Sirva

So this is a blog dedicated to all of my art work, progress I've made, sketches, SCAD work, and any commentary about these subjects. I also make lots of silly Sherlock doodles. Enjoy your stay. <3 Gonna use my screen name from now on! c: Real name goes on the professional blog, linked below! (soon)

ivorylungs:

sherlock saying that very soft and subtle thank you he did while he was drunk and john said he was funny but this time he’s thanking john for loving him and john tearing up over it and holding him so hard and not saying anything and sherlock is so confused over john crying and john is so very sad for sherlock and doesn’t want to let go of him ever again

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A little illustration of the story The Silver Blaze, made for The Beacon Society&#8217;s panel at 221B Con this year! Be sure to check out their panel Teaching Sherlock Holmes!

"&#8230;You would do me a greater still if you could lay your hands on the murderer of John Straker.&#8221;
"I have done so," said Holmes quietly.
The Colonel and I stared at him in amazement. &#8220;You have got him! Where is he, then?&#8221;
"He is here."
"Here! Where?"
"In my company at the present moment."
The Colonel flushed angrily. &#8220;I quite recognize that I am under obligations to you, Mr. Holmes,&#8221; said he, &#8220;but I must regard what you have just said as either a very bad joke or an insult.&#8221;
Sherlock Holmes laughed. &#8220;I assure you that I have not associated you with the crime, Colonel,&#8221; said he. &#8220;The real murderer is standing immediately behind you.&#8221; He stepped past and laid his hand upon the glossy neck of the thoroughbred.
"The horse!" cried both the Colonel and myself.

A little illustration of the story The Silver Blaze, made for The Beacon Society’s panel at 221B Con this year! Be sure to check out their panel Teaching Sherlock Holmes!

"…You would do me a greater still if you could lay your hands on the murderer of John Straker.”

"I have done so," said Holmes quietly.

The Colonel and I stared at him in amazement. “You have got him! Where is he, then?”

"He is here."

"Here! Where?"

"In my company at the present moment."

The Colonel flushed angrily. “I quite recognize that I am under obligations to you, Mr. Holmes,” said he, “but I must regard what you have just said as either a very bad joke or an insult.”

Sherlock Holmes laughed. “I assure you that I have not associated you with the crime, Colonel,” said he. “The real murderer is standing immediately behind you.” He stepped past and laid his hand upon the glossy neck of the thoroughbred.

"The horse!" cried both the Colonel and myself.

It&#8217;s finals week.
I feel like a lifetime of bad posture and caffeine overdoses.

It’s finals week.

I feel like a lifetime of bad posture and caffeine overdoses.