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Shoe Deduction - Request

Requested by @kentuckyfriedcarlos:  Hello! Wondering if you could write a fanfic about Sherlock asking reader to deduce something and her being uncomfortable and unsure but he insists she tries and he is sweet about it? Thank you so much! 💚

Pairing: Sherlock x reader.

Word count: 907(Shortie)

Warnings: Un-edited.

A/N: I don’t know if this is sweet enough to fulfill the request, but it made me really happy to write it so…

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Originally posted by whenisayrunrun

Sherlock stared at the object for longer than anyone was used to. He barely blinked, and his face remained neutral as his mind wandered to every last bit of information it kept looking desperately for an answer.

(Y/N) was sitting at the opposite side of the table, analysing him. She was quiet, as usual, and she tried with all her might to keep her breath steady so Sherlock wouldn’t kick her out.

“I’m missing something…” Sherlock muttered and looked up at her.

“Maybe this isn’t a clue at all.” She suggested quietly.

“No, no.” Sherlock shook his head, “This is a clue, I just… There’s a whole; something I’m not seeing.”

“Maybe you should rest.” She whispered.

“No…” Sherlock replied absentmindedly, “I need John to help me.”

“John’s at his honey moon, remember?” Sherlock sighed heavily.

Honey moon.” He mocked bitterly, “What a bunch of crap, there are loads of criminals all over London and he prefers to go on holiday rather than…”

“With his wife.” (Y/N) interrupted, “He went on holiday with his wife.”

“Right…” Sherlock leaned back on his chair and looked around as if that would help him get to the desired result.

He needed someone smart to help him. Of course, no one had a mind such as himself but it truly helped him when someone else gave him their opinions. Without mentioning the fact that he was still missing something important, which could be something obvious to the eyes of a common citizen and that increased his need for someone else’s help.

His icy blue eyes landed on the girl sitting across from him. Her whole appearance was tidy and neat, with her hair perfectly combed and natural makeup. The clothes of a real lady, which she liked to wear during cases because it gave her more of a professional look. Sherlock tilted his head as an idea invaded his mind.

“(Y/N).” He spoke. The girl looked up at him. She had been playing with her phone.

“Sherlock.” She replied, the detective smiled slightly.

“Could you make a deduction for me?” Her posture instantly stiffened and her eyes became wider.

“M-me?” She stuttered, pointing at herself like there were a million other (Y/N)s in that room.

“Yes, you.” Sherlock stated softly.

“I don’t think I can be of much use to you, Sher.” She said.

“No,” He assured, “I actually need someone else’s opinion and you’re smart enough to do it.”

“I thought we were all idiot compared to you.” (Y/N) muttered.

“You are all idiot compared to me.” Sherlock stated, “But out of all of the idiots, you’re the less idiotic.”

(Y/N) smirked at his words. “A compliment worthy of Sherlock Holmes.” She joked.

Sherlock gave her a wide grin before going back to his serious face. “So?” He gestured at the object. (Y/N) sighed heavily and hesitated a little before she stood up and walked to his side.

Sherlock moved a little so (Y/N) had a better, more direct view of the object. The girl leaned down on the table to observe.

Shoe. It was just one shoe, the left one. High-heels, to be specific, and very tall and big ones.

“It’s uh… It’s quite a big foot for a lady.” She stuttered, “Unless she’s six feet tall, I’d say she’s actually a man.” Sherlock furrowed at her words but didn’t interrupt. “They are also quite unused so I’m guessing they’re new, although there’s…” She lifted the shoe to look at the sole, “Yup, there’s glitter there, see?” Sherlock nodded, “There are bars… Gay bars, that have glitter all over.”

“The victim was found nearby one of those bars.” Sherlock whispered and then looked up at her. “What else?”

“That’s all, I’ve got nothing more.” She confessed shyly. Sherlock nodded once more and took the shoe off her hands, returning it to its past position. (Y/N) searched for his gaze, and Sherlock noticed which resulted in a silent question from him. “Did I do right?” She asked.

Sherlock relaxed at her words. “Well, you skipped a lot of important data…” (Y/N) face fell, and Sherlock instantly changed his voice tone to a softer one, “But it was, in a way, brilliant.”

“Brilliant impersonation of an idiot?” She inquired.

“No, not at all.” Sherlock shook his head, “I thought it was a huge woman…” He confessed.

(Y/N) giggled shyly. “Maybe she is a huge woman and I am an idiot.”

It was Sherlock’s turn to laugh. “There are no registers of a woman this tall… Not in London, at least.” He said. Suddenly, his gaze changed into a different one; one that (Y/N) hadn’t ever seen on him. “You did wonderfully, dear.”

“You really think so?” (Y/N) inquired.

“Yes, I do.” Sherlock extended a hand to caress her cheek for two seconds before going back to minding his own business. “I’ll be downstairs.”

“Oh, okay.” (Y/N) whispered as Sherlock walked and disappeared through the door. “I’ll just wait here, then.”

A few seconds of silence passed, and suddenly Sherlock’s face appeared again. “You can come.” He said.

“Me?” Again, she pointed at herself.

“Yes, you.” Sherlock insisted, “I wouldn’t be able to finish this case without you, dear.” He winked at her before disappearing once more. “Bring the shoe!”

(Y/N) bit her lip happily and took the shoe before running downstairs. It was the first time Sherlock asked for her help on a case, and it wouldn’t be the last time.

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Decisions

A/N: As you know, I accidentally deleted my blog (wweoneshotsbycharlie), so I’m reposting all of my stories for you guys. Also, you can follow me on Wattpad (heyitsmecharlie), you can find my stories there as well. I hope you enjoy!
Pairings: Roman Reigns x Reader
Warnings: ———
Summary: Roman and his girlfriend (Y/N) go grocery shopping.

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Baby Girl - Supernatural x Reader - Castiel's part

Part 1 l Part 2

A/N: So uhm ok this is some kind of part three (I eventually wrote one) to the story and some kind of thing like Castiel’s ending though it is not an ending per say as I want ti make a Dean’s version too and also leave some ‘space’ for more chapters if I get ideas.

Baby Girl - Supernatural x Reader - Castiel’s part

It’s been about  three months since you had met the Winchester brothers and Castiel and since then you had joined them. It’s been quite a long time since you were in your normal-grown form and it felt kind of weird now. Though it was kind of fun too.

No, not the hunting part. That was quite dangerous and hard. It’s been a quite long time since you’ve done that too. But despite the difficulties you managed to do well.

You.

And obviously some times Castiel too, while the brothers… well you didn’t quite understand that part. They got distracted rather easily. Not during the fight; that rarely happened; but mostly when you were at the motels. And that was the funny part.

Their reactions.

You didn’t quite understand why they reacted the way they did. How Sam had reacted when he got into your motel room (after the first month Dean seemed to be too much on edge and suddenly decided that you had to take a room of your own) and instead of telling what he came in for, he started stuttering. You didn’t understand why, all you were doing was looking through your clothes for a bra to wear, your back was turned to where he stood in the door and you didn’t turn before wearing a short shirt (he wouldn’t let you otherwise and still he covered his eyes with his hand).

Or how Dean reacted when (still the first months that you stayed with them at the same room) you walked out of the shower with only a towel. All he did was look at you wide eyed before he started choking and needed Sam’s help in order to manage to breath again “There wasn’t a bigger towel ” you said trying to cover yourself as much as possible.

Luckily the towel managed to cover a few things… at least when you stood upright…

But well that was a few months ago. Now you stood at your motel room lying at the bed and reading your mother’s diary, it always helped you relax. The way she would describe every day of her life. Since the moment she was in heaven till the moment she came in earth and her life with your father. 

Memories are too precious she said especially when you live forever.

You kept reading in silence before the familiar sound of wings flapping made you look up from the diary.

“Hello (y/n)” the gruff voice of Castiel was heard.

“Hey Cas” you smiled at him as he made his way to come and sit next to you.

“How are you?” you asked.

“Good” he replied “I just came to tell you that Dean and Sam drove off to a nearby town. They had to deal with another case and Dean said that they needed to stay focused, I did not understand that part, and he added that he didn’t want to die before he got the chance to go to heaven with you although it he would most certainly go to hell for all the things he would do, and I did not grasp that part either” he added.

“Neither do I…” you said frowning “But when are they coming back?” you added.

“I do not know that, but Sam said that it wouldn’t take much time, maybe a couple of days.” he said and you nodded.

“And why didn’t you go with them?” you asked again.

“I wanted to stay here with you and if they need my help I will go, but for now the don’t” he said and you smiled.

“What are you reading?” he asked as he saw the diary.

“It’s my mother’s diary” you said “She would write since she was in heaven, how she saw humans from up there and how when she came down in earth.” you finished.

Castiel took the book and looked at it, reading a few lines “She would write so beautifully”  he said.

“Yeah” you nodded “My favorite part is when she would describe her days in heaven, it’s so beautiful up there… I just wish my angel side was awake so that I could go there some times” you said and looked down at your hands.

“(Y/n)-” Castiel started, sensing what you were about to say but you cut him off.

“No Cas just no. I know I would have to sacrifice a lot if I was to become an angel but I just… want to Cas. I want it Castiel” you said and looked at him with pleading eyes.

“I want to be able to see into other people’s soul  and make their pain go away. I want to be able to help them and heal them whenever needed. And… I know it will sound selfish, but I want to go to heaven Cas. I want to meet other angels, others that are like me and that won’t think of me as some kind of monster, because let’s be honest Castiel, to most people that know about us, despite the fact that we are angels, they think that we are like every other supernatural being that they’ve met. And I just want for once to feel the air up there Cas. I want to feel the air through my wings and I want to feel my grace and everything that my mother described it to be… and… I want to…” you hesitated for a moment “I want to meet my mate, my other half” you said and looked into Castiel’s eyes.
“(Y/n)…” he started with more hesitation but you once again cut him off.

“Don’t you, Cas?” you asked him frowning “Don’t you want to know who your other half is? The person that will understand you and you will be able to share every fear and happiness with? That will fill your grace with theirs?” you said and he looked down at the book in his hands.

“And I want to be able to see your wings Cas…” you said the last part shyly in a low voice.

“You do?” Castiel’s head snapped suddenly at your direction and you looked up to see him lightly flushed.

“Y-yes and…” you looked back down at your hands “… a-and touch them…”

“If you have no objection” you quickly added.

“N-no of course not” he said and your eyes sparked with hope.

“So you’re going to help me get my wings and awake my grace?” you asked hopefully.

“I…” he paused for a moment and looked hesitant to speak “Yes I will help you” he said before he could comprehend anything you squealed from happiness.

“Oh my, thank you so so much Castiel!” you said and hugged him tightly. 

He stood there awkwardly for a moment before he hugged back.

“You have no idea how much this means to me, thank you Castiel” you said and grabbed his face and kissed his slightly pink cheeks.

You pulled away and you were smiling widely at him.

“Then I-I should go and the Heavenly Host if they will be able to do something ab-” he started but you cut him off again.

“Can I come with you?” you asked him and although hi had some difficulty in agreeing he finally gave in.

Castiel took you up to heaven you couldn’t help but stare at everything and everyone in awe. You couldn’t help it. Everything was just like your mother had described it to be. When Castiel went inside a big building you stood outside and kept looking at your surroundings. What caught your attention was a beautiful garden with all kind of flowers. You went there and stood there admiring them for a while when something else caught your attention this time. And that’s how it went for almost the half day. You got fascinated just by the smallest of things and ran immediately from one thing to the other, and although you felt a pair of eyes watching you, you didn’t care but continued being yourself.

Now you stood at small corner of heaven that you had always wished you could visit. It was a small garden where your mother would spent most of her time and it was just as she had described it. There were a few trees that provided a cool shade which you needed as you sat down on the grass; enjoying the soft air that made your wet hair dry.

You had to admit, although playing with the water of the fountain was fun now you had started to regret it as you started feeling a little bit cold, nonetheless you enjoyed the view.

You watched the view with a smile when a voice was heard “Nice view, eh?”.

You turned to look at a man walk towards you. He had golden-brown hair and whiskey-colored eyes that went along with a smirk on his face. He, unlike most, was dressed in casual clothes but that was not what made your eyes widen. No. It was his six, big golden wings.

You had no idea how long you’ve been staring at his wings before you felt him wave a hand in front of your face “Hello, heaven to (y/n)! You here kiddo?” he asked and you suddenly composed yourself.

“Oh I uhm, I’m sorry” you said giving him a sheepish smile; blushing.

“But how do you know my name?” you asked after a while.

“Everybody knows you cupcake. And well allow me especially to know a few more things about you.” he said and winked at you making you blush.

“Name’s Gabriel, by the way” he said and extended a hand and you looked up from yours and shook it.

“You already know my name” you said and he chuckled.

From then on you kept talking with him for a hours and much to your surprise you had a lot in common. And as you kept talking you couldn’t help but occasionally glance at his wings and wonder how soft they might be. And he noticed that quickly, so the conversation ended up with both of you talking about angel’s wings.

You told him how much you couldn’t wait to get your angel side awakened and have your own wings and he told how it would be to have them.

“And this side of the wings is really ticklish” he said pointing to a side of his wings  "So just the smallest touch would-“ he started speaking again but immediately was stopped by an almost-girly giggle that escaped his throat as you slightly touched the place where he had pointed.

Suddenly a huge mischievous grin spread on your face "Oh no! No (y/n), no don’t-” Gabriel started but was suddenly cut off by a fit of laughter that escaped his throat as you started tickling the sides of the wings that he had said were the most ticklish.

Gabriel kept begging for you to stop but you didn’t and just kept tickling him; as both of you had ended up lying on the grass and Gabriel couldn’t stop the tears to run from the laughter.

“Ughm” someone was heard clearing their throat and both you and Gabriel looked up  "Sorry for interrupting, but (y/n) we have to go" Castiel said in a more serious voice than ever, his eyes darker than you had ever seen them be.

“Oh ok then” you said and got up as Gabriel did the same “What happened, did they agree?” you asked Castiel and he nodded.

“Yes, in a few days we will come back and then you will have your grace” he said though he eyes stayed focused on Gabriel’s hand on your waist.

“But now we have to go” he added and you nodded.

“See you in a few days Gabe” you said and gave him a peck on the chick before you made your way to Cas.

“See ya sweet-cheeks” he waved you goodbye as he winked and Cas took a hold of your hand (a little harder than he should) and transported you to your motel room.

Once you got to your motel room it was night, obviously you had stayed more up there than you thought.

“Sorry” Castiel said as soon as he released his tight grip on your  hand.

“It’s ok” you said and grabbed a towel heading for the bathroom “You’re really cute when you’re jealous” you said closing the door behind you and….

… did you just wink at him?

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Today, we all thrilled to bring you a (long-delayed!) conversation with the amazing @jlalafics. Enjoy, I know I did :)


I have so been looking forward to chatting with you! So to start, can you tell me how you found your way into the HG fandom?

I watched the trailer for the first movie and I was thought, “This is interesting. I should pick up the book.” Then I like read all of them by the time the movie came out. Even made my husband and mom read them too!

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