Guess I’ll make Jamie happy and LS for a while 

Little cutesy drawing of Odette and Dakin for Coey. <3
Forgot about this story until stumbling upon it in my documents folder.

I always seem to like the raw sketch 7689303 times more than their finals. Oh, well. More cute filler while I avoid real art yey

Sebastian’s laugh masked any unease. “But you’re right- if you had anything on him, and if you could make him disappear that easily, I guess you’d have already done it. Spiders don’t go away that easily.”
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Moran’s most hospitable scotch was getting to him, or perhaps Mycroft was just letting himself grow too involved. There was something seeming to drag him down just enough to bear some teeth. ”You do know, Sebastian, I very well saved your life today. I might be able to eradicate your name from all our files, our intelligence, and clear you, but there’s one place I’m unable to erase it from. Next time, I don’t have to be so kind.” Mycroft’s words a growl by the end. He had let himself slip. “You should be more careful who you let your loyalties onto. Picking who to share a coffin with is something which takes great thought.”
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Seb moved to Holmes’ side, seemingly headed for his tumbler, again. “Careful, Mycroft- temper’s showing. But, that’s a weakness of yours; always too kind.”
A light brush on Mycroft’s shoulder. Sebastian smirked. “Sorry. Spider.”

(Excerpt; Coey as Moran, Shy as Mycroft.)
(May or may not be finished. Part of a matching pair.) 

YUP, bandwagoning, doing 30-day monster girl challenge with Co n Jing. Harpy and centaur MY HAND HURTS K BAI

A design Coey and I collaborated on for a new product. MURMURDS.

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FINA-FUCKILY DONE. GEEZUS.
So I wasn’t going to do stickers of the main cast, but, uh, this happened. Fuck.
Took me like two months but Y’KNOW WHATEVER. 

Stickers available on our shop and Etsy.

Original illustration:

And the Magpie steals the Final laugh
JM

(As much as I doubt and hope they don’t bring him back, it’s a fun idea, isn’t it~?)
(PS- took me two months to finish this. Maybe I’ll have a creative life outside of this now? Coey gaveand me the initial idea ofor this one, and helped a great deal when i got stuck a couple times. Thanks, baby

I’ve been having a rough year.
When my Pop died, it sort of broke my brain and the anxiety that lingered afterward has been popping up again this year.
When my head’s a mess, I’m practically crippled. I can’t think, I don’t understand things. Nothing makes sense when I’m like that, so I don’t make sense, either. I feel blind.

Coey’s my safe place. I’m able to be exposed and raw in front of him unlike anyone I’ve ever had before. As much as I care for all the important people in my life, I don’t have it in me to be so open with more than one. I’m just not that sort of person.
Co’s dealt with so much bullshit from me. But no matter how much of a handful I am- no matter how irritating my habits, how abrasive I get, or how much he compensates for my social dysfunctions -at the end of the day, Coey’s still here.
When I get my worst, I always think, “I’ve surely driven him away, this time.” But then he’ll still waiting for me when I come to bed, still wakes me up every morning with a kiss and smile. Shows me things are alright.

No one else could sort through the mess in my head, help me put things back in their place. No one else knows that part of me, or how I work.
He untangles my brain.

There’s no way to show him how grateful I am. It’s all so weighty in my mind and I just can’t get it out. I may have thanked him a thousand times but it hasn’t given me a shred of relief. How can you tell your fit how much it all means to you, especially from a difficult person like me?

So, I poured myself into this. It’s not much, it’s not even anything polished or final. But I made it in hopes the effort might help show you how grateful I am. And show everyone who sees this the same. You mean so much to me that I want everyone to know it. And know how good you are to me. But especially you- I want you to know how amazing you are, and how no one else would do.

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ALT VERSION IS MY FAV BUT MY BODY IS READ EITHER WAY. TAKE ME SHY ART. YOU DONT EVEN HAVE TO GO EASY ON ME CUZ I AM SO FUCKING READY FOR THIS UMPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH god damn. Shy you rock.

WHOA, okay. Calm your tits, Husbando.

(Source: shycustis, via robotbrothersid)

Sherlock watched the doctor faze out after his final string of words. John was a dweller, worrier. Sherlock was clearly alive before him, but he still seemed burdened by the idea that he had been dead. “Well, you’ve made your decision now- you can be yourself, again.” It wouldn’t be that easy, though Sherlock wouldn’t understand. “And it is a foolish decision, but you’ve tied my hands and I’ve nothing left but to accept it, even if bitterly. Your stubbornness might kill you alongside me, but-” he sighed, though it sounded more of relief than anger, “-we’ll just have to share a coffin, I suppose.”
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“Oh, God, share a coffin? With you?” John muttered, humour lacing his words. “I thought 221B was enough.” 

(Excerpt; Kenzie as John, Shy as Sherlock.)
(May or may not be finished. Part of a matching pair.) 

Previews of two matching pieces I’m closing in on finishing. I think.
I don’t know, really, uhg, I think I’m just going to go sleep for a few days solid k bai. 

So, we went to AnthroCon with Coey’s brother this year, and got a lot of badge commissions. Guess I should post at least the one I’m able (all the others are on the camera that we can’t find the cord for). : |

Marisa wanted one of her crow, Breakspire, with Sherlock’s scarf. Was probably my favorite commission I did that weekend, for the subject matter and the end result. lol

Sooo, at the con this weekend, we were doing lots of custom badges. Soooo, between some commissions, I made badges of my and Coey’s Sherlock AU. (Rocker Sherlock, Sailor John, and Mod Jim.)

I drew and inked them, Coey’s colouring them with markers. I’ll post those when he’s done. : 3

Another detail shot of that thing I’m still working on.

Spending far too much of my life on this drawing. I finished the pencils for it about a week ago and have been trying desperately to finish it up in PS since, and adfjkbs lkdgj I’m just obsessing over this damn lion, trying to get it’s tones n all to look good that the rest of the pic isn’t matching up FUCK MY LIFE GOING TO GO FLIP ALL THE FURNITURE NOW BAI