bumblbear:

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SO THIS IS MY TWO-WEEK LATE BIRTHDAY GIFT TO THE FABULOUS AND AMAZING BRITTANY WHO IS MY TUMBLR DAUGHTER AND JUST SO AWESOME. SHE WANTED JOHN FUCKING SHERLOCK AGAINST A WALL AND SOMEHOW A COUCH APPEARED BUT THAT’S BESIDE THE POINT. ILY TO DEATH BBGIRL, HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY AND MAY YOU TURN MANY, MANY MORE <3

bumblbear:

aDSFKLSD

SO THIS IS MY TWO-WEEK LATE BIRTHDAY GIFT TO THE FABULOUS AND AMAZING BRITTANY WHO IS MY TUMBLR DAUGHTER AND JUST SO AWESOME. SHE WANTED JOHN FUCKING SHERLOCK AGAINST A WALL AND SOMEHOW A COUCH APPEARED BUT THAT’S BESIDE THE POINT. ILY TO DEATH BBGIRL, HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY AND MAY YOU TURN MANY, MANY MORE <3

mirabilelectu:

(Artwork taken from original post here, with all due credit to the original artist and their fabulous work)
Sunlight had no cause to be that bright, honestly. Not when you were waking up with the worst hangover you’d had in years, a hangover so bad that it nearly matched several of the mornings when he’d woken up covered in his own vomit and delirious from the amount of cocaine he’d injected into his body the night before. To have the sun already causing pain by beating at his closed eyelids simply wasn’t fair, and he was not happy about it.
With a groan, Sherlock rolled over onto his side and pushed himself into a sitting position, his head spinning wildly as he did so. There was a brief moment of panic as it felt like the room would spin out of control and the contents of his stomach would make a sudden appearance all at the same time, but with several deep breaths the moment passed. Sherlock still did not want to open his eyes, did not want to admit to himself that this was happening.
How had this happened, anyway? How on earth had he allowed himself to get into this state again after so many years? His memories of the night before were distressingly scattered, beginning to fall apart around the time the first bottle of champagne had been opened in celebration of successfully catching a murderer that had been at large for twenty years. After that, nothing. Nothing but a blur of colors and snippets of memory that blended together into a picture that made no sense. Because it made no sense for him to vaguely recall a shirt flying into the air, or handcuffs being clumsily dragged out of a bedside drawer. Ridiculous.
Well, there was nothing for it then. If he was to figure out what had happened to him last night - and he would figure it out - he would have to brave the sun and open his eyes. He groaned again as he peeled his eyes open, hating himself more with every millimeter, until he was blinking blearily and looking around his room for clues.
What?
Well that made no sense. Why were there two empty glasses on the floor of his bedroom? And why were John’s trousers carelessly discarded next to the empty bottles as if they had every right to be there? Dawning horror began to work its way into Sherlock’s clouded brain, and his eyes opened wide with shock as he tried to process this information. Headache forgotten, he jumped out of bed and whirled around only to have his worst fears confirmed.
John was in his bed. Or, to put it more accurately, John was handcuffed to his bed, passed out and entirely naked except for the shirt that had not quite made it off his shoulders. The carnage of their night was littered around him - more empty bottles, a bottle of lubricant, empty condom wrappers clearly thrown aside in drunken, careless haste. There was a ring of blood around the handcuff from where John had pulled against the restraint, more blood around his mouth, and nearly countless bruises, bite marks, and scrapes covering his body. Sherlock suddenly felt the sting of the scratch and bite marks covering his shoulders and back, and the soreness of muscles that had not been strenuously used in years. As he looked at John, still blissfully unaware of what he would wake up to, Sherlock felt his mind begin to spin out of control in horror, confusion, and no small amount of remembered arousal.
What the fuck happened last night?
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mirabilelectu:

(Artwork taken from original post here, with all due credit to the original artist and their fabulous work)

Sunlight had no cause to be that bright, honestly. Not when you were waking up with the worst hangover you’d had in years, a hangover so bad that it nearly matched several of the mornings when he’d woken up covered in his own vomit and delirious from the amount of cocaine he’d injected into his body the night before. To have the sun already causing pain by beating at his closed eyelids simply wasn’t fair, and he was not happy about it.

With a groan, Sherlock rolled over onto his side and pushed himself into a sitting position, his head spinning wildly as he did so. There was a brief moment of panic as it felt like the room would spin out of control and the contents of his stomach would make a sudden appearance all at the same time, but with several deep breaths the moment passed. Sherlock still did not want to open his eyes, did not want to admit to himself that this was happening.

How had this happened, anyway? How on earth had he allowed himself to get into this state again after so many years? His memories of the night before were distressingly scattered, beginning to fall apart around the time the first bottle of champagne had been opened in celebration of successfully catching a murderer that had been at large for twenty years. After that, nothing. Nothing but a blur of colors and snippets of memory that blended together into a picture that made no sense. Because it made no sense for him to vaguely recall a shirt flying into the air, or handcuffs being clumsily dragged out of a bedside drawer. Ridiculous.

Well, there was nothing for it then. If he was to figure out what had happened to him last night - and he would figure it out - he would have to brave the sun and open his eyes. He groaned again as he peeled his eyes open, hating himself more with every millimeter, until he was blinking blearily and looking around his room for clues.

What?

Well that made no sense. Why were there two empty glasses on the floor of his bedroom? And why were John’s trousers carelessly discarded next to the empty bottles as if they had every right to be there? Dawning horror began to work its way into Sherlock’s clouded brain, and his eyes opened wide with shock as he tried to process this information. Headache forgotten, he jumped out of bed and whirled around only to have his worst fears confirmed.

John was in his bed. Or, to put it more accurately, John was handcuffed to his bed, passed out and entirely naked except for the shirt that had not quite made it off his shoulders. The carnage of their night was littered around him - more empty bottles, a bottle of lubricant, empty condom wrappers clearly thrown aside in drunken, careless haste. There was a ring of blood around the handcuff from where John had pulled against the restraint, more blood around his mouth, and nearly countless bruises, bite marks, and scrapes covering his body. Sherlock suddenly felt the sting of the scratch and bite marks covering his shoulders and back, and the soreness of muscles that had not been strenuously used in years. As he looked at John, still blissfully unaware of what he would wake up to, Sherlock felt his mind begin to spin out of control in horror, confusion, and no small amount of remembered arousal.

What the fuck happened last night?

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moonpopsicle:

I have had this idea for a while and I keep coming back to it. I really want to make magical girl themed stickers created with the intention of using them to decorate birth control. I have a compact style birth control and I can’t look at it without thinking “I want this to be sailor moon themed” because that would just be so much cuter than the warning labels they put on it.
anyway, I want to make some but I’m not sure if anyone else would actually buy them or what service to use to make or distribute them. I’ve thought about redbubble but I’m not sure how to specify the size of the sticker on their site, and I’m not sure about the sticker quality because I’ve never ordered from them. They’re also a little bit pricey for something you want to use once a month. So I’m looking at sticker robot right now, but the smallest batch you can order is 250 stickers which is kind of a lot, especially considering that would be 250 of each design. The price would be somewhere between $1-2 per sticker, but that could go down the more people who are interested in the stickers there are (like if there are hundreds of people willing to purchase). I would like to make some designs for different pill containers, like the rectangular ones, too. I’m also interested in making designs that relate to other magical girl franchises.
I welcome all input, so please reblog this and add your own comments! Is this idea cute or just silly and inappropriate?
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moonpopsicle:

I have had this idea for a while and I keep coming back to it. I really want to make magical girl themed stickers created with the intention of using them to decorate birth control. I have a compact style birth control and I can’t look at it without thinking “I want this to be sailor moon themed” because that would just be so much cuter than the warning labels they put on it.
anyway, I want to make some but I’m not sure if anyone else would actually buy them or what service to use to make or distribute them. I’ve thought about redbubble but I’m not sure how to specify the size of the sticker on their site, and I’m not sure about the sticker quality because I’ve never ordered from them. They’re also a little bit pricey for something you want to use once a month. So I’m looking at sticker robot right now, but the smallest batch you can order is 250 stickers which is kind of a lot, especially considering that would be 250 of each design. The price would be somewhere between $1-2 per sticker, but that could go down the more people who are interested in the stickers there are (like if there are hundreds of people willing to purchase). I would like to make some designs for different pill containers, like the rectangular ones, too. I’m also interested in making designs that relate to other magical girl franchises.
I welcome all input, so please reblog this and add your own comments! Is this idea cute or just silly and inappropriate?
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moonpopsicle:

I have had this idea for a while and I keep coming back to it. I really want to make magical girl themed stickers created with the intention of using them to decorate birth control. I have a compact style birth control and I can’t look at it without thinking “I want this to be sailor moon themed” because that would just be so much cuter than the warning labels they put on it.

anyway, I want to make some but I’m not sure if anyone else would actually buy them or what service to use to make or distribute them. I’ve thought about redbubble but I’m not sure how to specify the size of the sticker on their site, and I’m not sure about the sticker quality because I’ve never ordered from them. They’re also a little bit pricey for something you want to use once a month. So I’m looking at sticker robot right now, but the smallest batch you can order is 250 stickers which is kind of a lot, especially considering that would be 250 of each design. The price would be somewhere between $1-2 per sticker, but that could go down the more people who are interested in the stickers there are (like if there are hundreds of people willing to purchase). I would like to make some designs for different pill containers, like the rectangular ones, too. I’m also interested in making designs that relate to other magical girl franchises.

I welcome all input, so please reblog this and add your own comments! Is this idea cute or just silly and inappropriate?


 “Some serial killers will let you live if you talk to them, if you get to them, if they get to know you; some serial killers will take pity while others won’t. This not only applies to serial killers but killers in general. Some killers are hell-bent on just killing regardless of circumstances or situation. They have made up their minds even before they encounter you and there is no way out of it. The victim is at a disadvantage because she or he does not know the mind of the killer or what he is thinking.”
- Richard Ramirez

Some serial killers will let you live if you talk to them, if you get to them, if they get to know you; some serial killers will take pity while others won’t. This not only applies to serial killers but killers in general. Some killers are hell-bent on just killing regardless of circumstances or situation. They have made up their minds even before they encounter you and there is no way out of it. The victim is at a disadvantage because she or he does not know the mind of the killer or what he is thinking.”

- Richard Ramirez

Become friends with people who aren’t your age. Hang out with people whose first language isn’t the same as yours. Get to know someone who doesn’t come from your social class. This is how you see the world. This is how you grow.

note to self  (via koreyan)