Ramblings

This is a long, weird post. Just warning you all. Grab a cup of tea and a biscuit <3.

First off, a rec for one of the best things ever, and the inspiration for this post:

Harbor by irisbleufic; John/Sherlock, R/light NC17; sequel to Drowning Man, which was also fabulous.

This is the best story I have read in months. Possibly years. Your mileage may vary, everyone has different tastes, but I have never been happier with the use of emotion in a fic that I can recall - as I said, definitely not in months, and possibly not in years. And I read and adore (and I do mean adore) a lot of fic.

But there's a very real reason for this one, and it's weird and bizarre but true; it's because it's how I imagine (excepting for the specific circumstances, I'm scarcely a war veteran Doctor or a sociopathic consultant detective) my love story will finally go, should it happen, because I've almost been there before, with tensions lining up just right - unfortunately, it's yet to happen with someone I'm both attracted to and love as a person rather than an idea. It's that feeling of tensions lining up that irisbleufic absolutely nails, spot on. I hope someday I find the Sherlock to my John, or the John to my Sherlock.

Bizarrely, and completely unintentionally, that story just gave me a boost in my faith in love and eventually finding it, at a time when I've rarely needed it more. It's something where I can't really thank the author enough - or at all, because again, it was unintentional! Just a side-effect, one of those curious ones acting as proof that art and prose is always worthwhile because you can never, ever predict the effect one image or one set of words will have on each indivdual member of an audience.

~ ~ ~ ( Wavy lines time, it's a flashback to my not-quite-romances! )

So, yes; the long ramble and whole point to the post is this; sometimes I get a little lonely, and I wonder if I'll ever fall in love. If I'll ever know that feeling of wanting to be with someone, and knowing they want to be with me, and waiting for one of us to find the moment to act on it, and this time it not end in my realising I'm basically straight/am not in love with them, just desperately attracted to them/missing out on the chance to act.

And this fic gives me hope, really, really, silly hope, that someday all the waiting will be worthwhile. Benedict Cumberbatch is about nine years older than me, Martin Freeman about 14 ;), and if I have to wait nine years for my John or fourteen years for my Sherlock - well, damnit, it'll be worth the wait <3. Hell, I'm even looking forward to it again.

Hey guys! Courtesy of my gorgeous, gorgeous mrasaki I now have an AO3 account. I'm fashionable!

http://archiveofourown.org/users/emeraldembers/works

And I've uploaded 56 fics... of approximately 212.

With it being a beta version and all and technically losing the uploads is a possibility, methinks I may just stick to uploading more recent fic to save myself throwing the computer through the window should any problems develop.

Anyhow. It being Good Friday and all (side note to my newer flisties; yep, I'm a Christian), I'll be staying off the computer when I get home 'til tomorrow. You're all in my thoughts <3.

ETA: MISHALANDERS WHO SKIM MISHALAND SOMETIMES 'CAUSE IT CAN GET A LITTLE SPAMMY, GET YOUR ASSES OVER HERE RIGHT NOW. DO NOT MISS THIS. IT IS EPIC.

No, it's not something I wrote/made, but I'm a chronic skimmer and I know if I'd skimmed that my life would be 80% worse right now for it and therefore it required reccing.

As, for entirely different reasons, does this; 22by7's coda. I don't rec codas often, and normally when I do it's because they're particularly cracky or hilarious, but this is entirely different from anything I've read recently and it's utterly, utterly gorgeous. 22b7 pulls off highly stylised writing without it coming off pretentious or forced and it hurts so, so good.

Finished updating my Supernatural and Stargate: Atlantis recs lists, as well as putting them into pairing order, so I'm feeling accomplished and I have a legitimate reason to update.

In other news, I popped into the hospital and the rather yummy doctor agrees it's probably gout; and being gout, I'm stuck on anti-inflammatories for now and have to wait for the flare-up to die down before going in to get tested, gout being an awkward bugger that way! Bitches were going to be smacked, but I've had a good day despite the hiccups so I don't mind :).

Anyhow; let me just say, that was the nicest doctor's appointment I've ever had. I've never had a doctor seem so genuinely concerned for me - and admittedly, given the alternatives to gout largely consisted of deep vein thrombosis or heart/kidney problems, that's a bit understandable - and he was so, so delicate checking for any pain, it was just really, really sweet. It was like getting a foot rub from a hamster. Good news is that as usual my heart and blood are fine and both my legs, despite the foot swelling, are the same size, so it's not deep vein thrombosis. And it's definitely not a break.

So! Chances are, it's gout, and while we're waiting on results I think I'll have fun creating a new tag for this little adventure!