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fruitviking · 5 hours
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Behold this random YouTube recommendation featuring a weird AI fusion of Holmes and Watson
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Complete with bowlstalker hat, wonky magnifying glass, hair merging with his collar, some strange alternate London... and that's just David Burke's face, right
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CHARLES AUGUSTUS MILVERTON part 4 - death of a blackmailer
(part 1) (part 2) (part 3)
content warnings for: guns, blood, death. which you are *probably* expecting if you know how this story goes in canon, although this version is...not exactly how Watson told it to the Strand.
(This is part of the Watsons sketchbook series)
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Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms, Sherlock Holmes - Arthur Conan Doyle Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson Characters: Sherlock Holmes, John Watson Additional Tags: Codes & Ciphers, Mycroft Holmes IS the British Government, Letters, Love Letters, World War I Series: Part 5 of Rumination and Reminiscence Summary:
In 1914, Holmes and Watson both join the war effort although in vastly different capacities. Communication is limited and difficult, but they still manage to get occasional messages to each other.
Here are a few that Watson found in a file amongst Holmes’s case notes.
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fruitviking · 15 hours
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I'm the type of girl that loves an ibuprofen
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fruitviking · 1 day
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That time i made an office supply dragon
I sold this design a while back
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fruitviking · 1 day
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On the Nature of Holmes & Watson (& Trevor)
This was meant to be a meta, but in reality it's probably just going to be a rambly wall of text and emotions. Oh well.
Something that always captivated me about the ACD canon was how...special Holmes and Watson were. They were unique in their commonality, their casualness. The Holmes stories had served as the blueprint of the modern detective genre in itself--I had expected a sidekick. What I had not expected was the way the sidekick and detective came to be; to be remembered as one of the greatest friendships in literary history.
There is something so inexplicably beautiful about a lost, lonely, war-weary veteran returning to a city of thousands. A 'cesspool' of a city, he calls it; and yet somehow, in some way, he manages to find a enigmatic, strange person that needed Watson as much as he did him. In STUD, Watson mentioned how he spent his days before meeting Holmes wasting his days, idling about from hotel room to hotel room. After all the war and trauma, only followed by the banality and blandness of living in a city that is thronging with distant people, I can't help but think how much Watson and Holmes saved each other. Yes, over the course of their many adventures, they have saved the other's life many times. But I like to think that they saved each other from themselves; from the loneliness and the struggles they faced. Watson finally had something to do with his life again through accompanying Holmes and chronicling his exploits. Holmes finally had something he could project his ideas off of, somebody that could appreciate and constantly be in awe of his talents. Somebody that could help him when needed, and sit in comfortable silence or conversation; someone to make him not alone.
This is very important for Holmes. I suppose anybody who read the ACD canon already knows this already. But for all we know, the last friend Holmes had was Victor Trevor, who was just alone as he was. And Trevor left to work on a tea plantation in Nepal after the events of 'The Gloria Scott' (...I don't know why Conan Doyle made him do that. Is it because the British like tea so much?). The point is, Holmes was alone again. The great detective, who often liked to present his ideas as if he was an monologuing actor, was alone on the stage, with no one in the audience to clap for him. Then Watson came along, and Holmes became a prominent detective; but more importantly, he gained a lifelong friend.
At the end of the day, that's why I keep returning to the Holmes stories. Yes, Sherlock Holmes is brilliant; yes, the cases are intriguing and I love Victorian literature so much that I would've probably read it even if I wasn't invested in the characters. But at the heart of every case is the friendship between these lost, lonely men, who somehow found each other in a city of millions and made the best of it. The ACD canon is as much about mystery as it is human connection. I can't properly express it, but wherever the stories take place--on the windy hills of Dartmoor, the countryside of Reigate, or the crackling fire of Baker Street--Holmes and Watson will always be there, side by side. We see this, in every adaptation since.
They are truly the fixed point in a changing age, and I love them for it.
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fruitviking · 1 day
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Please be normal
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it's alright with you
“Rotten sort of day, eh Watson?”, Holmes remarks as they stare into the flames, listening to the horrible, whistling wind. “I’ll say. I’ve never known a storm such as this in England before. It’s downright unnatural.”
@angryducktimemachine pitched this idea to me as i was complaining about my weather (again) and it consumed me until it was done- and he drew some art for it too! very productive friday all in all :>
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fruitviking · 2 days
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I feel like with Sherlock Holmes adaptations, we all know that Holmes and Watson are going to be inseparable to some degree.
Whether it's a romantic bond, a platonic bond, whether they hate each other at first, whether they meet in the 19th century or the 21st or the 22nd, they will end up tangled together somehow. This is a given.
So what makes it a good story once you've established that is WHY they end up tangled together. Why do this particular Holmes and this particular Watson eventually want to spend the rest of their lives as friends or lovers or whatever it is?
There needs to be a reason. It can't just be based on the fact that we all know, as audience and fans, that it will happen. The characters don't know that. This is the first time this story is happening for them.
So give them a reason to stay together. Give them character beyond what they each mean to the other, in order for them to become what they each mean to the other.
If that makes sense.
This has been FruitViking's Late Night Fandom Rambling. Goodnight and good luck.
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fruitviking · 2 days
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Ending the stigma of drug use will save lives.
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“Mycroft”
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fruitviking · 2 days
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Sherlock Holmes - Arthur Conan Doyle, Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson Characters: Sherlock Holmes, John Watson Additional Tags: Victorian Sherlock Holmes/John Watson, Implied Sexual Content, Implied/Referenced Sex, Established Sherlock Holmes/John Watson, Retired Sherlock Holmes, Domestic Fluff, Fluff, POV John Watson, POV First Person, Sherlock Holmes’s Retirement Series: Part 4 of Rumination and Reminiscence, Part 22 of Victorian Holmes & Watson fics Summary:
In which Holmes retires and Watson cannot.
“Sussex. The South Downs. You can see the sea from the upper floor. It has an orchard, a kitchen garden and—as of the end of the month—electrical wiring, modern plumbing with a porcelain flushing toilet, a roll-top bath, a tank for hot water in the attic… everything we have ever seen and wished we had for ourselves.” It did sound tempting, but pride prevented me from agreeing. I could not accept such a decision being made without even a word in my direction. “Forgive me, but it really is too big a surprise to spring on me.” I stood up and left the room lest my temper get the better of me.
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fruitviking · 2 days
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reblog for sample size !!
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“I am an omnivorous reader with a strangely retentive memory for trifles.” - SH
Brett-Holmes done in Paget style. Painted tonight on my Livestream. (Not sure how long, lost track of time. XD)
Painter 12.
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