#Watson rolled a 1 on seduction

[contact-guy]

I’m sorry but it’s SO FUNNY in the Illustrious Client when Holmes and Watson go to the Turkish Baths and find “an isolated corner where two couches lie side by side” and lie there all comfy and cute in their robes and Watson flirtily asks Holmes “whether anything was stirring” and Holmes is like “yes actually, I have a case. I brought the letter to the bath with me” like BUDDY THAT WAS NOT WHAT HE WAS REFERRING TO

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Hello! I wanted to ask, could you reccommend any fics with really innocent bottom Sherlock being nervous before his first time with John? And John of course being understanding and gentle with him. Thank you!

Hi Nonny!!

Check out my bottomlock recs, they’re 80% this request :) AND I’m using this opportunity to update that list, it’s been a couple years, LOL <3 Here’s some newer fics I’ve read!

BOTTOMLOCK Pt. 2

See Also: 

Bottomlock Pt. 1 (April 2019)

Toplock (Mar 2020)

Erotic Beyond Belief by bloodsoakedleather (E, 748 w., 1 Ch. || Autofellatio, Masturbation, PWP, Anal Fingering, Shameless Smut, Establish Relationship) – John watches as Sherlock demonstrates a particular talent. Part 1 of Johnlock Porny Ficlets

My First, My Only, and My Forever by vintagelilacs (E, 6,220 w., 1 Ch. || Post-ASiB, Virgin Sherlock, Pining Sherlock, Sherlock’s Bum, John’s Scar, Sherlock POV, Body Worship, Fingering, Bottomlock, Promise of Forever / Proposals, Misunderstanding, First Kiss/Time, Loss of Virginity, Virginity Kink, Seduction) – Sherlock narrowed his eyes. He was missing a vital piece of data, he was sure. John had been looking at him oddly ever since they left Buckingham Palace, and the ensuing incident with Irene Adler had only exacerbated his erratic behaviour. What was it? Why would he care that Sherlock was a virgin? There was nothing reminiscent of mockery or pity in his gaze. And then it hit him. John Watson was aroused.

An Interpretation of Viewing Habits by akitsuko (E, 6,653 w., 1 Ch. || Porn Watching, Masturbation, Anal, Friends to Lovers, First Kiss / Time, Declarations of Love, Jealous Sherlock, Fantasizing, John in Denial / Internalized Homophobia, Bottomlock, Pining Idiots, Sherlock Has No Boundaries, Cockblocking Sherlock) – John watches porn. It's a perfectly normal thing to do.If every video he watches happens to feature actors with remarkable physical similarities to his flatmate, well, that's no one's business but his own. Or: John is in denial, until his infatuation with Sherlock is impossible to deny anymore.

To be loved by Strange_johnlock (E, 12,436 w., 8 Ch. || Post S3, Established Relationship, First Person POV Sherlock, Pet Names, Soft Sherlock, Mild ADHD, Protective John, Captain Watson, Body Appreciation, Bottomlock, Rough Sex, Travelling for Holidays, Introspection, Sherlock Loves John So Much It Hurts) – John is so deeply integrated into the work, both as my conductor of light, and as a great shot with a vicious right hook who tackles men -and women- no matter their size all in my defense. He protects me with all he can without question, and this loyalty is surely more than I deserve. Or: Sherlock is counting his blessings.

Kintsugi by distantstarlight (E, 14,772 w., 1 Ch. || Post S4, Emotional Hurt / Comfort, Regret / Remorse, Loneliness, Separation, Drug Use, Healing, Protective John, Sad Sherlock, Dev. Rel., Complicated Relationships, Love, Angst With Happy Ending, Sherlock is Called Freak, John’s Penance, Voyeurism, Doctor/Caretaker John, Guilty John, Detox, Fingering, Love Confessions, Cuddling, Slight Non-Con Turns Enthusiastic Consent, Virgin Sherlock) – Sherlock Holmes becomes estranged from the man he had once considered his best friend after John lets him down horribly in public. It seems that the world's only consulting detective will be on his own once again...or will he?

The shape of the world around us by Salambo06 (E, 15,058 w., 5 Ch. || Lumberjack John / Botanist Sherlock, Different First Meeting, John Has a Beard, Light Case Fic, Flirting, First Kiss / Time, Masturbation, Love at First Sight, Horny Sherlock, John’s Bum, Bottomlock, Tenderness, Virgin Sherlock, Pining Sherlock, Shy Sherlock, Sexual Fantasies) – Looking through the bush, Sherlock felt his heartbeat quicken as a man passed in front of him. Sherlock frowned, trying to get a closer look despite the bush. The man was wearing a red plaid shirt rolled up to his elbows, and Sherlock couldn't take his eyes off the man’s arms. Muscular, slightly tanned with golden hairs along his forearms. For some unknown reason, Sherlock found himself imagining them around his waist, holding him tightly. Closing his eyes for the briefest second, Sherlock shook his head. Opening his eyes and looking back to where the man stood only a moment prior, he found himself alone. Great, now his only chance to find his way back to town was gone. “Why are you wearing a suit?”

The Invocation of Saint Margaret by Ewebie (E, 15,831 w., 1 Ch. || POV John,  Crossing Timelines, Light Angst, Fluff, Series 3 John / Series 1 Sherlock, The Matchbox, Mushy Romance, First Time, Bisexual John, Pining John, Bottomlock, Love Confessions, Sensuality, Emotional Love Making, Snippets of Time) – When Sherlock Holmes opens the matchbox from The Sign of Three and John finds himself years in the past, back to that first dinner at Angelo's with a much younger Sherlock Holmes. Is he dreaming?

A Silver Sixpence by _doodle (NC-17, 16,400 w., 2 Ch. || LJ Fic || For a Case / Case Fic, Fake Relationship, Humour, Romance, Marriage Proposal, Awkward Idiots, Cuddling, Touching, Kissing, Love Confessions, Bed Sharing, Friends to Lovers, Fake Until It’s Not, Schmoop and Fluff, Bottomlock) – “John, we need to get married. It’s for a case, not any romantic notions on my part pertaining to our partnership,” Sherlock said, with brutal honesty, and without even looking up.

Traitor's Gate by roane (E, 17,714 w., 6 Ch. || Post-TRF, Case Fic, Mystery, Bets and Wagers, Undercover for a Case, BAMF John, Scientist Sherlock, Teasing, Established Relationship, Military Base, Sexting/Texting, Military/Uniform Kink, Frottage, Dirty Sex, Anal, Bottomlock) – John and Sherlock go undercover at a top secret government lab to find out who is selling research. John is back in uniform and Sherlock is back in a laboratory, but they have to pose as strangers. Sherlock thinks he'll have an easy time of it, but John has his doubts. It's up to them to find out who is responsible for putting a dangerous weapon in the wrong hands, and try to keep their hands off each other at the same time.

Out of the Woods by SilentAuror (E, 20,471 w., 1 Ch. || Post S4, Romance, Slow Burn, Flirting, Drunk Sex, Practical Jokes, POV Sherlock, Bottomlock, Possessive John, Pining Sherlock, Frustrated Wanking, Frottage, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, First Kiss/Time, Virgin Sherlock, Love Confessions, Soft Sherlock, Dancing, Bum Appreciation, Hanging out with the Yard) – Sherlock is fairly certain that John has taken to flirting with him of late, but can't be entirely certain of it. At least, not until a case takes them into a forest, along with Lestrade's team and something happens that will change everything about their lives...

Insanity in the Middle by DotyTakeThisDown (E, 28,010 w., 8 Ch. || Equestrian Sports AU || Alternate First Meeting, POV John, Pining John, Bottomlock, Clueless Sherlock, First Kiss/Time, Passionate Kisses, Hand Holding, Caught Making Out, Bed Sharing, Spooning, Blow Job) – John is a world-class eventing rider with a gold medal and several four-star wins to his credit, but he's never won at Rolex. Sherlock is an up-and-coming rider taking the sport by storm.

The Case of the Vanishing Pants by SwissMiss (E, 44,025 w., 6 Ch. || Five and Ones, Post-TRF, Case Fic, UST, Homophobia, Friends to Lovers, Pining John, Showering Together, Couple for a Case, Sherlock’s Bum, Fantasies, Jealous Sherlock) – Five times John and Sherlock lost their pants in the course of a case.

Anchor Point by trickybonmot (E, 49,856 w., 80 Ch. || Truman Show AU || Psychological Drama, Suspense, Slow Burn, Dark Characters / Fic, Alternating First/Third Person, Protective John, Anxious/Worried Sherlock, Tender Moments, Love Confessions, Hand/Blow Jobs, Cuddling, Jealous John, First Kiss/Time) – The world tunes in nightly for Sherlock, the ultimate in reality TV: Sherlock Holmes, a real person with a legendary name, unknowingly lives out his life in a staged setting contrived by his brother. Things get complicated when a retired army doctor joins the show to play the part of Sherlock's closest friend. This fic borrows its concept from the 1998 film, the Truman Show. However, you don't need to have any knowledge of the movie to enjoy this story.

The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse by SilentAuror (E, 50,635 w., 1 Ch. || Post-S4/S4 Divergence, Case Fic, For a Case / Reverse Fake-Relationship, Conferences, Marriage Equality, Travelling / New York, Pride, Homophobia, Bottomlock, Marriage Proposal, John POV, Sexuality, Love Confessions, Emotional Love Making, Public Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, Passionate Kissing, Needy/Clingy Sherlock, Virgin Sherlock, Touching / Hand Holding, Bed Sharing, Little Spoon Sherlock, Intense Orgasms) – John and Sherlock go to New York to attend a conference run by the National Defence of Traditional Marriage Coalition in order to investigate the potential bombing of the annual Manhattan Pride parade. As the conference unfolds, John finds himself repulsed by the toxic ideology being presented, which becomes relevent to his own unacknowledged issues and his friendship with Sherlock...

Perdition's Flames by i_ship_an_armada (E, 63,435 w., 21 Ch. || Treklock AU, Est. Rel, Genetic Engineering, Angst & Fluff, BAMF!John) – Sherlock would do anything to save him. Risk anything. Give anything. His money, his life. His soul. What he does, though, is change both of their destinies forever. Genetic re-engineering is the only option left. It turns out researchers underestimated the life expectancy and potential abilities of genetically re-engineered subjects. The British government and what would eventually become the United Federation of Planets, however, had not. Part 1 of PF Universe

Not Broken, Just Bent by Schmiezi (E, 87,585 w., 43 Ch. || Pining, Love Confessions, Rape/Sexual Assault, Torture, Hurt/Comfort, Heavy Angst, Villain!Mary, Suicidal Ideations, Main Character Death, Sherlock First Person POV, Parentlock, Sherlock’s Mind Palace, Grief/Mourning, Emotional Love Making, Possessiveness, Depression, PTSD, Kidnapping, Virgin Sherlock, Eventual Happy Ending) – "For a second, I allow myself to remember teaching John how to waltz. There is a special room in my mind palace for it. A big one, with a proper parquet dance floor. For a second, I go there. I remember holding him, closer than the World Dance Council asks for, excusing it with the fact that we are training for a wedding, not for a competition. For a second, I feel his hand on mine again, smell his sweat, hear the song we used. For a second, I allow myself to love him deeply. For a second, only a second, that love reflects on my face." Fix-it for S3, starting at the end of TSoT. Evil Mary.

[emeraldurafreak]

Originally created 8/28/19

Picture Headcannons

1-2 Johnlock. 3 Mystrade.

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1. John is handsy and possessive as much as Sherlock is flirty and seductive which is a lot. John always has his hands on Sherlock somewhere whether that be his back, his arm, his shoulder or the occasional arse, everyone notices. Mrs Hudson snickers, Lestrade rolls his eyes while the yard gags and Mycroft tries so hard to pretend not to notice. It’s getting out of hand and has slowly formed into a competition of who can embarrass the other further. Sherlock intends to win but John intends to dominate.

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2. John Watson’s tongue a fascinating thing, it appears very often and Sherlock is intrigued. He watches and counts how many times a day he licks his lips the most was twenty-four. Today he confronts John about it. John Watson’s tongue is a fascinating thing and Sherlock has just had it in his mouth.

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3. “You know, I never thought I’d be sleeping on Mycroft Holmes couch.” Greg said as he toed off his shoes and socks from where he lay on the couch.

“I never thought I’d be sleeping on Mycroft Holmes floor, yet here I am.” Mycroft replied, sitting in front of the couch on the floor. Greg chuckles heartily and Mycroft smiles to himself leaning back on the couch to look over at his face.

“You did say Sherlock is always stealing your stuff. It’s just unfortunately your bed this time.” Greg jokes and laughs harder, Mycroft chuckles bitterly.

“Unfortunately..” Mycroft says darkly already planning revenge and that just makes Greg laugh harder.

“When do you think the power will come back on?” Greg asks after his laughter has died down.

“Still a few hours, three I’d say. You can go to sleep if you’d like I can turn everything off after, you don’t have to stay up.” Mycroft offers tilting his head so it’s against Greg’s thigh

“Nah, I want to. Besides I have to keep you up then knock you out after.” Greg replies fondly placing his hand in Mycroft’s hair.

(Can’t seem to find artist :/)

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I imagine they are younger in this then the picture but whatever.

[inglourious-imagines]

Stubborn Lovers - part 1 (Bill "Hoosier" Smith)

Requested by: @meteora-fc

Summary: The prompt says it all.

Prompt: They're both stubborn and it's complicated.

Taglist: @alienoresimagines @floydtab @@eugenesmorphine @meteora-fc @real-fans @not-john-watsons-blog @band-of-brothers-cz @tealaquinn @ok-roemanov @mrseasycompany

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Your heart and my heart are very, very old friends.

Eugene Sledge came into the tent looking for his childhood friend Sidney Phillips only to find Leckie and Runner playing cards, Y/N smoking right next to them glancing from time to time at Hoosier who was set on the other side of the place with a blanket around his shoulders and a cigarette between his lips as he was literally staring at the female Marine.

"Hey," Eugene mumbled shyly, "is Sid around?" 

"Can you see him?" Leckie snapped not even looking at the red-head and threw away his cards, "it's not fair! You're just cheating, I ain't making any bets anymore."

Y/N just laughed at the annoyed soldier and turned to Sledge, "He's left like 20 minutes ago. If you want, you can wait here for him." 

Eugene wasn't able to process that a woman is talking to him right now. With all the men around him, it seemed so surreal to see Y/N in the middle of it all. Her hair was greasy, dirty, a mess really, she had scratches all over her face but her eyes were shining with such a spirit and sparkle that Eugene had never seen something like that around here.

"Quit the staring, boy and move it." Hoosier suddenly growled and Sledge almost jumped at his mean voice. 

"Don't mind them. They're just assholes, nothing new." Y/N smiled and patted at a spot between her and Leckie for him to sit down. 

"Sergeant Y/L/N!" Hugh Corrigan walked into the tent out of the blue, "there's something we need to discuss. Follow me." He gestured towards her and she immediately stood up.

"And what would you like to discuss, sir?" Hoosier interrupted them with a suspicious look written across his face.

"That's none of your business, Private." Corrigan frowned at Bill's bold behaviour and walked out of the tent with Y/N right behind him smirking at Hoosier cheekily. Bill just rolled his eyes at her but a little grin lighted his face and a seductive wink was sent her way.

"Are they dating?" Eugene leaned towards Runner and Leckie with an obvious curiosity in his voice.

Leckie laughed ironically shaking his head, "Oh man, they're both stubborn and it's complicated."

"What does that mean?"

"That they have feelings for each other but are too proud to admit it, you moron!" Runner exclaimed throwing his hands in the air.

The mutual affection was so obvious even a blind man could see it. The way they both looked at each other was enough. Y/N was scared to give away her emotions towards the sarcastic Marine and Hoosier had his pride plus he was very well aware of the bet the boys made and the never-ending teasing that would come if they got together.

"And do you think I have a chance with her?" Eugene asked with so much hope and innocence in his voice, it was impossible to be angry with this young lad. 

"Dude, you didn't get it," Leckie replied, "you touch her, try anything on her and I can guarantee you Hoosier will chop your fucking head off." 

"But you told me they aren't dating!"

"Like I said - they're both stubborn and it's complicated. Just don't do anything stupid."

Eugene shook head at the whole situation absolutely confused with it all.

"When you assholes are gossiping already, can you at least keep it quiet so I don't have to listen to that shit?" Hoosier frowned blowing the cigarette smoke out. 

"Eugene was just telling how much he liked Y/N." Runner chuckled with a devilish smirk set on his face and highfived Leckie.

The speed that took Bill to get to them was incredibly fast. The atmosphere visibly tensed. 

"You did what?" Hoosier glared at the red-head with narrowed eyes.

"N-nothing."

"Let me get this straight, newbie. If you ever lay your eyes on her again, I'll sacrifice you to the Japs. Clear?"

"C-clear."

Hoosier quickly got back to his bed not looking at Eugene again.

"Told you, dude. Stubborn and complicated. Remember that."

Part 2

[mskinkyafro]

Meet the Watsons (Aubrey x MC) - Part 1

Summary: After Viola & Aubrey take their relationship to the next level their moment is interrupted by unforeseen forces.

A/N: This will be a mini fic series. It takes place after the diamond scene with Aubrey in the finale and where it will end, I have know idea yet lol. The timeline is something I have yet to truly figure out in this book, but since characters kept referring how great MC was this year, I’m assuming it’s been about possibly 6-9 months max. I don’t see a full year this all happen. With that in mind, Aubrey and Viola’s relationship has been an ongoing one for a long time and I don’t know why but not exclusive just yet. (That’s where I come in with the power of fanfic on my side.) 

The focus of the series is Viola and Aubrey’s  growing relationship and her meeting his lovable yet crazy family. After Aubrey mentioned the Watson Odyssey and the fact this book is a standalone, I thought more and more of Viola meeting his family.  And to the Watson luck, how far from normal it would be lol (In my headcannon, the Watsons are just a hilarious hot mess)  After this fic is up, I will make a seperate post with the headcannons/backgrounds I’ve created for Aubrey and his family and my MC Viola.

Rating: Just to be safe this first part of the series is a 18+ NSFW fic. I wasn’t planning on writing a NSFW, however it just happened.  It’s minor smut. Mainly fondling/caressing but no actual sex. However, if your under 18 or uncomfortable with smut don’t read this fic or scroll past the beginning. If you decide to read, you’re agreeing your 18 and okay with the content.

Note: This series for the most part will be rated PG or PG-13 either due to language or innuendos, however the rating will be bolded and listed nsfw if any future parts contain explicit sexual content. So just be aware to check the rating on the parts of this fic series at all times. I will list the accurate rating according to each part. 

(Thoughts are italicized and in parentheses)

After a night full of passionate lovemaking all over Aubrey’s bachelor pad, the two settle themselves in his bed cuddling as the morning light shines through the bedroom. Viola lays her head on Aubrey’s chest with her eyes closed just listening to his heart beat in time with her own. She sighs in content as his fingers comb through her now frizzy, kinky blonde curls. It was quiet in the room except their gentle breathing and the sound of soft whispering, that only Viola could hear.

(“Just perfect...this moment is perfect.”)

She opens her eyes and is met with two bright blue eyes looking back at her.

“Hi.” she says softly.

“Hi.”

“What are you staring at?”

“Just the most beautiful woman in the world. And somehow she’s naked in my arms. I keep thinking I died and gone to heaven.” he whispers as he moves his hand from her hair to travel down to her waist.

Viola lifts her head up slowly and slides her body up so her face is inches from Aubrey’s and her breasts press down on his chest as her hands rest on the sides of his head.

“You’re working really hard for morning sex aren’t you?” she says smirking at him.

He lets his right arm that was secured around her waist under the covers to slink lower. His hand moves to grip Viola’s ass, making her grind against his growing erection. He grins up at her as she moans loud and her eyelids drift shut.

“Was it that obvious?”

“Maybe…” Viola opens her eyes and moves her her right hand from behind his head to drift down his body to between his legs to gently strokes his cock. She watches as his body stiffens and his eyes roll to the back of his head at his touch.

“...but two can play that game.” 

Viola leans down and presses a sensual long kiss on Aubrey’s lips as she continues to stroke him slowly. As she breaks away from his lips and lets her mouth trail down the nape of his neck, his thoughts ring out loud and clear.

(Oh god...we’ve barely started but I feel like I’m on fire. If this is how mornings are going to be like with her, I want to wake up next to her forever.)

Viola continues to trail down from his neck to his chest down his abs and almost past his waist when the distinct growling of stomachs fill  the room. Viola and Aubrey pause and lock eyes with each other before laughter filled the air. Aubrey is the first to speak through the fits of laughter.

“I suppose after last night we’ve both worked up an appetite.”

“That’s true, but what if I worked up an appetite for some else?” she tells him, her eyes full of desire.

(“God she just loves to tease me, doesn’t she?”)

Before he could respond, Viola’s stomach growls even louder than before.

“Okay, so maybe we should get some food then continue…”

Her hands gesture over the two of them.

“...this later.”

“Sounds like a plan.” He presses a chaste kiss to her forehead.

“Why don’t you take a shower and I’ll start on breakfast?”

“Is this another sneaky plan to see me all wet and soapy?” she says seductively as she crawls off him and out the bed toward his bathroom. 

“Viola...you’re killing me.”

She laughs and winks back at him before entering the bathroom and shutting the door. He can hear the turning of the shower head and water running as he lays in his bed, the sheets covering his bottom half , but barely concealing his erection. 

He couldn’t help the stupid grin that grew on his face. He loved how domestic they were, how right it felt. He was so distracted by his thoughts of Viola that he barely caught the sound of his cell phone chiming. He turns his head to the bedside table and unlocks his phone to see thirty text messages from his mother, ten miss calls. Half of which were from his father. Even a message from his sister Liz and his twin brothers, Forrest and Jasper. And lastly a notification from Snapchat from his niece. 

Confused by the barrel of messages from his family he quickly presses the voicemail. Listening in he hears his mother’s concern over what happened at the debate. Sighing loudly and rub his face in exasperation his phone rings loudly as the FaceTime icon pops up. He clicks and the image of an older woman with a round face, blonde wavy hair styled in a layered bob, and soft blue eyes that resembled Aubrey’s hidden behind black frames appears.

“Oh thank god! You’re alive! My baby is okay!!”

“Ma...of course I am. Why wouldn’t I? And why did you and everyone blow up my phone?”

“Oh Aubrey...you weren’t answering and I was worried!  I called your siblings to check on you and when you weren’t responding I had them come over immediately. What else was I supposed to do?! That vile man punched my baby and I have no idea if you were concussed or god forbid dead due to head trauma.”

Aubrey rolls his eyes at his mother’s overreactions and pulls the phone closer. 

“Don’t you roll your eyes at me! I’m still your mother!”

Aubrey flinches at her tone and sheepishly says.

“Sorry Ma, but you have nothing to-“

Aubrey’s was cut off by his bedroom door slamming open with two men attempting to roll on the ground and pop up into ninja stances and an older man standing in the middle swinging nunchucks moderately fast.

“Get ready to get your ass kicked, punks! Watson Style!

“What the hell?!” Aubrey exclaims. He drops his phone beside him as he pulls his bed sheets around himself tighter. And quickly grabs a pillow to cover his lap.

The two men scramble up from the ground as they speak simultaneously. 

“And backup from double trouble!”

“Aubrey! Honey what’s going on?! Should I call the police?!” his mother yells through the phone. 

The chaos of the last thirty seconds forces him to raise his voice.

“Enough!”

The three men that entered the room freezes as they look at Aubrey. His mother stays silent on the phone. He closes his eyes and punches the bridge of his nose.

“Okay…I’m going to start at the top and provide some answers hoping I’ll get some in return.” he quietly states.

The two men who were identical in every way, from the way they stand to the same expression on their face as their green eyes lit up in confusion, and how they ruffled their brown hair as they waited for Aubrey to speak. While the older man who looked like a more seasoned version of the other two with bit of belly slowly lowered his weapon. Aubrey nods and then picks up his phone and looks at his mother.

“Good. Ma I’m okay. Mr. Burdock may of decked me but I survived.”

He then looks away from the screen and fixes an annoyed gaze toward the men in the room.

“Pop, Jasper, Forest...I have two questions. How did you guys get into my apartment and Pop...why do you have a nunchuck?”

“ Well son, we have some questions before we answer yours, right boys.” his father says looking toward his older sons. 

“Right pop!” they both said at the same time.

“Ugh! You two are getting too old for the twins in sync gimmick. It’s just creepy.”

Jasper crosses his arms over his chest and leans against the dresser next to the wall as Forrest leans his arm to prop himself beside his twin.

“Oh yeah? Well you’re definitely too old to have me and Forrest come save you. We ain’t kids anymore, snobrey.” Jasper retorts.

Nodding along, Forrest speaks.

“Yep! Especially, Pop.”

“Hey, I’m not that old boys. I still got enough spring in my step.”

Frustrated by each second, Aubrey runs his hands aggressively through his hair.

“You guys didn’t answer any of my questions.”

“Aubrey, I sent your father and brother’s with your spare key to go check in on you since you weren’t answering your phone.”

He turns back his attention to his mother on his phone screen.

“Ma...that was for emergencies only! Everything is fine. I’m fine!”

“Oh really? Then why do I see bruises forming at your neck? Were you in another scuffle that wasn’t televised?” His mother asks accusingly.

“And son, why was your plates and kitchen sets tossed to the floor with broken glass?” his father adds.

Jasper leans away from the dresser and stands up straight and stares with Forrest joining in.

“Mind you, snobrey. Your shirt was found ripped and it’s pretty obvious that something…” 

He trails off as he takes a more detailed look at his baby brother. His bare chest is revealed and  flushed red, his hair skewed and the way he keeps one arm over his lap while he manages to hold his phone up. At that moment of Jasper not speaking the only sound being heard was the running of the shower.

“Is your shower on?” Forrest asks breaking the silence.

Watching Aubrey’s eyes flash with worry, it clicked for Jasper.

“Oh my god! Looks like little snobrey here wasn’t in any trouble at all. Actually he seems to have enjoyed the trouble he did get into last night.” Jasper said with a leer.

“Shut. Up.” he says through clenched teeth.

“What do you mean?” his parents asked at the same time.

Forrest eyed his twin and his baby brother before he caught on as well and broke out in a smile that rivaled a Cheshire cat.

“Well, well, well! I can’t believe it, but the evidence is right before our eyes.”

“Stop! Stop talking right now Forrest! Everyone, please get out!”

Before anyone else can speak another word, the shower turns off and shuffling is heard behind the bathroom door. Everyone turns their attention to the bathroom as they hear the door open and Viola exits with a short yellow towel that leaves little to the imagination, showing off her smooth long legs and hugs her curves. Her blonde curls clinging to her head as droplets slide down her body.

She walks out slowly with the towel wrapped securely around her figure and her eyes closed as she combs through her hair with her hand.

“Hey what was all that noise? Were you watching a movie without me? Eh, It’s not important.  I had a fabulous idea right now. Why don’t we pick up where we left off and have a repeat of last night, breakfast edition.”

Viola opens her eyes and freezes instantly. She opens her mouth to scream but nothing comes out. No one in the room made a move or sound. The tension in the room was high and shock was evident on three older men’s face while embarrassment adorn Aubrey’s and Viola’s.

In her head she can hear mixture of multiple voices.

(“Oh my god, Viola will never want to see me again after this.”)

(“Damn. Who knew Aubrey could land such a babe.”)

(“When the hell did this happen?”)

(“I managed to avoid this during all my kids teenage years yet the universe decided that I have to go through the rite of passage of catching my kid in the act eventually.”)

“Who’s that? Is that a girl? Does my baby boy have a girl in his room?!”

Jasper shaking himself from his shock saunters towards Aubrey and grabs his phone away from him and fixes it so that their mother has Viola in her view.

“Right on the nose Ma. And not just any girl. Looks like little baby Aubrey seemed to snag Northbridge’s leading anchor.”

“Umm so this is very, very...um, awkward.” Viola says as she avoids eye contact with everyone in the room.

Aubrey leans to pick up a piece of clothing from the ground beside his side of the bed and slips them on underneath the sheets and gets out of bed and walks towards Viola and pulls her close to him.

“So this is the most embarrassing thing to happen to me and I’m so sorry, Viola. But umm this is my older twin brothers Jasper and Forrest. My Pops, Richard and on my phone my Ma, Sadie. Umm meet the Watsons.”

Viola hiding herself in Aubrey’s embrace in order to shield her lightly concealed body gives them all a shy wave.

“Hello. Umm, I’m Viola Porchia. Umm, I’ve heard lovely things about you all. I never thought in a million years we’d meet like this.”

“Ohhhhh! How exciting!” his mother exclaims through the phone.

Richard collects himself and chuckles as he turns away from the young couple and heads out the bedroom.

“I’m too old for this. Son, next time you’re occupied entertaining your lady friend after getting hurt on national tv, remember to check in with your mother that you’re okay so we don’t have a repeat of today.”

“Umm, yes Pop.”

“Good. We can’t be scaring away the poor girl. You’re lucky a woman like her is even with you. Besides, from what we’ve seen in your apartment you two might be the closest hope of your mother having more grandchildren.” he says with a wink that he throws to the two.

“Oh god! Pop! Please, enough.”

“Oh Aubrey, I was young once too! How did you think you’re mother and I got all you kids.”

Jasper and Forrest are trying to hide their laughter as their father continues to tease their little brother.

“I’m begging,”

“Okay, okay. Viola it’s nice to meet you and sorry for interrupting.You two...carry on. Come on boys. Let’s leave the lovers to it.”

Jasper tosses Aubrey’s phone on the bed as himself, his twin, and father make their leave.

“Sadie, honey we’re on our way back now.”

“Okay, Richard. See you boys in a few.”

The three exit the bedroom and a distinct shutting of the main door of his apartment is heard.

Aubrey and Viola breathe out. 

Aubrey picks up his phone and faces the camera towards him.

“Okay, this has been mortifying. I’m gonna go Ma.”

“Fine, but since everyone is here, bring Viola down to dinner. I haven’t had all my children together for a meal in such a long time. And I want to meet her face to face.”

“Jeez, I don’t know Ma-”

“I won’t take no for an answer. See you two tonight at 6:30pm.” she says before disconnecting the call.

Aubrey sets his phone down and turns back around to pull Viola into a comforting hug.

“I have no words. I’m so so so sorry. I was hoping you’d meet them later on.”

“That will definitely be up there for most embarrassing moments, but it's okay. At least they didn’t walk in on us in action.”

“You always see the bright side of it all, don’t you?”

“I try.”

“You can probably tell now why I only introduced Liz and Shiloh.”

“A little but they seem very sweet. I see it runs in the Watson genes.”

He chuckles and walks backward to sit on the edge of his bed and pulls her so she’s sitting on his lap.

“Perhaps. So you don’t mind coming to dinner with me and meeting my mom? I know this is happening very fast and it’s really really weird-”

Viola cuts him off by placing a finger to his lips.

“Well at this point, I’ve met all the Watsons except for the most important one.” she says with a glowing smile.

“Oh yes, Ma is really gonna love you.”

“Really? You think so?”

“I know so. Besides I already do.”

Viola tenses after those words left his mouth and just stares at Aubrey. He looks at her and flinches slightly at what he said.

“You love me?” she asks in a small voice.

“I...umm..” he begins nervously and trails off.  Aubrey takes a deep breath and closes his eyes before opening them and gazes deep into Viola’s hazel-green eyes.

“I do. I know we haven’t official made us exclusive yet in these past months but there’s been no one else who can compare to you. No one else has turned my head but you. Viola, I’m falling in love with you.”

With her eyes glazing softly with light tears she leans and kisses him softly and firmly.

“I’m falling in love with you too.” 

“Really?”

“Really really”

In one swift movement, Aubrey cradles Viola quickly into bridal position in his arms and swings her around in joy. Her squeals of surprise and laughter fill the room before he sets her down.

“I have a question for you. Will you be my girlfriend?”

“In a heartbeat.”

Aubrey kiss her gently on the lips t a few times before she pulls away.

“One question  for you though.”

“Yes?”

“Why did your dad have nunchucks?”

Aubrey stays silent for a moment or two trying to find a way to answer that question but only one thing came to mind.

“Apparently it’s the Watson style.”

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Druck season 3, episode 1 reaction

WE DID IT, KIDS. When Druck’s first season aired, I knew shortly after Matteo’s introduction that I could not wait for his season. But with that came a lot of apprehension that we would ever get Matteo’s season - Druck S1 got less attention than some of the other remakes, and for a long time, the fandom didn’t know if the show would get a S2, let alone S3. Months went by with no official news of when the show would return. Many people thought the show had been quietly cancelled. 

And then, finally, Mia’s season was announced. Ratings and subscribers grew substantially. Druck trended frequently on YouTube and Tumblr. Then finally, we got confirmation that S3 was in the works. So here we are, and to put it politely, my ass is on fire. 

Episode 1

Clip 1 - Matteo’s miserable night

Party time! This opening is pointedly sexual, with the music (”You’re turning me on”) and the dancing, with the closeups of boobs and butts and writhing bodies. Sara gets freaky with a banana. The presence of sex makes sense to highlight Matteo’s alienation, as we see him sitting on the couch, not participating. He’s disengaged from the flirtation and seduction, this isn’t something he wants to be a part of.

Is the guy dancing with Hans the turtleneck dude, or is that someone else? PLOT TWIST: he was never Matteo’s love interest, despite fan theories. He was Hans’ love interest all along!

Matteo gets up, trying to escape this scene that makes him uncomfortable. But Sara pulls him into a dance (much like she’s going to be playing the role of Emma this season, pulling Matteo back into an attempt at a straight relationship). They kiss, and he’s soooo not into it, hugging her and staring over her shoulder into space like she’s his great-aunt who smells like mothballs and he can’t wait to get the fuck out of this family reunion.

He escapes into the bathroom where the boy squad is smoking weed. Carlos showing the boys a sex position on his phone. I’m sure Matteo loves hearing about that. He’s getting high as the boys debate the mechanics of this man-woman sex position. The proper response, honestly.

Oh my God, Carlos just called Kiki a catheter. He meant cathetus. I don’t think you’re ready to integrate catheters into your sex life, dude. 

Matteo looks dead. I know he’s getting high, but this kid looks fucking deceased. Someone revive him already.

When he realizes he has three calls from Kiki, Carlos pulls up Jonas and Abdi, saying they’re going to go hook up with girls. An activity that I’m sure Matteo wants to participate in. Matteo lingers behind. He just seems so wiped. He looks at himself in the mirror and it’s as if he’s disappointed in what he sees.  (The way it’s shot makes his mirror image divided down the middle, like he’s a fractured person.) I’ve seen some later episodes by this point and Matteo seems like he’s really struggling with anxiety, like he just needs to escape sometimes, it all gets overwhelming.

The girl Jonas is dancing with kinda reminds me of Sonja (similar-ish haircut).

HOLY FUCK DID MATTEO JUST PUT THE WEED IN AMIRA’S BACKPACK???? Matteo, that is TOTALLY the worst an Isak has been about this, planting weed on on a person rather than a vase. I guess he assumes a Muslim girl in hijab seems like an unlikely candidate to have drugs, but ... dude. Asshole move. And I wouldn’t trust the authorities not to search the Muslim girl’s belongings for discriminatory reasons, anyway, which would have made it even worse.

Photoshop Markus is at this party and Matteo tells the cops Markus is the renter, LMAO GOD. Matteo is just snaking all over the place tonight. The cops tell everyone to turn the music down, which is pretty reasonable and not nearly as bad as them telling people to break up the party. Or maybe I’m just old. Carlos salutes as the cops leave, heh.

Amira just walks out with her backpack … and the weed. Lol, she might’ve just left because the cops showed up and she figured better to bail now, not wanting to get in trouble, or because she had a curfew or something, but part of me wants to believe she knew Matteo stuck weed in her backpack and she’s walking out to make him suffer. In that case: he deserves it, make him suffer.

Mia wasn’t at the party. I guess she and Alexander were making their own fun, but her presence is missed.

Clip 2 - Survival camp

Matteo’s new room is already a little messy, with beer bottles and remnants of the party. He wakes up and checks his phone, he’s got a Bible verse from mom. One that sounds normal and non-threatening enough, not like it’s about sin and hellfire, but you know. All religious texts are probably loaded coming from Matteo’s mom.

Matteo rolls over and Jonas is conked out in bed next to him. Oh nooooo, my heart. Matteo watches him and then reaches out and slooooowly lowers his hand to lightly touch Jonas’ curls, closing his eyes a little. GODDAMMIT.

If he doesn’t do this to Gereven at some point, touch his hair without having to be secretive about it, then I’m suing Druck.

You can tell Matteo is indulging in this fantasy that Jonas is his boyfriend and he’s waking up next to him, and the fantasy is broken when he looks down and sees that Jonas has a phone number with a little heart written on his arm. A girl. Jonas will never be his boyfriend.

Although I almost don’t think this is specifically about Matteo pining over Jonas - I think there’s definitely some lingering feelings, enough to be disappointed that Jonas might have a girl, but I also think it’s just the wish that Matteo can have this experience with a guy at all, he can wake up next to a boy who’s not just a friend, who he can touch and show affection to. 

The fantasy is further interrupted when Hans walks in (the dreamy music cuts off) and Matteo rolls on his back like he’s totally not staring wistfully at Jonas. Hans throws himself on the bed between them in a perfect face plant, lmao. 

Hans asks Matteo to buy rolls, saying Mia would’ve done that. Hans, if you are expecting Matteo to be a Mia substitute, you are setting yourself up for disappointment. I don’t think Matteo will lovingly wipe your vomit off the tub. (I mean. Maybe when he falls in love and is in just that good of a mood.)

Jonas asks why Hans is in Matteo’s bed, and Hans says he could ask Jonas the same question (DAMN) but Jonas is like … I’ve waited for you. He and Hans stare into each other’s eyes. Lmao, the way their gaze holds without comment or them breaking it off. I’m sure Matteo just loves seeing them “flirt.” But I don’t think the fantasy of Jonas in his bed involves Hans, sorry Hans. Matteo gets up to buy rolls, just to get away from the JoHans lovefest, I guess.

Linn comes in and says she wants to make pancakes but doesn’t know where the pans are, and she doesn’t know how to make pancakes either. Everyone in this flat is screwed without Mia. But Jonas offers to make pancakes, so all is saved! Matteo grumpily leaves Jonas, Hans, and Linn to take a selfie of their “survival camp” to send to Mia, showing they’re totally making it on their own. They look so perky, heh. They won’t be so perky when Jonas leaves and takes his pancake-making skills with him.

Matteo steps outside and gets a text from Sara about whether he slept well. I feel bad for Sara. She’s not just the Emma equivalent, she’s a character we’ve seen in the past who has been entertaining and likable. I don’t want to see her either make Emma’s mistakes like outing Matteo OR get her heart broken by him.

 Hans throws Matteo’s wallet out of the window, beaning him in the head, which is truly the perfect gif.

Clip 3 - Will you surrender?

Matteo goes into school on a rainy Monday morning. We start with some passionate straight kissing in the foreground, coupled with a pic and text from Sara, just to show the kind of shit Matteo is dealing with. A heterosexual assault from all angles. 

He meets up with the boy squad. Jonas is looking to get with Linn’s friend, who is “Emma Watson but blonde.” Sucks for Matteo to hear yet more girl talk, and girl talk from Jonas specifically. The heterosexuality strikes from another corner.

Adding another unwanted conversation topic, Abdi asks about the weed. Matteo seems like he wants to get the hell out of there, so he bails and goes up to Hanna and Sam, asking where Amira is. She’s out sick, so solving the weed dilemma will have to wait another day.

Hanna glances over at Jonas, who finally seems to have snapped out of his S2 funk as he talks about his new girl … does Hanna know yet Jonas has a new flame? Or is she just suspicious?

Man, I keep saying it, but Matteo seems like he’s sleepwalking through life, like this kid is just. Legit depressed. He has no energy for anything. Not even to fake being OK.

Continuity snarl: Matteo puts up his hood as he rounds the corner after leaving the girls, but it’s down a moment later.

The music is kicking in and there’s still almost a minute of clip left, is Matteo going to like … literally run into Beanie Boy/Gereven?

YEP

Well, they didn’t do a rom-com Meet Cute collide into each other or anything, but they passed each other in the hallway! In slow motion!

The big moment: Matteo and Gereven are coming at each other from different sides (like different ~walks of life? ooooo). They lock eyes and then look back at each other once after they’ve passed.

The scene goes into slow motion as soon as Matteo lifts his head and sees Beanie Boy. Matteo is just ambling his way to class and meandering through life, but when he sees that guy, that’s when he starts to feel present in the world, like it’s not just around him but including him. And then Gereven comes into focus as they pass each other.

I adore the music choice for this moment. It’s beautiful, and the lyrics are so lovely. “Will you surrender?” when we see Gereven and Matteo looking at each other, because Matteo’s seeing the boy who will make him give in and stop hiding who he truly is, who will make him surrender to love. And I suspect the same is true for Gereven, that Matteo will make him surrender as will, let go of his fears. 

So I reaaaaally don’t think Beanie Boy was trying to get Matteo’s attention like Even was. There’s nothing about it that suggests so. My prediction is that Beanie Boy, like Matteo was trying to keep his head down and get through life, and they just happened to walk by each other. I mean, Matteo’s just walking down a school hallway, it’s not like Beanie Boy parked his ass deliberately somewhere so Matteo could see him, he couldn’t predict Matteo was going to walk down that hallway at that particular time. I feel like Beanie Boy is very much like Matteo in that he’s lonely and an outsider. He’s not trying to attract attention, he’s not seen smiling or laughing at someone at the beginning. Our first glance at Even was his brightness. Our first glimpse of Gereven (from Matteo’s POV, not the brief moment of him last season which is more of an Easter egg, really) has him in dark clothes, headphones on. I feel like he and Matteo are just checked out of life. And I think that’ll be an interesting take on Even, not so much that Beanie Boy has Even’s confidence and swagger in drawing Matteo to him, but that Matteo and Gereven are both outsiders and recognize their loneliness in each other.

That’s what really makes me love this scene. It’s just a mundane occurrence. Two boys walking by each other. Something that happens all the time. Something that Matteo no doubt does every day, walk by other boys whose faces don’t register. But this time, there’s ... something. Physical attraction? Sure, that’s part of it. But even more I think it’s a sense of connection, something inexplicable that draws them to look back at each other even when the moment should have ended. A gut feeling that this person is also lost, that he would understand. 

Clip 4 - Everyone’s favorite reluctant friendship begins

It’s the first remake to focus on the teacher’s nipples! Matteo is staring at them instead of listening to her talk about their exams. 

Amira comes in and Matteo just gets up from where he was sitting and sits next to her while the teacher is talking. Lol, is that allowed? Is this a study session or something?

Amira coolly ignores Matteo even when he tries to get her attention. Eventually she says she found his weed and how fucked up it was for him to do that, she could have gotten in trouble. A bit of a change because Sana was upset that Isak almost fucked over Eva, causing a demonstration of Sana’s loyalty to her friends. With Amira, it was personal, a risk to herself. Matteo acts shitty too, he’s just like come on, it wasn’t personal, it wasn’t a big deal. Dude! If you want your weed back, that’s not the best course of action. You need to grovel.

The teacher calls on Matteo and Jonas shoots him an entertained look, like ha ha, you got in trouble. Or probably, more ha ha, check out our teacher’s nips. Nice display of Jonas going for that hetero bro bonding that Matteo would love to avoid.

LMAO, when Matteo asks for the week back and Amira says, “What will I get for it?” Matteo is like “IDK, blowjob?” THIS KID. His mind went to that, huh. Remember Even was all “yeah, we had to suck dicks” without two minutes of meeting Isak? And then later Eskild told Isak that talking about sucking dick when you meet someone is a sign someone’s gay? Yeah. 

Amira says she’ll give the weed back if Matteo and his boys join the abi-prank committee. Didn’t they do that last season? The copies of the boobs and butts and Jonas’ dick, didn’t that count as the prank?

The teacher makes them study partners. So far, she’s not a racist, at least? Anyway, Amira and Matteo look positively thrilled to be paired together; meanwhile Jonas is flirting with his seat partner. Oh, maybe that’s what the Look was about. Matteo continues to be pelted with heterosexuality like rotten fruits and vegetables.

Clip 5 - Matteo gets a prom date

Matteo and Sara sit on opposite sides of the bed, texting their friends, on their phones. LMAO, sounds about right, tbh. Truly scorching chemistry. Nah, it’s very Isak and Eskild.

The boys’ group chat has Jonas saying he’s getting laid on Friday. That rotten hetero produce comes in the form of eggplant emojis. Matteo sure loves hearing about Jonas banging chicks!  He’s like, yeah, I’m totally having sex with a girl as well.

Sara asks his opinion about a dress. Subtle (“subtle”) hint about the prom? Yes, as it turns out. But she suddenly leans over and kisses him after he’s like yeah, that looks nice. He looks as excited as you’d expect. He was actually staring into space before she did that.

Sara gets a text, Matteo wants to know what they’re talking about, and there’s some “flirting” until Sara caves and tells him that Leonie likes the new guy from their PE class. GEE I WONDER WHO THAT COULD BE. Matteo offers to investigate for her. Yeah, I’ll bet he’s gonna enjoy that more than he knows. He’s going to become one of the Hardy Boys.

Sara somewhat nervously asks if they should go to prom together, and when Matteo is agrees, she asks whether they’re a thing. It makes me sad how clearly vulnerable she is right now, like she really likes him and is hoping to say yes, but she isn’t sure. Matteo says they’re a thing. Not conveying how utterly miserable this must make him, but not exactly jumping for joy, either. Like Isak tried hard to impress Emma, he could turn on the charm, but Matteo is just sleepy about it.

Sara kisses Matteo again, but before they go further, he asks if she wants to watch a movie with him. Smart move.

I’m sure Matteo will end up going to prom with Gereven. Sara and Leonie can go together? Realizing their love for each other at last. Or just as friends. (But preferably girlfriends.)

Clip 6 - Make a wish

Matteo goes to the abi-prank meeting, looking like he gives nary a fuck. Amira shoots him a nod and he gives her a “what more do you want from me” look. The girls are at the meeting, the rest of the boy squad is not, obviously. I see Photoshop Markus but not Beanie Boy.

All the girls are looking beautiful by the way. Look at Amira, she’s radiant!

Kiki literally goes Fight Club on this meeting. I have to say, if you asked me which Druck character would be a member of Fight Club, it would be Kiki. Her clumsy nervousness is a total front for bloodlust.

Matteo is being rude as hell just taking out his phone while Kiki is talking. The boys text why they aren’t there: Jonas has a date, Kiki is still mad at Carlos (dude, that’s why you need to come, it’s a way to get back on her good side) and Abdi just forgot.

They suggest a flash mob. Lmao, good luck getting Matteo to dance. Or they suggest just randomly hugging teachers. That could get all kinds of awkward, judging by the last teacher we saw with the power nipples. I’m just imagining some short kid going for a hug and getting their face mashed into the teacher’s areola.

Photosohp Markus has a suggestion. I love this dude, sorry. He loves hugging! He wants to practice with Kiki. Kiki realizes in an instant why the hugging prank might not be the best idea. But she’s like, we can group bond instead. Kiki wants everyone to hold hands and Matteo just peaces the fuck out. This prank meeting is pretty depressing, honestly. Way more so than kosegruppa. Kosegruppa might have been uncool or whatever but I got the sense the people involved enjoyed it. This meeting was just excruciating, and barely anyone is there. Look at that tiny circle.

Oh shit! As Matteo exits the room, Beanie Boy is going into it, and Matteo stops him. No, don’t go in there, it’s dangerous! Or actually it just sucks and they’re doing a trust circle where they hold hands. Beanie Boy obviously does not want to hold hands in that room, since Matteo is out here and not in there.

Aww, I love that Matteo has a slight smile? Just the tiniest when he talks to Beanie. Beanie is kinda doing the talking with his eyes, he’s definitely considering Matteo.

Shit, it’s Matteo who offers weed! Matteo is the one being the initiator! The bolder one. I love the idea of maybe having a shyer Even, like it does drastically change their dynamic, but I’m fine with that as long as the show does a thorough job of adapting their interactions, not just a cut and paste. Beanie Boy is the new kid and probably didn’t expect someone to make overtures of friendship (or more…).

And I love Matteo doing this when we’ve seen him sleepwalking through his interactions with Sara and … everyone else, kinda. He’s actually found some courage. Like he could have just let Beanie Boy go off and do his own thing, there was no real reason to offer a joint once he’d warned him off the meeting. But he somehow just felt the need to keep talking to this dude.

Holy fuck, MATTEO putting the joint behind his ear. This role reversal is so much fun already. And it’s even more amusing if you think that this is how some of Evak played out from Even’s POV? We thought Even was this charming, suave, mysterious dude when he stuck that joint behind his ear, because we were in Isak’s POV and Even was some handsome stranger. Later we realize what a huge dork Even is and that he was super desperate to get Isak’s attention and had been pining since the first day of school. So this is like how Even actually was - we know Matteo is a big dork and not a suave dude, but maybe that’s how he comes across in Beanie Boy’s eyes. 

HIS NAME IS DAVID. A perfectly excellent name, tbh. I was worried they were going to call him something like Daniel or Noah, names that already exist in the Skam universe, which would be confusing as hell when those Noorhelm seasons are concurrently airing. “I can’t believe that thing Noah just did in this clip.” Uhhhh which Noah are you talking about, untagged post? Or God forbid, another Lucas, although David’s actor is named Lukas so I figured we would dodge that bullet.

Although it does occur to me that we have do have a David, the Skam France director, soooo … fuck.

I want to make a disclaimer: as fandom knows, David is played by a trans actor. There’s no guarantee that this character will be trans yet, but I think it’s unlikely that they won’t bring it up. The nature of this show seems like they’ll incorporate it into the story rather than let the opportunity pass to talk about trans issues, and I know that trans Druck fans campaigning for a trans Even had a ton to do with this decision, so I believe their input would weigh on the story itself beyond the casting. So I’m going to make speculation and comments with the assumption that David is trans and how that will affect the plot. There are things in this conversation that are potentially relevant to that, for instance. I don’t want to overstep, but I also don’t want to ignore moments of possible foreshadowing or pieces that might be relevant to his characterization.

So for instance, I don’t know if they have replaced Even being bipolar with David being trans. To be clear, NOT because being trans is a mental illness but more as an area of societal marginalization that the character has to deal with, that might be hidden from the other characters and the audience. We don’t know when we will learn that David is trans; while I write this we’re several episodes in, but I don’t know if we’ll learn three clips from now or three episodes from now. I don’t know if David will be trans and bipolar, or just one of the two. I don’t know if the reveal will end up being casual and non-dramatic, or if it will be a big thing like the end of episode 8. I have some guesses about where the story might go, but I’m keeping in mind that there’s a new element that none of the Evak seasons have tackled before, and that may cause big changes to the story. 

Matteo asks David about being new so close to Abi, and David says he killed someone and had to go into hiding. That could be a reference to his dead name. I don’t know if that term is the same in German, but seems like a possible hint. He does say he killed his parents, but that’s after Matteo asks if he had stress with them, so he’s just riffing off what Matteo said. Or just the fact that when Matteo asks about him being new, David wants to know why - maybe he’s wondering if Matteo knows something or heard a rumor. 

Isak asking about Even transferring in his final year got cut off because Emma showed up. Here Matteo just kinda accepts David’s joke and doesn’t question him further.

Matteo is super into him, of course. Look at that body language, he’s all angled toward David. David, too. Tarjei and Henrik had masterful body language so this is very promising.

David points out an eyelash on Matteo’s face and you fucking KNOW later in the season he probably won’t ask, he’ll just brush it off himself. Matteo is like, can I make a wish now? JFC, Matteo is flirting so much, he is intensely looking at David when he says that. Honestly, it’s really exciting to see this dynamic kinda flipped, mixing and matching Isak and Even elements between Matteo and David. David says it was just an eyelash. Maybe he’ll be more of the realist rather than the romantic? God, if Matteo is the more romantic one, I will lose my mind (in a good way).

David does ask what Matteo’s wish would have been, and Matteo is like, IDK, go on holiday or something. David says he knows the feeling and Matteo asks where he would go. Matteo would get in a car and just drive away. David says to go directly to Detroit. David, I’m fond of you already but unless your car turns into a submarine that is not gonna work.

David has been pretty chill so far, but he perks up and smiles when mentioning Detroit at the very end, so Matteo gets hit with the ray of charm. That’s when the music kicks in, too, because Matteo has seen David smile. No turning back now. I presume we are going to be hearing music from Detroit artists this season?

LMAO, I was like oh, Sara’s not there at the meeting so she can’t interrupt their moment, and yet SOMEHOW she managed to anyway. And she kisses Matteo so David knows Matteo has a girlfriend right off the bat. David takes this as his cue to exit.

Why was Sara there, anyway? Did she show up late for the Abi prank meeting? Didn’t she just do a big prank where she photocopied her boobs for the school to see? Or did she just know that’s where Matteo was headed tonight and she waited around for him?

For Matteo, Sara’s arrival cuts into this charged moment with David. With David, it’s a little less intense than Isak finding out about Sonja? Because he’s only shared a few minutes now with Matteo instead of stalking him for a week and then spending hours at his house, although obviously he could be crushing on him for a while already. Though personally I think they might eliminate that part of the story. Anyway, this is like … a spark of hope getting extinguished REALLY early and it makes me wonder how the rest of this story is gonna go. Matteo is the one with the girlfriend, the “obstacle.” Is he going to run hot and cold, go back to Sara after getting with David? 

Matteo looks sad as David goes, obviously. Making it worse is that of course that’s the dude Leonie likes. Matteo takes a drag of the joint before replying that he thinks it’s somebody else. Well, David was someone somebody else liked (ahem), so I guess that does make him somebody else. But clearly David is going to be so much more to Matteo than just “dude Leonie likes.”

Anyway, I love how quiet and down to earth that scene was, how it wasn’t instant smiles and conversational bliss but a little rough, testing each other out. And I think it’s good that Matteo seems to be more proactive around David, because they both seem kinda like chill stoner/emo kids, and two sleepy guys is not going to be that exciting of a dynamic, honestly. Matteo being the instigator gives the story a fresh take, and the contrast between Matteo with David and Matteo with everyone else is really, really important. We can already see that David is the person, the one who makes Matteo slip into a different mode of his being, one that’s happier and more comfortable. The one who makes him wake up.

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Jonas says he’s better about the Hanna situation than he was before. We’ll see how long that lasts. I hope his S2 attitude leaves a trace this season, like it was such a big deal and had an affect on Matteo feeling adrift from his best friend, so it should play a role in their relationship.

Abdi refuses to get on Instagram, which is convenient for the show’s social media content creators, lol.

As explained in the texts, a pipe broke in the apartment, so Mia, Hans, and Linn had to move out, and Linn found them a new apartment but one with an extra room, so they needed another roommate fast. Mia suggested Matteo as she heard through the grapevine that he wanted to move out. It’s pretty sad because he was looking to leave, so we can assume things are very bad at home. At least it didn’t escalate to him sleeping in a basement.

I’m glad they found a way to move Matteo into the apartment neatly and quickly with the small gap between S2 and S3. I think Matteo living on his own is a pretty big contributor to his feelings of isolation and instability, and assuming Hans plays a similar role as Eskild with his “guru” advice, it helps a lot if they’re living under the same roof. However, it does create a different setup for the two, though, because Hans didn’t “rescue” Matteo like Eskild did with Isak. Living with Hans will give them more opportunities to bond than living apart would, but Hans didn’t nurture and shelter Matteo to the degree that Eskild did for Isak. Hans is like a new acquaintance, and it will take more effort to build them to a point where Matteo feels like he can trust Hans and go to him for advice. Unless it’s solely like “well, he’s the only other gay guy I know” which would be understandable but a bit underwhelming. Hans has a depressing family life, as shown in S2, with relatives who don’t accept his personality, to the point where he adopts a “straighter” persona to interact with them, and it would be amazing to bring in his background to the Pride clip.

LET’S GET SOME MIA/MATTEO CONVERSATIONS ABOUT SEXUALITY GOING, TOO. They made Mia bi but many people think they could’ve done a better job of addressing it, so this is their chance! Don’t just sleep on it by following the OG story structure - make use of those changes.

The only non-confirmed LGBT person in the flat is Linn and you know, they could remedy that this season.

Linn apparently took care of a lot of the move, so that’s progress for her, she got something done for once, lol. 

With the other girls, Hanna and Mia are furtive about why they don’t think it’s serious between Matteo and Sara. I love them for keep their mouths shut about his sexuality.

Seeing Matteo flirt with Sara and make plans to go to the movies with her has me yelling like I’m in the movie theater for a horror film. DON’T GO UPSTAIRS! GET OUT OF THE HOUSE!

There are pictures of Matteo and Amira looking smiley and happy because The Incident happens, heh. Matteo looks like he was having a decent time earlier in the evening and then descended into sadness and fatigue. And, you know, getting drunk and high.

Sara posts a pic with Leonie being like #theonewhounderstandsme and if that isn’t screaming for a Sara/Leonie endgame...

Linn super loves flamingos. 

Kiki and Carlos fight because he was in the bathtub getting high and ignoring her texts.

Mia is absent a lot because she’s hanging with Alex, that’s why she missed the housewarming party. The girls miss her. Come back soon, Mia! Don’t just disappear because Noora went to London!

We got a sappy chat between Mia and Alex to remind us that they’re around, at least. Alex misses Mia even though she’s sitting across from him. I guess they’re in their little couple bubble now.

Matteo checks in with Amira and asks if she’s feeling better or still sick, and Amira’s answers make me suspect she knows exactly what bullshit Matteo pulled on Saturday.

When Matteo invited Sara to study at his place on Thursday, I found myself wishing that maybe Hans could save the day and just be so intrusive and annoying that he drove Sara away without Matteo having to make out with Sara or blow her off rudely or whatever. Alas.

I’m laughing how Markus is “Photoshop Markus” even in the group chat. No one else appears to have a nickname, just him.

Leonie and Sara chat; Leonie has her eye on Gereven and Sara is trying to figure out where she and Matteo stand as a couple. I’m really fond of them and I hope they don’t become Emma and Sonja, honestly. Again, just ... nip those relationships in the bud. Let them go to prom with each other, not the boys. Even if they aren’t together romantically, they seem to be the most important people in each other’s lives.

Matteo zips his lips when Jonas asks if he banged Sara, which conveniently doesn’t mean he has to say no. A very Isak technique.

Mia wasn’t in this episode at all, which is strange when she, you know, lives with Matteo and goes to school with him and we saw all the other girls. In-universe the explanation is that she’s with Alexander, but I wonder if they were filming parts of S2 at the same time, maybe? Reshoots? And that’s why we haven’t seen either Mia or Alexander, because the actors were busy. The other explanation is just that Mia is not here because Noora was not there, and Druck felt the need to follow that story. I’d find that really disappointing. 

This is a really promising start to the season, and I already love the tone. It has a very down-to-earth, painfully vulnerable feel. Matteo’s misery is palpable in basically every scene, except the ones with David, where we get glimpses of his better self. I can sense this kid’s internal struggle all the time. There’s also pining and longing in the simplest moments, from Matteo brushing Jonas’ hair while he’s sleeping, to that one look in the hallway with David causing a spark, to the way they look at each other while smoking, David pointing out the eyelash on Matteo’s cheek. It’s quiet, raw, and real. And that is exactly the atmosphere I want from a S3 remake.

I’m not German so feel free to correct me on translations or cultural notes.

If you got this far, thank you for reading!

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Life is hard… so yeah…

Enjoy! Hope it will bring a smile to your face!

(Scene from above happens in this part xP)

Part 1 here!

Adult!Maxvid!AU - Part 5 (when one act ends)

Max woke up pretty refreshed. He was surprised about this fact too.

But he woke up to the beautiful smell of breakfast. And then, poof, his brain jumped into top speed working.

Where he was? He didn’t recognize this place. Was he abducted?!

No, it was just David’s house.

Everything was fine.

Wait no-

HE WAS IN DAVID’S HOUSE AND HE SPENT THE NIGHT OVER, WHAT THE FCUK!

“Good morning, Max!”

Max groaned, massaging his face with one hand.

“Come on, wake up. I prepared breakfast for us! It’s the most important meal of the day and you need energy for the test!”

Shit, test! Max quickly checked his phone to find out he woke up few minutes before his alarm was supposed to ring. What the fuck. But Max stood up, because what else he was supposed to do and trudged to the table where David was putting two plates on it.

David also made Max coffee. Black as his soul.

They ate and talked. David mostly asked if Max slept well. Max was still living in that half dazed world, so he was answering using half-words, yet it looked like David understood everything. Must be the training he had with kids.

Anyway, David’s food was delicious. But only after Max drank half of his cup, he became a more over living person, and not a zombie

Max quickly refreshed himself in the bathroom.

“Where should I put the t-shirt you lent me?”

“Oh, you can take it if you want. Or leave it here so you have something in which you can sleep next time.”

Next time?! Next time!?!

After that they went out and David drove Max to his campus. But before exiting he sent Max the biggest grin, wishing a good luck on the test.

Max had to return to his dorm to wash his teeth and make himself more over presentable for the test.

He answered all questions, beside two. He had a good feeling about the test, but he tried to not think about it that way. It was better to be prepared for the worst.

Hey. How did the test go :) :) :)?

not bad, but not cool either

I’m sure you passed it :) :) :) :) :)

After the test, Nikki was waiting for him outside. She sent him the most evil smirk she could muster and, when they were alone, she asked:

“So, how was your night at David’s house?” Oh, yeah, she definitely wanted to hint at something with her seductive voice and glinting with amusement eyes.

But the only thing Max’s brain could process was:

“How the fuck do you know?”

“Deduction, my dear Watson!” Nikki said, proudly puffing out her chest. “But honestly, give me all the juicy details!”

Max just stared at her, with this dumbfounded look, until all pieces clicked together.

“Jesus, Nikki, I just spent the night over, so I could learn and get enough sleep to not pass out during the test. ‘Cause you remember the last exam from Fluid Mechanics?”

Nikki blinked and then made an ‘o’ shape with her mouth, moving away from Max’s comfort zone she had invaded few seconds ago.

“Uh, yeah, I remember.” She nodded, more to herself than to Max. “But you seriously did nothing?”

“What? Did you expect me to jump on him the second I stepped inside?”

“Kinda?”

Max groaned, facepalming himself.

“What kind of my image do you have in your head?”

“Really fucked up.” Nikki said, shrugging. “But maybe because I know you since we were kids.”

So long story short

Max spent the night over at David’s house few more times. After the third night he brought few clothes with him and a toothpaste with a brush. David grinned so broadly that Max never thought it was possible. Also the pure happiness radiating from his eyes almost blinded Max.

Max didn’t intend to leave his spare clothes there.

But then fucking finals happened!

So he started to spend even more time at David’s house, learning for exams. Few times even Nikki came over for some learning session.

Max asked David if he didn’t mind him coming so often, because at some point he was spending there every day (and he was guilty because of that). But David shook his head, still with that kind smile plastered to his face.

“I like having you here. It makes this place less lonely.”

Max then asked, before he could bite his tongue.

“Didn’t you think about bringing someone home? Like a girlfriend or…” Here Max’s throat became dry to this point it was almost hard to speak. “…a boyfriend?”

David stopped chopping paprika to laugh softly. He didn’t look up at Max, but with his wrist brushed his forehead.

“I tried.” He said and his everlasting warm and happy voice was tuned with sad tones. It was like a music, now intertwined with melancholic notes. “But as you can see… it didn’t really work out.”

Max wanted to look like he didn’t care. He leaned casually on the counter and crossed his arms on his chest, staring at the window where city lights shimmer and blinked behind it.

“What happened?” He asked. His stomach swirled uncomfortably, making him want to throw up. “If you don’t mind me asking?”

David hummed and returned to chopping.

“It depends about who you’re asking.”

“Just how many partners did you have?” Max rose his eyebrow, actually surprised by this information. And still uncomfortable.

David shrugged, making a weird noise inside his throat.

“A few?” He lifted his head. “Bring me two onions, please.”

Max moved from the counter to the basket standing under one cupboard. He grabbed two medium onions and started to peel them.

“The longest relationship.” Max finally murmured, finding the strength in him to speak. He gave one peeled onion to David and started working on another. “What happened between you two?”

David grabbed the vegetable, first throwing the paprika into the bowl. He started to cut the onion into thin slices.

“Another person appeared between us.” The smile was gone from his mouth. Maybe not gone as the corners still tried to remain upwards. But it definitely took a lot of David’s strength, judging by the tiny trembles of his mouth. “And then I wasn’t enough.”

Max put the second onion next to David’s hand.

“Sorry, I shouldn’t have asked. The curiosity got the best of me.” Max said, stepping closer to David.

“No, no, I don’t mind. It happened some time ago.” David cut then the rest of onion into nice, small cubes. His hand was moving methodically from right to left.

“Are you sure?” Max inquired.

“Yeah I’m… I’m sure.” And then David moved his shoulder to wipe his face.

Oh fuck, Max fucked up and David was… David was… David was crying! He knew he shouldn’t ask about such personal things, even though he was interested and terrified both in the same time. But the worst, of course, got the best of him and now he messed too much.

“David, I… I’m sorry, I really shouldn’t have asked.” Max reached and put his hand on David’s shoulder. The hand which was cutting the onions stopped midair.

“No, it’s not that… it’s just-“

Oh no, even his voice sounded watery, like he was on the verge of bursting. He was croaking. He was breaking inside right in front of Max.

“No, I know. I’m a brat and I shouldn’t push you to talk. It was irresponsible of me.“ Max was stepping closer, turning David so the male would face him, but his gaze was still directed at the floor. ”You don’t have to talk anymore if you don’t want-“

And then David finally lifted his face. His eyes, oh god, his eyes were rimmed with red circles and there were tiny drops forming in the corners with few pearly beads already rolling down the blushing cheek.

“Fuck, I’m really-“ Even Max’ eyes started to prickle. “I shouldn’t-“

And the David started to laugh. Like really. Right in front of very concerned Max David burst into laughter mixed with hot tears still streaming down his cheeks.

Did David lose his mind? Totally possible.

“David? Are you okay?” Max asked, still keeping now his both hands on the male’s shoulder.

David stood up and brushed the corners of his eyes with his wrist.

“Yeah, yeah. It’s just this… this onion made me cry. I didn’t want to scare you!” He said, between chuckles. “Oh, shoot, you’re crying too!”

Huh?

Max lifted one hand and touched his cheek where definitely he felt something wet. Oh, that was true…

After that they talked a little bit about their relationships.

David told him that he had been both with girls and boys. And that his longest relationship had lasted for four years. David even told Max that he had a very sensitive neck (memorized immediately by Max). He pleaded to not share this fact with anyone else. Max, of course, didn’t plan to share this information with anyone else.

Max also told him about his few flings relationship, but he was never long with any of them. He refused to tell David why.

Because he still liked David duh.

Then the final exam came and Max almost felt sad after finishing it, because it meant he had no more reasons to spend time at David’s house. And he was pretty bummed because of that.

Max, of course, celebrated the end of the finals with his friends, but there was something missing inside of him.

Even Neil noticed it.

“Hey, dude, what’s wrong? You look… gloomy?”

“Oh, Max is just sad that he can’t come over to his boyfriend’s house to learn ‘cause finals ended!”

“Nikki, he’s not my boyfriend!”

“But you didn’t deny missing him!”

“I- You- Argh, fuck you!!”

“Why do I spend time with you?” Neil mumbled, massaging his eyes and finishing his shot.

Nevertheless around four days later he had a new message from David, asking if he wanted to come over. And Max, of course, found himself already packing his things and going out of the dorm room.

They started to hang a lot. Not like every day, of course, but when Max was bored he found himself going over to David. Plus David really looked happy when he was there. Few times Gwen was also there. And few times he couldn’t come over because David was somewhere else (but not that many times).

So they became pretty close, to this point they were often talking with each other through messages.

Nikki was now almost constantly teasing him about David. Gladly Neil wasn’t such a shit, he just patted him on the back. Preston was only curious where Max was disappearing so often.

dont get too noisy dramaboi!!!

I love some good drama, so you can’t stop me!!! >:D

David was also teaching Max a lot of sign language, especially when they were hanging alone at David’s house.

Okay so coming to an end.

One day Max was talking with David while he was picking up Little Star. He was showing him something on the phone, when LS came back and he put the phone down on the desk.

Only when he was in Little Star’s house and wanted to call his auntie, he found out he had to leave his phone in the kindergarten. And he couldn’t call David to check if he had it! Max’s tried calling his own phone from the LS’ landline phone, but no one was picking up.

Shit, he had to go back…

So he did. Actually he was quite stressed, because he really needed his phone (like for alarm)?! And already thirty to forty minutes had passed and he wasn’t sure if anyone was still in the kindergarten.

So he almost ran there, cursing under his breath.

The parking was empty. Max cursed loudly, the echo of his ‘fuck’ probably audible few blocks away. Until he saw David’s car under a tree. So he was still there! Great.

Unfortunately front door was closed, but he knew where the back door for staff was. That door was open. Max sneaked inside, fully intending only to check one room. So he did and found out that the phone wasn’t there. This time he cursed quieter, under nose. He slowly retraced his steps. It had to be here, he had to lose it here.

So he searched the room for ten more minutes, but then resigned shuffled to the back door. He could always come here tomorrow to ask David if he had seen the phone.

But then boom, his phone was laying next to David’s bag on the table near the back door. So David did find it! (How the hell Max had missed it while entering!?)

Max quickly grabbed his phone and was just about to go out when he thought it would be weird if he disappeared with the phone. So he decided to stay for few more minutes and explain to David the situation.

Bonus points – spending more time with David

So Max waited near the exit for a minute…

Then two…

Five…

Seven…

What was taking David so long?!

Then he heard a crash. A loud one, then a yelp, even few sounds of scuffle.

Shit, that sounded weirdly familiar….

DAVID!

Max literally ran to the source of the sound and opened the door to some kind of side room.

Only to find David almost laying on a desk, trying to push some man away.

There was a moment of silence when everything froze.

David and the male looked at the door and specifically Max. Who had stopped for a brief second to process everything that could happen here.

Then he saw a bruise (hickey) on David’s neck and the tears gathering in the corners of his eyes. After that he noticed the look David was giving him – pleading, helpless and scared.

And in that moment Max attacked, storming forward and pushing the man off David and onto the floor. He gave the man few kicks, but before he could land a solid punch, David stopped him, grabbing from behind.

“Max, stop!”

Max turned to him with fury blaring from his eyes.

“Why?! He hurt you!”

“Just… stop…” David pleaded, voice breaking at the end. He still gripped his shirt tightly between his fingers, trying to tug him away from the man who was gathering himself from the floor with quite bruised and bloodied face.

Max stared at David, feeling all his anger dissipating under this gaze. Fuck… He didn’t want to stop, but him acting on his emotions could bring David and this place more problems. Max… Max didn’t want that.

“Okay.” Max said, letting his hand fall limp near his body.

“Thank you.” David said, sending him a warm, comforting smile, even though his eyes told that he was distressed.

After that David politely asked the man to get out. Max personally escorted the man to the back door, threating that if he see the man near David again, he will call the police.

By the way the man was reeking of alcohol. Like really…

Max returned to the staff room to find David trying to gather some papers. His hands were trembling. When he was speaking he wasn’t looking at Max. David asked what Max was doing here and Max answered that he had been searching for his phone when he had heard David.

They went out and Max said that he will walk David back home. David said that he didn’t have to do it, but he kinda looked relieved. When they were near David’s house, he asked Max to come inside for a tea or dinner. Max agreed quickly, but not straightforward, more like he grumbled that he had nothing better to do.

To be honest he only wanted to check if David was alright.

For the whole afternoon David was often touching his neck in the place where the man had left the hickey. Only after they had eaten dinner and were watching TV, Max decided to ask about the encounter.

He found out that David actually knew the man. It was his last ex-boyfriend (Jonathan or whatever) and they broke up due to the other man’s alcohol problems. Max asked if David considered calling the police on him, but David said no, because the man had other problems. Max said that was bullshit, but David only smiled sadly at him and told him to let it go.

Like, bitch, how?

And Max was actually like fucking jealous. He didn’t feel this kind of emotion for a long time, but now it was taking over his whole body. Because how someone so terrible like that drunk man he had seen could still hold a special place in David’s heart, to this point David didn’t want to hurt him!

“Max, are you okay?”

“Do you still love him?” He asked, before his coherent part of the mind caught up with his words.

David looked lost, with his surprised eyes directed right at Max who was sitting on the couch. Then after a second, he put his legs on the armchair and embraced them, swinging back.

“No, I don’t. And I don’t think I could after that.” He mumbled, resting his head on his knees.

And just like that all this jealously slipped away from Max’s brain.

“I’m sorry.”

David chuckled into the material of his trouser and then glanced at Max.

“You apologize a lot nowadays. You really did grow up.” And then he hummed. “Thank you, Max.”

“For what?”

“For helping me. For staying with me. For everything, I guess.”

“I think I should thank you more actually.” Max said after a second, scratching the back of his head and staring dumbly at the TV, so he didn’t have to look at David.

“Why?”

“If it wasn’t for you at Camp I would grow up into a shithead. I don’t know… I still hate Camp Camp, but I guess it helped me not hate life so much? And I don’t know, I met a lot of people there who are… kindaimportantotmerightnow so thanks for everything…” For not giving up on me when other people did, but Max didn’t say it out loud.

“No problem, kiddo.” David mumbled, sending him a radian, kind smile. Even though it was honest, it didn’t fully reach his eyes. However the small spark of fire flickered in it. “I’m glad I could help.”

Then there was silence, until David fidgeted in place for few seconds. He nibbled on his bottom lip and then stole a few glances at Max. The bright light coming from the TV’s screen made him look like a ghost.

Max didn’t push.

But then David spoke anyway.

“Why did you stop coming to Camp Campbell?”

And fuck, Max froze. Because he couldn’t tell David the truth and yet, something inside of Max was telling him that he couldn’t fully lie either. However he didn’t want to tell the real reason – because this way he would have to admit to what he was feelings. And his feelings were still vivid, beating rapidly inside his chest.

“I… can’t tell you.” Max finally said, feeling like a shithead for hiding the truth. But he couldn’t do it, he wasn’t sure if he could even force the words out of his mouth.

David looked mournful after hearing this response, but he tried to hide it behind yet another soft grin.

“Okay. You don’t have to tell me, if you don’t want to. It’s just… I missed you.”

Max missed David too, but he can’t say it out loud. He would show David that he had emotions. Yuck!

So he only grumbled something in response, glancing away from the man.

But while exiting Max told David that he want to tell him the truth one day. David said that he will wait. Then Max also told David to call him if he ever wanted to talk. David looked surprised, but then thanked him one more time, still with that sincere look.

Max thought that David would jump back into his usual cheerful self quite quickly, but it looked like this wasn’t the case. When Max messaged him, he often didn’t add his smiley faces. And then when Max had visited him to pick up LS he was still looking perturbed. Not to mention the hand was still moving to his neck, whenever David thought no one was watching.

But Max was watching.

Even Little Star noticed it and asked Max if he knew what had happened with her favourite teacher. Max knew, but he told her that David needed some time to think.

But Max couldn’t stop himself from thinking about what he could do to help – something that was quick and didn’t need much planning and something that could make David’s stop worrying over life.

Answer was one and simple.

Alcohol. But would David be up for some casual night of drinking?

Was Max up for some casual night of drinking? After those finals? Definitely. He needed some alcohol.

You shouldn’t do it – said some voice inside his head, but it was small and timid, so Max paid it no mind, because the other part of his brain was already buzzing with endorphins after the idea formed inside his head.

And under the influence of a sudden urge he grabbed the phone and messaged David if he had some free time tomorrow (Friday) to hang out and drink?

He didn’t have to wait long for a reply.

Sure, it sounds like fun :) :) :)

Max smiled at his phone, even though he still could hear a faint echo of a voice whispering behind his ear.

He was going out tomorrow with David for a night of drinking.

What could possibly go wrong?

The answer is: everything.

Because due to his bad mood David drank a lot.

And Max… Max did too.

What happened next… well, you can probably already guess ;)?

When will next Part appear? Idk, because I’m working on three small chapters that happen immediately after Part 5. So stay tuned and safe, guys and gals! <3

[phipiohsum475]

Motivation

I have none, so I am hoping you can help. I’m putting down all my wips, by either posting the link on AO3, or posting a paragraph if I’ve haven’t started publishing it.

Reblog this with which number(s) you’d like to read more of, and for each reblog, I’ll add a sentence to that wip. 

Pride of Place 

Monkey’s Paw

Today’s Adventure: Dogwood

Mr Tumnus, Lead the Way (Johnstrade): Greg turned to John slowly, lowering his head and raising his brow, “You-“ he laughed, “You think he wouldn’t be able to get off, if it was a guy sucking him off?”John nodded simply, “Well, yeah. He’s straight.”“Oh, dear sweet John,” Greg chuckled, “Bet you twenty quid I could blow a straight guy off.”John laughed, “If anyone could, it’d be you. But you’d have to find someone first.”“A straight guy? In this room? I wonder who that could be?” Greg smirked and winked.

Trickster Johncroft:  “Oh lovely,” John groaned sarcastically from his chair, glaring at Sherlock over his newspaper. “Because that’s how I’d hoped to spend my Saturday, at a masquerade ball with loads of blue blooded toffs who’ll take one look at me and sneer. No, thank you.”

Consensual Somnophilia Johncroft: Mycroft opened the invite with silence; he’d had the door well oiled and the frame solidly restored. The plush rug that kept the chill of London nights from seeping into John’s feet served its secondary purpose of further disguising his own footsteps. There wasn’t a gift at Baker street that didn’t serve dual purposes, if not many more.John lay on his stomach, the tan from his service all but faded. His strength hadn’t; Mycroft could still see the soft definition of his shoulders and back. His chasing after Sherlock kept him fit, but he still bore the signs of a man no longer at war. On the nightstand stood a small bottle of anti-histamines, and Mycroft smiled wolfishly. John would be in a nice, deep sleep tonight.

john/mycroft/sherlock ABO:  Even with the car Mycroft had sent, it took twenty-three minutes to arrive at Mycroft’s house once John had received his text. And even then, once he’d opened the door, John realised that Mycroft had already waited far too long. His cloying scent was as thick as Kandahar heat, and he could hear weak moans coming from the sitting room. Mycroft must not have even been able to make it to his own bedroom before falling victim to the barrage of his increasingly tyrannical heats.

Sundae Special (Stripclub Johnlock):  But then, his brain rationalised, wasn’t the whole point of stag and hen parties to surround yourself with desire and temptation, but still remain faithful? To demonstrate that you couldn’t be swayed from your love, regardless of whatever illicit sins whispered in your ear? Gayle had split a stack of ones between them to slip into g-strings and garters. If a few made their way into slacks Liam was poured into, what difference did it make?  None, John decided. None whatsoever.

Roommates ColdFlash: “Hello, young man. I am Colonel Gearson with the United States Army and I have to ask you a few questions regarding activities our personnel may or may not have been involved in.”“Yeah, that���s like, all the activities then, isn’t it?” Axel narrowed his eyes, keeping the front door open a measly six inches or so.“Excuse me?”“I mean, activities that your personnel may or may not be involved in? That’s every activity in the world. And time. And space. I don’t have time for that many questions, kay? Bye now.”

Proposition 1 (ColdFlashWave): “You see, Flash, we called you here to offer you a,” Cold paused for effect, “-proposition, of sorts.” Barry laughed, “Propositioning me? I didn’t think I looked that good in this suit. You think you could handle me?” “You do and I can.” Cold deadpanned, then added, “Especially with Mick’s help.”

Johniarty DubCon: "No need to be shy," Jim rocked against Watson's arse, who gave another startled half moan. "I've been watching you, Johnny. For weeks. I've seen where your eyes wander, who your arms wrap around, how you retreat at the last minute, to your frustration. I know what you want... what you need."Watson slowly responded to Jim's movements, rolling his hips in tune, though Jim was fairly certain it was still subconsciously. Jim leaned in closer and gave his observations in a seductive whisper, "You want to be taken, to be fucked, to be dominated."

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Experiment #3 - Request

Requested by anon:  okay okay experiment part two is making me want to SIN SO BAD, so I've got request! Sherlock is investigating a case about sex workers who ended up dying, but instead of them being tied up and tortured for the murderers fun, it's because the murderer is just hella kinky and kills his victims after. Sherlock can't wrap his mind around kinks and asks his assistant (Y/N) to help show him???? If that makes sense??????

Pairing: Sherlock x reader

Word count: 2,424

Warnings: Smut (Bondage, unprotected, rough)

A/N: Not only is this for Sequel Friday but also because I believe we all need a smutty week-ending. ;)

Enjoy!

| Experiment #1 | Experiment #2 |

Sherlock was at his seat, with his blue eyes glued to his phone. (Y/N) was sitting at the victim’s chair, with her laptop on and doing some research. John was at his seat, staring awkwardly at the two of them.

“So…” John spoke, “You’re fine?”

“Yes.” Sherlock and (Y/N) replied in unison.

“No tension or anything?” John continued.

“Nope.” (Y/N) popped the last syllable.

“Oh, that’s great.” John nodded.

“I don’t get why the killer would tie them.” Sherlock complained, “He had them right there, why would he tie them? Did they try to run away?”

(Y/N) giggled and Sherlock snapped his head to look at her. With a cocked eyebrow, he silently asked her for an explanation.

“You really don’t know what fetishes are, do you?” She inquired playfully.

“It’s a sexual fixation… What does this have to do with the killer?” Sherlock fumed.

“The killer is a kinky bastard.” Watson stated and (Y/N) nodded in agreement.

“It doesn’t make any sense!” Sherlock roared, dropping his phone to the coffee table and throwing his hand up.

“It also didn’t make any sense to you that someone could be aroused by…”

“SHUT UP!” Sherlock commanded and stormed to his room without allowing neither (Y/N) or John to argue back.

-

After a few hours of dead silence and a few awkward comments, Mary called John to go pick Rosie from Molly’s house, and so the doctor left without saying good-bye to Sherlock.

(Y/N) continued working, hoping that Sherlock would go out of his room after noticing Watson had left; but he didn’t. She searched a lot about the placed from where his victims had been hired, she created a pattern over that, and she even found a few suspects. However, her mind still wandered, and her body begged her to go check up on Sherlock.

She tried her best to concentrate on the case, but her desire was stronger and so she left the computer at the desk and walked to his bedroom’s door. She knocked three times, waiting for a reply that never came.

“Sherlock?” She asked softly, “Watson left two hours ago. You can come out now… I… I found something that might interest you.”

“I can’t come out.” Sherlock replied bitterly.

“Please, don’t be such a child. He’s gone; it’s just you and me now.” She beamed flirtingly. She heard Sherlock sigh heavily.

“I literally can’t come out.” He said, “Go on, and open the door.”

(Y/N) hesitated a bit before finally obeying. She opened slowly, only to find out that Sherlock had a wrist tied to the bed’s headboard. She gasped and supressed a giggle, covering her mouth with both hands.

“Laugh all you want.” He rolled his eyes.

“What did you do?” She inquired, as she approached him to try and untie him.

“I wanted to understand but, apparently, I’m a magnificent knot-tier and got myself trapped.” He explained angrily.

“Sherlock Holmes, you never fail to impress me.” She chuckled, and Sherlock smiled shyly. “This is actually an amazing knot, but…”

“But?” He looked up at her with full concern.

“We want to understand the kink of the tier, not the tied.” She explained.

“I couldn’t… I couldn’t ask you to do such thing.” He confessed.

“I’m sure John would have been unimpressed.” She replied nonchalantly and Sherlock felt the knot loosening a bit.

“No…” He shook his head, “It’s too… It’s not appropriate.”

“Science is science, appropriate or not.” She spoke.

“Does that mean you are letting me tie you?” He inquired carefully.

“Only if you promise not to do such a difficult knot… It would be a nightmare to be trapped for so long.” She joked.

“Tell me about it… It’s been Hell.” He snapped back, and they both fell into a short giggle.

(Y/N) struggled to untie him, but she eventually did it. During the process, Sherlock couldn’t help but to let his gaze wander all over her factions. Her hair, her scrunched nose, her red lips, her focused eyes… She was a master piece, and Sherlock felt a bit concerned about their further experiment because he didn’t want to hurt her.

-

“Are you sure about this?” He asked. They were face to face, standing beside the bed in which several ties and ribbons had been carefully placed.

“I trust you.” She assured him.

Sherlock nodded and held her waist softly. “If I hurt you in any way…”

“I’ll shout John’s name.” She finished.

“John’s name?” He inquired.

“I’m sure if I do you’d stop right away.” She chuckled and Sherlock breathed out a giggle in response.

He had picked the softer ties, just to make it more comfortable for her. He took one and, before he tied it around her wrists she slapped his hands away.

“You really don’t know a single thing about this.” She smiled playfully, “It would be dumb to tie me with clothes on. How would you remove them then? And don’t dare to suggest cutting it because that won’t happen.”

Sherlock clicked his tongue and nodded, placing the tie back in bed. “I’m so glad this is team work.” He said, before he turned her around, pressing her back against his chest.

“Mr. Holmes.” She whispered seductively.

“Ms. (Y/L/N).” He replied back, whispering directly into her exposed ear. One of his hands remained around her waist while the other unzipped her dress like a professional.

Because it was cold, her skin shivered inch by inch at the metal zipper went down. Sherlock instantly reacted to the picture and (Y/N) could feel him against the bottom of her back. He slid the dress down her body slowly, appreciating ever part of it.

“Sher, this is supposed to be…” She couldn’t find the words. She understood the roughness in the killer’s act, but was surely enjoying Sherlock’s carefulness.

“Shhh…” He commanded softly, “Science must be done correctly, and should never be hurried.”

With expert hands, he got rid of her brassiere in less time than before. “You’re starting to master it.”

“Practice makes perfect.” He replied cockily.

“We should practice more often then.” She flirted and could hear Sherlock smiling.

In a fast motion, Sherlock spun her around once more; he took a tie from the bed and placed it over her mouth.

“Enough chit-chat.” He whispered. (Y/N) had a fire in her eyes that made him go weak by the knees, yet he kept the dominant pose.

He pushed her back in bed swiftly, and once she was laying right in the middle, Sherlock started tying her wrists to the headboard.

He made sure that no knot was too tight and that her hands were in the right position not to get hurt.

She was fully exposed and vulnerable to him, and in said vulnerability he found himself drooling over her. Every bit of skin, every curve, every edge, every freckle… It was all his to do as he wished. At least that was what they had agreed at some point.

Sherlock was frantic, yet scared. He knew the kind of man he could become when given a bit of permission over a woman’s body, and he didn’t want to scare her away or worse: hurt her. However, she was a tough woman that could beat a criminal without second thoughts, and so Sherlock trusted her to keep up with him.

She was expectant, wanting Sherlock to release his true self. He started taking off his shirt, button by button, teasing her. (Y/N) squirmed on her place, unable to contain herself from expressing her thoughts through body language.

Sherlock gave her a sly smile after noticing her need. He finished undressing and climbed the bed, caressing her whole body on his way up. (Y/N)’s breathe hitched at his contact, instantly reacting to him like a memory sensor. They had started to become familiar with each other’s body.

He kissed her jaw, and neck and collarbones softly before moving down to her nipples, where he took his time to tease her. She tried to touch him, forgetting about her restrains. Sherlock chuckled at the sight of her hands curling around the knot in desperation.

“No cheating.” He whispered over her skin. (Y/N) groaned in frustration but obeyed.

Sherlock played with her body for a bit more, teasing her. He would kiss her, nibble, bite even, making sure not to leave marks. She was getting frustrated, and worse of it all was that she couldn’t even say it.

Sherlock noticed and gave up. He moved back up, over her and (Y/N) instinctively spread her legs under him. Sherlock smiled cheekily and aligned himself to her entrance. She was ready for him, she needed him; it had been too much teasing and now she desired to get her release.

He pushed himself deeply inside her. She arched her back and moaned – the sound was opaque due to the tie around her mouth, but it had the same effect on Sherlock – and so the detective took that as his cue. She was taking him so well, stretching perfectly around him.

It was risky, but it had to be done. Sherlock pulled back and then pounded into her roughly. (Y/N)’s head fell back on the pillow as she moaned once again. She had started pulling from the knot that tied her to the bed, but they were so well made that they didn’t untie.

It was maybe her desperation, or the quick arousal to his movements, but something about her in that exact situation turned Sherlock on in such ways he had never imagined. The submissive role she was playing made him shiver, hardening more and more inside of her with each thrust until he was at his highest.

She was panting as he slammed inside over and over again, he was fucking her senseless. Her brain was so dizzy she could’ve sworn she had a regression to her primal instincts, for she was unable to think clearly.

Sherlock’s curls bounced in front of his face at the same pace of his thrusts. He was sweaty, and his muscles all tensed over her in a sensual way. She needed to touch him, but the impossibility of the action gave her a new sensation – it was definitely having the desired effect.

Sherlock had always been a bossy asshole, but there was something in his current dominance that made her wetter than usual. He was gentle and respectful, yet he was taking her like she was a doll, used only to please him – and she was fine with that.

Sherlock buried himself completely into her. He groaned a blasphemy and moaned, and the sound of him made (Y/N) clench around him. His eyes were shut, but he kept moving. It was brand new, and it was exciting and utterly satisfying for both of them.

“I-I’m…” He couldn’t finish, she knew what he meant.

He thrusted harder and faster into her, hitting that well-known spot over and over again. Her hands looked frantically for the knot. Eventually, her thoughts were washed off by the wave of pleasure that hit both of them.

She got it first, and so her walls clenched as he continued thrusting her out of the orgasm. His got a few seconds after, but even so he continued his work. He wanted to satisfy her completely, no matter how hard it got when he reached his high.

Her moans were so loud by then that not even the tie could supress them anymore. A small tear left her eye as she shut them tightly. Her back arched and her legs trembled. Her hands fisted the ties around her wrists and a loud scream left her lips.

Sherlock came soon after, gripping her waist tightly, pushing her hips closer to his. His head fell to one of her shoulders, and his eyes were closed and he was biting his lower lip. A raspy groaned escaped him, followed by her name.

Once they recovered their breaths and relaxed their muscles, Sherlock untied her. He started with the hands, which instantly fell to his shoulders, and then he untied her mouth. She exhaled a relieved breath and then pulled him in for a kiss.

She had craved it during the whole session. She needed to feel his dry lips against hers and he didn’t argue. They kissed for a long while, and it was just as rough and passionate as sex had been.

“Did the experiment work?” She inquired breathlessly, pulling away just enough to ask before going back to his lips.

“Yes.” Sherlock replied in the same way as her.

They continued to kiss until they fell asleep, right next to the other. It had been one of the best nights in both of their lives, but they had to go back to reality and so they woke up in the morning after hearing Watson entering the flat and calling for Sherlock.

“Sherlock!” He cheered, walking over to his room, “I found a…” He opened the door, “suspect.”

“Really? Who?” Sherlock inquired nonchalantly. (Y/N) was at his side, resting her head over his bare chest.

“Probably one of the frequent customers like: Bob Harlington, Matthew Smith, Will Payne or Ross Cox.” (Y/N) spoke with a raspy voice, without opening her eyes.

“What she said…” Watson mumbled, “Did you…?”

“Deduce it, doctor.” Sherlock dared. Watson looked around, noticing the ties scattered all over the floor.

“I can’t believe you asked her to do this.” John hissed. (Y/N) opened her eyes and breathed out heavily.

“It’s science, John.” She insisted, “Now, please leave, I must put something on.”

“You’re naked under… Yeah, of course you are.” He mumbled and then left the room.

Sherlock giggled at his friend’s behaviour and then focused on (Y/N).

“You spent the night.” He observed.

“You didn’t let me go.” She replied back.

Sherlock didn’t answer but, instead, he crashed his lips against hers into a soft, tender morning kiss.

“Does anything hurt you?” He asked after pulling away.

“No.” She answered.

“Good.” He replied and then kissed her once more, “But I still think it was not appropriate.”

“Make it up, then.” She dared and so Sherlock smiled mischievously before both of them drifted back to the sensual ambience they had started getting used to – without caring that Watson was just at the other side of the room.

Perhaps the series of experiments would end in one big result, after all.

-

“AGAIN!?!” Watson exclaimed, “FOR GOD’S SAKE, SHERLOCK!”

“Cover your ears, John.” Sherlock suggested mockingly.

“OH MY … THAT’S IT, I’M OUT!”

Masterlist.

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The Secret Girlfriend Theory

Before anyone chortles at the title of this, please bear with me.  It’s something that, I think in the ending of the Sherlock series, actually makes sense if I had to dissect his relationships with women (romantically speaking).

Since so many people have enjoyed the “I Love You: A Man’s Perspective” post,  I also had a great talk with my hub about this new theory of mine, and again, his interpretation from a man’s perspective is really interesting.  We also had a very personal talk, which opened my eyes to something I didn’t know about him before.  I’ve asked if I can include it here and he’s totally cool with. He’s also completely amazed that people like our banter, but mostly he likes that it’s opened up new avenues of discussion in the fanbase.  I’ll denote in the post between our views for clarity.

A small disclaimer: this is merely my (and some of my dude’s) own personal view, coming from our own worldviews and experiences. In no way am I writing any meta, thoughts, or opinions that are meant to invalidate anyone else’s reading of the show or characters.  Everyone can have their view and their story, and it’s ok.  These are just ours.  Art and media is open to everyone’s interpretations.

This is another long one folks, so take a potty break now!

In The Final Problem, Sherlock had to say the most painful words he’s had to say throughout this entire series: “I love you.”  What’s worse, he had to say these words in front of the two people he has most wanted to impress in his life: John and Mycroft.  I think them being in the room with Sherlock for this test was highly, highly significant. 

Sherlock has always been like the Wizard of Oz, which I wrote something back a while ago. I’m not sure if I can find it though as I think it was on the end of someone else’s post, but I might be wrong. Anyways, Sherlock make believes he is a larger than life figure in front of literally everyone, but none moreso than John Watson, and his brother Mycroft.  

With John...John is Sherlock’s #1 fan. Sherlock wants John to believe he is the ubermensch.  He’s Superman, literally.  Even Moffat and Gatiss have stated things that lead you to believe they too thought of Sherlock Holmes as a comic book hero. To young boys, he is just that. Sherlock, in turn, thrives off of John’s adoration for him and his skills, he clearly eats it up.  Most immature, childish people crave attention, and Sherlock is the picture of immaturity at the start of this series.  Because of Sherlock’s need for John to see him as this super-intelligent, amazing man, he has to hide a lot of the more ‘human’ aspects that he has deep inside himself.  It’s why John thinks he’s a “machine”, early on.  Sherlock, in effect, cannot let John Watson see how the sausage is made. (no dick jokes now, this is a clean post, you can send me dick jokes later tho)

Next, with Mycroft, it’s very obvious as to why Sherlock hides all his feelings even more around his big brother.  With John, Sherlock is Superman.  With Mycroft, Sherlock is only a child, and he makes this very well known in how he talks to and treats him.  He taunts Sherlock constantly about sentimentality.  He mocks love, he cares nothing for feelings, and he uses the mere notion of Sherlock “feeling” against him.  Any sort of emotion Sherlock has he absolutely cannot let Mycroft become wise to them.  I like to believe that Sherlock actually idolizes his big brother, and loves him deeply (we see in the family videos).  He’d never show it of course, because to show it would mean Mycroft would probably roll his eyes at him and Sherlock, until this point, couldn’t handle that.

Now, let’s take a good look at the women in Sherlock’s life (that we know of) who’ve had even any inkling of romantic or sexual attraction with Sherlock.

Irene Adler.  Even as a Sherlolly shipper to the grave, I will never deny Irene and Sherlock’s very real attraction.  Gatiss has stated Irene and Sherlock were “made for each other”, and he’s right, in a specific way.  BC has stated that he truly believes Sherlock and Irene had a night together (that means sex, to be indelicate about it, heheh) after he saved her. Now, technically that’s not canon, as canon only pertains to what happens on screen.  But, if the actor that’s playing the character has imagined that in the character’s backstory, and is playing that character with that in mind, then I feel it’s so close to canon it might as well be. *shrug*  Anyways...there was an intimate, sexual love affair between Sherlock and Irene...with one very interesting aspect that spans across to other women, later: it was a secret, until now.  More on that later.

Sherlock never allowed John to know that he knew Irene was alive.  Sherlock purposely kept Irene’s existence as a connection to himself as secret from everyone.  From John, to Mycroft, to literally anyone, even Molly Hooper, of course (though I like that Molly never considered it a secret, she deduced it pretty clearly when Sherlock ID’d Irene’s body despite her face being unrecognizable).  We see in TSoT that Irene appears inside Sherlock’s mind, naked, and seductively touching his face.  Irene Adler is a secret, but she is firmly, undeniably still part of Sherlock’s life, his dreams, his lust, his admiration...all of that.  But she is his secret romance. Again, I’ll revisit this in a bit.

Janine Hopkins is up next.  We don’t meet Janine until TSoT, which is also where Irene Adler pops into Sherlock’s mind, AND Molly Hooper is present and shown in contrasting ways to Sherlock more than a handful of times. All three of these women are making a very bold impact in TSoT, which is the episode featuring John and Mary’s wedding.  For me, that is no coincidence.  Mary also is playing a hugely impactful role, but not a romantic one.  Many JLers interpret TSoT and the women in it as Sherlock struggling with his losing John because he’s in love with John. It’s totally fine if you want to see that. For me though, I think it’s the opposite.  We have Irene inside Sherlock’s head, nude.  We have Molly Hooper, who is now engaged but keeping her eyes firmly fixed on Sherlock (not to mention him peeping into the frame from behind as Molly’s kissing on Tom).  And we have Janine who is actively looking to hook up with a man at the wedding. She’s a sexually mature, sexually available woman who has a pretty clear agenda. I rather loved that about J, she’s awesome.  I’ll come back to that with a thought from my hub, later.

Now, Janine and Sherlock actually get on really well. They laugh together, Sherlock tries to impress her a bit, he goofs off with her. They have a really nice rapport, yet still she ends up dancing with someone else at the end of the wedding. We see her with another guy, we see Molly unfortunately chained to ol’ Meat Dagger McGee, Mary dancing romantically with John...and Sherlock goes off, alone...as Molly watches, helplessly. (damn that made me cry) 

In the very next episode, His Last Vow, we see that Sherlock is actually dating Janine.  Most of us knew that it was under false pretenses just because of the canon ACD story where Holmes fakes an engagement.  The important part to notice is that In the first part of the episode, Sherlock has a near meltdown when Mycroft approaches his room, where Janine is sleeping.  He physically threatens Mycroft to get him out of 221B and away from nosing about. He’s hiding a secret.

After Mycroft leaves, Sherlock goes to take a bath, and Janine then comes out of his bedroom, wearing one of his shirts as her pj’s.  John is utterly gobsmacked, reflecting us, the audience, as we’re feeling the same.  Janine then proceeds to act like a typical ‘girlfriend’.  Sherlock eventually comes out of his room fully dressed, and the two put on a show in front of John that looks very normal, despite the audience knowing it’s bull.  I think all of us remember the very awkward kiss Sherlock and Janine share that made all of us sort of recoil, because it felt unnatural.  I know there’s about 10,000 meta pointing out that this means Sherlock is not into women, but I think there may be another reason that kiss was so weird. My hub has a good take on it.  I’ll also bring this back up later.

Near the end of HLV, when Sherlock’s lying in the hospital with his gunshot wound from Mary, Janine visits him there.  Her revenge and her words here now have a new meaning to me than they used to.  She says, “I know what kind of man you are, Sherlock Holmes.”  Then we see the tabloid news paper where Janine has blabbed to the press about her and Sherlock’s highly voracious sexual relationship. “He made me wear the hat!”, one of the headlines says. Sherlock looks really defeated by it all, and Janine says he didn’t have to lie to her, that they could have been friends.

Putting the rest of the series together, Janine’s words, and her “revenge” have a new meaning for me. It lines up with Irene, AND with Molly.  Sherlock Holmes’s private life has never been examined much. If anything, it’s remained very “off screen”. Mark Gatiss and Steven Moffat drew a lot of inspiration for Irene Adler from The Private Life of Sherlock Holmes.  I think that right there is what makes me think Sherlock’s love life was, in the BBC version, “private”.  It’s something he wanted kept out of the public view, his friends’ view, everyone.  It was not for them to know about it, especially considering how closed off Sherlock’s own true heart really was.  It was basically DEAD, as the coffin in TFP represented. 

Now, for Molly Hooper.  Loo Brealey stated in a PBS podcast interview that she got this feeling that there was a lot going on behind the scenes with Molly and Sherlock.  It’s never out in the open, but the way they interact leads you to think there is something there.  We’re not sure what, but it’s deliberately set up to be an ‘are they or aren’t they’ question.  Personally, I found Eurus’s test to give us the definitive answer: they ARE.  The reason I think this is true, is how it was all laid out.  It was made to be A) in front of John and Mycroft, B) the words I Love You had to be said, and they had to be REAL, Molly made sure of that or she wouldn’t have said it back to him (also genius on Eurus’ part), and C) how she told him to say it.  She said, “You say it.  Say it like you mean it.”  This just absolutely smacks of two people who have a “something” together, but neither has actually made it REAL, until now.  Not only were they BOTH forced to make it REAL, but it wasn’t a SECRET anymore. Mycroft knows it, John knows it (fkin finally), Eurus already knew it because she’s a badass queen.  Sherlock is now terrified, the most private part of his life is now out in the open.  The coffin was smashed.  Skadoosh, you have a heart and everyone knows it now, no going back.

I think Molly Hooper has always been Sherlock’s ‘secret girlfriend’ (I know how dumb that sounds but I don’t have a better term) because that’s the way it was supposed to be: out of our view.  Sherlock Holmes doesn’t flagrantly date women like Bruce Wayne, he doesn’t go on publicly identified dates at all (can you imagine the paparazzi).  His heart IS his most guarded secret, and I don’t mean the friendly love he shared with John. That was well out in the open from the first series. It was even featured in the newspaper, which neither was happy about.  No one likes their life blared about and dissected by the public.  Also they’re Holmes and Watson, it’s the most iconic love between two men ever.  No, in this series...Sherlock’s heart was the thing he struggled most to keep under wraps. It’s the thing that he was most afraid of, it’s the thing that made him most vulnerable, it’s the thing he could not risk, not even for us, the viewers! 

Back to some ideas between me and my hub.  

My view of Janine’s revenge was meant to be a huge slap to Sherlock by saying, “Look what I did, I let the public think they’re in on your sex life. I told lies about the most private thing you can do with another person. I made it into a joke.”  Janine made Sherlock’s heart into a JOKE, let that sink in.  

Now, Janine also said she “knew what kind of man Sherlock is”.  This line is hotly debated by fandom as to what that means. I thought that that meant she knew he was a lying shit, and also he didn’t want people to know him, or his private affairs, especially regarding his most guarded emotions. That’s why Janine stuck it to him good.  He made her heart a joke, so she made his a joke right back.  Also, the awkward kiss?  To me, that was so awkward, because Sherlock didn’t love Janine...he loved someone else, he just didn’t know it yet.  I think he was so stiff and weird with Janine because it really wasn’t genuine at all, and it made him feel terrible on some level that he was there, hurting someone else (Molly) by being with Janine. He was betraying the good man Molly thinks he is...big time.  I think that’s also why he didn’t have sex with her.  A lot of people use that as evidence that Sherlock isn’t into women, but in the context of the series as I personally see it, I think he was close enough to Molly at that point that he felt like he’d be betraying her horribly to sleep with another woman.

My husband, who I just talked to this morning about this, has a wildly interesting view of Janine and Sherlock, and why that felt so odd. My hub thinks that Janine scared the pants off of Sherlock.  He has always viewed Sherlock as a normal guy, but also, he’s a nerd.  He is an immature, extremely childish, inexperienced NERD.  He said that a sexually experienced woman who is very comfortable with her appetites for sex probably scared Sherlock shitless.  He said Sherlock is essentially a virgin, despite having most likely had sex with Irene Adler.  He noted that Sherlock and Adler probably only were together after it was on his terms, not hers.  He went to Adler to save her, he was in that control over her at the time, meaning the intimacy they shared was on his terms.  With Janine, however, she held the advantage over him, big time.  My hub also thinks Sherlock was still highly inexperienced with sex, so, that aspect alone would mean he may very possibly avoid being in a situation with Janine where he could come off as a horrible sex partner...much like young guys fear when they have no effing clue how to please an experienced lady. 

My hub also said he feels Janine was Sherlock’s “tantrum”.  He came back from his faked death and everyone had moved on.  He expected John to just whip back into things.  He expected Molly to still be there at his beck and call.  We saw the heartbreaking stairwell scene.  She had moved on from him.  At the wedding, we see Molly looking at Sherlock almost the entire time, and she is staring daggers at Janine as well.  My dude says he feels Sherlock probably saw all this happening and said, “Well fuck it, if they’ve all moved on, heh I can do that, watch me I’m going to make them all so jealous, because I’m a great big fucking child and I can show them *sticks tongue out*”.  So, he tries, but it’s a woeful wreck.  I find this reading insanely cute, and heartbreaking, considering Sherlock even says to Mycroft on the phone, “I’m not a child!”  Yes, you still are, Sherlock. :(

Let’s circle back around to Irene Adler for a moment where I’ll talk about my views first.  I see Irene as Sherlock’s secret romance.  I do believe they had a something shortly after Belgravia, but I don’t think it lasted.  I think it was a short-lived, hot, firey affair in which two people who suddenly came together, and fit sexually and intellectually, clicked like hell.  Irene Adler was Sherlock’s absolute fantasy come to life.  We have all had those people we’ve looked at and just oozed lust for. Celebrities, singers, you name it. We all have our own personal fold-outs. Hell I have a Sherlock standy in my office that my own husband gave to me, LOL!  I’m a lustful cow and Sherlock is hugely sexy to me...but he is also a fantasy.  An image.  Sherlock is not who I’d spend my life with.  Sherlock isn’t going to come home, cook me spaghetti, rub my back, listen to me cry, etc. That man is my husband, who I truly love and loves me back for exactly who I am.  I think, from my personal interpretation, Irene Adler is Sherlock’s ‘standy’.  He does have strong feelings for her, and he always will because he obviously was intimate with her, and I think she was his first “love”.  She’s gorgeous, dangerous, mysterious, smart as hell, and even sexier than she is smart.  She is the ultimate fantasy.  His secret fantasy, which we ALL have.

My hub’s view of Irene Adler is slightly more simple in that to him, she represents Sherlock’s desire, his sexuality.  She is the flesh’s fantasy, in the flesh!  What’s neat though is that she was also highly, highly intelligent, which was also a turn on for Sherlock.  In the end though, Sherlock is already a genius.  Irene was much more about the flesh than the mind, in this particular adaptation.  In the books, Irene Adler was much more of an intellectual foil, so this read on the BBC Adler is very much aimed at sex, specifically Sherlock, and his very obvious interest in sex (and not with men).  My hub and I agree though, that we both think that Irene is who Sherlock thought of for sex...not what he actually wanted in love.  The fantasies we all have, the porn we watch, the fanfic I read, hell...that’s all great fun, but it’s not who we really are inside.  We don’t want our fantasies at the end of the day.  We want love.  We want honesty, softness, common interests, trust, reliability.  Sex is the sprinkles on the cake.  When we’re old and in Depends we want someone who smiles at us like we’re the most beautiful person on Earth.

On to Molly Hooper, and why I believe she was truly Sherlock’s ‘secret love’, his real love.  Molly was there with Sherlock from the very start, and always, always, always shown in a romantic (and even sexual) context.  Even when the writers used her as the butt of jokes, it was still in relation to her love for Sherlock (stuff it with your fake feminism, there’s a point to it).  Her love was ever present.  

Now, Molly was also there when Sherlock behaved at his worst.  She was aware of his moods, his volatility, his childishness, and still she remained strong in the face of that.  She saw his emotions even when he was sure he’d locked them away.  John and Mycroft sure didn’t see them.  Molly really knew what kind of man Sherlock was, only unlike Janine...she was okay with that.  She didn’t like when he was mean, but she corrected him.  She tried her best to help him be better, and he let her do it.  What did John say about Mary?  John said he wanted to be the man Mary thought he was.  Sherlock asked Molly in TRF, “If I wasn’t the kind of man I think I am, would you still want to help me?”  The answer was an unbending yes.  Sherlock allowed himself to be made a better man in large part thanks to Molly Hooper, not Irene, not Janine.  Mary was the love of John’s life.  What would that make Molly to Sherlock?  To me it’s very clear, maybe it’s my shipper goggles, I won’t deny I love them, but to me the parallels speak for themselves.

Talking to my husband, he said he’s always related heavily to Sherlock, and I had never known why until this morning.  He recalled when we first met, how closed off he was.  He often spouted out random facts and knowledge, so much that my grandma used to call him a “Know It All”. We had a hard time connecting as anything other than friends, because quite frankly, I thought he was cold.  We had a big fight once, and I cried and I said that he never showed emotion.  When I was happy, I wanted him to be happy with me.  When I was sad, I wanted him to understand that I was sad, and to be sad with me.  He was raised in a family where the men were kind of closed off.  Oddly enough he also had wanted to be a forensic pathologist, LOL.  But it took YEARS for him to open up to me, and me to him, cause I’ve had my own horrible childhood woes that have led me to be very scared of intimacy.  YEARS.  People kept asking us if were were a “thing” and we never knew how to address it, until one day he just asked what we were.  It was at that point that we gave it a go, we became a “thing”.  We still had a long, long way to go though. Long story short, we’ve been with each other in some fashion for 17 years.  We’re still learning how to love and to be open.  For men, it’s twice as hard to learn. It takes a long time for them to understand their own feelings, and even then they’ll find new ways to be confused, LOL.  It is human.

I’ve always thought of myself as Molly Hooper; lonely, a little weird, strange interests, plain, and probably no one’s lifetime love.  And now I know my husband has always thought of himself a lot like Sherlock Holmes; lonely, emotionally sensitive but closed off out of fear, often insecure, intelligent with facts but afraid of emotion, having to unlearn aloofness and to be ok with trust.  Forever we were together, but not together.  Everyone sort of saw us and thought maybe we were a thing, maybe we weren’t.  Were we secret lovers and didn’t realize it?  We didn’t even know for ages, until one day, you just open your heart.  After that, you see what happens.  For us, our love for each other doesn’t fit the typical mold.  We’re not everyone else, but we fit perfectly with each other.  Perfectly.

Molly and Sherlock also fit perfectly, especially if you view them as who they really are, as the kind of people they actually are.  He was closed off, a nerd to the 9th degree, not very “normal”, messy, childish, moody, stupid a LOT of the time, and not very popular with anyone.  She was lonely but open, also a nerd to the 9th degree, not very “normal” herself but she didn’t care and didn’t pretend to be, had a sadness in her that she tried to turn into a smile for others, ignored but accepting of it, overlooked by everyone (except by one person), not very popular with anyone yet one person still came back to her time and time again. I find the stairway scene extra telling now, considering it was Molly trying to be “normal”, stating her and Tom have a dog and they go to pubs with friends...then as Sherlock insinuates that not every man she loves can be a sociopath, she whispers to herself, “Maybe it’s just my type”. Girl does not fit into any “normal” mold whatsoever, just like Sherlock doesn’t fit into a mold of any sort.  I love that so much about them, it kills me, because I relate so much.

Molly and Sherlock are like me and my hub.  The secrets that you don’t realize are there, right in front of you.  Sometimes, people don’t even know what they feel.  Sometimes it takes years, a crushing event, hell even a drunk night of Mario Kart and tamales.  You just know when you know that you love someone. It’ll hit you like thunder and it’ll scare the shit out of you.  That’s why I, and my hub, think Sherlock really did mean what he said to Molly, and that he’s known on some level for a very long time that she was the real deal.  She’s not his standy.  Not his foldout.  Not an experiment.

Molly as Sherlock’s real love might have been a secret before, but now she’s real, and his love is real for her too now.  It became real in front of John Watson and Mycroft Holmes, the other two most important people in their circle.  The coffin that Sherlock obliterated in front of them?  That’s the secret being destroyed.  The love is revealed.  Their love may not fit a mold, it may not be the kind of relationship you think of when you think of ‘boyfriend’ and ‘girlfriend’, but it doesn’t have to be like everyone else’s relationships.  These two people fit in their own way, and I think Molly has always, always been okay with that.  Similarly, Sherlock knows she’s okay with that.  Their realness is theirs to make it their own.  You can’t go back to be a secret once you say “I Love You.”  That is as real as it gets.

[yammineyammine]

Yammine: Family Car Feud: Three Generations of RS4 and an RS2 Drag for Wagon Superiority

Over the last 25-ish years, Audi has been refining the model of the Uber-wagon. Starting with the RS2, Audi’s first RS, and rolling right along to the latest RS4, the brand has been working hard on muscle cars that also work as family cars. So which generation is the best?

Well, if you ask CarWow and their now familiar series of landing strip drag races, it’s the B9 RS4. Not simply the fastest of the cars here (it was always going to be) but because reviewer Mat Watson calls it the best RS car Audi has ever made.

Arguing that turbocharged engines just suit RS cars with their unexpected oomph, he says it’s the most comfortable, the best suited for its modern competition, and the easiest to drive very, very quickly.

An unexpected second favorite reveals itself, though. As was perhaps predictable, given above comments, Watson prefers the B5 RS4 to the B7 RS4. Despite being endowed with that seductive 4.2-liter V8, the numb steering and the weight conspire to make it less exciting than the B5.

The B5, although it only has a turbocharged V6, feels manic, hurried, and really good, says Watson.

The RS2, meanwhile, is the big loser in this test. In both the drag races and the speed tests, the RS2 feels its age. With lots of understeer, lots of turbo lag, and distinctly 1994 speeds, it’s just not the easy all-rounder that the later RS4s became. It also is disadvantaged by the fact that it’s an extremely rare and desirable car with only 3,000 miles on the odometer. I don’t want to make too many assumptions, but given the RS2’s easy launches, I suspect that it was being treated with kid gloves in the video. In the rolling race, it shows its true pace a little better.

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do you have any teasing fics? i like all of them but virgin sherlock being teased is sO CUTE.

Hey Nonny!

Ahh, I don’t have any properly TAGGED as such, but I will use this opportunity to post up the next set of Virgin Sherlock fics I have, because you mentioned you like it as much as I do, and I’ve a lot more than I thought I did, so YES, I have Virgin Sherlock fics, and guess what? It’s a Part two!! :D Part one is linked below! I hope you enjoy what I have for you!!

And as always, friends, if you have a virgin Sherlock fic, OR any with teasing John (I think Nonny means “teasing” in the “making fun of” sense, not the “would you just blow me already” sense XD), please feel free to add them!!

VIRGIN SHERLOCK Pt. 2

See also: 

Virgin Sherlock Pt 1

Virginlock (Alexx’s List)

Untouched by KittieHill (E, 3,239 w., 1 Ch. || Kissing, Frottage, Virgin Sherlock, Body Worship, Sherlock’s Scars Mentioned, Masturbation, PWP, Rimming) – Sherlock leaked a lot. John had never needed lubricant. John loved watching it, had once spent an entire afternoon edging Sherlock so he could watch as the thick precome drip, drip, dripped onto Sherlock's belly.

It Isn’t Strange Until You Think About It by ivyblossom (T, 4,596 w., 1 Ch. || For A Case, First Time, First Person John POV) – John tells the truth about how it happened. For some reason, "it's for a case" always seems to do the trick.

My First, My Only, and My Forever by vintagelilacs (E, 6,220 w., 1 Ch. || Post-ASiB, Virgin Sherlock, Pining Sherlock, Sherlock’s Bum, John’s Scar, Sherlock POV, Body Worship, Fingering, Bottomlock, Promise of Forever / Proposals, Misunderstanding, First Kiss/Time, Loss of Virginity, Virginity Kink, Seduction) – Sherlock narrowed his eyes. He was missing a vital piece of data, he was sure. John had been looking at him oddly ever since they left Buckingham Palace, and the ensuing incident with Irene Adler had only exacerbated his erratic behaviour. What was it? Why would he care that Sherlock was a virgin? There was nothing reminiscent of mockery or pity in his gaze. And then it hit him. John Watson was aroused.

Time on my hands by Mildredandbobbin (M, 7,179 w., 1 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Post-S3, One Night Stands, Mutual Pining, Virgin Sherlock, First Time, Sexual Exploration / Discovery, Desperation, Body Worship) – Virginity’s a construct, a concept—what does losing one’s virginity entail for a gay man anyway? Sherlock wants to fill that particular gap in his knowledge but John won’t, can’t, never will assist and there’s only so much desperately unspoken pining even Sherlock can take.

The doctor is in by PlainJane (E, 7,581 w., 1 Ch. || Omegaverse || Sex Therapist, Anal, Hand Jobs, Frottage, Virgin Sherlock) – Sherlock is a young alpha with an aversion to his cycle. John is a gender medicine specialist. Nothing could possibly go wrong... Part 1 of Doctors and detectives

I can’t pretend by Salambo06 (E, 7,692 w., 1 Ch. || Fake Relationship, Victor Trevor, Jealous John, Miscommunications, Bed Sharing, Love Confessions, First Kiss/Time, Anal, BJs) – They had arrived more than a hour ago, and the moment they had walked inside the hotel reception, John had understood why Sherlock hadn’t wanted to come. Two men, posh suits and expensive watches on their wrists, had come to greet them with sharp remarks and badly hidden mockery, and John had seen red. Sherlock hadn’t said anything, mostly ignoring the two men entirely, and without thinking twice about it, John had slid an arm around Sherlock’s waist and introduced himself as his husband.

Sometimes When We Touch by kedgeree (M, 7,755 w., 6 Ch. || Post-TRF, First Kiss/Time, Inappropriate Giggling, Romance, Friends to Lovers, Virgin Sherlock, John Whump, Touching) – John might be touching Sherlock a little more often than is strictly necessary. Sherlock probably hasn't even noticed. Right...?

Just Like That by sussexbound (E, 8,442 w., 1 Ch. || First Time/Kiss, Frottage, Virgin Sherlock, French Kissing, Anal, Emotional Lovemaking, Enthusiastic Consent, Tenderness, Crying John, Bathing/Washing, Insecure John, Toplock) – John doesn’t want to talk anymore. He wants. Oh dear god, how he wants. For the first time in what feels like years he WANTS.

Kintsugi by distantstarlight (E, 14,772 w., 1 Ch. || Post S4, Emotional Hurt / Comfort, Regret / Remorse, Loneliness, Separation, Drug Use, Healing, Protective John, Sad Sherlock, Dev. Rel., Complicated Relationships, Love, Angst With Happy Ending, Sherlock is Called Freak, John’s Penance, Voyeurism, Doctor/Caretaker John, Guilty John, Detox, Fingering, Love Confessions, Cuddling, Slight Non-Con Turns Enthusiastic Consent, Virgin Sherlock) – Sherlock Holmes becomes estranged from the man he had once considered his best friend after John lets him down horribly in public. It seems that the world's only consulting detective will be on his own once again...or will he?

The shape of the world around us by Salambo06 (E, 15,058 w., 5 Ch. || Lumberjack John / Botanist Sherlock, Different First Meeting, John Has a Beard, Light Case Fic, Flirting, First Kiss / Time, Masturbation, Love at First Sight, Horny Sherlock, John’s Bum, Bottomlock, Tenderness, Virgin Sherlock, Pining Sherlock, Shy Sherlock, Sexual Fantasies) – Looking through the bush, Sherlock felt his heartbeat quicken as a man passed in front of him. Sherlock frowned, trying to get a closer look despite the bush. The man was wearing a red plaid shirt rolled up to his elbows, and Sherlock couldn't take his eyes off the man’s arms. Muscular, slightly tanned with golden hairs along his forearms. For some unknown reason, Sherlock found himself imagining them around his waist, holding him tightly. Closing his eyes for the briefest second, Sherlock shook his head. Opening his eyes and looking back to where the man stood only a moment prior, he found himself alone. Great, now his only chance to find his way back to town was gone. “Why are you wearing a suit?”

Out of the Woods by SilentAuror (E, 20,471 w., 1 Ch. || Post S4, Romance, Slow Burn, Flirting, Drunk Sex, Practical Jokes, POV Sherlock, Bottomlock, Possessive John, Pining Sherlock, Frustrated Wanking, Frottage, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, First Kiss/Time, Virgin Sherlock, Love Confessions, Soft Sherlock, Dancing, Bum Appreciation, Hanging out with the Yard) – Sherlock is fairly certain that John has taken to flirting with him of late, but can't be entirely certain of it. At least, not until a case takes them into a forest, along with Lestrade's team and something happens that will change everything about their lives...

The Kepler Problem by kinklock (E, 24,270 w., 1 Ch. || Sci-Fi AU, Alien Sherlock, Space Repairman John, Alien Biology, Horny John) – Working in uncharted space exploration was not as exciting as John had hoped, especially when it turned out to be mostly bot maintenance on uninhabited planets. However, the mystery of the repeated, unexplained malfunctions on planet BAK 2212 might turn out to be exactly the kind of adventure he'd been craving.

A Home for Us by sussexbound (M, 30,581 w., 12 Ch. || Scars, Bedsharing, Grief, Doctor John, Hurt/Comfort, Post-TRF, Implied/Referenced Torture, Sherlock POV, Pining Sherlock, Suicidal Ideation, Heavy Emotions, Clingy Sherlock, Hallucinations, Disassociation, Emotional Turmoil) – He has been on the road for two years, and he is exhausted. He’s almost accepted that he will never see London (John) again—almost. But then there are nights like tonight, where he is weak, and all he can think of is the warmth of the flat they once shared, the crackle of the fire in the hearth, the teasing smile playing at the corner of John’s lips, the boxes of half-eaten Chinese takeaway balanced precariously in their laps. He aches at the memory of it, at the realisation that it is something he may never experience again.

An Acquired Taste by kinklock (E, 31,059 w., 4 Ch. || Vampires AU || Vampire Sherlock, Misunderstandings, Bat!Sherlock, Pining Sherlock, Humour, Magical Realism, Fluff and Angst, Blood Drinking, Holmes Family, Slow Burn) – At Montague Street when Sherlock was forced to sate his body’s needs, he was at least able to wander about the flat as much as he pleased. At Baker Street, it was mini-bags in a mini-fridge and bedroom confinement.

A Promise Made to Be Broken by PlantsAreNeat (E, 37,018 w., 7 Ch. || Fake Relationship, Pining, Slow Burn, RST, Eventual Relationship, POV Sherlock) – A young John makes an ‘if we’re still single at 40, we’ll get together’ pledge to a woman who ends up all wrong for him. She keeps reminding him of the promise, and won’t let go of it. John asks Sherlock to pose as his boyfriend at a family wedding, so as to dash her hopes permanently. Sherlock, who has at last acknowledged his feelings for John, reluctantly agrees despite knowing how painful it will be to ‘have’ John, but not keep him.

Only To Be With You by SinceWhenDoYouCallMe_John (M, 40,768 w., 4 Ch. || Black Mirror / Future AU || Character Death, Future Technology, Sickness/Cancer/Illness, Heavy Angst with Happy Ending, First Person POV John, Pining John, Heart-Wrenching Angst) – I tell myself that next time I’ll come near this same place again. Wait around for the mysterious stranger in his coat to dash past me, hot on the heels of a new criminal in black. I think this all the way back to my Exit, planning where I’ll wait and what I’ll say when I see him. Scheming on how to get his name. It’s only once I reach the Exit Point door that I realize two hours and forty-five minutes have passed, and I realize that this won’t be the last time I Visit. It won’t be the last time at all.

In the Still of the Night by SilentAuror (E, 42,234 w., 1 Ch. || S4 Fix It / Post-S4, Sherlock POV, Angst, Drama, Romance, Virgin Sherlock, Awkwardness, Misunderstandings / Miscommunications, Case Fic, Travelling, Pining) – As locals on the Northeastern coast begin to report UFO sightings, life at Baker Street becomes significantly awkward as John brings up his desire for more than friendship and Sherlock refuses him. They embark on the investigation from the confines of the tiny cottage Mycroft has rented for them, attempting to navigate both the clues of the case as well as their own inability to communicate...

Anchor Point by trickybonmot (E, 49,856 w., 80 Ch. || Truman Show AU || Psychological Drama, Suspense, Slow Burn, Dark Characters / Fic, Alternating First/Third Person, Protective John, Anxious/Worried Sherlock, Tender Moments, Love Confessions, Hand/Blow Jobs, Cuddling, Jealous John, First Kiss/Time) – The world tunes in nightly for Sherlock, the ultimate in reality TV: Sherlock Holmes, a real person with a legendary name, unknowingly lives out his life in a staged setting contrived by his brother. Things get complicated when a retired army doctor joins the show to play the part of Sherlock's closest friend. This fic borrows its concept from the 1998 film, the Truman Show. However, you don't need to have any knowledge of the movie to enjoy this story.

The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse by SilentAuror (E, 50,635 w., 1 Ch. || Post-S4/S4 Divergence, Case Fic, For a Case / Reverse Fake-Relationship, Conferences, Marriage Equality, Travelling / New York, Pride, Homophobia, Bottomlock, Marriage Proposal, John POV, Sexuality, Love Confessions, Emotional Love Making, Public Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, Passionate Kissing, Needy/Clingy Sherlock, Virgin Sherlock, Touching / Hand Holding, Bed Sharing, Little Spoon Sherlock, Intense Orgasms) – John and Sherlock go to New York to attend a conference run by the National Defence of Traditional Marriage Coalition in order to investigate the potential bombing of the annual Manhattan Pride parade. As the conference unfolds, John finds himself repulsed by the toxic ideology being presented, which becomes relevent to his own unacknowledged issues and his friendship with Sherlock...

Never Change a Running System by Lorelei_Lee (E, 54,246 w., 18 Ch. || Pre-TRF, Romance, Humour, Drama, Sex Toys, Anal, Rimming, Masturbation, Frottage, Blow Jobs, Public Sex, First Kiss / Time, Virgin Sherlock / Loss of Virginity, Accidental Voyeurism, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Experiments, Naive Sherlock, Pining Sherlock, Jealous Sherlock, Possessive Sherlock, Straight With an Exception John, Hand Jobs) – Sherlock discovers his sexuality – with far-reaching consequences for John.

The Thing Is by TSylvestris (E, 56,743 w., 21 Ch. || Case Fic, Dev. Rel., Anal/Oral, Blow Jobs, Meddling Mycroft, Drama, Romance, Humour, Casual Encounters, Pining Idiots, Possessive Sherlock, Orgasm Delay, Rough / Alley Sex, Public Sex, John Whump, Drugged John, Emotional Love Making, Awkward Relationship, Marriage of Convenience, Switchlock, BAMF John) – The problem with living with Sherlock, John thought, was that you never, never, ever knew the significance of anything. Like your flatmate's nose buried in your hair. Whilst you're in bed. Part 1 of Nitroglycerine

The Book of Silence by SilentAuror (E, 60,056 w., 2 Ch. || S4 Fix It / Post S4, Virgin Sherlock, Rosie / Parentlock, Domesticity, Fluff, Praise Kink, Sex Toys, First Person POV) – As spring blooms in London, John and Sherlock begin to take new cases and cautiously negotiate this new phase of life with John living at Baker Street again. Despite how well it's all going, John struggles to forgive himself for the way he treated Sherlock following Mary’s death as well as trying to figure out how to finally put his long-time feelings for Sherlock into words. Part 1 of The Book of Silence/Rosa Felicia

Just To Hold You Close by sussexbound (E, 70,841 w., 18 Ch. || Alternate First Meeting, Sherlock POV, ASD Sherlock, PTSD John, Demisexual Sherlock, Bisexual John, Cuddling/Snuggling, Platonic Cuddling, Enthusiastic Consent, Bed Sharing, Love Confessions, First Kiss/Time, Sexual Tension, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Cuddle Negotiations, For a Case Until It Isn’t, Hair Petting, Sexual Negotiation, Anxiety, Trust Issues, Slow Burn, Panic Attacks, Frottage, Hand/Blow Jobs, Referenced Self Harm / Abuse / Suicidal Ideation, First Kiss/Time, Anal) – When a woman is murdered and the last person to see her alive is recently invalided army vet turned reluctant (and prickly) professional cuddler, John Watson, Sherlock Holmes is pulled into a world of intimacy and intrigue he never could have imagined. John is a conundrum and mystery: frank yet reserved, tender yet angry, open yet afraid. Sherlock is instantly drawn into his orbit, and begins to feel and desire things he never has before.

The Bells of King's College by SilentAuror (E, 64,019 w., 5 Ch. || Post-S4, Missed Opportunities, Angst with Happy Ending, Fake Relationship, Case Fic, John POV, Jealous John, John in Denial, Travelling / Holidays, Virgin Sherlock, Wedding Proposals) – It's only been two weeks since Eurus Holmes disrupted their lives when Mycroft sends John and Sherlock to Cambridge to pose as an engaged couple at a wedding show in the hopes of solving six unsolved deaths...

The Vapor Variant by 88thParallel (CanadaHolm) (M, 72,684 w., 18 Ch. || Post-THoB, John Whump, Protective Sherlock, Guilty Sherlock, Anxious/Worried Sherlock, Virgin Sherlock, Angst with Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, PTSD John, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, Suspense, Virus, Sickfic, Big Brother Mycroft) – They stood face to face in the middle of a clearing. The dim light of the moon barely allowed Sherlock to see the glassy terror in John’s eyes and the sweat that glistened off his forehead. His nose was bleeding again, blood dripping in a slow stream from his right nostril. They were both gasping for air, John’s eyes locked on Sherlock’s. There was no recognition there, just wild animal fear. Time stood still for an eternal few seconds, and Sherlock took a shaky breath. “John—”Spell broken, John spun and bolted back into the woods. Still heaving for air, Sherlock took off after him.

The Wedding Garments by cwb (E, 105,390 w., 36 Ch. || Alternate Future AU || , Alternate First Meeting, Dating / Arranged Marriages, Romance, First Kiss/Time, Heavy Petting, Cuddles, POV Sherlock, Virgin Sherlock, Idiots in Love, Slow Burn / Falling in Love / Dev. Rel., Nervous/Anxious Sherlock, Jealous/Cranky, Hiking, Vacation Homes / Honeymoon, Sherlock’s Family, Horny John/Sherlock, Patient John, Massages, Hand Jobs, Assassination Plots, Hand Jobs / Oral Sex) – This is the story of a young consulting detective who wants nothing to do with marriage and an army doctor who wants to find true love. It's 2020 post-Brexit England and the British government is encouraging arranged marriages. Candidates meet through state-run agencies and date in hopes of finding love (and tax benefits). Sherlock doesn't need or want a spouse, at least not until John Watson shows up. Hesitant to give in to his more carnal urges because of the way they derail his mind, how will Sherlock progress toward the more intimate aspects of a relationship? The answer lies in a very special wedding gift.

The Adventure of the Silver Scars by tangledblue (NR [M], 142,458 w., 41 Ch. || S3 Fix-It, Post-HLV/ Post-TAB / Canon Compliant, Case Fic, No Baby, Angst, Humour, UST, Slow Burn, Angry John, Reconciliation, Not Nice Mary / Leaving Mary, Dependent Sherlock, Pining Sherlock, Caretaker John, Fist Fights, It’s An Experiment, Virgin Sherlock, Dancing, Drugging, John Whump, Pet Names, Sherlock’s Mind Palace, Scars) – It’s been thirteen months since Mary shot Sherlock and John finds he’s still pissed off about it. Sherlock had thought everything was settled: John and Mary, domestic bliss. But when John turns up at Baker Street with suitcases, the world’s only consulting detective might not be prepared for the consequences. A new case. Some old scores to settle. Certain danger. Concertos, waltzes, and whisky.

Proving A Point by elldotsee & J_Baillier (E, 186,270 w., 28 Ch. || Me Before You Fusion || Medical Realism, Insecure John, Depression, Romance, Angst, POV John, Sherlock Whump, Serious Illness, Doctor John, Injury Recovery, Assisted Suicide, Sherlock’s Violin, Awkward Sexual Situations, Alcoholism, Drugs, Idiots in Love, Slow Burn, Body Image, Friends to Lovers, Hurt / Comfort, Pain, Big Brother Mycroft, Intimacy, Anxiety, PTSD, Family Issues, Psychological Trauma, John Whump, Case Fics, Loneliness, Pain) – Invalided home from Afghanistan, running out of funds and convinced that his surgical career is over, John Watson accepts a mysterious job offer to provide care and companionship for a disabled person. Little does he know how much hangs in the balance of his performance as he settles into his new life at Musgrave Court.

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44 Fabulous Female Celebrities Hairstyles

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44 Fabulous Female Celebrities Hairstyles

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When it comes to celebrity style, there is a lot out there. We have carefully selected these 44 fabulous female celebrities hairstyles just for you. Prepare to be inspired!

1. Adele’s Big Curls

If you love big hair, then Adele’s look is for you. The soft side swept layers, and major volume are enviable. Adele has a red hair color that is soft and not so bright that it is too much for a lot of different skin tones.

2. Alyssa Milano’s Long Layers

A simple yet stunning use of layers is what this style is all about. A center part gives this a girl next door looks that a lot of women will look gorgeous with.

3. Avril Lavigne’s Tri-Color Hair

Avril stays true to her rock and roll roots with blond and long brown layers with just a hint of hot red in the bangs area. This is a daring look, but if you want edgy style, then it can be really pretty. Hair extensions can help you out in the length department, and you can add hot color streaks using clip in extensions if you don’t want to commit to long-term color changes.

4. Blake Lively’s Classic Half Updo

Now here is a look that you can get with a lot of different hair lengths. Simply put part of your top hair into a pony tail, and you have it. Curly haired girls may need some help combating frizz to get this look to work well for them.

5. Carmen Electra’s Long Blonde Multi-Faceted Curls

This is a bit more of a glamorous look then some might want but if you want to show off a lot of gorgeous hair then try out this ultra feminine look. Carmen no doubt gets some help with quality human hair extensions so don’t feel bad if you are having a hard time getting hair super long.

6. Carrie Underwood’s Side Swept Bangs & Beach Waves

This messy long look is stylish and sexy and goes with any look. You can get the same look with other hair colors by asking for some subtle highlights and lowlights to add depth and dimension to dull hair color

7. Christine Grimmie’s Scene Hair

We love the scene look, and Christine Grimmie’s Blue and Green Black razor cut layers are just gorgeous. If the color is not for you, then you should still consider the haircut itself. You can also get streaky hair color in a more natural shade.

8. Demi Lovato’s Long Vampire Red Curls

The edgy red color is not a red that is found in nature, but it looks fabulous and brings together this look that will be sure to knock their socks off!

9. Emma Stone’s Bob

There is a lot of different colors mixed in with Emma’s look. To get this get shoulder length hair with very straight cut thick bangs. This is a simple yet seductive look.

10. Emma Watson’s Waves

Ms. Watson has come a long way since Harry Potter fame. With this look, she proves that you can do a lot with a simple side swept wavy bob.

11. Gennifer Goodwin’s Pixie Cut

The pixie cut may not be for everyone, but Gennifer shows that it can work for some. Her eyes are portrayed beautifully thanks to this look. Some highlights could add extra dimension interest to this style.

12. Gigi Hadid’s Long Spirals

Long yet somewhat loose spiral style curls are extremely appealing and look oh so natural. The the dark blonde color is all her own or it isn’t then who could ever tell?

13. Gwen Stefani’s Hollywood Glamor

Gwen has always been able to rock the vintage glamor look. Her pale complexion pairs perfectly with this curly platinum bob.

14. Heather Locklear

It is rare to find a celebrity that has managed to keep the same iconic style for years and totally own it. Heather’s bangs and long blonde layers are by now a complete classic.

15. Hillary Duff’s Side Swept Long Locks

This look is pretty common, but there is a reason for that. The beachy just got out of bed texture is easy for a lot of women to get and wear.

16. Holland Roden’s Long Wavy Red

Big waves and sweeping bangs to the side are the major facets of this style. Choosing a red shade of hair color can be tricky and Holland chooses a more ginger color.

17. Janet Jackson

Kinky curly hair looks amazing on Janet and those that have the natural curl to pull this off would do well to go with it.

18. Jennifer Lawrence’s Half Up Half Down

Jennifer’s look is great because it is simple yet beautiful. To get the same look just pull the top of hair up into a loose ponytail and secure. Some texturizing spray can help get a bit of wave to your look.

19. Jessica Alba’s Slightly Ombre Bob

This Bob goes from darker to lighter, but the effect is a lot more subtle than a lot of ombre looks. The side sweep adds some extra style.

20. Jessica Biel’s Wavy Center Part Layers

Jessica chooses a casual style with this cut, and it works well for her. We love that this is a simple a style that the rest of us can get.

21. Jessica Simpson’s Golden Bob

Lightest blonde hair and a side sweep combined with smoky eye makeup create a seductive overall look. If your hair is darker, getting this shade of blonde and keeping it can be a bit of a challenge. Regular touch-ups are required.

22. Julia Robert’s Auburn Waves

The auburn waves of Julia Roberts are pretty and approachable. What else would you expect from a woman that has sworn to never get or desiring plastic surgery unlike many of her contemporaries.

23. Kaley Cuoco

The texture of this long and layered look is simply to die for. The side swept bangs and layers are simple and casual, but we can see how this look goes with anything from an evening gown to a dressed-down pair of favorite jeans and a t-shirt.

24. Karen Gillan

This red 1960s flipped out bob is undeniably cute and works well for those that enjoy a vintage look. We love the out of this world deep red color.

25. Katherine McFee

Big layered curls to the shoulders have the volume that many of us only dream of. If your hair is not thick enough or long enough for this look, then consider adding some extra hair in via extensions. You an even get extensions that already have the curl pattern so you get a style quickly and for less money than you might expect.

26. Katy Perry

While many of us are used to seeing Katy with far out there hair, this return to a more normal look is refreshing. To get this level of straightness and shine a lot of us will need some help via deep conditioning treatments or keratin smoothing treatments that offer lasting results.

27. Kelly Clarkson

The contrast between the straight and side-swept bangs along with the cute curls make this a bob that will have you running to your hair stylist for an appointment pronto!

28. Kelly Osbourne

Kelly gets her fun style honest via her rocker Dad and her mother, Sharon. This girl is never afraid to try a different look. This violet beehive style updo makes us want to reach for the Manic Panic right away.

29. Kiera Knightly’s Dark Brown Layers & Caramel Tips

Kiera’s look takes from the trend of having some contrasting hair, even if it is just on the tips. This look is a lovely change from some of her shorter bob haircuts and totally changes her look.

30. Kim Kardashian’s Long Layers & Blunt Cut Bangs

Long black layers and blunt bangs with caramel highlights is one of our favorite looks from Kim. This is a look she is likely to go back to at some point because it is just beautiful.

31. Kristen Stewart’s Messy Long Hair

Kristen does a good job of making even messy hair with visible roots look stylish. Part of it is just how you wear it and the condition it is in. With the current two color trend, hardly anyone notices if hair is more than one shade or if the shades contrast a lot.

32. Lady Gaga’s Platinum Hollywood Glamour

This long platinum look reminds us of vintage films. This super light shade is going to require heavy processing for most of us to achieve. This type of color is best left to a professional that will make sure the right toner is applied to reduce the chance of brassiness.

33. Lisa Kudrow’s Stick Straight Long Locks & Bangs

This long and sleek look suit’s Lisa well and it can serve as style inspiration for a lot of us. This is a lot of hair and that means options when it comes to updos, braids, and more.

34. Mila Kunis’s Center Parted Wavy Long Cut

Mila always seems to have fabulous hair, but this long center-parted look is her base for all of the styles you see. While she chooses to go wavy, this look can be straightened for a glam event on the red carpet or put into an updo with ease.

35. Minnie Driver’s Below The Shoulders Curls

For a look that is approachable for work or a night out, Minnie’s look is a solution. This is a style that can be worn by women of any age for a fabulous look.

36. Nina Dobrev’s Updo

Nina’s princess style updo makes good use of a pretty braided bun. This is not a hard look to get even without going to a stylist and that is just one of the many reasons to love it.

37. Reba’s Red Shaggy Bob

When has Reba not rocked the red locks? This shaggy bob is fun and frames her face perfectly and it can do the same for you.

38. Reese Witherspoon’s Side Swept Golden Curls

Big blonde curls are gorgeous, but this look is for any hair color. While it may look gorgeous this is not a look that is out of range of something you could wear everyday.

39. Rihanna’s Long Curly Balayage

Rihanna is always changing up her look, but we love this long balayage color look on her. There are a lot of hair extensions that can help with this look if you don’t have the length at the moment. To get this look with a different length, ask your stylist to design a custom balayage color for you and add in some waves.

40. Selena Gomez’s Cherry Coke Auburn Long Layers

The color of these layers is enviable and we love the thickness and volume. A body wave or using rollers can help you get this volume as well.

41. Sophie Ellis Bextor’s Long Dark Red Auburn Flip Cut

The 60s are back, and we love it if it means hair trends like this. This gorgeous rich color and smooth style is an ideal look for any occasion.

42. Taylor Swift’s Basic Top Knot & Bangs

The long blunt bangs and simple top knot give Taylor a ballerina or princess quality that is impossible to ignore.

43. Toni Braxton’s Orange Chocolate Layered Curls

The color of Toni’s curls is unique and inspiring. Don’t be afraid to ask your stylist about not so typical highlights that go with your complexion.

44. Vanessa Hudgens’s Long Wavy Hair & Big Braid Crown

Vanessa’s take on the crown braid is gorgeous. Not many styles are seen where the braid is direction on the hairline at the bangs, but it is without a doubt a lovely look.

Having Fun With Celebrity Hairstyles

The female celebrities hairstyles in this article are a lot of fun, and hopefully, you have found some that can work for you. Just remember that even if you cannot get a style with your natural hair, there are a lot of wigs out there that perfectly replicate your desired style. In fact, many of your favorite celebs regularly make use of them so they can change up their look in minutes.

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Inside the Automotive Extravagance of the Chantilly Arts & Elegance Concours

Not far from the bustle of Paris is an idyllic, lake-encircled swath of old world opulence. Chantilly, France is home to a sprawling château, painstakingly manicured gardens, and the Chantilly Arts & Elegance Concours, which descends upon this haven of serenity every September (the 2017 edition runs this weekend), dotting the grounds with an abundance of classic automotive excess, from remarkably preserved turn-of-the-century relics and elegant sleds from the golden age of coach building to 20th century supercars and future concepts.

Chantilly challenges the world’s top Concours d’Elegance— think, Pebble Beach, Villa d’Este, Amelia Island—with an alternate spin on the celebration of classic and vintage automobilia. But does the world really need another high-end car gathering, and can the French newbie compete with the big boys? We embedded into the annual event and rubbed elbows with automotive aristocracy to get the scoop on this historic car gathering and find out.

Posh Proceedings

A world-class concours would be nothing without a strong sense of occasion, and Chantilly is no exception to that unwritten rule. In fact, the guidelines are practically spelled out in the printed program, which includes a rather explicit dress code: “A tight and/or short leather dress won’t make the woman wearing it the most noticeable guest,” the text advises, “neither will a deep cleavage nor nails painted in three different colors.” I witnessed a sloppily dressed fan turned away at the gate, proof that Chantilly’s dress code was not meant to be broken, much in the same way the U.K.’s Goodwood Revival adheres to its mandate of period-correct garb.

That said, Chantilly is closer in mood to Lake Como’s oh-so-Italian Concorso d’Eleganza Villa d’Este than events like The Quail and Pebble Beach, which combine elements of dress-up with a certain sense of California casual. The delta makes sense; Chantilly’s backdrop is Domaine d’Chantilly, a centuries old château that makes Hearst Castle look like a quaint guesthouse.

As the weekend gets underway, cars fill the property by parading past the tranquil waterway and occupying various sections. From rows of natty car club stalwarts like evocative Mercedes-Benz convertibles and midcentury Jaguar sedans to auction offerings that include Bentleys, Porsches, Rolls-Royces and the like, the early arrivals are alluring yet relatively attainable.

However, the main attraction comes Sunday, when a head-turning array of classic exotica makes its way onto the impeccably manicured Le Nôtre Lawns for a dozen or so classes, including the Belles Voitures du Monde (“Most Beautiful Cars in the World”) Concours d’élégance. A black tie-clad crowd assembles on Saturday evening, and a quick survey will reveal familiar faces. In 2016, that crowd included Former Scuderia Ferrari and FIA boss Jean Todt and his wife, actress Michele Yeoh, actor John Malkovich, and sprinter Wayde van Niekerk, who had come fresh off his gold medal winning sprint at the summer Olympics. The glitterati is not surprising; after all, this is automotive event formed by a company that makes watches that can cost as much as half a million dollars.

Exceptional Automotive Eclectica

Chantilly draws a remarkably eclectic field of cars, one that reflects a broad swath of collectors and enthusiasts. Random samplings from last year’s lawn: A row of Schumacher-era Ferrari Formula 1 cars offset by a several 1960s-era Prancing Horse F1 examples; a smattering of Group B rally cars; pre-war beauties from Alfa Romeo, Bugatti, Osca, and Talbot-Lago; a coven of Citroens including a gorgeous 1965 Citroen Henry Chapron-bodied DS19 Majesty Spécial; a row of Zagato-bodied road cars, which were part of a Zagato retrospective.

Manufacturers also peddled their not-so-ordinary wares: Mercedes-Benz Classic brought out its restored 540K Streamliner while the modern division showed off its outlandish Maybach 6 concept; BMW dusted off their Mille Miglia Concept Coupe and their fired up an evocative Bimmer plane with their logo projected onto the prop; Bugatti, McLaren and Rolls-Royce also showed off their latest and greatest.

Motorcycles were on hand too, including a smattering of classic and modern Beemers, the debut of the Zagato-bodied MV Agusta F4Z concept, and Midual’s imaginatively ambitious Type 1 naked bike.

While the spectrum of participants is varied enough to offer something for every classic motorhead, the serious contenders for the top spot are often the same players you’ll find competing at Villa d’Este, Pebble Beach, and Amelia Island—there are only so many places for these one percent of one percent cars to end up. Case in point: 2016’s winner, Jon Shirley’s stunning 1938 Alfa Romeo 8C 2900B Berlinetta by Touring, also took the top prize at the Pebble Beach Concours in 2008.

(Very Expensive) Watch Origins

Chantilly was launched in 2014 by watchmaker Richard Mille, whose horological creations have been worn by athletes like Felipe Massa, Bubba Watson, and Rafael Nadal. Mille’s wristwatches are wonders of advanced engineering that were developed using real world R&D: they are put through the ringer by athletes during training and competition until they break, enabling Richard Mille’s team to find the weak spots in the tiny movements and re-engineer the watch until they’re durable enough to sustain extraordinary forces like the swing of a golfer’s club, the violence of a Formula 1 driver’s track battle, or the snap of a tennis player’s racket.

“I love to do extreme watches for extreme conditions,” Richard Mille told Automobile. “Philosophically, my watches are very complex but they can be worn in any condition. They are not pieces to be put in the safe waiting for the next generation, they’re watches you put on the wrist and you live with.”

As such, Mille demands that a sponsored athlete doesn’t just pose with the watch for podium and PR photos; he or she must wear them while training and competing. Michael Schumacher famously wanted to partner with Mille until he was told he must wear the watch while driving. With that stipulation, the notoriously rigorous racer opted out and stuck to his tradition of only wearing gloves on his hands.

Richard Mille’s watch movements are remarkable exercises in form and function. Nadal’s timepiece, for instance, is so seemingly weightless, it can float in water and enjoys its status as the world’s lightest automatic wristwatch. In a business where the average mechanical (i.e. self-winding) watch is accurate to within 4 to 8 seconds per day, Mille managed to engineer a piece that keeps time to a remarkable 1.03 seconds per month. By using nanotechnology, ultra-low friction finishes, and techy materials like titanium and carbon fiber—many of the techniques you’ll find in a Formula 1 engine—Richard Mille’s watches are remarkably accurate while also being able to sustain as many as 5,000 Gs of force. They can also be dizzylingly expensive; prices for a Richard Mille wristwatch can easily reach into six figures, and offerings top out with three sapphire tourbillon models priced at $1.9 million apiece.

Room For More

Even if you’re a globetrotting bon vivant who regularly makes the rounds at the world’s top automotive events, it’s hard not to become intoxicated by the Chantilly Arts & Elegance Concours experience. Beyond the predictable champagne-sipping, pinkies-out scene, the beauty of being surrounded by exceptional vehicles in this gorgeous setting is seductive for virtually anyone with a pulse, let alone a hankering for automotive extremes. Add Chantilly to your concours bucket list, where you can witness one of the most elegant automotive events the world has to offer. But be sure to pack accordingly; those dress codes aren’t messing around.

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Inside the Automotive Extravagance of the Chantilly Arts & Elegance Concours

Not far from the bustle of Paris is an idyllic, lake-encircled swath of old world opulence. Chantilly, France is home to a sprawling château, painstakingly manicured gardens, and the Chantilly Arts & Elegance Concours, which descends upon this haven of serenity every September (the 2017 edition runs this weekend), dotting the grounds with an abundance of classic automotive excess, from remarkably preserved turn-of-the-century relics and elegant sleds from the golden age of coach building to 20th century supercars and future concepts.

Chantilly challenges the world’s top Concours d’Elegance— think, Pebble Beach, Villa d’Este, Amelia Island—with an alternate spin on the celebration of classic and vintage automobilia. But does the world really need another high-end car gathering, and can the French newbie compete with the big boys? We embedded into the annual event and rubbed elbows with automotive aristocracy to get the scoop on this historic car gathering and find out.

Posh Proceedings

A world-class concours would be nothing without a strong sense of occasion, and Chantilly is no exception to that unwritten rule. In fact, the guidelines are practically spelled out in the printed program, which includes a rather explicit dress code: “A tight and/or short leather dress won’t make the woman wearing it the most noticeable guest,” the text advises, “neither will a deep cleavage nor nails painted in three different colors.” I witnessed a sloppily dressed fan turned away at the gate, proof that Chantilly’s dress code was not meant to be broken, much in the same way the U.K.’s Goodwood Revival adheres to its mandate of period-correct garb.

That said, Chantilly is closer in mood to Lake Como’s oh-so-Italian Concorso d’Eleganza Villa d’Este than events like The Quail and Pebble Beach, which combine elements of dress-up with a certain sense of California casual. The delta makes sense; Chantilly’s backdrop is Domaine d’Chantilly, a centuries old château that makes Hearst Castle look like a quaint guesthouse.

As the weekend gets underway, cars fill the property by parading past the tranquil waterway and occupying various sections. From rows of natty car club stalwarts like evocative Mercedes-Benz convertibles and midcentury Jaguar sedans to auction offerings that include Bentleys, Porsches, Rolls-Royces and the like, the early arrivals are alluring yet relatively attainable.

However, the main attraction comes Sunday, when a head-turning array of classic exotica makes its way onto the impeccably manicured Le Nôtre Lawns for a dozen or so classes, including the Belles Voitures du Monde (“Most Beautiful Cars in the World”) Concours d’élégance. A black tie-clad crowd assembles on Saturday evening, and a quick survey will reveal familiar faces. In 2016, that crowd included Former Scuderia Ferrari and FIA boss Jean Todt and his wife, actress Michele Yeoh, actor John Malkovich, and sprinter Wayde van Niekerk, who had come fresh off his gold medal winning sprint at the summer Olympics. The glitterati is not surprising; after all, this is automotive event formed by a company that makes watches that can cost as much as half a million dollars.

Exceptional Automotive Eclectica

Chantilly draws a remarkably eclectic field of cars, one that reflects a broad swath of collectors and enthusiasts. Random samplings from last year’s lawn: A row of Schumacher-era Ferrari Formula 1 cars offset by a several 1960s-era Prancing Horse F1 examples; a smattering of Group B rally cars; pre-war beauties from Alfa Romeo, Bugatti, Osca, and Talbot-Lago; a coven of Citroens including a gorgeous 1965 Citroen Henry Chapron-bodied DS19 Majesty Spécial; a row of Zagato-bodied road cars, which were part of a Zagato retrospective.

Manufacturers also peddled their not-so-ordinary wares: Mercedes-Benz Classic brought out its restored 540K Streamliner while the modern division showed off its outlandish Maybach 6 concept; BMW dusted off their Mille Miglia Concept Coupe and their fired up an evocative Bimmer plane with their logo projected onto the prop; Bugatti, McLaren and Rolls-Royce also showed off their latest and greatest.

Motorcycles were on hand too, including a smattering of classic and modern Beemers, the debut of the Zagato-bodied MV Agusta F4Z concept, and Midual’s imaginatively ambitious Type 1 naked bike.

While the spectrum of participants is varied enough to offer something for every classic motorhead, the serious contenders for the top spot are often the same players you’ll find competing at Villa d’Este, Pebble Beach, and Amelia Island—there are only so many places for these one percent of one percent cars to end up. Case in point: 2016’s winner, Jon Shirley’s stunning 1938 Alfa Romeo 8C 2900B Berlinetta by Touring, also took the top prize at the Pebble Beach Concours in 2008.

(Very Expensive) Watch Origins

Chantilly was launched in 2014 by watchmaker Richard Mille, whose horological creations have been worn by athletes like Felipe Massa, Bubba Watson, and Rafael Nadal. Mille’s wristwatches are wonders of advanced engineering that were developed using real world R&D: they are put through the ringer by athletes during training and competition until they break, enabling Richard Mille’s team to find the weak spots in the tiny movements and re-engineer the watch until they’re durable enough to sustain extraordinary forces like the swing of a golfer’s club, the violence of a Formula 1 driver’s track battle, or the snap of a tennis player’s racket.

“I love to do extreme watches for extreme conditions,” Richard Mille told Automobile. “Philosophically, my watches are very complex but they can be worn in any condition. They are not pieces to be put in the safe waiting for the next generation, they’re watches you put on the wrist and you live with.”

As such, Mille demands that a sponsored athlete doesn’t just pose with the watch for podium and PR photos; he or she must wear them while training and competing. Michael Schumacher famously wanted to partner with Mille until he was told he must wear the watch while driving. With that stipulation, the notoriously rigorous racer opted out and stuck to his tradition of only wearing gloves on his hands.

Richard Mille’s watch movements are remarkable exercises in form and function. Nadal’s timepiece, for instance, is so seemingly weightless, it can float in water and enjoys its status as the world’s lightest automatic wristwatch. In a business where the average mechanical (i.e. self-winding) watch is accurate to within 4 to 8 seconds per day, Mille managed to engineer a piece that keeps time to a remarkable 1.03 seconds per month. By using nanotechnology, ultra-low friction finishes, and techy materials like titanium and carbon fiber—many of the techniques you’ll find in a Formula 1 engine—Richard Mille’s watches are remarkably accurate while also being able to sustain as many as 5,000 Gs of force. They can also be dizzylingly expensive; prices for a Richard Mille wristwatch can easily reach into six figures, and offerings top out with three sapphire tourbillon models priced at $1.9 million apiece.

Room For More

Even if you’re a globetrotting bon vivant who regularly makes the rounds at the world’s top automotive events, it’s hard not to become intoxicated by the Chantilly Arts & Elegance Concours experience. Beyond the predictable champagne-sipping, pinkies-out scene, the beauty of being surrounded by exceptional vehicles in this gorgeous setting is seductive for virtually anyone with a pulse, let alone a hankering for automotive extremes. Add Chantilly to your concours bucket list, where you can witness one of the most elegant automotive events the world has to offer. But be sure to pack accordingly; those dress codes aren’t messing around.

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Inside the Automotive Extravagance of the Chantilly Arts & Elegance Concours

Not far from the bustle of Paris is an idyllic, lake-encircled swath of old world opulence. Chantilly, France is home to a sprawling château, painstakingly manicured gardens, and the Chantilly Arts & Elegance Concours, which descends upon this haven of serenity every September (the 2017 edition runs this weekend), dotting the grounds with an abundance of classic automotive excess, from remarkably preserved turn-of-the-century relics and elegant sleds from the golden age of coach building to 20th century supercars and future concepts.

Chantilly challenges the world’s top Concours d’Elegance— think, Pebble Beach, Villa d’Este, Amelia Island—with an alternate spin on the celebration of classic and vintage automobilia. But does the world really need another high-end car gathering, and can the French newbie compete with the big boys? We embedded into the annual event and rubbed elbows with automotive aristocracy to get the scoop on this historic car gathering and find out.

Posh Proceedings

A world-class concours would be nothing without a strong sense of occasion, and Chantilly is no exception to that unwritten rule. In fact, the guidelines are practically spelled out in the printed program, which includes a rather explicit dress code: “A tight and/or short leather dress won’t make the woman wearing it the most noticeable guest,” the text advises, “neither will a deep cleavage nor nails painted in three different colors.” I witnessed a sloppily dressed fan turned away at the gate, proof that Chantilly’s dress code was not meant to be broken, much in the same way the U.K.’s Goodwood Revival adheres to its mandate of period-correct garb.

That said, Chantilly is closer in mood to Lake Como’s oh-so-Italian Concorso d’Eleganza Villa d’Este than events like The Quail and Pebble Beach, which combine elements of dress-up with a certain sense of California casual. The delta makes sense; Chantilly’s backdrop is Domaine d’Chantilly, a centuries old château that makes Hearst Castle look like a quaint guesthouse.

As the weekend gets underway, cars fill the property by parading past the tranquil waterway and occupying various sections. From rows of natty car club stalwarts like evocative Mercedes-Benz convertibles and midcentury Jaguar sedans to auction offerings that include Bentleys, Porsches, Rolls-Royces and the like, the early arrivals are alluring yet relatively attainable.

However, the main attraction comes Sunday, when a head-turning array of classic exotica makes its way onto the impeccably manicured Le Nôtre Lawns for a dozen or so classes, including the Belles Voitures du Monde (“Most Beautiful Cars in the World”) Concours d’élégance. A black tie-clad crowd assembles on Saturday evening, and a quick survey will reveal familiar faces. In 2016, that crowd included Former Scuderia Ferrari and FIA boss Jean Todt and his wife, actress Michele Yeoh, actor John Malkovich, and sprinter Wayde van Niekerk, who had come fresh off his gold medal winning sprint at the summer Olympics. The glitterati is not surprising; after all, this is automotive event formed by a company that makes watches that can cost as much as half a million dollars.

Exceptional Automotive Eclectica

Chantilly draws a remarkably eclectic field of cars, one that reflects a broad swath of collectors and enthusiasts. Random samplings from last year’s lawn: A row of Schumacher-era Ferrari Formula 1 cars offset by a several 1960s-era Prancing Horse F1 examples; a smattering of Group B rally cars; pre-war beauties from Alfa Romeo, Bugatti, Osca, and Talbot-Lago; a coven of Citroens including a gorgeous 1965 Citroen Henry Chapron-bodied DS19 Majesty Spécial; a row of Zagato-bodied road cars, which were part of a Zagato retrospective.

Manufacturers also peddled their not-so-ordinary wares: Mercedes-Benz Classic brought out its restored 540K Streamliner while the modern division showed off its outlandish Maybach 6 concept; BMW dusted off their Mille Miglia Concept Coupe and their fired up an evocative Bimmer plane with their logo projected onto the prop; Bugatti, McLaren and Rolls-Royce also showed off their latest and greatest.

Motorcycles were on hand too, including a smattering of classic and modern Beemers, the debut of the Zagato-bodied MV Agusta F4Z concept, and Midual’s imaginatively ambitious Type 1 naked bike.

While the spectrum of participants is varied enough to offer something for every classic motorhead, the serious contenders for the top spot are often the same players you’ll find competing at Villa d’Este, Pebble Beach, and Amelia Island—there are only so many places for these one percent of one percent cars to end up. Case in point: 2016’s winner, Jon Shirley’s stunning 1938 Alfa Romeo 8C 2900B Berlinetta by Touring, also took the top prize at the Pebble Beach Concours in 2008.

(Very Expensive) Watch Origins

Chantilly was launched in 2014 by watchmaker Richard Mille, whose horological creations have been worn by athletes like Felipe Massa, Bubba Watson, and Rafael Nadal. Mille’s wristwatches are wonders of advanced engineering that were developed using real world R&D: they are put through the ringer by athletes during training and competition until they break, enabling Richard Mille’s team to find the weak spots in the tiny movements and re-engineer the watch until they’re durable enough to sustain extraordinary forces like the swing of a golfer’s club, the violence of a Formula 1 driver’s track battle, or the snap of a tennis player’s racket.

“I love to do extreme watches for extreme conditions,” Richard Mille told Automobile. “Philosophically, my watches are very complex but they can be worn in any condition. They are not pieces to be put in the safe waiting for the next generation, they’re watches you put on the wrist and you live with.”

As such, Mille demands that a sponsored athlete doesn’t just pose with the watch for podium and PR photos; he or she must wear them while training and competing. Michael Schumacher famously wanted to partner with Mille until he was told he must wear the watch while driving. With that stipulation, the notoriously rigorous racer opted out and stuck to his tradition of only wearing gloves on his hands.

Richard Mille’s watch movements are remarkable exercises in form and function. Nadal’s timepiece, for instance, is so seemingly weightless, it can float in water and enjoys its status as the world’s lightest automatic wristwatch. In a business where the average mechanical (i.e. self-winding) watch is accurate to within 4 to 8 seconds per day, Mille managed to engineer a piece that keeps time to a remarkable 1.03 seconds per month. By using nanotechnology, ultra-low friction finishes, and techy materials like titanium and carbon fiber—many of the techniques you’ll find in a Formula 1 engine—Richard Mille’s watches are remarkably accurate while also being able to sustain as many as 5,000 Gs of force. They can also be dizzylingly expensive; prices for a Richard Mille wristwatch can easily reach into six figures, and offerings top out with three sapphire tourbillon models priced at $1.9 million apiece.

Room For More

Even if you’re a globetrotting bon vivant who regularly makes the rounds at the world’s top automotive events, it’s hard not to become intoxicated by the Chantilly Arts & Elegance Concours experience. Beyond the predictable champagne-sipping, pinkies-out scene, the beauty of being surrounded by exceptional vehicles in this gorgeous setting is seductive for virtually anyone with a pulse, let alone a hankering for automotive extremes. Add Chantilly to your concours bucket list, where you can witness one of the most elegant automotive events the world has to offer. But be sure to pack accordingly; those dress codes aren’t messing around.

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