Title: ”I’m nobody, who are you? (Are you nobody too?)”
Author: JLT/Jenna/juxtapose/graydorians (lol multiple accounts)
Genre: Gen, Angst.
Summary: Two men sit on a train.
Notes: Crossover. SPOILERS for Sherlock 2x03 and the series finale of House.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Read it here.
(Source: graydorians)
SPOILERS AHEAD, and I have tagged this post as such.
So, here are my initial thoughts. I always find series finales rushed because I think there’s no truly effective way to encompass an entire series in 43 minutes. I think the only show that’s ever done this successfully in my opinion was Buffy, followed closely by Six Feet Under. House was no exception to my little rule, but I have to say. I loved it. I really loved it.
Because this was, as another poster in the House tag pointed out, about the unraveling of Gregory House—but it was only the unraveling of what he considered himself to be. And this was his discovery of who he really is, and who he can be. Because, despite his mantra that people don’t change—they can. They do. As will House. And that’s what he’s needed all along.
What always attracted me to the show was the character of House. Hugh Laurie and the writers never failed to amaze me in their ability to take this unsympathetic, often unnecessarily cruel creature and make him human. Relatable. Understandable. It’s what kept the show going for 8 seasons, I think.
I loved the way “Everybody Dies” was done in that you’ve got House quite literally…in the middle of a burning house. Representing his breaking down. His defeat. The demise of the great Gregory House, brought on by he himself. Quite poetic, right? And then you have his psyche manifested into characters like Kutner, Amber and Stacy, all of whom represent some kind of regret House has. And you watch as he lets himself go, be free of the pain—or the boredom, or both—of life.
But, oh. Just kidding.
The fact that House chooses to move on instead of give in—to quite literally start over—is a testament to the brilliance of his character. First off, he wants to be with Wilson in his final months which. I mean. He fakes his own death and risks being found out for the sake of his best friend. Come on. And on a broader level, he’s taking the opportunities life has given him. He’s not running away or making a snarky comment like we’ve seen him do for 8 seasons. House is changing. For, we can very well assume, the better. And that’s character development done right in the last 43 minutes of House MD.
I could go into the parallels with Sherlock Holmes but that would take another 50,000 words. At least. Of course House needed a perfect Sherlockian ‘exit’ to match his perfectly Sherlockian character. Loved it. The only major difference—and one I find extremely relevant—is that Holmes fakes his death to clear his name. House fakes his to erase it and begin anew. However, they both faked death at least in part for those they cared for.
“HOUSE WAS AN ASS.” Wilson is brilliant. The only thing I regret about this season is why the writers chose to give him a terminal illness (besides for a horrible twist of irony). Was it just to add more motivation for House to change in the end? Who knows?
I am really, really, really going to miss this show. I’ve followed it for years, at its best and its worst. Thank you, House. For the drama, for the laughs, and for proof that people do change.
“And I took you by the hand” (and we stood tall)”, podfic read by Owlooligan. So, it’s still unfathomable to me that anyone would ever want to make a podfic of this fic I wrote (or any of my writing for that matter). But it happened nonetheless, and this is honestly beautiful and I am completely honored and completely shocked and just so genuinely happy that this sparked enough inspiration in this lovely reader to make such a fantastic podfic. I just wanted to post this so you could all here how very lovely it is. Thank you, Owlooligan!
For every person in the world, there’s another whose hand fits perfectly in theirs.
I think John’s mum must have been a wise woman. I love this. I love the writing, I love the idea. It’s very lovely. It’s heartbreaking too, because John’s realization happens while they’re handcuffed and…
I GOT REC’D AGAIN OH GOD THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH SDJFA;DK
Title: And I took you by the hand (and we stood tall)
Author: Jenna/juxtapose/graydorians lol multiple accounts
Summary: For every person in the world, there’s another whose hand fits perfectly in theirs.
Characters/Pairing: Sherlock/John
Genre: Fluff, angst
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
JLT 2012
(Source: graydorians)
Title: Fifteen Messages
Author: Jenna/juxtapose/graydorians lol multiple accounts
Summary: John has fifteen voicemail messages he just can’t delete.
Characters/Pairing: Sherlock/John mostly platonic sort of kind of
Genre: Angst to the high heaven.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
JLT 2012
(Source: graydorians)
Title: The Coat (That was Also a Blanket. And a Metaphor)
Author: JLT/Jenna/graydorians/juxtapose (lol multiple accounts)
Summary: John is cold. Sherlock has a large swishy coat. Burrowing himself into that large swishy coat (and, as a result, Sherlock) leads to a great deal of realization for one John Watson.
Pairing/Characters: Sherlock/John
Genre: So much fluff you could die.
Notes: This little fic is based off this lovely drawing by sdkay on tumblr. Also this is, as usual, unbeta’d, but read over by the lovely Danielle who always boosts my confidence enough to post these things.
Disclaimer: Don’t own Sherlock.
You can read it here on my AO3, or here on my writing journal. Feel free to judge me as you see fit.
(Source: graydorians)
John and Sherlock through the eyes of someone you may not have known was really watching
Oh my gosh. Not what I was expecting. It starts all nice and fluffy and quickly goes to sad. I really liked it though, because it’s from Lestrade’s POV! It’s how he sees John and Sherlock and I love how insightful it can be. And when Lestrade shows John the video of drugged up Sherlock (because of The Woman)….oh god. My heart.
Word Count: 2224
My Rating: A
Dear God. This has happened two too many times for my imaginings. I am quite chuffed. Thanks, girls! <3 *worships your blog*
APPARENTLY HEREIN ARE MY FIFTEEN MINUTES OF FAME. I AM CHUFFED, TO SAY THE LEAST.
And as a result is now up to:
Nearly 100 kudos. Which is completely unfathomable to me. It may not seem like a lot to some writers but it’s quite a lot for me. I’ve literally just checked my e-mail to 26 messages from AO3 plus notifications of a few more comments and I’m just. I’m so overwhelmed.
Someone linked to the oneshot via this post and somehow everything has seemed to escalate from there. I love, love, LOVE writing and I may not be fantastic at it but if I manage to affect someone’s day at least minutely with something I’ve jotted down in the voice of an amazing character that’s already been handed to me on a silver platter, that makes me really happy.
So, this probably seems like something really insignificant to most of you and you can keep scrolling past. But I’d just like to say thanks, if you’ve ever even skimmed something I’ve written. I want to write. It’s what I want to do with my life, somehow, some way. And it’s times like these I feel like maybe someday I can.
