got absolutely no sleep last night. Currently running on 6 hours from the past 48 hours.
My brain decided to be too active, my body couldn't relax, my meds not working. So what'd I do?
I wrote fanfiction. OH, NOT JUST ANY FANFIC.
JOHNLOCK BAYBE. G!T JOHNLOCK IN THE BIG YEAR 2026
I will be posting it to my wattpad cos that acc needs a refresh badly.
But you'll catch it here first >:)
Idk why but I actually wrote 2 ideas but finished only one draft.
Draft teaser below the pic!
(REMINDER- THIS IS A DRAFT. ITS CRINGEY. I AM BUTT TIRED AND HAVENT ATTEMPTED ANY WRITING FOR LIKE 2 YEARS ATP LMAO)
Minor C.W: John facing his fear of being too close to Sherlock. So he decides to get up close with Sherlock's pearly teefs to try and combat the nightmares. After all, how else do you get over a fear? Facing it head on of course! (there is no actual vore or anything like that! Just john trying to get over a fear)
fluffy/angsty content
~Getting over your fear with your giant husband~
Sherlock had discovered a borrower by the name of John Watson in his flat shortly after moving in. They've been living comfortably (arguably) in each other's (known) presence for 3 ish months. Despite growing closer with each interaction, John hasn't been able to get over his biggest fear. Physical touch (and getting eaten or experimented on). Sherlock has never once harmed or had any thoughts to cause harm to John. Sherlock may be a crazed wanna be scientist on the side, but that dissappears completely when he's around John. He has tried his best to reassure John that he'd never cross a boundary. Sherlock has only physically touched John about 3 times. Not on purpose anyway.
Poor John is tortured nightly with the same reoccurring dream. Dying at the hands of his only friend in the most sadistic of ways. Cannibalism to put it bluntly. He's had quite enough frankly and Sherlock is catching onto his growing exhaustion. Though when questioned, John always has an excuse on hand. His lies are running out of being believable and John's heart and mind can't take repressing it much longer. So he gains an kinceof courage to have the difficult conversation with the curly haired giant.
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Sherlock is busy playing his violin until John finally gets his attention (consisting of flinging coins and whatever small objects he can at sher). FINALLY Sherlock noticed his tiny friend.
He sets up a little brunch with tea and various favorite snacks. They both get cozy. Though slightly annoyed, Sherlock settles and focuses his full attention on John.
"So- what was so massively important that you needed to stop my violin practice? I was thinking you know."
The conversation starts slow and warm. Just simple banter about cases and such. Sherlock can read and sense that something is wrong. John can't seem to sit still, avoiding eye contact and is obviously anxious and scared about something.
"John...?" He snaps his fingers a few times above his head
John hesitates about bringing it up at all. It seems stupid and silly to be scared of his best friend. He's snapped back to the present by Sherl's voice
"John, is there something wrong? You've got sweat streaks practically waterfalling down your forehead. I can sense your nervousness. Your hands tremble everytime you lift your cup. Your sips are slower than usual, pupils dilated and you've not touched your favorite biscuit I got you."
John hesitates but shrugs it off-
"You know you can tell me anything~." He replies softly, full of reassurance
John gives in after a couple minutes of silence and the crushing weight of Sherlocks gaze. Sherlock had been eyeing him up and down, his brain calculating and attempting to solve his small friend's personal "case."
John took a long breath in and out. Mentally preparing whatever he had written in his mind. Reading the teleprompter in his brain, he stuttered a word out before clearing his throat and attempting again. His mouth bone dry
"Look. This is going to sound stupid. Ridiculous even. It's probably not worth bringing up honestly but I didn't want to interrupt your "session" for nothing. Just, please hear me out?"
Sherlock takes a sip and nods. Allowing John to proceed
"I guess- Why. Why haven't you like- eaten me? Or hurt me or experimented on me? I mean, isn't that what you do? Isn't that what humans do? As a borrower, it's nailed into our heads to NEVER trust a human. Never be seen by them lest we end up as a pet, a lousy meal, experimentation or worse. I've disobeyed the order that keeps beings like me safe and I'm being tortured for it."
Sherlock is emotionless and deathly still. John sighs
"I told you this was just stupid to discuss. I'm sorry. I don't mean to compare you to the humans who hurt my kind. I should know for bloody sake! You're different than them. In more ways than one."
Sherlock attempts to speak but John continues his thoughts. John shuffles his feet uncomfortably, feeling under pressure from Sherlock's hard gaze. Something he wasn't usually bothered by
"I've been having these awful nightmares for years without fail. I've lost countless hours of rest and relaxation I desperately need. I die in every single one without fail. It's the same death, over and over. My mind gives me the courtesy to wake up before I meet my dreadful end."
He pauses once more but adds rather quietly
"It's not fair that my brain has now decided to make you the 'deliverer of my demise' in them."
The word tasted like bitter poison as it left his mouth. Sherlock stiffend slightly at the comment but relaxed his shoulders. He knew John didn't mean any harm by it and cruel tricks of the mind were to blame.
John had this crazy idea on the back burner for a while but decided to let it out. He was in a safe environment with the only friend he had. His face burned with a mixture of fear and embaressment as he brought up the potential "up close and personal" solution to his nightmares.
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Yea it's a bit cringe shuttuppp. This a cliffhanger of the rough draft. It'll hopefully be better when it's ready to be published LOL
If you guys are genuinely interested though, I would love to share this and write more in the future! Including different fandoms I'm in so it won't just be Sherlock 👀! Let me know your thoughts!
I kinda just wanna post it to be enjoyed and not sending it to be hit by a brick wall ifykwim. The struggles of being a small account.