My, is it 2AM already?

Chapters: 1/1

Word count: 3350

Fandom: Sherlock (TV)

Rating: Teen

Pairings: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson

Tags: Canon Divergence, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Friends to Lovers, Love Confessions, Injury, First Kiss, Kissing

Summary: A fatal injury forces John to reevaluate his relationship with Sherlock and threatens to change it forever-- as well as Sherlock's opinion on verbal endearments.

A polished version of the June prompt fill for #2 Pet Names, which I posted on here. Prompt list can be found here.

FFF#345 Lush Life

Description: Heated Rivalry au where Ilya and Shane are swordsmen in a distant land. Just a blurb from 20 minutes of writing.

Crossed Swords

What is he doing here? Ilya had told him to ensure he wasn't followed, and suddenly Shane found himself stepping through a secret door into a garden.

It is beautiful. Wild and unruly, and full of life, everything he had ever feared and avoided with order and routine. 

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Their blades ring out in a flurry of parries and stabs, as they dance around each other and the walls and the electric charge Shane feels every time he and Ilya cross paths.

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"Girls must love this place."

"Yes. Sure."

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"It was my mother's."

Shane's heart threatens to escape through his chest. 5 years, they have crossed swords, spat insults at each other, and talked about so much yet so little, that such a confession feels like a dangerous leap into unmarked territory.

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He finds himself on the ground, laying in a bed of yellow flowers, the tip of Ilya's blade pressed at the base of his throat and blue eyes piercing through his skin. The silence is heavy, their faces too close for mere rivals.

Weapons clatter to the ground as Shane is swept into a kiss.

He pulls away, and finds in Ilya's eyes the same thing that he feels in his heart, and he runs.

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He wakes up with his head in Ilya's lap and the familiar garden surrounding them. His life is over. He cannot return to his post after what they've discovered.

Lady: DEAR ME, what are you doing!

*panic how to escape*

Lady: *gasps* are you courting me?

Took three days but so worth it.

Also Aragorn breaking his toe thing in the Two Towers? I did get to say it first.

I also baited my partner into explaining the lore then midway started asking very specific questions and explaining the lore back and that’s how they found out I spent countless hours researching for their demise. Did not get mad lol. They held me up with both arms while cuddling and made me feel like the most precious thing in the world. Though I am now in danger of being subjected to the entirety of Warhammer 40000 the next time I lose a bet. Guess I’ll just have to win fairly this time.

A love letter that opens up by removing a sword from a stone.

The idea: envelope is held shut by the “stone” (a drawn rock) and a tiny paper sword is attached to the envelope by a string, its sharp end stuck into the paper stone somehow holding the envelope shut.

The paper for the letter: parchment or some aged-looking paper with borders inked onto it. Shoot, I might have to learn calligraphy.

Maybe something like “You might not want to be King of England but you are worthy of my heart.” (because the whole thing with the sword in the stone is that the person who pulls it is worthy to be king of england right??)

This is gonna take a lot of engineering I don’t really know how to do. My partner is a fucking nerd on Arthurian legend and all I know about it is what they’ve told me in great detail. Unfortunately my brain is smooth, but I want this to be nice and detailed for them to geek out over.