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In his thoughts

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i am NOT giving y'all "sherlock literally restarted his heart and came back to life at the mention of john watson's name, and more specifically, at the thought of john watson being in danger and his wife being a threat" because (1) it's far too long to fit in one of these boxes and (2) do you take me for an idiot? i know none of you will vote for anything else against that.

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sorry but this is so fucking funny. massachusetts can have some rights. as a treat

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Wonder how long before the Israeli media tries to claim that these folks were affiliated with Hamas.

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If you love the women of The Sandman, especially Lucienne, Calliope, Rose and Nuala please let's be friends/moots.

And if you write fanfics about them (x reader) or make some kind of art, please don't be shy. Everyone is welcome. 🥹💖

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Spotted at a bookstore in nyc.

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May prompt, 26 & 27:

manipulation, jealousy

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I always knew Sherlock was jealous about me, though he probably thought he didn’t show it. Well, he did. Always disrupting my dates. Going all curt and withdrawn when I brought anyone round to Baker Street. Pretending to forget their names—this, from the man with the iron memory!

What I could never work out, was how or why he was jealous. Girlfriends: not his area. Boyfriends: “I’m married to my work.” For a massive egotist he wasn’t actually a selfish man; he liked to see people happy, and especially me. But not in this one area.

So I confess, I started a series of experiments. Serial dating that both parties knew wasn’t going anywhere, even when sex was involved. Women that looked superficially like him.

Manipulative? I suppose it was, but I just wanted to jostle something loose in Sherlock. We were a couple, the dominatrix even said it in his hearing; but in what way? I wanted him to make something, anything, explicit, so if nothing else, I could move on. From pointless hopes, not from him. Never from him.

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It isn’t easy being not-a-housekeeper to two pillocking prats. Two interlocking puzzle pieces that stubbornly turn themselves back-to-front, inside-out and upside-down to keep from actually matching up the way they were so obviously made to fit. Well, I’m not having it.

I’ve tried discretion. I tried throwaway hints—from day one, in fact, when I saw that John was going to be the reticent, sitting-down type of puzzle piece. But they got themselves stuck in a holding pattern, drat them, making each other unhappy. When they were so obviously made to be happy, together.

And then the pretend suicide, and the two years plus of separation, and the case seems truly hopeless. John’s taken up again his futile series of interchangeable dates and Sherlock his futile pining and melancholy violin on John’s date nights until I want to scream. But something’s different.

John’s heart isn’t in it. It never was, really, even Before. But now? I called him on it. Lured him downstairs with tea and scones and then laid into him like an angry hornet.

“You don’t even remember their names, John! What are you doing? And this newest one, this Eleanor, she’s actually falling for your absent-minded charm act, and she deserves better. Sherlock deserves better. Do better, or next time it won’t be just a scolding you get from me, young man.”

He had the grace to look ashamed, and to mumble something contrite on his way upstairs. I’d better hear some more cheerful music coming from up there, or I’ll turf them both out as hopeless cases. (As if I ever would.)

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I always knew John was intensely jealous about me, though he probably thought he was concealing it well. He wasn’t, of course. Irene Adler was just about the most risible object of jealousy he could light on, so of course he did. I’d have understood it if John “not-gay” Watson had been jealous that her attentions weren’t directed at him. But no, he was jealous—remains so to this day—that she seems to have an obstinate obsession with me.

And his cavalcade of nubile women of all ages and types didn’t distract him from his possessiveness at all. Just when it seemed that my life was unspooling ahead of me as an unvarying line of rivals I could never—built as we are—compete with, John stopped. Just stopped. Didn’t say why, didn’t mention dating at all, left off the dreary complaints of a sexless existence, and just—settled into our life together as though it were enough.

So I took my courage in both hands and spoke. The only word I could find was my favourite one, but it was as good as any to start off with.

“John?”

“Yeah, what is it? You need something?”

“You. I need you.”

It turns out that for once in my benighted life, I’d found exactly the right thing to say.

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Fwiw, this ficlet should actually precede the series that started with "20–21 May Do-over and Fire," but all will or will not be made clear when I eventually post these on AO3 ;)

Thanks for reblogging!

@calaisreno, thank you for the May prompt series. 🤍 Writers, I'd love to be tagged on ALL your May prompt fics 🙏

@calaisreno @keirgreeneyes @peanitbear @lisbeth-kk @jolieblack

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Want to read a short story about a nonbinary autistic ship captain and a mysterious magical passenger?

In THE QUEEN OF CUPS by Ren Basel (that's me!), a mysterious woman known only as The Oracle resides on the seashore, blessing ships and telling fortunes for those who can pay her price. For new-made ship captain Theo Marinos, the price is higher than it first seems.

If Theo has any hope of surviving their ship’s first voyage, they must trust not just in The Oracle, but in themself–for the journey is long, and the ocean’s tests are many.

Ebook

Paperback

Goodreads

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Don't you think you owe it to readers to give them what they want?

No? What an odd take. Read my fic or don't.

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The type of gun matters. Ban assault rifles

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Prompt for Tuesday, May 28: Empty

May Prompts 2024

"Is your cup half-empty or half-full, John?" 😢

Previous Prompts:

May 1: Open

May 2: Box

May 3: Familiar

May 4: Fall

May 5: Awkward

May 6: Cold

May 7: Calm

May 8: Hobby

May 9: Intimidate

May 10: Choice

May 11: Secret

May 12: Family

May 13: Laugh

May 14: Eavesdrop

May 15: Nightmare

May 16: Experiment

May 17: Chaos

May 18: Blanket

May 19: Weather

May 20: Do-over

May 21: Fire

May 22: Night

May 23: Apology

May 24: Imperfect

May 25: Intuition

May 26: Manipulate

May 27: Jealousy

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Smart guy

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I was digging through my drafts and found this formerly unreleased picture of Q back when he was still full gremlin mode. Just a complete and utter 'oh shit I shouldn't have fed him after midnight' beast.

He was 1.9 pounds in this picture and being syringe fed, but really wasn't eating much. Most of it just got on the rest of him at the time. Which really didn't add to the whole thing about him. I forget how he got up to the little ledge there. I think he had been trying to dig out the wand toys that are kept in there.

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It's unfortunate how often the solution to a problem is just talking to people. You'd think it could be something easier like making a comprehensive chart or list, or reading everything you can find on the subject, but no, so often you can do all that and you still have to talk to people.

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“how did you get into writing” girl nobody gets into writing. writing shows up one day at your door and gets into you

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POLL ABOUT PATREON BENEFIT CHANGES

So, currently my Patreon has three tiers. Lowest tier is 1 euro per month, and that's just for general support. The mid tier is 5 euros, and it includes a free prompt each month. The highest tier is 10 euros, and in addition to the prompt it also gets you a postcard (blank) each month (I send them in batches of three).

Truth is - the prompts are getting to be too much for me. I only have a few patrons, but the pressure of having to gather the spoons to draw on command every month is a bit overwhelming. Also, the price is very low for what is essentially close to a commission each month. I thought it was fair when I was more able to produce art, but unfortunately things have changed at least for now.

To get to the point: I am thinking about changing the benefits as follows:

Lowest tier: no change.

Mid tier: instead of the prompt, an entry in a lottery where one person each month wins either a new original art or an older art from the BBC Sherlock or Good Omens fandoms. Same 5 e price as before.

Highest tier: The prompt and postcard as usual, but in addition an entry to the lottery as well. The price would be increased to possibly 12 euros.

I'm letting the poll run for a week but I might make the change over the weekend already. Please reblog so others can see!

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a silly idea: since dream isn't really all that human, sometimes he forgets to manifest himself a wedding band when he visits hob in the waking world. it doesn't actually matter since their souls are cosmically intertwined or whatever dream tells hob, but sometimes hob makes fun of him for forgetting, jokingly accusing him of having an affair, which dream instantly becomes overly dramatic and defensive about because he's dream, etc. it's just a joke for them until it gets turned onto hob one day while they're out in public, at a museum or something, and somebody's grandmother accuses hob of cheating on his wife, hence why he's out on a date with a single man and only he has a ring on. dream uses his shred of sense of humor to tease dream about it until the end of time, of course

AHHHH I do love this.

Imagine Dream turning to Hob, eyes twinkling - "she's right, Robert, you promised to tell your wife about me and you still haven't done it! you don't intend to divorce her at all, do you?!" Leaving Hob half laughing, half protesting as he's smacked with the grandmother's handbag and glared at by every visitor in the museum. Dream is extremely amused.

From then on "when are you going to tell your wife about me" totally becomes their favourite inside joke, with both of them using it on each other at inopportune moments. It's certainly an incentive for Dream to remember his wedding ring, that's for sure! Which is nice, because Hob really does like to have solid proof that Dream is his husband - sometimes he thinks he might have dreamt the whole thing! (Technically he did, their wedding was in the dreaming, but regardless: that little gold band is real proof that it happened, and Hob gets to love and tease Dream forever <3)