#misandrydaiquiri

[hisanimalgrace]

Randy just laughed and farted at the same time

[and-nobody-wants-to-leave]

Please write JohnLock with John perhaps needing to chat about Harry? He just needs to get it off his chest and Sherlock is there. Just fluff please. And, you draw icons?

Hi misandrydaiquiri! Yes, I can and will do icons. I draw like shit about 90% of the time, but I’m excellent at photo manipulation so there’s that going for me. If you want an icon, a banner, a wallpaper, or whatever else…just let me know. Tell your friends! :P

Even a man as emotionally stunted as Sherlock Holmes could tell that John was upset when he walked into their flat that evening. His face was haggard, his posture that of a man defeated. The detective wisely chose not to bring up the topic he knew was haunting John at the moment, knowing it would be better to wait for the good doctor to open up on his own.

That opening up only took about two hours to happen. Sherlock had been quietly reading a book while John just sat in his chair and stared at the fire, but eventually his blogger spoke up about what was troubling him.

"I feel like I’m losing her, Sherlock. I am losing her…we all are.” Another few minutes of silence passed before he said anything more.

"I used to think she could control it, you know? I know it’s stupid, but I’ve always seen her as this superhuman entity. She’s my big sister…she’s supposed to be invincible. But this…it’s killing her." John shook his head, the tears starting to make their way to the corners of his eyes.

"We were never close, I guess. We were always fighting over something or other. But I still feel like this…disease, condition, whatever you call it these days…it’s taking my sister away from me. She’s losing herself, and I can’t stand to watch it any longer."

Sherlock closed his book silently, rising from his chair and walking around to stand behind John’s. He leaned over and wrapped his arms around the shorter man’s chest, just holding him there loosely without expecting anything in return. Well, he almost expected John to pull away, but instead the older man leaned his head back into Sherlock’s shoulder and started sobbing.

He’d never understand the bond between John Watson and his older sister, but that was alright. He could at least be there to hold John when he needed it, when things were becoming too much to bear.

Wow…I’m so sorry. I just angsted all over the place. I know you said fluff, but…oops? D: I actually cried a bit while writing this. Oh well…hopefully you enjoy it regardless of how poorly the prompt was filled! XD;;;

[cahmiau]

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[hisanimalgrace]

I don't want your breaded dick. I didn't want it when it was unbreaded and I don't want it now.

Randy

[valkyrieprofile-blog]

To the anon in Randy's box. No, if this is what you are talking about she has literally nothing to do with it. Because if it is said "thing" then I would know, man. I am seriously the kind of friend that would make someone deal with their problems head on, I won't let people use me as a scape goat, she literally has no part in said thing. Also the pretty part? It's a matter of opinion. Aka your opinion is wrong. Especially if you are who I think you are. Leave my friend alone. Thank you.

[dopaminedolly]

Randy (misandrydaiquiri) hasnt showered in like 3 days and she smells awful I can smell her from here ew 

[marcohole-o]

Buy ramen? :c

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I guess so. I think we're just going to be sick of pasta by the end of the week.