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
Doctor Who/Attack on Titan - The Last Siege Part 1Author’s Note: The following story takes place after the events of “The Angels Take Manhattan,” but before the events of “The Bells of St. John.” This story will also follow the “Attack on Titan” anime story arc and takes place shortly after the end of the latest episode.Doctor Who/Attack on Titan - The Last Siege Part 1 by VicodinFlavoredMints
The morning sun had come up and bathed all but the darkest corners of a dirty alley in Trost in a warm, orange light. Besides a few stray cats and a handful of mangy rats, the alley was completely deserted. At least it was supposed to be deserted.
Like the shattering of glass in the middle of the night a sound had started to fill the alley, a sound unlike anything anyone had ever heard in any part of that city. It was the sound of the universe turning, and it was accompanied by a strange blue light and a whirling wind.
As the sound continued and the creatures in the alley scattered, an even stranger figure began to take shape. It started out very translucent but as the
Doctor Puppet Who: Picture Imperfect "Hey-hey-hey. That's some risky business, hmm? What if someone sees you?!"Doctor Puppet Who: Picture Imperfect by CarryPhoenix
"Let me be a toy, but I don't have to give up my opinion".
"Old and new, hahahah", the leather doll, lying on its stomach on the pillow above the two arguers - a crocheted doll and an action figure - mused. "One! Eleven! Would some of you explain what you're talking about?"
"Eleven wants to visit the room of the older group, Nine". A porcelain doll of beige and red colors climbed onto the bed containing an eight-year-old blond girl sound asleep. You really shouldn't be so reckless in such exercises, Nine thought. "He noticed something odd".
"What kind of odd, Five? And next time wait until I get down to you. I'm softer than you. If you fall, it may all finish in bump and tears", Nine mentioned.
"Oh, Nine, you know our Eleven... and our One".
"You do. And you know that I won't sleep for the rest of the night until I learn w
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