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First, Do No Harm by J_Baillier
Fandoms: Sherlock (TV), Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms
16 Jul 2021
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When Sherlock's career and sanity are compromised by a case that ends up on the nation's front pages, he and John struggle to find a way forward. How can a surgeon reconcile being protected for a mistake they made but put on trial for one they didn't?
This story is a part of the "You Go To My Head" AU series, and makes sense best when read after the preceding parts.
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- Part 22 of You Go To My Head
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All flatmates need to work out domestic matters between them - who does the dishes, who takes out the rubbish, how often does the carpet need to be vacuumed - these are part and parcel of sharing a living space together.
However, when you’re an elf and your flatmate is going to be a human you just met, this rather complicates things…
Very loosely inspired by 'The Elves and The Shoemaker' by The Brothers Grimm.
ARTWORK by marinette-edhel
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- Part 3 of OLTAB AU fics
- Part 12 of OLTAB angst with happy ending fics
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It is a few months since Sherlock has come back from the dead and John is noticing somethings different about his flatmate and begins to wonder what exactly happened to the Detective while he was away. When Sherlock's health takes a turn for the worse, John makes it his mission to find out what is wrong with Sherlock Holmes...
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Mycroft's power is making Sherlock's life a nightmare, and John just wants to succeed at university. When their paths cross, they decide to partner up to fool everyone into believing that they're in a romantic relationship, so that everyone else will leave them alone. But who are they really fooling - their family and friends or themselves?
Loosely inspired by the book Boyfriend Material by Alexis Hall.
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Sherlock is tired.
John senses a shift.◒
“I’m tired, John,” He murmurs. Barely a whisper. John swallows, feeling irrationally helpless.
“I can see that,” He responds quietly, tracing an eyebrow with the pad of his thumb. “Sleep, then,” He can hear the crack in his own voice—a perfect match for the one in his chest. He hopes that Sherlock won’t notice, won’t try to pick it all apart.
“Not what I meant,” He rumbles, as he drifts off and away, leaving John alone in wakefulness to wonder what the hell had just happened.