#frogwares sherlock holmes chapter one
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wistfulpoltergeist · 3 months ago
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♫MoonVampire - Afterlife♫
Amazing hair by @hezeh
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storiesbytoria · 6 months ago
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My contribution for @jonlock 's #jonlock day! No specific scene in mind, but I was very much feeling "Comfort" 🤍 I have a quick writing snippet too that I'll post separately! (Unrelated to the drawing, but still in the same theme 🤍)
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So glad I managed to make something for JonLock 🤍😭 It's small, but I'm grateful to this event for encouraging me to put out some creative stuff for a pairing I absolutely adore 🤍 Excited to see what everyone shares!
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satellitesketchbook · 2 years ago
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Sherlock in his prettyboy era ✨️
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roadroller03 · 8 months ago
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Jon's camera, taken 1869 summer.
ngl, I teared up. The amount of trauma he was going to face is unbearable. At some point my traumatic experiences reasonate with Sherlock's, I just wish he can sleep just a little longer, safe and sound.
Push on through.
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jonlock · 7 months ago
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S◈J
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onceinawhilemoon · 2 months ago
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Tonight on Thoughts That Fuck Me Up:
At some point, Mycroft probably came to the messed up realization that his little brother was safer outside than at home. Sherlock was already spending much of his time outside, and Mycroft encouraged it by sending him on all kinds of errands and assignments across Cordona, from stealing letters to searching for stupid rare coins. He had Sherlock spy on people for him, not because he couldn't do it himself, and not just because he wanted him to master the craft either, but because Mycroft would rather be the one to stay home and face the violent outbursts a million times over than have it be his baby brother. He let him be wild and free and spend as much time outside as possible even if it worried him sick (i wonder if sherlock ever told him about the slavers incident...), because, at the very least, the outside was an environment that Mycroft COULD control—manipulate in his favor so that, if for any reason he wasn't physically present to protect Sherlock, his reputation would. He'd been establishing connections with people everywhere he went since they arrived, compiling dossiers and dirt on everyone he met, securing the island for himself and his family. So at the very least, and especially when Mycroft was busy or away, Sherlock would be out in a public that either respected, feared, or owed Mycroft Holmes so many favors, watched over by his agents and other people he trusted, and not trapped inside a depressing manor with an unstable, abusive mother and a creepy doctor..
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paradimeart · 11 months ago
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and you too shall fall!
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sygneth · 1 year ago
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I played Sherlock Holmes The Awakened (finallyyyy) and what can I say. Had to update the list of my favourite Sherlocks.
Granda Holmes, Frogwares Holmes, ACD Holmes (don't look at the order here, it's just for composition, ACD one is still my #1)
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hey-sherry · 1 month ago
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Do you have a Valentine, or are you single and drawing your blorbo drawing his blorbo because that's the only way to have a picture with him? :D
Happy Jonlock Day, all! 💓
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omint · 6 months ago
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Дивись Ти все подолав і ти є То спробуй забути мене Сам, сам, сам.
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wistfulpoltergeist · 4 months ago
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♫Saint Motel - Sweet Talk♫
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storiesbytoria · 6 months ago
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GINGER
A small written contribution to @jonlock 's #jonlock day 🤍
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"Jon, remind me again why I decided this weeks long trip by boat was a good idea…" Jon chuckled, readjusting the damp towel that he was holding to Sherlock's forehead.
"Again? Does seasickness cause partial amnesia as well?" The young detective gave a long-suffering sigh from where he lay, head cushioned by Jon's lap.
"You know there's no such symptom, Jon."
"Ah, of course. How silly of me." Sherlock closed his eyes to block out his companion's much-too-amused smirk.
Jon ran the towel gently along the sides of his sickly companion's neck, his free hand moving to brush back the damp strands of hair that stuck to his forehead. He was trying not to be amused by Sherlock's seasickness, but the man could afford to be humbled every once and a while. Besides, it wasn't often he got the chance to run his fingers through Sherlock's smooth, product-free hair without complaint.
The two of them were currently holed up in Sherlock's private cabin, crowded onto the bottom mattress of the furnished bunk-bed. Jon had his back leant up against the wall, legs dangling off the opposite side of the mattress so Sherlock's longer legs could stretch across the bed. Sherlock had opted to remain in just his white button down, the first few buttons undone, since his normal vest felt too restrictive with his current level of discomfort and the amount of time he had spent bent over the room's small sink.
Thankfully, most of the vomiting had subsided after Sherlock had ordered some ginger tea, a result that Jon took full credit for, also commenting that maybe he should have been a doctor. Sherlock was still too nauseous at the time to go into the actual logistics of attaining a medical degree.
"Maybe you should eat something now. Get some fresh air?" Sherlock's frown wrinkled the towel that now lay over his eyes.
"I'd imagine seeing the reason behind my sickness may not get the result you're hoping for..." Jon shook his head with an affectionate laugh.
“Well then, I suppose you're stuck here with me then,” he said, fingers still playing with dark strands while his other hand ran in gentle rhythmic arcs beneath Sherlock's collarbone. Sherlock heard Jon rest his head back against the wall. "What a bore." Sherlock breathed a short laugh.
"You honestly seem entirely too pleased with the current situation." Jon's responding chuckle was low and soft, a particular tone that prompted a matching warmth to bloom within Sherlock's chest - a balm to most ailments.
"Guilty as charged." A brief silence, and Sherlock felt the journey of Jon's hands slow ever so slightly. "Do you want me to stop?" Sherlock shook his head, grateful that the towel surely covered the heat on his face.
"It's quite alright. For now anyway." Sherlock felt Jon's body relax, could feel the smile on his face as his fingers resumed their work.
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Was a small contribution, but I was largely feeling the word "Comfort" for these two 🤍 I also managed to finish up a sketch of Jon and Sherry from a while back (unrelated to the writing and shared in a separate post)!
Hope you enjoyed, and excited to see what everyone shares!
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spiteful-crow · 3 months ago
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𝐶𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑎 𝑖𝑠 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛 𝐼 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑.
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soleeryx · 1 month ago
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rose-madder-gaze · 1 year ago
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zetanebulaarts · 11 months ago
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Watson being sassy in the "Sherlock Holmes: The Awakened" remake
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