#chublock

hi you sent this on Christmas and it is now way past Christmas and this lil guy is def not good but I will singlehandedly revive fatlock and bring it to its former glory

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It is generally accepted that one tends to pile on the pounds over the holidays. Between big feasts with family, receiving gifts of chocolates and delicious candies and sticking inside as much as possible to avoid the cold, it is impossible to stay thin. Mycroft Holmes especially found difficulty with this, as he had a doting husband who found any opportunity to feed him something sweet.

There’d be afternoons where Mycroft would get back to his office after four straight hours of meetings to find a neatly wrapped package on his desk, filled to the brim with decorated cookies and cakes. A note would accompany it, sloppy words declaring his love for Mycroft and signed with a ‘G’. Despite the sheer amount of treats shoved in the box, the elder Holmes would always manage to eat every crumb. No pastry was safe in the presence of Mycroft Holmes and Greg certainly knew that. The man definitely didn’t seem to mind it when his husband returned home from the office, suit looking a bit tighter than it did when he left in the morning.

Of course at home there were more treats waiting for him. It seemed everyday Gregory came home with a tin box full of cookies or chocolates, insisting that someone at the Yard had given it to him, even though they knew he wasn’t too big on sweets. Usually they’d sit together, then, and share the box after dinner with Mycroft eating the majority. His sweet tooth was insatiable and his dear husband had no issue feeding it.

Come January, every set of trousers he owned were snug or didn’t fit at all. His tailor, Sebastian, always had a very busy first week of the new year as he set out to make Mycroft a whole new wardrobe. His belly - where the weight went most - swallowed up more of his lap than it did in November. His cheeks fuller, double chin a bit more prominent. Even his arms would get softer, filling out the sleeves of his shirt more and more.

Heeeeey, Chublock! I like your url. ;) Sure, that’s no problem. I’ve already edited the ask to reflect that. :) However, I really hope you don’t mind if I use this situation to talk about my grand, philosophical idea of the blog? 

Basically, I try to make this blog a safe place for Fatlockers and their ideas. I post Fatlock Scenarios that I think up to try to amuse, entertain, and hopefully spark some creativity in my followers. You’re free to think of fics inspired by them, you’re free to modify them into prompts on Omegle or wherever you kids are RPing these days, etc. All I ask is that you include a little tag line such as “inspired by (blog name)” (whether mine or the submitter’s blog, if they submitted off anon) or something for purely promotional reasons. I want lots more people to find this blog, the submitters’ blogs,  find our tumblr tags, and join this community. 

I’d like it if everyone who submits fatlock ideas, fic fills, or whatever little bits and pieces they do felt the same way. I would always prefer if people could be credited directly, but if someone submits something anonymously there’s really nothing fic writers or artists could do. If you’re not open to your work inspiring other people and possibly winding up the basis for a fic, I don’t think you should submit here because it is literally impossible for me to guarantee that no one will use it. 

I’m not in charge of the internet (though I wish I was), nor other people (though I often wish I was which probably reflects poorly on me as a person.) I cannot stop someone from using a prompt or a scenario. If you’re really attached to these prompts then you’d be better off keeping them to yourself and writing that fic before you send your ideas out. 

Once again, this is not directed at anyone. Chublock just made me think of it with their question, and I thought now was a good time to explain how things work on my blog. I am now and always will be happy to credit anyone on anything they submit because I operate in good faith that no one would claim something they actually didn’t write. (Don’t prove me wrong, people, I believe in you.)