Sherlock locations →The Diogenes Club
“There are many men in London, you know, who, some from shyness, some from misanthropy, have no wish for the company of their fellows. Yet they are not averse to comfortable chairs and the latest periodicals. It is for the convenience of these that the Diogenes Club was started, and it now contains the most unsociable and unclubable men in town.” - The Greek Interpreter
Wholock AU: Sherlock gets sent back by a Weeping Angel and John decides to join him.
Please don’t hate me for doing this! Look, a Happy Epilogue!:
In which Sir Arthur Conan Doyle met a couple of mysterious men who solve crimes and decided to publish some stories about them.
Let’s just pretend Doyle likes Sherlock Holmes in this reality.
really can’t decide whether I like this or not
Title: Grey Like the Gravel Under Our Shoes (Or, While John Was in Dublin)
Prompt: Sometimes, Molly helps out with cases.
Genre: More of friendship, I should say. Slightly fluffy too? Unrequited romance, definitely.
A/N: This is my first go at writing “proper” Sherlock fanfic so I hope I got them quite right. My only other experience was a short swaplock drabble based on one of Lexie’s drawings. Hope this came out okay/not OOC.
Sherlock made the idea of breaking into a building to retrieve files in the interest of national security sound perfectly normal.
It probably is to him, Molly considers as she tips the water out of her shoes.
you’re wrong, you know.
That’s what people BREW! /I cannot
Another poster flying around Bakery Street