#sherlockian headcanon

[gregorovitch-adler]

Embrace

John was done with the grocery shopping earlier than expected. He'd realised that they already had many of the things they needed at home - out of the ones he'd written on the list.

John carried a medium-sized cloth bag and stood at the curb near one of the shops to hail a cab.

He gave the address to the cab driver and got in.

It had been two months since Sherlock had returned from the dead. He had shown up at a restaurant out of nowhere, just when John was about to propose to Mary, and John had punched him in the face no less than three times.

Once he'd realised exactly why Sherlock had to fake his death - the reason being three snipers who were appointed by Moriarty for him, Mrs Hudson and Lestrade, each - John had felt guilty.

However, John never talked about it to Sherlock, after they'd had a long conversation about why Sherlock was forced to do it.

Mary had broken up with John for unrelated reasons shortly after. Or who knows, they might've been related to this incident. Apparently, he was too preoccupied with Sherlock to remember to propose to her properly, even after a week past Sherlock's return.

John was disappointed about the breakup at first, but he'd got on with his life with Sherlock, back at Baker Street.

John had fallen in love with Sherlock a long time ago. When he thought the man was dead, he tried to do just about anything to be able to move on. Not that he succeeded, but still.

When John moved back in to Baker Street again, after his break up with Mary, he became painfully aware that those feelings were still there. Very much present.

The cab stopped in front of the apartment building 221, Baker Street. John paid the driver and hopped out.

He carried his bag in his left hand as he climbed the stairs to his flat.

At least there was one thing to be happy about: he could call this place 'his' again. Life was pretty okay, even with having Sherlock back as his friend if not anything more.

He didn't do anything about how he felt. How could he now, if he couldn't before Sherlock's staged suicide? That was out of the question.

John thought that being able to live with Sherlock again, as his flatmate, was more than enough.

As he reached the top level of the staircase, he found that the door was wide open.

The moment John entered the flat, his jaw dropped at what he saw.

Sherlock had slipped out of his white shirt and was picking up a worn-out grey T-shirt to put on from his chair beside the desk. Sherlock was facing the window of the sitting room, standing near the bison skull, with his back to John.

Sherlock's back was covered with bruises and actual knife marks. It was completely black and blue.

John realised that he didn't even ask what had happened to Sherlock when he was away.

John frowned as he closed the door behind him and walked across the room to place the shopping bag on the coffee table.

"Oh, you're back! I thought you'd take some more time," Sherlock said, without turning around to face John as he made to go to his bedroom with his T-shirt and pyjamas on, sounding embarrassed.

"Sherlock wait! You were just standing there before. Where are you going now?" asked John as he made quick strides across the room to approach Sherlock.

"Nothing, I just..." Sherlock trailed off, still not looking up at John.

"I have a question. What happened to you when you were away?"

Sherlock squeezed his eyes shut. "We were done talking about that, weren't we? You don't have to bring it up again."

"Yes, I do," said John, his voice shaking a bit. "Especially after what I just saw. Please tell me."

"I have an experiment to do," said Sherlock, looking here and there, anywhere but at John.

John wasn't taking any of it. "Why go to the bedroom then? Stop avoiding me and answer the question: What happened to you when you were away?" John hated how desperate he sounded. But he didn't care. He needed to know.

Sherlock took a deep breath and exhaled.

"Look at me."

Sherlock looked into John's eye, with his piercing blue gaze. He turned to John to face him properly.

He began in a low voice. "They whipped me. With canes. They stabbed me in the back more than a dozen times. Kept me in shackles in a confined, dark room. Starved me. Didn't let me sleep. They'd hit me again if I dared to doze off."

"Jesus," John whispered. "And you endured all that for me, Mrs H and Lestrade? For two years?"

"Mostly you," said Sherlock under his breath, but John caught that.

John blinked and swallowed. "Sherlock." John stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Sherlock's neck, trying to be careful of his wounds on the back.

Sherlock made a surprised sound but eventually, he placed his arms around John's waist.

The two men held each other in a tight embrace. Torsos pressing against each other, with John holding on to Sherlock, trying to express what he felt for him through this embrace alone.

Sherlock's arms were raking over John's back.

John broke the brief silence. "Then you came back, and I reacted the way I did, aggravating your wounds and pain even more. I'm so sorry, Sherlock. I really am." John bit his lower lip. "Please forgive me."

"It's fine. I didn't explain myself to you properly that night. Shouldn't have shown up as a waiter, especially when you were with Mary. I just... couldn't think of any other way. I did what I thought best at that time."

"No, you're right. I get it. I should've listened to your side of everything too. Sorry."

"It's okay, John. I've stopped thinking about it, ever since I explained everything to you. You should too."

John nodded but still kept holding him, as if unable to detach himself from this rare opportunity to have some physical contact with Sherlock.

Sherlock didn't let go of him either. But a few moments later, it became a little awkward.

Sherlock cleared his throat. "John, is there anything else...?"

"I love you," John blurted out heavily. "I always have."

Sherlock pulled away from John a bit, to look into his eyes. He looked vulnerable from this angle as if he was trying to test something.

Whatever Sherlock saw in John's eyes, made him pull John close by the collar of his shirt and press a hard kiss against his mouth.

John let out a relieved sound and opened his mouth to deepen the kiss.

John ran his fingers through Sherlock's hair and kept kissing him, unable to make himself stop.

After some time, Sherlock pulled him close for a hug again and said, "I love you too."

John's vision was blurred but his heart bursted with joy as he kept holding on to Sherlock.

*

Sherlock September Challenge by @onesmallfamily

Prompt: Embrace

Tagging: @keirgreeneyes , @lisbeth-kk , @topsyturvy-turtely , @helloliriels , @gaylilsherlock , @peanitbear , @curlyjohnlock , @clueless-mp4, @lookingforlifeoutthere , @kettykika78, @a-victorian-girl

#johnlock #bbc sherlock #ficlet #angst with a happy ending #apology #sherlock x john #sherlock holmes/john watson #sherlock holmes #john watson #sherlockian #sherlock headcanon #new ficlet #embrace

[tjlc-hellven]

Headcanon

Eurus was Sherlock before he transitioned

#trans sherlock #transgender sherlock #ftm sherlock #transmasculine sherlock #bbc sherlock #sherlock holmes #sherlock headcanon #bbc sherlock headcanon #eurus holmes #eurus holmes headcanon #eurus #eurus headcanon #holmes siblings #william sherlock scott holmes #what did we say about middle names? remember? #uncle rudy #sherlock fandom #sherlockian #uncle rudy was said to have been a crossdresser #eurus as a sherlock mirror #Sherlock mirror #sherlock mirrors #eurus as a mirror

[moriartyscrown]

maybe Sherlock didn't say "I'm a high functioning sociopath". Maybe he said "i'm a high, functioning sociopath"...

Wow, i killed my own feelings

#bbc sherlock #i am sherlocked #sherlock #sherlock bbc #sherlock fandom #sherlock headcanon #sherlock holmes #sherlockian #sherlock imagine

[pkg4mumtown]

Got back on a Johnlock kick because I’m rewatching Sherlock for the first time in a while and decided to do a thing while stuck on a plane for like 6 hrs yesterday. Here is the thing…

Headcanon: the hands are held quite funny because in my mind, Sherlock had just got the sudden urge to hold John’s hand because he’d made John laugh and to Sherlock it was the best thing in that moment. So, he grabbed his hand so quickly that the fingers got all jumbled but he didn’t care and I find that adorable.

#johnlock #sherlock headcanon #bbc sherlock #benedict cumberbatch #martin freeman #my art #sherlock holmes #john watson #sherlock x john #sherlock fanart #sherlockian #sherlock fluff #dr john watson #digital art #digital illustration

[thegoodnessofprovidence]

The Intervals

"Let me see—what are my other shortcomings. I get in the dumps at times, and don’t open my mouth for days on end. You must not think I am sulky when I do that. Just let me alone, and I’ll soon be right. What have you to confess now? It’s just as well for two fellows to know the worst of one another before they begin to live together." [...] Nothing could exceed his energy when the working fit was upon him; but now and again a reaction would seize him, and for days on end he would lie upon the sofa in the sitting-room, hardly uttering a word or moving a muscle from morning to night. On these occasions I have noticed such a dreamy, vacant expression in his eyes, that I might have suspected him of being addicted to the use of some narcotic, had not the temperance and cleanliness of his whole life forbidden such a notion.

When listing his worst qualities, Holmes mentions 'the dumps' and does not want to be considered 'sulky' - he's not trying to be this way. The fact that it will pass in a matter of days is meant to be reassuring to a future roommate.

Watson insists Holmes is not difficult to live with and regards these reactions as 'torpor'. He also contrasts this behavior to when Holmes is interested and engaged with work. The melancholy is present, but it is not the only temperament.

The consideration for how a roommate might perceive his behavior, self-awareness that it may cause offense, yet insistence not to worry, it will pass- are reminiscent of the way someone* with persistent depressive disorder and recurrent major depressive disorder manages the intense episodes when the two conditions are out of remission.

*meaning me, the mun lol

#acd holmes #index: sherlockian #sherlock holmes #granada holmes #index: brain attic #sh #headcanon

[shadeslayer]

its so funny when people are like.. "shipping/headcanoning/fandom has ruined the way people read and watch things" . because people have been doing all that shit since stories were first being told. and i dont mean just the old star trek spock/kirk zines i mean talking to my completely non fandom normie parents and my mom and dad have discussed what they headcanon happens post-canon in the music man, my mom has strong opinions on what happens to charlotte post-canon in pride and prejudice. theres fields of academia dedicated to close reading and analyzing and Overthinking different classical works. theres holmesian/sherlockian meetings from the 19th and 20th centuries where people wrote papers and presented them about what they headcanoned holmes' childhood to be or what watson did in between stories - watsonian and doylist both come from different ways of approaching the text, almost explicitly from how people wanted to explain watsons wives. ive had conversations with normies about the shakespeare play much ado about nothing where we talked about how benedick and beatrice have so much chemistry / hero and claudio have almost none.

enjoying a story and then continuing to think about it, thinking about the romance in it or possible in it, thinking about what happened or what could happen to the characters in it, are all things SO MANY PEOPLE do regardless of whether they do it in a group (and regardless of if that group is called the holmesian society, a book club, or internet fandom) and regardless of the terms they use - headcanon or "this is what i think happened," watsonian or in-fiction, doylist or meta, whatever. fandom isnt rotting peoples brains and ruining the way they take in or think about or seek out stories bc if thats true fucking everyone is doing that even if theyre not in some internet fandom u hate even if theyre a 50 year old man who thinks harold hill and marian lived a happy long life together even if theyre a 60 year old woman who thinks in another world darcy and bingley would date

#anompolili

[anubishank-blog]

The adventures of my sherlockian era all over again.

My headcanon is John having some hearing damage caused by the explosion, so I drew him with a hearing aid.

#sherlock & co #sherlock and co #sherlock holmes #sherlock fandom

[inkonice-main]

A maybe not so well known but still good story, The Man With a Twisted Lip, part 1, let's go!

Oh oh oh I know we don't get a lot of Mary Watson in the stories, so I treasure the bits when we do. She's such a sweetheart, and the way Watson describes her makes me melt. It seems Watson is attracted to lighthouse-like people, for who else does this description resemble?

Fun (or not so fun) trivia. This last line is part of what Baring Gould uses to justify his headcanon that this is not Mary but a first wife, because he (and some other sherlockian) didn't think it applied to the mild-mannered Mary. Jerkish!

Ah, the infamous "James". I am going to ignore the embarrasing fact that ACD just forgot his narrator's christian name, and follow the watsonian hc I heard from someone that JW was just trying out a nickname which he discarded later.

Oof this is such a pitiful convo, I think ACD does a good depiction of drug addiction here. It's just sad to witness. I know Holmes is not at this level but since I recently re-read SIGN, this bit hit a bit differently after that.

But isn’t this a hell of an introduction? I knew it was Holmes and still I could feel the tension coiling in W's body at being startled like this.

This part had me thinking about why a chronicler would be more of use than a trusty comrade, then I thought about the fact that Watson must have an excellent memory and he's constantly taking notes so Holmes can always fact-check with him.

Btw, rn in the UK a "double-bedded" room means a room with one bed big enough for two. Idk if it meant the same in 19th century but it also wouldn't surprise me (I don't think it'd surprise anyone)

This is just such a sweet thing to say. "Watson you're a gift when you're quiet and a gift when you speak." As someone mentioned, I really like the post-marriage stories for the encounters like this where they're both so excited about being back together and H is trying so hard fgnfg

It's incredibly ironic that THAT line was used by the Conan Doyle state in the case against Enola Holmes to justify their thesis that Holmes doesn't show emotions. They just took the part where he says he apreccites W's silences and completely ignore the next bit.

I think this is the biggest tease we've had so far! I laughed out loud at being left at the part where Holmes is about to finally explain.

#letters from watson #TWIS #acd canon #acd holmes

[grandgrief]

What headcanons/theories do you believe fandom would invent about your character?

What would be the ‘incorrect but wildly popular’ interpretation of your character in fandom?

Is your character the subject of ‘imagines’ or ‘x reader’ style blogs? (<- I can feel him stabbing me with his eyes—oh wait no he actually has a knife wAIT NERO)

META ASKS: If Your OC Was Canon.

What headcanons/theories do you believe fandom would invent about your character?

I think people would come up with theories about how Nero is secretly sad and wants to be loved but their mistake is thinking he needs to settle down and be made honest when the reality is he's a fucking fiend like George Costanza or Frasier. His feelings are secondary to being a fucking menace.

What would be the ‘incorrect but wildly popular’ interpretation of your character in fandom?

Nero as some kind of Sherlockian Mind Palace having mastermind when he's just fairly clever. He's occasionally suave maybe but he's also kind of greedy and cowardly too at times.

Is your character the subject of ‘imagines’ or ‘x reader’ style blogs?

Answered here but lemme see if I can think of more, this time in the space and vigilante verses:

Technician-Adjutant Pathan tricks you into medical quarantine for Space Mumps

Direlash extorts the local bodega owner for protection money while you're inside shopping

Technician-Adjutant Pathan discovers you're a quasi-religious telekinetic with a laser sword and promptly takes out his own laser sword to try and kill you (NO RECONCILIATION)

Direlash asks for your help dissing Gotham Rogues (Punchline keeps talking shit about him on social media)

Technician-Adjutant Pathan x Reader trapped in adjacent cryogenic chambers but able to communicate using electronic nodes creating a link between the brain and a thought-to-speech unit

Direlash just does whatever people mistakenly think Batman does x Reader banned from using google maps.

#[ooc] off air #[ask] subspace chatter

[andresylupin]

Btw do you have headcanons for what kind of poetry Lupin would enjoy? I know there’s that one poem about the willow tree he recited in the Confessions of Arsene Lupin, but I’m curious about other people’s thoughts :D (I also failed to track down the author who wrote that poem?) Do you think he’d read William IX or Marie de France? I’m a literature major myself and I got take a little peek at medieval French poetry in my courses

Interesting question! I am unfortunately not much of a poetry person, so I'm probably not the best to ask what Lupin's taste in that area would be ^^'

Although that doesn't mean I have nothing to say on the matter hehe. First of, the willow tree poem is an excerpt from Lucie, élégie by Alfred de Musset. The whole poem is quite long, and it begins and ends with the stanza about the willow tree.

"Mes chers amis, quand je mourrai,

Plantez un saule au cimetière.

J’aime son feuillage éploré ;

La pâleur m’en est douce et chère,

Et son ombre sera légère

À la terre où je dormirai."

"Friends beloved, when I die,

Plant a willow over me,

Through its leaves the night will sigh,

Kindly will its shadow be,

And its drooping boughs shall weep,

O'er the earth wherein I sleep."

(not quite accurate as far as translation go I'd say, but that's the first official translation I found online, and translating poetry is SO HARD anyway, so I'm leaving it as is)

Secondly, there are literary references, quotes, nods, etc, everywhere within Lupin stories, whether from Lupin himself or from the narration (found this really neat article about intertextuality by Leblanc in Lupin, which lists most of what we can find and goes into a bit more details than I did here→) Looking at it from a watsonian perspective, this is simply Maurice Leblanc's way to reconcile more "classic" literature with the more "common" style of Lupin: by making his character quote Musset, Shakespeare, Chateaubriand, Milton or Pline, Leblanc elevates Lupin to a learned scholar, and signals that he, as an author, is also a reader of that kind of literature. From a Sherlockian perspective, it just makes sense that Lupin be well learned in everything: he is a man of culture, that's precisely what sets him apart from regular thieves. Going by what we can find in the text, he seems to favour XIXe authors and old classics, which is not very surprising, since, remember, this is mostly a reflection of Leblanc's own library. So I fear french medieval poetry might a bit out there in that context, but as far as headcanons go, I really see no reason why he wouldn't have something by Marie de France on his shelves! The man's eclectic 😌

Somewhat related, there's also Gérard Baupré the unfortunate aspiring poet from 813, who Lupin treats rather condescendingly, disparagingly even. Now of course Baupré is nothing remarkable, and Lupin is only using him as a pawn, which explains this attitude (+ Baupré dares fall in love with the same woman as Lupin, and even *gasp* pursue her!). But it's interesting with how Lupin adresses him, always calling him "poet", making a mockery of it: further proof imo that Lupin is very much presented to us as a literary connaisseur, and in this case specifically poetry, thus making him able to judge whatever Baupré's scribbling, and evidently he doesn't think much of it.

And there you go, hope this was somewhat what you were looking for :D honestly I think headcanoning Lupin as a reader of pretty much anything really, is fair game. I like how french/European his references are (because, again, so are Leblanc's), but I'd be interested in him reading outside of European literary canon as well!

#answered #picaresquevoleur #Arsène Lupin #on all levels except physical lupin is a nerd

[gregorovitch-adler]

"SHERLOCK!" John bellowed, as his best friend and the love of his life jumped off the rooftop of that godawful building.

Everything was gone within a few seconds. Sherlock's body hit the pavement, which drew the attention of the passersby, and just like that, the eighteen glorious months that John had spent with Sherlock as his flatmate, were all but a memory.

It wasn't just Sherlock who had died. John's heart shattered into a thousand pieces and it was as though his life had been sucked out of his body in an instant.

John rushed across the street to be able to be close to Sherlock's body as soon as he could.

"He's my friend!" He kept running to close the seemingly infinite gap between himself and Sherlock. "Please, let me through. He's my friend," he said with a broken voice.

Strangely, John felt as if he was running on a treadmill. His eyes widened and his heart pounded with horror when he wasn't being able to physically reach out to Sherlock's corpse. "Sherlock!" he yelled again. None of the passersby noticed him, though.

It was like John didn't even exist to them. Nobody was making way to let him through.

*

John's eyes snapped open. He realised he was in Sherlock's bedroom, lying on the bed on his right side, with Sherlock spooning him from behind.

"John!" Sherlock's arms tightened around John's chest and abdomen.

John was awake, but his heart was still racing. He was breathing frantically as if his life depended on it. He tried to swallow but couldn't, because of his dry mouth.

"John, wake up. You're okay, John, please wake up right now."

"I'm up," John said in a hoarse voice as he tried to take deep breaths.

"Another nightmare?"

John nodded. His breathing rate was slowly becoming normal.

Of course, that's what it was. Sherlock was back in London a few months ago. There had been one not-so-nice interaction between them, but they had found each other shortly after.

"Er, sorry if I woke you. What did I do, this time?"

Sherlock's arm tightened around his waist. He placed a kiss on the top of his head. "You were shaking - head to toe. And you shouted my name, too, just now. Are you all right?"

John was glad he wasn't facing Sherlock. "Jeez, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-"

"Don't be stupid," Sherlock said and kissed John's temple. "Tell me what you saw, this time."

"It was you again," said John in a low voice and swallowed. He felt a prickly sensation behind his eyes.

"You jumped off the building and died. This time, I wasn't able to reach out to you. Your body was lying on the front on that pavement but I just couldn't close the distance. It was ugly." John was tearing up.

Sherlock was silent for a long moment. "You know there wasn't any other way."

"I know! I can see why you had to do it. At least now that we've had a talk about it. That's not going to make the nightmares disappear, though. The one I had just now was the worst. It was like I'd become a ghost to everyone else in the world."

Sherlock kissed John's hair once. Then again, then a few more times on the different areas of his scalp.

John's eyes fluttered as he closed them to live in the moment. He grabbed Sherlock's forearm - that was still pressed against his stomach.

Sherlock moved his kisses down to John's nape, sending shivers down his spine.

"I know," Sherlock said between his kisses. "Just wanted to ensure you knew the reason behind all that. Moriarty knew that you were the one I cared about the most and that I would've done anything to ensure your safety."

John closed his eyes and nodded as he leaned back against Sherlock's body on the bed.

"If you felt that you'd become a ghost, you should've been able to tell that it's a nightmare. You'd never be invisible or a ghost to me. That's simply impossible."

John blinked furiously at Sherlock's words.

"As ever you see, but you don't observe."

A couple of tears rolled down John's cheek as he chuckled. He wiped his face and turned around to face Sherlock. He held Sherlock's face gently in his hands.

"Yeah, well. You're the fantastic detective here, not me."

Sherlock opened his mouth but instead of replying, he looked away and cleared his throat.

John could tell he was blushing even in the dark room. He let out a fond laugh as he pulled Sherlock close, to kiss him as deeply as he could.

***

Sherlock September Challenge by @onesmallfamily

Prompt: Spoon

Tagging: @lisbeth-kk , @gaylilsherlock , @helloliriels , @topsyturvy-turtely @curlyjohnlock , @peanitbear .

#johnlock #bbc sherlock #ficlet #september prompts #angst with a happy ending #angst and fluff #established relationship #ptsd #sherlock x john #sherlockian #sherlock headcanon #new ficlet

[what-the-stories-have-foretold]

Akai Shuichi Masterlist 1

You can find my second Akai Shuichi masterlist on my blog.

Detective x Family: Akai’s Version

Sitting on his lap headcanons

Aftercare Headcanons

Clingy!Reader Headcanons

v short petname post + imagine

Dating headcanons

Model!Reader Headcanons

Jealousy Headcanons, you and him

Former NOC!Reader headcanons

Reader with frequent headaches Headcanons

Pregnant Reader Headcanons

At the Gate (Angst)

Shrunken Kaito headcanons

Akai x Trans!reader headcanons

Teasing going too far Headcanons

Akai x After Dark by Mr Kitty Drabble

Akai x Dark Red by Steve Lacey Drabble

Short post (fem!reader)

Drabble size kink go brrr

Versatile s/o headcanons (clingy and loud, motherly and quiet)

Akai x With me by sum 41 Drabble (Akai finally returns to the Reader after his mission)

Akai x A Match Into Water by Pierce The Veil Drabble

Valentines Day Headcanon

Reader flinches at loud noises

Comfort (family problems) Headcanons

Confession Headcanons

Lawyer!reader being kidnapped

Bad Day comfort Headcanons

Akai x touchstarved!reader Headcanons

Reader comforting Akai after a difficult mission Headcanons

Agent!reader gets injured on a mission

Nurse!Reader Headcanons

Thinking it’s unrequited love for Akai but it isn’t Headcanons

Akai’s smell

Insecure!reader Headcanons

Red String (Multifandom)

Stealing his clothes Headcanons

Day in the life of his spouse

Soft Moments with Akai

Having a child with Akai Headcanons

Warm Days and Snow

Reader having a chronic illness Headcanons

Birthday Headcanons

Taking care of sick!Akai Headcanons

Oneshot: Akai unable to come back from a mission

Oneshot: wanting to break up with Akai for Subaru

Reader stops trying to convey their feelings for Akai

Driving with their s/o

Loosing a Pet Headcanons

Matching Hearts Drabble

Small and Pretty Drabble (male!reader)

Fighting over which Organisation Kaito will become part of drabble

Akai’s s/o having a stalker Headcanons

Being in love with a childhood friend Headcanons

Reader with arthritis/joint pain Headcanons

Proposing to his s/o Headcanons

Setting Sun: On the beach with his s/o Drabble

Trying to get shy!reader to call him by his firstname Headcanons

Setting Sun: Hiking with Akai Drabble

Children of Dawn: Meeting an old childhood friend again Headcanons

Setting Sun: Romantic Getaway Drabble

Laying on his Lap Drabble

Comforting Headcanons: waiting for exam results

Getting a kitten that looks like Akai Headcanons

Akai encouraging reader to have better eating habits

Bedridden s/o due to an injury Headcanons

Reader who enjoys debates Headcanons

Akai x reader who dissociates Headcanons

"What would you do if you caught me cheating?"

And Just by Chance We Will Meet Again

Exam comfort for the Reader Drabble

Amusement Park Date Headcanons

Insomniac/Sleepy!Reader Headcanons

Oblivious!Reader Headcanons

First Kiss Drabble

Volvariella Volvacea

Perfect for Me

The New Beginnings

Protectiveness Headcanons

Unintentional/Accidental Confession Drabble

Comforting each other after nightmares

Reader with an overactive mind and rambles a lot Headcanons

Appreciating the reader's body Drabble

Winter Event: Furuya x Reader x Akai Drabble

NOC!reader figuring out that Shuichi faked his death

Reader who can fight/knows martial arts

Sherlockian Reader

Oblivous!reader

Spring Matsuri

800 Followers Event

Reader who doesn't like yelling

Taking care of Akai because he works so hard for us 🥺

Criminal by Britney Spears x Akai

Kamisama Hajimemashita by Hanae x Furuya/Reader/Akai

Saturn by Sleeping At Last x Akai

Imagine: Reader as a sniper specialist

Quiet, easily flustered reader HC

Holmes and Adler

Sad bc of Childhood Comfort Reply

Bad period symptoms HC

#what-the-stories-have-foretold #el 🌺

[deathlygristly]

This is very much just relevant to the spousal person and me but I wanted to share it anyway.

Okay so last night we watched a couple more episodes of Find Me In Your Memory. The lead dude’s mother is played by the actress who played a not very nice person in Beyond Evil, in which she was involved with illegal activities at a deer farm and her son had a thing about deer. So now whenever we see her in other shows we’re like “I can hear the deer screaming.”

A big part of Memory is a stalker, and as per usual there are multiple characters who seem suspect and who could be the stalker.

So last night we were like hey, maybe they’re all the stalker! It’s a stalking cult! And someone stole the lead girl’s earring in the show, so we’re thinking the cult will use it in a ritual and somehow sacrifice the earring to Sherlock Holmes, and of course they will all be wearing deerstalker hats for the ritual. :)

Spoilers past this sentence, just in case any of you are planning on watching it eventually:

At the end of the last episode we watched the lead girl is like oh yeah so I just got a call that a previously unmentioned friend is at a hospital where your mother just had a scene about her stage four cancer that she hasn’t told you about, so we should probably go so you can meet her or something.

When they get to the hospital, the lead dude sees his father wandering around. He tries to call his father but he doesn’t answer. At this point we’re thinking the father is there to visit his wife and the lead dude will follow him and learn about his mother’s cancer.

Nah, the father keeps going to the funeral side of the hospital and he goes into a room and slides on the chief mourner stripes and the main characters look around the doorway and they see the lead dude’s mother’s funeral picture. So his mother straight up just died and his father went to his mother’s funeral and never thought of calling his son to be like hey your mother died, or even answering his son’s phone call. Maybe eventually when the lead dude noticed his mother wasn’t around anymore his father was planning on telling him that she went to a deer farm and she’s frolicking happily with the deer now?

So we’re trying to figure out our headcanon of how this fits into the deerstalker cult’s subterfuge. Like the lead dude was getting too close to the cult so his mother, who is of course the leader of the cult, faked her death to distract him and throw him off the track, and now she’s on her way to England to procure genuine real Sherlockian deerstalker hats for the Ultimate Ritual that will be revealed in the 15th episode.

Anyway it’s fun to be married and to have lots of in-jokes and references and things that only make sense to the two of you, but also I wish I could share the fun sometimes.

Also though after almost 20 years we know each other so well and have so many of the same experiences and references that twice last night while coming up with this we both said the same sentence at the same time. Like we both said “For the greater stalking” when we first said it was a stalking cult, referencing the cult in Hot Fuzz with their “For the greater good” chant.

#long post #kdrama ramblings

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The Ramblings of a Sherlockian BBC Sherlock Headcanon

‘Addison Bennett’ is a name Moriarty used for years to evade Sherlock’s notice; as Bennett, he worked at an insane asylum. 

#addison bennet #james moriarty #jim moriarty #andrew scott #alice through the looking glass #bbcsherlock #sherlockian headcanon

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Sherlock and Rosie

Due to the fact that John has to work, Sherlock or mrs Hudson normally end up babysitting Rosie. Sherlock is rosies “favourite dad” because of this as she has her parents genetics for gods sake she’s going to enjoy spending time with her sociopathic father no. 2.... XD

When Rosie got slightly older and was in primary school she was incredibly intelligent - I mean her father is an overqualified doctor and her mum had multiple jobs as well as being an undercover agent. Sherlock was really proud of this as he was convinced it was because of him that she found chemistry unbelievably simple....

Sherlock loved the fact that Rosie was particularly intelligent as it meant that she could keep up with his speedy deductions and then eventually start making her own.

Rosie particularly likes Sherlock because at school people call her weird because of her good information recall, but at home sherlock treats her like shes completely normal because to him, she is. Unlike Sherlock though, Rosie understands human nature, so she can still make a good balance between her two worlds.

Sherlock kinda leaves Rosie to do her own thing as he knows full well that if she decides to do something she’ll do it anyway, consequences be dammed.

When Rosie got her first boyfriend, John was automatically set against him. Sherlock saw immediately that they weren’t a good couple however decided that Rosie could learn this herself. John was very against Rosie meeting you with her boyfriend, so she started sneaking out at night. Sherlock noticed immediately, and at first ignored it, however then started leaving the front door unlocked for her. (Mrs Hudson was not amused)

Rosie dumped her boyfriend after a few months as he treated her like crap, and he started sending her crappy texts. She immediately went to sherlock, knowing full well what could happen. Sherlock took one look at the messages and got up and put on his coat. Just before he left, he looked at Rosie and she nodded, and he grinned evilly and walked off to traumatise teenagers.

He got to her exes house, and knocked on the door. His mum answered and called down rosies ex. He stood there sullenly, and Sherlock began to talk, deducing that the boy had been skiving for three weeks, had got a girl pregnant, and had taken up smoking, all with his mother standing next to the door. Sherlock saw the chaos he had created and saw fit to walk off, yelling over his shoulder that he should keep away from Baker Street.

John never knew the full extent of what had happened .....

#johnlock headcanon #johnlock #rosie watson #sherlock babysitting #sherlockian #sherlock headcanon #bbc sherlock #benedict cumberbatch #martin freeman #mark gatiss #amanda abbington #sherlock holmes #mary watson #john watson #sherlock is gay #john is bi #johnlock is real

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Headcanon:

When Sherlock makes a mess John starts complaining about it like the day he moved in, saying that there’s no space for him to do much or he wouldn’t want to live in a place where there was no floor space. Sherlock then frantically starts tidying up, like the day John moved in, because he always remembers how the fact that, when John stayed, his life changed for the better.

#sherlock headcanon #sherlock #bbc sherlock #johnlock #sherlock holmes #221b #221b johnlock #221b baker street #baker street #john watson #john and sherlock #sherlock and john #johnlock headcanon #dr watson #sherlockian #tjlc