i bring heartbreak to you, may you enjoy it (details and some transcribed text under the cut)
it all started with this
it is also like my graduation gift to you, this took so long because of my graduation and it is finally over (succesfully), so i can draw old men yaoi (also it took so long because my whole surroundings decided that the essay "room of one's own" by viginia woolf isn't a significant piece of literature)
I'm still polishing my designs for them, mainly for Watson. For some reason i can't figure out a way to draw him in more simplified style. (Although I like how i drew him on the couch). Just so you know, Mycroft knew everything (not sure if that's canon) and I headcanon Mary Morstan's and Watson's wedding as lavender, Mary as a lesbian.
by no means do i want to steal or copy @/contact-guy 's style, idea or anything, i just like drawing these two and thought this would be a nice visual
The condolences are people from my favourite cases (that happened before The Final Problem according to @/contact-guy cause her order makes the most sense) and there is one imposter among them.
The quote on the grave is "No longer mourn for me when I am dead" from Shakespeare's sonnet 71. For me it reads as a nice yearning and the "And mock you with me after I am gone" at the end of the poem comes to me as nice metaphor for victorian society, its prejudices and taboos. Sonnet 87 was a strong contender, but not so much funeral like. I really really tried to pick some homoerotic victorian poem, but for the love of me i couldn't find anything published before holmes' death that could be cited on a grave. I wanted to include a verse from the poem "An Arundel tomb" ("What will survive of us is love", but not this one… you know, that wouldn't be put on a grave for a man by a man in victorian era), but that would be anachronistic and I decided against it. "Bright star" by John Keats was also considered (bright as intelligent and magnifficent, haha get it? that's a stupid joke), but nothing to put on a grave. Thought of Rimbaud or Verlaine (famously gay lovers and poets), but the vibe was off.
Text of the letter Mrs Hudson wrote as a condolence (look, this is only an excrept and nothing to be taken too seriously, i whipped it out in a minute): The rooms now belong to Mycroft, but you are welcome at any moment, just like he would have wanted. Mrs Hudson
Text of the Irregulars: We liked him. Irregulars (i wrote this with the pencil in my fist like an uneducated homeless victorian child to achieve the effect)
You can use my art in edits, as wallpapers and so on, but please keep my signature there and/or tag me if you do
Seriously i kinda love these two images
