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aliyn_ravenAU! No summary so far. It's about music, show business and a new life after a disaster. John+Sherlock. Slowburn.
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14237516/1/Soft-silk-is-hard-to-tear
https://archiveofourown.org/works/47086126
Emil, thanks for the preliminary reading.
Irene Adler, completely naked, meticulously examined herself in a full-length mirror in her dressing room. She was not going to hide from the world that she had plastic surgery and Botox injections. If Cher turned such things into a successful show that added popularity and fees to her, then Irene can too.
However, for some reason, what gave Cher a new charm became fatal for Irene.
No, there are no complaints against the surgeon. He did a skin lift, and Botox is great. But the falsehood is still visible. And she strangely added ten years of age to Irene instead of reducing it by five years, as she and the doctor had planned.
[It would be better for me to leave small wrinkles than look like a plastic mummy,] she thought.
But top managers on TV channels don't like even small wrinkles. And many young beauties are hanging around their necks. Irene was flying out of the love section of the media market. And she had nothing to advance to the heights and stay there without the help of lovers. "I'm not Julia Louis-Dreyfus or Mary Berry (18)". Irene never deceived herself.
Of course, she has money. And there are investments that provide a stable income. However, she has become a common person. Another rich ordinariness among a billion of the same.
Not a star.
Not a queen.
The nobody.
Or not?
Sherlock Holmes texted her before the bandages were removed from Irene. She wrote to him a lot, saying that she always wanted him, but now she could not come. Sherlock didn't answer.
Irene realised he was not interested in her. Sherlock wanted to use her. And given what he himself told her about his attitude towards her, Sherlock was about to shove Irene into someone's bed.
This was out of the question! Irene was never shy about using sex to advance her career, but she always decided for herself who, when, and how to bestow her body and acted only in her own interests. She's not Readybed!
At the clinic, Irene pondered plans for revenge against Sherlock. However, now the mirror has made her change her plans. If Irene solves Sherlock's problems solely with her wits and diplomatic skills, it will turn her into one of the big bosses of the show business world.
It's not glory. But it is power and strength. This will make her the chosen one.
And Sherlock loves only the mind. He never noticed Irene's beauty in the days when it was natural. But Sherlock was infatuated with her for a couple of days; he admired Irene when she outsmarted Mycroft.
Irene winced at the thought of Mycroft. He almost ruined everything. And Irene found out in practice that blackmail is a profitable occupation but too troublesome.
But if she solves the problems of the victims of blackmail, she can rule the world. Any information can work for the client if it is properly presented to the public. Irene also became convinced of this in practice when she tried her hand at blackmail.
It's time to take advantage of this discovery.
And Sherlock doesn't care about her appearance. This used to infuriate Irene, but today she appreciated the benefits of such an attitude.
Irene didn't understand why she was so passionate — almost to the point of obsession — about Sherlock. She always considered herself free from love, passion, and other nonsense. She took and conquered hearts; she made people's souls burn but remained cold and detached. But Sherlock wasn't like anyone else. He isn't a man at all, but a fabulous elf. Irene wanted him like crazy. And she didn't abandon her attempts to charm him, to break through his coldness and detachment.
Irene threw on her dressing gown and went into the office, where she started to look for information about what problems Sherlock got himself into. It must be something incredible if it surpasses the scandal that erupted around Sherlock and to which he was indifferent.
But there is nothing online about Sherlock specifically. In any case, there was nothing at the time of that SMS. After that, a small scandal began with the soundtrack for the clip, which was assembled from pieces. And it was absurd: the video, by definition, is not the work of a singer but of a sound engineer. But the scandal about consumer fraud flared up seriously. However, he was interrupted by a scandal with a claque company disguised as an animal shelter.
But this is interesting. In order for the police to undertake such an investigation, Mycroft had to put pressure on her. But he didn't save his brother from a much worse scandal. The synthesised song didn't harm Sherlock; it even raised his rating as a songmaker: no one has ever created such lively and emotional audio tracks. Irene hadn't heard the song, but everyone wrote about it that way, and Irene had no reason to doubt such a characterization. Otherwise, video game makers wouldn't be bombarding Sherlock with offers.
However, Mycroft tried to bring to the fore not the talent of his brother but the firm-claque. And it was incredible! Mycroft didn't save his brother when he was truly in danger but rushed to the attack against what could benefit Sherlock.
Or is it not about Sherlock? But who, then, is so important to Mycroft? Is it the song performer?
Irene found photos of the singer.
[God, what's the spit-up?] she exclaimed with disgust.
Sherlock had always been indifferent to appearance, but to that extent... Irene even doubted for a moment whether she needed Sherlock if he coveted such a creature.
[Mycroft!] she figured it out. [Is he, too?]
Unbelievable... Both brilliant brothers stuck to this? And it turned out that Sherlock called Irene because she must distract Mycroft from... what was his name? ...John Watson?
"I will destroy you, Sherlock Holmes!" Irene exclaimed, enraged.
***
To prevent his name from being at the epicentre of the scandal, Anderson transferred all copyrights to his songs, lyrics, music, and arrangements to Scotland Garden Records. The studio, of course, was concerned about its own reputation, not the fate of Anderson — even if Scotland Garden Records would kick Anderson out and order compensation from him in favour of John Watson, the reputational damage was still too great. So the studio found some guy from the third tier of vocalists. An unremarkable specimen for sub-singing, without the slightest chance of a solo career. Such a "saboteur" can't stain the honour of the studio — he couldn't even be considered a full-time employee, just an occasional part-timer, nobody. But the scandal turned him into a famous blogger-hater. And crowds gathered to watch him swear and viciously ridicule music and movie celebrities.
Anderson even envied his rapidly growing popularity. And he regretted that he didn't choose this career option for himself. But Anderson had to admit that Lestrade was right: he does not have such a sharp and funny tongue as Joe Harrison. The guy was a third-rate singer but a deadly great hater. And although the reason for his hatred of John Watson, which pushed Joe Harrison to the claque company, was hastily invented, Harrison's talent for evil speeches made it convincing. The name Scotland Garden Records has remained unsullied. And the studio even scored a few reliability points when they paid John Watson compensation.
And Anderson turned into an office plankton on a small salary. One new song a month, constant concerts — the studio was not going to stand on ceremony with him and decided to use it for wear and tear.
Anderson could have left, but the rumours spread quickly, and now he could only work for his own confectionery chain. And its popularity rests solely on the musical fame of Anderson. The day he disappears from MTV and BBC Radio 2, the network will go bankrupt, unable to compete.
[It is necessary now, while I have fame, to invest more in the brand and promote new products. However, it takes a hell of a lot of time. But I'll be busy all the time. And my wife will not deal with these... She only knows how to spend my money. I can't even divorce her; she'll leave me a beggar!]
And on the horizon problems with the throat loomed because of overworking.
***
Stella Hopkins asked John to rehearse a song with him. What he did with Dimmock's singing was fantastic! Dimmock was a good singer — a very good one — but after studying with John, his singing turned into something fantastic.
Stella frequently received songs from Sherlock, but he was always unhappy with her. Stella was glad that he gave her songs at all — Sally Donovan could only dream of this. But Sherlock never explained what he didn't like. And John... His musical education is superficial, but his ability to perceive music and use intuition is incredible.
If not for Dimmock's jealousy! Stella was afraid that John would leave for the village again. Moreover, all or almost all the leading singers of Scotland Garden Records wanted to study with him. And that really pissed off Sherlock!
Stella could expect a lot from him, but not the search for a secluded farm in Sussex. Does he want to take John there? Does he want to steal him from Dimmock?
Stella smiled contentedly. Scotland Garden Records hasn't been this interesting and full of passion for a long time.
**********
(18)
Julia Louis-Dreyfus (born 13 January 1961) is a popular actress, comedian, and producer in the US. She is one of the most awarded actresses in America. And she also performed a lead role in a very successful television series about the active life of a woman of not a young age.
Mary Berry (born 24 March 1935) is a popular food writer, chef, baker and television presenter in the UK. She has many awards, and she was appointed Dame Commander of the Order of the British Empire (DBE) for services to broadcasting, the culinary arts, and charity.
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14237516/1/Soft-silk-is-hard-to-tear
https://archiveofourown.org/works/47086126
Emil, thanks for the preliminary reading.
Irene Adler, completely naked, meticulously examined herself in a full-length mirror in her dressing room. She was not going to hide from the world that she had plastic surgery and Botox injections. If Cher turned such things into a successful show that added popularity and fees to her, then Irene can too.
However, for some reason, what gave Cher a new charm became fatal for Irene.
No, there are no complaints against the surgeon. He did a skin lift, and Botox is great. But the falsehood is still visible. And she strangely added ten years of age to Irene instead of reducing it by five years, as she and the doctor had planned.
[It would be better for me to leave small wrinkles than look like a plastic mummy,] she thought.
But top managers on TV channels don't like even small wrinkles. And many young beauties are hanging around their necks. Irene was flying out of the love section of the media market. And she had nothing to advance to the heights and stay there without the help of lovers. "I'm not Julia Louis-Dreyfus or Mary Berry (18)". Irene never deceived herself.
Of course, she has money. And there are investments that provide a stable income. However, she has become a common person. Another rich ordinariness among a billion of the same.
Not a star.
Not a queen.
The nobody.
Or not?
Sherlock Holmes texted her before the bandages were removed from Irene. She wrote to him a lot, saying that she always wanted him, but now she could not come. Sherlock didn't answer.
Irene realised he was not interested in her. Sherlock wanted to use her. And given what he himself told her about his attitude towards her, Sherlock was about to shove Irene into someone's bed.
This was out of the question! Irene was never shy about using sex to advance her career, but she always decided for herself who, when, and how to bestow her body and acted only in her own interests. She's not Readybed!
At the clinic, Irene pondered plans for revenge against Sherlock. However, now the mirror has made her change her plans. If Irene solves Sherlock's problems solely with her wits and diplomatic skills, it will turn her into one of the big bosses of the show business world.
It's not glory. But it is power and strength. This will make her the chosen one.
And Sherlock loves only the mind. He never noticed Irene's beauty in the days when it was natural. But Sherlock was infatuated with her for a couple of days; he admired Irene when she outsmarted Mycroft.
Irene winced at the thought of Mycroft. He almost ruined everything. And Irene found out in practice that blackmail is a profitable occupation but too troublesome.
But if she solves the problems of the victims of blackmail, she can rule the world. Any information can work for the client if it is properly presented to the public. Irene also became convinced of this in practice when she tried her hand at blackmail.
It's time to take advantage of this discovery.
And Sherlock doesn't care about her appearance. This used to infuriate Irene, but today she appreciated the benefits of such an attitude.
Irene didn't understand why she was so passionate — almost to the point of obsession — about Sherlock. She always considered herself free from love, passion, and other nonsense. She took and conquered hearts; she made people's souls burn but remained cold and detached. But Sherlock wasn't like anyone else. He isn't a man at all, but a fabulous elf. Irene wanted him like crazy. And she didn't abandon her attempts to charm him, to break through his coldness and detachment.
Irene threw on her dressing gown and went into the office, where she started to look for information about what problems Sherlock got himself into. It must be something incredible if it surpasses the scandal that erupted around Sherlock and to which he was indifferent.
But there is nothing online about Sherlock specifically. In any case, there was nothing at the time of that SMS. After that, a small scandal began with the soundtrack for the clip, which was assembled from pieces. And it was absurd: the video, by definition, is not the work of a singer but of a sound engineer. But the scandal about consumer fraud flared up seriously. However, he was interrupted by a scandal with a claque company disguised as an animal shelter.
But this is interesting. In order for the police to undertake such an investigation, Mycroft had to put pressure on her. But he didn't save his brother from a much worse scandal. The synthesised song didn't harm Sherlock; it even raised his rating as a songmaker: no one has ever created such lively and emotional audio tracks. Irene hadn't heard the song, but everyone wrote about it that way, and Irene had no reason to doubt such a characterization. Otherwise, video game makers wouldn't be bombarding Sherlock with offers.
However, Mycroft tried to bring to the fore not the talent of his brother but the firm-claque. And it was incredible! Mycroft didn't save his brother when he was truly in danger but rushed to the attack against what could benefit Sherlock.
Or is it not about Sherlock? But who, then, is so important to Mycroft? Is it the song performer?
Irene found photos of the singer.
[God, what's the spit-up?] she exclaimed with disgust.
Sherlock had always been indifferent to appearance, but to that extent... Irene even doubted for a moment whether she needed Sherlock if he coveted such a creature.
[Mycroft!] she figured it out. [Is he, too?]
Unbelievable... Both brilliant brothers stuck to this? And it turned out that Sherlock called Irene because she must distract Mycroft from... what was his name? ...John Watson?
"I will destroy you, Sherlock Holmes!" Irene exclaimed, enraged.
***
To prevent his name from being at the epicentre of the scandal, Anderson transferred all copyrights to his songs, lyrics, music, and arrangements to Scotland Garden Records. The studio, of course, was concerned about its own reputation, not the fate of Anderson — even if Scotland Garden Records would kick Anderson out and order compensation from him in favour of John Watson, the reputational damage was still too great. So the studio found some guy from the third tier of vocalists. An unremarkable specimen for sub-singing, without the slightest chance of a solo career. Such a "saboteur" can't stain the honour of the studio — he couldn't even be considered a full-time employee, just an occasional part-timer, nobody. But the scandal turned him into a famous blogger-hater. And crowds gathered to watch him swear and viciously ridicule music and movie celebrities.
Anderson even envied his rapidly growing popularity. And he regretted that he didn't choose this career option for himself. But Anderson had to admit that Lestrade was right: he does not have such a sharp and funny tongue as Joe Harrison. The guy was a third-rate singer but a deadly great hater. And although the reason for his hatred of John Watson, which pushed Joe Harrison to the claque company, was hastily invented, Harrison's talent for evil speeches made it convincing. The name Scotland Garden Records has remained unsullied. And the studio even scored a few reliability points when they paid John Watson compensation.
And Anderson turned into an office plankton on a small salary. One new song a month, constant concerts — the studio was not going to stand on ceremony with him and decided to use it for wear and tear.
Anderson could have left, but the rumours spread quickly, and now he could only work for his own confectionery chain. And its popularity rests solely on the musical fame of Anderson. The day he disappears from MTV and BBC Radio 2, the network will go bankrupt, unable to compete.
[It is necessary now, while I have fame, to invest more in the brand and promote new products. However, it takes a hell of a lot of time. But I'll be busy all the time. And my wife will not deal with these... She only knows how to spend my money. I can't even divorce her; she'll leave me a beggar!]
And on the horizon problems with the throat loomed because of overworking.
***
Stella Hopkins asked John to rehearse a song with him. What he did with Dimmock's singing was fantastic! Dimmock was a good singer — a very good one — but after studying with John, his singing turned into something fantastic.
Stella frequently received songs from Sherlock, but he was always unhappy with her. Stella was glad that he gave her songs at all — Sally Donovan could only dream of this. But Sherlock never explained what he didn't like. And John... His musical education is superficial, but his ability to perceive music and use intuition is incredible.
If not for Dimmock's jealousy! Stella was afraid that John would leave for the village again. Moreover, all or almost all the leading singers of Scotland Garden Records wanted to study with him. And that really pissed off Sherlock!
Stella could expect a lot from him, but not the search for a secluded farm in Sussex. Does he want to take John there? Does he want to steal him from Dimmock?
Stella smiled contentedly. Scotland Garden Records hasn't been this interesting and full of passion for a long time.
**********
(18)
Julia Louis-Dreyfus (born 13 January 1961) is a popular actress, comedian, and producer in the US. She is one of the most awarded actresses in America. And she also performed a lead role in a very successful television series about the active life of a woman of not a young age.
Mary Berry (born 24 March 1935) is a popular food writer, chef, baker and television presenter in the UK. She has many awards, and she was appointed Dame Commander of the Order of the British Empire (DBE) for services to broadcasting, the culinary arts, and charity.
