Fanfic Rec | not david bowie, by paperclipbitch

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Title: not david bowie
Author: paperclipbitch
Pairing: Gen (with a hint of Marcus Bell/Joan Watson)
Length: 1640 words
Rating: General Audiences
Verse: Elementary (CBS)
Author's summary: Slightly AU. When Joan walks into the brownstone, she nearly garrottes herself on a skein of yarn strung across the hall.

Reccer's comments: In which Sherlock Holmes is “a maverick knitting designer”. I don’t know why I love the idea of Sherlock knitting things, but I do. (Sherlock knitting tiny turtle sweaters. Just think about that*).
In which Sherlock and Joan are all domestic, Sherlock wakes up Joan at 4AM because he needs her to try on the dress he’s just finished knitting, and Marcus asks Joan out for a coffee while wearing a scarf Sherlock gave him. Cute and funny fic.

*if you’d like some art to go with this fic, here’s Sherlock knitting said little sweater (art by joan-adler). You’re welcome.

Excerpt: She finds her new charge, Sherlock Holmes - which is not a real name, no matter who tries to convince her otherwise - sitting on the floor upstairs, six televisions blaring, half-naked on a sheet of paper big enough to cover most of the floor, marker pen streaks on his face, bare arms looped with yarn.

"Is this some kind of relapse?" she asks, carefully, because she's been a sober companion for a while now and this is just... well, weird.

"Do you believe in love at first sight?" Sherlock Holmes responds, unblinking, fingers wrapped in strands of dark blue.

"I..." Joan stumbles.

"What about nylon?" he adds. "Do you believe in nylon?"

Joan briefly wonders just what on earth she's agreed to take on.

Comments

[the-hobbet.livejournal.com]

Love the artwork! Off to read the story. If you like Sherlock knitting how do you feel about John knitting? I hope you have read "Weaving in the Ends," http://archiveofourown.org/works/774281, by Freakishlemon. It's an adorable story.