Finally back from vacation and over jetlag enough to be coherent. Thanks to everyone for the kind wishes! Special thanks also need to go out to
methylviolet10b for holding down the fort while I was away and to
tweedisgood for meeting me in London for dim sum and fantastic conversation. This comm and all of you guys are the best! It's so good to be home.
Bit of a dark set for catching up, but hey, we read about murder, it's not all going to be sunshine. A hint: for those looking for sunshine, stick to the middle one for STOC. :)
Canon Story: The Speckled Band
Title: Strength
Author:
spacemutineer
Rating: R
Warnings: implied rape
Author's Note: The poor Stoker girls, trapped with that lunatic Roylott. So creepy. Seems like even Holmes was holding back on what really happened behind those closed doors.
"...he hardly knows his own strength."
No, Roylott knew exactly his own strength in that moment. Indeed, that was the point. The angle and pattern of bruising could mean nothing less: up-facing fingertip impressions made forcing her arms above her head, and the wider, flatter marks on the sides of her hands left when he crushed them against the headboard.
Canon Story: The Stockbroker's Clerk
Title: Return
Author:
spacemutineer
Rating: G
"I trust that you don't consider your collection closed."
"Not at all. I should wish nothing better than to have some more of such experiences."
"To-day, for example?"
"Yes, to-day, if you like."
"And as far off as Birmingham?"
"Certainly, if you wish it."
"...if you like." "...if you wish it."
I liked nothing more. I wished for nothing else.
Much later, when I was the one away and missing for far, far too long, I wondered what Watson would say upon my return. Three months apart or three years apart, his answer remained gloriously the same.
"When you like and where you like."
Canon Story: A Study in Scarlet
Title: Stranger
Author:
spacemutineer
Rating: PG-13
I was no stranger to death, my enemy in a long war fought on dusty battlefields and candlelit bedsides. No, I was death's intimate then, but it was my first brush with murder. After all I'd seen, somehow I thought it would be the same, that it would make sense to me. I never made that mistake again.
Bit of a dark set for catching up, but hey, we read about murder, it's not all going to be sunshine. A hint: for those looking for sunshine, stick to the middle one for STOC. :)
Canon Story: The Speckled Band
Title: Strength
Author:
Rating: R
Warnings: implied rape
Author's Note: The poor Stoker girls, trapped with that lunatic Roylott. So creepy. Seems like even Holmes was holding back on what really happened behind those closed doors.
"...he hardly knows his own strength."
No, Roylott knew exactly his own strength in that moment. Indeed, that was the point. The angle and pattern of bruising could mean nothing less: up-facing fingertip impressions made forcing her arms above her head, and the wider, flatter marks on the sides of her hands left when he crushed them against the headboard.
Canon Story: The Stockbroker's Clerk
Title: Return
Author:
Rating: G
"I trust that you don't consider your collection closed."
"Not at all. I should wish nothing better than to have some more of such experiences."
"To-day, for example?"
"Yes, to-day, if you like."
"And as far off as Birmingham?"
"Certainly, if you wish it."
"...if you like." "...if you wish it."
I liked nothing more. I wished for nothing else.
Much later, when I was the one away and missing for far, far too long, I wondered what Watson would say upon my return. Three months apart or three years apart, his answer remained gloriously the same.
"When you like and where you like."
Canon Story: A Study in Scarlet
Title: Stranger
Author:
Rating: PG-13
I was no stranger to death, my enemy in a long war fought on dusty battlefields and candlelit bedsides. No, I was death's intimate then, but it was my first brush with murder. After all I'd seen, somehow I thought it would be the same, that it would make sense to me. I never made that mistake again.
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Date: 2012-06-07 08:58 pm (UTC)I was death's intimate then, but it was my first brush with murder. Wonderful turn of phrase.
Thursday, June 7th, 2012
Date: 2012-06-08 01:44 am (UTC)Thursday, June 7th, 2012
Date: 2012-06-08 01:44 am (UTC)Thursday, June 7th, 2012
Date: 2012-06-08 01:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-06-09 09:32 am (UTC)These might be very dark, but there's also a lot of heart in all of them. A deep warmth of character that I find rather soothing.
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Date: 2012-06-10 08:59 pm (UTC)And thank you so much for the very kind compliment! Coming from you, with your compact power, that means a quite a lot. :)
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Date: 2012-06-10 09:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-06-10 09:06 pm (UTC)Seriously, thank you so much for this comment. That's exactly what I am always trying to go for, that heart in the characters. It delights me that you got that out of them, even through the dark themes. Thank you!
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Date: 2012-06-10 09:30 pm (UTC)Seriously, that character setting is why I overcame my initial disinterest in the stories. Everybody can solve those mysteries, the hints for most are given explicitely. The relations between the characters though, and the depths of understanding, and the things that go unsaid, all that is very rare. I like the feeling of being welcome at 221B. Or at least of fitting in.
On second thought, that would give Holmes another reason for distrusting women. Bwahaha.