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#weird synchronicity I was just thinking about regularities in the regularities we use to sort our own cognition
I sat on this ask for a bit trying to see if I had anything cogent or at least coherent to say, but couldn't really, so I suppose I'll just dump some of stray bits and pieces I've been fumbling with.
This usage of "regularities" I stole from Andy Clark's Surfing Uncertainty, where he uses it to refer to the most broad, generic possible class of things that happen, that the brain can notice/capture/model/etc. No idea if this is some kind of standard in cognitive philosophy/neuroscience or if it's just something he picked for that book to make sure people didn't confuse it with some more specific ontological category or narrower understanding of some of the things collections of neurons do.
English (and presumably other languages) have a lot of different words for things that we experience ourselves doing internally. We think thoughts and have ideas and remember memories and imagine all kinds of things. We experience events and sometimes we experience ourselves noticing that we're experiencing an event and we remember those events and sometimes we construct as part of that memory experiencing the experience (whether or not we were actively noticing it at the time). We notice stuff, catch on to things. Come to understandings. Are confused. We consider objects and somehow also subjects. We model existence both explicitly and implicitly. Some of the "mental objects" that we use to represent reality internally are representations of first class, physical objects (a specific tree) sometimes the regularities across groups of physical objects (trees in general), sometimes a regularity in how things act (trees growing), etc, but sometimes the objects are strictly internal ones: concepts, memories, recalled sense impressions, associations, emotions.
All these myriad ways of carving up the reality of our experience of experience; what parts overlap and what parts don't even border, leaving a gap in what we can easily refer to? What is a high quality and yet simple model of how we model things?
I spend a lot of time considering the behavior of each of these regularities, trying to figure out where I might even start looking for regularities between them.
Sometimes when I recollect something it has a number of sensory associations that also become salient, and sometimes it doesn't.
Sometimes when I have an idea it seems to come in words, sometimes images, sometimes in some direct thing that feels concrete to me but that I cannot make explicit in the outer world and have to "translate".
Thinking is my special interest so I spend quite a lot of time mentally rotating mental rotation. (Why are abstract concepts are something I can do spatial reasoning to? Is this some kind of conceptual<>spatial synesthesia? Something that everybody does but doesn't talk about the way I do? Something that I've developed a specific capacity to, that anyone could if they found it useful? Is a lot of all human experience of interiority filtered through spatial reasoning, or is that something that varies between individuals?)
I feel like there's a solid chance this is a somewhat hopeless quest without a better understanding of the underlying physical phenomena that would let me better predict what sort of properties would be most useful to categorize my internal experiences, but I can't stop pondering and all my interest in the subject doesn't quite pay out in the will to chew through textbooks like like Cerebral Cortex: Principles of Operation.
My theory of mind (ability to model other minds) is telling me that to someone outside of my brain there's a solid chance this is mostly noise, words strung together to sound evocative but are ultimately vacuous. It all feels meaningful to me, even if some of the specific subjects are opaque, but meaning is just another thing the brain does, and may or may not pay out in something useful.
Thank you for the ask, I hope at least something in this screed sparked something in your own mind.
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6:47 PM EDT March 20, 2024:
Bellini - "The Best Song On A Starship"
From the album Snowing Sun
(August 27, 2002)
Last song scrobbled from iTunes at Last.fm
Love it where the worlds of science fiction and rock 'n' roll collide, if only for the things I get to then think about, even if I mix things up, even if I can't keep them straight, even if it does become this confusing synesthesia . . . .
One of the subtexts in the back of my brain to the concept of supralight, interstellar travel, like they so often talk about in sci-fi, but so very rarely sing about in rock 'n' roll, is that it would to the travelers who use it be in some sense psychedelic.
Or perhaps psychedelic is the wrong word; what I mean is that faster than light travelers would have the impossible made manifest to them. The other side of the light speed limit is a place without causality, a time without logic.
"The Best Song On A Starship" reminds me of a sci-fi story I once read by James Blish called "Common Time." Our hero Garrard, on an antiseptic starship bound for Alpha Centauri, wakes up shortly into his journey to find that his subjective time has been stretched 7200 times; two hours pass for him in the time it takes his wallclock to show the passage of a second.
Then, by the time he's rigorously explicated this state of affairs, the clock has sped up 'til it's the other way around: two hours is like a second to him. His senses fade, until there is nothing but a dim red, and then comes the pseudo death . . . .
From which he is awoken by the rodalent beademungen, "a living being, organized horizontally" who think and speak radically differently--though in English, or at least so it seems to our addled hero. They hold vast conversations, Garrard and the clinesteron beademung, which our hero understands perfectly. "I pitch you-them to fullest love," he tells the beademungen. "I shall adore the radioceles of Alpha and Proxima Centauri, 'on Earth as it is in Heaven.' Now the overdrive my-other must woo and win me, and make me adore a featureling much like silence."
Garrard was created in 1953, well in advance of not just cosmopolitan math rock bands, but also ahead of all the glorious and insipid proclamations of love that would compose 1960's psychedelia. Regardless of this chronological accident, no lysergic astronaut of that later time could have postulated a credo of love and wonderfully distorted thought processes any better.
And then Garrard heads home and the story ends attending to its own priorities, but the starship that Blish showed me as this place of deep time- and logicfuck has always stayed with me.
"Best Song on A Starship" inhabits the same distorted place, with Sicilian vocalist Giovanna Cacciola's disconnected ramblings, words coming to her atop the angular rhythms randomly, without logic, residing like the bedemungen in a space independent of the need for it.
The song's a progression of the intersection between the impossible states in space-time and the mundane. 20 degress she's getting dressed; 40 degrees she's on a starship, cool and clean and disinfected, smelling like rubbing alcohol, but time's all wrong.. 50 degrees she's shot into a place past logic, where the impossible is self-evident, and she sees their enormous heads and she disappears, surfing into the clear white galactic light.
https://lahistoriadelamusicarock.blogspot.com/2008/12/bellini-best-song-on-starship-from.html
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Kristen’s LA Concert Calendar: 7/31-8/6
I’ve been driving around listening to Andrew McMahon full blast on the stereo, inspired by another riveting performance at the Sad Summer Festival where he surfed the audience on an inflatable llama, brought out the “Synesthesia” parachute, and featured his daughter Cecilia on her eponymous hit. Although Andrew’s newest album, Tilt At The Wind No More, might be one of my favorites from his…
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Andrew McMahon at Skyline Stage Philadelphia 8/14/22
It had been way too long since I last saw Andrew McMahon - I'm thinking it was that super fun show at Voodoo Fest in 2017. I just read his excellent memoir Three Pianos and while I knew a lot about his back story, all the details were filled in. Just made me appreciate him even more all things considered. I had checked set lists before his set and he did a pretty standard show with one exception.
Andrew McMahon
Skyline Stage at the Mann Center
Philadelphia PA
8/14/22
Bruised
High Dive
I Woke Up in a Car
The Mixed Tape
Cavanaugh Park
Island Radio
The Distance (Cake cover)
Holiday From Real
Hurricane
Cecilia and the Satellite
Punk Rock Princess
Konstantine
Fire Escape
Stars
Dark Blue
Synesthesia
Yes, you're reading that right. He covered Cake's "The Distance" with a special guest appearance by Chris Carrabba! It was unexpected and so fun. They actually gave a Beastie Boys "Sabatoge" vibe. (Check the video on my insta.) The rest of the show was a high energy (as usual). Andrew has always just been so infectiously joyful. From heading out in the crowd for "Island Radio" in a pool toy (pre COVID he'd just go out and crowd surf) to jumping on his piano, to donning a rainbow light up cape, he just brings it. And he had his daughter come out for Celilia and the Satellite. She grabbed a mic and sang the oh ohs with us. That song makes me cry on a good day and it really made me cry this time around. The other highlight of the set for me was "Punk Rock Princess" because someday I'll find my garage band king. Last note, Andrew was especially talkative about previous shows in Philly and how the city (and its fans) had always been good to him. Here's to more of that!
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KANAME AMAGAWA / TWENTY - THREE / MUSICIAN
brief summary. the younger step-brother of haru amagawa. him and his brother leave by the ocean, right above haru’s late mother’s surf shop. kaname’s primary language is music + color. he has chromesthesia (a form of synesthesia where he sees sound in color). his preferred instrument is the guitar but he’s skilled in piano , vocals , and has recently started to learn how to play the violin. currently lead vocalist + guitarist of a popular band: iridescence.
brief personality outline. grouchy , straigthtforward, perceptive, hates liars, loves music, passionate, private, does most of his work late at night, a cat enthusiast, driven, creative, hates being late for things, long + fast strides, only smiles once every 3000 years, loyal, porcupine like, haru’s #1 fan, snorts, expert blanket fort builder, always carries a notebook and a pack of colored pencils with him, knows a bunch of cafes, likes to sit in sunlight.
open to: plotted / unplotted dynamics ! (hehe haha forced friendship?)
permanent interaction call: feel free to like this post if you want a starter from him at ANY TIME
navigation: chara tag / chara threads
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Top 10 Personal Favorite Hit Songs from 1996
Hang on... is that a list without Eurodance? What is this sorcery?
Disclaimers:
Keep in mind I’m using both the year-end top 100 lists from the US and from France while making these top 10 things. There’s songs in English that charted in my country way higher than they did in their home countries, or even earlier or later, so that might get surprising at times.
Of course there will be stuff in French. We suck. I know. It’s my list. Deal with it.
My musical tastes have always been terrible and I’m not a critic, just a listener and an idiot.
I have sound to color synesthesia which justifies nothing but might explain why I have trouble describing some songs in other terms than visual ones.
Some honorable mentions first, I guess, even though there’s already some filler on this list:
Rêver (Mylène Farmer) - I swear this would be on the list if it wasn’t so painful to listen to. Madam. Your voice. Just. Stop torturing it to reach these notes. Please. I beg you.
Bailando (Paradisio) - This tiptoes the line between catchy and annoying a bit too much for my liking.
1979 (The Smashing Pumpkins) - Isn’t it sad that this is eligible and that I don’t like it very much, but Ava Adore isn’t??
10 - Wannabe (Spice Girls)
US: Not on the list / FR: #1
I just said it was a list without eurodance. I never said the quality would be much higher.
You had to be there to realise how ubiquitous this song was at the time.
9 - Until it Sleeps (Metallica)
US: #92 / FR: #92 (oh wow, what are the odds)
Again, I’ve been overexposed to Metallica for the past ten years because I live with a fan of Metallica, so I tend to underrate them, but this particular song is still pretty great.
8 - Salvation (The Cranberries)
US: Not on the list / FR: #63
Not my favorite Cranberries song, but I had the single, and I listened to it from time to time, and that’s more than I can say for the previous two songs, so eh, it deserves to be here.
7 - I Love You Always Forever (Donna Lewis)
US: #8 / FR: #85
Quite possibly the stupidest lyrics ever written for a supposedly serious song, but that melody really gets stuck in your head, and not at all in an unpleasant way. Gotta admit, though, I liked that song a lot more back when I didn’t speak English, because it sounded way more mystical and interesting back then.
6 - Ironic (Alanis Morissette)
US: #13 / FR: #76
I know it’s an extremely obvious pick and everyone everywhere already praised this song. What can I say, sometimes things are popular for a good reason.
Speaking of popularity...
5 - I’m Popular (Nada Surf)
US: Not on the list / FR: #83
We’ve now entered the half of the list I really like, and here we have another song that I loved before I learned English and only loved it even more once I understood what it was saying. God, these lyrics. It’s kind of terrifying and almost dystopian, in a way.
4 - California (Mylène Farmer)
US: Not on the list / FR: #85
Listen. I’m trying and mostly failing so far to ignore her and you know it. But this time? I give up. I have to acknowledge great writing when I see it. It’s a song in French but written with as many English loanwords as possible to make it sound as if it was in English. And there’s puns everywhere. And the music is just great. And the music video is the best of all the Anamorphosée singles ; even if yes, the (kinda) not safe for work music videos are back, the story of this woman seeing someone that looks exactly like her and trying to avenge her is interesting.
Also it’s a great song for driving at night for some reason.
3 - Creep (Radiohead)
US: Not on the list / FR: #81
It seems like this song has been there forever. It’s the definitive song about being a fish out of water and, well, a creep, obviously. It’s so loved and well-known and it’s so important in the cultural landscape there’s memes based on it. There’s nothing more I could say about it. This song is great, Radiohead is great, you all know it - moving on.
2 - Fable (Robert Miles)
US: Not on the list / FR: #45
One day, a guy decided to put a dance beat on a pleasant but slightly melancholic piano melody with a few strings. And apparently, to my limited mind which confuses sounds and colors, that was a galaxy brain move, because holy s h i t this song looks fantastic. Incredible. The entire Dreamland album? Listened to it for hours. For days, even. And that’s one of the best tracks on it. I also had the single, because every time I found a single of a song I liked in a garage sale, I’d buy it just for the remix and/or the collector value.
And yeah, Fable?
Well.
For a while, in 2005...
...it was my favorite song of all time.
It’s only #2 on this year’s list for a very, very good reason though.
1 - Children (Robert Miles)
US: #65 / FR: #3
So. More Robert Miles, then. Uh. What I’m trying to say is that I really, really like melancholic melodies with a dance beat over them, isn’t it? Well, yes.
I would listen to this while walking. While doing my homework. While drawing. Sometimes before sleeping, and I had an entire narrative built around the whole Dreamland album and its songs, one in which I was some sort of explorer meeting a dragon in a deserted land and we were flying over it to try to bring life back to it with spells, or diving in the sea, or finding a crystal cave.
This is the first list of favorite songs I ever made.
This is another one a few years later.
And another one.
So... yeah. I really, really can’t be objective on that one.
Thank you Robert Miles.
Next up: a list with actual quality on it, maybe, if you squint.
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Huevember synesthesia art day 2, Joe Satriani, Circles, from his Surfing With The Alien album
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Today’s color is bright yellow, background is a very very dark blue.
This piece starts and ends with a radiating surreal noise, seen here as small bookends on the upper left and lower right corners. The beginning and end portions of the song are very similar, cascading loose lines depict the softly echoing electric guitar notes, with bright splashes in a few spots. The middle of the song is loud drum beats and crazy guitar riffs, messy curves, splashy splattering steaks, and a cloud of background noise.
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Living in Technicolor
This is something I like to call the Synesthesia AU. Now I know this isn't exactly how synesthesia works, but humor me for a bit. Also, for my sanity, I left out Mousse, the Tweedles and Amon. If you wanna read more of my stuff, then check here. PS thanks for the title idea Naga~
Everything had its own color. From vibrant to muted, everything every sound had a color - with people being the most dazzling of them all.
Everyone had their own mix of colors. No less than two but no more than four, always shifting as time went on, making it nigh impossible for any two people to be exactly the same, and it filled her days with magic not even Lancelot or Harr could ever hope to imagine. It was only something she could see - a world found not through looking, but through hearing.
Mornings in the kitchen with Luka were bathed in warm hues, while he himself would sneak a little lilac and blue - and a pink she’d only seen from a certain someone in the Red Army, if she were to be honest - whenever he reminded her of which to chop, which to simmer, which to take off the fire. Whatever heat there was, his calming presence, both seen and felt, eased her soul.
Training would then start, and she’d be bombarded by a myriad of colors that even the grandest of rainbows would be put to shame. Often times, the chaotic flashes that accompanied the soldiers’ shouts would be too much, and she’d wander off to somewhere quieter, until the hues slowed to faint pulses. It wouldn’t be long then, until Sirius’ soothing azure and green found her - those colors of his seamlessly melding with a deep purple and brilliant red in a way she found difficult to forget - and she’d be tasked with chores and errands.
Come afternoon, she’d be swept up in Fenrir’s whirlwind of lime as they roamed Central Quarter, warmed by the sweet traces of blush and steadied by the touches of slate and navy that danced around the periphery of her vision. Even on the gloomiest and coldest of days, he’d swoop in with his own version of a sun that could easily outshine the one that sat high up in the sky.
It was either that, or Seth would come bounding up to her, surrounding her with a sea of teal, with all the comforts of a gentle surf, the thrills of an intense wave, and… the mysteries of an endless depth. So much so that tendrils and blotches of an black would sometimes creep around the edges, ominous and heavy. Yet just as sudden as they would appear, they would disappear, and a soft beige would take its place, as if it was the shore to save her from drowning.
At night, it wasn’t as easy to see the shades people gave off - especially Ray’s. His was a blue that teetered between midnight and navy, something that swung between the solemn quiet of evening and the noble burden of duty. Scattered all across were flecks of yellow-green and wisps of mint, fading in and out like fireflies in a field on a midsummer night. Each moment he spoke was a breath of fresh air and a source of confidence, and it made it impossible not to pay attention.
There were days when she’d run into Red Army folk in Central Quarter, and despite their less than pleasant first impressions, she had come to appreciate the colors they brought with them as well.
Often, it was Kyle she would run into during her errands into Central Quarter, and at each instance, she’d be able to spot him first before being able to discern his hues. It was not unusual to find pastels hanging about him, what with all the children that surrounded him, and it was only when the little ones had gone back to their families that she’d be able to see the chocolate and burgundy his voice carried - cozy and familiar, with the gentle ripples of amber stirring up the slightest bit of mischief.
Sometimes, she would chance upon Zero while he was on patrol, and on rare occasions - whether it was by luck or lack thereof - Edgar would be with him. With those two together, she found some difficulty in separating their respective colors and pinpointing the softer tones, at first. Zero's crisp orange melted much too easily into Edgar's vibrant yellow, but in time, she learned.
With Zero, it was innocent baby blues and cream blooming here and there whenever he spoke… mostly. There were… instances - much too few and far in between - when she'd find black strike across her vision like dark lightning, and just like lightning, it'd be gone in the blink of an eye, leaving her wondering whether the flash had actually happened.
Edgar, much to her surprise, had pinks and lavenders strewn across, the two colors flaring up whenever he poked fun at someone - especially so when it was Jonah. His hues were sweet and cheery, reminiscent of the candies he oh so loved, but then from time to time, small cracks of something akin to a dark rust would appear along the edges, marring what otherwise would have been a happy scene. In no time though, those cracks would be patched up with more of his yellow, but they would always come back sooner or later, and it was a mystery to her what they could be.
It wasn’t often she'd run into Jonah, but when she did, carnation and lilac would flood all around her despite whatever sharp words he'd send her way. It made for an interesting sight - him brushing her off as coldly as he could, when his colors were something so tender and pure - and even with the occasional pulses of red, it didn't take away from his pastel, almost childlike tones. In those moments, she could see the family resemblance in a much different, much amusing way.
As for Lancelot - it didn't surprise her when a red that matched their Army's flag appeared when he first spoke. Initially, his voice, his color struck fear into her heart. However nowadays, although it still commanded attention, the gentler blues and violets she had come to know that accompanied his brilliant red made for something much more encouraging rather than frightening - save for the thin fog of black that would roll in and out of her view.
Some days would bring her to the White Rabbit's quaint home, where she'd be greeted with the smell of tea and sweets, Blanc's sky blue and Oliver's emerald green. She could still recall the first time she had met the two, the both of them filling her vision with colors she hadn't quite expected from them.
Aside from the cool blue and classic champagne that Blanc's words carried, as if stuck in an eternal clear spring day, there was also a halo of ashen gray surrounding her view. Which she found odd, if she had to be frank. After all, it was the kind of gray she had only seen in the elderly, along with other more muted colors, but Blanc’s were still striking in their own right - not at all what she would expect to see from someone supposedly nearing the end of their life.
Oliver was different matter of confusion all together. Most children would speak in pastels and light tones, but Oliver- Every time he opened his mouth, it was flashes of emerald, and gunmetal, and bronze. They were bright and distinct, and it was hard for her to believe that a child would have them. Even more confusing was the fact that Oliver's colors were exactly the same as one of Kyle's drinking buddies, and with all the people she had met - both in Cradle and in the Land of Reason - she had never seen two people have the same colors, ever. But everything was exactly the same between Oliver and that man, and it had her doubting just how true that belief of hers was.
And then there were also days when her feet - or a certain cat, as was usually the case - would lead her deep into the forest.
However, instead of the green from the foliage, she would find everything dyed in hues of magenta, purple and gold. It made for an entertaining walk through the woods, even more so when Loki amused her with little magic tricks that sent leaves and flower flying about like confetti. Even the Lake of Tears appeared more ethereal than it already was whenever she and Loki passed by.
If they were lucky, Harr would be there fishing and they'd be spared the rest of the walk to their home. Harr wasn't one to talk, but when he did, it was in a mellow violet, with misty blues and hazy reds she was certain she'd seen somewhere in the two Armies before. His calmer tones contrasted Loki's brighter ones, but there was a commonality between them - a black smoke that would come in wisps and whispers, barely visible but always there.
All their colors, she knew, stemmed from their personalities, their relationships, their experiences, and she couldn't help but wonder just how these people had come to know each other in such a profound way that it would leave a mark on their being. Even more, she wondered what color she would leave behind in them, because as easy as it was for her to see the colors of their voices-
She couldn't see her own.
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Hey, Steph. So... Today was the first day of this year's brazilian presidential elections, and over 40 million people voted for a fascist who openly hates gays. Could you recommend me some fics where Sherlock and John fight against homophobia somehow, or just something really fluffy? My heart is in pieces right now, I really need a distraction.
Oh my gosh, Lovely, I am SO SO sorry *hugs*. I unfortunately can’t think of any immediately on the top of my head (I wanted to answer this right away otherwise I would have waited like I normally do while I sort), though I know for a fact that I have some in my bookmarks. For now, I can direct you to the following LGBT Fic lists on Alexx’s blog:
Sherlock Comes Out as Gay
John Comes Out
John Comes Out- Part 2
John & Sherlock get Outed
John is Gay Fics
John Was “Straight” Before Sherlock
John in Denial After Sex with Sherlock
Sherlock is Flamboyant
Modern Homophobia
EDIT: Okay, so I did a quick search for basic tags on my Ao3 bookmarks and on my offline sorted lists, just because I really wanted to give you something
HOMOPHOBIA / SEXUALITY / PRIDE
Velvet by headlessjess (G, 1,155 w. || Pining, Angst, Jealous Sherlock, Loneliness, Sad Fic) – It’s the day, the wedding day - John and Mary, getting married. And then there’s Sherlock, in pain and in love, without knowing how to deal with it.
The Trial of Sherlock Holmes by jenna221b (G, 3,015 across 3 works || TAB!lock, Metafic / TJLC, Victorian AU / 1895, Christmas, Sherlock’s Mind Palace, Oscar Wilde) – Scripts based on speculation that Sherlock will be put on trial in The Abominable Bride to parallel the Oscar Wilde Trials of 1895.
Out of Time by westernredcedar (T, 3,163 w. || Wedding, Angst, Pining John, Sad Ending) – Somerset is a lovely place for a wedding, but what John hadn’t accounted for was the getting everyone there.
A Bit of Indulgence by beltainefaerie (NR, 3,364 w. || Fake Relationship, Pride Parade, Declarations of Love, Fluff, Dev. Rel., Case Fic) – A case leads John and Sherlock to fake being boyfriends and John runs into an old acquaintance.
five times sherlock holmes lied to john watson (and one time he finally told the truth) by miss_frankenstein (G, 5,948 w. || TAB Compliant || Homophobia, Pining Sherlock, Oscar Wilde Trials, Happy Ending) – Set in “The Abominable Bride” universe, this piece adopts a familiar format to chronicle Sherlock’s quiet suffering in the wake of the 1895 Oscar Wilde trials and the particular way they affect his relationship with (and feelings for) John.
Disguises are always a self-portrait by yellowteapots (NR, 6,223 w. || Case Fic, First Kiss, POV John, Fake Rel.) – Sherlock and John head out of town on a case of murder / suicide at a Pride Fest.
Matters of National Security by mistyzeo (E, 8,465 w. || Jealous Sherlock, First Time, RST, Idiots in Love, Frottage) – John starts dating a male client of Sherlock’s, and Sherlock can’t figure out why he’s so incensed about it.
Confidential by sussexbound (M, 10,654 w. || Epistolary, John’s Journal, First Kiss / Time, Fluff, Self-Acceptance/Discovery, John’s Sexuality) – When John accidentally stumbles upon the Confidential file Sherlock’s been keeping on him he is both angry and curious. What he learns about himself, though–well, that changes everything.
Your Eyes in Darkness Glowing by tamed_untranslatable (E, 14,686 w. || Est. Rel., Case Fic, Hotel Sex, Bottomlock, Anal, BJ’s, Porn With Feelings, Homophobia) – Sherlock gets roped into a case in Moscow on his brother’s insistence, but finds that he can’t do it without John.
A Hundred Thousand Ways to Say the Name John by Jberry (E, 16,825 w. || Fake Relationship, Fake Marriage, POV John, Pining John, Cruise Ship, Angst & Fluff, Case Fic) – John Watson and Sherlock Holmes must solve a case on a cruise ship. To get close to the crew and passengers, they must get married for the case on the Baetica. However, their relationship hits rocky seas both due to the case and internal conflicts. Part 1 of Baetica
Best of Three by SilentAuror (E, 17,473 w. || POV John, 3G Moment, Porn with Feels, Post HLV, Rimming, Denial, Anal) – “You want to have sex with me,” Sherlock announces one evening about a year after John’s divorce. John’s vigorous denial sparks a three-day wager wherein Sherlock is determined to prove his point, and John is determined to hold onto his heterosexuality. Set well after HLV. (Canon-compliant). PORN. With feels.
Uncharted Territory by J_Baillier (T, 19,603 w. || Dystopian Future / Black Mirror AU || Angst, Drama, Homophobia, Bisexuality, Technology, Humour, Romance, Near Future, Happy Ending) – The System puts people through a series of assigned relationships in order to determine who their Perfect Match is. John believes that it works; Sherlock really, really doesn’t. One of them is probably going to be wrong.
At the Heart of it All by SilentAuror (E, 19,823 w. || Virgin Sherlock, Post S3, POV John, Domestics, First Time, Kissing, Romance) – John has been back at Baker Street for four months now and thinks it’s about time they had the Talk to see whether or not they could be more than friends. Sherlock has a lot of uncertainty about this concept for multiple reasons. Unabashed romance.
Maintaining A Personal Life by Gingerhermit (E, 24,284 w. || Alternating POV’s, Bisexuality, BAMF!John, Jealous Sherlock, Romance / Drama, Sort-of Case Fic, Peril & Angst, Love Confessions, Toplock, Soft Idiots in Love, Post S3) – Sherlock and John discover some interesting revelations about each other’s sexuality, which lead them both to question the assumptions they’ve made about one another for years. In the midst of their mutual discoveries, a dangerous psychopath looms on the side-lines who threatens to destroy their new beginning.
Resistivity and Relative Charge by liriodendron (E, 41,750 w. || Synesthesia, Angst, Case Fic, Romance, Est. Rel., Homophobia, Religious Content, Victor Trevor, Mild Jealous John, Mild John Whump) – In which Sherlock Holmes meets an old acquaintance, John Watson doesn’t enjoy a trip to the country quite as much as he thought he would, and the past absolutely refuses to stay where it belongs. Part 3 of Conductivity
The Case of the Vanishing Pants by SwissMiss (E, 44,025 w. || Five and Ones, Friends to Lovers, Case Fic, Homophobia, UST, Post-TRF) – Five times John and Sherlock lost their pants in the course of a case.
The Pieces That Fall to Earth by Itsallfine (M, 49,513 w. || S4 Fix-It, Epistolary, Love Confessions, Slow Burn, Parentlock, Past Abuse, Coming Out, Questioning Sexuality, Mental Health Issues / Therapy, Angst, Happy Ending) – John and Sherlock have hit rock bottom, but with all their armor stripped away, they can finally speak honestly, seek healing, and find the truths that matter most. An epistolary post-s4 fix-it fic. Now complete.(This fic is rated T except for one very clearly marked and easily skippable chapter, which is rated M.) Part 1 of The Pieces that Fall to Earth
A Love with No Name Series by aceofhearts61 (G to M, 49,955 w. across 20 stories || Asexual Sherlock / Straight John, Est. Rel, Queerplatonic Relationship, Romance, Cuddling, Fluff, Platonic Romance, Domestics) – In which Asexual!Sherlock and Straight!John are platonically in love life partners.
In the Dark Hours by hubblegleeflower (E, 51,639 w. || Friends to Lovers, Unreliable Narrator, Closeted Bi John, Angst, Miscommunications, Slow Burn, First Time, John’s Blog / Epistolary) – John, wounded and silent, drifts back to Baker Street for healing…and then goes home again. He visits, gets more upbeat, chattier, smiles, jokes… and still goes home again. Sherlock wants him to move back in - it just makes sense - but John shows no signs of doing so. This is the story of how John and Sherlock learn to say what needs to be said when they’re both so very, very rubbish at talking.
Guilty Secrets by Ellipsical (E, 55,055 w. || Drumsticks, First Time, Love Confession, Self-Sexual-Discovery) – John has a prostate exam and discovers something surprising about himself. Experimentation follows. Sherlock wants to help. They’re in love. You know the drill.
The Great Sex Olympics of 221B by XistentialAngst (E, 58,611 w. || First Time/Kiss, Experiments / Sexual Experimentations, Multi Pairings) – John Watson thinks Sherlock Holmes should admit that he, Watson, is more of an expert on sex than Sherlock is. But Sherlock refuses to concede the point. He comes up with an experiment plan that will resolve the issue. The results will determine who wins the prize. But sometimes even the best thought-out scientific study has unexpected consequences.
Scars by SilentAuror (E, 60,493 w. || Rape / Non-Con / Abuse, Gaslighting, Manipulation, Dub Con Elements, Homophobia, Angst With Happy Ending, Mary is Not Nice) – S3 rewrite, showing Mary’s manipulation of John as he realizes his love for Sherlock. Mary is not having it.
Definitions by siennna (T, 101,528 w. || Dev. Rel., Pining, Fluff and Romance, First Kiss, Love Confessions, Fluff, Cuddles) – Sherlock’s journey in defining his flat mate and stumbling through the muddled world of emotion.{{This feels complete; the chapter count is listed as ? but I feel like it is done}}
Gimme Shelter by SinceWhenDoYouCallMe_John (E, 159,368 w. || 70′s Surfer AU || Period Typical Homophobia, Hawaii, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Professional Surfers, Gay John / Sherlock, Angst with Happy Ending, John was a Sailor, Misunderstandings) – All John Watson wants is the feeling of a freshly waxed surfboard under his feet and the hot California sun baking down onto his back. To finally go pro in the newly formed world of professional surfing and leave the dark memories of his past behind him as he rips across the face of a towering blue barrel. To lounge beside the beach bonfire every evening with an ice cold beer tucked into the cool sand beside him and listen to Pink Floyd and the Doors while the saltwater dries in his sun bleached hair. That’s all he wants, that is, until the hot young phenom taking Oahu and the Hawaiian shores by storm steps up next to him in the sand in the second round of the 1976 International Surf Competition.
Unkissed Series by 221b_hound (T to E, 184,168 w. across 46 works || Established Relationship, Ace Sherlock) – Sherlock returned from the dead a year ago. John returned to Baker Street six months ago. They’ve been in a couple since then. or at least, not NOT a couple. For two smart men, they sure can be dumb. Luckily, an art thief tries to drown Sherlock, Sherlock has a fever dream and things are about to change.
#steph replies#johnlock fic recs#my fic recs#sexuality#pride fics#homophobia fics#two rec lists in one week#i like having days off#thelanding
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I’ll Give You The Sun: a review
Oh my Clark Gable, this is the most beautiful book I have ever read. Not only does Jandy Nelson bring the characters to life with the most realistic character development I have ever read, she makes them flawed in a way that would usually hit too close to home. Her characters make the same types of mistakes I do, and I realized that if I can still love them, I can still love myself for doing those same things.
The story follows twins Noah and Jude Sweetwine; the years when they are 13--14 are narrated by Noah, and the year they are 16 is Jude’s to tell. They are torn apart by tragedy, and essentially become what they never wanted to. In a way, they become each other. Jude remarks that her mother probably wouldn’t be able to pick either of them out in a lineup, and I think that is just a wonderful way to show how much they’ve changed.
Noah draws and paints constantly, even in his head most of the time, and he is his mother’s muse. Everything is great. But then one day, he meets Brian Connelly, and everything gets greater. They’re falling head-over-heels for each other, and both experience the stigma that usually comes with being gay--but they get through it. A good portion of Noah’s thoughts come out as concepts for drawings, which possibly tells us more about what he’s feeling than actual words would.
While Noah is remaking the world, Jude is kissing boys, surfing enormous waves, and jumping off cliffs into the ocean. The majority of it boils down to the same thing: she wants her mother to notice her. I never thought I would see myself so much in a character and love her all the same. In the earlier years, she had a lot of friends and was essentially who I wish I could be; in the later years, her only friend is the ghost of grandmother. Right before Grandma Sweetwine died, she left her Bible in Jude’s possession. It’s full of whimsical superstitions and ancient family wisdom, and Jude’s chapters are riddled with passages from the book.
If this book were written by someone other than Nelson, I doubt it would be half as enchanting as it is. She writes in colors and concepts and feelings, and she gives Noah synesthesia without ever saying that he has synesthesia. Every part from both characters chapters connects with the other, leaving no room for plot holes; this book is the ultimate giver of hope for anyone who has lost faith in the universe. The two characters are so unique that I wouldn’t be surprised if they were written by two different people. It’s a bit like Jude and her dresses.
In conclusion, I give this book 5 stars. I’ve read it countless times, and I even own three copies of it, yet every time I read it, I am still wonderstruck and how beautiful everything is.
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RN Portfolio 3: Elements
Color and Line
Aspelund (2015) along with the video “color and line” emphasizes the importance of color as it can be approached emotionally, psychologically and from various disciplines. These surfboards display various hue is that outline a spectrum from lighter hues to darker, from the inside out. This broader spectrum creates more contrast and creates a more dramatic effect (Aspelund, 2015). The intensity and temperature of the various colors create a vibrant, and warm emotional response. The boards display vertical dynamic lines that are implied. The lines are drawn by the color themselves that create a sense of fluidity, a sense of looseness and motion: as if you are riding a wave just by looking at it.
Pattern and Texture
The pattern is one of fluidity, basic symmetric repetition of hues from light to dark. This visual pattern invokes synesthesia, as our visual sensation leads to an emotional one. The 2D patterns used instinctively interact with texture to create a comprehensive emotional experience. The sense of looseness, motion and fluidity felt by looking at the design plays into the soft, smooth texture of the board. One knows what it feels like before touching it, allowing texture and pattern to create an experience with visualization.
Experience
The design object creates my experience through its color, lines, texture, pattern, shape, space and time. These elements of design come together holistically to create an individual experience. The experience I feel when looking at these surfboards is one of enjoyment, excitement, curiosity, and danger. The experience is one of emotion; this is the most significant experience out of all the sensory input. I reflect on past experiences of surfing and remember the joy and excitement surfing brings to me. The design arouses my curiosity as I contemplate when I can surf again, where will I go, how big the waves will be, and the type of rides I will get. This stimulates my adrenaline as I wonder if I will take a big wipe-out, get held under, break my leash, or get caught in the break zone. The design of this board comes together to create an emotional experience that has deep sentimental value.
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Slept through the night to dry my eyes, slept through the years to ease the grief. Sleep talking, sleep walking. Bags under my eyes while talking to the sheeps walking. You came in my dreams, I’m walking in my imagination it seems. Flowing through reality and my mind simultaneously. Looking to find how I got to this place. Did I fall from some constellation 🌌was I pushed. By karma perhaps? Was humility, an admirable trait, something I lacked or wished upon more of? Was wisdom through experience a given even before my time. Was my gift of empathy something I found or was found by? I woke up and fell on a star 💫 that soar back to a bigger constellation. Welcomed by auras of all hues. Seeing colors so vivid, I thought I had synesthesia. Like I woke up so forgiving, almost having amnesia to the dark grey matter behind me. Truth, how did you find me. Truth, I’m sorry I hid under lays chips and Taco Bell, fergies music saying “I’m still real” the irony is so clear. But a flower waits to bloom, a caterpillar waits in a cocoon. So to learn to fly must I learn to crawl, walk and jump? To learn to surf, must I feel the vibrations of a wave. Your emotions, I can cntrl, copy and save. I feel free, guided by empathy, riding a wave of telepathy. Do you feel me? Or this this a two sided mirror, are you blacked, are you blocked by pesticides and another animals meat dairy and fur. Do you feel them? Their pain, stress and chemical imbalance, of which you just consumed. Media telling you it’s healthy. “Oh I’m on a diet, this is fine” you assumed.
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