He whole-heartedly and unironically hates minions with a fiery passion. It's the source of many fights with Harley and Jervis. He also collects Rare Pepes.
Just...just DO IT! Break Batman's back! Rule Gotham! DONT LET YOUR DREAMS BE DREAMS
he INVENTED the gothic meme, don't even tell me otherwise. It creeps the other inmates out when he reads them out loud, mainly bc he does so in the dead of night.
Arkham is calm (enough), until, out of nowhere, Croc runs into the room roaring "John CENAAAAAA"
"Why the fuck you lyin?" meme. In particular, whenever the Joker says anything. She has the audio saved on Harley's phone and plays it while he talks. She's also a fan of the "gal pal" meme for obvious reasons.
he likes a lot of memes, especially "mmmm watcha say", but it's still hard to-
"What are THOOSE?" Literally nowhere is safe. Sometimes she combines it with her old favorite meme, the dress meme, for terrifying "what color are THOOOSE?" results. She's always a slut for good memes
There's nothing like a good old-fashioned Rick Roll! Especially when you use it as a countdown to piss Batsy off while he's detonating that bomb! Also the Mcfreakin lose it meme, he tries to reenact that once.
Râs Al Ghul:
Talia, stop telling everyone he's dead.
"Hoe, don't do it!" bc those are often words said in her presence and it's practically about her now. She also sends the Rihanna winking gif in any situation.
"Breadstick" meme, whenever meeting up for deals he makes sure there's breadsticks, so if things go badly he can flip to see if he grabs the bread and runs or not. He also firmly believes in the Berenstein/Berenstain multiverse theory...or half of him does, at least.
"I lo-" meme and "X and chill". "Yes Jerv, we know, you love Alice so much, you want to read Lewis Carroll and chill with her-GOD DONT DO THE LOOK"
Talia Al Ghul:
"Bitch, where?" meme bc Talia relates to being flawless on a deep and personal level.
You've heard of giving life back to your unconscious wife, now get ready for years of disappointment and bitterness!
Penguin, there's no need to feel down, I said, Penguin, steal those birds all year round,
"you're a kid you're a squid" bc he can be both a kid AND a squid
so i know you've only posted about this musical like once but,, do you know when the lightning thief cast recording comes out? because ive heard june thirtieth and i dont even know if i made that up or not
may I ask you something because you've previously mentioned him before... can you tell anon who exactally paul pretner was? Bc I heard alot about him but dont really know and I heard he did something bad to/with freddie and anon is very concerned
goes. This is going to be a bit long. I have this to say first.
Now all my info comes from books,
documentaries, newspaper interviews. I’ve previously been told I can’t use
these as evidence because I don’t know it’s true. And yes, that could be the
case, but in this situation, we Queen fans have to go on these things, because
otherwise there wouldn’t be anything to talk about, apart from the music. We
have to read things about Freddie and interpret them, otherwise what is the
point of a fandom?
Prenter was, to the best of my knowledge an assistant for the whole band, and
in time became one of Freddie’s assistants. They were sort of partners in
crime, because Paul knew where to find the best gay bars and the best drugs.
But I think he was a bad influence on Freddie. Freddie obviously had a wild,
impulsive side and a proclivity to get himself into dangerous spots – he liked
the dirtiest bars. Then I believe, as his behaviour spiralled out of control,
Paul Prenter was encouraging it.
that when they arrived at a Freddie party, Paul would be in control, that the
party was very much his. (I got this info from a book called Is This The Real Life by Mark Blake, and the people being
interviewed were an old friend of Freddie and also his roadie Peter Hince). According
to them, Paul would be in control of the drugs and was a very confident guy,
the life and soul if you will, and Freddie would kind of be on the sidelines. His
roadie kind of feels that while Freddie was strong in his working life, that he
wasn’t in control of his personal life. There is actually video evidence of
this control – in the film of Freddie’s 39th birthday party, as
Freddie blows out the candles on his cake, Paul Prenter’s hand comes across to
pull him away. From his own cake. There is also a scene where Freddie is
dancing with his boyfriend Jim and Paul is there with a sour face, whispering
in his ear, and just generally getting in the way. Perhaps he didn’t want to
see Freddie happy? Perhaps he was worried the boyfriend would steal some of his
roadie also witnessed Paul spend about a million (in Italian Lira) on a huge
lump of cocaine from the Mafia of all things, and this was with Freddie’s
money. Then he proceeded to chip away at it in a rage and snort all the tiny
crumbs he’d dropped by mistake…so yeah whilst Freddie himself abused drugs, I
feel he was kind of in the clutches of a domineering drug addict.
producer noticed that Freddie was distracted in the recording studio and that
Paul would be pacing the floor outside, checking his watch, because he was
desperate to get Freddie out and into the gay bars of Munich. Mack feels he was
a terrible influence, and as someone who Freddie confided in and allowed to
stay with his family, I trust his opinion. This was all said on the Queen
documentary from 2011 (the Days of Our Lives one).
also disliked him and feel he was an awful influence on Freddie. If a person
sticks up for Paul Prenter, then to me, they are throwing away the concerns of
Brian and Roger…and are not proper fans. Just my opinion!
According to the aforementioned documentary, Paul was telling Freddie to ditch
Brian May because guitars were old fashioned, and was suggesting he didn’t need
the band and should make gay club-style disco music instead. He even wanted
full control over his creative ventures, or so it seems. Roger Taylor has
discussed this in the documentary.
something that’s never been in documentaries, and again people will say they
can’t be reliable because the info was gleaned by a journalist via a rentboy…but
I have also read allusions to this in a (admittedly bitter sounding) book by
David Minns, Freddie’s ex. The story goes that in Argentina 1981, Paul Prenter
picked out some guys for Freddie, supplied them with cocaine and allowed them,
one by one to perform sexual acts on Freddie before paying them, like he was
Freddie’s pimp, and with Freddie being the prize for these prostitutes, who he
also paid to do this. According to one of the men, Freddie looked like he was
just ‘going through the motions’, and not enjoying it. Seeing as Freddie was
under the influence of drugs, this to me, does not sound like consent. Disturbingly,
Paul Prenter was watching the sexual acts, fully clothed, like some creepy
voyeur. I believe it to be true to be honest. In David Minns’ book, he said he
heard the disturbing story from Queen’s manager Jim Beach, and David feels what
he got up to was so depraved that surely Freddie must have despised himself for
allowing it. But I don’t think he had any control of himself at that point.
Roger and Brian blame Paul Prenter for alienating the band from the USA. Or at
least contributing to 1/3 of the problem. Here is a quote from Brian:
“We had this guy who looked after Freddie, who was called
Paul Prenter, and he got a little too big for his boots I think. The reflected
glory of Freddie gave him a lot of power and we’d worked very hard over the
years to have a very good relationship with all of the media in the States, and
Roger and I worked our asses over every time we played, we would go and do
every radio station in town because we cared and we wanted to make that contact
with the people. This guy in the course of one tour told every radio station to
fuck off, but not just fuck off, but ‘Freddie says fuck off, Freddie says he
doesn’t care about you’ and so we sort of lost our relationship with the media
at a stroke.”
even know this stuff had happened until much later, presumably Freddie apologised
to them when he’d got rid of this dude?
So back to
my thoughts. I guess when you’re a drug abuser and out of control, the only
person who can really change the situation is oneself…so when Freddie appeared
to get things under control, after he turned 39, he ditched Paul Prenter. But
being a fundamentally decent guy, Freddie allowed him to stay in his flat rent
free with money for the Christmas period. I guess he felt bad for sacking him?
This information comes from Peter Hince, the roadie again. Anyway Paul trashed
the flat. Freddie got rid of him for good eventually, and Paul Prenter screwed
him over to the press, revealing his boyfriends and drug fueled escapades, his
fears about AIDS and HIV tests he’d undergone. This has also been covered in
that documentary, and the book written by his boyfriend Jim, and I think Phoebe
Freestone’s book. Obviously Freddie never spoke to him again and didn’t trust
anyone after that.
comes to me and says I shouldn’t speak ill of Prenter because I don’t know his
side of the story, well I won’t have it, I don’t want to. He’s a talentless nobody, hell-bent on destroying a genius. I’ve heard more than
enough. I support what the band say, and the general consensus is that he was a
nasty piece of work, and Freddie shouldn’t have got involved with him, but
obviously had impaired judgement.
was so long, I have wanted to post something like this for a while.
can you do a Justin imagine where you like Justin and he's doing a movie night at his house and you go and you're all chilling and he's cuddling and flirting with hailey and you get really jealous so you get up and leave. Justin try's to catch up but you get out in time. you've been ditching his calls/ text then he decides to go to y/n house and they end up dating? thanks!!
“Okay so what movie are we watching?”
“uhm i dont know how about Fifty Shades of Grey ??” kendall shrugged
all boys groaned `’uhm no thank you” Khalil rolled his eyes.
“but nobody asked YOU fool” you smirked
kendall laughed and put in the DVD as the movie started the trailer played first.
Mr.Grey’s fine perky ass was on the screen as you heard Kendall whisper “Damn” next to you.
“Hey Hailey that could be us but you playin’” Justin smirked at Hailey
you felt the urge to roll your eyes but you didn’t.
“Oh really cause last i checked you’re playing games that could’ve been us a long time ago” she smirked back
“Well damn i guess i should start placing orders for ceiling mirrors every room in this house” he chuckled
you rolled your eyes.
it came to the part where Christian pushed her against the elevator wall
justin walked over and sat down next to Hailey and started singing
“From the door to the wall Coffee table, girl get ready I'mma put you down (PYD, PYD, PYD) All the way down (PYD PYD PYD) From the stove to the counter top Dining room table, are you ready? I'mma put you down (PYD, PYD, PYD) Up the stairs to my bedroom Light a few candles brace yourself”
you couldn’t help but feel the jealousy bubbling inside of you.
“you know what i forgot i needed to do something so i kinda have to go” you sighed
all heads snapped towards you.
“But i thought you were spending the night?” justin asked confused
“yeah well not anymore like i said i have things to do” you snapped
a flood of realisation washed over his face but before any thing else was said you stormed out of the house wearing your unicorn bed shoes and your bags hands.
you speed walk to your parked Audi R8.
“y/n wait hold up !!” you ignore the him calling your name and start your car.
without a second glance towards him you drive home
———–3/ days later——————-
you’ve had a busy day on set of CK new collection…stopping by the grocery store to get the biggest Ben&Jerry carton possible as you pull up in your drive way his fisker karma was parked outside your garage.. you rolled your eyes and got out you walked past his car like it wasnt even parked there…
he got out and followed you up the steps
“Y/N what is wrong ?!” you ignored him and opened the door and walked straight to the kitchen to put your ice cream in the freezer and grab something to eat.
“Stop Ignoring me !!” he yelled frustrated
“Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N stop and talk to me right now”
you stopped in your tracks and turned to look at him…
“You’ve been ignoring my calls my texts my dms My damn presents and don’t know why fucking talk to me Y/n…. i miss you” he sighs taking a step closer to you.
he tried to wrap his arms around but you stopped him
“don’t touch me” you whispered
“oh so now i can’t even touch you WHAT THE FUCK Y/N ?!” he yelled
“Just STOP OKAY JUSTIN I’M ONLY LOOKING OUT FOR MYSELF!!” you yelled getting frustrated as well
“WHAT THE FUCK SO NOT TALKING TO ME IS IN YOUR BEST INTEREST ?!”
“NO LOVING IS IN MY BEST INTEREST BUT I CAN’T FUCKING DO THAT NOW I CAN I” as soon as the words left your mouth his eyes widened
“y-you love me?” he said softly
“yeah i fucking do so much tha-” before you could finish your sentence
he smashed his lips onto yours… you felt nothing but joy at that moment.
he pulled away slowly “I love you too”
“then why were you flirting with hailey ?? “ he said sternly
“because hailey wanted to see if you would get jealous after you told her you didnt like me “ he smiled kissing my forehead
now it all made sense…
“but now that i know… i would like to take you out on a date… as my girlfriend”
you smirked “Well i’d love to go out with you…as your girlfriend”
he chuckled and held your cheeks “I love you so damn much” he whispered against your lips
I love the movies you've made, and I was wondering if you know any similar ones? Some fun, explicit, super-cool alt porn? Or do you have any inspirations?
ok, im gonna be completely honest here and admit the truth, which is that i dont actually watch porn in my spare time, so im sure theres alot of great stuff out there that i know nothing about. HOWEVER i have heard of other cool (x-rated, queer, feminist, ethical porn) films that i could imagine fans of Best Slumber Party Ever and Queen Bee Empire enjoying. i read a review of FUCKING MYSTIC and it looks awesome …. ok i just found the trailer omg!! I’d suggest looking through sites such as queerporn.tv , Indie Porn Revolution and Pink and White Productions for similar stuff too. hmmm, some friends of mine a few years ago made a film called tuff titties, but it doesnt exist online, you can only view the trailer (see if you can spot some of the BSPE + QBE stars). also rumor has it that courtneytrouble is soon going to release a film called Trans Lesbians!!! again i really feel like thats just the tip of the iceberg when it comes to fun/ alt/ queer porn, im really not the person to ask lol.
as for my inspirations, im heavily influenced by teen films, coming of age films, sub cultures, riot grrrl, punk, DIY.
You've probably gotten this a lot by now but...I dont know if youve heard of that japanese twitter meme going around lately (idk the official name for it? the umbrella meme? the snow meme? i think the official tag for it is 特別な気分 ) But do you think you could draw a wtnv version of that? OuO It can be any ship you want~
I had never heard of it before, I googled it and i still have no idea what it’s about but, here you go
‘Okay, Fine’ you said after throwing harry’s black shirt back into the closet, 'don’t wear it, its just that…it suits you more and I wanted you to look good tonight’ 'what do you mean, I don’t look good always?’ he asked in an annoyed voice. 'I didn’t say that, Harry… I meant to say tha-’ 'I know what you mean (Y/N)!’ he said picking up his belt and giving you one last look before leaving for the party 'you coming or not?’ he asked raising his voice. You hated when he was this way, well no one likes it but, it was extremely upsetting, and that too on christmas eve as well as Lou’s birthday party was making it even more worse. 'Of course I am baby’ you replied trying to calm him down a bit, but it didn’t help…not a bit.You shrugged it off and gave a last look in the mirror to yourself.'like you mean the 'baby” he murmered, thinking you didn’t hear it,but actually you did. He opened the door for you, as he always did, giving you the hint that he still cares about you. But you were too involved in the argument to notice that, it was way too difficult for you to take your mind off the mini fight you both had been having in installments for a pretty long time, and you knew that these were just warm ups, teh real thing was yet to come, but tonight? no, it can’t be, you thought to yourself, you were pretty sure. 'Thank you’ you said, but not with feelings, it was now sort of a routine for you, Harry opens the door, you say thank you. 'What happened?’ you asked confused, he was just sitting there, on the driver’s seat, not moving an inch, 'Look, love I’m sorry’ a sudden smile plastered your face but you tried to hide it,'Harry…you know what? lets just act like nothing ever happened, hm?’ you said letting the smile now show. He nodded in reply with his cheeky smile. He turned to you saying 'I love you, (Y/N)’ you smiled and placed a soft kiss on his cheek, 'please don’t ever leave me’ he said just a second after you pulled from the kiss, 'huh?’ you asked faintly, assuming he didn’t hear it you made your way back to your seat. He never said before, not even when you both had the worst of fights, not even when you nearly 'left’ him once, this statement of his was just getting you to worry, a lot. Half way through the ride, you got a text, and your mobile was kept on the dashboard, in front of Harry,'could you please see that for me?’ 'Babe, I’m driving’ he said passing you your phone 'Here’ he said, weirdly, reading the sender’s name, his smile immediately disappeared he frowned, yet again. He gave him a confused look and took the phone from his hands at the same time. ‘James’ you read, you couldn’t quite get why he did that after reading ‘James’. Something in that text made you chuckle, you replied,he replied, you replied, he replied, and it kept on like this. The car stopped with thrift making your phone slip from your hands and fall on the car floor, you thought he’ll make the move, but he didn’t, instead he stepped out the car not giving a damn about you and your phone and making his way into the party.You were now sure, He. was. pissed.and the strange part was you were not even sure what the reason was. ‘Hey (Y/N)’ Eleanor greeted you with the cutest smile ever, you both had become bestest of friends she had helped you with harry most of the time when the ‘Larry’ rumour took swift. ‘What’s up with harry’ she asked wrinkling her eye brows, ‘I’m asking myself the same question, El’ you replied ‘hmm… okay anyways, this is Angela’ she said pulling you towards some her friends and introduced you to them, you could sometimes see from the corner of your eyes, a guy the same guy everytime, stalking you. It was a bit weird at times but you didn’t bother much really.
'Aahh!’ you screetched softly as the vodka trickled down your throat burning your passage and making way to you stomach. 'You’re really funny, Will’ you said chuckling a little.'Well, I like you too’ he said you gave him a sudden stare and your face turned serious. What an asshole, Harry thought, he loved you way too much to let go but seeing you with another guy was just unbearable for him, it was just the party and he people who were keeping him away from pulling you in for a 'forever’ kiss. 'Hey, do you mind a dance?’ the guy asked you, 'umm…I don’t think so, I’m dating someone and we just… things are not great between us and-’ 'Yes, of course that Harry guy you’re dating, well if he’s mad at you…’ he slowly moved towards your ear and whispered 'why not make him jealous?'you looked at harry and smiled. 'I cant bare this anymore!’ said Harry,banging his glass on the table.He was completely drunk and had lost his senses, but when a person’s drunk that’s the time he does what he wants and he wanted you, to feel you and make you feel loved and kick that 'asshole’ out of the way, just you and him. He was with the boys on the balcony and could see the bar from the view clearly and there you go, holding his hand as he pulled you from your seat to the dance floor, you recognised something familiar, smiling you said over the loud music, 'this is my fav-’ It’s her favourite song harry thought, and a sudden telepathy made you both exchange glances and there he was, furious, brisking his walks towards you. 'What is this?’ he said getting a hold of your wrist and pushing the man back and coming in his place. 'Harry, please, listen to me, I-’ 'No YOU listen to ME! you’re coming home with me now!’ you couldn’t understand what he meant, what about louis? it’s his birthday, how would he feel? right now Harry and you were more important than louis’ birthday bash, you came greeted stayed but just didn’t say a goodbye. It’s okay he won’t mind. 'Who do you think yourself to be?’ shouted Harry in his perfect voice, pushing you against the car door. 'Harry I-’ 'What’s happening there?’ you heard a heavy old man’s voice, you figured it was the police and decided to leave. 'Was that the Jason guy?’ he asked in a voice full of hurt.'Harry ple-’ ’(Y/N)! was he or was he not?’ he asked pressing the accelerator harder. 'No, no he wasn’t, I had just met him’ you replied 'and you’re off dancing with him, a stranger whom you had just met and you can’t dance or even talk to your boyfriend once, whom you’ve known for 8 months?’ 'Babe, I’m sorry I dont know- I-I just don’t know whats gotten into you nowadays!’ you continued 'you’re just so-so… hard to be with, you talk to me rudely,you don’t talk to me the way you used to and everytime I look in your eyes all I see it hate nothing else’ you stopped and realized what you just had blurted out of your mouth. 'I can’t believe you just said that’ harry said hitting the brakes and the car stopped right in front of the house you both lived in for 5 months now.You both moved in, you threw your purse on the couch, you saw harry taking his belt off and coming towards you and lifting you bridal style, but not the usual soft and fragile way but the harsh yet passionate way. He swiftly threw you on the bed not caring if t hurt you or not, he was hurt and wanted you to make up to him, and this was his way.'Harry, what is your prob-’ and he cut you off with a passionate kiss gradually slipping himself onto you, so that he can face you and ou can face him. His hands were snaking on your waist and his eyes were just staring at your beautiful face studying all your expressions. He slowly moved his hands to your busts, he knew it was turning you on and he was right. 'Harry, I don’t wanna do this…’ you said pulling away from the kiss. ’(Y/N), you can’t decide everything we do in our relationship’ he said breathlessly,'you hurt me (Y/N), more than you know, you’ve been really bad, and I’m going to punish you, you deserve it bitch.’ you were lying, w-h-i-t-e l-i-e. You wantd him so bad, you didn’t even know that yourself, and him getting harsh on you was even more of a turn on.'Harry I-’ 'Shut up! will you?’ he said in his harsh voicehe literally tore your shirt apart, and pulled your jeans down and threw it somewhere. All you were left in was your undergarments.He pulled you closer to his now bare chest, 'No other guy can touch you’ he said with soo much lust and passion in his eyes that you couldn’t resist a kiss but he pulled away, and didn’t let you kiss him. He got up attacked straight at your chest, gosh! he was making you feel so good. You held him so tight, it felt like if you let go of him you’ll collapse. He slowly moved to your your busts and instead of unclipping your bra, his anxiousness just tore it from the back and he threw it aways not letting go of your skin’s taste. You were going crazy, so uncontrollable 'Don’t enjoy it you whore, it’s your punishment’ he knew you were enjoying it and that it was no more a punishment but a pleasure. He had to make it worse for you, to give you the lesson. he left your skin and pushed you hard on the bed, even the push gave you the feels. He slowly kissed you on your cheek and moved towards your ear, 'Don’t move even a bit now, if you break the rules I’ll make it even worse’ he left off with an evil grin and slowly started to leave love bites on your soft point. Unacceptable, you had to move, you couldn’t contain what he was doing to you, it so overwhelming. Both his hands were stretching onto your and held your palms in place squeezing them so tightly, you went crazy his arms were sliding on your armpits and it felt so good, you couldn’t help but arch you back a bit. You felt something, on your right wrist you couldn’t quite tell what it was, and you were way too overwhelmed to even figure it out. 'I told you not to move bitch.'He was now tying your hands, it was way too much now. 'Harry, ple- SHIT!’ you screamed as pushed in one of his fingers into you, it felt so good, you moaned loudly as he added one more to it. He was now thrusting, staring at you not blinking a bit, 'you’re so beautiful’ he said, your body was responding way too well for him to lessen the punishment. ’(Y/N), I told you not to move’ he said with celnched teeth as he pushed another finger into you, he was doing you so hard and it felt so good you just wanted to hold him, tight and never let go. 'Harry, please let my hands be free’ you said looking into his eyes, he was still moving you, you know how hard it was you to keep your eyes open. 'Tell me you love me’ he said pulling his fingers out it felt so bad, you didn’t want him to stop. 'Of course I love you Harry’ you said 'I know you dont mean that’ he said pulling your hands harshly out of the now loose cloth from which he had tied your wrists. You immediatly pulled him for a kiss, it was long and passionate, his hands were all over you, snaking slowly on your waist, to your busts, and finally to your clit, he moved slowly from your lips to your neck to your busts and started to taste them, he left bites all around your nipple and you arched your back giving him even more access. You pulled his hair which made him groan, he slowly and gradually moved to your stomach and left wet kisses all over your tummy, and finally now he was eating you up, he licked all around your clit your body could not at all control itself, he was making patterns with his tongue so softly that it was tickling, it was so overwhelming, you punched your fingers into his back and that. that was the thing that turned him on so much that he couldn’t contain it and bit your clit'Harrryyy!’ you screamed as you cumed and arched your back lifting your face almost to his and you both went down back to the bed together with a kiss, your lips were moving in perfect sync, and he was into you in no time, 'I’m sorry’ he said as the pain made you scream, 'I deserve it'you said breathlessly,'hmm… you do’ he said clenching his teeth and pushing himself completely into you 'Aahh! Harry?!’ you screamed 'how did that feel?’ he was hitting your G-spot so hard without even coming out, just pushing himself in more and more 'Harry, t-that hurts’ you said, it hurt really bad, but at the same time it felt so good.'That had hurt me hundred times more than this, (Y/N)’ he said pulling himself out, you heaved out really hard. Harry harshly kissed you, your eyes were closed you felt every inch of what he was doing to you, he was really making you fall more for himself, and he was succeeding. Slowly he started to push, in and out, all that time he was just kissing, biting and licking you shoulder line, one of your hand was in his hair and the other was busy clenching your nails into his back, everytime he was just pushing in pure passion. 'Ha-r-ry, I c-can’t t-take it anymore’ you said in parts, heaving out. 'Cum, NOW!’ he ordered, this order was not hard to follow. You were so close but didn’t say anything before just thinking it would piss him even more. You juices mixed together and he didn’t leave you at all, he wanted more of you, you too wanted to feel him even more. wow! he thought to himself looking at you, your hair were all around your face spread out on the bed and your mouth opened begging for his lips’ flavour. He kissed you softly on your lips, and whispered ’ I love you’ in your ear and kissed again under your ear and pulled his hair. You both just lay on the bed for like one minute. As he slowly picked you up, not leaving your body you both got up together, never losing the eye contact, and now your back was resting on the wall behind the bed, he pushed himself closer to you and without pulling out he was again doing the same thing. 'You’re-mine’ he said pushing in again with clenched teeth, it hurt but he was so close to you his heavy breaths were just enough for the hurt to turn into pleasure. Again, you both had your second round now this time, all the time his tounge was exploring your breasts, you were so overwhelmed, you pulled his head towards yours and kissed him hard, hard enough for all the feeling to be shared, he growned biting your lip, he had reached his high, 'not now Harry, pl-please’ you said catching your breath, he bit your nipple, really hard, trying to control himself you moaned extremely loud and let your juices mix again. He left his hot breaths on your chest and reaching your lips and licked them and finally kissing them, you were too weak now to kiss him back but didn’t pull away you were just pushing in for more. ’(Y/N), I love you baby, please don’t do that again to me’ 'I won’t I p-promise’ you said with utter difficulty. 'I love you’ you said hugging him tightly.
I dont know where to ask, and its not a vg q anyway. So I watched ASIB again. And my brain wont stop scratching to that scene where Mrs H screamed 'Boys you've got another one!' The thing is - she tilted her head like shes calling up. but she said BOYS. so both of them in johns room? so what mrs H? heard the boys are busy upstairs so you go clean up uninterrupted? then sherlock in sheet. and john in the palace and like lol im having not-a-gay thoughts best to laugh it out (urgh sorry)
You are definitely not alone in thinking about this. Mrs Hudson definitely does seem like she’s yelling up the stairs at them, doesn’t she? I agree that it certainly seems like it’s possible that they’re up in John’s room doing who knows what.
This brings up a point though that drives me crazy about ASIB. The timeline on the beginning of this episode is very suspect, and I’m not certain John is even home at this point. We see the client come in, and Mrs Hudson yells for the boys. Then we see Sherlock telling the client to explain his story, and John is sitting on the sofa in the background (which some people have theorized is actually Sherlock’s mind palace version of John, rather than real John). Then we get Sherlock coming out of his bedroom in a sheet to Skype with John who is at the crime scene, and the client is there in the sitting room behind him. Also, John mentions that he wasn’t home yesterday–he was in Dublin.
So if we consider this in order, we have:
John goes to Dublin
The client visits and Mrs Hudson calls out for them
Sherlock asks for the client’s story (with either real or mind palace John there)
John shows up at the crime scene
Sherlock comes out of his bedroom in a sheet, yawning as if he’s just woken up
John and Sherlock skype while the client hangs out in the sitting room
Do you see the problem in this timeline? Sherlock talks to the client, then it’s implied that Sherlock has been sleeping, and then we get the client in the sitting room again. Did Sherlock leave the client there and go take a nap (naked apparently) while he waited for John to get to the crime scene (either from the flat or from Dublin, depending on what you think about whether the John on the sofa was real or not)? That seems kind of rude even for Sherlock. And the way the scene is done, it seems more like Sherlock is waking up in the morning, in which case, did the client come to the flat the day before to tell his story, Sherlock sent him home, and now he’s back again, having shown up while Sherlock was still sleeping? And in which case, if John really was in Dublin “yesterday” as he says, that was the day the client showed up, confirming that he a) wasn’t home when Mrs Hudson yelled for them and b) wasn’t actually there on the sofa when the client told his story.
No matter how you look at it, the timeline here is problematic, and so we honestly can’t know whether or not John was home when Mrs Hudson was yelling up the stairs. She definitely does yell up the stairs though. Why else would she angle her head like that? If she thought they were in Sherlock’s bedroom–in which case, whoa, because she thinks they’re in Sherlock’s bedroom together with the door closed–she would’ve yelled more behind her rather than up. If they were in the sitting room, she wouldn’t have needed to yell at all. Instead she angles up and to the right, in the exact direction of the stairs leading to John’s bedroom, so she clearly thinks they’re up there, whether they actually are or not. Perhaps she hears their footsteps up there (but again, problematic timeline, is John even home?), or perhaps she just knows that it’s a common occurrence for them to be up there together (in which case, again, whoa). Or perhaps she hears Sherlock’s footsteps up there, assuming they’re both there, but in reality Sherlock is just hanging out in John’s room while he’s gone, maybe sleeping in his bed or reorganizing his pants or stealing his favorite jumper…
OK SO IM NOT SURE IF YOU'VE HEARD OR NOT BUT JOE AND WILL TWEETED A GC AND THEY WERE SENDING THE CHAT PICTURES OF EACH OTHER!! JILL IS SO ALIVE RIGHT NOW IM LIVING (check zoellaxflowers there's a thread)
SGDFHFJKDSLA YES OMFG I SAW THAT IT IS HONESTLY SO FREAKING CUTE I CANT GET OVER IT