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Sherlock X Teen!Reader Gradual Love Ch. 1
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221B Baker Street was many things. So many, in fact, it would take too long to write them all down. All of the pros and cons of this little flat were spectacularly varied. One thing it was not, however, was boring.
After all, 221B Baker Street was the household of the world's greatest detective, Mr. Sherlock Holmes. Granted, he got bored easily, as he was a complete genius, but even his attempts to cure boredom were beyond extraordinary. His recent favorite cure had been shooting at the wall. Something his flat-mate, John Watson, was not extremely fond of. Well, at least he wasn't shooting a living creature.
Of course, Sherlock's main stimulant happened to be difficult brain work. Not difficult in a sense for you or I, like a puzzle or a game: but murders: clever, different, impossible murders. Sherlock Holmes was a detective, well, to be more specific, a consulting detective. He claims to have invented the job, and technically, he has. Being a 'consulting detective' mean
Sherlock Holmes X Reader ~The Mistake~Sherlock Holmes has made a fatal mistake and let it slip under his nose. Or maybe he's allowed it to slip past his nose, in the small, faint hope that those around and about him will not notice. Perhaps he has, in the fact that he is so smug and taken with his intellect that he believes no one will be able to believe the facade that he thinks he has concocted. Or perhaps his nose is so large that it's blocked out the idea that he has let this fatal mistake that will now slowly, slowly wear and tear him down, bit by bit by bit...by infinitesimal, miniscule, microscopic bit.
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At least, this is what you ponder upon as you enter the room where he stands upon a couch very much so worn down and run ragged by him standing upon and pacing back and forth, a sight not uncommon to you as you have often frequented this flat where he now, for the moment, resides alone.
"Sher-lock Holmes?" you ask, allowing the second syllable of his name to run past your lips in a mockery of a name worthy of
A Fluffy Surprise- Sherlock x Reader Oneshot“Sherrrrlockkk!” you sing, skipping up the stairs to the flat that you shared with your detective boyfriend. “I’m baaackkk!”
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The tiny, grey bundle in your arms mewled softly, staring up at you with opal eyes filled with curiosity. “Hush now, little guy,” you say to the kitten, tapping its nose gently and scratching it behind the ears. “I want you to be a surprise.”
You had adopted the delightful Persian kitten from a shelter not far from where you worked, the grey catching your attention as you had walked past. And when you had locked your eyes with it, you knew it was just meant to be. But there was a reason to why you had adopted him, not just because it was drop-dead adorable. Your boyfriend, the great consulting detective Sherlock Holmes, missed you terribly when you worked, which was most of the time. Performing a job that you made-up didn’t exactly pay well, so to compensate you worked overtime. While he would neve