16 Recent Deviations
Hurt (Sherlock x Reader)He set in his chair, staring at the fire as it burnt in front of him. Today had been a long, hard day for the old detective. Years you two had spent together. Years. And today was the last time he ever saw you. Your eyes were closed like tall those times he woke up with you sleeping by him, but this time, he wouldn’t see them fluttering open.Hurt (Sherlock x Reader) by teamfreewillangel
John tried to follow him, but Sherlock shut the older man out. Everyone he knew was shut out because the one person he wanted to be there was gone. You were gone and it was eating him up inside. But he decided to do something he hadn’t done since you got sick. He picked up his violin. He knew you loved it when he played it. And after the opening chords played, he started to sing.
I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
Sherlock looked at the photos sitting on the mantle above the roaring fire. Experiments and the skull surrounded them, but they made this cold flat
Sign of Five c3Wide eyes stared at 221 Baker Street in pure awe. Aoife stood in the entryway, excited to see the rooms but scared to move an inch out of Sheryl’s sight. Fortunately, the child didn’t have to make the decision.Sign of Five c3 by whiteXblackrose
Mrs. Hudson picked the girl up and settled her on her hip. Blue-flecked eyes met with brown.
“Would you like some candy?” She whispered. Aoife nodded and the woman set her down. “First drawer on your left in the kitchen, dear. Don’t tell your mum.”
Aoife beamed and darted into 221A. Narrowly missing the moving crew that was taking Mary’s furniture to 221C. Mrs. Hudson chuckled and went outside.
“Sherlock, I told Aoife to wait in my apartment.” Mrs. Hudson said the moment she saw a head of black hair poking up from a stack of boxes.
Mary jolted, suddenly remembering her charge. “I’ll go make sure she doesn’t dismantle any cooking appliances again.” She responded and dashed for the door.
I See YouChapter 7: A FavorI See You by SteadyLittleSoldier
“What?! Why would I mention you?” John spat in surprise.
And Sherlock just lost count of how many times he had rolled his eyes because of this man. Sherlock had just started to give John the instructions, and before he could even finish his first sentence, John interrupted.
“Does that mean you’re gonna send me there alone?” John asked abruptly.
“Will you just listen to me properly first?” Sherlock snapped.
“Okay, go on then.”
“So you’re going to go in there and ask for the detective inspector who is in charge there; his name is Lestrade. And you will mention my name; tell him that I've sent you. After that you’ll do exactly as I instruct you.”
John stared at him with his mouth slightly open. “And it’s the favor that you were talking about?”
“I don’t understand.”
“You don’t have to. Just do as I ask.
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