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Summary: John and Sherlock marry without witnesses, church, or state. [This continues Ch. 100, which is short enough to reread if you ... you know. Ch. 103 will be ]
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I grasp Sherlock’s elbows, not his hands, which I watch startle and then settle. In the millisecond before I open my mouth to speak, a hundred memories push in to stop time.
His hands on his violin, on the bow. His calluses, known by touch and by heart.
His hand cuffed to mine in the most terrifying chase of our whole, terror-rich career.
His hands gripping mine when we strain and thrust to melt the boundary between us.
His hands newly scoured by some caustic chemical or other, the small wounds a matter of indifference to him but not to me.
His hands, dexterous as a magician’s (illusionist, John, he’d say impatiently, magic isn’t real), quick and precise as a surgeon’s.
His hands, the unseeing version of those mercurial eyes: both are like no one else’s, hungry for data that they can shuttle to the sense-making organ faster than most people can even register its presence.
read the rest of Ch. 102 on AO3
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The @fluffbruary prompts for June were grove, arbor, and formal, and a glorious patch of crocuses. June blew past me so um here we are.
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I highly recommend the book The Five: The Untold Lives of the Women Killed by Jack the Ripper by Hallie Rubenhold and the free podcast, Bad Women (S1) by Pushkin which covers the same material (though the book has more detail).
It's not about the crime or Jack the Ripper, it's about the women who were killed, the majority of whom were not connected with the sex trade at all. Their lives are fascinating and so full of different experiences. The book is an amazing window into the lives of lower/middle class women and their struggles.
Though it's set in the Victorian era, the ways these women and others in poverty were treated and thought of is hauntingly familiar. Disability and mental health problems are a major factor in many of the women's lives as well.
Also, the British military backdated someone's marriage so their kids would be legitimate and I find that strangely satisfying.
"Tattoos are becoming unpopular", "piercings are unpopular again", "keep your hair natural never dye it again, it's the trend now" literally fuck off I know what y'all are doing
Every time someone comments on my old fic, i feel like I'm an old actor getting paid residuals. Appreciate you, old-fic-commenters. Key source of emotional income, tbh.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 12/?
Fandom: James Bond (Craig Movies)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: James Bond/Q
Characters: James Bond, Q (James Bond)
Additional Tags: Nature, Yosemite - Freeform, backpacking
Series: Part 25 of Ato’s 007 Fest Fan Creations, Part 2 of Yosemite Chronicles
Summary:
Bond has big plans to share his love of backpacking with Q.
So of course the universe has other ideas…
Chapter 12 is up!
Many thanks to Bondlocker for the beta help and cheerleading!
it's that time of year again, and I need to keep up with bills, paying for an online course, and saving for a future baby, so:
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fluff, smut, pwp, angst, whump, character death
canon compliant, canon divergence, fix-its, AU
most kinks (if unsure, ask)
most fandoms (may need a little context or research)
won't do:
body horror
scat/coprophilia
watersports/omorashi
omegaverse (I'm just not good at it, sorry)
types of fics I'm pretty good at:
angst
domestic fluff
praise kink
priest kink/priest corruption
joseon era
heian era
fix-its
fandom writing experience & samples:
악마판사 | The Devil Judge (TV) (83)
Sherlock (BBC TV 2010) (72)
괴물 | Beyond Evil (TV) (29)
감사합니다 | The Auditors (TV) (6)
손 : The Guest (TV) (6)
The Pitt (TV) (2)
Sherlock Holmes (Granada TV 1984) (2)
モブサイコ100 | Mob Psycho 100 (1)
Onmyouji | The Yin-Yang Master (Movies 2001 2003) (1)
Star Trek: The Original Series (TV) (1)
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please reblog this post, don't just like it - I'm technically unemployed for the next two months and need people to see this post. thank you.
I've been searching for some Sally fics, where she realizes something about Sherlock and doesn't call him Freak any longer. I think I read one recently where he helped her through claustrophobia, and that was the kind of think I am looking for.
Thank you! You rock!
Hi Nonny! *HUGS*
Ah I feel you, I love Sally too, and it's tough to find a fics with her in it!
I DO have a list that may have what you're looking for called Sally Donovan Friendship (Bookmarks and MFLs)!
It's been awhile since I've posted that list, so if anyone has additional fics that I don't have on that list, please let us know!! I'd love to make a part 2 list <3
rachelea3 said: I have one of these! It's called "Overdue".
Overdue by Rachelea3 (G, 4,503 w., 1 Ch. || TEH, Missing Scene, Sherlock's PTSD, POV Sally, Apologies) – Not much of an apology, perhaps, but long overdue.
Dance With Me by Silvergirl (E, 24,813 w., 12 Ch. || Post TEH, Dancing, Met Charity Gala, Sally/Sherlock Friendship, No Mary, Fluff) – Sherlock rescues Sally Donovan, and in turn she tries to help him get John to stop faffing about and get on with Johnlock.
Best Man Bender by Silvergirl (M, 41,491 w., 21 Ch. || Post-TSo3, Love Sickness, Drugs, Boredom, Reluctant Allies, POV Sally, POV John, Mutual Pining, Not-Nice Mary, Angst with a Happy Ending) – Sherlock counted on John to know how and when to pivot. John hopes he's done it right.
Earlier in the week, I found a promo photo for Series 1 (i think) that was amazingly bad. Totally terrible for all kinds of reasons. I did my take on it to see if I could improve it.
So there are actually plenty of Sherlock promo images that look like garbage. I'm guessing they released them for some other purpose? Regardless, I decided to try my hand at another.
May I present to you this nightmare.
I am thinking here that this was a sample that was never finished. There is no reason for this image to have been posted or produced unless they had just ditched it for other photos being better. It was probably unneeded and they didn't bother making it look any better.
Could I live with that?
No.
This is my version. I had to layer colours from so many different sources... Just to try to get their skin tones even remotely close. I tried to capture layer by layer different elements. I pulled the shadows separately from the highlights and manipulated them as layer effects. I removed the bizarre shine with the healing brush and some texture tools.
It took about five hours to do. I'm not 100% satisfied, I'd try to improve the background and the blue level balance. But I had to put it down to go to bed.
Since I'm taking my time with my second Fandom Trumps Hate story, I've decided to give you all a small teaser. I won't give the title away yet, but the prompt from the brilliant @totallysilvergirl was that John can sing. Really sing. And he's managed to keep it a secret. Even from Sherlock! Yes, that's right.
As is my wont, I always rec fics (influenced long ago by my lovely recipient) and to my astonishment, I found that there are very few fics with this topic. Another reason to write one.
Excerpt:
John’s blog.
Anniversary Post
Congratulations to me on my tenth blog post! I know for a fact that the main character I’m writing about won’t even notice, but to me it is kind of a milestone. If you think that this is the tenth case I’ve been privy to, you’re wrong. Not every case is worth writing about. Some of them are actually classified if you can believe it. Shh…
If you are a regular reader, you know how this normally goes – clients and/or the police want Sherlock to help with their predicament. This time, though, things were slightly different.
I got an email from an acquaintance I hadn’t spoken to – nor thought of – in years. Claire Burnell nee Turnbull who I went to school with back in the day, has moved up in the world apparently. She is now the lady of Matfen Hall: Northumberland’s only five-star hotel. In fact, it is also a spa and a golf resort. Very posh going by the website, which is extensive. Or excessive, as Sherlock described it.
Anyway.
A little digression – you all know how heedful Sherlock is of his brain capacity, which is why I was utterly befuddled when he seemed to know Claire’s sister, Chloe. I only remember her as a clingy eight-year-old, but of course, she’s a grown woman now. And an acclaimed classical pianist. Hence Sherlock’s knowledge, I suppose.
Having read the email, I was quite certain I would have to disappoint Mrs Burnell – the case was a five at best – and Sherlock refuses to even leave the flat for less than a seven. If we were to help with this one, though, we’d have to leave London for the rural parts of Northumberland. My hopes weren’t high, but for the sake of my previous relations to Mrs Burnell, I decided to at least ask Sherlock when he got home from wherever he was at that particular moment. He sure wasn’t at Tesco to get milk, I can tell you that much!
I won’t bore you all with Sherlock’s deductions about my previous relationship with Claire Turnbull (now Burnell) – let’s just say they were just as substantial as Matfen Hall’s website.
To my utter befuddlement, Sherlock readily agreed to take the case.
“You do realise we need to travel to Northumberland, yes?” I asked, just to be sure he’d understood what it would entail to solve Mrs Burnell’s plight.
“Don’t be obtuse, John!”
And that was apparently that, because the next day we were on the 8.30 train from King’s Cross, which would reach Newcastle a little after 11 a.m.
Please have a moment of silence for the people who were killed instead of freed when news of emancipation finally reached the furthest corners of the american south.
have another moment for the ledgers, catalogs, and records that were burned and the homes that were destroyed to hide the presence of very much alive and still enslaved people on dozens of plantations and homesteads across the south for decades after emancipation.
and have a third moment for those who were hunted and killed while fleeing the south to find safety across the border, overseas, in the north and to the west.
black people. light a candle, write a note to those who have passed telling them what you have achieved in spite of the racist and intolerant conditions of this world, feel the warmth of the flame under your hand, say a prayer of rememberance if you are religious, place the note under the candle, and then blow it out.
if you have children, sit them down and tell them anything you know about the life of oldest black person you've ever met. it doesn't have to be your own family. tell them what you know about what life was like for us in the days, years, decades after emancipation. if you don't know much, look it up and learn about it together.
This is Juneteenth.
white people CAN interact with this post. share it, spread it.
