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PLEASE THEY’RE SO OFFENDED AT THIS INSULT. PEAK SIBLING ENERGY RIGHT HERE. 
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tarzan737 · 1 year
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My sister and I watched Enola Holmes 2 the other day and when I tell y'all I fucking screamed
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benevolenterrancy · 1 year
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"Hello Mr Holmes," says Wiggins, "have you heard from your brother recently?" "No, I have not, why? What is he up to now?" "We're not entirely certain, but he's been missing since yesterday morning." "He often goes missing Mr Wiggins. He will turn up again."
I just finished playing the final case of Sherlock Holmes Consulting Detective: Baker Street Irregulars and boy howdy it was amazing. If you've never tried this board game, I can't recommend it enough. This final case took us about eight hours to finish, it killed us to put it aside each day unfinished.
"Wiggins," says Mycroft suddenly as we are just on our way out. We turn back and are surprised to see a pleading, almost desperate, look in his eyes. "Find Sherlock," he says, "and find him quickly." Circle the letter H.
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tjlc-hellven · 2 months
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Headcanon
Eurus was Sherlock before he transitioned
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sweeterthansucrose · 1 year
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Omg imagine if one day Mycroft and Sherlock kinda start arguing and as a prank, Sherlock enters Mycroft on Come Dine with Me and he finds out 30 minutes before the other contestants are supposed to arrive.
Like seriously imagine the conversation:
Mycroft: 'William Sherlock Scott Holmes! What the hell did you do to me now?!'
Sherlock: 'Brother, what are you talking about?'
Mycroft: 'You've signed me up for a cooking show!'
Sherlock: 'Oh, yes I did. I forgot about that.'
Greg George Gavin Lestrade: Mycroft, where's the flour? I need it for the pie.'
Mycroft: 'HOW ARE YOU ENJOYING THIS?!'
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the-forgotten-lily · 11 months
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I see Sherlock playing the violin and immediately wonder if Mycroft could play an instrument as well.....I mean he kinda does seem like a piano guy but idk
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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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migurin-art · 2 years
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just sherlock enjoys being a big bro🌸
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daisybeewrites · 1 year
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autistic holmes siblings my beloved <3
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canadianfangirl · 1 year
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I don’t want to be dramatic, but if I don’t get a third Enola Holmes movie I will DIE!
Let me explain.
We have gotten every Henry Cavill!Sherlock (Cavillock as I like to say) EXCEPT Deerstalker!Cavillock
We’ve gotten Soft!Cavillock, Drunk!Cavillock, Angry!Cavillock, Kickass!Cavillock, Posing Sluttilly!Cavillock.
I just want to see that man wear a Deerstalker ONE time, and I can die happily
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akclairr · 11 months
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You're being emotional. It's understandable but unnecessary.
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This is how you can tell these two are related... They have the same ‘judging you’ look and pose. Lol. 
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is so one gonna talk about that there is no actual pitting sherlock and enola against each other. like yeah enola envies him a bit, but she doesn't him. and yeah sherlock is more experienced than enola, but he doesn't see her as inferior because of it.
I just like the way they are just a bit awkward.
also mycroft is an asshole
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Everything I loved in Enola Holmes 2 (feel free to add anything I missed)
“Tewkesbury” *said in most proud future brother in law voice*
THE SHERLOCK AND WATSON CAMEO (AND THEY WERE FLATMATES) (OMG THEY WERE FLATMATES)
“Nincompoop” “coward” *they love each other*
Pay what you can
*visits park in hopes of passing her*
DRUNK SHERLOCK
Hungover Sherlock (basically) : here enola take this week old half of a tea cake and go, toodaloo
No thoughts just Enola teaching Tewkesbury to fight and then kissing him
While we’re on that note, “teach me to fight” vs “teach me to dance”
Just Enola fighting for those who can’t the entire movie
#romanticallylookingovereachotherswounds
Maybe you could come check up on me sometime
The sibling bonding that we all needed
Tewkesbury being in awe and slightly terrified of his danger chasing detective girlfriend and future brother in law
Tewkesbury’s plant filled house
Enola being jealous over Tewkesbury’s potential love interests
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astaerion · 1 year
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Enola & Sherlock Holmes + the saga of writing things down
ENOLA HOLMES 2 2022 • dir. Harry Bradbeer
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rustys-lodge · 9 months
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His ward.
Summary : Sherlock notices a few changes in you. It's sleep, nutrition and....Other things. You're just simply not okay. What's he going to do about that ?
warnings : Talk about lack of nutrition, a bit of angst, as well as poor behavior caused by lack of sleep. And one mention of physical assault.
A/N : First sherlock fic ! yaaay ! I'm so excited to add a new fandom to the Masterlist . So, as some of you might notice, the scene's the same. Just a few changes of my own to fit the story better. And a much better ending that I'm sure a lot of us wanted !! 😂 For those that don't know the scene. Here it is.
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"Did i ask you for advice ? I found you on the street. Drunk."
The man froze, turning to face you in a defeating manner.
"Now what may I observe about you ?"
You shook your head. "We're not playing this game."
Let's rewind a few hours back...Where Sherlock was...standing like a crab, balancing himself to not fall drunken face down on the ground. If you hadn't found him and brought him home....You'd say he would've ended up dead, somewhere in a garbage can.
Now Sherlock, thinks otherwise. Mister great detective says it is he, who helped you. How ? God knows how....
He is also saying you should leave....Which...You don't agree with. He needs the help. His place is a mess. he needs cleaning. He needs someone to help him organize the chaos that he's living in...He needs-
"Your eyes are redder than redder than wine." Sherlock started and you take a step back. "You're much slower than you usually are."
"Like you know what i usually am like, Sherlock." Accusations spilled out of your lips, but Sherlock ignores them, simultaneously talking ober you and analyzing you.
"Your face has lost it's color and your wounds are healing very slow."
"You're one to talk, look at you, your hair's more messed up than a-
"And then there's the irritability, you are less-"
"Stop !" Your index found itself inches away from Sherlock's face. And he stops.
"And then there's your nails." Sherlock's voice decreased into a soft tone, yet the sternness was still there. And before you could move your finger away, his hand reached for it. "Your nails are brittle."
You yanked your hand away at his response. "They are n-"
"I wasn't in such a state as to not see that, Y/N." Sherlock leaned closer to your face, the glare in his eyes freezing you in place. And then he kept on blabbering as he walked away from you. And you couldn't help but insult him back concurrently . "You're neither sleeping nor eating. Why is that ?"
Your throat dried up as his words emerged louder and louder. "Sherlock, you- You-How did you-"
"And." Your brother lifted up his arm. God damn it.... "Your neck is red. Someone has gripped it or held a knife against.." a shaky breath replaced that last little word as realization hit Sherlock, his features emulsifying into a state of shock...
Or was it anger ?
Your hand instantly flew up to cover your neck as your gaze darted to the ground. You couldn't help but think about the product of the aftermath. And as the silence grew louder, the images started-
"Are you involved in something dangerous ?" Sherlock broke the silence. Finally. And you glanced away. "Because you are still my ward." Steps grew closer and a second after that, you found yourself towered over by him.
Your foot staggered back. You...You don't n-need him.
"If you need my help, my offer remains on the table." A soft command is what it was...And you couldn't help but thi- "Don't be so desperate to prove yourself, Y/n."
You faltered, scoffing. Is that was he thought it was ? It was that....But did he have to say it ?
"I am not desperate." A fake spark of triumph electrified you. And you found yourself turning on your heels. "And i don't need your- or anyone's hel-"
"Not so fast."
You turned around, somewhat thrilled. "What ?" You spa out.
You might've gotten thrilled. But that doesn't mean you were going to show that to him ?
Your brother threw a glance at you before his gaze fell down. His giant slumped shoulders gave away the desperation and the deceit he was feeling.
Your heart stung at the sight of it.
"What ?" You repeated yourself, a bit louder. Impatience was growing thicker in you. You....Yo-
"If you insist my help is not needed, than i will serve you a plate and i shall observe you e-"
What ? "No!" He can't do that to you !! you're not a pet !
Sherlock raised his hand, motioning for you to stop. "To make sure you are well nurt-"
"No. No." But his attempt to defend himself failed, as you cut him off again, shaking your head violently. How could you not ?? What kind of suggestion is that-
"And you'll sleep here tonight. And then tomorrow you're free to...Not ever come back."
His words pierced through your heart.
"No."
"Okay." Sherlock condensed. And you squinted your eyes at his mischievous s- "Then you're not going anywhere."
There is it ! You...You knew it. Rolling your eyes at him, you tilted your head back as frustration swept over you. "No."
"I'm sorry. But"
"No" You shrugged, turning on your heels. You were not having any of it. Not the accusations, not the suggestion...Nothing. And Sherlock was quite different from Mycroft...He was gentler, sweeter. More loving. That meant : His opinion doesn't matter. After all, who's h-
"Hey !"
You flinched at the sudden yell that echoed through the room. Sherlock's voice was consumed by anger. Hoarse and low, the yell only made whimper unconsciously...And you thanked god your brother was far enough not to hear it. He better not have heard it...
"But Sherlock i-You can't withhold me h-"
"I am not withholding you, sister, I am only seeking your safety and your well-being." The detective's voice simmered down again, almost mirroring yours. The only difference is that you sounded almost weak. He sounded...collected.
"I-"
"If." Sherlock's voice filled the room again. "you do step out of that door, the consequences of that will be solely your responsibility to bear." The softness in his voice sent chills down your spine, as behind it hid a dark pitch that...You weren't sure you wanted to hear again.
With two fingers slightly curved around the door handle, your eyes dart from handle to Sherlock....You reconsidered....Stay and risk him finding out ?(Choice 1) Or Leave and risk...Whatever he has in mind for you ?(Choice 2)
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Tell me which choice would you choose ? if anobody wants to be tagged for part 2 tell me. ❤❤❤🌹🌹🌹
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