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Gone to Ground (tepid's version) by tepidspongebath for EdosianOrchids901
Fandoms: A Study in Emerald - Neil Gaiman
09 Jun 2025
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It is in the nature of monsters to be monstrous but what must one think of those who choose to become so?
A reimagining of The Dying Detective in the universe of A Study in Emerald - the somewhat longer version.
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- Part 4 of Rache
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Gone to Ground by tepidspongebath for EdosianOrchids901
Fandoms: A Study in Emerald - Neil Gaiman
25 May 2025
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It is in the nature of monsters to be monstrous but what must one think of those who choose to become so?
A reimagining of The Dying Detective in the universe of A Study in Emerald.
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- Part 3 of Rache
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Mrs. Turner's Problem: The Solution by tepidspongebath for rachelindeed
Fandoms: Sherlock (TV)
27 Apr 2025
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“Actually, would you mind if I came in with you?” John’s mind was buzzing again. He knew he’d been handed a missing puzzle piece, and damned if it wasn’t a big one—a largish, structurally significant corner piece that turned the picture from blue and orange blobs into Van Gogh’s sunflowers. “I need to speak to Mrs. Turner about an inhaler.”
John has taken on the case of Mrs. Turner's emptied bank account. This is the solution.
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- Part 2 of Mrs. Turner's Problem
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Sherlock is up to his eyebrows in the Work when Mrs. Turner next door needs help. John Watson steps in.
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- Part 1 of Mrs. Turner's Problem
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Out of Innsmouth (Sort of, Kind of, But Not Really) by tepidspongebath
Fandoms: Sherlock (TV), Cthulhu Mythos - Fandom
13 Nov 2024
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John Watson cautiously reveals his family history to Sherlock Holmes, fearing that his unusual heritage will get in the way of their relationship (or, more precisely, the relationship he wants them to have).
It doesn't. It actually, well, helps things along. In quite a multitude of ways.
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Mary Keeps House by tepidspongebath for nakababakla
Fandoms: Sherlock Holmes - Arthur Conan Doyle
30 May 2024
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“I will tell my husband should it become necessary,” said Mary, setting the cow creamer back on the sideboard. She was already beginning to look at it with a good deal more fondness as Mr. Lestrade propped up Mr. Narramore and put him in handcuffs. “And I suspect that Mr. Holmes already knows. But I intend to continue keeping house as best I know how."
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Written for this prompt on the kink meme: Sherlock is a porn actor who does cheesy porno movies. John is the cameraman.
Whenever Sherlock is in session, John is always aroused while filming him. Sherlock notices this and does everything he can to arouse John even more if possible, wiggling his arse in John's direction, giving little winks, etc.
John becomes even more hot and bothered when only him and Sherlock are left on the set and Sherlock continues his 'performance'. John then says "Fuck it" and fucks Sherlock right then and there.
Sherlock, despite his history, has the best lay ever.
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- Part 5 of Numbered Porn
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Sherlock knew better. Of course he did.
One did not flirt with the husbands of sorceresses, no matter how charming they were.
A fairy tale.
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Sherlock shook his head. “They’re on their annual vacation, won’t be back until the first week of March.” He held up a tin. “I’ve found some beans.”
“And I’ve got half a sausage. We really need to do some shopping.” John cracked open the lid of the container and sniffed. “Yeah, that’s still all right. Do you remember how long we’ve had these eggs?”
Sherlock and John scrounge up something to eat after getting home from a case.
About a week late, but written for the Fluffbruary prompts for February 29 evening and breakfast
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However, I shall allow myself a few minutes to write. Forgive me this indulgence: you of all people know that I am not given over to sentiment but we have been together so long, you and I, and I have grown accustomed to turning to you for every little thing. You have a habit of downplaying your part—and I am, perhaps, at fault for being so sparing in expressing my own earnest admiration—but you have your own remarkable characteristics upon which I have come to rely. I trust you implicitly, as you trust me. Though I fear I have not proven worthy of your faith in me.
Innsmouth was a mistake, my love. You were right to remind me of Norbury.
A letter written following the death of the royal scion Black Peter in Innsmouth at the hands of two rache.
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- Part 2 of Rache
- Language:
- English
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- 1,746
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Kudos:
- 26
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“This has gone pear-shaped.”
“Yeah, no kidding.” John Watson looked over his shoulder. “Where are the pigeons?”
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“I don’t think the Mothman belongs in ancient Ireland, dear.” Mrs. Hudson looked over Jim Moriarty’s shoulder. “I saw a video on YouTube.”
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Shrouded in Silk by tepidspongebath for Gray_Cardinal
Fandoms: Elemental Masters - Mercedes Lackey
21 Jun 2023
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“It is bad enough,” said Holmes, that Charles Augustus Milverton is the most sordid blackmailer in London in the ordinary sense of the word. It is repugnant that he conducts his business with the sort of thoroughness and calculation that would have done credit to a legitimate endeavor. But it is worse--a hundred times worse!--that he uses your brand of talents to ensnare victims he would otherwise have no hope of trapping."
A retelling of The Adventure of Charles Augustus Milverton in the Elemental Masters universe
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"Don't worry about it." It was on the tip of her tongue to say that coffee would be wonderful and amazing and perfect, maybe on Saturday if they were both free and if people would just stop violently killing each other for long enough, but the words got caught in her teeth and what tumbled out from between her lips was, "I have to run. I need to see Mrs. Ferrour before Greg or, god forbid, Sherlock gets to her." She tried again, desperately wanting to redeem herself. Molly was blushing the deep red of horrible embarrassment, and she couldn't stand it. "Sorry about coffee."
Sally Donovan would like nothing more than to go have coffee with Molly Hooper. If only she didn't have a murder suspect controlling her mind.
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“I don’t know if you’ll like it—”
“We’ll like it.”
“It’s not ideal—”
“It’ll be fine.”
“There’s only one bed—”
“Does it look like that matters?”
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You didn’t get much more civilized than afternoon tea. Which was unfortunate because it was rather spoiled by Sherlock taking a running leap and tackling their hostess to the ground just as she was setting a tempting plate of tea cakes on the table by John’s elbow.
Written for the Fluffbruary prompt for the 5th of of the month: Shiny
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- Part 2 of Fluffbruary 2022
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One did not look at Sherlock Holmes and think that here was a man who looked good in jumpers.
Written for the Fluffbruary prompt for the 1st of of the month: Cozy
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- Part 1 of Fluffbruary 2022
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Only the End of the World Again by tepidspongebath for khorazir
Fandoms: Sherlock (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
15 Nov 2021
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Sherlock let out a good, honest laugh at that. “You mean Armageddon?” he said, sarcasm sluicing from every syllable.
“Oh, no. No, no, no. Certainly not.” The client in the chair lowered his teacup. “The time for Armageddon has come and gone, and with the Antichrist living happily in Oxfordshire--”
“Until you bring up climate change,” muttered Sunglasses.
“--this is something of a more prosaic nature,” continued the first one, smoothly. “Merely the end of the world, without the Great War and all the implications thereof."
There's more than one way to end the world.
Armageddon might be off the table, but a new threat targets the Earth in general, and Aziraphale and Crowley in particular. Where else can they turn but the world's only consulting detective?
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“Ow,” he said again.
“Stop poking at it.” Sherlock’s voice was still blurred around the edges from the earliness of the hour, and it was coming from the region of the bedroom door.
John craned his neck to look at him. “I wasn’t poking at it. I was...examining it.”
“By poking at it.”
“I’m a doctor. I know how to poke things.”
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I can go back if I want to badly enough, if I know when exactly I want to go, for just four seconds at a time. It’s not a lot, I know—I’ve got nothing on the TARDIS, that’s for sure—but it can be enough, if you know how to use it. I am fully aware that this is strange enough that you won’t believe me, not without proof.
No worries there. I’ll be happy to demonstrate. But later. It’ll have to be later, okay?