Last night I dreamt that Benedict Cumberbatch and Martin Freeman crashed in my bed after a day of filming in my house. It was completely chaste, with Martin on the left, me in the middle, and Ben on the right. I did make a joke to Martin about inviting Amanda so we could really make it a party. He did not think I was funny, grumpy bastard.
Ben had to leave when it was still dark. Before he left he wanted to give me a kiss on the nose to thank me for letting him stay, but he actually started at my cheekbone and dropped like 20 tiny little butterfly kisses across my face until he got to my nose. It was adorable and made me giggle.
Unlike Ben, Martin slept in, and was still a grumpy bastard when he woke up.
So this is a general PSA to my followers and I realise that many of you will think I’m being overly PC or sensitive, but outside of the US, “spazz” is a horrifically ableist word (worse than “r*****”). It comes from the word “spastic” which refers to one of the symptoms…
Just FYI, there is a wheelchair manufacturer called Colours that makes a model called “Spazz”. So, that’s how that word is regarded in the US. Apparently it’s perfectly appropriate to write it all over someone’s wheelchair.
Sherlock AU: It turns out that John isn’t the good-natured man he appeared to be and now Sherlock must substitute a friend for an enemy.
And then Sherlock, Lestrade, and Mary work together to bring down John.
Nope, Mary would totally be on John’s side. Mary and John vs Sherlock and Greg… that actually sounds awesome.
(Source: doomslock, via youcantsaymylastname)
Why the hell did I need to put a grapefruit on my boyfriend’s penis in the first place, you ask? The answer, of course, as always, was: the Internet! Perhaps you’ve caught some of the recent media coverage of Auntie Angel, a Chicago-based YouTube sexpert and inventor of the “grapefruit blowjob,” a fellatio technique supposedly so pleasurable and thrilling, it can induce a heart attack.
I share because I love, dear friends.
I don’t know whether this is begging to be a smut prompt or a drunken experiment for a Saturday night in. Not that I’ve got any dicks to stick a grapefruit on; but the prospect of getting to tell people about the time I stuck a grapefruit on somebody’s cock is almost enough to make me wish I did.
I think I’m going to try this with the hubs and report back.