16 Works by Citrine
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It began at the beginning, with a dead taxi driver and a Chinese meal in a Soho restaurant.
With John drinking too much and unknowingly hitting Sherlock's kink button, but that was only the beginning...
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For Sherlock there are now only four senses, touch and taste, sound and scent. That doesn’t mean that either his feelings for John or his desires have changed.
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What would happen when, if, Nick came back? And how deeply would Dawn become drawn into the brother's off-kilter view of the world?
“Sometimes after you disappeared I wondered if David had killed you,” she said abruptly.
David went very still with his fist knotted in Nick’s hair, but Nick grinned. “Don’t be so bloody daft. He loves me.”
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Sherlock Holmes and Martha Hudson, friendship, love and romance:
He kissed her cheek again and his lips lingered for a fraction of a second longer than normal. “Good-night, Mrs Hudson.”
She sat back on the sofa when he’d gone and touched her hand to her cheek, just like a giddy girl.
There are things that you don’t wish for, things that you don’t ever let yourself think about. Not even when you’re dying, least of all then when the cruel mirror shows you how old and ill you are. Youth is just an illusion, a flutter of butterfly wings in your soul, and there’s no point crying for the moon.
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Three kisses and three witnesses.
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From Hell by Artemis (Citrine)
Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms, Sherlock Holmes - Arthur Conan Doyle, Sherlock Holmes (1984 TV)
12 Nov 2012
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London 1888:
The revelation had come upon not in rain and flame, but in a moment of quiet normality with tea steaming in the pot and the soft cry of a violin in the air. Baker Street, a day like countless others before it and this one quite different. I was already engaged to my dearest Mary then and there could not have been a worse time for me to realise the truth of my own twisted nature.
I loved him.
And love which is meant to lift us up among the angels cast me down among the demons.
If hell raged that night it raged at me.
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The Road to Hell by Artemis (Citrine)
Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms, Sherlock Holmes (1984 TV)
9 Nov 2012
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The road to hell is paved with good intentions, but sometimes things just don't work out as we would wish them to do:
Watson did not have time to close the bathroom door. I can hear him vomiting up the excellent dinner we were served, not that he did much more than toy with his food. My Watson, who is not my Watson, and who always has the healthiest of appetites. It was the company that quite stole it away.
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Darling by Artemis (Citrine)
Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms, Sherlock Holmes (1984 TV)
9 Nov 2012
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Inspired by a very old prompt about Watson calling Holmes 'darling' by accident:
With my eyes closed and my head resting on the padded back of my armchair I let the haunting, lilting music of Holmes’ violin wash over me. The exquisite sounds he drew from the violin and the warmth of the fire lulled me into a gentle daydream. Even when the music drifted into silence I stayed still and quiet, basking in my cocoon of contentment.
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The Man in Black by Artemis (Citrine)
Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms, Sherlock Holmes (1984 TV), Colditz (1972)
9 Nov 2012
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Is he a spy?
One of ours?
One of theirs? He speaks perfect German.
That doesn’t prove anything. Watson has already discovered that he also speaks perfect French and excellent Polish. His English is upper-class, clipped and precise, and otherwise unidentifiable. He claims to be a captain, but he never mentions a regiment and unlike the rest of the British prisoners he doesn’t wear a uniform.
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A New Beginning by Artemis (Citrine)
Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms, Sherlock Holmes (1984 TV)
9 Nov 2012
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It is only now, in the dull light of a storm lashed day, that I knowledge the implications of what passed between us in the early hours of the morning. The implications of the past four nights when I have slept beside him. I glance at the rain weeping down the window. It has been unseasonally cold of late and the nights have been bitter, but I am not in the habit of climbing into bed with my patients, no matter how chilled they may be.
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It was always so with him; her omens, her never-world, all belief denied and yet still he came, ill-met by moonlight, to rituals and Sabbats. Still he treasured the skull, ancestral bone, shining with an eerie light. She watched the fluttering flame flicker behind blind eye sockets.
“You don’t see the hollow grief in the eyes of those who mourn you.”
“John?” he whispered.
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You see your best friend leap to his death, still grieving you move away and try to build a new life for yourself. You marry and then;-
Sherlock was standing by the garage doors, under the wet sweep of the willow. A silhouette in black.
John’s hands clenched on the steering wheel. He thought that he might have a heart attack. Not metaphorically. Literally.
That moment passed, fury burnt through his veins. He slammed the car door. Piss off. I don’t want you here.
But he couldn’t let him go.
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“Freak!” I spit the word out even though I know that it’s a mistake to taunt him.
“That’s the last time you’ll ever call me that,” Sherlock Holmes says calmly, too calmly. He’s like ice, with his emotions all frozen over.
High functioning sociopath.
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I held his icy hand on the sun baked veldt until his fingers stiffened around mine.
Set immediately after the end of EW Hornung's – The Knees of the Gods (contains spoilers if you haven't read the canon story).
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Love is Blind by Artemis (Citrine)
Sherlock Holmes (1984 TV), Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms
20 Jul 2012
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Holmes & Watson from Mrs Hudson's pov and a glimpse of my version of her past history.
I heard them come in a little after midnight. I heard them laughing and it wasn’t that brittle laugh Mr Holmes has when he’s been injecting heaven knows what. It was genuine and full of warmth. They were laughing because they were happy and the next morning Dr Watson’s bed hadn’t been slept in.
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Elegy by Artemis (Citrine)
Sherlock Holmes - Arthur Conan Doyle, Sherlock Holmes (1984 TV)
11 May 2012
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John Watson's life, thoughts and reflections between 'The Final Problem' and 'The Empty House'.