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So you agree. I need more instruments.
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So you agree. I need more instruments.

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Looking for a lost Johnlock fic (AO3)!
I’m looking for a long Johnlock fic I read around 2022. It was still updating at the time (I had to wait months for new chapters), and I think it had around 50+ chapters(?) . It’s a US high school au, set in a small Southern/rural town.
What I remember:
Sherlock moves from another state and is the new kid.
John plays American football and starts out dating a cheerleader.
There’s a bonfire after a football game where Sherlock wears short shorts, and everyone notices.
John and Sherlock spend time driving a tractor together (John’s family’s farm? ).
Sherlock already knows he’s gay; John takes much longer to figure himself out.
John’s mother is homophobic and disapproves of their relationship.
John’s father is supportive; at some point he uses a wheelchair, and I think John’s parents later divorce.
John has a younger sister.
After high school, John joins the military and later returns injured.
There’s a couple of 18+ scenes… Parents leave and they are alone at home (after John returns injured from the millitary…)
Sherlock and John keep their canon names (Sherlock Holmes and John Watson).
The title may have been short (1–3 words), but I’m not confident about that.
Does this sound familiar to anyone? I’d be incredibly grateful if someone recognizes it!
(submitted by tamaramohamad-blog)
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Hi Lovely!
Oooo, firstly, WOW so descriptive and super helpful at narrowing down the fic, hopefully!!
Secondly, I have NO idea which fic this is, but HOPEFULLY someone will recognize it as either one they’ve read or one they’ve written, LOL!
Anyone able to help us out with this one??
Not exactly the fic you’re looking for, but there’s a similar series in which Sherlock and John grow up on neighboring farms in the American midwest:
Just Like That by cwb
unconvinced that anyone has ever successfully kept a string of pearls plant alive in their home
I missed the word “plant” in this post and was briefly very concerned that I had accidentally let my grandmother’s heirloom string of pearls die because I didn’t know you were supposed to keep pearls alive.
and now that i’m officially moved out: fuck maryland, the state flag is ugly and the mass obsession with it is cringe as hell. rally behind something else why don’t you.
I looked up the flag, why does it look like a warning sign for radiation and a children's hospital had a kid
and when i tell you it’s on Everything.
license plates. shorts. towels. kitchen utensils. koozies. socks. shirts. magnets. bottle openers. planes. bags. nothing is safe from the maryland state flag.
like why.
i fear i’m still somehow underselling this
it is also on EVERY SINGLE STANDARD LICENSE PLATE

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*guy tries to bite you*
I Was So Good And Polite They Are Putting Me In The Touch Tank At Aquarium Tomorrow.
every so often i think about animals that were invented because people just didn't know shit about the world. did you know about the lepus cornutus. did you know that people used to think horned rabbits were a real thing and gave them a latin name and everything in like the 18th century but then we figured out that sometimes rabbits just have bone spurs. did you know that people heard about a strange plant that had the "wool like an animal" and because they didn't know what cotton was people in england were like "oh ok that's the barometz, a beautiful tree that sprouts a lamb." at one point there was a rumor that seagulls or some shit drank blood
If you have ever met a seagull, you will also believe they drink blood.
FUCK. i think i have to learn blender
the humble manual smoothie maker after they break their hands:
every day i log in here and get beat up by genies
It's amazing I didn't end up with issues around beds given the two very bizarre experiences I had relating to beds as a child.
When I was four or five, my dad and uncles dug out the basement of the cabin to add more bedrooms, and they cut a hole for where the new stairs into the basement would go. Where was this hole? UNDER MY BED. Did I know about it? NO. Not until they randomly pulled my bed back one day to reveal a Pit Of Darkness (no lights or stairs had been installed yet) under where I'd been sleeping. And then I just. Kept sleeping there until my new room in the basement was finished.
Then, when I was six, my parents DRUGGED ME WITH COUGH SYRUP on Christmas Eve so they could get me out of my old bed in the middle of the night and build my new bunkbed. They then put me in the new bed ON THE TOP BUNK and waited for me to wake up Christmas morning. I did wake up. Eighteen inches from a ceiling that I had previously only seen from several feet away at the closest. I screamed, flailed, almost fell out of the bed, and managed to save myself by clinging to the outside of the railing until my brain reset enough to climb out of bed properly. I did not find out about the drugging portion of this until I was nearly thirty.
Me: haha, funny childhood stories!
Tumblr: ...babe, you good?
The floor hole in question.
Hey, OP, what the fuck?

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#Dean at any given time: baby I don't care you committed war crimes we can work it out just come home @valdelion
his wife has filled THEIR house with ANTIQUES. to AVOID DAMAGING HER VALUABLES i fuck him on the floor
#feminist retelling

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don';t ever explore your emotions through fiction this shit is scary
regret to inform — your emotions are getting explored in the fiction whether you want that to happen or not