Rapunzel!Sherlock. Because how BORED would he get locked in a tower his whole life?! It would explain his social awkwardness and limited knowledge of what is "not good." Prince Charming!John has to come save him and guide him through the normal world.
-- (P.S. I don't mind if you gender-switch.)
Or, if you want to go based off of Disney's new movie, Tangled, (can you guess what I just saw?) John would work better as Rapunzel and Sherlock would make a great Flynn Rider. Especially since
-MILD SPOILERS- (you learn this really early on in the movie)
Rapunzel has magic healing hair, and John's a doctor.
Re: Snarled 3b/?mitsuruakiDecember 13 2010, 08:06:36 UTC
She draws the bow over the strings again, because he likes this song, the same lullaby her father played for her when she was a little girl. A tiny, pudgy hand reaches up at her, little fingers grasping for the source of a sound that’s far too distant for him to reach. She smiles; her face lights up at her son’s insistent wriggling, and she thinks she has never felt as much love for another human being as she does for this one-one who can’t even talk, and drools, and chews on his own fingers
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Re: Snarled 3c/?delicateflower8December 13 2010, 17:04:00 UTC
OMG, I squeeled when I saw you'd updated! lol Oh, this part was so very sad. I like what you did with the violin. That was beautiful. ^_^ The emotion was very much present in this part. Great job! Can't wait for the next chapter!
I had a dream recently about this fic, where they were singing I Have a Dream in the bar, and the only part I really remember was that instead of "Vladimir collects ceramic un-i-corns!" it was "Anderson collects ceramic din-o-saurs!" lol This fandom has officially eaten my brain.
I'm sorry Zack died on you! (Ah! The blue white screen of death! My mortal enemy!) I'm glad you saved this too! I'm sending cooling thoughts to Zack, in the hopes that he won't overheat again! Good luck with him!
I'M WORKING ON IT, I SWEARmitsuruakiDecember 18 2010, 09:44:57 UTC
Thank you! I swear the rest of this piece won't be as depressing as the beginning seems to be so far. lol. I'm trying to finish another fill (one I started before this one) so I can continue this without having to divide my time between the two. But I've already got a good outline going, and I will try to get back to this asap.
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anonymous
December 19 2010, 06:30:09 UTC
Chiming in to say I love this prompt, I love this fill, and I love you. Haven't seen Tangled, but if it's half as fun as this fill, I'm tempted to go do just that!
Re: Snarled 3c/?mitsuruakiDecember 19 2010, 08:12:21 UTC
Thank you so much! :D Glad to hear you like it! And Tangled is now my favorite Disney movie (which is actually saying something), so I encourage you to ABSOLUTELY go see it.
I'm taking a brief break from this to finish my other fill so I'll be able to just focus on this story. I'm having so much fun writing a sort-of fairy tale, I have to say. I ought to do this more often...
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anonymous
December 22 2010, 01:50:30 UTC
Oh this is ridiculously fun to read. I adore the hell outta Tangled and Sherlock, so seeing the two crossed over is amazing. Also! I'm in love with your John's voice, it's perfect. I can't wait to see what you have in store for us!
Re: Snarled 3c/?mitsuruakiDecember 31 2010, 09:29:55 UTC
Thank you! I'm having fun writing this, to be honest, and I'm trying REALLY hard not to make this more complicated than it needs to be. XD I've already messed with the timeline, and I don't want this to become 50 chapters. *dies* We'll see!
Re: Snarled 3c/?nox_candidaDecember 31 2010, 09:10:49 UTC
So, I saw Tangled tonight and then came home to read this story. I'm loving how you've adapted it so far and I've already had some sniffles and a few tears. I love Sherlock's parents and I think it's interesting the role that Mycroft is playing in this story. I'm very curious to see what's going to happen with that--it's pretty brilliant to have him play that role, TBH. Also, looking forward to seeing if other characters--Lestrade? Mrs Hudson?--turn up. Anyway, I'm definitely enjoying the story and looking forward to reading more--particularly John's meeting with Sherlock. :)
Re: Snarled 3c/?mitsuruakiDecember 31 2010, 09:46:44 UTC
Honestly...Rapunzel's father was one of my favorite characters, and he doesn't even have any lines. Lol. I'm glad you like it so far!
Mycroft just seemed like a natural for the part of Mother Gothel (although his intentions are really quite different), and it seems we will be deviating a bit from Tangled's storyline--Sherlock has more well-developed characters than Tangled, and I would like to include most of them--and I've already altered the timeline. I've decided Sherlock's birthday isn't going to be as important here as it is in Tangled. The lanterns are raised on the day of his disappearance instead of his birthday, and the two did not occur on the same day.
As for John, he will be appearing soon, but their meeting won't be for a while. *struggles with outline* I inadverdently caused myself a few problems by sealing Sherlock's window shut. Lol! Oops. But I've got that fixed now.
Snarled 4a/?mitsuruakiJanuary 1 2011, 09:27:50 UTC
Oh, god, he was so bored.
Mycroft had left ages ago, off to do whatever it was he did during the day, something business-y and bossy, no doubt, and once again he was stuck here with nothing to do. Everything was so tedious, so mind-numbingly dreary.
He was starting to regret destroying all his lab equipment last night.
That display of childishness had sent his experiment back to square one-he’d been working on creating something acidic enough to unseal his window yet wouldn’t completely destroy his shutters. But Mycroft was very careful with the materials he provided, and Sherlock had only a few places to hide the progress he was making, and now the whole thing was for naught.
Sherlock glowered at his reflection in the mirror of his vanity table-turned-desk. His face glared back at him, furious for ruining the only true entertainment he had in this horrendous place, and what was he going to do nowThere were no books he could get lost in, as Mycroft had been overly involved in his work lately and lacked the time to bring back
( ... )
Snarled 4b/?mitsuruakiJanuary 1 2011, 09:34:34 UTC
Raising his chin haughtily, Sherlock stalked out of his room and down the staircase. He trailed a finger through the faint layer of dust building on the railing with a spiteful satisfaction-just because he was bored and trapped here all day didn’t mean he was going to resort to housework. Cleaning was dull, cooking took too long, and other than his experimenting there was only one other hobby he bothered to indulge in.
There was something powerful in expressing himself through paint, Sherlock had discovered.
He’d had a horrid row with Mycroft the first time his brother came home and found he’d desecrated the walls. There’d been no paint in the house at that time, so in a fit of intrigue he’d mashed up food of all sorts into paste and spread it on the walls. Admittedly, it wasn’t the best idea he’d ever had, but he certainly wasn’t going to apologize for the mess. He’d argued about boredom, and the need for self-expression, that his options for entertainment here were limited and there were only so many times he could sit around
( ... )
-- (P.S. I don't mind if you gender-switch.)
Or, if you want to go based off of Disney's new movie, Tangled, (can you guess what I just saw?) John would work better as Rapunzel and Sherlock would make a great Flynn Rider. Especially since
-MILD SPOILERS- (you learn this really early on in the movie)
Rapunzel has magic healing hair, and John's a doctor.
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I had a dream recently about this fic, where they were singing I Have a Dream in the bar, and the only part I really remember was that instead of "Vladimir collects ceramic un-i-corns!" it was "Anderson collects ceramic din-o-saurs!" lol This fandom has officially eaten my brain.
I'm sorry Zack died on you! (Ah! The blue white screen of death! My mortal enemy!) I'm glad you saved this too! I'm sending cooling thoughts to Zack, in the hopes that he won't overheat again! Good luck with him!
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I'm sorry for the fail delay! D;
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I'm taking a brief break from this to finish my other fill so I'll be able to just focus on this story. I'm having so much fun writing a sort-of fairy tale, I have to say. I ought to do this more often...
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Mycroft just seemed like a natural for the part of Mother Gothel (although his intentions are really quite different), and it seems we will be deviating a bit from Tangled's storyline--Sherlock has more well-developed characters than Tangled, and I would like to include most of them--and I've already altered the timeline. I've decided Sherlock's birthday isn't going to be as important here as it is in Tangled. The lanterns are raised on the day of his disappearance instead of his birthday, and the two did not occur on the same day.
As for John, he will be appearing soon, but their meeting won't be for a while. *struggles with outline* I inadverdently caused myself a few problems by sealing Sherlock's window shut. Lol! Oops. But I've got that fixed now.
I should have more up soon!
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Mycroft had left ages ago, off to do whatever it was he did during the day, something business-y and bossy, no doubt, and once again he was stuck here with nothing to do. Everything was so tedious, so mind-numbingly dreary.
He was starting to regret destroying all his lab equipment last night.
That display of childishness had sent his experiment back to square one-he’d been working on creating something acidic enough to unseal his window yet wouldn’t completely destroy his shutters. But Mycroft was very careful with the materials he provided, and Sherlock had only a few places to hide the progress he was making, and now the whole thing was for naught.
Sherlock glowered at his reflection in the mirror of his vanity table-turned-desk. His face glared back at him, furious for ruining the only true entertainment he had in this horrendous place, and what was he going to do nowThere were no books he could get lost in, as Mycroft had been overly involved in his work lately and lacked the time to bring back ( ... )
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There was something powerful in expressing himself through paint, Sherlock had discovered.
He’d had a horrid row with Mycroft the first time his brother came home and found he’d desecrated the walls. There’d been no paint in the house at that time, so in a fit of intrigue he’d mashed up food of all sorts into paste and spread it on the walls. Admittedly, it wasn’t the best idea he’d ever had, but he certainly wasn’t going to apologize for the mess. He’d argued about boredom, and the need for self-expression, that his options for entertainment here were limited and there were only so many times he could sit around ( ... )
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