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Somewhere That’s Green

The Letter

Audrey

Keep Calm and Come Home

The Plural of Anecdote

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thesilverfeatheredraven:

So, there was a third panel to this piece, which didn’t flow so well in terms of overall composition, and it’s been lying around for awhile now. And tonight just seemed like a good time to finally post it.
…yeah, it’s more Jan/Steve.

thesilverfeatheredraven:

So, there was a third panel to this piece, which didn’t flow so well in terms of overall composition, and it’s been lying around for awhile now. And tonight just seemed like a good time to finally post it.

…yeah, it’s more Jan/Steve.

(Source: silverchimaera-art)

hailtherandom:

This is fic #2 of Zhelly(zhellyzee, aka skinofstripes)’s MorMor porn request. See the rest here.

Pairings: Jim Moriarty/Sebastian Moran

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Fucking and guns. These two ideas may overlap. A lot. c:

Word Count: 3480

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kyliepants-deactivated20121007 asked: “ My dick isn't gonna suck itself, woman. ”

it would be pretty weird if it could

seki0930:

It’s hot today so I need to draw this. +w+

seki0930:

It’s hot today so I need to draw this. +w+

enaidmora asked: “ John began to lose himself in the silky heat of Sherlocks body, enjoying the ability to claim this tempestous young man. "Beg for it." Sherlock pushed back against his thrusts, arching his back and clenching down. "Please, sir. Harder. Fuck me harder." John growled, threading his fingers through his sweaty hair. The sound of their union filled the room with slaps and the wet sound of friction. Sherlock bit his lip to keep back the moans as his prostate was assaulted. "Come for me" John hissed(4) ”

carline you’re the best

enaidmora asked: “ John slowly ran his hand down one of the cheeks, loving the feel of the firm muscle beneath the silky pale skin. "You will only moan when I tell you to, you will only come when I say you can, is that understood?" Sherlock moaned and nodded, pushing back against the erection still in John's pants. John quickly removed his cock, fishing around for lube in his drawer. He thrusted in, his hips hitting the back of Shelock's thighs audibly. "Now moan for me." Sherlock groaned. "Yes, sir" (3) ”