This blog is definitely NSFW and not spoiler free.
I'm heeroluva, a slash fanfic writer. I currently post a lot of Avengers, Doctor Who, Sherlock, and cat pictures, but a little bit of everything is likely to appear here. I'm liberal and that's likely to show as well.
“Passion, it lies in all of us, sleeping... waiting... and though unwanted... unbidden... it will stir... open its jaws and howl. It speaks to us... guides us... passion rules us all, and we obey. What other choice do we have? Passion is the source of our finest moments. The joy of love... the clarity of hatred... and the ecstasy of grief. It hurts sometimes more than we can bear. If we could live without passion maybe we'd know some kind of peace... but we would be hollow... Empty rooms shuttered and dank. Without passion we'd be truly dead.”
Me: the bony
Me: and the baby
Friend: the bony and the baby. the bony bond and the baby. the bond and the baby.
Friend: *am having too much fun with your typos*
Friend: the bony crap bond and the baby. :)
Friend: way too easily amused
Contains: dark, angst, hurt/comfort, nongraphic mpreg, kidnapping, psuedo-incest
Summary: The void is not kind to Loki. Odin is even less so.
Thrice Loki’s body swelled with life as he fell through the darkness of the void, those that had long since been cast out and banished, seeking a way to be reborn. And trice did Odin come and take his children from him, all the while ignoring Loki’s soundless screams. It mattered not that they were not of Loki’s choice. All that mattered was that they were <i>his</i>.
Pairing: one-sided Lestrade/Sherlock, John/Sherlock
Contains: angst, past drug use, introspection, asexual Sherlock
Disclaimer: I don’t own them. I just like to play with them.
Summary: Lestrade never had a chance.
Notes: All mistakes are mine. Feel free to let me know if you see any. As always feedback is appreciated.
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