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The Righteous Woman

They’re working one of those in-between jobs again. It sounds stupid to say they’re basically just filling time, waiting for the apocalypse, but Dea can’t shake the feeling that that’s exactly it. Hey, beats twiddling your thumbs. She sent Sam into the dilapidated convenience store, opting instead to sit in the Impala’s driver seat, playing her music louder than her stick-in-the-mud brother would ever tolerate. The radio crackles once, a loud, drawn-out static, then shuts off. “What the...” she bends over it, half-prepared to run to check on Sammy, when a prickling on her neck causes her to turn aroun

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183 deviations
Literature

The Righteous Woman

They’re working one of those in-between jobs again. It sounds stupid to say they’re basically just filling time, waiting for the apocalypse, but Dea can’t shake the feeling that that’s exactly it. Hey, beats twiddling your thumbs. She sent Sam into the dilapidated convenience store, opting instead to sit in the Impala’s driver seat, playing her music louder than her stick-in-the-mud brother would ever tolerate. The radio crackles once, a loud, drawn-out static, then shuts off. “What the...” she bends over it, half-prepared to run to check on Sammy, when a prickling on her neck causes her to turn aroun

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Literature

The Righteous Woman

They’re working one of those in-between jobs again. It sounds stupid to say they’re basically just filling time, waiting for the apocalypse, but Dea can’t shake the feeling that that’s exactly it. Hey, beats twiddling your thumbs. She sent Sam into the dilapidated convenience store, opting instead to sit in the Impala’s driver seat, playing her music louder than her stick-in-the-mud brother would ever tolerate. The radio crackles once, a loud, drawn-out static, then shuts off. “What the...” she bends over it, half-prepared to run to check on Sammy, when a prickling on her neck causes her to turn aroun

Stories

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Literature

While They Last: part II

John Watson is a soldier- was a soldier, maybe, but tenses don’t matter, because that is what he does. He soldiers on. Even on the days when everything he’s let get away from him is haunting him and he’s almost earned back that limp. It’s a different flat, not a bad place to wake up, but not a good one, either. It’s at a very nice price and it’s just the right size for one man (that is, small). Everything has a place, and everything is in that place, militaristic with the touch of disorganization you find in a bachelor’s flat. He goes to work at the surgery, he comes back, and there are no body part

Sherlock Fanfics

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Dead End

Non-Writing Fanart

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I doodled.

Sketches

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Dead End

Drawings and Paintings

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Cabin Pressure

Photomanipulations

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Oreos 1

Stock

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Insomnia Error

Random

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Jaque

Adoptables

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Pegasus Sketch

Ancient Greek Stuff

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Baby Dragon Sketch

Scraps

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