#ask-theelderholmes

[paintsupuhnatural]

SlenderCas

by ask-theelderholmes

[wohnjatsons]

ask-theelderholmes replied to your post: fanfiction.net is down what am I going to do now

Archive of our own

the fic I wanted to read didn't update yet there sad

[x-sherlock-holmes-x]

((woah I feel like i missed something. That's what i get for starting homework early. Can you explain what happened?))

//ooc: The boys are fighting, started last night. There doesn't seem to be a real reason. Perhaps John was hopeful after all that nonsense with Victor only for Sherlock to return to being himself again. Doesn't mean Sherlock doesn't have feels fyi.

[thedominatrix-archive]

Fellow roleplayer appreciation time: it’s time to tell some of your favorite blogs that you acknowledge, and appreciate their work; let them know that you love them. Spread the love to 10 of your favorite blogs, and if you don’t have 10, then just spread it to the next 10 on your dash!

[thedominatrix-archive]

((Notice me damn it))

Put “Notice me damn it” In my ask if I am your senpai

((I’m actually someone senpai?))

[thedominatrix-archive]

★

Send me a ‘★’ and I will tell you how my character feels about yours (openly and secretly) with a gif

((I’ll do it for Mycroft in general))

Openly:

Secretly:

((While Mycroft doesn’t have the same kind of impact on Irene has Sherlock does, there’s still a kind of unique charm about the older Holmes that Irene likes.))

[thedominatrix-archive]

5 more minutes ((for the thing about waking up...))

(Thanks! <3)

It was early morning, say 8:30 am. Much to Sherlock’s cringe, he agreed to let his big brother stay over in the flat for a night, since someone managed to break into his house. How they managed to find it is anyone’s guess.

At the same time, Irene was settling in for a while, until she was able to find either a new house or the courage to tell her former PA that she was alive.

Since Sherlock didn’t want to have much of an interaction with Mycroft, he asked Irene to wake him up. Now, she could have done it in the cruelest ways possible, like a riding crop to the butt. But, that would have been improper, and she wasn’t the same woman either one of them thought. The three years in hiding had made her a changed woman, for the most part.

Seeing Holmes the older on the couch sleeping, while he wasn’t as appealing as Sherlock, he still had a kind of unique charm to him. She knelt down next to him and gave him a gentle shake on the shoulder. “Mycroft, you know the government can’t function without you.” She said softly, smiling warmly. The smell of eggs, toast, and coffee could be smelled from anywhere in the flat.