Sherlock fic: Saint Bartholomew

May 21, 2019 09:29

Title: Saint Bartholomew
Author: Ariane DeVere
Word count: 221 (+ 221B Author’s Note)
Rating: G (though the AN goes a bit potentially PG)
Warnings, kinks and contents: So much fluff (literally) that it’ll make your teeth rot.

Summary: Sherlock rarely reveals much about his youth. When John finds out something about his childhood and makes a nice ( Read more... )

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rifleman_s May 21 2019, 10:57:29 UTC
"...Sherlock would have grabbed Bartholomew, gone round to John’s flat and stood outside holding up the bear and looking mournful until John broke off his relationship with Mary, packed his bags, dragged Sherlock home and the two of them didn’t leave the bedroom for days."

Most definitely!!

It was a lovely tale, though; I'm delighted you're still writing in this fandom!!

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arianedevere May 21 2019, 11:29:57 UTC
Aww, thank you, honey! I don't get inspired as often as I would like, but it's lovely when I suddenly get an "Oooh!" moment and dive for the nearest keyboard and/or notebook.

I wasn't sure that this one was the best idea and that it was overly fluffy, but then I thought, "Don't care," and went with it anyway. I suspect, however, that the majority of readers will be more excited by the suggestions in the Author's Note!

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lijahlover May 21 2019, 21:16:29 UTC
Awwwww thank you so much.

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arianedevere May 22 2019, 08:04:38 UTC
Glad you liked it!

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chocolamousse May 21 2019, 22:03:16 UTC
Rating: G (though the AN goes a bit potentially PG)
PG??? Ooooooh, you saucy girl! :D

He persuaded me to get rid of it.
Mycroft, you heartless bastard.

Saint Bartholomew the teddy bear.
Awww... Also, it's a good thing Sherlock and John didn't meet at Westminster Public Mortuary.

had I had more than 221 words to play with, Sherlock would have grabbed Bartholomew, gone round to John’s flat and stood outside holding up the bear and looking mournful until John broke off his relationship with Mary, packed his bags, dragged Sherlock home and the two of them didn’t leave the bedroom for days.
Aaaaah, I love this idea! And hey, now that the 221B is done you can have all the words you want, don't you? ;-)

Actually, John probably wouldn’t stop to pack his bags.
Ooooh, that's the reason why he keeps his shirts folded... ready to pack. It's obvious now.

It's lovely to hear from you again and I can't wait to read this 20,000-word story about Sherlock camping under John's windows! :D

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arianedevere May 22 2019, 08:19:38 UTC
You know how normally I would respond to a comment like your last sentence with, "Yeah, like that's gonna happen" and my constant refrain of "I don't do sequels"?

Ahem. *braces self* It might happen. Not the camping under the window but a couple of people commenting on the AO3 version of this story made some wonderful suggestions about what might have happened between the second and third sections of the story, and VerityBun pricked up her ears and said excitedly, "Ooh, that would make a great angst story!" and nibbled the heck out of my toes. She loves angst. Sadly she doesn't love writing angst - just prompts me like crazy and then buggers off and leaves me to it ( ... )

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chocolamousse May 22 2019, 19:55:32 UTC
And if I get it right it'll break your heart, so just be careful what you wish for!
THIS IS NOT WHAT I WISHED FOR. On the other hand, I totally wish for the proper sequel, the one with a happy ending, so I guess I'll have to read the whole thing. But only if there's an author's note in the angsty midquel, saying, "No don't cry it's okay wait for the fluffy next part." You won't fool me again, DeVere.

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