20 Recent Deviations
Seed (Sister!Reader / Sherlock / Mycroft )“How much longer?”Seed (Sister!Reader / Sherlock / Mycroft ) by LowBattery00
Why did the words sting? They were justified. They were deserved. She deserved this. Her knowledge of right and wrong had never been tainted and it seemed that because of this valid form of justice, (F/N) was so calm. The room was quiet, the one sided mirror behind his sister’s slouched figure as she kept her gaze safety down at her cuffed hands. She might make the argument that she was too good to fall to societies form of punishment for her crimes but the exhaustion was palpable. The shaded darkness that hung right under her eyes, lids half lifted without much effort even at that. Her slouched state was a foreign sight. A sick part of him was actually satisfied that Mycroft was here with him. He had never needed someone adjacent to him so badly as he did now and it made him irritated and uncomfortable – these infrequent feelings that he more than once verbalized to be linked to weakness and vulnerability. She leaned
Sherlolly #3- Cuddle and Nuzzle.It had been a very long day for Molly Hooper.Sherlolly #3- Cuddle and Nuzzle. by MidnightCrumble
Most of the staff at St Bartholomew's have been ill for a few days now, leaving Molly to do their work. With a annoyed sigh, Molly began finishing up her third autopsy of the day. Even though there was two more to be completed before she can go home, relax and see a certain consulting detective.
Molly smiled, she and Sherlock had been dating for a few months after Sherlock finally realised that he had feelings for his pathologist.
Her consulting detective.
Speaking of Sherlock, Molly was unaware of the morgue door quietly opening, and the figure entering the lab. Soon Molly felt a pair arms wrap around her waist, and curly hair tickling her neck.
"Hello Sherlock" Molly quietly said, smiling.
The man said nothing but tightened his grip on Molly's waist.
"Mmm" Sherlock started, lifting his head away slightly. "Gavin texted saying it was a eight, merely a three. The sister did it." Sherlock stated,
Sherlolly #2 -Finding your wallet.Molly Hooper, a mousy chestnut haired pathologist at St. Bartholomew's Hospital with a love for cats, sat alone in a small coffee shop. A mug containing a very warm chocolate liquid was resting in Molly's hands, a half eaten muffin laying next to her hands.Sherlolly #2 -Finding your wallet. by MidnightCrumble
It had been over an hour since Molly had to perform a autopsy on a elderly man name Mr Jefferson. Was a very gruesome job, but, nothing that Molly couldn't manage.
Sipping at her warm hot chocolate, Molly scanned the coffee shop. Noticing that the shop was slightly busy, a few people were scattered across the room, some standing and others sitting, talking.
Soon Molly began thinking about what to do for the rest of the day.
Well, first I'll have to go back to Bart's. Have a few more post-mortems to perform, should take about 3 hours. Unless, Jackson leaves early again and dumps his work on me. Arsehole. After I can go home, feed Toby, order a takeout, watch a movie and then I guess-
Molly's thoughts were disrupted as a tall c
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