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The Mystery of John Watson's Disappearing Bed by Writing_Bird
Fandoms: Sherlock (TV), Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms
27 Mar 2012
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John's bed has disappeared... and, of course, Sherlock had something to do with it. Why would Sherlock take away his bed? And where will John sleep? Johnlock slash
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John enjoys a romantic, snowy afternoon with sleepy!Sherlock in 221B. Already in an established relationship.
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The farmer seems to be constantly gifting Harvey her time, friendship, and affection.
Harvey isn’t sure what to give her in return.
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07 Jun 2026
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Harvey is a smart man.
He’s a kind, open-minded, self-assured man.
But he’s never quite considered himself to be a brave man - at least, not with his own heart.
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31 May 2026
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23 Feb 2026
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When he turned back, she was unbuttoning her blouse. She wore no undershirt, just a plain black bra. Typically, she wore T-shirts and rolled up the sleeve. That day, she had to undress...
(Harvey was a professional. The human body was his bread and butter; there was a mundanity to nudity when you dealt in anatomy. In his life, both in his practice and out in the wild, he’d seen many shoulders. Many stretches of soft skin. Many black bras. But there in that office, that cold, humming room, her eyes soft on his face, it felt like the very first time.)
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Not long after near-death in the mines and that night in the clinic, the Farmer all but disappears from the face of Pelican Town. Then, she misses the last appointment for her rabies vaccination.
The Doctor will not stand for this.(a sequel to not tame, but tender.)
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22 Feb 2026
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A question burned in his throat. Finally, he asked it: “What can I do to make you to stop?”
(Truth be told, he’d give her anything she asked to keep her out of those mines. She just had to name the price. All the money he could muster, all the precious metal he could pluck from the earth. He’d be her scarecrow, standing out in her field, chasing birds away from her crops if it meant she’d stay inside and just sit still. Just let her bones heal. Her budget was infinite. If she wanted it, it was hers.)
The Farmer considered him, her eyes tracing all along his face. She shrugged her good shoulder, shook her head. “Nothing.”
______________Long past midnight, The Doctor is awoken once again by his most prolific customer.
(Theres a sequel for this fic out today: burn low, glow through)
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22 Feb 2026