“THEY ARE ALL OKAY, and all those things could exist in THE SAME WOMAN. Women shouldn’t be valued because we are strong, or kick-ass, but because we are people. So don’t focus on writing characters who are strong. Write characters who are people.”



THEY ARE ALL OKAY, and all those things could exist in THE SAME WOMAN. Women shouldn’t be valued because we are strong, or kick-ass, but because we are people. So don’t focus on writing characters who are strong. Write characters who are people. —madlori

The women of The Tribe.
Original gifs by tribaltrudy, edited by moneymud.

There is nothing more important to me than you. Nothing. Not this film, not my whole sodding career, do you understand?” Sherlock said nothing, just looked at him with disbelieving eyes. “Don’t you fucking talk to me about something of value that I see in you, because it is you that I value, every bit of you, the shiny bits and the dodgy bits and all the bits in between. I don’t love you because of some little glimmer of worthiness that a bunch of fucking wankers convinced you that you didn’t possess. I don’t love you because you deserve it. None of us deserve it, but all of us deserve it. I love you because you are Sherlock Holmes and I am John Watson and we were waiting for each other without knowing it. You don’t have to act a certain way or be a certain person, you don’t have to earn my love, because it is yours no matter what you do and you’re just going to have to get used to it.

–John Watson, Performance in a Leading Role by Mad_Lori, Chapter 13 

This whole scene is just so intense but John’s speech always makes me a bit teary. 

To A Stranger OST (on 8tracks)


Two Men In Love (Opening Credits) // The Meeting // James // The Park // Mark’s Theme // Benjamin’s Theme // The Night // Complications // Farewell // The Reunion // Life Goes On // Please Don’t Go (Ending Credits)

(Fanmix inspired by MadLori’s fic ’Performance in a Leading Role’. It’s not accurate, but it’s my take on it :] Album cover manip’d by me. Real song titles and credits below cut)

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To A Stranger // Performance In A Leading Role, by Mad_Lori

I received a lot of requests (after this recent photoshoot had surfaced) to do my version of a film poster for PiaLR. So here it is! If you haven’t yet read the fic, do yourself a favour, and do it. I imagine everyone in this fandom has, though.

Prompt 40, "have I entered an alternate universe or did you just crack a smile for me?"

Jack was having a very hard time concentrating at morning skate and the team meeting afterwards. He had hoped to be done and on the road to Samwell an hour before, but not only did drills go overtime, this meeting was lasting forever. He shifted again in his seat, trying to inconspicuously check the time. Bitty had class until 1, and Jack knew once he got back to the Haus, Ransom and Holster would see it as their solemn duty to immediately take him out for his first legal drunken adventure. Jack had hoped to get there in time to surprise him, before Bitty was out getting hammered, but fortune was definitely not on his side today.

Finally, they were let loose from their meeting just after one, but only for a fifteen minute break. Jack ducked into a quiet hallway and opened FaceTime, hoping to catch Bitty on his walk home.

“Well, look who’s calling!” Bitty said, a smile lighting up his face.

“I wanted to catch you before shenanigans started. Happy birthday! Has it been a good day so far?”

“Chowder tried to make me french toast this morning. Poor boy made a mess of Betsy Two and managed to burn AND undercook it at the same time. But now I get to see your face, so my day is definitely looking up.”

“I wish I was there with you.”

“Me too, darlin’. Who’s going to remind me to drink water? I think Rans and Holster are planning on Spring C levels of drunkenness, and here I am without the best back to ride on,” Bitty said, smirking at Jack with a wink.

Jack flushed, then looked around the corner to make sure no one was coming.

“Bits, the next time I see you, you can ride any damn thing you want.”

Footsteps approached, and Jack sighed.

“I’ve got to go, sweetheart, someone’s coming and our break is almost over. Happy birthday, I love you. Drink plenty of water. Make them feed you real food before pouring liquor down your throat.”

“Love you too, honey. Talk later!”

Guy rounded the corner as Jack put his phone in his pocket.

“Back to work, eh?” Jack remarked, following Guy back to the conference room.

Back in his seat, Jack couldn’t keep the glum look off his face.

“What’s problem?” Tater asked quietly as the other Falcs sat back down.

“My former teammate’s 21st birthday is today. It’s kind of tradition now that I chirp him and make sure he stays in one piece when he drinks like he’ll be drinking soon. I had hoped to be up there in time.”

“Is too bad. He be okay, hockey player, right? He won’t need babysitter. Not even NHL babysitter friend.”

The meeting lasted another half hour, and Jack nearly tripped over his own feet trying to get out the door, anxious to get on the road.

“Whoa!” griped Guy, as he jumped out of the way, Jack not looking back. “What’s his deal?”

“Zimmboni on way back to college for teammate’s birthday. He’s good friend,” said Tater.

Guy looked up quickly, the snippets of overheard conversation falling into place, and slowly a grin made its way across his face.

“Have I entered alternate universe or did you really just crack smile for me?” Tater demanded. “Is like Twilight Zone!”

For @madlori It kind of got away from me? Putting this prompt into the situation you mentioned was driving me nuts.

My first Jonhlock kiss!!! Champagne!

A little picture from Madlori’s fanfiction Performance in a leading role, an AU where Sherlock and John are both famous Hollywood actors who met eachothers on a movie

At the beginning, I was not very enthousiastic by this summary, but I’ve seen a lot of fanworks from this story, so I said to myself: “Ok, let’s try it”, and it’s a wondefull story, where all characters from BBC Sherlock are, plus some real actors cameos, and it’s quite funny and sensitive and full of romance and, and, and …

So it’s a picture from the chapter 11, when Sherlock is just back from London and surprise John who’s cooking at his Los Angeles home

I am trying to memorize his face. I don’t know what I’m going to say until I hear it emerge. “I really thought I’d be spending the rest of my life with you,” I say.
He smirks a little. “That’s all you planned? Rather limited, isn’t it?”
“No, I mean – no matter what else happened, who else I met, or what else I was, before anything else I’d be – this,” I say, making a vague motion in the air between us.
He nods. “I suppose in some sense, I am fortunate.”
“Fortunate? How?”
“I do get to spend the rest of my life with you.”
I am undone.

Alone On The Water - mad_lori

Just hold me. Hold me until I get used to how it feels, hold me until I’ll be able to remember how it felt after you’ve stopped. Don’t let go of me because I am terrified of needing this and I never knew that I did because no one ever has, no one until you, because you were the only one who’d know how.
—  Performance in a Leading Role ~ MadLori