Title: My Phone’s on Vibrate For You 4
Author: ![[info]](http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
misslucyjane
Fandom: Sherlock
Pairing: John/Sherlock
Warning/Spoilers: None.
Word Count: 2300
Rating: NC-17
Summary: John tries an experiment.
Notes: Continued from part 3.
Title: My Phone’s on Vibrate For You 3
Author: misslucyjane
Fandom: Sherlock
Pairing: John/Sherlock
Warning/Spoilers: None.
Word Count: 2300
Rating: NC-17
Summary: John has no idea what’s going on, but he does know he’s never been happier.
Notes: Continued from part 2.
Below the jump are 38 stories from the sherlockbbc_fic comment fic meme. The authors are mostly anonymous. The links go to the fills themselves, and I have included the prompt (or the relevant part of the prompt) as a summary. Ratings and pairings are various, and please bear in mind that this is a kink meme and fills will probably not be safe for work. (Though I tend not to like stuff that’s really out there. I’m very sheltered.)
Title: My Phone’s on Vibrate For You 2
Author: misslucyjane
Fandom: Sherlock
Pairing: John/Sherlock
Warning/Spoilers: None.
Word Count: 2500
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Sherlock’s made a promise and he intends to keep it.
Notes: Continuing from My Phone’s On Vibrate For You. This is the PWP portion of the evening.
Title: My Phone’s on Vibrate For You
Author: misslucyjane
Fandom: Sherlock
Pairing: John/Sherlock
Warning/Spoilers: None.
Word Count: 500
Rating: R
Summary: Sherlock texts John all the time. Today’s different.
Notes: Written for this prompt from sherlockbbc_fic.
Title: Our Souls Sit Close and Silently
Author: misslucyjane
Fandom: Merlin (RPF)
Pairing: Angel/Bradley
Warning/Spoilers: None.
Word Count: 1800
Rating: PG
Summary: Angel doesn’t love Bradley the way Gwen loves Arthur.
Notes: Written for ![[info]](http://stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small}
yuletide, for thedreamygirl.
Our souls sit close and silently within
And their own webs from their own entrails spin;
And when eyes meet far off, our sense is such,
That, spider-like, we feel the tenderest touch
– John Dryden