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i wish for a happy ending: To Begin The World Over Again (3/?)

Fri, 17 May 2013 15:45:10 -0400

i wish for a happy ending: To Begin The World Over Again (3/?):

Title: To Begin The World Over Again
Author: Ragna
Fandom: Doctor Who/Torchwood/Sherlock
Characters/Pairings: Mickey Smith/Martha Jones, eventual Sherlock Holmes/Amy Pond and Eleventh Doctor/River Song; Jack Harkness, The Doctor, Mickey Smith, Martha Jones, River Song, parallel universe!Amy…

i wish for a happy ending: To Begin The World Over Again (2/?)

Fri, 17 May 2013 15:44:49 -0400

i wish for a happy ending: To Begin The World Over Again (2/?):

penaltywaltz:

Title: To Begin The World Over Again
Author: Ragna
Fandom: Doctor Who/Torchwood/Sherlock
Characters/Pairings: Mickey Smith/Martha Jones, eventual Sherlock Holmes/Amy Pond and Eleventh Doctor/River Song; Jack Harkness, The Doctor, River Song, Mickey Smith, Amy Pond and Sherlock Holmes in…

innertimelord: nah, just a sketch

Fri, 17 May 2013 15:44:38 -0400

innertimelord:

nah, just a sketch

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Fri, 17 May 2013 15:44:21 -0400

the-hoper-of-farflung-hopes: Chapter Eighteen - Forced to Deal...

Fri, 17 May 2013 15:44:06 -0400

the-hoper-of-farflung-hopes:

Chapter Eighteen - Forced to Deal With What I Feel

The warehouse really was at the corner of the same street that the dirty bar was on. It was walking distance for the search party, and they made it there in just under ten minutes. John was the one that stopped Sherlock this time. “Sherlock, she’s in there-“

“I’m well-aware, John,” he said, his tone fierce. The Doctor felt as though this was a conversation he wasn’t a part of. He just hoped that they hurried up. He knew who the alien was, and knew how to get it out of Amy, but the extraction wasn’t going to be easy, especially not if she had already taken one victim. The more she killed while the alien was in her body, the harder it was going to get.

“I’m just saying,” John sighed, “We need to focus on getting whoever is in there out. Leave the Doctor to figure out how to help Amy. He’s got that magic stick-“

“Sonic screwdriver” the Doctor clarified.

John gave him a withering look. “Right,” he continued, “He’s got that sonic screwdriver of his. And it’s going to help her.”

Sherlock didn’t understand what was with the Doctor, how he could make people trust him so quickly. Even John was turning against him and putting blind faith into a man that wore a silly bow tie and ordered cream soda at a pub. Again, Sherlock was left wondering how someone like Amy could like to keep company with two opposites like the Doctor and him.

The three seemed to find a common ground, that Amy was in there, but she wasn’t herself. It was Sherlock that John and the Doctor were worried about.

They opened the door to the warehouse, and they entered, single file. Sherlock and John looked over at the Doctor, who held a single finger to his lips, signaling that they keep quiet. What were they supposed to say, anyways? Call out Amy’s name? It wasn’t Amy that they were after, and it would only scare her away, or speed up the process if she was really that far.

The warehouse stored a lot of lumber. Sherlock inhaled the smell of wood. It was cold, and his shoes made a light tapping against the gray cement floors. He was sure there were lights somewhere, but they didn’t know where the control panel was, and they had bigger things to do. It was hard for the consulting detective though. His big strength was predicting what would happen based on the information he got from the scene. And he was always right. How was Sherlock supposed to do all that in the dark?

“We need to find lights in here,” John muttered, and Sherlock smirked in the darkness, despite the situation. For someone with just the usual “normal” IQ, John really didn’t have a hard time keeping up in Sherlock’s life. With Amy around, it seemed that was even harder than before.

“We need to find Amelia,” the Doctor corrected, though it wasn’t haughty. Just matter-of-factly and sort of interested in whatever he was looking at. He shined his sonic in three different directions, then dropped it. “Right. Okay. We also need lights.” This is when the Time Lord’s face lit up as he realized that he had something to fix that.

“Knew this would come in handy!” he said, shoving his hand into his coat pocket. The Doctor seemed to be rummaging for something, going elbow-deep. Sherlock and John knew this was probably just like the TARDIS, and could be asked later. The Doctor let out a victorious “Aha!” as he pulled two red flashlights and handed them to the other parties. “Was saving them for when I took Amy and Rory to the Crystal Caves of Dunpoor.”

“Rory?” Sherlock asked.

“Uh, no one. Just an… Old friend,” the Doctor explained, giving the consulting detective a small smile of reassurance. He didn’t fall for it, and maybe, the Doctor knew that. “Anyways, we don’t want to turn all the lights on, not yet. She’ll know we’re here, and she’ll run. We need to find Amy, but we also need to trap her in one room if we want to get the alien out of her, too.”

As long as the Doctor could save Amy, Sherlock didn’t really care what his side projects were. The two men nodded. “I’ll go left,” John volunteered, pointing his flashlight in the direction of a long hallway with a glowing red “Exit” sign above it, before he started walking.

“Straight,” Sherlock said, “I’m going straight.”

“Alright, you two,” the Doctor agreed, but then put in his final words, “Be careful. This isn’t the real Amy. You think she’s bad enough with the skirts and the flirting now. Well… It’ll be much worse.”

(to continue reading, click here)

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Fri, 17 May 2013 15:43:45 -0400

Chapter 12 of "Childhood Friends Never Last, Right?" is finally up! ~Terrible yet shameless self-promotion!~

Fri, 17 May 2013 15:43:32 -0400

thegirlwhowaitedforcumberbatch:

Life moved swiftly in 221B Baker Street, and that wasn’t something Amy was prepared for. She hadn’t heard from Sherlock in a long time, her own fault, she knew, so the stories of his business, as it were, didn’t get back to her. She missed the Doctor, but it had only been a few days, she could live without the man for 14 years before, why couldn’t she deal with it now? Especially as she had Sherlock Holmes back at her side.

From the beginning

Chapter 12 - A Not-So-Stranger in 221B

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Fri, 17 May 2013 15:43:21 -0400

Impossibilities: Chapter 11 of Dark Blue

Fri, 17 May 2013 15:43:06 -0400

Impossibilities: Chapter 11 of Dark Blue:

ashleepond:

The new chapter of Dark Blue has been posted!
Pleaseeee help me reach 100 reviews, we’re so close! And the 100th reviewer can have a one-shot on a topic of their choice, so it’s a win-win.
:D

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Fri, 17 May 2013 15:42:48 -0400

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Fri, 19 Apr 2013 23:56:45 -0400

Just A Little Bit Series

Fri, 19 Apr 2013 23:55:26 -0400

penaltywaltz:

Experiments | Sherlock/Doctor Who - PG | Sherlock Holmes/Amy Pond & John Watson |Part 2 of my “Just A Little Bit” series | John wants to find out why Sherlock and Amy have been so much nicer towards each other for the past month, so he decides to spy on them. But Sherlock and Amy turn the tables on the experiment when they find out about it.

Requested by somethingofmyself └ Pondlock - The girl who didn’t...

Fri, 19 Apr 2013 23:54:48 -0400

Requested by somethingofmyself

└ Pondlock - The girl who didn’t make sense…how could I resist?

Fractured Moonlight [Drabble]

Fri, 19 Apr 2013 23:53:02 -0400

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I’ve been trying to do it rightI’ve been living a lonely life

Fri, 19 Apr 2013 23:52:39 -0400

I’ve been trying to do it right
I’ve been living a lonely life

theraggedypond: I ship Pondlock. And regret nothing.

Fri, 19 Apr 2013 23:52:16 -0400

theraggedypond:

I ship Pondlock. And regret nothing.

blueboxedd: I need more pondlock in my life.

Fri, 19 Apr 2013 23:52:09 -0400

blueboxedd:

I need more pondlock in my life.

justoverwhelm-me: the shade of red echoes her, either an...

Sun, 17 Mar 2013 20:06:58 -0400

justoverwhelm-me:

the shade of red echoes her, either an unconscious association or one that she’s deliberately trying to encourage

who said anything about falling in love?

Sun, 17 Mar 2013 20:06:48 -0400

who said anything about falling in love?

the-hoper-of-farflung-hopes: Chapter Seventeen: Get You of the...

Sun, 17 Mar 2013 20:05:11 -0400

the-hoper-of-farflung-hopes:

Chapter Seventeen: Get You of the Cage

“No!” Amy argued, “Doctor, you can’t be serious!”

The Doctor looked at his companion, putting both hands on her shoulders and smiling at her. “Amy, it’s the only way we can see what we’re dealing with,” he replied, then looked at John and Sherlock carefully. He couldn’t let anything happen to the people here, not only because of Amy, but because he was dealing with two of the most famous crime solvers in Earth’s history, fictional or not. “I won’t let any of you get hurt. Got it?”

“Yeah, but this is you we’re talking about,” the redhead sighed, rolling her eyes.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” he cried, defensively, dropping his arms.

“You wear a bow tie, you numpty!” Amy pointed out, “That doesn’t exactly scream ‘average bloke looking for a quick shag’!”

“Bow ties are cool!” the Doctor said, definitely offended now, “Besides, I don’t remember you having any problem with my bow tie back in your bedroom!”

Sherlock was watching carefully of course, his blue-green eyes watching the Doctor and Amy closely. He saw her lightly freckled cheeks turn bright red, her green eyes looking down quickly before meeting the Doctor’s again to glower, obviously unable to come up with a better response. He saw the Doctor’s instant withdrawal, realization that he’d brought up a forbidden subject hitting him, and color crept up to the Time Lord’s cheeks as well. And then, well, what was said… Sherlock was never very good when it came to the sexual things… But even he could make a guess at what they were talking about. And he was jealous. The consulting detective’s hands curled up into fists. He wished he still had that riding crop from Molly, just so he could thwack the Doctor until he vented all his anger out on the alien.

John seemed to sense his friend’s change in attitude, and touched one hand to the dark sleeve of Sherlock’s jacket. He decided it was time to break up the fight and get a move on. “Come on, you two,” John said with the most paternal voice he could muster. He really felt like he was taking care of three children right now, three children that never seemed to stop fighting with one another. “Amy, the Doctor seems set in going, and Lestrade already promised that there’s going to be back-up covering the whole street.”

Amy shook her head. “John, you don’t understand,” she said, “Some of the stuff I’ve seen… I mean, no offense to Lestrade and his men, but there’s really scary things out there.” She thought of the Silurians hiding under the earth at that very moment, Smilers with their turning faces, and, of course, the Weeping Angels, beautiful but so deadly.

“I’ll be okay, Pond,” the Doctor smiled reassuringly, “I’m the king of okay.” Upon realizing what he’d just said, the Time Lord grimaced. “Okay, forget that. That’s a rubbish title.”

She didn’t say anything, just looked at the Doctor. After a few moments, Amy seemed to finally give in, letting go of a breath no one had really noticed that she’d been holding in. She came over to the man in the tweed and hugged him tightly. “Just don’t die, Stupid.”

“Don’t worry,” he chuckled, hugging her back, “Still got a few regenerations in me, if something goes wrong.”

“We should be going,” Sherlock said curtly, still staring at the two and their closeness. He didn’t like it.

“Right,” John agreed, as the Doctor and Amy let go. There seemed to be an easier vibe between the group now. Minus the black mood coming off Sherlock in waves. “It’s getting darker out. So, Doctor. Ready for a night out?

(read full chapter here)