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Prompting Part XXXV

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This sounds awesome. I wants it.
Seconded!

Menu!Captcha says "french fried". Not sure what products will be french fried, but I think fries will be included.

YES!

Oh god, break my heart why don't you? As a violinist, I want this badly.

Thirding this.

YES.

+A BILLION.

DX

ahaha! poor John is watching them and probably wondering which one is more childish. :D

Thanks for the fun. )))

Any person in their right mind knows that otters are better.

perfect ending! I'm sure John will try his best to make up for everything. I'm so glad he's not demonised in this story!

I can't read this story on AO3 since I have no account but I saved this thread to be able to find it again. =)))

John is probably like, "Jesus Christ, why am I in love with you?"
Thanks for enjoying it !!

Obviously.
Glad you liked it!

Oh thank you so much! Once my ex stops googling me I will lift the 'AO3 members only' restriction. Hopefully sooner rather than later ;) I'm thrilled you like it enough to save the thread!

_{OP here!}

*screams happily* *flails* A fill! I am so excited and this is really good and eeeppppppp yus

*falls over happily*

Seconded! This setting would be lovely :)

Because both of them have lost the love of their life and they just want sex, no strings attached, so they can pretend for a little while that they are wanted.
(David as in Mary's ex.)
Lots of angst and pining please! Everything else is up to you :)

Oh god yes T.T my poor, precious baby

Ah, I'm a pianist myself, but I figure the feeling is the same for most musicians. Not being able to play for a while and itching to pick up your instrument, but when you finally get to it's just not how you expected it would go. It can be devastating, right?
Figured it would fit in nicely with the ptsd :)
-OP

You won me over, OP. I really shouldn't be writing this as I have other writing to finish, but, I will get to it. (I sometimes think my best stuff is the stuff I tell myself I shouldn't write and have no time for). Here's a teaser. I'm nesting it where I think it should go...it's caled Callouses. Any preferences for the Sherlock/John dynamic?

When the callouses start to peel, he's in a hotel in Brussels. Well, I say hotel. Hotels are clean, relatively safe things for the French on their August escape, the politician's respite from a tense day of negotiations at the EU or NATO, even the student backpacker's no-frills bunk as they make their obligatory trek across Europe-- a questionable bathroom down the hall with the shower that you really should wear flip-flops while using-- could be called a hotel. Not this. This is a mere building. And parts of it seem as if they are barely standing. The atmosphere doesn't matter. He's here to listen.

His mind is occupied with learning Dutch, but that doesn't mean he doesn't notice. He grudgingly resents Mycroft's natural talent for languages and diplomacy, and replaces the envy with cynicism. Some people were created to serve. A natural-born bureaucrat. No matter how high-ranking, that's all you are. A servant. He tries to take some comfort in the fact that he's not chained to a desk, despising legwork, and he will never be told there's no "i" in "team" or asked to help someone find a balloon with their name on it amongst the hundreds shoved into a glass-walled room in a conference center. (Now that's a proper hotel. It has things like a heater.) No matter how indispensable he is to New Scotland Yard, he is no teammate. But I digress. The callouses are a small thing, but of course he notices. Even though he is far more likely to notice his surroundings than his own body.

There's nothing Sherlock loves more than seeing his perpetually proper big brother piss himself.

Can be consensual, nonconsensual, or any shade of dubcon in between. Also, fine with a fill that's not Holmescest at all & instead just Sherlock screwing with Mycroft. If there's sex, I'd prefer Sherlock to be in charge.

my poor bb D=

Oh wow! Thank you so much for filling!
In that case I say keep writing the stuff you shouldn't ;)

As for the dynamics... I like the awkwardness between them according to TVcanon, which can get better once John figures out what's been going on with Sherlock in those two years, but to Johnlock or not to Johnlock, I don't mind either way. Whatever you feel like writing.

(Sorry, sorry sorry for the long wait. This was very hard to write. I'm throwing it up here without much proofing just to get going on this again, so apologies for errors!)

(Sorry sorry sorry for the wait. This was hard to write. Apologies for any errors..throwing it here ASAP before I mess with it)

Sherlock isn't ready to do this. Isn't ready to tell John what's been going on in his head. But he owes him. Not just for shooting Albert Gruner. For tolerating Sherlock Holmes. No one is like John.

Mycroft loves him dearly, beneath his meddling façade-- the same self-satisfaction with which he micromanages all of Europe-- but it is a love born of obligation and fraternal ties. Sherlock is never entirely sure if he loves Mycroft as a person, and having someone on common intellectual footing has proven to be both a blessing and a curse. Sherlock has made many poor choices throughout his life, but at least they were his own poor choices. Still, whatever decisions he made, whether they saw him saving someone from the gallows or back in rehab, Mycroft would still be his brother. John, however, could cease being his friend at any time. He is keenly aware that he owes John. And he doesn't like the feeling.

He is about to berate him. To tear him into ribbons. He sees the whole conversation play itself out... he accuses John of forcing out information against his will, and John recoils at the word choice and backs off. Maybe for quite a long time. But he doesn't want John to back off. Not really. And, for all his catering to sentimental concepts, John has a point. He would benefit by purging the thoughts.

"Fine. Clearly he meant to humiliate me, to teach me a lesson. It was one worth learning." He tries for a nonchalance. "I let him finish what he started."

"Don't hide behind the words, Sherlock."

"I'm not hiding behind...fine,</i!"he spit the word out like a cobra spraying venom. "You want the words? Have words. I let him rape me. I let him shove his...cock down my throat and I let him fuck me on the back of the plane. I let him do it with the curtain closed and everyone doing their best to ignore what was going on, and I let him do it with the curtain open and everyone watching. I let him thank me for a job well-done like the cockslut I really am, and I let him kill me because it wasn't good enough for him." John's expression was surprisingly solid. Sherlock had expected shock. Fear. Uncertainty. "Do you feel pain when you are in your mind palace, or are you disconnected from your body and only observing?" It's Sherlock who is shocked by the directness of the question. "I can chose to merely observe myself, or I can relive it. I have rooms to go to to retrieve information I have stored. Places from my past to escape to. As far as physical sensations, I can't block them out entirely if they are occurring in real time, but I can create them within my mind... based on past experiences, or, in the case of something I have not actually experienced, how I would perceive it to feel. So, in answer to your question, yes. I felt pain. What I imagined it would feel like." "So your body will still store and process that, like a phantom limb? Or like a psychosomatic injury?" "I don't know. I suppose so." "All right then. I will be prepared in case that becomes an issue. Did it help?" Again, unexpected. He hates repetition and he's shocked to find himself doing it. "Help?" "Did you find the thing you should have done to make it all go without a hitch? And did he teach you whatever lesson you thought you needed to learn?" "No. There's was no correct course of action I could determine. Too many variables in the equation. And..." He looks up at John. This is not the right answer, he knows, but it's the true one. "Yes. I think it did teach me something." "Okay. Are you done with that, then?" Sherlock smiles. My god, there really is no one like John. "Yes. Done."

Author anon here...
Whoa. That was not what I meant by errors! That was a posting glitch. Mods, please delete that and I will repost!

(Sorry, sorry sorry for the long wait. This was very hard to write. I'm throwing it up here without much proofing just to get going on this again, so apologies for errors!)

Sherlock isn't ready to do this. Isn't ready to tell John what's been going on in his head. But he owes him. Not just for shooting Albert Gruner. For tolerating Sherlock Holmes. No one is like John.

Mycroft loves him dearly, beneath his meddling façade-- the same self-satisfaction with which he micromanages all of Europe-- but it is a love born of obligation and fraternal ties. Sherlock is never entirely sure if he loves Mycroft as a person, and having someone on common intellectual footing has proven to be both a blessing and a curse. Sherlock has made many poor choices throughout his life, but at least they were his own poor choices. Still, whatever decisions he made, whether they saw him saving someone from the gallows or back in rehab, Mycroft would still be his brother. John, however, could cease being his friend at any time. He is keenly aware that he owes John. And he doesn't like the feeling.

He is about to berate him. To tear him into ribbons. He sees the whole conversation play itself out... he accuses John of forcing out information against his will, and John recoils at the word choice and backs off. Maybe for quite a long time. But he doesn't want John to back off. Not really. And, for all his catering to sentimental concepts, John has a point. He would benefit by purging the thoughts.

"Fine. Clearly he meant to humiliate me, to teach me a lesson. It was one worth learning." He tries for a nonchalance. "I let him finish what he started."

"Don't hide behind the words, Sherlock."

"I'm not hiding behind...fine,! he spit the word out like a cobra spraying venom. "You want the words? Have words. I let him rape me. I let him shove his...cock down my throat and I let him fuck me on the back of the plane. I let him do it with the curtain closed and everyone doing their best to ignore what was going on, and I let him do it with the curtain open and everyone watching. I let him thank me for a job well-done like the cockslut I really am, and I let him kill me because it wasn't good enough for him."

John's expression was surprisingly solid. Sherlock had expected shock. Fear. Uncertainty.

"Do you feel pain when you are in your mind palace, or are you disconnected from your body and only observing?"

It's Sherlock who is shocked by the directness of the question.

"I can chose to merely observe myself, or I can relive it. I have rooms to go to to retrieve information I have stored. Places from my past to escape to. As far as physical sensations, I can't block them out entirely if they are occurring in real time, but I can create them within my mind... based on past experiences, or, in the case of something I have not actually experienced, how I would perceive it to feel. So, in answer to your question, yes. I felt pain. What I imagined it would feel like."

"So your body will still store and process that, like a phantom limb? Or like a psychosomatic injury?"

"I don't know. I suppose so."

"All right then. I will be prepared in case that becomes an issue. Did it help?"

Again, unexpected. He hates repetition and he's shocked to find himself doing it. "Help?"

"Did you find the thing you should have done to make it all go without a hitch? And did he teach you whatever lesson you thought you needed to learn?"

"No. There's was no correct course of action I could determine. Too many variables in the equation. And..." He looks up at John. This is not the right answer, he knows, but it's the true one. "Yes. I think it did teach me something."

"Okay. Are you done with that, then?"

Sherlock smiles. My god, there really is no one like John. "Yes. Done."

Well done, John! Why should it be complicated, indeed?

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