Mrs Ashdown

A Sherlockian, and a member of the Cumbercollective. I lounge about in tumblr and blog about it.

A fair warning: to me Johnlock is real. Always has been, forever will be. I usually forget to tag my johnlockery stuff but I don't tend to blog NSFW.

operationsyntax:

Operation Syntax: The Role of Translation and its Effect on Johnlock
 - The Results

link to part 1 | this is part 2

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hamianderson:

cumberbangers:

bee-vas-normandy:

a-cumberbatch-of-cookies:

cataclyzmic:

Can we take a moment to talk about how Sherlock’s real first name is William?
WILLIAM. SHERLOCK. SCOTT. HOLMES.
Did he used to call himself Bootstrap Bill when he was younger when he was pretending to be a pirate? 
Like, did his mom and dad call him Billy until one day, after they put Redbeard down, he told them he wanted to be called Sherlock from now on? Because after that, being a pirate wasn’t fun anymore.
Because what was the point of being a pirate if he didn’t have Redbeard with him? 
And by changing his name to and becoming Sherlock, he was able to harden his shell and expel emotions. He pushed away his dreams of becoming a pirate, all those feelings he had, all that sentiment, locking them away with Billy and focused on his intellect.
Where Mycroft stepped in, teaching Sherlock how to hone his skills: How to master his brain and the world around him. Allowing Billy to slip farther and farther away, and allow Sherlock to come to the surface.
And now, whenever Sherlock gets in too deep, Mycroft reminds him of Redbeard. To keep Sherlock from hurting himself again. 
To keep Billy from coming back. 

WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU

you. little. shit.

Go sit in the fucking corner and think what you’ve done

How dare you!

hamianderson:

cumberbangers:

bee-vas-normandy:

a-cumberbatch-of-cookies:

cataclyzmic:

Can we take a moment to talk about how Sherlock’s real first name is William?

WILLIAM. SHERLOCK. SCOTT. HOLMES.

Did he used to call himself Bootstrap Bill when he was younger when he was pretending to be a pirate? 

Like, did his mom and dad call him Billy until one day, after they put Redbeard down, he told them he wanted to be called Sherlock from now on? Because after that, being a pirate wasn’t fun anymore.

Because what was the point of being a pirate if he didn’t have Redbeard with him? 

And by changing his name to and becoming Sherlock, he was able to harden his shell and expel emotions. He pushed away his dreams of becoming a pirate, all those feelings he had, all that sentiment, locking them away with Billy and focused on his intellect.

Where Mycroft stepped in, teaching Sherlock how to hone his skills: How to master his brain and the world around him. Allowing Billy to slip farther and farther away, and allow Sherlock to come to the surface.

And now, whenever Sherlock gets in too deep, Mycroft reminds him of Redbeard. To keep Sherlock from hurting himself again. 

To keep Billy from coming back. 

WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU

you. little. shit.

Go sit in the fucking corner and think what you’ve done

How dare you!

mid0nz:

Here is my first post about them being brothers. (It’s rough, ok? I was a newbie.) We now know what a mathematician mummy Holmes is, and how Moriarty in ACD is of course a brilliant mathematician. Now that we’re on the other side of S3, let’s take a look at some nods to ACD in TRF.

The Adventure of the Priory School

In this tale we have a client who needs milk and biscuits to calm him. A boy kidnapped from a priory school, his cricket cap the first clue, his German teacher under suspicion, and a jealous 1/2 brother named Jim to blame for the crimes. It just so happens, the illegitimate Jim is indeed guilty of terrorizing his little 1/2 brother.

1) Max & Claudette are kidnapped from a priory school

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2) A cricket bat is Sherlock’s big clue:

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3) A German teacher is the suspect. A burnt biscuit appears. 

In TRF we have the German Brothers Grimm make an appearance both in the fairy tale book and as the courier that brought the burnt biscuit to Mrs. Hudson. (“a funny name, German, like the fairy tales.”)

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4) James Moriarty goes by “Jim.” We have a missing Holmes sibling to account for. [It’s Mofftiss’s head canon that Mr. Holmes was unfaithful to the Mrs. and Sherlock revealed it. (x)]

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5) A jealous 1/2 brother named Jim?

“You will ask me what was James’ motive in doing such a deed. I answer that there was a great deal which was unreasoning and fanatical in the hatred which he bore my heirIn his view he should himself be heir of all my estates, and he deeply resented those social laws which made it impossible…He knew well that I should never willingly invoke the aid of the police against him…”

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I do hope Mummy and Daddy Holmes return and have as spicy a past as Mary Watson does.

These little nods to ACD canon are Mofftisson through and through. Who knows if they’ll actually make James Moriarty into Sherlock’s 1/2 brother? But I think we’re certainly supposed to entertain the idea. There is nothing more in keeping with ACD’s style than leaving us with enough ambiguity and contradiction to make a million head canons at the end of each season. There’s nothing to stop us from righteously believing in Johnlock our (textually supported) head canons even if they don’t explicitly become BBC canon. After all— it was Mofftiss who believed that Watson and Holmes killed Milverton. They believed that in spite of ACD canon— they believed that Watson was surely covering up the truth. Their some time distrust of Watson’s veracity is part of Mofftiss’s aesthetic. When they do it to us, we now call it trolling. I have a million words to say about how BBC Sherlock’s contemporary audience can’t handle Mofftisson’s Victorian narrative strategies but that’s for another meta… (These thoughts have been brewing for a couple of years now…)

Benedict Cumberbatch greets fans at TIFF 2014 [x]

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Cast of "Lewis MacLeod is Not Himself",
Lewis Macleod is Not Himself S1E01 (Comedy Sketch Show)

mollydobby:

An Attempt to Eff the Ineffable - Transcript of “Knock, knock. Who’s There? Benedict Cumberbatch.” from BBC comedy sketch show “Lewis Macleod is Not Himself ” S1E01  (x)

It does a great job with imitating Benedict’s and Martin’s voice and delivery - and its observations are hilariously absurd yet not untrue at the same time. 

“Ricky Gervais”: [as David Brent] Morning, Tim! Tim Bowler, Timbory-Tim, Timbory, Tim, Timbory Tim, Timboree! What are you doing?

“Martin”: Oh, er, you know, I’m just, you know, er … gazing despairingly at the camera like a perplexed hamster, as is my duty as the put-upon everyman character.

“Ricky Gervais”: Well, well, you know, just to whisper in your shell-like [?] *laughs raucously* - the new guy starts today. I said you could show him the ropes.

“Martin”: Fine, er … when’s he coming?

“Benedict”: [Sherlock voice] I’ve been observing you from the reception area for the last half an hour. That is to say, I’m already here. Don’t feel bad for not noticing me sooner. When I stand very still and don’t speak, I can easily be mistaken for an incredibly ornate and attractive hat stand. The kind you find in an antique shop that doesn’t have any price tags. Don’t touch - you can’t afford. Hello.

“Martin”: Good … er … yeah, good gracious. Erm, what are you?

“Benedict”: My name is long and ridiculous, like my face. They call me Benedict Cumberbatch.

*fairy tale harp chords* [medieval choral chant] Ben-ne-dict Cum-ber-baaatch!

“Benedict”: Don’t worry, that always happens.

“Martin”: Uh, OK, right, yeah. Um, OK, well, so, let’s give you the tour. Well, we’ve got, you know, the photocopier here …

“Benedict”: Pish, posh, and Duchy biscuits. You don’t think I actually care about your tedious office, do you?

“Martin”: Well, no, but I sort of imagined you’re here because -

“Benedict”: Oh, you beautifully obtuse little turnip of a man. I’m here because after Sherlock and the Hobbit, I’m now contractually obliged to appear in everything you ever do, shall do, have done, have so much as considered doing – don’t you understand, we go together like bangers and mash, like cream tea and scones, like a put-upon everyman character actor and a big posh flamboyant manic pixie dream boy with cheekbones you could balance a BAFTA on.

Is it a man? Is it several hyper-intelligent cats sitting on one another’s shoulders wearing a latex man-suit? Or is it an incredibly sexy horse that’s learned to walk on its hind legs and talk very very very fast?

“Martin”: Um … sorry, could you repeat all that please?

“Benedict”: No time, get down with me beneath this desk.

“Martin”: Why? Is there someone going to try to kill us or something? Or …

“Benedict”: [dramatic low voice] No, we just need to get uncomfortably close to one other and gaze homoerotically into each other’s eyes. Can you feel the tension? Can you? Can you … do you want to give me a little kiss? Oh you mustn’t - I’m an alabaster Adonis, don’t touch me!

“Martin”:  Um, yeah, OK.  Erm, bit weird, er … but still, less annoying than that Gervais guy. Erm, look, erm … how much longer is this going to go on for?

“Benedict”: For the rest of your life.

“Martin”:  What?

“Benedict”: Now, if you don’t mind, I have to exit dramatically through a window or something, for no reason other than it looks fantastic. Goodbye for now, put-upon everyman character actor. Remember my name.

“Martin”: *sighs* Ahhhh - I’ll never forget you, Bumblebee Cuttlefish! 

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