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The Detective and the Demon

fuckyeahjohnlockpodfics:

“Every demon on record is described as either monstrously terrifying or breathtakingly beautiful,” Sherlock says. “I have never heard of a demon with a forgettable face and a propensity for ugly jumpers.”

The demon looks down at his jumper. Okay, so it might not be the most flattering article of clothing in the world, but it sure looks a hell of a lot more comfortable than Sherlock’s two-sizes-too-small shirt.

Writer: oreganotea

Reader: sly

Length: 22:43

Audio: Sly is a prolific podficcer in many fandoms so she is just awesome. Even more awesome is she does podficcer notes at the end, and I love notes! It’s like an Easter egg at the end of a podfic…

Story: oh oh magical realism! Demon John! This is gen/pre-slash but a really cool way for them to first meet. Short and sweet story.

Rating: B+, flawless audio quality and reading of quick magical realism AU, if you like that kind of thing (I do)

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Podfic: The Fine Line Between Love and Hate… by Hardboiledbaby

S&H2Fic: The Fine Line Between Love and Hate, AKA Hutch and the Striped Tomato
Fandom: Starsky & Hutch
Characters/Pairing: Ken Hutchinson/David Starsky
Writer: hardboiledbaby
Reader: themusecalliope (me)
Rated: PG-13?
Summary: Hutch hated the Torino with his heart and soul, but mostly with his back…
Length: 3:29
Music credit: Bay City Rollers - I Only Wanna Be With You
Cover Art: me
Download: MP3 | Podbook

Notes: My thanks to Hardboiledbaby for BP and writing great stories about our boys. Thanks also to Sly for the beta, and, as usual, many thanks to Paraka for hosting.

(my podfic masterlist)

Podfic: Wake-Up Call by Hardboiledbaby

S&H1Fic: Wake-Up Call
Fandom: Starsky & Hutch
Characters/Pairing: Ken Hutchinson/David Starsky, Huggy Bear
Writer: hardboiledbaby
Reader: themusecalliope (me)
Rated: G
Summary: Love really is blind, Huggy thought.
Length: 1:34
Music credit: Tom Scott - Gotcha (Theme from “Starsky & Hutch”)
Cover Art: me
Download: MP3 | Podbook

Notes: My thanks to Hardboiledbaby for BP and writing great stories about our boys. Thanks also to Sly for the beta, and, as usual, many thanks to Paraka for hosting.

(my podfic masterlist)

Podfic: Welcome to Halloween Town by stellar_dust

wthtFic: Welcome to Halloween Town
Fandom: Nightmare Before Christmas (w/ Welcome to Night Vale fusion)
Characters/Pairing: The One Hiding Under Your Bed (Radio Host), A different Radio Host - (no actual pairings)
Writer: stellar_dust
Reader: themusecalliope (me) & analise010
Rated: PG
Summary: A friendly hilltop community where the trees crackle and rustle in the wind, the sky is a glorious sickly green with scudding clouds across the inscrutable face of the moon, and the jack o’lanterns carve themselves while still ripening on the vine …

Welcome .. to Halloween Town.
Length: 37:19
Music credit: String Tribute Players - This is Halloween; Bobby Thayer, Indianna Hale, and Joe Lewis - Monster’s Holiday (The Weather)
Cover Art: Kalakirya (who is awesome)
Download: MP3 | Podbook

Notes: We had *so much* fun with this fic, so extra thanks to stellar_dust for saying that we could podfic it. Thanks to Sly for the beta, and, as usual, many thanks to Paraka for hosting.

(my podfic masterlist)

lyndsayfaye:

thereverieinrealityy:

Braden Summers traveled to six different countries to prove that no matter where you are, love is equal.

lovely.

This is so beautiful.

Podfic - Sherlock BBC: Scotch, the Sixth by earlygreytea68

Fic: Scotch, the Sixth (Scotch 6)
Fandom: Sherlock BBC
Characters/Pairing: Mycroft/Lestrade
Writer: earlgreytea68
Reader: themusecalliope (me)
Rated: PG
Summary: Lestrade encounters Molly. Oh, and then there’s chess.
Length: 17:53
Music credit: none
Cover Art: By me. (Manifesty’s series cover art is here)
Download: MP3 | Podbook

Notes: ha HA! I’ve finally posted the next part. Surprise! As always, thanks to Paraka for hosting my files. Much bowing to Sly for betaing this. And Huzzahs to earlgreytea68 for the cool fic, and letting me record this series.

(my podfic masterlist)

Sherlock (BBC): Thought and Memory by themusecalliope

podfic-love:

Rec by: fire_juggler
Fandom: Sherlock (BBC)
Characters/Pairing: Mycroft Holmes, Sherlock Holmes, Mummy (Sherlock), Anthea (Sherlock), John Watson (there’s a tiny bit of Sherlock/John)
Rating: General Audiences
Content Notes: None
Length: 00:25:46
Performer Links: themusecalliope at DW | AO3 | Audiofic Archive
Author: Blind_Author
Cover Artist: koshvader and themusecalliope
Summary: A look at Mycroft and Tehayla, and the way they view their world. Largely a gen story, but some very peripheral Sherlock/John.

imageReccer Notes: I’m kind of a sucker for HDM fusion fics. Also for character studies. Also for Mycroft Holmes. Also (most especially) for themusecalliope's podfics. So is it any wonder that I love this podfic?

Technically, it’s the third story in a series, but the rest of the series is not necessary for enjoyment of this particular podfic (though I will mention that themusecalliope has also podficced Howl, a fantastic John-centric, John/Sherlock counterpart to this story. Side rec!!! Go now!).

But there is something about this particular one that tugs at me. Mycroft’s POV is always something that draws me, and themusecalliope reads it beautifully, getting into Mycroft’s head and giving him a voice that really brings out his intelligence, curiosity, pride, and force of will, even as a child. Her reading style, which is always smooth and evenly paced, works so well with the prose here. The editing makes for clear and easy listening, and the choice of music just perfect.

Ultimately, it makes for this wonderful dive into the brain of Mycroft Holmes. It’s one of those quiet podfics. It’s not a roller coaster of action, but you can’t stop listening, because it’s a beautiful story that’s beautifully and filled with all these quiet feelings that creep up on you and fill you with ALL the Mycroft love.

Fanwork Link(s): Thought and Memory at AO3 | Audiofic Archive

*squee* I got recced!!!

mensuramjr:

Title: CherishMedia: SAI and Bockingford watercolour paper… (I can’t believe how wasteful it is to use this for sketching. >_>)
The journey back to the Lonely Mountain was long and exhausting. Rain had been pounding the ground for several days now, making the footpaths and wooded roads quite difficult to traverse even on ponyback. Bilbo had toppled over several times this morning, his bum covered in mud. The wet, itchy feeling had begun to irritate him more and more as the day progressed, but Bilbo refused to slow down or stop when they were so close to their goal. It’d been over a year since he’d seen the Lonely Mountain and the tired hobbit was going to arrive there by nightfall, no ifs, ands, or buts about it.
"Uncle," said a small voice next to him, "I’m cold."
Bilbo looked up at the pony beside him, hands automatically reaching out for the small hobbit that sat atop Molly. “We’re not too far now, my boy. Only a few miles east and we’ll be in the warm halls of Erebor.” He patted the young boy on the back. “Come here, darling, lil’ bit of carrying will warm you up. Tuck your hands into my collar, yes, that’s it. Golly, you’re about froze up!”
Frodo buried his tiny face into Bilbo’s neck, soft curls dripping with water despite the hood pulled overtop of them. They were all by themselves now, the other part of their travel group having already headed off to Lake-town. Bilbo wasn’t too concerned about a few miles journey alone, mostly because the areas directly around Erebor were now well-protected by dwarven patrols. The roads had been empty due to the terrible weather, but a number of small farms were now present along the stretch, which had been restored in the months since Bilbo had left for the Shire.
"We’ll be giving the dwarves quite the surprise, my boy," said Bilbo, tucking the small child into his own thicker cloak. "They’ve probably figured I’d not be coming back at this point. Long journey, this has been."
"I just wanna bed," mumbled Frodo. He hadn’t been very fond of sleeping on the ground, the poor little hobbit. "Nice and warm, like back home."
"You’ll have that and more," assured Bilbo. "I have a feeling that the dwarves will make quite the fuss over you."
I’ve wanted to do a pic of Bilbo and baby Frodo for a while now, tbh. And Karategel’s An Unexpected Addition is the perfect inspiration! As usual, I’m a sucker for kid fic. This is from Chapter one so don’t worry about spoilers I guess?
So… long time no see guys! I was sick and stuff, so my countdown kinda poofed into nothingness… BUT, I’M BACK YAY.

Art Love (Also, Fic Love)

mensuramjr:

Title: Cherish
Media: SAI and Bockingford watercolour paper… (I can’t believe how wasteful it is to use this for sketching. >_>)

The journey back to the Lonely Mountain was long and exhausting. Rain had been pounding the ground for several days now, making the footpaths and wooded roads quite difficult to traverse even on ponyback. Bilbo had toppled over several times this morning, his bum covered in mud. The wet, itchy feeling had begun to irritate him more and more as the day progressed, but Bilbo refused to slow down or stop when they were so close to their goal. It’d been over a year since he’d seen the Lonely Mountain and the tired hobbit was going to arrive there by nightfall, no ifs, ands, or buts about it.

"Uncle," said a small voice next to him, "I’m cold."

Bilbo looked up at the pony beside him, hands automatically reaching out for the small hobbit that sat atop Molly. “We’re not too far now, my boy. Only a few miles east and we’ll be in the warm halls of Erebor.” He patted the young boy on the back. “Come here, darling, lil’ bit of carrying will warm you up. Tuck your hands into my collar, yes, that’s it. Golly, you’re about froze up!”

Frodo buried his tiny face into Bilbo’s neck, soft curls dripping with water despite the hood pulled overtop of them. They were all by themselves now, the other part of their travel group having already headed off to Lake-town. Bilbo wasn’t too concerned about a few miles journey alone, mostly because the areas directly around Erebor were now well-protected by dwarven patrols. The roads had been empty due to the terrible weather, but a number of small farms were now present along the stretch, which had been restored in the months since Bilbo had left for the Shire.

"We’ll be giving the dwarves quite the surprise, my boy," said Bilbo, tucking the small child into his own thicker cloak. "They’ve probably figured I’d not be coming back at this point. Long journey, this has been."

"I just wanna bed," mumbled Frodo. He hadn’t been very fond of sleeping on the ground, the poor little hobbit. "Nice and warm, like back home."

"You’ll have that and more," assured Bilbo. "I have a feeling that the dwarves will make quite the fuss over you."

I’ve wanted to do a pic of Bilbo and baby Frodo for a while now, tbh. And Karategel’s An Unexpected Addition is the perfect inspiration! As usual, I’m a sucker for kid fic. This is from Chapter one so don’t worry about spoilers I guess?

So… long time no see guys! I was sick and stuff, so my countdown kinda poofed into nothingness… BUT, I’M BACK YAY.

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