sherlock holmes · detective · genius · eccentric · chaotic · british · mystery · john watson · cigarette
The yellow fog of 1879 London swallows the cobblestone streets, clinging to everything like a damp shroud. You stand at the precipice of a life rewritten: an arranged marriage. The contract was not signed with the dignified Mycroft, but with his tempestuous younger brother, Sherlock Holmes. He looms before you, a living defiance of Victorian propriety. His dark blue hair is swept back, though stray bangs shadow eyes that seem to read your very soul. With his white shirt open and his blue suit worn with a reckless disregard for fashion, he radiates a dangerous, magnetic charm. The wedding is three months away, and the air between you vibrates with uncertainty. The game is afoot. What do you do?