StarryNightFire
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It's 2am at the Pitt, and an intern somewhere uttered the word "quiet" into the peaceful lull.
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Jack Abbot is going through some internal turmoil that you can't understand. But he needs to be patched up, so you're going to let him in, hoping he will do the same for you.
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The Last Kiss by StarryNightFire
Fandoms: Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy (2011), Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy - John Le Carré
27 Dec 2021
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Jim Prideaux thinks he has more brawn in him than brain. His mind runs in one track. He runs in one track. Used to run in Oxford, run while Bill Haydon watched. Now he’s running to Bill Haydon because Bill’s back need watching.
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The last kiss unfolding
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Mycroft Holmes embarks on a journey where he found something else rather than disappointment lurking.
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Who was there for Antartica after Sherrinford.
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Earth rotates around Sun, Moon rotates around Earth, this is elementary knowledge. But we also forget the fact that the world’s revolve around Sherlock Holmes, and that the great detective does not care about astronomy at all.
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In which Anthea-whatever-name-she-chose-Andrea does a bizarre analysis of Mr Holmes using stars and planet as reference.
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Perhaps one did not want to be loved so much as to be understood by StarryNightFire
Fandoms: Sherlock (TV)
14 May 2020
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Here is the exploration of Mycroft Holmes' loneliness and why is it that he never get a goldfish for himself.
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“You should take a date to your fundraiser."
“Yes, perhaps you’re right. It would be improper to invite someone under false pretence, mind, and for my patient to understand, the evidence would need to be… compelling.”
“Perhaps an ex-girlfriend,” Will says, unsure why the thought makes him feel flat and remote.
“That would be incredibly inappropriate.”
“A friend then. Someone you can explain the problem to. You could take-”
“You,” Hannibal interjects.
The words belly-flop into silence. Will’s mouth opens, and then closes, and then opens again.When Franklyn's advances of friendship become too much for even Hannibal to politely ignore, he enlists Will's help.
Written for the Accidental Sex challenge- the prompt was #AccidentalSex14: “Playing a prank on our friends to make them think we’re a couple and now we’re in bed together” sex.
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Jack finds it’s hard to draw neat bounds around the amorphous object that is their entanglement. Samira says the trouble began when he kissed her breathless behind a tree at Heather and Robby’s wedding. He doesn’t know how to tell her it was likely the first time he saw her in the damn parking lot.
AKA, the Mohabbot situationship fic.
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A S7 fix-it in which Emily's trauma is acknowledged and Hotch doesn't want to take her for granted again.
“Thank you,” she says softly. She turns to meet his eyes, trying to make him understand that she means thank you for all of it. For putting so much on the line to keep her safe, knowing the pain it was going to cause. For visiting her in the hospital every moment he could, sitting in the quiet with her when neither of them knew what to say. For never asking her what the hell she was thinking going after Doyle alone with flashbang grenades and automatic weapons while the team tried to build a profile she already knew by heart.
“It’s alright,” he says. “Just let me drive you to the hotel, and promise me you’ll call tomorrow.”
Something squeezes tight in her chest when she realises he’s honestly worried this will be the last he sees of her. Tighter, when she realises it’s something she could do – she could run. She has a bag full of cash and two other identities that are still clean. Her heart races briefly with the possibility. It would be so easy compared to this mess.
“Emily,” he says. “Promise me.”
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It's the end of the world as The Weather Channel is predicting it and Walsh is stuck on in-house call for however long it takes for this blizzard to let up and the snowplows to start plowing again – even though she's supposed to be off for a three-day weekend – with an ER counterpart whose Catholic guilt is surpassed only by his God complex.