#brilliancesquared

[mollythepathologist-a]

Sooo...I’ve finished my drafts and this is what I have.

http://www.rpthreadtracker.com/public/theirturn?userId=18471¤tBlog=&sortDescending=false¤tOrderBy=UserTitle&filteredTag=

That link up there is my tracker, these are all the threads that I have replied to. If there is a thread we have that you no longer have an interest in, please let me know and we can get it worked out! ^_^

BTW: This is in no way meant to be pressuring. Please take your time and reply when you have the muse. 

[drmadeleineswann]

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[text]: can't talk. Come to library in 10.

[in-protecor-blog]

Headcanon: All is fair in love and war.

Kate has been married twice. She dated her first husband, Klaus Wolfe, from her teenage years onward and was married to him for 14 years. Kate and Klaus are still on friendly terms, their divorce was the mutual result of them growing apart. Kate has three children with him, Annelise and Alexia, the twins, and Maxwell, the youngest. Kate was given primary custody of the three, Klaus has custody of them on weekends. Kate is now happily married to Sherrinford Holmes and carries the title “Lady Katherine Holmes”. Her children have happily accepted Sherrinford as their step-father, as she has accepted Sherrinford’s daughter as her own.

[in-protecor-blog]

Lazy Saturday

The combination of sunlight beginning to pour in through the high windows and the motion of her husband stirring beside her caused her to blearily open her eyes and yawn. The bed side clock read 8:37 am, and Kate remembered with a soft sigh of content that it was one of those rare days where her day off and his coincided.

She took a moment to appreciate the sunlight illuminating Sherrinford’s sleeping form before shifting closer to press a good-morning kiss to his lips. A squeal of surprise and delight escaped her as his arms wrapped and tightened around her waist and he greeted her with 7 kisses- her lips, the tip of her nose, both eyelids and cheeks, and finally her forehead. Kate giggled and pressed her forehead to Sherrinford’s briefly before settling her head against his shoulder, her face tucked into his neck and her legs tangling with his. So often, they didn’t need words. Silence meant more than just quiet to them, it was comfortable, warm. She carded the tips of her fingers absently through his dark hair, humming softly for a moment. “Penny for your thoughts.” Kate murmured, propping herself to look at him and smile sleepily. Sherrinford smiled in return, that special, only-for-her smile that reached his eyes and warmed the grey of his irises, and pressed another kiss to the side of her head before responding. "In this moment, I find myself only capable of thinking about you. Your golden hair, slight curves and your eyes which never cease to cause my heart to dance." His voice was lower than usual from sleep and with his words, Kate felt a warm, pleased pink blush creep up her neck and cheeks. As often as they exchanged loving words, the sound of his voice and his poetic manner of speaking would never fail to make her heart flutter. “Mmm. I’m thinking about how I wish this morning could be just a little bit longer, we don’t get to do this nearly enough.” They lapsed into another brief silence until Kate broke it with an amused chuckle. “What’s funny?” “You know what we should be thinking about, though... how suspicious it is that it’s so quiet!” She laughed again, returning her head to his shoulder and kissing his neck affectionately. They were more than content to enjoy the quiet anyways.

[in-protecor-blog]

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“I promise I won’t get offended if you have to take that.” Kate commented as the other’s phone rang for the third time in the span of ten minutes.  “Are you sure you have time for coffee with so many people wanting to get ahold of you?”

[clarawatsxn]

~ @brilliancesquared ~

              “The Mass is ended, go in peace to love and serve the Lord”

                                      “Thanks be to God.”

  Hands clasped and head bowed, Clara said her final prayers before blessing herself and getting to her feet, standing and watching as the priest left the altar. She waited until he had disappeared into the sacristy before taking a moment to let the crowds disperse slightly. It really was a beautiful mass - The church was phenomenal. Spacious and tall with beautiful stained glass windows that illuminated the altar with flecks of colour. She felt like she could stay there for hours, reflecting on her innermost thoughts. There was just something so peaceful and safe about kneeling there in the pew. 

Moving from her seat she genuflected before heading towards the candles to the left of the altar. There was already another man standing there, lighting a candle, his head bowed ever so slightly. Clara stood a small distance away from him, not wanting to interrupt. As he turned to walk away, she moved closer to the candles. In an attempt to sidestep around him, she ended up knocking into his shoulder, her bag dropping to the ground with a dull thud. “I’m so sorry - I -...” A pause. “Well - I don’t really have an excuse. My attempts to side-step around you didn’t exactly work out how I’d planned.” Clara gave him a sheepish smile before bending down to pick up her bag, grabbing the few items that’d fallen from it. “Sorry, again.”

[histether-blog]

@brilliancesquared

Oh, God, not more Holmeses. “Hello. Can I help you?”