Form/Word count: 303
Characters/Pairing: Mr Sherlock Holmes, Dr John Watson, Inspector G Lestrade, Mrs Hudson, Inspector Stanley Hopkins
Warning/Content: In which Mrs Hudson disapproves of her tenants' behaviour once again.
( To an outsider )
Form/Word count: 362
Characters/Pairing: Mr Sherlock Holmes, Dr John Watson, Inspector Lestrade, Inspector Stanley Hopkins, Mrs Hudson
Warning/Content: Holmes is once more trying to get something past Mrs Hudson
Follows on directly from Where Is He?
Written in response to DW's Watson's Woes July Writing Prompt
( Very sweet )
Content Notes: Hopkins/Holmes; Lestrade/Watson; part of the Broom Cupboard 'verse by thesmallhobbit
Summary: Mrs. Hudson has a quiet Mother's Day.
Author's Note: for monthly prompt: flowers & Mother's Day in the US is next Sunday.
Prompt by thesmallhobbit: Sherlock Holmes (ACD): It's gone very quiet in the broom cupboard lately. Have the Holmes/Hopkins and Watson/Lestrade partnerships moved elsewhere, or has Mrs Hudson finally bought the unpickable lock?
( Read more... )
Form/Wordcount: 500 words
Characters/Pairings: Mrs. Hudson, Holmes, Watson, Lestrade
Author’s Notes: Written for the March Prompt: Temptations. Crack. And this is a crossover with... Well, I think it's probably self-evident ^^
( The Strange Case of Dr. Watson and Mr. Holmes )
Content Notes: Jealous Holmes, POV Holmes.
Summary: Lestrade tempts Watson from Holmes's side.
Author's Note: More Biblical temptations. This time from the New Testament. The first temptation of Jesus in the desert; Holmes quotes Matthew 4:4.
( Read more... )
Characters/Pairings: Sherlock Holmes, John Watson, Inspector Lestrade
Summary: True friends make a time of temptation easier on a fellow.
Author's Notes: For the March 2017 Holmes Minor Monthly Prompt, “Temptations.” The title comes from a droll description of a cigarette from the 1800s: “A fire on one end and a fool on the other.”
Lent may be good for the soul but craving what you can’t have plays the devil with my body.
It’s the same every year: Shrove Tuesday is my last tobacco till Easter. Not a pipestem, cigar-end nor cigarette touches my lips during those weeks – and not a pinch of snuff goes near my nose either.
Helen says the not-smoking makes my kisses sweeter. She’s certainly happy to prove it during that time. But I hate to say that the craving overcomes even that nice little extra.
Makes it hard for me to look down on cokies and opium-smokers – not when I lie awake at night keeping myself from sneaking out of bed to light one up, not when my hands twitch around the pipes and cigarettes puffing all around me at the station and the streets.
To my own surprise, I’ve found that 221b Baker Street is my haven at such times, and I’ve learned to head there like a scalded cat at the first sign of a curious crime.
Oh, Mr. Holmes and Dr. Watson love their pipes and cigars as much as any red-blooded man in London does. But Mr. Holmes is that perceptive, you see. He knows me secret. I give him a call that I’m coming over in a half-hour with a juicy tidbit for him. I don’t know how he does it – his chemistry set must factor in somehow – but when I arrive I can’t see nor smell a whiff of baccy anywhere. But there they both are, offering me one of the landlady’s scones and a cup of tea that washes out the taste of the Scotland Yard swill if it’s daytime, and some very good brandy if it’s a bit later in the day. And neither of ‘em touch a cigar nor pipe themselves while I’m there, which is something only a real friend does. Temptation removed makes it a sight easier.
And the first time I come ‘round their way after Easter, they don’t let me cross the threshold into the parlour before offering me one of their best cigars.
I’m still tempted every year this time. But it’s become a sight easier.
Form/Wordcount: 462 words
Characters/Pairings: Holmes, Watson, Hopkins, Lestrade
Author’s Notes: Written for the December Prompt: Gift. O wad some Power the giftie gie us/ To see oursels as ithers see us! [Robert Burns]
( Just Fancy )
Characters/Pairings: Dr John Watson/Inspector Lestrade, Mr Sherlock Holmes/Inspector Stanley Hopkins
Warnings/Content: Written for watsons_woes monthly prompt "Treat". BroomCupboard!Verse (i.e. crack) in which Watson has to dress as Lestrade's bride in order to solve the case.
The Case of the Dodgy Vicar
Characters/Pairings: Mr Sherlock Holmes, Dr John Watson, Mrs Hudson, Inspector Lestrade
Warnings/Content: Written for the "Spirit" prompt - let the reader beware! Watson is unsettled, but is there a reason for it?
( I was never entirely sure )
Form/Wordcount: 200 + 100 + 60 + 6
Characters/Pairings: Dr John Watson; Mr Sherlock Holmes; Inspector Lestrade; Mrs Hudson
Warnings/Content: The latest case as seen by various of the participants.
Dr John Watson
( 200 words )
( 100 words )
Mr Sherlock Holmes
( 60 words )
( 6 words )
Summary: Two limericks about the April Activity illustrations.
There once was a handsome cab
Ever ready for Holmes to grab
“When game’s a-loose,
I only want to deduce,
but Watson won’t ride in chariots drab!”
Criss-crossing London it roams
Streets, narrow and dark, it combs
"Oy, Watson, a clue?"
"No, 'strade, a horseshoe
Engraved 'Property of Sherlock Holmes!'”
Form/Wordcount: Fic, 221b
Characters/Pairings: Sherlock Holmes, Dr. Watson, Inspector Lestrade
Author’s Notes: Everyone’s clearly a little bored when this case crops up. For the April prompt for Holmes Minor.
The old man who’d shouted in such a hale fashion sprinted after the receding hansom bearing a silhouetted figure, with a spryness that belied his decrepit appearance.
Watson and Lestrade watched this spectacle in stunned wonder for seven seconds before turning to look at each other. Lestrade reached for his waistcoat.
Much later Holmes related to his two friends the chase he’d had to make as no cabs would stop for him – through mud and street-filth, nearly waylaid by pedestrians and police alike, nearly running straight into a lamp-post at one point.
“A full mile, at least,” the sleuth responded when the Inspector asked how long he’d managed to keep up the chase. “But in ten minutes I’d caught up enough to climb aboard the rear of the cab, for the remainder of the ride to the station, where I lost myself in the crowd to follow him.”
“Ten minutes for a mile or so, you say?” Watson said, and grinned. Lestrade's face fell.
Holmes looked at both. “What the deuce is wrong with you two?”
Watson turned to the police inspector and held out his hand as a chagrined Lestrade fumbled with another waistcoat pocket. “Told you he’d keep that pace up for at least a mile, and he’d do it under a quarter-hour. You lose the bet.”
Characters/Pairings: Mrs Hudson, mention of Mr Holmes, Dr Watson, Insp Lestrade, Insp Hopkins
Warnings/Content: Mrs Hudson is outling the additional charges to Mr Holmes' rent this month
Author’s Notes: A Broom Cupboard fic.
With thanks to gardnerhill for The Red Circle: Location Scouts and scfrankles for Canon Discussion: The Mazarin Stone for providing the inspiration.
( Dear Mr Holmes )
Characters/Pairings: Holmes, Watson, Lestrade, Hopkins, Hudson, Mouselet
Warnings/Content: Minor drooling
Author’s Notes: Mouselet's take on the March prompt "Small but perfectly formed"
( Hello, my name is Mouselet. )