Overflow Post II
This post is for responding to prompts from prompt posts that are full, or continuing WIPs that were started on prompt posts that have since filled up or are close to full.
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Sherlock/John
Not beta-ed, and I'm not sorry it came out cracky
'Staying Alive' playing loudly in the background, Jim Moriarty sat quietly as he waited for Sherlock to arrive. This was the day of their final confrontation and to say that he was upset would have been an understatement. Sherlock Holmes, the biggest, most interesting distraction in his boring life, would die today as the consequence of losing their intricate final problem. Just thinking about the dull days that awaited made him cringe. What do villains do for fun when their heroes die anyway?
From the corner of his eyes, Jim noted someone in black coming through the rooftop door. Finally.
"Well, here we are at last," he greeted without turning, "You and me, Sherlock."
The person approached him with careful steps.
"And our problem... the final problem." Always a villain with flair, Jim raised his phone with a hand, emphasizing the song, "Staying ali---what the fuck!"
"Look, Jim, I don't want any trouble. Sherlock ( ... )
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"Boring! Everyone can get old. It's what in here," Jim flicked his forefinger and pointed it to his own head, "that counts."
"Supposing you get what you want from Sherlock, what are you going to do with him?" John asked, ignoring Jim's remark mostly out of reflex (one didn't simply bunk up with Sherlock Holmes for almost a year and came out a more sensitive person).
Jim laughed incredulously, "Oh Johnny, surely by now you know that I have gotten him. I have been doing things to him. Things that he likes."
"God," John looked like he was going to be sick, "You sick, twisted bastard. I'm not even going to ask when you---Did he even---was it even mutual? Did he give his consent?"
By then Jim could feel something was off, but impatient as he was, all he wanted to do was getting to 'main course'.
"He was certainly enthusiastic," he shrugged, silently wondering why his answer only seemed to incense the doctor even further. Ah the woes of the ordinaries. Sometimes ( ... )
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The fucking heart shape was hardly legible.
And bizarrely in character too.
Well done!
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http://sherlockbbc-fic.livejournal.com/15253.html?thread=81293973#t81293973
now available at ao3
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