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Lessons in how NOT to do social distancing, by Kirk and Spock

Do not put hand near first officer’s crotch

Do not slowly, softly run your hand down the curve of his back

Do not trail your hands lingeringly down his arms

Do not cling to him in a confined space close enough to kiss

Do not for goodness sake mash your hips together and rub your body all over his…unless he really is going to literally die of horny if you don’t

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A bit of silliness I was very sad so I decided it's a good idea to combine two things that I really love.

(also recently my friend and I were thinking about who Ilya and Napoleon would have been in Star Trek, and this thought haunted me ever since)

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they had to end the episode right there bc they were about to start having gay sex on screen

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[Reto Omegacember]

Actualización de historias ya escritas :D

1 Voz, Johnlock.

2 Aroma, Newcob.

3 Instinto, Mystrade.

4 Cuello, Rickorty.

5 Autocontrol, Victorianlock.

6 Ofrenda, Thilbo.

7 Ronroneo Alfa, Innefable Husbands.

8 Celos, Mystrade.

9 Mordida, Jemily.

10 Parche, Watolock.

11 Construcción, Gentleman Jack.

12 Supresor, Beth/Jerry.

13 Gargantilla, Vitorian Fem!Lock.

14 Bozal, Gentlebeard.

15 Collar de protección, Newcob.

16 Gruñido, Innefable Husbands.

17 Celo Alfa, Mystrade Victoriano.

18 Ronroneo Omega, Gentlebeard.

19 Colmillos, Victorianlock.

20 Dominación asertiva, Rickorty.

21 Celo Omega, Mystrade Victoriano.

¡Y con eso quedan solamente 10 historias para terminar el reto! Aunque estoy un poco avergonzada por tardar ya más de un año, también estoy bastante satisfecha de que todas estas historias tengan más de 1.5k de palabras, (siendo "Celo Omega", la de mayor extensión, con 6.4k u¬u).

Por supuesto, te recuerdo, amor mío, que puedes pedir la ship que más prefieras para los días que faltan, (excepto el 25, que ya está apartado). También, creo que una vez llegue al día 30, voy a empezar a repetir días, por ejemplo, quiero hacer "Supresor" para Johnlock y "Gargantilla" para Gentlebeard, pero no me adelantaré demasiado en esos planes ^^U, quizá me obligue a esperar hasta que este terminado definitivamente. Tú solo dime y lo apartaré para ti :D

Así que, eso es...

¡Mil millones de gracias por leerme y por seguir animándome con esto! Juro que sin tu apoyo no habría llegado a este punto <3

¡Te amo muchooo! <3 <3 <3

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Holmes and Watson discuss the case while getting dressed in their posh outfits with fancy-shaped trousers

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a tribute to the one and only david keith mccallum [19.09.1933-25.09.2023 ∞]

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crying in my room rn actually .

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illya is so dramatic oh my god i love him

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El poder del amor.jpg

Watson: I am so depressed I have become nocturnal.

Holmes: hey new bestie, do you want to investigate a murder with me?

Watson: My mental and physical health conditions have both been cured by the power of male bonding.

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Escritoras/escritores de fanfics, los TQM, son mi parte favorita de cualquier fandom en el qué he estado.

(⁠*⁠＾⁠3⁠＾⁠)⁠/⁠～💜

I don't think fic writers know how much they matter

Do you know how many times you distracted me when I was hurt or lonely? Do you know how many times a line or a scene from fanfic marked me so much that I remembered years later, even though I can’t recall my own phone number? 

Even if the fic isn’t perfect or popular or multi-chaptered… Sometimes there’s just one sentence that changed me.

You, miles and miles away, changed me.

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Can you imagine what being Professor Moriarty's student was like? You have a very dedicated Mathematics professor, who also has a degree in Astronomy, and he tries his best to make everyone understand what he says despite the limitations of having a bunch of different students with a bunch of different learning styles, and he's just so nice; a bit overly strict with schedules, but he never humiliates you for forgetting an assignment. He probably donates his money to associations that seek to help immigrants or something. His eyes lighten up whenever you show interest in one of his areas of expertise outside of lecture hours, and he infodumps about how the Sun will die one day to you. He takes jokes well despite the resting bitch face he carries around.

And then one day you hear he was killed by Sherlock fucking Holmes and that he was a mobster.

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       “I am lost without my Boswell.”                        ― Sir Arthur Conan Doyle,  A Scandal in Bohemia

An appreciation gifset for the Holmes & Watson relationship in ‘Young Sherlock Holmes’, requested by Anonymous

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¡ 5000 «Me gusta»!

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literally me

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Just seen your post about what Holmes saw in Watson, but what did Watson see in Holmes?

I mean, Watson himself has more than a bit to say on the subject. But I would say:

Watson was depressed and anxious and lonely. Holmes is enthusiastic, he’s eager, he’s brilliant, he’s unselfconscious; he talks to Watson the way you talk to a friend from the moment he sees him. He’s a mess. He forgets to eat. He needs picking up after. He makes Watson feel better about his own messy existence.

He’s passionate and principled and anarchic and endlessly unexpected. He is mysteries within mysteries. He’s BEAUTIFUL.

He notices Watson; respects Watson. He wants him around. He teases him and praises him. He pays attention to him, plays for him when he’s weary, takes him out, tucks him up, walks with him, begs for his company in everything.

He looks after Watson, grounds him. He talks about him constantly as “my boy, my dear doctor, my Watson,” and someone who calls you “mine” is a revelation to someone as alone in the world as John Watson.

He is chaotic. He undermines the prevailing opinion of society by not giving a damn about it. He pursues what fascinates him, fights for what matters to him, and thumbs his nose at anyone who expects his respect for their position alone. He looks at everything upside down and sideways. He makes the world seem less bound to be the way it is. He gives Watson a new life that’s less about solid career choices and more about magic, at a time when the world had started to seem terribly, crushingly unmagical.

He trusts Watson. He believes in Watson in all the ways he needs most to be believed in: that he is a good man, a decent man, a brave and a capable one, a good doctor and a friend. He believes in other things, things that Watson might have lost sight of somewhere in Afghanistan–justice, kindness, mercy, an underlying love evident in the loveliness of the world. People looking out for people just because they can.

He’s tenderhearted; he blushes and tears up when he’s praised, asks forgiveness when he fails, starts to shake when Watson’s wounded. He gets depressed, and lonely, and admits it; he tells Watson when he needs him.

He makes beautiful things; music and truth. And he loves, could love, no one else in the world as he loves John Watson.