- 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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Active Entries
- 1: Stores with rancid vibes
- 2: Or as much dignity as you can with a walrus mustache
- 3: Clearly I should only do Stuff to the fire while wearing leather gloves with long gauntlet cuffs
- 4: Talking about the weather...
- 5: I've read 61 detective novels this year so far. Lol.
- 6: Specifications of a Locked Room
- 7: A fascinating 1920s portrait of a seedy London nightclub
- 8: The thing about the adaptational changes made to The Seven Dials Mystery
- 9: at present you are a nuisance to your friends and a disgrace to your country's legislature
- 10: Lemony desserts lemonier?
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Date: 13 Aug 2010 01:17 pm (UTC)