Julian and those pants… Can’t decide if I want to see them on him or off him!
Take Me Out to the Holosuite, 7.4
On my computer, there is a folder…
That was the best 10 minutes of my life!
Lost my shit at chinfinite
AMAAAZING!
Damn. Bashir be lookin’ güd in those tight pants…
[Alexander Siddig is going to be at the 2013 Las Vegas Star Trek convention!!]
“I can explain,” Sherlock promised, his voice raw and rough in John’s ear. “I will tell you everything… anything… all of it, I swear…” He swallowed, knowing he should pull back, give John time, allow room for his anger. “I’ll let go in a minute… “ Sherlock held on.
Slowly, John’s arms rose to wrap around the apparition before him, unexpected, unbelievable, but entirely and completely familiar. “Sherlock…” he started, but there was nowhere to go beyond that name… nothing else in the world that he wanted. “Sherlock…” His arms tightened, fingers splaying out. “Don’t let go…”
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