Part 2 Sherlock Au (now titled Away to London)Part 2Part 2 Sherlock Au (now titled Away to London)1 day ago in Personal More Like This
Now out of immediate danger, I am faced with a bigger obstacle, the enormity of which I was slowly realizing. What the fuck do I wear on an adventure with a fictional character? Does this mean I’m fictional now too? Is this outfit going to be my signature ‘look’ for like, forever? Wait… AM I FICTIONAL TOO????
I can’t help gasping at air, slowly hyperventilating and sinking to the ground. I bury my face in my towel and try to calm myself. This doesn’t mean I’m fictional, not necessarily. Just that fictional characters can come to life. But they aren’t animated, so does that mean that Benedict is out there somewhere just living his life, unaware? Wouldn’t you like… know? But if I’m fictional too does that mean that this
Are you Richard Brook or Moriarty? CH3Another short chapter... SORRYAre you Richard Brook or Moriarty? CH31 day ago in Romance More Like This
I was trying to analyze the situation. i thought Sherlock would not shoot me, I knew Mr Brooks would not help me or care, he would just let me get shot.
"What are you doing Sherlock?" Mr Brook asks calmly.
"I'm bargaining, I can tell you want to make a pet out of her"
Pet what does he mean? WAIT DOES HE MEAN ME! Me A PET!
"PET!?" I almost yell irritated.
"Hmm" Mr Brook simply said.
I rip myself out of Sherlocks grasp and storm to Mr Brook, gabbing his shirt. His eyes open wide as soon as I touch his shirt.
"Not the Westwood" Sherlock jokes with a smirk.
Mr Brooks eyes were boring into mine, he grabs my hand on his shirt. "Get off me" he growled.
"No" I growled back.
His grip tightened on my hand, he attempted to pull my hand off, my hand would not let go.
He seemed surprised by my iron grip.
"Why are you grabbing my Shirt?" He asks trying to stay calm but rage still was in his voice.
"Because you think I'm some pet BUT IM A STUDENT" I
Are you Richard Brook or Moriarty? CH2Soz this chapter is shortAre you Richard Brook or Moriarty? CH21 day ago in Romance More Like This
At the end of the day I walked to Mr Brooks class room. I knock on the door lightly.
"Come in" his voice sung. He was smiling till he saw it was me. "What do you want?"
I started to walk towards him sitting at his desk "Ummm, you said I had to see you at the end of the day." I said.
I waited for a reply but he just stared at me with a deathly cold stare. I felt uncomfortable and stepped back from his desk.
"You should go" he says in a deep voice.
"Ok"I said happily turning on my heels and skipping to the door.
I stopped in my tracks as soon as I saw tall man with high cheek bones and dark curly hair standing in the doorway holding a gun up.
"Hello Moriarty" his low voice boomed.
"Mr brooks what is going on" I said in a shaky voice.
The man with the curly hair looked at me. "Sherlock... Sherlock Holmes."
"Why are you here" I thought out loud. Of course I knew about Sherlock Holmes.
"Leave Jamie!" Mr Brooks growled.
Sherlock X Reader chap 24: Bored?Days passed, and eventually a few distractions had kept Sherlock's mind off of his, predicament, as he so called it. Mostly experiments and a incident with a gun and the wall. He had also been getting along with the cat better. It's not like he was trying to, but he found himself reaching down to stroke it's fur more often when it rubbed up against his shin. On more than one occasion (f/n) had spotted this rare occurrence, and it brought a warm smile to her face. Now that Tenshii was being really accepted in the flat, she could rest more easily at night, knowing that Sherlock wouldn't do anything to him.Sherlock X Reader chap 24: Bored?1 day ago in Drama More Like This
But, knowing Sherlock, this good mood streak wasn't going to last forever, and in the past week, it had gotten progressively worse. The boredom was now in full force, and Sherlock was currently sulking on the couch in his robes, with his foot bouncing rapidly. He mumbled something in (f/n)'s general direction, who was currently straightening the bookshelves across the room. “Sorr