We’re rightfully terrified right now.
"BE PREPARED FOR THE CHANCE OF A LIFETIME! BE PREPARED FOR SENSATIONAL NEEEEEWWWWWSSS!"
A shining new era is tiptoeing nearer!
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ajthelush replied to your post “FILMVIDEOCOMMERCIAL IS DONE!!!!!!!!!!” YAY! Happy scotch time! YAY...
ajthelush replied to your post“FILMVIDEOCOMMERCIAL IS DONE!!!!!!!!!!”
YAY! Happy scotch time!
YAY indeed! I drank a nice rum instead. And nooooow I think I’ll reward myself with a re-reading one of my fav fanfics. Or maybe start with a new author. Or an AU or I dunno. I feel like the whole world is open now that this damn thing is done.
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patternofdefiance: anotherwellkeptsecret: John met Sherlock on January 29th, 1881. That makes...
John met Sherlock on January 29th, 1881. That makes their friendship 133 years old today.
"One hundred and thirty-three years, you say." Holmes accepts the flute of champagne the good doctor holds out to him. "Quite a span of time."
Watson smiles a little, scoops up his own glass, and brings it to Holmes’s for a resounding ting. “That’s what I thought.”
"And the champagne?" Holmes sips delicately, lifts his eyebrows at the money of the taste. "You have been paying attention, my dear Watson.”
"Kind of hard not to," Watson admits, and the tips of his ears pink, just barely.
"Why this most excellent champagne, then, if I must repeat myself? We hardly celebrated our centennial.”
Watson grins. “Maybe we did and you just don’t remember it,” he teases.
Holmes sniffs, lifts his chin. “Maybe I deleted it.”
"Look at you, keeping up with the times," Watson says, and his tone is more fond than the words would imply. "Speaking of which…"
Holmes’s eyebrows pinch together. “What’s got into you?” His eyes widen as Watson sets his glass to a side and takes the detective’s hands into his own. “Watson?”
"It’s been a long time - it’s been the best time, knowing you.”
Holmes draws breath as if to ask him to stop, or explain, but on the exhale it lodges in his throat, words and all.
"And for a long time now, my - regard for you has remained friendly and professional, even as it deepened with the passing years. Affection has bled into my thoughts of you, and now I find myself afflicted with something you will no doubt deem irreconcilable between us.” Watson takes a deep breath. “And thus the reason for the champagne, because this is either the beginning or the end of it.”
"Can it not stay the same? Can we not be as we always have been?" If Holmes’s voice is tremulous, it is most certainly not from sentiment.
And yet, his face pales as Watson shakes his head. “My dear Holmes, no. Without change, we would stagnate. You of all must know how destructive a force ennui can be?”
"Then what would you have us do? Part ways?" Before Watson can continue, Holmes starts to withdraw his hands. "You have had enough of me then."
The surgeon’s (and now blogger's) hold tightens about those slender, trembling, violinist fingers.
"God, no," Watson answers, and it is with a fervor and conviction that sets Holmes’s heart racing; it’s a tone meant for the chase, for moonless nights, for uncovering truths. "I would have us grow closer. I would have you - " and now the doctor moves so as to be almost flush to the detective, "I would have you for my own."
There is a silence in 221b, a silence such has never occurred in the flat before - tense and buzzing it is, with all the things unsaid until now, because they have just been summed up, and and quite succinctly, too.
"Why now?" Holmes must ask, because some things change, but never this. He must know why.
"Because the world has changed, and we are in it. Because we have changed so much already," Watson adds wryly, his eyes tracing the latest of Holmes’s visages, a self-deprecating quirk of his chin indicating his own stature. "Because I am tired of using lukewarm words to garb my love for you. I am tired of choosing lesser actions and greater distances."
Holmes finds he is, quite suddenly, sitting, which necessitates that Watson crouches, still cupping their hands in the dwindling space between them.
"Easy, Holmes," Watson says, and there’s almost no hint of cheek as he adds, "I did not know you would be so affected."
"Sherlock," comes the reply. "Please," Verdigris eyes, familiar even in this incarnation, come up to meet his, "John."
"Alright, then," John accepts, and then he nods, and he leans in, meaning to come to his detective, but those lips meet his half way.
After a moment’s touch and shared breathing, two sets of eyes flutter open. “Is this alright?” John asks, and his eyes miss not one twitch of Sherlock’s lips and eyes as he thinks through his reply - processes, to use the parliance of their time.
Those eyes focus on his, and those lips curve into a smile. “I think, my dear John, you will find that it’s all…fine.”
The champagne is a fine vintage, like their acquaintanceship - but unlike their bond, it goes to waste that night and is forgotten.
What they have lives on and grows.
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Hi. I just wanted to tell you that your beautiful fic The Black Pearl inspired me to improve my passing knowledge of the Goldberg Variations by buying the score and learning them. Noodling through the aria or variation 25 often helps me shed the workday. So, thanks.
I feel accomplished.
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sirensongfashion: Chanel Iman & Arlenis Sosa in...
Chanel Iman & Arlenis Sosa in “Fashion..and all that Jazz” by Peter Lindbergh for Harper’s Bazaar September 2009
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I feel like I’m giving my boyfriend a very reasonable...
I feel like I’m giving my boyfriend a very reasonable option this year. He is very rudely not accepting my generous offer to avoid the hassle (which I actually require because I like the holiday) and instead simply write me a very simple fanfic. He doesn’t even have to worry about LUBE! I made it very easy on him. Hmph!
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mid0nz: LONDON — Sherlock — The Blind Banker How can you hate...
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allthatulovewillbcarriedaway replied to your post: I feel like I’m giving my boyfriend a...
allthatulovewillbcarriedaway replied to your post: I feel like I’m giving my boyfriend a …
Fingers crossed he sees reason. You’re awesome.
I’m just saying. It’s win/win no?
And again seriously..he doesn’t even have to worry about luuuube. It’s so nice.
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emmagrant01: sfiddy: OMG WHERE DO I GET THIS...
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The Big Book of Submission: 69 Kinky Tales, coming in 2014
The Big Book of Submission: 69 Kinky Tales, coming in 2014:
July 2014 will bring The Big Book of Submission: 69 Kinky Tales to bookstore shelves. The erotica anthology is edited by Rachel Kramer Bussel and published by Cleis Press. You can add it to your Goodreads want to read list and pre-order it on Amazon. Kindle, Nook, Google Play and iBooks…
So… I’m in that table of contents!! I’m so unbelievably excited about this :D
THIS IS FRIKKIN NEAT!
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wocinsolidarity: homoarigato: That’s What She Said - A queer,...
That’s What She Said - A queer, Asian-American web series following the lives of 5 friends in Los Angeles. Created out of a desire to see positive Asian representations in the media, as well as to give voice to the often untold stories of queer Asian women, the series chronicles the lives of five fictional characters – Leslie, Rae, Shin, Baby, and Nic – within the queer sphere of the greater Los Angeles area.
SIGNAL BOOST
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18mr: Cheerios is like, “eat a bowl of cereal, haters!” Their...
18mr:
Cheerios is like, “eat a bowl of cereal, haters!”
Their first-ever Super Bowl ad brings back the mixed race family they got so much racist shit for last May. Good on them.
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malformalady: Farmers in Japan have created pentagon-shaped...
Farmers in Japan have created pentagon-shaped fruits.The iyokan citrus fruits or ‘Gokaku no Iyokan’ were handed out as a good luck charm for students in the upcoming entrance exam season in Yawatahama, Ehime. [xdailymailsourcex]
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queenbellamy: Best. Cast. Ever.
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