Author: sadieandmo

watsonshoneybee:

good morning have you considered today: 

  • john waking sherlock up with little kisses to his forehead and sing-songing sheerrlooock. oh shEEEERRRlock
  • sherlock swiping at him with a grumble because go ‘way m’sleep
  • john grinning unbearably wide because god he’s cute when he’s sleepy. it’s time to get up, sleepyhead
  • sherlock torn between tilting his face up into more of john’s kisses and hiding beneath the blanket, resulting in hiding most of his face beneath the blanket except for the place he likes john to kiss on his temple. 
  • john kisses the proffered temple obligingly. sherlock. darling sweetheart goosey love. we have to get up and get moving so we can be on time for our appointment today. 
  • one eye appears above the line of the sheet. appointment? 
  • a kiss to the temple, to the eyebrow, to the eyelid of the watchful eye. big day today. but you have to get up to find out what it is. 
  • two eyes, and a line above the bridge of his nose. a secret? but you’re terrible at secrets. 
  • john laughs. the line above the bridge of sherlock’s nose gets a kiss too. but mycroft is very good at secrets, so mycroft did the arranging for me. i just found out this morning too, but we’ve an appointment to meet someone very special i think. 
  • sherlock’s mouth rises above the sheet to grimace and sour at him. you asked mycroft for a favour? john. you know better. 
  • this was worth it, john says, and he kisses a smile into the curve of sherlock’s lips. i’m sure you’ll agree with me when you meet her.
  • her? sherlock can’t help himself; he kisses back, kisses back, kisses back.
  • her, john confirms, and his smile grows and grows and grows. and her is a beautiful little black and white english setter, and she’s yours, if you want her. if we make this appointment on time, that is. 
  • a pause, and a very, very, very quiet, mine? 
  • a kiss. a kiss. yours. 
  • and then, a flurry of blankets, and john is alone in the bed: john! what are you waiting for? we’ll be late! and a laugh, bright as sunshine, and, john thinks, twice as brilliant.

thehumon:

The lindorm is a creature from Nordic folklore, which has the stupidest name possible. Lind means snake and orm means snake, so it’s called snakesnake. Guess what it looks like.

They tended to curl around everything from treasures, towers or towns guarding whatever they considered valuable inside. If they were just a regular monster a knight or heroic man was needed to defeat it.

BUT sometimes it was a prince who had been cursed, and then a young woman willing to marry it was needed. On their wedding night when the lindorm asked her to remove her dress she’d ask it to shed it’s skin, and when the soft new skin was exposed she’d have to give it a good hard whipping, and when it was sobbing on the floor she’d bathe and cuddle it. This would lift the curse from the lindorm and it would turn into a beautiful prince.

So there you have it, a BDSM snakesnake.

Sadie:

“…Sherlock.”
“What?”
“Don’t ‘what’ me; you know what.”
“I’m certain I don’t.”
“The SKULL, Sherlock. Why is the SKULL in your hat? With one of your dummy’s?”
“Oh, that.”
“Yes, ‘that’.”
“He was feeling left out.”
“…”
“…”
“That’s….oddly adorable.”

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Their stories: Amazing grammar, soaring vocabulary, beautiful imagery and prose which flows like a river.

In chats: no capitalisation or punctuation, swears like a sailor, misspellings everywhere, acronyms and abbreviations every five words, idek

#listen #listen do u know how much braining it takes to make the words go? #it is a lot #it’s like wearing fancy clothes all day #and then when you’re at home and comfy #u just put on ur pj’s ( @feynites)

I have never related to a statement more than “do you know how much braining it takes to make words go?”