Ok for some reason my brain is hyper focusing on Johnlock again like I won't regret it 2-3 business days from now when I come out of it with 5 new open AO3 tabs (out of my already 156 open AO3 tabs not counting other unfinished/unread fic/fic I've not caught up on, full disclosure) for fic that I probably won't finish reading and/or while being unable to find the. Very Specific. fic I want to read and just having like an open half-filtered tab... But Anyway.
Here's a Very Rare Johnlock Post from me lol
Imagine after all the seasons are over and Johnlock are old and have finally talked about their feelings and properly, actually, gotten officially together
(and subsequently gotten married in like 2 months cause Sherlock filled out the paperwork while John was not actually at home and then actually having a discussion about it when John finds out it happened cause Sherlock casually mentions it and actually agrees after Sherlock mentions (read: steamrolls over him, anxiously) them practically already being married by common law and just officialising it for the tax benefits... they only have a proper wedding, maybe on their/an anniversary when Mrs Hudson finds out probably 6 months later or sth and complains,, but I've gone on a tangent again)
Anyway Rosie is a teenager, with after-school activities and a phone.
I'm just imagining Sherlock dragging John out on a murder case (read: date) and deciding to feed him midway through (like always, tbh,, sth sth that post about feeding the depressed man that tends to forget to eat but I digress)
So Rosie gets a text and a voicemail from the two of them (cause Sherlock prefers to text and tell me John is not the sort to leave voicemails, like he would have put it on the voicemail machine if they had one he's so old man sometimes)
And it goes something like:
[Text from Papa]
Ragù Bolognese, Angelo's, 7pm. Hugs. -SH
[Voicemail from Dad]
"Hi honey, it's Dad.
Sorry we won't be able to make it to dinner with you, your father's got a case and you know how he gets...
Anyway, Mrs Hudson is going out tonight remember, so your Papa is booking the usual table at Angelo's for you... You still like the Spaghetti Bolognese right?
Don't worry about us, we'll eat before we get home. And the reservation is at 7, so don't be late. This will probably take a while so don't wait up either and go straight to bed young lady, you hear me?
Anyway I've got to go, loveyoubye."
Anyway I think it would be very cute, like they love and care about her, even if they're old men who laugh at crime scenes and whose ideal date is trying to catch a murderer together, and they show it by taking a moment to make sure she's fed with her favorite food even when they're busy solving crime, so yeah.
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🎭 Kindergala Starter Prompts!
here's a collection of prompts you can send into people's ask boxes to interact with them if you don't know what to say, or find it easier to just copy & paste something and send it!! :D
ofc, feel free to change, alter, or expand on these prompts if needed! these are all for different scenarios, but i'm sure you can figure which ones are which from context :'''D
❝Your mask is cool! What's it supposed to be of?❞
❝Ew. What are you doing here?❞
❝Are you... supposed to be me?❞
❝Oh my god. I am so sorry! I didn't mean to spill my drink on you!❞
❝This is really weird... You remind me of someone I know. But different.❞
❝Have we met before?❞
❝There's so many people... I'm getting kind of nervous.❞
❝What are you doing all by yourself? The party's over there.❞
❝Is it really you...? I thought you were dead!❞
❝Oh no, you are not getting the last slice of cake if I have anything to say about it! It's mine!❞
❝Fancy seeing you here. I didn't think we'd meet again.❞
❝I didn't know they let plebians in.❞
❝Why are you so old?❞
❝I remember being that young. I wouldn't ever go back to that.❞
❝Excuse me? I don’t think that's a very nice thing to say.❞
❝I noticed you staring at me for a while... Why?❞
❝I thought I should say hi to everyone here! So hi!❞
❝What even is up with all this multiverse stuff... Have you ever thought about it, like, on a philosophical level?❞
❝So... any mysteries from your world you can spill about to a total stranger?❞
❝I'm under a lot of stress here, so can you stop being so annoying!?❞
❝Do you think past lives are real?❞
❝How do you feel about dying?❞
❝I wish I got a better mask... Mine doesn't fit me that well.❞
❝You're carrying a lot of food there! Need some help?❞
❝Man... I hate the 'no violence' rule. Do you know what I'd do if that wasn't a thing?❞
❝You look like you're having fun! Can I join you?❞
❝You just look like you need some company. I can sit with you for however long you need.❞
❝Did you bring a date for the gala?❞
❝I'd really like to dance with you... Do you feel the same?❞
❝So. We're in the void, huh? I've never been here before...❞
❝You have a nice outfit. Very fancy! I want your style so bad!❞
❝I feel kind of silly, all dressed up for something like this... How about you?❞
❝I came here alone... Can I hang out around you and just be friends for tonight?❞
❝Whoa, hold up! What are you doing?? Isn't that dangerous!?❞
❝I'm about to pull the biggest prank ever, but I need some help. Are you in?❞
❝I bet I can chug all the punch in less than a minute. Wanna watch?❞
❝I'm glad I'm here with you. I'm glad we're here. Coming to this place with you was the best idea, truly."
❝—Wait, is it your birthday? Happy birthday!! Good place to have your party, huh?❞
❝I didn't actually want to come... I was dragged here, kicking and screaming.❞
❝I didn't think I'd have this much fun, but I am!❞
❝Hold on for a second— Your mask is crooked. And there's no mirror nearby... Can I fix it for you?❞
❝...Have you been in the bathroom this whole time?❞
❝Where have you been!? I've missed you!❞
❝Hey, my favourite song's on! Have you ever heard of them?❞
❝Do you think we'll get kicked out if we put ghost pepper powder on all the food and drinks?❞
❝There's so much space to run around and be free! Let loose a little, okay?❞
❝I guess we can't play hide and seek here... Unless you can turn invisible or something. —Wait, can you turn invisible??❞
❝I challenge you to a duel!❞
❝I wanna dance so bad... I'm so scared, though. I'll probably look terrible. I have zero sense of rhythm! I can't dance!❞
❝My group needs someone to take our picture! Can you do it? We'll treat you after, if you want!❞
❝I can't believe I cancelled plans for this.❞
❝Wow... How are you so cool?? I can't believe I'm meeting someone like you!❞
❝What did one mask say to the other? 'I got you covered!'❞
❝I don't think I've been this... calm... in a long time.❞
❝You have such a beautiful smile.❞
❝Jeez, you look like you really need to talk to someone. Like a therapist, maybe?❞
❝I took too much food at the snack bar... Do you want some? Please? I'm begging you, I seriously can't eat all this myself—❞
❝Do you ever know someone, but you don't really know them?❞
❝We might have gotten off on the wrong foot. Can we start over?❞
❝You just arrived? Welcome to the Kindergala! You're a bit late, so the dessert might be all gone if we don't hurry—!❞
❝Did anyone lose a wallet?❞
❝—Hey, is this yours? You dropped this while you were walking.❞
❝I am not cute. Don't you dare call me that.❞
❝I always do something funny before a picture is taken so the smiles are more genuine.❞
❝I thought there would be more adults here. Why is this a daycare??❞
❝The real question is... Where's Waldo?❞
❝...I can't read this. Can you read? What does it say?❞
❝...Sorry, who are you, again?❞
❝Come on, don't look at me like that!❞
❝Coming here was a lot nicer than I thought it'd be!❞
❝This place is so... away from everything. Like, in a good way. It's cozy and quiet— Can I stay here too?❞
❝Would anyone notice if we just take a nap, right here, right now?❞
❝I... brought a gift for you. I hope you like it! Here you go!❞
❝You should let your hair down more often.❞
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it was late, possibly past midnight, when there was a knock on the door.
her boys were upstairs, “going to sleep”, as james had phrased it, but euphemia could still hear their laughs from her son’s room; fleamont had some issues to deal with in the ministry. he said he’d be home for dinner, but euphemia was not exactly upset that he hadn’t been — she knew difficult everything was, at that moment, and, in times of war, she was glad that she had someone who worked for a change in her family, besides her slightly reckless son.
she groaned as she stood up, and hoped that whoever had taken the time to show up on her doorstep was not someone of high importance; her hair was messed up by sleep, and she was wearing just a nightgown, in opposition to her usually elegant appearance.
when she opened the door, she didn’t even have to know the name of the person in front of her, because the resemblance between her and the young man upstairs was striking — the same sharp jaw, the same raven curls, the same hooded eyes. walburga black had always been of an aristocratic beauty, and, while she was usually of a graceful elegance, the dim light accentuated her sharpness so much she looked like a caricature, and there was something that resembled a mad grief in her eyes.
“walburga black,” she nodded politely, admittedly slightly uptight, “to what do i owe the pleasure?”
“hello, euphemia potter. i came to see sirius,” she answered, clasping her hand around her cloak.
“i’m afraid i can’t help you with that, he and james have already gone to bed, and they must have fallen asleep. besides, unfortunately, i don’t think he wants to see you very much.”
“he’s my son,” she said, and there was something pained in her voice that made her want to hold walburga. after all, was she not lost soul, a mother, too?
“he’s not your son anymore,” euphemia whispered, and she was surprised by the slight tinge of melancholic sadness in her voice.
walburga looked away from her, blinking quickly, so as if to not let her tears escape her eyes, and, for the first time ever, euphemia saw the woman’s shoulders sag. “i am sorry i have come to disturb you as such an hour, mrs potter.”
euphemia stayed silent for a while. “may i at least offer you a cup of tea?” she asked, feeling like it was the only suitable thing to fill their silence with. “after all, your trip from london to here can’t have been that pleasant. it’s the least i could do. we could go drink it in the garden, if you don’t want to come in.”
“i don’t think i should stay,” she retorted, but there was a certain hesitation in her voice.
“very well, then.” euphemia nodded and, right as walburga turned her back and began to move, she gently grabbed her hand in hers. “walburga, i know how you must feel; i am a mother, too, and i would not want to be in the situation you are in right now. however, i also want sirius to be safe and healthy, and if that means keeping him away from your family, at least for now, that is what i will do. i am sure you understand.”
walburga nodded, biting her lip. “indeed, i do.”
“if, by any chance, he willingly wants to talk to you, without being coerced into doing so, i will let you know, one way or another.”
she nodded once more. “thank you. good night, euphemia potter.”
“good night, walburga.” she watched over the younger woman as she disappeared into the night, and only then did she walk back into her home, her mind filled with grieving mothers and lost sons.
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