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The Many Faces of Dr. Strange - (2022)
Dr Strange, Defender Strange, Supreme Strange, Sinister Strange, Dead Strange and “Third Eye” Strange from Dr Strange and The Multiverse of Madness.
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“Oh hello, boys. If you’re looking for Sherlock and John, they’re out on a case – or so they said. They were all dressed up for Halloween. But do come in, if you’d like to wait. I’d love to offer you some tea and biscuits, but I haven’t got anything in you could eat or drink at the moment, I’m afraid. Haven’t had time for that kind of baking recently, you see.”
“You do not mind that we are ... well ... ghosts, ma’am?”
“Oh no, dear, not at all. There are all sorts round here. Mrs Turner next door’s got married ones, and I’m pretty sure one of them is a werewolf.”
For today’s @dbdpromptober : Spooky
and this month’s @sherlockchallenge : Numbers
I’m working on a Sherlock and DBDA crossover fic, which will be a sequel to my current wip The Case of the Stolen Barrow.
And finally, this art is a companion piece (of sorts), to this one: https://khorazir.tumblr.com/post/666604740494376960/inktober-inktober2021-inktober2021day31-my
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14 years of Sherlock
30th October is my Sherlock Day on which I watched the series for the first time (back in 2010).
By now I’ve produced over a thousand pieces of fanart, over a million words of fanfic, two hand sewn Sherlock coats, many trips to the UK for Sherlock related events including cosplay sessions, there’s a graphic novel coming up … the list goes on, and even though Sherlock and John have recently got some competition from another pair of detectives (who are ghosts ...), I’m not done with them and their world.
I’ve made many friends in the Sherlock fandom, and would like to thank all the brilliant fanfic authors whose works have inspired many of the artworks above (you can find all my fanfic illustrations at my #fanfic tag, and all artworks at my #drawing tag, and those fics I particularly liked at my AO3 bookmarks), my fellow fanartists who constantly make me want to improve because they’re so good, the faithful readers who leave comments and kudos, and all my followers here and on Twitter for their support.
Those who have been following me for a while know the drill. To celebrate, I’m doing a giveaway for my followers on Tumblr, Twitter, Bluesky and Wordpress, running from today until 6th November 2024, 22h GMT:
- there will be two winners, picked randomly, who each may choose a Sherlock inspired item from my Storenvy shop
- you must be following me and reblog/retweet this post
- no giveaway blogs, I will check
- I will ship to most places. Please ask if you’re not sure if this applies to your country as well. Some countries are more difficult than others to ship fannish items to, especially if those items have queer content. You must be comfortable with giving me your shipping address and a name that corresponds with whatever ID you use to fetch items from your post office – I’m adding this because I had issues in the past with people giving fandom names and then being unable to pick up their parcels because postal employees rightly insisted on matching names.
Throughout November 2024, there’ll also be FREE SHIPPING FOR ALL ITEMS IN MY SHOP. New Sherlock, Tolkien and Dead Boy Detectives pieces will be added to the shop in early November.
Good luck, and thank you.
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Sherlock fandom
Open The Damn Door!
Sherlock has never been one for sci-fi movies or tv-shows. This comes as no surprise to anyone who knows the man of course. Until his dying day, I am sure he will claim his abhorrence for Doctor Who and the two Star Wars movies he’s watched with me.
The other day, I had an epiphany of sorts. I couldn’t see Sherlock, but I knew that he was lying on the sofa, fully retreated to his Mind Palace. I know this because of numerous tells, the most evident one at that point, was that he totally ignored my plea for help. I had forgotten my keys when I went out shopping, Mrs. Hudson was on a cruise with Mrs. Turner and the married ones, so there was only Sherlock I had to trust to lock me in. Alas…
When I went out, Sherlock was totally absorbed in an experiment, which consisted of different kinds of gravel and mud. Nothing spectacular at all, almost “normal”. I wondered when I had started to think about having mud samples and all kinds of gravel lying around the kitchen as normal. Probably the day I moved in with the madman.
Anyway, I was banging at the black door to no avail, and that’s how I knew Sherlock was galaxies away. Not literally, mind you, but out of reach. He always came to my rescue the few times I left my keys behind. If he’d been fully alert, he would’ve noticed them, and avoided going to the shower, so he could hear me when I was back.
What I also could deduce from this was that he had not retreated to the bedroom, because that was where my keys were. On the nightstand. Out of reach, just like Sherlock was.
It was in moments like this, I wish I had Doctor Strange’s ability to make a portal, to effortlessly transport me upstairs. Why that doctor came to mind, you ask. Well, I had just watched the movie with Mike’s twelve-year-old daughter, who was obsessed with the girl who played America Chavez. The actress has a very complicated name, I don’t even know how to spell. Becca, Mike’s daughter, was quite fascinated with me and Sherlock for reasons unclear to me, and we liked her as well. She was smart, a bit sassy, and curious about everything. Becca had pleaded with Sherlock to come to the cinema as well, but there was only so much fantasy and sci-fi my beloved detective could digest in one week. We had binge-watched an entire season of Doctor Who lately, and Sherlock’s limit was reached two days prior to my session with Becca.
I tried one last shout: “Open the damn door!”
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The end of this story; Mycroft took pity on me and sent Anthea round with a spare key. When I finally came upstairs, Sherlock was still galaxies away.
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Sherlock fandom
Open The Damn Door!
Sherlock has never been one for sci-fi movies or tv-shows. This comes as no surprise to anyone who knows the man of course. Until his dying day, I am sure he will claim his abhorrence for Doctor Who and the two Star Wars movies he’s watched with me.
The other day, I had an epiphany of sorts. I couldn’t see Sherlock, but I knew that he was lying on the sofa, fully retreated to his Mind Palace. I know this because of numerous tells, the most evident one at that point, was that he totally ignored my plea for help. I had forgotten my keys when I went out shopping, Mrs. Hudson was on a cruise with Mrs. Turner and the married ones, so there was only Sherlock I had to trust to lock me in. Alas…
When I went out, Sherlock was totally absorbed in an experiment, which consisted of different kinds of gravel and mud. Nothing spectacular at all, almost “normal”. I wondered when I had started to think about having mud samples and all kinds of gravel lying around the kitchen as normal. Probably the day I moved in with the madman.
Anyway, I was banging at the black door to no avail, and that’s how I knew Sherlock was galaxies away. Not literally, mind you, but out of reach. He always came to my rescue the few times I left my keys behind. If he’d been fully alert, he would’ve noticed them, and avoided going to the shower, so he could hear me when I was back.
What I also could deduce from this was that he had not retreated to the bedroom, because that was where my keys were. On the nightstand. Out of reach, just like Sherlock was.
It was in moments like this, I wish I had Doctor Strange’s ability to make a portal, to effortlessly transport me upstairs. Why that doctor came to mind, you ask. Well, I had just watched the movie with Mike’s twelve-year-old daughter, who was obsessed with the girl who played America Chavez. The actress has a very complicated name, I don’t even know how to spell. Becca, Mike’s daughter, was quite fascinated with me and Sherlock for reasons unclear to me, and we liked her as well. She was smart, a bit sassy, and curious about everything. Becca had pleaded with Sherlock to come to the cinema as well, but there was only so much fantasy and sci-fi my beloved detective could digest in one week. We had binge-watched an entire season of Doctor Who lately, and Sherlock’s limit was reached two days prior to my session with Becca.
I tried one last shout: “Open the damn door!”
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The end of this story; Mycroft took pity on me and sent Anthea round with a spare key. When I finally came upstairs, Sherlock was still galaxies away.
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“What’s this, then, Sherlock?”
“Honestly, John, even you should be able to recognise a key.”
“Oi. What is the key for, and why was it hidden unter Billy the Skull?”
“Well, how about you make a deduction?”
“Sherlock, you know I’m shite at them.”
“Try. Humour me.”
“All right. It’s not for this building or any of the three flats. It’s fairly new, but there are scratches on it, so it has been used. Could be for one of your boltholes, but you haven’t used any of them for a while, at least to my knowledge. The fact that it lived inside Billy indicates that you wanted to hide it, but in a way that it could be found. Or that you wanted to have it on hand in the living room. But what for? Some announcement? Why hide it, then? Probably something you weren’t sure about – something you are, in fact, pretty anxious about, judging from how nervous you seem right now. So it probably has to do with ... well ...us, our strange ... situation here. The one we don’t talk about, because we’re both idiots. So ... knowing you, you did something dramatic, something you’re not sure I’ll approve of. How am I doing so far?”
“Spot on, John.”
“Right, okay. So ... Sherlock, did you ... buy a house or something?”
“A cottage. In Sussex. It’s the one Janine originally acquired with the money she made from selling fabricated scandalous rubbish to the tabloids. She hardly used it and didn’t want to rent it out. It has a large garden, an orchard, and the beehives are intact, too. I thought ... for Rosie ... when she is a little older ...”
“Sherlock ...”
“I know it was ... impetuous. Dramatic, as you said. Going ahead and just buying it.”
“Sherlock ...”
“And I know I should have asked you. But because of our ... situation, as you so aptly put it, I wasn’t sure you’d approve and if moreover you’d actually want to spend more time with—”
“Sherlock! Just ... shut up. And look at me. Because I’m going to kiss you now, okay?”
“Okay.”
For this month’s @sherlockchallenge: Key
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🎶 Gloria (Gloria), I think they got your number (Gloria) I think they got the alias (Gloria) That you've been living under (Gloria) But you really don't remember, Was it something that they said? Are the voices in your head calling, Gloria? 🎶
Benedict Cumberbatch as Vincent Anderson | "Eric" Episode 3.
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Benedict Cumberbatch on Vincent and Eric dancing to 'Gloria' by Laura Branigan in ERIC (2024)
"But what was sort of really important for me to get, and I think it is there in the final edit, but I certainly was insistent with Lucy (director) that I showed the madness of what's actually happening, which is someone dancing out of rhythm, hardly catching his breath, having just rudderless, directionless chaos. It's actually a nightmare he's living. That in a way was some of the mask work or slips of character... There is joy, there is a sort of fantastical element to it, but it's never safe. There's always a danger to it and he's very vulnerable. All the chaotic behavior around him is also balanced with joy."
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I won't leave you here alone....
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A Good Omens trip to London
The opportunity to see Michael Sheen live in Nye at the National Theatre made me plan a trip to London. And having seen the tourist attractions already many years ago, I decided I would dive into the Good Omens experience – go crazy, nobody knows you there! 😀 Easy planning thanks to @fuckyeahgoodomens and the filming locations masterpost :heart:
After four fantastic days I can only say: what a lovely fandom! It was great to meet a few of you :)
In St. James's Park, at the bench, I met a fan from Romania.
At the bandstand in Battersea Park I met a fan from Scotland and found the lovely fan art by @aydracz.
In Tavistock Square (Berkeley Square in the series) I met two fans from the Netherlands. (If you read this by any chance, I hope you enjoyed Nye!)
And then it seems all the fans in London that day gather at the theatre. 😀 – greetings to @kittensceilidh and @brandiwein1982
And well, how exciting to see Nye! It was entertaining, beautiful and touching. And Michael Sheen really is a wonderful and kind person – I very much hope I will meet him again. 🤗
Be kind to each other and take care!
And if you are interested or need a bit of inspiration for your trip, here are some more impressions. I will have to go to London again and continue the experience :)
Shakespeare’s Globe
Duke of York Monument
The Ritz
Berwick Street in Soho
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“And I thought, will anyone be better off if I just go back to the hotel and say my prayers and promise never to fall into temptation again? And the answer came back. No. No one will. And I realised there was no one there to reward me for being a good girl or no one there to punish me for being wicked. There was no one. And it was… it was liberating. And it was… It was a bit lonely. But I just knew I wanted to experience everything the world had to offer. I wanted to experience love.” MARY MALONE in HIS DARK MATERIALS 3.08
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ALL OF US STRANGERS (2023)