what if bela lugosi wasn't actually dead though i...
Quiet Upstairs. (4239 words) by VictoryCandescence Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Sherlock (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sherlock Holmes & Mrs. Hudson, Sherlock Holmes & John Watson Characters: Mrs. Hudson, John Watson, Sherlock Holmes Summary: When it came to Sherlock, they always asked after John. They meant well. But no one ever asked...
The Upstairs Room (2489 words) by TheNinth Chapters: 3/3 Fandom: Sherlock (TV), Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Sherlock Holmes, John Watson, Mrs. Hudson, Greg Lestrade, Mycroft Holmes Summary: Three years later, Sherlock returns. John’s not exactly pleased. Rating for language. Very easily interpreted as...
Oh shit! A Fanfiction! →
How Sherlock Holmes and I Started Sleeping Together Summary From the unblogged journal of John H. Watson. Expository tale about how the doctor and the consulting detective started sharing a bed.
Neil Gaiman: It is tragic when the BBC puts you... →
neil-gaiman: I could have got to the second round against some of the other people. Not David Tennant or Benedict Cumberbatch or Martin Freeman, obviously. Or Matt Smith. But possibly Hugh Laurie, because there are people who have forgotten that he’s English. Or Robert Pattinson, because it would have been…
My dad's Reichenbach theory: Sherlock jumped, and when John got hit by the bike, Iron Man swooped in and saved Sherlock. This is because Robert Downey Jr. is also Sherlock Holmes, and Sherlocks must stick together.
Sherlock: Hey, I just met you...
Sherlock: And this is crazy...
Sherlock: And by the way I know you're an Army doctor and you're recently back from either Afghanistan or Iraq and you have a psychosomatic limp because you were wounded, but not in the leg. Also, your brother is a drunk who split up from his wife because she doesn't like how much he drinks, and since she gave him the phone, he gave it to you because he doesn't want to keep it but it's too nice to just bin it. And you need a place to live. I have a place to live!
Sherlock: So here's my number.
John: ... Harry's my sister, actually.
Sherlock: So call me, maybe.