Sherlock creates a script for the stag night, containing puzzles and challenges for John to solve, in the hope that he'll learn more about his friend. However, the night may reveal more than he expected...

Read it here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31656029

Flip The Script by Enterthetadpole and WritingOutLoud

Reading of emmagrant01's Nothing to Make a Song About
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Nothing to Make a Song About

Nothing to Make a Song About by emmagrant01 Chapter 10

Radioactive Trees

Radio Trees 59 *Explicit*

Opening Theme: Claude Debussy - Children's Corner, IV. The Snow Is Dancing, 1906-1908
Closing Theme: Sammy Cahn and Jule Styne - "Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!", 1945

Will is cold. Frozen through to be exact.  It’s been days since he left the house to do anything other than walk his dogs.  Today it is freezing as well as snowing heavily.   All he wants to do is haul up in the warmth and stay there.  It is rare he gives in to his omegan instincts but now he has to start to admit to himself that is what he might be doing.  There must be something about this weather that is making him want to hibernate.  This overwhelming need to crawl under many layers of blankets, duvets and frankly anything he can find and just stay there.  It is not a feeling he has really felt before.

Of course all of this has nothing, he is sure, to do with the fact that he has not been able to get to his appointments with Hannibal the last few days due to the bad weather.  It is definitely not why he feels a clawing ache, an emptiness and loneliness that will not leave him alone.  Hannibal is definitely not the reason.  He tells himself this as he burrows under three blankets and a duvet surrounded by pillows, closing his eyes in the darkness and finally falling asleep.

A Shared Solitude

Rating: Teen and Up
Original Text:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/13046802
Summary:  After twenty years of friendship, John is used to Sherlock acting weirdly. But the news Sherlock finally brings himself to deliver change the carefully built dynamics between them, and John realises it's time to act.
Music: Shooting Stars 2 by Will Cookson

The General Idea

“Jesus, angel, I want you to bang me like a whore, alright? To shag me like a two-bit rent boy you’ve paid enough to do whatever you like with, and what you like isn’t very nice.” Crowley wanted to cry. He closed his eyes and bit out, “I want…I want you to fuck me like you’re trying to force the damnation out of me with your cock. Like…like I really am the adversary, and you’re claiming me as a victory for Heaven.”

Come Fuck Me Hips

Rated:  General Audience
Original Text:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/570058
🧡on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/21625669
Summary:  While he's dead, Sherlock writes John letters.
Music: Yearn by David Tobin, Jeff Meegan and Julian Gallant

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