Who can’t love those stunning eyes and high cheek bones, right? While, not normally my type, I’ve fallen for this character. Why? Yes, he looks good, but there’s also more. His fatal flaws is what makes him so desirable. He arrogant, big headed, self-absorbed. He’s also lonely. He begins the series with few friends giving an instant desire to be his friend. I’m not using him to inspire a character yet, but the thought had crossed his mind. Maybe some gender-bend fun later on.
Sherlock donned a deer-stalker cap that mashed down his dark curls on his damp forehead. He wiped the fresh rain off the ridge of his cheek bone. Stunning blue eyes pierced like ice at the crime scene. A cold breeze rustled his long black coat. In one moment, he compared his six-foot frame to the body on the ground and estimated it at around five foot five inches. Well, that would be, if the body had a head.
What a great first paragraph that would be! Maybe I’m going to have to pursue this sooner.