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11:03 I got an invitation in the mail to your wedding this morning Molly H 11:03 Are you going to make it? JW 11:04 You really are getting married? Molly H 11:04 Of course. JW 11:05 Oh - wow. I thought it was a joke or something. Molly H 11:05 Why would you think that? JW 11:06 Well I just never thought Sherlock would go for something like that. But then I never thought he would go for a romantic relationship at all, so shows what I know. Molly H 11:06 Well he has a very logical reason behind it. JW 11:07 I'm sure he does. How did you propose? Molly H 11:08 I didn't. JW 11:08 What? Molly H 11:09 Sherlock prop

12:00 I'm bored. SH 12:02 I'm at work Sherlock. JW 12:02 I'm aware of your location. SH 12:03 I mean I'm busy..... JW 12:03 No you're on break. SH 12:04 That's beside the point. I could be busy. JW 12:04 But you're not. And I'm bored. SH 12:05 So do an experiment or something. JW 12:06 No material. SH 12:08 So drop by Bart's and ask Molly for something. I'm sure she would love to see you. JW 12:09 Yes. But I'd rather not see her. SH 12:09 That's not nice Sherlock. JW 12:10 No it isn't. But why is that relevant? SH 12:11 Why do I bother? JW 12:11 Bother with what? SH 12:12 Nothing. Never mind. JW

Rythian froze and had to pull his mask up higher to cover the blushing. "...I'm going to have a word with him...knock some sense into him..." Rythian said. Ridge nodded and flew off. 'No...way...' Rythian though- still rapidly blushing. He shook his head and flew over to Lalna's Castle- hoping Lalna was there alone. Rythian flew up to Lalna's Castle and could sense that only Lalna was there. He flew through a window and saw Lalna there. Lalna heard Rythian land and grabbed his mining laser. He aimed the gun towards the darkness where Rythian was. "Who's there! Come out or I shoot!" Lalna said. Rythian stepped forward into the light of the ro

"Remind me again, why are we studying the outside of a police box?" John Watson questioned, getting a tad impatient with Sherlock Holmes "enigmatic" ways; for once he would love it if he were simply told the reasons for why they were doing something before that something actually occurred. "This isn't normal." He responded, cryptic as usual as he examined the phone with careful concentration. Before the doctor could inquire what wasn't normal the detective had already started speaking. "This box is made in the 1960s style which makes it at least, what? 42 years? However the paint is at most two years. Of course that could simply mean it is

SOLDIERS: HELLO! VIEWERS: What the…? (check TV schedule) JOHN: I'm lonely. I'm lonely, and sad. I'm sad, lonely and miserable. I'm sad, miserable, lonely and… THERAPIST : How's your blog? JOHN: … And I didn't expect this kind of Spanish Inquisition. Hey, are you drawing there very indecent things with Johnny Depp on that pad instead of taking notes? THERAPIST: That's it, you're sooo getting 'TRUST ISSUES' for this. By the way, did you think of writing under pseudonym? Arthur Conan Doyle has a nice ring to it. Or Arthur Dent. There's something A. D. about you… JOHN: Talk some more and there will be something very M.A.

"Answer the question, John," Sherlock said softly, only a thread of his usual imperiousness in his voice. He wouldn't break down to beg, not now. Not for something this important. But his eyes pleaded with John, pleaded with him to answer him. "I... I can't," John replied shakily. "I need some time. You kind of just sprang this on me." John backed up, surprise and shock on his face. He tried to ignore the flash of hurt that crossed Sherlock's face before the detective turned away from him. "Take... what time you need," Sherlock said, his voice filled with hurt. John was saved from replying by an incoming text on Sherlock's phone. Got a cas

Ever had a beautiful drawing in mind but you can't make it look right on paper? This is where references come in. Different levels of artists use references in a different way because it depends on the amount of knowledge the artist has to work with. Some basic notes Using a reference doesn't always mean anatomy or pose. It can be anything from colors to backgrounds. If someone has a picture with a similar pose, please note that they probably did not copy from you as you're not the person who came up with the pose and other people can think of it too. (unless it's obviously traced when it's overlapped) You can have still life references

It's a strained affair of course, even before Mycroft is called away to answer a phone call and subsequently everyone can hear him shouting threats in Cantonese, his voice skittering staccato down the oak panelled hallway into the dining room. His parents don't get on and Sherlock isn't sure he can remember a time when they did. It is not the violent, passionate kind of not getting on that Sherlock has seen couples partake in (albeit in the fleeting glimpses he's had of soap operas). Instead it's an upper class kind of not getting on, a seething undercurrent of resentment. His father won't look his mother directly in the eye, and she always

“Why do you have all this old stuff?” LeeAnne asked, as she shoved dusty boxes out of her way. The wooden floor creaked under her feet as she inched through the attic. Ollie was behind her, sorting through objects in an old cardboard box. “I mean, half of it you’d probably never use anymore.” “I don’t use this stuff…but I like to hold onto things. Hard to let go, ya know?” Ollie smirked. “Like look at this! It’s my old baseball glove.” Ollie pulled out a glove and dusted it off, putting his hand inside and stretching his fingers in it. “Maybe sometime we should pl

Sherlock races down the dark street after the gunman, long coat swirling around his ankles as he pushes past people without so much as a by your leave. A quick breather as he looks left and right, considering which way he would have gone, and Sherlock is on the move again. In the back of his head, a small voice is going 'You left John, Lestrade will kill you, you left John, Lestrade will kill you', but he's as effective as shutting this voice up as he is at shutting out his brothers boring drivel whenever he is deigned with Mycroft's presence. Leaping across the bonnet of the parked car blocking his way, he runs down the side street, leaving

So you turned to him and kissed this perfect copy of myself. I stood there, weeping in my soul and yet rejoicing for your bliss. I pray you did not hear the mighty cry that filled me to the core, that, with a thousand voices, told you: "Rose, no man loves you more than I!" O, how I wish I could have spoken true - how much I need you by my side. 'The lonely angel' someone once me called, and yet, the angel is not me, it's you. In all my life, I never truly lived until the day that I met you. You took these hardened hearts of mine and taught them how to laugh, to love, forgive. Of all these thoughts I could not speak a word, i

I was calling your name. My whole existence revolved around that one name, that name that always appeared to be readied inside my throat, ready to escape my lips at any moment. Whether questioningly, or with exasperation, admiration or with frustration; your name was the one that was always there. It was your name that I heard the most. People talk about you a lot. It's your other names that I hear as well. Freak. Creep. Simply, Him. It was the tones with which they say it, the slight hesitations or intonation of their voices as they say your syllables. It brings with it their feelings towards you. But now I am screaming your name w

Okay. So you've written something. Part of a story perhaps, or a description. A prologue or a novel chapter. You want to post it as a deviation on dA. Fair enough. You want comments? You want people to take your writing seriously? Show us you take your writing seriously then. 1. Proofing and Polishing. If you apply for a job and your CV is full of typos, spelling mistakes and poorly worded sentences, you won't get the job. Your application will go in the bin. Most people on dA don't know you. If they randomly find your work and it looks like you dashed it off, wrote it between lessons, and submitted it just as it is, most people won't b