Ask Victor Trevor

Questions for Victor Trevor, friend of Sherlock Holmes. ((RP ask blog, READ THE ABOUT)) For the actual Victor Trevor, go here

[ask-victortrevor]

((I feel it is important to point out this blog is no longer in use.))

((It was intended as a plot device with no real life of its own. For this group's canon Victor Trevor, please go to missives-for-victor-trevor.))

[ask-victortrevor]

there are some blogs who write shit on victor trevor and then tag their posts, I'm honestly really sad to know that 90% of the sherlock fandom don't like victor trevor just because he would be 'against the johnlock', it's so stupid

((ugh, that is awful, people just hating on a character for interfering with their (nowhere near canon) ship.  Admittedly, we've yet to see VT, but that's still rude.))

[cumberbatchs]

[octoberinminnesota]

((Okay okay back and with things))

((So Mira I finished the E-lock he can be found here.

Aaaaand I did the thing where I make the new oc and try very hard to make them into something but this is the last one I promise.

I’m just gonna go around and follow you guys with her now.

She’s here btw. That is all.

*melts into floor*))

[ask-victortrevor]

((coolio and I only have my tablet so not many people accessible (abusyenglishbee not among them) but yay new fwiend for someone))

[smithsonianlibrariesarchives]

13 Species of Thecla (genus) butterflies from Insecta. Lepidoptera-Rhopalocera of Biologia Centrali-Americana, an encyclopedia of natural history of Central America. A landmark and still often-cited work, Smithsonian Libraries has digitized 58 volumes that you can explore at electronic Biologia Centrali-Americana.

[inquiries-to-sherlock-holmes]

[inquiries-to-sherlock-holmes]

Sherlock was shaking slightly, holding Emma tighter and tighter, until finally she hit him with her tiny fist, squeaking out a “daddy”.  He let go and took deep breaths, before holding her gently as an apology and placing her back on his knee.  ”I…that wasn’t…I have mmmoments,” he said, clearly ashamed.  ”P-p-paranoia.  Voices.”

[kaleidoscopicvocalist]

Calista was silent for a few moments before she finally looked up again, her expression cautious and vulnerable as she did. “I’m sorry. I know… I know it’s not the same, but sometimes… Sometimes I hear this voice, too. A specific one, i mean, of… Of someone who…. Well, they weren’t the nicest,” she whispered.

[inquiries-to-sherlock-holmes]

Sherlock’s eyes fell.  He knew what that was like, to be haunted every moment by mistakes and nightmares and anger.  To be followed by the past.  Stalked by it, like some defenseless animal on the savanna.  ”Oh,” was all he found himself able to say. Another eligible therapy “buddy”, Sherlock thought, not without bitter amusement.

[kaleidoscopicvocalist]

Calista shook her head a little, looking away. “Sorry. That was… A little much to tell you, wasn’t it?” She muttered, letting out a humorless laugh.

[inquiries-to-sherlock-holmes]

“Hardly,” Sherlock said, honestly.  “I kn-n-now what that’s like, even if I n-never heard his voice as c-c-clearly as the ones I hear n-nnow.” His father, of course, who still haunted his nightmares and fuelled the voice that told him he was useless. His father who had bullied him throughout childhood, teenage years, even now into adulthood. His father, who had cheated on his mother for her sister and blamed Sherlock when she walked out on him.  “He mmmay n-not have physically…”

/Why haven’t you killed him yet? Why haven’t you tried to rid yourself of the pestilence he personifies?/

“…a…abused…mmme…” Sherlock’s eyes went distant, and his face went slack as again the voices bombarded him with torrents of homicidal mania. “Um, he said, fishing a pill from his pocket and grabbing Calista’s water to swallow it with. “Hope you haven’t g-g-got anything c-communicab-ble.”

[kaleidoscopicvocalist]

Calista shook her head. “No, nothing i can pass. Just… A few scrapes and bruises, you know,” she murmured. She closed her eyes again, taking a deep breath through her nose.

Cole reached over, frowning. “Do you need me to get a nurse? You’re looking a little paler than usual,” he muttered worriedly.

His sister just shook her head, giving a worn smile. “Cole, come on. I’m fine. Just a bit tired,” she whispered.

[inquiries-to-sherlock-holmes]

Sherlock observed Cal’s reaction, and he wasn’t the only one. Emma began pounding her fists on nothing, wondering why everyone wouldn’t just smile and be happy, and her little face twisted up. “Emma, Emma, shh,” Sherlock said, rubbing her head gently. “Everyone’s fine, shh…” He started to hum the song that had worked before, Hush Little Baby, and nestled her in the crook of his arm. At first, it looked like it wasn’t going to work, but the child soon settled down. Sherlock had a good voice, though he rarely used it for singing and the stutter made it sound like a horrible remix, and there was sincere adoration behind it. Soon, Emma was asleep, snuggling the ends of Sherlock’s scarf like a comfort blanket.

[kaleidoscopicvocalist]

Calista looked back to Sherlock and Emma. “That was wonderful,” she whispered.

Cole was still hovering over Calista, worry clear on his face. “Maybe you should just sleep for a little while now…” He suggested quietly.

Calista ignored her brother. “She’s lucky to have you, Sherlock. You’re wonderful with her,” she said.

[ask-victortrevor]

"I am?" There was a mix of pride, confusion, and flattered happiness in his voice as he looked at the sleeping toddler.  "I j-j-j-just d-do as my mmmother d-did."  Sherlock smiled at Emma, the knowledge that he was a father and that he was doing a good job of it making him extremely happy. "She loves mmmy scarf," he muttered idly. "Is it the c-color? Or b-because it smells like mme?" Not that it mattered, really.  She was asleep, warm, and safe.  "Mmy Emma."

[ask-victortrevor]

I feel a bit strange.  I think a seizure’s coming, Bertille is whining and I feel tense and cold…

[notes-from-molly]

daphne poisoning.

it was bloody food poisoning!?

[ask-victortrevor]

But how did she get it, it couldn’t have been accidental…

[notes-from-molly]

i don’t know! i did all the cooking!

[ask-victortrevor]

Did she eat a salad or something garnished with strange leaves?

[notes-from-molly]

no, she could hardly eat anything at all without throwing it back up. she managed to drink a little soup once and she had a few crisps and biscuits but that’s all she’s eaten.

[ask-victortrevor]

I meant before she got ill.  You don't usually feel the effects of a poison before you take it...

[notes-from-molly]

daphne poisoning.

it was bloody food poisoning!?

[ask-victortrevor]

But how did she get it, it couldn’t have been accidental…

[notes-from-molly]

i don’t know! i did all the cooking!

[ask-victortrevor]

Did she eat a salad or something garnished with strange leaves?

[notes-from-molly]

daphne poisoning.

it was bloody food poisoning!?

[ask-victortrevor]

But how did she get it, it couldn't have been accidental...

[ask-victortrevor]

I feel so strange...

I feel unreal...

nothing is real...

I'm not real...

what's happening?

[disguised-in-your-sheets-deacti]

[ask-victortrevor]

I wish I could help.

[notes-from-molly]

hey, mate, you helped her a lot by calling last night. 

[ask-victortrevor]

I did?  That's good.  That's very good.  She helped me, too.

[notes-from-molly]

molly’s staying overnight. apparently all of this is from something that she’s been eating which is crazy because she’s not been able to eat much at all!

she’s not going to like it, but i’m going to toss everything in her kitchen.

[ask-victortrevor]

Oh, God, that means it’s parasitic or an amoeba or something, doesn’t it?

[notes-from-molly]

i don’t think so, but they’re still not 100% sure what it is. the doctor wants to keep her on a special diet for a while. she’s not allowed any food from outside the hospital.

big bummer there, the stuff they serve is gross.

[ask-victortrevor]

Oh.  Oh, okay, um.  Okay.  I guess that way they can rule things out or something.

[notes-from-molly]

yeah, basically. molly wasn’t very pleased but she didn’t argue this time.

[ask-victortrevor]

I don’t know if that’s good or bad…

[notes-from-molly]

i think it’s good that she’s there. they can take better care of her. all i do is make tea and do laundry.

[ask-victortrevor]

Oh, yes, it’s obviously good she’s there, but I don’t know if it’s good she didn’t protest.  It might be because she saw the point in it or it might be because she felt too bad to argue.

[notes-from-molly]

i think that it might be a little of both. she’s worn out. but that doesn’t mean she’s worse.

[ask-victortrevor]

I wish I could help.

[notes-from-molly]

molly’s staying overnight. apparently all of this is from something that she’s been eating which is crazy because she’s not been able to eat much at all!

she’s not going to like it, but i’m going to toss everything in her kitchen.

[ask-victortrevor]

Oh, God, that means it’s parasitic or an amoeba or something, doesn’t it?

[notes-from-molly]

i don’t think so, but they’re still not 100% sure what it is. the doctor wants to keep her on a special diet for a while. she’s not allowed any food from outside the hospital.

big bummer there, the stuff they serve is gross.

[ask-victortrevor]

Oh.  Oh, okay, um.  Okay.  I guess that way they can rule things out or something.

[notes-from-molly]

yeah, basically. molly wasn’t very pleased but she didn’t argue this time.

[ask-victortrevor]

I don’t know if that’s good or bad…

[notes-from-molly]

i think it’s good that she’s there. they can take better care of her. all i do is make tea and do laundry.

[ask-victortrevor]

Oh, yes, it's obviously good she's there, but I don't know if it's good she didn't protest.  It might be because she saw the point in it or it might be because she felt too bad to argue.

[notes-from-molly]

molly’s staying overnight. apparently all of this is from something that she’s been eating which is crazy because she’s not been able to eat much at all!

she’s not going to like it, but i’m going to toss everything in her kitchen.

[ask-victortrevor]

Oh, God, that means it’s parasitic or an amoeba or something, doesn’t it?

[notes-from-molly]

i don’t think so, but they’re still not 100% sure what it is. the doctor wants to keep her on a special diet for a while. she’s not allowed any food from outside the hospital.

big bummer there, the stuff they serve is gross.

[ask-victortrevor]

Oh.  Oh, okay, um.  Okay.  I guess that way they can rule things out or something.

[notes-from-molly]

yeah, basically. molly wasn’t very pleased but she didn’t argue this time.

[ask-victortrevor]

I don't know if that's good or bad...

[notes-from-molly]

molly’s staying overnight. apparently all of this is from something that she’s been eating which is crazy because she’s not been able to eat much at all!

she’s not going to like it, but i’m going to toss everything in her kitchen.

[ask-victortrevor]

Oh, God, that means it’s parasitic or an amoeba or something, doesn’t it?

[notes-from-molly]

i don’t think so, but they’re still not 100% sure what it is. the doctor wants to keep her on a special diet for a while. she’s not allowed any food from outside the hospital.

big bummer there, the stuff they serve is gross.

[ask-victortrevor]

Oh.  Oh, okay, um.  Okay.  I guess that way they can rule things out or something.