the home of the pencil hoarder

He arrives to find he wasn’t the only invitee.

It’s actually a week long party, most of which is to be spent on the beach. He wasn’t really expected to accept the invitation - and his presence is clearly resented by most of the other guests.

But among them is a social justice student called Greg, who goes out of his way to include Mycroft. The two of them go for a long walk on the beach one evening; Greg is as interesting as he is handsome. Mycroft feels himself falling for the funny, easygoing and warm young man.

When Mycroft realises that most of the female guests are now competing for Greg’s attentions, he decides he’s had enough of being seen as a tiresome egghead.

im talking full scale shenanigans happening over on the Samwell Unversity Men’s Hockey Team.

Two boys join the team. On the same day. Looking… vaguely similar enough and both are, as is tradition, given a Hockey Nickname. Which is usually based loosely in some way on Your Name. 

But in a frogs>tadpoles>eggs>eggos>waffle-like twist Ollie and Wicks are not based even close to their names at all. Ollie is because Ollie turned up on a bike and bikes are sort of close to skateboards and he cannot do any tricks on a bike or a skateboard but Ollie is a trick one COULD do and thus. Ollie. Wicks is because Wicks got a little too close to the fire on an opening bonfire night and singed his pants and amidst his shrieking, one of the older boys laughed and said he went up like a fucking candle, brah and candle is not a good nickname but Wick is and then make it plural because lol it actually happened to TWO FROGS that year.

And therein lies the problem. Because two boys also showed up on bikes. 

Ollie and Wicks.

Both scenarios could have applied to both of them and they both assumed that they would figure it out eventually. that at least one of the older teammates knew which was which and one day it would be very clear. Ah, yes, I am Ollie. The other is Wicks.

Until then, they would just call each other “dude” “bro” and communicate through fist pumps. But they would figure it out eventually. Obviously. 

Except… the one who wears a hat is pretttty sure he’s Ollie by mid-September but then he clearly hears Shitty tell the other one “sick fucking move, Olli-licious” so maybe he is Wicks and non-hat boy is equally certain he’s Ollie based on that interaction, only to have Ransom look him in this eye and start babbling about heat transference and, sure, that’s probably just a Ransom-is-stressed thing but then Holster had yelled at him to “GET OUT OF THE HAUS IF YOU HAVE A SCIENCE NAME, DIPSHIT!!!!!” which seemed to imply he was Wicks. Maybe. 

This continued. It became easier to just stick together at all times. Just to avoid the embarrassment of having to admit you don’t know your own name. So they do this. And it becomes a thing. Just when they think they have it figured out, when they feel pretttty confident about going up to the other and saying “Wicks, you are my best friend and I might be in love with you”– JUST at that point, an interaction will happen and BOOM. Uncertainty reigns. For four years.

“The women you don’t know behind the mission you do”

It’s witchcraft????????? Like I would be burned at the stake if I lived in ye olde days knowing that information?????

It’s best to have someone do this for you while you stand up and relax your muscles as best you can, but if you’re alone, a tennis ball and a flat surface will probably work. Alternatively you can lie on the edge of a bed at the pressure point. (But no really do try to find someone to do it for you)

Find the area in your spine between either the first, second, third, or fourth vertebrae. It should be sore and uncomfortable to press down on, so look for the one that’s most painful, and press down with as much pressure as you can on that area for 30 seconds.

Realize that 80% of your pain has magically disappeared and keep the info secret if you live in a small puritan town, lest you be tried for witchcraft.

This is good for tension migranes and normal migraines, but actually pretty useless for sinus migraines. It’ll help for a hot second, but quickly come back. (These are usually the migraines behind your eyes, in your ears, and behind your forehead. Sometimes it can feel like jaw pain or TMJ) for sinus migraines, behind the ear in a divot. Press down firmly and pull towards your collarbone. That’ll drain your sinuses. Also, pressing around the eye socket on the cheekbones help. There is also a little triangle up away from the eye in the eyebrow bone. Press and hold pretty hard and that’ll relieve that behind the forehead pain. Also, ear pulling is great to help move sinuses around.

Don’t forget the temples too! Press firmly and hold. Open and close your jaw while holding your temples. It’ll feel weird, but it’ll help with jaw pain. It’ll work a similar way if you hold the jaw joint under your cheekbone.

Take your thumb and pointer finger from your left hand and grab the muscle between your pointer finger and thumb on your right hand. Apply constant, firm pressure to the muscle and hold for thirty seconds. If it is working for you, you should feel the pain in your head reducing within the first 5-10 seconds with the most significant reduction in symptoms occurring around 20-25 seconds. After thirty seconds reduce pressure slowly and release.

John doesn’t hear from him when he should have and gets worried – calls Greg to come and sort it out. Sherlock could be off anywhere in the hundreds of rooms of the hotel getting murdered or something

Greg turns up and, on showing his police badge at reception, is immediately informed there’s been a disturbance on the fourth floor. Sherlock got caught going through a wardrobe when he shouldn’t have and they’ve worked out he’s not really a member of staff

Greg, very tired and attempting not to let his eyes roll out of his head, realises this is going to be the kind of situation where only Mycroft can apply the right kind of pressure to make Sherlock accept help in the investigation and actually explain what he’s up to. Calls him

Greg collects John and they make their way to the fourth floor. Sherlock is being extremely rude to hotel security while an amused-looking American guy watches

Mycroft arrives while Greg is trying to get Sherlock to tell him the trail of evidence which brought him here. Sherlock is angry at getting caught and insulting everyone in range equally

The American guy’s friends arrive. One of them compliments Sherlock on his haircare routine and asks him for his curl control product. John practically vibrates with jealousy at the “oh my god honey, those lips, and your beautiful neck, your skin is just gorgeous, you could model, do you model, I mean you could walk for anyone, right?”

Four of them collectively lose their shit at the sudden array of silver foxes who’ve unexpectedly turned up in their hotel room, and Greg finds himself the sudden centre of a group of extremely tactile and very complimentary men who have a lot of tips about really bringing out the beautiful shine in his hair, dressing for his colouring and ensuring he gets enough sleep

@janinawoods Mycroft would be really wary and reserved at first but then they’d start geeking out together about tailoring and colour matching and subtle tweed patterns and tie knots

Over time Tan would start talking Mycroft into some subtle florals and help him with his weekend look

Karamo 100% talks Greg into getting a bomber jacket, helps him with his sleep schedule and encourages him to try boxing

Tan finally gets Mycroft to hang out with Jonathan, who it turns out is really into politics. They can gossip for hours about the latest political events and it’s such a relief to finally have someone to bitch about the general level of politicians’ grooming and dress with

Karamo like, “I think we need to explore a little where this very unhelpful dynamic with your brother is coming from, at both your ages it would really be good if you could both learn to examine that and move on,” and Sherlock being just speechless with the impossibility of arguing with these men

And Tan is in the corner with Mycroft like, “you absolutely do not need to listen to that, we’re all a little sensitive about our soft middles and honestly you are dressing perfectly for your shape –”

Peter: Is… Is that American slang? Is this accurate? Because I’m an American and I don’t agree.

Shuri: I’m not American and even I don’t agree.

Bucky: Yeah fam.

Peter: Bucky please no….

Also, I hope the curse of the boyfriend/husband sweater doesn’t extend to best friend sweaters.

1) Sense of Humor

Me: Ah. Editing it now. 

Barista: What’s it about?

Me: Two men who shouldn’t be trusted with their feelings fight vampires and pine over each other in the genetic chaos of twenty-third century London. 

Me: It’s a sort of. Crime. Sci-fi. Thriller.

Barista: Ooh cool. Like… Sherlock Holmes in space?