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Holmes doesn’t take kindly to sharing the limelight.
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In which Watson gets carried away by his own code-breaking abilities.
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In which Mrs Hudson finally gets a little peace and quiet.
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[CAPTION: Alternating pattern of Holmeses and Watsons spelling out a message in the ‘Dancing Men’ code. When translated, the code reads ‘Happy Anniversary Mrs H’]
Happy anniversary, Mrs H!
Unbelievably, the Adventures of Mrs Hudson is now 2 years old! A big, big thank you to everyone who has stuck with this ridiculous idea for so long – I have so much fun drawing these, and it’s brilliant to have found a bunch of people who have a similarly silly sense of humour with whom to share them.
There are plenty more adventures yet to come…
Here’s to the next year!
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Happy Halloween, folks!
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Have a spooky evening... in a show of pure curmudgeonliness, I shall be hiding under the duvet and pretending I'm out when trick or treaters come knocking.
Happy Halloween, folks!
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I think we all know who’s really in charge here.
(Thank you all for your patience while I merrily throw the updating schedule out of the window! It’s lovely to be back.)
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We all know what happened the last time Holmes went to a party.
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We all know what happened the last time Holmes went to a party.
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Sorry I've been quiet lately - I've been working on another play (sadly, I don't get to punch Sherlock Holmes in this one). The Adventures of Mrs Hudson will return soon, but in the meantime, subscribers to the Watsonian may have spotted a very silly contribution from yours truly, featuring Watson as you've never seen him before...
Marvel × Sherlock
Alignment chart
Enjoy this weird alignment chart!!!
Monica Rambeau + Thor Odinson + Bruce Banner + James Moriarty + Sherlock Holmes + John Watson + Mary Morstan + Bucky Barnes + Mrs. Hudson
Enola Holmes VS. Sherlock
The Holmes' Siblings
Sherlock
William Sherlock Scott
Enola Eudoria Heddassa
Eurus
Mycroft
Mycroft
The Holmes' Parents
Eudoria Holmes
Mrs.
Mr.
Honorary Holmes'
John Watson &
Martha Louise Hudson
Rip Una you will be missed very much💜💙
The choke hold the "I hate everybody and everything but you." trope has me in is fucking disgusting.
John: Why do you still think that? Sherlock doesn't love me
Mrs. Hudson: Yes, he does
Lestrade: Yes, he does
Mycroft: Yes, he does
Sherlock: Yes, I do
Sherlock: John, we have to decide a date for our wedding
John: We have... WHAT?
Sherlock: Now that we're engaged we should start planning things, you know. And Mrs. Hudson is going to kill us if we don't tell her more about it soon
John: Sherlock, what are talking about? We aren't even together. When the fuck did we get engaged?
Sherlock: Two months ago
John: And why does Mrs. Hudson know it and I don't?
Sherlock: Oh well, it isn't my fault if you were not at home when it happened
I love how the soviet holmes movies aren't afraid of letting men cry. Like Watson cries when Sherlock dies. Sherlock is so kind with Mrs. Hudson I love them so much. Watson and Mrs. Hudson giving him a hug is so nice to see. Sherlock only crying after they cry too bro, thats so real. I love them so much we need more love for this adaptation is SO GOOD.
Oh absolutely. I wasn't originally convinced by this theory, but the amount of foreshadowing with mentioning her retired father screams 'set-up for SIGN'. There's also Holmes describing Morstan in the canon:
"[She] might have been most useful in such work as we have been doing."
Mariana is certainly useful in S&co, and if they do end up adapting the novels (still the plan if I recall correctly) it will make the story much much worse for us listeners, as we already love and care for Mariana(or as John has started calling her, Mari).
It's definitely pointing in that exciting direction! (imo)
Anyone else get the feeling that Marianas literary equivalent could not only be Mrs. Hudson but also Mary Morstan?
Like I could totally be far off, but it was just a thought I had...
"What's wrong?"
Martha Hudson filled the kettle and placed some of her biscuits on a plate. Every now and again she glanced through the open door to the man sitting in her living room. She sighed again. When the tea was ready, she placed it on the tray beside the biscuits and went over to Sherlock. “Sherlock dear, you have to eat. Tell me you ate something today?” The man lifted his gaze and blinked at her in confusion, as if he had no clue where he was or what he was doing. It was quite possible that he really did not know. Mrs Hudson sat down next to him and placed a hand on his back. Sherlock had come down to her about two hours ago, and was now sitting in her flat like a statue, not moving, not speaking, looking utterly lost. “Sherlock, what's wrong?” she asked in a gentle tone. Sherlock blinked again and slowly, so slowly, turned his head. He frowned, then he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, he looked shattered, utterly broken and forlorn. “I love him,” he said eventually, in a low and distant tone, as if he was bewildered himself. Mrs Hudson's face fell with this confession and she stroked Sherlocks back in a reassuring manner. “Oh dear...” Sherlock put his elbows on his knees and placed his face in his palms. “I'm in love, Mrs Hudson...” His voice cracked, and he looked completely broken. Her chest tightened at the sight and she searched for words to soothe Sherlock, when he continued. “I fell for him, exactly one year ago.” He took a deep and shuddering breath. “The night we met. The night he saved my life. And I'm still falling. One year, Mrs Hudson. And every day, every single day, I look at him, and I love him a bit more than the day before. And it hurts.” His breathing was fast and rough, his entire body was tensed and positively trembling. “It hurts... and it's not getting better. When will it stop? Is it ever going to stop?” His eyes were red and he was looking so desperate, so done with everything. Mrs Hudson closed her eyes as she thought about all the rude and thoughtless comments of Sherlocks flatmate. 'Not a couple,' 'Not gay' and so on. She closed her arms around the broken man and shushed him, rocking him gently back and forth. “Maybe it will never end, and maybe it will continue to hurt. But you will learn to live with it. You will learn to love him in your own way, to live with him and for him. And on the days you think it is too much, I will be there for you, and you can talk to me. Remember, that you can always talk to me...” She squeezed him tightly and lowered his head onto her shoulder, while the strongest man she knew, shattered into pieces in her arms.
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