I’m not a good enough Mycroft apparently.
petrichoruses:
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ibelieveinmycroft:
autumn-crocus asked you:I really love your blog! :) Do you think it could be said that Mycroft’s umbrella represents his protection over Sherlock and his country in some way? As in the way he clutches at it and is barely seen without it could mean that without this ‘paternal’ role, he would be kind of lost and stripped bare? I’ve always felt that for all his apparent coldness, Mycroft seemed to be genuinely caring towards his surrounding. (sorry if I made any mistake, english is not my first language) x
Hello my dear! Now there is a question I’ve not had before!
Like Mycroft’s ring, diet and sibling feud, the origin story of that ubiquitous umbrella is, most likely, something that will always be left to headcanon/fanon.
It’s true that we rarely see Mycroft without his umbrella - in terms of his personal wardrobe, it adds to his flamboyant, dandified manner of dress. In times gone by, a man such as Mycroft might have carried a cane, something that would be entirely anachronistic in a modern setting, so an umbrella it is. Also, an umbrella is a sensible item for a British gentleman to constantly carry - I’m sure you’ve heard the rumours; it rains a lot in this fair country of ours, and the weather is exceedingly unpredictable.
On this subject, Mark Gatiss had this to say:
It originally came from wanting to create a good silhouette in the first scene in ‘Pink’ where Mycroft and John meet. I wasn’t trying to invoke John Steed but there’s something very Establishment about it- and that’s what Mycroft is. The Dark Government and the Old School Tie. I think it’s his comfort blanket. He may even sleep with it. The umbrella comes from a wonderful old shop in New Oxford St. They still advertise ‘dagger canes’ and ‘sword sticks’ but, to their great regret, are no longer allowed to stock them!
Comfort blanket, you say? Oh Mark! There’s probably something to that, though. He carries that umbrella like it is an extension of himself. He leans on it, plays with it, gestures with it, thumps it against the ground to emphasise a point. He keeps it close at hand, and it certainly seems to provide him with a certain security. Just look at the way he switches his attention from John to his umbrella when describing his “difficult” relationship with his brother to John in Study in Pink.
But, as Gatiss intimates with his comments on swordsticks, there may be more to it than that. Warning - I’m wandering into headcanon territory here. There may or may not be a concealed weapon inside it - but, canonically, Sherlock Holmes had some skill in single-stick fighting, which, if the opportunity were to arise, I could certainly see Mycroft partaking in. He holds it very defensively at times - particularly in the scene when John confronts him during Reichenbach, where Mycroft keeps it close and upright at all times. He had had it in his left hand as he entered the room but, when he sees John, he transferred it back into his dominant right hand before he sits down, almost as if he were half-expecting John to attack him, in light what he was forced into “confessing” to. Given what little we know of Mycroft’s background or training, I wouldn’t be at all surprised if it turned out to be weaponised or, if not, that Mycroft was capable of inflicting terrible damage with the stick of the umbrella alone.
I think, like his suits, it is something he adopted when he entered into his ‘minor position’ in the British government and is, therefore, linked to his role as an overseer and protector. As Mark Gatiss says, it is very establishment. But, from the way he carries it - keeping it close at hand, almost consistently by his side - I wouldn’t be at all surprised if there were something more to it than that.
And…I’m not certain I answered your question so much as rambled for a bit there!
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duchesscloverly:
This is what it is. I think there may be a bit of a plot hidden in here somewhere as well.
Young Mystrade Punk AU
Song: Green Day - When I Come Around
Clips: Different for Girls and The League of Gentlemen
Yes, it’s short. I didn’t have a lot to work with and I’ve worked 20 hours overtime this week so this is the product of that tiredness.
PLEASE WATCH IN HD!!! THANK YOU!
All of my other Sherlock videos can be found on my YouTube page and my video tag.
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theelderholmes:
Mycroft blanked, he knew other people had hobbies and other such things that they enjoyed doing on their time off, but Mycroft rarely had time and what time he did have off was spent sleeping and doing other government work off the clock. He decided to pick a fairly safe route and said, “I’m rarely off work because as you know this city never sleeps and this country never stops creating problems for itself, but when I am off I like reading and doing extra paperwork, I’ve similar to you in my ambition to go higher up in the office food chain. What about you Greg, what do you enjoy? Do you often take strangers out for drinks?”
Greg nodded, listening to Mycroft. “I get that. All the extra shifts I take leaves hardly anytime for myself-” He blushed slightly at Mycroft’s question, hiding his flushed cheeks behind his glass, choking just a little in his haste. “N-No, I don’t do this often. Well, I mean, I go to the bar often enough but- I play the guitar actually. Well, not so often anymore, but-…” He trailed off, tapping his fingers on the table in between them.
“The guitar?” Mycroft asked interested glancing down at Greg’s hands noticing the calluses. “You’re hands back up your story so please tell me more. Do you play well?” Mycroft inquired smiling.
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Ten Day Sherlock Challenge
∟Day 10 - Whatever strikes your fancy
The Holmes Brothers “Know what he calls you? The Ice Man and The Virgin.“
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Day 05 — Your favourite ship
Mystrade is my OTP and Johnlock is my broTP.
greg-lestrade-holmes:
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Mycroft smiled, “No, no it’s perfectly fine, it’s true that I shouldn’t have allowed my father to dictate my life so much, but as they say hindsight is 20/20, but enough of that topic,” Mycroft said abruptly clapping his hands together, “What would you like to talk about?”
Greg assumed that it was a touchy subject, so he sought for a new topic. “Oh, er- what sort of things d’you do for fun? We’ve already established that it’s not going to bars with strangers.” He chuckled softly.
Mycroft blanked, he knew other people had hobbies and other such things that they enjoyed doing on their time off, but Mycroft rarely had time and what time he did have off was spent sleeping and doing other government work off the clock. He decided to pick a fairly safe route and said, “I’m rarely off work because as you know this city never sleeps and this country never stops creating problems for itself, but when I am off I like reading and doing extra paperwork, I’ve similar to you in my ambition to go higher up in the office food chain. What about you Greg, what do you enjoy? Do you often take strangers out for drinks?”
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(It’s fine, sorry for disappearing, i got into a new fandom and I’m sure we all know how that goes.)
It was obvious Sherlock was barking when he started ranting about a skull as a way to end up asking him out to dinner. Not as a date! Which John had been forced to repeat several times that night, but no one was listening to him apparently. The waiter Angelo had already called him Sherlock’s date at least three times before the food had arrived and John found out something strange, Sherlock didn’t eat. Hardly ever according to him. Apparently it ‘slowed him down.’
And then there had been the awkward conversation where John had inquired if Sherlock had a girlfriend or a boyfriend as girls weren’t Sherlock’s ‘area.’ Sherlock had thought John was making a move on him! How bloody embarrassing and it didn’t help that John did feel a bit an attraction to him which was a brand new feeling for him. Up until yesterday John was fairly certain he was straight, but Sherlock stirred something inside him. Something deep down, left untouched by past relationships.
Then there was that bloody cab chase and John had forgotten his cane and Sherlock had been smug in proving a point. John had known his limp was psychosomatic, he just hadn’t been sure how to fix it and bloody Sherlock Holmes had come around with his mad ramblings about crime and his exciting chase scenes and he had gone and in less than a day Sherlock Holmes had fixed several major issues with John Watson.
It went down hill from there, Mrs. Hudson coming out of her flat upset about the police upstairs and they had both taken off up the stairs to find Sherlock’s flat, their flat being trashed by police officers. John just stared in shock as the Greg haired man from early gave them both a sever look.
(It’s perfectly fine that you wanna get to the goods just let me know when you want to do like real little back and forth talks and stuff. It’ll be beautiful.)
greg-lestrade-holmes:
theelderholmes:
The grin fell from Mycroft’s face. “Ah, yes well you’ll make a good detective. I can tell you just asked the one question I didn’t want you to ask,” Mycroft complimented before he gave a chuckle and continued. “My father believed that the military wasn’t something a man from a family such as mine.” Mycroft shrugged, “He believed government desk jobs no matter how boring were a much more civilized career.” Of course I showed him by going into the government, but becoming one of their little soldiers.
It was Greg’s turn to frown. “I wouldn’t have allowed that.” He said stifly, his finger wrapping firmly around his glass. “I wouldn’t’ve let my father dictate what I can and can’t do.” He stopped, glancing up at Mycroft. “Sorry, it’s not my place to say that.”
Mycroft smiled, “No, no it’s perfectly fine, it’s true that I shouldn’t have allowed my father to dictate my life so much, but as they say hindsight is 20/20, but enough of that topic,” Mycroft said abruptly clapping his hands together, “What would you like to talk about?”
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Night!
greg-lestrade-holmes:
theelderholmes:
Mycroft smiled at Greg’s answer, “Too chicken?” He asked with a teasing smile on his face. “Come now officer Lestrade I’m sure you would have made a fantastic solider. I considered the military for a bit myself,” before being a spy, Mycroft thought but left it unsaid.
Greg rubbed the back of his head, giving the man a sheepish grin, feeling his face turn red slightly at being addressed like Mycroft did. He tried to hide it to not much avail. “No, no, I really wouldn’t’ve-…” He shifted, suddenly extremely self-concious. “Why didn’t you enlist?”
The grin fell from Mycroft’s face. “Ah, yes well you’ll make a good detective. I can tell you just asked the one question I didn’t want you to ask,” Mycroft complimented before he gave a chuckle and continued. “My father believed that the military wasn’t something a man from a family such as mine.” Mycroft shrugged, “He believed government desk jobs no matter how boring were a much more civilized career.” Of course I showed him by going into the government, but becoming one of their little soldiers.
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