*franticold*

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[franticold]

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[dovegraveyard]

Sworn protector

[relationshipfuckup]

Truly immortal Pantalone

I love the premise of Feofan killing himself shortly after the events in Sumeru.

But let's spice things up a little. Since we don't really know much about the elixir of immortality, I can imagine its prolonged effects actually making Feofan truly immortal. Something even Dottore did not foresee. So when he finally goes through with it, utterly devastated, longing to see his husband again, he presses the gun to his temple... only to wake up a few hours later.

And that's when the dread starts seeping into his bones.

So he tries again. And again. And again.

He slowly realizes he will be alone in this world forever, with the only constant company being the gods he so despises. In his pursuit of eternal companionship, Dottore actually condemned him to an everlasting hell.

I could add another layer of despair to this narrative. When Zandik comes back, however that happens, Feofan assumes he's hallucinating and shoots himself on the spot. Zandik desperately tries to save his life, only to witness the slow regeneration on the operating table and realize the horror Feofan has been living through.

[strawberry-crocodile]

for real tho it feels exhausting that ive seen this whole "woman should be allowed to abstain from X beauty standard" -> "i perform X beauty standard, am i evil? do you think im evil? please forgive me i came up with a dozen excuses 🥺" since like 2015 (and i know its been going on longer than that) like girl thats not the poiiiiint

[strawberry-crocodile]

look me in the eyes. repeat after me. "i face societal pressure to perform this beauty standard. i should not face that pressure. i conform to this standard. i am rewarded for performing to this standard. i need to respect women who do not perform this standard. this is not about whether or not i am a sinner for wearing makeup."

[franticold]

My piece for the Frogwares Sherlock Fanzine organized by @shco-shta-fanzine ! Go check out the whole thing on their blog. Theres so much wonderful art of all kinds in there.

I decided to focus on Mycroft and his protectiveness over Sherlock and how he must have felt during the events of The Awakened.

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[saivurpeshu]

Who even pays attention to minor details like hair length

[vriezennn]

based on a personal experience

[shirotssu]

[undercity-rat]

The concept of Pantalone recieving a vision while he is grieving Dottore. Sitting locked in his office, tears streaming down his face. He reaches into his coat pocket for a handkerchief and his fingers curl around something that should not be there.

He completely looses his shit. Now, after all these years, now the gods have chosen him.

He tosses the thing over his balcony into the snezhnayan winter night. He has no idea where it lands, nor does he care.

But the next morning its laying on his bedside table where his glasses usually sit. the thing just keeps ending up back in his hands no matter how hard he tries to get rid of it.

[hard--byte]

the hottest thing a guy can be is barely conscious on the floor while someone lifts his head up by the hair so that you can see his glazed out eyes and the blood running down his face

[duhaeriss]

i guess this is why she doesn't want to sit next to pantalone and dottore

[iamotter]

A Private Show [Dottore/Pantalone]

🧪: Hmm, are you still listening?

🪙: Of course, loud and clear

🧪: To the opera, not my explanation

🪙: I'm afraid I wouldn't understand it if you didn't explain it to me

🧪: Would you like me to continue then?

🪙: Why of course-

"WOULD YOU TWO SHUT UP?!"

The two Harbringers look to their side and saw a very irritated face. Next to her, the face of someone who just woke up.

"Dear Sandrone, forgive us, we didn't know you were here", Pantalone replied.

"Utter lies! I was walking right in front of you when entering the box!" Sandrone shouted. Her face flushed in anger. Columbina, who sat next to her, began poking her red cheeks.

"And you! Back me up here!" Sandrone turned to Columbina. The doozy girl stared at her and pointed at Dottore.

"Do the two of you not have enough seats?"she asked.

Sandrone looked back at the two men and shrieked.

"YOU TWO LITERALLY HAVE A YOUR OWN PRIVATE BOX WITH DESIGNATED SEATS. WHY IS HE SITTING ON TOP OF YOU LIKE A LAP DOG??!"

"A lap dog? My, Sandrone, you'll hurt my partner's feelings. He's just a little cold, so I'm warming him up", Pantalone responded.

Dottore, who was on top of his lap, put his head on Pantalone's chest and pretended to shiver.

"See?" Pantalone pointed out.

"YOU- URGH! Whatever! Just be quiet,okay?! I'm trying to focus on the opera!!" Sandrone gave in. She came to enjoy the show, not to start a fight, though her colleagues were not making that easy. Pantalone smiled and nodded while Dottore paid no attention to her.

Sandrone scoffed and pulled out her theatre binoculars once more to enjoy the show. She can still hear Pantalone and Dottore whispering, but at least it's not as loud as before. Suddenly, she felt Columbina poking her shoulder and asked, "Sandrone, I'm cold too -"

"Then go and cuddle with Pantalone! I'm not going to be your personal blanket!", she snapped.

"I'm sorry but there is no more space. My lap can only fit for one person," Pantalone interrupted.

"Dottore is not sharing, Sandrone. I guess I'll just freeze", Columbina replied dejectedly. Sandrone throw her coat on Columbina and send a sharp glance towards Dottore and Pantalone, who were giggling.

"You people are driving me insane..." she hissed.

"I'm so lucky to have a caring partner. I might freeze to death if I am left alone," Dottore said while rubbing his head on Pantalone's chest.

"How could I leave you alone? I invited you here from your dark and lonely lab," Pantalone whispered as he played with Dottore's hair.

"Lonely? That weirdo literally created clones of himself to do his crazy experiments! He should have stayed there and never see the light of the day!" Sandrone thought to herself.

"I do wonder, my dear Pantalone. Why do you go to this opera when you seem to know little to nothing about it?" Dottore asked. He put his hand onto Pantalone's face, who took the hand and gently kissed it.

"How can I appreciate art if I remain ignorant?That's why you are here with me, dear doctor. Your wide range of knowledge always illuminates my world, how my life is colourless without your words!" Pantalone teased. He continued to kiss Dottore's hand while Dottore stared at him lovingly.

"You dragged me away from my important research to be your personal guide for this theatre experience. With all the mora you have, you couldn't hire a best guide to help you? Or were you hoping for a free service instead? How cheap!" Dottore pouted.

"Free service? Oh no, doctor, I do intend to compensate you for your trouble. Your voice and your overall presence are worth more than the private box we are sitting in. Such luxury in my arms, I am indeed the richest man in the world!" Pantalone boasted.

He lifted up Dottore to his face and murmured, "This will be my early payment for your lovely service." His fingers lifted up Dottore's mask and traced his lips before he leaned forward and kissed those lips. It started gentle, but Dottore hungrily grabbed the back of Pantalone's head and deepened the kiss.

"Careful, banker. I am a very selfish man. I might take more than you can give," Dottore breathed onto Pantalone's lips and gave them a quick lick.

"Then you're underestimating my ability to give. Anything you ask for in this world will be at the palms of my hands. "

Hearing that, Dottore beamed and grabbed Pantalone's face once more to give a very passionate kiss. He gently bite Pantalone's bottom lip before entering his tongue. Pantalone readjusted Dottore's position so that his legs could cling onto Pantalone's waist.

Their box filled with sounds of moaning and giggling, with the two men completely forgetting that they were outside and their minds were focused only on each other. Their faces glued onto each other, much to the annoyance of a certain puppet.

"Ooh, they're so in love!"

"I KNOW COLUMBINA! Though "love" is not what I would call something so irritating!"

"Hmm? I thought you said you wanted to see this part the most?"

"WHY IN THE WORLD WOULD I WANT TO SEE-"

Sandrone turned to look at the stage and noticed that it was indeed the romantic part that she wanted to see the most...and she nearly missed it. Because of the two annoying lovebirds at the corner. Columbina happily played with Sandrone's coat when Sandrone snatched that coat and threw it at Pantalone and Dottore.

"STOP RUINING MY SHOW, YOU TWO!!!"

[noxneedstherapy]

imagine sandrone crying during act 2 of the show and she’s furiously wiping away her tears and going through it and she turns and dottolone’s stupid asses are making out

[eyesludge]

Imagine trying to watch the opera while your two co-workers are violently making passionate love next to you.

[franticold]

"Oh you are beautiful."

References and Headcanons!

Reference found on Pinterest! Maybe from "Anna Karenina (2012)". Not 100% sure though.

I am of the belief that Pantalone thinks Dottore (all of the segments) is just the most beautiful thing in the world. Dottore has never had anyone think about him that way and can barely handle/believe it. Probably took him years to accept that Pantalone finds him beautiful and is not lying to be nice. Pantalone, for his part, is consistent and takes of the mask any chance he gets just to look at the Doctor properly. As a collector of rare and beautiful things Pantalone cannot get enough of him.

What I drew would be the first time Pantalone took of The Doctor's (specifically 35's) mask. The Doctor was NOT prepared for the Regrator's reaction. It turned out well in the end though. Dottore stormed off, sulked for a day, and then came back defeated looking for more.

[morraaabb]