#sherlockian tattoos

[raevenlywrites]

NaNo 2021 Day 2

Tybee looked at the garden before him, and back at the tattoo parlor behind him. They did not match in any way.

The vampires at the B&B had assured him that although the be-muraled brick building didn't seem like much, it was the closest thing Riverside had to a fey house, since most traveling folks were taken in by Asylum. There wasn't much need for a proper fey house in Riverside. Tybee was certain that was about to change.

The garden was lush, and deeper than the lot it's brick street face sat on. That wasn't too surprising, given his own House and his sister's faery garden.

No, what was surprising was the massive labyrinth between the garden and the parlor's backyard.

"It's not normally this fickle."

His guide--the parlor's owner, a man who had introduced himself as Tripp Jones--seemed as stumped at the tangle of moss covered brick as he was, as if the enormous and foreboding structure wasn't usually there. Tybee could only assume it wasn't, though many of the moss-made sigils matched the ink on the young man's upper arm. Sigils that burned with the same kind of magic as the tattoos. And presumably, their tattooer.

And, unfathomably, of the magic of Liminalia.

Yes, he could believe this maze had sprung up overnight, or even over the course of the few minutes Tybee had been inside talking to the store's owner. What Tybee couldn't believe was that Liminalia would build a wall that her king could not lift. But try as he might, Tybee could neither bend the walls, not Step within them.

This labyrinth had sprung up to keep Tybee out. And no one knew why.

"I don't suppose those spells on your arm were inked by anyone local?"

"Spells?"

Tripp turned to examine his arm--his dominant arm, Tybee noted, recalling the wink of that particular skull as his host had opened the gate to let them back into the yard. Almost certainly not ink he'd applied to himself then.

But beyond those Sherlockian deductions, Tybee could see the magic in them. The tattooer had been important to this young man, someone close, presumably that loved him. The ink was laced with faery magic, and that particular twinkle of connection that Tybee specialized in.

The tattooist had been Liminalia.

Which was, of course, impossible.

But impossible things had a habit of happened around Tybee, so while he was inconvenienced, he wasn't really all that surprised. Nor was he particularly surprised when Tripp informed him that the artist had been his brother, former shop owner and sometimes still resident artist, between PTA meetings.

What did surprise Tybee was that neither of these brothers were the leader of the local fey. That would be another figure all together, currently locked behind this impromptu maze. If Tybee would care to wait, Tripp would see what he could do about this maze, and about getting Zig to come down for a visit.

Tybee was absolutely willing to wait.

#oc tybee #nano 2021

[generalsolo]

I grew up watching Granada Sherlock Holmes with my grandfather, who is a huge Sherlockian. When I got a Holmes tattoo I actually had it modeled partially after Jeremy Brett. I love your gifs! Do you have a favorite Holmes account/story?

Oh thank you so much!! That’s a fantastic way to watch the show.  I don’t know about a story, but I have some really great memories of when I got into the stories as a kid – I used to stay up late with the huge compilation of stories that belonged to my dad and read under the covers until I passed out.  Great times.  I’m glad you like my gifs!

#replies #thank you for sharing! always v nice to meet another sherlock holmes fan #flapperwitch

[sherlockwatson-holmes]

HOLMESCON2020!!

Are you thinking of coming to #HolmesCon2020 but want to know a little more about our weekend? Look no further!!

Along with our amazing panels and talks (more details further down) we also have a host of other exciting things for you to look forward to!

:TROPE BINGO!

:SHERLOCK THEMED QUIZ

:ARTISTS ALLEY

:CHARITY AUCTION! With prizes donated by our fanartists, along with a couple of exciting surprises! 🤐

There is also the opportunity to chat to some of our fandom creators in our speed dating style meet and greet!

Prizes will be awarded to our bingo winner, the winning quiz team, and the person with the most UNIQUE cosplay!

So don your deerstalkers, folks!

PANELS:

:ACD vs BBC - examining the various differences in characterisations between the original canon and BBC Sherlock.

:CONSULTING FANDOM - discussing the pinnacle moments in the Sherlockian fandom from 2010 to today, and taking a look back at the Holmesian fandom.

:THE WEIRD AND WONDERFUL WORLD OF AU'S.

:WHY DID THE VASE SLIDE? An introduction to Sherlock Meta.

:FANFICTION: ALL HAIL AO3! Readers, comments, betas, and tagging.

:COSPLAY & CREATIVITY. Exploring the creative side of fandom, with knitting, baking, fanvids & tattoos!

:PAIN, GLORIOUS PAIN! Angst, sickfic, hurt/comfort, and the dreaded MCD.

:THE JOYS OF CO-AUTHORING

:SEXUALITY & SHIPPING. Discussing the sexuality of our Baker Street boys, and the various ships that have taken hold. NO SHIP SHAMING!

:IMPROVING CANON: FIX-IT'S, CANON DIVERGENCE, AND WRITING A CASE FIC.

:FABULOUS FANART. Our artists will be chatting about their art, and their favourite fandom artists.

:SMUT & KINKS. OVER 18'S ONLY!

On top of those incredible panels, we also have some great speakers giving the following talks:

:ACD 101 - An introduction to the canon, presented by Diane Duane.

:WRITING FOR AN ESTABLISHED FANDOM - presented by Diane Duane

:MEDICAL (MIS)ADVENTURES IN SHERLOCK FANFICTION - presented by J_Baillier

:IS SHERLOCK AUTISTIC? - presented by 7percentsolution

:THE ELEPHANT IN THE ROOM: AUTHORSHIP, QUEERBAITING, AND SHERLOCK - presented by Elly Ross.

Phew! That's a busy weekend. And I haven't even mentioned the Sherlock themed Cards Against Humanity...

We're looking for a couple of panelists for our COSPLAY & CREATIVITY panel (preferably one of each), so if you're coming to con and have something to share, send us a message! 🐝💜

@sherlockedcarmilla @thinkanddoodle-batch @thejohnlockoutlet @jbaillier @7-percent @mydogwatson @cumbercurlygirl @shelleysprometheus @sherlockwatson-holmesblog @elldotsee @khorazir @maartiinkaaa @thepersianslipper @88thparallel @sparkypipart @dianeduane @lakoda0518

#HolmesCon2020 #SherlockCon #London #FanCon

[darkdevasofdestruction]

The Blood Moon

Summary : With great powers comes great responsibility, so why bother with them, when you can just chill back and relax? That’s what Katrina always told herself in a way to calm down whenever she felt herself lose control, but nothing will stop her from getting in trouble with literally everyone around. Her world was chaotic, like the last seconds of a fly trapped in a spider’s web, but what happens when the world literally goes Upside Down for her, has to take care of a group of nerds much bigger than herself and even worst, she feels her heart beat for the first time, but now, not because of anxiety, but due to a much warmer feeling.

Pairing : Billy Hargrove x OC (Katrina Black)

TW : Stranger Things, as a TV show, explores a lot of themes, including childhood trauma of various types, which I am going to go along with.

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This story contains and explores a variety of trauma and darker themes, most of them relating in canon to a certain character, others that I’m more familiar with then I wish I were and so on.

I have this story written on AO3 that I wrote in like 3-4 days because GODS I am in L O V E with Billy Hargrove and someone please save me, all my feelings are in here, from sorrow to glee, from fluff to angst and so on.

But I’ve never been prouder of a story I’ve written like I am with this one.

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Chapter 1: The Fox and the Lion

I had no idea how the hell I managed to get wound up in a group of 12 year olds’ troubles, but I can’t deny that it wasn’t fun, if not, just crazy dangerous and deadly. I met up Mike and his little group of nerdy friends whilst going to the arcade one day and them cursing my nickname for not being able to defeat my high-score in any game. Of course, since all arcade games only had a 3 letter maximum for each name, I put mine.

“FOX”

Because I have red hair and can be pretty sly and sneaky, despite how very introverted I am. Now it’s my last year at Hawkins High School, this one being the most important because if everything goes right, I may get a scholarship and be able to continue my studies further, to University, pursuing Vet Medicine, like I’ve always dreamt of.

Now, to tell a little bit about myself…

Officially, I was called “3”, just like the number tattooed on my shoulder, which is to brand me as one of the many experiments the Russians/Americans did on children. Somehow, and very thankfully, I managed to run away, thanks to my weird powers that I’m still not 100% sure, and found myself in the woods, where I stumbled upon this policeman named Hopper who was nice enough to take me in for a while, before getting me to an orphanage and making sure a real family gets to take care of me.

The date of me meeting Jim was January 3rd, a very cold and snowy winter, so from that day on, that has become my birthday. Since I didn’t have a name, he let me stay a few good weeks with him and taught me how to read and write, which was pretty easy, to say the least, and upon reading so many books, I found a name that finally suited my tastes.

“Katrina”

That was 5 years ago, when I was 13, and now I’m at my own little house close to the Byers, I recently found out, living alone with Jim visiting me often, or having the kids have sleepovers at mine from time to time, when I’m not too busy with my studies.

After the incident with the monsters, Will’s disappearance, El and everything, we’ve really bonded, and gotta say, being a Rogue in their DnD party was super fun!

Life hasn’t been easy, that much is sure, isn’t it? Many bad things happened that cannot be changed or unmade, so you have to life with them through the rest of your life.

But things never stay the same, do they…?

Life at highschool ain’t the best, especially not with all these mean girls and boys around, but how I survived 3 years, I can survive one more, right? Also, recently, Will and the gang told us about a new girl coming from California called “Max” who apparently beat all their records as well and from their description, I really wanna meet her. Now, I’m wondering if this is a coincidence or not, but my Sherlockian instincts were tingling, and she may or may not be our new colleague’s little sister. Oh, yes, new colleague… His name is Billy Hargrove and he’s the most intimidating man I’ve ever seen in my life. He is literally radiating masculinity and his eyes make everyone either kneel at his feet or stay away from him, because he won’t take anyone’s shit. In a very short amount of time, he managed to gain the reputation of “Keg King”…I think that was? Beating Steve Harrington at popularity, now being the literal best student at sports (especially basketball), having the most number of uh…Charmed ladies, as a count, and beat up a ton of boys who dared disrespect him. So, uh...FUN!

I could have said that I’ve been pretty lucky so far, seeing that I didn’t have the need to directly interact with Billy so far, but fate was never as you’d expect and the weirdest of changes always happen when you least expect them.

Wednesday morning -

I wake up, eat a bowl of milk and cereal, go to wash my fave, brush my long red hair and look through my clothes.

I choose an over-sized AC/DC Tshirt, light blue boyfriend jeans, a red plaid shirt tied to my waist, round shades, a black hat and black combat boots, take my bag and go to my motorbike that I recently managed to buy and went to high school. Maths went pretty fast by, Chemistry too, but during Biology, we had to make a project for the final grade, which will affect the overall grade by a huge percent, which completely got my attention.

But that wasn’t all.

Mrs. Green insisted on assigning us partners…And I was to do the project with none other than Billy Hargrove, which made me gulp in anxiety and start to slightly scratch at my neck, not daring to look at him…Or anyone, for the matter.

Mrs. Green: Kat, Billy, may I talk to you at the end of the class for a moment? Billy: Sure. Me: Okay…

After this, the class went on as if nothing happened, but I could basically feel the burning and poisonous glares the many girls in my class would throw at me. After all, who wouldn’t want to be partnered up with THE King Billy?

Ha.

Me.

What a fool.

All I did the whole class was to draw on my notebook, habit which I found out managed to calm down my anxieties pretty well, even if I didn’t really pay attention to the teacher…But hey, for someone like me, it’s no big deal. After all the other students left the classroom, I grabbed slowly got up and went in front of Mrs. Green, not managing to look in her eyes, my gaze fixed on the floor as I bit my lip and fiddling with my fingers. Billy, as well, stood just next to me, but he looked extremely laid back.

Mrs.Green: Billy, I am sure you are aware that, despite your pretty good grades, slightly above average, in most subjects, you are somehow failing Biology. So, I wanted to ask you, is it just disinterest, or are you not understanding something? I thought that, compared to Mathematics, Chemistry and Physics, this would be at least a bit easier. Billy: Well, uh…I dunno, I guess I don’t really get it or something. I guess I started with the wrong foot and continued even worse and…Yeah, you get it. Mrs.Green: Kat, dear, I am very sorry to ask this of you, since I know you’re extremely shy, but would it be okay with you if you were to help Billy with Biology? You told me you want to pursue Medicine at University, and so far you’ve been exceeding all expectations at my subject, which is why I paired you two up. Just a bit of tutoring, once in a while, if you both agree. Billy: If it helps with my grades, I don’t see why not. Mrs.Green: Excellent! What do you say, dear? Me: Uh, w-well, I…Uhm…I-I mean, s-sure, but…But a-are you sure I’m the right person for this? I-I mean, as you said, I’m painfully shy…A-And I’m afraid I might be more annoying than useful and I don’t want to waste anyone’s time and- Mrs.Green: Dear, Kat, calm down. I’ve seen you help and explain to some of your colleagues before at different subjects and you did an extraordinary job at it! I think you shouldn’t be afraid. Who knows, maybe Billy will be able to help you out with your shyness, since he’s so popular and sociable. Me: *hiding my face* I-I-I w-well, I don’t know what to say… Billy: You can start by saying ‘Yes’ ? Me: Uhm…I guess you’re right. S-Sure, I will tutor you, I am fine with that. J-Just tell me when you don’t understand or if I’m being annoying, I’ll try to stop. Billy: *chuckles* Don’t worry, toots, I’m sure we’ll get along just fine. Mrs.Green: *winks* Think of it as opportunity. It will look very good on your recommendation letter. Me: Y-You mean, you will…? Mrs.Green: *smiles* But of course, dear! How could I possibly not recommend my top student to the best University? It was supposed to be a surprise from me and your Physics and Chemistry teachers, but oops! Busted~. Me: I-I-I can’t thank you enough!! Really, thank you so much for everything you’ve done for me! I am forever grateful for you and your patience and kindness with me! Mrs.Green: *pats my head* Dear, your only fault is worrying too much and enjoying life too little. Take the advice of the bands you listen to so much and you might learn to live a bit. Now, off you go, your next class is about to start! Me: See you tomorrow, Mrs.Green! And thank you so much for everything again! Billy: Good bye, Mrs. G.

Outside of the classroom, I gripped my notebook close to my chest and walk to my locker, but Billy was still following me with a smirk on his face, and then leaned on the locker nearby.

Billy: So, I just got a very hot teacher as a reward for failing the class, the more you know. Me: I…I think it’s more of a punishment. Billy: Why’d you think that, Kitten? Me: Wh-Why did you j-just call me “Kitten” ? Billy: Mrs.G called you “Kat”, so, why not? Me: My name is Katrina, not Kitten, so please call me that. Billy: Fine, fine…Kitten. *winks* Me: *pouts* Guess I can’t convince you… Billy: You give up pretty easily, babe. It’s almost like you like that. Me: *cringes* I-It’s nothing of the sort. I-It’s just…Over the years…I learn that if saying “No” doesn’t work the first time…It won’t work no matter how many times you repeat or struggle…So might as well just get it over with. Billy: *raises an eyebrow* That sounded oddly specific. Me: *eyes widen* Ah, n-no, forget I just said that! S-Sorry, I, uh…I gotta go to Physics, excuse me. Billy: What a coincidence, I have Physics too. Why don’t we talk about the project and my tutoring on the way there? Me: Uhm…If you’re okay with it, I guess okay. Billy: Have any specific topic you wanna do? I kinda have no idea what we’ve studied so far. Care to enlighten me? Me: Well…We started with the Nervous system, followed by the Sensory organs, then Glands, the Locomotor system, Digestive system, Excretory system, Metabolism, some pretty basic Genetics, some plain Environmental things…And…Uhm…Well… Billy: *smirks* You missed out the Reproduction thingy between Excretory and Metabolism on purpose, didn’t you? Me: *gasps* Liar! You said you didn’t know! You tricked me! Billy: *chuckles* I might have. Say, toots, it’s almost like you missed it on purpose. Are you embarrassed? Hey, what about we do the project on tha- Me: NO!!!! Billy: *wide eyed* Whoa, slow down, there, I was only teasin’. Me: *slaps hand on mouth* I’m sorry! I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to shout at you! Please, don’t be mad. It’s just…I really don’t like it and it makes me feel very…Very bad. Billy: *shrugs* S'okay, I got it, don’t worry, I’m not mad. Jeez, Mrs.G was right, you really do worry too much. Me: Yeah…I’m really sorry, I told you it’d be more of a punishment than anything. I know I can be very annoying without even realising. Billy: Chill, babe, chill. So, when and where shall we meet? Me: Uhm…Tomorrow after class for the project? Billy: I have Basketball training, sorry. Me: Oh, right, you’re in the team. When’s your next match? Billy: In 2 weeks. Wanna come and cheer me? Me: *smiles* If you want me there, sure, I will be there. Billy: Huh, would ya look at that, Kitten has a pretty smile. Ya wanna make me swoon? Me: Ah, n-no, really, I’m not. Billy: You’re melting my heart, babe! Me: S-Sorry! Uhm…How about this Friday? About 5pm? At…Uhm…There’s this pretty cafe in town called “Ma Cherie” and they have amazing tea and sweets. Billy: Friday…Friday…Ah, yeah, sure. Had a date, but- Me: Oh, shoot! Okay, we can find another day so you won’t have to miss it! Billy: *chuckles* Nahh, don’t worry, I’ll just cancel. I’d much rather stay with you than with her. Me: *bites lip* Uhmm…I…Flattered? I think? Billy: Good then, it’s a date, see you then, sweet cheeks! Me: WAIT WHAT?!

I stopped in my tracks but he only laughed and waved at me, jogging ahead in another direction. It was only then that I realised that I was in front of the Physics classroom and he, in fact, had a complete other subject, not Physics.

Smooth bastard…

And so, Wednesday came to an end, Thursday as well, Friday went by unnoticed and then, I had to go full speed to the Animal shelter nearby to help out. They never told me how much to stay, seeing that my schedule was hectic due to College and Uni preps, so I would just come and go whenever I could. Problem is, I lost track of time and when I looked back at the watch again, it said 4:46pm.

F U C K.

I bid the workers farewell and ran to my motorbike, going as far as I could back to Hawkings and at the cafe, getting all the two bags full of books and running into the cafe, and looking at my watch at the same time.

5:13pm.

Kill me please.

Entering the cafe, I nod at the waitress, as I’m a regular here and we’re on friendly terms, and scan for Billy, who was writing something in a notebook. I rush to take the seat opposite, but before I sat down and let the books fall to the ground, I start apologising to Billy a bit too much.

Me: I’M SO SORRY!! I-I really didn’t mean to be late, but it’s entirely my fault and I feel horrible for making you wait for me! Please don’t be mad, I-I’ll make up to you! I’ll pay each time we go out to study, okay? S-So take anything you want a-and I’ll pay! I know it won’t really make a difference bu- Billy: Babe, sit down and breathe. Me: H-Huh? Billy: I’m not mad. I can clearly see you rushed to get here. Lost track or time, huh? What were you doing? Me: Yeah, I know, I’m stupid. I got a watch today so I can make sure I leave at the right time, but I forgot to check it and…I am late. So, uhm…Y'know how I mentioned I want to pursue Vet Medicine at Uni? I work at an animal shelter nearby and it takes sort of…Almost an hour to get here. Well, more like 40 minutes, but I rushed and got here in like 25. It kinda helps to get in at a top Uni…With a scholarship. I couldn’t afford to study at University otherwise, so I gotta do what it takes. Billy: Well, babe, you look pretty hot in you lab coat. I wanna see you like this more often. Me: M-My lab coat…? AH, DAMN, I FORGOT TO TAKE IT OFF! Godamn it! Billy: *chuckles* You’re pretty amusing, doll. Come on, sit down and let’s order. Me: Okay. Leila, dear, could you please come and take our order? Leila: Hey, Kat, rushed again from the shelter I see. Regular? Me: For me, yes. Billy, what would you want? Billy: Just a black coffee, thanks. Me: Are you sure? Billy: Yeah, sure. Me: O-Okay… Leila: Okay, then. A Cherry Vanilla tea with extra cinnamon, a chocolate cake and a black coffee coming right up! Me: Thank you for your time, Lei-Lei! Leila: Any time! Billy: Seems you calmed down a bit. Me: Yeah…This place always manages to sooth down my anxieties. Uhm…I literally only come here every time I want to study. Billy: I’m not surprised. It’s pretty nice, I guess. Me: *smiles* I’m happy that you liked it. Billy: Say, forgot to ask you on Wednesday, but today I see you have a Metallica Tshirt. Are they your boyfriend’s? Me: *blushes* B-Boyfriend? But I don’t have a boyfriend, what do you mean? Billy: You don’t? How come? Me: Why are you surprised, who’d want someone like me? Trust me when I say this, I know what I’m talking about. Billy: But you’re smart and pretty, what’s not to like? Me: Many things. So uhm…These are my Tshirts. 90% of my tops have band imprints. And…Well…AC/DC, Iron Maiden and Metallica are my Top 3 favourite bands. I have all their vinyls and cassettes. Billy: You just keep getting hotter and hotter the more I know you. Me: Hahaha, no, no way that could ever happen. Billy: If I were to give you one of my band Tshirts, would you wear it on our next date? Me: D-Date?! C-Come on, Billy, I’m literally the last person you’d want to date, I can assure you. Billy: What if I prove you otherwise? Me: How do you know you’re my type? Billy: *smirks* Oh~? So I’m out of your league, sweet cheeks? Me: Ah-…! Wait, no, I didn’t mean it like that! I didn’t want to insult or offend you, I’m sorry! Billy: Just teasin’, relax. Me: *pouts* Whatevs… Billy: So, wadya say, dollface? About us? Me: D-Don’t you think we should, like, get to know each other first? Become friends and trust each other and all that? Billy: Awww, toots wants one of those cutesy romance novel relationships, how adorable. Me: *blushes* W-Well…Y-Yeah…I guess…I know I’m asking for too much…And there’s no way in hell that could ever happen to me…S-So…I just…I guess…I kinda gave up on even thinking of dating long ago. Billy: *sighs* Maybe your expectations are too high of people that are too low. People suck, y'know? The world sucks. You’re expecting a happily ever after? Me: If I ever get to be in a relationship, I want it to be that kind of shelter that would be protective from all the chaos and evilness in the world. The only place where you can feel safe and be yourself. And if that Happily Ever After, as you call it, won’t happen with another person as my significant other…Then I’ll be very content with saving animals’ lives and travelling the world at my leisure. Billy: *smirks* Have I ever told you you’re pretty hot when you speak like that? Me: Uhm…Okay, so, I was thinking that maybe we could talk about the Nervous system in our project? Leila: Kat, you don’t need to talk about the Nervous system. You literally ARE a Nervous system. Me: … *laughs* Oh jesus, that was a good one. I won’t forget that…Actually, I might even use it as a joke when I do the presentation! Leila: *winks* Don’t forget the author’s right! Me: Okay, okay! As per my lovely barista friend joked, instead of presenting you the Nervous system, I will introduce myself, for I am, in fact, a Nervous system. Leila: Hey, Billy, was it? Please film her or something, I want to see that part. Billy: Consider it done. Me: I call this a conspiracy! Don’t try to overthrow my reign! Leila: Oh, shut up, nerd. Here’s your tea, honey and cake, and here’s your coffee. Good luck with your project! Me: Thanks, dear! Billy: Okay, that looks and smells pretty good. Me: *smiles* Wanna try? I can give you half of everything, if you want? Billy: Y'sure? Me: *nods* Sure! Do you like your tea sweetened? I usually put a lot of honey in it. Billy: Make it as you like and I’ll drink after. Me: Here, you can eat from my plate as much as you want. I usually drink the tea first anyways. Billy: So generous, toots, you’re melting my heart. Me: Ahem. So, the Nervous system? Billy: I have no idea what that’s all about, but just for the sake of the joke, I will say yes. Me: Cool! I kinda thought of specialising in Neurosurgery after Uni. B-But that’s really very far in the future, so it’s pretty irrelevant. Billy: Teach me your magic, babe, and let’s fuck them up big time.

Pretty excited, I got the books from the bag and handed them to him, showing him the tons of notes, scribblings, ideas, details and so on that I’ve gathered so far, and for the next 4 hours, everything we smoothly, but we had to leave because Leila had to close, and we decided to meet again on Monday at lunch time in the courtyard and study while we eat.

I have to admit, the time spent with Billy was…Well…Really nice. It seemed almost like he was a complete other person, not the scary guy who looked like he would snap at anyone if they even as much as blinked around him. Sure, he was a huge flirt, but it didn’t seem too…Ill-willed, to say the least. I just hope it won’t turn into a crush or something. I absolutely canNOT and will NOT allow myself to catch feelings…Not again…Not after everything that has happened. He is right. There is no Happily Ever After, so why bother?

The weekend passed by very fast as I prepared notes for both the project and some tutoring ideas for the Nervous System, since we had to start with the very beginning of Biology, so after the first 3 classes in the morning, I tried to rush outside, but I got pushed into a locker with a boy that I couldn’t recall the name of, but I knew was pretty popular…Like many others. I think his name was Dennis or something, and he wasn’t alone, but surrounded by 3 cheerleaders, Clarisse, Carol and Christine, or the Triple C as they were called.

Boy: Hey, freak, 'sup? Me: Uhm…Hi. Boy: Didn’t you hear me? SPEAK UP! Me: I-I Said hi! Boy: I SAID SPEAK UP!! Me: HI! Boy: Thaaat’s more like it, you ugly sow. Now, what the hell were you doing around King Billy? What you’re tryina get him to like you with that pity party of yours? Your face implores pity and sympathy, but you’re nothing more than a nerd! Me: W-We have to make a p-project together… Carol: Yeah, right, as if! You have the goo-goo eyes for him! Y'know, just 'cause he likes the bands you claim to like, doesn’t mean he likes YOU! I bet you only like that music 'cause HE likes it! Me: N-No…That’s not true…

By now, my eyes were watering, and Dennis pinned my wrists above my head and started screaming very close to my face. I could feel a panic attack beginning to form at an alarmingly fast rate.

Clarisse: Aww, look at her! What, gonna freak out again and cry? Christine: Pshh, yeah, right. What a stupid crybaby. Never got past the stage of a 10 year old? Dennis: You and your stupid red hair, better stop hanging out with Billy, or else you’re gonna get it. Me: B-But I h-have t-to- Carol: *slaps me* Billy. Is. Mine. Slut!

After she slapped me, everyone around started laughing and belittling me again, but I couldn’t get out of there because Dennis was exponentially stronger than me, so I knew there was no use in even bothering. A booming voice, however, echoed in the hallway, making me flinch at the noise. “SILENCE! What the hell is going on here?!” the deep voice rang out, a funeral silence taking over, only my soft whimpers being heard.

Dennis: STOP CRYING, YOU BITCH! Didn’t you hear our King asked for silence?! Me: S-Sorry… Dennis: And open your eyes when he’s here, stop being so disrespectful for someone clearly superior to you! Come on, now, on your knees, like the little bitch that you are!

Dennis laughed as he put his hand on my throat, squeezing a bit before throwing me to the ground, in front of Billy. I could only tremble on the ground, not daring to move. I learnt it the hard way that getting away always made it worse.

Billy is the most popular guy in the High school, making all the ex-popular guys hang out with him to gain popularity. He has always been the talk of the school, the womanizer, the rebel, the cool guy everyone loved and feared. Despite everything, I expected him to side with his friends…Even if a little part of me wished for him not to.

The silence in the halls was far more excruciatingly painful than the mockings and the laughter, but it soon vanished as a voice darker and lower than before started talking. He was clearly pissed off.

Billy: …What the fuck were you doing here…? Dennis: We were teaching this bitch a lesson, of course! Make her remember her rightful place! Clarisse: No, no, if you were doing that, you’d have thrown her in the trash bin, 'cause that’s what she is! Carol: Hey, Christine, look at her! She’s staying there like she wants to suck King Billy’s dick! What a shameless slut, on her knees in front of everyone! Billy: Did I, even once, ask ANY of you to do anything like this…? Dennis: Well, no, but she’s been rubbing her pathetic germs all over you! Following you like some lost puppy just 'cause you’re popular, and even more! Lying to us! Carol: Ha, yeah! She kept saying she’s dating you and that you already fucked! Pshh, whore! Me: I…Never… Carol: Oh, shut up, nobody cares what you’re saying, get a hint! Billy: Are you 4 fucking out of your GOD DAMN MINDS?! Dennis: Uhm…B-Billy, what’s the matter? Billy: WHO THE FUCK TOLD YOU TO DO THAT TO HER?! SHE’S MY PROJECT PARTNER AND MY TUTOR, OF COURSE SHE’S HANGING AROUND WITH ME! You fucking idiots, I’m gonna FUCKING KILL ALL OF YOU! All of you stay around me like whores on the sidewalk wanting to get some cheap money, but you’re all good for nothing! Dennis: Come on, Billy, you’re new here, but she’s a freak, okay? I mean, look at her! There are only bad rumours about her and you should hear what her EXes say about her!

Before Dennis could say another word, he was slammed on the locker behind him and choked. I cringed at the sudden noise, but when I saw the outright rage on Billy’s face as he choked Dennis, he drew back one of his arms, wanting to punch him, but I threw myself on his arm.

Me: Billy…Please don’t… Billy: Get back, dollface. This fuckass needs to be taught some discipline the hard way! Me: Billy…Please, I beg of you. Please let him go. Please. Billy: But look at you, they made you cry! I can’t let them get away with this! Me: Billy…Please, for me, please don’t do it. Please stop. Please. Let’s go work on the project. Please. I beg you with all my heart. Billy: *glaring* What the hell is wrong with everyone in this fucking town?! You’re all a bunch of submissive fucktards with no brains at all!

Billy sneered, throwing Dennis away from him and walking down the corridor. I took 3 deep breaths to calm myself, before I ran to him and hugged him tightly from behind, making him freeze in his tracks, extremely tense.

Me: I-I’m very sorry, Billy. I know I only bring you troubles. Even now, I can feel that you hate me touching you like this, but it was the only way I could think of thanking you. And…And…I really appreciate you saving me…And not fighting in my presence. Billy: I really don’t get you. You just stood there, letting them do whatever the hell they wanted with you! There was no struggle, no fight in you! Nothing!

By this point, I let my arms fall down my sides and he turned around to face me, yet my gaze was still on the floor.

Me: You really think I could have gotten out of there? That I could have managed to throw Dennis off of me? Look at me, Billy. My arms are literal noodles, I can’t even punch. Hell, sometimes I struggle to open the water bottle cap. And if I tried to scream…Who do you think would have helped me? Harrington? Wheeler? The lovely Carol and Tina? Or Tommy? The only person who was okay with me in this high school has been Jonathan Byers, but people hate him too, so I can’t possibly make him get bullied more because of me. What would you have me do? It’s been 3 years already…What’s one more? Billy: …You’re so godamn irritating. Me: I know…I’m sorry. I’m really sorry for causing you so much trouble. I…I will go tell Mrs. Green to assign you a new project partner and I will continue tutoring you, if you wish, where people won’t have to see us in the same room. Billy: Did I ask you to do that? Me: N-No, but- Billy: But nothing. Shut up and let’s go, you’re supposed to be tutoring me today. Me: I-I know, but we said outside, and if people see you with me- Billy: Then let’s skip. I don’t have Basketball practice today, so I don’t really care. Me: I-I…I never skipped before… Billy: *shrugs* There’s always a first time for everything. C'mon, if you get in trouble, you just say I kidnapped you or somethin’, chill out. Me: A-Are you sure about this…? Billy: Yeah, yeah. Hop along, I’ll drive. Me: Where are we going? Billy: My place. My parents won’t be coming home tonight so nobody to disturb us. Me: Uhm…Well… Billy: I won’t do anything to you, fuck’s sake. Me: W-Well…If you’re sure it’s no problem… Billy: Get in the car, then. Me: B-But my motorbike- Billy: You have a motorbike? Me: Y-Yeah…Couldn’t really afford a car. And it’s pretty neat. Billy: Fuck, babe, you’re so hot. Me: Ah, I-I’m really not. Billy: I’ll get ya to your house and pick you up tomorrow then. C'mon, sweet cheeks, lemme show you my love. Me: Okay, okay.

He winked at me before signaling me with his head to follow him to his car, where he patted the hood very proudly and smirked, leaning on the door. He got inside, starting the ignition, which was a cue for me to get inside too, putting on my seat belt and gripping it tightly.

Billy: How d'ya like it? Me: It’s very pretty. What car is it? Billy: '79 Camaro, Chevrolet. Complete chick magnet, ya get me? Me: It is very nice. Billy: Fancy some music! Me: Oh, yes!

Smirking at me, he put “You shook me all night long” by Scorpions at max volume, making me grin at him in glee and start singing the lyrics of the song, and he followed my lead, making both of us scream like idiots above the music. Then, the perfect Mixtape with AC/DC songs started, featuring “Highway to hell”, “Hells bells”, “You shook me all night long”, “Dirty deeds done dirt cheap” and my favourite, “T.N.T.”, but by the end of it, we already got to his house, which made me pout a bit before laughing and getting out of the car.

Me: Thanks for this, Billy! It was super fun! Nobody I know listens to the same kind of music I do, and being able to sing with someone else was sooo cool! Billy: Next time, try screaming my name, 'cause damn that was sexy as hell. Me: *laughs* Don’t be silly. Billy: *winks* I’m not.

He guided me to his room which was filled with band posters over which I started gushing about as he brought some snacks and soda for us to munch on as we study. I took off my boots before I jumped on the bed criss-crossed as I spread my noted for today’s tutoring, repeating some things myself, so I won’t stutter explaining too much, but before I realised it, he already threw the bags of crisps on the bed over my notes, making me yelp in shock.

Billy: You get scared pretty easily. Me: Y-Yeah, I mean, that was pretty unexpected. Uhm…Let’s clean up a bit, you made a mess of my notes. Oh, bring your notebook, you’ll need it. O-Oh, right, I brought coloured crayons, I wasn’t sure you had…And your sister might have needed them. Billy: How did ya know I had a sister? Me: Well, I kinda guessed. Both you and her transferred from Cali on the same day, at the same time. Billy: Why do you know about little brats? Me: *shrugs* I have a few little friends. They don’t mind that I’m a nerd…'Cause they are too. It’s pretty fun, actually! Billy: *raises eyebrow* Right. So, why’d I need crayons? Me: Drawings, of course! To understand Biology better, one must need tons of schemes and drawings. I already have mine and I will give them to you for as long as you need, but I’d appreciate it if you were to draw them by yourself too, since it will really help you understand and memorise better what you’re about the learn. Billy: Right…Okay, fine. Me: So, if it’s okay with you, should we start talking about Cells? Shapes, roles, the organelles inside it and what they do. Then, we should cover the tissues a bit, before starting to talk particularities, mainly, to explain the Neuron, how reflexes work and why, and then cover the nerves and organs. Billy: *blank look* Good luck. Me: Huh? What do you mean? Billy: It’s gonna be tough getting me to understand this shit. Me: I don’t think so. I have faith in you. Mrs.Green said that all your grades are above average, which is really good! If you manage to get a B at Biology as your final mark, then you have a very strong chance at a scholarship! Billy: How d'ya know that? Me: You are the best at sports, Billy. The teacher always praises you, despite all the…Uhmmm…L-Let’s call it problematic behaviour. I’m sorry. And, uhm…Our highschool has 1 Sports Scholarship, and 1 Studies Scholarship. Billy: And clearly, you’re the one to get the Studies one, right? Me: *blushes* Well…Y-Yes, it seems so. Billy: And how are you so sure I’m the one qualified for the Sports one? Me: Well…I…I spend a lot of time around teachers. It’s kind of a safe haven where nobody can bully me, and I get to find out a few things as well. Billy: Holy shit, you’re such a Vixen~! You, little, naughty vixen! Me: *chuckles* I…I’ve been called Fox before. Billy: And rightfully so. Me: Y-Yeah, carrot hair, I know. Billy: Oh, shush, it’s hot. And damn, looks damn good with your green eyes. Me: *clears throat* N-Nobody said that before. Uhm, s-so! As I was saying, because you’re currently the top choice…That’s actually why Mrs.Green wanted you to pair up with me. She saw potential in you and she didn’t want it wasted. Before you, there was Steve Harrington, but since you came… Billy: Oh, babe, trust me, I’m gonna come very soon if you keep praising me like that. Me: *confused* What do you mean? Billy: You…Didn’t get that? Me: *shakes head* Should I have? Billy: Never mind. So, what am I supposed to do? Me: Basically, get that B in Biology, win at least 3 of your upcoming Basketball matches until the end of the year…And I think it’s settled. Billy: I’d kiss you right now. Me: *scratches the back of my neck* You wouldn’t like it. So, uhm…Is this enough of a motivator for you? Billy: It could be…Okay, babe, work the hell outta me. Me: S-So, I was thinking, if it’s okay with you, that I should give you a test after each chapter we finish. Like a revision. I think it would be nice and it would help you not forget some things, and also, see where you didn’t understand well enough and all that stuff. Billy: What’s the passing grade, teacher? Me: *flustered* D-Don’t call me that, please, I would be a terrible teacher. I think…A 75% should suffice Billy: That’s quite a lot, babe. Me: *smiles* You can do it, Billy. Your future self is going to thank you for your struggles and hard work. Billy: How about a motivator? Me: Isn’t the Scholarship enough? Billy: It is…But Y'know, it’s gon’ be hard. Me: I suppose you’re right…Okay, what do you have in mind? Billy: *smirks* Each time I get a passing grade at your tests…Let me kiss you. Me: *eyes wide* Wh-What?! Billy: Aww, come on, babe, it’s just a kiss and it’s gon’ help motivate me to study hard. Don’t cha wanna help me get that scholarship? Me: *blushes furiously* I-I-I…Wh-Why w-would you want that?! Billy: Because you’re adorable as hell and I like you. Me: L-Like you like all girls? Billy: Who said I liked them? They’re all dumb and want the same thing. Can you guess? Me: *shrugs* Dunno. Billy: Come on, babe, think, you’re smart. Me: I guess? Billy: You’re the smartest babe I’ve ever got the pleasure to meet. All fucktards at school want just one thing, 'cause they’re all shallow brain dead suckers. They aaaaaall just wanna fuck. Me: A-And don’t you do the same? Billy: I do. Me: Th-Then why’d you want me to kiss you? To add me to your list or something? Billy: Nahh, I’d be a real shithead if I were to take advantage of you like that. Me: *mutters* Wouldn’t be the first one… Billy: *raises eyebrow* Do you trust me? Me: Don’t take it personal, I don’t really trust anyone. Billy: Huh. Not bad. Let’s make a deal, toots. I’ll do my best to raise up to your expectations and you’ll give me those little rewards. If by the time we finish everything you won’t be satisfied with how I behave, then you can hate me all your life and I won’t bother you again. Me: B-But I don’t wanna hate you. Billy: *gets closer to my face* Even better. So, wadya say, sweetling? Me: Uhmm…Well…I-I don’t know… Billy: Come on, Kitten, what’s the harm? It’s just a kiss. Me: *blushes* Uhm…Uhmmm…F-Fine…If it will help you… Billy: Thanks, babe! Now, how about I see what to expect~? Me: NO!

With each question, he just kept getting closer and closer to my face, while I leaned backwards, until the last where I got so flustered that I didn’t realise I was completely on the edge of the bed… Until I fell off with a high-pitched squeal and a thud, while he just laughed his ass off looking at me, as I pouted and looked at him done with life.

Me: You could’ve caught me, y'know? Billy: Sorry, toots, I was too shocked to realise. But, shoulda seen your face, t'was hilarious! Priceless! Me: Yes, yes, I’m hilarious, ha-ha! Just wait till you see how hilarious the tests are gonna be! And I’ll laugh in your face like you do right now! Billy: Ohhh, mrrrr, babe, you’re on fire! Fine, you’re on, then! But I’ll show ya it’s gon’ be worth it. Me: You better.

Stretching a bit I get back in bed next to him and putting on my best game-face, I grab the first pages of notes, the drawings and schemes and start explaining him in detail every little thing, telling him to repeat what I said from time to time, to make sure he stays focused, and make him explain what he understood so far, in his own words.

Despite everything, he was actually really great company to have and I’m kinda…Actually, really glad that Mrs.Green made me be his partner for this project, and more, tutor him. If only he could tone down his excessive flirting, he’s surprisingly soft and nice. Or well…That’s what I think. I could also be wrong, like I’ve been so many times before, and I wouldn’t be shocked in the least bit.

But…I really hope I’m not wrong.

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Carl = Charlie = Victor?

The appearance of Victor Trevor in TFP as a little pirate friend from Sherlock’s childhood, who got trapped in a well where he drowned, is intriguing to say the least; it doesn’t seem to connect with anything else we had seen in the show, except for the dog Redbeard. But Victor is not a new element for Sherlockians over the world, and I think this meta by @sagestreet gives an excellent explanation of how Victor fits into the show on a meta level. But what about the textual and subtextual levels? I imagine this has been brought up before, but something just seemed to click into place, so I’ll just throw my thoughts on it out here anyway. There are some pieces of the puzzle that stands out to me, so let’s try to put them together into something - more or less - coherent. 

So, for a start: what exactly do we know about Victor Trevor from ACD canon (The Gloria Scott, GLOR)? I’ve highlighted certain facts that caught my attention in this recollection (Sidney Paget’s illustrations are all found here):

Well, basically this:

The story about Victor Trevor was Sherlock Holmes’ first case ever.

Sherlock got to know Victor when they were both at college.

They became friends (Sherlock’s only friend) because Victor’s dog bit Sherlock so he ended up in a sick bed where Victor spent a lot of time with him.

Victor came from a rich family, and Sherlock spent a summer with Victor and his father (Trevor senior; a “squire”) at their large, old-fashioned house with high chimneys.

In what is described as his ‘first case’, Sherlock deduced (parts of) and eventually learned what had happened to Victor’s father, involving a ship with convicts (Trevor senior among them), a mutiny, explosions, killings, shipwreck and Trevor senior ending up hiding under false name for the rest of his life.

Hudson, a surviving criminal from the event, showed up at the mansion, getting drunk and blackmailing Victor’s father with the threat of exposure, which would forever sully his and his family’s name.

Victor’s father's real name was James Armitage, the initials of which Sherlock discovered from his secret tattoo. He got suspicious of Sherlock, who could deduce his criminal past, which led to Sherlock leaving the place.

Victor showed Sherlock a message with a skip code that had meant imminent danger to Trevor senior. It’s a threat of exposure, the fear from which he never recovered; it gave him a stroke that lead to his death.

The skip code read, after deciphering: “The game is up. Hudson has told all. Fly for your life.”

After his father’s death, Victor ended up “heart-broken” in a tea plantation in India. Sherlock and Victor never seemed to have met again after that.

This is Sherlock, many years later, telling John about the message Victor had him decipher: 

“Yet the fact remains that the reader, who was a fine, robust old man, was knocked clean down by it as if it had been the butt end of a pistol.”

“You arouse my curiosity,” said I. 

Now, this does not bear the slightest similarity to what we learn about Victor in TFP, does it? But what if his story is indeed included in BBC Sherlock, but not (just) in TFP; what if the story about Victor is scattered all over the episodes in the show? And what if this scattered story about Victor is meant to give us clues about the emotional trauma in Sherlock’s past that made him shut down his feelings? Under the cut, let’s take a closer look at some elements of the episodes from this perspective, to see if this idea would make any sense:

ASiP 

This is only the first episode of the show, but I think some traces of Victor might be found already here. James Phillimore, 18, who seemed to have some problems with internalised homophobia (judging by how he refused to share an umbrella with his friend in the heavy rain), was found dead near a sports centre, seemingly having committed suicide with a poison. But Sherlock’s investigation makes it clear that Phillimore is one of the victims of serial-killer cabbie Jeff Hope. Phillimore was a student at Roland Kerr’s College for Further Education, an old building with Victorian design (see my recent meta + additions for a more in-depth analysis of the significance of this college). 

In canon James Phillimore figures as an unsolved problem in The Problem of Thor Bridge (THOR):

“A problem without a solution may interest the student, but can hardly fail to annoy the casual reader. Among these unfinished tales is that of Mr. James Phillimore, who, stepping back into his own house to get his umbrella, was never more seen in this world.”

(The main plot of THOR, however, is a triangle drama where one of the involved parts commits suicide but tries to arrange it so their rival is accused of murder.) Roland Kerr’s college is also where Jeff Hope takes Sherlock to talk to him and make him kill himself at the end of ASiP, and where (supposedly) John shoots Hope. The college is also represented as Sherlock’s Mind Palace in HLV, where he finds comfort and strength to survive a gunshot  by mentally summoning his childhood’s dog Redbeard.

TGG 

Several people have pointed out, about this last episode of S1, that Moriarty’s five “Greenwich pips” transmitted by a pink telephone (=heart metaphor) in TGG represent the five series in BBC Sherlock. Moriarty’s ‘great game’ with pips in it begins with an explosion close to 221B. 

The case of Carl Powers is what comes from the first pip, but it also ties into the fifth and final pip. In the first pip we learn that the death of Carl Powers was Sherlock’s first case, an he has saved a press clip of the boy from this case:

In TFP, however, we’re told that The Musgrave Ritual was his first case. None of them is canon consistent, however, since ACD told us that Holmes first case was The Gloria Scott. According to Sherlock’s discoveries in TGG, Carl was a young swimming athlete who was poisoned by Jim Moriarty, which lead to him drowning in the pool. The official version from the police, however, was that Carl died in the water due to some sort of ‘fit’. The case of the fifth pip takes place at the swimming pool where Carl died.  

Strangely enough, Sherlock makes an appointment with Jim exactly there, and this pool is also where Jim tosses the valuable memory stick that Sherlock has recovered. The Carl Powers case was never solved, though, and the Bruce Partington memory stick was never recovered. Which means, that if the fifth pip is foreshadowing S5, the Carl Powers case might come up again in S5.

THoB

This whole episode of S2 is about a guy, Henry Knight, who is haunted by  a childhood trauma in which he lost his father. Sherlock seems particularly engaged in this ‘cold case’ with modern times consequences. For the first time we see him shaking with fear after having (supposedly) sighted the same monstrous ‘hound’ that has affected Henry since he was a boy. 

But it turns out that “there never was any monster”; Henry’s father was killed by his own friend. (Please read @sagestreet‘s brilliant ‘Follow the dogs’ meta series for subtextual explanations of how the ‘hound’ mythology represents homophobia, and many other very interesting ideas). Another important fact that we learn in this episode, is that Sherlock considers John his only friend.

TRF 

In one of Sherlock’s cases in the last episode of S2, he and John visit a boarding school, from which two children have been kidnapped. Sherlock’s sudden rant against Miss MacKenzie is a little bit weird, though, isn’t it? 

Moriarty has poisoned the children by luring them to eat toxic chocolate. In this episode Sherlock and John are very much exposed and speculated about in the media. Suddenly Sherlock is accused of the kidnapping and Moriarty blackmails Sherlock by threatening John, which (supposedly) leads to Sherlock killing himself (but he actually disappears by faking his suicide).

TEH 

in the first episode of S3, when Sherlock comes back from the dead, he immediately deduces that John’s fiancee ‘Mary’ has a secret tattoo and is a liar: 

Later, in HLV, it turns out she has been hiding under a false name and lied about her criminal past and has many deaths on her conscience as an assassin. Sherlock also observes that ‘Mary’ can recognise a skip code; in fact there’s a skip code sent as a warning about an imminent danger to John. 

Sherlock deciphers it, and the resulting message is “Save John Watson”, which leads him to where John is trapped in a bonfire. 

HLV

At the end of the last episode of S3, John is threatened by the ruthless blackmailer and media magnate CAM, who flicks John’s face in front of Sherlock and threatens them both with exposure in his news paper. 

I’ve written about this in The Threat of Exposure and other metas about media’s role in BBC Sherlock (X, X).

TST 

In the first episode of S4, young Charlie Welsborough is found dead in his own car outside his rich (and Thatcher-loving) parents’ mansion, when his car is hit by another car and explodes. 

Rather than (as is his MO in S1 and S2) investigating the crime scene to find out what really happened, Sherlock quickly concludes merely from police data that Charlie had made himself invisible by disguising as a car seat. 

According to Sherlock, instead of surprising his father by coming out of the car, as he (supposedly) had planned, Charlie died instantly from some sort of ‘seizure’, and sat there dead until the car exploded a week later. (Added to this case is also the smashing of a Thatcher bust, which later in TST leads to Sherlock discovering a valuable memory stick). 

What bothers me however, apart from the fact that Sherlock’s explanation is quite illogical, is the subtextual implications: a) Charlie is queer-coded, 

(the rainbow is just one of the clues) and b) dying inside one’s own car like that is suspiciously similar to a common suicide method. The idea that Charlie (supposedly) died from a “seizure” ties him closely to Carl Powers - his namesake in Sherlock’s first case, who according to the police died from a “fit” in the water. And Sherlock was reminded of Carl’s case directly after an explosion in TGG. Only this time it’s Sherlock who jumps to conclusions about a ‘seizure’, rather than the police. Which makes me believe that this event represents something entirely different inside Sherlock’s Memory Palace/Mind Theatre. Something dwelling in Sherlock’s subconscious, possibly involving a young (boy)friend ‘coming out’ to a conservative, homophobic father in the Thatcher era. And a possible suicide (or at least disappearance?) by said (boy)friend. Victor Trevor travelled to India in canon, while Charlie Welsborough was traveling in Tibet before he died. (Sounds a bit similar to Sherlock traveling in Tibet/Himalaya during the canon hiatus/MHR doesn’t it?).

TFP

In this last episode of S4, theres an explosion at 221B Baker Street, caused by a ‘patience grenade’: 

Sherlock and John suddenly appear on a ship as pirates:

They take over the boat and force their way onto Sherrinford Island where Eurus is imprisoned. This is also the only episode where Victor Trevor is mentioned, but he’s not a young man; he’s supposed to be a kid from Sherlock’s childhood - his best (and only) friend. Victor is very much presented as a John mirror; short blond hair, checked shirt and trapped in a well. 

Sherlock and Victor were playing pirates outside Sherlock’s childhood home, the mansion Musgrave Hall, which apparently had high chimneys. 

Sherlock was called ‘Yellowbeard’ and Victor ‘Redbeard’. In TFP we also see John and Sherlock hijacking a fishing boat and telling the captain that they’re pirates. In spite of both Sherlock’s dog Redbeard and Victor figuring in early snippets of Sherlock’s dreams in S4, Sister Sentiment Eurus later tells him that they never had a dog; 

Sherlock was not allowed to have one, since their father was ‘allergic’. We also learn that Eurus (Sherlock’s supposedly forgotten sister) killed Victor by trapping him in a well, because she was jealous that her brother Sherlock had a friend and she was not included in their games. Nothing more is explained about Victor, however (and I feel sure this storyline isn’t over yet). 

Victor never came out of the well; he drowned there, but at the end of TFP John seems to be trapped in the same well as Victor, and discovers his bones in it. In the last minute, with a raising water level, Sherlock saves John from the well by solving a puzzle and thereby finding and embracing Eurus.

Conclusion

So, I do believe that we have most of the ingredients of canon’s story about Victor Trevor and the ship The Gloria Scott scattered over the whole show: colleges and boarding schools; a dog; two best friends who were separated; a young man who might have committed suicide, a homophobic father; a mansion; a secret tattoo; a skip code with an important message; someone seemingly innocent with a criminal past; a ship with pirates (= mutinous criminals); dangerous explosions; blackmail and threats of exposure; a trip to Asia. And the back story is merged with the show’s present. What all this might mean for the next series, we can only speculate, but I do think that we have a pattern here. 

Thanks to everyone who has had the patience to read all this. :) Tagging some people who might be interested: @sarahthecoat @tjlcisthenewsexy @ebaeschnbliah @fellshish @gosherlocked @loveismyrevolution @sagestreet @sherlockshadow @darlingtonsubstitution @devoursjohnlock @tendergingergirl @kateis-cakeis @csi-baker-street-babes @88thparallel @timilina @dieseldrakilis @sherlock-overflow-error @elldotsee

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I wear glasses (looking to get either contacts or a different frame)

I have at least one tattoo (1 finished and 1 outline)

I have at least one piercing (nipples, VCH, ears, septum)

I have blond hair (dyed partially reddish-blonde atm)

I have brown eyes

I have short hair 

My abs are at least somewhat defined (I wish)

I have or had braces

PERSONALITY:

I love meeting new people

People tell me that I am funny (absurdly and maniacally so)

Helping others with their problems is a big priority for me

I am playfully rude to people I know

I enjoy a physical challenge

I enjoy mental challenges (in regards to learning foreign languages and puzzling out philosophical paradoxes and older literary texts)

I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it (noice, bro)

There is something I would change about my personality

ABILITY:

I can sing well

I can play an instrument

I can do over 30 pushups without stopping

I am a fast runner

I can draw well (portraiture only)

I have a good memory (long-term, not working)

I am good at doing math in my head

I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute

I have beaten at least 2 people arm wrestling

I can make at least 3 recipes from scratch

I know how to throw a proper punch (by that, I mean I punched my abuser in the face once and it threw her for a loop)

HOBBIES:

I enjoy sports

I was on a sports team at my school or somewhere else

I was in an orchestra or choir or band at my school or somewhere else

I have learned a new song in the last week

I exercise at least once a week

I enjoy writing

I have gone for runs at least once a week in warmer months

I have drawn something in the past month (Leia Organa)

Fandoms are my #1 priority (lower down the list, but I admit a Sherlockian fondness--don’t mistake that for the BBC shit)

I do some form of Martial Arts (I’d like to re-start figure skating?)

EXPERIENCES:

I have had my first kiss

I have had alcohol (I binge-drink disconcertingly enough, but it’s infrequent)

I have scored a winning point in a sport (gross)

I have watched an entire TV series in one sitting (can’t sit still for that long)

I have been at an overnight event

I have been in a taxi

I have been in the hospital or ER in the past year (meltdown)

I have beaten a video game in one day

I have visited another country (Canada, when I was five years old)

I have been to one of my favorite bands concerts

MY LIFE:

I have one person that I consider to be my Best Friend

I live close to my school/work

My parents are still together (unhappily, but they stay together for convenience and to save face)

I have at least one sibling (she thinks 45th is “funny” and attends Pride as a party)

I live in the United States (for now)

There is snow where I live right now (me @god, thanks, I hate it)

I have hung out with a friend in the past month

I have a smartphone (cracked as hell, on its last legs)

I own at least 15 CDs

I share my room with someone

RELATIONSHIPS:

I am in a relationship (I’d like to think it’s complicated, but in reality I’m single, probably)

I have a crush on a celebrity (Hale Appleman)

I have a crush on someone I know 

I’ve been in at least 3 relationships (2, the rest revolve around casual sex)

I have never been in a relationship

I have admitted my feelings to a crush

I get crushes easily

I have had a crush for over a year

I have been in a relationship for over a year (lived with my fuckbuddy though)

I have had feelings for a friend (terrible at distinguishing between platonic and romantic & also boundaries)

RANDOM:

I have break-danced

I know a person named Jamie (unfortunately, and he got arrested and made the news in a sting)

I have a teacher that has a name that is hard to pronounce

I have dyed my hair (purple, pink, brown, current color)

I’m listening to a song on repeat right now

I know someone who has gone to jail (relatives, likely a family member that I’m no longer in touch with, lol)

I have punched someone in the past week

I have broken a bone (my bones are made of steel)

I have eaten a waffle today

I know what I want to do in life

I speak at least two languages (Mandarin Chinese, Irish Gaelic, Spanish--all learning or re-learning, American English--fluently)

#ask game

[johnlocklives]

My parents are in the living room and I had to escape into my room for a short while to spend some time alone so I might as well use the extra time to think about what happened in 2017. This is mostly personal retrospection – I will go deeply into my personal life – so feel free to just ignore this.

- first, I gotta say this year definitely wasn’t one of the best. I struggled and hurt a lot and my mental health dropped to zero. But there were also many beautiful experiences.

For me, 2017 was a year of:

> Love. Many forms of it. For the first time in my life I met friends who genuinely seem to care about me. Spencer  was the first one to teach me how to love myself, how to appreciate myself and accept who I am. He continues to be my soulmate and wonderful friend. Mael – my best friend, my first best friend; I love her more than can be expressed in words. I wouldn’t be able to fight through this life without her. She teaches me manners and listens to me whenever I need to whine and she is the best friend anyone could wish for. I’m very, very, very grateful for meeting her. Eliška – a fantastic person who gives me strength to go on because she never stops believing in me. She’s also very smart and super talented at, like, everything and oh boi, she’s my role model, basically :D

- anyway, what I wanted to say is that this year I learned how to love – not only myself (which meant a huge shift in my personality, lemme tell you) but also others. Sometimes the love I give to others may be a bit too much because I don’t do anything by halves – when I love, I love deeply, even if it’s just platonic. I also tend to invest way too many emotions into friendships but this is something I’m going to change the next year.

> Realisation. I fully embraced the fact I am a lesbian and started slowly but surely acting on it. Ever since I came out to myself as a gay girl, I’ve been much more confident and also happier. Being gay’s become a part of my personality and it’s one of the best things that’s ever happened to me. Plus, very recently I’ve changed my asexual label to a demisexual one because throughout the year I’ve been having the feeling that I’m simply hiding under the ace cover, afraid to face the reality; and I felt a bit guilty. Not anymore; I might change my label again, some time, but for now I’m satisfied.

When we are at realisation, I also discovered some people love me more than I gave them credit for – shoutout to Mael again who never fails to remind me of her love for me. It’s the most important thing that’s ever happened to me and you know it

> Struggles. Oh boi, did I struggle a lot. It all started in January – I don’t think I need to remind any Sherlockians what a complete and utter Hell January was – thankfully, my new friends saved me. My anxiety made a comeback in June and it took me long to deal with it. Then there was a load of….feelings I really didn’t want, feelings that fucked me up and which I finally defeated not so long ago. I don’t want to go into details but it was nasty, very ugly. These feelings triggered the biggest depression and anxiety episodes in fucking years and I struggled from September till late December, non-stop. I hurt a lot (now i don’t want to pity myself, this is just cold hard facts). But it was purely my fault – I let my emotions take control of me completely and I allowed my heart to go too soft. Again, I’ll make sure to not let that happen in 2018.

- Also, my self-harm got slightly out of hand and I’ve had troubles keeping it under control. Almost nobody knows I’m doing it. My number  1 resolution for 2018 is ending self-harm practices once and for all.

> Disappointment. I learned that some people simply don’t care about me as much as I do about them. Not their fault!!! I’m to be blamed because I let my expectations go too high and because I am a selfish bitch desperately needing to feel loved. I hate myself for it. A year ago, I was completely independent. I didn’t have or need any friends and I was fine on my own. Nowadays? If my best friend doesn’t text me for a couple of hours, I start freaking out. ugh

> Self-soubt, insecurity and self hate. Let’s just say these got hold of me, completely, and whispered ugly stuff to me during sleepless nights. There were days when I was just wandering around my uni town like a ghost, stepping into rush road ignoring honking cars because I really didn’t care if i lived or died. I started having suicidal thoughts and that’s when I realised I was in a really, really bad mental state.

The first half of December was spent crying in my bed and not being able to sleep because of my stomach twisted in knots due to my anxiety.

> New breath. Even though it’s hard, I decided to get a grip and try to fight all these bad things. I won’t stand in the dark and be oppressed – my friends need me, my family needs me and I won’t leave them just because I feel like shit. As I already said, there are people worth fighting for.

- Okay so, I’m going into 2018 with a couple of resolutions: to be a better student; to stop with self harm; to NEVER EVER allow emotions and feelings get hold of me; to learn how to be satisfied with being alone; to explore my gay life more; to be unabashedly gay; to get a haircut and maybe a new tattoo; to not disappoint my friends and family…..and I guess that’s it.

#personal #!!!!!! #2017

[subspacerogers]

A water coloured Sherlock piece!!! It was so fun to go back to my pre tattoo roots with this piece. Sherlockians know. . . . . . #tattoos #tattoo #ink #tattooed #art #tattooartist #inked #tatted #tattooart #inkedup #instagood #love #artwork #tattooist #instatattoo #artist #tattedup #aesthetic #tattoodesign #beautiful #photooftheday #bodyart #tattoist #lovetattoo #instadaily #picoftheday #tattooing #instaart #tatts #tattoolife — view on Instagram https://ift.tt/33vhIRX

#Instagram #IFTTT

[beastboicrank]

was tagged by @phantrash-19 , thank you!!!

1ST RULE: tag 9 people you would like to know better

I TAG: @thatonegirrl16 @galaxy-starheart @napstablook28 @rodmanfairwood @sherlockian-demigod-potterhead @bubblebutt-markimoo @egogrumps @fangirltothefullest @forgetfullittleguy

2ND RULE: BOLD the statements that are true

APPEARANCE:I am 5’7” or taller - 
I wear glasses - I have at least one tattoo - 
I have at least one piercing - 
I have blonde hair - 
I have brown eyes - 
I have short hair
 - My abs are at least somewhat defined - 
I have or have had braces 

PERSONALITY: I love meeting new people - 
People tell me that I’m funny - 
Helping others with their problems is a big priority for me - 
I enjoy physical challenges - 
I enjoy mental challenges - 
I am playfully rude with people I know well - 
I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it - 
There is something I would change about my personality 

ABILITY: I can sing well - 
I can play an instrument - 
I can do over 30 pushups without stopping - 
I am a fast runner - 
I can draw well - 
I have a good memory - 
I am good at doing math in my head - 
I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute - 
I have beaten at least 2 people in arm wrestling - 
I know how to cook at least 3 meals from scratch - 
I know how to throw a proper punch

HOBBIES: I enjoy playing sports - 
I am on a sports team at my school or somewhere else - 
I am in an orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else - 
I have learned a new song in the past week - 
I work out at least once a week - 
I have gone for runs at least once a week in the warmer months
 - I have drawn something in the past month - 
I enjoy writing - 
FANDOMS ARE MY #1 PASSION - 
I do or have done martial arts

EXPERIENCES: I have had my first kiss - 
I have had alcohol - 
I have scored the winning goal in a sports game - 
I have watched an entire season of a TV show in one sitting - 
I have been at an overnight event - 
I have been in a taxi - 
I have been in the hospital or ER in the past year - 
I have beaten a video game in one day - 
I have visited another country - 
I have been to one of my favorite band’s concerts

RELATIONSHIPS: I am in a relationship - 
I have a crush on a celebrity - 
I have a crush on someone I know - 
I have been in at least 3 relationships - 
I have never been in a relationship - 
I have asked someone out or admitted my feelings to them - 
I get crushes easily - 
I have had a crush on someone for over a year  - I have been in a relationship for at least a year
 - I have had feelings for a friend

MY LIFE: I have at least one person I consider a best friend - 
I live close to my school - 
My parents are still together - I have at least one sibling - 
I live in the United States - There is snow right now where I live - 
I have hung out with a friend in the past month - 
I have a smartphone - 
I have at least 15 CDs - 
I share my room with someone

RANDOM SHIT: I have breakdanced - 
I know a person named Jamie - 
I have had a teacher with a last name that was hard to pronounce - 
I have dyed my hair - 
I am listening to one song on repeat right now - 
I have punched someone in the past week - 
I know someone who has gone to jail - I have broken a bone - 
I have eaten a waffle today - 
I know what I want to do with my life - 
I speak at least 2 languages - 
I have made a new friend in the past year

#tag #ive been tagged

[nightingveilxo]

Tagged by @leaastf

Post 10 things about yourself and a selfie.

1. I enjoy thunderstorms and lightning.

2. I’m open to the possibility of living exclusively off things that taste like lemon.

3. Sherlock is a sweet gay baby. John is always going to be his Captain Dr Daddy John Watson.

4. Data from STNG is goals.

5. I have degrees in library science, history, anthropology, English, etc.

6. I spend a lot of time listening to dark ambient music or similar types without lyrics or just overlays.

7. I have several tattoos.

8. Most people my height wear a size 7 or 8 shoe. I usually wear a 4.

9. My hair is red now, but I didn’t to take a selfie.

10. Might be moving to the UK in a couple of years.

Tagging: @swimmingfeelsinajohnlockianpool @loveteaelephants @smoljohnlock

@monikakrasnorada @sherlockians-get-bored @princesse-des-lucioles

[azukibeanghost]

Mary vs. Soo Lin Yao (a.k.a. they knew how to make Mary sympathetic, but they didn’t)

Okay, so I was actually just drafting a different post (about how TST focuses on Mary) when I came to a realization: they knew how to make Mary’s story sympathetic. And I’m not just saying that they hypothetically could have told her story better, I’m saying that we know they are capable of this because they’ve done it before, in the form of Soo Lin’s story from TBB.

The recurring mentions of tattoos in TST was what caught my eye at first: Sherlock tells DI Dimmock that he can identify a limbless corpse based on its tattoos, for “the Circus Torso” case; later, he deduces a client’s feelings towards his Japanese ex-girlfriend based on how much effort the man had put into removing a tattoo of her name. The biggest instance of tattoos on the show was in TBB, where they were used to identify (often deceased) members of the Black Lotus.

…but hang on, wasn’t there also a secret tattoo included in Sherlock’s initial deduction of Mary?

(I’m cracking up at the lucky cat/cat lover connection, but that’s probably irrelevant. The ordering of words also suggests that Mary is “secretly clever,” or maybe has a “secret lover,” *cough*David - but anyway, the “secret tattoo” part is pretty clear.)

Beyond the tattoos, Mary and Soo Lin have quite a few things in common. Both are mysterious women with a shady past, who have managed to blend in and are currently trying to live normal lives in London:

But unfortunately, neither one can escape her past. Interestingly, although they have similar backgrounds, they are painted in different lights: Soo Lin is more of a victim than Mary is; and Mary doesn’t hesitate to leave Sherlock and John out of her plans, while Soo Lin is pretty solitary already, so it’s not really a surprise that she doesn’t confide in Andy.

Both are orphans, involved in an international criminal group (smugglers, assassins) which includes a “family” member. This brother figure comes after them, and ultimately tries to kill them.

The big difference, though, is that Soo Lin and Mary don’t fill their roles in quite the same way. Soo Lin is a Sherlock mirror (dedicated to her work, socially isolated, trying to overcome the negatives of her past), while the Sherlock mirror in TST is Ajay, not Mary. Ajay was betrayed by Mary (remember, Mary deceived Sherlock and then shot him dead), and then brutally tortured (bonus connection: he was tortured by “amo,” or love, which is the same concept that tortured Sherlock/pushed Sherlock through his own torture in Serbia).

Now, I can’t really say whether the viewer is supposed to sympathize with Ajay or Mary (I’ll admit I’m a little biased; weigh in if you’d like), but we’re definitely meant to view Soo Lin as the innocent victim. Mary is a little more ambiguous.

Judging from how the backstory was told, I got the feeling that Mary had screwed Ajay over more than vice versa; he wasn’t coming after her to pressure into rejoining the dark side or whatever, but rather to get revenge for what he perceived as her betrayal. And this, I think, it why we get the divergence in storyline:

Zhi Zhu killed Soo Lin, but Ajay didn’t kill Mary. Instead, she jumped in front of Vivian Norbury’s bullet. (This is probably because she’s a major character, and so her death had to be big, not like Soo Lin’s; it also included a very active element of self-sacrifice, while Soo Lin’s was more passive.) Ajay is killed by a minor character, and Zhi Zhu dies when John kicks the crossbow out of Sarah’s way. Interestingly, both conflicts arise from a case of mistaken identity: John is mistaken for Sherlock, setting off the whole crossbow hostage incident; Ajay mistakes “the Englishwoman” for Mary, propelling him on his mission to track her down. If you look at these two scenes, the pattern is a little more clear: Ajay and Soo Lin (the two Sherlock mirrors) become casualties earlier in the episode, in a mini-climax scene that isn’t the big confrontation; Mary and Zhi Zhu are both killed in the big climax of the episode, by a weapon that was meant to kill someone else. The roles are reversed.

TL;DR: Even though some details are different, the general outline is still the same: Sherlock and John investigates a case that turns out to be linked to an international crime group, and we hear the story from a normal-seeming woman who had managed to escape that life, but who still ends up dead due to her past involvement.

I think that this mirroring was at least partially intentional, since series 4 is full of recycled material (TLD has explicit flashbacks to ASIP; TFP feels inspired by TGG; THOB seems to be echoed in both TST and TLD), but what I find most interesting about it is that it proves that if Mofftiss wanted to show Mary in a sympathetic light, they could have easily done that. TBB shows that they know how to tell that kind of narrative. But instead, they chose to make Mary’s actions more ambiguous, and so many viewers were left feeling slightly uneasy about her character.

(a few more random connections under the cut)

everyone in AGRA had a flashdrive; everyone in the Black Lotus had a tattoo

Mary tells Sherlock “oh, you’d be amazed at what a receptionist pics up” in reference to herself, and this later helps Sherlock make the connection to Norbury; in TBB, Sherlock has help from Van Coon’s secretary, who had been given the jade pin without realizing its value

Black Pearl of the Borgias; Black Lotus

“fresh paint to disguise a different smell”; the whole thing with graffiti, paint cans, even painting over an entire wall of ciphers (the smell part can also be attached to Mary’s perfume, and the note thing that made Sherlock pass out)

the past incident took place in another country: Georgia, China/Hong Kong

Soo Lin left five years ago; Tblisi was six years ago

the museum had lots of statues, including the one that was vandalized to scare Soo Lin; the Thatcher busts

the cipers as a code; “Amo” as a code word

Shan is shown talking to “M” (Mycroft? Moriarty?); Mary says that the Tblisi change of plans was “just another voice on the phone,” and Mycroft admits to having been involved in AGRA (and who knows, Moriarty might have, too)

@sherlockians-get-bored @sarahthecoat @doveandfrog @221bloodnun

(Let me know if you’d like to be tagged/removed from future meta)

#mara does meta #soo lin yao #mary morstan #tst #parallels #tbb #ajay #tattoos #mirrors #mara's emp series

[messylife-studyblr]

Questions Tag

Thank you @tiny-notes for tagging me!

Rules: Answer these 92 statements and tag 20 people

LAST:

1. Drink: Milk 
2. Phone call: My mom 
3. Text message: “Ok” 
4. Song you listened to: something by Owl City (don’t remember which song)  
5. Time you cried: Like literally today???

HAVE YOU: 
6. Dated someone twice: Yup 
7. Kissed someone and regretted it: Nah bro 
8. Been cheated on: Nope! 
9. Lost someone special: My grandpa and 2 cats 
10. Been depressed: Hahahahaha… nooooo 
11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: Nope

LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS: 
12-14: Blue, green, and sometimes purple but only in the right mood

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU: 
15. Made new friends: Yes 
16. Fallen out of love: In the last school year, yes, but calendar year, no 
17. Laughed until you cried: Yes (Cards Against Humanity is the best) 
18. Found out someone was talking about you behind your back: Yeah rip 
19. Met someone who changed you: Well I guess I don’t know that yet, I’ll get back to you in 5 years haha 
20. Found out who your friends are: Yeah, but like I found out I barely have 2 
21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: Yes, but school year, not calendar year.

GENERAL: 
22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: all of them (because I’m perpetually scared of people seeing private info so I only add people I know irl) 
23. Do you have any pets: 2 cats! (different from the 2 cats that I lost don’t worry)

24. Do you want to change your name: Nah, it’s unique! 
25. What did you do for your last Birthday: A bag filled with candles and perfumes and stuff.  
26. What time did you wake up: 7am 
27. What were you doing at midnight last night: Sleeping (I have no social life) 
28. Name something you can’t wait for: College 
29. When was the last time you saw your mom: 3 hours ago (she went to bed at 9, I am currently typing this at 12 in the friggen morning) 
30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: Not socially awkward???? 
31. What are you listening to right now: Thunder and also my laptop fan reminding me that I need to let the inanimate object breathe 
32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: Lol yes 
33. Something that is getting on your nerves: Currently? The fact that I can’t fall asleep and I’ve got the busiest week ever coming up, and also the fact that I’m hungry but nothing in my fridge looks good… 
34. Most visited websites: Google and Tumblr

LOST QUESTIONS. I JUST PUT IN RANDOM INFO ABOUT ME 
35. Mole/s: Yes literally RIGHT NEXT TO THE INSIDE CORNER OF MY EYE IT’S SO ANNOYING 
36. Mark/s: Those things that are darker and larger than freckles but not moles? They are EVERYWHERE 
37. Childhood dream: To be a ballet dancer and/or a pop singer  
38. Hair color: Brown 
39. Long or short hair: Very short 
40. Do you have a crush on someone: Nope 
41. What do you like about yourself: I think I’m really good at acting and singing and stuff, but idk man there’s a bunch of other kids in the theater department at my school who are way better than me. 
42. Piercings: My ears, but I let them close up because 12 year old me was a wuss (not like 16 year old me is much better) 
43. Blood type: The one thing I wish I knew but have no idea 
44. Nickname: Purposeful mispronunciations of my name to aggravate me  
45. Relationship status: dances to Single Ladies  
46. Zodiac: Libra 
47. Pronouns: she/her 
48. Favorite TV Show: Like too many??? Just a couple off the top of my head: The 100, Parks and Rec, and The Office

49. Tattoos: Nah man I wish tho

50. Right or left hand: Right 
51. Surgery: I had surgery to remove a cyst from under my eye. Also I broke and sprained the same arm (at different times, obviously. Is it even possible for both to happen at the same time? Things to ask Google later) 
52. Hair dyed in different color: Not yet, but I always dream of weird colored hair 
53. Sports: Marching band, winterguard, and the intense dancing-and-singing capabilities of musical (not many consider these sports but let me live)  
55. Vacation: Summer break is supposed to be time for vacations, but I haven’t had one in like 6 years rip 
56. Pair of trainers: Are they just like sneakers? (Can you tell how American I am yet?) I always think of them exclusively as Converse for some reason, so in that case 2 pairs. But if they also include sneakers (athletic shoes btw) then 3 kinda but I think I lost those so maybe it’s just 2 anyways and I rambled for no reason. MORE GENERAL: 
57. Eating: What I wish I was doing right now 
58. Drinking: Non-alcoholic beverages for me lol I tried wine once at a nice dinner with extended family and I unceremoniously spit it back into the glass 
59. I’m about to: regret my inability to fall asleep tonight and blame it on the 2 hour nap I took earlier today. 
61. Waiting for: me to miraculously have my life together and be organized and stuff 
62. Want: to be happy tnh 
63. Get married: maybe? Not anytime soon 
64. Career: A cool idea is to go to college for the rest of my life and get all of these degrees in all of my interests, but never use them because I am perpetually getting more degrees. I never leave college. I leave my debt to either my kids or, if I don’t have any, to my estate. But tbh I have no clue yet which is problematic because I’m applying to colleges soon

WHICH IS BETTER 
65. Hugs or kisses: hugs 
66. Lips or eyes: eyes 
67. Shorter or taller: taller 
68. Older or younger: Older - guys my age are jerks, and girls my age who are also into girls and aren’t my friends (I’ve determined that dating friends sucks) are nonexistent 
70. Nice arms or nice stomach: Literally do not care as long as I can comfortably cuddle with them  
71. Sensitive or loud: A nice in between lol 
72. Hook up or relationship: Relationship 
73. Troublemaker or hesitant: Problematic, because if they’re too much of a troublemaker then that’s a dealbreaker, but if they’re super hesitant nothing would happen between us because I am also super hesitant!!! So another nice in between haha

HAVE YOU EVER: 
74. Kissed a Stranger: No 
75. Drank hard liquor: No 
76. Lost glasses/contact lenses: Yes 
77. Turned someone down: Yes 
78. Sex on the first date: Yes but it happened like half a year into our relationship 
79. Broken someone’s heart: Yeah… sorry rip 
80. Had your heart broken: Kinda but it was my fault so it only half counts? 
81. Been arrested: No 
82. Cried when someone died: Yes omg 
83. Fallen for a friend: Yes - don’t try this at home kids

DO YOU BELIEVE IN: 
84. Yourself: God I wish 
85. Miracles: Not really, but I would really like to be proved wrong please 
86. Love at first sight: Not really 
87. Santa Claus: I got made fun of in 2nd grade because my parents still hadn’t told me that Santa wasn’t real. Thanks a lot. 
88. Kiss on the first date: I wouldn’t know, because my only date was while my first relationship was already going on, but I did kiss him the day we got together so maybe?

OTHER: 
90. Current best friend name: Anxiety! But fo real Ryan 
91. Eye color: Brown 
92. Favorite movie: Moana is my most recent favorite movie, but there are so many others NOW, TAG 20 PEOPLE: @hello-annie-here @sherlockian-studies @lucifers-trash-stash @maeve-studies @caffelattestudies and any one of my followers who feels like doing this!

#tagged #tag game #studyblr #studyspo #studyspiration #study motivation #study #motivation #tinynotes #i wrote this at midnight but im posting this at a decent hour aka 3 pm

[doctornerdington]

WIP meme

Thanks for the tag, @redscudery​!  I’m going to try to list these in the order in which they should be completed. Or something. Idek. How did this list get so long??? AAAHHHHHH.

Do This: List all the things you’re currently working on in as much or little detail as you’d like, then tag some friends to see what they’re working on. This can be writing, art, vids, gifsets, whatever.

1. My academic publisher wants me to edit a collection of short stories by the writer I’ve spent many years researching, Marie Belloc Lowndes. I’m excited about the project, but they want to see a draft intro by the end of May. Which is in exactly one week. *hyperventilates*

2. An as-yet-unnamed Victorian AU Sherlock long!poem based on Idylls of the King for the Sherlockian Observer. One or possibly two parts. Or possibly three but certainly probably certainly not longer than that. Half done or so.

3. A ficlet about post-LSWAS Mary. Don’t you want to know what becomes of her? I do! It’s half written and I really love it, but I’m hung up on finishing it for some reason. It’ll probably be the next thing I post on AO3, though. Title: At once I blossom green and wither brown. 2-4K, I think.

4. The as-yet-unnamed Pride and Prejudice long!fic. I’d really love to have a title. Charlotte Collins POV. Pre-writing has commenced, and I’m thinking about it near-obsessively. It’ll probably be finished in, oh, a year or two.

5. Unnamed Sherlolly pwp in which TAB-era drag!Molly fucks Sherlock with a strap-on in the morgue. AM I RIGHT OR AM I RIGHT? Oh god, I want to write this RIGHT NOWWWWWW. (Actually, I just want to read it right now, but I guess that necessitates the writing.) I’m 1000 words in.

6. Our Secret Life chapter 9. This fic will probably go on for a good long while yet, since I can basically add as many chapters as I want. It’s easy to put on the back-burner, though. Chapter 9 is about half written, it’s about Sherlock, John and Lestrade sharing a room whilst out of London on a case. Lestrade falls asleep, but John and Sherlock aren’t at all tired. They have to be very quiet through the resulting shenanigans...

7. I had a mind to write some Captain Phasma femslash to do with removal of uniform, and I wrote about 500 words on it. The doc is sitting in my WIP file, mocking me. I may or may not return to it.

8. “Ideas” document: things I want to write but have no idea when/if I will have the time/inclination. Rose/Susan femslash thing (Ripper Street); Cersei/Brienne Goblin Market magic realism AU (Game of Thrones); Victorian tattoo serial killer thingy; sommelier AU (wine porn, food porn, porn porn).

TAG! You’re it! What’s in your WIP file?

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[sueboohscorner]

#Stitchers Season 3 Episode 4 "Mind Palace"

The episode starts with Kirsten coming into her house and having a relationship talk with Camille using movie ratings. Kirsten says everything is fine and then the scene shifts to Cameron, doing 100 pushups. 

Him and Linus also have a relationship talk. Linus wants to talk about Cameron’s shakes and Cameron wants to talk about the oxytocin filter. Cameron wins.

The scene shifts back to Camille and Kirsten. Kirsten has found a brain map of the places she’s stitched and places she hasn’t. She wants Camille to help her find and map the rest. Camille happily agrees, but they decide not to tell Cameron.

A man and a woman find a dead man on the roof of a hotel, but this time nothing from the safe.

In the lab, Fisher says that the man was shot in the chest and his index finger was shot off. Camille is still piloting the stiches and Maggie still isn’t back. If she was, she would have been able to stop the cahooting Camille and Kirsten are doing.

The man’s memories are encrypted in a Sherlockian mind palace. Cameron and Camille argue about whether to move her because Kirsten’s in a section of the brain that they haven’t mapped yet: the part responsible for symbols and imagery.

Speaking of symbols and imagery, Fisher finds out that the man was in the Royal Marines from a processed tattoo.

After Kirsten bounces, Cameron confronts her and Camille. Kirsten tells him about their plan. He’s super ticked and decides to go off on his own. Kirsten goes with him.

They talk in the elevator and she threatens to break up with him. He backs offs and promises not to be as much of a “helicopter boyfriend.” My sigh of relief might as well have been the north wind for how big it was. There is also a Rogue One reference.

They go to see a guy from MI6 and are surprised when he’s uncooperative. He’s a spy. For a living. They like to control the flow of information. Especially with someone as nosy as the NSA. By making a Jerry Maguire reference, Cameron makes a little headway. In order to get info from unhelpful MI6 guy, they need to get a drunk MI6 agent by the name of Chloe Marx out of jail. Fisher pulls some strings with his ex-wife and gets its done.

When Cameron and Kirsten pick her up from jail, she’s much younger and much prettier than either of them expected and Cameron proceeds to make an idiot of himself by saying she can change in his apartment. They also find out that unhelpful MI6 guy’s name is Dexter Abbott.

Camille and Linus check out the crime scene and have a super awkward relationship talk. They eventually decide to have a double date at Camille’s house, because that isn’t a setup for disaster.

Back at Cameron’s apartment, Chloe is causing trouble by coming out of the shower, presumably naked, and asking for clothes. Cameron leaves to go talk to Abbott and Kirsten stays with Chloe.

According to Abbott, the dead guy’s name is John Harrington. He was in the States because his wife was kidnapped on his last mission and is presumed dead because her index finger was shot off and sent to him. Chloe was brought to the States to bring him in.

Chloe tells Kirsten that Abbott and Harrington used to be partners.

At the lab, Linus has begun to crack the code of the mind palace.  In an old version of German, Belinda means bright serpent. So, ding ding ding! The wife had something to do with his death.

Him and Cameron talk about breaking into Maggie’s safe. Kirsten interrupts and the conversation stops.

Chloe is back at Cameron’s apartment sporting a black eye. Abbott hurt her and she quit. Cameron says she can stay the night before going back to England.

The scene shifts to Camille’s dinner party. Linus and Ivy have just gotten there and Linus is severely outwomanned.

Cameron gets a text from Maggie that all of Harrington’s files were scrubbed except the one he had been working on in the States because it never happened.

Back at Camille’s, Camille shoos Linus and the M.E. away so she can give the “if you hurt him I will bury you” talk and Linus does the same the same thing. It’s honestly adorable. They still care about each other so much, which leads back to the why are they not together anymore question, which there is still no answer to.

Fisher and his ex -wife talk. There are remarkably no consequences for getting Chloe out of jail and she might be up for a position at the DOJ, across the country. Either this relationship won’t last or Fisher won’t be on as much.

Kirsten has found something to connect Abbott to the murder and needs to bring everyone back to the lab. Her and Cameron decide to move Chloe to Kirsten’s place. While dropping Chloe off, Kirsten meets the M.E.

The cow is called the Dexter and the bullet that killed Harrington came from Abbot’s gun. Before they all split up, Cameron gives the one Sherlock Holmes reference in this episode in the form of “Elementary my dear Fisher.”

When they get to Abbot’s apartment, he’s been attacked and tries to shoot Cameron and Kirsten. Cameron is super heroic and makes sure that doesn’t happen.

Linus has developed a Codex to read Harrington’s memories. Cameron takes back control of the stitch and Kirsten sees Harrington’s wedding. This is where it gets a little hinky. Belinda and Abbott were having an affair and Belinda is Chloe. Camille runs out and Kirsten informs everyone else.

Camille uses the moves she learned from Fisher while fighting Chloe. The M.E. helps and they have Chloe secured by the time the rest of the team gets there.

Cameron and Kirsten talk about the case and Maggie’s safe and Cameron shows her that Linus cracked it. 

They start making out in Maggie’s office, which probably isn’t good for Kirsten’s oxytocin levels, but oh well.

This was much better than the last two episodes but I did not sign on for the Maggie/M.E. trade. 7.5/10

[nicolemichellew]

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