3- However, the blond was hers – second cousin’s nephew, thrice removed on her sister’s side – and sensible as well as experienced. He recognised the symptoms, despite being a tad incapacitated, and pried himself loose long enough to warn the brother, if belatedly, to lock themselves away for a couple of days to be safe. Then, nothing left to do but let Nature take its course. If Nanny Ogg’s cakes were legendary, her brews were twice as famous; it was nearly a week before the fumes died down.

I kind of love that this has become a thing, too.  Actually both things.  *laughs*  Good to see John’s still got his head on straight under the influence.  Well, I say straight…

2- She never expected that the tall one – some third or fourth cousin of Granny’s, or so Nanny Ogg did her best to recall, what with all the twice-removeds, steps, and halfs in the middle – would send his elder brother a fat slice to taunt him. Nor did she find out till later that said brother shared his slice with that charming silver-haired constable, or whatever rank he held (who kept up with fiddly details on that side anyway?). Just another twist of Fate, or one of that lot, being clever.

Oh, I see what you did there..  *giggles*  I love this askfic so much….. (*makes grabby hands for more*)

1- It was probably Greebo’s fault, but Nanny Ogg wouldn’t blame her one-eyed darling (she was the only person in the universe who still saw a sweet fluffy kitten rather than an auxiliary member of the apocalypse club sans horse), so she told herself that an errant breeze had tipped the remainder of her bottle of Passion’s Philtre into the cake mix. Trouble was, Nanny didn’t notice the ‘scene of the crime’ till after the cake had been delivered. Good thing those two lads were fond of each other.

Oh god, this is a thing now, isn’t it?  We’ve made this a thing…  (Actually, I find I’m completely okay with that, if one were to judge by the grin I can’t quite drop :D)  But, Random- Random, you wrote for my crossover!  Let me love you~!  *HUGS* 

*For the unfamiliar – which I would assume to be nearly everyone – this askfic is directly related to this, this and an as yet unposted Discworld crossover that I keep writing teasers for. XD

random-nexus:

reapersun:

tumblr i’m sorry but i really like this au fic okay

even though i’ve never read any pern novels

it’s just really cute okay

also my obsession with monster hunter armors crept in and made me spend way too much time drawing this

I HAD NO IDEA THIS CROSSOVER EXISTED! MY BRAIN HAS ASPLODED WITH GLEE! THIS IS F’ING AWESOME ART! NO I CAN’T GET OUT OF CAPSLOCKS! AAAAAHHHH!!!

How did I not know this crossover existed until now?  O_O  With the art and the fic and the happy flailing… 

cocokat:

Leroux!Phantom/SH crossover

Except Sherlock and John meet in Persia, where John is a soldier being held captive and soon to be put to death. Sherlock has been an ‘entertainer’ for the Shah and the Khanum (if orchestrating extravagant killings is entertainment) of Persia, but they are growing tired of him and his endless superiority, and Sherlock knows they will soon attempt to kill him. Somehow, John and Sherlock end up meeting and Sherlock helps him escape under the promise that he will get safe passage into France, where a long-dead artist and relative of his had left money on which Sherlock could survive. John ends up tagging along for far longer than is expected.

Also, Irene Adler is totally a contralto at the opera house that Sherlock decides to haunt!!!1