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Chapter 17 is finally up! (on AO3)

Sherlock turns and kisses John again, on that spot between his brows. He rests his lips against John’s skin for a long time. He runs his fingertips across John’s neck, down his back, and up again. John’s weariness eases a bit. How can Sherlock be so good at comforting, John wonders, when he’s — when he’s never been with anyone? John is surprised by the answer that comes straight into his mind. It’s probably because Sherlock knows what it feels like to be alone, tired, and desperate.

Enjoy 15k of the boys in France – taking their relationship a bit further and letting us get a glimpse of John’s past.

My eternal thanks and tons of kisses go to @ennisgarlaend and @green-violin-bow for being the best betas and friends I could ask for, and to all the readers who are still onboard this voyage! ❤

With whatever may happen to fandom on tumblr – I’m planning to stick around on this platform until my blog gets deleted or everybody else is gone. I might try dreamwidth (haven’t got the hang of it yet, though) and pillowfort (haven’t got an invitation yet), but I’m not sure I have the energy to start completely new in a different place at the moment. However, you’ll find me on twitter as alexaprilgarden. And on AO3, of course.

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You see Ivan…. Enemy can not aim through tears.

Jesus.
Seeing the wedding ring was interesting. Cause you know he played this for his wife. Wherever she is.

According to the video cnn did on this guy back in 2014, he moved to the Ukrainian capitol after his wife and child had died. While volunteering with the revolution, he saw a piano in the square and decided to play.

Evidently he’s known as the Piano Extremist.

What song is this?

Nuvole Bianche by Ludovico Einaudi.