GenX Bi woman, she/her, Autistic, Reads a ridiculous amount of fanfic and everything else, BBC Sherlock, ACD Sherlock Holmes and KCD Hansry. Tag me in all your fic posts!
Cover art for Last Chances by @winterdaphne2, created for @fandomtrumpshate 2026.
An excuse to draw my favourite (dancing) duo, Baker Street wallpaper, Art Deco influences, and spend entirely too much time adjusting eyebrows by a just a few pixels.
Thank you, @winterdaphne2, for giving me that gorgeous scene to draw.
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This is the first of my two fics for the Fandom Trumps Hate 2026 event. I've been dying to share It Takes a Village with you all. My highest bidder @redmondcollege wanted an AU where neither of the characters needed to have their normal jobs - hence why I've moved them all to the idyllic village, Arboreta Combe. My generous bidder also wanted either parent!lock or a retirement fic. As you may have deduced from the picture above, I chose the former, but with a twist. Welcome to my hairdresser!lock universe!
A big thanks to @keirgreeneyes for the great beta job. You're a star!
Chapter 1 - The Biggest Secret
Summary: Sherlock is alone in his hair salon, tidying up after some hectic weeks. Most of the work is muscle memory, allowing his thoughts to wander freely. Unsurprisingly, they opt to relive his first meeting with John, which took place in this very establishment. Years later, the man is still an enigma to Sherlock, and he's no closer to deducing John's secret, but when the bell over the salon door chimes, announcing new customers, the mystery solves itself, and Sherlock's heart is about to break.
POV: your stupid roommate is wearing a waistcoat that is your favorite color and looking all stupid and handsome and itâs 8am and you want him to die
(aka what Watson is wearing during this scene of my SIXN adaptation)
Was inspired by @jay-wasreblogging post (just beneath this one I think ?) and doodled these. John is wearing a man's corset I saw on a late 19th century illustration while researching. Sherlock is having a heart attack.
Sherlock Holmes and the Musgrave Crown by FruitViking
Johnlock Love Letters #2412
In 1930s London, criminal-turned-criminology-professor Sherlock is called upon to investigate the disappearance of Sir Reginald Musgrave. The trail leads to Dr John Watson, the one that got away - or rather, the one Holmes left behind.
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Finally got this piece all done, a knightly alternate universe where the boys meet at a joust tourney, under the banners of their lords. Hope you like it!
Post-retirement Shane who gets softer around the edges and a little bit pudgy. And Ilya who adores it and loves to bite at Shane's belly.
Also, Ilya getting pleasantly plump after retirement and turning into a proper bear, and making non-stop bear jokes about himself and his tattoo. While Shane's mind is just the sound of static and a constant loop of "sexy, hairy, muscle man. Big bear man. Husband, sexy, hairy, hot" whenever he looks at Ilya. â¤ď¸
Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight
Never in life had I seen such a sight!
  Itâs a dream to be wished
 That Iâd not know I missed
Which has lead to my heart taking flight!
Captain âCorbieâ Wiggins, Baker Street Irregulars
Fluffbruary Extended Version Infinifluff. June 14. (Sherlock fandom) Prompts: grove - arbour - formal + the image below.
Chapter 4: The Former British Government
Summary: For the first time since John arrived, the weather changes. It looks as if a storm is approaching. When Sherlock informs him that this has everything to do with his brother's predestined arrival, John doesn't believe him. Surely, dark clouds and the probable thunderstorm aren't signs of a human appearing at their doorstep?
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Vampire powers come at a cost
Like a heart thatâs as cold as the frost
  Time and time againÂ
  You lose family and friends
And how can you love when youâve lost?
I've witnessed Sherlock do this on a number of occasions, and the fact is, I'm no stranger to the concept myself.Â
When Iâm writing a blog post, when Iâm in the kitchen making dinner, when Iâm daydreaming about my mad flatmate in the shower, are some examples of me being stuck inside my head. Of course, I donât have a Mind Palace like he has. I donât walk down imagined corridors, into libraries, labs, cellars, and what have you like he does when he leaves for his spacious second home.
Unlike him, Iâm easily roused out of my torpor. Just a touch to my shoulder, my name softly spoken, or the scent of tea, is enough to pull me back to the present.
Iâm not in the habit of losing myself in thoughts for longer periods like Sherlock does. Mostly, only a few minutes have passed before Iâm back to full consciousness. Therefore, itâs utterly fascinating to me that my best friend can stay in his Mind Palace for endless hours.
âHave you ever got lost? Been unable to return?â
Itâs a ridiculous question, of course, but Iâve always wondered. His answer both worries and astounds me.
âI have. Only once. It was unnerving.â
âOh, wow. But⌠um⌠how â â
âMycroft.â
Of course, his brother and mentor â the man who has taught him this memory technique in the first place â would come to his aid when he realised that Sherlock had lost himself in his head.
âHow? When?â
âI donât recall how. It was years before we met. I was⌠high.â
Despite that Iâd suspected this, it hurts to hear him admit it. The stinging sensation in my heart - as if Iâve been stabbed with a stiletto - is as real as the toast on my plate.
âIâm glad he was there,â I say quietly.
âIndeed,â he agrees.
***
For each passing week, it happens more frequently. And it doesnât only apply to when Iâm in the flat. Even at grim crime scenes I lose myself in thoughts of Sherlock.Â
His agility â jumping over fences like an athlete. His large hands â gesturing elegantly. His voice â deep and resonant, speaking to my very core. His lips â lush and breath-taking. His hair â tousled or perfectly coiffed. His coat, his tight trousers, and shirts â making my knees weak.
âOut with it!â
Iâm so startled, I nearly topple over. A large hand grabs my elbow gently, and Sherlockâs baritone scolds someone called George for being rude.
âCome on, John. We have a killer to catch!â
And without further ado, Iâm running after my mad and gorgeous detective, while my phone buzzes in my jacket pocket.
Later - the killer is behind bars, and Sherlock delights in my adoring praise of his flawless deductions â I get a chance to check my mobile.
Are you ok? You lost yourself in your head again today. Like Sherlock does. Whatâs going on, John? Out with it!
âWhat does Gavin want?â Sherlock drawls from his chair.
âNothing,â I say.
My blush is competing with the flames in the hearth, and Iâm one hundred percent sure Sherlock knows Iâm lying. He always does.
***
One of the many perks of Sherlock retreating to his Mind Palace, is that I get to observe him undisturbed. I only let my gaze linger when his eyes are shut. Granted, Iâve tried to wave my hand in front of his face when they are open; he doesnât even blink, so I know itâs safe. Nevertheless, I donât want to push my luck.Â
What will he think if he saw me drinking him in like a man finally reaching an oasis in a dry desert? It doesnât bear thinking about.
At the moment, Sherlockâs eyes are closed, so itâs safe to ogle his lithe frame, his steepled hands, his slightly parted lips. I let my eyes wander and linger wherever they desire. My tongue darts out to lick my chapped lips, and to my horror I realise that Iâm drooling slightly. Christ.
When I have swiped the moist away, Sherlockâs eyes are open, meeting mine with an unexpected fondness. I find myself unable to look away. Maybe itâs time to stop this pretence and just dive into the unknown.
âSo, this is what Gerald meant,â he murmurs.
âWhat?â
âHis remark, and I quote: âOut with it.ââ
Shit. He heard that. Obviously. His hearing is â
âJohn, donât. Please.â
Please, what? I canât comprehend what the familiar voice asks.
When something warm registers on my face, I open my eyes to find Sherlock kneeling in front of my chair, his delicate hands cupping my face.
âYou need to stop doing that,â he whispers, âit feels like youâre leaving me.â
âI would never do that to you, Sherlock,â I say softly, and lift my own hands to caress his precious head.
âGood.â
We are both properly present when our lips meet for the first time. After all, this isnât something any of us would want to miss.
Love at First Pride by topsyturvy_turtely (T)
John just recently discovered he is bi. So this is his first Pride Parade. And then this tall, attractive man catches his eye and he promptly falls in love.
The Riots by CarmillaCarmine (G)
A glimpse into the lives of John and Sherlock living in 1969 NYC the night the Stonewall Riots broke out.
John & Sherlock Go to Pride by KingHippiedude (missreader) (G)
John and Sherlock participate in the London Pride Parade.
Rosie and the pride month by Eva_23 (T)
Little Rosie celebrating the pride month with her Dads!
Dying (In a good way) by Strangehamstergirl (G)
John rolled his eyes and glared at the pink dye he was holding.
*The boys decide to change things up a bit for pride*
Pride (In the Name of Love) by ChrisCalledMeSweetie (G)
Sherlock and John celebrate Pride.
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Hi, I read a fic where are Ilya is driving away from Shane and heâs listening to the Arctic Monkeys song âDo I wanna know?â And at least some of the lyrics are included in the story. The other things I think I remember about the story is that itâs after Shane and Scott Hunter fight on the ice and they go to New York to confront Hunter because they think he knows about them. So Scott, Ilya and Shane are in the hotel room talking about it in New York. And then itâs time for Ilya to go home and he wants so badly to spend more time with Shane that he thinks about leaving his car on the street to get towed or whatever. Then he could fly home and spend another hour or two with Shane. Iâve gone through my entire AO3 history. So Iâm worried that maybe the fic has been deleted? anyway, I would love to read it again. Iâve been thinking about it for weeks.
I keep pushing this one aside, hoping that one day I will find this fic randomly, but I still canât find it. However, it is very much possible that I am not looking under the correct tags for this fic. I really want to find this fic, though, because it sounds really cool. I am seriously hoping that it hasnât been deleted.
If anyone finds this fic, feel free to comment because I also want to read it!
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and i do think bood & ilya are so endlessly fascinating. yes i talk abt troy & ilya mainly bc of the foil of it all but can u imagine captaining a team you'd played for ur whole life and which has never once been good and overnight u hear ilya fucking rozanov playboy superstar bostons masshole sweetheart signed at the peak of his career, instantaneously demoting u to AC just by sheer power of existing, and is moving to ottawa in ur neighborhood under ur noses effective immediately
now i donât know enough about omegaverse to say anything definitively but from what i have seen it certainly looks like it emulates insects much more than wolves.