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liminaltey · 2 months
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Sherlock feeling guilty about ruining his college principal’s life and comparing it to potentially ruining Victor’s father’s life made me think about PTSD
Which is interesting because in the first episode when he first met John and deduced John having it, he promptly said he didn’t have it
But despite his amazing intellectual abilities, Sherlock is still human, and it’s been proven he can be wrong, plus considering the countless amounts of intense traumatic situations he’s undoubtedly been through, the unwanted memories/hinted trauma blocking and unpleasant flashbacks, his severe anxiety/distress and guilt
What if he does have PTSD
Or am I looking too deep into it
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What is a favorite fandom headcanon for you?
One of mine is that John is a social chameleon, he can charm people from the streets to the palace and is really only not acting when he's with Sherlock.
*Asks are sent for fun, no pressure to answer within a certain amount of time or at all.*
Hi Lovely!
OH GOSH, mine is that John ALWAYS makes the Tea and Loves Jam. There's something so wholesome about both of them. The prior is ABSOLUTELY not true – Sherlock and Hudders are the only ones shown in the series making tea ever – and the latter is just... a silly headcanon that so sweet and adorable and just makes for some silly fun moments in Fanfics.
Oh and that they always order Chinese. EVERY single time I read a fic and they order takeout, I CRAVE Chinese food LOL.
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lxvenderjewel · 10 days
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have some s&co picrews for ur troubles
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i don't like how john came out but then again i never like how i do john so
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topsyturvy-turtely · 1 year
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molly hooper as your girlfriend headcanon
can you imagine having molly as your girlfriend? she gotta be like- okay. hold on. *inhales deeply*
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she would always ask how you're doing at the beginning of your conversation. but ask again a bit into it, to know how you're *actually* doing
she will make you coffee exactly the way you like it, because she remembers so well from your first date at a coffeehouse
she will hold your hand, her thumb slowly carassing the back of your hand and encourage you about every little project you wanna do
she will play soft, melodic songs (most of them are about love) and she will sway her hips ever so slightly and sing along quietly when she thinks noone can hear her
but you hear her at some point and when you ask her to sing along with you she looks at the floor and blushes. but because you smile at her and squeeze her hand she does so hesitantly, growing bolder by each chorus and in the end you're both dancing crazily and scream-singing to taylor swift or adele or queen
she ALWAYS gives you hugs when she thinks you need one, without you ever having to ask her (partly because she needs them herself)
in the mornings she will look at you with so much softness in her eyes and her fingertips trace your facial features and you melt right into it every single time
she will smile at you and it will be the sunrise and you'll be thinking "gosh she is a keeper"
and she is so soft 90% of the time but HELL she can be fierce as FUCK when someone dares to mess with you
she loves dresses. but feels self conscious in them. you tell her every time that she looks absolutely stunning in them. and every time she believes you a little more. she wears dresses more often now and at some point actually feels confident in them. and when she walks down the aisle she's blushing at all the attention, but she walks: With confidence and a smile on her face. and when she says "yes" you are convinced you married god herself.
she's also probably into BDSM so that would be fun
so yeah. anygays. kinda want her to be my girlfriend now :P
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beneathashadytree · 2 years
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Hello! I recently found your blog and I was wondering if you could do nsfw alphabet with Sherlock Holmes from Moriarty the patriot..?
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NSFW ALPHABET - SHERLOCK HOLMES HEADCANONS
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Warnings : this is obviously very nsfw, use of drugs and smoking (trying to keep this as in-character as possible hehe), some anal play on Sherlock himself, this is not proofread, as always reader is gender-neutral!
Genre : smut
Word count : 2.3K words
Additional notes : Thank you so much for requesting! I got really creative with this one🫣 I have it bad for this man tbh, every time I see him (especially post-timeskip) something awakens within me🫦 Hope you enjoy reading these!💗
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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
Ideally, Sherlock would like to unwind with his lover by cuddling them into his side, one arm around them as he chatted about one thing or the other, his other hand holding a cigarette to his lips. Occasionally he’d indulge in some opium, but only as long as his partner’s fine with it in bed.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
He’s quite fond of his fingers. He’s proud of being able to bring his lover to orgasm with them only and within mere minutes, and loves watching them suck them into the warm cavity of their mouth. He always buys rings to adorn them just like they like it.
On his partner, he loves their ass. Big or small, one can always count on seeing him with a handful of their flesh groped in his hand (only in the comfort of their flat, of course; when they’re outside in public, the most he does is let his hand wander for a second and inappropriately tap their cute butt).
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
Something he discovered one night after going for several rounds is that he’s particularly fond of cumming right outside his lover’s slick hole. After filling them to the brim with his release that oozes outside of them, there aren’t any other options, really. His cum runs a little on the thinner side, but he does cum a lot and in one go.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Not particularly a secret to his lover since he made sure to tell them that after a while together, but despite being a top in bed, he does enjoy some anal play on himself. He’s worked himself to a prostate orgasm on his own before, and would doubly appreciate it if his lover decided to indulge him.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
Heavily inexperienced, but a very skilled learner. Sherlock had expressed no interest at all in romance, thinking himself better off without personal and sexual attachments to someone else. He wasn’t particularly needy for it either, so he never sought pleasure out. He’s a detail-oriented person, though, and relies heavily on his partner’s reactions to figure things out unsurprisingly quickly.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Rocking Horse position is his favorite; his legs opened to fit his lover in between, and his arms encasing them. He can adjust the depth at any time and seek their mutual utmost pleasure, while also holding them close to him. It’s equal parts intimate and erotic when he can see them fall apart so closely.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
Sherlock’s a bit of a dork unknowingly, and tends to let slip a few comments unaware that have his lover giggling breathlessly. But aside from these few moments, he’s pretty serious about sex, since it’s something so treasured to him. He’ll make sure it’s equally enjoyable for both parties though, and never lets the mood get too stiff. He does have a playful side to him, after all.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
To be brutally frank, Sherlock had long given up on taming his black bush. His hair’s always been difficult to maintain everywhere on his body, so he makes up for it twofold with his impeccable cleanliness. If his partner finds themselves bothered by the bush, he’ll grumble a little but trim it, even though it’ll grow back almost hilariously fast.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
Given his favorite position of choice, and his penchant for making it an absolute whirlwind of a ride, it’s pretty intimate. However, he probably won’t be able to outright say “I love you” during sex for quite a while. Go easy on the man; he’s still getting used to the whole notion of romance. Even so, his body says it a hundred times before his lips ever do.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Quite rare honestly. Sherlock doesn’t get to jack off often because he’s too caught up in his cases and pursuits, not to mention the fact that he’s never prioritized sex or even cared much for it. Though he values it in his current relationship, he never finds himself needy enough to pull his cock out and rub one out. The few times he did, it was to experiment on himself what he liked most, including anal play, to ensure a healthy sex life with them.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
As someone who’s in tune with his senses, Sherlock has a bit of a scent kink, and finds himself burying his nose into his lover’s damp skin, inhaling their scent that’s completely unique to them. For some reason, it has him so hard he starts leaking precum before they even pull his cock out of his pants.
He’s also into dacryphilia, though he does feel a little rotten that seeing his beloved cry turns him on. But how can he help himself, when the reason they’re tearing up is because he’s so big and stretching them out perfectly? Not to mention how breathtaking they are with their damp cheeks and glistening eyes…
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
He’s not too fussy about locations. Kitchen counter-top, bathtub, bedroom, office desk, even the floor; as long as the mood’s intimate and enjoyable for them both, he’s game. He does enjoy their office sex though, because the lingering smell of opium tends to stimulate him even further.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
If he’s got a couple of drags of opium in him, he’s all geared up and good to go—as long as his partner’s fine with that, of course.
Sherlock won’t admit it at first, but a small depraved part of him gains immense satisfaction when they’re completely submissive to him, because then he can fully indulge them in anything they want. He’s the textbook definition of a service top, after all, and loves to reward his darling for their patience.
A little game of chase in bed never hurt either. He likes the idea of “capturing” his “prey” so to speak, though it’s all light-hearted and never too rough. That’s some roleplay he fancies; detective vs. suspect.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Though he does like some substance, he never consumes too much to call himself particularly high on it. He’s never out of it; that’s one rule he’s strict on, because he likes to always be aware of everything. It’s caused by a mix of paranoia and love.
He’s got a bit of a possessive streak too, because he likes knowing he’s the closest person to their heart in the same manner they’re the only one in his, so he’s definitely opposed to sharing with a third party. His competitiveness also plays part in this; his ego wouldn’t stand to see his lover enjoying someone’s body and pleasure more than his.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
When it comes to oral sex, despite being a service top, Sherlock prefers receiving. They’re just so good at bringing him to the edge with their warm mouth and skilled tongue, their hand taking what their mouth can’t. The sight of their lips stretched to accommodate him and choking on his girth always has him throwing his head back with immense pleasure.
Though he’s quite skilled at giving his darling mindblowing oral sex after they guide him through it the first couple of times, he found he much preferred fingering them. The way their eyes roll back with every digit of his pumping inside them is just too cute.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
His favorite positions always allow him both, but he finds that slower paces are better for him to last longer. He’s rarely ever desperate enough to rut into them in a crazed frenzy, like their warmth was the only thing keeping him going. When he does though, both their orgasms are so powerful that he stutters on his moans and their toes curl.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Not a big fan of them, but not entirely opposed to them either. He’s not the most organized person around, but even he’s not a fan of the crumpled mess that becomes of them after quickies. If his beloved is up for it, he won’t say no, but he personally doesn’t have any need for the ridiculously short sessions.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
Sherlock’s big on self-exploration, whether concerning sexuality or general sexual preferences, and he believes that disovering them with your partner helps better your sex life a hundred times over. Once he experiments something and finds he likes it, he asks them to incorporate it the next time they have sex, and encourages them to do the same.
He’s not a very risky person when it comes to nightly activities, unless you count slipping in the bathtub or accidentally swallowing opium as risks. Basically, most risks are comprised of accidents due to the mess he leaves around the apartment.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
He doesn’t last very long, and there’s nothing shameful about that. Sherlock was never one for exercise, and his libido is quite low in the first place, so he lasts a couple of rounds at most. He’s hell-bent on bringing his lover to the throes of pleasure over and over again, though, so he’ll resort to using his fingers or mouth on them as breaks for himself in between.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
Related to the previous headcanon, he’ll definitely own toys to help his lover reach their own orgasm when he’s tired out. His competitive nature prevents him from using the toys during the sex itself, though, because he wants to be the one to bring them the most pleasure.
He’s certainly tried out the dildos available at the time on himself a couple of times, before telling his lover exactly how he likes it inside himself. It definitely made the nights more fun, in his opinion.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Sherlock could be a little shit when he wants to, and that translated into the bedroom too. He did like to tease often enough when he was in a particularly playful mood, repeatedly bringing them close to their climax before robbing them of it. Only when their tears started dripping down their cheeks and he’d made a mess of their hole did he finally grant them release.
Other times he’s rather straightforward about it. Making love like that took up so much of his concentration that he could only send them hurtling towards orgasm. They felt too good like that, their insides swallowing his cock.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
He’s absolutely shameless. Sherlock has some of the prettiest moans known to mankind, and it’s quite arousing to hear just how pleasured he is by them. He’s so loud that even the neighbors have sent complaints before. He makes sure to tell his lover just how incredible they’re making him feel, and might even let a whimper or two loose as he cums.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
The single hottest thing that had ever happened to him was when his lover once straddled his lap, took his cigarette from his fingers, inhaled deeply, grabbed his cheeks to pry his lips open, and breathed the smoke out into his mouth. Much to his humiliation and their amusement, his entire face burned red at their hooded eyes through the smokey haze. His cock was embarrassingly hard in his pants, and it only took them grinding down on his bulge a couple of times before he came in his pants. Their little derisive chuckle at that probably awakened something in him.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
He’s definitely big, to the point where it’s actually a bit of a struggle to take him. 7 inches when hard, his cock flushes pink at the lightest bit of stimulation, and weeps a lot of precum. It curves a little to the right too. He’s got twin prominent veins at either side of it, and his lover always cries out how good he feels when he’s pulsing inside of them.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
I’d say out of all of the characters, he’s got the lowest sex drive. He doesn’t tend to have sexual desires much, and doesn’t yearn for sex unprompted. He probably falls on the asexual spectrum (remember, being ace doesn’t necessarily mean not wanting sex at all!), or is demisexual and is only sexually attracted to his romantic partner whom he shares a deep bond with. He’s also pretty busy with his detective work, so more often than not it completely slips his mind. He’s always up for it if his significant other wants to, though!
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
As a smoker, he doesn’t really get much sleep. But when he does, he’s completely knocked out. The exhaustion that comes with a very thorough session in bed with his darling is very rewarding, but after a couple of smokes and a few interesting conversations, his speech begins to slur and his cigarettes die out.
At times like these, his lover takes the liberty of plucking the smokes from between his fingers and pulling him into the warmth of their chest, fingers running through the soft tresses of his hair.
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musingsofmyown · 1 year
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Sherlock would have a violin hickey and Greg would always assume it was John's doing
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coffee-ig · 2 years
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Yandere Sherlock Holmes
TW: Yandere themes
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He is great with his deduce but you are a different case altogether. Whenever he tried to deduce anything about you it was mostly wrong, which led to him being obsessed with you.
He wanted to know more about you and almost always followed you, stalked you. He was always lingering.
He would create a situation in which you do live with him.
He will do anything and everything for you not to favour or befriend anyone. He would want you to be with him always.
He is also not good with romance so, what he thinks he is doing is right but deep down knows that this is not healthy.
He will kidnap you if you 'reject' him in anyway.
He is understanding, if he knows that you are upset with him he would try understanding why.
Do not try breaking his rules or such, or he will throw a tantrum.
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contact-guy · 4 months
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Yes yes Holmes uses his talent for deduction to catch criminals but have you considered: the gifts so carefully considered they barely register as gifts. Watson, who has no family and few friends, doesn’t celebrate his birthday, hardly remembers it himself, and has certainly never told Holmes the date. And yet every year on that day they end up in a pleasant part of the country on business, with a little spare time to fish or stroll through the woods or eat a particularly good meal at the local inn. Every year Holmes gives Watson a small, oblique word of praise that sits in his mind like a warm ember. And every year Watson falls asleep thinking one year older, and it was quite a nice day.
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curlyjohnlock · 5 months
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Well, we already know that John had hallucinations of Mary after she died. He could see her and he even talked to her.
Now, I'm more than sure that the same thing happened after Sherlock's Fall.
Oh boy, I feel like this should've been the plot for S3 😭
You can read my latest fanfics here 🥂
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maggotzombie · 10 months
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the day/night we met ; henry cavill
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PAIRING — Henry Cavill x Reader (fem) SUMMARY — On your wedding day, your Maid of Honor prepares a special gift to which you and Henry have distinct responses. WORDS — 1,8k TW — nothing really just a lot of fluff, emotions (I cried a bit writing it), Henry in a suit 😈. A/N — Hi! I'm not dead, just quit the most toxic job ever so I'm getting back here lol Here's a short but very dear fic to me that I wrote last year but never posted. I'm so happy to finally post this! This story has been in my head for two years now and it came out better than I thought.
Song insp.: Eu Me Lembro by Clarice Falcão feat. Silva
— 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙
“ALRIGHT,” YOUR MAID OF HONOR smiles, carefully wiping her tears with a napkin. “After making you cry and potentially ruining some makeup,” The room laughs. “I’ve prepared something different to end this on a high note.”
This is one of the dearest moments of your life: your wedding. You’re marrying your soulmate. Your heart could burst with love and happiness whenever.
Everything’s perfect, from your dress to the lights of the venue. Henry – your newly proclaimed spouse – has an arm around you as you listen to your family and friends' speeches about you and your love.
You found it strange when your Maid of Honor wasn’t the first to speak, but it seems she has a reason for it. Immediately, you feel anxious, but in a good way.
“When these two told me they were getting married, I knew I wanted to do something special for them,” Your best friend starts. “I just didn’t know what, but I knew it had to be something remarkable, something for them to look back and have a good laugh,” She looks at the both of you with tears in her eyes, chuckling.
You also wipe tears off your eyes, smiling back at her, and Henry tightens his embrace around you.
“So I sat down with these two, separately, and started to ask a few questions,” She smiles and wiggles her eyebrows, which is an expression you know very well.
‘Oh my,’ You think. ‘What is she up to?’
“Things started to get really interesting from the start, and I decided to make a video out of it,” Your best friend winks at you. “Without further ado, enjoy it.”
With a pleasant smile, she sits down. The attention turns to the screens set around the venue.
You remember sitting with your Maid of Honor to chat about your relationship. You didn’t really understand why she wanted to do that. However, it always has been effortless talking about Henry, and you brushed it off as having something to do with the wedding.
You recall having a great time answering her questions – drinks might have been involved beforehand, but the whole process was surprisingly professional.
Your friend’s face pops up on the screen as she introduces herself. “In this little video, I wanted to talk about our lovely couple’s amazing and fun story, especially the day they met,” She explains. “Newlyweds, I love you very much, and I hope you like this little something I put together for you.”
She blows a kiss and waves. Then in fancy lettering, “A love story” is scribbled on the top-left corner of the screen, and “A story of love” on the bottom right corner. You wonder why both phrases – which convey the same thing – are on the video, but the thought quickly slips your mind when your smiling face appears on the screen.
“State your name and occupation, please,” Your friend prompts on the video, but she’s out of the shot.
You roll your eyes amusedly. “What’s this, a trial? I’m innocent, your honor!” You giggle, making everybody at the venue laugh.
You answer the question anyway, and your name also appears written on the video.
“For the purpose of… this, I’m the bride?” It sounds like a question, and you make a face, unsure of yourself.
She never explained what the video was for, in your defense.
Right after you, Henry appears. “I’m Henry, and I am the lucky groom,” He smiles brightly, looking as handsome as always.
“So, tell me, how did you meet Henry?” Your friend asks, and your smile is instant as you remember that exact day as if it was yesterday. “How did you meet Y/N?” She asks him in the next scene, and his reaction is the same.
“I was hosting a brunch,” You start, your eyes unfocused as the vivid memory plays in your mind. “And it was morning when Henry arrived.”
When he reapers, you can tell it’ll cut back and forth between you. “I was throwing a party, and she was the one that came around. I think it was three in the afternoon,” Henry replies, quite differently from you.
You scoff mockingly, looking at him by your side. He chuckles, brushing it off with a shoulder tic before you turn back to the screen.
“And I said: ‘Hi, come on in, make yourself at home,’ You know, something of the sorts,” You shrug off.
Your betrothed chuckles in the video, scratching his chin in thought. “I was the one that said hello, but she didn’t hear.”
His comment makes the venue erupt in laughter. You meet Henry’s loving gaze again and squeeze his hand, making him bring yours up to press a kiss on your knuckles.
If your shared story had different and entertaining versions until now, it’d just get better!
After being asked about first impressions of one another, he replies: “She thought I was hilarious,” He says with such confidence that is endearing.
In your turn, you laugh and cover your mouth as if what you are about to say it’s an embarrassing secret.
“Oh my god, he wouldn’t stop talking! Like a lot!” You emphasize. “And I pretended to laugh the entire time,” You say very sheepishly before throwing your head back in laughter again. “That’s terrible. I feel like I need to apologize,” You add after your fit.
“Oh, I just remembered something,” He suddenly announces, and his smile is wide as the memory toy around in his head. “Her blouse was inside out,” He chuckles, eyes focused on a spot. “She’s so adorable and such a goof, isn’t she?” He looks back at the camera.
“He loved the way I was dressed,” You giggle, visibly shivering as you physically remember the feeling of him truly looking at you for the first time.
Your friend asks another question, changing the subject slightly, but Henry shakes his head.
“Yeah, the party was great! Everybody was having a good time, but I only remember searching for her when she wasn’t near me. Trying to get another look, you know?” He says.
In turn, you scoff. “No one was dancing! I don’t remember who was taking care of the music, but it was terrible!” Your genuine response makes the room fills with laughter another time. “At least everyone had a drink in hand and ate something.”
“Oh, yes. The food was wonderful. Everything homemade,” Your partner assures with a proud nod naively.
“I bought everything off Tesco,” You rushedly confess, throwing your head back in laughter again.
Back to the present moment, you’re wiping the new tears from the corners of your eyes due to laughter. You love the good energy around the room as your guests and yourself enjoy the video your Maid of Honor made.
Now you understand both phases in the beginning, and although you and Henry have very distinct versions of the day you met, you love both of them and the feelings they bring you.
However, something changes in the next second of the video. For the first time, on a split-screen, you two appear together.
“When I saw him, I knew it (When I saw her, I knew it),” You both say simultaneously. “She (He) was the person I’d spend the rest of my life with,” You continue.
Glancing at him, you’re surprised to see he’s already looking at you. Then you exchange a knowing look. It seems like you got on the same page in this part of the video.
“And that’s how I realized that life put him (her) in my life,” You say in unison. “On that Tuesday (Thursday) of September (December),” Your responses overlap with each other, drawing amused reactions from people.
“That’s why I remember everything, of every second,” Both of you state, which is downright ironic at this point. “Ask me anything that I remember.”
“I remember,” You proudly declare with a grin but, this time, by yourself.
And so does Henry. “I remember,” He nods with a beam.
The video ends there, and the room erupts in applause, whistles, and hollered praises.
Words couldn’t describe the dazzling feelings you’re experiencing if you wanted to. You can’t be more grateful to your friend for this treat either. And, of course, the man you now get to call your husband.
The spotlight of attention returns to you as you’re exchanging the most enamored gaze ever. Henry leans in and presses his lips to your forehead, making you close your eyes. Slowly, you allow all those remarkable sensations to wash over you.
When you reopen your eyes, you smile at him before looking at your Maid of Honor. “Thank you so much for this extremely thoughtful gift. We both loved it a lot.”
Henry confirms with a head gesture.
“Words won’t do justice to how much you’re special to me. I’m just so grateful I get to share such a special and meaningful moment of my life, like this one, with you,” Your voice cracks at the end, and you smile, trying to hold your tears at bay as you can see she’s doing the same. “So I can’t thank you enough.”
As the room gets loud with another round of applause and cheers, she smiles, mouthing an “I love you too” to you. Wiping your tears carefully one more time, you chuckle.
“Although, I only have one question,” You announce, making the room pipe down. “Was my blouse really inside out?” You giggle as you look back at Henry.
Your husband starts to laugh. “Yeah,” He confirms bashfully. “Yeah, it was,” He nods as your guests join you in laughter.
“Oh, God. I can’t believe it,” You shake your head in embarrassment. “I also would like to point out that my husband clearly has a lot of experience with interviews,” You remark, addressing the room. “I feel kinda bad after saying I was pretending to laugh at his jokes when he’s all loving and caring,” You rejoin your friends and family in fun.
“I do tell bad jokes,” Henry concedes in your defense. “I love how genuine you are, and you’re loving and caring to me, too,” You nearly melt at his famous Hollywood-star smile.
The sound of ‘aww’s’ fills the room. “You see what I’m dealing with?” You joke, making everybody chuckle.
You give him a chaste but affectionate peck on the lips. Your wedding coordinator decides it’s time for the first dance to open the floor to make your guests burn some energy after the buffet.
And so, feeling the most secure and happy while pressed against your husband’s chest with his arms around you, you swing slowly. By sharing the same air, the same space, and the same feelings, you can’t think of anything better.
It all started on a Tuesday morning in September for you. But for him, it was a Thursday afternoon in December. Now, it is a Saturday evening in November that you’ll never forget.
You will remember. Everything. Of every second.
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liminaltey · 1 month
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I think of something called Kintsugi whenever I think of Watson and Holmes. Kintsugi is an art of using a gold (or other shimmering beautiful) adhesive to mend broken pottery so that the pottery, once broken to pieces and incomplete, becomes complete and whole once more, maybe not even with the same exact pieces. Some pieces may have naturally gotten lost or irrecoverable when the whole was originally damaged. With Kitsugi, the pottery is repaired and no longer holds itself together alone as it did before it was shattered, the pottery has been mended and intertwined with a beautiful element to make it whole again, to create an even better more marvelous piece than before. That’s how Watson and Holmes are to me they’re the human equivalent to Kintsugi.
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This is fun headcanon that I like to think about to ignore eurus existence. The "secret sister" that Sherlock and Mycroft have is Anthea. After how many years by Mycroft side, she is like family to them or just protective or whatever Holmes version of sibling love is.
ASDFADSFASD Yes. I like this reality.
Headcanon accepted hahahah
PERFECT.
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aphroditelovesu · 2 months
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Hai, do you take request for Enola Holmes? If so could you do a headcannon for Yandere husband Sherlock holmes x Young Duchess Of Somerset who is a very wealthy, prestigious, powerful and Influential woman in England?
(Both in headcannon and Boi, please)
❝ 🔍 — lady l: I hope you like it, anon! I certainly enjoyed writing it and here is the link to his bot :) have fun and forgive me for any mistakes! ❤️
❝tw: stalking, mention of kidnapping and death and unhealthy relationships.
❝🔍pairing: yandere!sherlock holmes x female!reader.
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Sherlock Holmes never planned to get married, too focused on his work to even think about the possibility of getting a wife and having children. He always kept that thought in mind for a long time, until the day he met you, the Duchess of Somerset.
During an investigation, Sherlock had to go to a ton society ball to get clues and with the money and fame he had, it wasn't difficult. He just didn't expect to find you there, so beautiful and surrounded by flatterers. Holmes did not expect to be taken away the way he was by your smile.
You changed his way of thinking very quickly, leaving him intrigued and a little curious. Who were you, anyway? And why don't you get out of his thoughts? Endless, unanswered questions were all Holmes had.
Sherlock did extensive research about you and your family. You came from a noble and powerful family, very rich and prestigious and there were many benefits to marrying you. Several young nobles had their eyes on you as your title and powers were very tempting. This made him furious.
They were all leeches who only wanted you for the power and riches that came with it. They could never appreciate you the way he would, they couldn't worship the ground you walk on the same way he would. They would never be as good to you as he would be.
Sherlock wasn't sure why he felt this way about you, but he knew he couldn't allow you to marry one of those unworthy fellows. He had to have you, it was a need, a desire that dominated him completely. You would be his, he would be sure of that.
He was quick to pursue you and court you. Being the excellent detective that he was, Sherlock quickly discovered all of your interests and places you used to go to and he consequently started appearing in those places and talking to you. He knew he shouldn't seem crazy, so Sherlock was kind and showed an obvious interest in you.
It didn't take long for him to become in love with you, even with the dark and unhealthy feelings taking over his mind, Sherlock still remained the same with you. You also fell in love with him gradually, he was handsome, kind and not a brainless sycophant. He was everything you could want in a husband, so when, one autumn afternoon, he asked you to marry him, you happily said yes. Holmes smiled at this, everything was going the way he planned.
Fortunately for your family's life, they had no problem accepting Sherlock into the family. He was a good suitor and had good fame and fortune, so he was good to marry you, the Duchess of Somerset. Sherlock was happy about that, satisfied with the fact that he wouldn't have to convince your family in less orthodox ways.
Life with him was good and Sherlock was a good husband by the standards of the time. He was faithful to you and loved you deeply. You never thought a husband could love his wife as much as he did, but Sherlock was one of a kind. He made you feel loved every day, every little bit of you was adored by him. He loved the ground you walked on and did everything he could to make you happy.
He spoiled you endlessly, anything you wanted he would buy for you. Even if it wasn't necessary due to your status, Sherlock still loved giving you gifts. Your wardrobe grew a lot after your wedding and there were many times when you only wore a dress once out of the many you received.
Sherlock was very protective and slightly possessive over you, but he won't let you down. He will vent his jealousy and fury in other ways, he could never think of upsetting you with that. But his overprotection could be suffocating, as he made a point of personally taking care of his safety and he was constantly attached to you. It was part of the job, he would tell you.
He would teach you self defense if you didn't know. He knows it's dangerous, but Sherlock wants you to know how to defend yourself in case he can't protect you. Especially when you were pregnant, he wouldn't take any risks.
Being the Duchess of Somerset and having so much power and influence wouldn't stop Sherlock from pursuing you. He might have some problems with that, since due to your heritage he could never kidnap you because he would be discovered, but he would deal with it. After all, you are his and he is yours. And when he became your husband, he swore to himself that he would never stop loving you and he would never let you go.
You are united until death, at the end of it all.
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kanroji-san · 4 months
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This is most popular scene
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But with Y/n
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:) Happy New Year Everyone!!!
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nothankyoudear · 9 months
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I think it genuinely cannot be overstated how important that kiss in season 2 of Good Omens was.
From a plot standpoint, that kiss showed Crowley's desperate attempts to keep Aziraphale, to reel him in and back to the Us that they had built upon.
But from just a show standpoint, they. fucking. kissed.
Obviously their love transcends physicality, and Neil has said that Good Omens is a love story even before season 2, but the outright confirmation of a widely popular queer ship ON SCREEN is just so... Unheard of.
Every fandom or show has their trademark gay couple that aren't-really-gay-but-also-kind-of-are-gay: Merlin and Arthur, Sherlock and John (very heavy offender), Dean and Castiel (okay this one was canon, but we all know what happened IMMEDIATELY afterwards), and I suppose at some point Ineffable Husbands had just been included in the same category as the rest of them.
And to have it be moved from mostly fandom and fan work fuelled to outright canon - like 'they fucking kissed on screen' canon - is just so fucking fantastic.
It's not vague, it's not lines that are blurred for the sake of being on the fence of appealing to two audiences at once, and it's not only canon because the creator just said it's canon without rhyme or reason purely for the sake of appealing to a queer audience (looking at you, Ms J. K. Rowling) - it's undeniable, blatant evidence that Crowley and Aziraphale are in love.
And yes, at the moment it's devastating, but it's also devastatingly real. And that's so important.
Especially with the release of Our Flag Means Death, I really do hope we are entering a new era in mainstream media where queer ships finally aren't treated as some sort of mysterious prize that the writers dangle in front of you like a carrot on a stick, and are just simply treated like any other ship out there.
Because if so, then queer kids will be growing up to these shows, see this new era of unabashedly queer media, and won't have to hide away their ships like some dirty little secret. They won't have to wonder if their representation is even representation. They won't have to get excited over being able to see the small chance of themselves represented in a character only to be let down so incredibly badly, because queerness is good only when it's marketable.
So sure, ending season 2 like that is fucking crazy, but you know what's crazier? Whatever the fuck Neil just did with that kiss.
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musingsofmyown · 2 years
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Sherlock can't play poker for shit because he has way too many obvious tells, but John never points it out because he finds it funny when Sherlock gets all pissy because he loses.
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