cavortings:
“Stay on permanently. Not as my sober companion, but as my companion. Allow me to continue to teach you. Assist me in my investigations. (…) This is an important decision and I encourage you to discuss it with others. Explain what you have been to me. And what I believe you can be to me. A partner. I am better with you, Watson. I’m sharper. I’m more focused. Difficult to say why exactly. Perhaps in time I will solve that as well.”
ricktimus:
I SEE WHAT YOU DID THERE, ELEMENTARY.
I SEENT IT.
amygloriouspond:
Sherlock: How long would the bacteria have been incubating inside her?
John: Eight, ten days.
Nova Fic Elementary: Broken
Fandom: Elementary
Idioma: Português
Sinopse: Às vezes, pessoas solitárias estão quebradas. Mas às vezes, quando duas pessoas solitárias estão juntas, elas podem consertar uma a outra.
Ships: É uma fanfic gen, voltada para amizade, mas pode ser vista como Joan/Sherlock se você quiser.
Gênero: friendship, character study, hurt/comfort.
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portraitsinpoetry:
When two awesome fandoms collide… Data as Sherlock Holmes.
jasjuliet:
“Hardly as attractive as Miss Watson.”
“…Brilliant imitation, really, but you aren’t my Sherlock either.”
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CBS’s Sherlock and BBC’s Watson. (part one)
I just love these shows so muhuhuch ;-;
jasjuliet:
“You are not my Watson.”
“And you’re definitely not my Sherlock.”
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CBS’s Watson and BBC’s Sherlock. (part two)
"
Well, Watson, you have done all that a good friend could. You can now disappear from the scene.”
“I must wait and hear his opinion, Holmes.”
“Of course you must. But I have reasons to suppose that this opinion would be very much more frank and valuable if he imagines that we are alone. There is just room behind the head of my bed, Watson.”
“My dear Holmes!”
“I fear there is no alternative, Watson. The room does not lend itself to concealment, which is as well, as it is the less likely to arouse suspicion. But just there, Watson, I fancy that it could be done.” Suddenly he sat up with a rigid intentness upon his haggard face. “There are the wheels, Watson. Quick, man, if you love me!
"
—Holmes to Watson - The Dying Detective - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
"
I don’t like it, Holmes.”
“My dear fellow, you shall keep watch in the street. I’ll do the criminal part. It’s not a time to stick at trifles. Think of Mycroft’s note, of the Admiralty, the Cabinet, the exalted person who waits for news. We are bound to go.”
My answer was to rise from the table.
“You are right, Holmes. We are bound to go.”
He sprang up and shook me by the hand.
“I knew you would not shrink at the last,” said he, and for a moment I saw something in his eyes which was nearer to tenderness than I had ever seen. The next instant he was his masterful, practical self once more.
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—Holmes and Watson in The Bruce Partington Plans - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
