Need more kid!fic
anonymous
May 29 2011, 08:08:18 UTC
I want to read more fics with Sherlock/John as parents.
It's difficult bringing up children. Aside from it costing money and taking up all of your time, it also requires you to make difficult decisions when it comes to raising them right.
Sherlock and John find it hard to balance children with their everyday lives. At first, Sherlock gives up consulting, but John can see him slowly going mad and demands he go back to work. So then John stays at home, but he gets lonely and misses out on all the fun.
John hates that he's become the bad guy who enforces discipline, whilst Sherlock is the 'fun' one who never tells them off. They find themselves arguing over the right thing to do.
I just want to see some family-angst where Sherlock thinks that everything's fine but really John is not happy. Bonus!points if John brings it up and it completely destroys the view Sherlock had of his own family. How could he not have known that John was so unhappy?
As long as you make it all better by them sorting through things.
FILL: Doctor, Detective and Sons (5/?)tawabidsJune 3 2011, 23:47:44 UTC
Thank you everyone for your feedback, I really appreciate it. I admit, I kind of thought I’d overindulged on the domesticity this time, but it is good to hear you enjoyed AND a relief to know I can totally rip your hearts out through your ribs… if it comes to that. Don’t worry, I usually put them back where I found them.John pushed the trolley out into the carpark with Hamish in the baby seat making what John assumed were aeroplane noises (sometimes he suspected Hamish had inherited Sherlock's queer imagination). He was just pausing at the painted border that said, ‘TROLLEYS WILL LOCK IF TAKEN BEYOND THIS LINE’ when an unfamiliar voice called his name
( ... )
FILL: Doctor, Detective and Sons (6/?)tawabidsJune 3 2011, 23:52:21 UTC
Sarah didn’t answer, and he waited for that tone, that tone that almost everybody with kids had (heck, he’d probably used it himself on occasion), the tone that said, If you just listen to my advice, I’ll put you right. John got that tone far too often, especially from people who had very strong opinions about children needing mothers. But after a moment Sarah asked, “You know what? You should come round tonight. Dinner at mine. I’ve got the afternoon off and Anton loves new people, you really should.”
He automatically started to form a refusal, but then he decided he was being ridiculous. He’d always got on well with Sarah, even after they’d amicably agreed that they weren’t meant for each other. “I’d love to, if it’s not any trouble.”
“Of course not! I want to meet your boys. Your ‘wolf pack’, ha, that’s brilliant. Let’s say seven-thirty?”
“It’s a date,” he couldn’t help smiling. He’d spent so long socialising with children or corpses, it would be good to have a night out
( ... )
FILL: Doctor, Detective and Sons (7/?)tawabidsJune 3 2011, 23:56:18 UTC
He’d felt pretty worn down by the thought of turning up at Sarah’s with only one person in tow, but the boys must have been astute enough to notice, because when he mentioned having to make a dessert they threw their weight behind him.
“What are you going to make?” Murray cried, running into the kitchen and hanging off John’s belt loops. He was by far the most proficient consumer of sugary foods, so his enthusiasm wasn’t really a surprise.
“I don’t know,” John said, shuffling to the pantry with Murray still firmly attached to him at the waist. “I can’t bake and I can’t follow a recipe, plus we’ll just have to use what ingredients we have on hand…”
Geoffrey appeared in the doorway. “I’m good at instructions. I can help.”
“Me too!” Murray yelled. “There’ll be bowls to lick at the end, right?”
John laughed. “Alright, both of you find me an easy recipe and we’ll muddle it out.”
In the end it had been cupcakes with chocolate icing, and swirls of white icing on top (Geoffrey insisted this was artistic, he had seen it in a book).
( ... )
FILL: Doctor, Detective and Sons (8/?)tawabidsJune 3 2011, 23:59:24 UTC
“Christ!” John repeated. He flicked on the light switches at last, and ran his hands through his hair. “Um, I’ll do you a cheese toastie. Shit,” John thumbed Sherlock’s number in and put the phone to his ear. Of course, it rung and rung and finally went to voicemail. Sherlock never answered his phone. John texted his concern and then put the phone in his pocket.
Hamish was crying again. John went to check him first, and as he did so he heard the front door. He picked his youngest up and stood at the top of the stairs to see Sherlock and Geoffrey coming up, the latter wrapped in his father’s long, black coat.
“What happened?” John hissed. Geoffrey sniffed and went to bury his head against John’s chest. John rubbed his back and balanced Hamish with the other arm.
“Oh, he’s fine. They said it’s just a cold. I overreacted,” Sherlock said brightly.
“No I mean why the hell didn’t you call me?” John felt the heat rising in his cheeks. “You left Murray on his own! For three hours, he said
( ... )
FILL: Doctor, Detective and Sons (9/?)tawabidsJune 4 2011, 00:06:28 UTC
He heard the wolf pack head upstairs and cursed silently when he remembered that Murray still hadn’t had any dinner. Nothing he could do now. Murray had always been his own man, anyway: he would probably just come down and make himself a sandwich if he woke up hungry
( ... )
Oh, this is just heartbreaking. I love how real and undramatic this is - sometimes things just spiral out of control until you can't take it anymore and you've portrayed John's emotional dilemma very well.
I can also see how hurt Sherlock is going to be when he realises how serious John is. Although he's being a bit of a prick and should put more effort into caring for his children, he's not very good at picking up on emotional signals. Because John has stayed silent, he believes everything has been fine.
FILL: Doctor, Detective and Sons (10/?)tawabidsJune 5 2011, 11:02:02 UTC
Sorry all, just a quick update with not much plot progress. P.S. OMFG HARRY IS SO MUCH FUN TO WRITE WHY HAVE I NEVER WRITTEN HER BEFORE NOW??It was near midnight on the crossover between Monday and Tuesday, and John was lying on his sister’s guest bed and crying about what he had done. Silently, of course, with his hand over his mouth to make absolutely sure. Hamish was asleep on the bed beside him, flat on his back on his favourite blanket with Harry’s orient-patterned duvet pulled over him. The room had blinds instead of curtains, and every now and then a car rolled past outside and cast bars of headlight across the ceiling
( ... )
FILL: Doctor, Detective and Sons (11/?)tawabidsJune 5 2011, 11:07:27 UTC
She swung her legs one across the other. Her toes were painted black, each with a neon-blue stripe down the centre, even though John was sure there were laws against painting your toenails over the age of forty-five. Sometimes he honestly wondered if he or Harry were adopted. She patted his knee, and took a sip of her own coffee. “You need to let the bitch out. You’re too nice, John
( ... )
Re: FILL: Doctor, Detective and Sons (11/?)
anonymous
June 5 2011, 15:23:19 UTC
So I'm very torn as I read this.
On the one hand, I feel like if you're unhappy and your life is unfulfilling you need to tell your partner and make changes as opposed to expecting your partner to read your mind. But I also feel like John is a helicopter parent who kind of needs a wake up call - if your 10 year old can't be left alone for an hour (and doesn't have the sense to microwave water for oatmeal or put some jam on toast) you need to step back and think about why your children have no life skills. (I'm aware that there are a lot of parents who disagree with me on this last point.)
But, on the other hand, it's Sherlock. A man like that isn't going to raise normal children, isn't going to respect social norms (much less teach his children to respect him) and he'd be a difficult partner.
Re: FILL: Doctor, Detective and Sons (11/?)tawabidsJune 5 2011, 15:29:58 UTC
Haha yes, I should have a disclaimer that I in no way mean to advertise this fic as good parenting skills (or good relationship advice!). Hell, I know if I had a two year old, that kid would've been in daycare waaaaay before now :/ I'd probably be working full-time and the kids would be cooking their own damn meals. AND YOU'RE COMING TO MY FRIEND'S DINNER PARTY TOO, DON'T GIVE ME THAT LOOK YOUNG MAN. GET IN THE CAR.
So don't worry, I'm very aware that there are straightforward solutions to some of John and Sherlock's problems here, and I intend to address that by the end.
Re: FILL: Doctor, Detective and Sons (11/?)
anonymous
June 5 2011, 15:38:16 UTC
Lol, no I understand - fiction is fiction - it's just a little hard to sympathize with John on some level because, looking at his life from the outside in, it's easy to say, "but you did that to yourself, also: they're called condoms", and he's a white male with a doctorate - it's not like there are social taboos keeping him at home. He doesn't trust his husband (?), doesn't trust his kids, and hates the world for things he's done to himself. (But I'm sure a lot of people would say the same about my own life - my religiously and socially conservative family constrain my day-to-day life in ways I find acceptable, and yet instead of just walking away, I stay.)
It's difficult bringing up children. Aside from it costing money and taking up all of your time, it also requires you to make difficult decisions when it comes to raising them right.
Sherlock and John find it hard to balance children with their everyday lives. At first, Sherlock gives up consulting, but John can see him slowly going mad and demands he go back to work. So then John stays at home, but he gets lonely and misses out on all the fun.
John hates that he's become the bad guy who enforces discipline, whilst Sherlock is the 'fun' one who never tells them off. They find themselves arguing over the right thing to do.
I just want to see some family-angst where Sherlock thinks that everything's fine but really John is not happy. Bonus!points if John brings it up and it completely destroys the view Sherlock had of his own family. How could he not have known that John was so unhappy?
As long as you make it all better by them sorting through things.
In a nutshell - ( ... )
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He automatically started to form a refusal, but then he decided he was being ridiculous. He’d always got on well with Sarah, even after they’d amicably agreed that they weren’t meant for each other. “I’d love to, if it’s not any trouble.”
“Of course not! I want to meet your boys. Your ‘wolf pack’, ha, that’s brilliant. Let’s say seven-thirty?”
“It’s a date,” he couldn’t help smiling. He’d spent so long socialising with children or corpses, it would be good to have a night out ( ... )
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“What are you going to make?” Murray cried, running into the kitchen and hanging off John’s belt loops. He was by far the most proficient consumer of sugary foods, so his enthusiasm wasn’t really a surprise.
“I don’t know,” John said, shuffling to the pantry with Murray still firmly attached to him at the waist. “I can’t bake and I can’t follow a recipe, plus we’ll just have to use what ingredients we have on hand…”
Geoffrey appeared in the doorway. “I’m good at instructions. I can help.”
“Me too!” Murray yelled. “There’ll be bowls to lick at the end, right?”
John laughed. “Alright, both of you find me an easy recipe and we’ll muddle it out.”
In the end it had been cupcakes with chocolate icing, and swirls of white icing on top (Geoffrey insisted this was artistic, he had seen it in a book). ( ... )
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Hamish was crying again. John went to check him first, and as he did so he heard the front door. He picked his youngest up and stood at the top of the stairs to see Sherlock and Geoffrey coming up, the latter wrapped in his father’s long, black coat.
“What happened?” John hissed. Geoffrey sniffed and went to bury his head against John’s chest. John rubbed his back and balanced Hamish with the other arm.
“Oh, he’s fine. They said it’s just a cold. I overreacted,” Sherlock said brightly.
“No I mean why the hell didn’t you call me?” John felt the heat rising in his cheeks. “You left Murray on his own! For three hours, he said ( ... )
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Sherlock, you prat, did you even hear what you just said?!?!?!
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omg, this was so painful! Mostly because it feels real, and no-one is over-reacting, and sometimes things just don't work right.
More soon, pretty please! I need you to put my heart back in!!!
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I can also see how hurt Sherlock is going to be when he realises how serious John is. Although he's being a bit of a prick and should put more effort into caring for his children, he's not very good at picking up on emotional signals. Because John has stayed silent, he believes everything has been fine.
I feel for both of them in a way.
I can't wait for the next part!!!!!!! :D
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On the one hand, I feel like if you're unhappy and your life is unfulfilling you need to tell your partner and make changes as opposed to expecting your partner to read your mind. But I also feel like John is a helicopter parent who kind of needs a wake up call - if your 10 year old can't be left alone for an hour (and doesn't have the sense to microwave water for oatmeal or put some jam on toast) you need to step back and think about why your children have no life skills. (I'm aware that there are a lot of parents who disagree with me on this last point.)
But, on the other hand, it's Sherlock. A man like that isn't going to raise normal children, isn't going to respect social norms (much less teach his children to respect him) and he'd be a difficult partner.
Torn.
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So don't worry, I'm very aware that there are straightforward solutions to some of John and Sherlock's problems here, and I intend to address that by the end.
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