guh

I am dying. Dying of Ebola and bird flu and and every disease known to man. I must be. I feel like ass.

Now I am going to go make some soup, and hope I don't wind up dying into it.

Fic Recs

Sherlock Holmes (any canon, really) and Cabin Pressure. I need them.

Y'all know what I like. I want to read stuff.

WIP Meme

Post a line from as many of your WIPs as you want, with no explanation attached.

• “Oh, no. Not at all,” Douglas replied, actually managing to sound casual. “I’m certain we got all of those tins of rotted fish off the plane.”


• “Oh, goodness, no,” Nicholas responded as he picked up a pair of chopsticks. “I don’t like sashimi, either. Disgusting.” He looked down at Danny’s plate and pointed with his sticks at something orange and green wrapped with rice. “Here, try that one.”


• “Really,” Sherlock insisted. “Well, there was this one girl when I was in primary school, but when you’re seven years old, ‘relationship’ isn’t really the right word, I don’t think.”


• “It’s something of a hobby,” Ford said. “But someone else’s. I just keep getting dragged along. I don’t much like it, you see. It’s terribly confusing.”


• “I don’t know what you do with phones, but most people use them to communicate with other people who aren’t in the same room as them.” Sherlock had to resist the urge to call Mycroft any names, since doing so had the habit of seeing him thrown out of the building.

I think that's all of them. But now I can't believe that I have so many. D:

I'd offer to let you try to guess the fandoms, but I think they may all be sort of really obvious. I am so predictable. Maybe more interesting would be guessing the context.