Seriously. One thousand and one. Compiled and edited by yours truly (sarahbellcastiel). All credit goes to whoever made them up in the first place. Please give me creds for compiling all this, though. Enjoy!!! (Also, because I’m a lazy little shit, its all in one post)
From Dusk Till Dawn
These are the fics I will always remember and enjoy reading, I have them saved and am eternally thankful for the talent of their writers and I really hope some of you will find new fics to fall in love with in this list.
Only the important warnings and the main tropes are in italics. Not all the fics are rated explicit. Three of them are still WIPs. Fics in the third category are the ones that made me cry despite having a happy ending. Fics in the fourth category might not be recommended for sensitive readers. Enjoy !
John Hamish Watson, M.D., aged 35, wasn’t a limping soldier invalided from Afghanistan, he was an accomplished and wealthy surgeon, working in a prestigious clinic right in the centre of London. And yet he couldn’t help but feel utterly and completely bored. Will a chance encounter with a strange man in a dark coat change his life? Obviously.
John Watson, a brave and adventurous boy, gets lost in the forest. Could it be any worse? Of course, since he meets there quite an extraordinary creature and befriends him. It seems that even the language barrier and cultural differences can’t stop the boys from having fun.
The mother was apparently poisoned, the son seems to have killed himself playing Russian roulette. It’s a murder and a suicide. Or is it a suicide and a murder? At least the case is distracting John from the fact that sex with Sherlock was probably a mistake right from the start. John will learn to cope, one way or another.
>>okay this one is a little angsty but the progress in their relationship is beautiful
They’d never talked about sex in the year they’d known each other. Well, that wasn’t quite correct: Sherlock had never said a word about sex; John had bemoaned his personal dearth of it on many occasions.
“Now look, John,” Sherlock began, doing up his buttons. “This is very much not what I came here with the intention of doing.”
“Oh?” John replied, puzzled. This was not, Sherlock admitted to himself, an unreasonable response. He had come to a brothel, he had received sex. To John’s average mind it must have made perfect, logical sense.
John still gets nightmares about Afghanistan. That’s the worst part of it all, he thinks – he still has dreams about sand and drowning to death in his own blood. But they’re more memory than nightmare.
The metaphor is imperfect but still workable. If my long term memory is a hard drive, then my short term memory is RAM. The hard drive became read-only following the illness. New data is stored in RAM and can be used while I remain awake. Going to sleep - 'turning off’ - wipes the RAM, returning the system to what it was prior to the illness.
The list that is tacked haphazardly on the refrigerator of 221B reads, ‘Kidney(s), and/or a full cadaver (preferably male, late 30s, under six feet tall), bag of fresh toes, sixteen cow’s eyes (corneas retained), dual exhaust hand –held flame thrower, an unopened first edition copy of Joseph Conrad’s 'Heart of Darkness’, and no less than ten abhorrently gruesome murders in the upcoming month.” The one neatly hanging next to it simply reads, “Sex.”
One of these lists is not John Watson’s. If John Watson were to put what he really wanted in list form, to live in a land somewhere beyond ‘almosts’ now that Sherlock Holmes has indeed returned to him, he would never be able to look his flatmate in the eye ever again.
Silent Hill AU (You don’t have to be a fan of Silent Hill to enjoy this. If you enjoy a good horror film or novel, and want a peek inside Sherlock’s head, this is for you too.)Gore - Violence - Torture - Death - Psychological horror - Harm to children - Cults
John is missing. When Sherlock receives a text summoning him to Silent Hill he’s intent on reclaiming his friend but the town has other ideas. Our detective must battle through a world shaped by his own troubled psyche as he uncovers the town’s secrets, attempts to find John and hunt down Jim Moriarty.
Hannibal Lecter AU - Dark!sherlock - Violence - WIP
Five years after John Watson puts the murderous Sherlock Holmes behind bars, a vicious copycat killer emerges. A reluctant John is pulled out of retirement to seek the expertise of the only man who can help, a man who has developed an unsettling obsession with John himself.
(Only because it is so obvious and I have yet to do it)
Dr. Lecter is a retired war veteran, attempting to reacquaint himself with civil an life. While looking for a place to live, he runs into an old friend, who tells him of another young man he know who is currently looking for a flatmate.
When the two are introduced, Hannibal is immediately interested in the neurotic Mr. Graham, more so when he realizes that the man has the self proclaimed title of Consulting Detective.
They move in together, and Hannibal begins assisting Will on cases, eventually persuading the detective that not all crimes need to be brought to court for justice to be served.
Will Graham is an ex-army doctor, invalided home from Afghanistan. Through a friend, he meets Hannibal Lecter, consulting detective, and soon they are sharing a flat together. The address: 221B Baker Street.