#merci Holmes

[thehordereigns-blog]

"Game start- Won’t you do the same for us?"

Casey x The Horde (Dennis, Patricia, Hedwig)- Alternative scene of Glass

(since I saw Glass again, I want to honor the very moving duo, the very beautiful dynamic between Casey and the Horde in the film. I am sorry for my English, which is still academic but poorly developed.)

The scene takes place during the events of Glass, in a completely parallel reality here, since we will say that Casey lives alone, in a small apartment that her guardians (now adoptive) have rented to her during her studies, close to their home. She receives an unexpected visit.

Casey is working on the table in her tiny living room, sunny with bay windows. She is concentrated, headset on her ears, her hair caressing her face (beautiful, normal it's Anya Taylor-Joy :) ). Suddenly the doorbell rang. Casey almost jumps, thinks she hears someone. A loud, precise knock on the door. She takes off her headset and walks slowly towards the door, and slows down when she hears a couple of little knocks, as if made jokingly by a child. She hears a chuckle, then an adult reprimand. She looks in the Judas, it's him . It's the Horde whispering low. In her startle, her heartbeat quickened: a thousand questions crossed her mind. She opened the door slowly, revealing Dennis' tight face, eager to greet her first.

-Dennis?

-It takes a long time to explain...

-Are you alone?

-Yeah, if I may say so.

She looks on both sides of the landing, afraid that someone will hear the whispers of the man so sought to put him back in jail again and now forever. She approached him and gestured for him to come inside; he entered abruptly and closed the door.

-Damn Dennis...

She hugged him with a distance, afraid of being separated, but in a kind of deep friendship in their mutual suffering and wounds. Dennis held her in his arms and looked away.

-Me too Casey, enough. Yeah.

He sighed. "It's very clean in here." She looks him in the eye, his beautiful blue eyes puffy with anxiety.

-you haven't changed you know.

He smiles. He plays the game.

-Someone else wants to say hello, you know.

Casey's face remains stunned seeing Kevin's face light up. She understood from the frantic movements of his arms that she was seeing an old friend, an old playmate.

-Casey!! My girl !! Ya home sooo cool , you're an adult now!! you see, we wear the same color like real lovers! Pointing out her pink sweater that matched his sweater. Do you have your own room ?? Is the TV yours??

He was running towards the sofa, lifting all the cushions, like a small tornado. He disturbs all the classes placed, and notices the headset and grabs it.

- Wow class!! What were you listening to?? Nicki?? If you're on her side, we can't be together, but I accept it..

She smiled as she tried to approach him.

  -Hedwig, I need to talk to...

- Did you cook? It smells so good! In the hospital it was old porridge, yucky..worse than the time Jade tried to make meat, it was horrible..it looked like jam.

She picked up the headset, her lessons, and the sofa cushions. She heard a silence and turned around.

-Like I was telling you, Casey, there's been a problem at the hospital. Mr Glass got us out, and reading the reports, gave us the address where we could found you without any trouble. He was not mistaken.

-It’s completely insane!! But you ran away?? But what's your problem, you all want to be killed?

-you don’t unders-

- WHAT THE FU-

- Gently girl!

Her air of a schoolteacher, clapping the students fingers, she recognizes the priestess.

-Be polite, you knew where you were going from the start after visiting us. Staple couldn't believe it, you have to see the face of this ill-fated little bitch.

- Patricia, you let Kevin out of the hospital, it’s completely unconscious.. think of Kevin!

- We have the situation under control, my dear.

- Oh you do ?

For the love of Kevin, she was ready to defy the world if necessary.

- For now, we'll have to hide, my dear, because we're on the run. We'll find a solution by then, and the Beast will thank you.

- I don't need to be thanked! You are all going to be killed with your nonsense!

Patricia, as usual, looked determined by whatever the Beast dictated to her. She knew how to lead and wanted to remain master of everything and of herself. As a priestess, she must not show a sign of weakness, nor a wavering of her faith. Hedwig, he, as a player, laughed at this completely crazy situation.

- Eh LOL !! Before it was us who hide you and now won’t you do the same for us? How dare you, you’re so mean ha ha ha !!

She smiled and giggled at this incredible situation. Anyway, her life and Kevin’s life were tied forever together now. What was she going to do? Leave Kevin to all those who lost him by wanting to protect him, brood him? Leave the child, leave the Horde, let the Beast lead to the inevitable fall of the group? “Fuck, shit…” whispered Casey. (Patricia creaked inside) She sighed, looked behind her, took a deep breath. 

Dennis and Casey looked at each other. Dennis, who crossed his arms, hoped in her eyes. He had become tender and sincere on several occasions. He had already shown his respect for this girl, this very special girl..

Both were surprised by the ringing of the pasta timer. She dodged Dennis who stood at the kitchen door. She dripped the pasta, with her empty gaze, lost in reflexions. Dennis was desperate for an answer in her panicked air. Until she grabbed two plates, and exclaimed:

- how many plates do I serve you? One or twenty-three ?

And in Kevin’s smile, she saw that of Patricia, that of Dennis, that of Hedwig and all those who approved of the joke.

TO BE CONTINUED :)

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for those who held on and read to the end, thank you very, very much. I really really appreciate talking about these two, without explicitly talking about Love, but a bond of deep respect and mutual recognition bonding them. Let me know your opinion on this hehe 😃

#kevin wendell crumb #casey x kevin #glass #glass movie #the beast #casey x the horde #casey x dennis #im so happy !! #l'auteur a fait prépa :D #merci Holmes #split movie #casey x hedwig #glass 2019 #fanfiction split #fanfiction glass #casey x kevin wendell crumb #casey cooke

[noodles-and-tea]

parentlock for the soul?

His dear Watson <\3

#going feral over them currently #he’s just so GENTLE WITH HER #have mercy on John’s soul when he walks in to the flat to see this #I for one would probably spontaneously combust :) #my art #ask #sherlock holmes #johnlock #john watson #sherlock #bbc sherlock #Rosie Watson #parentlock

[voilaammayi]

yeah so anyway I’ve heard a name victor trevor in the, what, first five minutes of the latest episode and I’m having heart palpitations ever since

#sherlock and co #just hoping I won’t get a heart attack as well before the end of the case #first irene adler and now this? #have mercy on me #but also please continue #john watson #sherlock #sherlock holmes #goalhanger #goalhanger podcasts #sherlock & co #sherlock and co spoilers #sherlock & co spoilers #the gloria scott pt1 spoilers #the gloria scott spoilers

[anneangel]

Sherlock after faking his death for 3 goddamn years is like:

Sherlock: My dear Watson, so glad to see you, my boy. Of course you're going to live with me in Baker' Street again. And sell that clinic of yours, I even have a buyer in my family interested due to my sheer pressure. Ah, you don't have to be a doctor, you know you'd rather be my biographer, but of course before writing one of our cases you'll ask for my permission. Oh and leave your checks in my locker if you need it just ask me for the key. Oh, it's 1895, bad time to be in London, let's spend a few days staying in that university town of ours far from here. Oh, pack your bags Watson, we're going to Norway too!! Now (...).

Watson: Okay, Holmes. Everything you want.

Book - The Return Of Sherlock Holmes

#sherlock holmes #arthur conan doyle #acd canon #sherlock x john #johnlock #only I found him too controlling in The Return of Sherlock Holmes??? #And Watson does whatever he asks without question #Sherlock my beloved let Watson breathe #seriously Sherlock #Watson is not your pet #even if you have the best of intentions #he needs to be free #stop I'm remembering the Shawn Mendes song #mercy #back to the topic If you Holmes keep suffocating him like this Watson will get a new bride with no name it's so boring #What did I say! Don't say I didn't warn you! #sherlock incorrect quotes

[endless-oc-creations]

🎃Oc Halloween Challenge 2022 🎃Day Six: Psychological Horror

Featuring my Sherlock Oc Mercy Hudson

Mercy Hudson is a new homicide detective at Scotland Yard. She had been a top student at the police academy. From the success in her work, Mercy was trusted by her boss Lestrade to interview Sherlock Holmes, a brilliant man who is also a violent psychopath, serving life behind bars for various violent acts of murder. Inspector Lestrade believes that Sherlock may have insights into a serial murder case from someone who calls themselves Moriarty. After meeting Mercy and seeing the case files about the bloody scenes that Moriarty has left behind, which seem like a homage to his own crimes, Sherlock Holmes is excited to play. He hasn’t had fun like this in ages. 

Let the games begin. 

Coloring Credits:  Prairie by Irwinbae on Deviantart & Lavander Dawn by @elmunson

💕 Forever Taglist: @bravelittleflower​ @kendelias​ @sunlitscribe​​​ @eddysocs​​ @jvstjewels​ @raith-way @waterloou​​​ @decennia​​ @hiddenqveendom​ @stanshollaand​ @foxesandmagic​ @booty-boggins​ @asirensrage​​  @connietheecunning 💕

#ohc2022 #halloween challenge #mimi edits #my edits #oc: mercy hudson #mercy hudson #OTP: Who I Want to Be{Sherlock Holmes x Mercy Hudson} #ochub #ocappreciation #ocapp

[uglynovemberrain]

Okay, this is the main sheet I made about a song (probably no one on here knows, since the band is German) I spend like 3 days on it and wanted to share it with you guys. Hope you like it!

Sadly can't post the video, because of copyright issues. The song is called "Killing the Mercy" by And one tho.

Close ups:

#art #fan art #bbc sherlock #sherlock holmes #john watson #mycroft holmes #jim moriarty #uglynovemberrain #sherlock fanart #sherlock fandom #artists on tumblr #my art #killing the mercy

[vyragosa]

the trees are stabbing people! the trees are not stabbing people

we have to keep this alien alive! this alien has suffered for 100 years

deep down the alien apostles so far i do believe the reccuring theme is

“wanting to be shown mercy”

#it's complicated in limbo's case because stopping him was the mercy in itself 'that's enough' and even then #seimei himself showed up just to stop the real douman #mercy was still there #for holmes it was the mercy of trusting him until the end and asking him to stay #knowing the foretold end #and well................................ruler moriarty...............? just point blank asked it yes apostle of the alien world but still th #e same kind of rethoric #for muramasa i would talk more about the historical counterpart and the lack of mercy he was shown in the first place and the proclamation #'i want all muramasa works to be erased off the earth' #so once again someone who at core want to be shown mercy if not jsut once

[morriseashell]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Sherlock (TV), Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson, Sherlock Holmes & John Watson Characters: Sherlock Holmes, John Watson, Molly Hooper, Harry Watson, Mike Stamford, Greg Lestrade, Sally Donovan, Mycroft Holmes, Mrs. Hudson (Sherlock Holmes) Additional Tags: secret feelings, Awkward Conversations, Awkward Romance, Awkward First Times, Miscommunication, Sexual Confusion, Sexual Tension, Wet Dream, Humor, Silly, sherlock knows stuff, Sherlock Holmes is Bad at Feelings, sort of a case fic, Happy Ending, Angst and Humor, It’s not really angst actually, Embarrassment, no beta reader we die like men, My First Fanfic, My First AO3 Post Summary:

Sherlock knew John was hiding something , it wasn't a good idea, since hiding something from Sherlock was impossible, you might as well just tell him in his face!, surely John knows better than that, doesn't he?

#johnlock #johnlock fanfic #sherlock x john #sherlock holmes #john watson #have mercy #my writing #ao3 fanfic

[theres-a-body-here]

Hi could you do Genji, Hanzo, Cassidy, lifewaver and Mauga (separately) where they have matching skins with thier s/o

It took some convincing to make these boys match with you, some more than others, but you were determined to be twinsies on the field.

I threw in two extras, as a treat

Cole Cassidy - Sherlock Holmes and Watson

Took little to no convincing to have him match with you, but he was dead set on being Sherlock

This isn't negotiable

Expect to hear everything but your name out there

"Dear boy", "Watson", and "My dear" is all you're gonna be referred as

Cassidy will refuse to respond to you unless you refer to him as "sir" or "boss"

You could take a bullet to the side and he'll be kneeling over you like: "Hmm, yes, that is indeed a nasty wound my boy"

"You're a moron.....Sir" you groan out as he drags you to Mercy

Eventually, you really play into the roll

wrapping your arms around Cassidy from behind as you press your cheek against his

"Do you have a plan, Boss?"

He coughs, being caught off guard

"Yes, my dear Watson...it's uhh....ya know, this" He says as he spins peacemaker in his hands

"World's greatest detective, everyone" You remark sarcastically

Genji Shimada - Kamen Rider

He's actually the one who first asked to match costumes

You both bickered over who to be

Genji insisted you dress as Evolto, but you also wanted to be Kamen

In the end, you both dressed as Kamen

Genji dressed as Kamen Rider Blade

You dressed as Kamen Rider Gaia

You both pose and exclaim with a loud "Henshin!" after every elimination

The others don't really get it

Genji kinda just shuffles over and hugs you, pressing his faceplate into your chest sadly after being called a "Power Ranger" for the 5th time.

You have to stifle your laughter as you comfort him

"It's not the same thing," he whines, voice muffled by your chest

"Yeah buddy, they're completely different franchises," you chuckle out, rubbing his back

Niran "Bua" Pruksamanee - Bee and Flower

Pretty excited to match costumes with you

Niran took a pretty long time to pick which flower to dress as

"Maybe I should stick with Lotus, but...Jasmines..." he mutters as he brings fabrics to his chest, imagining himself as each flower

you sat on his bed wearing a bumblebee suit, watching on as Niran struggled to make a decision

He settles on fuchsia, bright purples and trailing fabric

Costume is so extravagant that you look comically out of place in your cheap Bee outfit

Niran doesn't mind, in fact, he finds it cute

He especially loves your puns

"Bee mine," you coo as you kiss his cheek

He chuckles as he returns the kiss

Hanzo Shimada - Cupid and Eros

You're gonna have to bust out all your tricks to convince this man to wear something so, in his words, undignified

What ever you do to get him into the cupid costume, expect complaints

"This is....embarassing," he mutters begrudgingly as he sits on your bed, tugging at his pastel pink wings

The bathroom door opens as you step out in your Eros outfit

"How do I look, Babe?'

Hanzo's face immediately erupts into a blazing red

"Wh-What are you wearing?" he exclaims as he adverts his gaze, looking at anywhere but you

Your outfit is... minimal to say the least

Wings, red sash, sandals, bow, and a thin loincloth. That's literally it

Besides that? Nearly all of your skin was on display

"Aww, you don't like it?" you tease as you walk closer to Hanzo

You straddle his lap, feeling him stiffen under you

You cup his face while you rub his cheeks with your thumbs

"I'm just teasing you. I have a much more modest outfit ready

Hanzo lets out a sigh as he looks at you

You lean in closer, ghosting your lips over his ear

"This one is for tonight" you whisper

Hanzo swears you'll be the end of him one day

Maugaloa Malosi - Māui and Hine-nui-te-pō

You brought up the idea of matching costumes and he instantly had a mischievous look in his eyes

He agreed on the condition that he chooses the theme

He dressed as Māui and he helped make a costume for you

You recognized Māui from a movie, but you had no idea who Hine-nui-te-pō was

"Don't worry about it" he assured you with a chuckle

You two had a blast on the battlefield with your matching costumes

Although, you couldn't help but think something was up every time Mauga glanced at you

He'd smirk and throw you a wink

But this was Mauga, so it didn't really set off a red flag

Its not until the end of the battle where a talon grunt said something

"What he'd do to convince you to dress like that?"

You looked confused. The grunt explained she was from New Zealand.

She told you the story of Māui and Hine-nui-te-pō

Your face went from shock, embarrassment, to rage

You stomped your way to Mauga, who wore a shit-eating grin

You stood in front of him as your swung your hands to slap him

But you're too short

"God dammit! Lean over, asshole!" you cry as you jump at him Mauga breaks into a fit of laughter as he picks you up and swings you around

Jamison Fawkes - Yoshikage Kira and Killer Queen

Surprisingly, Junkrat was pretty hesitant to match costumes

He was worried changing clothes would include bathing

He likes his soot and burns thank you very much

"I have an aesthetic to maintain, mate"

But you knew how to break him

The moment the words "turns anything into a bomb" left your lips, he was instantly on board

Obviously he was gonna be the explosion cat

But since this was Junkrat, you had to approve his costume beforehand

You deadass had to explain to him why entering a bathtub of alcohol and pink sharpie markers to color his skin was a terrible idea

"But the damn cat's pink isn't it?" He asks, dumbfounded that you had a problem with his genius idea

"We'll use facepaint, babe"

You show off your costumes to the rest

Jamie wearing cat ears, Pink face paint, and leather gloves

You wearing a suit, dyed your hair blond, and severed mannequin hand in your pocket

After an ultimate that wiped out a good number of the enemy team, Junkrat clears his throat to speak

"Watashi no na wa "Kira yoshikage" nenrei 33-sai jitaku wa moriōchō hokutō-bu no bessō chitai ni ari ..."

The rest of you kinda stood around staring at him shocked

"I didn't know Mr. Fawkes knew japanese," Mei comments to you in a hushed voice, not wanting to interrupt Junkrat

You and Roadhog kinda look at each other

"He doesn't" you both say in unison

Reinhardt Wilhelm - Knight and Squire

A Knight and his squire? Count him in!

To be honest, you being his squire is somewhat of a fantasy he has, so Reinhardt was pretty excited to match costumes with you

You let him have a major say in your outfit since it was apparent this was big for him

He picked out colors of the old Crusade; Muted browns, greens and vibrant golds

Reinhardt wore his Balderich outfit

He fumbled to find a camera to capture the moment

Before you two left to meet up with the others for training drills, Reinhardt stopped you

"Y/N...can you...do something for me?" He asks nervously, voice almost a whisper

"Yeah sure, what's up big guy?"

"Can you bring me my hammer?" he finally responds after a while

You shrug and walk over to grab the massive weapon, bringing it over with a bit of strain

You had an idea of why he asked you to do this

You knelt on one knee and raised the hammer with both hands

"Your hammer, Sir Wilhelm"

Reinhardt's hands clench into a fists, the fabric of the gloves making a creaking sound from the pressure

He pushes the hammer aside and pulls you in for a bone crushing bear hug

"You've made this old dog happy, Y/N" he mutters as he nuzzles his face into your neck

"Yeah, sure, no problem" you strain out as you see spots on your vision

Reinhardt drops you immediately

"Sorry..." he mutters as he pats your shoulder

#overwatch x reader #overwatch 2 #overwatch x you #overwatch #reinhardt wilhelm x reader #reinhardt x reader #reinhardt wilhelm #hanzo shimada #hanzo x reader #genji shimada #genji x reader #lifeweaver #niran pruksamanee #lifeweaver x reader #cole cassidy x you #cole cassidy x reader #cole cassidy #junkrat #junkrat x reader #jamison fawkes #overwatch mauga #mauga x reader #male!reader #male reader #mlm

[thebadboyfanclub]

Master list

I want to preface this by saying I’m sorry for forcing y’all to having to scroll to find my imagines this took like two days to make, also I hope you were not expecting some fancy and beautiful list I am not that talented but this will do the trick.

Also everybody needs to thank @pearlstiare cause she quite literally took me by the hand and walked me through the entire process out of the goodness of their heart, so thank you for being such a wonderful person. Without further or due, enjoy!

Part two of the masterlist

Full list of the characters I write for

Aemond Targaryen

You Are No Dragon

All For The Motherland

My Little Sea Snake

The Apple Of His Eye

Do You Love Me?

‘Till The Seven Rings Of Hell

Take Care Of Me, My Love

I Would Be Honored

Grow Forever, Never Yield

I Will Do It

Lead The Way

Lady Wife Falling Asleep Headcanon

Aegon Targaryen

The Man You Deserve

I Spill My Blood For You

What’s Your Name?

I Want To Try

After You Little Pet

Queen Of My Life

Lady Wife Falling Asleep Headcanon

Jacaerys Velaryon

Do You Want this?

Part One

Part Two

Lady Wife Falling Asleep Headcanon

Cregan Stark

My hearts soldier

My Beloved Wife

Daemon Targaryen

My Moonlight

You Bled For Them, You Decide

Part One

Part Two

An Eye For An Eye

Your Sweet Princess

Are You Mad?

The Death Of Me

She Has Your Eyes

Left Or Right?

It Is Time

What Are You Waiting For Then?

My Turn

We’ll Finish This Later

The Sunflower Of Highgarden

A Risk Taker

Gods Have Mercy

My Dragon

Lady Wife Falling Asleep Headcanon

Tywin Lannister

I Got You, Little Wolf

The Bloody Princess

Massimo Torricelli

Fire And Flame

Part one

Part two

Part three

Part four

Part five

Sherlock Holmes

It’s Alright Darling

You Are Family Now

Napoleon Solo

I Got You

Henry Cavill

The Lady Of The House

Part one

Part two

Let Me Have This

Geralt Of Rivia

Protect The Queen

Part one

Part two

There’s Nothing Wrong With Submission

The Dream

Part one

Part two

You Are My Home

Rio

You Can Do Better

A Boy, A Girl And A Game

You Are My Light

She Will Learn

Pete Davidson

The Sun And Moon

Dating Pete Davidson (Spiritual Edition)

Cedric Diggory

You Sneaky Little Fox

Draco Malfoy

We’ll Get Caught

Carlisle Cullen

What’s For Dinner?

Do I Have To?

One Way To Find Out

Just Like You

Of Course Precious

What’s Your Biggest Fear?

Off To Bed For You

Aro Volturi

Lamb For Slaughter

Emmett Cullen

Sir, This Is McDonald’s

That’s My Girl

Edward Cullen

Let Me Do Better

Jasper Hale

Pleasure Is All Mine

Niklaus Mikaelson

You Started This?

Part One

Part Two

My Little Cub

Our Love Is Eternal

Mess Is Mine

Sounds Like Heaven

Maybe It’s Better This Way

Elijah Mikaelson

I Quite Enjoyed It

We’ll See About That

Kai Parker

You’ll Be Fine

See You Around Honey

Excuse Me?

Ivar The Boneless

She Is A Lady

Harwin Strong

I Promise

Look At Me, Princess

I Would Like That

Khal Drogo

Stay With Me

#aegon targaryen imagine #aemond targaryen imagine #daemon targaryen imagine #jacaerys velaryon imagine #tywin lannister imagine #cregan stark imagine #massimo torricelli imagine #sherlock holmes imagine #napoleon solo imagine #henry cavill imagine #geralt of rivia imagine #the witcher imagine #rio imagine #pete davidson imagine #flip zimmerman imagine #cedric diggory imagine #draco malfoy imagine #carlisle cullen imagine #aro volturi imagine #emmett cullen imagine #edward cullen imagine #jasper hale imagine #klaus mikaelson imagine #elijah mikaelson imagine #kai parker imagine #ivar the boneless imagine #harwin strong imagine #khal drogo imagine

[dathen]

I’m sure people have already talked at length about this exchanges but I’ve been going feral over it ever since I watched the Brett portrayal. It’s such a reversal from pretty much any detective trope I can think of: the city has the mental image of dirty and poor and slovenly, while the countryside is all picturesque and kept by genteel folk in their manor-houses.

And here Holmes is throwing a wrench in those stereotypes, fixating on how there is no accountability out here—power is more lopsided than ever, with isolation and secrecy on the side of those who have it. And all the while they get to hide behind the facade of how peaceful and lovely everything looks.

Not only is it quite daring for Holmes to assert this, but he is citing experience. This is what began my headcanon that Holmes’ father had abused his mother, and while dozens of details throughout the cases have built on and supported that, this exchange is the foundation. Who could you go to for help? Who is out of the reach and influence of the local man of the manor?

The reading adds another layer to Holmes’ distress leading up to this point in the story—he latches onto Violet as a sister-figure right away, and I can just imagine the situation dredging up all sorts of past anxiety over a family member being trapped at the mercy of those isolated country manors. But this time, he’s not powerless. He can actually DO something instead of just keeping his head down and moving to the city the moment he can.

#letters from watson #acd holmes #the copper beeches #sherlock holmes #abuse cw

[benrybenrybenry-chr]

every time someone in my general vicinity makes an incredibly mischaracterized headcanon about Sherlock Holmes I feel my bones try to leave my body because I hate it SO BAD

like ohhh my god please. please stop- please I'm going to die if you continue to do this PLEASE have mercy

#sherlock holmes #acd canon #acd holmes #acd sherlock holmes #its usually not their fault too because they're fans of mischaracterized adaptations #but it just makes my skin crawl #some of you NEED to read these books for my SANITY.

[endless-oc-creations]

The Game Begins― A Sherlock Oc Fan Fiction  

Side Note: I had this cover sitting in my drafts for like two months because I couldn’t think of a summary for it so I finally just decide to post it 💀

💕 Forever Taglist: @bravelittleflower @kendelias @sunlitscrib​ @eddysocs @jvstjewels @raith-way @hughstheforcelou @decennia @hiddenqveendom @stanshollaand @foxesandmagic @booty-boggins @asirensrage @eleanorstulip​💕

Want to be added? Shoot me an ask!

#finally did a cover for my girl mercy as she deserves lol #oc: mercy hudson #mercy hudson #oc appreciation #ochub #allaboutocs #ch: sherlock holmes #ch: john watson #mimi ocs #mimi edits #mimi's endless ocs #fyeahsherlockocs #ocapp #sherlock holmes oc #sherlock oc #fandom: sherlock #fandom: sherlock holmes #bbc sherlock #sherlock oc apprecation #sherlock bbc #john watson #sherlock x oc #sherlock fanfic #sherlock oc fanfiction #sherlock fanfiction #mimi fanfiction #fic: who we really are #mimi fanfic covers

[lulu2992]

A few of Far Cry 5’s characters’ former names (according to the files)

Did you know that some characters used to have different names? Here’s what I found:

Adelaide Drubman - Penny Johnson (I’m not sure; it’s unclear)

Casey Fixman - Casey Seagal or Casey Storm

Chad Wolanski - Chad Gardetto

Faith Seed - Selena Seed

George Wilson - George Beel

Guy Marvel - Guy Martel (headcanon: it’s still his name but he thought Marvel was a cooler name for a movie director)

Hurk Drubman Senior - Wayne Senior

Joseph Seed - Daniel Seed

Merle Briggs - Merle Clinton

Wilhelmina Mable - Wilhelmina Maybelline

Tammy Barnes - Tammy Palmer (was she supposed to be Eli’s wife? Maybe!)

Tracey Lader - Traci West

Virgil Minkler - Virgil Knutsen

Wendell Redler - Wendell Darrah

Xander Flynn - Bob Johnson (again, like for Adelaide, not sure)

Also, I’ve said this before but Deputy Pratt’s first name is actually Stacy and not Staci. In the files, it’s only not spelled Stacy once, in the end credits... which is also, unfortunately, the only time players had a chance to see it written.

According to the files, Larry Parker’s first name is Laurence, the man we meet near Arcade machines is Morris Aubrey, and the fisherman is Coyote Nelson… but his description in the unreleased in-game encyclopedia also implies he died, so that might be inaccurate.

Below are the names of other Hope County residents (and where they live(d) and/or work(ed)) found in the deleted in-game encyclopedia:

Daniel Holmes — Holmes Residence

Doug and Debbie Hadler — Gardenview Orchards, Ciderworks, and Packing Facility

Rae-Rae Bouthillier — Rae-Rae's Pumpkin Farm

Niesha Howard — Howard Cabin

Emmet Reaves (in the late 1800s) — Copperhead Rail Yard & Prosperity

Will Boyd (from Far Cry: Absolution; his full name is William) — Boyd Residence

Les Doverspike — Doverspike Compound

Mike and Deb Harris — Harris Residence

Wolfgang Dodd — Dodd’s Dumps

Colin Dodd (Nadine Abercrombie’s grandfather) — Dodd Residence

Joe Roberts — Roberts Cabin

Dr. Kim Patterson — Hope County Clinic

Bobby Budell (in 1946) — Flatiron Stockyards

Doug Fillmore — Fillmore Residence

Orville Fall (found gold in 1865) — Catamount Mines

Mike and Chandra Dunagan — Sunrise Farm

The Redler family (Wendell’s) — Red’s Farm Supply

Andrew and Frances Woodson — Woodson Pig Farm

Don Sawyer — Sawyer Residence

Kay Wheeler — Kay-Nine Kennels

Jules Adams (and an unnamed husband) — Adams Ranch

Jerry Miller (and his family) — Miller Residence

Rick Elliot (his full name is Richard according to a message left by Eli) — Elliot Residence

Jay Loresca — Loresca Residence

"Lonely Frank" — Frank’s Cabin

Dicky Dansky — Dansky Cabin

Roy Tanami — Tanami Residence

Mr. Vasquez — Vasquez Residence

Mr. McDevitt — Misty River Gas

Darby McCoy — McCoy Cabin

Dr. Phil Barlow — Barlow Residence

Travis McClean (and his husband Brent) — McClean Residence

Jasmine Chan — Chan Residence

Jerrod Wilson (in the 1800s) — Throne of Mercy Church

Frankie Sinclair — Sinclair Residence

Lydia (in 1912) — Lydia’s Cave

Dwight Feeney (the chemist who worked with Eden’s Gate and dies in the mission “Sins of the Father”) — Feeney Residence

Lorna Rawlings — Lorna’s Truck Stop

Edward O'Hara — O’Hara’s Haunted House

Kanti Jones — Jones Residence

Coyote Nelson — Nelson Residence

Holly Pepper (and her girlfriend Charlie) — Pepper Residence

Nolan Pettis — Nolan’s Fly Shop

Bob and Penny Johnson — Johnson Residence

Melvin Adams Abercrombie — Abercrombie Residence

Steve McCallough — McCallough’s Garage

Dr. Rachel Jessop (who, and I’ll keep saying this every time I can, was never Faith and always another, entirely different person) — Jessop Conservatory

Dwight Seeley — Seeley’s Cabin

#far cry 5 #hey I CAN tag everyone this time! #adelaide drubman #casey fixman #chad wolanski #faith seed #rachel jessop #(so not the same rachel) #george wilson #guy marvel #hurk drubman sr #joseph seed #(my headcanon is that daniel is his middle name) #merle briggs #wilhelmina mable #miss mable #tammy barnes #tracey lader #virgil minkler #wendell redler #xander flynn #staci pratt #but actually #stacy pratt #larry parker #far cry absolution #will boyd

[writing-in-sin]

KAISHIN HC: MUTUAL OBSESSION AND ACCEPTANCE

It started out simple enough (or as simple as their respective lives allow them to be). Logically, they shouldn't care about the other even as thief and detective simply because detectives are the natural enemies for Kaito and Shinichi himself is a homicide detective

And yet

The moment Shinichi found out about this mysterious thief, even as far back as the clock tower, he got himself involved. Found this mad genius of a thief interesting despite said thief being an international criminal. And that interest kept growing to the point where he can't ignore situations whenever it involves KID and has even allowed Kaito to escape countless of times

Teaming up with him and even seem to enjoy it

For Kaito, it was just supposed to be another heist. Both at the clock tower and on April Fools but then this detective, as his real age or otherwise, matched him in a way no one else could

Or would

The same detective Kaito canonically designs his heists for as time goes on. Who he enjoys challenging and teasing in unholy amounts

And as time goes on, it gets very obvious to others that they're both obsessed with each other

They both have special walls/corners reserved for the other. Kaito, within the KID lair and Shinichi at the Kudou library. Its full of facts and pics of the other

Shinichi knows who KID is earlier than most would expect but keeps that info jealously close to himself. Absolutely refuses to share it with anyone else, even those closest to him because KID is his and knowing what he knows now, Shinichi won't let anyone hurt the thief

And while its only movie canon (for now), Kaito put the pieces together terrifyingly fast when it comes to shinichi's identity. Kept it close, used it many times to cover for him and even as a way to get to know Shinichi better

Kaito never complains and always loves it whenever Shinichi talks about Sherlock Holmes and Shinichi adores the way Kaito talks about magic

In fact, their mutual obsession runs so deep, they accept and genuinely like the sides of the other that people usually find morbid/scary/creepy

In Kaito's case, he's always the more vengeful of the two. A madness and bloodlust deep within his bones that Shinichi finds very attractive which he only discovered when Kaito beat the shit out of criminals in an illegal fighting ring for an undercover case

It's the 1st time he ever saw Kaito let loose and destroyed every opponent. He saw the way a grinning Kaito was covered in blood, can still hear the crack of bones and choked screams of unrepentant criminals at Kaito's mercy and just....goes weak-kneed, thighs pressed together as a blush overtakes his face

Sex that day was especially rough and intense for them

When it comes to Shinichi, who's always been fascinated with murder, mystery and the dead in general, Kaito is the only one who doesn't flinch away from it

In fact, whenever Shinichi wants to investigate or even just research (maybe even do an autopsy), Kaito actively breaks into morgues and sneaks them in. He'd contentedly listen for hours as Shinichi excitedly babbles about things (like murder methods and weapons) that would've made others faint, happily accompanies Shinichi for nightly walks around cemeteries as Shinichi pays his respects

They just...completely accept and are obsessed with each other

And they won't apologise for that

#kaishin #dcmk #kaishin headcanons #kuroba kaito #kaito kuroba #magic kaito #magic kaito 1412 #kaitou kid #kaitou 1412 #Kudou Shinichi #shinichi kudou #kudo shinichi #shinichi kudo #detco #meitantei conan #detective conan #dark kuroba kaito #dark kudou shinichi #kaito x shinichi

[doriana-gray-games]

Halloween thingy

So... the discord gave me quite the special halloween prompt

"Sexy Ghost MC seduction of tempted priest/nun W". Uh... yeah. Here is my attempt on that lol (it became more of a thriller tbh...):

(There's is one word that is for John and one for Jane and they are separated with a / )

To Whom It May Concern,

Upon this paper, I enclose the remarkable sight I saw and scarcely believed one hour past. If my scribblings are found without their owner—J. H. Watson—please deliver this, my last belonging, to a Mrs Hudson of 221B Baker Street. She should know what transpired. If nothing else.

I shall begin again, at the very start.

On the 21st of October, I received a letter. It was a torn-up thing, with edges more charred than ripped and decolouration of years—not months as the date suggests.

And as I have only recently taken orders/the veil and entered the church as I always hoped and said I would, I felt compelled to return this stray. God is found in small matters. So I have been told. 

Admittedly, I was drawn to the thing. To this strange curiosity. I believed, perhaps, that the journey of such a letter must likely end on a crescendo. 

I say to you now. I was far too correct in my suspicions.

May god have mercy upon my soul.

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It was there no sooner than I closed the door. 

The gate, as well as the entryway, had been ajar, and I had stepped in; I had not meant to act the wrongdoer—it was as if it called to me, this broken door on the edge of broken steps of the broken, decrepit facade. I could sooner turn my heel than abandon my breath. 

And as the door closed, there it was.

It—such word sound not enough. For it was more than enough to blind me with only its glitter of starlight. But I do not have the words for it. No, whatever it was, it was not human. A being out of this world or long past it. And I found it the most beautiful sight.

It appeared lighter than the dark room, but not like the shine of fire, but of stars. Cold white and blue. An Aegean glow. 

I could not believe it true.

It smiled, then. 

A tremble wrecked my body, from fear, from—words I dare not speak nor think. I had my vows.

It smiled wider, then. And wider still.

‘What are you?’ I had to know, you see. I had to.

It moved; It swam above ground without water. But not in haste. It approached me, and its hand went through my shoulder. Incorporeal. But its breath was cold on my ear, and it whispered, ‘Yours.’

Before I could grasp the siren words, it was gone.

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I searched the house. Delving further into the abandoned estate with nothing but a kerosene lamp and my trusted RIC revolver. First, I came upon a sitting room, but it held nothing. Not any answers. And, to my growing desperation, no sign of the being I found myself hunting for. 

I went further and further. And the air grew thick.

The glass of the old chandeliers would clank without wind. Twice, a drawer fell. Soon a cabinet shut with biting force, and I held my voice from escaping. The sounds and heavy clatter lead me up the old house towards where I find myself now. The bedroom. Untouched, compared to the rest. Beyond the heavy layer of time, the room would be a fine stately room of fine furniture and finer company. A large four-post bed stood by the window, and next to it, on the drawer, where the moonlight shone—was a journal.

Leather, yellowed paper, and a red bookmark placed upon the first page.

Here is the journal of Sherlock Holmes. I seek the truth, no matter the cost.

If you should find me, return me. 

If you should seek me, you need only to present me a puzzle worthy. 

The last written page wrote.

I lack the final piece. And now my bones are aching and mouth a desert, and I will be dead by the poison in the hour. The letters I have hidden beneath the floorboards of the dresser. They are the work of months of careful study. I toiled, yet, I will never know the truth. 

I find myself praying to a god that the truth will appear from heaven and I will be set free. 

It will be soon. More than in my breath, I know it not by logic but by feeling. My time has come. And I have pen, ink, and paper to be my confidant and friend. Why am I so lonesome in this dying hour? I never—

The ink runs across the page, and the writing ends.

Digging through the floorboards, I did find it. A letter stack detailing and unravelling things I have only read of in the papers. A mystery that was yet unsolved… 

But the papers did clear one thing. And it fit neatly with the rest, and I scribbled it onto the notes with charcoal from the fire, hoping for a sign. But nothing came. ‘Sherlock Holmes,’ I whispered, ‘I have your truth.’ But it did not appear. I thought of the ethereal shape, the words whispered, and the breath and the tongue which made such sounds. ‘I wish to see you again…’

Frost appeared at the window, and a chill came upon my bones. And there it was. By my side, by the dresser, by the dust on the ground. On its knees as I was.

As beautiful as the first moment. As tempting as fire to my convictions. Its fingers, now made form, were ice upon my ever-aching leg. I felt skin upon mine. Nails racked beyond my layers and sent shivers through my spine. 

‘Mine.’ It crawled further towards me.

I did not turn away.

I could not.

And its kiss was the sweetest death. Even now that it has gone, where it went as it took my soul, I feel it on my lips. Chill turned to burning, craving drove me forward, and I felt its weight heavy upon mine.

It is hard to write now. My hands are turning cold and blue. The lamp does nothing for my warmth. I am dying. I know this. More than in my breath, I know it not by logic but by feeling. My time has come. But I am not lonesome in my dying hour. With every further gasp, it returns to me. Appearing all the more in colour. Soon, we shall be joined in this afterlife. 

I do not regret. I only hope I will be forgiven. 

For, god, I am not your strongest servant. 

And I would not win this battle—

The charcoal runs across the page of the journal, and the writing ends.

#spooky season #halloween #watson #sherlock #interactive fiction #john watson #jane watson