really bad quality sorry about that

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Marichat May (Akumatized Chat Noir)

feat. Chat Blanc, The Evil Minor Inconvenience

Let’s face it, this is how Chat Noir will really be if he gets “evillized”. Christmas special tells us he is too pure to even be a real vengeful cat of the night.

Late entry, but I did say I’ll catch up to all of Marichat May eventually… c: it’s june soon

Bonus:

I got a few asks about this picture. Sorry, the lighting was very bad in the exhibition and this picture was small. I had to zoom in all the way as they taped off this area and we could not get close. There was a desk where I assume Mashima sat (or was a recreation), and there was a video recording of him actually drawing this (which was really cool). This is the best quality I could take. Hopefully the actual picture will be released sometime or someone else managed to take a better photo.

dan and phil on the 'creating a community' panel at playlist live 2017: a summary

THEIR OUTFITS ARE ALL SO BEAUTIFUL

DAN IN STRIPES

could they literally be sitting any closer together i think not

dan asks the crowd how they are

dan and phil are the only ones that have spoken so far why is everyone else rude

phil again shifts closer to dan

julien and phil bonded over hamsters backstage

dan and phil are by far the most charismatic why is everyone else so sad

– the lag is fucking ridiculous i’m so sorry if i miss anything –


– the stream has broken –

– the stream is EVENTUALLY back –

dan says the cat whiskers are really bad for pores

phil is speaking about people making friends because of his and dan’s videos and fandoms are a reason for people being artistic

“i was a sad lonely teenager” - dan

dan calls phil out on being in the buffy fandom when he was younger

dans crossy legs i love it

i can’t get over his shirt it’s beautiful

and phil’s bomber jacket suits him so well i’m gonna cry

dan is so engaged in this panel he’s so intently listening to everyone else

“shoutout to the mums” dan says with a wink, “… and the dads”

“that is a good cube” - dan

dan snorts at the host calling creators ‘talent’

“you have responsibility now” dan says as a fan catches the microphone

“wow cool!” dan says as a fan reveals they’re from new zealand

phil says julien and jenna’s hamster looks like an anime hamster (“we all wish we were as beautiful as that hamster, it’s so perfect” - dan)

wow tom roasts phil for being on youtube for so long

when tom passed phil in subscribers in like 2008 he posted on phil’s channel saying 'suck it phil’ (“that’s why i avoided you for three years… kidding” - phil)

phil speaking about people being inspired by his videos is so cute i love him

dan and phil do sound effects as the cube microphone is thrown

– more lag ugh playlist please sort out your shitty wifi i have people depending on me to summarise

dan and phil lean in close to one another to talk as the microphone is thrown

fan: well for dan we all know what inspired him (dan doesn’t argue but does 'that’ face) but phil is there a moment or something that inspired you??


– i’ve switched to a periscope because the main stream kept freezing i’m sorry i’ve missed phil’s answer :( –

dan is doing a lil foot wiggle

this periscope isn’t lagging half as bad tho thanks to the streamer

dan takes the piss out of the sponsor

dan is speaking about the bristol book signing and an emotional mum and the impact his and phil’s videos had on her kids after a shitty year and it’s really stuck with him when he doubts the quality of his content i’m nearly crying he’s so humble

phil fixes his fringe

THERE’S A BIRD ONSTAGE WHAT THE FUCK

dan’s reaction to the bird is priceless

the host says sad mum is back in bird form…..

dan is embarrassed i think lmao

a bird has met my faves before me like the bird doesn’t even want to fucking be there

dan waved to the bird he’s so cute

dan keeps looking into the audience as people laugh

this panel is so nice and wholesome i love it

the host asked dan if he wanted to throw the microphone and he said “haha no”

dan waves to the fan with the microphone

dan says kanye would be a terrible present (“he’d be terrible and i’m a kanye fan”)

dan is sad that the sad mum was the best part of his career and it’s now a meme

phil calls himself a nerd

dan and tom discuss oldschool tumblr

dan’s favourite colour is black - “is that a colour or just the absence of colour?”

the cube mic has gone

phil likes “a greeny blue” or green and blue i can’t tell which he said

phil is still just smiling

dan is laughing at something

phil prefers twitter for communicating over all other social media

it’s gradually ending

“believe in yourselves, stay hydrated” - dan

they thank everyone for coming out

dan waves goodbye

the lights are out

it’s over :(

Guys I’m seriously about to cry okay so you know that new movie Storks? I found it online (sorry in advance for the quality) and this movie is not only really good, but look at these families getting babies from the storks (okay disclaimer this is near the end, but this entire movie is about families that aren’t ‘normal’ and is centered around friends-become-family trope)

It’s so cute, it means so much to them

There’s shock and confusion but also that awe of “Our baby?”

LOVE!! AND LOTS OF DIFFERENT KINDS OF FAMILIES!! 

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LESBIAN. REALLY EXTRA EMOTIONAL LESBIANS AND WE KNOW WHY SO U CANT DENY

(THE QUALITY IS REALLY LOW THAT’S MY BAD I’M SO SORRY I AM SURE THIS MAN HAS A LOVELY FACE)

SINGLE MOM

HEY THATS GAY

GUYS STORKS IS GREAT

What really gets me about this scene, is John’s tortured look after Moriarty asks Sherlock whether he thinks the consulting-criminal-thing is brilliant.

He’s checking Sherlock’s face.

“Brilliant” is what John tells Sherlock after his deductions, it’s how John feels about him. And he’s afraid that Sherlock thinks he’s stupid in return. That he’ll call Moriarty brilliant and amazing and everything John secretly wants to hear Sherlock tell HIM. John, with a bomb strapped to his heart, looks up to check if Sherlock thinks Moriarty is brilliant. And Martin Freeman really sells that emotion.

anonymous asked:

Can you talk about the pros and the cons of Olivia Hussey's Juliet? She is my favourite Juliet, but I would like to see a more critical review of her portrayal for once!

Ah! I’m really happy that you asked this because I’m hopelessly in love with Franco Zeffirelli’s movie and I could talk about Olivia Hussey’s acting all day long.

The first thing I would like to remark is the context in which the movie was made. In many ways, it is a mirror of the youth movements of the 60s, and the trope of idealism versus violence, dreaming versus fighting, is one of the main characteristics of the movie. The fights are really violent (the opening brawl, for instance, was filmed in a more aggressive way than usual, as it fatally has Capulets and Montagues murdering each other and women screaming with their children in their arms), and it presents Romeo and Juliet’s love as an innocent, harmless force as opposed to the cultural violence that surrounds them. Olivia Hussey underscored how excellently the movie had harmonized with the ideals of her generation. And, indeed, you could say it is an ode to sexual freedom, peace, and the power of youth. You can see that in the way Zeffirelli filmed the bedroom scene, with Juliet lying naked after consummating a marriage she arranged herself.

Zeffirelli seemed to be particularly interested in her character:

The central idea is that of a puppeteer, Destiny, who handles all the characters. They are all puppets on a stage and no one is fully responsible. The whole tragedy is permeated with the idea of fate. There is nothing to do. Juliet is the only valuable opposition to it

So he decided to exploit the transgression of Juliet’s acts, and I will always be grateful to him for giving us such a powerful, intrepid Juliet. He was also one of the first directors to cast teenagers to play the lovers. Precisely, physically speaking I consider Olivia to be really suitable for the role. The innocence and tenderness of childhood she conveys wonderfully, but once she gets to express herself you find that her eyes denote such intelligence, her voice such fortitude, that you couldn’t possibly dismiss her as a dumb kid. (To be honest, I can’t fathom how it is possible to distort the play to the point that people think the word “dumb” befits Juliet and Romeo.) She transmits so much expressiveness with those piercing, inquisitive eyes and her loud, firm voice. See how monotonous she sounds when she lies to the Nurse, but how fierce her voice is during the “O bid me leap…” speech in the cell. She is a Juliet that does something else apart from blushing and smiling tenderly—she is also restless, frustrated, even rude in some parts. She doesn’t limit herself to simply reciting her lines in a monotonous tone, but rather she inserts so much depth and energy in every single word that she succeeds in constructing a complex Juliet—Olivia handled the duality of her character really well. Sometimes she cries fearfully on the floor as she implores her parents to listen to her and sometimes she contemptuously yells at her mother that she won’t marry Paris “by Saint Peter’s Church and Peter too.”

To me, Olivia portrayed Juliet as a young girl who is too alive to contain herself—as if the world weren’t big enough for her. One of the things that amazes me about her acting is the way she uses her body to transmit her indefatigable energy. She shows a great command of herself. For instance, I noticed that she spends a huge amount of time running. We find her running the first time we see her, she leaves the scene running after her conversation with her mother, she arrives at the ball running, she comes in and out of her balcony running repeatedly, she arrives in the church running again, and hurriedly crosses herself before running again toward Romeo with her arms wide open. I could go on. (But interestingly, during Paris and Friar Lawrence’s brief conversation in the cell, she comes in running as well, but once she spots Paris she stops suddenly and starts walking instead, as if she were attempting to behave more correctly, faking to be a more restrained and therefore acceptable woman. She does this as well when she runs to her mother’s bedroom and stops abruptly before Lady Capulet can see her.) With this restlessness and her resolute nature, she transgresses the tediousness of her society—she is simply too in love with life itself to confine herself to inaction. It makes perfect sense to hear her describe herself as “a boundless sea” when you hear her exhilarated laughter. 

And then she denotes so much determination and self-condifence. Olivia takes advantage of every single line to portray Juliet as an independent, strong-minded young girl. “But trust me, gentleman, I’ll prove more true / Than those that have more cunning to be strange.” She sounds so angry when she says that. More than swearing her love to Romeo, she looks like she is threatening him not to fool her. (He actually even nods nervously there and it’s hilarious.) And her face is priceless when he tries to swear his love by the moon. She tells him off. She is so resolute and skeptical throughout the whole balcony scene, it’s wonderful. I invite you to watch that scene again, paying attention to her facial expressions.

Another scene I think is worth commenting is 2.5, when the Nurse delivers Romeo’s news to her. I like to compare her acting here with that of other actresses playing Juliet. In this scene, her impatience is usually portrayed more like an inoffensive, sweet frustration. She is still adorable even when she is irritated. However, Olivia’s Juliet does not even try to palliate her impatience. When she goes down the stairs and notices that the Nurse is not yet come, she boldly places her needlework on the table as she goes on ranting about how disgusted she is by old people. When the Nurse finally arrives with Peter, Juliet basically puts her hands on her waist impatiently and kicks him out after giving him a quite exasperated look. She then even takes away an apple that the Nurse was holding in her teeth and clenches her fists. But when she finally gets her Nurse to tell her what she wants, she euphorically bursts into laughter and thus leaves the scene running enthusiastically. I find this much more entertaining than, say, Rebecca Saire’s acting, who was only slightly impatient in comparison with Olivia’s liveliness.

The movie is replete with moments like that. I still can’t get over the way she looks at her own cousin when she turns around (screencaps here), or the fact that she doesn’t even look at Paris when he kisses her hand and says farewell before leaving the ball. Moreover, the camera tends to focus on her emotions. The first kiss is filmed in a way that only allows you to contemplate Juliet’s face and all the different emotions she goes through. There is that long kissing sequence in the balcony scene where you can only see her face as well. And in the last scene, the first hint that she is still alive comes from her hand. The camera focuses entirely on it as she begins to move her fingers slowly, but all of a sudden she clenches her fist with strength and resolution. The camera then follows her hand as it reaches her face, and those wide, alert eyes open again. Those are just a few examples, but the movie is full of close-ups of her intelligent eyes.

The main flaw of Olivia’s Juliet, however, is the same flaw of the whole movie: too many lines were cut out (more than half of the play!). Certainly they skipped some of her wittiest moments, such as the part where she deceives her mother, or the “gallop apace” speech, in which she so explicitly poeticizes sex. Although its absence is partly compensated, in my opinion, by the more than evident sexual agency she shows throughout the movie. She actively looks for Romeo at the ball, and even when he touches her hand for the first time, the camera shoots her eyes closing in ecstasy. She grabs his shoulders in their second kiss, and even holds his face in her hands and kisses him as he stays still in the balcony scene.

Another thing I dislike is her reaction to Tybalt’s death. The way she criticizes Romeo is wonderfully acted again—really vigorous and enraged. But it stops there. The last thing she says is, “But wherefore, villain, didst thou kill my cousin?” In the play she goes on trying to find out what must have really happened between Romeo and Tybalt, and she comes to her own conclusions. However, in the movie, we just see her bash Romeo and then we don’t see her again until the next morning, when she is happily sleeping by his side. It sort of weakens the character, because Juliet doesn’t forgive him entirely until she decides it couldn’t had been his fault.

And, of course, there is the potion speech missing. It is actually the soliloquy she chose for her audition, but Zeffirelli decided to cut it out because he feared it would alter the balance between Romeo and Juliet in terms of their importance to the plot: “If she does this potion speech, she’ll get all the attention. The film won’t be Romeo and Juliet—it will be ‘Did you see Olivia Hussey in that scene?”

But I think Olivia’s Juliet is excellently paired up with Leonard’s Romeo—the angriest Juliet comes with the softest Romeo. It is as though Thought and Dream intertwined. While Juliet speaks with a very potent, determined voice, Leonard’s Romeo has more of a whispering, soft tone. (We literally see him sighing with his eyes closed against some pretty flowers.) This duality of their personalities is tangible in the very way they are introduced in the movie. Romeo’s entrance is accompanied by a dreamy, tender song as he appears smiling at a flower that he is holding in his hands; Juliet, on the contrary, shows up running while a much more energetic song is playing (from around 1:03 on). It goes on like that for the rest of the movie and it culminates with their last words. Romeo raises the venom with tears streaming down his face as he slowly whispers, “here’s to my love”. (It! Breaks! My! Heart!) Juliet, however, roars her last words, and even half smiles at the dagger for a moment as she commands it to “rust” in her.

So what I love about her is her strength and her ability to denote so much expressiveness with her body. If only I could watch her perform all the missing lines. She did so much with the little she was given, it’s wonderful. We need more Juliets like this—Juliets who express themselves so freely and fearlessly.

anonymous asked:

But let me ask you this question, how would the losers club comfort each other when they're crying? (Are you doing HEADCANONS? Idk I just wanted to ask and share some feels)

Sure thing!!

Bill: When someone’s crying, Bill instantly goes into big brother mode. The Losers are quite literally family to him, especially after his parents start to neglect him. They’re the people closest to him and he’s fully aware that they look up to him, so he totally feels a sense of responsibility to be there for everyone. In fact, he often pushes aside his own feelings for the sake of the group. He’ll sit with them and just try and listen and give good advice, pulling them into a huge hug after and asking if they wanna go get food or ice cream or something.

Beverly: If any of the boys are crying, she’s either 1. on the verge of tears herself because she cares about them so much or 2. she’s putting on her bad ass face and talking some sense into them. If it’s the former, she’ll just allow her friends to cry on her shoulders. She definitely has no qualms for showing affection to any of them, holding their hands and kissing their foreheads while they cry. If it’s the latter, though, she’ll have to take deep breaths in order to calm herself down so she doesn’t yell to talk sense into them. A lot of times she feels like they’re crying for reasons she thinks they don’t deserve to be this upset over, so she has to give them pep talks and reminds them to not give a fuck.

Ben: If Ben sees any of the Losers crying, he always feels so guilty and horrible for them. He’s the friend that says “I’m so sorry” or “you don’t deserve this” when his friends tell him about their problems. He gives such good hugs and truly wants his friends to be happy. He can listen to them rant for hours, just nodding his head and trying his best to smile and tell them it’ll be okay. He’ll always remind them that they’re amazing people and tell them all of the qualities he loves about each of them. 

Stan: If any of them come to Stan while they’re crying, it’s when they need really practical advice. Stan, of course, feels bad. However, he’s not the best at comforting. What he’s golden at is logically hearing out the problems, taking both sides of everything and coming up with actually good solutions on how to improve it? If any of them are in fights, he’s the one to convince them of the other side and get them to apologize. Even though he has trouble being super sympathetic and soft like Bev or Ben, he cares so much about his friends and is always there to listen. He always tries to smile and tell them that everything will work out in the end.

Eddie: Eddie is the mom of the group. He takes care of everyone if they’re feeling sad, always prepared with hot tea and blankets and ice cream (with the spoons ran under hot water so they can scoop more easily). He’s the best person to go to when they just want to cry it out and be taken care of. He’s always open for watching movies or playing board games, and has no problem with any of them resting their heads on his lap. He’s not as bad as Richie in this sense, but he’ll always tell his friends to tell whoever hurt them to fuck off and that they’re not worth being upset over.

Richie: Definitely not the best person to go to for solid advice, but he’s an amazing listener and will definitely get as angry/upset as his friends about whatever situation they’re in. If they tell them about a fight they were in or something, he’s the first to say he’s gonna find them and beat them up. After he lets his friends get it all out, he does anything in his power to make them laugh. Making stupid jokes, ticking them, doing his voices. He just wants to see them smile. He’s also another good person to go to if they just wanna chill after a good cry, because he has the best music taste and it’s easy to sit with him and listen to a record and forget about problems. 

Mike: Mike is the friend to go to if any of them want to go out and have fun after they’ve been upset. Mike is always up for going swimming, hiking, out to eat, you name it. He is so fun to hang out with that when they’re with him, Mike makes sure they’re busy and having a great time and not thinking about whatever is upsetting them. He also always has his farm open to whoever needs it, and for the Losers it becomes a sort of sanctuary to go pet the animals and feel relaxed with Mike. 

♡ You are my hero ♡ (Part 1)

A/N, this will probably be a two part story because A: I’m tired, and B: I’m a sucker for Drama. (For those who wished to be tagged: @emo-space-trash @fandomsandanythingelse @suchtrashwow and @sunshinelollip0ps )



The first time Patton saw him, no, not when Logan popped into existence, with angled eyes and a sort of… little brother way about him, but actually saw him as more than that…

Logan had been young, trying to get Thomas to study harder for an eminent test. In that moment, he had been but a pair of peeking, chocolate eyes, watchful over the giant stack of paperbacks he carried.
Patton remembered the last moment he’d ever think of Logan in a platonic way, how the other paused in their communal lounge, re-gripping the bottom of the stack.
Patton could almost see the moment in his mind, hear his own voice offer to take a few, ‘lighten the load’, so to speak. But with bare movement, Logan shook his head.

“Thank you for the offer, Patton, but I am quite capable of handling myself,” and with an affirmative nod, he departed.
Patton never quite understood, why at that moment, his heart beat against his ribcage as if it wished to escape, how the scent of old books and ink and detergent did not swamp his mind with ‘boredom’ any-longer, but with a fluttering feeling that made him lightheaded.
Now, Patton knew he wasn’t exactly the smartest of the sides. But he knew emotions.
He knew what this meant.

Patton knew that he was, with no other words for it, fucked.

It was no coincidence, that after that time, he began acting a little more bubbly, often border-lining on air headed around the more logical side.
He hoped it served good contrast between the other’s fairly boring day-to-day being.
He hoped it didn’t annoy Logan too much.
Because, if he were completely honest… Patton had no idea how to feel anything other than the bursting bubbles of joy around Logan.
And, somehow… he didn’t really want to.

So, for the longest time… Nothing changed.
Until…

The voice came from behind him, just as he’d set a pan of fresh muffins on the counter, and more importantly, right after Logan had left the room.

“You’re in love with him, aren’t you?”
Patton whirled around at hurricane speeds, making himself slightly dizzy and nearly burning himself by accident.

“W-W-Wh-What??? No, of course I’m not!” Patton exclaimed, cheek twitching as he mentally reprimanded himself for lying.
Patton plucked off the pink oven mitts, if only as something to do with his hands.

“Really?” Anxiety, or as he would be called in a years time, ‘Virgil’, asked. The raise of his eyebrow fluid, yet testing.

“O-Of course I’m not in l-l-l-love with L-L-Logan, that would be, I- I don’t even, why, I would, I can’t even imagine-” the sweet baked smell of muffins did not provide any kind of comfort, in fact, somehow, the scent felt strangling. And the normally hug-like warmth, spilling fourth from the oven, felt overwhelming to his fraying nerves.

“M’kay,” Anxiety gave a shrug, knowing when to back down, but also, when not to.
“‘Cause, hypothetically, if you were, you’d be in big trouble,” he moved to the counter where the muffins were set, taking out a paper plate and a pair of metal tongs.

“I-I mean we’re so different anyways so-… wait, what?” Patton turned.
“Why would that be bad?” Patton asked, to distracted to even warn Anxiety against eating the still-far-to-hot muffins. Anxiety turned his head to watch the other, a calculating expression on his porcelain mask.
“Hypothetically of course,” Patton was quick to amend.
Anxiety nodded.

“Well, hypothetically,” Anxiety obliged, “if anyone were in love with Logan, it would be bad news.” Patton was about to ask ‘why’, again, but Anxiety only raised a hand.
Patton’s words died in his throat.
“Because,” Anxiety clicked, “He’s logic.” At a raised eyebrow, Anxiety continued.
“He doesn’t do, emotions, or love, or any of that. ‘Thinks it’s all stupid and illogical.” Anxiety waved his hands in the air as he tried to explain, but eventually, the silent conduction of his thoughts flowed to a halt, and his hands dropped to his sides.
“So, whoever that imagined person is? They’d just get hurt, and Logic would get confused, and it would be awkward.” Anxiety turned back to the muffins, using a pair of tongs to lift two of the still steaming muffins onto his plate.
Behind him, Patton’s figure was hunched, a shadow of his usually beaming self.
Anxiety turned and cursed his empathy, before placing an uncertain, unsteady hand on the other’s shoulder.
Patton looked up at the contact, earthy brown eyes watery and shifting with emotion.

“Look, I’m not saying feelings are bad, it’s just…” Anxiety sighed, “I… I don’t want you to get hurt.” Patton nodded, thanking the darker side for his advice and retreating into his room to curl into his covers.
Patton cried that night, not because the words particularly hurt in any way, but because the reasoning was sound, and it all seemed far too… true.
And that stung more than any name they could call him.
So, Patton didn’t get up again until the next morning, didn’t eat any of the muffins he’d baked that night.

So, taking Anxiety’s words with a grain of salt, Patton continued to smile and laugh around the logical trait. Making jokes, asking him what he was reading… mostly just engaging him in conversations, if only to hear the calming drone of his voice.
And, after a month of sideways looks from Anxiety, and the occasional raised brow from Prince, it seemed he was due another time for another, uncomfortable conversation about his life choices.
Wonder-bar…

“So… you and Logan… huh?” For the embodiment of Thomas’s romantic and dramatic emotions, he sure did have an interesting way of broaching such a subject.
Nonetheless, Patton went rigid and faltered, then stuttered out a violently stupid response.

“I-I, uh, don’t know what you’re talking about! W-What about me and L-L-Logan?” His voice was unsteady, eyes franticly searching for a way out.
Roman was pretty sure, with all the stress the fatherly trait was putting on his pencil, it would snap.

“Oh come now, it’s pretty obvious you’ve got the hots for Mr. Cool, hm?” Roman laughed with a full bodied, head-thrown-back laughter that somehow made the awkwardness seep away.
But, Roman did not admit that it had taken him seeing Patton, with his own two eyes, doodling love-hearts around him and Logan’s name just a moment ago, to truly connect all the dots.

“So… when are you gonna become Mr. And Mr. Nerd? You know, pop the question?” Roman nudged him, not terribly gently, with his elbow. Patton, giving a well meaning titter, ran a hand through his hair.

“Honestly? I don’t think I should, I mean…” Patton sighed, “I have no idea if he even likes me that way, or if he even feels romantic feelings at all… Really, I just don’t want to make him uncomfortable, o-or-”

“Wait wait wait wait wait…” Roman interrupted, hands shaping an invisible snowman in the air.

“You two love-doves aren’t even dating?” Roman asked, head cocked dramatically to the side.

“U-U-Ummm, no?” Patton’s eyes darted left, shrinking away from the dramatic trait.
Roman grabbed the other by his shoulders, staring deep into slightly frightened cinnamon eyes.

“Alright, listen close doll, ’cause we’re about to get you a man.”


(Sorry about bad quality, I’m tired AF)

It’s never twins (OR IS IT?)

There’s a recurring joke in Sherlock about it “never being twins”, one of the many unfired Chekhov’s guns. Now the smart and lovely @patiencegrenade has pointed me towards the possible answer. Stay with me, please!

A Canadian show called Murdoch Mysteries, about an 1890s detective solving crimes (sounds familiar, anyone?), had three episodes which featured Arthur Conan Doyle as a character. Whenever he visited, he and the main character detective Murdoch had some serious Sherlock-Watson vibes.

In the episode Belly Speaker, which aired in 2008 (so two years before ASIP), Doyle makes his second appearance.

The episode starts when an alcoholic dad (cue John Watson-reference) gets murdered. Murdoch and Doyle enter the crime scene and open the closet, where the victim’s son Harcourt and his puppet are found hiding. The man is a ventriloquist and his puppet’s name is… Mycroft. I wish I was making this up. Harcourt quickly confesses, but Murdoch doesn’t believe him: he gets the cause of death wrong, for example.

Now – spoilers: Harcourt turns out to be his own secret twin brother (also named Mycroft), who took revenge on his dad for rejecting him at birth. He did this by murdering Harcourt at age ten, burying his brother in/underneath the closet, and then posing as his own twin for years and years. When he finally killed his dad, he tried to act as if he was his own twin brother Harcourt covering up for his twin Mycroft (all while really being Mycroft), hoping the detective would think Mycroft had fled the country and would let ‘Harcourt’ off the hook, thus getting away with murder. Like a triple bluff.

Does this sound ridiculous? The very premise that a child could plan something like this, is mocked by Sherlock in TAB, after John suggests Emilia Ricoletti had a secret twin.

One of the reasons Murdoch DOESN’T think “Harcourt” did it, is because Harcourt is lefthanded and the killer was righthanded. In other words, Mycroft went as far as pretending to be differently-handed to cover up for a murder. As recent meta by @221bloodnun has pointed out (link), this is something that was seen done by Sherlock and John in S4.

Also, there is the eye thing. Murdoch uncovers that Harcourt is Mycroft because of his eyes: the right one is brown, the left one is blue. This was the other way around in a childhood picture. The different eye color thing is seen in Sherlock when Eurus removes her contact lenses. Also, in an old version of the Great Game script, Moriarty does the same contact-lenses-trick.

Murdoch Mysteries thereby connects Moriarty, Eurus AND Mycroft.

What about the puppet? Wouldn’t the puppet have been referenced somehow in Sherlock and especially season 4, if there was really some significance? Glad you asked. In Eurus’s bedroom, we can see a ventriloquist puppet hanging to the left of her room – by that house; sorry for the bad quality pic. Now, dolls are normal for a child to play with. Belly speaking puppets? Not so much.

The whole episode rests upon Mycroft ACTUALLY getting away with the murder, disappearing at the end of the episode. So, we could deduce that season 4 is basically about the Holmes brothers getting away with murder. (hint: Mary’s murder)

Also, his brother was IN THE CLOSET the whole time. Just saying.

You know, there’s a lot of different kinds of ways people fight boredom.

Some read.

Others play games.

And some draw a 340 frames long sequence of a hermit and a half-ghost fighting each other, which is only the first half, meaning there’s propably more coming.

Guess which one of these I admire the most.

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hi @byunlucid, I came off my long hiatus (not even a hiatus, I have intended to never really come back) just to give you this gifset as a birthday gift! the video was crappy in quality and I haven’t touched photoshop in like 3 months or so, so I’m sorry about it being a little bad haha. happy birthday! I hope your birthday has been great so far! you’re 21 now, how does it feel lmao. let’s meet up again soon, I do miss your sarcastic comments and funny judgemental stares, but also your eternal baekhyun-l mood. you’re one of my favorite moshis after baekhyun tbh. I love you, have a great birthday!! ❤

work for me || k.th

Originally posted by jimin-bts-trashs

#22: Did you just hiss at me

#34: You work for me. You’re my slave.

Pairing: CEO!Taehyung x Secretary!Reader

Genre: Smut

Words: 573

A/N: OKay this is my first ever written smut and it’s like really bad I had to go and read some smuts to try to figure out how to write this and honestly you need to be very descriptive and so idk how long a drabble is supposed to be but I made it short so…idk about its quality sorry !!

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yo yo yo!! so as a thank you for 2k a few peeps thought it would be fun for me to do blog rates!! i can’t thank you enough for 2k that’s insane i genuinely didn’t think i’d get a following anywhere near this size bc i’m just lil me :’(( bless your hearts. a follow forever is on the way too!

so for a cheeky rate:

  • you must be following myself
  • reblog this post
  • send me an ask telling me something you like about yourself!

my format:

url: don’t understand it | not bad | oo it’s cute | damn!! | i lov SO MUCH | brb hacking you to steal it

icon: different fandom | it’s okay | pretty | really lovely | wowza it’s gorgeous | i’m literally in love

posts: not really my jam | hmm i can get with this | i really like! | very ACE | this is some QUALITY CONTENT RIGHT HERE

destop theme: just the default | not my thing srry :( | alright | woa i like this | dAmn this is cool |  frickin BEAUTIFUL n rad

mobile theme: very plain, jane | quite pretty | this is aesthetic nice | beautiful art i adore

do i follow? i’m really sorry, no | o i am now! | you bet i do |  are you kidding you’re lit on of my faves <33

comments: 

i do not at all want to offend anyone this is just personal opinion and what some introvert says about your blog doesn’t define it! if you follow me i’m really appreciative of you, truly! <33