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Hey guys! I made a meme. (Also posted in r/Sherlock)
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dunmeshistash · 1 month
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contact-guy · 4 months
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He was a man of habits, narrow and concentrated habits, and I had become one of them.
The Casebook of Sherlock Holmes, the Creeping Man
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charlesoberonn · 2 months
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Any pastiche that gives Sherlock Holmes children/descendant doesn't understand the character.
He's the most aroace character ever written.
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holylulusworld · 5 months
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Mrs. Sherlock Holmes (1)
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Summary: Your marriage starts rocky.
Pairing: Sherlock Holmes x Wife!Reader
Warnings: angst, injured reader (light), mentions of getting robbed, angry Sherlock, implied innocent reader
A/N: A collection of drabbles on how you became Mrs. Sherlock Holmes.
Mrs. Sherlock Holmes masterlist
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“Where is my brother? We need to talk about Enola and the upcoming event. She needs to make her debut…” you hear Mycroft downstairs. He’s usually a stoic and silent man, but you kinda like he’s silent and leaves you alone most of the time. “Where is the lady of the house? Maybe she can help my sister correct her behavior."
You hear his voice grow louder as Sherlock’s head housekeeper raises her voice. She always acts more like the lady of the house than a servant.
“Mr. Holmes,” you gracefully walk down the stairs, putting on a strained smile hurting your bruised face. “I’m afraid my husband is not at home. He’s solving another case.”
“Again?” Mycroft holds out his hands. He presses a quick kiss to your offered hand. “He should’ve left his lovely wife all alone so short after your wedding.”
“Sir, it’s fine,” you flutter your eyes shut as you try to keep the wrong words from spilling from your lips. It all became too much lately.
Sherlock's absence, and his displeasure in participating in your marriage. The head housekeeper acting like you are not Sherlock’s wife but a peasant.
“My dear, what happened?” Mycroft gasps when his eyes finally see your swollen left cheek and your split lip. “Please tell me my brother didn’t raise his hand on you. If he did, I’ll make sure he’ll regret putting his hands on you.”
“It wasn’t my husband,” you reach out for Mycroft and grab his hand. “He’s a little distant and mostly interested in solving cases but…he would never. I swear, Sir. It was my fault. I shouldn’t have gone to town on my own. But Mrs. Demeter refused to send for a carriage.”
“What happened, my dear,” Mycroft worriedly asks. He offers his arm to you, and wonders if you are lying to protect his brother. “Please do not fret. Tell me everything.”
“I left the house to get the books Sherlock wanted,” you sniff. “I paid for the books and carried the books out of the store. A woman ran into me, and I dropped the books. I tried to pick them up and then…” You choke out a sob. “There was a masked man. He ripped my bag out of my hands and hit me with it.”
“My dear!” Mycroft gasps audibly. “Did you tell my brother about this?”
“He wasn’t home,” you drop your gaze, ashamed about your weakness, and inability to stand up for yourself. “The owner of the bookstore helped me pick up the books and accompanied me to Scotland Yard but…they didn’t want to listen to me.”
“Did you tell them your name?” Mycroft is furious. “How dare they ignore a young lady in need.” He huffs as you tell him repeatedly it was your fault for not telling them your name. “Stop blaming yourself, my dear. If it’s anyone’s fault, it’s my brother’s for ignoring his wife.”
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Downstairs it sounds like a war is going on. Sherlock and Mycroft yell at each other. And you are afraid, Mycroft is winning.
Your betrothed falls silent after a while, and you hold your breath as you repeatedly hear your name. The last thing you wanted was to cause a rift between the brothers.
They already have their hands full with their younger sibling. Now you are causing trouble too.
You wring your hands while hearing footsteps on the staircase. You hold your breath and step away from the door. “Wife,” Sherlock grumbles as he opens the door. “Where are you?”
“I’m here,” your voice cracks. “Sir.” You add, in the hope of appeasing your husband. He steps inside your room, eyes roaming your body. “Please accept my apology.”
“What for, Precious?” He steps closer to cup your face with both hands. “Why didn’t you send for me? I would’ve come here to take care of my wife.”
“I didn’t want to disturb you, Sir. It’s nothing,” you close your eyes when his gaze gets too intense.
“You got hurt. This is not nothing,” he raises his voice but gets a grip seconds later. “No one touches my wife.” His lips press against your swollen cheek, but you only feel the warmth of his soft pillows, not the slight pain. “I will call for Lestrade. We will find the man hurting you.”
“I think he worked with the woman running into me,” you explain while Sherlock inspects your injuries. “She distracted me long enough for the man to steal my bag.”
“Why did he hurt you?”
“I-I didn’t want to give the bag to the man. You gifted it to me,” you shyly batt your eyelashes as Sherlock angrily furrows his brows.
“You are fearless, my dear,” he cracks a smile. “I am sorry about my absence. After our wedding, we should’ve…” He clears his throat. “I'll send for a doctor.”
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“She’s well then?” Sherlock sizes the doctor up. “I need to know every detail. Please don’t shelter me.”
“Her cheek is swollen, but the cut on her lips is already healing. She’s mostly frightened of the person attacking her,” the doctor says. “I’d suggest not leaving her alone for the time being.”
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“Sir, what are you doing?” You almost screamed when Sherlock entered your room. He softly whispered your name and picked you up in bridal style to carry you toward his bedroom.
“I’m bringing my wife to my bedroom,” he carried you out of the room. His chest swelled when you rested your head on his chest.
"Sir, I think...you have a case and..." you whimper. If he wants to finally have your wedding night, you are not sure you are ready to be with him.
“I shouldn’t have taken case after case. We didn’t have the chance to get to know each other better. I know this was an arranged bond my mother and your father agreed to. But I…I want you to know that I’ll protect you from now on.”
>> Part 2
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Tags in reblog.
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kazuma-nyasogi · 1 month
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limited palette challenge + tgaa2 family photo. also this the best ryunosuke i’ve ever drawn
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sir-looni · 1 month
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Quick Snuggle sketch
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averagestrayrat · 28 days
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When I call her Irene Adler instead of Irene Norton, I mean it in the same way in which Amy and Rory are the Ponds and not the Williams.
I'm not ignoring her marriage, I'm acknowledging that her husband is now Godfrey Adler.
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cabinette · 3 days
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FINALLY redid this !!!!
bonus rin doodle
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Ok guys. I need to ask you a question before 2024 comes.
So, the thing is that in TFP they found the remnants of Sherlock's childhood bestfriend. I just wonder what they did with them. Did they leave it in the well or did they leave it to Mrs Holmes to bring his bones to his parents or other relatives alive who'd care? I do think they'd be still pretty mad at the Holmeses. Like Mrs Holmes would just appear at their doorstep and be like: Sorry. I'm a bit late (30+years to be exact) not to mention the murder ofc. And if the relatives decided to give Victor a proper burial do you believe Sherlock would come?
What do you think? 🤔
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dunmeshistash · 30 days
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Dungeon Meshi - Gnomes
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bluebellinbakerstreet · 3 months
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65/100 Sherlock in black and white
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ryuusea · 8 months
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🥖 pls help sherly he’s in pain
I was shown this bread pun (credit to @thatsbelievable) and I couldnt not draw it
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holylulusworld · 5 months
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Mrs. Sherlock Holmes masterlist
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Summary: Your marriage starts rocky.
Pairing: Sherlock Holmes x Wife!Reader
Warnings: angst, implied innocent reader, smut in future chapters, innocent reader, shy/insecure reader
A/N: A collection of drabbles on how you became Mrs. Sherlock Holmes.
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Mrs. Sherlock Holmes (1)
Mrs. Sherlock Holmes (2)
Mrs. Sherlock Holmes (3)
Mrs. Sherlock Holmes (4)
Mrs. Sherlock Holmes (5)
Mrs. Sherlock Holmes (6)
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holmslice69art · 10 months
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"May I have another potato?"
Tfw your roommate comes home too late for dinner and just starts eating your potatoes aka Radio Sherlock Holmes proceeds to understand the assignment.
[ID: a digital drawing of Holmes and Watson. Watson is sitting, eating dinner and Holmes is standing next to him, eating a potato with one hand while reaching for another potato on Watsons plate with his other. Watson looks at him displeased and with a raised eyebrow. /End ID]
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