qthebadwolf

So, I guess this is a sign that I've finally made it in the world of fanfic? :)

My story - http://qthebadwolf.livejournal.com/10805.html#cutid1
Their story - http://www.fanfiction.net/s/9284818/6/Th

Mighty similar. They even lifted verbatim lines and everything. (Though I would be untrue to myself if I didn’t admit a shallow satisfaction that their overall writing isn’t as good, despite the occasional word-for-word stealing.)

It’d be lovely if other folks could report this, too (and many million lovely thank-yous to the person who brought it to my attention in the first place).

Some examples of the stolen lines, for the curious:

( Exhibit A... )

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, I rest my case. And, um...hope that you follow the link and report the story.

Q

Title: Mamas, Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Sherlock - 4/4
Rating: PG
Pairing: Sherlock/John friendship
Word Count: 4,376
Disclaimer: Sherlock belongs to Auntie Beeb and Uncle Moff; Sherlock Holmes belongs to the world.
Crossover: Harry Potter
Warnings: none
Thanks: Many million thanks to my brilliant beta/Brit-pickers, bethia, ilovewales, and katead - all lingering mistakes are just me being awkward.
Summary: The day after John recovers from Molly's de-aging potion, Sherlock decides to repeat the experiment on himself. Things do not go quite as planned.

Notes: This story is a continuation of sorts to alice_day's marvellous fic When the Bough Breaks, which I liked so much that my muse decided I had to write a sequel.

Previous chapters here, here and here.


( "You're gonna hate me for this, but after the last three days, I think I've earned a memento." )


Q
EDIT: Now with a bonus epilogue, The Care and Feeding of Your Consulting Detective.

Title: Mamas, Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Sherlock - 2/4
Rating: PG
Pairing: Sherlock/John friendship
Word Count: 4,376
Disclaimer: Sherlock belongs to Auntie Beeb and Uncle Moff; Sherlock Holmes belongs to the world.
Crossover: Harry Potter
Warnings: none
Thanks: Many million thanks to my brilliant beta/Brit-pickers, bethia, ilovewales, and katead - all lingering mistakes are just me being awkward.
Summary: The day after John recovers from Molly's de-aging potion, Sherlock decides to repeat the experiment on himself. Things do not go quite as planned.

Notes: This story is a continuation of sorts to alice_day's marvellous fic When the Bough Breaks, which I liked so much that my muse decided I had to write a sequel.

Previous chapter here.

( John was used to Sherlock towering over him, both physically and intellectually. )


Q