If you are still accepting asks for your Fake Fic Title Game (CONGRATS ON 100 WORKS!!), can I please request a fic based on this word:
Definition: The awareness of how little of the world you’ll experience; The frustration of being stuck in just one body that inhabits only one place at a time
... Hi Maya!! Thank you!!! I'll try to do it justice!
John Watson is tired of being labelled.
Left to collect dust. Living the life that everyone else expects of him.
Soldier. Doctor. Brother. Friend. That last one stings ... it's too recent.
With each label, he feels further tied down to the rules and expectations of the world all around him. It is ... what people do? Isn't it ... ?
But when John discovers that he's addicted to the adrenaline rush and risk of danger ... he becomes a vigilante. Racing through alleyways and chasing down criminals late into the night. Maintaining his boring facade during the day ...
But the fear is always there ... What if someone finds out?
Meanwhile Sherlock is a genius with a terrifying and tedious secret. He will never die.
The problem is. People are boring. Predictable. Empty husks, wearing human faces ... who fear death and immortality alike ...
Cornered. Outnumbered. Still fighting. Still hoping despite the fact, that he is about to die!
Sherlock doesn't need a second to decide. He gives John a glimpse at every possible life he could choose ... could have chosen ... in that moment ... freeing him from his suffocating existence ...
And waits breathlessly to see ... if John will take his hand?
And join him in this one ... instead.
| Time travel | Alternate Realities | Alternate Meeting AU |