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i wrote sherlock&co fanfiction have fun

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

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I was watching the David Tennant much ado about nothing and this is such a depression mood

"When i said i would die a bachelor i did not think i would live till i were married."

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this was too short to post on AO3 so I'm putting it on here - i gave halt a panic attack

Halt woke from the nightmare breathing heavily. He tried unsuccessfully to stand, collapsing noisily next to the bed that he and Pauline shared. His breaths were coming too fast. Too rapid. He couldn't catch his breath. His hands raised to his throat, scratching for air. Coughing he tried to calm down, it still felt as though water was creeping into his lungs.

“Halt?” Pauline whispered. She had been woken by Halt falling to the ground. Worried, she reached for her husband. 

Feeling a hand touch his shoulder Halt started, thinking at first it was his brother's oar to push him under again. He calmed slightly when he realized it was Pauline, but his breaths were still coming much too quick.

Pauline lit the lamp on the small table next to their bed. Halt pulled himself, shaking, onto the bed and Pauline sat next to him. She let her hand trace circles on his back, trying to calm him down.

“Are you alright Darling?”

“Níl,” Halt gasped, he still hadn't gotten his breathing under control, “Plúchadh, nightmare, níl ceann chomh dona leis seo faighte agam le tamall, tá an-bhrón orm, sorry, sorry.”

With his accent so thick and mixed in with Hibernian and apologies Pauline almost missed the word “nightmare”.

“No need to apologize Darling, you did nothing wrong.”

Pauline pulled Halt into a hug, wrapping her arms tight around him to help him calm down. Halt could feel his breaths slowing back to normal as he let himself fall against Pauline. They sat like that for over an hour as Halts breathing slowed back to normal and he slowly fell asleep in her arms.

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"Are you feeling a little exposed having an anti-tank missile in our possession in the middle of Manhattan, or is it just me?" -Finch

poor finch having to deal with root AND the machine

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first fanfic

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

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Liking old books is so embarrassing, like: “this is my blorbo :3 he- he’s from an 1800’s mystery series :) my favorite ship you ask? I- I ship this silly Victorian detective with his best friend :D

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mine is Quincy Morris from the original Dracula

he is a dumb little cowboy and i love him

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I'm watching The Umbrella Academy season 3 for the first time...

WTF!!!!!!!

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LOL

the dance scene had me so confused

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I'm watching The Umbrella Academy season 3 for the first time...

WTF!!!!!!!

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I ship Halt and Crowley for the early years books, I think they broke up shortly after Halt started to train Gilan. Pauline and Halt are cute as well.

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The Weeping Angels are really scary until you realize if any organism sees them they are fucked so they get hard countered by geckos, who don't blink and can see in the dark. If the Doctor strapped like two geckos onto him he'd be fine.

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Omg yes!!!!!!!!