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lemonade-luhv · 10 minutes
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and what about @consultjohnwatson? does he like Bach as well?
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lemonade-luhv · 16 hours
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Just curious, do you play some Bach for Watson Junior too sometimes, Mister Holmes?
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lemonade-luhv · 22 hours
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No No No, don't 'Heard.' Us, okay? come on mister stark, spill the tea sir~
hear me out.
you and stephen strange.
Heard. Ignored.
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lemonade-luhv · 22 hours
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aren't you two vibing now, @artofdeductionbysholmes?
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lemonade-luhv · 3 days
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oh okay, nevermind, hehe, good day :]
Who's your favorite child?
Once again, it's Morgan since she is, once again, my only child.
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lemonade-luhv · 4 days
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*GASP* GUYS- HE DISOWNED US-?!
Who's your favorite child?
Once again, it's Morgan since she is, once again, my only child.
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lemonade-luhv · 8 days
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I'm not a monster. I'm not a monster.
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lemonade-luhv · 8 days
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I want to love, but I'm no longer human.
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Sun And Moon
If my light goes out,
Will you search the stars for another Sun?
And when you leave
Please take The Moon.
Keep a part of me,
For you’re my world and you’ll always be.
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lemonade-luhv · 11 days
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'people might talk...' SAYS JOHN BUT THIS IS SHERIARTY?!?!
Just started writing a short Sheriarty fic with the pool scene. Can't wait to share it with y'all :D
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lemonade-luhv · 11 days
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I will have to say, you certainly have an eye for Teas and It doesn't come to me as a surprise that you would be lean to Lapsang Souchong, but thanks a lot sir, helps the insight! Good Day!
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Hey there Mister Holmes, I hope you're having a great day, I just had a little doubt..Are you a fan of jazz? oh! and also! I was wondering if you could tell me about your favorite tea..As much as I am a caffeine enthusiast, I have a soft spot for Teas...Let me know if you can, Sir. Good Day :D
John @consultjohnwatson has a strong preference for jazz, whereas I don't share the same enthusiasm for it. I particularly enjoy classical music, especially German composers like Wagner, Bach, Beethoven.
Lapsang souchong!
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lemonade-luhv · 11 days
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Hey there Mister Holmes, I hope you're having a great day, I just had a little doubt..Are you a fan of jazz? oh! and also! I was wondering if you could tell me about your favorite tea..As much as I am a caffeine enthusiast, I have a soft spot for Teas...Let me know if you can, Sir. Good Day :D
John @consultjohnwatson has a strong preference for jazz, whereas I don't share the same enthusiasm for it. I particularly enjoy classical music, especially German composers like Wagner, Bach, Beethoven.
Lapsang souchong!
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lemonade-luhv · 11 days
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I AM GONNA DIE YOU GUYS WHAT-
Dear Sherlock,
What did John do to reach your heart? What actions did he take to win you over?
I have a friend that's specially similar to you and I would like some ideas. I love him more than anything. I'll appreciatte anything you have to say about it.
Sincerely, E.M. Flores
Good evening E.M. Flores,
normally, I would not reply to such a private question. But in this case, I feel compelled to share my thoughts.
How did John reach my heart? He showed me that I have one. John's kindness made me realize I was capable of feeling deeply.
He fed me when I was too occupied to eat. He insisted that I rest when I was on the verge of collapsing from exhaustion. He scolded me for being impolite to others. He did all that to help me become a better and healthier person. He cared for me in ways no one else has done before. And for the first time in my life, I let someone take care of me.
I could tell you about the dark times we went through, separated from each other or together, but I won't. Despite everything, we ended up loving each other. Each story is unique, and I truly feel that John's and mine is exceptional.
Good luck with your friend.
SH
@consultjohnwatson
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lemonade-luhv · 12 days
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I know right? scares the fuck out me too.
Boo
Terrifying. Not the message, the profile picture.
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lemonade-luhv · 12 days
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https://x.com/DEADLINE/status/1779573241058676748?t=LJKXq9REu4xybi0EHGv-Sg&s=09
For those who would still like to see Sherlock back on screen. Mark's interview as on 14 April 2024, he says they'd like to make a film. And you'd have to ask Benedict and Martin for the timing.
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lemonade-luhv · 12 days
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I'M DOWN IF YOU DOWN HONEY. ANYTHING TO JUST REINCARNATE THIS FANDOM BECAUSE WHY ARE WE ASLEEP RIGHT NOW?! WHERE THE VIBE AT?!
Guys guys who else thinks it’s time for a resurrection of the Sherlock fandom I feel like we need a fourth wave who’s down
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lemonade-luhv · 13 days
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BE RIGHT BACK SIR I CAN'T AFFORD BEING SEEN AS A HYSTERICALLY SOBBING MESS.
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Everyone’s day off! We will be in a park then hiking!
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lemonade-luhv · 13 days
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and how she longs for it...and uncanny plunge, to some succour, some repose, the vision is hazy and she's seeing stars, and she's feeling the cold of the freezing ceramic beneath her, and that her integument is growing just as cold as the chalk white, yet stained floor, stained with traces of her last misery and blood that flowed out trying, now, she is dying...and she is fading...the light passes through her figure almost as if she's growing vulnerably transpicuous, and her gut churns to be found...but she doesn't make a sound. The walls are whiter than magnolia and ivory..and she continues to fade..it was the last time that her bones ached and almost cave themselves out of her skin...wanting to run from her own anguish...but she stays where she is..and she keeps dying...slow and subsequent..
Destroy yourself
In the corner, pathetic and lonely, sits a girl with brown hairs and chocolate like eyes, suffocating in her misery. And no one is reaching out. She's alone in the dark, in the indescribable warmth of the reclusion. And no one wants to save her.
Eyes big, once so lively, now filled with sadness, are staring at nothing and quietly lose their spark. Fingers, covered in blue liquid, are bleeding and shaking, trying to hold on to something - anything - but it's meaningless. Her prison doesn't have bars, floor, ceiling. Only darkness, and comfortable, but evil, warmth.
And you wish you could get closer, grab her hands and ask her:
“Why do you destroy yourself?”
But she's dying in front of your eyes and it's inevitable and too late. Her blood is running down the ground of the corner and her sobs will end her. And in her last moments, she'll be watching the sea made from her blood and tears…
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