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alessnoxMycroft Confessions, Truth, and Lies
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/8392958/7/Mycroft-Confessions-Truth-and-Lies
AO3 copy
Being a steward of the British Nation is hard work, but not, it seems, as hard as taking care of his wild-child younger brother Sherlock. When his loner brother suddenly takes a flatmate, Mycroft wonders what is happening, and who is this Dr. John H. Watson.
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/8392958/7/Mycroft-Confessions-Truth-and-Lies
AO3 copy
Being a steward of the British Nation is hard work, but not, it seems, as hard as taking care of his wild-child younger brother Sherlock. When his loner brother suddenly takes a flatmate, Mycroft wonders what is happening, and who is this Dr. John H. Watson.
Sherlock fanfic
Genre: POV, angst, friendship
Rating: mild - sensuality, allusions to torture, same sex romance,
Words: 16,776
Published: 8-4-12
Characters: Mycroft H. & John W.
This story gets the most consistent amount of reads of anything that I have written. It starts at the beginning of series one and ends at Reichenbach, but it never leaves the point of view of Mycroft Holmes.
I started this to explore some inconsistencies that I saw in Mycroft's character. In other portrayals of Sherlock Holmes, Mycroft is far more removed and cold. He and Sherlock hardly ever talk. The overprotective brother shown in BBC's Sherlock is very different from those portrayals. I began to wonder what kind of life this solitary man led. How did he live, what did he value, and especially what did he think of John Watson? This also gave me an opportunity to comment on the John/Sherlock relationship from the outside.
I could have kept Mycroft cold and heartless, but he doesn't come across that way in the show. He actually seems quite affectionate, in his way. In fact, he was very polite and respectful to John after their initial meeting, and I began to wonder if he might feel something more. It was the scene in the coffee shop that got me. Why was Mycroft in a coffee shop with John? Why was he downstairs instead of upstairs pestering his brother? It seemed out of character. Then I thought, this is not the first time that John and Mycroft have met to talk about Sherlock. They must have this entire relationship with each other separate from Sherlock's relationship with John. My eyes widened and my mouth dropped open as I contemplated it. When did it start? What do they discuss? How often do they meet? John isn't getting paid, what does he get out of it? Are they friends?
I imagined a John that was friends with both of the Holmes brothers. WOW, what a strange and special person he must be to be able to accomplish that. And there it began.
In this story, I was able to use a very formal writing structure taking note of the openings and closings of sections and having a bit of a circular ending. As a challenge, it was quite an accomplishment, and I am proud of it.
If you have a chance to read it, tell me what you think.
Genre: POV, angst, friendship
Rating: mild - sensuality, allusions to torture, same sex romance,
Words: 16,776
Published: 8-4-12
Characters: Mycroft H. & John W.
This story gets the most consistent amount of reads of anything that I have written. It starts at the beginning of series one and ends at Reichenbach, but it never leaves the point of view of Mycroft Holmes.
I started this to explore some inconsistencies that I saw in Mycroft's character. In other portrayals of Sherlock Holmes, Mycroft is far more removed and cold. He and Sherlock hardly ever talk. The overprotective brother shown in BBC's Sherlock is very different from those portrayals. I began to wonder what kind of life this solitary man led. How did he live, what did he value, and especially what did he think of John Watson? This also gave me an opportunity to comment on the John/Sherlock relationship from the outside.
I could have kept Mycroft cold and heartless, but he doesn't come across that way in the show. He actually seems quite affectionate, in his way. In fact, he was very polite and respectful to John after their initial meeting, and I began to wonder if he might feel something more. It was the scene in the coffee shop that got me. Why was Mycroft in a coffee shop with John? Why was he downstairs instead of upstairs pestering his brother? It seemed out of character. Then I thought, this is not the first time that John and Mycroft have met to talk about Sherlock. They must have this entire relationship with each other separate from Sherlock's relationship with John. My eyes widened and my mouth dropped open as I contemplated it. When did it start? What do they discuss? How often do they meet? John isn't getting paid, what does he get out of it? Are they friends?
I imagined a John that was friends with both of the Holmes brothers. WOW, what a strange and special person he must be to be able to accomplish that. And there it began.
In this story, I was able to use a very formal writing structure taking note of the openings and closings of sections and having a bit of a circular ending. As a challenge, it was quite an accomplishment, and I am proud of it.
If you have a chance to read it, tell me what you think.
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