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Hey :) I'm also looking to find a Sherlock calendar, why is it so hard to find?! They are either out of stock, or really expensive, or don't ship to where I am, it's so annoying! Please tell me if you find one for around $12/ 10 euros :) I'll let you know too if I find one :) Have you checked danilo com? I was about trying to buy off it, but it didn't work for me, and now a few days later, the price has risen! :( But maybe the price is fine for you, especially if you don't need shipping costs :)

I have no idea why they are so hard to find! Thank you so much for your website suggestion, it did work for me. I decided it was worth the higher price. :)

I'll let you know if it comes up anywhere else! 

Thanks again! Have a great day :)

HELLO FRIENDS,

I recently reached a follower milestone and so I’m going to do a bit of a Hamilton themed giveaway.

WHAT YOU COULD WIN:

A full set of 12 postcard sized prints of my Hamilton series, including the following pieces:

Hamilton | Eliza | Angelica | Burr

Lafayette | Hercules Mulligan | Laurens | Maria Reynolds

George Washington | Thomas Jefferson | Burn | Quiet Uptown

A copy of my art book, with lots of cool stuff not posted on tumblr!

An original A5 pencil sketch of anyone you want!

HOW TO ENTER:

Reblogs and Likes count as an entry each - reblog as many times as you want but try not to annoy anyone on your dash :)

You don’t have to be following me but, y’know, it’d be cool if you did!

I will draw two winners randomly on the 29th of February.

NOTE:

You need to be comfortable with giving me your mailing address. I’ll ship anywhere.

If you have any other questions, feel free to send me a message :)

I've seen the movie quite a few times and have decided that Petra and the teacher (who's name has escaped me) have been having an affair since she came into his class. Because he thinks so highly of her he decides James is not suited for her. It seems to me she is depicted as an intelligent character. Far too intelligent for the teacher. The teacher tried and failed to break them up by failing James by using the cards that was his job and sexuality. Honestly it still confuses me.... I love it!

So which of the endings do you think is true? Or do you not think any of them actually happened?

‘average writer kills off 3 gay characters per book’ factoid actualy just statistical error. queerbaiting rowling, who kills off over 10,000 characters per series and announces they are all gay after their deaths, is an outlier adn should not have been counted

Thank fucking god! After three continuous days of doing nothing else, I have finally triumphed! I can have my life back! 

so i’ve been thinking a lot about the moment when karen comes to visit matt after he’s beaten by nobu

he answers the door without wearing his glasses, which i believe is the first time since he’s spoken to karen about being blind in the first episode (when he takes them off and then immediately puts them back on) that he’s not worn them when she’s there; he even puts his glasses back on when he’s sitting with foggy going over files and karen comes in 

so matt answers the door looking like this

[image: screencap of matt, battered and bruised, no glasses.]

karen and him exchange what passes for a greeting between them at this point, and then matt immediately goes to the counter and puts his glasses on while karen takes off her coat

[images: two screencaps of karen taking off her coat in the hallway while matt puts on his glasses at the counter]

then he grabs a beer and turns back around, glasses firmly in place

[image: matt, beer in hand, standing behind the counter with his glasses on.]

so i’ve been thinking about why he would put his glasses on so quickly if he’s willing to answer the door without them on. because it makes sense that he answers the door without them because he’s hurt and tired and sick of everything, whatever reason he’s had to keep them on seems unimportant in light of everything that’s happened, etc. and i’d say it would make sense that he went to the door without his glasses, realized it was karen, and then put his glasses back on (because karen is different, because it’s Karen, because he knows how karen reacted to seeing his eyes before) but matt has supersenses, matt knows it’s karen long before karen reaches the door. so what makes him put his glasses on? 

i think what’s different is this 

[image: karen stands in the doorway, matt turned away from her. CC says: “you look like shit.”]

matt hears karen say that, hears karen say “you look like shit,” and matt murdock puts on his glasses, which do next to nothing to hide his abundant injuries or uncomfortable gait or obvious pain, especially given that karen has already seen them. matt murdock, who is so rarely seen without his glasses in the comics and the show, who wears glasses even in situations that seem incredibly deeply impractical, even in his own home, even with people who know him well (and here’s a post about this, and tw for some well-meaning ableism + in-comics ableism) - when karen says “you look like shit,” he puts on his glasses. because matt associates looking like shit with people being able to see his eyes- with being visibly disabled. because matt has to live with not only all of the guilt that comes with his daredevilling and with his super senses and with only being able to do so much, but also with internalized ableism.

I Climbed the Gates of Heaven

A short poem written by me, loosely based off the concept from this piece of literature. 

                                  I Climbed the Gates of Heaven A white, soft light appears behind my eyelids. I open them slowly but the light gets no brighter. It is comforting and warm. The world comes into focus. Smiling people and joy. Reunions occur all around me. My grandparents are there, happy and young. They wrap me in a hug. But there is one face I don't see. I break from their embrace and call out. My voice is musical, beautiful. But it receives no reply. I run down the street, gold beneath my feet. But I don't take the time to admire it. There is a greater beauty in wait. My family calls after me, laughing. "What is the rush, my child?" But I don't turn back. When I reach it, it is huge, standing tall over everything. I cannot see the top from the ground. The pearl is cold to the touch but somehow still soft. Reaching out, I place my feet and pull myself up the bars. I hear them calling me. But I don't look back. I slip a couple times and almost fall. My muscles tired and aching. But I don't hesitate. When I at last reach the top, I swing my legs over and sit. The wails of the lonely reach my ears. The cries of the left behind. I climbed the gates of heaven. I descend slowly and the farther I go, the colder it gets. The bars become more solid, more unforgiving. I falter more often but I do not stop. At the bottom I am surrounded by thick fog. The air is stagnant yet harsh and I gasp loudly. But everything is muted here. I step around those howling by the entrance. Demanding admittance to where I have left. They have no eyes for me nor I for them. I call your name again but it is rough to my ears. I call louder, pushing my way into the fog. Like a whisper, I hear you call back. I am running now, falling often on the uneven ground. But I pick myself up, running faster. Pushed on by that whisper of you. The last time I fall I am caught by your arms. A white light emerges from where your hands touch mine. You are soft and warm. As I sigh out your name my voice is again musical. Your smile is radiant. The fog recedes in its wake. I climbed the gates of heaven. I climbed the gates of heaven, To be with you, Because you, Are all the heaven I need. 

One of my favorite bit characters in Les mis is the poor random porter of Gillenormand who has to deal with Jean Valjean and Javert showing up at night with a mostly-dead Marius. He’s just so confused! He hasn’t read the first 1000 pages of Les Miserables so he has no context for Jean Valjean and Javert. He spends the entire conversation being utterly baffled.

POV: you’re just trying to sleep when you hear loud knocking at the door. Outside are two weird old men. One is a bizarre cop who seems to be operating on autopilot— he keeps mechanically saying incorrect nonsense like “here is Gilleormand’s dead’s son” even though Gillenormand has no son and the man they’re carrying isn’t dead. The other old man is some horrible-looking buff weirdo covered in sewage. They clearly have a History but you don’t know what it is.

They try to drag you into their relationship drama. One says Marius is dead, the other says nothing but exhaustedly shakes his head in disagreement in a way that makes him seem very Done with all of this. You are even more confused. You do not want to be part of this drama.

Javert addressed the porter in a tone befitting the government, and the presence of the porter of a factious person.

“Some person whose name is Gillenormand?”

“Here. What do you want with him?”

“His son is brought back.”

“His son?” said the porter stupidly.

“He is dead.”

Jean Valjean, who, soiled and tattered, stood behind Javert, and whom the porter was surveying with some horror, made a sign to him with his head that this was not so.

The porter did not appear to understand either Javert’s words or Jean Valjean’s sign.

Then you try to ask for clarification. The cop just repeats that the not-dead Marius is actually dead, vaguely says he got himself killed at the barricades—and then he very helpfully states that when people die there are funerals, as if he’s just stating a random fact he knows about death. This clarifies nothing. You finally just walk away and make it someone else’s problem. Good for you.

Javert continued:

“He went to the barricade, and here he is.”

“To the barricade?” ejaculated the porter.

“He has got himself killed. Go waken his father.”

The porter did not stir.

“Go along with you!” repeated Javert.

And he added:

“There will be a funeral here to-morrow.”

For Javert, the usual incidents of the public highway were categorically classed, which is the beginning of foresight and surveillance, and each contingency had its own compartment; all possible facts were arranged in drawers, as it were, whence they emerged on occasion, in variable quantities; in the street, uproar, revolt, carnival, and funeral.

The porter contented himself with waking Basque. Basque woke Nicolette; Nicolette roused great-aunt Gillenormand.

And then the two of them leave, and youre left with all the confusion of someone who’s been plunged into the middle of Jean Valjean and Javert’s weirdness without any of the context of Victor Hugo’s hit 1862 novel Les miserables:

The porter watched them take their departure as he had watched their arrival, in terrified somnolence.

secret lipstick

[images: four selfies of Auden in neat makeup with a wave of short blue hair and thick-framed glasses. two photos show a smirk and display of glittery magenta lipstick. the other two show a dark blue face mask with polar bear faces. they look mischievous.]

As a huge thank you to all of you who have supported the comic from the very start up to now and bore with the delays and dramas, let’s have a giveaway!

1st place: a FREE commission of any size (see here) as well as any product from my Society6/Redbubble, including shipping.

2nd place: an A5 sketchbook filled with art of the apollocomic gang and also character bios/sneak peeks of upcoming pages.

3rd place: same as 2nd place but in an A6 sketchbook, with storyboards of past and upcoming panels.

- Giveaway will end September 30th, winners will be messaged privately (people can get weirdly jealous and send rude messages so i’d rather leave it as your choice). All postage costs will be covered by me as this is when my student loan comes in, and also because I’m so thankful for all the donations you guys gave for the Gofundme - I’d be in serious trouble with my rent and whole financial situation without you guys and this is the only way i can think to repay your generosity! The Gofundme has ended, but there is a donation link in the sidebar at all times, and anything (even a dollar) is SO appreciated - art doesn’t do much for the bank account, sadly.

- Reblogs count as an extra entry, but aren’t necessary as likes are completely fine :) (If you left your url during the gofundme you get entered three times! also any donations from now until the end of the giveaway will also count as extra entries.) (also, must be following apollocomic!)

THANK YOU SO MUCH and good luck!