#acd quotes

[abstractfrog]

SILVER BLAZE PART THREE - happy jonkday everyone. one of these days i'll draw a scene that doesn't take place at night

[kagilasgilas]

"It may be that you are not yourself luminous, but that you are a conductor of light. . . " ―Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

[contact-guy]

He was a man of habits, narrow and concentrated habits, and I had become one of them.

The Casebook of Sherlock Holmes, the Creeping Man

[mouse-of-mischief]

Oh, Sherlock Holmes, the sassy bitch you are...

[angryducktimemachine]

[ID: a digital drawing of Holmes and Watson. Holmes is lounging in a chair with Watson standing behind it. Holmes is passing a letter to Watson. /End ID]

"In this establishment, Dr. Watson reads the letters."

[incorrect-bridgerton-family]

Daphne: Colin, I thought you were decorating for Halloween.

Colin: I am.

Daphne: You’re just putting up pictures of Anthony.

Colin: You said you wanted scary decorations.

[agoddamneddelight]

how reliable is the london northwestern. spent way too long on this :)

[jackofacetrades]

So we stood hand in hand, like two children, and there was peace in our hearts for all the dark things that surrounded us.

— Arthur Conan Doyle, The Sign of Four

[inevitably-johnlocked]

jamielovesjam said: Followed by Holmes asking for Watson's gun: “It’s heavy—remarkably heavy,” said he (Holmes). “Yes, it is a solid bit of work.” He mused over it for a minute. “Do you know, Watson,” said he, “I believe your revolver is going to have a very intimate connection with the mystery which we are investigating.” “My dear Holmes, you are joking.” 🤪

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AMAZING.

Hello! Here's a writing prompt directly out of ACD Canon:

"We had a first-class carriage to ourselves — and laying a hand upon each of my knees he looked into my eyes with the peculiarly mischievous gaze which was characteristic of his more imp-like moods."

- (Watson about Holmes in The Problem of Thor Bridge).

Why's it so obvious? We don't even have to write meta at this point.

Hey Lovely!

YESSSSS I LOVE THESE out-of-context lines that are perfect prompts!! Thank you so much!!

[delicatesolitude]

“‘You're not hurt, Watson? For God's sake, say that you are not hurt!’ It was worth a wound -- it was worth many wounds -- to know the depth of loyalty and love which lay behind that cold mask. The clear, hard eyes were dimmed for a moment, and the firm lips were shaking. For the one and only time I caught a glimpse of a great heart as well as of a great brain. All my years of humble but single-minded service culminated in that moment of revelation.”

Narrative of John Watson

The Adventure of the Three Garridebs, Arthur Conan Doyle

[sherlock-holmes-through-the-ages]

Sherlock Holmes: *About to do something incredibly stupid* John Watson: I know I can't stop you, but I won't let you go by yourself.

[anneangel]

Sherlock Holmes: I'm looking for someone to share 221B Baker Street. John H. Watson: I consider myself qualified to fill this gap. Sherlock Holmes: I'm also looking for someone loyal and trustworthy, who doesn't ask stupid things, does what I say, ignores my experiments and chemicals around the apartment, doesn't mind customers showing up at any time of the day or midnight, someone helpful and who accompanies me in investigations, participates with me in police and criminal investigations even if it bring subsequent risks, praises me until I blush, doesn't try to steal the spotlight for themselves and, instead, makes me the protagonist of a investigative detective story that lasts for years and years, who understands my ego, is tolerant with my drug use, is not spiteful and forgives me whenever I'm overly practical seeming like an reasoning-machine without emotionless, someone who does not feel personally attacked every time I leave you out of my plans and understand my silence and preference for not being a sociable person, and someone that only tell stories about me when I want to disclose and give permission for it, someone who knows how to list more positives things than negatives about me naturally, be a true friend and partner in easy and difficult times, and stays by my side regardless of the circumstances and holds me in the highest esteem, proving our productive and irreverent union as a dynamic duo. John H. Watson: Hey, that's a lot of requirements. But consider myself capable. I want to try. Where do I sign? Can I test this for a month? Sherlock Holmes: my dear, if you stay for a month, it's a sign that you'll be addicted to my queerly peculiar and unique presence for the rest of your life. If gets for a month, you might even try to leave me, but you'll come back. You'll come back. John H. Watson: Interesting. Where do I sign? Sherlock Holmes: you already love my presence, you are already fascinated. John H. Watson: Is it obvious? Sherlock Holmes: don't break the clauses, my dear, no stupid questions. You haven't broken eye contact with me since we started this conversation, you've been smiling since the beginning, you've looked at my appearance and haven't been shaken by what I said, you lean towards me as I speak, showing interest, you mirror my movements. More important, you seems nervous and wants to please me. And add, you likes read mysteries romances. And have a callus on your right little finger, you like to write down your experiences and you do it often, if you are going to live with me, you 'll write about our adventures because you 'll be part of them. On the other hand, you went to war and suffered injuries, but you don't complain about the service provided, this shows altruism and subservience, and you chose medicine, not for money but because you care about others more than yourself, it is a profession which demands care for the lives of others. And you are too empathetic towards others. So it's clear that you wouldn't mind putting me first, you 're humble. More, is eager for adrenaline and is particularly curious about what I can offer to you. John H. Watson: Bless my, this is fantastic, you are incredible, brilliant. Sherlock Holmes: That's promising. John H. Watson: Couldn't agree more, bless Stamford.

[holmesxwatson]

The place was pitch-dark, but it was evident to me that it was an empty house. Our feet creaked and crackled over the bare planking, and my outstretched hand touched a wall from which the paper was hanging in ribbons. Holmes's cold, thin fingers closed round my wrist and led me forwards down a long hall, until I dimly saw the murky fanlight over the door. Here Holmes turned suddenly to the right, and we found ourselves in a large, square, empty room, heavily shadowed in the cor-ners, but faintly lit in the centre from the lights of the street beyond. There was no lamp near and the window was thick with dust, so that we could only just discern each other's figures within. My companion put his hand upon my shoulder and his lips close to my ear.

"Do you know where we are?" he whispered

"Surely that is Baker Street," I answered, staring through the dim window.

"Exactly.

We are in Camden House, which stands opposite to our own old quarters."

"But why are we here?"

"Because it commands so excellent a view of that picturesque pile. Might I trouble you, my dear Watson, to draw a little nearer to the window, taking every precaution not to show yourself, and then to look up at our old rooms-the starting-point of so many of our little adventures? We will see if my three years of absence have entirely taken away my power to surprise you."

I crept forward and looked across at the familiar window. As my eyes fell upon it I gave a gasp and a cry of amazement. The blind was down and a strong light was burning in the room. The shadow of a man who was seated in a chair within was thrown in hard, black outline upon the luminous screen of the window. There was no mistaking the poise of the head, the squareness of the shoulders, the sharpness of the features. The face was turned half-round, and the effect was that of one of those black silhouettes which our grandparents loved to frame. It was a perfect reproduction of Holmes. So amazed was I that I threw out my hand to make sure that the man himself was standing beside me.

He was quivering with silent laughter.

"Well?" said he.

"Good heavens!" I cried. "It is marvellous."

"I trust that age doth not wither nor custom stale my infinite variety," said he, and I recognised in his voice the joy and pride which the artist takes in his own creation. "It really is rather like me, is it not?"

"I should be prepared to swear that it was you."

— The Adventure of the Empty House

[sarnie-for-varney]

Okay so... in The Blanched Soldier, Holmes calls Watson an 'ideal helpmate'.

'Ideal helpmate', at the time, was a synonym for spouse.

He is calling Watson his spouse.

[mouse-of-mischief]

Rereading some of the original stories to try and help my current writer's block, and I rediscover this little gem.

Sherlock Holmes saying, "doggy".

[gregorovitch-adler]

“You’re not hurt, Watson? For God’s sake, say that you are not hurt!”

It was worth a wound—it was worth many wounds—to know the depth of loyalty and love which lay behind that cold mask. The clear, hard eyes were dimmed for a moment, and the firm lips were shaking.

Translation-

Holmes (panicking) : Are you okay? You would have died, my dear Watson!

Watson(instead of focusing on his own wound and the trauma of almost getting shot) : Uh... I like your mouth.