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evawrites:

random-nexus replied to your post: okay talk to me i have to finish this bottle and…

Mycroft on the phone with Sherlock, Greg breaking his concentration and he tries not to show it.

“What you want is not my concern,” Mycroft snapped, opening the window to let in some fresh air. ”That file—”

“It’s nothing that could damage your empire,” Sherlock said, with heavier sarcasm than was called for, audible even over the terrible phone connection. Mycroft scowled. ”It was the only thing they wanted to buy, anyway.”

“You’re not supposed to be selling—” Mycroft broke off, losing his voice momentarily as Greg casually walked out of the master bathroom, a towel low on his hips and water sliding in delicate trails down his skin.

“So now you know what your enemy knows about you, yes?” Sherlock demanded testily. “I fail to see what the problem is. Mycroft?”

“Wha—you should have talked to me. First.” Mycroft licked his lips and tried to focus on the conversation, rather the play of light over soft, wet skin.

“Mycroft.” Sherlock’s voice was low and soft, almost vulnerable.

“Yes?”

“Do not ogle your boyfriend, whoever he is, while you’re on the phone with me.”

HEAD FUCKING CANON. JUST PLAIN CANON.

I need to know, please: what is the acceptable equivalent of a hug, for Eva? A lifetime supply of champagne?

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evawrites:

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what if i switch it and it’s them as adults: like mycroft unearths a note he’s written recently written completely mirrored like when he was young

Sherlock’s little adventure into suicide was destroying Mycroft’s sanity.

“Sir?” Anthea asked, poking her head into the office. ”Do you—have you realise—”

“Spit it out,” Mycroft ordered, as he went through and made mental notes on the purchases Sherlock was making on his credit card—what was a “Bedazzler” and why was Sherlock buying one? How was this going to bring down James Moriarty’s web?

“You’ve written this backwards. Well. Reflected. Something.” Anthea held up a note, though she didn’t venture into the office. Mycroft curbed his initial response, which was to snipe at her—which explained why she was avoiding entering, anyway. ”We held it up to a mirror and figured it out, but I thought I ought to let you know.”

Mirror-writing. Mycroft tried not to smash his head into anything. What, was he seven again?

So much huggery. I don’t even know what to do with you anymore, Eva.

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evawrites:

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this is true. dd is a good plan. i don’t have a dd at the immediate moment but i could. i have a friend who might. also i have a prompt: champagne ice cream + greg

okay i await your plan. dd. important!

Mycroft was horrified. ”But—why?”

“Do not tell me you don’t like ice cream,” Greg said, stirring briskly.

“I like champagne.”

“It’ll be in the ice cream!”

But Mycroft remained mournful, which was a bit of a damper on the evening.

Mournful Mycroft. Horrified Mycroft. Eva, you do the best things.

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Mycroft. Yes. Hello.

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oftortoises:

A friendly reminder that Mark Gatiss is better than you.

thank you~

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reichenfall:

The Holmes Brothers

♦ requested by sherlock-sherbet

How can he look at this stuff and not realize that it’s all about him? HOW?? MR GATISS, YOU CONFUSE ME SOMETIMES.

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Uni: music

arbitrary-aubergine asked you:

Dog is trying to use mind powers to drag me away from keyboard and outside for walk, but I cannot go ‘til I tell you prompt that just came to mind! Mycroft plays in an orchestra, or is studying music - would love to read that!

So now there’s this, which is as close as he got.

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“Holmes, can you just use headphones?”

Mycroft sighed and lifted the needle. “I have turned it down to 60 decibels. Your delicate ears are completely safe.”

“It’s not the volume. It’s the voices. Piercing, shrieking harridans.”

“It’s not voices, Peter. They are violins.”

“They’re cats being killed. Slaughtered by the dozen.”

Mycroft folded his arms across his chest. “You dislike opera. You dislike Salieri. You hated Berlioz. You believe Philip Glass has written a symphony for bulldozer and strangled cat. Might you be able to inform me of a type of classical music that you care for?”