#Sherlock Secret Santa

[shco-ss]

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[sherlollysecretsanta]

Before I start planning for a new round, I want to see if there's still interest enough to put in the work for it. I'm also thinking of opening up a wishlist/gift card posting blog specifically for all the Sherlock Holmes-adjacent fandoms at @holmesfortheholidays, which I will officially open around Thanksgiving.

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[charlies-storybook]

Last First Kiss

John H. Watson shouldn’t have realized his feelings for Sherlock Holmes this way. Getting his suicide note call. John was at the right place at the wrong time.

"I'm a doctor, he is my friend," John shouted, pushing through a mass of bodies that were gathering around the accident while suffering a concussion himself. He was late - half of Sherlock's face bashed into the concrete. John stared at the sight in horror while his gaze was still hazy and blurry due to his head injury.

John was the only one who stayed, watching the scene in front of him, grief-stricken, as the hospital staff picked up Sherlock's bloodied corpse and carried it away. When his eyesight got better and his head didn't echo the ambulance siren, the last thing he saw of Sherlock was his hand hanging lifeless from the stretcher.

Eighteen months, after eighteen months John Watson finds himself sitting in front of Ella, his therapist. Both of them sit in silence, John looks tired and pained.

“Why today?” Ella inquires.

“D’you want to hear me say it?”

“Eighteen months since our last appointment.”

John gets visibly but quietly angry. “D’you read the papers?”

“Sometimes.” Ella answers simply.

“D’you watch the telly? You know why I’m here.” John groans as he ends the sentence, hoping his therapist gets the memo.

But Ella doesn’t answer, instead watches John curiously to continue.

“I’m here because...” John chokes and looks at his lap, he swallows hard not to weep. Ella shifts in her seat and leans forward sympathetically. “What happened, John?”

John closes his eyes, breathing heavily trying to collect himself. He clears his throat and looks at Ella again. “Sher...” He says, his voice breaking.

"You need to get it out," Ella says gently.

John clears his throat again, his voice full of sorrow and tears. “My best friend... Sherlock Holmes...”, he sniffs, forcing his voice through the torture, “...is dead.”

All the weight of the news falls on him as he breaks down and starts to cry.

Three months before, when everything seemed peaceful and normal until John Watson got the dreadful call.

John arrived to St. Bartholomew’s as fast as he could after he learned the attack on Mrs. Hudson was used as a distraction for John.

He was stopped in his tracks a few feet in front of the building by the sound of an incoming call. The caller's ID read 'Sherlock'.

Sherlock watched John pick up his phone call. He was breathing heavily, he stepped on the edge, swinging over the ledge. Sherlock’s breath only slowed down and steadied when he heard John’s voice.

“Hello?”

“John.”

“Hey, Sherlock, are you okay?”

“Turn around and go back.”

“No, I’m coming in.” John requested.

“Do as I say.” Sherlock said desperately before adding, “Please.” Which was wild coming from Sherlock because ‘please’ and ‘thank you’ rarely occupied his vocabulary.

John then turns around and looks everywhere confused. “Where?”

Sherlock pauses and watches John return to the road in front of St. Bartholomew’s Hospital, then speaks urgently. “Stop there.”

John stops. “Sherlock - “

“Okay, look up. I’m on the roof.”

John turns and looks up, his face filling with horror. “Oh God.”

“I-I can’t come down. We’ll... We’ll have to do it like this.”

“Sherlock, what’s this? What’s going on?” John asks anxiously.

"An apology. It's all true." Sherlock sounds like he's smiling but John can hear he's on the verge of tears. "Wh-What?" John tried to cut into Sherlock's monologue. "Everything they said about me." Sherlock continued. "I invented Moriarty."

“Why are you saying this?”

“A note. That’s what people do, right? Leave a note?” Sherlock chuckles, but a tear rolls down his chin.

“Sherlock, no...” John breathes out and takes a step forward.

"Don't come closer!" Sherlock says in a panic. "Fix your eyes on me."

John shakes his head, pulling the phone away from his ear for a moment.

"Goodbye, John. I love you." Is the last thing John Watson hears before Sherlock Holmes swings forward, throwing himself off the roof of St. Bartholomew's.

John is standing near Sherlock's grave, everyone else has already gone home, his hands in his pockets.

“I believe you, I always believed in you. And if I could have one last wish... Please, stop being dead.” And before John walked away, he ended his monologue with: “I love you, too, Sherlock.”

Sherlock saw and heard everything as he watched from afar, hidden in the shadows of the trees that hugged the cemetery all around. John's words broke Sherlock's heart, but he did it for them and their safety. John's, Mrs. Hudson's, and Lestrade's. Sherlock watched John walk away before walking away, too.

Three years have passed and John Watson started visiting Ella more than once in 18 months. Even after all this time, he couldn't get over the death of Sherlock Holmes.

Not only to get over his death but also over Sherlock himself. All those years, he still had feelings for him. He tried going on blind dates, regular dates, and all that jazz. But he failed every time, John saw and compared all of them to Sherlock, putting him in their place.

John gave one last blind date a chance. Something about his date tonight felt familiar - his date looked like Sherlock, acted like Sherlock, felt like Sherlock - no, that's just his head playing tricks on him, surely.

Their waiter arrived asking them if they were ready to order, he started with John. While John was distracted with ordering, Sherlock started to shed his disguise - took off the wig, erased the fake mustache, and took off the glasses.

When John turned back to his date, the waiter was long gone and Sherlock Holmes sat before him. John's eyes were wide in shock and surprise.

"Hello, John," Sherlock said gently.

But John’s reaction wasn’t gentle - he stretched over the table and punched Sherlock instead.

“I guess, I deserved that -” Sherlock said bluntly.

But John didn’t let Sherlock continue as he grabbed his collar, pulling him closer to join their lips in a kiss, at last.

@writeblrcafe

[ten-cent-sleuth]

2023-12-06 EDIT: This event has flopped and been cancelled. Kindly ignore my having tried and failed to make this happen. I am embarrassed, humiliated, mortified, etc. etc. Lol, happy holidays! Can’t wait to see what fics y’all have in store for us in 2024. <3

Hey, Henry Cavill fans!

Are you interested in filling a prompt for someone while someone else fills a prompt for you? Do you want to participate in a Secret Santa with your Tumblr mutuals—or maybe find some new ones?

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[ehmahlee26]

Enola Holmes || That Girl's A Genius

[whencartoonsruletheworld]

candace flynn is THE most teenage girl character of all time. she is at level 100 anxiety 24/7. she shows her love for her brothers by trying to get them in trouble constantly. her neck is as long as her forearm. she features on a blues album after having an allergic reaction. she has a shrine to her boyfriend in her room. she can't live without her phone. she has a panic room in the basement. she plays 20 instruments that all start with the letter B. she read all of sherlock holmes in one night. she's seen their platypus running around as a secret agent more than once, assumed she was hallucinating each time, and moved on with her life while telling no one. she likes wrestling video games. she was rutabaga princess. she has a billion people to email memes to but when she's trying to think of friends she can only think of four people and one of them is her mom. most animals hate her except monkeys. she invented grilled cheese flavored ice cream. she pretended to be irish for a week. she's autistically obsessed with her universe's version of barney. she writes marvel fanfiction. she does parkour. there's an entire archive of her voice actress screaming just in case her voice ever gave out while recording. she sees her brothers build time machines and rollercoasters every day but doesn't believe in santa. when she starts scheming the wicked witch of the west theme starts playing in the background. she was elected queen of mars. she won a "mayor for the day" essay competition. there's a random person in town who's been avoiding her to the point she doesn't know he exists. she learned how to parallel park by driving a monster truck. she thinks the plural of moose is "meese." she tracks her mom with a GPS. she doesn't know her little brother's full name. she's scared of heights, spiders, and the number seven. when her boyfriend told her he'd call "soon" she started doing complex math to try and figure out when exactly that would be. her first thought upon seeing her royal doppelganger was to go to the laundromat and fill all the dryers with cheese. she earned 50 not-girl-scout patches in one day through sheer determination. she can run fast enough to catch up to moving cars. she can sense when ground is broken in the backyard and when people are judging her. one time she got her face caught in the sink. her brothers carved her into mount rushmore. every now and again a magical zebra appears, calls her kevin, and then disappears again. she killed 99% of an alien invasion with a t-shirt cannon. in an alternate universe she's leading a regime-destroying resistance at the age of 15. she's being accidentally gaslit every day of her life.

[4thelneyj0nes]

“No way! We’re Sherlock Holmes and John Watson too!”

Happy 2/21 :D

Shoutout to my friend @aljedd for giving me this idea, by writing me a crossover fic between these two for my secret santa. Love you Al. Also shout out to the anon who requested it and got me off my butt to work on it

[part-time-zombie]

I think people tend to underestimate just how clever the other sides can be sometimes. Sure, logan has an encyclopedic level of knowledge and information, but he isn't the only one who's displayed a certain level of inventive intelligence.

For the first Secret Santa, roman wrote a 400 page screenplay for logan involving Sherlock Holmes and his "greatest mystery yet". It's pretty hard to write a compelling mystery without having done a lot of research to make sure it makes sense. For roman to have written an intriguing mystery like that, he must have really done the work to make sure he knew what he was talking about.

Remus is alot smarter than most people tend to give him credit for, too. Him being able to set up so many complex contraptions in WTIT and have all of them (mostly) work perfectly speaks volumes to his understanding of the dynamics of gravity and motion in a way that I cannot even begin to fathom.

Even with his generally sarcastic attitude, virgil still put in enough brainpower to plan out a masterful treasure hunt for logan. He even said "I wish you luck, you're going to need it", implying that the puzzles are so difficult that logan may actually struggle with some of them. If virgil is so confident is his ability to stump logan like that, then he must be good enough with riddles to at least be equal if not /better/ than logan at them to an extent.

I don't know where I was going with this, I just think that the sides are alot smarter than people initially believe, they're just alot more subtle about how they portray it.

[anerdynerd]

Just signed up🫡 I'm sure this is gonna be fun :]

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[sherlollysecretsanta]

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[colormepurplex2]

Chasing Shadows | JJK

▻ Chasing Shadows ↳  Jungkook x f.Reader ⤜ Modern Day Sherlock Holmes AU ⤜ Best Friends Brother/Lovers ⤜ Rating: MA 🔞 ⤜ WC: 21,511 ⤜ Summary: Your job gets you into trouble sometimes. Who would have thought crime journalism would put so many targets on your back? But, it’s happening again, someone’s threatening you. Only, this time, it’s not just you that’s in the crosshairs. Your best friend, Enola, is out on assignment and can’t help like she usually does. So, what does she do instead? She sends her brother, Jungkook, armed with a magic bag, a charming smile, and deductive reasoning skills that prove his worth as one of the best PIs around.

With more at stake than ever before, what lengths will you go to in order to connect the dots and catch the bad guy?

⚠️ Death threats, breaking and entering, descriptions of violence, stalker behavior, talk of crime/criminals, oral f receiving, vaginal fingering, protected sex, nipple play, dirty talk, imagery that reflects choking but isn’t, guns, lots of foul language, scare tactics, talk of car accident from drunk driving, minor injury, mention of blood/wound, allusion to mild depression/self-reflection

Chapter 1: Cat & Mouse

Chapter 2: Hide & Seek

Chapter 3: Pause & Relax

Chapter 4: Crime & Punishment

This story is complete.

Part of the Bangtan Writers HQ 2022 “Christmas Love” Secret Santa Writing Event. Written for @hisunshiine 💜 A special thank you to @downbad4yoongi & @jessikahathaway​ for beta’ing, keeping me on track, and helping make this come to life \(0^◇^0)/

Can also be found on: Ao3 | Wattpad

◅ Back to Master List ©️      2022    ColorMePurplex2  

[esmereldapearl]

I feel like Roman is made out to be someone who just hurts peoples feelings, is rude and doesnt care about others- only himself, in the fandom.

I’m not going to excuse him being unnecessarily mean to Virgil or Logan at the start, but I do think he’s realized how it wasn’t okay. It could’ve been where Patton took the moral lead and Roman followed suit, saying mean things towards people Patton says aren’t good people. When someone tells you something isn’t good, you’re likely to immediately trust that and be over-critical of their flaws. That seems to be the case with Virgil, with Logan it’s probably because Logan shuts down every idea of Roman’s. Neither of these are excuses, but an explanation. He has apologized to both of them, very sincerely.

With Janus, he did like him at first. Janus was playing into what Roman really wanted, the callback. He played into his insecurities too it seems, saying how he liked the new outfits;

Roman: “Ugh, I hate this guy and his creepy snake face. However, he is very kind”

Janus: “Love the new outfit Roman.”

Roman is afraid of failure, it’s hinted at in a way in Accepting Anxiety when he starts getting anxious. To have someone tell you that something you helped with is good, will make them feel better and less anxious about failing in the moment or from then on. When someone compliments you, sometimes they will stick for a while because it was something that lifted you up when you probably needed it. Janus however, seemed to be using it to his own advantage. Virgil knew this I think, because Janus tried to do it with him too but he shot that down quickly.

Roman felt inclined to trust him since he was on his side while everyone else was not. Janus in SVS says how he doesn’t have to flatter Roman anymore, he has what he needed. I would talk about his relationship with Remus, but I don’t have enough information to piece together what might’ve happened.

In reality, Roman cares a lot more about his friends than what meets the eye. You can see this in the Secret Santa’s when he made Logan Sherlock fanfiction since he knew Logan liked it, and when he had Janus, he still picked something nice for him. He put thoughts into the gifts he gets people. With Virgil, he called him brave and they’ve became closer, most likely because they understand each-others pain.

I might add onto this later, my brain just isn’t working.

[rmoonstoner]

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Poisoned Empanadas

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Pairing:

Moon Knight (Jake Lockley) x Spider!fem!reader

Spider-Man 2099 (Miguel O'Hara) x Spider!fem!reader

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18+

Warnings:

Violence, strong language, mentions of death, mentions of depression, sexual themes, warnings may change.

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Summary:

You move out of the old house at your friend's request. It's a very short chapter.

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Chapter 2 - Empanadas de Santa Rita - Chihuahua City, Mexico

A Mexican pastry served in honor of St. Rita every year on May 22. Typically they are sweet and savory at the same time, containing meats, raisins, pecans, butter, garlic and assorted spices, peas, potatoes, and sherry.

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A few months had gone by, with absolutely no word from Jake. You weren't surprised one bit, and had already gone through the process of selling most of your things. It was the big stuff, like your living room furniture, the bedroom set, any tools you had, and other such things too big for a studio apartment that you had your eye on. You even got rid of the car for a nice fat stack of cash. It was fitting that you had sold the car to Hawkeye. He was happy, and claimed that he was going to give it to his wife.

Today you were dropping off a huge bag of clothing to a local shelter. Anything that Gwen or America didn't want, ended up here. You made the old lady's day as she went through the nice and gently used items, all of which Jake had bought for you. After the drop off, you made your way back home the easy way, by web slinging home. By the time you got back, you found Peter standing at your front door.

"Hey! Sorry, I was out dropping off some clothes. You didn't mention that you were coming by." You greeted Peter with a wave and gave him a hug.

"It's alright. I was just on my way to the Sanctum, and I wanted to know if you wanted to accompany me?" He asked with grin.

"Really? You sure you want me to come along? You did mention the doctor hates unexpected guests…" You replied. Peter could see your hesitancy and he held both hands up.

"It's totally okay with Doctor Strange. I asked first, and besides, you're friends with his daughter, so…"

"Does he know-"

"Uh…" Peter looked away sheepishly as he rubbed his neck and laughed.

"Peter! Just because he's an Avenger and the king of the wizards, you can't be telling people my secret identity!"

"I am sorry! He saw you on the roof the last few times, and he wanted to know why I hadn't introduced you to him. Then America let it slip she's your friend, and, so… He kind of figured it out. He's a genius, and has that eidetic memory."

"Oh fantastic, a real Sherlock Holmes type, eh?" You retorted, and he laughed.

"Yeah, so I am sorry…"

"It's fine. Like you said, he probably already knew. I'm not mad."

"Oh good! So, do you need to do anything before we go?"

"I just need to put the washing on the next load of donations, then grab some water."

"Cool!"

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Once at the Sanctum, Peter introduced you to Wong. The man seemed grumpy at first, but after hearing who you were, he changed his tune rather quickly. He made you a tea while Peter left to find the doctor, and the two of you chatted about how Peter basically lived here at the Sanctum since his Aunt and Tony Stark had passed away. He asked about what you did for a living, and you shrugged. You didn't have a paying job, and you lived in your ex boyfriend's house, which you were getting ready to move out of.

Wong seemed impressed that you were taking charge and moving on with your life, which told you that Peter had been blabbing his mouth again. You would have normally been upset by this, but Peter had told you all about who Wong was, what he did, and who he worked with. He was like the other king of the wizards, and Peter claimed he was way nicer than Strange. You found that hard to believe, because both of the wizards had a reputation for being formal hard asses.

Peter ended up coming back with Doctor Strange, and the lad was just talking up a storm as the doctor nodded along while sipping from a steaming mug. The way they looked was adorable, like a son telling their dad all about their day after school, but it was Peter talking about his patrols, while the older man listened intently.

"-And then she flashed him with the lights, kicked the guy in the balls, and he fell off of the roof. I've never seen Sandman go down that fast before! She managed to get him, before he could turn into sand!"

"Oh wow, Peter. That's most impressive." The doctor winced a bit, but he was impressed all the same.

"I take it that this her?" He asked as he motioned towards you. You gave a polite smile and waved.

"Yeah, that's her! You should see her and Gwen work as a team! It's so fun! She's the one making all the weird lights at night." Peter said as he made the same hand motions you did for the lights. You laughed and looked over at the older man who was chuckling softly at Peter's energy.

"Ah, I see. Well, in that case, it's lovely to meet you, young lady. My name is Stephen, but you already knew that, didn't you?"

"Uh, yes, sir, er, uh, doctor."

"Stephen is fine. Any friends of Peter's or America's are welcome to use my first name. Unless, of course, I don't like them." He laughed and held his hand out to you. You took it gently, remembering that Peter had told you the man had delicate hands that had once been crushed.

"Okay, Stephen, it is nice to meet you too. I always wanted to see what America's and Peter's adopted dad was like."

"Oh, well, I-" Stephen seemed flustered when you said adopted dad.

"Oh, he's a good dad. Very supportive of my Spider-Man gig." Peter said as he patted Stephen's shoulder. The man beamed at the praise and kept drinking his tea. You didn't understand why he was known for being snobby, stoic, and rude.

"That's good. Peter talks about you all the time. Says you've saved the world a lot, and kept the spooky magic things at bay." You remarked, and Stephen burst out laughing.

"I suppose that's what I do. It's a new way of saying it though. Oh, I have to talk to ask Wong something. Be right back." Stephen smiled and then excused himself to go talk with Wong for a bit.

They did not come right back.

It was three hours before they did, and by then, America had come home, said hi, then left again for her studies at the Kamar-Taj. You had spent the time playing chess, and had won three to two. When Stephen and Wong came walking in, they looked frustrated. It turned out there had been one of those cosmic fluctuations, and Stephen was telling Peter and you to keep an eye out for anything weirder than normal. 

You left soon after, and went back home to grab a nap before patrol later.

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Three weeks later…

Peter and Gwen had convinced you to move out of the house Jake owned. You didn't make it easy for them either. You felt reluctant to leave that house. It had bad memories, but it also held so many good ones with Jake.

You gave the excuse that you couldn't afford to move. The house and utilities were paid for, and you didn't have a paying job to get something new. Peter shut you up so fast by having Stephen and Wong literally coming out at that exact moment and time to offer you a room next to America's and Peter's. You groaned when that happened, because who the hell says no to the Sorcerer Supreme, which was basically your friend's dad?

That gave you a free place to live, free utilities, and free food. That also offered you access to being transported anywhere in the world if you ever wished it, not that you really wanted to unless the others needed you to. You had lost the will to travel after what happened with your ex, but it was nice that the option was there. Living there would gain you security, because there were at least three sorcerers at the Sanctum at any given time, not including Doctor Strange or Wong who were fully aware of your relationship problems.

They even said they could keep Jake from coming in if you gave them some of his hair. That was easy to do, and you did it, mostly because Peter and Gwen said they'd try to kick his ass if he showed up unannounced. You weren't sure if they meant the wizards, or themselves.

Plus your friends were there…

How could you refuse?

Notes:

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Series Master List

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None for now. Again, sorry for the short chapter.

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[missanthropicprinciple]

Fic Self-Recs

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Take to the Skies by cephalopod_groupie

Rating: Explicit Word Count: 23,055 Fandom: Pacific Rim (2013) Characters: Newton Geiszler/Hermann Gottlieb, Stacker Pentecost, Hannibal Chau Summary: A Pacific Rim WWII AU where Hermann Gottlieb is a Squadron Leader in the R.A.F. and Newton Geiszler is a Lieutenant in the U.S. Air Force. Angst and romance ensues in a time of war.

2. A Hunting We Will Go by cephalopod_groupie

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences (basically G) Word Count: 6,206 Fandom: Crossover: Ghostbusters (1984)/Granada Holmes Characters: Egon Spengler, Sherlock Holmes, Dr. John Watson Summary: Egon Spengler suddenly finds himself in Sherlock Holmes' London, but before he can work out how to leave he may have some busting to do. (Please note, Granada Holmes is not a category on this site, but even though I sought to emulate Sir. Arthur Conan Doyle's style of writing I had Jeremy Brett and Edward Hardwicke's Sherlock and Watson in mind.)

3. Spikethwaite Hall by cephalopod_groupie

Rating: General Audiences Word Count: 5,269 Fandom: Pacific Rim (2013) Characters: Newton Geiszler/Hermann Gottlieb, Mako Mori Summary: For the 2020 Newmannn Secret Santa exchange. I decided to go with the Jane Eyre AU. The novel is set between 1760–1820 but I’ve set this story in about 1847, the year Jane Eyre was published. Needless to say I’m not copying the plot of the novel and Hermann isn’t problematic and/or keeping a wife in the attic. Significantly less angsty than a Brontë novel.

Hermann Gottlieb is the mysterious and peculiar master of Spikethwaite Hall located on misty moors. Newton Geiszler is the cheery new gamekeeper who arrives upon the scene who disrupts everything from Gottlieb's niece's schoolwork to the master's own brooding.

4. The Ghost of Gottlieb Mansion by cephalopod_groupie

Rating: Explicit Word Count: 9,826 Fandom: Pacific Rim (2013) Characters: Newton Geiszler/Hermann Gottlieb, Mako Mori, Tendo Choi Summary: Halloween AU where Hermann is the ghost of the old Gottlieb mansion. Newton with his usual lack of self preservation visits the mansion and decides/has to stay the night. He's kinda scared but he copes with a running commentary like the ghost is real and can actually hear him. Hermann's been kind of lonely so he actually just sits around and listen to Newt prattle on. Started with an old pinkieblues prompt.

5. Just a Thought by cephalopod_groupie

Rating: Explicit Word Count: 27,985 Fandom: Pacific Rim (2013) Characters: Newton Geiszler/Hermann Gottlieb Summary: Newton and Hermann have many fantasies about each other. [Originally published October 10, 2014. People actually made fan art of this one, which made me so happy.]

Tagging: @dollsome-does-tumblr @spengnitzed @problemwithtrouble and whoever else I forgot!

[4thelneyj0nes]

This was them in baker st. today BY THE WAY in case youre wondering…

Anyway, happy birthday Sherlock Holmes 🎉🎊🥳🕺🏽

(This was part of a Secret Santa exchange with @nic0tinepatch, shes an artist too check out her stuff!)

[incorrect-tmnt2012-quotes]

Slash: And so concludes this year's Secret Santa drawing. Just a quick reminder of the rules: $50 limit and no perishable items.

Mondo Gecko: Oh, Slash. I would like a $50 gift card to any restaurant that serves nachos.

Slash: I don't have you, Mondo.

Mondo Gecko: Not only do I know that you do indeed have me, but I also know who everyone else has.

Rockwell: That's not possible.

Mondo Gecko: Perhaps not for an ordinary mutant such as yourself, Rockwell. But for the brilliant mind of Detective Sherlock Mondo Gecko, I legally changed my name, it's quite simply elementary. For you see, Mona Lisa made a face of excitement and honor, which means that she has Slash. Leatherhead has Rockwell. His eyes keep shifting over to him.

Leatherhead, shifting his eyes to Rockwell: No, I don't.

Mondo Gecko: Rockwell looked disgusted, which means he has Pigeon Pete. Alopex didn't draw a name, nor did she put one in. She doesn't wanna participate.

Alopex: Never do.

Mondo Gecko: Pigeon Pete moves his mouth when he reads and he quite clearly said "Leatherhead".

Pigeon Pete: I did get Leatherhead!

Mondo Gecko: Muckman has Mona Lisa. He's holding his paper name-side out.

Muckman: Oh, he's good!

Mondo Gecko: And I have Muckman, which means Slash has me. I'll be taking that gift card. Daddy loves nachos.

[pause]

Slash: Shall we draw the names again and leave Mondo Gecko out?

Everyone: Yes!

Mondo Gecko: NOOO! SHERLOCK WANTS A PRESENT!