Summer Holmestice Recs
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nia_kantorkaThere are still a few fics of the Sherlock BBC and ACD fics of Summer ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
holmestice 2015 I haven't read, but I read a lot of wonderful fics during the last 15 days and need to rec three of them because they got stuck in my brain. All excerpts are under a cut.
Title: The Rumble of a Distant Drum (AO3)
Author: current anon
Pairing(s) Sherlock/John
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 3440
Content/Warnings: Alternate Universe - Apocalypse, Angst, Romance, Apocalypse, Implied Character Death, Post-Season/Series 03, First Time, Bees, Sherlock's Violin, POV Sherlock Holmes
Summary: Nine days after John's daughter is born, the apocalypse starts.
Why I loved it: Yes, this fic contains the Apocalypse, so not only John and Sherlock are going to die in the end. The why doesn't really matter the how does though. But even when everything is going to hell, it's a wonderful story full of love. A story of finally finding each other, of first times, of beautifully woven thoughts about life and death and about the fact that everything is better with the one's we love- even imminent death. The writing style was extraordinary and it felt much deeper and longer than the 3.5k it was. I can't wait to find out who wrote this gem.
Excerpt:
Sherlock has never been particularly attached to his dwellings, but it’s difficult to leave 221B when the time comes. He was content here, even happy. There are memories stored in every corner, every case file, every bit of damaged wallpaper. He studied John here, left and was left by him here, and he fell in love with him here, which Sherlock can finally admit to himself since it won’t matter for much longer.
He outran love for as long as he could, but it still found him, stalking him like a lion on the veldt until he finally let down his guard. Ruthless, it tore out his heart to cherish like a ruddy cabochon jewel.
In a way, Sherlock was right: falling in love really is the end of the world.
Title: Swoon (LJ)
Author: current anon
Pairing(s) Sherlock/John
Rating: R
Word Count: ~3500
Content/Warnings: none
Summary: Sherlock keeps fainting. There are approximately five different reasons why this might be happening. Possibly six.
Why I loved it: Jesus, just take a look at the scene titles. I'm such a sucker for a unique way to name parts of a story. Sherlock was so IC here, blunt, awkward, rude and a force on his own. But he was also very much and deeply in love with John. God, it really made my heart ache when he said to himself that he could wait three times. And the ending. You'll swoon over it, that's for sure. Such a wonderful ending. I hope the author will upload it on AO3 because this story should get all the kudos. *nods*
Excerpt:
Sherlock says at last, “I’ll wait.”
John bites his lip. “Sherlock. Please.” He shakes his head.
“Yes. I’ll wait. For you.”
“Sherlock. It wouldn’t work—”
But Sherlock isn’t even listening. He’s thinking. And planning. It’s a kind of hibernation, he sees. A retreat into a cave, a hole, a space where he could curl up and lick his wounds in the dark and quiet. He could do it, if it meant John might be his one day.
He could wait. He could wait.
He could wait.
Title:Midnight at the Murder Garden (AO3)
Author: current anon
Pairing(s) Sherlock/John
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 13,087
Content/Warnings: Explicit Sexual Content, BDSM, Control Kink, Descriptions of graphic murder and torture, Oral Sex, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Slow Build, Play Party, Anachronism, Clothing Kink, secret clubs, Undercover, Undercover as a Couple, Plot was not the point, Sherlock Is A Bit Not Good, John is a bit not good, Friends to Lovers, Romance, One-Sided Relationship, Anal Sex, Triggers, Treats of Rape/Non-Con
Summary: A series of gruesome deaths lead Sherlock and John into the underground world of posh play parties and dungeons. To attract the attention of the murderer they find themselves undercover at one of the most prestigious parties in London, where the entrance fee takes more than just money.
Why I loved it: Oh, a clever and wonderful explicit story with some of my favourite tropes and kinks. Undercover investigation as a couple...yes, please. Dom/sub dynamics...unf, Sex on display...*fans herself*. It's not all about the porn though. There was a wonderful gruesome case and though the author told the plot was not the point (as it's tagged), it was definitely thrilling to read. Oh, and there were leather trousers and great costumes too. :D
[It's not relevant for the plotline, but the frist name of the villian was chosen a bit oddly- I'm sorry, but Adelburt is not an old German name (or of a German speaking country). If you'll ever need such a name, better pick Edelbert or Adalbert.]
Excerpt:
The man’s trousers were still on, and John felt a moment of regret at what he was about to do to the tailoring. Yet Sherlock had been the one to hand him the supplies, and the temptation too thrilling.
He reached inside the bag they had brought and drew the knife. He felt Sherlock go still beneath him as he ran the dull edge along his sternum.
“You enjoy this don’t you?”
Sherlock’s gaze was half-lidded, heavy with lust, and he licked his lips.
“Go on. Tell me how much you enjoy this.”
“Yes.“
He brought the blade lower and fiddled with the top of the other man’s trousers.
“Don’t worry love, I’ll be very careful.”
A quick movement and the first button was gone.
Sherlock gave a quick inhale, his eyes wide, and his hips suddenly still.
The trousers strained under the action.
A second slice, and the next thread cut.
Then a third.
holmestice 2015 I haven't read, but I read a lot of wonderful fics during the last 15 days and need to rec three of them because they got stuck in my brain. All excerpts are under a cut.Title: The Rumble of a Distant Drum (AO3)
Author: current anon
Pairing(s) Sherlock/John
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 3440
Content/Warnings: Alternate Universe - Apocalypse, Angst, Romance, Apocalypse, Implied Character Death, Post-Season/Series 03, First Time, Bees, Sherlock's Violin, POV Sherlock Holmes
Summary: Nine days after John's daughter is born, the apocalypse starts.
Why I loved it: Yes, this fic contains the Apocalypse, so not only John and Sherlock are going to die in the end. The why doesn't really matter the how does though. But even when everything is going to hell, it's a wonderful story full of love. A story of finally finding each other, of first times, of beautifully woven thoughts about life and death and about the fact that everything is better with the one's we love- even imminent death. The writing style was extraordinary and it felt much deeper and longer than the 3.5k it was. I can't wait to find out who wrote this gem.
Excerpt:
Sherlock has never been particularly attached to his dwellings, but it’s difficult to leave 221B when the time comes. He was content here, even happy. There are memories stored in every corner, every case file, every bit of damaged wallpaper. He studied John here, left and was left by him here, and he fell in love with him here, which Sherlock can finally admit to himself since it won’t matter for much longer.
He outran love for as long as he could, but it still found him, stalking him like a lion on the veldt until he finally let down his guard. Ruthless, it tore out his heart to cherish like a ruddy cabochon jewel.
In a way, Sherlock was right: falling in love really is the end of the world.
Title: Swoon (LJ)
Author: current anon
Pairing(s) Sherlock/John
Rating: R
Word Count: ~3500
Content/Warnings: none
Summary: Sherlock keeps fainting. There are approximately five different reasons why this might be happening. Possibly six.
Why I loved it: Jesus, just take a look at the scene titles. I'm such a sucker for a unique way to name parts of a story. Sherlock was so IC here, blunt, awkward, rude and a force on his own. But he was also very much and deeply in love with John. God, it really made my heart ache when he said to himself that he could wait three times. And the ending. You'll swoon over it, that's for sure. Such a wonderful ending. I hope the author will upload it on AO3 because this story should get all the kudos. *nods*
Excerpt:
Sherlock says at last, “I’ll wait.”
John bites his lip. “Sherlock. Please.” He shakes his head.
“Yes. I’ll wait. For you.”
“Sherlock. It wouldn’t work—”
But Sherlock isn’t even listening. He’s thinking. And planning. It’s a kind of hibernation, he sees. A retreat into a cave, a hole, a space where he could curl up and lick his wounds in the dark and quiet. He could do it, if it meant John might be his one day.
He could wait. He could wait.
He could wait.
Title:Midnight at the Murder Garden (AO3)
Author: current anon
Pairing(s) Sherlock/John
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 13,087
Content/Warnings: Explicit Sexual Content, BDSM, Control Kink, Descriptions of graphic murder and torture, Oral Sex, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Slow Build, Play Party, Anachronism, Clothing Kink, secret clubs, Undercover, Undercover as a Couple, Plot was not the point, Sherlock Is A Bit Not Good, John is a bit not good, Friends to Lovers, Romance, One-Sided Relationship, Anal Sex, Triggers, Treats of Rape/Non-Con
Summary: A series of gruesome deaths lead Sherlock and John into the underground world of posh play parties and dungeons. To attract the attention of the murderer they find themselves undercover at one of the most prestigious parties in London, where the entrance fee takes more than just money.
Why I loved it: Oh, a clever and wonderful explicit story with some of my favourite tropes and kinks. Undercover investigation as a couple...yes, please. Dom/sub dynamics...unf, Sex on display...*fans herself*. It's not all about the porn though. There was a wonderful gruesome case and though the author told the plot was not the point (as it's tagged), it was definitely thrilling to read. Oh, and there were leather trousers and great costumes too. :D
[It's not relevant for the plotline, but the frist name of the villian was chosen a bit oddly- I'm sorry, but Adelburt is not an old German name (or of a German speaking country). If you'll ever need such a name, better pick Edelbert or Adalbert.]
Excerpt:
The man’s trousers were still on, and John felt a moment of regret at what he was about to do to the tailoring. Yet Sherlock had been the one to hand him the supplies, and the temptation too thrilling.
He reached inside the bag they had brought and drew the knife. He felt Sherlock go still beneath him as he ran the dull edge along his sternum.
“You enjoy this don’t you?”
Sherlock’s gaze was half-lidded, heavy with lust, and he licked his lips.
“Go on. Tell me how much you enjoy this.”
“Yes.“
He brought the blade lower and fiddled with the top of the other man’s trousers.
“Don’t worry love, I’ll be very careful.”
A quick movement and the first button was gone.
Sherlock gave a quick inhale, his eyes wide, and his hips suddenly still.
The trousers strained under the action.
A second slice, and the next thread cut.
Then a third.
