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robby protecting his kids staff
I reached out to @alethialia a short while back about creating a fanfic/fanart collab piece, just for fun, and she was SO KIND and said yes, and finally we reached the day for posting it.
Everyone please go read Fresh Perspective by Alethia: "In 2.07, when Abbot is being treated by Mohan, Robby walks by and does a double-take, which was scripted. Santos walks by and does a triple-take, which was not scripted. Given her history, I can't imagine that Santos just leaves that alone, especially since "our little secret" was the exact phrase she used in S1 when relating her own abuse. So. A take on it."
Amazing story, excellent character nuance, describes this episode in a light I didn't even consider before.
You can see this art on ao3 as well!
Robby/Abbot, curls
Jack’s breath evens out sometime between the second and third act of the movie, and Robby tries to stay as still as he can until the end credits start rolling; his leg went numb at least fifteen minutes ago, pinned in place by the weight of Jack’s head—the base of his curls glint burnished bronze in the diffused glow of the lamplight, rich warmth hidden underneath solid streaks of grey, and Robby’s fingers twitch with the urge to sink deep into the strands, but he doesn’t dare.
His heart thumps like a kickdrum in his chest, heavy reverberating pulses that pound up against each and every rib; he doesn’t know why he feels so nervous—because there’s no other word to describe the tightness in his throat, or the way he feels like a balloon that’s about to burst. Jack had mentioned he’d been having trouble falling asleep lately, and Robby knew it had to be worse than he wanted to let on if it was bad enough that he brought it up and all, so Robby doesn’t want to risk stirring him from even the briefest snapshot of stolen rest.
Jack lets out a muffled noise, softly grumbling in his sleep, and then he turns over, curling closer without seeming to wake. Robby sighs in relief as long dark lashes stay fanned out over the top of freckled cheeks, and he wrings his hand in the throw blanket that’s draped over the back of the couch, twisting the tassels between his fingers in lieu of what he wishes he could touch instead.
Rotating my attendings in my head like this constantly
City Nord, Hamburg. Photo: Matthias Heiderich
Dr. John Watson describing an active crime scene for the newspaper: my beautiful friend Sherlock Holmes sat with a quizzical brow upon the settee and the light coming in from the window illuminated his dark, intense eyes. oh and there was a dead body also
i love writing out numbers and then putting them in parentheses like "one (1)" even when i dont need to i think its funny
ahhh nothing better than taking a break between the cases
little detectives.. solving tiny mysteries
Had a minute at work to look it up, and I did find the title!
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#O Ancestors! I cry. What is your wisdom for times like these?#Start a garden and have a cuppa. says my great-grandmother who went through the depression#Lie your ass off to the government and have a cuppa. says my great-great grandfather who escaped the potato famine#Keep your humours in balance and have a cuppa. says my ancestor who survived the bubonic plague#Bring tribe together so many make strong and have cuppa. says my neanderthal ancestor#BITE THEM BITE THEM BITE THEM. Says my small arboreal ancestor. ALSO LITTLE TREAT.#Thank you for your wisdom ancestors. I say and turn on the kettle. - gallusrostromegalus
How serendipitous to discover that my tags have passed Peer Review just as I have sat down with a cuppa :)
The Three Garridebs
Sherlock Holmes is such a fascinating hyperfixation to have because he’s literally everywhere. Every time I get invested in a new media I start a little mental “Time until Sherlock Holmes referenced” counter and it very rarely gets very far at all. Goes for real life too. He’s so ubiquitous, and so well loved, that he’s entirely inescapable, and I love that fact almost as much as I love him.
truly The Character of all time
“My companion flushed up with pleasure at my words, and the earnest way in which I uttered them. I had already observed that he was as sensitive to flattery on the score of his art as any girl could be of her beauty.”
A Study in Scarlet by Arthur Conan Doyle
I love those moments when Sherlock betrays that he actually is human and not just a calculating machine. ^^
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