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Mrs. Sherlock Holmes (1)
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.
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âWhere is my brother? We need to talk about Enola and the upcoming event. She needs to make her debutâŚâ you hear Mycroft downstairs. Heâs usually a stoic and silent man, but you kinda like heâs silent and leaves you alone most of the time. âWhere is the lady of the house? Maybe she can help my sister correct her behavior."
You hear his voice grow louder as Sherlockâs head housekeeper raises her voice. She always acts more like the lady of the house than a servant.
âMr. Holmes,â you gracefully walk down the stairs, putting on a strained smile hurting your bruised face. âIâm afraid my husband is not at home. Heâs solving another case.â
âAgain?â Mycroft holds out his hands. He presses a quick kiss to your offered hand. âHe shouldâve left his lovely wife all alone so short after your wedding.â
âSir, itâs fine,â 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 Sherlockâs wife but a peasant.
âMy dear, what happened?â Mycroft gasps when his eyes finally see your swollen left cheek and your split lip. âPlease tell me my brother didnât raise his hand on you. If he did, Iâll make sure heâll regret putting his hands on you.â
âIt wasnât my husband,â you reach out for Mycroft and grab his hand. âHeâs a little distant and mostly interested in solving cases butâŚhe would never. I swear, Sir. It was my fault. I shouldnât have gone to town on my own. But Mrs. Demeter refused to send for a carriage.â
âWhat happened, my dear,â Mycroft worriedly asks. He offers his arm to you, and wonders if you are lying to protect his brother. âPlease do not fret. Tell me everything.â
âI left the house to get the books Sherlock wanted,â you sniff. âI 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 thenâŚâ You choke out a sob. âThere was a masked man. He ripped my bag out of my hands and hit me with it.â
âMy dear!â Mycroft gasps audibly. âDid you tell my brother about this?â
âHe wasnât home,â you drop your gaze, ashamed about your weakness, and inability to stand up for yourself. âThe owner of the bookstore helped me pick up the books and accompanied me to Scotland Yard butâŚthey didnât want to listen to me.â
âDid you tell them your name?â Mycroft is furious. âHow dare they ignore a young lady in need.â He huffs as you tell him repeatedly it was your fault for not telling them your name. âStop blaming yourself, my dear. If itâs anyoneâs fault, itâs my brotherâs for ignoring his wife.â
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. âWife,â Sherlock grumbles as he opens the door. âWhere are you?â
âIâm here,â your voice cracks. âSir.â You add, in the hope of appeasing your husband. He steps inside your room, eyes roaming your body. âPlease accept my apology.â
âWhat for, Precious?â He steps closer to cup your face with both hands. âWhy didnât you send for me? I wouldâve come here to take care of my wife.â
âI didnât want to disturb you, Sir. Itâs nothing,â you close your eyes when his gaze gets too intense.
âYou got hurt. This is not nothing,â he raises his voice but gets a grip seconds later. âNo one touches my wife.â His lips press against your swollen cheek, but you only feel the warmth of his soft pillows, not the slight pain. âI will call for Lestrade. We will find the man hurting you.â
âI think he worked with the woman running into me,â you explain while Sherlock inspects your injuries. âShe distracted me long enough for the man to steal my bag.â
âWhy did he hurt you?â
âI-I didnât want to give the bag to the man. You gifted it to me,â you shyly batt your eyelashes as Sherlock angrily furrows his brows.
âYou are fearless, my dear,â he cracks a smile. âI am sorry about my absence. After our wedding, we shouldâveâŚâ He clears his throat. âI'll send for a doctor.â
âSheâs well then?â Sherlock sizes the doctor up. âI need to know every detail. Please donât shelter me.â
âHer cheek is swollen, but the cut on her lips is already healing. Sheâs mostly frightened of the person attacking her,â the doctor says. âIâd suggest not leaving her alone for the time being.â
âSir, what are you doing?â 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.
âIâm bringing my wife to my bedroom,â 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.
âI shouldnât have taken case after case. We didnât 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 IâŚI want you to know that Iâll protect you from now on.â
>> Part 2
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#sherlock holmes#sherlock holmes x reader#sherlock holmes x you#henry cavill is sherlock holmes#sherlock holmes x y/n#Mrs. Sherlock Holmes
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THE DYING DETECTIVE - part 3 - part 1 - part 2 - "to the last gasp he would always be the master" - there is at least one panel that made me laugh while drawing it so I hope it makes you laugh, too. It's the least I could do.
This will most likely be the last update for a few weeks - going to England on a trip (where Sherlock Holmes lives!!! omg!) - when I return it will be for a cozy early Christmas special, THE BLUE CARBUNCLE.
(This is in the Watsons sketchbook series!)
#emerged from a 2 day fugue state having done this#molly you're not putting your own feelings about getting older and allowing yourself to be loved into the silly holmes comic right? right??#watsons sketchbook#sherlock holmes#acd holmes#john watson#my art#acd canon#mrs hudson#disordered eating cw
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*me at the club* so does anyone wanna discuss queer undertones in classic literature?
#frankenstein#dracula#the great gatsby#moby dick#hamlet#jane eyre#twelth night#as you like it#the picture of dorian gray#mrs dalloway#the merchant of venice#calling some of these subtext feels derivative but tagging anyway#sherlock holmes#anna karenina#the strange case of dr jekyll and mr hyde#wuthering heights#little women#literature#classic literature#queer subtext#queer lit#lgbtq+
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The idea of Sherlock Holmes, the bachelor man, the famous detective, the "calculating machine", thinking of every young girl as his daughter makes me want to sob in my bed for days
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hello mr spock sherlock
Prompt: Costume
This is my Trektober day 1! I'll try to do as many as I can :D @hereticaster
#jim was originally gonna be watson but i couldn't FUCKING DRAW IT RIGHT#whatevrr#Trektober 2024#my art#star trek#star trek the original series#star trek tos#star trek tos fanart#spock#spirk#k/s#the premise#st tos#mr spock#s'chn t'gai spock#sherlock holmes#captain james kirk#james t kirk#captain kirk#jim kirk#spock fanart#spirk fanart
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Ranking Sherlock Holmes Adaptations by the Quality of Their Dressing Gowns
First, my qualifications: I'm a flamboyant fashion-forward femme who frequently wears dressing gowns.
Rubric: I am scoring based on color, pattern, textural intrigue, garment construction, and fit. In cases where there are multiple dressing gowns per adaptation, I picked my favorite one.
#12 The Seven-Percent Solution (1976)
I hate this one. It's so beige, and the corded details + drop waist ultimately make it look like a monk's tunic. The only redeeming value I can find in this is the slight angled detail with the cording on the sleeves.
#11 Mr. Holmes (2015)
Similar to the last robe with some slight improvements. For one, it has pockets! The pockets have a corded decorative applique, and if you zoom in on a higher-def image you can see that the fabric has an interesting textured weave. I could definitely see it styled well. This robe is ugly, too thin to keep him warm, and fits worse than a burlap sack, but this Holmes is retired and deserves to put comfort and practicality first.
#10 Granada (1984)
This dressing gown is BAD!!! Before you accuse me of being biased against mouse-colored dressing gowns (I am) let me assure you that color is not my only issue with this dressing gown. It commits the ultimate fashion sin- boring. The texture looks decidedly un-cozy. I even hate the construction! There's no belt, or even belt loops, and the pocket is sewn onto the outside of the gown! Nothing wrong with patch pockets per se, but on this robe it looks shabby. This is made all the more painful by the fact that Watson wears multiple colorful and well-textured dressing gowns in this show. I love Granada, but I can't excuse this.
#9 Cushing Holmes (1968)
I really wish I liked this dressing gown more, because I think that Cushing is one of the best-dressed Holmeses we've ever seen. But I simply cannot get behind this. I applaud the bold use of color and how on theme this gown is for The Adventure of the Blue Carbuncle, but the red cording and blue looks odd together. In other shots, you can see buttons, but I think a dressing gown should have a nice belt, and I think the buttons are just a bit too formal for what should be a comfortable piece. I love that this is a Holmes who's willing to take a fashion risk, but in this case it did not pay off.Â
#8 Soviet Holmes (1979)
While this dressing gown is boring, the fabric looks nice and heavy, perfect for curling up cozily in front of the fire on a cold night. Contrary to the Granada plain brown dressing gown, this one has a belt and pockets sewn into the gown. Thereâs nothing interesting about this gown, but it isn't offensive.
#7 Ritchie Holmes (2009)
Agh! This dressing gown is in tatters! As befits action-hero Holmes, I suppose. It might deserve the lowest spot on the list for its condition, but looking beyond that, I really enjoy the colors and the paisley pattern. It reminds me of a nice Persian rug. The hints of blue set off the reds and oranges nicely, and at one point it must have been a very nice robe. I like that the state of the robe tells us something about the personality of the wearer, but points are deducted because the texture looks a tad rough and it's in an unbelievably rough state.
#6 Basil of Baker Street (1986)
Now we're getting to the good stuff! The magenta dressing gown is set off nicely by the black cuffs, collar, and belt. Extra points for styling it with a green cravat, and because it nearly matches Dr. Dawson's vest. Great character design, and it makes Basil look like a snazzy little rodent.
#5 Rathbone Holmes (1939)
It's harder to judge in black and white, but I really like this dressing gown! The fabric looks like a thick cotton velvet, and the cording gives it a lovely contrast. It's distinguished, but it still manages to look comfortable for smoking a pipe next to Watson.
#4 The Private Life of Sherlock Holmes (1970)
Now this is nice! The velvet is very shiny, slightly green, and I love the quilted collar and pocket. However, upon further inspection, it's not quite a dressing gown, but more like a long smoking jacket, for which it loses points. Still, it's the closest he comes to wearing a dressing gown and perfect for this urbane and fashionable Holmes.
#3 Enola Holmes (2020)
Dare I say fabulous? I love the cerulean on this one! The fabric looks like a soft silk, which isn't exactly the warmest, but very comfortable. The pattern on the collar is very intricate as well. It's definitely not the dressing gown I would pick for a classic Holmes, but it suits this untraditional Holmes perfectly.
#2 William Gillette (1899)
For the man who popularized the deerstalker/Inverness combo, he can certainly rock a dressing gown. Definitely the most authentic on the list (this picture was taken in 1916), I love the quilted collar, pockets, and cuffs. The silky fabric and decorative pattern make for a very stylish sleuth. I particularly enjoy the shape of the pockets and cuffs. Points deducted for an awkward fit and the lack of a belt.
#1 Star Trek: The Next Generation (1988)
"But this isn't an adaptation, it's just an episode of Star Trek!" I don't care! It counts in my heart. And Data has my favorite Holmes dressing gown. Let's break it down. This looks like a velvet gown with a classically Victorian damask pattern. The velvet texture contrasts really well with the quilted silk collar. The twisted cord belt even has a tassel at the end! And to top it off, it's fully lined with bright red silk. It looks comfortable for lounging in, the fabric has a nice heft without being stiff, and the aesthetic is perfect. This is, to me, the ultimate Holmes dressing gown.
Let me know which ones I missed and what your favorite dressing gowns are!
#my completely objective and empirically correct rankings#continuing to push my elementary my dear data agenda#the seven percent solution#mr. holmes#granada holmes#granada#cushing holmes#rathbone holmes#soviet holmes#basil of baker street#tplosh#the private life of sherlock holmes#enola holmes#william gillette#star trek#tng#sherlock holmes#mine
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APPARENTLY JOHNLOCK DOESNâT ROCK ON JUST EARTH NOW
âźď¸â ď¸this is NOT an auâ ď¸âźď¸
Our babies are on Mars.
Freaking MARS.
Okay backtrack. So basically both SHERLOC and WATSON are cameras attached to a robotic arm in search of life on Mars. SHERLOC detects organic molecules and minerals on Mars, and WATSON captures detailed images of the Martian surface to support SHERLOC's analysis.
(Apparently this program was launched a while ago on July 30, 2020. In 13 days our babies are gonna have their fourth Mars anniversary. Iâm going to cry.)
In my mind:
SHERLOC: *bossily points at something*
WATSON: *heaves sigh and takes photos*
More information can be found at:
#I am 137 years old and I rock in space with my husband#the world explode and these two survive#johnlockians have officially infiltrated nasa#me picturing sexy robotic arm doing sexy things to sexy camera#mr arthur conan doyle do you want to wake up a teensy bit to take a look at just the exact legacy youâve accomplished#they are LITERALLY legendary enough TO BE ON FUCKING MARS#name me another ship famous enough to be launched into space by nasa#THERE ARE NONE#I think Iâm going to curl up in a corner and cry a little bit now#johnlock#acd johnlock#bbc sherlock#sherlock#sherlock holmes#john watson#acd holmes#acd watson#sherlock fandom#johnlock headcanon#SHERLOC and WATSON#tjlc#nasa#buckingham-ashtray
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07x01 The Three Gables
There is so many great things in those scenes, it was really hard to sum it up in a few gifs. This little hand of Holmes at the beginning, he's abrupt reaction to Mrs Hudson's words, covering her in his blanket, entering the estate with agitation, his little smile when he heard that Watson had his breakfast - because it means his husband is well, right? Don't get me started on "Physician, heal thyself" and the pat on the arm, it cracks me up so much. Holmes is absolutely feeling for his partner in need but he doesn't really know how to behave.
#jeremy brett#unnecessarily handsome#granada holmes#granada sherlock#sherlock holmes#acd holmes#edward hardwicke#johnlock#john watson#doctor watson#three gables#mrs hudson
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Tumblr not letting me post but she doesnât know my annoying ass is crazy!!
Had an elaborate post for this one, but tumblr also said not today and didnât save it so
The only two things i remember is my tier for the amount of legendary in the soundtracks in detective media iâve watched & how i think i drew mrs Hudson pretty recognisable here.
As for the top 3 sexiest intros
1. Obviously soviet sherlock
2. Poirot the series has it unnecessarily hot
3. chip&dale rescue rangers of 1984
(I forgot to put twin peaks intro oh-
It goes after chip&dale)
Oh, also, watched âtop 30 johnlockâ on yt today, was delighted to see both fem and masc soviet adaptations so high on the list
#shoutout to milverton ep on the right#soviet sherlock holmes#vasiliy livanov#soviet johnlock#fanart#drawing#art#sketch#doodle#vitaliy solomin#mrs hudson being a supportive lot:)#sherlock holmes#victorian dads wow
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"It is quite a three pipe problem, my dear fellow, and I beg that you won't speak to me for fifty minutes."
#rough sketch#acd holmes#acd canon#sherlock holmes#acd johnlock#johnlock#john watson#granada johnlock#granada holmes#granadaholmes#bbc sherlock#acd watson#johnlock acd#dr watson#mr holmes#johnlock bbc
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THE BLUE CARBUNCLE part 3 - part 1 - part 2 - with one more to come! MR. HOLMES it is very difficult to conceal injures from a trained doctor (who happens to be obsessed with you)!!
also just wanted to say - I'm so sorry to all the folks who couldn't get copies of Volume 1 of the Sketchbook - I'm working on a much larger print run and a pre order system so everyone can get one :) your support truly means the world to me, stay tuned!
(this is the Watson's Sketchbook series!)
#mr. cocksure new nickname for sherlock holmes#sherlock holmes#acd holmes#john watson#my art#acd canon#watsons sketchbook
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Mrs. Sherlock Holmes (5)
Summary:Â Your marriage starts rocky.
Pairing:Â Sherlock Holmes x Wife!Reader
Warnings:Â angst, shy reader, fluff, innocent reader, protective/possessive Sherlock, fingering, smut, unprotected sex, first time, creampie, breeding kink (a hint), degrading (namecalling)
A/N:Â A collection of drabbles on how you became Mrs. Sherlock Holmes.
Mrs. Sherlock Holmes (4)
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His large hand pressed against your untouched petals. You whimpered, in need, an unknown heat spreading through your abdomen. You felt hot and started to rock your hips, rubbing yourself against his fingers.
Sherlock watched you desperately moving your hips, faster, and faster until he took his hand away. You cried out, hands grasping for his wrist to keep him from taking away his touch.
He purred your name and teased you for turning into a whore within a few moments. Your eyes watered because he didnât give you what you wanted. Your lips wobbled and you choked out a sob.
âDo you want to fulfill your wifely duties now,â he whispered and nipped at your earlobe. Sherlock tugged at your ear shell, making you whine. âSay it, wife.â
âI wantââ you sniffled. What you wanted; you didnât know. In the books you read there wasnât more than kissing and waking next to their lover the next day. What happens in between, you didnât know for sure. âI want you to fulfill your husbandly duties.â
Sherlock growled before he rolled on top of you. Just then you realized he was bare. His chest pressed against your heaving breasts, and his lips, those dangerous pillows pressed against yours. He shoved his tongue past your parting lips to lick into your mouth.
Your eyes widened. This wasnât the way a gentleman kissed his wife. No. It was so much more. He devoured your mouth while shoving your nightie up to your waist, baring your most precious secret to him. Sherlock settled between your legs, spreading your quivering thighs for him.
âYour mine to devour, and claim. No one can have you,â he growled the words as you stared up at the beast your husband turned into. His lips claimed yours again, a little softer this time. âIâm going to fulfill my husbandly duties now, wife. Youâre going to come on my cock only.â
Your eyes widened. For months you wished heâd take you like the lovers in the books you read, but suddenly you panicked a little.
What if he didnât like touching you? What if you did something wrong? What if you couldnât make him fill you with his seed?
His eyes bored into yours when he kneeled between your legs. He smirked before pressing one finger against your untouched opening.
âHusband,â you breathlessly whimpered. You didnât know what he was up to until he slowly pushed his finger into your cunt.
âThis is mine,â he started to move back and forth, eyes never leaving your face. âSay it.â
âItâs yoursâŚâ
âAgainâŚâ Sherlock slipped his finger out of your cunt, only to press two inside, now scissoring you open. âSay it, wife!â
âItâs yoursâŚSir,â you whimpered, earning a deep guttural growl. âOnly yoooursâŚ.â
His fingers left you empty and wanting. He was suddenly back on top of you, his mouth stealing another kiss. You didnât know if you should do something or lie still.
âYou are mine, thatâs right,â he growled, his eyes black with lust. You could only nod because you felt something bigger than his fingers poke at your entrance. Holding your breath, you looked up at him, feeling his shaft slowly slide into you.
âSher-lock,â you babbled his name. âItâs too much.â
âI know, my love,â he whispered and kissed the tears running down your cheeks away. He slowly moved back and forth, but it still hurt when he tried to push further. âIt will only hurt for a moment.â
His lips soothed your discomfort. Sherlock murmured gentle words while pressing into you. He panted against your lips when he was finally fully sheathed inside your cunt.
He gently cupped your face with one hand to kiss you deeply, and softly. Sherlock gave you time, to just feel his cock inside of your now spread-out pussy. âThere you go, my love. Youâre doing so well for me.â
You didnât know if he told the truth. His huge shaft pressed against your wall, and all you could do was trust his words.
He smiled, before kissing you again.
âThis is the tightest and sweetest cunt I ever ruined,â there was a smirk on his lips, and his eyes full of mischief. âYou will scream my name tonight, wife. And tomorrow night, and every night from now on.â
You shuddered under his hungry gaze. His grin almost wolfishly he dug his knees into the mattress and started to rock his hips. Back, and forth, back and forth.
His thrusts were powerful enough to make you scream at the sheer force. It still hurt, but something else joined the pain. A pressure built in your abdomen, and warmth spread through your body.
âYou will take me any time of the day from now on,â he growled against your already kiss-swollen lips. âThatâs where you belong, wife. Underneath me, full of cock like the tainted whore you are.â
Something snapped in you. You instinctively wrapped your legs around his waistline and your arms around his back. Holding tight onto him for dear life. He was relentless and got faster and faster.
âFuck, this cunt is going to be the death of me.â
You whimpered at his crude words. He called you whore, slut, and something you didnât understand while ramming into you harder.
âI want you to come on my cock. Now! Youâre my wife, my whore, and I will paint you with my seed.â
âSirâŚSherlock,â you mindlessly babbled while raking your nails over his back. And then, something happened. Pleasure. Pure pleasure forcing tears to spring free. âSIR!â
âThatâs it, my love, my whoreâŚmy perfect wife,â he growled before kissing you hard. Warmth filled your cunt, and you whimpered against him, fearing you did something wrong. âFuck, my child will grow inside this perfect womb, and Iâll fuck another into you while you carry it.â
Sherlock buried his face in your neck and collapsed on top of you. His cock remained inside, still spreading you wide.
âSherlock?â You murmured.
âPerfect, my love. You were so good for me, wife,â he whispered against your sweaty skin. âI canât get enough of this cunt, Iâm afraid, you got me addicted.â You sighed when he finally pulled out to wrap you in his arms, allowing you to rest. âSleep, my love. Iâll run you a bath.â He softly spoke to you and kissed your temple. âMy beautiful wife.â
You soon find out that Sherlockâs hunger is insatiable.
Only hours after he took your flower, he had you again. This time he bent you over the desk at his study, telling you to hold tight onto the old furniture.
He shoved your skirts up, and slid into you from behind, growling your name as you wiggled underneath him. His thrusts are as powerful as ever he pushed into you.
âThis is mine,â he growled and leaned over your body to whisper filthy words in your ear. To your shame, you got wetter with every crude word. Your mother wouldâve been ashamed of you for enjoying being called a whore, and that youâre only a slutty hole he can stuff. âNo one is going to touch you. Youâre mine.â
âHusbandââ you whimpered, mortified because his brother Mycroft stepped inside the study. Your brother-in-law covered his eyes and retreated in a hurry.
âHe needs to learn his place,â Sherlock whispered in your ear, a smirk in his voice. âYouâre my wife, and he wonât interfere with our marriage ever again.â
Lips quivering you gave in to the pleasure your body greedily accepted. Your eyes filled with tears you feared your brother-in-law would now believe youâre no better than the painted ladies offering their service in dark alleys.
âBrother, that was more than inappropriate!â Mycroft yelled loud enough for you to hear his words at the library. âHow could put your lovely wife in such a position.â
âThatâs right,â Sherlock possessively growled. âSheâs my wife, and I take her in any position I want to.â
âSherlock, you know thatâs not what I meant. I know about wifely duties, and that you always had a stronger libido than it was good for you. But sheâs a lovely and innocent flower. You cannotâŚâ
Sherlock only smirked.
âMy beautiful flower is not of your concern.â He stepped closer to his brother to glare down at him. âYou will only address her as Mrs. Sherlock Holmes from now on, and only when Iâm around. I saw the way you looked at her. Sheâs my wife, my love! I love her, and you cannot threaten our luck!â
Your heart fluttered at Sherlockâs words. It was the first time he admitted he loves you in front of someone else.
âBrother, I only want you to treat her with respect and love!â
âI do,â Sherlock bit back. âHow I fulfill my husbandly duties to produce an heir is none of your concern either. Not everyone only wants to put their seed in a womanâs womb. I want to hear her scream, whimper, and moan because I make her feel so good. This is nothing to discuss with my brother, though.â
âJust never mention it again,â Mycroft lowered his voice. âSherlock donât overdo it. Sheâs still an innocent flower. You cannot mount her like some animal.â
Sherlock smirked, remembering how you begged him for more and praised his name before his brother stepped inside the room.
âHusband.â You get up from the chaise longue and put the book you read aside. âHow was your brotherâs visit.â
âShort-lived,â he replied, eyes drifting toward the book you read. âThe Romance of Lust.â He mused, making your heart drop. âI see you have developed an appetite too.â
âIâm sorry, husbandâŚâ
He chuckled, deep and rich. âWhat did arouse you while reading this book?â
âHeââ You shook your head, unable to tell him about the young man kissing a womanâs cunt with his lips.
âI read the book a long time ago.â He lifted your chin with his index finger. âWould you like me to put my mouth on you too?â
You nodded eagerly, already tugging at his trousers. âPlease, Sir.â
âSherlock. You will call me Sherlock from now on,â he purred and claimed your lips in a soft kiss. âLetâs get you comfortable and see if your other lips taste as good as theseâŚâ
Part 6
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A brotherly visit.
[ID: a digital drawing of Sherlock and Mycroft Holmes. Mycroft is sitting in an armchair with a large cat asleep in his lap. Sherlock is pacing in circles around him, talking. /end ID]
#this was inspired by me and a friend watching soviet empty house and joking about how#on earth Sherlock got Mycroft to crawl around 221b puppeting a wax figure of Sherlock with Mrs Hudson#like what did he offer his brother in return what did the bargaining looked like xD#Sherlock Holmes#mycroft holmes#acd holmes#sherlock holmes fanart
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Shout out to Mrs Hudson the biggest johnlock shipper out there
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something badâs about to happen to me
why i feel this way, i donât know maybe
#tgaa#tgaa chronicles#tgaac#art#great ace attorney#the great ace attorney#dgs#fanart#herlock sholmes#sherlock holmes#dgs sherlock holmes#dai gyakuten saiban#lyric quotes#dark red by steve lacy#idk i had this visual stuck in my head for a couple of days#dgs2#dgs2 spoilers#i feel like after really marinating in whatever the fuck happened in 2-5 i have come to realize how scary this man is#iâve been watching a play through to see if i can catch anything i couldnât on my own play through and like#dude he drops so many hints and foreshadowing itâs fucking crazy how the fuck do you know all of this mr sholmes!!!!#he will always be a silly character but i cannot help but remember how genuinely unsettled i was by the way he acted at the end of 2-2#and also the time in the waxwork museum where he was questioned by susato and ryunosuke#where his trolling characteristics were basically implied to be a bit of an act#and i was like. damn. holy shit. because i almost fell for that act too. i almost believed him until he said smth like#âbut that wonât fly with youâ or something and ryunosuke affirmed it by saying that anyone else couldâve made a mistake but not mr sholmes#augh. heâs just a really good character ok
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