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Happily Ever After (Sherlock X OC) Chapter 1"Fuck" I muttered. It's been a long time since I came to London and I was lost. It was freezing cold currently, I always hated winter. I told John I would visit him today, but I had to walk to get there. I didn't have enough money to get a taxi, so walking is my only option. I walked quietly along the street muttering his address so I would remember it. "221b Baker street. Next to speedy's". I felt a drop of cold water drip onto my face. I looked up at the sky and I sighed. "Just my fucking luck" I growled. I reached into my messenger bag, and pulled out one of my old hoodies. I quickly slipped it on, and snuggled deep into it. It was my ex-boyfriends, and if you didn't know me you would wonder why I've kept it. He died tragically in a war, a very bad, horrible, bloody war. I shook my head to rid of those memories. I continued snuggling into the warm, old slightly ripped up fabric. I then saw a sign that read Speedy's, I smirked and hurried across the street. Seeing John might bring me
Twisted Reality pt. Two (Loki/HiddlestonxReader)You feel someone gently rubbing your back, coaxing you gently from sleep, your teary eyes slowly opened and you glanced around at the deep green room you were in. you immediately recognized it as your Masters bed chamber, your face paling as you pushed yourself to sit up and slowly turned to look behind you. You quickly sunk to your knees on the floor, bowing so low your nose touched the cold of the deep green of the marble, fighting off the urge to collapse as your head reeled and your body shook.
“You react properly for someone, a servant no less, who has been found in the bed of your Master.” Loki chuckled softly, standing and walking over to you.
“I’m so sorry, M’Lord…” you breathed, shutting your eyes as you expected to be reprimanded for sleeping on his bed and yelped as his hands lifted you gently into the air.
“No need to apologize, my pet, you were on my bed because I commanded it. Now please, sit back and relax.” He sat o
You're an Idiot, Ch. 17The doors opened, and the doctor from before bustled, with another trailing behind at her heels. They both looked completely focused and professional, their expression one that John himself had worn many times before when dealing with patients. For a moment, he understood how people could hate doctors for being so cold and impersonal.
"How long has he been awake?" she demanded of John, not looking at him but checking the machines and the chart at the end of Sherlock's bed.
"Not long. About five minutes? Seven?" hazarded John, wishing he'd paid more attention. He was a doctor, after all.
"Good. Can you remember your name?" She addressed Sherlock, allowing her face to soften slightly.
"Yes." Sherlock sounded sulky, and coughed again, briefly.
The doctors waited. No response was forthcoming.
The second doctor, the new one, a tall man with brownish hair and grey eyes, was the first to catch on. "What is your name?" he asked, smiling slightly.
Sherlock looked at him appraising
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