violsva: The words "towsell-mowsell on a sopha"; a reference to The Comfortable Courtesan (towsell-mowsell)
Title: The Langham
Rating: E
Universe: ACD Sherlock Holmes/BBC Sherlock crossover
Character(s): Mary Morstan, Mary Morstan
Summary: On the worst night of Mary’s life, someone appears in her hotel room.
And identity is funny being yourself is funny as you are never yourself to yourself except as you remember yourself and then of course you do not believe yourself. --Gertrude Stein
Warnings/Enticements: Femslash, Angst, Crack taken seriously, Victorian attitudes, Selfcest
Word Count: 7393

On AO3

Femslash June: for when you like Femslash February but you don't write fast enough.
violsva: Sidney Paget illustration of Watson reading, with the caption "Winner, JWP 2016" (watson's woes)
Title: Plots of Sax
Rating: T
Universe: Biscuitverse (BBC Sherlock)
Character(s): Sherlock Holmes, John Watson, Mary Morstan
Summary: For once it’s not (entirely) autocorrect’s fault.
Warnings/Enticements: Polyamory, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Texting, Humour
Word Count: 596

On AO3
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So Wits on Tap is a poetry remix challenge run by [ profile] redscudery, and I remixed Paid Down More Penitence by PorcupineGirl into Work, Learn. I don’t know what the hell the rhyme scheme thinks it’s doing, but it is at least a sonnet.
violsva: Sidney Paget illustration of Holmes and Watson, seated, with the caption "Cut out the poetry, Watson" (Holmes)
So I was thinking about how you don’t really see recs for very short fic, which is a shame because short fics are amazing, and one of the things I love about fandom is that it has an accepted place for really really short fiction.

And it’s International Fanworks Day. And I started putting together a list. And then I realized that a lot of these shared a theme.

Holmes fandom has multiple - numerous -

Excellent Epistolary Fics Under 1000 Words

Songs of Spring by Waid
“At this period of my life the good Watson had passed almost beyond my ken. An occasional week-end visit was the most that I ever saw of him. Thus I must act as my own chronicler. Ah! had he but been with me, how much he might have made of so wonderful a happening and of my eventual triumph against every difficulty!”

Holmes sends the manuscript of The Lion’s Mane to the absent Watson. But perhaps his absence isn’t as longterm as all that.

[Retirement fix-it fic. Holmes writes a love letter. It’s not exactly his area of expertise.]

A Less Than Final Stop by JaneTurenne
Shortly after The Waterfall, John Watson begins sending telegrams.

[Hiatus fix-it fic. I’ve spent most of the past week in LJ Holmes fandom nostalgia. Things like this are why.]

Unsent by hardboiledbaby
Epistolary ficlet set during the hiatus.

[Holmes wants to express sympathy. And something else.]

Chimera by stardust_made
Holmes writes a predestined letter.

[Self awareness is what I look for in a Holmes, maybe more than anything else.]

A very short exploration of phone (actually telegraphic) sex and orgasm control, in which this title is several times longer than the fic itself. by Skud

[Your reccer regrets nothing.]

And one Sherlock fic:

Half Midnight In The Arse-Crack Of Winter by faerymorstan
A brief interlude in a roller skating bar. Yknow. Like ya do.

[Probably better in context, but I couldn’t leave it out when it’s for me. <3]
violsva: Sidney Paget illustration of Holmes and Watson, seated, with the caption "Cut out the poetry, Watson" (Holmes)
If he laid on his left side, the damaged muscles in his shoulder protested at the weight. The obvious solution seemed to be to sleep on his right, but when he did he invariably woke up with a cramp in his leg—he’d limped on that side for too long for it ever to be fully pain-free again. If he was twenty years younger he would’ve slept on his stomach, but he wasn’t, so he slept on his back. Which would’ve been fine, if it weren’t for the dreams. Therapists, fellow doctors, friends: everyone told him that bad dreams weren’t dependent on the position in which he slept, but they were wrong. All of his nightmares ended with him flat on his back, staring up at the ceiling.

He never told Mary, not in so many words, because what was the point? She couldn’t solve any of his problems, physical or otherwise. But after a few months of sleeping together he realized that she knew. He still had the bad dreams, but now, whenever he woke from them, she was there, a hand on his arm, skin touching skin, comforting and calming him enough that he could finally sleep in peace.

(i would write the part with room for sherlock but basically that’s already half of my posted works on AO3)

She’d trained herself to wake up as soon as the nightmares started. She didn’t always know where she’d be sleeping, or with whom, and wakefulness was better than having to explain screaming at night. Even in her new civilian life, she didn’t want to have that conversation with casual boyfriends. Easier to avoid any mention of it, any memories from it.

So when her dream-self saw lightning, or dark empty hallways, or felt the solid comfort of a gun in her hand, she woke up at once. Every time.

John didn’t. John, she knew without asking, lived through all of his awful memories again some nights, unable to stop them. Usually it was Afghanistan, now. So she tried to fall asleep facing him, touching him, so when he woke up he knew she was there.

And when she woke up she was looking right at him, every time, and knew where she was, and who she was, and why she was here.

Sherlock never slept in John and Mary’s bed. The activities in which the three of them engaged after the baby went to bed always energized him rather than tiring him out, so he didn’t need to sleep in the space they left for him, though sometimes he liked to stay and watch them breathe. John twitched when he had nightmares; Mary’s body grew rigid and tried to draw in on itself, as if she could make herself small enough to escape from whatever pursued her. Early on he tried drugging them both into a more restful slumber, but his efforts had not been well-received, so he learned other ways to soothe: deep, soft whispers, a gentle nudge, the sound of his violin playing from the next room. When it seemed they both had a particularly unsettled night, he would take care of the baby’s breakfast and morning routine for them, letting them sleep as long as possible after the sun rose, when they transitioned into better dreams. No one ever mentioned any of this, but they all knew they had found the best arrangement possible for three people who’d once been so thoroughly alone.

(Miss Davis, if you see this and want it down/elsewhere just tell me <3)
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So I’ve just finished rereading The Seven-Per-Cent Solution by Nicholas Meyer, and it is an excellent story and I love it, but it did remind me of something.

Because it has a swordfight on the roof of a moving train. And Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Holmes by Loren D. Estleman has a high speed hansom cab chase through London. These are not isolated examples. (And in BBC Sherlock, of course, Dr. Watson commits more murders in the first two episodes than he does in all of the canonical stories combined.)

And a claim I see a lot is that fangirls make everything about romance. Which is not completely inaccurate.

But fanboys tend to make everything about ridiculous action movie scenes. Which isn’t any more in the spirit of the originals, really.
violsva: Sidney Paget illustration of Holmes and Watson, seated, with the caption "Cut out the poetry, Watson" (Holmes)
Title: In Confidence
Author: Violsva
Fandom: BBC Sherlock (I don't actually like the show! I just keep writing about it. /o\)
Rating: T
Warnings/Enticements: Femslash, Het
Word Count: 4911
Summary: After Jim, Molly gets much better at telling when people have secrets.
Notes: For Pridelolly.

On AO3
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I got three lovely Yuletide gifts, and yes I am ridiculously lucky.

whistling through these driftwood bones by lady_peony, which is about Miranda (from The Tempest) and is magical and poetic and brilliant.

A Girl Worth Fighting For by prettysophist, which has Mulan! Managing to be perfect and realizing she doesn't have to be and cross-dressing and in love.

Thorns by wolfraven80, which has Morwen and Telemain being decidedly Morwen and Telemain -ish. It's so very much of the Enchanted Forest.

And I wrote one fic, and four drabbles.

My Assignment: Resources and Rescues for coyotegestalt - Cimorene and Morwen talk and run into someone. This was lots of fun.

Drabbles: 12 Dancing Princesses (angsty)
The Man From U.N.C.L.E. (2015) (porn)
Howl's Moving Castle (parenting)
Scott Pilgrim (female friendship)

And they all seem to have been pretty well-received.

And I also wrote Mine Is Forever, a short sequel to Just How This Would End, for Consulting Piskies for Christmas. Because I have a girlfriend, you guys. <3_<3

And I have two BBC Sherlock ficlets hanging around that I think I haven't mentioned here. (I am writing this while pretending that half of my tumblr dash isn't off watching the special. I find the contrast between the Victorian trappings and the BBC actors and characterization to be really upsetting somehow.) Anyway. All Was Absolute Silence Behind Us is a missing scene for Faerymorstan's fix-it Johnlockary Biscuitverse, and Utility is basically a meta theory in drabble form.
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 From this post. @sherlollymouse, your fault (also, hi! I’m Vi.)

Irene would do sex ed and advocate keeping sex work safe as well as legalizing it 

“So.” Irene slaps her palm with a riding crop. “We normally don’t talk about politics on these shows. At least, most of us don’t.”

Cut to Mycroft rolling his eyes. Mycroft may be tied to a bed at the time. Cut back.

“But there’s a very important issue I need to bring to your attention. Many of you may believe certain stereotypes about sex workers.

I am lucky. I have stability. An established position. Bargaining power. Most sex workers don’t.

“But all of us deserve safe working conditions. No matter who we are, where we’re from, or what we do.”

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Based on this edit

She found the body herself. She’d hoped he wouldn’t have -

What a disgusting thought. She called the appropriate people, and the undertakers, and the funeral directors. She attended the appropriate events. She didn’t cry publicly, but no amount of makeup would prevent her from looking strained.

She took two days off. Then she returned to work, and set to it.

It had been a mistake on Magnussen’s part, she told herself. He didn’t have any hold over her now. There was no reason for her to cater to him. And she had nothing else to focus on, except her work.


Jun. 2nd, 2015 05:58 pm
violsva: Sidney Paget illustration of Holmes and Watson, seated, with the caption "Cut out the poetry, Watson" (Holmes)
So my brain picked the worst possible time (March) to decide it wanted to write BBC Sherlock fic.

Title: Network
Author: Violsva
Fandom: Sherlock BBC
Rating: T
Warnings/Enticements: Angst, Mental Health Issues, Stream of Consciousness, References to Self Harm and Drug Use
Word Count: 1004
Summary: This was all so much easier before he cared about people.

On AO3.

Title: Busy
Author: Violsva
Fandom: Sherlock BBC
Rating: E
Warnings/Enticements: Cunnilingus
Word Count: 401
Summary: Taking advantage of time off.

On AO3.

Title: Little More
Author: Violsva
Fandom: Sherlock BBC
Rating: E
Warnings/Enticements: Kinky Sex
Word Count: 1133
Summary: Sally is hesitant. She knows Molly isn't.

On AO3.
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Sherlock is sitting in the back of an ambulance, being questioned. “History of military service,” he says. “Nerves of steel…”

And he sees the blonde figure casually standing behind the police cars.

It makes no sense.

But he says, “Actually, you know what, ignore me,” and jumps down.

He strides past the police.

Mary smiles at him. “Are you all right? Sergeant Donovan’s just been explaining things to me…”

“Good shot,” says Sherlock, looking down at her hands. Gloved. Of course.

“Yes, must have been, through that window.”

“Well, you’d know,” says Sherlock, and Mary blinks up at him innocently.

#they have adventures #then sherlock jumps off a building like an idiot #then mary meets this nice ex-army doctor while he's gone #then sherlock comes back #realizes mary hasn't told john anything about her past #drama results
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Let's say that Group A eats kittens.

They're terrible people, right? But if I say to you, "Stay away from Grace, she's a kitten-eating monster," you're going to assume I'm joking. That's hyperbole. That's actually a terrible thing to say about someone.

So everyone in Group A doesn't have to worry about rumours that they eat kittens, because seriously? Who does that? You must be joking.

But if anyone does say, loudly, "Hey, these people seem to be eating kittens," they can say "Well, you eat BABIES!"

Because then people who don't know them are going to go, "Right, these people are throwing hugely exaggerated insults at each other, got it." Because these look like the same insult, if you don't know the history. And even if you try to show them the history, well, you must be blowing it out of proportion, right? No one eats kittens. Not in our society.

The fact that one of these insults is in fact true - people have actually been eating kittens - and one is false - no one has eaten a baby - may be ignored.

And the second person now has to fight against accusations of baby-eating - which they do care about, because they don't want to be seen as a horrible person. They don't eat babies, and they're probably really upset that someone said they did. And a few people are going to be saying "Well, they must have a reason for saying you eat babies, and you did start it by saying that they eat kittens..."

So no one wants to accuse actual kitten eaters of eating kittens, and if you do, the first thing that does is cast suspicion on the one doing the accusing.

Anyway, if you're wondering where this is all coming from, someone in the Sherlock fandom ate a kitten in public and then tried to distract everyone by going "THINK OF THE CHILDREN!" If you really want more information, it's here.


Mar. 20th, 2015 03:14 pm
violsva: Sidney Paget illustration of Holmes and Watson, seated, with the caption "Cut out the poetry, Watson" (Holmes)
You with calm and rage and tea,
Her with smiles, sly words, hidden depths,
Me, my violin, my skull, Mrs. Hudson,
And another, unknown, unseen except in effects.
We wait. You and I waited twice
Without knowing it - first for each other,
Then to know Mary; now knowing, hoping.


Nov. 20th, 2014 02:36 pm
violsva: Sidney Paget illustration of Holmes and Watson, seated, with the caption "Cut out the poetry, Watson" (Holmes)
I’ve seen some arguments that BBC Sherlock is a “younger” or “less experienced” Holmes, and this explains some of the personality differences from canon.

This irritates me, because it’s demonstrably untrue.

Mark Gatiss has said that the characters in Sherlock are “the same age of the actors, given or taken a few years”. In 2010, Benedict Cumberbatch was 34 and Martin Freeman was 38. Lestrade says he’s known Sherlock for five years; Sherlock may have met him because he was already working as a detective or he may have started detective work shortly after meeting Lestrade. So he has at least four years of experience, probably more, assuming you don’t count Carl Powers’ death as the start of his career.

Now for canon. I’m doing Holmesian chronology; pray for me.

Holmes and Watson met in January 1881, when Watson at first mistakes him for a university student. John Watson graduated with a degree in medicine in 1878. Holmes (in disguise, but a disguise he would have needed to maintain for a long period of time) is described as sixty in August 1914.

The most well-accepted estimate of their birthdates (see William S. Baring-Gould, Christopher Morley, etc.) is that Holmes was born on January 6th 1854, and Watson on August 7th 1852. Therefore in January 1881 they were 27 and 28 respectively (personally I think this is a bit old). Whatever estimate you use, they certainly cannot have been older than 30.

In The Gloria Scott, Holmes says he spent two years at university, and in The Musgrave Ritual that he spent four years after that with “too abundant leisure time,” so although he was working as a detective for that time he didn’t have many clients. Musgrave is the third of the cases he had from fellow-students, and possibly the third professional case he had entirely.

So, in A Study in Scarlet Holmes is in his mid to late twenties. It’s definitely less than ten years since his first case, and even if we stretch things as far as they can go it’s no more than four years since his practice began to pick up. Watson is only slightly older. In The Final Problem (1891) they’re in their mid to late thirties.

Back to the BBC: the first two seasons of BBC Sherlock take place over the course of between 18 months and 2 years, which you’d think wouldn’t be enough time for major chronological problems, but unfortunately is. John’s blog disagrees with onscreen evidence. However, we can assume that Sherlock was about 35 and John 39.

Therefore, Sherlock in A Study in Pink is not younger than Holmes in a Study in Scarlet; he’s actually much older. By their respective Falls, they are about the same age, but canonically Holmes and Watson have had eight years more of a relationship than the BBC decided to give them. The only BBC character who is appreciably younger than their canon equivalent is James Moriarty.

Therefore, any perceived flaws in BBC Sherlock’s personality, decision-making ability, or emotional maturity cannot be put down to his age.


neverrwhere replied to your post:I’ve seen some arguments that BBC Sherlock is a…

Everyone always forgets how *young* Holmes is in the early stories, mostly I assume due the fact he’s always so much older in every film adaptation, but also because no one can imagine him as anything but a mature experienced man.
We have this image of him as all suave and emotionless, but in his first scene he’s literally jumping up and down because he just discovered a better hemoglobin test and it's so exciting, hi random stranger look isn’t this cool?

#and watson just looks at him and goes're hilarious i want to live with you


Tangential to the previous: dating for The Gloria Scott and The Musgrave Ritual:

According to internal evidence, The Gloria Scott took place both while Holmes was at university (before he met Watson) and 30 years after 1855. Both cannot be true.

What seems most likely is that Watson changed the date of Armitage’s arrest to protect his identity, so the 1855 date is wrong. The easiest assumption, and the one that fits best with Holmes’ apparent personal timeline, is that he simply altered it by ten years from 1845, and the actual year of the case was 1875. Holmes says he spent two years at university, and met Musgrave again four years later, so the Musgrave Ritual happened in 1879 or ‘80.
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I never expected to write Sherlock S3 fic, but I have written Sherlock S3 fic.

Title: Numbers
Author: Violsva
Fandom: Sherlock (TV)
Rating: G
Warnings/Enticements: People with ambiguous moral systems
Word Count: 221
Summary: Even the landlady used to run a drug cartel!

On AO3.
violsva: Sidney Paget illustration of Holmes and Watson, seated, with the caption "Cut out the poetry, Watson" (Holmes)
I just thought of a problem with lots of Holmes adaptations that also explains why the Granada ones are awesome.

People want the main characters of a show to be the people things happen to. They want the show to be all about the characters and the people they know and their enemies and so on.

Sherlock Holmes is not this kind of a story. Holmes is almost never personally involved in his cases. Someone else shows up and asks him for help.

Holmes and Watson have their own lives and emotions and experiences, but they aren’t focused entirely around crime. We mostly see the crime, because the assumption is that that’s what’s interesting, [this is an important book because it deals with war. this is an insignificant book because it deals with the feelings of women in a drawing room.] but the rest is there.

The crimes do not affect them personally. They may be in danger for their lives, but it is always on behalf of someone else. Even in The Empty House, where it could easily have been all about this man who wants to kill Holmes, it isn’t. Holmes is after the murderer of Ronald Adair. He uses the other man’s vendetta to bait him, but he doesn’t seem to have much of one himself.

This is the problem with focusing so hard on Moriarty (and one of the many problems with focusing on Irene Adler) and Holmes: it makes the story about Holmes fighting Moriarty rather than Holmes fighting crime. Holmes needs to be on the side of justice, and taking down Moriarty is because of that position, rather than because of anything personal.

But if you don’t start out with “Holmes solves crimes for other people because he loves justice” as a premise, you can end up with Holmes running randomly around London after Moriarty, because he hates Moriarty personally. Or because Moriarty’s *challenging* him and he *loves* challenges. Not to name any names, Moffat.

Things don’t happen to Sherlock Holmes. Sherlock Holmes happens to them. And then he goes home and plays the violin and thinks about something else, or the next case, or bees.

#three stories about moriarty and one about adler and this is what everyone chooses to focus on #episodic narratives are not necessarily bad #monster of the week #you can do all kinds of interesting things with h or w being kidnapped #but you shouldn't have to do that to make things interesting
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Ahem. So.

I write, or have written, Omegaverse. It is no longer just hidden on the BBC kinkmeme.

If you don't know what that means, or you are related to me, please don't click.
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Title: But By Degrees
Author: Violsva
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes
Rating: M
Warnings/Enticements: Sex, Angst, Victorian Attitudes
Word Count: 4277
Summary: Mary Watson builds herself a life and home with her new husband, as secrets tangle around her.

At AO3.

Two years after graduation, and I still get random article titles in my head. The latest one is It Is Always 1984: The BBC's Sherlock and the Normalization of the Surveillance State.

I'm not writing it, but it's fun to think of.


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