Sherlock's drawing

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1 year ago
… Eeeeeehm… . Yeeeeees… . :’D

… Eeeeeehm… . Yeeeeees… . :’D


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1 year ago
Poor John. XD

Poor John. XD


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1 year ago
Meet us at Barafundle Bay.
Inspired by this fanfiction: http://www.efpfanfic.net/viewstory.php?sid=1180568&i=1

Meet us at Barafundle Bay.

Inspired by this fanfiction: http://www.efpfanfic.net/viewstory.php?sid=1180568&i=1


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1 year ago
My first Red pants. XD

My first Red pants. XD


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1 year ago
Happy shalalà it’s so nice to be happy shalalà…
Ah. No. Wait.

Really I don’t know why.

Happy shalalà it’s so nice to be happy shalalà…

Ah. No. Wait.

Really I don’t know why.


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1 year ago
John was a light sleeper, that’s why he woke up feeling the mattress sinking under someone’s weight. Sherlock was curled up at the edge of the bed with his back to him. John moved a hand closer to the detective’s arm, but then he flinched at the slightest touch. On a second attempt he let him touch him instead. «Sherlock?» the doctor whispered. «My father died.» John held back his hand for a second, then he resumed the stroking. After a while Sherlock turned slowly to the doctor, until he managed to hug him, leaning his head John neck’s notch. «I’m sorry Sherlock. I really am.» The detective hugged him tighter. «Thank you.» While John was stroking him and talking to him, Sherlock fell asleep, grateful that he had such a wonderful person as John by his side.

Thanks to: Marisol and Claudia for the translation :)
<3

John was a light sleeper, that’s why he woke up feeling the mattress sinking under someone’s weight. Sherlock was curled up at the edge of the bed with his back to him. John moved a hand closer to the detective’s arm, but then he flinched at the slightest touch. On a second attempt he let him touch him instead. «Sherlock?» the doctor whispered.
«My father died.»
John held back his hand for a second, then he resumed the stroking. After a while Sherlock turned slowly to the doctor, until he managed to hug him, leaning his head John neck’s notch.
«I’m sorry Sherlock. I really am.»
The detective hugged him tighter.
«Thank you.»
While John was stroking him and talking to him, Sherlock fell asleep, grateful that he had such a wonderful person as John by his side.


Thanks to: Marisol and Claudia for the translation :)

<3


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1 year ago
This picture is for my friend and her fanfiction http://www.efpfanfic.net/viewstory.php?sid=1163567&amp;i=1
(Hi Eli! &lt;3)

This picture is for my friend and her fanfiction http://www.efpfanfic.net/viewstory.php?sid=1163567&i=1

(Hi Eli! <3)


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1 year ago
Really I don&#8217;t know&#8230;
I did not even shadows&#8230;
Okay&#8230; No problem&#8230;. XD

Really I don’t know…

I did not even shadows…

Okay… No problem…. XD


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1 year ago
I don&#8217;t know why&#8230; But it&#8217;s okay. 

I don’t know why… But it’s okay.

 


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2 years ago
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