falling_voices: (maggie)
... of how LiveJournal managed to alienate its entire userbase because it wanted to be Facebook when it grew up. LJ, seriously, do you want us to move to DreamWidth? do you?

Well, at any rate, they're hosting a free-signing week over there now, no need for invite codes, so I've opened an account, in case LJNews continues to ignore the fifty pages and counting of people protesting and there's a mass migration. I might not come to use it, but at least it's there, and if needed I can use it to mirror the entries here.

Most of the kinkmemes I'm on have managed to circle round the problem by using Minimalist layout styles that at least allow us to use preview comments and parent threads, thankfully. So far, I think [livejournal.com profile] kinkme_merlin is closest to our normal comment pages, but [livejournal.com profile] sherlockbbc_fic doesn't seem to be doing a bad job either. (Thank everything. I browse that meme in flat view, having no parent option on threads would be horrible.)

And then of course I spent two hours trying to find a layout that would 1. be readable with the comment pages customized, 2. fit ToNC, which with its fuckton of coding doesn't fit most customized comment pages, and 3. actually look good. I've settled on this one, for now; I might switch to a cleaner, black&white one later, I dunno. Thoughts?

On the other hand, there is new (new new new) Sherlock footage.
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Dear Internet connection: Y U NO WORK. (AGAIN.)

I seem to only update this journal to bemoan my dysfunctional relationship with Technology these days. Rest of the time, considering that my writer's block is reaching heights never before imagined, I've been trying my hand at podfic — apparently my Sherlock voice is ridiculous and very, very posh. A little bit French, too? aw, man, I like it, what can I say.

Speaking of podfic, if you haven't seen it yet, the wonderful [livejournal.com profile] quintenttsy has recorded a fantastic version of anywhere i go, you go. ♥♥♥ do listen to it, she has a lovely voice.

In other news: The Social Network fandom has swallowed me completely, ogod. I'd loved the movie when it came out, and I'd dipped in the fandom briefly last year before Sherlock got its grip upon me, but with the current lull in Sherlock fandom I'm (re-)discovering the incredibly talented authors and stories written around Mark&Eduardo Epic Break-Up tragic friendship no, fuck that, it really is an Epic Break-Up. I don't know if any of you are in that fandom at all, but if you've so much as seen the movie, or if you're into Doctor Who (that's a safer demographic on this journal, I reckon), have a rec:

Place That Don't Know My Name, by [livejournal.com profile] veritasrecords
eduardo-centric, mark/eduardo, amy/rory | 15,300 words | PG-13

"There's a --" Rory says, stammering. "In the neck -- with your hand. Knocks them out. I learned it in med school," he finishes on a mumble.

"Rory Pond," Eduardo goes with fervent amazement. "You are the most kickass person I know."


and its sequel:

Place Between Here And The Destination, by [livejournal.com profile] veritasrecords
mark-centric, mark/eduardo, sean/other!amy, doctor/tardis(?) | 40,000 words | R

"Mark," she greets him, like she does it all the time: Mark isn't entirely unused to this, because the more famous you get, the more magazine articles there are about you and the more movies are made about your life, the more complete strangers come up to you and apparently know everything about you. It never stops being incredibly creepy.

"Sweetie," she says warmly, showing teeth. "You're going to need this, it's psychic," and then she hands him a toilet paper roll.

So much gloriousness, I don't even — just. Read them. Yeah.
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... my laptop just shouted 'You're an idiot!' at me.

I. Just. What.

(I think it's breaking down. Most of it just — doesn't work anymore, apps and scrolling menus and folders and documents don't respond to any kind of stimulation, the dock might as well not be there at all. The only thing still going is the Internet, and that's only because I left Firefox open. This feud will never end.

Still, I wasn't quite expecting it to add insult to injury so literally.)
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Shamelessly stolen from [livejournal.com profile] fuyu_no_fuheiPosting the names of all the files in my Sherlock WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Choose one (or a few, I don't care), and I will post a random line or two.

In no particular order of completion, importance, or capitalization:

  • The Light Discontinued
  • Our Hugest Home
  • writer!john
  • Derringer Sky; android!sherlock
  • Somewhere From Mars
  • there's propaganda for you
  • the grand tour of europe
  • the Heart!verse (cardiac surgery)
  • John.txt
  • angst-ridden pre-reichenbach epic
  • dust off your converse (time to see the universe) (who!crossover)
  • TONC!deleted scenes
  • ETA, I forgot: TTSSish spy!au. 

... most of which are both non-descriptive and ridiculous. FML. Or my brain. Or my love for exclamation marks.

(Am now hunting down Downton Abbey season the second (which is apparently nowhere so far), fald;kalskal;sfa OH YOU BEAUTIFUL IDIOTS.)
falling_voices: (i wear a fez now)
Things this week shall be remembered by:

  • uni administration what are you doing why am I taking Swedish (actually, Swedish is quite good, but I wanted German, damnit.)
  • internet connection. What, what, what are you doing.
  • I seem to have fallen hopelessly in love with Downton Abbey.

I'll have to finish the first season before I actually review it more thoroughly, but right now I'm just flailing over Titanic and costumes and Belle Epoque and Maggie Smith and shiny things everywhere. Also, Matthew Crawley.

(Alsoalso, the music.)
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1. [livejournal.com profile] errantcomment has just updated Sherlock Holmes' Diary. Read it. LOL at it. It is every bit as glorious as the first installment.

2. ooh look, fic! which isn't strictly new; it was originally a fill on the Sherlock fic!meme back in August, and then I all but forgot about it altogether (because vacation and England and uni and reasons). I've rediscovered it recently, and reworked it slightly. The concept of Sherlock literally stealing hearts to replace his own still makes me grin rather foolishly.



anywhere i go, you go
Sherlock/John.
2148 words.
R. Warning for slight vore at the end — entirely consensual, and at least half metaphorical by this point, idk.
Sherlock belongs to the Beeb, Moffat, and Gatiss; originally ACD's; I make no money with this and mean no copyright infringement.
Written for this prompt: Sherlock doesn't have a heart of his own, so he steals others' for a while and then gives them back so the person keeps living. When John notices, he gives Sherlock his heart. And the heart grows.

notes: [livejournal.com profile] ningen_demonai is utterly insane, and has been trying to rationalize the fuck out of this universe, while I was mostly doing jazz hands and going METAPHOR at everything. Now I half want to continue this 'verse and have Sherlock&John get cardiac surgery together. Also, awake. (Fuck you, I have stuff to do!) The title is taken from e. e. cummings' poem 'i carry your heart with me', which is a stunning lack of originality on my part but just fit the prompt too well to pass.

notes2: [livejournal.com profile] quintenttsy has recorded a beautiful podfic of this. ♥


the first time sherlock finds john's heart, it is two in the morning. )
falling_voices: (fore'ead tap.)
Guys, if you haven't read [livejournal.com profile] errantcomment's glorious Bridget Jones!Sherlock story yet, don't wait another minute — it's hilarious, and stunningly believable, and has a scrumptious Molly. And, apparently, there's more coming. There are no words for how much I'm looking forward to it.

Secondly, Closing Time. ALL MY FEELINGS, in no sense of order whatsoever.

Read more... )
falling_voices: (an aeroplane.)
Someone force me to write this thing.

Before I throw my desk out the window. I have thought up so many plot points and character motivations and secret detective agencies in the heart of London of all things bloody hell — in the last two days that my head is very much about to explode. 

(Um, also: I've watched The God Complex, but the review shouldn't be up until tomorrow or the day after that, due to difficulties in conquering the wifi connection. It won't connect! WHY DON'T YOU CONNECT ANYMORE.)
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Oh hey, guys, I'm abandoning [livejournal.com profile] nuitdenovembre, for now at least. There isn't any actual, logical reason — it just feels redundant and unnecessary, and I rarely ever log in there. Whatever fic there'll be in the future will be posted here again, etc.

Anyway. ToNC, coming your way.


The Theory Of Narrative Causality
sherlock/john.
nc-17. porn. no specific warnings.
sherlock belongs to the beeb, moffat, and gatiss; originally acd's; I make no money and mean no copyright infringement.
written for this prompt: Sherlock and John are BNFs in Sherlock Holmes fandom. Together, they fight crime. (Always.) And write porn, incidentally.

 
 
notes; links )
 
falling_voices: (rule the world)
My iPod has risen from the dead! It works! It plays music! It's alive!

AH CAN HAS PODFIC NAO. om nom nom nom.

\o/

(regarding the DC-752 file, I have one thing to say: HOLY BANANAS. That is all.)
falling_voices: (a bookstore)

So:

1. Happy birthday, [livejournal.com profile] katty008 ! This is drastically late, I apologize, but this week came straight from hell with no return ticket. Many happy returns, m'dear. ♥

2. regarding DC 733. )

3. regarding homespun. )

4. So, electronics? WHY DOEST THOU HATE ME SO. My last standing working USB card went KABOOM on me, and today being the 1st of May I can't go out and just, y'know, buy another. And because my laptop's Internet connection went all OH HAI UM NO, I can't do anything till Monday. Can't send you the KA smutfic, mah Sa', can't continue my [livejournal.com profile] hetalia_kink fill, can't send my philosophy notes to classmates.

In other words: This. Sucks.

To continue on a slightly worrying note: philosophy exam on Monday.

To finish on a slightly less worrying note: am leaving for Belgium on Tuesday. Cherry beer! cheap clothes! lots of, er, time on bus-trip to write in!
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 Today, in order, I:

1. went to school at nine in the morning, despite the fact that school let out last week, just so I could get my history essay on Religion and Society around the Mediterranean Sea back. It is, by the way, two months late.
2. didn't get it, because my teacher is the laziest person in existence. And he looks like a teddy bear, so I can't be mad at him for more than two minutes.
3. had to stay for a one-hour sermon on What and What Not To Do During The Big Time Exams, i.e., in two weeks. Well, why d'you think they let us out at all?
4. went to order a new ID card, having lost the previous one. (Of course.) Waiting hall was a good hour, and people were having fights in it.
5. signed myself up for a theatre course after the Big Time Exams. (Romeo and Juliet, of all things.)
6. went to the library and bought eight books. Eight. My finances are not going to make this.
7. unxpectedly met a friend I hadn't talked to in four years.
8. had lunch with her, because why the hell not.
9. went to the movies and saw Adèle Blanc-Sec. Nice movie, by the way.
10. ... came home. Wrote fic. I still blame you for sidetracking me, Sa'.
11. was thwarted by electronics again. Honestly, USB cards? are you going to pick on me now?

It's five in the afternoon.

I wonder what's next.

The only reason why I feel my day was so busy is probably that I'm getting used to getting up at ten in the morning and doing nothing but work all day, though...

ETA: 'llo, Sa'. According to Google, I'm in Buenos Aires. :D

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