The Secret of Agra: Chapter 19, Cold Case

Greg finds the final clue. For months now there have been no new leads on the disappearance of either man. Every clue Greg has followed has led nowhere. Connecting the disappearances he’s tracked only leads in a circle. He can’t quite accept it, but he’s at a standstill. The case is cold.

One more chapter! That will be posted Saturday, April 5.

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She deserves all the pets

All the pets for Zelda!

Mark Carney, Prime Minister of Canada.

Generations of damage. For Putin.

ANNE OF GREEN GABLES (1985) dir. Kevin Sullivan

Chapter 8 of Lazarus Rising is now up on Ao3 for you all!

Summary: While investigating an underground fight club in search of a mysterious killer named "Lazarus", Greg Lestrade and Sally Donovan recognise one of the fighters. Unfortunately, Lazarus flees just before they can get John in to make a positive identification. Not that they need him to. Lestrade and Sally know what – or who – they saw. But Sherlock Holmes died 15 months ago. Didn't he?

Or start at the beginning here.

Please note that I am deviating from my usual method of answering all comments on the previous chapter on Monday right after posting the new chapter due to Ao3's new spam-bot restrictions. These unfortunately also limit authors when it comes to replying to comments on their own fics. I'll respond in batches throughout the week instead.

Such a great read!

Totally

I love Mondays because I know it means I'll get a new chapter of this fic

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Chapter 8 of Lazarus Rising is now up on Ao3 for you all!

Summary: While investigating an underground fight club in search of a mysterious killer named "Lazarus", Greg Lestrade and Sally Donovan recognise one of the fighters. Unfortunately, Lazarus flees just before they can get John in to make a positive identification. Not that they need him to. Lestrade and Sally know what – or who – they saw. But Sherlock Holmes died 15 months ago. Didn't he?

Or start at the beginning here.

Please note that I am deviating from my usual method of answering all comments on the previous chapter on Monday right after posting the new chapter due to Ao3's new spam-bot restrictions. These unfortunately also limit authors when it comes to replying to comments on their own fics. I'll respond in batches throughout the week instead.

Best Man Bender, Ch. 14:

The center cannot hold

Summary: Sherlock hears things in hospital.

He sighed and said, “Would you please, please, for God’s sake stop keeping intelligence from me that I need.”

“I do all I can to only conceal from you what you absolutely should not know.” Mycroft sounded, oddly, chastened.

Which, just as oddly, made Sherlock’s annoyance spike. “What you judge I should not know. It’s condescending, and it puts me in danger, because you’re not always right.”

“Am I not? Perhaps now you know how Doctor Watson must feel.”

And with this treacherous Parthian shot, Mycroft left.

No, really, seven is very like six, I keep insisting.

Ch. 14 will post on April 1st. Tagging past readers here and in the comments; let me know to add or remove you!

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If this is just a teaser, I cannot wait to see what Tuesday has in store!!

Agra Bingo!

We're getting close to the end! For a few people who said they wanted to re-read The Secret of Agra to catch all the clues, here's a bingo card to satisfy your competitive urges.

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Why, yes I will be playing this on my reread

The Secret of Agra, Chapter 18: Down the Well

Focused now, Sherlock goes looking for John, finds a house, an alley, and a well. And - at last - John. 💗

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San Francisco Pride needs us

Corporate sponsors showing their true colors and kissing the ass of the current regime.

Allies can stand up. The sums aren’t out of our reach if there are a lot of us.

If you’re old enough to know what SF, and CA, opened the door to in the US, you know that the door may be closing now but it will open again.

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Best Man Bender, Ch. 13:

Things fall apart

Summary: Sherlock counts on John to know how to pivot. John hopes he's done it right.

All the time spent missing Sherlock had faded John's memory of his annoying dickishness, but today had brought it all back. It was Sherlock Holmes in a nutshell:

Ignoring him for a month, but not telling him why.

Turning up high in a filthy drug den, but denying he’d relapsed.

Treating him like a moron for being surprised he was dating Sally Donovan, of all people.

Bringing him to a burglary, but not telling him that. Oh, and add the taunting: “You’re really not a natural at this, are you?”

Getting in by proposing to Mary’s friend Janine, but not telling John that was his plan.

Setting off upstairs following a scent—literally—and leaving him behind, as usual. (At least this time it was to tend the injured.)

It’d been too long already: he called softly, twice. Oh, not that distinctive name, of course, just “you okay up there?”

continue on AO3

Ch. 14 will post on April 1st.👀

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Dunno if this is a me thing or an asexual thing but I constantly worry that I am giving vibes out to the world that I want to have sex with people or want them to want to have sex with me.

Likely irrational but every time I am nice to someone I have a little voice in the back of my head whispering "Oh god, I hope they don't think we're coming on to them."

Nice to know it's not just me

Yasmin Benoit with other aspecs and queer people at the Ace of Clubs, a temporary asexual club in London created in collaboration with AVEN and Budweiser UK in 2019.

Sherlock Fic Club

This Sunday, March 30, at 6:30 pm CET we're discssing out first case fic, 26 Pieces by Lanning.

Come join us if you want to, it's always great fun.

Please send me a DM if you want the invite to the Discord.

Tagging a few regulars.

This club always makes my weekend a little brighter

love when nonfiction books have a few pages of pictures in the middle. that kicks ass, every book should have a halftime show

I wouldn't mind a halftime show in fiction books too