#parentslock

[fedyjkn]

parentslock, my beloved 🫶💘

[nuchamae]

The Secret 221B Baker Street Grace Elizabeth Hooper paced the living room floor madly, nagging her...well...parent with an "s". It was not that she had never suspected the connections between herself, her mama, Molly Hooper and the famous uncle Sherlock Holmes before but she did not expect them to come clean with her at the very moment of her life. Grace: For the love of God! You, two, have been dancing in the circle for almost two decades and just decided to tell me the truth now?! Bloody hell, Mama. Sherlock: (barked) Watch it!, Grace....this is your mother. Grace: (Simpered a little) Sorry, Mama but you decided to tell me about (turned to Sherlock) "Daddy" now? Why?! Sherlock: Because I am your father and I should be taking part in this very important decision of your life. Grace: Oh...Come on, I am just to go on a date, Uncle Sherlock...I mean Daddy. ******* Long time no see, hope you, Sherlolly are doing great! Take care, Nuchamae

[kifujin4ever-love]

In the end, the family is everything / Johnlock sketch.

In the end, John and Rosie moved to 221 B Baker Street, Mrs. Hudson was more than happy to have her dear boys together again. The process of transition was not easy, Sherlock had to pass to the top floor all his laboratory. John returned to his old room with Rosie, at least my own was unable to fend for herself. Mrs. Hudson had agreed to give her one of the two rooms on the ground floor when she grew up.

The relationship had a really homey touch, the feelings came out joining Sherlock and John not only as roommates, friends, colleagues but as a couple.

Mary was right to say that she would know where they would become when she was no longer present: in a family. In the end, Sherlock and John had two powerful reasons to be together and never let go: their love and love for their little Rosie.

END. Ligia Pach Jara

[everythingbutresolved]

Rosie: daddy, there's something I need to tell you... John: there's nothing you can't tell me, darling. Rosie: uh...do you remember when you explained to me that some boys fall in love with boys and some girls fall in love with girls and that's called gay? I thought about that and I realised that... John: I love and accept you, no matter what Rosie: ...you are gay John: Oh.

[nuchamae]

“If you say so…”

John: (smiled broadly) You have a girlfriend? Sherlock: (sipped his tea) Yes.. John: Care to elaborate? Sherlock: Well, we are in a very affirming stage. (grinned cunningly) But don’t worry, John, nothing between us is going to change. John: (frowned) Me, worry about the change? Sherlock: Yep, obviously, since Molly and I are expecting, you must be concerned. John: Of course, I am concerned, I am a medical doctor. It’s my job to be concerned….about Molly’s health and your baby. Sherlock: (smirked) If you say so, John. If you say so….

Little one shot from me to you, a bit of teasing Sherlock. Hope you like it.

Take care xxxooxxx Nuchamae

[nuchamae]

The Triplets

Molly was busy taking photos of her toddlers when Sherlock walked into the living room one afternoon.

Sherlock: What ,in the name of God, are you doing, wife?

Molly: Isn’t it obvious? I’m making our family’s Christmas cards.

Sherlock: Christmas cards? We have never sent one, Molly.

Molly: ‘You’ have never sent one, Sherlock. From this year on, ‘we’, will send our friends and family the handmade Christmas cards.

Sherlock: (frowned) Don’t tell me that you are to use our triplets photos as the Christmas cards.

Molly: (grinned warmly) Why not? They are too adorable to keep to ourselves, Sherlock. By the way, Hamish, William and Siger love the cute hoodies you bought for them, see?

Sherlock: I did no such thing as buying ‘cute’ baby clothes, Molly. John bought them for his daughter. Our bags got mixed up

Molly: Sherlly (John’s daughter) is four, Sherlock, and she is the only child. I happened to find three baby size hoodies in the ‘mixed up’ shopping bag.

Sherlock: (blushed) Whatever you say, woman.

Molly: (smiled too brightly) We love you too, Daddy.

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Just an ordinary day in the Sherlock Holmes’ family. Nothing special, I just like to imagine how fun Sherlolly’s lives could be if they had a triplet.

xoxo

Nuchamae