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no-side-us · 11 months

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Letters From Watson Liveblog - June 2

Wisteria Lodge, Part 4 of 4

Holmes is either paying him a lot of money, or Warner here just really hates his old boss. Either way, he's a real hero for jumping in and saving Miss Burnet, especially since he knows how violent Mr. Henderson can be.

The image of Baynes and Holmes hiding in different forms of foliage at the same time is very funny to imagine. Holmes has really found someone as dedicated as he is to solving a mystery.

A vague Central American dictator! That's certainly an interesting reveal, and it is in line with Doyle's tendency to include what I presume to be international hot topics in his stories.

It also means I was right the first time about this whole case being connected to politics! From Central America of course and not Spain, so I was wrong there, but still.

I'm surprised a dictator cared enough about his children to hire a governess for them. And now those poor kids are probably going to have a terrible life for the foreseeable future, or at least as worse as their life has been so far.

And that explains what happened to Garcia. A terrible, gruesome death at the hands of a terrible, gruesome man.

As a side note, I do wonder what Scott-Eccles thinks of all this, cause there's a lot going on here involving dictators, revolutionaries, subterfuge, etc. that he was dragged into one night.

Also kudos to Miss Durando for fighting back, while drugged, against her captors. This story is full of great people, that I feel like Holmes and Watson were almost inconsequential to the whole thing. Even Warners, whom Holmes asked for help, could easily have been hired by Baynes instead.

Well, it may have taken six months but at least they finally got their comeuppance. No mention of the kids though, which is worrying. A somewhat satisfying conclusion then.

The story did not need this. It could have happily ended with the murder of a dictator and without this extra display of racism at the end. This story has pretty consistently painted people from Central America with such discriminatory descriptions, and it's just awful to see.

This sounds familiar but I forget what it's referring to. Hopefully it's not as racist as Wisteria Lodge was.

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4

#letters from watson #wisteria lodge #sherlock holmes #john h watson #inspector baynes #aloysius garcia #john scott eccles #miss burnet #mr henderson #mr lucas #john warner #don juan murillo #signora victor durando #arthur conan doyle #liveblogging sherlock holmes

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zombie-boys · 2 years

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for day 15 - the boys asking mr. clarke the questions every 12-year-old has but is too afraid to ask (click image for better quality <3)

(in case you can't read my handwriting read below cut <3)

mike: "how long can somebody stay awake (playing d&d) before they collapse from exhaustion?"

will: "is it possible to turn invisible?"

lucas: "how much elastic potential energy would you need to kill somebody with a slingshot? asking for a friend."

dustin: "can i use my walkie-talkie to listen to brain waves?"

#stranger things #stranger things fanart #30daystost4 #scott clarke #mike wheeler #will byers #lucas sinclair #dustin henderson #mr. clarke is such a guy :) love him for that #he is simultaneously oblivious and all-knowing somehow and that is the funniest possible situation #like he knows so much about the upside down just because of the bizarre questions dustin asks him #but he has no clue what's really going on #he just knows his star students are spending their afternoons looking for portals to alternate dimensions #and making sensory deprivation tanks #i wonder if those count as extracurriculars...#will's crayon box

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randomagnes0210 · 2 years

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Hes the best.

#chris evans #lloyd hansen #the gray man #ransom drysdale #knives out #bryce langley #fierce people #mr freezy #iceman #lucas lee #scott pilgram vs the world

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monsieuroverlord · 1 year

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The X-Men comic book announcements are hot today!

Not only are we entering a “Fall of X” but we’re getting a prelude to the Fall called “Before the Fall”

Four new series will launch -- Mutants’ First Strike, Heralds of Apocalypse, The Sinister Four, and Sons of X.

The next X-Men Vote also begins tomorrow.

(Source)

But! Steve Orlando is writing Mutants’ First Strike! Could this be a continuation or offshoot of Marauders?

I mean, I’ve heard strong rumors X-Men Red is definitely NOT cancelled (writer themselves confirmed), even though they haven’t been in the solicits for the past few months. (I assume because it directly leads into Sins of Sinister, it might be on a bit of a break. Same with Immortal X-Men and such).

Hard to say, maybe Marauders is taking the same route?

Anyway, if you’re a fan of Legion of X -- check out Sons of X

Apocalypse/ -- A -- and Genesis (plus the original Four Horsemen) -- check out Heralds of X

You wanna see more Mr. Sinister (and the whole thing going on with card suits) -- The Sinister Four

And for Bishop, Cyclops, Jean Grey (and hopefully Marauder tie-ins) -- Mutants’ First Strike!

#marvel #comic news #marvel comics #jean grey #cyclops #scott summers #apocalypse #en sabah nur #bishop #lucas bishop #nathanial essex #mr sinister #x-men #i mean #I'm trying to be optimistic #seems like were due for a lot of team shake ups tho #too soon to say #but i sure can speculate!#also the next x-men vote

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moony-is-a-sassy-bitch · 2 years

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Am I the only one, who missed Mr. Clarke (the science teacher) this season?

I know, they’re in High School now.

But he was such a great teacher. Understanding, smart and he always listend to the kids and their problems.

I miss him.

#stranger things #stranger things s4 #duffer brothers #dustin henderson #dustin stranger things #mike wheeler #lucas sinclair #will byers #st #st s4 #Mr. Clarke #Scott Clarke #Scott Clarke Stranger Things

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didanagy · 2 months

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PRIDE AND PREJUDICE (1995)

dir. simon langton

#pride and prejudice 1995 #pride and prejudice #jane austen #costume drama #period drama #perioddramaedit #perioddramagif #elizabeth bennet #charlotte lucas #mr collins #jennifer ehle #lucy scott #david bamber #my gifs #mine

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evilhorse · 2 years

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Imagine Summers walking in and going, “Why, Nathaniel Essex! Whatever are all these clones for?”

#immortal x-men #mr sinister #nathaniel essex #essex #clones #turtle sinister #scott summers #cyclops #mutants #kieron gillen #lucas werneck #marvel comics #comics #2020s comics

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nooowestayandgetcaught · 1 year

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Operation Not-Dracula-Because-That's-Too-Obvious-Dustin

read on AO3

1.3k, Mike Wheeler & The Party, T-rating, Canon AU

Summary: Mr. Clarke has been acting weird. Really weird. Mike is convinced he's a vampire.

#stranger things #mike wheeler #will byers #lucas sinclair #max mayfield #maxine mayfield #dustin henderson #the party stranger things #stranger things mike #stranger things will #st fanfic #st fandom #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things lucas #stranger things dustin #stranger things max #mr clarke #scott clarke

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unclewaynemunson · 5 months

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After Eddie and Max were brought into the hospital, the waiting room was packed with people. But as time passed by, it got quieter. One by one, worried parents came by to pick up their kids.

“Are you sure you don't wanna come with me?” Robin asked Steve when her mother arrived.

Steve nodded. “Go home, Rob, it's okay. Just wanna make sure Max's mom and Eddie's uncle get here.”

She shot him a worried look, but she knew him well enough to recognize when she wouldn't be able to persuade him – and Steve in turn knew that there was no way Mrs. Buckley would leave the hospital without Robin, after all that had happened that night.

So Steve stayed and waited with Lucas in Max's room for Mrs. Mayfield. When she arrived, he decided to give them some privacy and wandered over to Eddie's room a couple of doors down the hall.

He hesitated for a moment, wondering if Eddie would already have returned from the operation room – and if so, if it would be good or bad news waiting for him on the other side of the door.

He swallowed. Waiting motionlessly in the corridor wouldn't change what he'd find. So he raised his hand and slowly pushed the door open.

Eddie was inside, leaning against a pillow in his bed. He was as white as the sheets around him and he had large stitches in one of his cheeks, but other than that, he looked – alive.

“Eddie,” Steve breathed out while an overwhelming wave of relief washed over him.

It was only then that he noticed the other people in the room and stopped in his tracks.

Eddie's uncle was sitting at his bedside, wearing sweatpants and only an undershirt underneath his denim jacket. He looked exhausted, but just as relieved as Steve felt.

But that wasn't what had sparked Steve's surprise. No, the thing that Steve couldn't make sense of, was the man who was sat in the chair next to Wayne Munson. It was Steve's old middle school science teacher, Scott Clarke. He was dressed in a plaid flannel that seemed more Mr. Munson's style than his own, buttoned askew on top of a pair of striped pajama pants.

“Mr. Clarke? What are you doing here?” The question tumbled out of his mouth before he could stop himself.

“Who are you?” Mr. Munson asked Steve before Mr. Clarke could say anything. It sounded defensive on the verge of being aggressive, but Steve couldn't really blame him for that, considering what the majority of Hawkins currently thought about Eddie.

“Steve Harrington,” he said, holding out his hand.

The lines on Mr. Munson's forehead deepened.

“He's my friend,” Eddie said. His voice sounded hoarse and weak, but Steve still felt a rush of warmth course through his whole body because of the words he said. “He saved my life.”

“Oh.” Mr. Munson's eyes widened slightly and he finally took Steve's hand. “Wayne Munson. Eddie's uncle. Pleased meetin' ya.”

“It's good to see you again, Steve,” Mr. Clarke remarked. “You've grown a lot since the last time I saw you.”

“I didn't expect to see you here, Mr. Clarke,” Steve noted, still trying to make sense of what exactly his old science teacher was doing in this room.

“Uncle Scott is also my uncle,” Eddie explained.

Steve looked back and forth between Mr. Munson and Mr. Clarke, trying to find any kind of resemblance between the two of them.

“You're brothers?” he couldn't help but ask, unable to keep the astonishment out of his voice. He would never have guessed that those two men were related to each other.

“Steve, no...” Eddie's voice was almost a whisper and had an undertone of something that sounded an awful lot like exasperation. Steve knew that tone all too well; he had never been good at restraining himself from asking stupid questions, after all.

He noticed how the two men exchanged some kind of meaningful glance with each other.

“Um, I think we should go get some coffee, Wayne,” Mr. Clarke said. “Leave the boys to catch up.”

Mr. Munson nodded, but before he got up, he looked at Eddie. "You'll be alright?" he asked, a worried frown on his face.

Eddie nodded. "It's fine, Uncle Wayne." He said it softly, like he was trying to reassure his uncle, and only after Eddie gave him another emphatic nod, Mr. Munson started following Mr. Clarke out of the room.

Just when Steve realized Mr. Clarke must be Eddie's uncle from his mom's side while Mr. Munson had to be his dad's brother, Wayne let his hand linger on the small of Mr. Clarke's back. It was a tiny moment, that only lasted a second right before they went through the door, easy to miss if one weren't paying close attention. But it was still enough for Steve to understand the exasperation in Eddie's voice and the unease on his uncles' faces. That one touch told Steve all he needed to know: there was this casual, easy kind of intimacy behind it that only long-term partners shared. He had seen his parents act like that, and Mr. and Mrs. Sinclair...

“No fucking way,” he breathed out at the moment the door quietly shut behind Mr. Munson. He turned back to Eddie with wide eyes and his jaw dropped.

“Your uncle is – and he's with Scott Clarke?”

Eddie's jaw clenched. “You got a problem with that?”

In his pure astonishment, Steve barely even registered Eddie's question.

“That's impossible!” he all but exclaimed. “Here – in Hawkins? How?!”

Eddie looked slightly past Steve's face, to the bare white wall behind him. “Jesus Christ, Steve,” he said. “You've seen dozens of hell monsters and walked through an alternate dimension to fight an evil sorcerer, and this is what you decide is impossible?”

“Well, it is,” Steve stubbornly said.

He remembered how he once felt about his teammate Thomas, back in his freshman year, remembered the ache in his chest exactly because of how impossible it was. He remembered Robin talking about Tammy Thompson in that bathroom stall filled with the scent of their puke. But Tammy Thompson is a girl, he had said, in his instinctive and perhaps naive confusion - not because he deemed it impossible for Robin to feel that way about a girl, but because up until that point, he had deemed it irrelevant. He knew better than anyone that those kind of feelings would flare up from time to time around certain people, but as far as he was concerned, it didn't matter. There was no way to act on it, no point in lingering on something that was impossible to have anyway.

“They've been together for over a decade,” Eddie said. His voice suddenly lacked its usual warmth; a warmth that Steve had gotten used to over the past few days; a warmth that left a weird feeling of loss behind in Steve's chest now that it wasn't there. “They make each other happy. They don't hurt anyone with it. So don't fucking tell me it's impossible, man. They love each other, and if you're gonna be a dick about that, I'm gonna have to kindly ask you to fuck the hell off.”

“Woah, woah, woah, wait,” Steve hurriedly sputtered. “I'm not – I didn't-” The words got stuck in his throat, somehow. He didn't quite know how to explain the storm that was raging inside of him, the many emotions he felt upon discovering that there were two men happily sharing their lives together, who lived in the same town as he did. Two men who were just like him, who had figured out a way to not hide away, who had somehow found their way to each other, and who had fallen in love without it being something they needed to repress.

“I didn't know – that it could be like that,” he finally managed to stutter. “I never even imagined a future like that for myself. I didn't know – I thought we were just supposed to pretend like those parts of ourselves don't exist and marry a woman. I never met anyone who did it differently.”

Finally, Eddie averted his gaze to look at him again. His eyes were a little bit wider and he was staring at him so intensely that Steve felt something stir deep in his stomach.

“Stevie,” he said, his voice quiet and so much warmer than before in a way that sent a shiver down Steve's spine. “Jesus, I'm sorry, I had no idea. I thought you were saying..." He cut himself off and inhaled deeply, slightly shaking his head. "Listen, man, there's always a choice. I'm not saying it's easy; my uncles have to hide a lot of what they mean to each other when they're in public. They're risking Scott's job, and maybe even a whole lot more if the wrong people find out about them... But there is always a choice. They're much happier together than they would've been if they had chosen to hide and marry a woman, or if they'd spent their whole lives alone.”

Steve had to take a moment to let Eddie's words sink in. Eddie merely kept looking at him, not making a single sound, patiently waiting for him to get his thoughts straight again.

“Are there more people like them, here in Hawkins?” Steve finally asked.

“Not many,” Eddie answered. “Most people who are different move to the bigger cities, where you're a bit more free to be yourself. But they're friends with this lesbian couple who lives a few streets over. And they know some people in Indy, but Wayne refuses to move there. He's too much of a small town boy, he says.” Eddie rolled his eyes at that last part, as if he could in no way comprehend the thought of preferring Hawkins over a big city like Indianapolis.

But Steve did comprehend it. Hawkins was his home. Even after everything that happened to him here, it was where he belonged. It was where everyone he cared about was. He wasn't naive, he knew that that was bound to change at some point, but he had never dared to dream about going someplace else himself. He had never even dared to dream about being someone else. Yet here he was, sitting at the bedside of a boy whose eyes he hadn't stopped thinking about for days.

Maybe it was about time to change his perception of what was possible and what wasn't.

“I know one person who's like – like me,” he admitted. He wanted to tell Eddie about Robin. He knew that there was nothing to worry about – but he also knew it wasn't up to him to share her secret. “I don't know if this is a weird idea," he continued, "but maybe we could all, like, get together sometime. Your uncle, mister Clarke, their lesbian friends...” The idea of it made him feel weirdly excited. He couldn't really imagine what it would be like, to spend a whole evening surrounded by people he had this one thing in common with.

“Not a weird idea,” Eddie told him, that soft look still shining in his big brown eyes. “Sounds awesome, actually.”

“If we do something like that...” Steve hesitated for a moment. “Would you be there too?”

Despite the stitches in his cheek, Eddie managed to smile, dimples and all. He raised a pale hand and pulled a strand of his hair across his face, like he was trying to hide something written on the skin around his lips. “I thought that was obvious,” he said with a chuckle.

Steve chuckled as well. “Just needed to be sure,” he admitted.

He stretched out his hand and put it on top of Eddie's, where it was resting on top of the sheets. It only took a few seconds: he gently squeezed Eddie's hand, then pulled back again, still nervous and not quite knowing what exactly they were headed towards. But no matter how short, the touch still sent sparks through his whole body.

“I'm glad you're alive,” he said, softly.

Eddie's smile became just a little bit wider, and a faint blush colored his pale cheeks. “Me too, big boy. Believe me, me too.”

(I wrote this bc this post by @boldlyvoid refused to leave my brain for literal months)

#don't mind me rambling about stranger things #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #wayne munson #scott clarke #clarkson my beloved #stranger things #fruity ficlet

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foone · 1 year

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Anomalous Item #4742: A set of 173 VHS tapes with blank labels.

When a tape label is filled out (there are provided fields for title, director, and year) and then placed into any functioning VCR, the film listed will play, regardless of if it existed before the tape was played.

This was first believed to be an effect limited to the tapes, ie, the tapes were somehow generating the movie themselves through some method similar to AI art generation, but after initial tests were performed the paratime division discovered the effect is actually antichronological: when played, the tapes don't simply create the movie named, they alter the past so that the movie mentioned was created.

Thus, after a tape is labeled and played, it can be found on streaming services and in DVD rental stores. The directors, if still alive, will recall making the film, and actors who were active at the time the film was "made" will have anecdotes about events that happened in the film.

This can have ripple effects as well; during the 9th test, the film Big Trouble in Little China, 1986, directed by John Carpenter, was created. Besides the immediate effects of creating a new film that hadn't existed, an indirect effect was that the film Alien 2, 1985, John Carpenter, ceased to exist. Instead, the sequel to the 1979 film Alien (directed by Ridley Scott) was titled Aliens and directed by James Cameron. It's believed that by adding a new movie to the timeline of John Carpenter's direction, he no longer had time to direct one of the works he had directed in the original timeline, as he would have been busy directing the newly-added film, and directing roles therefore passed to another director.

Use of the tapes can also implicitly affect the lifespan of directors. In test #17, Researcher J. Calhoun attempted to generate a film that couldn't possibly exist: a prequel to a film made by a director who had died decades beforehand.

According to paratime research, the writing of "Star Wars: Episode 1, 1999, George Lucas" on the tape and the subsequent viewing undid the 1981 death of Mr. Lucas, causing Star Wars: Episode 6: Revenge of the Jedi to come out in 1983 instead of 1985, be titled "Return of the Jedi" instead, and it would be directed by George Lucas instead of Steven Spielberg.

This obviously had additional effects as it didn't merely extend the lifespan of George Lucas by an additional 18 years: at time of writing in 2022, he is still alive at the age of 78. It's therefore believed that the object doesn't unnaturally extend the lifespan of the director, it instead reshapes the flow of time so that any events that would stop them from filming the listed movie do not happen.

After discovery of their history altering nature, the remaining anomalous objects have been locked in secure storage at site #22. No further testing is authorized, and emergency use requires level #6 authorization, which will only be granted in the face of imminent disaster requiring paratime remedies.

Article update[2022-11-20]: an incident occurred where it was discovered that former researcher K. Synnol had acquired one of the tapes (see investigation document 2483 for details) and was attempting to use it for history modification, without approval. The paratime division detected the impending history alteration and an assault team was dispatched. Synnol was apprehended before they could complete the use of the tape, however the label WAS filled out but the tape remained unwatched. What effects, if any, the partial use of the anomalous artifact would have on the timeline is unknown, but in previous testing the film only came into being when the labeled tape was placed into a VCR and watched.

See photo attachment #2, below, for artifact 1B, recovered after the Synnol event.

#goncharov #unreality #my writing #scp nonsense

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