#mrs.hudson

[leahchampagne]

[dalec]

Question:

Who do you think is the most underrated/under appreciated character in BBC’s Sherlock, and why?

[alwaysnfk]

[theoriginalsherlockholmesblog]

Sweet moments of life

(sherlock one shot)

*A/N: Hello fellow sherlockians. It's me again TheOriginalSherlockHolmesBlog. And today i would like to present you a oneshot fanfiction i have been working on for very long time. I hope you will like it!Requests for fanfics is open. Check the options we provide on my page!

It was 10 in the morning. Sherlock was walking down the streets of London.

The new case hadn't let him sleep and most of his time, he was in his mind palace, trying to figure out about this new mysterious thefts.

But today, he was forced by john to go out for a walk as he was worried about his

Mental health, so after being forced by his friend sherlock finally accepted to go out

for a walk.

He reached a nearby garden in few minutes after picking up bread and some eggs from the grocery store. He entered the garden through a beautifully carved black metal gateway.

There was a play area on the left where some children were playing with trains and dolls trying to kill the boredom, some were on the swings some were playing with the dirt(he had no idea why)and some were playing hide and seek. He clearly didn't wanted to be near children as they were annoying and didn't let him work and it was probably for the best to not let them know about a thief who brutally kills the owner. On his right, some elderly women and men were excercising and laughing?

Sherlock sighed, he should not have listened to John when he told him to go there by saying "the fresh air will make you feel better and will freshen up your mind. That way you will be able to think properly".

He clearly didn't understand how can this view help him think properly with those pesky humans doing humanly stuff what goes on their minds? So he followed the stone pathway leading to the other side of the park. The greenery around him was becoming more dense. The more dense it became lesser the people were around him. Finally after a few minutes he found a spot,there was a wooden bench under a tree with no one around satisfied, he sat on the bench. The only sound heard was of some birds chirping and singing.

The surroundings made him feel like he was the only person alive and no one was there to bother him. He closed his eyes and let the surroundings consume him.

After few minutes he felt something nudging him , the thing was also making some sound. He instantly opened his eyes to see a small little creature wagging his tail.

It was an irish setter.He had shimmering brown colour and shinning black eyes. Someone had abandoned him he could tell by the collar on his neck. He very much reminded him of......

"Redbeard......." He said softly almost in a whisper

The dog started licking his shoe to catch his attention. He couldn't have been more than a year old. He started whining.

"Do you wanna play something?"sherlock asked him, smiling.

The dog wagged his tails sideways as a response.

"Okay then let me get you something." Sherlock said standing up and gesturing him to follow.

The dog, happily followed him jumping and barking at some points

Sherlock was totally consumed by the irish setter and he totally forgot about all the things in the world. His mind somehow was calm after a long time .No Moriarty.No cases.No mind palce. Just his red beard and him.

He found a stick somewhere around and picked it up.

He faced the dog and bent down to show him the stick and said " i will throw the stick and you will get it. okay?"

The dog barked in response

"Good"sherlock smiled and threw the stick at some distance.The dog was fast. He brought it back to him in 15 seconds.

"Ohh! Aren't you fast! Well let's see how much time you will get this in" sherlock said patting his head and threw the stick once again. And he brought it back in no time. Then he crumbled the bread he had in his hands and placed it on the ground for him to eat and gave her some water. They played like this till the sun started going down

Sherlock took a glance of his watch and it was 8 already. Sherlock sighed.

He kneeled down to the little dog in front of him

He placed his hand on his head and scratched it. The dog was really happy and wanted to play more. It was visible on his face.

"Sorry boy i have to go i will come again tomorrow morning i promise."

He felt really guilty saying this. He knew that he will not be able to come there again The dog didn't seem to understand what he was saying. He still wanted to play more.

Sherlock didn't knew what else to do. He picked up the stick again. Stood up. And threw the stick at top most force he could afford. The stick reached somwhere far.

The little creature innocently went after the stick. He picked it up and ran back to reach his new friend. He reached the spot his new friend was standing before. But it was like he vanished into thin air. The dog dropped the stick and looked for him. After a few failed attempts he went back to the bench he found sherlock at and sat there. He howled crying painfully.

On the other hand sherlock was sitting on the couch of his living room. He couldn't take off his mind off the dog. He seemed so happy with him. He brought happiness to him as well. And now he had abandoned him , the same way his ex owner did.

"Will you say anything?" John's worried voice asked him

"I'm sorry what?" Sherlock asked paying him full attention.

"You came back at half past 8 said i'm back and then for the past 2 hours i have been asking you how was your experience? And you were lost in your own thoughts." John said sighing.

"Oh.....kay" was all he said

"Oh heaven's......well im going to sleep i have to wake up early tomorrow goodnight sherlock"john said leaving for his bedroom.

"Hmmmm" was all he said in reply. He stood up and went to sit on his chair

In his iconic sitting position. Legs crossed and hands joined in praying position under his chin.

Eyes closed.

All of a sudden, the pitter patter of raindrops was heard on the window's glass. Sherlock looked outside lost in his own thoughts like always.

After minutes he stood up abruptly from his chair. Went to the coat stand and picked up his coat, his blue muffler and his hat. He wore them on his way downstair, Wasting not even a second. finally he picked up Mrs.Hudson's umbrella kept in the stand next to the the entrance door of 221B. He opened the door and went outside in the raging storm.

The next morning John woke up at 6 in the morning. Yawning He went out of his room through the hallway. He was going straight for the kitchen but he took a glance of sherlock's couch.

He was not there.

Panicked, John starting running to the living room straight. But then he saw,his black haired friend was lying on the rug curled up with an irish setter. Both sleeping peacefully. Two small bowls of milk and some chips and bread were kept near them.

Seeing his sociopathic friend sleeping with a dog made him smile to himself

Finally sherlock learned to make friends.

*A/N:tell me if i should continue this!*

[just-a-touch-of-sass-and-fandoms]

John telling Mrs. Hudson he’s marrying a woman and her just going “live and let live!” And John just hitting the end of his rope with “I AM NOT GAY!” Is fucking killing me right now

[slytherinsserpentine]

Sherlock Holmes

Right. So, a lot of people are #johnlock shippers. I get it. I am too. But in the most non-romantic way possible. I mean I want them to get married and all. But because Sherlock would be lost without his doctor.

Sherlock is a kid. A kid who loves John, looks up to him, feels protective of him, looks out for him and wants the absolute best for him. If you've ever seen Sherlock just looking at John, you'll know exactly what I'm talking about.

When Mary comes into the picture, we see Sherlock getting obviously jealous but also looking after Mary. Why? Because like a kid who interviews every girlfriend/boyfriend of the person they love, Sherlock also goes through John's girlfriends. He never really remembers any of his girlfriends but Mary, he always remembers and even takes a liking to her.

I mean, I liked Mary initially because she liked Sherlock without John in the equation. But the truth of the matter is, Sherlock too liked Mary without John in the equation despite him being the reason behind these 2 meeting.

All signs point to Sherlock loving John in the way only a kid can love his mother, hence making this relationship the most purest in the whole wide world.

[thechaoticstar]

Loki: I am Loki Of Asgard.

Sherlock: Sherlock Holmes of 221B, Baker Street.

Loki: Why Should I care?

Sherlock: I have the same question.

Loki: Because I'm a God, You dull creature.

Sherlock: Dull Creature? Anderson, He's talking to you.

Loki: Who is Anderson?

Sherlock: An Idiot that made theories about my fake death.

Loki: You faked your death?

Sherlock: Yes. I Jumped from a building.

Loki: I Jumped From the broke Rainbow Bridge to Space.

Sherlock: Had a corpse, Was a really Good death.

Loki: I died in my brother's arms.

Sherlock:

Loki:

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*both drinking tea*

Sherlock: MY BROTHER CONTROLLED MY MEMORIES SO I COULD FORGOT MY PSYCHOPATH SISTER.

Loki: MY FATHER LOCKED MY SISTER IN HEL THEN ME AND MY STUPID BROTHER NEEDED TO FIGHT AGAINST HER.

*Mycroft, Mrs.Hudson, John, Lestrade, Molly, Anderson and Donavan looking at them*

Mycroft: He looks like a bad influence.

Lestrade: He killed 80 people in 2 days!

Mrs Hudson: Stop complaining, Now Sherlock made a friend!

Molly: And it's kinda sexy... *blush*

Donavan: They're both freaks.

John: He's sitting on my chair!

Anderson: Can I say something now?

Sherlock, to Anderson: NO!

Loki: They know we're listening, Right...?

Sherlock: Just ignore them, That's what I do.

[jilted-love]

Can we please talk about the other kinds of baiting in Sherlock?

I watched Sherlock a few months ago because I finally decided to join the fandom. But I did not get attached and this is why:

So I know the fans scream queerbaiting. I did not feel it that much until Sherlock and John end up "platonically" raising a baby girl (because why deny it at that point???????)

But BBC's Sherlock did more kinds of baiting. It did not just happen with John and Sherlock's relationship.

I was baited to wait for Irene Adler's return because she's badass and she's still alive somewhere. I hoped for nothing. Same thing with Mary Watson. I wanted her to live because I love the way she and John love each other. Again, my hope was let down. Especially because at the end of season 4, they hinted she's still watching John and Sherlock but did not confirm her to be alive. I HATE THAT. They keep doin that with Jim Moriarty too. I love Moriarty, okay? I wish they just stuck with him as the main villain and did not kill his character just to keep teasing the audience with the possibility of him being alive. And EURUS HOLMES. I watched season 4 just for her. But they ended her villain role with mental illness???????? Excuse me but every psychopath/sociopath villain on TV shows and movies are not excused from the responsibility of their actions just because they are not mentally sound. Sherlock's ending made it look like Eurus was just insane all the time. THEN WHO IS THE GIRL ON THE PLANE THAT SHERLOCK WAS TALKING TO IF IT WAS JUST A METAPHOR?????? The writers created a conflict for Sherlock that they cannot solve so they used mental health as scapegoat. For the last time, I was baited to keep watching for a plot twist and a satisfying ending but I am disappointed. Don't even get me started on how they tried to give Mrs.Hudson a backstory but did not actually show it.