“How much for a night?”
“Fifty pounds. A hundred if you want kissing.”
“Christ, with a mouth like that, you can sure as fuck bet I want kissing. Get in, then. You have a name?”
“Evening, Sherlock. I’m John.”
“How very appropriate.”
#AU - Sherlock is a prostitute to pay for lab equipment and cocaine; John is a lonely injured war veteran trying to relieve his PTSD by paying for sex from strangers. #Then they fall in love and solve crimes together.
“I’ll just be myself.”
This is the same artist who did that beautiful kiss animation that’s been going around. This is so exquisite. I immediately thought of Chris Van Allsburg, who wrote and illustrated so many of my favorite children’s books, except that Allsburg’s humans never looked quite right, quite real. This lighting, this gentle crispness, the mesmerizing textures of hair and knitting and veined skin, and the emotion — like looking at someone with a scarred face, like something too personal and near to the heart. And that one strange, bold white line around Sherlock’s lapel, like a clue. Almost real, but not quite. Look closer.
It’s a Mystery of Harris Burdick. It’s a war photo. It’s a love story. It’s remarkable.
Sherlock and John in very purple
gaylight in taxi or pub or whatever
I know it looks so weird but I LOVE SEEING THEM IN THIS COLOURS
A drawing based off my old SH/PKMN crossovers.
Rotom helping out Sherlock on a case!
ugh love it
Is it just me, or does Benedict look stunningly handsome here? I don’t even know…my heart just went a little haywire there for a moment.
No, it’s not. And yes, he does.
It’s his cute little fringe. It actually decided to behave this day.
It’s not an accident. You know he spent two hours grooming himself before meeting John here.
THAT LAST COMMENT
ok done. sob. OFF TO HUG MYSELF IN A CORNER IN ANTICIPATION FOR REICHENBACH FALLS NOWWW
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