Sherlock BBC Prompting Meme

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  • Multiple fills are encouraged, and all kinds of fills are accepted! Fic, art, vids, cosplay, interpretive dance — whatever. Go wild! :D

  • Don’t reprompt until TWO parts after the last posting of the prompt.

  • RPF (real person fic, i.e. fic involving the actors themselves) is not supported at this meme.

  • Concrit is welcome, but kinkshaming, hijacking, and flaming are not tolerated.


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Please consider warning for prompts that may trigger people (and also for fills, because some people read in flat view) and phrasing prompts in a manner that strives to be respectful.

Things which you might want to consider warning for include: Rape/Non-Con, Death, Suicidal Thoughts, Self-Harm, Underage Relationships, among others.

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Useful resources for Sherlock and LiveJournal.
Sherlock screencaps.

Jim rings in the New Year by doing something... special. Sherlock is not amused but for some reason, everyone else keeps pointing out that it was secretly hilarious.

Edited at 2012-01-03 03:48 am (UTC)

Old friends Female!John

Joan and Sherlock knew dated years ago Sherlock found the med student/doctor with an adrenaline addiction fascinating and Joan just loved Sherlock and his crazy ways.

However when Sherlock's drug use starts to become bad, their relationship falls apart. Joan joins the army and Sherlock falls further into addiction until he hits rock bottom and gets clean, possibly with some help from Mycroft or Lestrade.

So Sherlock like canon is working as a consultant detective and Joan has just been invalided home where she gets a job at the morgue cue Lestrade bringing Sherlock in to lock at a case and them meeting again

Feel free to shift around as you like i've just had this plot in my head for so long but it will not come out when i try to write it :)

Re: Old friends Female!John

(Anonymous)
This sounds like fun.

Lestrade/Gregson

(Anonymous)
Lestrade and Gregson, when they meet, have some epic sexual tension. Epic enough that everyone around them gets hot and bothered, hot enough that Sally jumps Anderson in front of his wife, strong enough that Sherlock starts publicly snogging John.

Neither of the two really seem to notice that.

It is decided that for the good of the yard, the two must resolve that sexual tension- with sex

Re: Lestrade/Gregson

(Anonymous)
need this so BAD!!!!!!!!

A bit of headcannon

(Anonymous)
Once upon a time, Mycroft was a con man. It goes without saying, he was very good.

He says 'Perez' was involved.

Re: A bit of headcannon

(Anonymous)
i want this. i want it so bad.

IDEK

(Anonymous)
Someone discovers and buys one of these (http://www.amazon.com/dp/B003YZ3BTU/ref=asc_df_B003YZ3BTU1845236?smid=A1IP6NWLSWHZ3Q&tag=hyprod-20&linkCode=asn&creative=395129&creativeASIN=B003YZ3BTU), and sneaks up behind people to use it on them at random. (If you don't know why this would be amusing, you've probably never had one used on you.)

Note for those at work/with family: product linked is G-rated. Probably. We do have some creative people here.

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(Anonymous)
Uh.

Actually, I had a seizure once when someone did that to me. Not exactly amusing.

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Black Books Fusion

(Anonymous)
Sherlock owns a bookstore where he insults all the customers and doesn't have the first clue on how to actually run a business. While drunk (or high) Sherlock hires John to help him run the business. Once sober, Sherlock freaks a bit about hiring John, but since John really needs a job, they agree on a trial.

Eventual S/J and wacky shenanigans, please! :D

Black Books crossovers are always a good idea. Seconded!

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Monster!Sherlock and Hunter!John Reprompt

(Anonymous)
John comes from a long line of hunters, but he wants nothing to do with the family business and believes that not all monsters are evil.

When he meets Sherlock (who is a vampire/werewolf/whatever kind of monster you'd like to write about), he doesn't tell him about his family (after all Sherlock deduced that they're not close).

They start a relationship and solve crimes, and every thing is wonderful. Until, Harry or someone else he's related to basically come to visit and take one look at Sherlock (and Mycroft if he's visiting) and tells John off for betraying his family.

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Re: Monster!Sherlock and Hunter!John Reprompt

(Anonymous)
Any preferences? Do you mind some slash or porn, or would you prefer it to be just gen?

Become a victim!

(Anonymous)
(I'm not sure if this sort of thing is allowed, so forgive me if it isn't.)

You (yes, you, the writer) are a serial killer's victim. Sherlock has been called in to inspect you. What sort of things does he discover about you just by looking?

Un-person 1/2

(Anonymous)
(I don't think this is what you wanted. It... didn't come out right. Sorry. But hey - fill!)

Once there was a me, and the me was a pattern, a large one that covered the whole and made it move as one great machine. Now, that me is gone, and the pattern has changed; it is many little patterns working to make the big structure into little ones.

The blood that once flowed through the veins has settled already but the nerves have nothing to talk to to get things working properly again. The brain is still and the chemicals no longer combine and reform to make the patterns move together as one. Hope, anger, love, vengeance, faith, despair – they are not to be found here anymore. And yet...

The memory of the pattern remains. The memory of a me remains. And I am waiting for someone to hear my voice.

There is a pattern, a man, who is complaining at another one. The pattern of the vibrations are comprehensible still, but in a day, two days, twenty, I know the memory will fade.

“Do we have to get him in? He’s only going to sneer at us and tell me I’m too thick to live.”

“I don’t see we have any other option, Anderson, this is the fifth in a row and honestly we should have got him in ages ago.”

Neither can hear me. My voice is not what it was. I speak a different pattern, now, a different language.

Time passes, but not much.

“Well, John?”

“Blow to the side of the head, probably with one of the bits of pipe that are around here. If it wasn’t for the number of victims, I’d assume it was a drug deal gone wrong – you can see the track marks, though most are pretty old, and her pupils are dilated indicating a recent fix.”

The pattern touches the skin that was once me, but there is nothing there to tell if the contact is kind or clinical. There is a gentleness to his voice that, if the vanished pattern was intact, the me that was once there would find soothing. Or so what is left believes. He listens, but not to what I need him to.

“Very good, John! Completely wrong, but at least you’re trying to use your brain. Look at the calluses on the left hand and the right index finger – clearly this is a woman used to carrying a briefcase in her non-dominant hand in order to leave her dominant hand free to write.”

This pattern is listening to me. But – it is listening to small things.

“Or open doors, but more likely she writes a lot. Hair long, cared for but pinned away from her face; neat clothes but her jacket over there has deep creases on the back. The sort of physique acquired in a gym rather than through active exercise. So, office worker, the kind who does a lot of paperwork. Literal paperwork that is; not on a computer, and she probably has to carry around a heavy bag or briefcase as a result. Immigrations, perhaps; lots of paperwork there, and the occasional home visit.”

These are the dull things I can’t help but say. He is not listening properly to what I need him to hear before the memory is gone.

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Perception Issues

(Anonymous)
Because this hits very close to home.

It hurts when people close to you tell you that you're fat/ugly/too short/too whatever.

Mycroft, after hearing Sherlock's comments about his weight one too many times, starts to doubt whether the person he sees in the mirror is actually him, or just who he wants to be.

Someone has to dissuade him of this thought.

Would you mind if this was a slashy fill, anon op?

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Crossovers!

(Anonymous)
Ever wanted to do a crossover but haven't seen a prompt that really tickles your fantasy? Can't get it spun into a full blown tale?

Gimme a drabble crossing over your newest fandom you love with Sherlock.

Danger Zone - an Archer/Sherlock crack drabble

(Anonymous)
"Did he just call you 'Mummy?'"

Malory Archer sets her morning Martini down on her desk and looks at her son. "Yes, Sterling, I'd like you to meet your brother."

Sherlock is already eyeing the man standing before him appraisingly. Same dark hair, eyes almost like his own but slightly more..."Ah," he says, "you must be Sterling. Sterling Archer. I know quite a lot about you." Sherlock cocks his head to one side and doesn't extend his hand.

"That's funny, because I've heard nothing about you!" Archer's voice raises dangerously at the end as he glares past Sherlock at his mother. "More secrets, Mother, really? Let me guess which high ranking foreign official you had relations with this time? What kind of accent is that anyway, Irish? Do they even have a Parliament?"

Malory rolls her eyes, "For God's sake, you idiot, he's British and possibly even your full brother; I've never mentioned him because I've never needed him until now."

Sherlock picks up a file of the desk and flips it open. "There's been a break-in at a high security vault in one of the biggest banks in London. Some extremely sensitive documents were stolen. The vault belongs to ISIS, thus our mother asked me to come to the U.S. in person to discuss how we can best regain the stolen property without alerting the authorities of either country. This is definitely something," he grimaces distastefully, "best swept under the rug."

"So you've known about me your whole life and I just find this news out today and now we're just supposed to team up to solve a crime? I'd say we have a family therapy session first but alcohol is probably faster." Archer walks to the back of the office and pours himself a gin and tonic, double.

Sherlock smiles, "Oh no, I just found out you existed before you walked in the door." He sets the file down and paces across the room to stand, arms crossed, in front of his brother.

"I know you're a sex addict who never grew up, you look for love in the arms of every lady you cross but the one you really want love from is in the very room. Thanks in part to your Oedipal complex you've never really grown up and still play with toys, some traditionally considered manly, others some might call questionable. You like people to think you're intelligent so you've read a classic or two and probably memorized them so you can seem well educated, most likely to impress women. You are a well conditioned fighter though, fairly lithe yet muscular build, I'm guessing lacrosse helps keep you in shape more than actual sparring and again, you chose it to meet women at the country club. How am I doing so far?"

Archer drops the lime he's been holding into his drink. "Yeah, well, you have a really stupid coat, I mean for God's sake, it's July, what's wrong with just a black turtleneck? Who are you showing off for?"

Sherlock busies himself with his phone for a moment, sending out a text before replying. "Sorry, have to dash, don't think I'll actually need your help on this one, but I'll be certain to let Mummy know if I do, Duchess."

He gives Archer a tight smile and swishes out of the room. Archer yells a final question after him, "Hey, how do you know my code name, that is top secret, top secret! Mother, how does he know my code name when I don't even know his real one?!"

Sherlock hears her answer as she crosses the room to shut the door. "Sit down, Sterling, and I'll tell you what little I can of Sherlock. Sherlock Holmes."

"What the hell kind of name is Sherlock? Were you drunk when you pushed him out too?"



*I can't help it, every time I watch Archer I think "he and Sherlock have the same mother." Archer, btw, is the best show you're not watching. :D


Vulcan!Sherlock

(Anonymous)
Sherlock isn't a sociopath or emotionally absent, he's just...part Vulcan.

I'll leave it up anyone who takes this how much Vulcan (half, quarter etc), whether to include Vulcan!Mycroft, and characters and pairings, although it would be fun to have John or the Yarders find out!

Re: Vulcan!Sherlock

(Anonymous)
SECONDED!

And have you read the one WIP where Sherlock is Vulcan and starts to go into Pon Farr?

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阴阳眼

(Anonymous)
Sherlock has Yin Yang Yan.

How does this affect him?
Who finds out?
How do they deal?

Bonus points if:
The Skull talks back :D :D
This is what upset Mummy D: D:

OP: 阴阳眼

(Anonymous)
Forgot this:

Major Bonus points if:
Sherlock isn't ace, he's just too put out by seeing things to do anything.

When he finally gets over it, he gets put out halfway through when something interrupts him :D

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reprompt from XXI

(Anonymous)
Original link: http://sherlockbbc-fic.livejournal.com/12826.html?thread=67149338#t67149338

Almost immediately after being invalided back to England, still recovering from malaria and barely able to move his left arm, limping something terrible, John leaves the hospital against medical advice and goes to the halfway house. He's ill and weak and depressed and takes to wandering aimlessly like a homeless person to keep from playing with his gun too much. Then one day he sees an old woman being mugged and the soldier inside of him jumps to attention; even though he's just a skinny slip of the man he used to be, he intervenes and manages to fight off the ruffians with his cane and pure adrenaline.

Pretty much right after it's over and he's made sure the old lady's alright, he nearly collapses from the adrenaline crash, too weak and hurt to go very far. The old lady takes pity on him and helps him back to her house for a lie-down since his cane got all bent out of shape. She's so grateful and sympathetic for the soldier that she offers him a place in her upstairs flat - well, he'd have to share with the young man who already made a deal on the place, but he's really a nice boy once you get past the fact that he's just been through detox and is going to an outpatient rehab program...

TL;DR Withdrawing!Sherlock and sickly!injured!John meet a few months earlier than in show canon. Lots of whump and h/c and general sickliness. Bonus points if at one point they have to support one another going up the stairs. Gen or S/J is good with me.

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Oh man, I love detoxing Sherlock fics. I might be back for this one, if I can get my thoughts organized. Great prompt!

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Film & Frisson (reprompt from before S2)

(Anonymous)
John's tongue nudges at his lower lip as he glances at the video camera perched beside their bed.

"So, it's recording, then?" he asks.

Sherlock crawls over him, a low laugh huffing hotly across John's face. "Ohhh, yes."

That old fanfic classic.

(Anonymous)
Hypothermia. Lots. Anybody. Hell, everybody. Bring it on.

Minifill that's not exactly hypothermia as much as prevention...

"If John got my message, he should be here within an hour or two. Until then we'll have to sit together and share body heat."

Sally clutches herself, shaking like a stalk of grass in the wind, and glares. "No. Bloody. Way."

Narrowing his eyes, Sherlock continues to stand across the locked freezer with his arms held out wide. "Oh, get over yourself. I'm happily spoken for," he drawls lazily, rolling his eyes. Still, she glares and holds herself and sinks defiantly onto a bucket. Well, it would be more defiant if she weren't turning a bit blue around the edges. Sherlock sighs. "Honestly, do I have to make you vulnerable and more susceptible to touch? Do I need to make you cry?"

"You damn well don't!"

"Then come here."

"Bite me!"

"Your mother died when you were ten," he cut over her with an icy edge to her voice. "Your father was indifferent to you since before you were born. You moved in with your grandmother at the age of 14, not out of convenience or security for your upbringing but because she had the beginnings of dementia; someone had to look after her and, again, your father was indifferent.

"Throughout your teen and adult years you've left behind a strong of jaded lovers who almost all thought you were exemplary - which you really are if you let yourself be - but you left them behind because you didn't want to end up trapped in a relationship you regretted; you're still searching for a sense of comfort and belonging that's deeper than a lover. You're still looking for a home."

She is ready to scoff and turn away. Of course the Freak knows her whole family history; that much isn't surprising. She'd learned how to suck up her feelings and get over it.

But Holmes isn't done yet. He's only just about to deliver the final blow. "And Sally, I am sorry, because if there is anyone of those idiots on the force who deserves to have a decent life and family, it is you. You were an exceptional daughter and granddaughter, and you are an exceptional officer."

Dammit. She puts a hand over her eyes and hides from the Freak as he slides closer and wraps an arm around her shoulders. The surprising warmth of his skinny frame is...well, surprising. And it feels much better than the cold. She reluctantly pulls her arms around him and settles in for a long wait.

"Oral fixation"

(Anonymous)
Oh meme, I need some fluff today: all I ask is some S/J with Sherlock being attentive and thorough with his mouth aaaaallll over John's body. Bonus points for less-expected places... back of the knee, under the arms, those little dimples above the buttocks...

Make me swoon with the fluff. (Although "whew, hot" is good, too, if you feel like going that direction.) <3

When they first met, Sherlock called the limp psychosomatic. He was right, of course, and it has gotten better. But the mind is a powerful thing; it holds on to pain with a vengeance. As much as it bothers him, frustrates him, maddens him, John Watson still feels pain in the perfectly intact flesh of his leg. No amount of adventure will make it go away completely.

And John’s frustration frustrates Sherlock. Too much angst hangs in the air, makes the flat all muddy with stupid thoughts (only Sherlock is allowed to truly mope). All of John’s nerve endings are fine. And Sherlock is going to prove it.

He starts where John tells him the pain is worst. His lips are dry and cool as they close lightly over the skin, somewhere between a kiss and a toothless bite. John shudders on top of the bed. One motion and Sherlock’s theory is proven, but he doesn’t stop. This is also a psychological experiment: countering psychosomatic pain with purely somatic pleasure, rewriting the responses of the nerves from the outside.

His hands cradle John’s leg in place as he drags his lips across it again. John’s hands curl into the bed sheets. His face looks attentive but not tense, and he promised to tell Sherlock if it hurt, so Sherlock continues.

Down the thigh, over the knee cap, lifting the leg to get to the back of the joint, then down the calf muscle. The kisses grow warmer and wetter as he goes, his own physical responses working in tandem with John’s twitching muscles. A long lick from the ankle back up to the knee has John breathing heavily in his throat. Sherlock presses his fingers into the starting spot, the supposed focal point of the pain, and John snorts: half laugh, half impatience.

“Stop doing that and get up here.”

“You are a terrible test subject.”

“I’m not a petri dish. So get up here and kiss me before I join you down there.”

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Liar, Liar

(Anonymous)
Sebastian Moran is a disciplined killer; he doesn't get caught. The only time he's ever gotten caught was when he brutally murdered one man.

Jim Moriaty does some digging and finds that Moran's first friend was a man named Carl Powers and that he had killed the man bragging about killing a man named Carl...

Well, there went the proposal plan on top of the grave of his first kill.

Re: Liar, Liar

(Anonymous)
Somebody please fill this please please pleeeaaaseee

Mycroft says $100. I guess that's the reward for the author?

Fem!Lestrade/John

They map out each others scars with their mouths.

bonus points if Sherlock still regards Lestrade in a parental view, and kind of freaks out over the two of them getting together.

Destined D/s World AU

(Anonymous)
/s world AU where each Dom and sub pair are created for one another (kind of like a destined soulmate thing).

Sherlock a Dom has never really concerned himself with finding his sub because he thinks once he finds him or her, they wouldn't like his lifestyle and will make him chose between them or his work.

(Of course, he knows he'll have to choose his sub because there are life threating consequences if he doesn't or die trying to live without his sub).

Que John his destined sub walking into his life and Sherlock testing the waters.

Re: Destined D/s World AU

(Anonymous)
Someone please do this, there are not enough fics out there to cover my D/S fetish.

Moriarty and Moran parenting wee!Sherlock and wee!John

(Anonymous)
Sherlock and John are kidnapped and hidden outside of UK, where they have been injected with a new chemical compound that causes them to regressed mentally and physically. Confused and scared wee!John and wee!Sherlock are then rescued, not by Mycroft or Lestrade, but by Moriarty and Moran. They actually planned to kill them when they are in their vulnerable states but one puppy eyes from wee!Sherlock and a giggle from wee!John leads them to be 'adopted' by the criminal mastermind and his colonel instead.

Give me Moriarty and Moran still being all evil, but when wee!Sherlock and/or wee!John walking into their space, they suddenly go into their 'parenting' mode. And if we have Moriarty teaching the still genius wee!Sherlock everything about being a consulting criminal and Moran teaching wee!John everything about military weapons, that will make my day :)

Re: Moriarty and Moran parenting wee!Sherlock and wee!John

(Anonymous)
OH SECONDED!

I can't help but picture:
"Slit their throats, Moran."
"I can't Jim, look at them. They're adorable."
"They're are enemies."
"But look John in his tiny jumper and Sherlock in his little coat! They're tiny people dressed like big people."
"Sebastian."

reprompt!

(Anonymous)
http://sherlockbbc-fic.livejournal.com/6375.html?thread=30175463#t30175463

Sherlock hasn't been eating in ages, and John is getting really worried.

"It's been so long, Mrs Hudson, if he doesn't start eating soon, I'm getting him to the hospital, nevermind what he says..." - "Oh dear. I think we need the detective inspector for this." - "Lestrade?"

You see, the thing is, Lestrade makes this *amazing* casserole dish, and it's about the only thing that will get Sherlock eating.

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(Anonymous)
Seconded!

(do you mind L/S, anon?)

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Mystrade

(Anonymous)
We all know that Mycroft likes to control things- so hows about we shake that up a bit?

5 times Mycroft attempted to control Lestrade and it failed spectacularly, and the one time he realized a simple 'Please' would have saved him so much trouble.

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(Anonymous)
i want it.

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Trigger Warning: Illnesses

(Anonymous)
Thank god for anon. This prompt is inspired by Queer as Folk...

Sherlock is HIV positive. When he and John become a couple, he dreads telling John this out of fear that John won't want anything to do with him anymore, will move out, move away, etc.

Despite the initial shock and discomfort, John accepts it. However people close to him are not as accepting at first, and one of Sherlock's biggest fears is that the yarders will somehow find out.

(I'm not looking for anything glamorized or even fluffy. I don't think I've ever seen this subject written about in fanfiction before and I realize it's very delicate, but I dunno. I like realistic fiction?)

Re: Trigger Warning: Illnesses

This is an excellent prompt and I hope it finds a filler who can do it justice. I too really appreciate realistic fiction, even when it deals with the harsh realities of a very potentially deadly and horribly stigmatized virus. I know that I, for one, would be very upset with the deplorable way Sherlock manages his health (no food, no sleep, running himself ragged) in light of his medical condition.

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Sherlock has made the brilliant deduction that both John and Lestrade are hopelessly in love with someone they won't say. He believes that they are in love with each other and tries to help them get together in his own Sherlockian way. But what he has got wrong this time is that John is in love with Sherlock and Lestrade is in love with Mycroft.

Seconded. Definite rom-com with embarrassed!wrong!Sherlock, pls!

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AU? - maiming warning

(Anonymous)
A semi-futuristic or alternative world-type where they are able to produce extremely functional artificial limbs that are able to be connected in to the nervous system, but you need to work at getting to use it well.

Sherlock loses his left hand, and has to handle the fact that he doesn't have the flesh one anymore. Perhaps during his denial he accidentaly hurts or breaks something because he is being stubborn about the therapy - like snapping the neck of his violin his violin when he tries to play because he hasn't yet gauged the strength of the new mechanical hand.

Sherlock has always tried to maintain that the body is transport - but he's never encountered a situation where his own was broken down completely and irrevocably. Does it depress him? Probably. Does he consider that having a mechanical equivalent as being less than optimal? Does John offer understanding, with his own long issues since he was retired from military service?

Some H/C and sweet angst, with eventaul acceptance and probable excitement over new possible capabilities would be lovely.

In Short - Sherlock loses a hand and gets a mechanical replacement - how does he deal with it?

Re: AU? - maiming warning

(Anonymous)
Seconded! I need this!

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