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just a detective and his fursona

“Cassandra woke up to the rays of the sun streaming through the slats on her blinds, cascading over her naked chest. She stretched, her breasts lifting with her arms as she greeted the sun. She rolled out of bed and put on a shirt, her nipples prominently showing through the thin fabric. She breasted boobily to the stairs, and titted downwards.”

“It was murder jumping about trying to have a good sword fight wearing all that heavy gear. And I felt such a nit anyway.”

continuing the they’re so in love it’s making me ill saga. i don’t even have words anymore look at holmes’ smile y’all

continuing the they’re so in love it’s making me ill saga. i don’t even have words anymore look at holmes’ smile y’all

Merry Christmas to those who celebrate and these two in particular! Based on a drabble & prompt by the lovely @siephilde42

Merry Christmas!

Happy Holidays everyone! ♥︎♥︎♥︎

The Bruce Partington plans

"The Illustrated Sherlock Holmes Treasury" - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

Blue Carbuncle illustration by Laurence Pernet

DAVID BURKE and JEREMY BRETT as DR JOHN WATSON and SHERLOCK HOLMES in THE BLUE CARBUNCLE (1984)

It was indeed like old times when, at that hour, I found myself seated beside him in a hansom, my revolver in my pocket and the thrill of adventure in my heart.

Production still from The Solitary Cyclist.