Алекс Каневский

@adversator:

      ❛   if  you  are  refering  to  small  HUMAN  children ,   i  suppose  you  shouldn ’ t  ,   they  are  annoying  little  things .   but            but ,   but ,  BUT .   maybe  you  could .   after  all ,   i AM  capable  of  shutting  them  up ,   and  i  used  to  be  a  good  mentor  to  fledglings.   once  or  twice .   ❜

            “Right..” There's a quiet, protective move to hold the sleeping, fledgling Gabriel closer to his chest, “No reason y’know, just.. curious.” hes half bouncing on his toes to keep the young archangel in his arms asleep and half doing it out of the sheer awkwardness of being faced with what he is to become.

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Grand Duchess Xenia Alexandrovna of Russia, 1903 by Olga
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Ея Императорское Высочество Великая Княгиня Ксенiя Александровна (Боярыня временъ Царя Алексѣя Михаиловича)

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“It would be my pleasure.”

10

“Helpless, weak and at your mercy. Told you, I’d do anything to be locked up in a room with you, where you’ll let me play with your gun. Told you, I’ll raise hell for you.”

AU: Spoiled rich kid with daddy issues who develops an obsession over a cop - a regular at a deli around the corner that he too begins to frequent.

Dear @saucefactory I was planning on a Cop AU for Gradence for a while now, but have been busy mastering the art of procrastination. Then I saw this post and your comment neath it and thought “IT IS TIME!”

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SO MARRIED it hurts every fibre of my being. Also, canonically, Watson has been trying on clothes in front of Sherlock, and Sherlock has been sharing (stealing) clothes with (from) Watson. (Probably even getting more than a feel and a whiff). And, how Sherlock lets go ‘cause staring into those beautiful eyes makes him weak. And that lil smile of Watson’s. So beautiful *cries*.

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That moment when Moriarty licks the dust that is mostly Sherlock’s skin and insinuates he wants the taste of fresh skin instead. In which he also says “doesn’t taste the same”, like he HAD in fact tasted the fresh skin before. That very glorious moment you realize, with extreme pleasure and equal part disappointment, that this is all playing out in Shelock’s head.

Bonus: (gif4) Sherlock inhaling deep with an almost unnoticeable gasp, like he was feeling that tongue on his skin. Could’ve even felt it at a subconscious level and probably there had been an actual physical reaction to all of this. ‘Cause this was one hell of a wet dream.