Time Has Come TodayHe didn't expect the insistent hammering at the front door, and it wasn't much appreciated right after he'd just sat himself down. Greg Lestrade, former Detective Inspector, set aside the tumbler of whiskey with an irritated sigh and walked through the modest flat, calling out when the pounding continued, "All right, knock it off! I'm coming. Ass," he added in a grumble, just before flipping the latch and opening the door as far as the chain allowed.Time Has Come Today by YWYH-s--Morelenmir
Surprise lifted his eyebrows and voice. "John? What are you-- is Sherlock in trouble?"
Dr. Watson's forehead was wrinkled in worry, but he shook his head. "No, it isn't Greg, I need you to come with me, right now." He was so serious, instantly bringing to Greg's mind the last time they had tangled with Moriarty and how John was purely soldier, working frenetically against the madman's machinations, trying to find his friend.
Slipping the chain off, he gestured John inside the small entryway. "I can't really do that. I mean," he corre
WhoLock - In Morning's HushWhoLock - In Morning's Hush by TheWhovianHalfling
Just as he did every morning, John Watson woke up crying. The whole room was quiet aside from his ragged sobs and—just as he did every morning—John heard Sherlock casually but brusquely asking his usual question:
“What’s the matter?”
John didn’t answer the ghost, nor did he press his eyes closed against the nightmarish phone call memory. He had learned by now that it never helped. Lunging out of bed, he sped to the bathroom and turned on the shower.
The warm water was physically comforting, but it did not cleanse John’s mind of all those disturbing images. Whimpering quietly, he sank down to the shower floor and tried to remember how breathing worked.
Control. That’s what matters. You have to control yourself—for him. He wouldn’t ever want to see you like this. That was the only thing that helped John stand on shaky legs and finish washing his hai
A Life Worth Falling For (A SuperWhoLock FanFic)PrologueA Life Worth Falling For (A SuperWhoLock FanFic) by GeekInspired
In one moment, I, Hamaliel, was safe in Heaven where I lie an Angel gazing at a city below. It was a beautiful, moonlit night on Earth as I pondered how such tiny, powerless people could do such extraordinary things. In another moment, in a single blink of an eye, I was falling.
Plummeting, you could say.
Hurtling towards the same planet Earth, I had been observing at an impossible speed. At the time, I didn't know how to react, whether it be screaming, trying to stop myself, or... or anything. I just let myself fall. Hell, I didn't have an idea what was going on; I didn't know what to do. My face was burning, and my hair was singing. I could feel my wings breaking; I could feel them smoldering away, each feather torturously ripped from their rightful place.
So this... this was pain.
During this time was I positive that this was most certainly a bad event taking place, and I felt emotions I had never felt before: panic, helplessness, confusion were just a few. In the sho
A Life Worth Falling For (A SWL FanFic) Chapter 1.Chapter 1: GenesisA Life Worth Falling For (A SWL FanFic) Chapter 1. by GeekInspired
Date: May 17, 2014
Before I begin, I apologize for not writing in so long; the days have been busy. Even in an isolated area such as where I'm situated, there are still many things to do in order to survive. However, I decided to put these tasks aside for the day, considering I promised myself I would keep a very detailed journal for reference. Earlier this morning, I risked going out in public and into the city to ask someone what the date was to which the stranger replied with, "May 17, 2014, ma'am."
What a coincidence.
It has been exactly a year since I have taken the fall; since all of the Angels fell from Heaven. Therefore, seeing as I currently have nothing better to do (unless you count further improving the formerly abandoned house where I now resided in, which could wait), I have decided to summarize all that has and is currently happening for anniversary's sake.
First and foremost, I've fallen, as previously mentioned numerous times before.
A Life Worth Falling For (A SWL FanFic) Chapter 2.Chapter 2: Point(s) of InquiryA Life Worth Falling For (A SWL FanFic) Chapter 2. by GeekInspired
"Is she going to be alright?"
"Her heart rate is steady. Nothing is broken; however, we should still check where you fell onto her shoulder blades."
"According to the sonic, she should be up any minute now."
Without a second thought, I immediately opened my eyes and sat up, gasping for air. Ignoring Sam, John, and the Doctor at my side and the shocked expressions on everyone's faces, I frantically stood up, spun in my place, and checked my surroundings until I realized I was back underneath the roof of my house. Still in aftershock, I reached for my angel blade in my back pocket, only to find that it wasn't there. "Get back, now!" Dean yelled. Before I could move an inch, the younger Winchester, the blogger, and the "madman with a box" jumped up and stumbled back towards Castiel, Dean, and Sherlock. As soon as everyone in the room was at least a yard away from me, the elder Winchester lit a match and threw it down. The tiny f
A Life Worth Falling For (A SWL FanFic) Chapter 3.Chapter 3: Where the Wild Things AreA Life Worth Falling For (A SWL FanFic) Chapter 3. by GeekInspired
I opened my eyes, realized that I had ultimately fallen asleep, then scrambled to the window. The sun was just beginning to rise, and hopefully, the TARDIS would be here. I found myself wishing I could have a premonition, just this once, to confirm my thoughts. Nevertheless, I grabbed my satchel from the adjacent room, took one last look around the rundown shack I called home, then made my way towards the clearing. It was a perfect, spring day: the sky was clear, the air smelled of trees, and as always, the ambience of the rushing river was calming. After hiking up a low hill, I began descending into the thicker region of the forest. As I journeyed farther, however, shade began to paint over light. I noticed my nerves resurfacing. I became paranoid for seemingly without reason, turning around if I heard twigs break, or leaves crunch. I convinced myself it was nothing but a rabbit or squirrel, not danger, and continued forward, but that did not stop
Of Lords and Tyrants Ch. 10Chapter Ten: A Place for the RepentantOf Lords and Tyrants Ch. 10 by Kimono-chimera
The Doctor woke up slowly to the smell of something baking; the calming smell of fresh bread emanating from an unknown source. Finally, realization hit him that something was wrong with this. But in his alarm to sit up straight, many pains throughout his body reminded him that he had just been running and hefting various objects for the past few hours, and maybe his sudden action had been too much for him that second. Rubbing his back and legs, he tried not to scream; the rest of his body seemed to already be doing a good job of that for him.
"Not one of my better ideas." he groaned in agony, as he looked at his new, and vastly different surroundings.
For one, this place was better furnished, as the dustless, decay-free couch he found himself sitting on could attest to. Two, there was the afore-mentioned smell of bread, which certainly didn’t detract from anything. Three, the Doctor thought for sure, that
Of Lords and Tyrants Ch. 9Chapter Nine: Liberation from the FacilityOf Lords and Tyrants Ch. 9 by Kimono-chimera
The Doctor was running a bit distractedly as he tried to process everything that had just happened, and read the “map” that Caroline brought up on the screen. Well, at least it was a map in the general sense that it plotted the multitudes of chambers in the building; but unlike the average map, he could see the entire path that Caroline had plotted out for Wheatley and himself to follow, and it included more than one level of the building, as well as a blinking indicator of the parties progress along that route.
Oddly enough, the best sign for the Doctor was that the walls seemed to be taking on more of a free form, chaotic structure, and the foliage seemed to creep back into every nook and crevice available. But that was because every other sign the Doctor could note, indicated that the facility probably wouldn’t be standing for too much longer. It was interesting how things like that just sort of fell into
Of Lords and Tyrants Ch. 8Chapter Eight: Persistence and SacrificeOf Lords and Tyrants Ch. 8 by Kimono-chimera
Every part of Aperture that had the capability, was making sure their job was being fulfilled above and beyond the expectations of the tyrannical super computer that controlled their very existence; as well as the length and quality of it. Their capability of sentience was a burden to all Aperture appliances, as it allowed them to understand the concepts of fear and the foreboding days they had yet to see.
GLaDoS had given the order to survey every area imaginable for an intruder, and two constructs that were once considered a part of Aperture; even if they were annoying ones most of the time. They went straight to work, not questioning, or asking for details, or even verification of the order. That would have been a quick way to get them-selves thrown into the incinerator room. After all, She was empress.
Meanwhile, the Monarch of Science herself, looked to every camera that was still functioning. Every possible ex
Of Lords and Tyrants Ch. 6Chapter 6: Unauthorized DetourOf Lords and Tyrants Ch. 6 by Kimono-chimera
As the Doctor walked out of the elevator dock, he immediately saw a turret facing away from him at the entrance to the next room. He turned to Wheatley, “Okay, so I can’t exactly just walk around him; I’ll get shot. How do I get rid of him?”
“Space?” Space Core answered.
Wheatley thought for a moment. “Oh goodness. Right; so if memory serves, there are two things you can do to not get shot: One- knock it over, or two- portal it somewhere else. Once it shoots all of its bullets at something other than you, you’re safe to walk by it. The thing to be careful about if you do choose to portal it; don’t send it through a portal that you’re standing at the other end of. You will probably get one of the three of us killed.”
The Doctor grimaced, “Duly noted.”
Gingerly picking up the knee-high robot, he heard it talk. “Hey, put me down
Doctor Who/Attack on Titan - The Last Siege Part 2Without missing a beat, the two remaining teens locked arms with the Doctor and in one swift movement the three of them rappelled up to the top of the same building and ran after Eren.Doctor Who/Attack on Titan - The Last Siege Part 2 by VicodinFlavoredMints
When they finally caught up with their comrade the Doctor’s captors let go of him but still kept their swords drawn, believing him to be some kind of spy. However the Doctor was too enthralled with the young soldiers’ equipment to really care that there were swords pointed at him.
“That’s too cool,” he exclaimed kneeling down to get a better look at the dark-haired girl’s gear.
“How do you do that? Is this equipment gas propelled? And is that where you keep the blades?”
The young lady, whom he would later find out was named Mikasa, simply slapped his hand away as he tried to reach for the blade holster.
“She’s rather cold isn’t she,” the Doctor turned to ask the blond boy known as Armin. Armin just looked back at him flabbergas
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