Ricky

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[ricky-cartwright]

oh wowzers, a proper intro post!! (I’ve never done one of these with just text help)

Anyways, I’m Ricky, and welcome to my Slow Horses blog.

I am simply a lad who watched Slow Horses and it has consumed my entire soul (god forbid I be a casual fan of something).

I live in Australia (horrific time zone for my international mutuals)

I primarily make text posts and memes, but I am reading the Slough House books so I might post my thoughts on those at some point.

Feel free to message me anytime, but I am still at school and very busy with work so I might not get back to you straight away. (also feel free to DM for any of my other socials)

[ricky-cartwright]

people please share your thoughts on Down Cemetery Road if you've seen it. I've watched half the show and have very mixed feelings, so I'm interested to hear some other perspectives and opinions

[ricky-cartwright]

I am still alive btw

[tinkertailorsoldierguy]

Every time River is on screen so far this season I feel so embarrassed for him.

This is just like season 2, except at least he looked adorable in season 2 and wasn’t dressed like the host of an overrated restaurant or some guy who works at an art gallery.

[ricky-cartwright]

jesus christ we can't even say they should've been at the club

[spockvarietyhour]

[leonspardakennedy]

maybe i should not have read london rules bc i had an expectation of shirley, river and louisa getting into their sibling adventure instead of this weeks episode

[tinkertailorsoldierguy]

Isobel Cartwright wrote this tweet

[ricky-cartwright]

scrolling the slow horses tag is such an experience bc it’s always a combo of fun gif sets, character analysis, and fics occasionally interrupted by a picture of an actual horse

[lilylogue]

Season 3 is basically just River trying to save his work mom and Jackson saving his work wife - same mission, totally different vibes.

[ricky-cartwright]

I’m trying to read London Rules before the release of Slow Horses S5 and i’ve not touched the book in months but today i used my autism powers to read like a quarter of the book in one sitting

[buglvr24]

hey guys have you ever heard of THE CHARACTER. i’m thinking about THE CHARACTER. honestly can’t even get shit done because i’m thinking about THE CHARACTER. i’m listening to a song and imagining THE CHARACTER. all i know and love is THE CHARACTER

[spockvarietyhour]

[itscooltoskate]

Cassian Andor 🤝 River Cartwright

Having a bad™ day

[tenderlywicked]

River Cartrwright and screenshots of despair # 3 because I just can't stop: they all fit him 😉

+ a snippet from a fic I'm writing in addition to the sequel of Show Me It Hurts :)

Anger is good fuel, but it can only last you the first few miles. Not thirty. It’s not like Catherine has covered the entire distance on foot of course—she’s not that much of a martyr, but still, it’s been a long journey, and when she’s finally nearing her house, she feels exhausted. Unlike some people might think, reasonably high, retro-style heels she favours are quite suitable for long walks, but not for such marathons. She certainly doesn’t regret saying, “Fuck you, Jackson Lamb.” Yet she’s long started to regret not saying it a bit later, after a lift home, instead of bolting off in the middle of nowhere, with not even a bus stop in sight. It’s always the problem with dramatic exits: there’s never time to think through the logistics.

She’s looking forward to nothing but the comfort of her flat, safe and familiar, but there’s a surprise waiting for her—River Cartwright’s car parked in the street at her block and its owner hunched over the steering wheel, seemingly asleep, which appears to be rather uncomfortable.

She taps at the car window. No reaction. She knocks louder—and only then he stirs, looks around frantically, disoriented and startled, and visibly sags in relief at the sight of her. When he opens the door and staggers out, Catherine sees what she hasn’t noticed in the darkness of the car: he’s clearly beaten up, badly so. It’s not just a black eye and a few more contusions and abrasions here and there; it’s the way he’s holding himself, like he has to make a considerable effort to stay on his feet.

“Catherine,” he says and makes an awkward little movement as if to hug her, but quickly aborts it, leaving her unsure she hasn’t imagined it.

[tenderlywicked]

Thinking of them bickering during their MI5 training.

[nakedhiddles]