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Sun, 19 May 2013 11:26:53 -0400

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Sun, 19 May 2013 11:25:17 -0400

1 - 2 - 3 - 4, I declare a fic war!

Sun, 19 May 2013 11:24:54 -0400

What: Tumblr Fic War

Who: Anyone who reblogs this post.

When: Until everyone is actualfax dead, because this is WAR suckers!

Why: FEELINGS

What: Everyone who reblogs this post is opening their ask box up to the most brutal, feelings-inducing prompts anyone who is playing can imagine. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to take those prompts and DESTROY EVERYONE with them. Not just angsty stuff either, fluff can be just as bad, as many of you know!

If you are going on omegle, don’t fucking “edit” other people’s prompts,...

Mon, 13 May 2013 12:16:51 -0400

If you are going on omegle, don’t fucking “edit” other people’s prompts, that’s a dick thing to do.

So I've noticed a lot of Sherlock art collaborations over the last few weeks...

Sat, 13 Apr 2013 16:35:00 -0400

Would you guys want to do one with me? I could put up the line art, and who ever wants to color it definitely could, I would make a page on my blog for all of the pieces and it would all be great fun. Let me know if you’re interested and what you guys would like to color!

Quick Emergency Commissions!

Thu, 11 Apr 2013 17:35:01 -0400

I could really use the money right now, since I’m just about flat broke, I’ll give you a good deal I promise! Inbox me and I’ll respond with my email so we can work out everything, and be prepared to work through paypal or a check via post.

LINE ART PRICES: (color it yourself!)

1 figure: 4$

2 figures: 7$

2 figures with background/ groups: 8-15$

OTHER PRICES:

Simple color no Background: 15-20$

Simple Color with full backround : 20-25$

Full color with Full background: 25-40$

(all prices depend on complicatedness of the drawing)

I put a donate button on my blog, I’m not gonna make a big deal of it, but I’m pretty...

Tue, 09 Apr 2013 12:04:40 -0400

I put a donate button on my blog, I’m not gonna make a big deal of it, but I’m pretty much broke, and it’s really hard to keep making any art for you guys when I’m worrying about my next meal or tuition payments etc. So if you want/ can afford to donate it would be lovely, anything helps. Even if you can’t, I still love you and appreciate you for following me at all <3

Commissions!

Mon, 08 Apr 2013 22:07:00 -0400

LINE ART PRICES: (color it yourself!)

1 figure: 4$

2 figures: 7$

2 figures with background/ groups: 8-15$

OTHER PRICES:

Simple color no Background: 15-20$

Simple Color with full backround : 20-25$

Full color with Full background: 25-40$

(all prices depend on complicatedness of the drawing)

iwantthatcoat answered your question: Is anyone interested in commissioning just line art? yah....

Thu, 28 Mar 2013 21:05:11 -0400

iwantthatcoat answered your question: Is anyone interested in commissioning just line art?

yah. I’m interested

Coolio, inbox me and I’ll give you my email if you want to order anything!

Is anyone interested in commissioning just line art?

Thu, 28 Mar 2013 12:01:18 -0400

I’ve been thinking about commissioning line art from now on, which is fun, because you can color it yourself or give it to someone else to color!

Basically the prices would be something like this…

1 figure, 4$

2 figures, 7$

2 or more figures with background 8-10$

Setlock, series three filming, and just generally not being a prick.

Mon, 25 Mar 2013 18:27:48 -0400

Hey fandom, I love you all, but seriously, if you are going to go to a filming session to try to get a glimpse of the action, Be respectful! It is not cool for you to be screaming and noisy and just annoying, these people (actors, directors, set managers, etc.) are doing their jobs to produce something for you the least you could so is show them a little gratitude and respect. Also, there are probably other fans there as well, not screaming and being annoying, you are probably ruining the experience for them as well. SO, in conclusion don’t be a prick.

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Fri, 22 Mar 2013 23:50:54 -0400

Of of my all time favorite rps.... why did you have to disconnect? (drunken teenlock)

Thu, 21 Mar 2013 23:37:09 -0400

You: John…I realise it’s late but can I come over? SH (18)

Stranger: Yeah, alright. Is everything okay? JW [21]

You: Yeah, mostly. SH

Stranger: Mostly? JW

You: I’m fine, I just… I had a date tonight, I didn’t particularly enjoy it, and I want to see you. SH

Stranger: Alright. Yeah. You had a date? JW

You: Yes. I know… it’s not exactly something I want to do again. SH

Stranger: Date? JW

You: Yeah. SH

Stranger: Really that bad, huh? JW

You: I suppose it wasn’t /that/ bad. But I don’t see myself doing it again in the near future. SH

Stranger: Well, that’s your choice. JW

Stranger: I’ll put the kettle on, alright? JW

You: Great. See you soon. SH

Stranger: See you soon. JW

You: On second thought… maybe something stronger than tea would be good. SH

Stranger: I’ll see what I have. JW

You: Great. Can you let me in? I’m outside. SH

Stranger: It’s open. JW

You: ”Hey…” Sherlock called as he pushed the door open and threw his coat onto the sofa.

Stranger: John came out of the kitchen, a couple of bottle in his hand. “I have beer, the cheap champagne from New Years, and some vodka,” he murmured, looking them over. “I thought I had a bottle of scotch, but it seems to have been, um, drank.” He smiled to his best friend.

You: Sherlock sighed and flopped onto the sofa, looking up at John. “Champagne first.” He muttered, smiling up at his friend, it had been over a week since he had seen him, and he hadn’t realized how much he had missed him.

Stranger: ”Bit of bubbly,” John agreed, putting down the other bottles in the kitchen and grabbing two glasses. He moved to sit in the bit of space on the sofa Sherlock had failed to take up and poured them each some champagne. With a small smile, he passed Sherlock the glass. “I feel like we’re celebrating. So, come on, then. What should we celebrate? Being together for the first time in a bloody week?” It seemed to John with his medical studies and Sherlock’s final year of secondary school, they weren’t seeing each other nearly as much as they used it. Which was criminal. Sherlock was John’s very best friend.

You: Sherlock grinned and nodded, “And we can celebrate the fact that I didn’t die of boredom during that date…” He chuckled, lifting his glass towards John in salute.

Stranger: John followed suit and took a drink, allowing the liquid to tickle its way down his throat. “Okay, you’ve got to tell me. Was she really that dull?” He shifted to face Sherlock, thinking of all the times he had told Sherlock (or the prat had deduced) the awful goings-on of John’s own dates. Now it was Sherlock’s turn.

You: Sherlock rolled his eyes and took a long, slow swig of his champagne before sinking further into the cushions and shifting closer to John. “First of all… it wasn’t a girl, his name is Victor…” Sherlock explained, feeling his cheeks turn pink.

Stranger: John flushed with embarrassment. “Oh. Right, sorry. Um… You…” Sherlock was gay. Or at least bisexual. Which was fine. John just found it surprising he had never known about his best friend. It didn’t matter, he supposed. “You never told me,” he just murmured, sort of hurt that Sherlock would keep it from him. John shrugged it off. “Anyway, continue. So Victor. Boring as all hell?”

You: Sherlock felt bad about not telling John, apparently he should have at least mentioned that he leaned towards the homosexual side of the sexuality spectrum. “…Yes, very dull.” he sighed. “We went to a four star restaurant and he ordered a salad and water… that’s how boring he is.” Sherlock chuckled, hoping John wasn’t too angry with him.

Stranger: The blond laughed and shook his head. “Really? You’re judging him on what he ordered? Maybe he was on a diet or has health problems!” John laughed again shifted. “You won’t believe the number of girls I’ve dated who order the exact same thing. And some of them were rather nice dates.”

You: ”All he talked about was his pet fish! He has thirty of them in a ten gallon tank…” Sherlock groaned as he gulped down the rest of his drink.

Stranger: ”Some people really care about their salt water friends,” John laughed. “It’s a hobby. You’re really very judgmental. And mad that he didn’t spend the entire meal praising you.” John knew Sherlock better than anyone. And he knew it took a lot to hold the man’s interest.

You: ”Well… he was boring, he deserves to be judged.” Sherlock sighed, leaning forward and grabbing the bottle of champagne. “More?” he asked, as he poured himself another glass.

Stranger: He held out his own glass. “Yeah, pleased.” John was normally rather against drinking - his father and sister enough proof that he could easily become an alcoholic - but on some nights, it was nice. Besides, if Sherlock had it in his mind to get pissed, John would follow suit. “Anything of interest happen?”

You: ”He kissed me.” Sherlock said quickly, pointedly not looking up at John and gulping down some of his drink.

Stranger: John grinned. “Brilliant. Look at you. How was it?” John frowned at Sherlock’s reaction. “Was he bad?”

You: ”I just… I didn’t really want my first kiss to be with… /him/.” Sherlock sighed, tipping his head back onto the cushions and staring at the ceiling.

Stranger: His face fell a bit. “It was your first kiss?” He asked, suddenly realising in the time he had known Sherlock - four years now - he had never heard of Sherlock fancying or kissing or caring about anyone. “I’m sorry it wasn’t magical.” He patted Sherlock’s knee. “Hey, it could be worse. I was seven for my first kiss. Jeanette Levon. We both got in trouble for it.”

You: Sherlock smiled a little and glanced at John. “Yeah… it was my first.” he sighed, running his fingers through his curls slowly. “I don’t care about it being /magical/… I just wish it was at least a little bit /special/.” he muttered.

Stranger: ”You’d be surprised,” John murmured. “As dull as you think it was, you’ll remember it the rest of your life.” That might actually make it more disappointing. “And he kissed you, yeah? So technically, you haven’t kissed anyone yet.”

You: ”I don’t think it works like that John…” Sherlock laughed as he drained his glass. “A kiss is a kiss…” he murmured.

Stranger: ”But you didn’t start it so you didn’t do the kissing,” John argued, filling Sherlock’s glass again, and his own. “You’ve been kissed, but you haven’t kissed someone. Get the difference?”

You: Sherlock nodded slowly, “I guess so.” He muttered. “How many people have you kissed then?” He asked curiously.

Stranger: John’s eyes widened and he sat back, counting. “Oh, god. Um…” Well, Sarah, and Jeanette - both as seven year olds and when they dated nine years later - Daphne and Wendy and Kelly. He had just broken up with Mary - oh, Sherlock didn’t know yet - and… “Eleven.”

You: Sherlock nodded, “I thought it would have been more.” He chuckled, feeling the alcohol starting to take effect on him. “You seem like the type a lot of people might want to kiss.”

Stranger: ”I was with Mary for a year and a half. And Sarah and I dated tenth and eleventh year.” He shrugged. “I guess it’s not that much, huh?” He smirked, flushing slightly. “Can I tell you something? I only counted the girls.”

You: Sherlock looked up quickly. “What do you mean, /was/ with Mary? You two are still dating… right?… And… you’ve kissed guy before?” he asked quickly, in one breath.

Stranger: John sighed. “We broke up three days ago,” he shrugged off, not wanting to talk about it. He had really thought Mary was the one. Her cheating had hurt. “Yeah. If we add in guys, the total jumps to seventeen.” John didn’t count them. It was awful not to, especially since some of them had really mattered. But he didn’t like admitting he was bisexual.

You: ”Oh…” Sherlock murmured, not sure which issue to adress first. “I’m sorry about Mary.” He sighed, figuring that it was more polite to offer apology, than delve into John’s apparently not so straight sexuality.

Stranger: ”Don’t be,” John waved away. “She was a bitch.” He drained his glass, poured himself another, and quickly drained that, too. “It doesn’t matter.”

You: Sherlock nodded, “If you don’t want to talk about it… that’s fine.” He murmured, putting his hand gently on his friends arm, trying to reassure him. “But… if you want to talk, I’ll listen.” he sighed.

Stranger: He swallowed hard. “She cheated on me,” John finally answered. “With Bill.”

You: Sherlock’s hand tightened around John’s arm softly, “I’m sorry.” he whispered. Usually he found it hard to be reassuring or comforting, but with John it came naturally, “You deserve better John…” he added quietly.

Stranger: John leaned slightly into Sherlock, realising the champagne was gone. “Damn straight I do. Vodka or beer?” He shifted to stand. “I think I have some Sprite to add to that Vodka.”

You: ”Vodka…” Sherlock said with a smile, standing up with John to follow him into the kitchen.

Stranger: John tugged the Sprite from the fridge and poured a good mix of Vodka and Sprite into another glass. “Drink up, then, mate.”

You: Sherlock took the glass and sipped at it. “So… about the other thing…” He muttered as he hoisted himself up to sit on the kitchen counter.

Stranger: The med student poured his own, turning to look at Sherlock. “About what other thing?” He leaned against the counter across from Sherlock, taking a gulp of his drink.

You: ”You’ve kissed… six guys, and you never told me!” Sherlock said as he leaned forward towards John. “You’re not… ashamed are you?” he murmured, his voice lightly slurred.

Stranger: ”You’re gay,” John counted, a bit warm and light headed. “You didn’t tell me that. I think I’m allowed to keep my bisexuality to myself.” He flushed as Sherlock leaned closer, looking up at his dear friend. “Ashamed? Yeah, I guess.” He took another drink. “Kind of just happens when I’m at pubs and parties, y’know?”

You: ”Yeah I know… and I’m not gay, not really, and if I was I wouldn’t be ashamed of it.” Sherlock muttered taking a large swig. “I’m not usually even attracted to anyone… but when I /am/… it’s usually men.” He explained.

Stranger: John rolled his eyes. “Just ‘cause you’re picky doesn’t mean you’re not gay.” He laughed at nothing a moment, before finally admitting. “I like it, though. When I kiss guys. I like it when I kiss girls, too, but guys are different. Better.”

You: Sherlock sighed and shrugged, “So you like men better?” He asked with a mischievous smirk. “Have you ever done… anything else with a guy?” he asked quietly.

Stranger: He was sort of lost in that smirk and John couldn’t help but smile back. He finished his drink and pushed the glass back onto the counter. “Yeah,” he answered. “He blew me.” John wavered slightly. “It was brilliant.”

You: Sherlock bit his lip and felt a blush spreading up his neck. He quickly mimicked John and gulped the rest of his drink down. As he looked down at his hands in his lap his vision spun. “I… I need to sit down…” he muttered to himself, hastily hopping off the counter and heading for the sofa. Apparently he had much less of a tolerance for booze than John did.

Stranger: Despite knowing it was bad to mix one’s alcohols, John had started and he wasn’t likely to stop tonight. He grabbed one of the beers and headed after Sherlock, his path less than straight. “You feelin’ okay, mate?” He sat beside Sherlock, one arm going around his friend’s shoulders as he took a swig from the bottle.

You: Sherlock nodded and let himself fall against John’s chest. “I’m fine.” he mumbled, “I just… drunk…” He explained a bit incoherently.

You: ((my wifi is a little shitty sometimes, so if we get disconnected, my tumblr is anon-fangirl… btw (: ))

Stranger: ((I’m fluffy-socks))

You: ((great!))

Stranger: John chuckled. “Yeah, could tell. M’too.” He leaned into Sherlock, throwing back more beer. “You wanna eat somethin’? Might help.”

You: ”No…” Sherlock sighed, looking up at John, “Just no more alcohol…” he muttered with a light smile. “S-should you be having beer after champagne and… uhm… v-vodka?” he giggled.

Stranger: ”No,” John laughed. “But I don’t care.” He looked up at the ceiling. “I like it when you come over. You don’t enough anymore.”

You: ”I know.” Sherlock murmured as he realized he was playing with a loose thread on the hem of John’s shirt. “You’re always busy with school and your friends…” he sighed.

Stranger: John’s smile sank away as he bent his arm around Sherlock so his hand could pet at Sherlock’s dark, soft curls. “I’d put ‘em aside to hang with you.”

You: ”Don’t put aside your schooling…” Sherlock whispered, leaning into John’s touch and tracing his fingertips over the small patch of skin revealed between John’s shirt and jeans on his hip.

Stranger: Something flared through John at the touch, something warm and wonderful. He hummed happily. “Oh, that’s lovely,” he purred, a soft giggle escaping him. “Nah, not my schooling then. But I’d put aside my friends, yeah.”

You: Sherlock smiled up at John and nodded. “So we’ll hang out more now… yeah?” he murmured, flattening his hand on John’s hip and rubbing small circles with his thumb.

Stranger: John nodded distractedly, the feeling of Sherlock’s skin against his own wonderful. His grip tightened in Sherlock’s hair, tugging softly, before he let go to lean forward and put his beer on the table. When he leaned back, he turned to face Sherlock, a flush colouring his cheeks.

You: ”What?” Sherlock whispered, looking up at John, who seemed to have something on his mind. He would try to deduce it, but he was far to drunk for such things.

Stranger: ”Nothing,” John excused, smiling softly. He reached forward to cup Sherlock’s cheek and giggled. “I really love your eyes, y’know. They’re gorgeous.”

You: Sherlock smiled and nodded, “I’ve noticed you looking at them quite a few times…” he sighed, nuzzling his cheek against John’s palm gently.

Stranger: ”So how come you never did anything?” John asked, leaning forward so the alcohol on their breath mixed. “You’re so observant, Sherlock. Couldn’t you tell?”

You: Sherlock blushed and found that he didn’t know where to look. “I… I’m not good with… stuff like that.” he admitted, feeling his hear rate quicken and his breath become shallow.

You: heart*

Stranger: John stroked Sherlock’s sharp cheekbone gently. “Is this okay, Sh’Lock?” John asked, leaning forward a bit more so their noses touched. “Sh- Should-” He licked his lips. “Oh, sod it.” He pressed his lips to Sherlock’s, stealing the kiss.

You: Sherlock tensed up for a second, shocked at first. But when he realized what was happening he tried to relax, and found it quite easy to lean closer to John, wrap his arms around the older man’s waist, and kiss him back.

Stranger: Perhaps, had John been sober, he would have taken this time to romanticize about how it had been a long time coming and how wonderful Sherlock’s lips felt. All John knew in his haze was that Sherlock was kissing him back. And that was amazing. He shifted closer to the other, the kiss quickly turning from something nervous to a full on snog.

You: Although inexperienced, Sherlock tried to match what John was doing with his lips, and after a while, what John was doing with his tongue, finally he pulled back, to catch his breath and murmured, “Now I need to kiss you… you can be my real first kiss.” he whispered.

Stranger: ”I’d love to be,” John panted, licking his lips, loving the taste of Sherlock mixed with alcohol on them. He chuckled lightly and ran his hands from Sherlock’s face and hair down to his chest. “Go ahead.”

You: Sherlock smiled and slipped his hands up John’s chest to rest on his shoulders before leaning in and pressing his lips tenderly to the other’s.

Stranger: It was sweet how gentle and tender the kiss was. Inexperienced. John was even more endeared to Sherlock and he immediately deepened the kiss in longing. “You’re gorgeous,” he panted, before diving in again and kissing up the younger man’s jaw to nip at his neck.

You: Sherlock moaned softly at the feeling of John’s lips on his neck and he eagerly tipped his head back to show John how much he enjoyed this. While John worked his throat with his lips, Sherlock’s hands slipped through his soft, short blonde hair.

Stranger: Oh, did John appreciate Sherlock’s throat. It was gorgeous and pale and lovely and John shifted to straddle Sherlock.

You: Sherlock searched for John’s lips again with his own and wrapped his arms around the other’s waist as he kissed him passionately, reveling in the taste of his mouth and the warm weight of his body atop his own.

sherlock-deduction: moffnat: amygloriouspond: Where did you...

Tue, 19 Mar 2013 13:35:20 -0400

sherlock-deduction:

moffnat:

amygloriouspond:

Where did you put the rubber duck?

IF EITHER OF THEM ARE IN THE TUB AT SOME POINT MY HEART WILL F A I L EMERGENCY 911

I CAN’T HANDLE THAT DHSJKAFHUIDYHSJKFHDUISHKJDS

fanart involving this tub shortly to follow… as soon as i get these damned commissions finished.

A commission for bilbos_pantaloons

Sun, 17 Mar 2013 22:09:20 -0400

A commission for bilbos_pantaloons

This year July has 5 Fridays, 5 Saturdays and 5 Sundays. This happens once every 823 years. This is called money bags. So copy this and money will arrive within 4 days. Based on Chinese Feng Shui, the one who does not copy, will be without money. Figured I'd pass this on!

Sun, 17 Mar 2013 15:30:45 -0400

astro-nave:

MONEY.

Only reblogging because I’m a greedy bitch who wants money.

Hey doesn’t hurt to reblog ya knoww and if money is involved….

My mom’s paycheck arrives in 4d days, THIS SHIT WORKKSS

chinese feng shui knows about tumblr ?

brunetteinferno:

OMG I didnt notice until today.I reblogged this and got 10 dollars :D

got to pay for stuff somehow so why not.

forever reblog

haha I got money today!!!

Show me the moneyyyy!

MONEY MONEY MONEYYYYYY!

i-stepped-on-a-lego: My friend Amelia made a thing and...

Wed, 13 Mar 2013 16:29:06 -0400

i-stepped-on-a-lego:

My friend Amelia made a thing and BEST

Just so everyone is aware, the angel Gabriel is supposed to have RAINBOW WINGS. HOW COOL IS THAT? (this is just one depiction of Gabriel with rainbow wings, by Jan Van Eyck, you can always tell who he is in old art by the wings… )

Commission Scene from No Intention by Keeliethompson1

Tue, 12 Mar 2013 14:35:58 -0400

Commission

Scene from No Intention by Keeliethompson1

Commission for: sherlockjoanandclyde

Tue, 12 Mar 2013 14:32:51 -0400

Commission for: sherlockjoanandclyde

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