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Sherlock Crossover AU! :D Which works surprisingly well…
I was tempted to do Max as Molly here cuz we’re both Sherlollians, but I felt John fit Max here a teensy bit better if only for his military background, supposed leg problems and short sidekick height fashion sense. It also made for a quicker read. And of course, Sherlock!Furiosa, who would be hella in a belstaff coat. The bromance is strong with these two.
More food for thought:
- Miss Giddy as Mrs. Hudson! (Or Keeper of the Seeds if only cuz I find it hilarious for her to go around saying “not your house keeper!”)
- Valkyrie as Irene Adler
- The Ace as Inspector Lestrade
- Nux as Bill Wiggins
- Slit as Anderson (lol what a loser)
- Toast as Sally Donovan (I think their feisty personalities match)
- Angharad as Mycroft Holmes
- Joe as either Moriarty or Magnussun
- Maybe even Jessie Rockatansky as Mary Watson?
- Cheedo might be cute as Molly…
ALTHOUGH I think it could also be easily Max Hooper. In terms of personality I do feel that Max relates to Molly on a slightly socially awkward and stutter not-good-with-words way but would do anything for Furiosa and would totally keep a personal blog of his Dog. AND because deep DEEP down we are Sherlolly Trash–
Hello, mollyhall. Does your heart ever hurt? Not like... the internal organ. The other one. And for no reason at all, it just... does? What do you do when your heart hurts?
hello, moonbird. yes! sometimes my heart hurts for no reason. i think everybody who is alive in the world sometimes has their heart hurt for no reason, or at least no reason that they can point to and be like, “HEY, BUB. WHAT IF YOU CUT IT OUT? EH? EH? what if you drank a soda and chilled the fuck out.”
there are a couple of ways that i have found, in my life, to deal with this.
embrace the sad. turn on some hella sad music and turn off all the lights and be like, “okay, fine!!!! FINE!!! YOU WANNA BE SAD, BRAIN? OKAY. we’ll be sad. we’re gonna jump right into this pool of sadness and SWIM AROUND IN IT!!!!!! what’s that on your head? it’s SADWEED, which is SEAWEED OF SADNESS.”
close your eyes. breathe. be sad. it’s okay to be sad. there’s nothing wrong with sometimes being sad. we’re humans. our brains are complicated and easily confused, because we, like everything else, are just dumb animals who sometimes want to chase our own tail and are sad when we can’t. so what? you’re sad. okay. be sad.
turkish oil wrestle the sad. sometimes your heart is sad but your brain is like, “dude are you for real right now??? are you for real with this????? are you seriously honestly for REAL TRYING TO DO THIS RIGHT NOW??????”
that’s no good. it’s no good when half of you is like “EVERYTHING COSTS MONEY AND EVERYONE YOU LOVE DISAPPOINTS YOU” and the other half is like “WOW, WHINE A LITTLE HARDER.” don’t talk to yourself like that!!! you’re having a hard day. we all have hard days (see #1).
but on days like this, when you can’t commit to going swimming in the Public Pool of Local Sadness, try putting on your boxing gloves. for me, that often means putting on fast or angry or just, you know, intense music (nicki minaj or fifth harmony or little mix or ella eyre or G.R.L.) and then running or dancing or honestly just entertaining a very elaborate fight sequence fantasy in which i pretend i’m sidney bristow in alias and beat the crap out of my couch cushions.
sometimes letting yourself Feel The Sad helps tire the Sad out. but sometimes it doesn’t, and you have to Fight The Sad with endorphins instead. walk past the Public Pool of Local Sadness and go to the Gym of Self(care) Defense and suit up.
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Happy New Year, everyone. The wait is finally over. I like to think that, even as Sherlock returns to John, he’s returning to us as well. :) We’ve waited with John Watson, and, while our wait was no doubt less agonizing than his surely was, it was trying in its own right. And yet here we are, still going strong. Cheers fandom.