Drunk Sherlock Headcanons
For @november-solarstorms
(I apologize for how short and not very imaginative these are, this is my first time doing anything like this. I also apologize for how long it took me to actually get these done. I also did multiple characters because why not. Onto the headcanons!)
Sherlock is a giggly, funny drunk. The more alcohol he consumes, the worse it gets. Well, one could say worse. He’s actually quite amusing. John and Lestrade think it’s hilarious and often record him when he’s drunk.
John is the kind of drunk with no filter but no idea what is coming out of his mouth. He can say either really stupid stuff or really philosophical stuff, but he has no clue what he’s saying. He minces words all the time. He’s the kind of drunk that regrets it severely the next day, even if the day before he was totally at ease.
Moriarty is an emotional drunk. For some reason, he will just sit there and act like the stereotypical teenage girl on her period—happy one minute, sobbing the next, then screaming, the whole shebang. He will cry on the nearest shoulder he can find (cough, Seb, cough), even if he doesn’t know who that person is.
Lestrade’s drunken self likes to play jokes on his hungover self. He is a child when drunk (which often gets him and Sherlock in trouble when they’re drunk, Sherlock is the one Lestrade likes to follow around like a puppy) and often has to be confined to one room so he can’t hide his belongings in a place where he’ll never find them again half way across the city.
Mycroft in an ‘intelligent’ drunk, spouting facts and nonsense no one needs to know that he generally wouldn’t know when sober. He’s also strangely sentimental and kind of acts like a parent would to their child.
Mrs. Hudson is young again. She acts like she is a twenty-year-old again, living a full and vibrant life in her prime. When Mrs. Hudson is drunk, the others get a pretty good idea of what she was like when she was younger.
Molly doesn’t take any crap from anybody when drunk. If offended, she will verbally tear someone down—and then she will likely be horrified she ever did such a thing and may or may not shed a few tears, though not in front of the person she just verbally accosted.
Mary is the kind of person who can act like she’s hammered when drunk but has a lot more control than one would originally think. But when she gets past that point, she’s slow to understand things and slurs. She’s the kind of person to remember something funny that happened to her when she was, like, six and just sit there giggling “Heh heh heh!” for two hours.
