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"Trinket is very useful!" Vex argues, unprompted, and Scanlan wisely says nothing because he's already been slapped upside the head by her once and he isn't interested in having it happen again.
"Of course," Percy says again, his voice grave but with the hint of a smirk on his face, half-hidden by his book. "A very useful hiding bear."
Or, a series of conversations, held at range.
30 Jun 2018
It’s 1866. John Watson is a former army doctor who served in India. He left the service after a mysterious traumatic incident and has been farming in the backwoods of Canada. Sherlock Holmes is an avid botanist and possible hysteric who is a very loud thorn in his brother Mycroft’s side.
Since Mycroft wishes to run for Parliament during the first Canadian election, he knows he needs his troublesome younger brother out of their hometown of Carleton before he can precipitate any scandal—and what better place for a botanist than a backwoods farm? Especially when it’s run by someone who just might be able to treat Sherlock’s hysteria?
(Aka Red writes a m/m pioneer romance novel, complete with extra!virgin!Sherlock, rugged farmer in linen shirts!John and judgmental lesbian goats.)
- Part 2 of The Backwoods of Canada
"The moment Rhett saw the small, soft, brown bear, though, a plain, nondescript one, his mind was made up. It was particularly soft, the fur extra fluffy and whispy. “I want this one.” It lacked the over-the-top nature of the other bears, wasn’t bright green or blue or pink, and didn’t have the over-exaggerated features of the giraffes or sharks or narwhals. It was just… a bear. And that was exactly what appealed to Rhett."
Rhett's always wanted to check out Build-A-Bear and make a bear of his very own, so when their kids are with a babysitter for an afternoon, Link decides to take Rhett to pick one. But once inside the store, Link struggles not to see the similarities between Rhett and the very special furry friend he's building.
One year ago, the culprit slipped through his fingers and into the fog. One year ago, he failed. Not only himself, but his family, his friends; all the bonds he’d come to hold so dear.
A scream, a bottle, a second chance...
Fortune favours the fool, as they say, and turns the clock turn back. Fog looms over the city of Inaba, and this time, if he can’t find the truth, it will swallow everything.
But death is not the end for my guest,
instead it has offered a new beginning...
“Aw,” Grizz starts, making fun of his best friend, “you love me! And you didn't even say no homo.”
“Pro bromo, no homo. There, happy?” Sam signs, pushing playfully against Grizz’s shoulder with his own.
(Or: Grizz goes to college, comes out, and adopts a cat)
Oh, and finds love and hope in Sam Eliot