my favorite hamlet/horatio drabble: 3 kudos

aspie!sherlock I wrote one weekend when I was having trouble doing anything other than sitting in bed: 35 kudos

So instead of getting more crappy, unsatisfying sleep, I decided to reread Crossroads State and managed to COMPLETELY FORGET ABOUT THE ENDING until I was like a paragraph away and OH MAN I WAS SO HAPPY I WAS LAUGHING!

solidaritysandwich:

I know a lot of people on my dashboard are always looking for more Dean-in-panties fic, so lemme rec We Both Kinda Liked It. I haven’t re-read it since my first read-through of it a month ago or so, but it’s terrific.

So I started reading The Request but I had to stop for a while because it described the angels in Heaven as basically humans with big wings.

Castiel has no vessel so why is he cleaning the floors all night like a human when he could just BAMF things clean, if heaven has the same general properties and rules as earth, which in verse it doesn’t really even.

Like I don’t get it angels are multidimensional wavelengths of light why are they being written as people in an army barracks with huge wings who can fly?

holywatered:

when you think about it fanfiction is actually amazing

there are thousands of brilliantly written novel-length stories kids wrote from their own brains about characters and shows/books/movies they love all twined into the internet and other kids read these 50k+ stories in their own time and invest themselves in it

nobody’s being paid to write it and nobody’s being told to read it, people do it because they legitimately enjoy it

that is just kind of amazing

"Dean is very much a cowboy,” Castiel tells the Impala. “And I am the spaceman.”
Human time dictates it is five-twenty-seven in the morning. To Castiel it feels like any other time.
“I’m not sure what that says of me. That I identify on an emotional level with a film meant for small children about the misadventures of toys,” Cas pauses, “but I do.”
He sighs, leaning back, closing his eyes. He mentally goes over each part of the car.
“I’m falling with style,” Castiel nods. “I am merely a toy.”
The Impala’s soul feels warm.
“You are Andy,” he tells the car. “You might think you would be the remote control car. But your name is branded on us. We are always yours. You are home.”
A pause.
Castiel grins. “And Sam is the flamboyant dinosaur."

THIS FUCKING FANFICTION IS SO FLAWLESS I CAN’T EVEN. (here)

seconded.

(via hows-your-custard)

OT3!!

Fic rec!

Planet Sherlock series

Sherlock has language moods in which he just starts speaking in a foreign language. John can inexplicably understand him without speaking the languages because he speaks Sherlock.

There are two fics, one in which Sherlock has a French phase and one in which it’s Italian. There are very helpful scroll-over translations.

Familiarity

A probably really bad Sherlock fanfic.

I keep going on the Hamlet/Horatio tag on AO3 but it’s still nothing new I haven’t read except for what I post.