I like the fics where Sherlock is obsessed with knowing everything about John
inside and out
This is hardcore reminding me of a story by prettyarbitrary that thisprettywren recced to me Saturday night.
Nothing like lying in a hotel room, reading fic on your phone until you get so sleepy you almost drop your phone on your face.
I know which stooooory…. 🙂
And I have never dropped my phone on my face while reading in bed. Nope. And I certainly didn’t stay up until 4am reading TTOBB for the first time.
lakdsjflakdsjfklasjdfadskf *is flipping out with delight at this art being connected with one of my stories in somebody’s mind*
I assume that’s Cross Wired. I don’t think I’ve written anything else fucked up enough to map to this.
YET.
Because boy is THIS giving me ideas. <3