pool alarm

I want to feel the butterflies in my stomach as the first campers come racing towards my cabin, excited to start the week. I want to have an icy cold jump in the pool as my alarm clock. I want to get to know the quiet kid and be able to see her discover something about herself that even she didn’t know. I want to act like a goofball and dress up in ridiculous outfits and still be seen as a role-model. I want to embrace my inner child and expand my creativity.

I want to feel the burn of my muscles and the heaviness of my eyes after a full day of fun and excitement. I want to sit with my campers through the bad times and the good, be both a shoulder to cry on and a friend to share stories with. I want to have someone depend on me, someone to remind me that I have worth and I am needed. I want to hug my friends for as long as we need to, forgetting about the sweat and dirt and just feel at home in their arms. I want to have the smell of campfire smoke and bug spray woven into every article of clothing that I own.

I want to wade waist deep into the creek and help my campers discover the thrill of holding a crayfish in their hands for the first time. I want to sit outside at night with my friends, huddled together for warmth and trying not to wake up nearby cabins with our laughter. I want to feel the safest, healthiest and most supported I have ever felt despite being exhausted and dripping with sweat at any moment. I want to forget about ‘the real world’ for a while. I want to make my campers happy and share some of my passion with them.

I want to know I’m loved. I want to feel alive again. I want to be at camp.

Tick Bloody Tock

Hello and welcome to the hell I put myself through. Now @thelostsmiles found something amazing, way back. Back when this all seemed so fresh. You don’t hear the ticking of a real Rolex. Considering the topic was brought up again, I took it upon myself to find every time a clock/watch ticks in BBC Sherlock… And after a hellish rewatch, I’m here, ready to put you through the same hell.
So, let’s begin… Under the cut we go ;)

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lenleg​ HERE YOU GO, SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG

response to this prompt!

ANONYMOUS ASKED: I DON’T KNOW IF YOU TAKE REQUESTS, BUT THERE WAS THIS ONE IN LENLEG’S FIC PROMPT LIST AGES AGO THAT I DON’T THINK ANYONE FILLED AND I’D LIKE TO SEE. “GORDON DEVELOPS A HABIT OF PUSHING HIS BROTHERS IN THE POOL, HE THINKS IT’S HILARIOUS. JOHN COMES DOWN FROM FIVE AND EVERYONE PURPOSELY DOESN’T WARN HIM OF THEIR BROTHERS LATEST HABIT. IT’S SUDDENLY A LOT LESS FUNNY WHEN JOHN’S HEAD CRACKS AGAINST THE SIDE OF THE POOL AND THERE’S BLOOD IN THE WATER” - THANKYOU IN ADVANCE! YOUR WRITING IS AMAZING.

It’s Gordon who pitches John into the pool, because he’s gotten everybody else in the space of a week, and John’s the only one he’d been waiting for. Even Grandma had gotten dunked, and Gordon had nearly had one of his ears yanked off by the family matriarch as she hauled him all the way to the shallow end for a lecture. Grandma Tracy had been on the swim team in her day, too.

Kayo, technically, had thrown Gordon in. Gordon still counts this as a win, seeing as how they’d both ended up in the water after her preemptive tackle, once she’d noticed the pattern of Gordon working his way through the family. Brains had been similarly forewarned, and approached Gordon during his morning swim, befitted with a lifejacket and oversized goggles, a lamb to the slaughter. Quite willing to be dunked, but given the number of electronics he carried around on a regular basis, unwilling to be surprised by a dunking. Gordon had given him an obliging shove into the shallow end.

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Scandalous Notes

So… Didn’t get too much from ASiB but, then again, I found a few interesting things :) Let’s begin…

  • As it transitions to Irene from the pool, you can hear alarms in the background for a second. Like why? Reminds me a bit of the Sherrinford alarms but we do hear a lot of this kind of stuff sometimes so… Could be EMP? 
  • Projector like light when leaving the theatre. 
  • John couldn’t have been on the sofa since he was in Dublin/wasn’t in London at the time. (He’s also wearing the MP outfit but we all know this already). This is the first instance of Sherlock inserting John into places via his MP/imagination. Doesn’t indicate EMP but it puts into question - What’s real?
  • As I’ve alluded to text on screen is and must be from Sherlock’s POV, it isn’t just for us. Could this be an EMP tell?
  • “You’re very quick Mr Holmes.” - Ha! For once Sherlock has high self-esteem. IT’S A MIRACLE GUYS, A BLOODY MIRACLE!!
  • Oh, nice projector like light, Irene.
  • Flashback to Irene’s lipstick being applied as Sherlock finds the present. - It’s an impossible flashback. Which means this is an… EMP tell.
  • Can these three lights count as projector like lights? They stand out to me and Bart’s does look almost peculiar, in a way? Like it belongs in a horror movie or something?
  • “We all do silly things.” “Yes. They do, don’t they?” Who’s they? I know you could refer to many different things with this but could it be… Sherlock’s characters in his fabrication, Irene being one of them? The people he makes up and applies to certain scenarios do silly things? I’ve already said EMP is left to play out on its own so, the characters would eventually do silly things? Who knows?
  • Car headlights remind me of projector like lights…

So… It seems ASiB is barely real, at least the way we see it. All the projector lights, the alarm, the ticking I found previously (also some music seems to have ticking but I never included that in my list and I probably never will :P). 

A lot of text is present in this episode too, text on screen that Sherlock couldn’t know about but… it’s from his POV, it has to be. So what does this mean? EMP? Or something else? (Of course you know I’d bank on EMP but a lot of this can be applied to any theory, always remember that).

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