, he probably did know about it given the fact that Sherlock had written extensive notes in his lifetime about his haunting by the demon spirit of John Watson. Mycroft would have inherited the notes, and his mind was never one to be limited by what everyone else 'knew' was true. Sherlock's form was wholly appropriate to his person, but John had hoped for more, and in this form John couldn't get himself to do more than give him a hug and a peck on the forehead from time to time.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/5116694/chapters/11771549#main

Yes this!

It’s my best ever. 

Devil John 8 - Want

Fandom: Sherlock

Rating: Explicit

Excerpt:

Sherlock strides ahead, his long legs covering the distance quickly. John follows, his legs widening as he walks.

 The flair of his coat. 

Sherlock was always was a drama queen.

Sherlock pushes open the gate with his gloved hand, then he stops and looks back at John before rushing down the road. John steps through and looks at the street stretching out before them. The damp pavement glistens in the lamplight. Sherlock pauses at a quiet street corner and glances around before crossing. Bouncing lightly on his toes as he jumps over a puddle. He rushes, despite the fact that there is no sign of pursuit, pausing in his walk every so often however to glance back at John.

At University, John read the story of Orpheus and Eurydice. Sherlock reminds him of Orpheus. He is a musician, and John did indeed come from the underworld.

 What is that look in his eyes? Bedroom eyes. Sherlock on his bed in only his pants. A hand drifting down. Lidded eyes falling shut as he reaches inside. His mouth falling open.

John wonders if Eurydice had such dirty thoughts while watching her lover. A glance back, and Sherlock turns down another street.

On AO3