Sherlock Holmes
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Observation: Husband recommends books. Effect: Unexpected attraction. Explanation: Neural circuits for admiration, attachment, and fascination converge.
January 28, 2026 at 4:26 PM
Observation: Husband recommends books. Effect: Unexpected attraction. Explanation: Neural circuits for admiration, attachment, and fascination converge.
Gah, he’s lovely.
January 23, 2026 at 7:41 PM
Gah, he’s lovely.
Happy New Year, Bluesky.
January 1, 2026 at 10:05 PM
Happy New Year, Bluesky.
If you only knew the ways John and I have just taken each other apart.
December 22, 2025 at 5:52 PM
If you only knew the ways John and I have just taken each other apart.
Still horribly, sickeningly in love.
December 19, 2025 at 10:48 PM
Still horribly, sickeningly in love.
He’s home. He’s home. He’s home.
December 6, 2025 at 6:53 PM
He’s home. He’s home. He’s home.
Co-signed, or whatever it is people say.
Tip for life: always save room for dessert.
October 6, 2025 at 11:26 AM
Co-signed, or whatever it is people say.
Soaped up John under the shower this evening. I’m the luckiest bastard alive.
September 30, 2025 at 11:02 PM
Soaped up John under the shower this evening. I’m the luckiest bastard alive.
Hate being like this. Why am I like this?
September 12, 2025 at 5:30 PM
Hate being like this. Why am I like this?
Note to self: Case enjoyment drops approximately 60% when away from him beyond ten hours.
September 9, 2025 at 11:38 PM
Note to self: Case enjoyment drops approximately 60% when away from him beyond ten hours.
Would marry him again.
September 3, 2025 at 9:05 AM
Would marry him again.
Dreamt I had head lice. You’d think that would be enough for a nightmare, but no. John then insisted I shave my head or he’d leave me. So I shaved it, and he still left me. Said I’m “nothing without my curls”. Happy Monday.
August 4, 2025 at 8:07 AM
Dreamt I had head lice. You’d think that would be enough for a nightmare, but no. John then insisted I shave my head or he’d leave me. So I shaved it, and he still left me. Said I’m “nothing without my curls”. Happy Monday.
So beautiful when he laughs.
June 30, 2025 at 9:37 PM
So beautiful when he laughs.
A consistently lovely thing. Him.
June 27, 2025 at 8:31 PM
A consistently lovely thing. Him.
I’m not supposed to be like this. Not here. Not with them. Especially not with her.
June 26, 2025 at 7:40 PM
I’m not supposed to be like this. Not here. Not with them. Especially not with her.
Never imagined Father’s Day to mean so much.
June 15, 2025 at 7:36 PM
Never imagined Father’s Day to mean so much.
It’s difficult not to believe in some form of fate when you consider how my entire happiness rested on one man limping into my life.
June 8, 2025 at 4:37 PM
It’s difficult not to believe in some form of fate when you consider how my entire happiness rested on one man limping into my life.
Happy Pride Month, Bluesky.
As a lovely man once said to me: It’s all fine.
As a lovely man once said to me: It’s all fine.
June 1, 2025 at 5:54 PM
Happy Pride Month, Bluesky.
As a lovely man once said to me: It’s all fine.
As a lovely man once said to me: It’s all fine.
Not sure how, but I’m more in love with John than I ever have been.
May 31, 2025 at 11:55 AM
Not sure how, but I’m more in love with John than I ever have been.
Sun-kissed and smiling, recreating my grandmother’s recipes in her old kitchen. Yes, I am quite in love.
May 25, 2025 at 4:35 PM
Sun-kissed and smiling, recreating my grandmother’s recipes in her old kitchen. Yes, I am quite in love.
Apology coffee is acceptable.
Apology pastries are better.
Apology fellatio—oh, suddenly I can’t remember what I was cross about.
Apology pastries are better.
Apology fellatio—oh, suddenly I can’t remember what I was cross about.
May 12, 2025 at 10:22 AM
Apology coffee is acceptable.
Apology pastries are better.
Apology fellatio—oh, suddenly I can’t remember what I was cross about.
Apology pastries are better.
Apology fellatio—oh, suddenly I can’t remember what I was cross about.
Watching John Watson pad about my family home is a sight I’ll never get sick of, or quite believe.
April 19, 2025 at 10:08 PM
Watching John Watson pad about my family home is a sight I’ll never get sick of, or quite believe.