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Fic Rec: Software Malfunction
Feb. 9th, 2013 07:24 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
swissmargTitle: Software Malfunction
Author: tiger_in_the_flightdeck
Pairing: John/Sherlock
Length: 16,682 words
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Major character death
Verse: Sherlock BBC
Author's summary: "You think I can’t love you? Just because you’re made with metal, and detailed programming?” The doctor propped himself on his elbow, and looked down at it. “I am nothing but blood and bone, and tissue. Things just managed get mashed together in a manner that made me like this. Just like you were put together to make you how you are. When I kiss you-” he did so, briefly, to prove his point. Then more deeply, and lingering, because he could. “When I touch you, or smile at you, does it make you feel different from when others have done it in the past?” Assigned as the head of Medical Research on the Baker, John Watson meets- and quickly falls in love with- Sherlock, a specially commissioned Companion android with a malfunction.
Reccer's comments: This fic absolutely killed me. You know what's going to happen from the prologue, but that doesn't make it any less painful. Have tissues on hand and read this in a safe place. Or, you know, while you're cutting onions.
This is a futuristic AU in which Sherlock is, as the summary says, basically a sexbot on the spaceship John is assigned to.
( Excerpt ... )
It's a fairly straightforward example of the 'android learns about love' trope, but it's still sweet and funny and as endearing as a bristly hedgehog defending its territory. Until it starts hurting. The emotions the author creates are so real, it's almost an exercise in meta to read. I had to remind myself not only that 5H3r10ck (the Companion's official designation) really was nothing more than an assemblage of plastic and circuitry, but also that John and Sherlock are figments of our collective imagination. As Steven Moffat said, 'Only the emotional damage is real.'
Author: tiger_in_the_flightdeck
Pairing: John/Sherlock
Length: 16,682 words
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Major character death
Verse: Sherlock BBC
Author's summary: "You think I can’t love you? Just because you’re made with metal, and detailed programming?” The doctor propped himself on his elbow, and looked down at it. “I am nothing but blood and bone, and tissue. Things just managed get mashed together in a manner that made me like this. Just like you were put together to make you how you are. When I kiss you-” he did so, briefly, to prove his point. Then more deeply, and lingering, because he could. “When I touch you, or smile at you, does it make you feel different from when others have done it in the past?” Assigned as the head of Medical Research on the Baker, John Watson meets- and quickly falls in love with- Sherlock, a specially commissioned Companion android with a malfunction.
Reccer's comments: This fic absolutely killed me. You know what's going to happen from the prologue, but that doesn't make it any less painful. Have tissues on hand and read this in a safe place. Or, you know, while you're cutting onions.
This is a futuristic AU in which Sherlock is, as the summary says, basically a sexbot on the spaceship John is assigned to.
( Excerpt ... )
It's a fairly straightforward example of the 'android learns about love' trope, but it's still sweet and funny and as endearing as a bristly hedgehog defending its territory. Until it starts hurting. The emotions the author creates are so real, it's almost an exercise in meta to read. I had to remind myself not only that 5H3r10ck (the Companion's official designation) really was nothing more than an assemblage of plastic and circuitry, but also that John and Sherlock are figments of our collective imagination. As Steven Moffat said, 'Only the emotional damage is real.'
