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Commissioned illustration for an upcoming artist residency program—Gothe Residency of the Arts! Their Kickstarter just launched, go take a peek! You can get a print of this piece with the $25 tier ;)
(Many thanks to Vincent for giving me the banger prompt of "dark academia androgynous person + Borzoi")
Anonymous asked:
teach me?? how to draw?? the action of kissing????
Step 1. yearn
“John.” “Sherlock, don’t,” John hissed softly, shaking his head. It wouldn’t work, not this time. He wouldn’t just fold because Sherlock spoke to him in that soft voice. His breath caught in his throat as suddenly, he felt a warm body move closer to his own. Instinctively, he tried to move away, but with every step he took back, Sherlock took one forward. It was only a matter of time before he bumped into the wall. John pressed his back against the stones, squeezing his eyes shut. Sherlock moved closer still, until their chests brushed together with every breath they took, the taller body blocking out the bite of London’s cold winds. John curled his fingers into the tails of Sherlock’s scarf, not entirely sure if he intended to pull him closer or push him away. “John…” Sherlock spoke again, his voice barely audible over the sounds of the city. His breath was warm, tickling the doctor’s forehead. “Don’t,” John repeated fiercely. He knew what was coming, what Sherlock was going to say. He also knew that if he heard those words, he would forgive him, and he would be pulled right back into this whole painful cycle. He didn’t know if he could do it again. Whispering now, “Just… don’t.” Sherlock was never good at following orders. “I love you.”
(Not my writing. Source: x)
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Inktober # 8 - Lashing Out
Sherlock is high and he isn’t happy when he finds Mycroft and Anderson searching the flat.
Colour Ink on brown paper
From @baloobird’s prompt list for Comfortember.
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Me not understanding why straight people watch dating shows/get so obsessed over the Will they/won’t they.
Me watching the progress 2 very unusual middle aged men in a somewhat altered universe that have a very problematic past and/or future for the 6th time.
Is the sun in your eyes, easy rider?
Do the flame-colored skies light your fire?
Being a kid was so fucking funny we’d just go around lying to each other’s faces constantly to impress each other one of my classmates told me he was the first person to visit the sun and when I asked him what it was like to prove he was lying he said he didn’t remember because they sent him there when he was just a baby and to this day the mental image of NASA launching an unsupervised baby into the sun still makes me crack up