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This is what I do:
- I observe everything.
- From what I observe, I deduce everything.
- When I’ve eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, no matter how mad it might seem, must be the truth.
The Louvre Abu Dhabi Museum, designed by Ateliers Jean Nouvel.
… so n o m o r e farewell kisses.
(requested by mvlans)
johnlock smooches commissioned by purplppleatr ♥♥♥
this made me so feel peaceful while drawing!!
I know people may have porny headcanons, and that’s all to the good, but this is the sort of thing I fantasize about seeing (on the show): Sherlock eating— with John— and really enjoying it. None of that casual nibbling he did after the hospital with Magnussen. I’m talking food porn. I want him to like, literally have a big dinner where we see him enjoying himself, being like, yes, oh my god, this is so good. If John cooked for him then it’s especially perfect, but I’d also go for an after-the-case first date kind of thing. A step up from panting and laughing against the wall, if you will.
Like, I don’t want to go over the top or anything, but I can’t help it. I think if Sherlock let himself, he’d be so overwhelmed with his own physicality, and it doesn’t have to be limited to sex— in fact, it’s better if it’s not. Like, oh man, the flowers smell so good (now that I’m with John). Oh god, this pasta is heavenly, I’m dying, oh my god. His expression like: Jesus Christ, this chicken is a solid 10. (And John would be like, oh my god, is this legal in public? Is it hot in here, or what?)
Pretty much, as soon as that happens on the show, you’ll know John and Sherlock have had sex, haha.
Uuuh this has been a long time.
But now I’ve finally got my new tablet pen!!
was supposed to go out with kath today but she never replied to me. my sister’s asking me again why my friends are like this, also my mom, bc apparently i’m known for being stood up or canceled on in this family. i tell them i dont mind bc i’d rather stay home anyway. and this means i’m less tired for tomorrow when i meet my high school friends. there’s only so much effort i can muster to leave the house tbh.