I don't know if you can call it a Collab but I was talking with @blistering-typhoons about how she should write about Watson giving Holmes his coat and then I was like wait I should draw Watson and Holmes sharing a coat so here we are. I have not read the fic yet but this drawing will be based on her fic which is why they're in a dilapidated house.
[ID: a digital drawing of Holmes and Watson sitting underneath a greatcoat that Holmes is holding over both of their heads. They're sitting on the floor of a dilapidated cottage with dead leaves around them and the wallpaper peeling off the wall, as well as a few raindrops falling around them and onto the greatcoat. /End ID]
“Rotten sort of day, eh Watson?”, Holmes remarks as they stare into the flames, listening to the horrible, whistling wind.
“I’ll say. I’ve never known a storm such as this in England before. It’s downright unnatural.”
@angryducktimemachine pitched this idea to me as i was complaining about my weather (again) and it consumed me until it was done- and he drew some art for it too! very productive friday all in all :>
It seems like Watson is rather used to Holmes touching him rather frequently, but I like to think that sometimes he still can get surprised (and flustered)
I've started to really appreciate the joy of just drawing with a pencil again.
[ID: pencil drawings of Maurice and Matthäus, the artists OCs. Maurice is a Mousefolk wearing dungarees. Matthäus is a three headed Ratfolk, in one drawing shirtless with a few scars running through his fur, in the other wearing a shirt and trousers, laying on his stomach. /End ID]
for a long while I was entirely up to date on Sherlock & Co and then I suddenly just like stopped listening to it entirely and so now every time I wanna start listening again I get all weird abt it and avoid it for weeks. the cycle.
“Look! There, man, there! Between the hummocks! Now coming out from behind the far one! You see her—you MUST see her! There still! Flying from me, by God, flying from me—and gone!”
Tfw your Captain starts seeing things on the ice :/
Kinda picture John Ray as having the biggest baby face of the century. Captain Craigie's design I kinda figured out as I went.
[ID: a pencil sketch of a scene from "The Captain of the Polestar" with John Ray and the Captain standing by the ships rail. The Captain is pointing forwards with a look of horror and pain on his face while grabbing Ray's wrist, who is looking at the Captain surprised and with concern. /End ID]