Go forth a draw deeply from that well.
If you don’t like a ship, wait 5 minutes, there will be another.
Including the captiantastic crieff/harkness gem.
Tell her I sent you.
the-pizza-man-did-it replied to your post “I am amused that I now have the only explicit martin crieff/jack…”
a good one, a very good terrible person, ehehehehe
You are strong. You are kind. You are beautiful and most importantly, you hella fine. Post this to 10 blogs you adore and give em some love.
daw, thank you so much!
Love, love, love your writing. It has gotten me through some lonely nights. I am so glad I found you.
Thank you anon!
Slash was the only genre of literature I had ever found that followed the characters into bed and back out of it; that investigated and demonstrated how the people they were outside of bed were connected to the people they were in bed; that modeled how to be with someone in everyday life, go to bed with them, and then wake up next to them and continue everyday life with them. In slash, ‘everyday life’ wasn’t differentiated from ‘sex life.’ Who people were outside of bed and during the day critically, obviously, demonstrably influenced how they behaved in bed with each other, and vice versa …. The two parts of life weren’t disjunct; indeed, they were crucially connected, mutually influential, even indivisible. In fact, that indivisibility was often the whole point.
Blogger Shoshanna, quoted in “Sherlock as Cyborg: Bridging Mind and Body,” in Sherlock and Transmedia Fandom, eds. Stein and Busse (McFarland, 2012). (via daxsymbiont)
I thought I’d go through your blog and find something nice to say as being kind is my goal today. So, I start looking at some of your posts, and my God, You are amazing! I’m over on AO3 reading Concussion right now. I am so glad I took the time to look at your blog, your writing is incredible. You have made me so happy.
You have absolutley made my day, and maybe my week!
