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hint fiction, anyone?

I've been thinking about this for a while, and today blooms84 encouraged me to do something about it.

anyone else fancy joining me in some Sherlock hint fiction?

maximum length: 25 words

I came across the anthology edited by Robert Swartwood during a recent trip to the USA, and I really like the idea.

My first attempt at this:


He left his riding crop in the mortuary. She kept it for next time. People shouldn't be so careless with their belongings. But he'll learn.

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2ndskin
Apr. 19th, 2011 03:10 pm (UTC)
my second John/Sherlock fic ever!
YAY. Like the riding crop love here! Glad you put this up. Nice challenge!
Does this work?

Hard and hungry since firing that shot, John teased and agreed to Chinese. Didn’t need a fortune cookie to see where this was headed though.

Edited at 2011-04-19 04:16 pm (UTC)
fengirl88
Apr. 19th, 2011 05:03 pm (UTC)
Re: my second John/Sherlock fic ever!
excellent! this works for both formats, doesn't it?
casey_bee
Apr. 19th, 2011 03:18 pm (UTC)
wow, this definitely sounds interesting! :D and I love your one!
fengirl88
Apr. 19th, 2011 05:09 pm (UTC)
thank you! I have never written het, but this time I seem to have strayed into it, or at least perilously close to it. damn you plotbunnies!
2ndskin
Apr. 19th, 2011 04:13 pm (UTC)
Egészségedre, redux
He woke when he heard Lestrade dressing. Handing over the camera, John whispered, “Destroy the evidence?” Lestrade nodded, stepping over sleeping Holmeses. Fucking apricot brandy.
fengirl88
Apr. 19th, 2011 05:07 pm (UTC)
Re: Egészségedre, redux
*sporfles*

don't like to think what's been going on here...
Re: Egészségedre, redux - 2ndskin - Apr. 19th, 2011 05:09 pm (UTC) - Expand
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fengirl88
Apr. 19th, 2011 05:14 pm (UTC)
very nice!

trust Lestrade to bring out the best in him...
2ndskin
Apr. 19th, 2011 05:09 pm (UTC)
ooooh! very nice! i want to hug you and kiss that Mycroftian smile.
bwblack
Apr. 19th, 2011 05:25 pm (UTC)
He'll learn or she'll have a very nice collection of toys. Hee.

Loved this.
fengirl88
Apr. 19th, 2011 05:30 pm (UTC)
thank you! *beams*

don't ask me why this is the first thing my fic!brain produces...
fengirl88
Apr. 19th, 2011 06:44 pm (UTC)
Incendiary
In the last moments before the explosion, Sherlock sees the unrecognized truth staring him in the face, learns that he has a heart to burn.

Edited at 2011-04-19 06:47 pm (UTC)
2ndskin
Apr. 19th, 2011 07:00 pm (UTC)
Re: Incendiary
awwwwwwww! yes! and you have the perfect illustration too! mwah!
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fengirl88
Apr. 19th, 2011 08:57 pm (UTC)
*collapses giggling*

yay! very nice John and Lestrade icon btw.
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marysutherland
Apr. 19th, 2011 11:30 pm (UTC)
Picture this
They said a picture was worth a thousand words. This one was going to be worth at least a thousand pounds. Because Mycroft was rich.
fengirl88
Apr. 19th, 2011 11:59 pm (UTC)
Re: Picture this
oh yes! I like this hint very much...
turante
Apr. 20th, 2011 04:40 am (UTC)
While trying to be polite, John was careful to keep his elbows off the table; he had seen what Lestrade and Sherlock used it for.
fengirl88
Apr. 20th, 2011 07:09 am (UTC)
*cackles evilly*

very sensible of him...

this one is under 140 characters so would work for shouldboverthis's sherlockslash twitterfeed.
fengirl88
Apr. 23rd, 2011 01:36 am (UTC)
Fast Forward
Your eyes meet his; you say "It's the shock talking." You're living with a killer, and you're on fire. The gun shakes in your hand.

Edited at 2011-04-23 01:38 am (UTC)
fengirl88
Apr. 26th, 2011 11:07 pm (UTC)
Nostalgia

Molly never expected to find herself longing for the good old days when all the handsome men were just gay, taken, or not worth it.
fengirl88
Apr. 27th, 2011 12:54 am (UTC)
Using His Imagination

He can't imagine the Christmas dinners. Doesn't need to imagine what he'd say if he was dying. Never imagined anything could feel like this.
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