Good grief.
Oct. 27th, 2011 11:47 pmSo. I guess because LJ is kind of all the fail, and stuff, I'm shifting over to Dreamwidth a little. This is basically so that if there is a mass-exodus I've already done the hard bit.
I'll cross-post fic here and stuff I guess. I just thought you might like to know, I s'pose. If I get really cross I might restrict myself to the main comms, but who knows?
Anyway.
errantcomment is me.
I'll cross-post fic here and stuff I guess. I just thought you might like to know, I s'pose. If I get really cross I might restrict myself to the main comms, but who knows?
Anyway.
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Fill: Percussive Therapy
Nov. 3rd, 2011 09:52 pmFandom: Sherlock (BBC)
Pairing: None.
Rating: PG - Guts.
Word Count: About 2000?
Summary: Written for this prompt on the kink meme. One day in the lab, Sherlock says something/does something/generally pushes too hard, and Molly loses it, and uses the riding crop to vent her frustrations on Sherlock. Whether or not John witnesses this display is up to you. Totally gen is preferred, crack almost certainly required.
Notes/Warnings: Not much, dead bodies on account of it being set you know, in a morgue.
( You could be forgiven for not seeing Molly Hooper... )