Big-Ben-Tower

I that am lost, oh who will find me?
Deep down below the old beech tree.
Help succour me now the east winds blow.
Sixteen by six, brother, and under we go!

16 x 6 = 96

Elizabeth Tower, the new name of the Big Ben clock tower since 2012 (renamed for the Queen’s diamond jubilee) is 96 meters high…

It is listed in Mycroft’s notebook in TLD, presumably as one of Sherlock’s bolt holes or places to be monitored:

Pic pinched from @darlingtonsubstitution

In the Musgrave ritual, the treasure was hidden under the spot. What was hidden under Elizabeth Tower in TEH? A bomb.

Are we being told the same story over and over again? That Sherlock has to save himself (aka England)? Or John? 

Character analysis: Sebastian Michaelis

-This character is fantastic and methodical in so many ways. In a sense, Sebastian Michaelis (The name given by his master!) is more or less like a computer or a robot at the first glace; he can recreate the Big Ben Tower into the most detailed way; can execute the orders of the master in very precise manner; can remember a huge amount of information; can even murder without a second thought when ordered or when convenient, but I believe that there is much more to him. Despite that we don’t even know about his origin or even his real name, I analyze what we know and hopefully help you understand him better. As always I’m happy to receive your thoughts on this.

-There aren’t many things we know about his past. What we know of him is little to what we wish we knew. He and Smile didn’t discuss that much about Sebastian’s past, and it seems that for some reasons Smile doesn’t want to talk to Sebastian about this topic. It seems that in the past, Sebastian didn’t use contracts with humans to get the souls, that he ‘sampled every dish.’ We don’t know much about contracts, or when they were started to get used, but it seems that (At least according to my opinion!) that Sebastian stopped ‘sampling every dish’ for the reason that he found this immature or at least very animalistic. He finds it distasteful that humans are controlled by their unconsciousness or ‘primitive’ instincts, and therefore he tries hard to be in control of himself. That’s why he chose using contracts in order to feed himself; he doesn’t act like a ‘beast,’ and can win over his hunger and demonic instincts, making him feel that those instincts don’t control him, but he is the one controlling them. I think that Sebastian is quite strict on himself, and a perfectionist. I mean just look at his expression caused by the words ‘Despite being so hungry, you cannot help yourself.’ This guy definitely hates being helplessly demonic.

-There is also one thing about Sebastian’s past I don’t see mentioned at all. It seems that Sebastian ‘caused quite a commotion’ in the ‘Schönbrunn Palace’  in the capital of Austria. I wonder if Sebastian ate the soul of a Prince or Princess or something like this. I imagine Sebastian with a mask on a ball, mesmerizing ladies and princesses(Or even princes and lords!) with his charm and dancing skills.

-We all know about Sebastian’s obsession with cats. Not to mention that his personality is quite catlike: pedantic, predatory and playful. Sebastian seems to be quite fond of cuteness, and he is someone who doesn’t truly enjoys being mean to the innocent. He actually seems to be nice to the ones he finds cute or innocent. 

-Also, he finds cats and sleeping Smile the best things about serving Earl Phantomhive.

-Sebastian is a true perfectionist and quite a narcissist. He gets hurt when others don’t like him, but from what we know demons are incapable of feeling strong advanced emotions. But, what are strong advanced emotions? Basic emotions are fear, anger, hunger and lust. What I’m talking about are emotions like love, faith, hurt enough to cry, etc. I think that he got hurt when Smile rejected his help, after Madam Red was murdered, and that especially when he thought that Smile cared about him getting hurt, when in fact he didn’t. 

-He also was angry at Smile for putting himself in danger by not shooting Madam Red,  or by preventing Sebastian from killing Madam Red. Just look at his expressions during Aunt Red’s funeral. 

-I think that Sebastian and Smile were passive-aggressively fighting during chapters 12,13s, until Sebastian confronted him. Smile didn’t like what Sebastian said to William about humans, and maybe he found those words offensive, and Sebastian didn’t like how Smile behaved during the confrontation with Grell and Madam Red. As an indicator for this is that Smile didn’t tell Sebastian that he paid for the prostitute’s grave, as we can see from Sebastian’s surprised expression. 


-I’d like to say a few words about the friendship of Sebastian with Agni. He probably was the only human that truly impressed Sebastian. Agni is the ‘epitome of a butler,’ and by saying those words Sebastian puts Agni on a higher place as a butler than himself. That says a lot about how much Sebastian admired Agni, especially since Sebastian is quite a narcissist. Sebastian has high standard on himself as a butler, and it’s not surprising that Sebastian is surprised by Agni’s devotion. No human was ever as devoted as Agni. But, also Sebastian was highly impressed by Agni’s numerous skills. I personally wished I met someone like Agni.

-Sometimes, I think that Sebastian sees Smile as an extension of himself. Not in the sense that he thinks that Smile is part of himself, but in the sense he wants to be looked serving a master looking as perfect as him. Sebastian always makes sure that Smile looks nice, and has a decent reputation as an Earl. Sebastian can quite fit in the human society.

-Sebastian has a set view on how a human butler should be, and he pays a great deal to appearances. I noticed that when Sebastian was teaching Smile in the beginning of the contract, he behaved in the same way as tutors acted during the Victorian time; he wore glasses to look more teacher-like; he made himself look in his early 30s so he would be more trusting as an Earl’s butler without looking too old as well. We know he doesn’t like being called old.

-In one of her blogs, Yana Sensei has stated that Sebastian ‘prefers a specific outward appearance, no matter if it’s a man or a woman.’ That makes Sebastian a bisexual, doesn’t it? But, if it’s an order or convenient, he doesn’t have any complains.

-Sebastian doesn’t lie as we know. But, I’ve seen comments about something that he said to Agni.From how I see it, Sebastian was just muttering to himself. He wasn’t saying anything to Agni. Sebastian wasn’t lying when he said that he didn’t say anything. It was just thinking out loud.

-There are a few things I’d like to know, or I imagine, about Sebastian. I wonder how he would be while serving a decent master. Would decent people make a contract with a demon? My guess is yes, but if that happened he probably would be a lot different. He acts according to their master’s wishes, so he definitely would be quite different. Another thing, I’d like to know about Sebastian is why did he choose to look like Vincent? If Sebastian was asked something truly impossible by Smile, like bringing his parents back to life, what would he do?

-Regarding demons’ true nature, we all know that they are evil, manipulative and ruthless, but I always wonder if it’s necessary for them to eat souls. No one can decide what one needs, so if they can’t survive without eating souls, are demons truly evil? It seems that Sebastian is a special case for preferring contracts over sampling, as Yana sensei stated in her blog, so I guess demons in the Kuroshitsuji world really have the nature we always presumed they have.

~ By Red Rose Crown ♕

-This is my first post in this blog. I hope you like my analysis. The next one I think will be Madam Red. If you have any suggestions, please feel free to ask. 

The Proposal - Brett Talbot

Requested by Zeronix (on Wattpad) – Hi *grins* Could I please request a Brett x reader (cause you’re doing amazing with Cody Christian/Theo stuff and are satisfying that pretty face’s need) where you two have been dating for a while and go on a trip to England or something and he surprises you with a proposal and maybe a promise to get a cute cottage there (in wherever they vacationed) one day? Please, and if Brett is too hard for you to write, maybe Derek or Theo works too.

Word Count: 1,250

Warnings: None, just fluff.

Author’s Note: I rarely write Brett imagines, so enjoy this one! Also, I’m back with new imagines!

[My Teen Wolf Master List]

For their fifth anniversary, Brett and Y/N planned a trip to England for two whole weeks. It took a lot of planning and saving a lot of money, but the two managed to make it happen. Luckily, their anniversary was during the summer and they didn’t have to worry about missing any classes or having to wait to celebrate during a break from school.

During their vacation, they visited a lot of touristy places like Big Ben, Stonehenge, Tower of London, Hyde Park, River Thames, and the London Zoo. Of course, they tried every restaurant and cute cafe Y/N saw. She was a foodie, especially with Italian since it’s her favorite. She loved wine and she couldn’t help but try different kinds every night for dinner. Brett didn’t care where they went or what they did, as long as Y/N was happy. Coming here was on her bucket list and he wanted everything to be perfect. He let her plan the entire trip, with the exception of him planning their last night together.

He told her he wanted to do something special for their last night, a romantic dinner. This was no surprise to Y/N as Brett has always surprised her with romantic surprises. However, Brett was about to pull the biggest surprise ever. One she would never forget and would tell their future grandchildren someday.

Y/N let out a small sigh with her eyes closed after taking the last bite of her favorite dessert. “This entire dinner was amazing.”

Brett chuckled as he nervously put his hand in his pocket; double-checking the ring box hasn’t suddenly disappeared into thin air. “I’m glad you loved it, baby.”

She fluttered her eyes open and immediately locked them with Brett’s. She placed the fork down on the plate and pushed it aside before reaching out for his hands as she spoke, “I’m serious. Everything about tonight was perfect. A romantic candlelight dinner on a rooftop that has an amazing view of, not only the country side, but the stars too,” she looked up with a huge smile on her face. She lost count how many stars shined so bright, but she didn’t care. She was happy. She was in love and in one of the most beautiful places in the world with her best friend. “Tonight couldn’t get any better,” she whispered as she saw a shooting star. “Make a wish, babe,” she whispered. Brett saw her close her eyes and make a wish. He didn’t feel the need to repeat her actions to make a wish. He already had a wish and he hoped she’d say yes.

When she rolled her head back and looked at Brett, she gave him a sweet smile. “Did you make a wish?”

“Yup, did you?” He asked.

“Of course,” she squeezed his hands.

He brushed his thumb across her knuckles. “What did you wish for?”

“I can’t tell you that, silly! Then it won’t come true,” she giggled. “Besides, it’s not like you’re going to tell me what you wished for.”  

“I wished that you would say yes,” he admitted.

Her heart skipped a beat. For a spilt second, she thought maybe he was about to ask her to marry him. She immediately pushed that thought in the back of her mind. He wasn’t going to propose tonight. They had a plan; the typical and safe plan. They would finish school first and then get married once they had careers.

“You know I’d say yes to you anytime about anything,” she smiled. Then she shook her head, “I take that back. I say yes most of the time,” she chuckled.

Except Brett didn’t laugh with her. He was completely nervous and her pervious statement made him more nervous. What if she didn’t say yes? After all, they weren’t done with school. They had student loans. They didn’t have stable careers. They each had a part time job that was enough to pay rent for their little apartment, and had to work extra shifts to make this trip happen.

“Brett?” She whispered, pulling him out of his thoughts. He looked extremely nervous. She had never seen him like this before. “What’s wrong?”

He cleared his throat, pushing back the tightness, and took a deep breath. He squeezed her hands and looked into her worried eyes. “Y/N, I love you. You know that, right?”

She nodded slowly as she eyed him carefully. He was scaring her. Her heart was beating like crazy. The sound of her heartbeat was echoing in her eardrums. “And I love you…” she trailed nervously.

“These five years with you have been the best years of my life. I fell in love with a woman who became my best friend, and I can’t imagine living my life without her, her laugh, her touch, her sweetness, her kisses, her love…” he trailed. As he spoke, tears formed in Y/N’s eyes as her heart continued to pick up its rapid pace. She knew what was happening and she was ready for it.

“I know we had a plan,” he pulled out the small black box from his pocket and knelt down on one knee. Y/N gasped as her hands flew to her mouth. Her heart was racing, as the tears in her eyes fell down her cheeks. They’ve talked about having a future together, but she couldn’t believe it was finally happening. Their forever would start sooner than expected.

“But I can’t wait another second,” Brett continued. “I want my best friend to be my fiancé, then my wife, and someday the mother of my kids. I want to spend the rest of my life with you,” he paused and took a deep breath. “Will you marry me, Y/N?”

She nodded repeatedly before she wrapped her hand behind his back and pulled him in for a kiss. “Yes,” she mumbled between kisses. “A million times yes!”

Brett chuckled as he pulled back. He pulled out the ring from the box and grabbed her left hand. Y/N watched as he slowly slid on her new diamond engagement ring. Brett held her hand and admired the view for a few seconds before he kissed her wedding finger.  

“I promise to fulfill every promise I made to you. We’ll get married like we planned. I promise to buy you your dream house, no matter where it is. If it’s back home or here, as long as I’m with you,” Brett promised.

“It’s absolutely beautiful here. I would like to move here someday,” she turned to see the view from the rooftop in the night sky. “Maybe after we retire, and we’re old and gray,” she giggled as she looked back at Brett. “This would be a nice place to live after a long and happy life together.”

Brett’s lips formed a huge smile, knowing they would have a long and happy life together. “Whatever you want, baby, I’ll make it happen.”

Y/N cupped his cheeks and leaned her forehead against his. “I love you, Brett, and I can’t wait to be your wife.”

Brett smiled as he leaned in and kissed her. “I love you, too.”