angsty prompt is angsty.
anonymous
November 15 2010, 12:33:20 UTC
John/Sherlock, established relationship. Sherlock is kind of counting down the minutes until John realises that he's too good for Sherlock and leaves him; he knows that eventually, the heads in the fridge will drive him away, the eyeballs in the microwave, not sleeping, making him run all around London, making him make tea, etc. He knows that he's not going to stick around forever; he's very much in love with John, and refuses to become despondent, thus is an attentive lover and all that usual stuff, but he can't really change who he is, can't stop the experiments, etc.
Cue this actually happening, and Sherlock being all manically happy because he was right, as per usual, but also very. very. very. sad and emo because, well, he was right, as per usual.
I really want an angsty ending. I've seen fics with a similar premise before and it's always been okay in the end, John comes back, or something like that, and I'd really love to see him actually leave and not come back and Sherlock totally angsting over it.
FILL: The Upwards March [1/3]
anonymous
November 16 2010, 07:38:00 UTC
Four Hours
He is still riding out the high of being right.
It is momentous. It encompasses the whole of him, leaves him boneless and pacing by turns, sprawled and crawling the walls, the ceiling. Something so fantastically inevitable, and so long. It drug itself out forever, leaving gouges in the floorboards, little moments where it might have come to pass, but for some last-second change of heart, some remembered reason to try again. The truth of it, the fulfilled prophecy, it fills him up. It makes the world shine. He was right. He is always right. He will always be right
( ... )
FILL: The Upwards March [2/3]
anonymous
November 16 2010, 07:39:43 UTC
Two DaysThere are thirteen unopened text messages on Sherlock’s mobile. Every one of them is from Mycroft. Every one of them asks some practical question about the cost of the flat and the acquisition of necessary home items, and Sherlock knows this because Sherlock knows everything
( ... )
FILL: The Upwards March [3/3]
anonymous
November 16 2010, 07:41:03 UTC
Ten Days
There is nothing. There is nothing at all. No case to distract him, no avenue of thought not lined with memory that he needs so desperately to dispose of.
There is so much laughter in his head. There were so many times where they could do nothing but clutch at each other and laugh - relief, some ridiculous urge, some release of tension. It ricochets around the inside of his skull at such a rate and volume that he has to press his palms against his ears and bury himself further into the sofa. How can the laughter not drown out the shouting? There seems to be so much less of it.
It seems reasonable that the laughter would overwhelm the rest. It seems reasonable that the equation would balance with an exothermic reaction. That there would be a negative enthalpy change. Light and heat.
If he can reduce it to chemistry, he can begin to make sense of it.
ΔH < 0
He hasn’t followed John’s trail because none of it will ever come to any good.
He is entirely useless.
Two WeeksMorning sunlight finds the broken glass beneath
( ... )
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anonymous
November 17 2010, 05:10:19 UTC
Ha! Well, I think that the entire point of the prompt was the lack of a happy resolution. Writing one might defeat the purpose, no matter how nice it would be (and it would certainly be nice).
That being said, I'm perfectly willing to write that resolution, if the OP approves! I'd rather not subvert the prompt without permission, though.
But, in any case, I'm very pleased that you enjoyed it!
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This so painful and so sharp and so, so right. This is bringing back sad breakup memories -- wait, it's a good thing! I felt this story in my heart, and that's the best compliment I could give. The imagery, the mood -- this is perfect and broken and beautiful.
Also, this means I don't have to finish the Sherlock-predicts-their-breakup story I'm writing right now -- you've done it, but a hundred times better. My heart.
Re: FILL: The Upwards March [3/3]
anonymous
November 17 2010, 05:04:00 UTC
I'm happy you liked it! But I hope you do finish the story you're writing. This one didn't quite dwell as much as I would have liked to on the idea of the prediction, and I would love to see something that does so!
Thank you, though, for the compliment. ♥ I appreciate it, and I'm glad you enjoyed it.
Re: FILL: The Upwards March [3/3]
anonymous
November 17 2010, 22:09:15 UTC
Stunning. Actually stunning. You broke my heart in the best worst way, it actually ached for him and just...wow. Your writing is exquisite, beautifully measured, almost like poetry, and you conveyed the emotion of it perfectly. Amazing ♥
And I too yearn for a sequel in which there is a happier ending. Even if it's not with John.
I'm the OP! Fuck. Oh god. This is exactly what I wanted, but you wrote it much better than I could ever imagine it. God you did such a brilliant job; your writing is so gorgeous and it hurt my heart so much but it's exactly what I wanted. I feel like I've upset so many anon's by asking for an angsty ending as opposed to a happy one, but this fits so well, and you did so spectacularly.
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anonymous
November 19 2010, 08:41:14 UTC
Excellent! I'm very pleased that you liked it. It was a great prompt, and it was exactly what I wanted to write, so I thank you for the opportunity to angst with abandon.
Personally, I'm glad you asked for an angsty ending instead of a happy one, really. We get happy endings so often. It's nice to diverge from the norm a little!
Sherlock is kind of counting down the minutes until John realises that he's too good for Sherlock and leaves him; he knows that eventually, the heads in the fridge will drive him away, the eyeballs in the microwave, not sleeping, making him run all around London, making him make tea, etc. He knows that he's not going to stick around forever; he's very much in love with John, and refuses to become despondent, thus is an attentive lover and all that usual stuff, but he can't really change who he is, can't stop the experiments, etc.
Cue this actually happening, and Sherlock being all manically happy because he was right, as per usual, but also very. very. very. sad and emo because, well, he was right, as per usual.
I really want an angsty ending. I've seen fics with a similar premise before and it's always been okay in the end, John comes back, or something like that, and I'd really love to see him actually leave and not come back and Sherlock totally angsting over it.
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He is still riding out the high of being right.
It is momentous. It encompasses the whole of him, leaves him boneless and pacing by turns, sprawled and crawling the walls, the ceiling. Something so fantastically inevitable, and so long. It drug itself out forever, leaving gouges in the floorboards, little moments where it might have come to pass, but for some last-second change of heart, some remembered reason to try again. The truth of it, the fulfilled prophecy, it fills him up. It makes the world shine. He was right. He is always right. He will always be right ( ... )
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There is nothing. There is nothing at all. No case to distract him, no avenue of thought not lined with memory that he needs so desperately to dispose of.
There is so much laughter in his head. There were so many times where they could do nothing but clutch at each other and laugh - relief, some ridiculous urge, some release of tension. It ricochets around the inside of his skull at such a rate and volume that he has to press his palms against his ears and bury himself further into the sofa. How can the laughter not drown out the shouting? There seems to be so much less of it.
It seems reasonable that the laughter would overwhelm the rest. It seems reasonable that the equation would balance with an exothermic reaction. That there would be a negative enthalpy change. Light and heat.
If he can reduce it to chemistry, he can begin to make sense of it.
ΔH < 0
He hasn’t followed John’s trail because none of it will ever come to any good.
He is entirely useless.
Two WeeksMorning sunlight finds the broken glass beneath ( ... )
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That being said, I'm perfectly willing to write that resolution, if the OP approves! I'd rather not subvert the prompt without permission, though.
But, in any case, I'm very pleased that you enjoyed it!
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Also, this means I don't have to finish the Sherlock-predicts-their-breakup story I'm writing right now -- you've done it, but a hundred times better. My heart.
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Thank you, though, for the compliment. ♥ I appreciate it, and I'm glad you enjoyed it.
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And I too yearn for a sequel in which there is a happier ending. Even if it's not with John.
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Fuck. Oh god. This is exactly what I wanted, but you wrote it much better than I could ever imagine it. God you did such a brilliant job; your writing is so gorgeous and it hurt my heart so much but it's exactly what I wanted.
I feel like I've upset so many anon's by asking for an angsty ending as opposed to a happy one, but this fits so well, and you did so spectacularly.
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Personally, I'm glad you asked for an angsty ending instead of a happy one, really. We get happy endings so often. It's nice to diverge from the norm a little!
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I'm so glad someone as talented as you filled. :D
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