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"I could only imagine what leaving the dark cloak behind would be like. Stepping into a country without feeling a time bomb strapped to my back. To call a place home."
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"✝" ((A wish))
"I could only imagine what leaving the dark cloak behind would be like. Stepping into a country without feeling a time bomb strapped to my back. To call a place home."
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Young men and soldiers, 1914.
When the white eagle of the north was flying overhead.
You'll walk unscathed through musket fire.
No, you don't know me.
Finding the world, in the smallness of a grain of sand.
[Featuring Children's Crusade by Sting, The Dream by The Moody Blues, You'll Be My Ain True Love by Sting & Alison Krauss, A Light That Never Comes by Linkin Park, and Send Your Love by Sting.]
Insomnia(Reg!John) - "I think you need to step away for a breather. C'mon and take a bath, I'll prepare some chamomile for you ok?" John spoke, hand softly rubbing at the middle of the man's broad back. "Get in the tub and I'll work these knots loose for you." He swiped at a place under Khan's shoulder blade as he spoke.
Leaning into the other man and heaving a breath, he nodded in assent to his beloved doctor's advice. Whenever John recommended rest and relaxation, it was usually not idly. "Only if you get in with me," he murmured, he said.
Domestic meme. John and Mycroft. Khan and Mycroft. ALSO A WHAT IF if they were all in a relationship somehow
Johncroft:
who cooks normally?: John. But they're both fans of eating out.
how often do they fight?: Not often.
what do they do when they’re away from each other?: Sexy selfies.
nicknames for each other?: Johnikins, when Mycroft feels domestic.
who is more likely to pay for dinner?: Mycroft.
who steals the covers at night?: John. But only if Mycroft is with them.
what would they get each other for gifts?: Mycroft would get John books. John would gift Mycroft in jumpers.
who remembers things?: Mycroft.
who cusses more?: Both.
what would they do if the other one was hurt?: Mycroft would raise hell in England. Just kidding. Not that extreme. He'd remedy the problem as best he can.
who kissed who first?: John kissed Mycroft.
who made the first move?: Mycroft.
who started the relationship?: John.
"You may not be as soft, but you are much more delightful under my palms." John grinned, moving to press a kiss into the shell of the man's ear. Palming across Mycroft's stomach.
"I'm very sure you could make me purr all the same," Mycroft chuckled, tilting his head to allow John the space.
John rolled over in his sleep, making a needy noise as his body woke up enough to attempt some rather poor and sloppy kisses against Khan's shoulder before he dropped back down into a deep REM.
Barely stirring from his slumber as John rolled onto him, he breathed out a scant laugh and nuzzled under John's chin. The other man was prone to half-waking, but often with quite charming results.
"I guess." John sighed, huffing and moving to sit next to Mycroft. "I guess I'll just have to pet you then." John teased, moving to run tickling fingers across Mycroft's side.
"Please do," Mycroft grinned, leaning into John. "I'm much more accustomed to the petting."
"Because he is very soft, and I'd like to pet him a little. If he'll allow me." John continued on with a determined tone. Looking about the room.
"...He won't show up if you're looking for him."