Fandom: Sherlock Holmes
Summary: "John had been so busy staring that it took him an embarrassing few minutes to actually see. Sherlock's hands might be beautiful, but they were also bare. He wore no tattooed rings or bracelets. No sigils dotted his knuckles or marked his palms. They were unadorned, like Anderson's and Sally's.
Mundane, despite every suspicion John had to the contrary.
Original Text: https://archiveofourown.org/works/35099422
🧡On AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/35585695
Music: Playful Pendragon by Noah Sorota

Ray Of Light

Ray Of Light by BeautifulFiction

A podfic version of the series written by voluptatiscausa, following a certain angel and a certain demon through the ages, trying to navigate the hardships and pleasures that come with taking a nice bath with your best friend.

Link to the originals: https://archiveofourown.org/series/3541702
Rating: Explicit
Music by PaperclipNinja

Oh, Maker - Chapter 3

A Good Omens Podfic based on the fic of the same name by Mrs_Cake_is_Here, wherein Crowley discovers AO3, and takes some issue (understandably) with the tags attached to his name.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/51942073

Rating: M

A Demon Gets His Due

Original Text : https://archiveofourown.org/works/625997
Summary:  Sherlock leans forward and presses his lips to John's mouth, and perhaps this has been coming for a while, because this shouldn’t feel as comfortable or simple as it does. Ambiguous sexuality/possibly asexual!Sherlock, straight!John.
Music: Paradiso by Patrick Hawes

This is How it Is

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Rating: General Audience
Summary: I taught him how to analyze them, comprehend their motivations. It was a game, at first. Then it became a question of survival--if he could predict them, he could escape them. My little brother, emotive, passionate and sensitive; pirate, dancer, lover of fairy tales.

I believe he saw university as a second chance. He wanted to step into their world. He joined the fencing team, the orchestra. He went to parties; called me drunk at two in the morning, asking me why no one would dance with him.

Original Text:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/7671010

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