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apinae-admin replied to your post: profriversongarchaeologist said:2…

I didn’t know you wrote fics?!! This is wonderful!!!

I do indeed! There’s a link to my ao3 hidden on my sidebar, but otherwise you could just do a search - I use the same name there. And thanks :D


posted 10 hours ago






galtori replied to your post: Whoa Suddenly I’m Being Tagged in Things

AHAHAHAHAHA! I ALREADY DID IT!!!! *victory dance*

Curses! Foiled again!


posted 10 hours ago






profriversongarchaeologist:
2 options for fic prompt: 1) John was supposed to speak at Hamish's school but he can't so Sherlock must do it instead, against John's better judgement OR 2) Lestrade was supposed to speak at a school and had something come up and since Sherlock owed him for something he regretfully agrees. Both: mayhem ensues

I didn’t forget about these, either. What I did forget is that I was going to be out of town/driving for the entire weekend right after I asked for ficlet prompts. So, they’re coming slowly while I procrastinate on my writing sample. Ficlet prompts ARE still being accepted because why not.

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In retrospect, it really shouldn’t have surprised him to come home and find Sherlock on the sofa with three different ice packs on his face. At least Hamish seemed fine, idly doing his maths homework at the cluttered kitchen table and fighting back laughter at John’s expression.

"Do I even want to know? It was career day, Sherlock, how did you mess up career day this badly?”

"I couldn’t help it, John. I can’t just turn it off like a faucet."

"No, when Hamish asked you to come because he thought ‘consulting detective’ was cooler than ‘blogger’" (John ignored the affirmative-sounding mumble from the couch) "you promised you would behave."

"I believe the phrase I used was ‘I won’t deduce any of the other parents or children without due cause.’ I had due cause."

"That’s…Sherlock, how did….no. Hamish, what happened?" The boy looked up from his multiplication tables with a very Sherlockian smirk.

"He told the whole class that Mrs. Peterwood was having an affair with Mr. Summers AND Mrs. Ames."

"For God’s sake, Sherlock."

"And then," Hamish continued, barely suppressing his obvious glee, "he informed everyone that Mr. Trevor wasn’t actually an Air Force fighter pilot, he’s just a janitor."

And John should have given Sherlock such a reaming out. He should have informed the idiot that deducing their son’s classmates’ parents was not on in any circumstances. He should have told Sherlock he bloody deserved what looked like two black eyes and a potentially broken nose.

But in the end, he just couldn’t do it.

"I can’t help noticing that these parents happened to share last names with the group of children that have been making fun of Hamish on the playground for the past few weeks."

"Utterly coincidental, I assure you," Sherlock informed him with a smug, almost predatory grin.

"Was all of it true, at least?"

"Of course. I wouldn’t cause our son’s tormentors lasting embarrassment with lies. Takes the fun out of it."

"Right then. Angelo’s?"

"Starving."






Whoa Suddenly I’m Being Tagged in Things

I’m going to spread them out a bit so you don’t just get a deluge of info about me, yeah?

Alright, first one -

I was tagged by the wonderful fffinnagain, so you’re going to learn things about me! Wooooo!.

Rules: Just insert your answers to the questions below & tag at least 10 followers

  • Name: Emily. I don’t really like it all that much but eh.
  • Nickname: Oh goodness. I mean, the normal one is Em, and I will punch anyone that calls me Emmy. Other favorites include Emmeranian, Emmerdoodles, and Embem.
  • Birthday: 10th of October
  • Gender: Cisgender female.
  • Sexuality: Very sex-repulsed asexual. Romantic orientation seems to change on an hourly basis but the closest I’ve gotten to describing it is slightly gray-romantic.
  • Height: 5’5”, though it changes every time I go to the doctor’s office. Once I was 5’7” and very confused about life.
  • Time zone: EST for the moment. I’ll be moving next summer to a phd program yet unknown so presumably that will change.
  • What time and date is it there: 16:40, 1 September.
  • Average hours of sleep I get each night: That depends entirely upon whether I need to get up in the morning. Left alone, I’ll sleep about 9 hours but most of it will be in the late morning/early afternoon. If I have to get up in the morning, it’s generally about three hours a night. The joys of Delayed Sleep Phase Syndrome….
  • OTPs: Hmm. To be honest, I’m not much of a shippy person. I usually deflect and say Sherlock/The Work, but, when pressed, I’m mildly entertained by Johnlock, Sherstrade, and Lestrolly. Outside of Sherlock I get much shippier, and the top two are probably Sakura/Syaoran and Toya/Yukito from Cardcaptor Sakura.
  • The last thing I Googled was: Trying to find a quote that I remember from Moffat about how each new Holmes adaptation tries to bring something different to the table. I couldn’t find it. If it sounds familiar to anyone, hit me up and tell me.
  • First word that comes to mind: Peanuts.
  • What I last said to a family member: I said goodbye and I love you to my sister when I dropped her off at the airport yesterday (she came to visit because I’ve been lonely as hell at school and we met up at COSI and went to the Sherlock Holmes exhibit and it was lovely).
  • One place that makes me happy and why: Only one? Hmmmm. Alright, the coffeeshop in the town I did my undergrad degree in. It was a TINY little farming town, and I think the college made up over half the population, but there was this really great coffeeshop that I’ve never been able to find a replacement for. Super good food, basically any drink you could want, friendly baristas who would slip free cookies into my to-go box when it was obvious I was having a bad day. It was just really my go-to place during those years regardless of whether I wanted to sit in the quiet back room and study or if I wanted to eat at the counter and chat, and I had many good and memorable conversations with friends there.
  • How many blankets I sleep under: Just one sheet. I only use the blanket it if’s ridiculously cold, and then it normally gets bunched up by my feet.
  • Favourite beverage: Harvey Wallbanger. I’m not kidding.
  • The last movie I watched in the cinema was: I think it was Fifth Estate, actually. I don’t see movies in the theatre all that often.
  • Three things I can’t live without: a good research library, puppies, and caffeine.
  • Something I plan on learning: Well, at the moment I’m learning all about adaptation studies for my current thesis, which is fun, but at some point I’d like to learn (and will need to during my PhD) a third language. I’m looking at Russian, currently.
  • A piece of advice for all my followers: Your mental health is more important than whatever strenuous thing you might be doing right now. If you need to take a break just fucking do it.
  • You have to listen to this song: It’s not, strictly speaking, a song, but this is a piano piece I have spent most of my life in love with, and is the last thing I played in recital back when I was a performing pianist. This recording is a bit old and you can tell, but it’s by far my favorite for the emotional qualities Richter draws out of it https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KStjdclOpzI 
  • My blog(s): Well, there’s this one, obviously. I also share a Sherlock blog with my beta but I don’t think either of us has posted over there in several months. And I have an abandoned blogspot (I think it’s linked on my sidebar) where I make fun of opera.

And now: rockonmyfriends, silver-boots, thevanishingtwin, coolerontheinside, nerdyholler, jocelee, profriversongarchaeologist, fleurdelivres, galtori, watcherinthewater


posted 14 hours ago






First official day of teaching completed :) Students seem pretty good, though I’m a little concerned at the amount of “cool” guys in section six. We shall see. This is the first time I’m teaching the same course multiple times, which is weird and has an unsettling amount of deja vu.

Anyways, now I’ve got to clean my apartment before my sister spends the night. Y’all should send me fic prompts and I might give you a ficlet in return.






Hey, do you know what I hate? More than anything else in the world?

WHEN A SCHOLARLY TEXT DOESN’T HAVE AN INDEX. I DON’T HAVE TIME TO READ ALL 417 PAGES TO FIGURE OUT WHETHER ANY OF THEM ACTUALLY PERTAIN TO MY RESEARCH AND YOUR QUIRKY CHAPTER TITLES TELL ME NOTHING ABOUT THE SUBJECT MATTER.

FFS.






I just got an email from school with the subject line “TOMORROW IS MONDAY” and I feel like I’ve accidentally stumbled into Night Vale.






GRE went well! Unofficial scores put my quantitative in the 86th percentile and verbal in 96th! Have to wait for the writing scores but I’m pleased :)






GRE today!

Took a practice test last night and I was pleased with the score, so hopefully I can replicate it when the score actually counts. We shall see….






Accidental Sherlock Bach meta just happened in the middle of my writing sample. Whoops. I guess that’s what happens when you try to write without any sleep.






Some people have dreams where they meet their celebrity crush at a party or spending the night with them or what have you.

I, on the other hand, just had a dream last night where I met Benedict Cumberbatch on the street, he took me in a limo to a library, and then we went back to my apartment so could I set him to work proofreading my phd writing sample.

I don’t know what this says about me.






I’m pretty sure TIFF scheduled their programing like they did simply to annoy me. I was really hoping to see Imitation Game, but they’ve but the only two showings on the only two days I can’t get out of class!

*sigh* I’ll probably still go for a weekend, because it’s TIFF and I should and I’ll combine it with a trip to the Toronto Public Library to see their Conan Doyle collection but I’m still bummed out.






Holmesian Friends, I need your assistance.

Those of you who have seen Sherlock Hound - does Hound ever play the violin? I’m curious even if it’s only occasional or mentioned in passing.






I’ve been having a seriously shitty few days but I just got spam in my university email account addressing me as “professor” and it’s just a publishing company trying to get people to use their books for class but it still brightens my night a bit.






postcardsfromtheoryland:

So instead of going to the party I don’t know anything about, I’m eating my tabbouleh and watching Mikeneko Holmes no Suiri and THERE IS A PERSON FORCING PEOPLE TO COMMIT SUICIDE

Now doesn’t that sound familiar…

False alarm. It was actually just murder made to look like suicide.

In other news, Holmes is now referred to with female pronouns in both cat and human forms, which I guess makes this one of the few “adaptations” in which Holmes is genderbent and Watson is not.