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Desk lamp: "Soup du jour, hot hors d’oeuvre,

Why, we only live to serve,

Try the grey stuff; It’s delicious!

Don’t believe me? Ask the dishes!

They can sing! They can dance!

After all, John, this is—-“

John: ”SHERLOCK!!! WHAT DID YOU PUT IN MY COFFEE??”

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A few hours later… (when the hallucinations have really taken hold):

 

John would make a terrifying Disney princess…

From that day forth, Sherlock never saw opera the same way again.

Heh. I hope some of you are nerdy enough to know which opera I’m referring to here.

I’ve been listening to Die Zauberflöte (The Magic Flute) all day during work and I kept picturing Mycroft as the Queen of the Night…

I don’t know why I find Mycroft in drag so plausible (and amusing) but I do. Besides, nonsensical pictures are forgivable on April Fool’s Day.


(Also, here are the translated lyrics for those who don’t speak/read German. In the picture, Mycroft is singing the lines: “Disowned may you be forever! Abandoned may you be forever! Destroyed be forever!” which will probably be followed by, “if you do not put on your trousers!”)

Watson: Who said anything about husbands?
Sherlock: I did. Told Mike this morning that I must be a difficult man to find a husband for. Now here he is, just out to lunch with an old friend.

I re-watched Study in Pink, and I could not un-think this in my head.

To be gorgeous and high and true and fine and fluffy and moist and sticky and lovely, all you have to do is to believe that one is gorgeous and high and true and fine and fluffy and moist and sticky and lovely. And I believe it of myself, tremulously at first and then with mounting heat and passion because, stopping off for a second to be super again, I’m so often told it.” — Stephen Fry

Mycroft is lovely, “in a fluffy, moist kind of a way.”

Colors - April Smith

I’ll wear your colors my dear 

Until you’re standing right here 

Next to the one who adores you 

Whose heart is beating for you 

Like a lighthouse guides

A shipwrecked sailor safely from the sea

I’ll wear your colors til you come back home to me

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Train of thought: England goes to war again and John is called to serve. Sherlock, never knowing how to show his emotions, hides any signs of sadness over John’s imminent departure. He denies all feelings of loneliness, longing, etc. until John leaves. Then, in the privacy of his now empty rooms, Sherlock begins to mope. He eventually develops an attachment to everything that John used to wear and even starts to wear John’s jumpers because it brings him a curious sense of comfort. When John returns, he is greeted with a Sherlock dressed in one of his old sweaters, looking quite awkward because John’s clothes are much too loose for Sherlock’s lanky body. But John says nothing because he understands. Sherlock has missed him.

 

(…just a silly doodle for a silly thought)

The Sherbit: Unexpectedly spirited ‘holme’


"Your name—I remember it now. Your name is Sherlock Holmes."


In which, Sherlock gets turned into Smaug and needs Hobbit!Watson to remember his real name to free both of them from the spell.


(My train of thought went something along the lines of: Smaug = dragon & dragon = Haku, Smaug = Cumberbatch & Cumberbatch = Sherlock, therefore Sherlock = Haku… yeeah I don’t think there’s anything I can’t crossover with Sherlock)

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And here’s little Mycroft floating down after them. He had a little too much cake.

Disclaimer: I totally traced the faces from Miyazaki’s Spirited Away (like you couldn’t tell…) but the hair and clothing alterations are my own.

I present to you…

Molly Hooper, Shieldmaiden of Baker Street.

"The one who counted."



She’s disguised in the robes of the enemy.


Everytime I rewatch The Return of the King I get all these feels, and the Eowyn feels are among the greatest (up there with all those hobbit feels). I’ve watched the trilogy at least 20 times now (for each movie) and I still cry. Every. Fucking. Time.

askmissmolly:

Now open and taking asks!
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(OOC: So I know that there is already an “Ask Molly” tumblr but I really wanted to make one so… voila! The replies will be drawn in the same style as the image above.  And for anyone who’s curious, here’s my art blog.)

Started a new blog for anyone who’s interested~!
I’ve always loved Molly and seeing as how I’m much better at drawing females, I decided I might as well make her my first ask blog :>
Enjoy~

askmissmolly:

Now open and taking asks!

.

(OOC: So I know that there is already an “Ask Molly” tumblr but I really wanted to make one so… voila! The replies will be drawn in the same style as the image above.  And for anyone who’s curious, here’s my art blog.)

Started a new blog for anyone who’s interested~!

I’ve always loved Molly and seeing as how I’m much better at drawing females, I decided I might as well make her my first ask blog :>

Enjoy~