#Holmes: you may be a dumb man but you are my dumb man

[thefisherqueen]

"Do what?" I asked. He smiled as he took his slipper from the mantelpiece and drew from it enough shag tobacco to fill the old clay pipe with which he invariably rounded off his breakfast. "A most characteristic question of yours, Watson," said he. "You will not, I am sure, be offended if I say that any reputation for sharpness which I may possess has been entirely gained by the admirable foil which you have made for me. Have I not heard of debutantes who have insisted upon plainness in their chaperones? There is a certain analogy."

If I were Watson, I'd have cried

[taempteng]

So, I finally finished 2ha.

I... have some thoughts.

Let's talk!

【 Story Review 】 The Husky & His White Cat Shizun

I started this story on the 30th of May through the manhua. When I caught up to the latest release, I switched to the novel. I binged the novel day and night, until finally ending the story on the 12th of June.

I want to clarify that I’ve only finished the main 311 chapters. I haven’t read the extra 39 chapters.

This review will only discuss my thoughts on the main story. I'll decide whether to talk about the extra chapters when I finish those in the future.

With that said, what is 2ha?

2ha is short for Dumb Husky and his White Cat Shizun. It came from the Mandarin title ���二哈和他的白猫师尊》 where 二哈 literally translates to “2 ha(s)”. It’s written by 肉包不吃肉 or “Meatbun Doesn’t Eat Meat”.

What’s the story about?

Well, it follows a man named Mo Ran. He’s a regressor and in his first life, he was the 踏仙君 or Celestial-Trampling Emperor. He was at the peak of the Cultivation World, a tyrant who ascended to godhood. However, at the age of 32, he poisoned himself and died.

But then, he wakes up! And he’s back to 16 years ago, before his life went to shit! The guy he likes is still alive, so are his sect members-

Oh, and his Shizun isn’t dead anymore, he supposed.

Either way, he swore to turn his fate around, ensure his crush doesn’t die in this life, and get back at everyone who had wronged him in his first life! Especially that darn Shizun who he hates the most!

Now that you know what the story is about, what is the story like?

2ha has your blueprint regression story beginning. Mo Ran dies bitterly in his first life, regresses, and swears to annihilate all his adversaries while aiming for a better future. That better future being ensuring his crush stays alive.

You must think that, because of the premise, Mo Ran will use the knowledge of his past life to team up with characters that can help with his goal, have intense scheming face-offs against his adversaries, and eventually find a way to overcome his crush’s death. Right?

Well, you would be wrong!

You see, the events in the second timeline unfurled much differently than the first. And when I said “differently”, I don’t mean “the main character did this, so the other characters did that”. No, I meant “the main character didn’t get to move an inch before something completely sidetracks”.

Usually in regression stories, the main character will narrate what happened in the first timeline and tell the audience how they will counter the events in this new life. In 2ha however, despite being told by Mo Ran about the events of the first timeline, what ended up happening in the current life was straight up different. So, Mo Ran was unprepared and had to deal with the situation differently.

It’s definitely a refresher to see Mo Ran being flustered by the change of events, especially when he’s not written to be a masterclass schemer. He’s not shounen-MC-dumb, but he’s clearly not Sherlock-Holmes-genius. It’s a good balance between being thrown off guard by the unfamiliar situation while also trying to adapt to the new scenario.

So if you had been put off by the idea of a stereotypical regression story, you can rest assured that 2ha subverts this trope. It’s packed with interesting twists and dramatic turns, while displaying compelling characters and rewarding developments. It’s a story that keeps you on the edge of your seat and always wanting to turn to the next chapter!

Since finishing the story, what did I think of the ending?

Obviously, as the finale, the final arc had to be the most dramatic. Many things happened that honestly had me restless and fearful. With how the plot was progressing, I thought the ending would be a downer.

By the final chapter, all I felt was peace and calm. Not the kind of “and they lived happily ever after”, but more of a “and everyone moved on with their lives”. It’s the kind of feeling when a disaster happened, but you got away with your life, so despite the depression, you still found a way to pick yourself up again and overcome the difficulty.

The final arc was one heck of a rollercoaster ride, but the ending was sweet enough that it makes you glad that everyone could live as happily as possible. In a way, it’s bittersweet, in that the bitter memories will now only bring a sweet fondness of bygone past and a hopeful future.

So for readers who don’t like sad/bad endings or open/ambiguous endings, you don’t have to worry as everyone in the story (or at least the important characters) gets some form of closure.

Overall, what are my thoughts on 2ha?

I personally think the story is amazing. It’s a long story, and there’s a lot of drama and angst. However, reaching the end after all the turmoil and agony, I think it’s worth the arduous read and late night binging.

For me, even if some characters are unbearable at the beginning or some times, they’re still ultimately interesting and endearing. Even with the characters I despise, I can understand why they act the way they do. I don’t like them and I certainly don’t suddenly like them just because they’re sympathetic, but the characters are distinct, convincing and not one-dimensional.

The plot progression is exciting but not spontaneous. Every event happened for a reason, and you won’t feel as if something occurred for the shock value. As the story progresses, the puzzle pieces will piece themselves, leaving you wide-eyed with realisation.

The story isn’t fast-paced, but it isn’t draggy either. It dwells on emotional scenes to bring out the rawest feelings, making you explore the minds of the characters. It also concludes each chapter with a hook, resolving one scene while making you curious for the next.

It is a story that captivates your attention while squeezing your heart where it hurts. Definitely a must-read if you’re an angst or drama lover! The ending is worth all the pain and anguish.

What is the moral of the story?

Some common themes I noticed in 2ha include loneliness, anger and resentment, and karma and revenge. There may be other themes, but these are the most prominent ones.

I’ll explore these themes more thoroughly in the future. For now, I want to talk about what we can take away from this story.

I think this line by Xue Meng in the final chapter perfectly encapsulates the overarching message of 2ha.

I’d love to discuss how this line summarises the lesson in the story, but that’ll require me to spoil a lot of important plot points. So instead, I’ll leave this conversation for another day. Now, we’ll move on to the final part of this review!

Any last words for anyone who wants to pick up 2ha?

A fair warning before you begin: You will hate Mo Ran at the start. His attitude towards Chu Wanning, his master and endgame, was very frustrating. Although there were sweet moments, the way he went straight for Shi Mei when he comes into view will probably make you tear your hair out.

Of course, it gets better as the story progresses, but if you don’t like seeing one side of the couple mistreating and misunderstanding the other side, then this story is not for you.

Not to mention, there are triggering themes discussed such as SA and cannibalism. If these topics make you uncomfortable, proceed with caution or reconsider starting the story.

2ha also touched upon subjects like misogyny, dehumanisation, hate campaigns — just a lot of heavy topics that may be distressing if you’re trying to read for fun and not to be reminded of reality.

With all that said, if you can handle a good dose of heartache, I highly recommend this story! It’s amazingly written (in my opinion) with lovable characters and an intriguing plot. I give 2ha 5 stars!

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ll be reading those extra chapters!

[chuckeroo777]

Dungeon Meshi Volume 14 Part 1

Welcome back! It's the final liveblogging session! (Of this series at least. I may do other stuff in the future, and of course I'm going to keep posting Dungeon Meshi stuff.)

I usually don't notice it, but Marcille's white pupils are a little off-putting sometimes. She's still adorable though.

I know Laios is like, dying and stuff, but did we win? That's what's really important here.

Oh yeah, he's here too.

As we'll see in a bit, this escape sequence is totally unnecessary, as the dungeon will just spit everyone up anyway. Still can't wait to see it in anime form though! Also, everyone's sitting in their rare pairs.

Actually speaking of shipping, I find it pretty funny how a while back I was praising the internet for not objectifying Izutsumi, and while that is mostly true, I have stumbled upon a couple exceptions. I find it really funny that all Izutsumi fanart is either adorable creature, or full blown hentai, with no in-between.

I- um. What? How? Good thing they aren't screaming?

I love this joke of how their relationship is treated with the utmost levity despite the audience having zero investment.

Actually, I think I have an explanation. If we jump back to 68 for a second...

Eodio was suffering from a terminal disease. So his body died when leaving the dungeon. The rest of the golden country people weren't affected by this. They were simply kept in stasis by the curse. So now that they've left, they'll start aging again at the natural rate.

I love how that scene with Laios eating the desires was just metaphorical. He was really just going on a total beast mode rampage.

Dang it man, you saved the world just as things were getting good.

And some of you people think Toshiro legitimately hates Laios.

I'm not entirely sure what he thinks everyone is mad about. Is it the fact that he seeming blew it back there? Doesn't really matter when the results were amazing.

Admittedly, that was like, plan C or so, but he did plan for it.

Literally no one is happy about this idea.

This whole panel is gold. Marcille holding Izutsumi back, Holm asserting his veganness, the orcs looking shocked but a little intrigued, Toshiro attempting to strangle Laios but not trying very hard. It's great.

What? I don't have a heterosexual explanation for this series of panels.

I need more fanart of doodle Faligon. She is precious.

Don't be silly, of course he isn't doing this just to see how she tastes. That's only like, 5% of the motivation. Maybe 20% tops.

Good to see the future advisors getting along.

Let's chalk it up in the 'positive' column, and see what happens. Worst case, Laios bought us a few days before the world ends. Again.

Come on, Laios, we just figured out that he hates monsters. Then again, a lot happened since then, so I guess it's understandable that you forgot.

This is such a dumb running joke. I love it.

Remember guys, just because they're hot doesn't mean they aren't guilty of manslaughter, incitement, and human trafficking. Except Fleki. Fleki is cool.

God, I love my idiot children.

Cube steak! My favorite!

Arrives. Drops vegetable wisdom. Leaves. Seriously, did Senshi do that on purpose, or was that a complete coincidence?

Looks like things are going to be okay! Join me in the next post as the feast commences!

[dross-the-fish]

This might be the dumbest question on this blog, but is the motley crew like your AU/fanfic or is it an actual show? Can you also please give me a short summary?

I’m so sorry for asking such dumb questions I just really like your blog and I want to know more😭❤️🫶

It actually started out as a DnD style table top game I made for my friends. I decided to post some of the stuff from it here on tumblr and I'm re-writing it as a fic.

There is a LOT of lore, so I'll try to keep it brief and stick to the broadest points.

It's a goth lit crossover story, it begins with strange events happening all over England. There's an increase in the rat population, clouds of bats fill the sky at night, there are rumors of occult activity. The great detective Sherlock Holmes is called out of retirement to investigate a string of grisly murders and disappears without a trace during the investigation, leaving John Watson to try and find him.

Meanwhile Lawrence Talbot and his best friend Quincey Harker, the son of Jonathan and Mina (dracula) trying to rescue a woman from a wolf attack one night while passing by Baker Street. Lawrence is bitten and the bite is treated by Watson who finds it odd that there are wolves in London as wolves had been extinct in the UK for several centuries at that point and no zoo had reported a missing wolf.

Lawrence feels ill but otherwise fine and goes home thinking he'll sleep it off. Through the bite he contracts the curse of lycanthropy, on his first transformation he kills his entire family. The police investigate but don't connect Larry to the murders. The scene of the crime is a similar state to the one Holmes was investigating when he disappeared leading the newspaper to report the Talbot's as the latest victims of a serial killer at large. Watson questions Larry and Quincey, thinking they may be able to provide him a lead to finding Sherlock and, not knowing who else to trust they reveal Larry's lycanthropy. Watson is skeptical but once it's revealed that Larry is a werewolf he's convinced to help them find the cause of the curse and hopefully a cure.

Their search for a cause and cure leads them to fragments of a strange journal about an allegedly deceased man called Henry Jekyll who's own story seems to loosely mirror a werewolf curse and while trying to break into Jekyll's abandoned lab thinking his serum may have been the source of the curse they run into an unsavory character, Edward Hyde. Edward is at first, unhelpful, but once he realizes Lawrence Talbot is from a wealthy family he offers to help, stating that he knows a few things about Henry Jekyll and can get them access to his research in exchange for a place to stay and some money. Watson is mistrustful and advises the boys not to reveal Larry's condition to Edward until he proves himself an ally. At first Edward plans to mooch off of them for awhile, steal their money and disappear but once they figure out that Jekyll and Hyde are the same person they get him to agree to research Larry's condition and develop a cure derived from Hyde's serum.

Their continued investigation and search for Sherlock and a cure for Larry lead them to all kind of places and they start to assemble a group, picking up the Frankenstein creature and the Phantom of the Opera along their way.

It's eventually revealed that vampires, lead by Dracula have set up a society in England with the intention of taking over. Dracula is working for and with other villains from gothic literature like Dorian Gray, Carmilla, Imhotep the mummy, Dr Moreau, and Griffin the invisible man. Most of whom have sold or are in the process of selling their souls in Faustian contracts to Mephistopheles (Dorian's portrait physically is one). The crew's quest to find Sherlock and cure Larry turns into a bid to save the UK and possibly all of the world from team Dracula and Mephistopheles's machinations.

[blistering-typhoons]

Okay, so I watched one or two Rathbone Holmes stories back in high school and decided I didn't like Nigel Bruce, but I've also seen you talking positively about the Rathbone Holmes movies/ episodes. If you're willing, can you say why you like them and/ or which you would recommend starting on? Is it a series to watch in broadcast order, or are they more stand-alone? Which ones are your favorite? I want to give it a second chance.

hiya, thanks for the ask :D adding a cut here cuz this post got realllyyy outta hand- so so sorry xD

I wanna preface by saying that I totally get the frustration of Nigel Bruce Watson- as much as I've come to care for this portrayal, there are still moments of disappointment? I feel? Mostly once you see all the potential in him before it gets unceremoniously dumbed down for the sake of comedy, and it can be trying sometimes, but I've learned to breeze past those moments and! There are definitely movies where he shines brighter than others! In the end, you may warm up to him or you may not, but I fully commend you on taking another chance :D

I did not really start off in broadcast order (my ass still hasn't seen rathbone and bruce's HOUN- bloody disgraceful lmao) and mostly watched in order of vibes, which seems to have worked out alright xD

I started off with Scarlet Claw, and after rewatching it this morning, I feel like it's an alright place to start! It's a good sort of mystery and there was enough element of equal partnership to get me invested in Holmes and Watson. But, I'd say it's still pretty lukewarm, enjoy it as I do, so to compound this long ass post lemme throw a list at you real quick of rathbone movies i strongly recommend-

The Pearl of Death:

Starting off with Pearl of Death not only for the 'Watson gathers the braincells' quality but because it's one of the genuine classics in the series- a brilliantly crafted movie from start to finish, and in my opinion, one of the better shot ones. This one is a good start, it's a bit slow in some places, but it's a good, neutral film that showcases I think some of the more concrete themes and brilliancy of the movies.

House of Fear:

I honestly dunno if I'm biased about this one, but it is genuinely one of my favourite movies of all time. It's the very second one I watched, and it's still in my nighttime viewing collection- I fall asleep watching this movie, which is a compliment I swear. Watson has a more active role, is genuinely trying his best for most of the runtime and falls more in line with 'genuine failure to succeed' more than just 'bungled it up for a gag'. It's a really, really excellent mystery and I adore Holmes and Watson's dynamic throughout- 10/10, freaking banger movie.

Pursuit to Algiers:

Then, of course, the Big Daddy herself- Pursuit to Algiers. This one falls less in line with a mystery (our baddies become pretty clear at one point) and more suspense, but man is that a good thing. The dang thing takes place on a boat for most of it, Holmes and Watson are attached to eachother like pairbonded shelter dogs and have the most balanced, affectionate of interactions, Watson gets to sing! And not to give away any spoilers (yeah shush, i know the movie's old) but a particular plot point happens in this movie and as a result, Nigel Bruce gets to do a genuinely heartbreaking piece of acting- seriously, there is a shot where he goes out onto the deck, completely silent of music and just looks out into the ocean that still has me unwell even after all this time. Goofy moments still happen in the movie, but they feel more organic, and overall there is a wonderfully grounded approach to Watson here- he's still silly, but it's a fun silly, and a silly that Holmes indulges in with him. The depth of affection between these two is ASTOUNDING in this movie, bloody unhinged behaviour. Great movie, do watch it :D

I'd say those three are, at least in my opinion, the best of the best! I do enjoy the others, but I think it best to venture into those once an affection has been developed, they do strain the patience a bit at times I'm afraid. (And it goes without saying, some of the movies have a definite propaganda vibe to them, which is charming sometimes and sometimes just grating, really depends on the day i think- none of the three movies listed above fall under this category though- and the of course, general warning for all the really poorly aged 1940s stuff, but you know that :>)

Except The Spider Woman. In really the bluntest of terms, fuck that movie, all my homies hate The Spider Woman, do NOT watch it (i'm only half joking, oh god its so bad)

Anyways, uh, sorry lmao-

I really must thank you for letting me put this incredibly useless knowledge to use, I'm so goddamn sorry it came out in this absolute massive scrawl- I wish you all the luck in your rathbone holmes adventure, and I hope you have an illuminating time either way it goes for you :D

[nowiamcoveredinyou]

Hello! May I request 3+26 from the indulgence list for Sherlock?

"Rule my heart"

Sherlock x reader

Warnings:- age gap!

Word count:- 2257

A/n:- your request was interesting. I enjoyed writing it. I hope you like it too💗. Also I included cricket (again) can't help but push my favourite sport everywhere I get the chance too.

Prompt list !

"I know darling" I answered on my phone as I sat at the dining table with my breakfast. It's my ultimate routine to call my boyfriend in the morning, before he's out for office and with all the "love you", "you're mine", "darling" he says another thing everyday "your roommate is really good with the violin". Which is the utmost truth of all. While I call my boyfriend Lucas, my roommate Mr Sherlock Holmes spends time with his violin. The wise detective of Baker Street, cold to everyone, only we his friends know what a warm heart he has got. Friend I say, however in my heart I know, he's more to me, have always been. Yet he's fifteen years older than me, perhaps he wouldn't find such a younger girl like me to be his companion, partner... Let alone wife. I am a believer of marriage so it was better for me and him to go as we can, Lucas is my chance to have the dream marriage I want. He's almost my age, three years older, perfect husband material, caring and funny, but then Sherlock is also funny, caring, protective of me. That's where I get stuck everytime, every good thing I find in Lucas, is good to me because it's present in my roommate.

"Your roommate... Is he alright?" Came from the other end of the phone, I was brought back from my train of thoughts.

"Huh.. wh-what? Sherlock? He seems fine, I guess" I replied.

"His music... It isn't... Like everyday" he said, that's when I observed yes, he seems to be unable to concentrate. He's getting stuck, repeating, making mistakes, unlike other days flawless music. Even if sometimes he makes mistakes he handles them well, well enough for no one to know. He'd come to me later and confess, "remember during the time of the music of that note, I hit a wrong note, I hope no one realised".

It was surprising to listen to him today, "might be a stressful case Lucas" I replied.

"Hmm.. perhaps, anyway gotta go" saying so we hung up with a "love you" to eachother. After the call I called my roommate, "Sherlock, come and have your breakfast".

He hummed which was almost inaudible, but the sound of him putting down his violin confirmed he's on his way, he has to be reminded all the time to eat. He came and sat on the chair obediently.

"What was up with your violin Sherlock?" I asked pouring him his tea.

"It was awful wasn't it?" He replied softly taking a biscuit and dipping in his tea.

"No" I said laughing softly to make him feel less bad for the... Well, bizzare tune today, "it happens when you're anxious, stressed, hard to control the stressful thoughts." I stated my reasoning, "I understand it... Entirely."

He stared at me, wonder what was so thrilling in me munching my biscuit.

"You said you're dumb" he said.

"Am I not? I think I am" I replied sipping my tea.

"You deduced me, me!" He emphasised the word 'me' "and you say you're dumb?"

"Well, this was easy perhaps" I said giggling like an idiot because I loved the compliment coming from the wisest man in, I dare say, the whole country.

"Wish you saw yourself the way I do" said he and sipped all his tea at once, like what I did.

"You're stressed then ? Work pressure?" I asked, playing with the handle of my cup, admiring his matured features, matured frown, may I say matured immaturity too?

"Not exactly" he said, thinking, "it's... I'm not sure actually." He tried to come up with an answer. I always wrap my arms around his neck when he's upset, or stressed. I love it because I love him, who cares for me, brings me my favourite junk food and holds my hand while walking. Lucas does so, sometimes, doesn't feel the same though.

I got up and wrapped my arms around his neck, "aww, you'll be fine" I said leaning on his head, which was a successful attempt of making him laugh.

"You know how to make me laugh don't you?" He said caressing the back of my palm.

"Seems like I do Sherlock." I said, with no hurry to let go off him.

Our moments of silence is even comfortable than any useless chatting. Eventhough I'm the chatter in the house and he's the Listener. I wonder why can't I feel this sort of comfort with Lucas? He's nice... I guess, a bit "don't do that, don't do this, your books are boring, read mine" but that's okay.

"Lucas gets the same affection from you, lucky guy" his voice broke the silence.

"But you do too" I replied, only if you knew I would love to give all of my affection to you, but you're older and perhaps I'm too young for you, you don't have any romantic feelings for any woman you met, some of them are beautiful, same age, smart, even his friend Molly is also smart. Why would you think of me if they can't win you.

"He'll get all, for all his life" he said. Yes because... I can't believe I'm actually marrying Lucas, so perhaps that makes me his fiance.

"You'll attend it okay" I said letting go off him, the thought of marrying Lucas was... Well... Overwhelming.

"You know my thoughts on m-marriages" he replied taking his cup to the sink. And ofcourse I do, that's why I have to try to love someone. Because you... You... Nevermind.

"It'd just make me happy to have my fr-friend" the word stuck, friend?

"Friend" he said washing his cup, when did he learn all these? Oh wait he always does the dishes, since I came because he thinks I'm too young for it, even for doing the dishes... Forget about love.

"Yes friend " I replied "My friend... You ... To be a part of this joyous event."

He nodded, he agreed I hoped. Later that evening Lucas took me to a cafe, he talked about himself all the time, he's a fine looking guy and I've always dreamt myself with such a guy, but all the time I was with him I thought of Sherlock. Later as I came home I found the flat... Messy. Scattered papers, test tubes here and there and the detective smoking?

"Sherlock!" I furiously entered and took away the ciggerate, "you promised me not to ever smoke."

"I'm sorry " he said raising himself a bit, "I couldn't control."

"Please don't tell me you took... Those things that you used to take" the thought of him being a junkie again horrified me.

"I didn't" he said.

"What happened to you today?" I can't help but yell, it's hard to see the man child, the beautiful man like this, "why are you acting like this?"

"Nevermind" he said, "how was the date with Lucas?"

His cross question infuriated me. I couldn't help but let my eyes get teary, couldn't help any longer but speak the truth, "awful".

To this he looked concerned, he stood up from his chair and came a few steps toward me,

"Have always been like this, forced, awful, ridiculous to even try to love him".

The tears of rage fell and he, I bet never saw me like this, yes he's calmed me down from exam frustration, work stress, family fights but this..."couldn't you deduce I'm not happy with him?"

He stayed quite, just pulled me to him, cupped my cheeks and kissed my forehead. I closed my eyes wondering, perhaps I'm just a platonic adorable friend, otherwise those lips would've touched my lips.

"Lucas is a bit self absorbed." He said.

I stared at him, he knew?

"You knew it? He's not... Why didn't you say me?"

"Because he's exactly the kind of guy you like, remember when you came to my flat first time, and we started talking, you turned the TV on and watched cricket, that became our favourite 'us time', I learnt the whole sports from you-"

"Yet can't tell if it's a run out before the DRS" I interrupted and that made him giggle a bit.

"Guess that's a bit... Left to learn" he had difficulty to form sentences, "you told me about your favourite cricketer and every guy you had a crush on? Dated? I saw a pattern there, they looks similar with beard and specs, young, handsome, Lucas is all that. I thought you were happy to get to marry such a guy".

"Oh yeah" I said with a mocking laugh, not directed to him but my said thought,

"I assumed the same" gained some strength to finally say, "but he doesn't love me the way y.."

I stopped myself before I said too much.

"Is there a particular way to love?" Asked the detective.

"Oh?" He? He's talking of love? "What do you even know of love?"

He was taken aback, he's perhaps never seen me acting like this to him yet he replied, "to care for, to adore, to respect, wanting to be close to the person, to give her all she'll ever want, to ..." He smiled as he thought of more points this time, "listen to her.. nonsense in her words, to see her childlike amazement hearing and seeing my adventures, her.. leaning on my chest while I caress her, I think to me that's love."

I stayed quiet, because that's all me, we do such stuffs.

"And I think love is simple, joyous, intimate, and another word that you say alot...cute" he said "I am not such a man, to do all these things, to love someone... cutely, I'm a cold detective who abhors romance, I'm not the romantic type and -"

"But all the things you said is love.." I interrupted, "you and I... We.."

He was stunned perhaps, he thought and said, "I... "

He couldn't yet believe, he actually,

"you love me? You said all those stuffs remembering us Sherlock?"

Sherlock was still thinking... Is he confused about how he feels or...

"Yes ... Oh my... Yes" he said with utter excitement, pacing around the floor, "I love you... Alot... Alot... You didn't know? Come on! You're smarter than that. You knew it."

"I never ... I thought I'm too young for you"

"Or I... Too old for you?"

"Never, I love you, have always loved you." I said as I ran to embrace him. He hugged me back tightly, and we both cried in joy. But...

"I'm engaged Sherlock " I said and his grip around me loosened.

"Your hand may be promised to him, you may marry him, doesn't change the fact that I love you and-" he stopped but his grip got tighter. I thought he was nervous of his vulnerability so I said,

"And I love you, I worried about our age gap, yes you're different than my type but I love you, I can't pretend anymore, truth is I don't love Lucas " I thought he'd say something but to our horror a third voice uttered,

"It was all a joke then" Sherlock... That's why he stopped and hugged me tightly, this time I turned,

"Lucas!" He was at the door, "wha-what are you doing here?"

"I see" he said, "not a good timing, my father thought you'd love these pastries, white forests so he..."

"She hates that pastry, black forest... That's what she likes" Sherlock clarified, and he was right, "still don't know her likes and dislikes, was about to Marry her?"

"How will he?" I said before Lucas could, "he only talks, never listens or observes."

"Cheated on me" he said, "now being a big mouth".

"She never did, I.. we never did" said Sherlock, "until tonight we never thought the other loved us".

"Lucas" I went to him, whatever he is, he was my boyfriend and I too feel guilty for loving someone else pretending when it's him, "I'm sorry, I... We are sorry, we love eachother."

"He's older...alot older than you" Lucas said.

"I don't care" I replied.

"Neither do I" Sherlock said.

Lucas looked at us, fuming and with a nod he left. We stood quietly not knowing what to say until I said,

"You listened to your heart?"

"Right time, right situation, right person... Makes you listen to it... The heart" answered Sherlock that made us, both giggle.

The day Lucas and I was to get married, I did get married infact but to Sherlock. That day he didn't acted like himself, he confessed because it was hard to keep all the love he had for me in his heart. And here we are... The ones that are supposed to be. And age gap? Barely matters doesn't it? Especially when your man says on the wedding day, "look I never trusted anyone with my heart. And here... I give you the power to save it, to break it, to heal it. You can do any of these or all three for I don't care as much as you rule my heart. Even getting Hurt from you, even, is my pride."

P.s.:- I'm making a tag list! If anyone wants to be included do let me know in the comments.

[jell0buss-37]

My Peter B headcannons!

General HCs, however I will take requests for different HCs (only for Headcannons rn though 👀)

He's a reporter rather than a physicist in his universe.

He was probably more of a jock type, who knew more about sports. When he got bitten he got more active, but never played any team sports because he was still scared of his bullies.

He had asthma before he was bitten.

He loves the color blue, but specifically navy blue.

Loves classic rock, but like 70s sort of classic rock, so definitely more of a Kinks, Rolling Stones, Queen sorta fan.

In his Universe, Harry was his Green Goblin.

He's very emotional.

He is a HUGE horror movie buff.

Is actually a very big bookworm, especially mystery books. Growing up he was a big Sherlock Holmes fan.

His parents were actually alive, but they couldn't take care of him, and so they sent him to live with his Aunt and uncle when he was 5.

He's actually from Nebraska.

He's not a fan of his birthday, so he never makes a big deal about it.

Also gets butthurt when nobody makes a big deal about it.

His universes Gwen was actually a babysitter he had a fat crush on when he was 9. She was 8 years older than him.

He likes funny women, it makes his stomach flip whenever a spunky woman can joke with him.

More of a grease monkey than a lab rat, however he somehow is and actual whizz when it comes to many subjects. Except for Arts of any sort. He actually is not creative at all.

He has the most useless facts stored in his head, it can literally be the most out of pocket thing ever, and yet doesn't know basic things.

"Did you know that Pelicans can pull their spines through their unhinged jaws to cool off?" ".... Peter wha-"

"What do pelicans eat?" "Idk, broccoli?"

He can't sing or dance for the life of him.

But he can play the harmonica

And he likes colorful drinks. Alcoholic drinks or not.

That and Root Beer

An absolute Mug Root beer fiend

Also really good at video games, doesn't matter what game, he picks it up so fast

Looks like big dumb, but really that's just him not caring.

Has a fear of Michael Cera.

"Where are his eyebrows???"

Is literally just Nick Miller, actually.

He's a cat dad

His cat's name is Tyler

"I am sick of Tyler just jumping into the shower and getting freaked out and scratching me-" "Woah, WHAT?? Like your roommate!?" "No. My cat. Why would my roommate attack me-"

Uses punctuation when he texts so you can never tell what tone he's using when he texts

'omw now want me to get u smth from the store'

'No. Drive safe.' (so menacing???)

Has a Ned in his universe that is his office buddy at the Daily Bugle

Ned is an intern and he and Peter have horror movie marathons, and he is also an artist

Peter can't drive. Also he's literally Spiderman so that doesn't matter anyway. But if you ask him, he will not know how to drive. He fixes cars, doesn't drive them.

Never went to college, but got a degree in quantum physics online

That and a wedding licence as spiderman. He thought it'd be funny if Spider-Man could officiate weddings

Is actually scared of kids until Miles

After Miles, he is so good with kids

In his mind

Is writing his own book about a detective from New Orleans (iykyk)

Is Irish-Italian

Likes Baseball a lot because it reminds him of his Uncle Ben

His universe doesn't have reality TV

He's also a DM for Ned's DND group

Totally LARPs, but doesn't admit it

Doesn't like Apple sauce and hasn't eaten it since he was 8 because he ate too much of it and threw it up

Genuinely loves his friends interests, and will genuinely try them out or watch whatever it is they like so they can gush together or debate

Has a barber shop he goes to where he just talks with the old men there, he's been going since he was 12 because Uncle Ben took him

Can Bake really good and sew because of May

He actually asked her to teach him these skills

Has a dream to live in the Oscar Meyer Weiner mobile one day

[asherloki]

Christmas and us

Sherlock x reader

Fluff!

Part one, part 3

"Rosie liked it" I said breaking the silence that surrounded Sherlock and myself. It was two in the morning, John went to sleep with his daughter. Her face was priceless seeing those colours that Sherlock and I bought. John, too was pretty happy after receiving the beautiful Parker pen Sherlock and I gave him. 'The army doctor needs a good pen' Sherlock said while buying it. Mrs Hudson was off to sleep too, hope she liked the cup set, I insisted on giving her that. She smiles at everything, you can't quite tell if she's happy or just pretending.

"don't worry" replied Sherlock, "Mrs Hudson adored it" ofcourse he deduced what I was thinking.

"hmm I hope" I answered, stealing a glance at eachother we smiled. Then again we turned at the window looking at the sky.

"it's pretty cold tonight " I said walking towards Sherlock's chair, "come here" gesturing him to come with me I sat on his chair.

"may I have a bit of space here?" he asked with the sweetest smile. Giving him another in return I moved to give him some space to sit.

"comfy enough?" I asked, he sat and wrapped me in his arms and replied,

"very much, but..." there was a but? I looked at him asking,

"but?"

"did you open the present I got you?"

"I haven't opened any of that, wait I'll get it" I got up and took the present he brought for me, "SO EXCITED" I tried to expression my excitement as much as possible.

Little by little I started to unwrap the present "oh g-"

to my surprise it was the most precious gift one can ever give me, "you just did not buy me a freaking pair of diamond earrings" I said, wanting to pinch myself to believe.

"yet here it is" answered Sherlock, "do you like them?"

I was even more surprised by the question, "hold on" I put off my earrings that I was wearing and wore the ones he gave, "Ta-Da, how do I look?"

His eyes sparkled in the almost dark living room, the fireplace lit dimly, the only light that shown brightly was the fairy ones.

"beautiful" he said, as if whispered. I stared at him, feeling at unesse, guilty, fucked up if I dare say so. Remembering how this man spent his hard earned money on me and how I often neglect him. You know I often prioritise my friends, my needs, my wants before this flesh and blood man.

"you okay?" he asked with concern, perhaps my face said how I was feeling.

"Sherlock?" I called, in order to confess.

"yes my dear?" he replied.

"I'm a terrible wife, I would be the worst mother if we have kids, I'm also not a good daughter, I'm also not a good enough friend, I'm everything I said, greedy too perhaps, not of money, but attention, that I neglect you, but I love you Sherlock Holmes, for all the lovers I ever had, you're the only one that loved me back, perhaps more that I deserve".

He stayed silent, maybe it took him some time to process what I just said,

"my love" he replied, "everything you said is a very harsh self criticism, to say the least. That being said, I'm the one who judges whether someone is worthy of my love or not. You are worthy of it, my dear, more than you can imagine. You're not perfect, but no matter how much you feel lack, you're still the most extraordinary person in my eyes."

I knew not what to say, 'the dumb girl and the detective ' was the headline of the paper when he married me, 'the stupid painter' people pointed at me when we walked hand in hand. Yet he never for once felt ashamed of me.

"well" I said changing the atmosphere into a bit cheerful one, "I am the most beautiful person you've ever seen after all".

He too smiled at my comment, "certainly, as I've been saying since day one."

He said it since the week we met,

"you barely liked me" he said, "did you?"

"well" I replied, "yes it took me time, who knew the man I rolled my eyes at seeing for the first time will be the exact same person sitting with me here in this sofa as my bloody husband ".

He laughed, and his laughrer rang in the flat. I let him laugh for some time, he looked happy.

"Sherlock, it's really late, let us go and sleep " I said getting up.

"okay " he said and then stopped, "one minute ".

I looked at him curiously doing something on his phone, "a bit of music doesn't hurt".

He played 'love story' lightly so no one wakes up.

"care to join for a dance?" he offered raising his hand to catch mine. With a soft giggle I held his stretched out hand and we swayed with the rhythm of the song, softly singing to ourselves "it's a love story baby just say 'yes'".

[mariana-oconnor]

Thor Bridge pt 1

Marvel has officially ruined everything because all I can think of at this title is

Big intro spiel from Watson today. Lots of stories he isn't going to tell us.

The following narrative is drawn from my own experience.

On the contrary, I found that he had nearly finished his meal, and that his mood was particularly bright and joyous, with that somewhat sinister cheerfulness which was characteristic of his lighter moments.

Watson: Holmes was eating and happy, this creeped me out.

"...we may discuss it when you have consumed the two hard-boiled eggs with which our new cook has favoured us."

New cook? What happened to Mrs Hudson? I thought she did the cooking.

And apparently Holmes has to throw shade about their taste in literature... or rather the timing of their literary entertainments.

I hope it was a good story.

“You have heard of Neil Gibson, the Gold King?” he said.

No, but if he doesn't wear gold all the time - an entire suit of gold - I will be very disappointed.

What on earth does 'the interesting personality of the accused' mean? I assume we will find out, but that's a peculiar little phrase to throw in there.

"This man is the greatest financial power in the world, and a man, as I understand, of most violent and formidable character. He married a wife, the victim of this tragedy, of whom I know nothing save that she was past her prime, which was the more unfortunate as a very attractive governess superintended the education of two young children."

So Gold King is a dickhead and quite possibly the actual murderer.

“Well, in the first place there is some very direct evidence. A revolver with one discharged chamber and a calibre which corresponded with the bullet was found on the floor of her wardrobe.”

By 'direct evidence' you mean 'entirely circumstantial and very probably planted'.

"Then the dead woman had a note upon her making an appointment at that very place and signed by the governess."

Really fucking dumb of her to lure her to the crime scene, take the weapon away but leave the note that had lured her there. And to put the murder weapon in her own room.

"Finally there is the motive. Senator Gibson is an attractive person. If his wife dies, who more likely to succeed her than the young lady who had already by all accounts received pressing attentions from her employer?"

...does she want his pressing attentions? Nothing about that sentence indicates that she reciprocated his advances or encouraged them. You have established him as a violent and unpleasant man - a side of him she'd probably see, living in the house - and sure there's a chance she's in it for the money and doesn't care that he's terrible, but also... he's terrible. More likely she turned him down and he decided to eliminate both of the women he hated in one fell swoop.

"On the contrary, she had to admit that she was down near Thor Bridge—that was the scene of the tragedy—about that hour."

“Mr. Gibson is coming. Mr. Gibson is my employer. I am manager of his estate. Mr. Holmes, he is a villain—an infernal villain.”

More evidence that Mr Gibson is a terrible person. But can we believe Mr Bates?

"She was a creature of the tropics, a Brazilian by birth, as no doubt you know.” “No, it had escaped me.” “Tropical by birth and tropical by nature. A child of the sun and of passion. She had loved him as such women can love, but when her own physical charms had faded—I am told that they once were great—there was nothing to hold him."

There's a lot to unpack there. The racism. The misogyny. The ageism. The racist misogynistic ageism.

The thing about scared employees reporting on their bosses is that they don't want to be caught by said bosses.

The thing about frauds trying to frame other people is that they don't want to be caught by the people they are framing.

Although so far everything Mr Bates has said corroborates what Holmes said at the beginning of the story, albeit with more... racism (Holmes actually was a little misogynistic and ageist, but I glossed over it).

...then with a masterful air of possession he drew a chair up to my companion and seated himself with his bony knees almost touching him.

“What were the exact relations between you and Miss Dunbar?” The Gold King gave a violent start and half rose from his chair. Then his massive calm came back to him. “I suppose you are within your rights—and maybe doing your duty—in asking such a question, Mr. Holmes.”

Huh... that's like an actually reasonable response to the question. Initial outrage at the rudeness of it, then tempered with understanding that the facts are required.

Huh.

I sprang to my feet, for the expression upon the millionaire's face was fiendish in its intensity, and he had raised his great knotted fist.

Ah, there's the violence we were promised.

"You're like a surgeon who wants every symptom before he can give his diagnosis.”

You mean... a competent one?

"Well, the stakes are down and the reserve open, and you can explore where you will. What is it you want?” “The truth.”

You can tell he's American because he's talking in American, see?

And don't we all, Holmes. Don't we all.

But alas, the truth will have to wait.

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Meeting Aaron Dismuke & John Barrowman (ComicCon)

Okay, SO! I just got home from ComicCon. First of all, yes. I did, in fact, get a chance to meet Aaron Dismuke - Tamaki, Lucifer, Professor Moriarty, and more. First of all, MY GOD THE MAN IS TALL. O_O Second of all, he was absolutely darling. Even before I got to him, I learned how nice he was: two young ladies wanted a picture and autograph, but the card reader at his booth was malfunctioning. He told them, very sincerely, that if he couldn’t get the card reader working in a short time, he’d let them have their signatures and pics for free. (That did not happen; they got the device working again...oooonly for it to malfunction once more immediately after. Go figure. :P ) In fact, multiple times during my encounter with him, he pointed out that he felt the prices for the convention were MUCH too high.  Once I did meet him...it only got so much better. I asked him what his favorite part of playing William in MTP was...and he got so excited he SLAMMED the book I’d brought for him to sign shut before going into this spiel about everything he loved about the show. I may be paraphrasing slightly, but I think it went like this... “So, when I was a teenager, I actually had this fantasy - I used it for a school paper - about how, if someone were to kill the ten richest people in the world, and then keep doing that every month...what would happen? How would the world be better or worse? Would this eventually lead to a better place? William’s ‘Eat the Rich’ Philosophy isn’t EXACTLY the same, but it tapped into that old fantasy, and so it was actually more personal for me. Plus, I really love his attitude: anger is actually an emotion I don’t find easy in my repertoire - I don’t really get angry much in real life, I don’t think - and it was interesting to play a character who, no matter what happened, NEVER gets angry. Or, you know, never EXHIBITS how angry he is. He keeps everything level. Plus, it’s a classic character from some classic stories, so that was just cool!” After all this, he signed my book (”Catch Me If You Can, Mr. Holmes.” - A. Dismuke, Moriarty) and then I decided to be a bit more daring. I asked him if it would be allowed for me to take a video recording of him saying that same famous line. He responded that it was allowed, but he would have to charge me for it. “How much?” “I don’t know, the price is probably dumb...tell you what. For you? Thirty dollars.” I SLAPPED THOSE BILLS DOWN, BOI. He then asked for me to put my phone in selfie mode, and proceeded to record not only him saying the lines, but an almost two-minute spiel of him talking about the dialect and how he actually had to change his pronunciation of “Holmes” slightly during the show, because apparently someone joked that the way he said that name “sounded like a Minecraft character.” I sure as heck wasn’t gonna stop him.  THEN, we took the picture...and in the past, people I’ve taken photos with at the Con usually just sort of smile for the camera. There’s nothing wrong with that, naturally, I wouldn’t ask for otherwise. But he actually wanted to do something special, so he came up with us posing with him reading the manga, while myself - in costume and character as Holmes - peered at the book through my magnifying glass. He and the person taking the photo cracked up and we had to take the picture a second time because it came out all blurry the first time. XD TO TOP ALL THAT OFF...later, I passed by his booth, and he was still there. I called out to him: “Professor! We meet again!” He bowed. BOWED, I SAY! Naturally, I am elated by all of that. (Also, I still have more to share, but I’m putting a Keep Reading at this point because I think meeting Dismuke is the part you all want to know most about, and this is clearly going to be a long post. LOL)

SO...Aaron Dismuke wasn’t the only person I met today. I also got to meet John Barrowman - Jack Harkness from Doctor Who & Torchwood, Raoul from Phantom of the Opera, Merlyn from Arrow, etc. For him, I brought along a DVD collection of all the episodes for the 9th and 10th Doctors - those were the seasons Jack appeared in.  This encounter was much shorter, but it was still no less enjoyable. He was also amazing; he talked to everyone in line as if they were people he’d met before, and was well-acquainted with, no matter who they were, what they were dressed as, etc. When I got up to him and asked for his signature, I also asked him, “what’s a role you’ve always wanted to play that you haven’t yet?” He paused then responded: “To be honest, I don’t think about that. See, if it’s a role I’ve always wanted to play, then that would mean it’s a role that already exists, and that somebody else has already done before. And there’s nothing wrong with that, but what I REALLY love most is playing a character who is completely new, and being able to bring my own originality into the part.” An interesting philosophy I found both noble and unique. Then came the pictures...and yes, pictures, because he took four of them. We took one of us just smiling for the camera, then another of the same (”just to be safe”), then a “sassy” picture (I looked more...weird than sassy, ha ha), and finally a “silly and ugly” picture. All around awesome. <3 Beyond those meetings, lots of fun was otherwise had. Bought a lot of cool goodies from the shops (nothing anime-related, so not sure how much of it you guys would be interested in; might share more info there with friends in private), and I took a lot of photos of some really cool costumes. A lot of people really liked my Sherlock Holmes cosplay, I was surprised and happy to find! One encounter I MUST share before I close this message out: right after meeting both Dismuke and Barrowman, I ran into a cosplayer...of William!  “Professor!” I called out. “What are the odds?” I think they were even more happy to see Holmes than I was to see Moriarty! They were with a couple of non-costumed friends, who commented that they hadn’t expected to meet any other Moriarty fans there...and then asked to confirm if I was one. I responded by pulling out my copy of the manga from my bag. This only got them more excited, and they remarked, “You must be so ready to meet Aaron Dismuke!” I grinned and revealed I’d already gotten the autograph. I’m pretty sure the squeal they let out might have broken the sound barrier.  We took a photo with each other, each holding our copy of the manga’s first volume. Of all the people I took photos with/of that day - from comic book characters, to My Hero Academia cosplays, to the Addams Family, to Alice in Wonderland characters, to Scooby-Doo, to the 11th Doctor, AND STILL MANY MORE...that was by far the most joyous. “I mark this day with a white stone.”

[plantdad-dante]

Book #133 - The Sentence Is Death by Anthony Horowitz

(why aren't you reading the first one- because I didn't know, and because by the time I realized, I was already convinced that this was, gods willing, the only Anthony Horowitz book I would ever read. Jesus fucking Christ.)

The completely misguided, ego-high idiocy of writing a fictionalized version of yourself into an at-least five part detective series in which you position yourself as bargain-bin, cringe-fail Watson..... I can't with this. I'm sorry. I know, dear internet, calling something cringe is judgemental and we should think more about how we use that word, but this. this is cringe, to me. of the highest order.

Reading this was like travelling into a parallel universe conceived by an "apolitical" light conservative that has no time left for compassion because he's busy licking cop boot.

This book actively wants me to believe that two Met officers were fired because a suspect fell down some stairs while in custody. A suspect, by the way, that would under no circumstances win sympathy in the court of public opinion. There would not be public outcry here. The news and the world would register it and shrug. Or cheer, even. And pushing a suspect down the stairs while on the way down anyway can be framed so easily as an accident that the cops would almost have to go out of their way to admit guilt. So they would have to actively choose a mountain of paperwork, losing two staffmembers and a full admittance of guilt on their part.... over shrugging and moving on. Like, sorry to tell you, Tony, but that's not how cops work. That's not how the Met works. That's not how anything works.

Especially since they now apparently keep running back to Hawthorne to solve their cases for them, so you mean to tell me that the cops fired their bestest smartestest boy by a country mile - for shoving someone? And like, I googled the sequels, and apparently the guy didn't even die?? So what the exact fuck are you doing here.

Btw, the distilled misogyny of writing a feminist literary fiction author into your story and then reveal her to earn most of her money by writing some truly repugnant, bad, shlock Fantasy books, the contents of which go against everything she believes and stands for, under a male pseudonym? Disgusting. Literary fiction doesn't sell well, fine. She wanted to write a money-maker. Also fine. There are other ways to do that than badly trying to imitate Game Of Thrones. And I'm sorry, but she is not dumb enough not to realize that. Writing "Doomworld", from what this book told me about it, seems like it would be a kind of self-flagilation for her, and I don't see any reason why she would resort to that when better options are available. Like writing Fantasy that's actually good, for example. And to then write it that this series is hugely successful... are you joking. (Also, the "excerpt" the book gives us is the most repulsive thing I may have ever read and attributing that to Akira is a disgusting and shitty thing to do, on every level.)

Lastly, I don't want to speculate which parts of Hawthorne's bigotry are weaponized bigotry and which parts are truly held beliefs, because in my mind differentiating the two is kinda splitting hairs. But his homophobia seems to actually be sincere and, as far as I can tell, the book wants me to see it as a hook into that traumatic past which he definitely has. Because of course there needs to be a reason why someone's homophobic, obviously they are traumatized in some way! A bigot that's a bigot because they just never bothered to learn how to face their fellow man with compassion? Impossible! Again, Tony, baby girl. No. Not how people function.

Beyond that, it's just the wooden, lifeless writing style and a veritable mountain of unnecessary bullshit that slowed the pace to snail standards. Did I really need to know about the book club with the incorrect opinions on Sherlock Holmes? Did I? (Although I do actually believe that people who honestly think that BBC Sherlock is enjoyable to watch would not find enjoyment in ACD's books, so I guess points for accuracy.) Also,  he is sort of taking credit for a thing Agatha Christie came up with. And blowing his own horn the whole time... he's completely unaware that I don't give a shit about him, or a TV show I've never even heard of before, or how successful he is or how he and his wife split their office..... Like, honey, you're boring. Don't act like you don't know.

(Btw, I don't know if it gets explained in the first book, but do we ever learn why Hawthorne wants his work written down and published so badly? Or is this another hook? - Can't be, technically, because this book feels the need to spell all those out and this didn't get a mention, so.... eh?)

I just wanted a modern murder mystery. I just wanted a written puzzle that I could try and crack alongside the detective. I wanted well-done genre shit. Instead I got this. Great. Thanks, Tony, read you never.

[youareinbarbados]

The Head of "State"

When we are reading Ernest Holmes' "Creative Mind", he tells us that "..the WORD destroys anything unlike itself, as all it knows is itself." When correlated with STATEHOOD, it would make a lot of sense. A **State of consciousness** knows only itself, and it's ability to create things from itself.

You cannot inhabit two states at once. This is impossible. You can't be alive AND dead. You can't be happy AND sad. Even things that are said to be "bittersweet", are just when one oscillates RAPIDLY between states. We may change states at the speed of light, but we're never in two places at once. A state will always annihilate another, to replace it. We hear the term "Negative" used a lot, but it's a term that is poorly used and poorly interpreted. It's a loaded term, like the term "feeling". The term NEGATIVE, in this context, has no MORAL or RELATIVE meaning. It means to "Negate." 1 negates -1 and -1 negates 1. Positive, in these terms, is a form of REINFORCING and AFFIRMING.

Example: if I'm poor, POSITIVE speak (relative to my state) would be looking for reasons WHY I'm poor, as to reinforce and solidify that state further. Negative speak, (relative to my state of poverty), would be words of NEGATION, i.e. "I'm actually pretty rich. I always have what I want or need." These ideas will NEGATE my impoverished state of consciousness.

Anyway, states are perpetual, unless acted upon. It's the whole reason SATS is seen as the nuclear weapon of manifestation.It stops one from acting on their own state. Imagine sitting down and being in the state of the wish-fulfilled for 8 hours, without interruption. It seems to be quite a daunting task, given our waking states right ? Work, school, obligations, etc. *"During sleep, man has no free will.." -Neville*. SATs before bed is meditating from our fulfilled desire and falling asleep during our meditation. We then are objectively unconscious, which stops us from compulsively thinking out of the state we desire.

A state is perpetual. It goes on forever, unless compulsively changed. This compulsion is more often than not, the result of our impressions from the objective world. In my last post, I made it clear that your state of consciousness is not in the Objective world. Objectivity is but the mirror that your state reflects off of. However, negative feedback happens when one allows the 3d to reflect onto the state. This is backwards.

*Example*: Your television doesn't create Netflix. Your screen refers to, and merely shows you the contents of the source data. The image is a result of that source data. But what would happen if the the source data referred to THE SCREEN instead of ITSELF for it's data ? The image would freeze and perpetually buffer, with that dumb spinning circle in the middle, forever.

This is what we do. We let the screen dictate the source data. Those of us who've had newborn babies know when a baby is left to cry for long enough, it forgets why it's crying, and cries BECAUSE it's crying. It won't stop until the parent changes it's state for it.

Neville says clearly in two occasions. "You have to be IN it, to activate it"* and that "YOU are the operant power." Looking to your circumstances for statehood is giving the "world of death" the authority to operate LIFE, when it's the other way around. You need to THINK from INSIDE the state you choose. If you think OF the state, you lose it due to the implication that you see it as appart from yourself. If you can see the outside of your house, the implication is that you are not INSIDE it. You can't be inside when you're outside.

"YES I HAVE A CAMERA SET UP OUTSIDE MY HOU--"

*kicks you into a mirror like Charlie Murphy did to Rick James*

THE WORD KNOWS NOTHING OUTSIDE OF ITSELF. THE STATE DOESNT KNOW ANYTHING OTHER THAN WHAT IT IS. STATES ONLY CHANGE IF YOU CHANGE THEM. YOU ARE NOT A STATE. YOUR 3D ISN'T A STATE.

YOU > WHAT TOU CONCEIVE YOUR YOURSELF TO BE (STATE) > YOUR 3D

All you are, is formless awareness. An awareness that conceives itself to be what it chooses. The objective world shows you what you've chosen to be.

2 Corinthians 6:2

"behold, now is the accepted time; behold, now is the day of salvation."

Your I AM knows no time. All you will ever be is what you are NOW.

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Hi Madeline!! Hope you’re having an amazing day! 💜 For your celebration, Happily ever after 👑 for “on the subject of hearts” if you’d like?

hello!!! i hope you are having a wonderfully amazing day as well!! this made me so happy oh my goodness, so without further ado! happily ever after!!

pairing ~ sherlock holmes x f!reader

word count ~ 681

warnings ~ emotional himbo sherlock (as always), slight angst with the happiest ending!! fluff!! (hurt-ish/comfort)

Just because you two admitted your feelings, does not make Sherlock any less of a bumbling idiot when he's around you.

In fact, the idea that he knows your feelings for him makes him just a bit a lot more inept (affectionately) whenever you're near.

Because now you know, you don't just have an inkling or a hunch, you know his feelings for you, and that thought alone is simultaneously the most wonderful and horrifying thing to him.

He's not very well versed on the subject of hearts (hehe), at least not long term or serious things, so he's figuring all this out with you.

Which is also the most simultaneously wonderful and horrifying thing.

You're well aware that Sherlock is well... Sherlock, and he's going to do his own thing sometimes, which you don't mind all that much because Sherlock being Sherlock is partly why you fell for him in the first place.

But you'll catch him frowning at himself sometimes, in moments when him and Mycroft are alone in the parlor and you just know that he said something to him about your relationship.

You might bring him a cup of tea once Mycroft decides to leave, or you might just quietly step into the room and nestle yourself in the corner of the couch opposite of him, regardless, you're there.

It may take him a while to finally break the comfortable silence that you two have, but he eventually does, a sad sort of smile gracing his face, "I don't deserve you."

You want to grab him by his collar and shake him, how could a man so smart be so... dumb? But you don't, you simply take a deep breath in response.

"I don't. I'm a fool for ever thinking I could have you. Mycroft has always been right. It's selfish of me, and-" He huffs, "I'm sorry."

You stare at him for a while, watching his face fall into this lost-puppy expression that would be probably the cutest thing you've ever seen in any other situation (and still kind of is in this one) but now, he can't even meet your eyes, like he's too ashamed to even look at you after his realization.

"Have you ever thought..." You spoke, "Maybe I don't deserve you?"

It's then when he finally looks up at you, his head tilted in confusion as he waits for you to start laughing or tell him this was some sort of strange joke.

You feel the beginnings of a sly smirk appear on your lips when you realize you've gotten his attention, but do your best to hide it as you continue. "Sherlock Holmes, the world's greatest detective, what have I ever done to deserve you?"

Sherlock straightens up immediately, his lips are drawn into a thin line of disappointment, "My love, I-"

You feign a wistful sigh, "Maybe Mycroft is right about me, it's selfish to ever think I could-"

"No, no, no, no, no, no..." He stands, slowly walking around the coffee table as he scolds you, "Mycroft has no place in telling you these things."

You hum, cocking an eyebrow at him, "Then I should say the same to you."

You can tell how any words he was about to say to you die in his throat, his mouth rapidly opening and closing as he tries to think of some response.

The sudden weight of his body on yours though, knocks any words from your mind as well as he almost tackles you onto the couch.

"I'm the luckiest man in the world..." He softly mumbles between pressing soft kisses to your face, "Please don't ever say that... It's an honor to simply be in your presence... It is me who is unworthy of you..."

You playfully slap your hands against his chest, stopping him for a moment, "Sherlock!" he finally pauses, pulling away from you for a moment, "You're the most worthy man I've ever known" You smile, lightly pushing back one of his fallen curls with your hand.

He let's out a contemplative 'hmph' before finally replying, "Well... I suppose I better get to proving it then..."

soft emotional himbo puppy man sherlock is the best sherlock and no one can change my mind!! i hope you enjoyed this my friend!! and i hope you are doing so well!! mwauh!!

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Prompt list (Fluff)

Fluff:

1 "Tag your it"

2 "Don't look at me, it's his/their fault"

3 "Don't move...Pow!"

4 "That's so dumb"

5 "May I...Kiss you"

6 "Don't look now mister grumps coming this way"

7 "Hey, don't blame me for pinching your cheek"

8 "Look at you taking charge of your own life"

9 "Look out world here comes Holmes and Watson"

10 "Your just...fascinating I guess"

11 "No and yes, I did indeed enjoyed YOUR donuts but I also cried because of guilt"

12 "No ones gonna be looking at you, welp besides me of course"

13 "You are the person/Man you are meant to be not what they want you to be"

14 "No, tears on this fun train"

15 "Look I know I fell over but let's over look that and get straight to the point...I've...I don't know"

16 "Excuse my language but FUCK! I'm dumb"

17 "No need to give me anything beside your word, I'll meet you again no matter what"

18 " Don't see what's wrong with your body, your perfect the way you are. I'm just disappointed that you don't know how Handsome/gorgeous you are?"

19 "Don't look at me like that...UGH fine let's get ice cream"

20 "Don't say that, you're are the most greatest Person/Man I've ever love and adore. I love you dummy"

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14, 23, and 30 for the Granada Holmes asks! 😊

14. Like with all the other answers, there's far too many but I think I'd have to say the time when Holmes wakes up Watson at dawn after only getting two hours of sleep and in perfect drama queen fashion says, "I wonder if you'd do me the very great kindness of considering the possibility of waking up." Like bro the poor man got TWO MEASLY HOURS OF SLEEP-

23. I'm gonna be completely honest here. I truly have no idea what exactly got me to watching the series. All I remember is I started watching it when I was in the 5th or 4th grade when my great obsession and utter fascination with Sherlock Holmes first started. I do, however, remember how my obsession with said dumb homo detective actually began. As embarrassing as it may sound it all rooted from the cartoon show Sherlock Holmes in the 22nd Century that aired on Qubo which was the only channel I really ever watched as a wee lad besides the occasional PBS Kids since it was some of the only cartoons I could get without cable. I'm not entirely sure what element precisely about Holmes as a character really took ahold of my little self's brain so much, but from there I just kept studying him and the books anytime I could. And eventually I somehow ended up on YouTube watching the greatest Sherlock Holmes there ever was, and ever will be, move with grace upon the screen on my shitty Samsung tablet and capture me in a way that nothing or anyone had ever done so up to that point in my life. He became my hero and someone I became rather attached to as I felt I could relate to some of his characteristics and felt a little less alone with that fact in mind. Eight years later, here I am. Writing far too much for anyone to bother reading about the exact same man I watched on my screen back then, finding more and more comfort in not just him but the man who brought him to life so beautifully who I love too much for my own good, and having 'Sherlock' as my legitimate name and being addressed as such by everyone in my life. Sorry for the memoir but hopefully that answered your question <3.

30. I'd just like to thank everyone who consistently interacts with this account and provide so much great content for this small fandom to enjoy while most other platforms provide little to none. My life has taken a turn and put me on entirely new grounds where I'm yet to figure things out and left me somewhat scared and confused. But I can say with certainty that this fandom has kept my worried mind from running a little too fast for me to catch up and fall into a bad place. Everything from ACD hating Holmes with a passion and trying to kill him off only to have his own MUM tell him to resurrect him, to Jeremy Brett sending himself a fan letter because he was sad, has kept me on my feet and I cannot thank you enough for that. Thank you 100 times for sending in questions and giving my weird posts the time of day as it means the most, and feel free to send more or just ask anything in general and I'll absolutely try and answer. Apologies for writing so much once again lol I'll try to keep my answers short.