221B Fic - Learned Behaviours

[livia_carica]

Title: Learned Behaviours
Author: Livia_Carica
Rating: PG
Word count: 221
Summary: John follows in his family's footsteps

"Why?" Ella asks constantly. 
"I don't know..." It's almost a refrain nowadays. 

Comments

[random_nexus]

Oh, ow ow ow ow, and yet SO well done.
<3

[livia_carica]

Sorry for the owies.

Kind of hard to write anything happy right now, you know :\

[livia_carica]

I know!! *wails*

[maggie_conagher]

ok, i hadn't thought about John heading for the bottle but it makes perfect sense. Considering how supportive he has been of Harry stopping the drink and Sherlock stopping the cigs, he is clearly at his lowest ebb to do so.

I hope Sherlock comes back before there is any permanent damage.

Lots of sharp 221 B's today like shards of glass trickling from a broken window. A fandom's pain sparkling on wet pavement.

Make use some pictures, please, when you can, L-C. We need you.

[livia_carica]

I'm not sure he would, but it's certainly plausible. He has to have some kind of coping mechanism; he's not a saint.

I've been trying to draw but it's just not working at the moment :( Will keep trying.

[maggie_conagher]

I'm sorry. We have lots of other wondeful pix from you that I am looking at.

pat on shoulder since we are still getting acquainted.

My comments suck right now for all the same reasons.

[chocolamousse]

Ah. Thank you, really. I was just wondering how I could manage to get even more distressed about this Reichenbach thing, and there you are with your heartbreaking little fic.
*sobs quietly*
It's beautiful, deeply moving and quite credible. This is the way I see John after Sherlock's "death", completely wrecked and dead inside, seeing himself as a numb slab of meat. And I love that the last word is believe.
*wipes away her tears*
All right. Now, fluffy art ? Please ?
*looks at you with puppy eyes*

[livia_carica]

I'm sorry, my sweet. I had to get something out, you know?

What kind of fluffy art would you like? I will certainly try although like I told Maggie, it's not coming easily :(

[chocolamousse]

Oh yes, I quite understand why you wrote this. Sublimation of grief through art etc. And, really, any kind of fluffy art will do, as long as you show us Sherlock and John together and happy. If I remember well, you said something recently about drawing them in their dotage ; it would be lovely too. Anyway, if you can only draw sad things these days, I'm sure I'll love these too. :-)
*starts to get in stocks of tissues, just in case*

[timberwolfoz]

he knows it's wrong but he also knows he'll carry on because when 2 a.m. arrives and there should be a violin wailing through a Saint-Saens concerto, it's easier to ignore the silence with alcohol bubbling through his veins. It's easier to believe.

You just made me cry.

<3

[livia_carica]

Oh, God! Sorry! :(

I'm going to have to generate tons of fluff the way this is going...

[timberwolfoz]

It's a compliment!

And I'm taking refuge in my reunion fic. Stroppy!John is fun to write.