Desk lamp: “Soup du jour, hot hors d’oeuvre,
Why, we only live to serve,
Try the grey stuff; It’s delicious!
Don’t believe me? Ask the dishes!
They can sing! They can dance!
After all, John, this is—-“
John: ”SHERLOCK!!! WHAT DID YOU PUT IN MY COFFEE??”
A few hours later… (when the hallucinations have really taken hold):
John would make a terrifying Disney princess…
From that day forth, Sherlock never saw opera the same way again.
Heh. I hope some of you are nerdy enough to know which opera I’m referring to here.
I’ve been listening to Die Zauberflöte (The Magic Flute) all day during work and I kept picturing Mycroft as the Queen of the Night…
I don’t know why I find Mycroft in drag so plausible (and amusing) but I do.
Besides, n onsensical pictures are forgivable on April Fool’s Day. (Also, here are the translated lyrics for those who don’t speak/read German. In the picture, Mycroft is singing the lines: “Disowned may you be forever! Abandoned may you be forever! Destroyed be forever!” which will probably be followed by, “if you do not put on your trousers!”)
My heart no longer aches.
My tears no longer sting.
My ears ring with a deafening silence,
and it echoes through my hollowed chest.
This is the only thing that is worse than feeling:
This is feeling nothing.
For anyone who has had a major heartbreak, you’d probably understand this kind of “numbness” after all the pain. It happens. The heart can only take so much before you just stop feeling all-together. I imagine John would lapse into such a numbness after so many years of mourning.
This is for Reapersun’s “Let’s Draw Sherlock” collab. Lol, wonder if this is an acceptable take on the prompt. Sorry, I can’t help drawing more Reichenbach stuff. What can I say? My creativity feeds off tragedy.
I just noticed something about Watson’s famous outburst in A Study in Scarlet (and consequently, about my tumblr url):
“What ineffable twaddle!” I cried, slapping the magazine down on the table, “I never read such rubbish in my life.”
If we turn this exclamation into an acronym, it becomes the word…
So Watson subconsciously admired Sherlock from the very beginning. Oh Doyle, you clever devil of a man!
On an unrelated note, I was surprised to find that my blog is result #2, after a definition of ‘twaddle’ when you search for “what ineffable twaddle” on google… I do not know if I should be proud or worried that I’ve bumped down all relevant information on A Study in Scarlet. Heh heh.
Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars?
I could really use a wish right now, a wish right now, a wish right now.
- “Airplanes” by B.o.B.
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Sorry, this is a really half-assed WIP. I got lazy and need to go out for a bit so I’ll finish this later.
So here’s the deal with this pic:
In this Wholock AU, John decides to build his own replica of the Tardis and sits in it every night, wishing the Doctor would come to help him find and save Sherlock from the Fall.
When it’s all done, this picture is going to go in the Tardis on my blog so it’ll make more sense later (see current theme).
Also, Sherlock will look more like a ghost in the finished picture.
They say that smell is the strongest sense,
When it comes to memories…
But it hurts too much to remember.
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Here, have some Sherlock angst :> Been too long.
EDIT: Whoops! Sorry for the repost. I wanted the picture to show in full size so I had to separate it into two images. Stupid tumblr.
Here. Have some Avengerlock!
Ok so it’s been a looooooong while! I’m so sorry, guys, and thank you to all who are still following me (lol). So, here’s what I’ve been doing: job hunting, job hunting, eating, sleeping, and more …job hunting. (sigh)
But yus, I’m back! I won’t be posting as much as before but I’ll try to post at least once a month.
aaaaand… stay tuned for more Avengerlock! :> Is that still a thing? Was it ever a thing? Haha, well, whatever. I’m out of ideas and too brain dead from job hunting to care. First time in a long time that I’m idea-blocked.
(btw if anyone has requests or suggestions, feel free to drop me a note and maybe I’ll get inspired or something)