Bag of Tigers

Fandom: Sherlock Holmes (book canon)
Rating: G
Setting: During "The Adventure of the Empty House"
Characters: Sherlock Holmes, Sebastian Moran
Primary Pairings: Sherlock Holmes/Sebastian Moran
Warnings: Spoilers for "The Adventures of the Empty House"
Word Count: 284

General Summary: A take on the conclusion of "The Adventure of the Empty House" as seen through the eyes of Colonel Sebastian Moran.

Author’s Note: Originally posted to Tumblr on 21 February 2011
 

“You fiend. You clever, clever fiend!“ Struggling up from his knees, Sebastian Moran met the cool grey gaze of the man standing over him with desperate eyes.

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Afterhours

Fandom: Good Omens
Rating: G
Characters: Aziraphale, Crowley
Primary Pairings: Aziraphale/Crowley
Word Count: 247 

General Summary: A brief moment from one of Aziraphale and Crowley's late night drink meet-ups at the back of the bookshop.

Author’s Note: This was originally posted to Tumblr in February of 2011.


"What are you thinking?"

"What?" Crowley frowned, the jet arches of his eyebrows angling downwards as his eyes, hidden, as always, behind dark sunglasses worked on focusing themselves on the figure opposite him.

"You're thinking about something." Aziraphale held his glass up to the light shed by a bare bulb in the back of the store as he poured himself another drink. "What is it?"

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An Evening Ritual

Fandom: Sherlock (BBC) 
Rating: G to very mild T (maybe)
Characters: Mycroft Holmes, Unnamed Second Character (low-key implied to be Greg Lestrade)
Primary Pairings: Mycroft Holmes/Greg Lestrade (technically unnamed, but implied low-key)
Word Count: 489

General Summary: Watching Mycroft Holmes undress is somehow mesmerising in the same way that a tamed cobra rising from a basket is graceful.

Author’s Note: This was originally posted on Tumblr on 15 July 2011 as a mildly serious response to a very silly song lyric prompt.


Watching Mycroft Holmes undress is mesmerising.

It took longer than it probably should have for you to admit it to yourself, but it is.

As usual, you arrived several minutes early to the expensive flat located at the address that he forced you to memorise several months ago, when all of this started, and as usual, he arrived half a minute late, though you don’t dare mention it to him. There is a brief exchange over the telephone about arranging dinner later, and then, like clockwork the ritual of undressing.

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Scratching the Itch

Fandom: BBC Sherlock
Rating: G
Setting: Dark Dog Days universe
Characters: Sherlock Holmes
Word Count: 272

General Summary: Sherlock Holmes usually reserves his mind for interesting cases, but occasionally he takes whatever he can get just to get a fix.

Author’s Note: This was originally posted to Tumblr on 17 July 2011.


“How long?”

“About four hours." Lestrade’s voice was barely audible over the sound of the corpse on the floor.

In an instant, Sherlock Holmes was on his knees and long nimble fingers were everywhere at once; poking, prodding, turning up fabric folds, and to a certain degree aching to be free of their sterile latex coverings (but procedure is procedure, and the latex stays on).

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First Impressions

Fandom: Inception
Rating: T
Setting: Pre-Canon
Characters: Arthur, Dom Cobb, Eames
Primary Pairings: Arthur/Eames
Word Count: 569

General Summary: Arthur and Cobb meet Eames for the first time in dreamspace, despite Arthur's objections.

Author’s Note: I first posted this piece on Tumblr on 20 July 2011.


“I’ll have you know that I think this is a horrible idea." Arthur glared at Cobb from across the table. "You don’t even know what this new guy looks like, and you’re having us accept an in-dream drop off from him.”

“It was the only way he would go for." Cobb replied bluntly.

It was reckless. Arthur shook his head and stood up. "I’m going for a walk around." When Cobb didn’t respond, he headed out to the hotel lobby.

It was beyond reckless. Even for Cobb, king of reckless stupidity in the face of all rational decisions. Gritting his teeth, Arthur chided himself for being overly critical of his friend.

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The Bleeding Hours

Fandom: BBC Sherlock
Rating: G to T-ish
Setting: Twisted Sinews universe, Pre-Canon
Characters: Jim Moriarty
Word Count: 451

General Summary: Jim Moriarty wasn't an alcoholic, not properly anyway. Only bored.

Author’s Note: I originally posted this piece on Tumblr on 24 July 2011.

Tilting his head back, Jim felt the scotch seeping through his system, slowly warming his cold blood. One would never tell just by looking at him, but Jim was one of those quiet, early morning drinkers - the kind that spend the long hours between dawn and waking hours drinking themselves into a sort of quiet oblivion, all the while looking for a reason not to drink, but never quite finding it.

He wasn’t an alcoholic, he knew, not properly anyway. He could stop drinking, but he didn’t really want to - was almost afraid to stop. He didn’t even get drunk properly, like most people did. He never felt the need to fall unconscious, or be riotously funny, or even god-like. He just was.

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Homesickness

Fandom: Sherlock Holmes (general Victorian era)
Rating: G
Setting: During the Great Hiatus
Characters: Sherlock Holmes, John Watson
Word Count: 378

General Summary: It is raining in London, and Doctor John Watson misses his friend. Meanwhile, Sherlock Holmes is alive and well, and very much misses London and the doctor.

Author’s Note: I originally posted this to Tumblr on 27 July 2011.


It was raining in London, and Dr. John Watson found himself once more stopping in the street, his collar turned up against the damp, hat pulled down low over his brow, but failing to prevent streams of water from forming on the back of his neck and his face. Frozen in place, he gazed up against the rain at the distant window of his old lodgings at Baker Street.

This was the third such moment in the past week, and probably the hundredth since he had been forced to bury Mary. Mary who he had tried in vain to save. Mary who had loved him despite his need to constantly be by the side of one Mr. Sherlock Holmes.

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Everyday Devices

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After the Fall

Fandom: Sherlock Holmes (book canon)
Rating: G
Setting: The Great Hiatus
Characters: Sherlock Holmes, Sebastian Moran
Primary Pairings: Sherlock Holmes/Sebastian Moran
Secondary Pairings: Sebastian Moran/James Moriarty (implied)
Word Count: 269

General Summary: For three nights after the disaster at the Reichenbach Falls, Sherlock Holmes and Sebastian Moran stayed together in a cave camouflaged against the sheer cliff face.

Author’s Note: I originally posted this on Tumblr on 3 August 2011.


It was cool in the cavern behind the Falls. Almost impossible to hear, but it was at least cool. Then again, thought Sebastian Moran as he sat staring out at the pounding water that had claimed his employer and sometime friend, nearly anything was cool compared to the feverish heat of the slender form that moulded itself to his bare back.

He exhaled. Moments like this were rare. Holmes was not tender, but Moran didn’t mind that.

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Brother Mine

Fandom: BBC Sherlock
Rating: T
Setting: Dark Dog Days universe
Characters: Mycroft Holmes, Sherlock Holmes
Warnings: Drug use, implied overdose, implied drug addiction
Word Count: 613

General Summary: Mycroft Holmes has long grown used to his younger brother's habits, and has made a habit of being there when no one else can or dares.

Author’s Note: I originally posted this piece in August 2011, and it was later decided by myself and my collaborator to be part of the Dark Dog Days universe series.


The first thing that hit Mycroft as he entered the basement flat was the smell, one of those sickly-sweet odours that hung heavily in the air and clung to the every fibre of his clothes and each strand of his hair like a swarm of insects.

1. Decomposition, several days old.
2. Odour has permeated the entire flat, but has not begun to bother the neighbours yet.
3. Conclusion: Abandoned experiment. Probably in the kitchen.

The flat itself was a catastrophe of broken glass and papers even in the most traversable areas, and as Mycroft picked his way across the room, he carefully stepped over what appeared to be a box full of preserved cat foetuses.

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