Fic Rec: Other People
Title: Other People
Author: proxydialogue
Pairing: John/Sherlock
Length: ~9400 words
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: None
Verse: Sherlock BBC
Author's Summary: Return fic. It’s a long road from the afterlife back to John Watson.
Reccer's Comments: This fic is poetry. (Well, not literally; the author has a beautiful way with images, words, and metaphor, is what I want to say.) It is a post-Reichenbach/hiatus/return story that focuses mainly on Sherlock's point of view: where he went, what he did, and how he felt. It is about two very broken men who become even more broken by being apart, and the fact that even getting back together will not fix them. The author obviously says it much better than I could, as in this excerpt:
Instead of coming back together as two men remade, they were struggling back together as two burn victims crawling out of opposite sides of the same fire. And instead of finding their first breaths of fresh air, they were grateful to choke down even the ash and the smoke. Instead of safe and painless at last, they were feeling the slow regrowth of the nerves in their skin, and it hurt like hell.
It's billed as a hurt/comfort fic, but it is really a feel-good story in the end. The emotions are so well-depicted that my heart was beating right along with John's and my tears were falling right along with Sherlock's. It's really much more than just a narrative about John and Sherlock, though. It also has something to say about larger themes like identity, the subjectiveness of reality, faith, sanity, secrets, and truth. You don't have to be a literary sort of person to enjoy this fic at all, though. There's also clever dialogue, exotic destinations, and of course hot man-sex. A wonderful piece from a very talented author.
Author: proxydialogue
Pairing: John/Sherlock
Length: ~9400 words
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: None
Verse: Sherlock BBC
Author's Summary: Return fic. It’s a long road from the afterlife back to John Watson.
Reccer's Comments: This fic is poetry. (Well, not literally; the author has a beautiful way with images, words, and metaphor, is what I want to say.) It is a post-Reichenbach/hiatus/return story that focuses mainly on Sherlock's point of view: where he went, what he did, and how he felt. It is about two very broken men who become even more broken by being apart, and the fact that even getting back together will not fix them. The author obviously says it much better than I could, as in this excerpt:
Instead of coming back together as two men remade, they were struggling back together as two burn victims crawling out of opposite sides of the same fire. And instead of finding their first breaths of fresh air, they were grateful to choke down even the ash and the smoke. Instead of safe and painless at last, they were feeling the slow regrowth of the nerves in their skin, and it hurt like hell.
It's billed as a hurt/comfort fic, but it is really a feel-good story in the end. The emotions are so well-depicted that my heart was beating right along with John's and my tears were falling right along with Sherlock's. It's really much more than just a narrative about John and Sherlock, though. It also has something to say about larger themes like identity, the subjectiveness of reality, faith, sanity, secrets, and truth. You don't have to be a literary sort of person to enjoy this fic at all, though. There's also clever dialogue, exotic destinations, and of course hot man-sex. A wonderful piece from a very talented author.