one and only consulting detective in the world
THE FALL (fragrance by J. Moriarty)
you’re worth itI owe you
Oops i didnt write stuff about me: I like to draw and read, i have a dog, i have brown hair, and most of the times im alone..
Hello, darling! Sorry this took so long, but man I was so excited to write this one! Like, I love writing all these stories so much, but I had an idea for yours in mind for a while and I’m going to stop talking now so you can see what I’m talking about
How you meet: Cracking open your favourite book, you smile as you sit against a wall and prepare yourself to be taken by the story. Except some loudmouths seem to have a different plan in mind. After ten minutes of failed reading and exchanging sympathetic smiles with a tall curly-haired man who’s also trying to focus, you pack up your things. You hate having to sacrifice the perfect reading spot, but if moving means you’ll finally get peace and quiet then who’s the real winner here? The loudmouths would be since they took your spot, but someone else—someone equally exasperated and who you’ve been having a silent conversation with—refuses to leave so easily.
"Excuse me." He says, putting on a frighteningly polite smile and unknowingly, you set down your stuff so you can watch what he’ll do. "Yes, you, the narcissistic boring ones, hello. Did you know you’re disturbing people with your conversation?" The boys laugh, but the way the stranger smiles so widely and unblinkingly reminds you of a vibrant warning sign—cautioning everyone of the danger that lies ahead. "I, for instance, was reviewing a few of Scotland Yard’s cases and this lovely person was working on something important too, weren’t you…?"
"Neta." You answer as the man motions to you and he smiles at you, breaking his lethal polite mask before turning back to his victims.
"Otherwise known as a witness to prove that you’re disturbing a police investigation." Now the loudmouths’ grins start to fade as they realized for the first time how much trouble hid in the man’s smile. "Now that you’ve been informed as to your disturbance, any interruptions will result in me filing you as accomplices in every one of the cases I’m reviewing, understood?" The loudmouths have no way of knowing whether or not that’s a legally sound threat, but given the risk of arguing, it’s no wonder they chose to stay quiet. You couldn’t help but smirk at their terrified silence and your reaction didn’t go unnoticed by the man.
"Sherlock Holmes." He introduces himself to you, cracking a sideways smile at you before continuing, "You’re cleverer than you lead others to believe. So clever in fact that I think you’d be of great assistance in some of these cases." Dividing the stack of cases, he snuck a sideways smile at you before handing you half the pile and asking, "How would you like to be a consulting detective, Neta?"
ok so i’ve seen people doing stuff like this and i think it’s the maybe best thing ever so here i go
- your name
- your age maybe
- sexuality and/or gender or whatever you’re comfortable telling me uwu
- things about yourself
- like your favourite song or your interests or your briggs meyer or how you love to speak french even though you still have trouble pronouncing embrouillé
- ship you with a bbc sherlock character
- and write headcanons about you
- like how you meet
- and saturday evenings
- and the week before christmas when you get in a fight because they won’t tell you what they want and you’re horrible at choosing gifts for people
- here are some of my (johnlock) headcanons if u want a sample to see that i dont entirely suck uwu
- pls be following me
- reblog this post uwu
i love all of you and this is cute so if you’d like?
shut up, John
Fever - till you sizzle, what a lovely way to burn.