Okay... I'm Soracha...

I'm quite shy and probably should keep my mouth shut even more than I do already.

I've been a Sherlockian since I was four years old when my mom read me "A Study in Scarlet". I bought the collected works when I was five and have never looked back. However, I post a lot of different stuff depending on my mood...

I'm technically a trained designer but on here I just tend to blow off steam. So my stuff might not be great sorry.

I'm kinda one of those people who, despite not saying much, might say something accidentally that'll piss you off. So if I say something that pisses you off just ignore me, I'll proabably go away.

Things I like:
-Sherlock Holmes/ Sherlock/ Anything related
-Action movies (usually clever ones but these days I seem to be getting less fussy)
-Harry Potter
-Flashpoint
-Cabin Pressure and John Finnemore generally
-Charlie Brooker
-Fun British panel games (WILTY, QI, etc)
-Stephen Fry
-English or Irish or Scotish or Welsh Sit-coms (Esspecially from either the 1970s or 1990s)

 

It’s been a while since I’ve uploaded anything so here is Jamie Moriarty from Elementary as I’ve been catching up all day with the second series of Elementary and simply adore this version of Moriarty….

It’s been a while since I’ve uploaded anything so here is Jamie Moriarty from Elementary as I’ve been catching up all day with the second series of Elementary and simply adore this version of Moriarty….

bakerstreetbabes:

bakerstreetbabes:

The amazing people at threadless have given us EIGHT of these shirts to give away to you fine Sherlockians! You can win two here on tumblr, with the other six being below…
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To enter the tumblr version of this giveaway…
You MUST be following us, as this is a sponsored giveaway through us.
You may REBLOG & LIKE this post for two chances. tumblr doesn’t count multiple reblogs. 
One reblog will win a t-shirt and one like will win a t-shirt. So we’re giving away TWO shirts on tumblr.
THIS GIVEAWAY ENDS ON JUNE 10TH.
Winner will be chosen by a random number generator.
Have your ASK BOX OPEN! You will be given 48hours to reply before another random person is chosen.
You’ll be able to pick your fit (men’s or girly) and size and threadless will ship directly to you. 
If you just want to buy the shirt yourself, you can grab it [HERE]!

ENTER!!!

bakerstreetbabes:

bakerstreetbabes:

The amazing people at threadless have given us EIGHT of these shirts to give away to you fine Sherlockians! You can win two here on tumblr, with the other six being below…

[twitter] | [facebook] | [website]

To enter the tumblr version of this giveaway…

  • You MUST be following us, as this is a sponsored giveaway through us.
  • You may REBLOG & LIKE this post for two chances. tumblr doesn’t count multiple reblogs.
  • One reblog will win a t-shirt and one like will win a t-shirt. So we’re giving away TWO shirts on tumblr.
  • THIS GIVEAWAY ENDS ON JUNE 10TH.
  • Winner will be chosen by a random number generator.
  • Have your ASK BOX OPEN! You will be given 48hours to reply before another random person is chosen.
  • You’ll be able to pick your fit (men’s or girly) and size and threadless will ship directly to you.

If you just want to buy the shirt yourself, you can grab it [HERE]!

ENTER!!!

The Irene reveal on Elementary this past week… Just another quicky sketch but I loved the angles and cinematography of this scene

The Irene reveal on Elementary this past week… Just another quicky sketch but I loved the angles and cinematography of this scene

A quicky sketch from this past week’s Elementary… the acting in the last few minutes were beyond amazing…

A quicky sketch from this past week’s Elementary… the acting in the last few minutes were beyond amazing…

Um this is for Artbylexie’s draw yourself as Molly Hooper (or Molly Hooper as yourself) I drew it last week when I was in hospital waiting for my leg to be reset and have only just gotten around to posting it now.

Here is Lexie’s original post:You know that art meme where they tell you to STOP and draw yourself w/ what you’re wearing right this moment?
Yeah, well, I don’t like doing self-portraits. But I like the idea of the challenge and since a lot of us really identify with Molly…
CALLING ALL MOLLY HOOPER ARTISTS!!
STOP RIGHT NOW and make a quickie sketch of Molly Hooper wearing whatever YOU are wearing right now!! Don’t change or put on your cutest outfit. Just draw!!! Please tag as #Molly dresses like me so  we can all the results!!

Um this is for Artbylexie’s draw yourself as Molly Hooper (or Molly Hooper as yourself) I drew it last week when I was in hospital waiting for my leg to be reset and have only just gotten around to posting it now.

Here is Lexie’s original post:

You know that art meme where they tell you to STOP and draw yourself w/ what you’re wearing right this moment?

Yeah, well, I don’t like doing self-portraits. But I like the idea of the challenge and since a lot of us really identify with Molly…

CALLING ALL MOLLY HOOPER ARTISTS!!

STOP RIGHT NOW and make a quickie sketch of Molly Hooper wearing whatever YOU are wearing right now!! Don’t change or put on your cutest outfit. Just draw!!! Please tag as #Molly dresses like me so  we can all the results!!

Okay-dokey…finally caught up on Elementary and was just thinking what kind of woman the Irene Adler of this universe would be. So in that light here is my version of Irene… below the cut is a short fan fic (be warned I’m not much of a writer) of their first meeting (as expressed in this quick sketch). Slight trigger warning for physical abuse.[[MORE]]
As he lay flat on his back outside the coffee shop Sherlock couldn’t help but think he had done something wrong. This was unusual. His definite sense of right and wrong was his defining feature. Regrets were for those who didn’t think, not him.
Where had this all started? Was it a week ago? No, had to be closer to three days ago he had gotten a case from a man in a bar. William Siegfried. Typical city boy but was trying to look like one of those carbon copy plastic types from ‘reality’ TV. He didn’t fool Sherlock. His story was the same boring one as all the rest. He was about to be married…blah blah… he’d had an affair with a co-worker while he’d been engaged…blah blah… she was blackmailing him…blaahhhh. The prick had really been horrifically uncareful. His coworker had sent him a rather compromising still from a movie with the simple demand that the wedding be called off or she’d send the video to everyone in the wedding party so they’d know what type of man he was. The wedding was first thing in the next morning so tonight was the night she’d have to send out the video.
And so Sherlock had traced her here, an internet café. He’d been to her house but her roommate had said she’d gone out for the day. So after a quick second of thought Sherlock made his way here. It was logical. Right on the tube line that would take her close to home but far enough away that no one would suspect where she could be sending it from before it was too late. Except Sherlock.
The door swung open and in walked a woman who, despite being in her late thirties, was wearing a hoodie and a laptop bag. After ordering a small coffee she headed to an isolated corner table and pulled out her laptop. This is when Sherlock acted. A single text. “Black coffee. How appropriate for an evening of blackmail.”
A sound like mail being pushed through a slot rang through the fairly silent café and in the reflection from the windows he saw her blanche and look around. Holmes knew he was inconspicuous, reading a book, sipping a tea, back to the woman, so her eyes passed on from him to the twenty year old barista who was trying desperately not to look at her or more specifically down her shirt. Her eyes narrowed and she packed up her stuff and left. Holmes waited until she would be half way down the block and then followed her.
“Hey wait up,” he yelled. But the retreating figure in the hood just walked on. He sped up. “Hey, I just want to see if we can make a deal.” He bellowed. She didn’t respond. Finally he caught up with her, placing a hand on her shoulder he said, “I just want to…”
But he never got any further into that sentence. With an almighty force he felt himself leaving the ground and landing heavily on the pavement in front of her, having been flipped over her head.
This is when he began to knew something was wrong. He was looking up at the woman, her hood had fallen back and he could see something protruding from her left ear and snaking its way onto the back of her head. It was a cochlear implant. That was why she had not responded, not fear of being caught. Her hand shot down and Holmes instinctively covered his face but it was followed by the single strangest thing he’d heard all night, “I’m so sorry Mister Holmes.”
He looked up, she was holding her arm out to pull him up, he took it and in no time was on his feet, “Miss Adler, I presume?” He responded. She nodded.
“I suppose you are here to talk me out of doing what I must,” she asked as the proceeded along towards the tube line.
“Naturally.”
“And what if you don’t hold all the cards? How can you bluff me out of it then?” Sherlock’s look of confusion was enough to force a weak chuckle out of her, “I know you by reputation Mister Sherlock Holmes, look at me and what do you see?”
She stopped dead in her tracks in the light of a shop’s neon sign and Sherlock looked at her for a few seconds before launching into his typical tirade of deductions, “Well obviously you are American judging by your straight teeth and specific way of forming your words. You have likely been deaf since you were about nine or ten since most people who get cochlear implants have a desire to re-join the hearing world. However, since you had the surgery you have been isolated both from the hearing and non-hearing world which is why you came to Britain to start fresh. This also explains your propensity for wearing a hooded top even on a night as nice as tonight, you want to hide your implant. You gamble, twenty-one is your preferred game. This is obvious by the fact that you have the symbols for standard suits of cards tattooed down your left arm and the fact that you are a loner and finding people to play poker with can be a real pain. You are also insecure, scared, and fearful for your life.”
“What makes you say that?”
“You are wearing an oversized hoodie, which you have been constantly pulling in towards yourself since we started talking. You also apologised when you flipped me, even though technically it is my fault. This combined with the fact that you are right now trying to ensure that I can’t see the bruises on your upper arms lead me to think that the reason you are asking for this marriage to be called off has nothing to do with wanting good old William back and everything to do with not wanting his soon to be wife to be the punching bag that you were during the time you were together.”
Irene’s eyes were two slits as she spoke her next words, “So again Mister Holmes, are you going to stop me?”
He turned to her, fidgeting slightly as he almost always did, “Miss Adler, I am not a police man I am not one to stand up for the law. I stand up for what is right. Good evening.”
“Good evening Mister Holmes,” she responded. And both went their separate ways. Both fascinated by the person they’d just left behind.

Okay-dokey…finally caught up on Elementary and was just thinking what kind of woman the Irene Adler of this universe would be. So in that light here is my version of Irene… below the cut is a short fan fic (be warned I’m not much of a writer) of their first meeting (as expressed in this quick sketch). Slight trigger warning for physical abuse.

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Uh hi all, sorry I’ve not been on here much but I’ve broken my arm so I shan’t be able to draw for a while (most would likely say this is a good thing). In the meantime please enjoy this list of genuine and bizarre nouns of assemblage:

-A malapertness of pedlars

-A gang of elk

-A wilderness of monkeys

-A clutch of eggs

-A field of runners

-A bench of bishops

-A barren of mules

-A pontification of priests

-A drift of swine

-A parliament of rooks & owls

-A business of ferrets

-An exaltation of larks

-A muster of peacocks

And by far my favourite… a drunkship of cobblers

Happy New Year, please be careful

Happy New Year everyone. Please stay safe. Walk on the safe side of that line between self control and self abuse…Please, please, please don’t drink and drive this New Years’ Eve and continue not to in the new year, you may walk away but some people aren’t so lucky.

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Dean, Sam and Cas… Wow, I’m really fucking up faces tonight aren’t I? Done in marker with a wet brush (except the background)

Dean, Sam and Cas… Wow, I’m really fucking up faces tonight aren’t I? Done in marker with a wet brush (except the background)

Quicky pen and ink drawing of Sam and Dean… My nib broke (rusted through actually, erk) while I was doing Dean’s face so I should probably fix it on the computer but I am too lazy right now… Cest la vie

Quicky pen and ink drawing of Sam and Dean… My nib broke (rusted through actually, erk) while I was doing Dean’s face so I should probably fix it on the computer but I am too lazy right now… Cest la vie

My friend came over and we watched A Very Supernatural Christmas today so here is some young Dean/ old Dean art because I just love when they show the Winchester’s childhood (or lack thereof).

My friend came over and we watched A Very Supernatural Christmas today so here is some young Dean/ old Dean art because I just love when they show the Winchester’s childhood (or lack thereof).

Merry Christmas everyone! Thank you for following me and putting up with my bad art, bad language, and bad days! Have a fantastic Christmas day and if you don’t celebrate Christmas simply have a fantastic day.