Spelled The Way It Sounds |
Tick, tock, Reichenbach. http://archiveofourown.org/users/Shayvaalski |
Dai cousins! This is coming up out of my queue and i might not have my computer so i might not be there. But everyone should chat and enjoy it :)
Go well!
ETA: SORRY SORRY SORRY! My queue messed up and this was supposed to post an hour ago D: i still can’t make it but i hope some people can. i’m so sorry!!!
Ahahah here it is! Reblogging to put it higher on people’s dashes.
| Teddy: | I just had the dubious pleasure of being asked if I was a boy or a girl for the first time. |
| Will: | oh man just wait until a waitress calls you sir through most of the meal and then half way through "realizes you are female" and then apologizes profusely every time you interact after that |
| Will: | its coming |
| Will: | its Stage 2 |
(Source: saltshore, via navalenigma)
Just. FYI, guys, consistent posting of DW stuff not tagged with a spoiler qualifies you for unfollowing. It aired last night. This is not unreasonable.
Most of the software he writes is based around online anonymity.
It serves as a reflection of the man.
He has been in and out of too many small Southeast Asian hotels with suspiciously stained sheets, stared at himself in the mirror and seen a face that is intimate to him like gray avatars. He’s not sure who he is anymore. He never brings a woman - or a man, for that matter - back to the hotel with him. This is not for the lack of opportunity.
He could pay for it, if he wanted it that much.
And he wants it, on occasion. Touch.
He makes most of his money in pornography - and the type that needs online anonymity to survive. He knew this would happen; because he is not that naive, because such activity is the lifeblood of his business. He receives a percentage of the proceeds, for providing the safest communications. He rents them the stage. He tries not to think about it.
And assassinations, and drug trade.
But for the hundreds of thousands, there is part of him that will room only at the dirtiest hotels, and stay awake rather than sleep over the bed, swiveling around in a cheap plastic chair with his laptop, alone, wanting touch, feeling sick because of it, so he plays bejeweled, and waits for the sun to rise. Loneliness weighing his limbs like sleeplessness. A row of designer suits hanging in the closet that he hired a stylist to select for him; and when he wears them he appears half Moriarty, half Mycroft, and he hopes that when she sees this it scares the shit out of her.
A journalist in the PRC snaps a photo that catches Alan talking on his mobile and standing behind their Minister of Industry and Information Technology. He is laughing.
He likes to be sure the pictures that leak back to her all show him smiling.
He stares at himself in the mirror. He’s not sure why.
This follows directly from this post.
Bo doesn’t come to bed until late, and ze comes wet-haired and reeking of chlorine. Kath doesn’t stir as her partner slides under the covers, afraid that if she makes it clear she’s awake then Bo will turn around and leave. She doesn’t think she could bear that.
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Next on the list of “Things Teddy Was Not Emotionally Prepared For Today”
things the schedule of Boston events didn’t tell me = things I wandered into = things I am not emotionally prepared for = Youth Pride
request company for lunch tomorrow on facebook
receive six offers
all of them are at least five hundred miles away
you fuckers
solution: Take self to lunch and write in the park.
love stories about monsters are THE BEST because the idea of conceptualizing love in a way that is not human and fundamentally cannot be human and is AN ENTIRELY SEPARATE LEVEL FROM THE HUMAN is so great.
made better when one half of the relationship is human and suddenly we’re dealing with a) a human learning to love like a monster or b) a monster learning to translate their love into human terms and that’s
the best thing
to me.
which often goes hand in hand with MONSTER TRYING TO HUMANIZE THEMSELVES but that’s.. not necessary, don’t worry monster, you don’t need to do that. your capacity for love does not need to be whittled and softened into a human shape. it’s okay. your heart can be brutal and all consuming. you will learn to cope and you will learn to funnel it, pieces at a time, into something conceivable and measurable to the human mind.
and i don’t strictly mean monster monsters because there’s room here for divinity (alpha and omega, first and last, holy terror OF THE HEART. apocalypses OF FEELING.) or ghosts, or non-human, non-monster outliers (superheroes, androids, idek), or even human beings who are self-made monsters and whose expression and understanding of love is two steps removed and two shades off.
but, you know what i mean.
love stories about monsters.
BLUE.
(via bendingsignpost)
request company for lunch tomorrow on facebook
receive six offers
all of them are at least five hundred miles away
you fuckers
“I got you a lemon bar.”
Jim makes a derogatory sound and then drawls, “Not religion, Sebby. Nice and secular.” A brief pause, then he rolls his eyes and drums his fingers lightly against the teacup, skin nearly as pale as the good china. Siobhan slides off the couch in the same moment that Jim says, “Mother’s Day. And aren’t I a terribly good mother?”
Just a reblog for the not-up-at-midnight crowd, and a proper link.
okAY we neED TO TALK ABOUT THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN NON-CONSENSUAL POWER IMBALANCES AND D/S RELATIONSHIP DYNAMICS
PS if you are writing a fic they can both exist at once and still be different things and maybe you shouldn’t treat them like the same thing :))))
(that face isn’t smiling it’s just a head drawn really far back onto my shoulders so my chin doubles up a whole bunch because that’s the face I make when people [mormor fandom] use power imbalance and kink interchangably like they are the same thing instead of treating them as something that can overlap and interact in ways that can be super awful and problematic)
If you don’t read Blue’s tags you miss out on 90% of his glorious rage.
Kel and Tobe (I’ve drawn this scene before, but wanted to experiment with coloring style a bit :) )
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