Idk i have no idea im bored af
An adaptation of Sherlock Holmes set in a world in which the fictional character/literary juggernaut Sherlock Holmes, and all the subsequent adaptations thereof, still exist.
Sherlock Holmes (pronounced Holl-mess, as he is constantly reminding people) just had the misfortune of having parents who really liked the books, and his attitude towards his fictional counterpart is pretty much the same as that of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.
Sherlock runs a Youtube Theory channel called Mysteries Unwrapped with Sherlock Holmes. He has received no less than seven cease and desist letters from the Conan Doyle estate, all of which he has so faded managed to rebuff by pointing out that that's literally his name.
(No he won't change his name. He's Sherlock Holmes the real live human person. Let Sherlock Holmes the non existent fictional character change his name.)
John is Sherlock's flatmate. Sherlock almost refused to live with him once he realised that it would mean staying with a medical student named John, and only gave in once John pointed out that: a) he's a biomedical student, which is completely different from an md, and b) his surname isn't Watson.
It's now been three years, which is long enough for them to have developed a genuine friendship, and for John to have a) started working towards his PhD in biotechnology, and b) for him to start dating somebody with the surname Watson.
Sherlock can feel the narrative closing in.
His Youtube channel is meant to be focused on lost media, fan theories and stuff like that, but he keeps accidentally stumbling upon and then solving genuine crimes.
His brother Mycroft may or may not have chosen that name after he transitions specifically to annoy him.
He doesn't even live in London, but somehow the only flat they could afford was on a street named fucking Baker Street.
Sherlock Holmes and the Unescapable Power of the Narrative.
Athena: Father, God King, rarely do I ask for favors. Now I'm knocking on your door with hopes to save a friendship with one who's a prisoner far from home.
Zeus: That's a noble and heartwarming goal, my dear Daughter. Tell me who this dear friend of yours is, and I shall gladly help.
Athena: Odysseus.
Zeus:
Zeus: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. HAHAHAHAHAHA.
Zeus: You mean that little smart-ass who I got to drop the baby off the wall and then sacrificed his crew?! The one who doxed himself?! HAHAHAHAHA!
Zeus: No, seriously, who is it?
Penelope: *strained in her room, depressed*
Odysseus: *has ptsd, on the verge of throwing himself off of a cliff*
Telemachus: "I didn't die! Best day ever :D"
Someone help this family
No comment but this is gold. English is one hell of a language.
Part 5
Part 1
Gasp! Oh no. Dare come yet more writing advice burning adverbs at the stake? Vindictively, gleefully, manically dancing in the ashes?
No.
This is not about whether or not you should use them, but their frequency and obvious places to replace them. Most bad adverbs are the common ones that could be replaced by verbs we all know.
“She ran quickly” // “She sprinted”
“He said angrily” // “He snapped” “He chided” “He chastised”
vs.
“He ate voraciously”
“She swayed solemnly”
“She laughed sadly”
Bonus if you can add in some alliteration like ‘swayed solemnly’
If you can come up with an obvious verb to replace your verb + adverb combo, do so. If it would take more words or the closest applicable verb doesn’t hit the same vibe, then leave it. Adverbs should enhance the verb, not be redundant. Verbs shouldn’t be pretentious just to avoid them.
“She smiled happily” — most smiles are happy. Happily is redundant.
“He ran quickly” —a run is, by nature, quick
vs.
“She smiled sourly”
“He ran erratically”
Also!
The adverb need not always be after the verb.
“C accepted gladly” // “C gladly accepted”
But also
“Glad, C accepted”
“A shook their head resolutely” // “Resolute, A shook their head”
“The child skipped excitedly away.” // “Excited, the child skipped away.” // “The child skipped away, excited.”
English is flexible like that.
Which is what I mean with managing your adverb frequency. As most end in the -ly, too many in succession, on top of the repeat syntax of Subject - Verb - Adverb looks boring and dull (and so does beginning every sentence with the subject). It helps with your cadence and flow if you don’t have entire paragraphs at a time all starting with “He [verb]” or “She [verb]” or “They [verb].” We don't speak like this in natural conversation.
But at the end of the day, there are some juicy adverbs that have no equal without busting out the thesaurus for some obscure lexical nugget that no one would understand anyway.
Lmao
Poseidon: after everything you've done, how will you sleep at night?
Odysseus:
based on this incredible tweet below i only drew over it HAHA
i blame my lack of decisiveness on this post. I’d say get a room but I’m scared if they do.
there is no angel and devil on my shoulder. There is a Dabi and a Hawks and they're too busy kissing to tell me what to do.
Forget the halloween room, what is up with the unknown?! (Hallway thing near the Halloween room)
An interesting element I don’t often see in Batfamily fics is that Wayne Manor in all likelihood was built to accommodate an extensive staff and while Alfred may or may not be the only live-in employee in modern times (depending on canon) there are dozens of rooms and even an entire wing of the house that were historically devoted to feeding, housing, and employing many different types of people in order to maintain a grand estate 24/7. Carriage houses out back with old living quarters above what used to be horse stalls. Endless rickety, narrow servants’ staircases hidden alongside and behind the main, grander staircases. Bells and switches attached throughout the house to alert staff of changes. Pipes to the maids’ rooms in the attic that have to be turned off in winter because of disuse. Secondary kitchens and butler’s pantries.
That’s why Alfred being the only servant left (or one of only a few) is so important. He’s one man in an entire empty wing.
valley of ashes
HAHAHA-
Odysseus: *gently hands Athena baby Telemachus*
Athena: …you were PREGNANT AND YOU DIDNT TELL ME?!
Odysseus: what?- no-
Athena: DO YOU KNOW HOW DANGEROUS THAT IS?! I WAS TRAINING YOU!
Odysseus: no I wasn’t the one-
Athena: THAT POOR BOY WAS PROBABLY SO SQUISHED IN YOUR HELMET! LOOK AT HOW SMALL HE IS!!
Funny thing is, all the goons end up being loyal as hell because of this. They know their boss treats them right so they earn it with their loyalty and respect.
Think of it like;
Jason: Jump.
Goons: How high?
It’s built on trust.
Jason Todd with his goons:
This is now just a dead account I wont be posting things or doing anything here I do have another blog that im setting up tho so stay tuned
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