<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="yes"?><oembed><version><![CDATA[1.0]]></version><provider_name><![CDATA[the feminist librarian]]></provider_name><provider_url><![CDATA[http://thefeministlibrarian.com]]></provider_url><author_name><![CDATA[Anna Clutterbuck-Cook]]></author_name><author_url><![CDATA[https://thefeministlibrarian.com/author/feministlib/]]></author_url><title><![CDATA[ficnotes: my phone&#8217;s on vibrate for&nbsp;you]]></title><type><![CDATA[link]]></type><html><![CDATA[<div class="separator" style="clear:both;text-align:center;"><a href="http://iheartsubtitles.files.wordpress.com/2010/11/screenshot_5.jpg"><img border="0" height="182" src="https://iheartsubtitles.files.wordpress.com/2010/11/screenshot_5.jpg?w=320&#038;h=182" width="320" /></a></div>
<p>Last week, I offered up one of my favorite one-shots by Miss Lucy Jane. This week, we&#8217;re returning to Miss Lucy Jane for a five-part work in progress that starts out as a lark and ends up &#8230; a bit more serious.</p>
<blockquote><p><span style="color:#741b47;"><strong>Title:</strong> My Phone&#8217;s On Vibrate For You</span><br /><span style="color:#741b47;"><strong>Author:</strong> Miss Lucy Jane</span><br /><span style="color:#741b47;"><strong>Pairing:</strong> John/Sherlock</span><br /><span style="color:#741b47;"><strong>Rating:</strong> NC-17</span><br /><span style="color:#741b47;"><strong>Length:</strong> currently five parts, work-in-progress<br /><strong>Available At:</strong></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#741b47;"> MissLucyJane.com:</span> <span style="color:blue;"><a href="http://www.misslucyjane.com/2011/01/my-phones-on-vibrate-for-you/">Part 1</a>, <a href="http://www.misslucyjane.com/2011/01/my-phones-on-vibrate-for-you-2/">Part 2</a>, <a href="http://www.misslucyjane.com/2011/01/my-phones-on-vibrate-for-you-3/">Part 3</a>, <a href="http://www.misslucyjane.com/2011/01/my-phones-on-vibrate-for-you-4/">Part 4</a>, <a href="http://www.misslucyjane.com/2011/02/my-phones-on-vibrate-for-you-5/">Part 5</a> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#741b47;">(navigation links on the right-hand side of each page).</span></p></blockquote>
<p>Playing with Sherlock&#8217;s penchant for texting John instructions, this fic begins with flirtation via phone. Sherlock texts John all the time, for all sorts of reasons &#8230; which is why John isn&#8217;t quite sure what to make of the text that reads: &#8220;When you get home I want to blow you against the front door. SH.&#8221; Or the following one that reads: &#8220;And then I want you to fuck me on the stairs. I can’t wait long enough to get you into bed. SH.”</p>
<p>The relationship begins as a &#8220;fuck buddies&#8221; sort of arrangement, but it isn&#8217;t long before both men realize that it means a bit more than that.</p>
<p>(I don&#8217;t know what it says about me that I&#8217;m writing this fic up while listening to Martin Sheen giving John Spencer a history lesson about Galileo in <i>West Wing</i> 2.9. I&#8217;m torn between a) assuming that I&#8217;ve finally learned how to multi-task and b) that I find slash fic and American politics equally sexy. Feel free to weigh in.)</p>
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