A/N: Helloooooo all! I'm a huge Elementary fan, and I've been writing drabbles on and off for the last two years or so, and I thought I'd finally start posting them! They're really tiny, so I'm posting about five in one chapter for now. The genre ranges from drama to romance to angst to hurt/comfort to literally anything, so I'd advise you to keep an open mind while reading! They're all centered on Sherlock and Watson and Jamie, with dashes of Kitty and Marcus and Gregson thrown in. Spoilers through season 4 depending on which drabbles you're reading, and a few tiny crossovers (like "Leverage" below). They're also mostly based on one word prompts, so if you've got any requests/prompts you'd like to see me write on, let me know!
Disclaimer: Nicht mein, nicht mein, immer nicht mein.
Gain
She looks at her hands – her surgeon's hands – and thinks of all she has given up. And then she thinks of the house that is just big enough, the tortoise in the living room, and the man seated in the chair beside the fire, and thinks of all she has gained.
Family
Sometimes, she thinks she could strangle him – him with his socks and sweaters and tea – but then she will see him with their tortoise or his bees, and she can't quite hide the smile that tugs at her lips.
Leverage
Sometimes, the great Sherlock Holmes is wrong. It wasn't four people that broke into the Leviathan safe the first time, but five: a thief, a hacker, a hitter, a grifter – and a mastermind.
Misanthrope
He was a misanthrope. She was not. Perhaps that's what drew them together. She was a misanthrope. He, in the end, was not. He knows that's what tore them apart.
Hands
He loves her hands. They're unique – surgeon's hands, with piano fingers from her lessons as a child. Her hands are long, slender, and skilful, and he begs her to play for him. She loves his hands. They're unique – callused from work and his violin. His left hand is slim and flexible, years of finding notes up and down the smooth ebony fingerboard making it pliant. His right hand, in contrast, is rough with calluses, years of elegant bowstrokes causing a permanent bend in his fingers. His hands are strong and she begs him to play for her.
That's all for today! Let me know what you think in a review, and feel free to request any prompts you'd like to see!