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Absinthe :)
Oh, you’re fucking hilarious, A! Nah, nope, never. I am a teetotaler. Never touch the alcoholic spirits. That’s devil’s juice right there!
*snorffles everywhere*
EVERYONE KNOWS I LOVE WINE AND TEQUILA WAY TOO MUCH. *sips Cab Sauv*
I drink less than I used to though. Unless @carol-on‘s here making freakin’ sangria in giant vats and we kind of just dip into it all day…..
Fanfic Review - A Quiet Murmuration
Title: A Quiet Murmuration
Author: cathedralcarver
Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/275828
# of words: 4,684
Rating: Teen
Date published: November 11, 2011 (between series 1 and 2)
Key Characters: John and Sherlock
Themes/Tags: Kissing, Boys Kissing, Lots of kissing, Fluff, Sweet, Cuddling & Snuggling, Did I Mention Fluff
Review: A shorter piece this time. Cathedralcarver writes achingly romantic and lovely fics that start off as fluff and end up being gorgeously sweet, with a side of funny. This one is Sherlock making restitution to John (I think for going off to the pool in TGG), and they spontaneously decide that one thousand kisses will do the job. Sherlock’s different approaches to the kisses and John’s shifting responses to them are endlessly interesting.
The words that took my breath away:
“John is perfectly capable of gathering all the pertinent information, Mycroft,” Sherlock said. “I’ll pick up milk,” he added, leaning down to drop a kiss on John’s head. John nodded. Mycroft tried not to gape. He gaped anyway.
“One hundred and four,” Sherlock called as he clattered down the stairs.
John and Mycroft sat in silence for a full 37 seconds. John sipped his tea.
“One hundred and four?” Mycroft asked politely.
If you like this, try:
Whatever Remains, However Improbable (ivyblossom, Loudest_Subtext_in_Television)
Feeding Sherlock (AtlinMerrick)
Send me your recs! Reccing yourself is welcome!
still my "re*reading all the jewels"-month
“his favourite four-letter f-words” by cathedral_carver, AO3 this is so lyrically beautiful. a little fic that does not leave the memories of a thrilling story-line, but a lovely soft feeling in my belly. cathedral_carvers words make me feel their love.
„[…] john sighs. “Fine.” (Translation: Yes it’s fine, it’s more than fine you great bloody man. Look, I’ll even move over to make room and when you lie down I’ll put my arm across your chest but make it look like an accident so neither one of us will be embarrassed by our inappropriate proximity and have I mentioned I love you?)“
it’s very fine
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Sherlock (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson Characters: Sherlock Holmes, John Watson Additional Tags: Kissing, Boys Kissing, Lots of kissing, Fluff, Sweet, Cuddling & Snuggling, Did I Mention Fluff Summary:
Just pay me back with one thousand kisses.
If anyone asks what one of my top favorite fluff fics is, this has to be in the top five. Seriously perfect fluff.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Another one for the “in which Marta goes all splorty with teh cute” category. John demands restitution for Sherlock being a bit not good at the end of TGG, in the form of a thousand kisses to be delivered whenever Sherlock chooses. Therein begins some delightful Johnlock fluff. Highly recommended if you just want to luxuriate in the pairing a bit.
My name is John Hamish Watson and I am 74 years old and I live at Langston Residential Home 84 Cambridge Lane East New Blenheim and (William) Sherlock (Scott) Holmes visits me every single day and I know this because it’s written on this paper which is stuck above my telly. -(x)