#persian slipper

[holmesoldfellow]

Sherlockian Relics Vol. 2 with "The Six Napoleon Busts, Irene Adler Picture Frame, Persian Slipper, Death of Sherlock Holmes framed note, and Gelder & Co shipping box"

[eirinstiva]

The Persian Slipper

After a conversation in Letters from Watson's server I'm having a crisis (?) now because the legendary persian slipper where canon!Sherlock stores his tobacco appears in many adaptations of ACD stories and I don't want to do the dishes am trying to remember where I saw it, for example in the movies starring Basil Rathbone as Sherlock:

In Granada series with Jeremy Brett as Sherlock:

In Sherlock (BBC) appears in some promotional photos:

and chapters like "The Hound of Baskerville" and "The Abominable Bride":

Even in some other media like Stark Trek: The Next Generation s02e03 "Elementary, Dear Data":

So knowing how much references to the canon and other adaptations Hikaru Miyoshi puts in the manga of Moriarty the Patriot/Yuukoku no Moriarty, I looked for it and found the slipper in chapter 7:

But when I look for it in the anime I can't find it in chapter 8 or in later chapters like A Scandal in the British Empire:

Will I watch again YnM just for a persian slipper? Maybe, because I don't want to the dishes yes

Will I watch more Sherlock Holmes's adaptations for a persian slipper? Yes, why not?

Will I do the dishes? I will after posting this.

[frnknstin]

// Victor has to do things a very specific way or else he will perish, for example, organization.

chemicals are never stored alphabetically, because some chemicals do not go together who start by the same letter because it will cause an actual explosion. they are usually stored by hazard class, however Victor goes even further seperating them within their hazard classes by property, creating almost mini prototype of a periodic table on each shelf/container, and then seperates that onto shelves/containers based on what work station he uses them most at, if not on the work station.

this is an extremely unpractical way to store chemicals because it takes up so much more space and it's literally unable to be used unless you know the property of every single chemical by heart along with where he often uses it, yet, he still uses it, because it makes the most sense to him and any other sort of organization is a deadly sin to even think of for him.

he also just leaves things wherever they make sense for him and where he uses them most, which would result in just piles of stuff around the house, making him an absolute nightmare of a roommate (so good he doesn't have one for his college day's (minus Clerval, but he puts up with Victor BS happily enough)). there are also tiny things, like cleaning up whatever he is done with using so he can put everything back in his weird orders (this results in the middle of a table/workspace having to be always completely clean and empty unless he is doing something on it, while the sides of the table/workspace piles up with stuff he uses there. to others it doesn't look like order or organization and that he just pushes stuff off to the side but... that's clean order to him).

that doesn't mean he's tidy however, his mess is just very organized to him and no one else. so if you try to use his laboratory, you'd actually lose it because it seems like a hurricane passed through. he can work in tidy spaces of "standard" organization, however if he ever found someone like him who keeps a fellow "organized mess", it would be a deadly combination because he would then be losing it over the mess and not being able to find anything.

if there is anything my Victor is, it's a hypocrite till he dies.

[contact-guy]

lol THIS ENDED UP BEING SO LONG but it's such a cute story opening that I had to draw Watson roasting Holmes's messiness for the newspaper and Holmes skillfully maneuvering his way out of having to do chores. It's all canon, even the indoor sharpshooting, except for the bit about the cold bath.

canon text under the cut:

An anomaly which often struck me in the character of my friend Sherlock Holmes was that, although in his methods of thought he was the neatest and most methodical of mankind, and although also he affected a certain quiet primness of dress, he was none the less in his personal habits one of the most untidy men that ever drove a fellow-lodger to distraction. Not that I am in the least conventional in that respect myself. The rough-and-tumble work in Afghanistan, coming on the top of a natural Bohemianism of disposition, has made me rather more lax than befits a medical man. But with me there is a limit, and when I find a man who keeps his cigars in the coal-scuttle, his tobacco in the toe end of a Persian slipper, and his unanswered correspondence transfixed by a jack-knife into the very centre of his wooden mantelpiece, then I begin to give myself virtuous airs. I have always held, too, that pistol practice should be distinctly an open-air pastime; and when Holmes, in one of his queer humors, would sit in an arm-chair with his hair-trigger and a hundred Boxer cartridges, and proceed to adorn the opposite wall with a patriotic V. R. done in bullet-pocks, I felt strongly that neither the atmosphere nor the appearance of our room was improved by it.

Our chambers were always full of chemicals and of criminal relics which had a way of wandering into unlikely positions, and of turning up in the butter-dish or in even less desirable places. But his papers were my great crux. He had a horror of destroying documents, especially those which were connected with his past cases, and yet it was only once in every year or two that he would muster energy to docket and arrange them; for, as I have mentioned somewhere in these incoherent memoirs, the outbursts of passionate energy when he performed the remarkable feats with which his name is associated were followed by reactions of lethargy during which he would lie about with his violin and his books, hardly moving save from the sofa to the table. Thus month after month his papers accumulated, until every corner of the room was stacked with bundles of manuscript which were on no account to be burned, and which could not be put away save by their owner. One winter’s night, as we sat together by the fire, I ventured to suggest to him that, as he had finished pasting extracts into his common-place book, he might employ the next two hours in making our room a little more habitable. He could not deny the justice of my request, so with a rather rueful face he went off to his bedroom, from which he returned presently pulling a large tin box behind him. This he placed in the middle of the floor and, squatting down upon a stool in front of it, he threw back the lid. I could see that it was already a third full of bundles of paper tied up with red tape into separate packages.

“There are cases enough here, Watson,” said he, looking at me with mischievous eyes. “I think that if you knew all that I had in this box you would ask me to pull some out instead of putting others in.”

“These are the records of your early work, then?” I asked. “I have often wished that I had notes of those cases.”

“Yes, my boy, these were all done prematurely before my biographer had come to glorify me.” He lifted bundle after bundle in a tender, caressing sort of way. “They are not all successes, Watson,” said he. “But there are some pretty little problems among them. Here’s the record of the Tarleton murders, and the case of Vamberry, the wine merchant, and the adventure of the old Russian woman, and the singular affair of the aluminium crutch, as well as a full account of Ricoletti of the club-foot, and his abominable wife. And here—ah, now, this really is something a little recherchè.”

He dived his arm down to the bottom of the chest, and brought up a small wooden box with a sliding lid, such as children’s toys are kept in. From within he produced a crumpled piece of paper, and old-fashioned brass key, a peg of wood with a ball of string attached to it, and three rusty old disks of metal.

“Well, my boy, what do you make of this lot?” he asked, smiling at my expression.

“It is a curious collection.”

“Very curious, and the story that hangs round it will strike you as being more curious still.”

“These relics have a history then?”

“So much so that they are history.”

“What do you mean by that?”

Sherlock Holmes picked them up one by one, and laid them along the edge of the table. Then he reseated himself in his chair and looked them over with a gleam of satisfaction in his eyes.

“These,” said he, “are all that I have left to remind me of the adventure of the Musgrave Ritual.”

I had heard him mention the case more than once, though I had never been able to gather the details. “I should be so glad,” said I, “if you would give me an account of it.”

“And leave the litter as it is?” he cried, mischievously. “Your tidiness won’t bear much strain after all, Watson. But I should be glad that you should add this case to your annals, for there are points in it which make it quite unique in the criminal records of this or, I believe, of any other country. A collection of my trifling achievements would certainly be incomplete which contained no account of this very singular business.

-The Memories of Sherlock Holmes: The Musgrave Ritual

[fruitviking]

Experiencing post-hiatus Holmes angst tonight.

He returns to London after three years. He was dead. London is London, but London is different. There are new buildings and empty buildings and shops that have changed. His brother is older. His Watson is older, and forever altered by grief. The Irregulars have grown up, and he doesn't know the names of the newest ones yet. Yarders look at him like he's a miracle, a ghost. His rooms are the same, his bedroom, but the clothes he left behind don't fit him now. None of his biographies and scrapbooks are up to date. He left some tobacco in the Persian slipper, and it's gone stale. The living room has a broken window for a while. Someone tried to kill him while the world still thought he was dead. Watson won't stop staring at him.

[outlawruben]

Modern AU headcannons

The Vandermatthews family edition

When John was a teenager he made slime and got it in Dutch’s expensive Persian rug he keeps in the office. (Dutch was LIVID.)

Hosea reads late into the night, which caused Dutch to buy one of those clip on reading lights so he can finally sleep peacefully.

Dutch and Hosea do embarrassing dances in the kitchen/living spaces when the kids are around. Arthur and John cringe hard at this.

John was introduced to Limp Bizkit and his life was forever changed.

Arthur: “GET OUT OF MY ROOM.”

John *In the doorway*: “IM NOT IN YOUR ROOM.”

Arthur: “dinner is ready.”

John: “OKAY.”

Arthur, louder: “OKAY!”

Arthur tans at the beach, John burns

Arthur has straight A’s, John has straight C’s

John will take a (monthly) shower and get the WHOLE floor wet

John’s favorite Christmas was when he got a bass guitar, and Arthur’s favorite was when he got his blue truck.

Arthur sits on Dutch/Hosea’s bed and just spills the tea to Hosea late into the evening (Dutch wants to get ready for bed soon)

Arthur is a PC player, and John is a console player

John has to go to the mall with Arthur when he wants to go alone because “John doesn’t socialize enough”

They both got to choose their bedroom colors, however, John wasn’t allowed to do THE DARKEST black in the store, so his room is a dark grey with a black accent wall. (Arthur’s room is blue)

Branching off of that, Arthur and John could decorate their rooms HOWEVER they wanted, there was no intervention from the dads

Hosea does the “Dad hand” during road trips when the boys have a snack he wants.

Hosea is the designated driver because Dutch has terrible road rage

They live on a pond, in fact Dutch and Hosea argued over it before buying the house, so much so that Hosea threatened a divorce because the ONLY thing he wants is a pond. Dutch folded, and Hosea fishes everyday.

Arthur loved Percy Jackson and John loved Warrior Cats.

Arthur is a cereal eater, and John is a pop-tart eater

The contrast between Arthur’s masterpieces vs John’s doodles are crazy. (They’re both proudly displayed on the front of the fridge no matter what) (yes this is based on their canonical journal entries, sue me)

John and Arthur took those embarrassing Macy’s photoshoots in the early 2000’s that are out on display for everyone to see in the future.

John has an INCREDIBLY embarrassing graduation photo from when he was in his emo phase in high school, and his dads refuse to remove it. (It’s placed next to Arthur’s gleaming grad photo)

Dutch has slippers he wears around the house, and Hosea just wears his socks.

John still doesn’t know how to swim in this AU, Hosea has tried to teach him, but John refuses to get in the water.

They have taxidermy in their house from when Hosea went hunting more often when he was younger.

Somehow Hosea and Dutch’s aesthetics work so well together.

Dutch is very much old money, and maximalist, and Hosea is definitely Vintage and Woodsy (It works together if you saw their house)

You would be convinced that John’s nails were naturally black and chipped from how much he painted them.

Hosea has a “Shop” in the garage like every dad has to have. (It’s full of fishing supplies, paint cans, and other tools ofc)

John’s room is very dark, messy, and covered in posters from every movie/Tv show/video game he’s ever seen/played. Also, making the bed? What’s that?

Arthur’s room is open and airy, with his own mountain murals painted on the walls, a full art desk, and he also doesn’t know what making the bed means.

[do-you-know-this-adhd-character]

Do you know this (noncanon) ADHD character?

SPECIFICALLY FROM THE ORIGINAL STORIES, NOT ANY ADAPTATIONS.

Evidence below the cut!

He has periods of depression when he has nothing to do, but during cases he becomes so absorbed that he refuses to eat and has actually made himself ill in the post-case crash. He uses cocaine when there are no cases because he says his brain must have stimulation, and the cocaine actually relaxes him--classic self-medication (ps don't use cocaine for ADHD babes). Watson gets on him all the time for how untidy he is, and he does impulsive things like shooting into the wall so he can examine the bullets. And when he's trying to think he makes a pile of pillows to sit in, or puts his feet up on the mantlepiece, or (most often) sits and scratches away idly at his violin (tho he makes up for it to Watson by playing real pieces afterwards). Oh, and he keeps his tobacco in a persian slipper above the fireplace!

[thehumantrampoline]

I'm BACK with another Sherlock Holmes filk! This one goes out to @contact-guy whose latest Watson's Sketchbook installment inspired me to finish this one that's been sitting in my drafts. I JUST GOT A LOT OF FEELINS ABOUT THE BOYS.

Lyrics under cut!

(Em Am, F Am) x2

dust that's been disturbed upon the bookshelf

Ash from someone smoking in the hall

Oh the devil and deduction’s in the details

and a master of the craft observes them all

A story can be writ in knots of neckties

and in mud upon the shoes as well as ink

but facts should never twist to fit your theories

No matter what the good inspector thinks

(G F, Em F) X2, Am F

I tell him that a mystery is like a book

It's all there if you can see the signs

And Scotland Yard may even make

a fool out of me yet

but they’ll have to learn to read between the lines

between the lines

Tobacco stored inside a Persian slipper

Papers in a heap upon the chair

A jackknife through the letters on the mantel

A cloud of black shag smoke upon the air

A pocketful of coppers for the urchins

A book of Petrarch's sonnets for the train

For a cold and logical deductive engine

Some might consider such behavior strange

I am told that I am quite the mystery

an enigma that few men can divine

My Boswell, in your quest to document me

You'll have to learn to read between the lines

Between the lines

Toast and coffee in the mornings before cases

playing violin for you before the fire

long train rides to far off investigations

glances longer than the moment should require

And I might tell you, Watson, I have never loved

Though you may make such judgements for yourself

By now you know the difference

tween what I say and what I mean

I wonder if your readers do as well

For I have learned a book is like a mystery

and the mysteries are changing with the times

Someday my dear doctor

the true story may be told

but til then they'll have to read between the lines

Between the lines

Between the lines…

[pepperpepperz]

herlock sholmes and the adventure of the gayass lodgers

[ID: a greyscale drawing of herlock sholmes and yujin mikotoba. sholmes' hands are visible, and he digs through the persian slipper on the mantel. the mirror on the mantel reflects holmes in his dressing gown looking at mikotoba with a soft expression on his face. mikotoba adjusts his cufflinks, looking tired. the room behind them is also fully rendered. /End ID.]

[benjamindewey]

I love the Granada Sherlock Holmes series so I made these tribute posters that feature numerous (highly accurate) details from the series itself and the stories it is based on. Look for, amongst other things, the blue carbuncle, the Persian slipper, a photo of Irene Adler, Holmes' violin, Toby from "The Sign of the Four" and much, much more! Available in my Etsy shop now in limited quantities!

[gatabella]

Paulette Goddard by Lusha Nelson in Persian gold lamé, rust bolero and cap, flat lamé slippers; Bergdorf Goodman, US Vogue, Nov. 1937

[itstokkii]

finally, some aph uzb headcanons

i realize i've done some korea, amekor, and turkuzbek hcs but i've never actually done one of my blorbo uzbekistan. so thats changing right now

- she's of average uzbek woman height(167cm) and her hair is that shade of brown that looks almost black, but when the sunlight hits just right it looks like a faint shade of auburn. you know, that kind of hair shade.

- her name is "nargiza" which translates to "narcissus flower" or "daffodil." her close friends and family(and turkey too ig 🙄) call her nargiz for short.

- her hobbies are embroidery and quiltmaking with tajikistan, trying out new desserts to bake, reading, gossiping, piano playing and knitting(she picked up both from russia), drinking hot black tea in even hotter weather(she's a tea elitist and Will Not Consider iced tea to be part of the tea category)

- best cook. she's the best cook out of the central asians and they always try to have her cook dinner("it just hits different when you cook food for us apa")

- she has a resting scary/angry face. she looks like she's about to kill someone. but when you ask her a question she'll immediately smile and won't hesitate to help you in whatever way she can.

- has the best relationship with kazakhstan and tajikistan. though sometimes she has a habit of babying kazakhstan as an older sister. old habits from the uzbek khanate die hard i guess...

- has a weird relationship with uyghurstan, and they have a few very awkward phone calls per year. if you heard the minutes of silence sandwiched in between their conversations you'd experience second hand embarrassment.

- her relations with iran are interesting. she adopted persian as the official and court language of the bukharan khanate. but she's also tried to take parts of iran's land a few times. for a while iran even exerted control over the bukharan khanate for a few years by persian ruler nader shah until he died. there's been a lot of cultural exchange from iran to uzbekistan historically, and uzbekistan is also considered a part of the greater iran region(maybe i should give her the ahoge...). nowruz, for example, is a holiday that came from persia and is celebrated in the central asian countries, especially tajikistan and uzbekistan.

- she...doesn't like russia. not at all. it's one of the few things she and kyrgyzstan both agree on, and they've both fantasized about throwing themselves at him like rabid dogs for a while(kyrgyzstan was more serious about it, and uzbekistan had to stop him) but after her independence she had to suck up to him due to her economic reliance on him. recently, though, she's been moving away from russia in favor of spotting economic opportunities within uzbekistan that will help with self-growth(and also reaching out to turkey and china for mutual trading)

- she's not the most developed nation out there, but is still very prissy about her overall appearance. she knows how to clean up. don't even get me started on the things she wears to weddings. she isn't worried about competition because she IS the competition.

- at home, she'll wear the usual stuff you'd see an uzbek mom wear, a matching dress and pants cut from atlas fabric. she'll have a small scarf wrapped around her hair to pull it back, and has her hair up in a ponytail, bun, or braids.

- when she's out, she wears perfectly coordinated outfits every single time, hair and makeup perfectly done.

- dont be fooled though. she Will wear the definitely fake chanel sweaters and slippers with pride.

- she fake smiles a lot and tries to stop her habit of having a resting scary face. even though that's her default, she's gotten a lot of flack from old ladies throughout the centuries for it.

- generally, she's not a super expressive, bubbly person(that's her sister tajikistan). she's fine with small talk(and DEFINITELY gossiping) but depending on who it is and whether they're in her social circle or not, she'll either enjoy it or hate every agonizing second of it. When you ask about her house though, she'll tell you everything with a certain sparkle in her eyes.

- if you want her to go through all 44 feelings at once and watch her freak out and overheat like an old gaming PC just bring up turkey i guess

- to get into her social circle takes a lot of time and a lot of waiting for her to open up and talk about personal things. Think maybe...20 years at the very least.

- leading into the other headcanon of her being a little insecure. throughout the years, the uber-collectivist society of uzbekistan caused her to become more and more hyperaware of her actions and how others will think about them. the one exception is that she can't hide her disappointment.

- her predecessors are the khwarazmian empire and timurid empire. she barely knew the khwarazmian empire as uzbekistan was born as one of the few tribes to emerge after khwarazmi was engulfed by the mongols.

- she was old enough to remember timurid, however. he was like her older brother, albeit one with...skewed moral values. he'd always insist that this was all to rekindle the empire that the great genghis khan left behind, and to spread islam as a religion.

"besides," he'd add, "isn't samarqand looking absolutely beautiful lately?"

"yes, because you kidnapped the best artisans and craftsmen after looting their cities." she deadpanned.

- she was quite surprised(and impressed, by a sliver) when her brother managed to successfully siege ankara and cause a civil war in the ottoman empire. she knew timurid was growing, but she had no idea he got this strong. it almost didn't seem surprising when he announced his plans to go after china, before he died(and then respawned as the mughal empire, but that's another story.)

- "russia when i catch you russia" - uzbekistan since the 1870s

- she has a house in tashkent and bukhara, but mostly lives in tashkent now that it's the capital. since she's literally the center of central asia and borders everyone including afghanistan, they all stay at her house when traveling(turkey is stuck at a hotel whenever he visits tho...)

- her spice tolerance? dont even ask. its not there. completely gone. give her a little heinz chili sauce and she's scrambling to find water.

- once korea took her out on a date to a korean restaurant. one bite of the kimchi and it was over for her

- if you ever come over to her house, she'll spoil you with food and gifts. there will be a drama series playing on her tv as you two chat for hours. when you leave expect it to be about 8 hours after you arrived and for the walk home to be extremely heavy as she gives you 3 bags full of gifts and dried fruits and desserts.

[ofbakerst]

An anomaly which often struck me in the character of my friend Sherlock Holmes was that, although in his methods of thought he was the neatest and most methodical of mankind, and although he also affected a certain quiet primness of dress, he was none the less in his personal habits one of the most untidy men that ever drove a fellow lodger to distraction.

Not that I am in the least conventional in that respect myself.... But with me there is a limit, and when I find a man who keeps his cigars in the coal-scuttle, his tobacco in the toe end of a Persian slipper, and his unanswered correspondence transfixed by a jack-knife into the very center of his wooden mantelpiece, then I begin to give myself virtuous airs.

I have always held, too, that pistol practice should be distinctly an open-air pastime; and when Holmes, in one of his queer humours, would sit in an armchair with his hair-trigger and a hundred Boxer cartridges and proceed to adorn the opposite wall with a patriotic V.R. done in bullet-pocks, I felt strongly that neither the atmosphere nor the appearance of our room was improved by it.

Our chambers were always full of chemicals and of criminal relics which had a way of wandering into unlikely positions, and of turning up in the butter-dish or in even less desirable places. But his papers were my great crux....

[skyriderwednesday]

The "How did Holmes get hold of ONE Persian slipper????" speculation in the Sherlockian theorist community is so funny to me, because while everyone seems to have a pet 'slipper theory', almost none of them seem to consider what I think is obvious -- that Holmes didn't originally acquire one slipper, he had two slippers, but something happened to the other one and now he keeps his tobacco in the one he's got left.

You know, as you do.

[swamp-adder]

As the late James Keddie, Sr., wrote in "Gasogene, Coal Box, Persian Slipper": "In Edinburgh the coal box was an ornament, and in it were stored such details of fireside comfort as slippers, unread magazines, and so forth. Why not cigars?" Scottish Sir James M. Barrie, in fact, kept both his cigars and his telephone in his coal scuttle.

- The Annotated Sherlock Holmes (Baring-Gould)

TIL that ACD was making fun of James Barrie when he mentioned Holmes keeping his cigars in the coal scuttle as an example of what an untidy weirdo he is.

[project-sekai-facts]

any chance you happen to have a list of flowers in everyones 1st year birthday cards?

i just got these off the wiki so apologies if any of this is wrong

Virtual Singer

Miku: sunflowers, gentians, hibiscus, chinese milk-vetch (on her dress)

Rin & Len: pansies, lady slipper orchid (on blazer)

Luka: grape hyacinth, sagebrush buttercups, society garlic flowers

MEIKO: egyptian star cluster, moss roses

KAITO: hyacinths, snowflake flowers

Leo/need

Ichika: geraniums, creeping zinnias (also some small flowers I couldn't identify)

Saki: dogwood flowers, white clovers

Honami: gerberas, chocolate cosmos, multiflora rose

Shiho: magnolias, violets (on her accessories)

MORE MORE JUMP!

Minori: daisy fleabanes, scotch broom, blue milkweed

Haruka: yellow cosmos, spider flowers

Airi: star jasmines

Shizuku: strawberry begonias, blossoms (the wiki said this was firethorn but imo it looks closer to some sort of blossom. the leaves aren't the right shape)

Vivid BAD SQUAD

Kohane: persian buttercup/ranunculus, iceland poppies

An: larkspur, tickseed

Akito: elatior begonias, lemon flowers

Toya: persian buttercup/ranunculus, yuzu flower (on blazer), pansies, wisteria (in the background)

WonderlandsxShowtime

Tsukasa: yellow tulips, persian violets, peonies

Emu: sea asters, skunkvine, chrysanthemum (ogiku style)

Nene: bougainvilleas/paperflowers, sunflowers, prairie gentians

Rui: common vervains/verbena, astrantia/great masterwort, hypericum erectum (a type of St John's Wort native to Japan, China and Korea. It doesn't have a common name)

25-ji, Nightcord de.

Kanade: crocuses, winter daphne

Mafuyu: cape marguerite, japanese rowan flowers, and i believe plumeria rubra

Ena: mountain laurels, baby blue eyes

Mizuki: bottle gourd flower, st john's wort, garden balsams. i'm not sure what the flower in their hair is, possibly some sort of lily?

the flowers are mostly the same on the second set of cards, though some are changed (notably Len who now has different flowers to Rin), and a few others gain or lose a flower or two. Tsukasa has fuchsias, An has paperflowers, airi i think has blossom and ena i think has yellow lupins now and that's as far as my flower knowledge goes.