elementary: sherlock holmes

Two quick drabbles because I need to believe in a universe where these two can show comfort when the other needs it.

Watson went upstairs somewhere after midnight but Sherlock knows she’s not asleep, even from where he is —sitting in the lock room, Moriarty’s letter on the table in front of him— he can hear her tossing and turning, still too distraught to rest.

He can’t help the thought of walking into Irene’s flat and finding nothing but a puddle of blood, of thinking, even in that moment, that it was because of him. Only he can’t truly comprehend what Watson’s going through, unlike Irene, Andrew was real.

Upstairs, she gets up from the bed and opens a window, remains silent for a few minutes before lying back down. Sherlock wanted her back in the Brownstone more than anything in the world, but not like this.

On an impulse, he kicks off his shoes and discards his jacket before making his way upstairs, his steps not as quiet as he’d like but he knows if he slows down he’ll lose his nerve. Her door’s not entirely closed and he pushes it open carefully, not wanting to startle her.

She doesn’t ask him what he’s doing, doesn’t recoil, she just stares wordlessly at him as he slips under the covers to lie at her side. He wants to say something comforting but all words seem abysmally inadequate in the face of her grief. Instead, he reaches out until his fingers touch hers.

A tear swells and falls across the bridge of her nose. Sherlock wraps his arms around her when she turns to bury her face in the crook of his neck.

Joan doesn’t move from the old leather trunk as Sherlock hides his mother’s ring and replaces the fake bricks on the fireplace. She remembers the first time she saw her father after her mom explained his schizophrenia to her and Oren, how every single interaction, every single memory was suddenly colored with the knowledge of his illness; how it hurt that it all finally made sense.

Sherlock’s being carrying, like a locket, the image of his mom since he was ten years old, since she died in the most horrific way. Anything about me that you might find interesting or amusing or good, he’d said and Joan knows him enough to know that he’d actually believed it.

The best of him. And now…

Before she can think better of it, she stands and takes the space between them in two short steps, until she’s standing between his parted knees. He flinches back, stares up at her with wide, red-rimmed eyes and Joan thinks he’s going to bolt, to push her away; but the moment her hand brushes his shoulder Sherlock sags into the touch, leans in until his forehead is pressed against her stomach.

His breath hitches in a sob and his hands fist at her back. Joan doesn’t say a word but she doesn’t stop caressing his hair as he weeps into her shirt.

It continually baffles me that Elementary isn’t mentioned very often on tumblr. It’s like four seasons of televised, well-done Sherlock Holmes fanfiction. Just for starters:

  • It casts the criminally under-appreciated Lucy Liu as the show’s version of Watson
  • The show’s creator has been holding the line for four years that Sherlock and Joan will NOT hook up because “it’s too easy,” and the show “doesn’t need it.”
  • It doesn’t downplay Sherlock’s (canonical) addiction to heroin, and in fact turns his recovery and continued sobriety into an issue he constantly struggles with
  • Sherlock’s character is well-balanced as a rude, arrogant, anti-social misanthrope who is still capable of being kind and treats those few he considers friends with respect
  • Likewise, Joan is intensely empathetic and nurturing to people in need, but does not tolerate bullshit (Sherlock’s especially) and is perfectly capable of beating up grown man a hundred pounds heavier than her with a police-baton
  • Sherlock teaches Joan cane-fighting (a fighting style he had in the books), and is an avid beekeeper (another detail from the books)
  • Sherlock and Joan share a pet turtle named Clyde. He paints.
  • The cast orbiting Sherlock and Joan are diverse, three dimensional, and exist as more than cannon fodder for Sherlock to prove his superiority at every turn.
  • Ms. Hudson is a trans woman (played by a trans actress) that cleans up Sherlock and Joan’s place when she’s not cohabitating with her sugar daddies
  • The mysteries are pretty cool and creative detective stories
  • Lucy Liu herself has said that a non-sexual relationship is more “dynamic” and “interesting” to play and considers the lack of romance between them a “sacred” part of the characters
  • The show is unabashedly practical when it comes to sexuality: Sherlock has arrangements with women that are non-romantic but respectful, and has suggested that Joan is “dissatisfied” with traditional relationships and might be more inclined to an open or even polyamorous relationship
  • I can’t even ruin it but just…Moriarty is magnificent
  • Again: a male and a female lead in a deep, significant platonic relationship based on mutual respect.

[Please don’t remove the caption] Not sure if I’m going to reopen regular commissions any time soon but would anyone be interested in this kind of small headshot? They’d be £10 (paypal only) for private use, you’d send me a clear reference for your character/person + a short description, and I’d go directly for a finished digital portrait (no preliminary sketch, would only edit in case I got it massively wrong), can be with or without animation. Email me at tweedosaurus @ gmail.com if interested! Thanks for reading!


So now that it’s over I can finally show you guys the covers I did for the Watson Washington convention this year :D

I don’t think I’ve ever drawn this many faces properly together in one place D:

Thanks @sherlock-seattle for the opportunity, it was a lot of fun!