#rosamund watson

[atomikats]

breaking: worst guy you know is reading up on infant developmental stages just to piss you off

[snadwich-underscore]

"Rosamund, dear. It's storming out. We can't go to the park."

[sillygirlsmindpalace]

Day 11 : Ribbons 🎀

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The Secret Ribbon Code

Finding oddities at 221B, Baker Street wasn't something new - Sherlock's bizarre scientific apparatus and horrifying specimens, John's scattered medical journals, Mrs Hudson's occasional baked delights left on the table, or even the toys Rosie sometimes left in the fridge.

"The dinosaurs will vanish again if they don't find a good home", Rosie had once protested when John insisted on keeping them back in her toy box.

Today, as the duo returned to the flat after a long and tiring case, Sherlock found something new.

A red ribbon tied neatly to the doorknob of his bedroom.

Pausing, Sherlock tilted his head, examining the knot. Simple yet clean, practical and perfect. Rosie's work, undoubtedly. He untied it carefully, carrying the ribbon into the living room.

Rosie was sitting cross legged on the floor with a box of ribbons in every colour imaginable. Upon sensing Sherlock coming, she turned to look, her face lighting up.

"You found the first one!"

"First one of what exactly?", Sherlock inquired, holding the ribbon high up in the air.

Rosie grinned, "Oh! That's my secret ribbon code! Red means that you have to come and talk to me."

Sherlock raised an eyebrow, intrigued.

"And what about the other colours?"

Rosie scratched her chin. "I haven't really decided but wait. Blue means you're very busy with your work and I shouldn't bother you. Yellow means it's snack time and green means it's time to play deductions!"

"Hmm, interesting", Sherlock mumbled, sitting down beside her. "But, do tell me, what happens if I forget them?"

"Sherlock, you better store this in your hard drive", John stated softly without taking his eyes off the telly.

Rosie giggled. The idea of him forgetting such a simple code seemed preposterous. "You're the smartest person in this world, Sherlock".

Sherlock allowed himself a smile, a rare one.

"Flattery will get you anywhere, my dear Watson".

From that day onwards, the ribbon code became their private language. Sherlock would find green ribbons tied to his violin or the Cluedo Board, yellow ribbons around his mugs, and even a blue ribbon tied neatly around his microscope when he was deeply absorbed in one of his experiments.

But his favourite moment came on one evening when Mrs. Hudson invited everyone to dinner.

Rosie, with her tiny legs sprinted across the room to tie pink ribbons on everyone's wrists.

"Uncle Greg, here's one for you! Aunt Molly, you should get one!", she squealed as she went on with her mission.

"Oh thanks sweetie!", Molly watched Rosie knit her eyebrows as she secured the knot into place.

"What does this mean?", John asked.

"Pink means that I love Uncle Greg and Aunt Molly. Mrs Hudson too, but she won't let me tie one now. She says the flour will make it dirty. I have one for Uncle Mycroft, but he isn't here today", she pouted.

Rosie ran to her box and fished out two gold ribbons. She tied one around John and hopped towards Sherlock's chair, who extended his wrist at once.

John couldn't help but smile at the sight infront of him. Rosie stuck out her tongue in utmost concentration while finishing off her knot neatly.

"That's something new", Sherlock asked softly.

Rosie beamed up at him. "Yes, gold also means that I love you, but it's different from the others. You and Daddy are my best friends. We're best friends forever, aren't we?"

For a moment, Sherlock was silent. John could feel himself tear up. Then, with a rare gentleness, he picked Rosie up and made her sit on his lap. Rosie wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Thank you, little lady. I'll make sure to remember that one", he smiled and planted a kiss on her cheek.

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Writing a story after a long, long, long time.

@helloliriels @hesagoodone @a-victorian-girl @aziraphalianfangirl @holmesianlove @totallysilvergirl @ghostofnuggetspast please give me your feedback 🤗

Thanks to @notjustamumj for the prompts 🩷

[charlie-novakk]

dear Johnlockians,

I've just posted the last chapter of one of my Johnlock fics that I've been translating. it's angsty, and it's quite heavy, a parentlock, but also an addiction study, a thriller/mystery but a family drama - and it's also sort of decently written (they say...), and I poured my heart and soul into it.

I would be honoured if you checked it out/reblogged <3

[buckingham-ashtray]

someday rosamund would ask sherlock why does he never call her by her first name and he would not be able to answer.

[tjlc-hellven]

Johnny! There is no baby!

[demonicangeling]

FTH2023 for @chriscalledmesweetie

Digital art using Procreate. Please do not reupload.

Breaking my radio silence barely before the year end! Here's my FTH23 artwork for @chriscalledmesweetie based on their adorable fic, The Defenestration of Rosie Watson-Holmes (do check it out if you haven't read it! You're in for a sweet treat <3)

Why exactly is our little bumblebee being held out a window? (And by our hopefully not-too-menacing consulting detective?) Why is Mrs. Hudson smiling while looking on? No injured infants or volatile geniuses in this fluffy domestic fic!

(An earlier version did mistakenly use 221b wallpaper, which would have made for a very different kind of genre...)

Thanks very much to chriscalledmesweetie for bidding, and a huge round of cheers and thanks to all FTH creators and bidders this year! It's been a blast wrapping up the holidays and catching up on all the new posts and art.

Tagging (gosh it's been too long...): @jobooksncoffee @totallysilvergirl @calaisreno @helloliriels

[pigeon-tracks]

We had mollusks

Now I raise you

Nudibranches

[ceo-of-raccoon-toby]

Man, I might be a little obsessed with drawing this little babie 🥺 I love her so much though LOOK AT HER LITTLE MARY JANES

Also pray for my art style, yall. Nothing's wrong with it, it's just inconsistent lmao.

[tsyvia48]

I’m excited about this new Johnlock fic from my sister and beta reader @unic0rnsandmurder !

[mytranssnakes]

i need a fic of teen rosie bringing home a girlfriend and john being confused, totally not getting that its a girlfriend and not just a friend. and sherlock noticing immediately and giving her the dad talk, yknow the "if you hurt her-" one.

[slightly-brazilian]

Vocês já leram 'YOLO - Só se vive uma vez'? Minha mais recente fanfic de Sherlock está concluída e disponível gratuitamente no Wattpad! Uma história com mistério, drama e momentos cotidianos do 221B na Baker Street.

Acessem:

Sinopse: Dr. Watson disse certa vez que normal e bem são termos relativos quando se trata dos Holmes, e o mesmo parece valer para quem frequenta o 221B da Rua Baker. Rosie iniciou a vida escolar, ainda contando com sua babá, Audrey, que conseguiu um lugar permanente para viver além de amizades incondicionais e Molly está se divertindo com o comportamento atípico de seu amigo, estranhamente obcecado em estudá-la. Apesar das aparências, o cotidiano de quem convive com um detetive consultor, o único do mundo, está longe de ser trivial, pois o perigo está sempre à espreita. Se estiver procurando mistério, drama e algumas doses de romance, acabou de encontrar. De caça ao tesouro a um encontro de casais numa casa noturna com direito àquela primeira vez inesquecível, essa história traz o melhor e o mais intenso que se pode experimentar na companhia de Sherlock Holmes e John Watson.

[snadwich-underscore]

Ay canwe get some mystrade in here

Lestrade: "You've never seen Paddington 2??"

*Rosie fell asleep within the first 10 minutes

*Mycroft being a sobbing mess afterwards and Lestrade comforting him

[sillygirlsmindpalace]

I imagine little Rosie going, "I want princess hairstyles too!" because all her friends wear them at school so Sherlock immediately goes on YouTube for hairstyle tutorials and tries them out on her.

[charlie-novakk]

hullo!

so, i'm translating another one of my old fics. in this one, John's a doctor and Sherlock is (mostly) a stay-at-home parent. i would be honoured if you checked it out! <3

John's POV.

summary:

The future awaiting John and Sherlock turns out not quite as Mary Watson had foretold, because raising a growing child in a cramped flat while pursuing a job that’s both unstable and high-risk is difficult indeed.

They still live together – but both must make compromises.

[fluffishere]

she doesn't know about the twin towers