• *in the lab*
  • Sherlock:*working*
  • Molly:*working*
  • Sherlock:*casually* Do you want to get married?
  • Molly:*pauses; looks around*
  • Molly:*confused* M-married?
  • Sherlock:To me, yes.
  • Molly:*chuckles nervously* Not...not 'married', though?
  • Sherlock:Yes.
  • Molly:*alarmed* What, like 'married'?
  • Sherlock:*irritated* Yes, married though.
  • Molly:*rolls her eyes* Yeah,'s not like a husband and wife type thing, is it?
  • Sherlock:*sighs* Yup.
  • Molly:*swallows* Well, we won't-
  • Sherlock:*fed up* Christ, Molly, yes. Married. You and I. I am talking having-dinner-wearing-rings-having-lots-of-kids-being-head-over-heels-in-love-spending-the-rest-of-our-lives-together married.
  • Molly:*smiles shyly* That is very married.
  • Sherlock:*nods*
  • Molly:*kisses his cheek* Okay, I'll marry you.
  • Sherlock:*smiles* I'd better get a ring, then.
  • Molly:*playfully slaps his arm*
Once in a While - Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Thump-thump.  Thump-thump.  Layna slowly opened her eyes, looking down to find that the faint sound she heard was the beating of a heart.  She craned her neck to look up, finding Oscar sleeping soundly beside her, holding her to him with his arm around her back.  A huge smile took over her face when she realized that last night hadn’t been a dream.  She had dreamed about him so often lately that she wouldn’t be surprised if it had been.  But no, last night happened, and it was the best night of her entire life. 

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anonymous asked:

(askthefairychildren) Vanille @ Freddy: Hello Freddy. It's been a while, how are things for you? Going well I hope. Is Lenox well? Is-- the rest of your team well? Are you?

Freddy gave the syldevoir the best smile he could must, which wasn’t saying much because he felt emotionally drained from the last few days. This bled into his eyes, which looked glassy and dead as well. “Hey Vanille. How have you been? Good I hope. How are the kids?”

The toxicroak looked away towards what would be the former company building then back to her. He just wanted to be honest with her, rather than lie and have that bite hime in the ass. “Well we are moving now and times are really stressful for me because of why we are moving.” His glassy eyes looked upwards towards the sky. “You see we are having a problem with my previous employer. See she started making business decisions that have been contradicting my desired affect for a long time and I just cannot handle her anymore. So we are moving to avoid problems.”

The merc rubbed his hands over his eyes and gave a low sigh. “I admit I am really unsure if this is the right decision on my end. I just dragged the company and the others into a shit show without their input, so I wouldn’t blame them for being pissed. So I am not sure how they feel.”

Mariah was signaling the others in regards to where to put certain items in either the truck she brought or Grohl’s car, when she spotted the unique hybird. She must be Freddy’s new ‘fling’ she thought. Even if she wasn’t she wanted to make her presence known, whether if either wanted it or not.

Within seconds she appeared behind Freddy using one of her shadow sneaks, tapping him on the shoulder. “You know Frederick, if you are going to flirt with your new girl friend when you have work to do, I would of arranged a fancy dinner and romantic music and all of that junk.” Freddy felt a mixture of nervousness and anger at the greninja’s interuption. “Mariah, she is a great friend of mine and Lenox’s she was just checking in for how we were doing.”

Mariah gave a glare at the hybrid, one that said to leave here before trouble starts. “Well. You told her. No get her to leave. You have some more important things to attend to.” With that the greninja disappeared into the shadows. Freddy, wanting to try and save face gave her an apologetic gaze. “I’m so sorry about her, she’s someone I know from far back. Way far back. And I would hate to say this but I need to get back to work. Take it easy ok and tell the kids and Eirian I said hello. I’ll come visit you and the others once everything is settled on my end.”


countess-of-phantomhive asked:

Bandages //after contract and he moves in????


Eyes widen as the demon was pulled out,” Rachel, what…..” He howled in pain as his skin was irritated, the demon pulling a towel over his front side in annoyance,” what in the name of g–” He grit his teeth as he looked at her, baring his teeth in anger. 

He looked to her in annoyance, eyes glowing brightly in the dimly lit bathroom. He was simply hunting for some substance that could help calm his body to try and prevent him from hurting the Phantomhives, and he was attacked by hunters in the area. He had deep lacerations all over his body, stab wounds on him, his eyes looking like they had been clawed underneath.


He’s surprised at the questions. His eyes widen a bit, and he straightens himself a bit more, tugging the shirt down to loosen it a bit from his tired form, “Not at all..I’ve been eating three times a day..” he speaks quietly, his gaze dropping as he moves back, “Come on in, its cold out tonight and if the door stays open too long my A/C bill is going to go up.” he rubs his eyes, moving to the kitchen, “Do you want anything? Coffee, tea, hot chocolate, water? Did you eat yet?” he asks, clearing his throat, knowing he was lying, and knowing it well. And he didn’t know why he was when he trusted her with so much. But nothing felt normal lately. He was falling into habits he thought he’d never revisit. Sleeping less, eating less. Even if he tried to sleep it was restless, and even if he tried to eat he had no appetite. He didn’t know why he felt so empty. It was like nothing stuck to him, like he was just there, and not really doing much else.

Suzy scrunched her brows as she looked at him more closely. Just by the way he mumbled and blabbed on, she knew he was lying to her. She could already tell though, either way. His form was disheveled and he looked like he hadn’t gotten out of his apartment at all recently, nor does he look like he’s gotten any sleep. Sighing, Suzy followed him into his apartment, closing the door behind her. “No, it’s fine. Yah, you’re worried about me eating when you yourself hasn’t eaten yet? Come on, let me make something for you to eat.” She had rarely ever seen him in that state, and seeing him like that now, she wanted to do everything in her right to cheer him up, even just a bit.

Fond Memories, My Brother.

Okay, so I don’t know if many of you on here know. But I am a huge Naruto fan. I love the anime so damn much. So because of such I randomly decided to most my story that has been on my fanfiction account for a long while on here. 

Note: These chapters  filled with Sasuke and Itachi brotherly fluff and hugs, since they are my favorite characters. Also they are in no real order, please enjoy and I will hopefully add the next 12 more on here soon. 

Age change just a tad. Instead Itachi being 6 years old when he started the academy. He’ll be 11 here and Sasuke will be six. 

Itachi walked the streets of his proud Uchiha Village. To say he was exhausted was an understatement. His muscles, particularly his arms and hands, ached every time he moved, his eyes kept drooping shut as he walked sluggishly toward his house, where his mother, father and otouto were. His stomach growled painfully, he had to leave early that morning, because he made the foolish mistake of oversleeping, and because of that, he had missed breakfast.

Though his bad day didn’t stop there, because he hadn’t eaten, his training was slow and depleted. As punishment, he had to stay behind afterwards and clean the chalkboards in all his classes, without any food.

Needless to say he was starving. And couldn’t wait to get home and see what his mother had prepared for dinner. That thought alone gave him the strength to brush off the tiredness his body was feeling. Maybe once he has eaten he’d have enough strength to play with his little brother as Itachi promised that morning.

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“I do pro wrestling on the side. It’s my weekend high. My wrestling name is Dirtbag Dan. I’m not very big so I’m one of the dirtiest fighters. My job is to make people hate me. I do all kinds of cheap moves: eye gouging, face-raking, stuff like that. I even gave a guy a wet willy once. I’ll go into the crowd and rip people’s signs up. I’ll tell a college kid that he should have been swallowed. Or if it’s family night, I’ll tell a little girl there’s no Santa Clause. Somebody’s got to be the bad guy. Because if there aren’t bad guys, there are no good guys. There can be no Chris Steeler without Dirtbag Dan.”

primagarcon asked:

Absolutely love you work! and how highly detailed your latest interior was, you mentioned "photo-bashing," lately I've been trying to figure out how to get drawings done quicker without getting bogged down. How do you go about photo-bashing or taking on detailed drawings?

Hi! It’s a really good question. When you do a drawing or painting, if you put details everywhere, it tends to look very mushy and it’s inefficient at the same time. Let me give an example of how to approach detail (aka texture):

This is a gorgeous sketch layout done by Paul Felix. Notice how he uses complexity(texture/detail) in certain parts and goes simple in the other to move the eye into the drawing. It can be used as a tool to guide the eye around a layout/painting.

Here is another painting of Paul Felix! In here the details are only on the light side of the mountain and the shadow part of it is simplified. Our attention goes straight into the top/light side of the mountain and fades downwards where all the detail and textures fade out too! It can be other way around where the detail/texture is on the shadow and the lit side is simple…it depends on what kind of painting/drawing it is.

Photo-bashing is done to put texture on objects in the end too. Texture is a great tool to create rhythm and shape. It’s all part of planning out the composition to tell the story or to create certain mood!


Sooo, this was another attempt at faun makeup inspired by this fanart which @trinathewolf drew of me~ I absolutely loved it and I had fun doing this look; especially strewing the flowers about my hair ;7; What do you think~?

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