I Hate Too Much When People It's Like "nooo But Eurylochus Wanted To Left All The Crew On Circe's, He's

campbell bain. reblog if you agree

My fashion game could be so good but first I need to chop my boobs off

just let the darkness take u fucking faggot

"You're losing blood" no I know exactly where it is. The floor. Don't ever underestimate me.

Oh my gods I love this

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.

Okay, so, I was (hello! Nice to meet y'all people from Tumblr) drawing Eurylochus after my math test today and he had this baby face and I was like, c'mon man, seriously? And then I said, young Eury. BUT a song popped into my mind (it was If I Were A Man) and I thought, Man you remember how Eury was the only one who didn't came inside Circe's palace? What if if this is because Eury is a trans man? (Yeah, I know, maybe not much sense by now, I just... Felt it) Like, Circe's spell was doing something with the testosterone of the men, and Eury is not on T (many years on the sea and almost dying, plus ancient greek medicine, may do that to you), so the spell didn't work on him.

That's it, that's the post, thanks for your attention.

Same, fuck Paris! but not in that way, all of you, gods, keep away of him, don't protect him and don't... Involve intimately with him, let The Achaeans do their thing

I’m sick rn so might as well blame it on Paris of Troy

Is this hubris or sleep deprivation

Athena in God games, basically

BROO???? OMFG THE WAY THAT "exactly" ERASED MY SMILE AND MADE MY JAW DROP

Mr jalapeño, we're both on sleep deprivation BUT HOW CAN YOU LET US LIKE THIS???

I loved it, I can't, I loved it and I love it so much