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St patricks day past me by, but better late than never.

Devil John

Chapter 2 - Hell

Fandom: Sherlock

Rating: Explicit

Summary: John is dead, but that’s not the end for him. Not when he has a soul left to corrupt.

Excerpt:

The room is dark, illuminated by a bare yellow incandescent light hanging down from a pale cord that has been tied in a hangman's noose. Light pools around his feet in a circle fading away into blackness. The world outside of this little circle of light is darker than a starless night, blacker than a coal mine.

Along the wall, he sees small black spiders scurrying around. They sit just outside the circle of light. Their red eyes glowing, their bodies hidden in obscurity.

“Back with us now are you, Johnny?” sings a voice with an Irish accent. “It's about time.”

John watches as Moriarty walks slowly toward him, defiling the circle of light with his very presence. He's wearing the Westwood now, under a black knee-length coat with a blood red lining. His eyes bore into John's naked flesh and he sneers.

John looks down. There are scars on his hairy chest. His bullet wound from Afghanistan is back now. He pushes to his feet, not wanting to show such vulnerability to an enemy. His back scrapes against the coarse wall and starts to bleed.

“Moriarty! This is the kind of thing that I'd expect of someone like you. I knew it had to be a trick. Where are we, and why are you holding me here?”

Moriarty rolls his head back with a sigh. Then he stomps around in a tiny circle bobbing his head from side to side in frustration as he cries, “Hell and Devils! Are we back to that again, Johnny Boy? I SO hate repeating myself.” Moriarty whips his head around to glare at John as he yells. “WHERE ARE WE?”

His voice hits John like a slap, and he falls to his knees.

“Now Johnny boy, Tell me WHERE! WE! ARE!”

“In Hell,” John says quietly.

Continued on AO3

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Official Post from Lunatics! Project: It would seem Georgiana is on the wrong layer in this file (she's on the "Freestyle Proxy" layer). But it's kind of a cool effect. Might have to use it for something in the future. Also don't mind the invisible billboards!

Georgiana is a ghost, visiting from the Freestyle plane, where she was not supposed to be!

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my friend tweeted this at me because i won’t stop talking about good omens so of course i had to get out my Fancy Voiceover Microphone and make this fake drug commercial……. saturday morning funtimes indeed 

women of sherlock → sarah sawyer (played by zoe telford)

Devil John 9 - Killer

Fandom: Sherlock

Rating: Explicit

Excerpt:

“I'm tired of waiting. I'm tired of the frustration. I'm tired of being alone and returning to this ******* place. I want Sherlock here, now. Tell me how to do it.”

“Do you really want to know?”

“Do you think that there is any other reason that I would call you after the last time?”

Moriarty frowned. “Johnny, you're asking for my help. Would it hurt to be just a little civil.”

“I haven't broken your neck yet. I think I'm doing pretty well. So tell me, do you know a way to make this happen, or is calling you just a waste of my time?”

“Oh I know. Believe me Johnny, I know how to get him here.”

“How?”

“It's simple, love. Sherlock has to die.”

“Time is passing faster above, but...not that fast. It will still be a long time before he dies a natural death.”

“Then, Johnny my dear, you need to help it along. You need to kill him.”

“Kill Sherlock Holmes?”

“Yes. If you want him. He's already promised you his soul. You only need to kill his body in order to claim it.”

“But...kill him? I don't know. Perhaps I should wait...”

“You said you didn't want to wait. Besides, the more time that you give him, the more chance he'll have to find a loophole to get out of his bargain. You can't. Trust. Mortals. Clever things, they're always plotting. Give them a couple years and they will find a way trick themselves out of a bargain. Sherlock is yours to take, to own, to use as you will. Why wait when you can have him now?”

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