Daddy!Sherlock x Mommy!Reader : ElementarySherlock cursed the pointless holiday! The only reason he was taking part in it was because his 4 year old Arthur begged him with puppy eyes. Sherlock sighed dragging his feet as he carried his son’s Halloween costume to his bedroom. Now, Sherlock didn’t ever dream he was going to get married, ever! But alas he did and it was awkward, so very awkward as he proposed, but you still loved him. Entering the boys room he saw his wife and son sitting on the bed waiting expectantly. Sherlock in truth had no idea what costume it was, all he knew was that he had to collect it. Placing the bag on the bed beside Arthur he watched as his son smiled up at you and tore through the bag. He handed the outfit to you, his mother, still leaving Sherlock in the dark.
“Oh, my handsome boy!” You cooed as you dressed him up. He hopped out from behind you and attacked Sherlock with a foam sword. Sherlock smirked happily; his son had his love of pirates.
“You won’t kill anyo
Daddy!Sherlock x Mommy!ReaderSherlock would never admit it but he loved you, treasured you but he had no idea what you were making your child read. Oh yes! You both had a child together, after a night of consuming copious amounts of alcohol and deciding to experiment afterwards, back on point, you woke up with Sherlock in his bed and later that week found out you were pregnant. Sherlock nearly fainted.Daddy!Sherlock x Mommy!Reader10 months ago in Romance More Like This
“Not that I approve of fiction but Arthur seems to be at the level to read something like the hobbit not this baby rubbish.” Sherlock whined holding your three year old between his legs, while your son skimmed through the book. You smiled fondly at your son, Arthur; he was like a mini Sherlock, the same curly chocolate locks, attitude and mental capacity. All he got from you was your eye colour.
“Sherlock he is only 3.” You shrugged sipping your tea. Sherlock kissed Arthur’s head and hopped to his feet eyes flying over the bookcase before he pulled out an old copy of the hobbit. Resumin
Sherlock Holmes x Reader - He's Back“No. You don't get to just walk back in here and think everything will be okay! No. It has been two years. Two fucking years, Sherlock!”Sherlock Holmes x Reader - He's Back10 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Shut up. You left us. And I don't just mean (Son's Name) and I. I mean everyone. John, Mrs Hudson, Greg, Mycroft, Molly-”
“Molly and My-”
“Don't interrupt me, dammit.”
Sherlock shut up after that, casting his glance to the side for a brief second. After his reunion with John, which didn't go quite as planned, he thought things would go much smoother with his fiancée. Turns out, he was wrong. Again.
“Can I speak now?” He nodded. “Good. Now you listen to me. You jumped. You died. And I had to hear about it from John. I was sitting here with (S. Name) and you were off faking your suicide. Two years...”
Sherlock edged a bit closer, careful not to anger you further. He still didn't speak, knowing you were about to speak again.
“Not a word. Not a breath
Unknown Expectancy - Sherlock x ReaderVomiting was not part of your monthly agenda.Unknown Expectancy - Sherlock x Reader1 year ago in Romance More Like This
You had disappeared to the bathroom to be sick for the third time today, covering your mouth and running before you had the chance to be sick all over the lovely clean carpet that Mrs Hudson just finished cleaning.
There could only be two possibilities as to why you were vomiting so much; one, mother nature was deciding to be a bitch as per usual. Or two, you were pregnant.
And you were hoping it was the first option.
Not that you wouldn't be happy that you were pregnant, with Sherlock's child of all things.
You just didn't feel like you were ready to bring a child into this world, you weren't even sure if Sherlock even wanted to bring a child into this strange yet wonderful world.
You weren't sure if Sherlock even liked children for that matter.
You threw your head into the toilet allowing whatever you had for breakfast this morning return.
You were thankful that your hair was in a loose bun.
"(Y/N)? Are you okay?" John asked, standing my
Shirts : Mycroft or Sherlock x ReaderOn the particular evening in question, it would have been seen as very unwise to venture through the doors of 221B Baker street. This was because the three people inside were in a sour mood, caused by extreme tiredness. John sat in his chair with his arms crossed and a scowl on his face. Sherlock sat in his chair with his fingers firmly planted under his chin. You, (Name) were sitting on the couch with one leg crossed over the other in a feminine sitting position but your face held utter exhaustion and anger. The poor mood shared by the three had been caused by the over abundance of cases. Normally Sherlock would have been like a child in a candy store but these cases were boring and repetitive and required very little thought. However, looking for any sort of distraction Sherlock had been dragging you and your brother John all over London for an entire month. You had all gotten minimal sleep and sustenance.Shirts : Mycroft or Sherlock x Reader1 year ago in Romance More Like This
The door of the apartment opened gingerly and Mrs. Hudson dropped another two
Acrophobia - Sherlock x ReaderDrivers in their cars yelled at you and your companions as you raced through the streets of London, Sherlock in hot pursuit of a suspect.Acrophobia - Sherlock x Reader10 months ago in Romance More Like This
And he was determined to catch him. If he lost him, you and John would never hear the end of it.
The man you were after was in link of the strange disappearances that were happening. Mainly women, but they all seemed to either be of the same age, ethnicity and have been recently separated from their partners.
None of the victims had been found, only small notes and hints left a trail of breadcrumbs.
You breathlessly stop behind Sherlock, his eyes scanning the perimeter. Your own head whizzed around the area in an attempt to catch the culprit. John stood beside Sherlock.
You had known the duo for quite sometime. Well, you were after all a relative of Mrs Hudson. Your original plan used to be just a simple visit to see her, but then you found yourself in the heart of a case that almost got you killed.
But, you stayed. You remained for the soul purpose
Apology - Sherlock x Reader‘I’m home,’ you call up the stairs of 221B Baker Street.Apology - Sherlock x Reader1 year ago in Drama More Like This
You lugged the shopping bags with you until you finally reached the flat that you shared with your best friend John and his roommate, Sherlock. You’d been living with them for about 2 months now and you were never bored with the antics that were going on.
‘Thank god you’re back (y/n), I need to go out. Anywhere but here, just make sure he doesn’t blow the place up or something,’ John sighed as he indicated to Sherlock who was lying on the sofa curled up and facing the back of it. John threw his coat on, kissed your cheek and ran out the door before you could even speak.
You sighed and began to move into the kitchen with your shopping. For once there were no experiments or body parts in the kitchen. When you emerged minutes later, Sherlock was still sulking on the sofa.
‘What was that all about?’ you asked quietly, sitting down in Sherlock’s chair. He shifted slight
Unknown Expectancy - Sherlock x Reader - Part 2Sherlock?" You asked, watching the detective fix the coat on the young curly haired boy.Unknown Expectancy - Sherlock x Reader - Part 210 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
"What?" He smiled over at you.
"Where are you taking Hamish?"
His smile grew a little bit as did your sons.
His smile was crooked, much like his fathers. He was the spitting image of him and was already showing his intelligence at such a young age. His hair curled and bounced at the top of his head while his eyes shimmered a bright (e/c).
"Dad's taking me to see a crime scene!" Hamish blurted out excitedly.
"What? Oh no, you are not going to a crime scene." You frowned, lifting the small child up into your arms.
"It's not going to be that bad, (Y/N). Just one of the suicides that have been taken place recently." Sherlock explained.
"That's even worse!" You turned away from him.
You thudded your way upstairs towards Hamish's bedroom.
"Mum! Let me go! Dad promised that he would take me to see a real crime scene!" He whined and squirmed but you wouldn't budge.
"When I say no Hamish I mean no."
Different (Sherlock/Reader) for Kiss-The-Kess This time it will be different. You had planned this out for a good few hours before confronting Sherlock. Sherlock, the emotionless, jackass detective who never felt the need to show his girlfriend of two fucking years at least some emotion. This ‘fight’ had been going on for at least one year. Of course, it always ended up with Sherlock giving in for one night and then being stone cold for the next month at the least. Then it began again and you were sick of it, because no matter how much you tried, one night every few months of him saying, ‘I adore you,’ wasn’t going to work. The bastard never even said the words ‘I love you,’ during sex. Not wanting to feel like the bad guy, you wanted to let him go so he would have more time doing what he loves. Solving cases. That wasn’t so easy, though.Different (Sherlock/Reader) for Kiss-The-Kess1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Sherlock had just finished a case, which involved a murdered banker at a hotel, some scribbled initials on the hotel pa
Do Not Forget Me Sherlock x readerThe siblings lay huddled together in bed, clinging to each other as if it was the only real thing left. Which to them, it was.Do Not Forget Me Sherlock x reader1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
A lover, a friend, was dead.
Far too long. It had been far too long since the death of Sherlock Holmes. And it pained the Watson siblings to no end. The genius was close to them both. They loved him far too much. And it was beginning to kill them.
John pulled you closer in his arms, still slumbering away in the darkness. You, on the other hand, couldn't subject yourself to the nightmares sleep brought upon your troubled mind. They were always the same. Always. Not one detail ever changed. How could it when it really happened?
You fought the tears that began to build in your eyes, hoping your dear brother stayed at rest. His face showed how old he truly was now. How much he had aged. It was painful.
But John, John may have felt terrible, but he was sure it was double for you. As much of an ass Sherlock could be, he could be just as wonderf
Merry Christmas,love : Sherlock x ReaderSherlock scowled at the Christmas themed window displays. He could not comprehend why so many celebrated it as most didn’t even understand its meaning. However he was Christmas shopping as you asked him so softly and sweetly, you had been sanding in the doorway of his room fiddling with your hair sweetly. John went off by himself to get some presents in different sections. You gently grabbed Sherlock’s hand and led him to the men’s section. He stood watching you as you pulled numerous shirts out, holding them up to his chest. Sherlock didn’t argue, you knew what looked good on almost anyone. You smiled happily seeing something but not informing Sherlock, who luckily was looking over at a young couple and scowling at them causing them to scamper away. You gently tugged on Sherlock’s white shirt and pulled his head down. Lifting his collar from his neck you check the size. Sherlock took your hand this time and led you to the women’s section. He knew itMerry Christmas,love : Sherlock x Reader11 months ago in Romance More Like This
Date Night - Sherlock x ReaderDating.Date Night - Sherlock x Reader10 months ago in Romance More Like This
She hadn't done that in a while. Ever since he left she hadn't found the confidence to venture out on a date with someone for the first time.
She had grown used to the dates he would spontaneously drag her on - even if it consisted from the odd murder or kidnapping. It added a piece of excitement to the evening, one that she loved and adored. She found herself praying for the excitement.
But that excitement stopped the moment his body hit the ground.
Her own heart stopped beating at that exact moment. Her entire body felt numb and she couldn't breathe. For months, she refused to believe it was true.
Lately, after almost a year of convincing from John and Mary, she realised and admitted to her that he was gone; and he was never coming back. Now, thanks to Mary, she was on a date with someone she had decided to set her up with.
She hasn't been this nervous for years.
The last time she was this nervous was when she was left alone with Sherlock for the first time. He had spotted th
Under the Mistletoe - Sherlock x ReaderAs she stood in front of the tree, red tinsel held firmly in her hand, the consulting detective stormed into the apartment. Huffing and puffing after what she could only guess as another "boring" case.Under the Mistletoe - Sherlock x Reader1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"You're home early." She said, with her back turned to him as she wrapped the tinsel around the middle of the tree, making sure it was sitting right before returning to the box of decorations that she had placed on the table.
"How was the case?" She pulled out a long train of silver tinsel and began to continue her decorating while Sherlock ranted about how tedious his recent case was.
"..It was obvious the daughter had done it, no one noticed the pack of cards." He stated, collapsing onto his chair once he removed his scarf and jacket, hanging them in their usual place behind the door.
"Only you would notice something like that, Sherlock." She mumbled, tucking an end of tinsel onto a branch and making sure that it wouldn't fall off.
"Where is John?" She asked, finally turning around to
Just Don't Donovan (BBC Sherlockxreader)Lestrade had called you, John and Sherlock to his office to discuss, what he thought, was a difficult case. But after only a few minutes Sherlock solved it and told Lestrade it was obvious if only he would use his eyes. He then took your hand and guided you out of the office with John following behind. The three of you were making your way to the elevator when Sally Donovan walked over.Just Don't Donovan (BBC Sherlockxreader)10 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Ugh why are you here?” she said looking at Sherlock.
“Lestrade wanted me to solve a case, seeing as you were obviously no help with it,” Sherlock said with a smirk.
“Well we can’t all be psychopaths now can we? Besides you aren’t as important as you think really. You’re just Lestrade’s pet freak,” she said harshly. There was that word again. Freak. You hated when she called Sherlock that, the way she spat the word at him with such malice and hate.
“You know Sally,” you said releasing Sherlock’s hand and stepping in front of h
News and Ninjitsu (SherlockXReader)“I can’t wait to tell Sherlock!”News and Ninjitsu (SherlockXReader)11 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
You skipped your way back to 221B Baker Street from the hospital. Everything was turning your way for once in two years. Sherlock came back “from the dead,” you received a bonus and a promotion at work, and now this! Things were looking great for you. Granted that you nearly choked Sherlock back to his grave after John had the pleasure to brutally beat him up before you got to.
You arrived to the green door of 221B and bursted through it.
“SHERLOCK! I’M HOME!” you announced in a sing-song voice, but all you heard back was a series of grunting sounds. “Sherlock?”
Curious, you made your way up the stairs and opened the second door to find Sherlock in his blue robe fighting...a ninja?
“(y/n)! Stay back!” Sherlock yelled at you.
The mysterious shinobi saw you at the door and threw a star at lightning speed only to be blocked less than a foot away from your face b
Burn - Sherlock x Reader - Prologue"Mummy?" The small voice dragged the woman away from her thoughts as she stared blankly into space.Burn - Sherlock x Reader - Prologue9 months ago in Romance More Like This
"Yes darling?" She smiled down at the curly haired boy.
"When is daddy coming home?"
She sighed. The boy crawled onto her lap. She wrapped her arms around him and patted his bouncing curls.
"I don't know. Hopefully soon." Her eyes ran to the door.
He had left early this morning and hadn't returned home. Her phone had not gone off one. She had called him but had received no answer. Her stomach flipped as each second drifted past. Her son constantly asked her when he was coming home, when he would come back to put him to bed. It only caused panic to rise in her chest. Her eyes darted to the clock. He should have been in his bed at least an hour ago.
"Come on, let's get you to bed." She patted his back.
"But you promised!" He protested. He pouted his lips and folded his arms.
"I know I did honey but we have to get you to bed."
She removed herself from the chair. She wrapped her arms around
Nyctophobia - Sherlock x ReaderYou let out a pleasing sigh as you were able to reside in your bed after a long day.Nyctophobia - Sherlock x Reader1 year ago in Romance More Like This
You shared the small apartment at 221B Baker Street with John and Sherlock after announcing that Mrs. Hudson was the one grandmother that you had not seen since you were twelve years old.
You occupied the spare room, feeling relieved that you had a room to yourself.
Hurriedly you changed into your pyjama's and dived into your cosy double bed with thick blankets that felt like they were stuffed with clouds.
You flicked the switch to awaken your lamp that rested upon your wooden bedside table, that also had a glass of water from the previous night that probably tasted disgusting and warm.
You had to remind yourself not to take a sip of it.
You left your lamp on as you cozied into your bed and the feeling of the warm duvet and plush pillows.
The light dimly lit the room with a nice orange glow that you had grown to over the past few weeks.
You shut your eyes and readied yourself to drift off into a soothi
Sherlock x Reader : GreyWhen you opened the door to 221B Baker Street you did not expect to be assaulted by the wafting fumes from the pipe of Sherlock Holmes. Entering the flat you saw the tall man leaning by the window, gazing out with hazy eyes. Watching with worried eyes, you saw Sherlock slump against the window forcing his pipe to knock against his teeth. You rapped your knuckles on the thick wooden door and Sherlock turned to you slower than a slug. He acknowledged you by blinking his glazed eyes and then turned back to the window with no more speed than before. You were used to this, Sherlock’s depression. John had mentioned in letters how frequent his bouts of melancholy were, but when you moved to London he mentioned how they were progressively becoming less frequent. This caused you to, unhealthily, take Sherlock’s happiness and take responsibility for it. Ever since you met the amazing man through your brother, John, you had a soft spot for him. Seeing the amazing, brilliant man so helSherlock x Reader : Grey10 months ago in Drama More Like This
Flowers: Sherlock x Reader (request)Roses, lilies and orchids assaulted your nose as you opened the door of Baker Street; the delivery man forced the flowers onto you then left. Looking at the card that was attached you smiled: ‘Clichéd but I wanted to do this properly.’ Sherlock may not understand dating and feelings but he is trying you thought to yourself as you headed upstairs.Flowers: Sherlock x Reader (request)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
You searched the kitchen and finally found a glass that could act as a vase which you rinsed- not sure what it had held previously. You added the flowers and their food. The gift of the flowers made you sure of Sherlock’s views of you, especially when you considered the argument between Mycroft and yourself that had left an air of animosity. He constantly tried to convince Sherlock that caring was not an advantage and that you should just leave his little brother alone. Both of you ignored Mycroft but you had remained careful around him, not sure how far he would go to break you and Sherlock up.
Glancing at your flower
Sherlock X Reader - I'm Done!Sherlock X Reader - I'm Done!1 year ago in Romance More Like This
“Ugh why must you frustrate me so?!” You yell out as you slam the door to his flat and stomp down the street. You had been working for Sherlock Holmes for the past few months ever since John had gotten married and it had been a complete disaster. Of course Sherlock was a beautifully intelligent man and also very handsome, but he was a complete lunatic. You let out a sigh of relief when you reach the café where you were to be having tea with one of your other friends. As you walk in the door you spot her sitting a few feet away and smile when she sees’s you. “________, over here!” She calls out and you smile as you quickly walk over and sit down beside her. “Oh what’s the matter you have that look about you?” She says as you order a cup of green tea.
“I have had it up to here with him. You know what he called me this morning? He called my existence Mundane, I just wish I could wrap my hands around his throat and,”
We're Just Alike- Father!Sherlock x Teen!ReaderI hopped up the stairs of the apartment, my bag bashing off of my thighs with every step I took. I ran a hand through my fringe; the rest of my hair tied back in a ponytail. I sigh through my nose. One small flight to my bedroom.We're Just Alike- Father!Sherlock x Teen!Reader8 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Oh hey, (Y/N). I didn't expect you to be back so soon," John asked, leaning against the doorway towards the living. I could spot my father, Sherlock, lying on the couch in his usual 'thinking' position. "Are you okay?"
I rub my palms together and bite my bottom lip. I nod.
"Yeah, I'm just a little tired," I reply. I point up the stairs towards my room. "I've just got to study for this stupid assessment for English."
He nods his head. "Okay, well I'll shout you down when dinner arrives. Chinese sound okay?"
"Yeah, sounds fine. I'm not really hungry though." I lie. I tug on the sleeves of my hoodie that is poking out beneath my leather jacket.
I turn my back on him and trek up the stairs to my room.
"You're gonna have to eat something though!"
I ignore his voic
Sleep Deprived (Sherlockxreader)“(y/n) turn off that game. You need to sleep.”Sleep Deprived (Sherlockxreader)8 months ago in Humor More Like This
“I can’t stop now Sherlock. I just unlocked a new mission!” You didn’t even turn away from the TV when you answered Sherlock and that made him even more annoyed than he already was.
“That’s not important now turn it off,” he demanded.
“Sherlock there is dragon burning down villages. I think that qualifies as important.”
“(y/n) its four in the morning and you’ve been there for nearly seventeen hours. It normally wouldn’t matter but seeing as you haven’t slept for forty-eight hours you need to stop.”
“Just five more minutes.”
“You haven’t even been blinking, that’s going to dry out your eyes,” he said as he walked to your side.
“Of course I’ve been blinking, don’t be ridiculous,” you said brushing off his words.
“(y/n) look at me,” he ordered.
“Ugggh what Sherlock?
Hemophilia (BBC Sherlock x Shy!Reader)You adjusted the glasses on your nose and leaned in to look through the microscope again. Letting out a frustrated sigh, you pulled them off completely, microscopes are not particularly friendly to those with glasses and in truth you really only needed them when you were tired. The slide with blood came through clearly this time and you scribbled some notes on a pad next to you.Hemophilia (BBC Sherlock x Shy!Reader)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
You were the top forensic blood spatter analyst in the UK and it kept you rather busy and alone most of the time. Honestly that was how you preferred it, the living were cruel and overly complex and the dead were quiet and, frankly, simple.
When your jazzy ringtone broke the silence in your lab, you scooted your chair to where it was with a kick of your legs and then answered it, “(F/n) (L/n), h-how may I help you?”
Lestrade’s voice rang out on the other end with the words that you both hated and loved to hear, “(L/n) You are needed at a crime scene Asap.” He gave you a location, y
Writer's Block - Sherlock x ReaderMy fingers tapped against the keypad of my laptop in hopes that words would spew out onto the word document. The notebook beside has pages filled with doodles rather than the words that I desire to paint onto the page. I puff my cheeks and blow out air. I scroll through what I have previously written in hopes to find some inspiration lying beneath the lines.Writer's Block - Sherlock x Reader7 months ago in Romance More Like This
Instead, I find grammatical errors and irritating lines I do not wish to see.
I grumble. I rack my fingers through my hair. I tug on the strands in hopes that some ideas sprout through the roots. Alas, nothing appears in my mind. No words form onto the page. No beautifully scripted idea that I will re-read and realise how stupid it is and delete the entire document at once. That is usually my last resort.
I wish writer's block was a document that I could delete. I wish I could erase it from my mind and finally be able to write down something, anything at least. Even if it was a pointless piece of dialogue or an unknown piece of sce
Sherlock x Reader : Tricky Situation (request)You were walking around the men's clothing section trying to find a suitable set of pyjamas for Sherlock, your long term boyfriend not that anyone else could tell. As you lifted up a blue checked pair and stepped back you fell over a pair of feet and landed on the floor.Sherlock x Reader : Tricky Situation (request)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Whoops!" A hand reached down and pulled you up. You found yourself face to face with a man who you recognised as Moriarty.
"Where's your boyfriend?" Another man spoke and you turned around, a small frown appeared on your face. He is probably Sebastian Moran, you thought to yourself, then you wondered how the hell this had happened. A simple shopping trip now had the potential to end in your kidnapping; you mentally berated yourself for not shopping online instead.
"Someone as pretty as you must have a boyfriend or a girlfriend or a lover." The man you assumed was Moran said.
You froze and looked at both men, what did they want with you?
“I stole the crown jewels sweetie.” With this Moriarty placed his arm