Union-Flags

We’ve already deduced the location and the time of this: BBC building, at around 8:35 in the morning.

But where does this put us timeline wise?

Well, according to the Regents Street Twitter, those flags are not there any more. This was taken on the 19th of Feb:

So now we have evidence that not only are these original images, but they’re not current, which points towards what I originally thought - setlock took these photos in advance. The Union flags were up in June or July during 2016 to celebrate the Queen’s 90th birthday. 

Since it’s kind of hard to see, here’s another shot taken from the Regents street twitter on the 29th of January (lol):

The flags aren’t there. I don’t know how anyone can possibly believe that these Twitters aren’t legit, because this points to meticulous planning at least one year in advance

So, where else do we see those flags? Quite notably during TLD:

Originally posted by whenisayrunrun

We’ve had Jim reference T6T:

Followed by this, no less:

Y’know, hinting that T6T is a lie- and then we have Sherlock referencing the union flags possibly hinting towards towards TLD but I suspect it’s hinting towards the beginning of ‘s4′ content for the Twitters. Which means we’re getting somewhere. Which means there’s a story, here.

It’s not a trick, it’s a plan.

Isak hates speaking English.

Even, the bastard, has never had any trouble with English. He soars through phrases and compound-fucking-sentences with ease. 

But Isak hates it. He hates it and he’s not good at it and the only thing that he willingly do in English is rap dumb lyrics or throw in an American phrase for sarcastic effect. But he hates fucking speaking it and trying to understand it. He hates that while science and balancing equations and measurements comes so easy, the fucking English grammar structure alludes him.

And yet, when Even sits him down for dinner one day (grilled chicken and pasta, followed by strawberry shortcake– Isak’s favorite) and tells him that he got into a film school in London, Isak hardly blinks.

“Okay,” Isak says, “When are we leaving?”

Even is quiet for so long, eyes unblinkingly, unrelenting blue before he surges forward and envelopes Isak in the tightest hug he thinks he has ever felt. Even whispers, “I love you. I love you so much, Isak.”

And Isak realizes that Even hadn’t been expecting Isak to follow him. Which is ridiculous, but Even can sometimes be ridiculous.

Later that night, Isak insists that they watch a movie in English with no subtitles. He only really gets half of it, because they were speaking so quickly, but it’s a start right? And he comforts himself with the memory of Even lowly explaining the parts he missed in his ear in Norwegian.

(He also comes home the next afternoon to no less than six English language help guides, a new bottle of lube, and a chocolate cupcake with a Union Jack Flag firmly planted in the middle of it.)

(Isak hates English, but he loves Even.)

anonymous asked:

given that we didn't get a skam eurovision update because of the hiatus (boo!), please could you tell us about even and isak watching eurovision? (because i'm sure that they must have!)

  • for sure Isak was planning on a nice quiet night in, definitely not watching Eurovision and definitely carefully trying to make out with Even because his nose hurts and kissing isn’t the easiest thing to do right now. it’s just that Even looks so cute tucking Isak in on the couch, making him pancakes and yelling possible solutions to painful noses that he’s read on the internet from the kitchen that Isak just can’t resist. there’s too much ow, ouch, not there and not enough tongue but Isak’s satisfied with it still.
  • except then the boys arrive, strolling into the living room like they were invited, catching Isak still lying underneath a blanket on the couch, looking and feeling sorry for himself and just in the middle of telling Even just how much his nose hurts in the saddest voice he can muster red handed. 
  • Jonas raises his eyebrows in what Isak thinks is a very judgmental manner and he quickly throws back the blanket, mumbles a cool, it’s not so bad, really while trying to casually push the plate with one heart-shaped pancake left on it still underneath the couch with his feet. the boys graciously pretend to not see him do it.
  • Magnus has eleven pride flags painted on his face. Isak decides not to ask. there’s also a European union flag on his forehead. Isak decides not to tell him Norway isn’t even in the European union. he keeps yelling about Isak having to enjoy Eurovision now that he lives together with a dude. Isak decides to tell him to stop.
  • as a matter of fact, he’s close to kicking them all out when Mahdi tells him they’ve brought both Eurovision snacks and Eurovision alcohol and presses a beer in Isak’s hand. Isak scoots over to make some room then. 
  • Mahdi actually turns out to be an avid Eurovision watcher and he’s just in the process of explaining them the complicated voting system using differently colored candy when there’s a knock on the door. Isak would open it himself but, you know, he is very hurt and very sad and getting up from the couch is asking too much of him right now and so Even sighs and gets up to answer whoever’s there. Isak swears he can hear Jonas mumble the softest whipped as fuck but he can’t be sure.
  • it’s Eskild who walks in then. Eskild, who Isak remembers promised him he wouldn’t spontaneously come over this particular weekend. he’s wearing a lot of feathers and barely even acknowledges Isak before he starts handing out score cards that he’s apparently typed up himself. Isak is especially appalled by the would we do them? (this includes any people wearing an animal head!!!!) category but decides he can deal with rating the song and outfit and use of violin. 
  • they all end up in a big pile in the living room, Isak cosy between Even and Mahdi, who seem to have taken it upon themselves to make sure Isak doesn’t have to go more than five minutes without being asked if his nose hurts a lot and if he needs anything. Magnus mostly just yells at him to remember to fill in his score card. 
  • and Isak isn’t so into it at first, finds there to be a lot of glitter and a lot of dramatic pauses but he still finds himself yelling at the screen about douze points and traitors and fake saxophones when the clock hits twelve. Even kisses him on the cheek then, tells him, you’re a sexophone, and everything’s great really, even with a painful nose.