John Watson folds the paper. He eases out of his chair in the kitchen and heads into Sherlock's bedroom.
"What is it now?" John asks.
"Let me go, I'm going to vomit."
"You haven't eaten anything solid in two weeks. You'll be fine."
Sherlock glares from where John has him bound to the bed.
"This is what you get for going back to drugs, Sherlock," John sits on the edge of the mattress.
Sherlock gags and mimicks retching, but again, has eaten nothing to even possibly reguritate in weeks. It's just been drugs. According to the list he left behind, a combination of heroin and benzos. Xanax, John later discovered, by the bottle hidden in Sherlock's usual spot in his sock drawer.
It's obvious, the heroin. The shaking and sweating tell John that much. The reason he had to bind Sherlock was because of the scratching. Red welts still reside underneath the bandages Dr. Watson has wrapped around Sherlock's forearms.
John reaches up, brushing sweaty brunette locks from Sherlock's forehead.
"Christ, you're burning up," John mutters.
"I-I knew something was wrong," Sherlock rambles. "I don't feel good. You should have taken me down slowly, John."
"And if you know what's good for you, this will teach you not to take them ever again, then I won't have to bring you down slowly."
"John," Sherlock whines.
John goes back to the freezer. He piles the ice packs in his arms. He returns to Sherlock's side, laying them around. He sticks one under the arch of Sherlock's back.
"John," Sherlock gasps. "Don't leave."
John sighs. He can't say no. John crawls onto the bed next to Sherlock, laying Sherlock's head against his stomach.
"J-John," Sherlock gasps through a whole-body tremor.
John combs his fingers through Sherlock's hair. "You can get through this."
"I feel like I'm dying."
"Then learn to stay away from the drugs."
"I couldn't stand the thought of losing you."
That causes John Watson to pause. He looks down at Sherlock, eyes closed over those brilliant frozen blue eyes. His pale lips start quivering. It takes a moment for the vibration to take over Sherlock's whole body.
"You aren't losing me, Sherlock. You're my best mate."
Sherlock throws his head back and forth. "You are slipping out of my hands, John. I'm going to lose you."
"What are you talking about?"
"Girls! John. You're going to abandon me for a partner one day. I know it. I don't like partners. I like you, John. Only you. I can't lose you. That's unfair."
"Sherlock—"
"I love you, John," Sherlock trembles. "I love you so much, it's killing me to lose you. Every time you get upset at me, I fear that you're never going to come home. John, I can't have that."
"Sherlock, I'm not going anywhere."
"You will, one day. At some point, everyone leaves and doesn't come back. You've been my longest relationship, John. I can't have you abandoning me too. I love you so bloody much."
"I haven't stuck around this long for nothing."
"This isn't some ploy because I know I'm insufferable, John. I don't deliberately get under people's skin. It just happens. I know I'm irritating, John. But I don't want to push you away."
"The only thing that pushes me away is you using drugs. I don't like that you do that. It's dangerous and reckless. It could kill you and where would that leave me?"
"What do you mean, John?"
"If you die, I die too. I couldn't live without you, Sherlock Holmes. You're annoying and irritating and insufferable, yes, but you're my best mate. I won't be going anywhere anytime soon."
Tears drop down Sherlock's cheek. John chases them away with the sleeve of his jumper.
"J-John?"
"Yes?"
"Do you love me too?"
John runs his tongue along his lower lip. "Yes, I think so, Sherlock."
"John, John, John."
"Yes? Christ."
"I love you so much, John. If you leave me, I'll die too. I need you, John. You complete me. You make me feel so whole. Like I'm not just a freak or a buffoon, but someone worth being alive."
John runs his knuckles over Sherlock's deadly sharp cheekbones. "Of course you're worthy of being alive. This world would be in chaos without you."
"John, I love you."
"Where is this attitude the rest of the time? This is new."
"Sobering thoughts, John. Sobering up thoughts. They're very real. I don't have the ability to stop myself."
1) G3 Elissabat- she deserves a doll and I wanted to keep her in a more trad goth style like her first doll. Couldn't forget the platform boots.
2) Imani (owned by @old-man-enjoyer) in our porn AU horribly censored because Tumblr doesnt allow such racy materials.
3) Sebastian from our porn AU sending mirror selfies to the person he likes 👀 been so long since I drew a real nose shape. Turned out better than expected.
Thank you @lenorashore and @barnabyjr for tagging meeeeee 🫶🙂↕️🌼💕 much, much love the you both, as always.
Currently Reading: Brimstone by Callie Hart—but it’s really hard to get through. I’m so fucking bored. I really enjoyed Quicksilver—loooooved the sentience of the Quicksilver—but I hate this sequel. Love Carrion Swift though.
Currently Watching: Pirates of the Caribbean: At World’s End (2007)
Currently Craving: A really good, traditional Carbonara. No cream.
Last Song: Technically the last song I listened to was actually my new song that I’ve just written… 👀 But on Spotify?...
Ahh, now time for the tags! Everyone look at the comments for 'thank's I've already been tagged' 😭 As usual, no pressure 🤗
currently reading: This Kingdom Will Not Kill Me by Ilona Andrews and The Thorn Queen by Sasha Peyton Smith (TKWNKM is soooo good. Please someone yell at me about it)
currently watching: XO Kitty (it sure is something)
currently craving: dates!! I just got into eating them and now I can't stop
last song: Damocles by Sleep Token
tagging @87percentcreativity and @bluechatterbox 💚
currently reading: (as usual it’s a long list of what i’ve been reading in the last week lol) the secret lives of country gentlemen by kj charles, poetry on ice by jesse h reign, game changer by rachel reid, e.e. cumming’s complete poems (taking notes of his poems finally made me turn off the autocapitalization on my phone lol), vladimir nabokov’s letters to véra, and the letters of sylvia plath volume 1.
currently watching: i’m aware that audiobooks do not count as watching as i’ve been told irl 🫠 but that is the closest i have lmao ☺️. i am listening to salem’s lot by stephen king (audiobooks are too addicting, what could i say!)
currently craving: peach gummies (but i don’t think that i could find them again easily bc the ones i had were a travel souvenir)
last song: midsummer pipe dream by guitarricadelafuente & troye sivan
Currently reading: For the Fans by Nyla K, So This is Ever After by FT Lukens, The Corruption of Hollis Brown by K. Ancrum (i fucking love anything by her 😻) and @ladyelspeth14's Hollanov series (just to feel something)
Currently watching: Hell's Kitchen 🔱 season 19 and Invincible 🦸🏻♀️ season 4 and BBC Sherlock 🔍 season 3.
Currently craving: ice creeeeeeeam 🍨
Latest Song: Virus by Priest (i saw them live once :D)
Gaz in goth makeup because I love them. My little Barbie doll :3
Ivy with punk scary dog privilege protecting Imani in the club.
Imani (who belongs to the lovely @old-man-enjoyer) dressed in Rose Landry's club look from Heated Rivalry. I did make it gold to pair better with Imani's skin tone and I'm so proud of how her eye makeup turned out 🥺
I've decided to be a brave boy and start posting my silly little arts on Tumblr. So here, have some sketches.
Myself as a Monster High doll, specifically G3 because better body types and easier packaging to emulate.
Gaz as a drag queen performing to "Redwine Supernova" by Chappell Roan, specifically the line "I hear you like magic/ I've got a wand and a rabbit" ;)
Snake ringggggg (I want one like this)
Thomas and Aria on their first date. Thomas is my selectively mute baby, Gaz's younger brother. Aria is a girl he meets at a dance and she uses sign language because her dad is deaf and she's the first person outside of his friend group to communicate with him. And they start dating 💙
"Look at me, kitten." Sebastian murmurs softly, one hand cupping Ominis' face as his thumb gently caresses his cheek, slow and deliberate.
"Sebastian, I can't see you… and don't call me that." Ominis tries to sound stern, but his voice wavers, betraying the faint shiver that runs through him.
"Then feel this, my grumpy little kitten." Sebastian chuckles low against his ear, leaning in closer, thumb still stroking lazy circles on his cheek. "Admit it—you're purring already, aren't you?"
This is my first drawing since I lost my graphics tablet (still crying inside about it 😭). I came back with all the love for angry kitten Ominis, because… who doesn’t adore Ominis with flattened ears and hissing energy? Hope you like this grumpy little Gaunt kitten as much as I do. Thank you always for the support! 💚🐍🖤
ellievsbear
dailybridgerton
discoholicmusic
theartofmadeline
izzy806
baratheonpilled
andulkaphoto
snowghoul
