#holmes parents

[inexpressiblybeatiful]

Ok guys. I need to ask you a question before 2024 comes.

So, the thing is that in TFP they found the remnants of Sherlock's childhood bestfriend. I just wonder what they did with them. Did they leave it in the well or did they leave it to Mrs Holmes to bring his bones to his parents or other relatives alive who'd care? I do think they'd be still pretty mad at the Holmeses. Like Mrs Holmes would just appear at their doorstep and be like: Sorry. I'm a bit late (30+years to be exact) not to mention the murder ofc. And if the relatives decided to give Victor a proper burial do you believe Sherlock would come?

What do you think? 🤔

[once-in-a-blue-moon-rising]

Fix It

Rated M, 5178 words

His mother raised one, perfectly plucked eyebrow in his direction, and Sherlock, with the very same opalescent eyes, allowed Mycroft a brief moment of contact. He was doleful and pathetic, a skinny, jet-black cat dropped into a river.

Mycroft tilted his head infinitesimally to the left, and gave a small smile.

In his chest, some string, pulled taut, snapped.

...or, a Holmes family Christmas plagued by addiction and brotherly discord.

[littlelightfish]

He just goes. Nobody could possibly not like something this tasty!

And then its Holm the one hat recieves it. I love how he says this and he inmediatly goes to share it with him.

Holm doesn't eat the meat. He pretends to be sharing it with Kuro but he's not eating the fish. He'll eat the cookies instead. Such a nice boy he <3.

[holmesoldfellow]

Sherlock Holmes bear by Gabrielle Designs (1987)

[meandhisjohn]

Sherlock's journal:

John's speaking on a medical conference and staying with my parents.

They spoil him rotten, and of course, he likes it.

It's insufferable!

I miss him...

[bsdtual]

It's so funny how a whole fandom look at this image and think "boyfriends"

[ogsherlockholmes]

Mary Morstan reading The Sign of the Four and seeing the passages where Watson was professing her love to her despite the fact that her version of it was watching Holmes and Watson gaze into each other’s eyes lovingly and sneak off on their own then living together again afterwards and having very little contact with her again, connecting the dots and realising she was a plot device.

[topsyturvy-turtely]

turtely's OTP challenge

read day 24 "Spikey Like a Rose" on ao3!

prompt: dealing with children

summary: My name is Rosie Watson and I am five years old. Today I got into trouble.

Gen, 593 words, Parenlock. Sherlock is a Good Parent. POV Rosie.

this. but 4 years later:

or read it on tumblr! TRIGGER WARNING: BULLYING

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Hello! My name is Rosie and I am five years old. Actually, my name is Rosamund Watson. But Daddy and Papa call me Rosie. They like it. Papa sometimes says 'Little Watson' or 'Flower', because Rosie sounds a bit like a rose. I like that. Roses are pretty. They also have spikes. I can be spikey too! Like when Peter from kindergarten was mean to me today. He said it is 'freaky' to have two daddies and no mummy. But I told him, "I do have a mummy. But I don't know her because she is dead." And also I told him, "And also, having two daddies is always better than having just one!" Then I hit him.

Now I am in trouble because Papa sits on the other side of the table and looks at me all serious. He says, "I understand you were angry and hurt, when Peter said our family was 'freaky'. But hurting people is never a way to solve your problems. Do you understand?" Papa looks at me with his serious eyes. I look at his curls - they bounce funnily when you put your hands in them. I wish Papa stopped being mad at me, and let me put my hands in his hair again. I look away, I don't wanna look at Papa when he is angry. My eyes start to hurt.

"I am not mad at you, Watson." I listen up again. Papa is not mad? "But I want you to understand that instead of hurting, talking about your thoughts or your problem, is the best way to deal with your feelings. Do you understand that?"

I start to cry, "I understand, Papa."

"Oh, Flower. Come here!" I climb into Papa's lap. "Why are you crying? Do you want to tell me?"

"I am just- just glad, you aren't mad at me. I am sorry I hit Peter!"

"I am not mad at you, Rosie. You just need to learn these things and that's okay. Daddy and I need to learn to talk about our feelings, thoughts and problems, too. Without hurting each other. It took us a while and some help to figure that out, too. Life is a lesson. You never stop learning."

"Like learning to read and write and count in school?"

Papa laughs. "That is important too, but there is much more to learn. About feelings and many other topics."

I think about that for a bit. Then, I nod. "I think I get it, Papa."

"Good. Oh, I wanted to say that I like what you told Peter today, though. You stood up for yourself and your family. That is important and I am proud of you. When you do that it is called 'loyal'. You're just like your father - he is a very loyal man, too."

I think again. I like being like Daddy. He is strong and smart and funny. And he loves Papa and me a lot. I nod, "Alright." Then I hug Papa. I put my hands in his hair and let it bounce. "Can we go pick up Daddy now?"

Papa laughs again. "Not quite yet. Do you wanna go to the park in the meantime?"

I jump up. "YES!" I yell and run as fast as I can to get my backpack and put some snacks inside, because I really don't like being hungry.

When I have it, I run back. But Papa hasn't moved at all! So, I ask, "Why aren't you ready yet? Come on, let's go!"

Papa laughs, then - finally - gets ready.

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kudos & comments on AO3 are highly appreciated!

tags under the cut :)

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[duusheen]

With only a thousand Simoleons in their pockets and a lot of hope, Jay and Miracle boarded the early morning bus that would, hopefully, take them to their new future. Perhaps there they would find real happiness 💞

[buckingham-ashtray]

hello.

romantic relationships in bbc sherlock are all miserable fucking failures except for sherlock's parents. just saying.

goodbye.

[dragoneyes618]

Mina's last name was Murray.

In the very beginning of A Study in Scarlet, Watson mentions an orderly named Murray who saved his life.

I saw a post somewhere suggesting that Murray was Mina's father. I really like that idea. I would want to write a fic about it, only I have no idea what it would be about. All I can think of is Murray dying of his injuries, and asking Watson to make sure whatever money he has goes to his daughter, so Watson arranges it that Mina gets sent to school so she'll be taken care of and can later provide for herself, with whatever she inherited from her father paying for her tuition (and Sherlock Holmes generously donating a few years later when Watson mentioned how the daughter of his old friend didn't have enough left of her inheritance to complete her schooling).

[i-dont-talk-for-days-on-end]

Petition to take Holmes to the countryside so he can relax and complain about being bored for the memes and rest and look at bees

[wintergrofyuri]

awful fwb rarepair posting sorry but like. kabru's party unwinding in a tavern. kuro goes to bed early but mickbell stays. an hour passes. kabru realizes mick and holm have not returned to the bar. he turns around. they're at a table for some reason. rin notices him looking at something. she turns around to look. holm is toying with mickbell's ears. mickbell is letting him. their chairs are Way too close together. holm's other hand is out of sight, under the table. kabru and rin turn back around. they look at each other, a mutual understanding in their eyes. if they don't look at it, its not happening.

at least now when holm judges kabru for being obsessed with laios he can just go "you are fucking mickbell" and end the conversation.

[holmesoldfellow]

Dog Detective Costume by Pupsurewin on Etsy

[crazydaymycrazyway]

During a dinner at a nobles gathering

Sherlock, 6 years old: Mycy, how much of this meatball is meat?

Mycroft, 13 years old: Mostly 90%

Sherlock: So it's 10% balls?

Mycroft:

Mr. Holmes:

Mrs. Holmes : *spits out food laughing*

[blooms-in-april]

I continue to be fond of the idea of Mycroft having an extremely cute, happy, fat baby. And of course Mr. Iceman himself just melts around his loveable ball of butter. Sherlock tries to make Fatcroft comments but Mycroft shuts that down quick (he gets nicotine patches taxed sky-high until Sherlock apologizes to his nibling.)