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#Witch #Boyfriend #Mecagodelfrio #Nahquever #JoTwins
no soy tu amigo secreto pero dile a tu hermana que ponga su tumblr jashffaj
me había emocionado no es justo :((( mi hermana dice que le da flojera hacerse un tumblr (terrible floja me cae mal) así que le mandes los asks al mío (super patuda) oh dice que te ama por ilusionarme (es super mala) kfjdsklks
*talking about House series finale*
Friend #1(Nahquever): Yes, because Watson has cancer.
Me: ...
Me: Wilson!
Friend #1: Yes, hahaha, Wilson has cancer.
Friend #2 (no tumblr): Yes, that much I knew.
Me: Poor Wilson.
Friend #1: And then Sherlock...
Me: ...
Me: *looking at her rabidly and waiting for her to realize the mistake*
Me: ...
Me: *giving up* HOUSE!
Friend #1: Bahahahaha. Right, House fakes his death.
Friend #2: Yes, but then he comes back.
Me: Poor Wilson.
Friend #1: And Shelock... No, House sends him a text during the funeral saying: "I'm alive -SH" Hahahahaha
Friend #2: *looking at me confused as hell*
Me: Poor Wilson. Poor Watson.
I've got a sexy nasal voice.
I think... I think, yes, I think I might have found the perfect thing (not a song, though) for a Sherlock's POV chapter for my fic.
I'm scared I'll OOC the hell out of it, but... I really want to write it.
Tuesday will be the day. Until then, study hard, Deb, stop distracting yourself!
The end of the long study session is with Martin Hedgehog Freeman singing One Love.
Cool. Now I'm fangirling again.
My boyfriend is hating me so much right now. He's sleeping and my cellphone keeps ringing with Jim Moriarty's 'Hiii'. He jumps every time. Poor guy, I'm torturing him.
It's for a good cause, though. The fic I wrote is ready to be posted. So, first thing in the morning, before I start my freaking studying marathon, I'll be posting it to AO3.
I'm too excited about this.
WE WE WE SO EXCITED. WE SO EXCITED. And tomorrow is not even friday!
Because of a frenzy of inventiveness, I just wrote a 1196 words johnlock angsty fic. First time ever.
I must thank Florence and the Machine for the inspiring song and the bus driver who brought me home from the hospital for taking so fucking long. Oh, also thank you to the chaotic city where I live, it would not have been possible without you.
My lovely friend, Churi (nahquever, cha), will proofread my hazardous attempt of writing fanfiction and then, it will be up on AO3.
I'm excited!