Received my holmestice prompt...

and this is where my brain initially took it:

***

Jesus Fucking Christ.

How’s that for a Christmas fucking miracle for you?

Sherlock Fucking Holmes back from the dead and bleeding out in front of his very own fucking physician.

How lucky can John fucking get?

***

well, then...perhaps my brain is not yet quite done dealing with the "fallout"? I have no idea if this will actually become the story. There isn't an actual prompt, I'm just piecing together the 'likes' which are set out. I'm all nervous now...

Next interlude up within the week - it became a problem child, but is now falling into line. *glares at it again for good measure*

I also still owe two drabbles - Elizabeth Bennett and quarryquest's second idea for Mycroft/Lord Peter/Molly/Harriet fic - I have not forgotten! Everything in its own time...

Received my holmestice prompt...

and this is where my brain initially took it:

***

Jesus Fucking Christ.

How’s that for a Christmas fucking miracle for you?

Sherlock Fucking Holmes back from the dead and bleeding out in front of his very own fucking physician.

How lucky can John fucking get?

***

well, then...perhaps my brain is not yet quite done dealing with the "fallout"? I have no idea if this will actually become the story. There isn't an actual prompt, I'm just piecing together the 'likes' which are set out. I'm all nervous now...

Next interlude up within the week - it became a problem child, but is now falling into line. *glares at it again for good measure*

I also still owe two drabbles - Elizabeth Bennett and quarryquest's second idea for Mycroft/Lord Peter/Molly/Harriet fic - I have not forgotten! Everything in its own time...