the complete adventures of sherlock holmes

Lots of people, including myself, have included “read more books” on their list of New Year’s Resolutions. So I thought I’d compile some book recommendations to provide you guys with inspiration! In no particular order, here’s a list of 101 books I’ve read and loved.

FICTION

  1. To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee (my all-time favorite!)
  2. Ella Minnow Pea by Mark Dunn
  3. The House on Mango Street by Sandra Cisneros
  4. Sabriel by Garth Nix
  5. Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë
  6. Room by Emma Donoghue
  7. The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes by Arthur Conan Doyle
  8. I’ll Give You the Sun by Jandy Nelson
  9. A Man Called Ove by Fredrik Backman
  10. The Yellow Wallpaper and Other Stories by Charlotte Perkins Gilman
  11. The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto by Mitch Albom
  12. Eleanor & Park by Rainbow Rowell
  13. Heart-Shaped Box by Joe Hill
  14. The Way We Live Now by Anthony Trollope
  15. Edgar Allan Poe: Complete Tales and Poems by Edgar Allan Poe
  16. Salt to the Sea by Ruta Sepetys
  17. Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen
  18. Inside Out and Back Again by Thanhha Lai
  19. Animal Farm by George Orwell
  20. Wild Awake by Hilary T. Smith (an underrated but oh-so-beautiful book)
  21. A Tree Grows in Brooklyn by Betty Smith
  22. Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy
  23. The Art of Racing in the Rain by Garth Stein
  24. Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone by J.K. Rowling (duh)
  25. Everything, Everything by Nicola Yoon
  26. Uglies by Scott Westerfeld
  27. The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald
  28. Island of the Blue Dolphins by Scott O’Dell
  29. The Odyssey by Homer (I recommend the Robert Fagles translation)
  30. The Book Thief by Markus Zusak
  31. It by Stephen King
  32. Gone With the Wind by Margaret Mitchell
  33. All the Bright Places by Jennifer Niven
  34. The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry (even better if you can read it in the original French!)
  35. The Things They Carried by Tim O’Brien
  36. Savvy by Ingrid Law
  37. The Bad Beginning by Lemony Snicket
  38. The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky
  39. Water for Elephants by Sara Gruen
  40. The Boy in the Striped Pajamas by John Boyne
  41. Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut
  42. The Once and Future King by T.H. White
  43. The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins
  44. Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontë
  45. The Odds of Loving Grover Cleveland by Rebekah Crane
  46. The Joy Luck Club by Amy Tan
  47. Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe by Benjamin Alire Sáenz
  48. The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt
  49. Hunger by Knut Hamsun
  50. Out of My Mind by Sharon M. Draper
  51. The World According to Garp by John Irving
  52. Macbeth by William Shakespeare
  53. The Old Man and The Sea by Ernest Hemingway
  54. Fangirl by Rainbow Rowell (love, love, love!)
  55. The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern
  56. All Quiet on the Western Front by Erich Maria Remarque
  57. The Handmaid’s Tale by Margaret Atwood
  58. The Help by Kathryn Stockett
  59. A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseini
  60. My Sister’s Keeper by Jodi Picoult
  61. The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath
  62. The Sun Also Rises by Ernest Hemingway
  63. It’s Kind of a Funny Story by Ned Vizzini
  64. 1984 by George Orwell
  65. The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman
  66. Stargirl by Jerry Spinelli
  67. The Paper Magician by Charlie N. Holmberg
  68. The Sympathizer by Viet Thanh Nguyen
  69. It Can’t Happen Here by Sinclair Lewis (a book whose message is especially relevant in light of the recent election)
  70. Lucky Boy by Shanthi Sekaran

NONFICTION/POETRY

  1. Born a Crime by Trevor Noah
  2. When Breath Becomes Air by Paul Kalanithi
  3. Where You Go Is Not Who You’ll Be by Frank Bruni (a must-read for anyone stressed out about college admissions and the Ivy League hype)
  4. Alexander Hamilton by Ron Chernow
  5. The Reason I Jump by Naoki Higashida
  6. salt. by Nayyirah Waheed
  7. Killing the Rising Sun by Bill O'Reilly
  8. I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings by Maya Angelou
  9. The Princess Saves Herself in this One by Amanda Lovelace
  10. The Glass Castle by Jeannette Walls
  11. Night by Elie Wiesel
  12. Ariel by Sylvia Plath
  13. Hillbilly Elegy by J.D. Vance
  14. A People’s History of the United States by Howard Zinn
  15. Tuesdays with Morrie by Mitch Albom (this is the memoir that baby memoirs want to be when they grow up)
  16. Cosmos by Carl Sagan
  17. Thinking, Fast and Slow by Daniel Kahneman
  18. The Diary of a Young Girl by Anne Frank
  19. The Ethics of Ambiguity by Simone de Beauvoir
  20. Black Skin, White Masks by Frantz Fanon
  21. How to Become a Straight‑A Student by Cal Newport
  22. The Color of Water by James McBride
  23. A Short History of Nearly Everything by Bill Bryson
  24. Shoe Dog by Phil Knight
  25. We Should All Be Feminists by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
  26. The Road to Character by David Brooks
  27. Outliers by Malcolm Gladwell (all of Gladwell’s books are great tbh)
  28. The Boys in the Boat by Daniel James Brown
  29. Unbroken by Laura Hillenbrand
  30. No Matter the Wreckage by Sarah Kay
  31. Our Numbered Days by Neil Hilborn

P.S. If you’re trying to read more in 2017, check out my posts about goal-setting and habits!


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Sophia :)

  • Warning: OOC to the max. This is actually a continuation of a three year old post that I had rediscovered recently.
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  • Sherlock: *Huffs* He won't listen to me.
  • Molly: *Gently strokes her husband's cheek* Just be patient.
  • Sherlock: I have been patient for the last ten minutes!
  • Molly: *Looks out through their open bedroom door and into the silent sitting room* Reason with him in the same way you've reasoned with him before. *Looks back at her frustrated husband* You won't be able to do that if you hide here.
  • Sherlock: *Huffs and ruffles his curls* I have explained to him. I have reasoned with him. Bargained. Bribed. Even 'begged' *Points wildly to himself* Begged! *Throws his hand in the air* Me!
  • Molly: Sherlock...
  • Sherlock: *Looks pleadingly to his wife* Please, Molly. I have a case. Lestrade has a case waiting for me. *Gestures towards the sitting room* Waiting for 'us'. You have to intervene now.
  • Molly: *Contemplates for a few seconds before nodding* Okay, I'll try. *Grabs something from the bedside table* Come on!
  • *Husband and wife both goes out of their bedroom and into their sitting room.*
  • John: *Quietly sitting in the sofa and staring at the approaching couple*
  • Molly: *Moves towards the center of the room then stops a few feet away from the sofa* Hi, John.
  • John: *Nods* Hello, Molly.
  • Molly: *Stares back at her husband before facing John and kneeling*
  • John: *Eyebrows shot up but remains quiet.*
  • Molly: *Smiles softly at John before turning back to stare at her still standing husband*
  • Sherlock: *Huffs but goes and kneels beside his wife*
  • Molly: *Whispers to her husband* Why don't you try again?
  • Sherlock: *Sighs deeply but bends closer towards the floor* I have explained to you using logical reasoning. I have bargained with a fair match. I have bribed with a rich price. And I have 'begged' with utmost sincerity. Still, you remain stub-
  • Molly: *Nudges her husband* No wonder he won't listen to you! You sound like a nagging robot. My turn. *Looks straight back before lowering herself closer to the floor* Evan, sweetheart, *she says with a sweet and gentle voice* Daddy needs his scarf back now. He and Uncle John have a case and they need to go out to catch the bad guy. But it is cold outside, so he needs his scarf. Would you please give it back to daddy?
  • Sherlock: *whispers bitterly* How is that any different from what I did?
  • Evan Hooper-Holmes, 11 month old extraordinaire who had been sitting on the floor beside his godfather's leg: *clutches his prized possession closer to his body* Nooo.
  • Molly: *Still smiling sweetly* I know you like that scarf sweetie, But Daddy needs it. He'll get sick if you don't give it to him. Do you want daddy to get sick?
  • Sherlock: *protests* I don't get sick!
  • Molly: *turns back to glare at her husband before looking again at their stubborn toddler*
  • Evan "Ain't-I-the-cutest" Holmes: *Looks at his hard-earned price before staring back to his poor daddy who is now wearing his "have-pity-on-me" face* Noooooo, ba scaffy ain!
  • Molly: *leans closer to her baby and touches the edge of the blue scarf* I know, it's your sweetheart -
  • Sherlock: *protests* It's mine!
  • Molly: *looks back again to glare at her husband*
  • Sherlock: *sags in resignation* Fine...
  • Molly: *Smiles back at her son.* I know it's yours sweetheart so maybe you can let daddy use it for now? So that he won't get sick?
  • Evan "I-have-the-British-government-wrapped-in-my-pudgy-fingers-even-if-he-denies-it" Holmes: *Looks down at his precious treasure*
  • Molly: *Sees her baby boy's resolve breaking down* Tell you what Evan, while you are lending Daddy the scarf, I'll lend to you Mommy's scarf. *offers her possession that she had snatched before exiting their bedroom*
  • Evan "I-can-make-the-girls-swoon-faster-than-my-three-continents-godfather" Holmes: *Sees the elusive but equally, if not more precious treasure, goes to throw away the blue scarf and grab the pink one* Eyyyyyy.
  • Sherlock: *Sees how easy it is for his son to discard his scarf in favor of his mom's, starts to get competitive* That *points at his discarded scarf* is a vintage Paul Smith cashmere scarf that is not produced anymore! Meanwhile, 'that' *points at the black and pink scarf now being chomped by his son* is just a home knitted scarf that your mother's spinster aunt give out every year! Spawn, you clearly still need a lesson in taste!
  • Evan "I-can-make-anything-my-division" Holmes: *Stops and stares at his father*
  • Sherlock: *stares back at his mini-me, willing him to understand how far superior his scarf is over that of Molly's*
  • Evan "genius-in-the-making" Holmes: *Giggles at his silly father before taking a bigger bite of his recent acquisition*
  • John: *Stands up from the sofa and retrieves his best-friend's discarded scarf* Come on, man! You've clearly lost this one. At least now you have your 'cashmere' scarf back *Drops the scarf on the head of the still kneeling consulting detective*
  • Molly: *Giggling at the sour look of her husband* Come on, Sherlock. At least you got it back!
  • Sherlock: *Stands up and finally loops the scarf in his neck* I don't even need this, I don't get sick anyway!
  • John: *Waiting outside the flat's door* Then why did you spend 10 minutes 'begging' to get it back?
  • Sherlock: *bends down to kiss his wife goodbye* Principles, John. Principles.
  • John: *Snorts* More like, your costume won't be complete without it.
  • Sherlock: *Moves on to ruffling his son's curls before straightening up and exiting the flat* As I said. Principles.
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  • Edit: As @sherlolly29 asked, this is the old story written three years ago: http://creamocrop.tumblr.com/post/78315599726/a-pair-of-aquamarine-eyes-stared-at-the-expanse-of
Text vs Subtext, the invisible struggle

Have you ever felt like the text in Sherlock is telling you one thing while the subtext is telling you the exact opposite?

Because that’s the impression I keep having since Season 4.

If we focus only on The Final Problem alone, we keep hitting this wall and the ending brings the conflict to its paroxysm.

“Who you really are, it doesn’t matter. It’s all about the legends, the stories, the adventures.”

These final words from our Mary-narrator drove us mad. No, who you are does matter, Moffat told us for years this was a show about a detective and not a detective show. This is a complete turnabout, what happened to the story we love?

And yet that’s what the text tells us but the subtext? The subtext is telling a very different story:

Play you, Eurus said, but when did Sherlock play Sherlock Holmes? Only at the very end, when Sherlock finally gets what Eurus wanted.

This melody doesn’t come from nowhere, it’s what Eurus was playing while Sherlock was about to meet her. It was the very first notes we heard, the melody she repeats when he finally sees her.

Such beautiful music, Sherlock said to the guards, Eurus said it was right. Maybe it’s both but they can grasp only one aspect separately.

When Eurus gave him the violin and asked him to play ‘you,’ what she meant was: I’ve given you the melody and the instrument, this is you, play it now. Sadly Sherlock didn’t understand that she had already given him the answer. It’s only at the end he does, only when both participants, Sherlock and Eurus, two sides of him, are working in unison that the melody is complete.

The melody is Sherlock Holmes, this is a duet, finally this is ‘Who you really are’. Sherlock has integrated what Eurus is, she is his emotions and he’s accepted his identity, completely.

At the same time Mary is telling us that who Sherlock and John really are doesn’t matter, the music is screaming the exact opposite.

Yes, Mary has taken over the narrative, she’s telling us what we’re supposed to think now but the subtext?

The subtext is resisting.

Mary is telling us what John and Sherlock are is irrelevant but the part she’s trying to repress, Sherlock’s emotional side, Eurus, is having none of it.

In fact, whenever you add Eurus in the equation, she thwarts the narrative’s plans, Mary’s plans every time:

  • The Six Thatchers could be called: the story in which John is a side character. Mary takes John’s place as Sherlock’s sidekick, she intrudes in the first half and completely manages to make the whole second half revolve around her. The one moment John finally manages to be somehow relevant, where John isn’t passive is when he interacts with E.
  • Oh yes, Mary’s brillant plan… we could say it worked, mostly. She’s commented everything John was doing, she’s told Sherlock what to do. John is just playing his part, whether he is aware of it or not. Mary told Sherlock to ‘save John Watson’, he isn’t the deuteragonist really, he has become the real case. But for all her brillant plan and omnipresence in the episode, Mary didn’t quite manage to have the last word. Sherlock and John have their catharctic moment because there was a woman on the bus. E is the real reason they manage to fix everything. It’s not Mary’s super difficult case and John saving Sherlock, it’s John confessing his guilt that saved him. E is the last straw that pushed him to finally cry and heal. And then Eurus shot him, she didn’t let Mary’s presence be the last thing on our mind.
  • The Final Problem, Mary is talking and with Sherlock she’s giving her narrative the middle finger by playing the exact opposite.

“Because I know who you really are. A junkie who solves crimes and the doctor who never came home from the war.”

No, Sherlock isn’t just a junkie and John told Mary he’s not the man she thought he was, both in TST and TLD. Saying she does doesn’t make it true and the subtext keeps saying us we’re right and she’s wrong.

Text vs Subtext, both should be working in harmony and we’ve got them against each others.

Our First Kiss// Sherlock Holmes

Originally posted by explosivecumberbatch

Requested by Anon:  Hi!! I was wondering if you could do a sherlock x reader, where they have their first kiss? Maybe you could write it similar to the scene between Han and Leia, and their first kiss in the millenium falcon? Sherlock like: you’re trembling. And the readers like: I’m not trembling. But then Sherlock kisses them?? It’s just an idea, you don’t have to if you don’t wanna. Thanks anyway :)):

I’ve been thinking about this for weeks, so I hope you all enjoy it!

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His lips were always moving.

Smiling, talking, pursed, pressed..

But you wondered how they tasted.

Sherlock Holmes was infuriatingly irritating, hauntingly mesmerizing, and altogether beautiful. The only one who knew about your feelings towards the Consulting Detective was his partner John Watson, who was one of many in your circle of friends. 

The first day you knew Sherlock - he hated you because you were incredibly distracting. Why? You were beautiful. 

Within the first month he had chased away every man who was interested in you. You flirted back and forth constantly for weeks, occasionally held hands, but it never went further then that. With his personality, you never knew whether or not he was manipulating you or genuinely felt the same way. 

So of course, John had to suggest you did something about it. 

  “You are incredibly beautiful, and you have all the skills you need to reel him in. He’s the type of guy where you really just have to go for it.” John proclaimed, lifting his wine glass in the air to clink it against your own. Sherlock had specifically said he wasn’t needed for this case, and you were struggling so of course you’d called him over with red wine as incentive. 

  “If I didn’t know any better, I would say you were gay.” 

John snorted and pressed a finger against your lips as the door to the building opened. Sherlocks steps were the easiest to distinguish of everyone who ever came through 221B. “I’m not gay, but I am Mr. Love! Hop to it! I’ll be in the hall closet!” He rushed down the hall and hid himself inside the closet just as Sherlock appeared in the doorway of the kitchen. 

  “Ah y/n. Having a night in?” He commented, folding his hands against his waist as you lifted your wine glass. “For two, I assume?” Your eyes flickered over to where Johns glass had been sitting before he’d fled the premises. “Your lips are red.’’

You snorted rather loudly and stood from the table. How many glasses had you had? Four? “That’s what alcohol does to you-” You retorted, gasping as you took several steps before stumbling. Your vision was hazy, but you didn’t fail to notice the strong arms that wrapped around your waist. “Oh, now you’re way too close to me.” 

It was true. His face was just inches from your own, so close that you could smell the mint on his breath. His hands were firmly gripping your hips, twirling his thumbs in a circular motion on top of your blouse. Just the touch of his thumbs sent shivers down your spine. “You’re shaking. Is it the alcohol or the physical reaction you display when I’m around you?” His voice dropped an octave as he pressed the lower part of your body against the door that also led into the flat. Your eyes flickered down to his lips and in that moment, you made your decision. 

  “Both.”

Your fingers slid up his chest to tug on his hair, pulling him flush against you as you propped yourself on the wall. His lips were exactly as you had always imagined; warm and soft against your own, as if they were whispering the millions of words he refused to speak aloud. You tilted your head to the side, sighing into his mouth as he teased your lips open. 

He was just beginning to explore your mouth when you pulled away, resting your forehead against his own. “I think this may be a new experiment I need to continue to… analyze.” Sherlock panted. You lifted your head to look at his dilated pupils and couldn’t help but smile just as his eyes met yours. “What? Was it that good?” 

  ‘’You kissed me.” 

  “According to my deductions of both you and myself, I think we’ve been wanting to kiss each other for months. I hope I’ve made it quite clear in the time we’ve known each other how I feel about you.” He replied. “Now I think this is what leads to me asking my next question. Would you like to be my girlfriend?” 

You were so stunned at his remark that John took the opportunity to jump out of the closet, completely hammered with the remaining red wine he’d taken in with him spilled all over his shirt. Laughter emanated in the kitchen as he threw a fist in the air and began to pound it. “Say yes!” He cried out. “They don’t call me Doctor Love for nothing, y’know!” 

Sherlock buried his face in your neck to hide his laughter. Your hands found their way underneath his chin, lightly running your thumbs across his sharp cheekbones. “It would be my greatest adventure to date you, Sherlock Holmes.” 

  “DOCTOR LOVE WINS!”

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John trying to teach Sherlock how to 'act straight'...
  • sherlock: women? yeah, I like women. they’re very… women-y. pretty and beautiful and such. how do they even manage to do their eyebrows so well oh my gosh. goals. did I just say that? no, no, I don’t want nice eyebrows at ALL. no, I’m manly, ahaha. *sweats* say, is that girl over there wearing louis vuitton?! I must get that at once. no, no, not for me, no gay— I mean way. I’m going to get it for my… ah… girlfriend. yes, ah, her name is John— erm, John-na. Johnna. like ‘Donna’ but with a ‘J.’ she likes to blog about our, er, very heterosexual adventures. our idea of a date is watching the rocky horror picture show. no no no that was a JOKE!! why would I, sherlock holmes, ever watch such a non-straight movie?! my actual favourite movie is… titanic. jack is hot— I mean, er, NOT my favourite character, because rose is simply the prettiest even though her hair is completely devoid of any product and on a scale of one to ten it’s about a four on the soft-and-fluffy-looking scale—
  • john: sherlock, if you talk like this in public, everyone is going to know you’re gay, not to mention gay for me, in less then five seconds.
  • sherlock: damn! *slams fist on table* was I really that obvious?
Literary Inspired Webseries Runtime Stats

Ever wanted to binge watch a webseries, but they all felt so long? YouTube doesn’t list the total runtime of a playlist anymore, but you can get a browser extension that tells you the runtime. So I’ve used this extension to catalogue how long LIWs are, so next time you want to go watch a show, you know exactly what you’re getting into.

If there’s a show I haven’t included that you’d like me to add, just let me know!

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The Red-Headed League

Can I say this little summary by stating that it gives me life when Holmes says “my dear Watson”? Okay, on with the rest.

“You have shown your relish for it by the enthusiasm which has prompted you to chronicle, and, if you will excuse my saying so, somewhat to embellish so many of my own little adventures.” (This is the beginning of the little squabble that follows. And I love it. Jabez Wilson be damned, we’ll b bickering about this here an now ;))

“Holmes chuckled and wriggled in his chair, as was his habit when in high spirits.” (I’m sorry, but that’s adorable)

“Sherlock Holmes and I surveyed this curt announcement and the rueful face behind it, until the comical side of the affair so completely overtopped every other consideration that we both burst into a roar of laughter.” (I love this scene!)

“He curled himself up in his chair, with his thin knees drawn up to his hawk-like nose, and there he sat with his eyes closed and his black clay pipe thrusting out like the bill of some strange bird.” (Watson is outdoing himself with his descriptions in this one)

“I have nothing to do to-day. My practice is never very absorbing.” (someone help me with the English here. Does that mean his practice isn’t very busy? or not very interesting?)

“I have known something of him before.”
“Evidently,” said I, “Mr Wilson’s assistant counts for a good deal in this mystery of the Red-Headed League. I am sure that you inquired your way merely in order that you might see him.” (whoever decided to portray Watson as a dim-witted idiot was clearly an idiot himself)

“My friend was an enthusiastic musician, being himself not only a very capable performer but a composer of no ordinary merit. All afternoon he sat in the stalls wrapped in the most perfect happiness, gently waving his long, thin fingers in time to the music, while his gently smiling face and his languid, dreamy eyes ere as unlike those of Holmes the sleuth-hound, Holmes the relentless, keen-witted, ready-handed criminal agent, as it was possible to conceive. In his singular character the dual nature alternately asserted itself, and his extreme exactness and astuteness represented, as I have often thought, the reaction against the poetic and contemplative mood which occasionally predominated in him. The swing of his nature took him from extreme languor to devouring energy; and, as I knew well, he was never so truly formidable as when, for days on end, he had been lounging in his arm-chair amid his improvisations and his black-letter editions.” (another great description) 

“To me, with my nerves worked up to a pitch of expectancy, there was something depressing and subduing in the sudden gloom, and in the cold, dank air of the vault.” (Just made me wonder if lying in wait there brought back memories from lying in wait as a soldier) 

“It saved me from ennui,” he answered, yawning. “Alas!I already feel it closing in upon me. My life is spent in one long effort to escape the commonplaces of existence.” (This is easily my favourite Holmes quote. Maybe because I can relate to it so well.)


More questions about Watson’s practice brought up here. Going back to the line quoted above. If his work isn’t interesting, why is he doing it? It doesn’t sound like a “Oh it’s a bit slow at the moment” kinda comment. If it means that work doesn’t keep him busy then how can he afford a house in Kensington? (provide Kensington was a posh area to live in then too?) Any comments, thoughts, knowledge etc. would be hugely appreciated! :)

I was asked to make a master post about all the books on my bookshelves (I’m about half way through and this is taking so long so It won’t be all my books but the majority). Most of these are YA books but there are classics and adult fiction mixed throughout. These are all my physical books wether I’ve read them or not and I’m just going to go off the goodreads genre ratings for where they fit (so please don’t message me explaining why another book should be in this genre and blah blah blah - this has taken me ages so yah. enjoy) They’re all linked to goodreads so you can read more about the books!

Also, I will put stand alone books in italics. I’ll write the titles of all the books in a series but the link will only be to the first book. 

Contempary:
Let’s Get Lost by Adi Alsaid
Zac and Mia by A.J.Betts
Bird by Crystal Chan
Stolen by Lucy Christopher
Paper Towns by John Green
Looking for Alaska by John Green
Let it Snow by John Green, Maureen Johnson and Lauren Myracle
We Were Liars by E. Lockhart
On the Jellicoe Road by Melina Marchetta
Beautiful Monster by Kate McCaffrey
In Ecstasy by Kate McCaffrey
Crashing Down by Kate McCaffrey 
Destroying Avalon by Kate McCaffrey
Solitaire by Alice Oseman
The Silver Linings Playbook by Matthew Quick
Fangirl by Rainbow Rowell
Landline by Rainbow Rowell
The CInderella Moment by Jennifer Kloester
Love Letters to the Dead by Ava Dellaira
Change of Heart by Jodi Picoult

Romance:
If I Stay & Where she Went by Gayle Forman
Eve & Adam by Michael Grant and Katherine Applegate
The Fault in Our Stars by John Green
An Abundance of Katherines by John Green
Will Grayson, Will Grayson by John Green
These Broken Stars by Amie Kaufman and Meagan Spooner
The Crane Wife by Patrick Ness
Anna and the French Kiss, Lola and the Boy Next Door and Isla and the Happily Ever After by Stephanie Perkins
Lucy in the Sky by Paige Toon
Johnny Be Good by Paige Toon
Eleanor
 and Park by Rainbow Rowell
Before I fall by Lauren Oliver
Attachments by Rainbow Rowell
The Betrayal of Natalie Hargrove by Lauren Kate
Beautiful Disaster by Jamie McGuire

Fantasy:
Of Poseidon, Of Triton & Of Neptune by Anna Banks
Graceling, Fire & Bitterblue by Kristin Cashore
The Mortal Instrument series by Cassandra Clare (City of Bones, City of Ashes, City of Glass, City of Fallen Angels, City of Lost Souls, City of Heavenly Fire)
The Infernal Devices series by Cassandra Clare (Clockwork Angel, Clockwork Prince, Clockwork Princess)
Spark by Rachael Craw
Deep Blue by Jennifer Donnelly
Beautiful Creatures by Kami Garcia and Margaret Stohl
The Telling, The Laeduin and Immortal Combat by Leah Giarratano
Thyla by Kate Gordon
Spellcaster and Steadfast by Claudia Gray
Switched, Torn and Ascend by Amanda Hocking
Wake, Lullaby, Tidal and Elegy by Amanda Hocking
The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer and The Evolution of Mara Dyer by Michelle Hodkin
Teardrop by Lauren Kate
I am Number Four, The Power of Six, The Rise of Nine, The Fall of Five and The Revenge of Seven by Pittacus Lore
Throne of Glass, Crown of Midnight, Heir of Fire and the Assassins Blade by Sarah J. Maas
Cinder, Scarlet, Cress and Winter by Marissa Meyer
The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern
The Originals by Cat Patrick
Defiance, Deception and Deliverance by C.J.Redwine
Percy Jackson and the Olympians and The Heroes of Olympus by Rick Riordan
The Collector by Victoria Scott
Enders Game by Orson Scott Card
Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children and Hollow City by Ransom Riggs
Poison Study, Magic Study and Fire Study by Maria V. Snyder
The Raven Boys and The Dream Thieves by Maggie Stiefvater
Daughter of Smoke and Bone, Days of Blood and Starlight and Dreams of Gods and Monsters by Laini Taylor
A Great and Terrible Beauty by Libba Bray
Harry Potter by J.K.Rowling
A Monster Calls by Patrick Ness and illustrated by Jim Kay
His Dark Materials by Philip Pullman
A Song of Fire and Ice by George R.R.Martin
Shiver, Linger, Forever and Sinner by Maggie Stiefvater
Half Bad by Sally Green
Tandem by Anna Jarzab
Gameboard of Gods and The Immortal Crown by Richelle Mead
True Fire by Gary Meehan
The Final Empire by Brandon Sanderson
The Bone Season by Samantha Shannon
The Prophet’s Daughter by Kilayla Pilon
The Winners Curse by Marie Rutkoski
Tinder by Sally Gardner
Saga by Brian K. Vaughan
Shadow and Bone, Siege and Storm and Ruin and Rising by Leigh Bardugo
Rebel Belle by Rachel Hawkins
The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Ava Lavender by Leslye Walton
The Archived by Victoria Schwab

Paranormal (Angels, Ghosts, Vampires, Werewolves):
Spirit and Dust by Rosemary Clement-Moore
The Summoning by Kelley Armstrong
The Coldest Girl in Coldtown by Holly Black
Antigoddess by Kendare Blake
Anna Dressed in Blood & Girl of Nightmares by Kendare Blake
A Beautiful Dark, A Fractured Light, A Radiant Sky by Jocelyn Davies
Wolf Pact by Melissa de la Cruz
High Stakes & Hunted by Alex Duval
Angelfall & World After by Susan Ee
Hush, Hush, Silence, Crescendo and Finale by Becca Fitzpatrick
The Hunt, The Prey and The Trap by Andrew Fukuda
Unearthly, Hallowed and Boundless by Cynthia Hand
Hereafter, Arise and Elegy by Tara Hudson
Fallen, Torment, Passion, Rapture and Fallen in Love by Lauren Kate
Vampire Academy, Frostbite, Shadow Kiss, Blood Promise, Spirit Bound and Last Sacrifice by Richelle Mead
Bloodlines, The Golden Lily, The Indigo Spell, The Fiery Heart and Silver Shadows by Richelle Mead
Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse, Breaking Dawn and The Short Second Life of Bree Tanner by Stephanie Meyer
Red Moon by Benjamin Percy
The Vampire Diaries by L.J.Smith
Lament by Maggie Stiefvater

Dystopia: 
The Rain by Virginia Bergin
Ashes, Shadows & Monsters by Ilsa J.Bick
The Darkest Minds, Never Dade & In the Afterlight by Alexandra Bracken
Eve, Once and Rise by Anna Carey
The Selection, The Elite, The One and The Selection Stories by Kiera Cass
The Hunger Games, Catching Fire and Mockingjay by Suzanne Collins
Matched, Crossed and Reached by Ally Condie 
The Maze Runner, The Scorch Trials, The Death Cure and The Kill Order by James Dashner
Wither, Fever and Sever by Lauren DeStefano
The Enemy, The Dead, The Fear, The Sacrifice and The Fallen by Charlie Higson
The Giver by Lois Lowry
Tomorrow When the War Began by John Marsden
Delirium, Pandemonium and Requiem by Lauren Oliver
The Knife of Never Letting Go, The Ask and the Answer and Monsters of Men by Patrick Ness
Acid by Emma Pass
Divergent, Insurgent, Allegiant and Four by Veronica Roth
Lockdown and Solitary by Alexander Gordon Smith
Slated, Fractured, Shattered by Teri Terry
Reboot and Rebel by Amy Tintera
Uglies, Pretties and Specials by Scott Westerfeld
The 5th Wave and The Infinite Sea by Rick Yancey
More Than This by Patrick Ness
Shatter Me, Unravel Me, Ignite Me and Unite Me by Tahereh Mafi
The Water Wars by Cameron Stracher
The Fearless by Emma Pass
Across the Universe by Beth Revis
The Program and The Treatment by Suzanne Young
Revolution 19 by Gregg Rosenblum
Once We Were by Kat Zhang
Legend, Prodigy and Champion by Marie Lu

Classics: 
Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit by J.R.R.Tolkien
The Complete Sherlock Holmes by Arthur Conan Doyle
The Complete works of William Shakespeare
The Divine Comedy by Dante
The Adventures about Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain
Grimms Fairytales by Jacob Grimm
The Seven Novels of Jane Austen
The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas
H.P. Lovecraft The Complete Fiction
Alice in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll
The Complete Fairy Tales by Hans Christian Andersen
Dracula by Bram Stoker
Three Novels by The Bronte Sisters
To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee

Autobiography:
Bossypants by Tina Fey

Mystery:
Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn
The Edge of Nowhere by Elizabeth George
The Messenger by Markus Zusak
S. by J.J.Abrams and Doug Dorst
The Killing Woods by Lucy Christopher
The Da Vinci Code by Dan brown
The Lost Symbol by Dan Brown
Digital Fortress by Dan Brown
Inferno by Dan Brown
Deception Point by Dan Brown

Historical Fiction:
The Book Thief by Markus Zusak
Between Shades of Grey by Ruta Septeys
War Horse by Michael Morpurgo
Masquerade by Kylie Fornasier
Les Miserables by Victor Hugo
The Bronze Horseman by Paullina Simons

If there’s any mistakes or broken links let me know! I’ll try and update this when I have more time. 

Sherlock’s heart

MYCROFT:  My brother has the brain of a scientist or a philosopher, yet he elects to be a detective. What might we deduce about his heart?

JOHN:  I don’t know.

M:  Neither do I. But initially he wanted to be a pirate.

First of all, let’s just assume that Mycroft knew very well what they could deduce, otherwise he wouldn’t bother saying this to John. Most importantly, Steven Moffat knows exactly what Mycroft meant to say, since he wrote the script. Consequently, Mycroft tries to tell something to John without saying it straight out. 

But what does Mycroft - Mr Moffat - mean? 

A philosopher and a scientist are the seekers of what we ‘d call objective truth. Frequently, philosophers and scientists frown upon personal needs, desires and sentiment (heart) because they believe they will make them deviate from the understanding of objective truth. 

Sherlock ‘s got a mind as brilliant as one of a philosopher or scientist. However, in spite of being a graduate chemist, it’s not the acquisition of knowledge itself that excites him. The more knowledgeable he is, the easier it becomes to solve a case. This is apparent in TGG. Sherlock is completely indifferent towards the fields of science which aren’t useful for his job, for what he enjoys to do the most (one of the reasons I always considered him a Slytherin rather than a Ravenclaw, just saying). 

And his job is a detective. A detective also seeks truth, but not a factual - objective - universal - scientific truth. He seeks truth in order to restore justice. That’s why John considers Sherlock a hero - Sherlock denies being one, but if he didn’t have a strong sense of righteousness, he could have picked something else instead of chasing criminals. He could become the next great mind of 21st century or make an invention that would earn him fame, money and global gratitude. But he didn’t.

Also, there is a great chance that the people who deny great values that are attributed to them are the ones who possess those values the most. Sherlock refused being humble in A Study in Pink, yet in The Sign of Three he said in a large audience that he never expected to be anyone’s friend. What sort of arrogance is that? Sherlock has built a wall around him, he wears the mask of the arrogant, mysterious and distant, but deep inside he is a very soft, emotional, humble, moral being. I think he denied being a hero to John, because he simply can’t believe himself being a hero and moreover because he is afraid that he will eventually fail John. As John builds up higher and higher expectations, Sherlock feels inadequate and fears John will end up disappointed and leave. The good news is John never believed his words, but he believed in his soul. John Watson is far more intelligent than he ‘s given credit for. 

But initially he wanted to be a pirate.

The pirates are people of doubtable morals, usually criminals who lead dangerous and unpredictable lives. But Sherlock was fascinated by them when he was a kid. The kids only know about their charm and appeal. What is the charm of a pirate? That he sleeps without knowing what ‘ll happen next, he sails wherever his heart desires, he acquires what he wants and lives without planning. Also, in kids’ imagination pirates frequenty have heroic motives. A pirate might use his mind when he wants to form a battle strategy, in all other occasions he follows only his heart. (I am always talking about a child’s perspective of pirates.) There are not such things as scientific truth or acquisition of knowledge for a pirate. The only thing that matters is his heart’s desire. 

Consequently, I think that what Mycroft tried to tell John was that Sherlock doesn’t have a great mind. Sherlock Holmes has a great mind AND a great heart. Actually, judging by the fact that Sherlock dreamed to be a pirate and he was a very sensitive kid (third season), Mycroft might as well mean that Sherlock Holmes has an even greater heart than mind

Growing up, a victim of a serious emotional trauma (as I suspect), Sherlock decided to prioritize his mind first instead of his heart as an act of self-protection. However, it’s impossible for him to completely ignore his heart’s desires, so he chose the middle ground. He had all the good will to study chemistry, but he wasn’t interested enough in something so brainy to actually make a living out of it. He became a detective in order to take the risk and live the adventure. To beat bad people. Restore justice for the weak. And, of course, in order to study people, their emotions and motives. Sherlock is indeed a very human, human being and John was once again spot on. 

Was Holmes in Love with Watson? A Look into the Books

From Sherlock Holmes: His Last Bow, ‘The Adventure of the Devil’s Foot’:

For those who have not read the complete Sherlock Holmes collections, here is what’s going on in the excerpt below: Sherlock Holmes and Watson are listening to a man (named Dr. Sterndale) confess his crime of killing another man. Dr. Sterndale killed the man to avenge his love’s death.

Dr. Sterndale: “‘I laid his offense before him. I told him that I had come both as a judge and executioner. The wretch sank into a chair, paralyzed at the sight of my revolver. I lit the lamp, put the powder above it, and stood outside the window, ready to carry out my threat to shoot him should he try to leave the room. In five minutes he died. My God! how he died! But my heart was flint, for he endured nothing which my innocent darling had not felt before him. There is my story, Mr. Holmes. Perhaps, if you loved a woman, you would have done as much yourself. At any rate, I am in your hands.’”

(Holmes lets the man go, a decision Watson agrees with.)

Sherlock Holmes: “You would not denounce the man?’”

John Watson: ‘“Certainly not.’”

Sherlock Holmes: “‘I have never loved, Watson, but if I did and if the woman I loved had met such an end, I might act even as our lawless [Dr. Sterndale] has done. Who knows?’”

Pay close attention to the phrase heart was flint in the text. Let’s jump ahead roughly a hundred pages, which finds us in a new story.

From Sherlock Holmes: The Case Book of Sherlock Holmes, ‘The Adventure of the Three Garridebs’:

Again, for those who have not read the story, Holmes and Watson have tracked down a murderer named Mr. Evans and are confronting him. Keep in mind Watson is the narrator, so ‘I’ means Watson in the second paragraph.

“‘Well, well!’ said [Mr. Evans] coolly as he scrambled to the surface. ‘I guess you have been one too many for me, Mr. Holmes. Saw through my game, I suppose, and played me for a sucker from the first. Well, sir, I hand it to you; you have me beat and –’

“In an instant he had whisked out a revolver from his breast and had fired two shots. I felt a sudden hot sear as if a red-hot iron had been pressed to my thigh. There was a crash as Holmes’ pistol came down on the man’s head. I had a vision of him sprawling upon the floor with blood running down his face while Holmes rummaged him for weapons. Then my friend’s wiry arms were round me, and he was leading me to a chair.

“‘You’re not hurt, Watson? For God’s sake, say that you are not hurt!’

“It was worth a wound - it was worth many wounds - to know the depth of loyalty and love which lay behind that cold mask. The clear, hard eyes were dimmed for a moment, and the firm lips were shaking. For the one and only time I caught a glimpse of a great heart as well as of a great brain. All my years of humble but single-minded service culminated in that moment of revelation.

“‘It’s nothing, Holmes. It’s a mere scratch.’

“He had ripped up my trousers with his pocket-knife.

“‘You are right,’ he cried with an immense sigh of relief. ‘It is quite superficial.’ His face set like flint as he glared at our prisoner, who was sitting up with a dazed face. ‘By the Lord, it is as well for you. If you had killed Watson, you would not have got out of this room alive.’”

You cannot make me believe this was not a very deliberate and precise parallel. Keep in mind these books were written from the 1880s - 1910s. It has to be indirectly stated. I know that you could argue Holmes loved Watson in a platonic way only, but I cannot seriously look at these two passages, with the very perfect parallels and the phrase ‘hard as/set like flint’ conveniently in both and draw any other conclusion other than Holmes was in love with Watson.

Originally posted by mostlybenedict

Violin - (Sherlock Holmes x reader)

Request : Could u do a Sherlock x sister!reader imagine where Sherlock hears you playing on his violin and it makes him smile 😄. Thanks ❤️❤️❤️

Story : A sweet melody invaded the living room of the 221b baker street. A melody who is both sweet and melancholy. As each day when you were alone, when Sherlock and John was not here, most often when they were on a case, you took your violin and you let your heart speak. It seems that music is your only way to express your emotions. You’re a very secret young girl, nobody knows much about you, not even your two older brothers. Your privacy is something that you do not share even with the people you love the most in the world. 

Sherlock is, like you, someone who does not show his feelings very much. Maybe it’s in your blood after all. Despite appearances, your big brother was very worried about you, he would have liked that you trust him. That you would share your moments of happiness as your moments pain. He wanted you to leave him the chance to fully perform his role of big brother.

While your sweet melody brushed almost disarming intensity, Sherlock and John climbed the stairs to reach the apartment. If John was not very touch about it, it was completely different to your big brother. Finally, he understood. Each rating caressed his ears, like a gentle breeze. He seemed to finally read you, through music you showed yourself from the bottom of your heart. He seemed to be able to feel your joys as your sorrows. He run to the door of your apartment and opened the door quietly. He listened to what was to be the final notes of your melody, your sweet adventure. A smile sat on his face. John joined him within seconds later.

John: “She’s good”

Sherlock: “Although more than we could imagine”

BOOK INVENTORY

So, late last night scandalousnurse suggested we compare books and immathrowabrickatyou was curious what’s on my shelves too.  

So, I spent like two hours just now cataloging every book currently in my possession (not including stuff on my Kindle, or things that are in storage for safekeeping, i.e., sets of Dickens and Shakespeare published in the 1800s). 

So, here’s a list of all the books I currently own, organized by category and then alphabetized by author, because I work in a bookstore and that’s how we do things. 

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The Mole - by ChrisCalledMeSweetie on AO3

Ten strangers must work as a team to win money on a reality/adventure TV show hosted by Mycroft Holmes. The twist? One of them is a mole, hired by the producers to sabotage the game.

Created for the Sherlock Fall TV Season Challenge @falltvseasonsherlock  

Episode 8 - The Winner Takes It All…  Right?

The remaining players face a final challenge at the Reichenbach Falls before the identity of the mole can be revealed.  Who will survive until the bitter (or sweet) end?

This fic is now complete.  You can binge watch read all 8 episodes while you wait for The Final Problem to air.

TV Guide Cover Art by @breath4soul

Tags under the cut - let me know if you’d like me to tag or untag you

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AUs? I gotcher AUs right here!

Okay, so, since I have utterly failed at writing anything new for FenHawke week (curse you, residency schedule!), and today happens to be AU Day of FenHawke week, I thought I could at least gather together all the AUs I’ve written over the years into one place. Most of them will be short little ficlets or oneshots, but others are full-length fics, so hopefully you can find something you like here. There’s, uh, quite a few of them.

All are complete, and all are Fenris/f!Hawke.


Fairytale AU, 7800 words (retelling of the The Six Swans)

Sherlock Holmes AU, 1750 words

Riddlemaster of Hed AU, 1600 words

Pride and Prejudice AU, 1000 words

Regency AU, 3500 words (Georgette Heyer adventure-style)

Fury Road AU, 2500 words

1940s Noir Spy AU, 1200 words

Princess Bride AU, 1800 words

Vampire AU, 97,000 words (don’t look at me like that)

Mass Effect AU, 950 words (general Mass Effect AU)

Mass Effect AU II, 1150 words (biotic brain camp AU)

Punk Rock AU, 2800 words

Pretend Married Telepathic Secret Spy AU, 3500 words

Modern AU, 2000 words (Christmas oneshot)

Zombie Apocalypse AU, 1300 words

It’s not quite original work, but I hope this provides some entertainment all the same! :D

Ohhh my godddd

So just recently I found out that Gizoogle is an actual thing.

It’s like when you go to a site on Chrome that has a foreign language and you can have Chrome try and translate the page into English for you, except with Gizoogle, it translates everything into Gangsta. All you have to do is either google something on it or just paste the URL of a specific page you want it to translate and it will do it for you.

So I decided to try Gizoogle on John’s blog and my god.

It’s beautiful

here are some other highlights I found to be…just magical.

Even the translation knows just how gay Sherlock and John and their adventures are together.