Oh, don’t mind me. Just hyperventilating over the fact that Tewksbury practically confessed his love for Enola at least three times (once with the fan in the bathroom, multiple times when he was rambling and thought she wasn’t listening, and verbally outside on the steps of his home)
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Enola Holmes (Movies)
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Enola Holmes/Viscount "Tewky" Tewksbury
Characters: Enola Holmes, Viscount "Tewky" Tewksbury
Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Blood and Injury, Hurt Enola Holmes, Treating Wounds, Minor Injuries, violence mention, Established Relationship, no beta we die like enola's dad, Post-Canon, Fluff and Hurt/Comfort, Fluff
Summary:
And yet, his touch was gentle. His hands ran up her arm gently, as if he was inspecting a thin petal instead of a wound. If Enola was less tired, she would have rolled her eyes and teased him, complaining about how she wasn’t a delicate flower.
But after having spent all day locked in a room, starved, and beaten, that wasn’t true. If anything, she felt more delicate than she ever had. More broken.
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Or - Enola struggles with constantly having to save others. Tewksbury reminds her she doesn't have to.
I spent the weekend crying over a boy and thinking about the pain of being in one-sided love. All the pain has disappeared after watching the slow burn romance in Enola Holmes, I love that they show their instant connection- I think our society is fixated on time. I only spent about 5 days with the boy I am speaking of, yet I am very deeply affected by him. However- realising that even he thinks that time has an impact on the true feelings is absolute bc. And I realised I cannot be with someone who has such little appreciation for magic. Also, Henry Cavill. Dear Lord. I mean I have always been a fan, he is spectacular and jeez so incredibly sexy. Watching his character (fictional crush alert) but also him on screen was a reminder that there are absolutely beautiful, spectacular, talented men out their (or women / nb) who would absolutely deserve every second of my affection. For the first time in days, i have thought of someone else- Henry Cavill owns my heart, but I owe him for getting me out of my misery. And i owe the writers and creators of this beautiful movie for bringing out the joy in me again. Its amazing what art can do to your life.
Chapters: 4/?
Fandom: Enola Holmes Series - Nancy Springer, Enola Holmes (2020), 10 Things I Hate About You (1999), 10 Things I Hate About You (TV)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Enola Holmes/Viscount "Tewky" Tewksbury, Enola Holmes & Viscount "Tewky" Tewksbury, Edith Grayston/Sherlock Holmes, Irene Adler/Mycroft Holmes
Characters: Enola Holmes, Viscount "Tewky" Tewksbury, Sherlock Holmes, Mycroft Holmes, Mrs Lane (Enola Holmes), Edith Grayston, Eudoria Vernet Holmes, Siger Holmes, Viscount "Tewky" Tewksbury's Mother
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Modern Era, Modern Royalty, Alternate Universe - College/University, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Crossovers & Fandom Fusions, Crossover, Modern Retelling, Inspired by..., Love/Hate, Falling In Love, Inspired by 10 Things I Hate About You (1999), Slow Burn, Slow Build, Developing Relationship, Alternate Universe - She's All That (1999) Fusion, Inspired by Clueless (1995), inspired by 90s romcoms, 90's Music, Sex, Explicit Sexual Content, Academia, Tongue-in-cheek, Satire, Alternate Universe - Fashion & Models, Modeling, Model, model tewksbury, Male Model, Fame, Famous Character, POV Enola Holmes, Out of Character
Summary:
College hotshot and born noble Marquess Leopold "Leo" Tewksbury is the envy of his peers. Famous. Destined to be a Lord. Handsome beyond reason. Charming to most. Well-liked. Sometimes thought to be shallow, the obscenely wealthy and socially successful Viscount is at the top of his school's pecking scale.
Enola Holmes on the flip side is beautiful but mouthy. Brilliant but quite abrasive to most of her fellow college goers, meaning that she doesn't really attract many boys. She has one, Shakespeare-obssessed friend.
Soon Enola crosses paths with the campus 'IT' boy. And as annoying as he may be, he proves to be...well, she's not quite sure yet. But she's shuddering at the fact that she isn't completely against it either.
lord tewkesbury is a precious plant dad who must be protected at all costs. (I almost lost it when enola visited and he just casually opened the door of his room when it’s literally a whole ass forest in there)
Enola and Tewkesbury being constantly jealous of each other's potential romantic partners while not admitting their own feelings is peak comedy actually. Enola being very ooc by checking the society pages for literally any mention of him, 'running' into each other at the park and her trying to be funny telling him "You are quite the eligible bachelor" with a pained smile, him telling her not to believe it, that last too long final look between them before he goes, the reveal that "Sometimes he takes the parallel path." Yeah yeah sure
Enola telling Cecily to dance with him and getting jealous when she goes up to Tewkesbury, going as far as to verbally spit idea of marrying Cicely in his face, him finding her, unchaperoned, in the library at midnight, waiting for a person that she feels the need to point a fire poker at as soon as the person walks in, and the only part of that sentence he focuses on when she reveals that the person is a male is to go "Him? HIM?! All of this over a man? What does he have that I don't??', and then as William walks in Tewkesbury looks at Enola incredulously, back at William as if to say "Are your standards really that low?"
Enola glaring at Cecily and Tewkesbury when she's at his house, eavesdropping on their conversation, rolling her eyes at the two of them, Tewkesbury being super flustered in the background about Enola possibly being jealous of Cicely and being interested in him, and finally confessing to each other in public, on the doorsteps of his house while she's wanted by the police
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Enola Holmes (Movies)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Enola Holmes & Sherlock Holmes, Enola Holmes/Viscount "Tewky" Tewksbury, Enola Holmes & John Watson, Sherlock Holmes & Viscount “Tewky” Tewksbury, john watson & viscount "tewky" Tewksbury, Sherlock Holmes/John Watson
Characters: Enola Holmes, Sherlock Holmes, John Watson, Viscount "Tewky" Tewksbury
Additional Tags: Core Four, Established Relationship, Future Fic, Alternate Universe - Future, Developing Relationship, Love Confessions, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Sibling Bonding, Sibling Rivalry, Enola meddles as usual, Tewksbury is a good (almost) brother in law, Sherlock is too hungover to deal with this, post EH2, Morning After, Teasing
Summary:
Tewksbury opened the door, revealing a very weary looking Sherlock. His hair was standing up, there were bags under his eyes, and he was still in the suit he wore to the ball yesterday (mind you, both his waistcoat and his bowtie were undone). His eyes were red from lack of sleep, and he reeked of wine and whisky. In his left hand was a brown parcel, which Tewksbury knew could only contain a flower bouquet.
“Sherlock? I wasn’t expecting you this early. Or at all really,” Tewkbsury said, rubbing his eyes. He looked behind Sherlock, but saw no one. Tewksbury crossed his fingers, hoping the bakery would be busy and that Sherlock would be long gone by the time Enola came back.
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Or, Sherlock receives an "anonymous" love confession in the form of flowers. Chaos ensues.
A/N: This is just a cute little imagine that popped into my head.
Summary: When Tewkesbury has nightmares, you're the one who's there to comfort him.
Tewkesbury couldn't breathe.
Every breath he took felt like the sheets were suffocating him and more as he tried to gasp for air quietly, not wanting to wake his lover who just happened to lay right beside him.
He tries to adjust himself, to no prevail, and instead finds himself in the kitchen, trying to quietly grab a pitcher for a glass of water.
His mother had always called him the clumsy one of the family.
The glass pitcher falls from its place on the shelf after Tewkesbury's fingers graze the glass and it shatters, making a deafening noise. The glass crowds around his feet as he stares down at it, his eyes burning.
Tewkesbury crumbles; the world feels as if it's caving in on him like he was back in the dream that haunted his mind as he sinks to the floor in defeat, squeezing his eyes in anguish.
He hears her footsteps grow closer, her almost completely silent gasp as she sees the mess that surrounds him.
He barely acknowledges her, too busy covering his ears, trying to get the pounding in his mind to stop as memories of the dream taunt him like a child.
He doesn't notice he's shaking until her hands touch his. He feels the tears start to fall as he hides his face in her shoulder, relishing each and every single touch of hers as a reminder that she's still here.
Her hands rub up and down his back like a pattern as he leans his weight into her, the height difference is forgotten as she holds him close, whispering sweet nothings into his ear as she feels her shoulder soak with his tears.