Thank… you?

CALVIN

2. Calvin actually does have a couple of non-mom-mandated daily rituals. They’re not particularly specific, because he’s effectively a force for the chaotic gods and he’s six, but he does make sure he sets aside plenty of time every day to talk to Hobbes and find at least one cool thing, be it a created world for Spiff or something about snakes or whathave you.

6. Sugar. If he had it his way he’d have all sorts of vitamin deficiencies and probably live off of sugar and tuna fish with Hobbes. He likes to mix all his food together too. Not like blended, but if there is chicken, mashed potatoes, and peas on his plate, it will be mashed potatoes with bits of chicken and peas in them.

16. His most ambitious long term goal is probably getting rid of girls, shortsighted though it might be. (Who would he annoy?) The smallest is more along the lines of getting an Abrams tank and taking out his school, because Calvin doesn’t really make ‘small’ goals.

38. Actually really for the most part he doesn’t get to the drained point very much. He’s nearly never shown to be tired and even when he’s sick he’s up to something. Basically, he wakes up, runs like hell everywhere, and then passes out from exhaustion at the end of the day.

REMUS

46. Love - at least in the romantic sense - is a tricky subject for Remus. To some degree he’s idealised it, having considered it entirely in the abstract. To another, he’s pushed it to the backest backburner he can find. The need to be accepted honestly overwrites most of what he would otherwise look for in someone. I think for a long time in his youth he considered someone like himself to be what he would eventually settle down with, if anyone. Someone else quite logical and intellectual who despite that would be able to justify everything to themselves like he does. As an adult, I honestly don’t think he considered it enough to have one, constantly chickening out of the attempt.

12. Despite everything I just said, Remus likes the classic sorts of things, legitimately, where there is emotional turmoil and ultimately you’re not quite sure if things came to a happy ending or not. Obviously, he likes a lot of different sorts of books as well, but those ones with all the vague internal monologue and prose tend to be the ones he rereads most often.

6. He doesn’t actually not eat as often as he’s accused of, it’s just that his metabolism - which naturally was inclined to be a bit fast - is supernaturally affected by the lycanthropy. It’s almost impossible to be a fat werewolf. But he’d have a day like morning tea, some sort of cold sandwich, likely, for lunch - sometimes somewhat odd combinations of things, but that’s a remnant from school days - and he’s quite fond of the sort of heavy food you tend to have in the winter, just all year round, for supper.

SHERLOCK

6. Now Sherlock legitimately does either forget to eat, or at times purposefully doesn’t until he’s finished whatever he’s working on. He’s quite amenable to whatever style of food John feels like getting though, normally, so his habits mostly depend on the other man. He’ll eat different things depending on what he feels like his body needs as well, or to try them empirically. (He says.)

16. The biggest long-term goal is… Difficult to say. He’s constantly trying to amass more knowledge about things but also believes he can only know a certain amount, so clearly he doesn’t want to know everything. It would be boring anyway. He’s got a decent number of wants that are unfulfillable, and were they to be filled, would actually wind up contradicting what he wants, so… I think honestly the biggest goal is to continue doing what he’s doing, and the smallest probably to continue annoying Mycroft.

19. … I feel like in at least this one, lonely respect, he would be quite like a normal person. He thinks about what he’s currently working on, re-examining the events from another perspective to see something else, following up thoughts that are bothering him. If he doesn’t have a case, he thinks about how annoying that is, why John won’t admit that the victim committed suicide in Cluedo, and what sort of point Mycroft is trying to make in his persistence with umbrellas.

26. Oh, definitely Reichenbach. Pre-fall it was having solved the case and gotten all that fame and having to deal with all the people who came about as a result of it. (Seriously, didn’t any of them pay any attention? Tie-pins and cuff-links and ear hats?) Post-fall, everything it did to John.

GRAEME

8. I’m going with Radford, since I’ve actually changed not-wizard Graeme into Iain Fletcher, a sentence that makes sense to no one but me. But yes. Graeme Radford. His favourite indulgence was actually his house, the one he lives in, in Renfrew. On a more, you know, everyday level, he works very hard not to just constantly be a smartarse to everyone, so on occasion he will indulge himself and let slip a comment to someone who said something particularly dim-witted. He feels that as long as you are indulging and not immersing then you should be okay.

19. Graeme is boring and thinks over cases and such when he goes to sleep. Well, he finishes his thoughts for the day on them and then stops and thinks about other things, like… How his conversation with the medi-witch had gone earlier and he’d been a bit of a prat, and how he had wanted to get a particular sandwich today and didn’t and so he’d have to get one tomorrow instead or it would start being a craving and if he gets a craving he’ll just eat that one sandwich for weeks… And, you know, how comfy the bed is and how annoyed he is that he isn’t asleep yet, and then he falls asleep.

20. Well it’s not an illness really but his older sister did run him over with her car when he was about seven (older sister in her own rebellion phase of things or something), and then did it again when he was sixteen (no excuse that time whoops~) so at this point he just sort of doesn’t go near her when there are cars around and doesn’t go near cars when she looks like she might be about to drive one of them. There’s no animosity, he didn’t ever get hurt too bad, so. Yeah.

I can!

Under The Table is probably one of my favourites, what with being right at the beginning of them getting to know one another and the manner in which it’s told. Also it’s funny as hell. To me, anyway.

That same author - I really like this author - also wrote Disaster: See also, Remus J. Lupin, lovelife of based off a throwaway line in The Werewolf Who Stole Christmas, both of which are brilliant. The former is mostly younger, school-age and not-too-long-out-of-school-age Remus, but turns into R/T eventually. And all of them are finished! They’re also stories in several chapters, but if memory serves, that author’s got a bunch of smaller ones as well that are fun to read.

On Interruptions and Indian Food is on the more poetic and… I guess mature side, but really just because it’s less bantery and wit than it is sheer introspection and such. Also just a slightly different take on the characters on the whole.

Of Blood, Ice, and Fire is super AU considering it is supposed to follow the end of the war and the main pairing within the story is canonically… dead, but it’s still interesting to read. Almost a sort of dystopic post-war view of werewolves though, and mature and dark and such. Also possibly the biggest warning, it’s not finished. The main plot resolves, but the final promised two chapters haven’t ever been posted. That same author also wrote Random Acts. Both stories are fairly Remus-centric but the pairing is R/T, so it depends on what sort of thing you’re going for.

Really I prefer the lighter, bantery things, but a decent bit of angst is always fun as well. I know I’ve read others I really liked as well but for the life of me I can’t seem to track them down at the moment. (I usually keep lines I like in documents with links to where I found them, but I’ve had to recover my hard-drive since I last went binge-reading R/T fics, so I’ve lost track of a bunch.) If I run across them again I’ll try and remember to post them though.

I will find you. And I will end you.

I am actually really not a very good person to ask about this, as my own understanding of the term is effectively limited at thinking that at some point it was used to describe music and now it mostly seems used to describe weird hairstyles. I’ve melded between several different cliques and styles and that was never one of them. Sorryyyy.

I picked you up, put you back on solid ground

If I go crazy then will you still call me