#sherlock has twin brothers

[petew21-blog]

Siblings rivalry

Lyle was nervously grasping the wheel, side eyeing the man next to him while driving: „Could you, please, put some shirt on?”

“Why? Is it distracting you? It’s just a body, Lyle, and you’re not a faggot. Shouldn’t bother you. Am I right?” the shirtless man sitting on the passenger’s seat responded with a smirk and subtle disdain in his voice.

“Of course I’m not… It’s because of the sweat. The car is borrowed and I don’t want to clean it.” Lyle quickly responded and tried to change the subject

“The car is an old piece of shit. We’ll be lucky if we even make it to the beach in time.”

The engine started making weird noises and the car slowed down. “See, told you.”

Lyle stormed out of the car and screamed:”Can you shut the fuck up already?! I can’t take this anymore. I want my girlfriend back.”

“I didn’t choose this either. And I still am your girlfriend!”

Lyle's girlfriend Nicole has a twin brother, Nicholas. Their family is one of the most weirdest ones you’ll ever meet in your entire life. And Lyle had the pleasure, or maybe misfortune, to find out the hard way. They got their hands on some magical shrooms or something. Some made you see the future, some gave you a really great time and there were also ones that swapped your body. Trippy right? Yeah… Naturally the parents used it for orgies and other experimenting.

But occasionally they used it as a method of punishment. Nicole told Lyle, that she had to be her mum for two weeks last summer, just because she lied about her school results. Lyle didn’t believe the whole swap thing until the parents found out that Nicholas and Nicole didn’t share the same morals about feminism and male value. Nicole was obviously a feminist, but she was belittling her brother. On the other hand, her brother didn’t even stop to consider how different a life is for a woman. The whole family had an argument about this and the parents decided to swap Nicole and Nicholas for the ENTIRE summer before university. Yep, insane.

Nicole responded to her body quite well to be honest. She was in a male body before, but never in her brother’s. Them being twins might have helped a bit. Nicholas is an attractive male, so Nicole had it quite easy. He has a great physique, handsome face and generally is a great guy. Lyle and Nicholas often joked together about women, watch football or play videogames together. But having his girlfriend in his body? Way different for Lyle.

Lyle caught her staring at herself many times. She seemed completely unphased, maybe even excited to be in male body now. Which can’t be said for me. Sex was obviously a no go. Lyle didn’t even want to touch her without feeling like a fag. But Lyle knew something bad was about to happen sooner or later. Maybe this would be a test for their relationship. Maybe it will uncover that he is a superficial asshole and that he love her only for her body.

She keeps staring at Lyle sometimes and tried to even seduce him, but he just can’t like this. Not while she is in Nicholas’s body.

Which brings us back to the present, currently on the coast far from the beach party where we were supposed to be hours ago. Unfortunately, Lyle had to borrow his grandparent’s car and it just broke down. Nicole smiled after being right again and seeing me snap.

She had her shirt off and leaned against the hood of the car. “So what now Sherlock?”

Lyle: „I don’t know. We’re in the middle of nowhere. And the cur is busted.”

Nicole: ”Jesus, Lyle. Be a man and call Jake. He can at least come get us.”

Lyle nervously nodded and took out the phone. He went behind the car and waited for someone to answer. Meanwhile Nicole moved from the front and went to the back of the car, adjusting herself for Lyle.

Lyle finished the call and before he looked up he said: „They’re all drunk already, so Daniel is going to wait a bit before he’s sober and will come get us.”

Nicole: „Good. More time for us to have fun” Lyle looked up and saw Nicole in her shorts, slowly lowering them.

Lyle quickly turned around. “Jesus fuck, what are you doing? What if someone sees you?”

Nicole:”Who? You mean the nearest guy miles away from us? Yeah, right. I wanna get Nicholas a good tan for the summer. We agreed to treat each other’s body properly.”

Lyle knew Nicole had different intentions, but he wouldn’t succumb to her. He isn’t gay for fuck’s sake.

Nicole took the folding chair they had in their trunk and positioned herself in front of the car, enjoying the sun.

Nicole: „When was the last time that the two of us had some proper free time to just stop? Did we ever? Feels like the first time. Maybe we should use it properly.”

Lyle: „What are you suggesting?”

Nicole: „I think we should fuck. You haven’t touched me in weeks.”

Lyle: „Because you are a man now!!! And your brother, Jesus fuck.”

Nicole:”Cut the crap, Lyle. Do. You. Love. Me?”

Lyle:”… I… of course I love you.”

Nicole: „Do you love me for me, or my body?”

Lyle: „I… I love YOU.”

Nicole: „So come and prove it.” Her daring voice made Lyle feel uneasy. But he felt as if something was pulling him towards Nicole, towards Nicholas.

Nicole got up, uncovering her hairy manhood. This was the first time that Lyle looked at it. It wasn’t hard, but even now it was still pretty impressive. Nicole headed to the car, going past Lyle and whispering in his ear: „I haven’t sucked your dick in weeks. I need to have your dick as much as you want me.”

Lyle looked as Nicole laid down on the car seats, waiting for Lyle to make his move. Her dick was getting hard and getting bigger. Maybe even bigger than his own. Lyle couldn’t keep his eyes off of that thing.

Nicole spoke up: „Lyle, I need you. I need your dick!”

Lyle’s dick was hard as well. He felt himself throwing his clothes off as if he was just a passenger. He thought about Nicole giving him that great blow job of hers once again. He could see in his memory, his dick disappearing in her mouth.

He got close to Nicole, lowering himself on top of her, HIM. And was ready to push his dick closer to her, but he was so horny, that he didn’t even realize that he was now the one holding HER dick in his hands. Jerking it furiously. Lick it from top to base. Swallowing it fully. He didn’t even realize he didn’t have much trouble swallowing her cum. Even after SHE pushed HER dick in his ass, he didn’t find it that weird.

They laid on top of each other, breathing out loud, enjoying each other’s company, making out. Nicole gave Lyle a sign that she need to go out and piss. Lyle stayed in the car, still struck for what just happened. Nicole’s phone vibrated. Lyle thought that maybe someone was ready to pick them up, but instead it was Nicole’s friend Stacy texting her. The text said: „Hey, Stacy. Thanks again for swapping with me. I really needed to be fucked and not as a man, haha. Hope you’re enjoying it. Luv U”

Lyle:”What. The. Fuck?!”

[sayoneee]

☆ I WANNA BE YOUR MAN

“his band is playing tonight, at seven,” annabeth reminds you, with the knowing air of someone far wiser, and far older, “you should go.” (1.7k)

contains: loser older brother luke castellan x fem! reader. mortal au. pt 2 of parent trap but can be read standalone ish. guest appearances! rock / metal music references.

kashaf’s note: i think i can call myself a melomaniac now

LUKE CASTELLAN HAS always occupied that in-between space, the no-man’s-land between something and nothing — his indecipherable gaze as his cold, black, and blued knuckles grazed your cheek when he tucked a lock of your hair behind your ear swims around your mind endlessly. despite how each thought, each expression, each breath is as familiar to you as your own, you have never quite known where you stand with him, regardless of how quickly he seemed to inhabit a piece of your soul.

the familiar weight of the mixtape that luke made you feels unusually burdensome in your hands, mirroring the heft of the songs on it that you have painstakingly committed to memory, each sleepless night’s offerings of tossing and turning becoming a reoccurring ritual. 

you had popped the tape in your walkman immediately after luke had handed it to you, incognizant of the way his eyes softened as you concentrated on the music, trying to identify the first song. 

“this is that band you like — l.a. guns, right?”

“you’re a regular sherlock,” luke had said, smiling and sarcastic, twisting his silver rings.

“shut up, no i know this song,” you say, tilting your head and snapping your fingers. “its — um — i wanna be yours? nono, don’t make that face at me, asshole, hold on… i wanna be your man?”

hues of pink crept up his cheeks, and you basked in the warmth of his answering crooked grin, the feeling wrapping around you like the caress of a summer night. 

you uselessly stirred the spoon in your now stone-cold cup of chai, leaning across the kitchen table with your head propped up in your other hand. the phone taunts you from its corner on the counter, sitting just by the clear jar of blue cookies, its black hue a beacon among the sea of greens (the cabinets, the tiles — you liked to tell sally that she should try her hand at interior design one of these days) — as of late, the jacksons’ kitchen has become somewhat of a refuge for you. 

you set a steaming china cup down in front of him, listening to the sounds of percy, annabeth, and grover in the living room, pulling out the chair in front of him with a slight creak on the slightly worn wooden floors, and watching him as he taps his fingers along to bob marley’s soft crooning, “little darlin’, stir it up”, lost in his own world.  

“luke,” you say, breaking him out of his revelry.

luke sits up straight, meeting your amused gaze, “yeah?” he asks, reaching for his chai, and mumbling a quiet thanks as he sips it.

“you look kinda stupid when you think,” you say, watching him blink before taking the bait, and hiding your smile of satisfaction behind your cup.

“y’know, this is why you have a black hole for a heart,” he says, grinning crookedly, filling you with an indescribable longing to reach out and trace his grin. 

“what?” you laugh, “what does that even mean?”

“just that you’re mean,” luke says, and the afternoon sun chooses that specific moment to encompass him in its glow, like a kiss from apollo. “and that you’re emo.”

“you literally say this every time, oh my god, i’m not mean or emo.”

“because i’m literally right?”

“you like him,” annabeth says, sympathetically, standing in the doorway, arms folded across her chest, her braids resting across her shoulders, glancing from your untouched cup to your face, an expression of pity gracing her features. her presence caught you so off guard that you don’t even question where percy ran off to, who was usually attached to annabeth like a conjoined twin. 

“i know,” you say, shivering slightly, the revelation feeling strangely empty, although you suppose the same part of your soul that recognized him had always known, a small inkling reappearing with every argument, and every nudge. 

“he likes you,” annabeth adds matter-of-factly, interrupting your stream of consciousness. 

“i know,” you repeat, picking at the lint on your sweater, and while this revelation is supposed to be shocking, it is also hollow, as you suppose your soul also knew this with every hushed conversation in the dead of night, and the slips of silence that only spoke volumes around him.

“his band is playing tonight, at seven,” annabeth reminds you, with the knowing air of someone far wiser, and far older, “you should go.” she turned and stalked back toward the living room.

you sat still for a minute or so, before sighing and putting luke’s mixtape (even in your misery, he is somehow always there) in your walkman, putting your headphones on as axl rose trilled, ‘i said, baby you been lookin' real good’ in his voice that took a while to get used to — something luke gave you a heads up on.

you sighed, conceding to annabeth’s attempts to rewrite whatever fate had pushed the two of you apart, from the hours-long phone calls that dwindled into short, clipped conversations, you can’t necessarily blame annabeth for trying to fashion a phoenix from the ashes of your friendship. 

you stood up, grabbed your jacket off the back of the chair you were sitting upon, and walked into the living room, pausing for a few minutes to watch the scooby doo episode on the screen along with percy, grover, and annabeth, who were currently sprawled across the softly carpeted floor, arguing over monopoly.

“you’re literally cheating,” percy was saying.

“i’m the banker, i’m supposed to be innocent,” annabeth argued back.

“percy, i saw you steal a couple dollars behind annabeth’s back,” grover added, rolling the dice.

“guys,” you said, interrupting their three-way argument, “put on your jackets and shoes, we’re going to the fair in five minutes.”

you ignored the way the troublesome trio exchanged glances, walking through the hallway covered in framed photos of percy and sally, going to wait by the door for them.

“so,” percy says, all-too-innocently, “why the sudden change of plans?” once the four of you are a couple of blocks away from his apartment.

“no reason, just wanted to see what was so hot about the fair,” you say, digging your hands in the pockets of your jacket. once more, you ignore the glances the trio exchange. 

“so it doesn’t have anything to do with a certain curly-haired individual that we’re currently seeing less and less of?”

you keep walking, trying to feign ignorance, although the question was so pointed even you were concerned with percy’s audacity, “what’re you talking about?”

“oh, nothing,” percy smiles. “just the way —”

“— the two of you —”

“— were inseparable —”

“— for a disgustingly long time —”

“— and now you’re not —”

“— but we’re going to the fair because —”

“— his band is playing —”

“— and you’re going to try and fix —”

“— your troubles in paradise.”

you blinked slowly, as the three of them did jazz hands, matching shit-eating grins on all of their faces, “how long did it take for you guys to rehearse that?”

“a week, give or take,” grover says, and annabeth shoots him a glare.

“not the point, the point is, we support you.”

“gee, thanks, all i really needed was the support of three twelve-year-olds.”

“three twelve-year-olds that know you’re stupidly in love with luke castellan,” percy points out.

“okay, y’know what…” you trail off, frowning.

annabeth nudged percy, “not the point here, again.”

“fine, fine, fine,” you huff, as the four of you approach the brightly illuminated fair, looking for the ticket-selling booth, “i’ll buy you guys tickets so you can go hang out on the rides and i’ll go to the concert.”

the three of them nodded happily, making a beeline for the cotton candy stand a few feet away. you shook your head before pushing through the bustling crowd to look for the concert stage. when you finally do find it, after three excuse me’s and four sorry’s, the concert is already in full swing, with what looks like a mini moshpit already forming somewhere near the center.

once you’ve pushed your way to the absolute front, the darkening night sky serving as a backdrop, the harsh lights illuminate all five individuals on the stage, with a gorgeous girl with shaggily-cut hair and a raspy voice singing as lead (thalia? you think you remember luke telling you on the phone late at night once). however, your gaze almost immediately fixed on luke, who was playing a riff on his electric guitar, looking as hot as ever, his crooked grin on full display.

the band is covering l.a. guns’ ‘i wanna be your man’ at the moment, and you’re suddenly very grateful to annabeth for her unsubtle nudges, because you would’ve missed out on this sight of luke castellan, the view of his muscled arms bulging out of his band tee is permanently seared into your memory.

you’re almost sad when the show is over though, finally realizing why luke liked concerts so much, from the crowd surfing to the drumstick tricks during solos (beckendorf, you think the drummer’s name was — luke had mentioned him before) to the lead’s insane vocals, to the girl with long curly hair that stood next to you for most of the concert (probably the band’s most enthusiastic fan), you savored every minute of it. however, you’re glad for the chance to corner luke afterwards, climbing onto the stage as the crowd begins to disperse in waves, and realizing the curly-haired girl was already among the band members packing up their instruments, helping the curly-haired bassist pack his things. 

luke barely looks up at your sudden arrival. “what’re you doing here?” he asks, packing away his guitar.

“i’m here to see you,” you say, trying to drive the hint home.

“i told you that you didn’t have to come see the band if you were busy,” luke says, uncomprehendingly, making eye-contact with you. 

“i like you,” you say insistently.

“c’mon, let’s not kid ourselves right now, you said we’re friends so you don’t have to try to make me feel better,” luke says, shrugging and looking away from your face, rubbing the back of his neck.

“i listen to your dumb mixtape every night, luke castellan. does a person who’s not into you do that?”

there is something so raw about the way he looks right now, with his expression stilling as his cheeks are colored in swathes of red. 

smiling at his dumbstruck expression, you surged forward to kiss him, ignoring all the wolf whistles and “get some, castellan” enveloping the two of you, tangling your fingers into his hair, his hands coming to rest upon your hips.

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[probablyautistic-definitleygay]

ok before I get totally infected by the Bashir Brainworms I just gotta say that i love Data so much. he’s a machine with a human soul. he’s a human made of wires. he has a heartbeat. he’s curious. he’s autistic. he gets drunk. he loves to paint. he’s ambidextrous. he doesn’t pick up on social ques. his quarters are decorated with trinkets from his friends. he has a evil twin brother who got the reverse trauma. he misses his father. he values all life. he writes odes to his cat. his teeth are in great condition. he accidentally seduces people. he has dreams. he has nightmares. he is susceptible to finger traps. he’s a culture of one. he organises his closet by colour and function. he’s a cowboy. he’s canonically handsome. he sits up at 90°. he forgets to blink. he hovers outside conversations. he’s a Lieutenant Commander graduating class of ‘78. he tries so very much to sneeze. he can fly the Enterprise all on his own. he’s being so brave. he can sing. he’s so silly. he can be genuinely terrifying. he can pinch the barrel of a gun shut with two fingers. he wears a little visor when he plays poker. he went on trial for his own life and personhood and right to choose and won. he wonders about getting married someday. his voice is perfect. he’d love quiz bowl. he’s asexual. he’s programmed in multiple techniques. the first person he slept w was a lesbian. he keeps a hologram of her at his desk. he grieves. he’s been suicidal. he chose to stay. he glows in Geordi’s VISOR. he gets the emotion chip and immediately crashes out. he does standup comedy. he could take over the Federation in an afternoon but he just wants to play poker instead. he willingly violates the Prime Directive so he can save a little girl’s life. he can easily lift five tons with one hand but carries Spot with the same care as you would a baby. the only difference between him and a human is his physical form. he’s anxious. his side profile is gorgeous. he can control the rate of his hair growth. he fears he’s alone in the universe but considers the crew his family. he’s kindhearted. he’s gentle. he gives second chances. he has so many questions. he does drag. he loves his job. he’s immortal. he’s mortal. he’s genuinely funny as hell. he’s a poet. he’s a telephone. he makes a fedora look good. he hates Sigmund Freud. he twitches like a bird. he’s curious about romance. he can pry open metal doors with ease. he enjoys botany. he infodumps constantly. he plays the violin AND guitar. he gets kidnapped. he cares deeply. for 23 years he never knew what a friend was until he met Geordi. he joined Starfleet to help others. he loves Sherlock. he cosplays. he imprints on every small child he meets. he’s a cat dad. he’s a single father. he loves his daughter. he can breathe underwater. he once lost all memory and his first instinct was to help others. he’s made of circuits and wires. he’s so very warm. he looks damn good in a suit. kids love his peculiar swag. he’s a mafia boss. he values all life. he roleplays for fun. he cries when he reunites w Spot. he doesn’t understand hatred but he understands revenge when his family is hurt. he has an unwavering sense of justice. he’s a professor at Cambridge. the Enterprise is his home. he’s empathetic. he owns at least seven cats. he was fully willing to destroy the emotion chip bc he would not forsake his best friend‘s safety. his greatest desire is to be human. he says he has no emotions but he so so obviously does. he is a machine he is a person he is a microwave he is conscious he is alive he is sentient he’s my specialest little angel he’s my android husband he’s my sweet cheese he’s my good time boy he’s my dearest love he’s my favourite blorbo.

“this is your man?” yes he’s made of tripolymer composites and friendship <3

[lunajay33]

Under the Moon Part.2

•🪻🌑•

Summary: You’re out in the woods with your twin brother Stiles and Scott, on one of their stupid adventures when you get separated and attacked, bleeding in the cold the mysterious Derek Hale finds you and guides you through this new life

Pairing: Derek Hale x Stiles Twin sister

Includes: 18+, slow burn, some angst

Part.1

•Masterlist•

The full moon was right around the corner and to say all three of us were stressing would be an understatement, stiles was running rampant getting supplies, doing research for us, he was honestly the best brother

But we also had this unknown alpha to worry about, knowing he’s after the both of us to join his pack

Walking out of the school, the parking lot practically empty except for Stiles’ jeep, and then we see Derek on the edge of the forest line behind the parking lot

“Oh come on again” stiles groans

“Come on he’s not so bad, he’s only trying to help” I can feel my heart start to speed up just at the thought of speaking to him again, I drag the boys over to him knowing he has something he needs to tell us

“See you’ve got you boys on a leash” he smirks as stiles and Scott groan

“What’s going on Derek?”

“The full moon is tomorrow”

“No shit Sherlock” stiles scoffs dramatically

“Are you guys ready” Derek rumbles a wolfish growl

“I’ve got chains for them, just lock them up somewhere I guess”

“Come to the house before night, I’ve got an area used just for this, plus you’ll need my help with this one” he says looking at me intensely

“What me? I’ve been doing good, why me?” I look back at Scott and stiles and they look just as clueless

“Girls in that turn have a different experience, guys are much more angry during the full moon but girls, they go into a kind of heat frenzy” my eyes blow wide and I can’t help but squeak out of embarrassment

“Hey buddy I don’t care that you’re a werewolf my sister is a gentle one you won’t be intimidating her” stiles glares as he pulls me to him like he always did when he was protective

“I’m not trying to intimidate her, it’s truth, I’m just trying to help you both so you’re not out running rampant full of rage or in pain, I’ve got more experience in this than all three of you combined” I squeeze stiles hand giving him reassurance

“We need him guys, we don’t know what could happen and if I’m gonna be in pain I want someone who knows how to ease that” both their expression soften

“Fine but I’m staying there too through the whole night” stiles states matter of fact

•

The whole day I felt myself changing all day, like my insides were wanting to rip apart, I could feel my eyes flickering between yellow and my normal, Scott seemed to be fending better than me, a bit more ragful, he punched a locker after seeing Jackson talk to Allison, but now school was out and now the pain was slowly knotching up definitely at a level 7 now

Sitting in the back of stiles jeep whimpering at every bump we hit as we drove to the forest to get to Derek’s house to set up before the moon was at its full strength

“Hold on sis it’ll be okay” stiles says as he reaches back and reassuringly squeezes my knee

“It hurts, even as a wolf I can’t run away from this pain” I thought this werewolf life was suppose to be all fantastic, but I guess that could be the pain talking just like when I’d get my period

We parked at the edge of the woods, we all got out, stiles got his bag of chains, Scott was on edge and I had to hunch over a bit as we walked

In huffed laboured breathes feeling hotter by the minute as the sun got lower, getting to the house a breeze of autumn air brushed past us and it soothed me for just a moment and then I smelled him, his musky woodsy scent kicking the pain to a 9 and I fall over gasping as I clutch my lower belly

“Shit! Derek help her!” Stiles says as he rubs my back

“Get him to the basement and chain him up, I’ll help her” Derek says and I could feel stiles was reluctant at first but left to help Scott

“Hey I’ve got you” his voice was deep but gave me a moment of peace, he picked me up bridal style with ease and brought me into the house, down the stairs

“Please don’t lock me up, I already hurt….so..so much” I cry as he sits me down on the ground next to wear Scott is locked up

Hearing him growl knowing he’s changing, I look up at stiles and Derek pleading

“I can’t let you run around little wolf” he said kneeling infront of me as he wiped a tear away

“I’m scared Derek” I heard a rumble come from deep in his chest

“It’ll be okay, you’ll get through this, your brother and I will take care of you, and you’ve got Scott here too even if he’ll be a little crazy” he says as Scott growls at that, pleading stiles to let him go

“Okay” he puts me in a big cage rather than chains to lessen the pain for me and so I’d be able to lay down on the cool metal cage floor

The hours went by so slowly, so painfully slowly the pain just getting worse and worse, feeling like I’m on fire and I’m rabid for a mate

“Please Derek I can’t…..help me please just touch me to ease the pain” I whine shaking the cage bars

“Y/n this isn’t you, you can’t ask him to do that” stiles says shocked

“Neither of them are themselves right now, they’ll say anything to help them and get out”

“Then leave you’re only making the pain worse by being here and me smelling you” I growl at Derek

“Trust me little wolf your scent is intoxicating and it’s killing me not to come in that cage but you need to breath, ground yourself to something, something that calms you” I shut my eyes and breath trying to focus and something other than the pain

My senses ease and the only thing I hear is at the guys hearts, I smell Derek then I feel him, his hand reaching in the cage and soothing my hair back, sighing as the pain starts to ease at ever touch

“There you go” he says sweeter to me than the angry tone he has with my brother and Scott

“Just keep touching me it’s helping the pain” I shudder as the adrenaline subsides and I’m left with the ache of the pain that had lasted for hours

Scott’s thrashing eased as the sun started to peak through the broken floor boards and stiles helped him come back down to earth, I hear the cage door open and Derek holds my head against his stomach as I partially lay in his lap, his hand stroking my back

“Will she be okay? I’ve never seen her in so much pain” stiles says and I can hear the worry and I feel him lay his blue fluffy blanket over me, the one I always want to take on him making me smile weakly

“She’ll be okay, the first is always the worst, you two can go I’ve got her”

Stiles places a gentle kiss to my temple then saying

“Rest up sis, I’ll have your favourite food by the time you come home, I’m proud of you”

“Thank you stiles”

They leave after Scott placed a kiss on my cheek and it was just me and Derek and the gentle breeze blowing through the burned boards of the house, I finally open my eyes looking up at Derek and his piercing blue eyes already on me

“I can’t do that every month Derek it’s too much” I shiver and he holds me tighter his warmth easing me

“It’ll get easier, you’ll get use to it and when you find your mate you won’t have to go through it anymore”

“How?”

“Like you said you need someone to touch you, help you, it’s a primal wolf thing, and they’ll adore you” being on his sweet side felt heavenly compared to the sour wolf he shows to my brothers

“Have you found your mate?”

“Maybe” he smirks his eyes flashing blue

“Maybe?”

“She might be right in my lap”

•

Taglist: @avengersheart @jaybbygrl

[luckyclamrebelartisan]

KUROSHITSUJI IS A KETU MANGA:

Ciel is very ketu coded, ashwini is linked to dogs ( his watchdog of the queen position ) also Sirius is nicknamed the dog star, Maaya sakamoto his voice actress is also ketuvian ( probably mula ascendant and another placement) . The fact that our ciel is being stalked / hunted down by those who killed his family , ( ketuvians often fall prey to stalkers ) , ketu is linked to demons and the horror genre . Ashwini in particular often portray the rich brat archetype that is detached ( ketu being headless and associated with generational wealth) . Ashwini" the first to achieve things "and quickly too ( he's the youngest earl ever as far as we know, his buisness phatom co ( revolutionary for a kid to be such a great businessman) and his work as a watchdog . Him being sort of a hermit and not mingling with other nobles and thinking that they're stupid ( ashwinis CHARACTERISTICS again ) . the ashwini ketu themes strike again when o!ciel was looking for recognition as he is not as bright and outgoing nor as good with people as his brother ( with him staying in the shadows of his brother, ketuvians struggle sometimes to be seen and acknowledged especially ashwini which is basically ketu in its purest form ) him dressing like red riding hood in official art ( ketuvians are the ones who often portray red riding hood in media) .him basically using all his cards (aka people ) to his advantage and sucking them dry ( in reality it's not as bad as it sounds, O!ciel is very soft hearted but he sees himself that way and some of his enemies including Scotland yard also see him like that)

Ashwinis and somehow always getting stuck with a dog 🤝( even if they don't want to ) : Sebastian ,his childhood pet dog and Sebastian the demon .  ketuvians and their love for black🤝 ( he wears dark clothes , black butler is the literal title !!)

Sebastian is described as a black hole by blavat :

( again ketu is described as this black hole that sucks everything in ) , O!ciel is regarded as a genius ( like the queen gambit with anya an ashwini sun ) , or his detective work for the queen and him appreciating Arthur conan doyle (sherlock holmes is very ketuvian ) 😅 . The twin horsemen who are also healers are one of the symbols of ashwini ( his aunt is a doctor and he was sick as a child but got better suspiciously as he got as older 🤔 , Is that the real ciel master mind theory ? Check @midnight-in-town , also the power to get better quickly after getting sick is also ashwini ) . The ketu eyes look is basically eyes that put you in a trance, dark mysterious otherwirldly eyes .( o!ciel's  eyes are very distinctive like deep pools of blue that suck you in, again ketuvian themes . He's drowning in occult stuff ( the cult that kidnapped him and his mental prison reek of masonic imagery! ----> the checkered black and white tiles floors , the polyhedron shape "the star" the merkaba of the soul ,the elite exclusive club theme , the sacrifice of children (especilly young twin boys ! and the supernatural/ summoning rituals (especially that the royals aka queen victoria are rumored to have been part of that club (queen victoria is the master mind theory by @midnight-in-town ) .

His lineage is said to be special and shrowded in mystery . ketu is linked to ancestors , nobles , and the past ( his ring is passed down from generations along with the position of watchdog ) , o!ciel has been trapped by what happened to him , his trauma defined him and was a catalyst for his new self largely( if not entirely) inspired by his brother. ( ketu also makes you go through challenges to find yourself because as stated before ketu is headless so it has no sense of self, it just copies others until they build a strong sense of self and values ),  he's introverted as a lot of ashwinis lol , the ketu ashwini twin horsemen also parallel o!ciel and real ciel, and horseback riding is basically the only sport o!ciel is good at😅😂 . Ashwinis look younger than their actual age (o!ciel is small for a teenager and has a baby face ,always dresss well as ashwinis are considered dapper and fashionable no matter what they wear !) . He can recognize talent and uses people accordingly like the ashwini twins who went into the village and gathered the best army for them to become kings ! (Ps: the phantomhive ring is nicknamed candy by the twins while candy is sweet another thing comes to mind honey! wich is linked to ashwini along with bees ( masonic imagery ) might be a bit of a stretch by oh well 🥱.

That's it for today ! I really miss kuroshitsuji, I've been a long time reader , special thanks to @midnight-in-town for her amazing theories and posts for more than a decade 💖 and to @thedarkestcrow

( also amazing kuro posts ) @akumadeenglish @abybweisse @dorkshadows @venussaidso ( from where I got a lot of vedic knowledge 🙏🖤) @kerinna

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cw f!reader , mild fraternal violence , atsumu’s terrible lying skills

“I know something you don’t know,” Osamu singsongs, standing in the doorway of their shared bathroom and peering over his brother’s shoulder at his reflection in the mirror.

“Yeah?” Atsumu grunts, yanking a comb through his hair and glaring back at his twin. “Spit it out, shitty ‘Samu. I got places to be, you know?”

“Ouch, don’t shoot the messenger,” Osamu drawls, leaning against the doorframe. “I know that you have a date tonight and you think you’re being sneaky about it.”

“Do not,” Atsumu scowls immediately, dropping the comb and turning around, because he is the worst liar ever. “I don’t even—what are you—I’m taking myself on a date, how about that, it’s called self care, ever heard of it? Huh? Okay? Huh?”

“Okay,” Osamu says, “You’re wearing a tie.”

“I can wear a tie if I want to,” Atsumu sneers, fiddling with it.

“Last summer, at Uncle Jun’s wedding, Ma had to literally threaten to shave your head to get you to wear one.”

“I’m a man now,” Atsumu sticks his chin up, examining his jaw. “I can wear a tie. Hey, did I miss anything while I was shaving?”

“You don’t have any facial hair to shave. And you have a hickey right there.”

“What? Seriously? Where?” Atsumu panics, turning back and forth.

“Ha, I got you—hey!!! Don’t hit me, asshole! I’ll tell Ma!!! And you—you left your fucking bouquet out on my desk, by the way. I told you to stop putting your stuff—no I swear I’ll kill you get offa me get off!—on my desk just because yours is too messy!”

“It was there for five seconds! You left all your laundry on my bed the other day—“

“Where was I s’posed to put it, the floor?”

“Your closet!” Atsumu roars. “Oh, shit, what time is it?” He drops his brother’s shirt collar abruptly.

“5:30,” Osamu says, dusting himself off. “What time you gotta be there?”

“She’s walkin’ over here now, probably,” Atsumu says, rushing back to the bathroom. “Fuck, well since you know, can I use your cologne?”

“It’s the same one you have?”

“It’s better, I don’t know,” Atsumu argues. “Just gimme it, it’s like one spritz.”

“Fine,” Osamu grumbles. “Hey, ‘Tsumu, I know something else you don’t know.”

“What,” Atsumu rolls his eyes as he walks around, frantically shoving his keys and wallet into his pockets, picking up the bouquet—delicate red and white flowers, not bad, scrub, thinks Osamu.

“This ain’t your first date,” he says smugly.

“What are you, Sherlock Holmes?” His brother says. “How d’you figure that?”

Osamu mock-stretches before counting off on his fingers. “One, you never walk home with me and Suna anymore. Two, there’s some flowery shit that appeared in our shower, and I know I didn’t buy it, and you’re not walkin’ around smelling like lavender and honey, so you’ve gotta be sneakin’ someone in. Three, you came to practice two weeks ago with an actual hickey, y’know, when you kept missing sets ‘cause you were in such a good mood.”

Atsumu blinks at him, finally lost for words.

“And,” Osamu says, tone somewhat gentler. “You seem a lot happier lately. Less, y’know, hard on yourself. Whoever it is, I think she’s good for you.”

“Thanks,” Atsumu says, swallowing roughly. “You’re so sappy.”

“Says the guy holding the flowers.” And trying not to let his eyes water over, but Osamu doesn’t say that bit. He can spare some of his brother’s dignity.

“It’s our six-month anniversary,” Atsumu says quietly. “Please don’t tell Ma yet, okay? She’s always on about volleyball bein’ enough of a distraction from school, I know she thinks dating is too. I just wanna—I want her to like my—”

He says your name just as the doorbell rings.

“Her? You’re dating—?” Osamu’s tone is incredulous. “Hold on, you can’t go yet. She’s like a million times out of your league—”

“I know!” Atsumu beams at him. “Keep your mouth shut or you’ll regret it. Tell Ma I’m sleeping at the dorms with Suna. Bye!”

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Hate watching CBS's new show Watson so you don't have to Live commentary and after thoughts under the cut

✦They start at -the- Reichenbach Falls wtf?? like in Switzerland?? ✦Sherlock is actually dead? Hate it here ✦Secret rich Sherlock lore good and silly to me ✦Left said money to John (to continue medicine) and some other guy that John and Sherlock knew?!?? Time jump six months later  ✦It is worth mentioning I could not figure out how to access the captions so I am missing half the story ✦John Hamish Watson is American absolutely tragic ✦John doesn’t remember the events leading up to Sherlock’s death bc he fell off the falls to go after Sherlock I'm sick (we see this at the beginning) ✦Medical buzzwords yay yay  ✦Mary pulled up she manages a hospital and they are separated??? She got the house womp womp ✦Not going to lie the intro music bangs but it comes from almost the exact same string as Sherlock BBC which is interesting ✦Sherlock quote hidden in there ok John  ✦At some point after an ad we got captions up so who knows but I am now comprehending ✦It is SCREAMING medical drama with known names slapped on to it to beat out other medical dramas ✦Medical BUZZWORDS again and again ✦Two of Watson’s fellows have TENSION bc one is dating the other’s ex also tea they are twin brothers  ✦One of them records things with a tape recorder for some reason ✦They also have that medical drama vibe music playing all the time ✦I have seen like 4 clips of House that aren’t just Hilson clips and this consulting Watson does with his fellows is exactly the same ✦The Holmes Clinic that John opened is so ugly too its not important but worth mentioning  ✦John giving a patient his life story and him telling her that he picked Sherlock over Mary just to do “one last case” dear god  ✦He wants to reconcile with Mary- John divorcee arc is crazy we can't kill Mary in this but Sherlock was fair game I guess ✦John telling his little fellows that they should know how to find a missing person bc their “patient needs a detective” ✦Shinwell (the other guy from the beginning I locked in) and John reminiscing about Sherlock on this manhunt for a patients brother to get a bone marrow transplant ✦I have not said it yet but we are in Pittsburg and Shinwell did in fact follow John there to work at his clinic and has a WILD British accent ✦One of John’s fellows has a HORRENDOUS southern accent its tragic (I love southern accents but this one borders so heavily on corny) ✦John suffered a traumatic brain injury so he’s a little silly (feels faint has amnesia etc.) and should be continuing treatment ✦All the fellows believe they are experiments in genetics for Watson  ✦John abusing drugs plot twist of the century he is slowly becoming Sherlock which is so weird  ✦Random John Watson shirtless shot ✦John emulating Sherlock to solve things dear god he’s not even here and we are being baited ✦Watson being an investigator is weird bc his vibe is completely off from his character core  ✦Also one of his fellows is in fact his neurologist so he can get away with the drug abuse thing (she doesn't know) and not actually going in to appointments ✦Rest in Peace Mary and John’s relationship but Mary is dating a woman!!  ✦Mary telling John Sherlock made him a better man and doctor what the FUCK ✦All of Sherlock’s stuff was packed away in boxes at John and Mary’s old house and now he’s opened them and it literally says “The Casebook of Sherlock Holmes” NAH ✦John saying “the game is afoot” ✦Randall Park as Moriarty oh HELL NO what, it panned over to him and I genuinely did not believe that shit (he is also American in this) ✦Shinwell double agent goddamn ✦Cliffhanger of an episode that I do not care to follow up on tbh

Final thoughts This is just a medical drama that took the names and essence of the Sherlock Holmes stories to get more engagement I have watched a single episode so I cannot say I denounce it entirely but my god. It is not a terrible medical drama has all the pieces of complex characters with conflicts and quirks but I cannot get past the fact that they are also just using lines like "I am Dr. John Hamish Watson," and that they killed off Sherlock Holmes and not Moriarty in The Final Problem (ACD can know peace with this one) for a reason I cannot decipher. Also John being American and Sherlock being British feels so wrong to me for a reason that I cannot explain, how did they meet?? There is no way Sherlock wasn't annoyed by John being from the US. It is not a Sherlock Holmes adaptation imo it is literally just the names on a different flavor of show which I fully expected if I am being honest with you all.

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Yandere-sub!Dante X GN!Reader🔪🌶️ [DMC3]

𝗜𝘁 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗺𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗗𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝗮 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗰𝘂𝗹𝗮𝗿 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂. 𝗟𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗳𝘆 𝗼𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝘁𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂~😈🌚

▌│█║▌║▌║ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ ║▌║▌║█│▌

-I'm sure you already where this is going. Come on, this is Dante. Son of Sparda and human mother, Eva. Twin brother, Vergil. He's got it all and as much he doesn't want to be reminded by his father from the power he holds...you seem to reflect the human side of his to live life even if it means being a pain in the ass to you LMAO

-Anyways, it is never boring with him nor his affections. He's got that arm around your shoulder walking with you on whatever troll or shit talking he's got going with, the spaces between you is inches away, holding you close when danger is too close to you, shooting all the demons away from you when you are injured (more like a scratch on the shoulder, but whatever feeds your delulu, Dante), and so on

-As much as you want to hate this guy it is impossible, because he is naturally funny that you can't help, but smile or burst out laughing. He is aware of it, obviously, and there are times he is also smiling and laughing with you. He would have to hold onto your arm as he is almost on the floor dying laughing or hugging you down and you're both crying from laughing on the floor. He is such a comedian

-Sure, when you try to comfort him he just brushes it off being the tough guy and funny jokes, but you were the only one to push him out of that barrier making him obsessed trust you and fall for you so quickly. He never had that kind of treatment from anybody besides his mother, but now that she is gone, he sees you as a sign of hope for not only to heal...but, to let him know that the part of him is still human just like you

-He is protective of you since you are a full blooded human. He does not want you to be injured regardless how minor or major it is. He wants you spotless from any pain. At first it was cute, but it got out of hand when he was so pushy about it that you can barely do any patrol killing demons intruding human spaces

WARNING!!! Spicy after this thread [MDNI🔞]

-Listen...actually hear me out, okay? This man does not feel pain. He has taken hits from humans by their punches, kicks-everything (yeah no shit, Sherlock). JUST LISTEN-pain is nothing to him. Fucking slap him in the face when you ride him, pull his hair back when you're breaking his back, spank him and he will give you a fucking devious smile telling you that was nothing just to piss you off

-Seeing you pissed off gets him so turned on, because he turns into a brat and challenge you that you can't do shit to him...cut to him tied up and having ass red and hot from the spanking, gagged that his drool soaks on the rag, his legs malfunctioning from climaxing so much. So, when he is purposely trying to piss you off...just beware of it

-Now he wouldn't make you jealous as he does have his way of trolling such flirty encounters aka Nevan for example, however he is the one who would be jealous. Plus, it is much more worse when he finds out his brother takes a liking of you (that's for another day though~). So, what he would do is have this demon death grip on you and would nuzzle against your skin-wherever it is exposed to let other demons of all kinds that his scent is now latched onto you and they should back off. Your scent on him? Well...he has special souvenirs kept back in the shop safely

-He is willing to breed you or you breed him. He would be more than happy to receive both. Will fucking be on cloud nine that after breeding you or being bred by you that you hover his face for him to clean or you get down to business to clean him up. His arms will be locked on those legs, so don't worry about suffocating him he can obviously handle it. He will grind his ass back into your face to push your tongue in deeper in his hole

-Sucking you off or eating you out is his favorite thing. He wants to gag and choke on your cock that it becomes so sloppy that you just grab his fucking head and face fuck him until you cum your hot nut inside his throat or pull out to cum on his face and the leftovers on his tongue dripping out. Grip on his hair and roll your hips as he is eating your pussy having his long tongue licking the folds, slipping the tongue inside, his nose swiping on your clit like a credit card (SORRY I CAN'T-), and when you squirt your juices that he moves away a little with his tongue out to have it splash on his face and have some land inside his mouth

▌│█║▌║▌║ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ ║▌║▌║█│▌

𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴! 𝗜 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝘁. 𝗠𝘆 𝘂𝗽𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗱𝗼 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮 𝗳𝗮𝗶𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗦𝗹𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹~🖤🫣

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THE CIPHER BETWEEN US {ARTHUR MORGAN X FEM HOLMES! READER} { RDR2 x Sherlock BBC Crossover}

Disclaimers: This story is purely fictional and credit for the Characters and Storylines used goes to Red Dead Redemption 2  by Rockstar Games and BBC Sherlock and Y/n is you. This story has nothing to do with life or death. If anything, it's a coincidence. Some of the storylines I added in this story are mine. Kinda made Arthur Morgan not the only child in the Morgan Family. Instead he has twin. Female version of Arthur Morgan is on the way.

I know you'll like to hear this but Arthur is TB free. So he won't die with TB. TB is still there but it will be given to another character.

Warning: mention of death, blood, kidnapping,, injuries, wars, murder, betrayal, lots of cases, lots of Pinkertons and outlaws, fluff, love, platonic, romantic, and more because its a lot of warnings.

Summary: Bearing the weight of her family's legacy, Y/n Holmes crosses into the shadows of America, seeking justice for her brother Sherrinford’s untimely death. Her only clue draws her to the eerie town of Blackwater—where secrets fester and a hidden web of outlaws awaits her discovery. * * * "if you do that, then you and the Outlaws are no different" Edith spat.

The woman stared at him coldly. "then so be it"

Based on Red Dead Redemption 2. Characters and storylines are not mine but belong to Rockstar Games. Any additional storylines and characters are mine and Y/n is yours.

CHAPTERS:

PROLOGUE

CHAPTER 1: the Killer Prostitute of Valentine

CHAPTER 2: Americans At Rest

CHAPTER 3: Polite Society, Valentine style

CHAPTER 4: A Stranger Among The Outlaws

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Keywords:

Y/n : Your Name. F/C : Favourite Colour. H/C : Hair Colour. Y/S : Your Skin. (Idk what words to use) E/C : Eyes Colour. F/F : Favourite Food. F/D : Favourite Drink.

Characther biodata:

Name: Y/n Holmes Age: 34 From: London Related to: Mycroft Holmes, Sherrinford Holmes and Sherlock Holmes Personality: Y/n Holmes is the opposite of her older brother Sherlock Holmes. She is determined, eccentric in her own way. Socially awkward investigator and yet still manage to socialize with other people as a way to break her own shell. Thinking with emotion although her brothers said it is a weakness but she sees it as strength and humanity. intelligent and a rational person. Know how to defend herself but sometimes caught off guard due to her being small among her siblings. The last daughter in the Holmes family.

Gap between her brothers: and sister 13 years between her and Mycroft. 11 years between her and Sherrinford. 6 years between her and Sherlock. 5 years between her and Eurus.

Mycroft: 47 (1852) Sherrinford: 45 (1854) Sherlock: 40 (1859) Eurus Holmes: 39 (1860) Y/n: 34 (1865)

who is Sherrinford Holmes?

Sherrinford Holmes is a proposed elder brother of Sherlock Holmes and Mycroft Holmes. His name is taken from early notes as one of those considered by Arthur Conan Doyle for his detective hero before settling on "Sherlock Holmes". In this story, Sherrinford Holmes is the second brother of the reader, Sherlock and Eurus. Mycroft stays as the eldest brother. 

There's a lot of things I added to this story. Side missions will be divided between the reader and Arthur so there will be some strangers missions or companion missions given to the Reader or Arthur as a way to balance this story. For example, the serial killer in Valentine where body parts were found was solved by you earlier in this story. 

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Silent Secrets

John walked in on Mycroft and Sherlock having an argument.

Remember this is the Holmes Brothers. Arguments is relative to the observer watching. In this case the argument was completely silent.

Diatribes were delicately delivered in infinitesimal quirk of a curled lip. Vitriol via a very arched brow. When Sherlock made a moue with his lush cupid bow lips, immediately followed by Mycroft’s double widened eyes it was bad enough in its deafening loudness.

But then Mycroft audibly grunted and Sherlock sniffed? Oh, it was borderline fisticuffs!

John was compelled to get between the the two before it escalated.

“Dare I ask?” The doctor stood between the two brothers utterly unconcerned by the twin daggers of loathing shot upon him for daring to interup such a heated onslaught.

“My blowhard of a brother is trying to insist that I owe him four more favors. He has a case that he's willing to use two of those favors for, but I determined 1- the case is no more than a 3.5 completely unworthy of my time, and 2- my favor slate was wiped clean for what I've done.”

“W-what you've done?” Mycroft's practically stuttered causing both John and Sherlock to look at him as though an aneurysm were imminent. “You have done nothing in months!”

“Au contraire, Brother Mine. I've done you the greatest of favors, quite recently in fact.” Sherlock corrected. “But I'm in a generous mood two years reprieve.”

“Really?” Mycroft’s voice was smugly and droll. “What have you done for me lately?”

Sherlock smiled most smugly as footsteps were heard coming up the stairs.

John knew that smug Look of his flatmate, well. It was a look that said something a bit not good was about to unfold. Doubly so when Mycroft suddenly went a bit pink as he looked to the door at the new arrival.

“Hey, the gang's all here. Why are you quoting a Janet Jackson lyric, Mycroft?” Greg entered the living room with a smile at Sherlock’s snort. It was a smile that slowly faded as he saw their faces.

“Really?” John quickly read the room and held in his gasp as he looked to Sherlock for confirmation, but it came from Mycroft instead.

“Fine, your favor slate is on hold for one year.” Mycroft went from pink to persimmon.

“Damn,” Greg sighed scratching his head, setting the silver strands awry, “He knows doesn't he?”

Mycroft cleared his throat, picked up his umbrella and walked over to Greg. “Yes, love, they know. And since they know… I can do this…”

Mycroft took Greg in his arms and kissed him.

Soundly.

“Dear God! I will give you six months if you two promise to never do that in front of me again!” Sherlock pointed at the door emphatically, “Get a room.”

“Excellent idea! I know one with a nice posh bed.” Greg teased.

“Deal.” Mycroft smirked at Sherlock.

“Even better deal.” Mycroft grinned at Greg and kissed him again.

“GET OUT!” Sherlock bellowed.

John could not have held back his snort of amusement had his life depended on it as the lovers departed. “So that's how you knew, he didn't know."

“Yes,” Sherlock came over and pulled him into his arms, “he was too busy in his own burgeoning love life to notice ours.”

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IMGONNAGETYOUBACK ! — DOWN BAD

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y/n l/n : second year in teyvat university. A while back they had an on & off situationship with Scaramouche from their econ class. They broke up over the lack of communication on his part and Scaramouche's deteriorating mental health. They occasionally vlog when their schedule allows it and often collab with Hu Tao in her ghost hunting channel. This resulted in their private twt account being "ghosthunter" as they swiped the user from hu tao (LOL) :P.

lumine : third year in teyvat university, arts & humanities major. She has a twin brother who is a history major. She first met Y/N at the campus library and they immediately hit it off. Ever since then, they'd often get coffee together at a local cafe before their classes.

heizou shikanoin : second year in teyvat university, criminology major. He's a big fan of corny detective shows like inspector gadget, sherlock holmes, etc. He met Y/N through a concert. They liked the same local singer (Scaramouche) and quickly became friends. Of course, he was one of the first people to realize that Y/N had went to the concert because of their situationship with Scaramouche.

venti : second year in teyvat university, liberal arts major with a minor in music. He first met Y/N through Scaramouche. He was friends with Aether and they became close friends at a party. They are often his designated driver at parties or other events including alcohol.

hu tao : second year in teyvat university, also a criminology major. She first met Y/N in high school and have always been their closest friend. She attends similar classes to Heizou, so they often bond over the fact they're incredibly sleep deprived.

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SYNOPSIS what happens when your ex-boyfriend (?) ex-situationship releases a song on your birthday about your relationship AND TWEETS that he misses you? well of course, you HAD to go get him back !

A/N hii :3 sorry ive been semi-busy and making profiles is so tedious & takes up sm time TT

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To people who have not played Ace Attorney: Which of these do you think has NOT happened in the games?

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OMITB S4:E5 "Adaptation"

We're at the halfway mark and I feel like fans with a Hercule Poirot or Sherlock Holmes type of IQ could solve the mystery by now but I am not one of those fans so I'm just here to recap and debunk or strengthen theories I already had. I say this every week but I am truly loving the pacing of this season and that they don't shy away from answering questions early on instead of trying to shoehorn everything in for the season finale. As always spoilers ahead!

Ok so now we officially have confirmation that there are two killers. After circling back to the footprint on the windowsill of the Dudenoff apartment, the tacky paper used on the photoshoot and production room set reveals that the footprint belongs to one of the Brothers sisters. We see that one twin is physically strong enough to lift a body when she lifts Oliver and moves him onto his correct mark. I don't think that necessarily means both twins are involved in the murder though. We also end the episode with that same twin being missing and hearing a gunshot implying that she has been killed. I have been waiting YEARS for a season in which the bodies start piling up and it's finally happening!

This episode was narrated by Marshall the writer and I don't know how to feel about his character. I get that he and Mabel are supposed to be similar in that they both have imposter syndrome but he in general just gives off red flags. He's inserting himself into investigating which is something killers do and him having the fake facial hair introduces the idea of the killers having disguises so clearly he was important to this episode. Not to mention he's giving stalker vibes or parasocial Arconiac vibes. I find it very interesting that Mabel and Charles did not view the video of his stand up to verify his alibi. This could very well mean that he was at the Arconia the night that Sazz was killed. He also never stepped on the tacky paper so we don't have his footprint. That's two strikes against him.

You know who else we didn't see step on the tacky paper? Glen Stubbins. Who is back by the way. I still don't care for his character but I am starting to suspect him. He's physically capable of jumping on the windowsill because he's a stunt performer and for that same reason I'm sure he's also capable of aiming and firing a gun. Also how did he know exactly where Charles lived? They only met the one time at the Stunt Man bar. And yes it's sweet that he brought bread but he could have left it downstairs with Lester. As Ben's stunt double I can't help but wonder if he was present at the Arconia the night of Sazz's murder but in disguise. There's actually a really compelling theory on the hulu subreddit that Glen is the killer if you want to check it out.

Bev actually does have an alibi for that night and seems to only be guilty of wanting her movie made. Can we rule her out just yet? Idk but we'll see. She didn't seem that confident while aiming the gun or firing it off to prove it wasn't loaded. Her revealing Sazz's voicemail and the time it was left definitely proved helpful in establishing a timeline and confirming that there are two killers. Or three if you think it's three people working together.

Howard working for the production team is only strengthening my theory that he's the Moriarty. This man is everywhere! He was working at the theater last season and immersed in the plot there and now here he is in the center of it all once again. Again I don't think he's an evil mastermind, I just think he started off envying the closeness of the trio and now he's high off the power of manipulating things behind the scenes.

Have any of you heard of the opera La Forza Del Destino? In A Series of Unfortunate Events, there is a reference and parallel to it in which a character is mortally wounded after a weapon is accidentally fired off and strikes them. What if the killer was aiming for Charles, saw Sazz dressed similar to him and was aiming to shoot, and the accomplice called to warn them that it was the wrong person but something startled the killer and they accidentally shot Sazz? Like for example they were ready to go and then someone knocked loudly or something which not only muffled the noise of the phone but startled them enough to shoot.

This season has so many parallels and coincidences that we have to assume is on purpose. We've got multiple dopplegangers and cases of mistaken identity, guns being misfired (Eva with Rudy's prop gun and Bev with Sazz's loaded gun), and even the blackout in the S4 premiere vs the fire alarm going off in the S1 premiere.

My small takeaways from the episode:

Mabel being 30 and having an identity crisis is so relatable and I hope she finds her way by the end of the series.

Lester talking about wearing a gimp mask is WILD

Charles mentioning having an account in Belize and Detective Williams pretending to unhear it is hilarious

I'm beyond tired of this Oliver and Loretta plotline and him being insecure about her new status as a celebrity. WRAP IT UP!

Fans keep bringing up the cold case and I wonder if that will become the plot point in season five

Zach Galifianakis telling Oliver about how Jonk (sp?) ran through the seven dwarfs and that they could be heard Hi-Ho'ing from the trailer took me out 🤣

Charles having a new murder board each week is my favorite thing because that's literally all of us fans each week after watching a new episode

Bev and Cinda would be besties or frenemies and I really need to see them in a scene together before the season is over

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Fact Drop #4

If she got into a throuple with Gaz and Roach, Sherlock would wear a shirt that says “MY BOYFRIEND | HAS A BOYFRIEND | WHO’S MY BOYFRIEND | (and it’s great)” And they almost cried 

Sherlock is openly demiaroace, meaning she “only develop sexual or romantic attraction towards someone after forming a strong emotional connection with them, essentially experiencing both aspects of "demi" identity at once” (Google AI)

She has three older brothers from her dad’s previous marriage, the younger two being twins

Eldest brother = straight, 2nd eldest = homosexual, 3rd eldest = bisexual + gender non-conforming

Considers herself a “practicing Buddhist”

If flirting between Nik and Price goes on for too long she will whistle the Jeopardy theme song until they stop

Nik cannot resist her puppy-dog eyes

Sherlock became very important to all of Chimera, so when she’s not with Nik on the field, she’ll be at her desk being guarded by Krueger

Appears to be unfazed by whatever chaotic situation she’s in whether it’s being held at gunpoint or a natural disaster

Gives Soap all of her attention when he talks

Has extensive knowledge on chemistry and explosives much to Soap’s delight

TF141 is both confused and impressed at how long they can discuss demolitions (record is four hours)

In @cod-dump ’s au where Nik is Soap’s bio dad, Nik + Soap + Sherlock = Grunkle Stan and Pines Twins energy

Favorite songs are “Beautiful Crazy” by Luke Combs and “Horror Movies” by Neoni

DnD!Sherlock would be a wild witch

Roach took Sherlock out ~December 2019 possibly mid-January 2020

Die-hard Rick Riordan fan; Harry Potter is a close second

Sherlock uses Nik’s full name when he’s in trouble

Her tone was so disappointed

His heart dropped to his stomach the first time he heard it

He tried doing back to her and all he got was a look up-and-down and *click tongue* “Ah!” Fluffy style

Nik does everything possible to stay on her good side after that

Sherlock = literal mini-Nik

Nik is insistent that Sherlock’s wants are actually needs, especially when it comes to her workspace

Nik legit cried when Sherlock gave him a “Happy Father’s Day” card

Good cook, great baker

Can cry on command 

Only Sherlock can refer to Nik as “Uncle Nikky”

Sherlock and Nik bond over punk rock covers of pop songs

Any man that watches Sherlock do her workout routine (yoga in the morning and evening, followed by jogging or power walking, and then powerlifting) will feel their own bodies hurting

Ghost once told Sherlock he didn’t remember the last time he got rizzed so she just goes, “Guess what? I’m a hunter…and it’s you season.”

Ghost went beet red under his mask and stumbled away from her

In my SherGazRoach AU, Gaz would Sherlock’s better half while Roach would be her bitter half

Roach took a while to take his relationship with Sherlock further out of fear of Nik

Sherlock is one of the few (if not only) people to be unbothered by how Ghost drives

In fact, she would 100% nap while he’s at the wheel

Same can be said for flying in turbulence

It drives everyone insane, as well as her indifference to explosions

One of Sherlock’s brothers accidentally backed into her with his car when she was younger and has since lost almost all feeling from below her waist

Nik wanted to “talk” with her brother when he found out

Soap called her “Cos” once and she never corrected him

THE FACT DROPS ARE BACK, BABY!!

[virginiadre]

Can you expand on the "Jesse being a foil to the protagonist (Jaden)" bit? 🤨

referring to what I spilled here? yeah sure.

(@ Gallop, you're never touching him again!)

A Foil is technically just as we call it to be. A character who by itself is meant to contrast the mc, and this is not always in the form of the villain. E.g we know how close Sherlock and Watson are with how they rely on each other throughout Doyle's writing, yet they're not the same. Foil is always important to the narrative even if not a fixed one.

Jesse Anderson is given a strong introduction in the anime. Slated to be Jaden's actual Best Friend by default, no argument there. They were meant to pass off as some metaphorical twins separated at birth, everyone's fave "brother from another mother" duo. Right off the bat we hear a professor remark how he's "just Jaden with a southern accent". (yoshida's possible attempt at reverse atem/yugi, one soul two bodies type now?)

(June-born boys are Best boys. Get all my kisses :* )

But I beg to differ. With each passing episode, it became abundantly clear how much Jesse is the knight in shining armor to Jaden's court jester appeal. Whilst Jaden heads into a duel first to save the day (stole all the duels mr. mc did), Jesse gets practical in the physical sense. We saw what a good samaritan he was repeatedly: jumped into the lake to save Chazz without any hesitation, quickly tried to save Syrus from Axel's trap, bodily put himself on the line to keep Blair safe, found the medical aid first, tried cheering up the frightened students and worried over Crowler handling the academy himself during the isekai arc.

(please! Drip too good, Proportions out of this screen. Jesse you're making Syrus drool)

Jesse is a himbo. Those golden retriever vibes emit off him so effortlessly. Truly an up-beat, silly guy. Curiously Goku-coded. He even has the hairdo to go full blonde for a perfect super saiyan cosplay. I had already spotted the dude's noticeable pecs from the start so his ripped body in isekai didn't surprise me one bit. He's just choosing loose fitting clothing like the modest man he is.

(Beefy Hunk, he could pull anybody I tell ya!)

Jaden is scrawny cuz he's loser of Slider dorm, unlike theatre twink Aster. The writers need Jaden to have an Alpha bestie who still balances him somehow. The main friend group have their own thing outside of Jaden going on with them from time to time, so poor mc is in need to connect with someone over shared paranormal experiences. Someone with a stronger savior complex, and also open for projections. For this is the perfect foil yet it comes with a price.

See, Jesse is a blank canvas. There are just too many Whys that are left unanswered because for all his Super Saiyan traits, the dude's got nothing going for him beyond that. The only flashbacks we get of him are Pegasus handing out the Crystal Beast deck, and in his hometown(?) where he promises to save that small boy's card from Trapper. Mind you, none of this is a convincing background for Anderson to have since he's not some disposable side character for crying out loud.

(he's so good with kids. town hero for sure)

Rewatched whole of GX few weeks ago and good god, my adult brain is frying me by deciphering all the plot armor. Plus I found out I've been gushing over a character who's presence makes up hardly 20% of the entire anime. I love the boy but the haunting realization hit me hard ..

..that Jesse's Gary Stu-ficiation was merely a temporary plot device. Can't wrap my head around the fact that this cool guy loses his character outline instead of us ever seeing him develop it further. If he's been designed as the Best Friend already then it was a responsibility to give him the Joey Wheeler treatment and sustain his relevance into the next season. Yet that never happens.

where jesse? :(

In fact, my experience rewatching s4 is just going "where's Jesse" every other episode. Did I also mention this shit is just a bad finale in general?

(this being the last bromance scene, since the series doesn't end on that note, sucks)

And what is Trans King Sartorius doing here before Jesse??? C'mon man, hardly 9 episodes remained to this damn season, and they were having me scared of believing that Jesse was some teen hallucination of mine.

(GOOD BOI'S HEREEEE!)

Mind you, I've done the whole counting already. Excluding yubel's possession since that ain't him, Jesse makes fleshed out appearances in only 33 ep. This series has 180 episodes :/

(peak how he's still taller and broader than mc lmao)

Was a girl waiting for you back in north academy or what pal? Like do you see what i mean here folks, literally no explanation as to why he left when it should also be shown him battling PTSD, after what yubel put him through. You think this good boi would be ok knowing he was used to kill Zan-

Wait, but Zane's alive hahaha. He isn't dead ya know since prior season got terribly retconned and we're served with a "that-never-happened" finale.

(something something the visual contrast now highlights Jaden's changed)

Which further denotes that Jesse's role as deuteragonist sadly disappears like some shadow (no pun intended). Can't be a foil all the way to the end now can he? Diluted as much as possible..

(cue an inner monologue you'd never hear s3!Jesse give)

He's strangely developed this budding rivalry towards the mc to defeat him but also feels compelled that he owes mc for saving his life from yubel's clutches. That's a first for him to acknowledge what transpired in s3 but umm… dude what's with the formality? Where's the love, like you were gushing over soulmatism some 60 eps ago so WHAT'S GOING ON?!

(Derp, Maniac, Loser :D Pick your Jesse!)

No seriously, s4!Jesse feels off to me. Not the dude from either the prior season or the manga but a little bit of both of them. Does that make sense? You follow me? Like who is this?

(Jesse what are you doing there boy, go hug Jaden)

Nobody knows why s3!Jesse, s4!Jesse and manga!Jesse are three different people. What the hell was happening in that damn writers room? Now I'm more curious as to how movie!Jesse will be portrayed to us in the near future (look at me, so hopeful for a gx movie lmao). Do you think he gives up card games to become a full time entomologist?

(Worst. Scene. Ever. Alexis is wearing heels since she's shorter than Jess)

The manga is gloriously better than the anime, in terms of structuring, and even leaving out the pitiful "poor mc has no genuine friends" arc. Yet that led about to it's only setback to me: the strange dissipation of Jesse. Here he's more nonchalant and mostly preoccupied with his personal bug fixation. So while he's a bigger cutie on page no doubt, it's just strange seeing him so irrelevant to the plot and of course, mc. Strange seeing Johan give a rat's ass about Judai in this storyline lol.

Like ugly Gecko gets to keep his backstory with his brother Sid, and damn Aster's still a pro-duelist BUT Mr. Andersen gets nothing. Considering this was published after the anime seems like a slap in the face to me cause it's clear the writers somewhat "regret" overly emphasizing Jesse's character more than necessary. Yeah it sucks that the main gang had to take a huge step back in the anime so he could take over the spotlight, which the manga clearly wags it finger at. Still hurts though.

(sheer laziness, or there's a plot twist here added for laughs)

Anyways, I like Jesse Anderson a lot. Am so innocently waiting for that remake/epilogue/movie where he comes back to us with his quirks.

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"BEDTIME STORY" - Preliminary Archon Quest (Ch. 4- Act IV) Thoughts

My diligence has finally paid off! For the first time in a while, I got to play through a Genshin quest as soon as it dropped! So, while energy is still high and the novelty of the event is still - well, novel - I offer you a collection of observations and examinations from the most recent Archon Quest.

HERE THERE BE SPOILERS - do not click unless you've played Bedtime Story or don't mind being spoiled on its events!

FIRST, and arguably (for me) most importantly - THE SINNER HAS BEEN IDENTIFIED, and before yesterday there was NO way you could have convinced me that it was Dainsleif's brother. (Has he even mentioned having a brother before this?) (The "Dain is the twins' sibling" theorists are probably deeply unhappy. Sorry for your loss.)

(A bit sad that it's not Deshret, personally, but that's not relevant atm.)

His name, Vedrfolnir (or Vethrfolnir, or Veðrfölnir or any number of phonetically similar spellings for those of us who can't do Scandanavian languages to save our lives), comes from the name of a hawk that, in Norse mythology, is partnered with a (nameless?) eagle that sits on top of Yggdrasil (Irminsul). Vedrfolnir is believed to represent the eagle's wisdom, able to see everything in the Nine Realms (likely why Genshin!Vedrfolnir's title is The Visionary) and passing information back and forth to it - much in the way that Odin's ravens are believed to pass information back and forth to him.

It is also believed to play a role in the battle between the eagle and Nidhogg (the serpent at Yggdrasil's roots) at Ragnarok - possibly similar to that of Ratatoskr, whose gossip back and forth between Nidhogg and the eagle (and Vedrfolnir by extension) is what causes their mutual aggression.

The name Vedrfolnir means something akin to "pale wind."

As far as the other "Five Sinners of Khaenri'ah" are concerned:

Hroptatyr is another name for Odin (huge? can you say HUGE?). The "wise" part is self explanatory. The name means "sage" in Old Norse.

Rhinedottir is, as we know, a Norse spelling of the German "Rheintöchter." She's named after the Rhinemaidens, three water spirits who dwell at the bottom of the Rhine river and are said to protect the Gold(tm) that can grant anyone immeasurable power. This origin is, however-

While the original Nibelungenleid (the 12th century German poem-epic) makes mention of mermaids, and Norse mythology makes mention of the proverbial gold (see below) the massively significant role mentioned above was almost COMPLETELY made up by Richard Wagner while writing the Ring Cycle. The Rhinemaidens are mentioned nowhere in Norse mythology, whereas all the other Sinners' names are pulled directly from old Norse sources. (Considering Rhinedottir's level of importance to the overarching plot, especially in Mondstadt, I have a hard time believing this difference from the other Sinners isn't equally important.)

I have discussed Surtalogi previously, so lemme just... (clears throat). Caaaaaalled it.

So yeah. He's the "Fire of Surtr," the jotunn who burns it all down. Dain and Surtalogi, sword buddies. Nice neat explanation. (Who's gonna be Surtr? Will we have a Surtr? We'll put a pin in that.)

And...if he's "the Foul," then I guess anyone who adopts his power has...the...Foul Legacy...yeah. No need to delve into that much. At least not for now.

Rerir is a little more to unpack. Or a lot more. Who am I kidding. In the Norse Volsungasaga, Rerir is part of a long and complicated line of royal births and deaths that result in rise and fall of the titular Volsung clan (similar to, but not the exact same as, the Nibelungenleid). A brief overview:

Odin gives birth to Sigi.

Sigi gives birth to Reri. Sigi is killed by his brothers-in-law.

Rerir avenges his father's death (for all you Sherlock Holmes fans - Racher is "avenger," or one who gets revenge [Rache].)

The goddess Frigg has a crow bring Rerir and his wife an apple because they're having a hard time getting pregnant. It works.

Rerir dies while his wife is pregnant - for six years.

Volsungr (Rerir's son) is born by C-section (something that seeems to happen with a lot of heroes in different mythologies, just saying). His mom dies in the process.

Volsung fathers (in addition to like ten other kids) the twins Sigmundr and Signy (in German, Sigmund and Sieglinde).

Sigmundr fathers Sigurd (Siegfried in German).

Sigurd is the dragon-slaying, Nibelung's-hoard-and-ring-of-power-having king that ends up being killed during a combination political dispute/relationship drama.

The chunks of the Volsungsaga from Volsung on are retold in Wagner's Ring Cycle, albeit with his own embellishments (see Rhinedottir).

The aspect of Rerir's title here that's confusing me the most is "Solnari." Based on Rerir's mythological origin, Solnari should be his father - but then, why not just call him "Racher of Sigi"? Meanwhile, Sol is almost certainly a reference to a Sun deity (in Norse and Germanic, the sun goddess), but the "-nari" suffix is more confusing. From what I can tell,

1) "Nari" is Sanskrit for "woman" or "maiden" - so if Solnari were The Lady Sun it would make sense, but it seems weird to randomly throw Sanskrit into a Norse civilization; and

2) Nari, or Narfi, is a different deity in Norse mythology that is supposed to be either Loki's son (killed by his wolf-shifting brother Vali), the personification of night (Nott), or both.

I can't really make sense of it in the moment, but hopefully we'll get more info as we go - preferably before another year goes by, Dainsleif, please!???

The Vinster King is, likewise, difficult to parse. There is, on one hand, the Swedish word “vinst” meaning to win, or make a return/profit - which would make the “vinster king” the king who…won? This isn’t totally impossible as we know there have been plenty of wars of succession between both gods and humans in Teyvat. On the other hand, this may be a butchered spelling of the German “finster,” meaning “dark,” “sinister,” or “gloomy.” I wasn’t super sold on my own interpretation of this until I remembered this sweet loot drop we get in the Chasm:

So that may be the case, and, as such, the “Vinster King” may be another name for Irmin.

(Side tangent: I now think it would be super funny if we found out later that Irmin and Pierrot really ARE the same person…Gloomy King…becomes a Clown…? Love that…anyway.)

I have already heard that someone has translated the message in Caribert’s memory-travel/loading-screen thingy, but I DON’T TRUST PEOPLE! So i’m gonna do it here for myself.

From the top, line by line:

FAREWELL ATOSSA

I APOLOGIZE

FOR MAKING YOU KNOW ME

UNWILLINGLY

STILL I DONT WISH

YOU TO FORGET ME

This is written in Sumeran script, not Khaenri’ahn. A nice easter egg, and very touching to be sure. ;v;

One last thing: on the Sea of Flowers.

There are a few things that this Sea of Flowers reminds me of - Nabu Malikata and her connection to water and flowers comes to mind, for one - but the thing that I was IMMEDIATELY reminded of was the Dandelion Sea.

For those who don’t particularly enjoy coming through Genshin’s archive: The Fox in the Dandelion Sea is a whopping 11-volume story series found hidden throughout Mondstadt. In the story, a hunter makes a deal with a fox (or spirit. or fox-spirit) who believes that he intentionally saved her life (he was just a bad shot, and broke the ice that was keeping her trapped on a lake): teach her fox-child to speak the language of humans, and she will teach the hunter how to transform into other creatures.

In order to meet and teach her cub, the fox takes the hunter to a “sea of dandelions, stretching as far as my eyes could see.” All foxes who “disappear during the hunt” come here, and time appears to be meaningless. While the hunter appears to move toward learning a lesson, by the end of the series, he still informs the fox that his reason for learning transformation magic is to be a better hunter. At this, the fox turns him into a dandelion puff and blows him away to a “faraway land.” He then wakes, as is from a dream, with none of what he could have had (the magic, the beautiful fox-woman, or the peaceful sea of dandelions).

While I’m unsure if the Sea of Dandelions actually has anything to do with the Sea of Flowers, it would be interesting if we found out that the Sea of Flowers is some alternate version of reality - a domain, an isolated region, or even a beautiful (but ultimately unattainable) dream.

THAT IS. basically all i have so far. This is coming off (as i said) basically 4-5 hours of sleep followed by all day on-and-off research to try and process everything we got since yesterday. and yes i know I didn't mention the Loom of Fate even ONCE but honestly between the pretty explicit "it weaves ley lines" description and the Abyss twin's equally explicit "I don't know what I'm gonna do with it yet," I don't really feel like any deeper picking has to be done for now.

okay byeee