I’m an absolute sucker for outside POV and while I’m not complaining most of them are centred around Percy in school or out in NYC etc when there’s a fantastic opportunity for one Will Solace to show off his own talents.
Give me Will Solace in his first year of medical school inexplicably having wayyyy too much experience with surgeries, emergencies medicine and really serious wounds etc.
This Texas kid who has just shown up out of seemingly nowhere does not bat an eye when people come in with the most gruesome injuries the senior doctors have ever seen. While the rest of the juniors are being ushered out before they throw up or feint Will’s just standing there like normal Tuesday, how can I help :)
He quickly gets nicknamed ‘golden boy’ bypeers and mentors alike for 2 reasons. The first is Will is just really freaking easy to find. There’s not a whole lot of honey blond, over 6 foot, tanned, muscled and southern residents wondering around the hospital who can look that good in scrubs.
The second is he is just genuinely the best they have ever seen. Will’s stitches are immaculate, his manner with patients soothes them instantly and he’s basically unflappable under pressure; He excels in emergency situations, completely comfortable in his own natural authority and the people he’s supposed to be learning from completely forget he’s technically only in his first year.
I just want to see a little outside appreciation for Will Solace, who has effectively been running his own hospital for years.
Give me Alex Rider’s politics teacher just being absolutely…astounded by the amount of knowledge this kid has on not only the socio-economic climate of literally every freaking country but the most freakishly good instincts of how each new politician that comes along is going to fare. It’s at the point he now has a secret cabinet of sticky notes on Alex’s off hand comments of each new public figure because God Dammit he always turns out to be right.
Give me Alex’s Riders politics teacher who stands up for him against others in the staff room because his essays provide the freshest viewpoints he’s seen in over 20 years. Ethics, politics, morality, social structures, negotiations, public figures, military influences and ulterior motivators; Alex Rider handles each topic with a grace and insight he hasn’t seen since university. Quite frankly he doesn’t know whether to be impressed or terrified. He settles on curious.
Give me Alex Rider’s politics teacher who’s family served in the army, who recognises the shadows of war in those dark brown eyes even if he can never understand why. The only one that seems to notice that seeing Alex’s controlled, efficient steps through a boisterous crowd of school children is like watching a ballet dancer glide through a swarm of drunk seagulls.
Give me Alex Rider’s politics teacher who let’s the poor kid take a nap in class or snack when he wants to (partly because 50% of the time he looks ready to drop) but mostly because deep down they both know there’s nothing that he can teach him here. Alex had an already pretty unusual and impressive grasp of foreign affairs before his uncle died and in the years since then? Well, he’s pretty sure Alex speaks more languages fluently than he has fingers.
Give me Alex Rider’s politics teacher whose subject gives him more of a glimpse into his talents than most people are allowed to see; who takes one good look at his extra little piece of the puzzle and thinks yeah. This kid is brilliant.
can you imagine visiting the site of the most horrible traumas and abuse you’ve ever experienced with your older brother and showing him these fire pillars you’re a bit happy with despite it all i suppose and the cunt is like “you should have used campfires”
Sometimes I think about how fucking wild it must be to look in on the Good Omens fandom from the outside if you have zero understanding of it.
Like you hear people talking about this person(?) Named Aziraphale (which legit sounds like a prescription drug to lower your cholesterol) and then you find out it’s an angel that is for some reason both chubby and cute in a bow-tie but also a lil bit of a bitch and probably has a billion eyes in his actual celestial form and they all love that idea. That he has a billion eyes. They collectively stan the billion eyeballs and make adorable comics of those billion eyeballs getting snacks from the fridge at night or turning up the thicc meter on his bodily corporation like that isn’t an absolutely terrifying idea.
And then they lose their minds over Crowley who is a demon that is always inexplicably wearing sunglasses? And is also a snake? And they talk about this giant ass snake cuddling with this many-eyed angel as they read a book?? And sometimes the snake is also a Nanny. And they LOVE the nanny. Big Nanny fans. And somehow this bitchy grandma angel with all the eyes and the snake/nanny/sunglass hut employee FALL IN LOVE?
And then on occasion you will hear someone say how delightful it is that Pollution is non-gender binary.
This is exactly why I don’t tell anyone in my real life that I’m a fan of this. I don’t want to have to explain it.
Description: Working a case involving a bomber in London, all Lestrade knows is that something big happened with Sherlock and John in the autumn leading up to John’s recent divorce, but so far no one has yet seen fit to fill him in…
Review: Told from Lestrade’s POV of Sherlock and John’s misunderstandings post Mary. I love outside POV fics cause they really highlight how couple-y they are, and when they fight everyone feels the rift in the universe. Three Garridebs moment!
