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's'up, y'all. Today is the Saturday free-for-all.

Y'all should know the rules:

•No more than five prompts in a row.
•No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
•No spoilers in prompts.
•If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space.

So, go ahead and post.

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At first Sherlock thinks his new flatmate is just like most other people he meets; dull and boring. He takes one look, observes all the little things that paint a portrait beyond what others see, and thinks he has this one all figured out.

He really should know better. It's always the one thing he misses, isn't it? He's said it himself.

Sherlock's new flatmate puts up with him better than most others have, but a dozen little flirtatious looks make Sherlock think he knows why. How inane, how boring. He doesn't think that this one will last much longer, once he finally accepts that he can't have what he wants.

Although Sherlock could be wrong. He plays his violin at three in the morning, and Jim, who often keeps odd hours himself, rolls his eyes and wanders over to entertain himself by watching Sherlock, wide-eyed and unblinking. Sherlock certainly never plans to admit that he's a bit unnerved, but his violin veritably squeals.

The corners of Jim's mouth twitch in something like amusement.

The violin squeals again.

Jim laughs.

"You should read Shan Yu," says Jim as he butters toast the next morning.

Sherlock graces him with a rather irritable look. "The ancient dictator? Boring."

"Oh? He wrote about war, you know. Torture and the limits of human endurance. 'Live with a man forty years,' he wrote. 'Share his house, his meals, speak on every subject. Then tie him up and hold him over the volcano's edge, and on that day, you will finally meet the man.'"

"What if there's no convenient volcano nearby?"

Jim waves his hand dismissively. "That's poetry for you."

"Florid prose legitimising sadism. Tell me you're not a fan."

Jim's only reply is a grin that doesn't quite reach his eyes. His flat, dead eyes. Sherlock wonders how he never noticed before.

Suddenly, his flatmate seems a great deal less boring.

Jim's lips part as he runs his tongue slowly over his teeth. There is something mocking in the tilt of his head. "Sherlock?" he simpers. "Are you alright?"

Sherlock doesn't reply, but his gaze is sharp.

Jim's smile this time is more genuine, for all its subtle mocking. "Is the game afoot, finally?"

Slowly, Sherlock starts to smile too; an answer to the obvious challenge. He's not quite sure what comes next, but his mind is already racing through possibilities, and none of them are boring.

There is a soldier-doctor among the British troops in Afghanistan. He was almost shot not long ago, but the bullet just missed him. All of his regiment agrees that this is a very good thing. He's a good man, after all, and he saves lives every day.

In London a deadly game is starting, and both the major players will always consider it a game.

*flails* Oh my god oh my god I LOVE THIS. This is fantastic!

He plays his violin at three in the morning, and Jim, who often keeps odd hours himself, rolls his eyes and wanders over to entertain himself by watching Sherlock, wide-eyed and unblinking. Sherlock certainly never plans to admit that he's a bit unnerved, but his violin veritably squeals.
The corners of Jim's mouth twitch in something like amusement.
*shudders* Oh, that is too perfect.

Jim's only reply is a grin that doesn't quite reach his eyes. His flat, dead eyes. Sherlock wonders how he never noticed before.
Auuuuuugh! *hides under the bed*

Suddenly, his flatmate seems a great deal less boring.
Oh yes, Sherlock WOULD look at a psychopath/sociopath/whatever Moriarty is and think "oh, hey, interesting at last ..."

In London a deadly game is starting, and both the major players will always consider it a game.
Whoa. WHOA. WHOAAAAAAAA.
Seriously, that was ... yeesh, that was ... I don't know what I was expecting with that prompt but it wasn't this but this was so amazing aldkjalfjalfjalfjal. Terrifying concept, Sherlock knowing about Moriarty before the series even began ...

Basically, thank you for filling this. Because it was fantastic!

Thank you very much. ♥

What a neat idea. Baker Street just got a lot creepier...

Thank you.

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