The relations between us in those latter days were peculiar. He was a man of habits, narrow and concentrated habits, and I had become one of them. As an institution I was like the violin, the shag tobacco, the old black pipe, the index books, and others perhaps less excusable. When it was a case of active work and a comrade was needed upon whose nerve he could place some reliance, my role was obvious. But apart from this I had uses. I was a whetstone for his mind. I stimulated him. He liked to think aloud in my presence. His remarks could hardly be said to be made to me–many of them would have been as appropriately addressed to his bedstead–but none the less, having formed the habit, it had become in some way helpful that I should register and interject. If I irritated him by a certain methodical slowness in my mentality, that irritation served only to make his own flame-like intuitions and impressions flash up the more vividly and swiftly. Such was my humble role in our alliance.
Adventure of the Creeping Man
Sometimes I just read this paragraph and it kills me. Too much. Just too much. Just before this paragraph is the ever famous line.
Come at once if convenient—if inconvenient
come all the same.
— S. H.
Sam asks for a favor that only very, very good friends would agree to do.
This was a very weird idea of mine that I sort of came up with after a quirky dream. It sort of almost has Blam in it but not really like they’re not involved other than… educationally? Yeah… I’m gonna go sit in a corner.
“I need help.”
Kurt doesn’t look back from his jewellery sketches when he hears Sam say that, assuming he won’t be needed in this conversation. His husband’s best friend would be in town for the weekend only and Kurt’s more than happy to let them have their time as he is due to finish his designs in the next few days anyway.
But there are some things that pull Kurt’s attention even when he’s trying to focus on something else.
“Uh… okay,” Blaine says slowly, stealing a glance at Kurt who shrugs.
“Yeah, I mean. You two are pretty good at it, right?” Sam says. “At least you have a lot of it.”
y’all like to joke about matt having poor vision and honestly that’s hilarious but imagine if he actually went blind during his time with the galra and is now fighting relying on his other senses or something?