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rinnyman · 6 months

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Spotify Headcanons pt. 2

At long last!

Part one here

Disclaimer: I ship Alejandro and Rudy so I wrote it in’s as a poly relationship but if you don’t like it that way you don’t have to read it like that. Laswell in this is completely platonic btw.

Alejandro

Definitely has a lot of Latin-American music on his playlist.

Probs has country music as well but prefers music without lyrics

Has lot of slow music so he can play if while cooking with his partners and dance with you or Rudy in the kitchen while they food simmers or burns

The three of you would end up laughing and order something off of DoorDash instead.

He will listen to what you sent him but he’s secretly glad he has Spotify Premium because he’s skipping the songs he doesn’t like.

Rudy

Mostly country and Latin rap

probably a little bit of rock music

He doesn’t listen to much so he isn’t sure what to send you so he just asks you what music you like and send you a playlist made for you.

He treasures the playlist you sent him but he apologizes for not listening to it.

Laswell

This woman listens to Mitski and Girl in Red and you can’t change my mind.

You will find a fair share of classical music and maybe a bit of Jazz music in her playlists.

She listens to soft music that you’d play when it’s raining or you’re studying

She definitely helps you with your homework (she calls you kiddo as a nickname)

She would smile as her wife, Anne, brings you guys fresh tea and cookies. (That woman is so sweet and make it obvious how Kate fell in love with her)

She’ll look through your playlist and smile at the songs she knows.

Horangi

Despite popular belief he does not listen to K-pop.

He actually prefers lo-fi hip hop

He has a playlist he listens to when he is getting set for missions.

He will listen to your music and save the ones he likes in a playlist with a picture of you as the cover.

Very soft boi and will sleep to his music while cuddling you

König

Lots of rock and rave music

He uses music as a way to help with his anxiety with his earbuds in when in crowds.

He has a few soft songs and when they come on this man will look at you with a dopey smile before asking you to dance.

It’s awkward at first but you guys eventually get it even if the song had ended and you were just dancing to whatever was playing now.

He tries to be gentle with you but he isn’t awkward about it.

If you send him music he saves the playlist and listens to it on deployment when he can’t sleep.

If you have anyone you’d like to see please feel free to send in an ask. I’ll gladly put them in the next one. I am doing these in groups of five.

#my writing #alejandro vargas #rudy parra #kate laswell #horangi #könig #cod headcanons #music is my love language #Rinny writes #konig mw2 #mw2 #cod mw2

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sternvonafrika · 2 years

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Sorry for random question, but what you wrote in the tags about your previous job made me curious: have you ever found anything particularly interesting in the letters/postcards you had to translate? It sounds like a fascinating job, but maybe it's just the idea I have of it (feel free to ignore this btw, I don't want to sound nosy)

hi! don't worry about the question, i actually love (and loved) talking about what i was able to find inside the letters and behind the postcards, even when the correspondence was not... super interesting. for example: i had to deal with more than 20 letters exchanged between two owners of soap factories from munich right before wwii broke out and i had to lose my sight on more than 200 stamps (both pre- and post wwii). however, sometimes i also stumbled across personal pieces of history and family letters.

unfortunaly everything i translated was in my possession for nothing more than a couple of weeks before it came back to the antique dealer to be sold (and sometimes in some cases i didn't even get to hold the original artifact since i would just receive pictures or scans). however, i feel like there are two stories worth mentioning, if you are curious!

familie klein

these were the letters of two brothers, hans klein (who was a simple soldat and the younger brother) and rudi klein (a gefreiter and the older brother). they came from austria and wrote to their parents, johann & franziska klein.

rudi wrote home on 10th april 1940 and told his family that hans was in a field hospital in striegau (silesia). then we have a letter from hans who wrote on 11th august 1941 and told the family that rudi was in a field hospital (somewhere in the ostfront) and that "there is no sign of the russians at all", he then tells the family that he's stationed next to a beautiful church and that due to his stomachache he can't eat anything warm. in the back of a letter, a small annotation reveals that he was also asking his family for "suspenders, chocolate, jam and cigarettes" (with a "vergiss die Zigaretten nicht!"). the letters also mention three pictures (probably family pictures the parents sent them based on the two brother's comments, a small sister was also mentioned here but i don't know where she was and whether she was still home with the parents or not) that however were not in possession of the antique dealer.

there's are two last letter regarding both of them that tells us that the klein brothers managed to survive the war. one of them was written on 24th january 1945 and the second one on 17th november 1945: after the capitulation hans lives in st. marting bei villach (austria) while rudi managed to go back home to his family.

2. lene beck's date

this wasn't a letter, it was a small postcard that promoted the 1936 summer olympics in berlin. my antique dealer found it interesting because of the adolf hitler stamp while i was more touched by the content of the postcard itself.

08.02.1936

lene beck - leipzig, hebelstraße 7

liebe lene!

hurrah! german women have finally achieved their first gold*. i am very happy for them! i am proud, i heard the news on the radio.

i really want to see you again. do you want, this monday or this tuesday evening, to go see "david copperfield in amerika"** with me in the kurprinzstraße? i will wait for you at .47*** there in the kurprinzstraße. please, write me to the shop****, i will call you when i can.

in the meantime send you a warm greeting,

your hannes k.

*: gold medal, he's referring to the olympics

**: probably referring to the 1935 movie

***: he mentions the minutes, the hour of this date is unknown

****: the man (or his family) owned a shop, that's also probably why he mentions having a telephone and being able to call her

honorable mentions to some other cool things i did: had to understand the grade of an officer in a photo (dead in the picture, very gruesome) to see if he was high ranking. went through more than 500 stamps in a afternoon. had to read the very neat and beautiful kurrentschrift to decipher the transaction between two austrian landowners. came across a picture and some letters written by a certain "hans waldmann" and had to find out whether he was the fighter pilot and ace with more than 100 victories or just an omonymous. read more than 100 letters of two italian industrialists who would close every letter with "saluti fascistissimi".

#replies #oh thanks anon !! i got to re-open the beloved notebook where i transcribed/annotated/translated everything #it was very nostalgic but beautiful !! i'll see if i still have some pictures of postcards or stamps and maybe add them to the reply #i'll go through my phone gallery

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some-cookie-crumbz · 4 years

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Meet Cute prompts, 47" w TodoDeku???

OOOhhhh boi~! This was a real fun one~!

Prompt: Texting the wrong number but continuing the conversation.

"Get a studio apartment!" Natsuo had insisted. "You don't need a lot of space and it'll be more cost efficient!" He said.

Shouto made a mental note to inform Fuyumi that she was his only sibling now.

He groaned as he dropped his school bag and umbrella by the door, then kicked off his shoes. A loud clattering came from the small half-wall that separated the living room space from the bedroom space, watching as a cream colored cat tower toppled right over with a black and white lump fluffed to about twice his normal size clutching the side of it. He winced at the loud clatter it made, knowing that his neighbors would have words with him about that later, and let his head fall back. "Punchy," he breathed out, barely restraining the frustration in his tone.

An excited mewl came from the cat and, when he glanced back down, he'd abandoned the tree and was making a beeline for Shouto. His tail was up high and his yellow eyes gleamed with excitement.

"Punchy," he said, kneeling down to scoop him up, "why do you do this? Do you hate your tree?" He knew he was just talking to himself, but it helped to relax him. When he first got his apartment, he had been surprised by how lonely he felt. Fuyumi had suggested he get a pet, to help keep him company. Looking into it, he found that cats were listed as the best apartment animal, since they were typically pretty independent and could handle long stretches of time alone better than most breeds of dog.

Except, as fate would have it, Shouto had picked the clingiest, neediest kitten to ever exist. Not that he minded, really. He appreciated how affectionate and chatty his four-legged friend was. He just wished that his apartment was a little bit bigger, since it seemed that his rambunctious feline might need more room.

Punchy let out a chirping little mew in response to his question before headbutting up against his chin. Shouto snorted a bit, bringing one hand up to gently scratch right between his eyes, then gave a few right between his shoulder blades and set him down. He propped the cat tree back up before changing out of his wet clothes and into something dry and warm.

Once that was done, he settled on the couch, his cat right behind him, and started reading articles on his phone. Punchy curled up on his stomach and he dropped one hand to gently pet his head and back, smiling at the rumbly purrs he was awarded. Things were all quiet for about fifteen minutes before his phone pinged with a new text messaging from an unfamiliar number. Which was followed almost immediately by another.

Shouto scowled and toggled over to his messages, clicking on the unread texts.

xxxx-xxx-xxx (5:34 P.M.):

JDOWOJDKIDI ITTY BITTIES

I FOUND ITTY BITTY BABY KITTIES

He blinked slowly, tilting his head curiously at the message. He wanted to say they were excited, but they could also be panicked and looking to ask a friend for help. He figured he should let them know, so they could make sure the tiny kittens were well taken care of.

Me (5:36 P.M.):

Sorry, wrong #

He then paused for a few moments, considering his next move carefully as interest took over, before jotting down another message.

Me (5:38 P.M.):

But pics or it didn't happen

He waited a full ten minutes, waiting to see if he heard back, before settling his phone aside and going to make himself dinner. By the time he was done preparing his own meal and serving Punchy's evening serving of wet food, his phone chimed again several times in a row. He set his plate down on the small table, slid to sitting, and pulled up the message.

He was greeted by several pictures. The first was a picture of five bundled up little fur balls, all squished together in a big and fluffy towel, being cradled by a lightly tanned arm littered in scars. All five had their heads tilted up to stare at the camera and he let out a small whine at how cute and tiny they all were. They were even smaller than Punchy when he brought him home eight months ago! And all their eyes were still that foggy blue-grey all kittens had until their natural color developed. They probably weren't any older than four, maybe five, weeks.

The pictures to follow were of the kittens individually, carefully held up in individual towels so that their markings could be better seen as well as to perhaps determine their genders. The first was mostly brown, but had white mittens on all four paws, the tip of its tail and ears, and it’s little chin. The second was of a little orange tabby kitten, but they seemed to be wiggling about too much and a portion of the green towel the mystery texter had bundled them in was covering the top of their little head. The next was of another tabby, but this one was grey; light grey over most of the body with darker grey stripes and little white paws just like the first. The fourth kitten was another brown and white mix, with the same white markings on their paws and tail as the first, but there was more white along their face, with a strip of brown leading from their little pink nose and getting wider and arching around his eyes and head. The last kitten was a tuxedo, much like Shouto’s own Punchy was, and had markings that seemed to be a sort of hod-podge of the first and fourth. Number five had the same white on its paws and tail as they did, but there was a bit more mottling on its paws where the fur colored changed from black to white - while the divide was clear on the other kittens - and there was more white markings on its face with a thin strip of black under each eye.

All in all, a ridiculously adorable litter of kittens.

Me (6:24 P.M.):

Oh no

They cute

He set his phone aside as he started to eat, turning the television on and switching it over to a crime show for background noise. His phone pinged two more times in the minutes to follow, but he waited until he was mostly done with his food to check again.

xxxx-xxx-xxx (6:27 P.M.):

rite?????

xxxx-xxx-xxx (6:33 P.M.):

Pic

I mom now

The picture was of all five kittens, nestled in their towels and being held between what seemed to be a heating pad and what was clearly a well-defined chest. And that chest was attached to a face, too. He seemed to be about Shouto’s age with wild green curls and big, bright, wide green eyes. His cheeks were covered in freckles and his lower lip was jutted out slightly, clearly melting over the five furry babies in his arm. Shouto’s heart gave a quick jolt in his chest.

Oh no, he was cute, too.

Me (6:44 P.M.):

I want them on the weekends and holidays.

xxxx-xxx-xxx (6:46 P.M.):

um?????

I am a strong, independent single cat mom who don’t need no man.

Shouto chuckled to himself at the response. He looked down at Punchy, who had clamored back into his lap and dozed off, as he came up with his response.

Me (6:49 P.M.):

You're breaking the family up.

They need their older brother.

xxxx-xxx-xxx (6:50 P.M.):

waIT

u hav kitty???

PICS NAO

Shouto laughed before clicking over to his gallery. He had plenty of pictures of Punchy, but it was determining which ones to send. He shifted through before selecting three. He picked one from when he first brought him home, when he was still just a teeny fuzzball, and put "Smol knockout" underneath. The next one he picked was from about two months ago, when his friends Tenya and Momo had come to hang out one evening. Momo had purchased a little red and black striped tie for him and, not wanting to miss a good photo op, they had put it on him and taken a few pictures. He added the notation of "Business casual Punchy" to that one. Last was from two weeks ago, when he'd come out to see Punchy sitting on the couch like a little person, back legs spread wide to completely expose his pudgy white tum, and one of his front paws resting on the remote as if he was about to change the channel. "It's been a week, hooman," he added to that one.

He grinned and scratched under the aforementioned cat's chin as he watched the little dots appear as the stranger formulated a response. After a moment, he was blown up with emojis and gifs expressing how much he adored the pictures. Then, after a moment, he actually strung words together.

xxxx-xxx-xxx (6:58 P.M.):

I LUV HIM

WAT

HIS NAME

Me (6:59 P.M.):

His name is Punchy

xxxx-xxx-xxx (7:00 P.M.):

DID U NAME HIM AFTER THE CAT FROM AC????

Me (7:00 P.M.):

xxxx-xxx-xxx (7:01 P.M.):

OMGGGGG

PERF

HE PERF

Me (7:02 P.M.):

He is

From there, they wound up chatting about Animal Crossing, their favorite villagers, favorite games and their opinions on the changes made in New Horizons. They also ended up naming the five found kittens after five more villagers. They chose the names Kitty, Tangy, Lolly, Rudy and Tom for the little babies, given their color patterns and genders. Shouto himself wondered if perhaps he could take Tangy once she was a little bit bigger. Maybe having a little friend would help keep Punchy from going full lunatic when Shouto was away.

But if he wanted to do that, he’d need to know the stranger’s name.

Me (7:48 P.M.):

Btw, I still need to know your name

So I know where to send the custody paperwork

xxxx-xxx-xxx (7:50 P.M.):

u do kno i can counter sue rite?

And then, a second later, he got his actual answer.

xxxx-xxx-xxx (7:51):

Midoriya Izuku

Shouto blinked then chuckled to himself. Midoriya? Really? That felt like a bit of irony, considering the guy was pure green. He added him to his contacts quickly, grateful to have a name to apply to the hot kitten-saving man.

Me (7:53 P.M.):

Todoroki Shouto

Also, wanna come to my island?

I have Raymond

Midoriya Izuku (7:56 P.M.):

KJFGQLIHP9iuoawj;erfkjbhz;.esrhf

YES

IS THAT EVEN A QUESTION????

#crumbles grumbles #TodoDeku #Guess what I've been watching my sister play?#And guess which cat villager is my favorite?#This is tooth rotting fluff and I am pleased with it #my fics

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rouge4truth · 7 years

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TFP - Mycroft residence scene

I am refering to my former theory, that all of TFP is mind palace, so Sherlock’s view, memories and imagination.

The most ridiculous part of the whole episode, completely over the top scene is Sherlock detecting Mycroft. First of all, his sexual orientation.

This is the movie, which he is obviosly enjoying.

Sherlock is framing Mycroft as straight and old fashioned, as he is attracted to a movie of the 40ties, showing a male detective and a female suspect flirting (funny because we know, that Mark is a married gay man, while Ben... maybe we see here an opposite of the real life ;-) But this seams to be important for the story, as we did’t see anything about Mycrofts sexual interests before.

When the male character tells ‘I can put you on a close watch…’ the film is starting to brake and we see a home made family film which tells us a lot if we take the time to look at it in detail:

Happy Mycroft...

and a happy, small, slim Sherlock, maybe 5 years old, with their parents at a picnic on the beach.

In the next picture we see the teenage adipose Mycroft with enormous appetite, scolded by his father.

Mycroft instantly pics up on the childhood film.

Sherlock want’s to play with his brother and father...

but Mycroft seams to be more interested in his book.

and is shocked to read

‘I’m back’!

We see the family waving to the person that is filming - and now something realy creepy happens:

Please watch out and explain...

Are this the eys of the woman that we saw in the film before? - Or is the family or Sherlock closely watched since then?

Remember: (S)he was capeable of manipulating people since (s)he was 5!

Maybe it is nothing, but why... did they reverse the picture? It is just for one second!

The difference between both pictures:

1. The facial expression of Mycroft, who looks sad in the first picture without waving, but kind of smiles in this one and also waves back.

2. The mother ist the same as Mycroft, sad without waving in the first picture, now she is smiling and waves, too. ???

Then the film starts melting. When this is Sherlocks memory of that day, something has been manipulated and he has forgotten the rest of it.

There is no Euros, and we do not know who was behind that camera. ((Euros?), Sherrinford, Uncle Rudy?)

When Mycroft leaves the room, Sherlock can’t resist to scare him with Steven King horror movie images like the blue dressed girl,

(btw. nice reference to the red/blue theory of some reblogged stuff, nice picture of Ben’s parents, too ;-)

the Clown (Mycroft trying to fight the Clown with the sword and the gun does not work, we learn that he is defenceless, like the voice is telling him.)

the bleeding pictures (this painting looks strongly familiar, like Timothy Carlton alias father Holmes, dressed up like Isaac Newton :-)

And the next two picturers are showing a woman that is looking at the Newton picture, so maybe his wife, Mycroft’s and Sherlock’s mother? (Sorry, did’t get a good frozen picture of it.) But the picture that he is looking at, is showing a young, sad man, a ‘Knight’, a ‘Dragon slayer’ maybe this represents Sherlock.

Clearly, we are dealing with a family affair here.

(...and again, there is no image of a third sibling, no image of a sister (or brother), we only get three – … people always give up after three... so are there other images at this wall??? It is all in the dark, and Mycroft stops here at the picture of Sherlock to fight back!!!).

My assumption is, that Mycroft was much like his mother and Sherlock is more like his dad, as you can see in the short family movie before, they are opposites (Mycroft with mum, Sherlock with dad) in the images, here, Sherlock is facing the same direction as the Newton picture does. I am also recalling the Christmas scene in HLV, where we can see both parents today. She seems to be intelligent, but somehow emotionless cold. Dad is warm and caring. ;-)

All of it should show us as the audience, that this all is not real as it is all presented to ridiculous. But if you have any siblings, it is quite understandable that Sherlock is also making fun in imagining, how to scare his elder brother.

Now about the ‘scary’ part. Who is the scary east-wind (Euros), and what has Mycroft to do with it (her)?

(I am refering to my pre-posts on TFP and EUROS here, sorry, I’m blogging the first time in my life, so please be a little patient as I am still learning how to do it properly also no native speaker ;-)

When Sherlock enters the scene trough red curtains (!!!) like in a play, (can never resist the touch of the dramatic), he wears the deer stalker, symbol of his public persona, not his real self (Rebecca, TJLC explained). He is perfectly well, no signs of the stitches or the injured eye (so clearly mind palace, because this kind of injuries need some time to heal.)

Mycroft wears a red tie, and is standing next to the only lamp with a red lamp shade in the entire room, so if red has anything to do with emotions, this is possibly a heart to heart conversation.

Sherlock comes to the conclusions (to set up his mind palace imagery): 1. He has a sister, Euros. 2. His sister is institutionalized since early childhood by his brother 3. Mycroft is terrified of her (4. She is out now (John, perfectly well, mentions this). I will come back to this later.)

In TAB we learn, that in Sherlock’s mind, John is always smart and more offensive than we see him in real life.

In this scene, he and John are the smart ones, not Mycroft. Sherlock picks up on spoiling Mycroft’s obviously enjoyment of the movie and that he has disabled his security system (very promising :-). So he is researching the persona of his brother behind his smartness.

Sherlock knows that John has been shot at the therapy session (in real life) , the word EUROS and SHERRINFORD, too (I guess, this is what John may have told him , when Sherlock found him shot, as this infromation is needed to make the mind palace work).

To make the mind palest version work, it has to be a tranquilizer (we have seen a real gun, no injection gun 4 times in TLD)– but he needs John at his side now to find out the truth.

He has again used his homeless network and will pay the actors, reminding them not to spend the money on drugs :-)

He give the smart explanation and invitation to Baker Street to John, (he does no longer need to be the cleverest person in the room).

‘There is a place for the desperate, scarred and terrified people with nowhere else to run’ – this is how Sherlock thinks about his work as the world’s only consulting detective, so not a dragon slayer ;-)

And this was just the first 7 minutes of TFP - There is much more to be investigated - I will continue with the next scene in 221B, in case you are interested...

P.S.: Rewatched the picture scene again today, there are 5 pictures at the wall, the first is showing a house, maybe the family home. But the last is not bleeding, showing another person... it is in the dark... I asume that Mycroft does not have a picture of himself at the wall, so there might be another sibling... I like to keep you guessing...;-)

#johnlock #sherlock #bbc sherlock #tjlc is real #tjlc explained #tjlc is canon #tjlc #love conquers all

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twotwentyonebbakerstreet-blog1 · 7 years

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I watched TFP again and...

So when I watched TFP last sunday it was such an emotional rollercoaster. Yeah there were plot holes..but overall I thought the episode was great by itself, however, made no sense compared to the rest of the series. So in spite of everything and all the tinhatting thats happened since I decided to watch TFP again, with a clear(ish) mind. A lot of this is common knowledge, some has been mentioned before by other users on tumblr, and some are some new observations I made. I know its long but theres some good stuff down there so here are the comments I made while watching TFP once again:

-”The Final Problem” caption flickering just as the film Mycroft is watching

-the entire production when sherlock is “scaring” Mycroft. clowns? bleeding paintings? rly wtf? when I watched it the first time I truly believed Mycroft was dreaming

-did sherlock saying “hey bro?!” make anyone else uncomfortable

-wHy is sherlock wearing the deerstalker just to go spook his ‘bro’

*loOOOoots of weird stuff*

-Who’s the man pictured in the car when the governor calls to ask about mycroft?

- ”clown costumes satirically relevant”-Mycroft

- wHaT hairband euros

-happiness is a pop song, sadness is a poem ? idk i thought this was gonna have some significance

-Sherlock igNOring “Vatican Cameos” babe why

-Sex has always made sherlock obviously uncomfortable but when Euros brings it up?? he does? nothing?? no reaction???

-the glass in the ceLLs: ELePHANt glass

-Johns swirling camera shot??? what ??

-If “redbeard” was moriarty’s gift, why didn't he take advantage of it ???

-We see a nativity scene in the governor’s office during the moriarty flashback, but when john asks if he’d like to pray (before shooting him) he says “who would I pray too?”

- why is CONTExt ContExT coNteXT soooo in your face throughout this ep

-when sherlock begins deducing the coffin and stating facts about the price john says “that was a lonely night on google”

-why was molly having a bad day?

-JOHN WITH HIS HANDS ON HIS FACE WHEN MOLLY SAYS “it’s always been true”

-”explosives? why would I be so clumsy?” bITCh didn't you just blow up baker st??? (which BTW why would sHE do that if she wanted sherlock to play this crazy game her and moriarty so ‘cleverly’ worked out????!!!)

-JOHN SQUARING UP TO FACE SHERLOCK ACTUALLY BELIEVING SHERLOCK MAY BE ABOUT TO SHOOt HIM (oh john u poor bby ily)

-”moriarty thought you'd make this choice, he was so excited” aGAIN WHY THE BOMB N RISK BLOWING THEM UPOMG

-okay so the first time I watched this scene I thought that euros was more upset about sherlock’s impending suicide and john was just standing there. BUT. watching it again I realized that john is shell shocked. paralyzed. you can see his lips quiver as he tries to say sherlocks name but he can't even get it out (all we hear barely audible is “sher-”)

-the black goo?! i mean cool visual but wHat???

-the fake room at musgrave ???

-where’s the water in the well coming from if euros is talking to sherlock?

-victor trevor n BENEDICT IN THIS SCENE OH MY WORD

-theres so many things off about euros killing victor in the well but I won't go off on that

- Culverton and “anybody” vs Euros and “nobody”

-If the girl on the plane is really Euros’ coping mechanism, how can she speak it so casually and turn it on and off in “the game” but it seems to be tearing her apart at musgrave and sherlock has to snap her out of it??? wHAT hoW does thAt maKE anY sENSE

-agAin she's CRYINg while tALKing about iT!! its obviously traumatizing so HOW could she turn it on and off

-SHERLOCK HAS A TEAR RUNNING DOWN HIS FACE WHEN HE PULLS AWAY FROM EUROS AND SAYS ‘HELPMESAVEJOHNWATSON’

-’HES A GOOD ONE’ UGHHHHH

-srsly though who is uncle rudy

-The book lying on the FLOOR OMG (I'm about to make another post about this)(stay tuned) (oh look there it is, this is huge folks)

https://twotwentyonebbakerstreet.tumblr.com/post/156201228754/the-book-at-the-end-of-tfp-its-a-huge-clue-and

-ANEMOI

-I think we can all agree lil Tom as bby sherlock is the best thing to have happened to TFP

The end.

#sherlock #johnlock #tfp #the final problem #sherlolly #john watson #euros #tjlc #thc #tin hat club #mycroft #moftiss #tom stoughton #benedict cumberbatch #martin freeman #twotwentyonethings

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fresne999 · 7 years

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Into the Aether

I'm going to put it out there that in any other year of my fannish life, I would already be putting out fixit fic for S4 Sherlock. But this week has mostly been consumed by mourning the last days of an Obama presidency, watching that Man take that same office, (hearing that he wants to get rid of PBS, NPR, and the national endowment for the arts*) and preparing for the women's march. I went to the one in SF. It was BTW an incredibly energizing event. I keep wanting to say empowering, but that wasn't what we were there for. It was like being self-summoned to a call to action. There was a mantra one of the speakers recited, which I wish I could remember the precise words. It went something like, When I express my power to embody my vision My fears become less important. Now imagine women yelling that. Tens of thousands of us. Could have been 30k. Could have been 100k. I've seen both numbers. It wasn't the LA march, which estimates have at 750k. Washington DC at 500k. However, since my artistic focus in the next few months will most likely to protest or writing fiction about marginalized groups, I’m going to put my Sherlock fixit ideas out into the aether and face I won’t have time to write them.. *BTW I'm going to say that I'd love there to be an old fashioned save our show campaign targeting at saying no to that noise for PBS, NCR and the Endowment of the Arts. Letters. Maybe some object that symbolizes the 3 of them. Then send several million of them to Congress and the White House. Fixit List •Mary’s death. Five things ◦Is shot in Morocco because Sherlock and John led XYZ to her. She doesn’t die. She does have to disappear. She sends messages to Rosie, who exists. ◦Same variation, but Mary does die. Entirely as a result of her own life choices. Sherlock’s guilt comes out something like ACD’s Dancing Men. ◦Runs off with Rosie. Part of Erus’ manipulations is she’s tracked Mary down, and they confront each other. Sherlock and John are busy falling into bed somewhere else, while the ladies moral relativism. Sadly, I can think how to end that one without Mary simply shooting Eurus. ◦Rosie meets her mother when she’s in her gap year. ◦Mary, Molly, Irene, Mrs. Hudson, Sally go out for a drink at Aquis (my local) past the end of the story. Rosie takes her first step (much like at least one of my friends little ones). The women ignore texts from the boys, because they are videoing the whole thing. •Erus & Moriarty - Five things ◦Not a trea. He found her and broke in because he’s Moriarty. Plenty of time to plot. Discuss. Whatever. ◦Moriarty actually was Richard Brook. Erus became bored with crime and retreated to her little island to focus on the intricacies of the human psyche. ◦Moriarty was one of many treats, sacrifices by Mycroft to the Erus/Minotaur in the labyrinth. ◦She faked her death and left the island. Plenty of time to plot with Moriarty. ◦Oh, whatever, she gets a visit from Loki and we mess around with some of the more gender fluid bits of Norse mythology. Loki is Moriarty. And Mary. That’s why she can break the laws of physics. Rosie is a real baby. When she isn’t a six legged horse. ◦Eurus goes to Oz and has an adventure with Ozma/Kip, and we get into some truly inhuman understandings of humanity. (Suddenly remembers I wrote a Sherlock had a twin that went behind the looking glass story years ago.) Actually, it’s all in her head. Actually, no it isn’t. Watch the pretty rainbow •Mummy and Dad - Five things ◦Mummy and Dad actually being decent parents visiting their kid at the asylum for the presumably 10ish years between her initial incarceration and her faked death. ◦Mummy and Dad being terrible parents handing the whole problem over to Uncle Rudy. That slow creeping guilt as Mycroft and Sherlock shut down emotionally. Sherlock literally rewrites his memory. Mycroft boxing up all the pictures of Eurus, because he’s worried about Sherlock. Getting colder and colder. More and more squeamish. Seriously, just bad parenting going on. ◦The search for Trevor with Trevor’s parents. And F-s sake, yes, they found Trevor. There such a thing as survey maps. Eurus is brilliant, but that doesn’t change cartography. ◦Middle of the road parents, caught up in their own tensions and problems, ignoring the clues from Eurus. ◦Mummy has a degree in family services. She was doing birth order research. It went badly. •John ◦The man has gorgeous anger issues and I have no idea what was going on with him in T6T. •Molly - why she was sad when Sherlock called. 1) She’s angry because she’s put those feelings behind her, but finds the conversation cruel. This has benefit of being one degree off the actual scene. Sherlock’s emotional reaction is largely the same. 2) Her cat is sick and she does not have time for digging up old wounds.. 3) A friend/family member is sick/in hospital, it’s bringing up memories of her father’s death, and Sherlock is just one more thing for her to deal with. (Unlike Churchill, ending with a preposition is something up with I shall put.) 4) Her lover/significant other is there and she’s angry because, of course, now Sherlock would call to make things awkward for her. 5) Her mother is there, they are arguing about something random, and she really does not need Sherlock adding to the tension. 6) She’s just broken up with her over/significant other and she finds this conversation cruel. 7) She’s angry with Sherlock because he almost killed himself doing drugs last week and she’d just been autopsying some kid, who overdosed. 8) She’s angry because she’s watching Rosie, she hasn’t slept, and she wants to know where John is. Sherlock breaks the coffin because he realizes he could be responsible for the deaths of both of Rosie’s parents. 9) Harriet is in the other room, being obnoxious, Molly is at the end of her rope, and she wants to know where John is to deal with his sister. 10) Let’s pretend women have friendships on this show that have nothing to do with men and she’s grieving about Mary, and finds the whole conversation horrible under the circumstances. 11) She wants to talk about how she doesn’t love him anymore. Not like that. 12) Trump was just inaugurated and she can’t go to the London Women’s Marc.

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(1 of a lot probably) aaAAAAAND I'm back! This time only at 2am tho haha, and as for why, you see, I met this wonderful, talented young man a few weeks ago and I wouldn't miss talking to him for the world. In any case, on the confidentiality thing, please don't worry meu amigo bonito. I trust your judgement, and either way, I /am/ still masked behind anon y'know hahaha. It's all good

I KNOW ITS BEEN LIKE A DAY AND IM SO SORRY everything is happening all at once All The Time sighs honestly i wish i could just lay back and bask in ur sunny conversation, even if just for one day;;;

that’s true, that’s true, i think i have an idea of who you are (or rather, which blog you run) but it almost seems a shame to figure out... that being said, if you are who i think you are then your writing is absolutely breathtaking, and as golden as your heart

(onto #2!) Chester seems plenty lovable btw haha. And I gotta agree that it'd be nigh impossible to find a better home for him. What he has with you? That's the genuine article, and you take /extremely/ good care of him and the others to boot. I'm sure even a famous boy like him gets awestruck sometimes by how lucky and loved he is. Poor Wisdom though! Like /damn/ hahaha. Tough break, kiddo. Tough break hahaha. That's what he gets for trashing the joint tho. {~J}

chester is the perfect man, it’s true, and wisdom is an absolute brat but he has his moments lol. he’s growing on me, similar to that fungal infection thats growing all over his poor handsome face :( i gave him a special bath for it yesterday, and he LOVED it, he loves being pampered. fifteen minutes of me scrubbing at all his itchy spots and spraying water in his mouth to keep him happy when i have to hose his face, and he looks so lovely clean now!!!!!

i know, i know, its sounds gross lol but it’s really not so bad. we caught it very early and he gets those baths twice a week, so it’s cleared up really well!!!

it’s simply the time of year, i think. hot and humid, ponies sweating under their rugs, too many of them with stupid injuries - fudge had surgery on two of his legs a few months ago, and he’s about to start rehab; lulu got a.... skin cancer??? cut out of her stomach, and that’s been delightfully gross to maintain; rudi’s vice is flies - he’s very sensitive on his legs, and kicks so hard that he cuts his own ankles, poor boy; nikki went lame somehow and no one knows how or why but she seems fine now???????; and we were SO WORRIED that chester had an abscess in his hoof bc a big chunk went missing out of it, but the farrier came for him today and everything was fine, the hole trimmed out clean and simple.

BIG SIGH THEY’RE....... SO DIFFICULT. so much to maintain, and rumple is as sick as ever but he’s old so that hardly counts. the only ones who are really maintaining themselves are wyn and louie, and i honestly don’t know how louie does it with how he runs around like a maniac all day. BUT ANYWAY!!!!

3 never did end up coming through lol so i’ll move right on

(and then there were 4) What can I say? Your silvered light dazzles even the sun, and inspires the moon and stars with its iridescent brilliance. It'd be a crime to put someone so amazing on hold hahaha.

i dont know much lol but i know im a saggittarius. i seem to be surrounded by scorpios at this point in my life, and i can hardly find a thing to complain about. you’re all absolutely wonderful, and i always seem to be quite taken with your crew’s company ahahaha.

rather, im surrounded by water signs in general LOL. my siblings are each pisces, cancer and scorpio, i met a bartender last night who was a scorpio, and kimmy is one too lmao yall are everywhere and im Loving it

(#5 comin in hOt) You were also right on the water-affinity thing though haha. I actually knew how to swim before I knew how to walk, believe it or not. Anyway, that picture is absolute /gold/. It really is. And the prophesy was fulfilled so completely that even Voldysmoldy was blown away. You look dashing, by the way! 120/10 best wrapping paper boob stuffer. On the subject of talking though, /holy hell/ don't tempt me I would /gladly/ talk with you all day without hesitation hahaha

LAUGHS thank you i certainly try my best. my brother’s a good sport, and i somehow feel like a strong mix between him and the sister im now living with (the cancer, if you’re curious ahaha). every day we’ll find ourselves saying the same thing at the same time, and every now and then she’ll give me a strange look and say i sound just like leo, or even that i look like him for a moment ahahaha.

it’s interesting, it’s strange. i’ve always looked up to them so much (being the youngest and all), so it feels oddly like a compliment, whenever these things happen.

(#6)(just think, two more of those and you get one of me hahaha). Onto the sleeve tho! The circle maze sounds /fantastic/, and I bet it looks really cool right now, though I'm sure the finished product will be absolutely astronomical. The design you have in mind sounds /epic/! (for real though tatts are so expensive I feel your pain there hahaha)(may the Force be with you I believe in you)(you got this)(you SO got this)(you're gonna kick this resolution's ass). {~J}

lmaoo thank you thank you, i intend to bust so much money on it this year. i still have my lower forearm to design, but i’ve thoroughly plotted out the rest of my arm; the maze is given to inception, the next installment will be vaguely reminiscent of kingdom hearts, and pokemon will take up the space from halfway up my forearm before turning into cc beyond my elbow. so it’s just that part on the back of my forearm that is a bit of a blank canvas rn ahahaha

(holy hell I might need more than 7) I regretfully inform you though that I can't and I shan't cease to flatter you, because you deserve to know the truth of how talented and wonderful you are. And I definitely agree on the balance thing. The devil is in the details and complexity is key, so all the more reason to be proud of how amazing your works are! And /20k/? /Damn/ that's impressive! (and even tho I prefer halloween, I for one will gladly plunge back into the tinsel for you hahaha) {~J}

it’s officially 22k but i haven’t had time to work on it the past couple of dayssssss BUT I FIGURED OUT THE LAST SCENE so it’s only a matter of spare time lololol

(#8 because what's second christmas without snowmen? lol) I'm glad to hear you've got a pretty solid sleep schedule by the way! (and it definitely /was/ worth the discomfort)(still slept like a rock the followin night tho hahaha). I'm really happy that Alma appears to be defying the odds by the way! True to their namesake, and all thanks to their wonderful father. Sheesh. I knew you were dynamically skilled, but this just proves you're magical haha. In your care? I know they'll flourish. {~J}

LOL i am LOVING these message starters btw. yesss tho my family has always been keen on growing things lol. mum had a magnificent herb garden, and i’ve never seen oregano as big as what’s growing in my garden rn. we just planted dahlias where the sunflowers used to be and i wasn’t sure they’d be alright, but they really seem to be flourishing!! im so glad!!!!

(9/9 for the new record hahaha) I'm so proud of both you and them! Not to be punny, but I'm a sap anyway when it comes to plants. or, well, all of nature really haha, and Alma looks really great from the pic I saw! Anyway, speaking of hocus-pocusing, I hope today has been absolutely magical for you, as you deserve no less than the wondrous and the fantastic. Talk to you soon, meu amigo bonito! {~J}

lmfaooo i love that. and yes, their leaves are so cute!!!! so small!!!!! thank u so much tho, the past couple of days have been pretty great. I’m wondering if i can worm a morning off out of my sister, considering she’ll have a day off on sunday and i’ll be working at the cafe from 7 lol;;;; i desperately want to finish starboy, but time really is my enemy right now ahahahaa

thank you so much for all this, i adore you and i hope you managed to get to bed at a reasonable time tonight!!!! sleep well, i’ll see you soon

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