- Summary: Oh gods, I think I wrote song!fic!!!!
- Warnings: I'm not very funny, don't read this
- Summary: There he lay on his couch trying to sleep after his flight from LA but then you as his newly hired companion tempted him not to sleep. *Haha, this is my first attempt writing anything, ignore gram errors xD*
- Warnings/Spoilers: Set at an indeterminate place in S5, flashbacks to hell, somewhat graphic styalised violence, gratuitous comma usage.
- Notes: If tentacle rape is not your thing, but a Clarky/Holmes/Watson threesome is, you can skip the tentacle action and go straight to that part of the fic (just imagine Holmes got dosed with something like sex pollen).
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- 1: Quotes from Walter Scott's The Abbot
- 2: Lilac pink book club cardigan
- 3: Unscheduled Saturday of drugged sleep, you say?
- 4: attempting to read roundup & meta rec
- 5: William Morris's The Roots of the Mountains: dating
- 6: Kitty acquaintanceship progress
- 7: My brilliant dessert chef wife* heroically recreates French restaurant molten chocolate cake for me
- 8: OH NO! Today they paved over the place where our broken sewer pipe is under the road!
- 9: an inspirational poster I made for Wax
- 10: Abstract art icons: Gunta Stölzl's textile art (part 2)
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