Kuuttamo: Thescienceofjohnlock: Riding Crop John Woke Up To Find Himself Alone In Sherlock’s Bed. He Stretched And Yawned, Quite Comfortable To Stay Wrapped Up In The Warm, Pale Sheets, The Sheets That Still Smelled Faintly Of Sherlock. That Deeply
kuuttamo: First time ever I try white pen on black paper. Damn it was difficult, I’m exhausted! Used this as reference. The neck obsession’s been showing lately.
