#the holmes doctor

[sunnynabons]

Man also RIP Sir Arthur Conan Doyle you would've loved House MD

[holmesoldfellow]

Sherlock Holmes Christmas card by Olivia Moy ( @luckychinacat ) (2019)

[lexie-squirrel]

A Study in Scarlet illustration by Полина Граф (2024)

[el-on-mars]

retirement days

[221beeeeeee]

If Moffat would have put me in the writers’ room…

I’m making John an ER doctor. Probably after Reichenbach.

You’re telling me the combat-trained army doctor isn’t throwing himself into trauma and emergency medicine after losing Sherlock? You’re telling me this man, who treated blast injuries in the field, performed chest tubes in a tent, and sutured wounds under fire, isn’t going to thrive in a place where patients are crashing every hour?

John is devastated. His best friend is gone. His partner. Does he even know what Sherlock was to him?

He copes the only way he knows how. Intubations. Central lines. Running traumas back to back.

He zones out and loses himself in the chaos of the ER. No thinking. No grief. Just the next patient. GSW to the abdomen. RTA rolling in. Code blue in the ICU.

Maybe he takes an attending position at St. Bart’s. Maybe he likes the familiarity of the halls. Maybe he passes the spot where Sherlock fell to his death every day and tells himself it doesn’t matter. Maybe if he saves enough people, he’ll feel something again.

At first, he struggles. The equipment is too much. Too many resources. In the war, he had pressure dressings, ketamine, and luck. Now he has thoracotomies, ECMO, a whole trauma team. It feels excessive. It feels wrong. But he adapts.

Soon, he is the one barking orders. 16-gauge IVs in both arms. 1:1:1 transfusion. Push Epi. Get me a thoracotomy tray. His hands don’t shake. His leg doesn’t hurt. He works fast. He doesn’t go home. He picks up extra shifts. He’s always there.

Sherlock was the genius in the morgue. John is the one keeping people out of it.

Anyways I’m still mourning the bbc Sherlock we could have had.

[luzdoesart]

okay, so basically, i remembered that tumblr is famous for its love of sherlock holmes. and guess what i just happen to love so much (two drawings in one!)

right, so this isnt BBC sherlock, this is Sherlock&Co, my favourite podcast of all time. S&Co is a fictional true crime podcast in which you follow Dr John Watson, Sherlock Holmes, their dog Archie and this iterations version of Mrs Hudson, Mariana Ametxazurra. Genuinely one of the funniest and most bizarre pieces of media I have ever and will ever know.

If you decide to get into it: you are not ready for the emotional rollercoaster some of these cases are

If you are already into it: hmu! ive only really had @mala--draws to talk to about them and id love some new input on these silly guys :D

[occupy-gallifrey]

oh look how diligently he's taking his notes--

NOT HIM DOODLING HIS BEAU WHILE ON A STAKEOUT

[noonewilleverknowistealkneecaps]

Here is another portion of that goofy victorian interaction

Can you tell im really enjoying their nose dynamic(💞)

Tbh the Legend of Baskerville theme from this series is a total banger, and considered a love theme (by me). Go listen to it on youtube now!(minute 25:55)

Having a lot of thoughts on the Baskerville episodes from this series being the most mysterious and entertaining (to me), especially as a kid, due to the soundtracks, almost complete absence of Sherlock, sudden change of setting to the countryside, etc., etc.

The last time i rewatched it though, they just appeared to me too long, but its probably because i was busy drawing throughout the sequence. I have to re-check sometime soon.

[mouse-of-mischief]

Since Watson is canonically an unreliable narrator, anything could have plausibly happened behind the closed doors of 221B. He doesn't tell us readers everything. Any sort of twist could have happened during a case that he couldn't write for the public... Like all those times he kissed Sherlock Holmes.

[always-too-many-daisies]

07x01 The Three Gables

There is so many great things in those scenes, it was really hard to sum it up in a few gifs. This little hand of Holmes at the beginning, he's abrupt reaction to Mrs Hudson's words, covering her in his blanket, entering the estate with agitation, his little smile when he heard that Watson had his breakfast - because it means his husband is well, right? Don't get me started on "Physician, heal thyself" and the pat on the arm, it cracks me up so much. Holmes is absolutely feeling for his partner in need but he doesn't really know how to behave.

[johnlockbbc]

Felt the need to point out that kurzgesagt made Holmes and Watson gay

[gentleman-detective]

Absolutely love it when fics have Holmes trying to play off an injury as less serious than it actually is, but let's be real - that man is dramatic. If he was a dog, he'd be the type to fake a paw injury for extra treats and attention but forget which foot he used.

[lexie-squirrel]

A Study in Scarlet illustration by Полина Граф (2024)

[allallestodo]

THE ADVENTURES OF SHERLOCK HOLMES

2.01 The Copper Beeches

[jonk-md]

parentlock send post

[doriana-gray-games]

can we get a snippet of Dr Watson taking care of Sherlock? :>

“You were foolish—“

“Calculating—“

“Foolish!”

“I miscalculated,” you correct. “Or missed some variable. Being wrong, in some small way, is not the same as foolish. Truly Watson, to think you so against learning, improving oneself by accepting failures—“

“YOU BROKE YOUR TOES!”

“Just the one toe…”

“The important one.”

“I don’t discriminate on such things.”

Watson pushes you down to remain on the bed. “I need to bind it. How’s your pain?”

“Tolerable. Unless…”

“No—“

“Then do not ask.”

Your good doctor had kept you in bed, elevated foot and everything for far too long now. It had been nearly an hour.

There’s tea on your cupboard. Extra sugars. And the very best biscuits, the one Watson hoards for the longest of days.

“Watson?”

They hum a soft sound, an acknowledgment, as they bind your broken appendage with steady and careful hands.

“If I am forced to endure monotony, I shall demand you do it with me.”

Watson looks at you, over those steady shoulders. A small smile across their lips. “I shall remain by your side. For as long as… as you need me, Sherlock. I can promise you that.”