I am a media slut, a poacher, a fan. Get over it!
Textual Poaching Deluxe
“Of all the things to survive the Reaper invasion, John, why did it have to be the BLOODY WALLPAPER?!”
WOO HOO! It’s finally finished! My submission for the “Let’s Draw Sherlock” project. Fingers crossed I made the deadline!
Sherlock (BBC) x Mass Effect 3 Multiplayer.
Sherlock: N7 Slayer - KatanaJohn: Infiltrator - Mantis Sniper Rifle
For the Mass Effect Fandom: Yes I futzed with the armour colour design. I didn’t like the way it looked when put on to the characters. Too bad. It’s MY canon now. Plus, the Slayer armour is just as bad to draw as that bloody wallpaper, so I gave up and said “fuck it” when it came time to do the gloves.
For the Sherlock Fandom: I made Sherlock a slayer (the male multiplayer character with a sword) because of the scenes in The Blind Banker where he fights off a sword wielding thug, and A Scandal in Belgraevia, where he saves Irene Adler while wielding the sword
I tried to give John a desert camphlage style armour colouring. The blue thing in his left arm, or rather where his left arm should be, is a tactical cloak. Basically an invisibility cloak. My friend and I also made him a sniper due to his crack shop in Study in Pink.
The smiley is a Marauder. Look up Marauder Shields if you do not know what that is. Also, shame on you. :PTotal work time: approximately 20 - 25 hours (started nearly 10 days ago).
Bloody oath I’m so jealous of you artists who can pop out a piece in only 5 or 6 hours.
Also: GODS DAMN FUCKING WALLPAPER!!!We need a support group for artists who have been traumatised by that wallpaper, so another artist on deviantart said. I’m inclined to agree.
(via letsdrawsherlock)
Same but Different…
Me (TextualPoacher) as Belle from Once Upon a Time (Both Storybrooke and FTL).
Picture taken by tape-d (deviantart)
Because
it’s a long
road back
from the
bottomless pits
that are our
hearts, but
if you should
happen to
be swept up
by the dry river-
beds of our veins,
don’t hold your
breath in the
undertow
as you drown in
violet nights;you’ll miss the
the taste of Pluto’s
lonely pulse rever-
berating through
our souls.
the exact language for
understanding the glances of
our closed eyes.
= You are here, intangible
and you are all the universe which
I shape into the space of my
room. Your absence springs
trembling in the ticking of the
clock, in the pulse of light;
you breathe through the mirror. From
you to my hands, I caress
your entire body, and I am with
you for a minute and I am with
myself for a moment. And my
blood is the miracle which
runs in the vessels of the air
from my heart to yours.”
If you ever feel like you’re a bad driver remember that in the entire state of Ohio in 1895 there were only two cars on the road and the drivers of those two cars crashed into each other
(via satansparanoidmother)
![visual-poetry:
by bpNichol (+)from the book “still water” (1970)
[download the book for free]
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I never saw the beauty you
said you saw in me.
I look at myself and wonder
how you could compare
my body to beautiful things,
like nebulas or Greek statues
or a cup of fresh tea.
I look at myself and wonder
how you could stand to
trace my hips and brush
my hair aside to kiss me softly.
I look at myself and wonder
how you could stand to
watch me while I slept and
have so many pictures of me
saved on your phone.
Beauty is perspective, I guess.
I just wish I had your view.
I still live on the edge
of nothingness -
between the east and
the west of the seasons
of who I am, and who
I want to be.I still drink the fire of
the sun’s mirage as it
settles into a distant sea;
but tread carefully so as
to not disturb the silence.I still lie awake waiting
for a new dawn to arrive;
but she always forgets
to bring a new beginning.
