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Occasionally I start crying at random, and while I am surface-level fine, there's usually something deeply embedded in my brain happening that makes me not-fine, and while surface-level Anne is really good at ignoring that shit, my emotional reactions do not always match the things I am willing to be cognizant of.
And when that happens, my darling Kate ( pictures-to-prove-it ) reminds me that this exists.
Everything isn't magically okay, but it's better. It's so much better.
JOE BIDEN THOUGH.
I want to make him wear my Vegas sex clothes and clean my house.
pictures-to-prove-it about Chris Evans
Things Social Anxiety with Low Impulse Control Causes You to Do: Send incessant messages to your best friends, knowing that they are your best friends, apologizing for (???) incessantness.
Things Best Friends Do: Love you anyway.
<3 <3 <3
Love you babes.
pictures-to-prove-it reblogged your link and added:
You complete me. But you already knew that. Thank you.
In addition, I would like to thank 20th Century Fox and Dylan O’Brien for the sudden ( and accidental) uptick in traffic this fic has received as of late.
<3 <3 <3 I am so happy for those people who accidentally found that story and got to read it. Just so glad for them.
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Sherlock (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Author Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson Additional Tags: One Shot, Porn With Very Little Plot, Fellatio, Hand Jobs, Light Dom/sub, Outdoor Sex, Petulant Sherlock, That's Captain John Watson to you, Trigger Warning: Seasonal Allergies, Convoluted Case Plot, British Tourist Traps, Fluff and Humor, This is my first attempt at slash fiction, So please prep and lube your comments accordingly Summary:
Spring is in the air, royal artifacts are being stolen, and John Watson is stuck in a hedge maze with an allergy-ridden sociopath. What's a doctor (and a soldier) to do?
So sometimes I forget that pictures-to-prove-it wrote this amazing thing, and then when I am reminded, I feel the need to share it all over again. Seriously dudes. Kate is the best.
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I'm sorry. I'll tell Sean to stop messaging you.
I keep trying to tell him, you know, "Your wife? Yes. You? Nahhhhh."
He just doesn't get it. ::sigh::
Channeling my inner '80s with an off-the-shoulder sweater at work today, and grinning about making pictures-to-prove-it look at gross Teen Wolf things. <3 <3
