THE BLUE CARBUNCLE part 4 - part 1 - part 2 - part 3 - the end of this chapter. I was extremely grateful to be able to throw myself into drawing today, and I rushed to get it done because I know many of us are having a shitty time right now. I hope this can bring a little comfort or distraction. Watch out for each other and yourselves, my friends, and don't let them steal your joy.
The Blanched Soldier is next if you'd like to read along. This is in the Watson's Sketchbook series!
tiny bonus sketches below:
partners...in crime!
song: hand in glove - the smiths
tfw youβre doing some spying and forget that personal space is a thing and that your colleague is head over heels in love with you.
Posting a WIP to show my s2 Jon.
I think in s1 he straightens his hair and is usually clean shaven (maybe a little stubble after late nights). That shit goes out the window in s2 lol
For details and warnings, follow the links to AO3, it's included in tags there.
The Absolute Truth of the Matter
On the way to Rosenlaui, Holmes falls behind to face Moriarty alone. When it is instead Watson who encounters the Professor at the Reichenbach Falls, events take an unexpected turn.
Or: Watson does a few ridiculously courageous things and there is a crack in Holmes's lens.
The Case of the Lost Cat
Annie hesitated, nervously turning the apple in her hands, lowering her gaze. βI must tell you first,β she mumbled, βthat I canβt pay your fee, Mr Holmes, b-but I can help in the garden, or ββ βOh, but lost animal cases are always free of charge,β Holmes said casually, folding the newspaper and throwing it onto the floor next to his armchair. He is, as I have often stated, really a rather brilliant man.
After the Great War, Holmes and Watson are living a quiet life somewhere in Sussex. The days of great detective work lie in the past, but when a distressed young client asks them for help with finding her lost cat, Holmes and Watson have to solve a case that might turn out to be just beyond their limits.
Flowery Prose
Holmes rarely read to me, and never like this.
The Return of Dr Watson
I think of myself as a practical woman. I am proud to say that I have always been able to manage my household in the most efficient manner, purchasing only what is of good quality without requiring any unnecessary expenses. I have one possession, however, that is an exception to that rule. This is the story of how not only one but two of my tenants returned to Baker Street, and how I came to own one of Londonβs finest tea services as a result.
Mr Holmes returns. Dr Watson leaves. Mrs Hudson realises that Londonβs greatest detective might require a little assistance with winning the good doctor back.
The Adventures of the Amorous Amateur
Five times Sherlock Holmes is bad in bed and one time Watson is too.
The Heart's Desire
In which Watson learns how to make love to Sherlock Holmes.
The Adventure of the Lost Footing
βYou have been in this particular mood for months,β Holmes stated. βYou are in pain, but worse than that, you feel useless. You would clearly be more comfortable β and productive β away from London. Therefore, it seems a permanent relocation is in order.β
When Watson is no longer able to keep step with Sherlock Holmes, he expects to be left behind. As it turns out, Holmes has already devised a plan.
Of Seeing London Again
I had dreamed of London day and night, and now I had returned, but I was not home yet. It would not be until Moran was caught and I could finally reveal myself to my old friend Watson that I would be able to find a modicum of peace.
A Kinder Heart
βHolmes?β The pipe clattered to the floor and there was tobacco scattered all around it, but it passed like a flash before my eyes because I had spun around to face whoever had entered the room. It was Watson, of course.
The Return
βWatson, will you keep this?β I extended my hand and offered the cigarette case.
From the Flowers
Holmes loves flowers. Watson loves Holmes. Mrs Hudson loves to meddle.
@cactisays Thinking about how you were one math class ahead of me for like all of elementary school.
i had a dream that time travel was invented and too many people choose to travel back in time to save the titanic from sinking (the question of whether unsinking of the titanic deserved so much attention in the face of human history was the subject of both heavy academic and online discourse), which caused a rift in the space-time-continuum that led to the titanic showing up indiscriminately all over the worldβs oceans and sea in various states of sinking.
this caused a lot of issues both in terms of fixing said space-time-continuum and in terms of nautical navigation, and after a long and heavy battle in the international maritime organization it was decided that the bureaucratic burden of dealing with this was to be upon Ireland, much to their dismay. the Irish Government then released an app for all sailors and seafarers so they could report titanic sightings during their journeys, even though they heavily dissuaded you from reporting them given the paperwork it caused.
anyway i woke up with a clear image of the app in my head and needed to recreate it for all of you:
fall in love with your shorter boss immediately
valentine's maproject part for westcoastwulf on youtube!
im not really sure what im gonna post here probly just random art and stuffs
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