#ann ryder

[scottlocked-hunt]

Study in Pink : Mind of a Bored Forensic  Scientist (fanfic BBC Sherlock; not ACD Sherlock)

I don't own any if the characters mentioned or BBC Sherlock except Ann Ryder who's purely my own creation.

Summary: This fanfic is about (drumrolls please) Ann Ryder, the childhood friend of Sherlock, the MI6 agent, the woman who put up with Anderson and Donovan in forensics (all hail her!!), and Mycroft's acquaintance. This is just the beginning of Study in Pink (I'll try writing the next part in the meantime; hope you don't mind if it's a bit too procrastinated, am terribly lazy).

Backstory: Ann Ryder, or Annabeth Harlow Ryder is an orphan who was adopted by Mr and Mrs Ryder at the age of 4. The Ryders were close friends and neighbours of the Holmes' so Ann grew up with them. Sometime in her high school years Mr and Mrs Ryder died from a car crash and in frustration, anger, fear, denial, (guilt somehow?) she runs away. Sherlock tracks her down in university (or she does, dunno for sure) and they reconcile again. Ann Ryder moves into 221d, the flat above Sherlock's. Ann is physically and MENTALLY strong and capable so Mycroft recruits her for the British Secret Services. She trains as an MI6 agent AND becomes a forensic investigator, while Sherlock becomes a consulting detective yada yada. Sorry the backstory is too long.

Warnings: A character ALMOST (mind you, almost) says the f-word, nothing to worry about dear readers...and there is a mention of a misunderstanding (Dr Evans really needs to change his glasses). Sherlock being compared to Smaug. Mention of a near strangle hold. a guy thinks 2 people are kissing but they are not, yada yada, hmph that's about it according to me, there are no general warnings, hehe enjoy!

Why was I there? No idea. Sherlock dragged me along because according to him I had nothing better to do. And there I was at the morgue of St. Barts, standing beside Dr Molly Hooper. There was nothing particularly bad about her, not even her jokes about cadavers. I was the only one who actually got it and laughed. Sherlock zipped the bag open, his curls dangling over his forehead, eyebrows creased in concentration.

"How fresh?"

To a normal mind, it might seem as if he's asking about the freshly baked pastries from Speedy's (which I might have had a bite of if he hadn't grabbed it and poured hydrochloric acid earlier; he likes pouring acid on everything he sees). He's enquiring about the cadaver, a.k.a corpse. Molly swooped into the conversation, her cheerful attitude glowing.

"Just in. 67, natural causes. Used to work here, donated his body. I knew him, he was nice."

"67 natural causes?" I turned to Molly. Didn't know one could die from that many natural causes.

"No, I m-mean-"

"For the love of God Ann, there was a comma in-between." Sherlock said exasperatedly.

"Remind me again Sherlock, why'd I agree to come here with you?" I rolled my eyes in annoyance.

"You had nothing better to do."

"Right." I gritted my teeth.

"We'll start with the riding crop."

He grinned.

The next few minutes was just Sherlock slashing and lashing at the body. I tapped Molly on the shoulder.

"Didn't you say you...knew the man when he was alive?"

"Yes. I did."

"And here you are, giggling like this was a magic show."

She looked at me in a weird way. Then burst out laughing. That...was weird. No one laughed at my jokes. Either the jokes were lame, or the people were.

"You...got it." I said, slightly shocked.

"Sorry?"

"No...you actually understand my joke?"

"Yeah yeah I do."

"Well, that's a first. Usually no one gets my jokes."

"You're talking to the wrong people then."

I smiled in spite of myself.

"Ann Ryder. Forensic Scientist."

"Molly Hooper. Pathologist."

I held out my hand. She shook it, smiling.

"Try lipstick or ask him if he'd like to have coffee with you. I know that won't exactly captivate Sherlock Holmes, but that's the best advice I have for you."

She looked at me quite surprised.

"How did you- "

"I've known him for 30 years. Being with such people usually rubs off."

"30 years?"

"Around that much, yes. Now go." ---------------------------------------------

"So. Bad day, was it?"

Sherlock ignored her joke. I peered at the corpse.

What?

I am a forensic scientist AND an intelligence field agent.

"You should have gone harder on the torso, Sherlock. Can't see much bruises there." Sherlock nodded and proceeded to say in his usual maniacally fast way.

"I need to know what bruises form in the next 20 minutes. Text me."

I caught Molly's eye and mouthed 'Go for it'.

"Listen, I was wondering, maybe later when you're finished-"

"Are you wearing lipstick? You weren't wearing lipstick before."

I elbowed him harshly in the ribs. He spun around and swatted my shoulder with the notepad.

"I just...refreshed it a bit." Molly said, a little surprised at our petty exchange.

"Sorry, you were saying?" Sherlock said, still eyeing me in annoyance and a why-did-I-bring-this-freak-with-me-here look.

"I was wondering if you'd like to have coffee?"

"Black, two sugars, please I'll be upstairs."

He headed away, as I mentally cringed and slapped my hand to my head.

"...okay."

"Should've known he'd say that. He's terrible at socializing. So am I. Awfully sorry."

I snatched up my mini kit and marched out, leaving Molly to stare at me oddly.

"Why would you say that?" I said, marching stride per stride with Sherlock.

"What do you mean? She asked me if I wanted coffee."

"With her." With that, I crossed his path and stood in front of him.

"I know you're bad at socializing. But for once in your life, stop insul-........you know what? Forget it."

I pursed my lips and resumed walking alongside him. Sherlock jogged a bit to catch up with me and stuffed the notepad into my arms.

"Oh Ann, I envy you so much."

"Shut up. I know exactly what you're about to say next."

"Your mind is so placid, straightforward-"

"What are you talking about? I'm the only person who at least manages to catch up with your thinking!"

"By the skin of one's teeth. Your mind is barely used-"

"Oh for god's sake..."

I roughly caught the scruff of Sherlock's collar with my cold hands and pushed him against the wall, my elbow on his neck, in a threatening near-strangle hold. The tips of our noses were touching, my icy glare refusing to leave his face.

"Look here, consulting detective." I sneered. I bet he could feel the rage radiating from my breath.

Yeah, yeah, he's Bilbo and I'm Smaug.

He eyed me warily, having been in this position before.

How many times?

Once?

No.

More like a dozen times.

…

More than a dozen times.

Coming back to me strangling Sherlock.

"You know damn well who I am. You know damn well the stuff I endure. So don't you dare try to rub it in by saying I'm average. I'm. Not. Your. Typical. 32. Year. Old!"

I said the last 3 words in a hissing whisper, so as to be threatening and discreet.

What?

No one other than Sherlock knew about my secret other life.

If looks could kill, we would have been cremated 2 minutes ago.

It took a gagging gasp to shatter our cold glares. We both craned our necks to the left. A pale, middle aged man in a lab coat, similar to Molly's, was gaping at us, his glasses on the tip of his nose and his wrinkly hands trembling with a coffee mug with 'Thank you Dr Evans'. I should probably mention, a patch of brown liquid had stained his shirt.

"The m-morgue is n-not a p-place for-"

He looked as if his knees were about to give out. Was that man mentally stable? Certainly not. Then I realised why he was so shocked.

"Dr Evans, it's not what you think-"

"How the f-", he spluttered, "How the hell did you know my name??"

"Your coffee mug. It's obvious really." Sherlock interjected.

"I think you should change your glasses, we weren't doing what you think we're doing. You should really change glasses." I called out as Sherlock dragged me out of there.

"Pathetic fellow." Sherlock muttered. He glanced sideways at me whilst walking, as if to ascertain if I was still angry.

"What? I'm not backing off. I meant it."

"Alright alright, I'll try my best not to insult you."

"And I'll try my best not to strangle you."

…

A few moments of silence passed between us like the serene breeze after a particularly frenzy storm.

"What did he mean? Why was he so shocked?"

I looked at him, a sly smirk grazing my lips.

"Haven't you figured?"

His eyebrows scrunched up, thinking. Then he got it.

"Oh that bastard. He thought we-"

"Yep. Shut up."

I caught his eye and that was the last straw. I burst out snickering.

"Oh...oh god..." I wheezed. Sherlock chuckled. That was enough. Even chuckling was rare for Master Stoic.

"Right now we look like lunatics."

"We are." Sherlock said.

I chuckled and shook my head.

"We sure are."

"This way."

[letteredlettered]

honestly when searching for romance I think it is great to have both Anne Shirley and Jo March as role models. Anne Shirley thinks love is something out-of-this-world and beyond her own reality and goes out searching for it, only to find that love is familiar and friendly and comfortable and kind. She goes out into the world and then says it's not what the world holds for you but what you can bring to it. Meanwhile Jo March already has a love that is familiar and friendly and comfortable and kind and says we would be like old crows, fighting all the time, and goes out to find someone who is new and different who can challenge her and help her forge a path to a new life that isn't what anyone expected.

I think the point is that love can be different for different people, and that no one can tell you who to love or how. You have to look within yourself to understand what can bring you happiness, and then you have to work for it.

[aspparticune]

[mieczyslawn]

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ★ . . . take a look at my girlfriend

[ryderonicaa]

ECTO IMPLOSION 2024 @ecto-implosion

Hey guys…….. omg… you won’t believe what happened this year… yeah… another ryder crossover ecto implosion 🐌🐌🐌

LMAO but on a srs note this art goes along with the wonderful fic written by the amazing @deathchrist2000 . You definitely should read it! It’s very descriptive and wonderfully written 🐠

Happy Imploding everyone! 💜

[mariailoveyou-guerin]

I love them so much y’all don’t even understand every couple of years decades really there’s a couple or on screen ship that’s so insanely good with palpable chemistry and sexual tension that my brain chemistry gets altered in way that’s not for the sane people the serotonin and buzz be so strong no dr*yg could ever make me feel that way! that even tho logically I’m my mind I know it’s just acting and they are doing their job incredibly annoyingly well I still believe it with all my heart that they are in fact dating and are happy and aren’t just saying anything because they don’t wanna let people in on their life which is fair I know it’s wrong and silly and just very dvmb bc it’s just acting very very phenomenal brilliant acting but damn and 80% of the time they were or ended up as couple later on sure few weren’t and didn’t but it all started with JD/WR BP/AJ Sandra x Keanu, Jake x Anne Kiera x James(James with anyone really Christina Anne) Anne Kiera with anyone too, Margot x Will, Ian x Nina, Sophia x Austin, Ryan x Sarah (this one hurts still bc wdym they dated longer then they was alive on the show?) sometimes the actors be doing not even a bit to much but wayyy over the board to much actually, Nicole x Micheal then came stonefiled then came Haesoo jisoo x haein and now we are here in this dilemma that should get into a psych ward next to the riddler joker and penguin with lukenewton and nicolacoughlan they are the worst too

I fight with my mind constantly telling myself it’s just acting then I be like really is it? Is it really just acting that kinda of unhinged chemistry brilliance cant just be acting it’s to much to be acting only😂! be careful the brain plays tricks on you and so the actors bc to them it’s just a job while to others(me) it’s a straight jacket signs and mental illness signs! Clear sign of breakdown

[licdracuyalli]

OMG! THEY'RE LITERALLY ME!💕✨

[munibutterfly11111]

Ascendent in sagittarius female celebrities

[coolthingsguyslike]

[mibrille]

[keanu-reeves64]

[hibiscusbabyboy]

[mbsanandreas13]

❤️ We rolling up, pouring drinks

Let them haters hate

They know what’s up, know we in here

They know we don’t play, don’t play 🤍

(I’m really so happy that finally Taylor and Caitlin Clark were in the same suite together for the chiefs game! They mean the world to me and they are two of the most powerful queens ever. Chiefs won as well and they move onto the AFC championship! ❤️)

[savagewildnerness]

Ok… so… I work school terms mainly (apart from one day a week)… It’s the summer holidays soon & I might try for fun (with HOMAGE - I bow down reverentially to Daniel Hart, who I must forget if I do try this or I will combust in flames and DIE as I shall never even look upon his GLORY!) & do a not-improvisation, but actually compose some daft music (which, just to make you aware - I find a LOT harder than improvising as OVERTHINK OVERTHINK OVERTHINK & then even if I compose a thing, there is only me to play it & *I am terrible! I am not even a musician! Etc.*)

BUT if you have a particular scene or an edit you’ve made you’d like me to try to compose to, please ask/share your edit/video. I’d particularly love if anyone had made any edits they love where they’ve removed the score but have kept the audio! I definitely need video clips with at least subtitles! So I can get the emotion! No music. Can have subtitles & silent or (ideally!) just spoken audio! I have no idea how to remove score but not verbal sound myself…

I did an incredibly brief online course a few years ago, during covid (2021?) in which they made us make music for this, so I share this as an example: Dracula! The course was only online & I think it was 2h a week for 4 weeks & we made music for a little scene for an action film with Will Smith & for this…. It isn’t really finished here, but it is as far as I got on the course.

I’ve not done any creative thing personally since. I feel so RUBBISH as a EXISTING BEING. But I wish I was creative. I have no idea how to not be so isolated as a human???????

Anyway….

Message me if you wish & I shall (maybe) (some time!) try (& FAIL!)

Just to caveat: this is the video we had to work with, with no spoken audio & also a terrifying knowledge of the iconic nature of the ACTUAL score for Dracula 😂💀! I also only play violin (& piano… to a BASIC level.) I really needed a CELLIST for this. OMG I would get cello lessons if only I could afford a cello!!! 😂🤣😭💀😟

[barbarasjugs]

beetlejuice: What did I teach you about shooting people?

Lydia: How, you taught me how.

[fangirlactivities]

Casting Bella Swan & Edward Cullen Through the Decades

- 1990’s: Jason Priestly & Winona Ryder

- 2000’s: Henry Cavill & Anne Hathaway

- 2010’s: Robert Pattinson & Kristen Stewart

- 2020’s: Froy Gutierrez & Jenna Ortega

edit: i added the tag “twilight decades” so y’all can find the other posts i’ve made about twilight castings