[prodigalinvestigate]

INDEPENDENT, PRIVATE & SELECTIVE character study & roleplay account for SHERLOCK HOLMES of Young Sherlock.

Established April 2026. Tracking PRODIGALINVESTIGATE. Handled by Alex.

General: Multi-verse. Private. Highly Selective. Mutuals only. No god-modding or meta-gaming. Faceclaim: Hero Fiennes Tiffin

Communication: Discord is available to mutuals upon request. I love to chat and plot. IMs from non-mutuals are currently accepted. Reminder messages re: threads are always welcome in moderation. Interaction requires patience.

Handler:  Alex. he/him/his. PST. Works 45-50 hours per week, is always tired. 35+ and will never explore romantic/sexual/explicit topics with anyone under the age of 21. Doesn’t like gossip, or drama.

Plotting: Preferred for detailed medium and long threads. One-liners, short para don’t require plotting, but may be dropped due to lack of interest. Will explore plots with canon, alternate universe, and original characters. Always duplicate/variant friendly. If i follow you, I want to write with you. If we are mutuals please feel free to message me with plots or ideas you have.

Shipping: I'm usually willing to explore a dynamic. Please don't hesitate to reach out if you'd like to talk ships. It will ultimately be decided by writing / muse chemistry, but I'm always down to plot. I will not ship with anyone under 21 years old, no exceptions. Credit: Header and Banner made by me. Icon template by (c)faegfx.

[aliasinvestigate]

" we're closed. " it's such a rote response, it's practically permanent on her tongue. shrugging her jacket over her shoulders shovels him away off her elbow's clip. stamping one boot over the other, she's hurrying to the elevator to get away from beseeching eyes & inquests that tug at the old seams of the wound born one night in a hoagie costume on a street's edge.

" & before you ask, i don't care where the hell you go as long as it's somewhere not here. "

" use the internet or whatever. " hand-batting away requests for references, palm stifling questions before they can surface. " i'm not your goddamn yellow pages. " at the end of the hallway, wall paper's leeching away from the plaster, pasty-tongued, tacky & brown underneath. her thumb stubs hard into the button, which refuses to stay lit as the machine jolts & stutters up the chain. jessica licks around a fuck me, jamming the little plastic shell again.

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there's a moment of pause in the wake of the jostling greeting. two blinks pass before sherlock follows the churlish woman back down the hallway. every word she says is carefully filed and with each his brow dips a bit lower. her pace is easy to match, and he notes away details as they come to mind. her particular shade of wanness, a sharp scent of whiskey, possible bruising around the knuckles ( or maybe that's just dirt ).

the flicker of the elevator call light punctuates the end of her unusual, and seemingly rehearsed script. though the entire thing seems unwise from a business proprietors view. ❝ I'm not looking for the yellow pages, ❞ sherlock counters, shifting around to take up her periphery. he glances around to confirm nobody has stepped out of their apartment before he continues. ❝ I am here because I read an article several months ago about someone you helped. they'd been falsely accused. ❞

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there's a particular way one must travel when under the suspicion of law enforcement. a few extra turns, a glance in the reflection of a window as you pass, an awareness that prickles at the senses and forces you to keep up a sustained and exhausting guard.

after a journey spanning far too much of manhattan, arriving at his destination is a welcome reprieve. a lack of funds and reliable resources is proving vexatious, but he has it on good authority that there is a woman at 485 West 46th Street that may be able to help.

❝ alias investigation...❞ sherlock reads aloud as he studies the door at the end of a long hallway. ( the building is mostly residential. unkempt. the door looks like it's had both skilled repairs and something far beneath that. ) ❝ wonky hinges, ❞ he's mumbling as the door swings open. his eyes widen and he takes a step back. / @aliasinvestigate