Johnlock Love Letters
(AKA - JL3 Declarations of Love from fan fiction) #840
The Importance of Eating Meals by skyremains
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Johnlock Love Letters
(AKA - JL3 Declarations of Love from fan fiction) #840
The Importance of Eating Meals by skyremains
I think it's time for a Tumblr hiatus, my lovelies!
"The Wrong Time" - Chapter 5
AU -Sherlock meets and falls madly in love with John Watson. Unfortunately, this is a few years AFTER Sherlock has given in and married Molly Hooper. To make matters worse, Sherlock begins to have dreams which threaten to destroy what's left of his sanity.
Chapter 5 - Sherlock meets with Lestrade; further complications arise.
Read from the beginning.
so this one time claudia asked what my favorite fanfic was and i couldn't remember. NOW I DO.
My recent Harry Potter kick brought it aaaaaaaaaaaalllllll back.
Ladies and gentlefolk, The Naked Quidditch Match.
Yes, it's exactly what it sounds like, and I know what you're all thinking.
I reread it yesterday and I still cried laughing, and therefore I refuse to apologize in any way for still loving this. This is what fanfiction should be--I don't care if it plays fast and loose with canon (it was written before OotP, anyway), I don't care if it's completely ridiculous, it is fun as all hell.
(the only disclaimer I will make is that this rehost isn't the version I initially read; there are a few grammar mistakes and inconsistencies, I think it's an earlier draft, but, :Captain Jack whatever fingers:)
I read this fic when I was twelve or thirteen and it is the reason I started actually having fun with writing things, instead of trying to be serious and important and all that stuff that makes writing really, really boring for me. So, Claudia, this is my favorite fanfiction I have ever read. The end.
Suggested Reading: These Goddess Wheels are from one of my favorite books: The Goddess Within.
The basic idea is that, in the time when Goddess Worship and Matriarchy were predominant, the Great Mother and all women were seen as multi-faceted and powerful.
With the rise of the Patriarchy and Father-God worship, males in power "broke" the Great Mother into several separate entities, in an attempt to dilute her force while keeping some of the basic components that would benefit Patriarchal society (i.e. Strong, fierce women could exist, but only as virgins or man-hating warriors; sexually-powerful and sexually-liberated women could exist, but only as temptresses or sirens, not as "good" wives, mothers, and daughters).
I believe this affects not only cis women, or those who identify in binary terms, but all human beings raised in the West, regardless of gender identity. When we are told what the limits of the 'feminine' (and 'masculine') must be, we are denied the right to explore other possibilities in ourselves or in those we encounter.
The book urges the readers to see each 'goddess' or Aspect of the Great Mother inside themselves, and to examine which aspects they most identify with, as well as which aspects they may have denied themselves (or forced themselves to embrace against their will) in order to please others.
skyremains replied to your post: I've been watching Star Trek episodes lately.
Data/Troi….now there’s one I hadn’t considered
NO ONE DOES and I don't know why. They had a number of huggy moments in the series and films. Plus there's a built in mechanism for it as in OMG I HAVE NEW EMOTIONS CANNOT COPE HELP ME EMPATHIC FRIEND.
This love, it is a distant star guiding us home wherever we are. This love, it is a burning sun Shining light on the things that we've done. I tried to speak to you every day, but each word we spoke, the wind blew away. Could these walls come crumbling down? I want to feel my feet on the ground and leave behind this prison we share. Step into the open air. How did we let it come to this? What we just tasted we somehow still miss. How will it feel when this day is done, and can we keep what we've only begun? And now these walls come crumbling down, and I can feel my feet on the ground. Can we carry this love that we share into the open air?
Into the open air Into the open air This love, it is a burning sun.
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[Feel free to delete this bit if you want to reblog the song itself]:
This song has me in tears right now, and not for the reason I imagined.
I downloaded it because I loved Brave, and because I thought this was a great Pre and Post Reichenbach song (it reminded me a bit of Sarah's (afrogeekgoddess) After Love series.
But the more I listened to it, the more I thought of my own love life. Of what it was like when I was first experiencing feelings for Leigh Ann, and unsure of what that meant for a supposedly only-straight woman like me.
I thought of the chance we took meeting each other in person and spending a week together, and how difficult it was to part again once we'd found out how we truly feel, and how we truly fit as a couple.
And most of all, the title and the chorus make me cry, because I wonder if she and I can ever 'go public' in our real lives, and find a way to live together as an actual couple, not just here on the internet or behind the closed doors of a hotel room, but in the Open Air with the rest of the world.
"Hamish, what the HELL were you playing at?"
"Dad, I'm sorry, I--"
"The headmaster said they found you on the rooftop! What have I told you about heights, Hal?"
"But, Dad, I just wanted to calculate the--"
"WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU?!"
"John, calm down. Hamish doesn't understand."
"Neither do you, Sherlock, so you can bloody well back off!"
"John..."
"NO! He was on a ROOFTOP, for Christ's sake! He was on the ledge of rooftop, looking down... He was nearly...He...he could have... God, Hal... oh, God..."
"Please stop crying, Daddy! I'll never do it ever again, I swear! I'm so sorry!"