#since i first saw your face

[forever-1895]

How Since I First Saw Your Face was made:

A jugful of Holmes pining for Watson like there's no tomorrow and being HORRIBLY lovesick

A jugful of Watson pining for Holmes like there's no tomorrow and LOVING Holmes

A bowlful of Victorian society's homophobia

A bowlful of historical figures who were queer

A bowlful of angst

A sackful of Holmes solving cases with his smarmy brain and hot friend and associate, Dr. Watson

A sackful of crazily well researched history and politics

A pound of Watson being the most benevolent of angels to the poor, weak or injured

A few packages containing Moriarty, Adam Worth, Milverton, Labouchere, Moran, (even Inspector Gregson) and much more being little shits

A packet of Lestrade & Mycroft being amazing

A packet of Holmes trying to get over his drug addiction

A world of Holmes & Watson being unconditionally devoted to one another

Read the fic here:

also, @artemisastarte, love you and your work - now where's pt 19? - hope you're doing well 💗

[hattersarts]

have i ever fully watched or read an acd era story? no. will that stop me from being menaced by them? also no.

[forever-1895]

And it has updated 💜! Gorgeous illustrations, and poor Watson, how very ill he looks. Ah, well, at least he gets lots of rest in the care of an awkward but well-meaning and affecton-overflowing detective!

"I had been working for some months before I succeeded in perfecting the formula: a few crystals of sodium, not potassium, chloride, and a quantity of glacial acetic acid proving to be the correct combination. Pyridine I had tried, of course, instead of the acetic acid, but it was less reliable, and only the most reliable of tests would do for me. It was important, too, that the test proved the presence of only human, not animal, haemoglobin. As I watched the reaction occur for the fourth time that morning, my mind was suffused by the keenest of pleasures: a pure, a delicate, mental, nay, cerebral, joy. A joy which, I believed, would always surpass in quality the lesser joys of the flesh in just such a measure as the tone of my own violin, its quivering strings eloquent in their passion, would surpass the discordant scrapings of the street fiddlers of London.

Steps roused me from my happy contemplation. Two people. One was Stamford, my colleague, a rotund, inoffensive man, much attached to the pleasures of the table, although not yet prey to the cold sensuality of the glutton. The other . . . a smaller man than I, the length of his stride told me, stepping more heavily to one side than the other. The hint of a drag in a militarily precise pace: wounded on the right, high on the limb."

Entry from the fic that keeps on giving and my visual depiction of it :

I just wanted to show my appreciation for the fic and it's creator @artemisastarte , the only other thing that keeps me waking up is knowing it will update eventually.

[heraldofsomething]

Assassin's Creed: Odyssey Goddess of the Hunt

Delians have suffered for so long. This is the first time I've felt happiness since the war began.

[derangedrhythms]

I say less. Perhaps because—I suspect—I feel more. If I were to put words to it, we’d be in deep waters indeed. 

Emma Donoghue, Reader, I Married Him: Stories Inspired by Jane Eyre; from ‘Since First I Saw Your Face’

[i-dont-talk-for-days-on-end]

So @tyrannosaurusnacks and I talked about that one scene after Speckled Band in @artemisastarte's brilliant Since First I Saw Your Face, and I could not keep myself from making this meme for a target audience of 5 people

[deus-ex-mona]

when the slowburn makes the ship extra cute~~~

[churchofthecomet]

is it unhinged to say that Since First I Saw Your Face is like, my favorite transformative Sherlock Holmes thing ever? for an (insanely) period accurate setting + story, idk if you can do better. granted, since it's a huge slowburn romance novel, there aren't a bunch of mysteries. it isn't trying to fill that niche. but when there is an original mystery, it's compelling and fits the themes of the story, while ALSO being based on real historical events from newspaper clippings. this makes my soul happy.

i think i should watch Elementary before making grand sweeping claims about favorites, but SFISYF is up there no matter what.

[forever-1895]

BREAKING NEWS! 😆

Since I First Saw Your Face by Stavia Scott Grayson (@artemisastarte) has not been discontinued!

Source: The fabulous @sherlockianscholar reached out to the author about a month ago and asked whether the author was still working on Since I First Saw Your Face.

The author said that Pt. 19 has been written though not posted, and the hiatus is due to the fact that they've been going through some rough times.

The author also said they didn't know whether anyone still cared about the fic, so let's send our love and support! 🥰

[kikwibird]

Episode 5 spoilers

Dale: "You can thank me later"

*gets ported inside a wall from the tree and dies*

Thank you, Dale!!!

[netherdevil]

so i have 9 hours so far on ZZZ

i downloaded it JUST TODAY. AT 1PM. thats not normal

[coffeeandcalligraphy]

taking suggestions for a lonan and harrison's favourite movies list!!!!! preferably 2006 & before!!! any genre!!!!!

[icantalk710]

🚆

[twpsyn-who]

"Why did you choose to join the Scouts, anyway?" it was a question that has been bugging Stiles for awhile now, ever since that night.

"I mean, don't get me wrong-" he began before Derek could get any words out, "- but you never made any indication that you would join Scouts. It doesn't make sense, you're in the top ten. The Big Ten. You know, the elite ones who get the secret third option?? Why not join Lydia and finally live an easy life? If I were you- like, with your life story and everything not just your body and flexibility which, by the way, should be illegal- I would have chosen that. Give myself a break, you know?"

It wasn't until then that Derek regarded Stiles with his attention. There was something in his eyes, an intensity that Stiles would sometimes catch glimpses of any now and then but it has never been pushed so forward into his hands. He could barely breathe while looking into them, getting lost in the forest that was hiding inside Derek Hale's eyes.

"Everyone I care about is going there." the answer came so nonchalant from him, like the confession wasn't life changing. But Stiles found his answer not in his friend's words, but while finding his way out of Derek's eyes.

"Because you're going" it went unsaid, locked deep inside the greens and the browns. In the way the eyes softened for a moment when he said 'care' and tried to break contact on 'going there' before thinking better of it. In the little frown while saying 'everyone', like that wasn't the right word but he didn't- or couldn't?- say anything else.

And Stiles? Didn't know what to do with that confession. With the knowledge that Derek gave up everything just to stay stuck with skinny, defendles, most likely to end up Titan food during his very first expedition outside the walls, Stiles.

Because Stiles was ready to die just for an eclipse of freedom, but was he ready to take Derek with him?

[unusualshrimp]

hey sorry i can't come to work today im thinking about the various implications of zombie horror and the way it affects people

[aromanticasterisms]

no but literally. why does he do that