Hey Steph, I just wanna say how much I love your blog. I always try to keep up with it and if I have a bad day, this is where I go first. Thank you for taking the time out days to do this. You're truly amazing. Anyhow, can you suggest any nice teenlock fics? Like, with a jock John and a nerdier Sherlock? It's such a simple and cliche dynamic, but it's just so nice. Thank you again!
Hey Nonny!
Ah, thank you so much for the compliments, I'm so happy you enjoy my blog! <3
Ah, I'm not really into teenlock, but I did make a Teen/Unilock with Rugby John (MFLs) list awhile ago, so you can check that, and then visit these Teenlock Masterpost pages for links to other people's teenlock fics <3
If anyone has anything that they'd like to add, please do!
Featuring suggestively-named experiments, assistance from a handsome rugby player in armor, and medieval-themed merriment at the college Ren Fair. Unilock.
HELLO! Surprise letter from Watson! Let's take a look!
They're calmly having breakfast, a morning as any other in 221b
this is so, so relatable. Holmes is trying to distract himself from breakfast enough to actually eat it. He doesn't have a computer with an interesting video so he's reading the paper. ABSOLUTELY relatable. Only now Watson wants to kiss his smirk off his face.
Holmes, that's fucking thin ice. Be kinder to your Watson. He's not plain at all (and you know it).
Also, are you calling yourself a debutante, Holmes? How did you manage to understand that? Come on, explain!
Explain, i said! Not distract Watson with you hands before for once complimenting him. Oh well, we knew already that he wears his heart on his sleeve!
Very much on his sleeve. One more dyslexic Holmes evidence!
How? did? you? manage?
W: Which one good nature in giving explanations?
H: Do shut up, dearest.
Oh well, Holmes is bound to know something on how Watson was feeling the previous evening! And he was also curious as, despite the Times, he still got bored of having breakfast.
VERY bored. Watson is much more interesting than BREAKFAST.
Also, Watson, of course he follows your movements! He's madly in love with you!
And apparently Watson also played cricked in university! Rugby, Cricket, whenever did he find the time to study? (They have a photo of him with the cricket team on the mantelpiece... is the photo with the rugby one in their bedroom, perhaps?)
DAMNIT WATSON! You should know your Holmes by now! He's a right bastard when he wants to be and THIS is exactly one thing that can trigger his being a bastard.
We'll see how it will go! Watson you should offer him an apology and a kiss. Holmes you too, we all know you don't think your Watson is either plain or dumb.
Hi Steph! I've been looking for a johnlock fanfic since 2018 lmao, I remember it was based on a post here on Tumblr (I also think there were two one shots based on that post), I recall it was about a wall where everyone at school wrote confessions and Sherlock wrote that he was in love with the rugby captain, I think John wrote that he was in love with his lab partner or something like that, Id really appreciate if you could help me find those two fanfics, thank you!
Hey Nonny!
Oooooooohhhhhhhhh my gosh okay I think I was asked about this a long time ago, but I CAN'T remember if I got a reply for it... If I did, it might be on my Teen/Unilock with Rugby John (MFLs) list.
Just started a fun and filthy little fic featuring Price, MacTavish and Riley. Price and Riley are married and they both fancy MacTavish. It's a Rugby AU with some nods to the game. Story and smut.
AO3 will hit ya with the mature warning. Please heed it!
The Doubtful Comforts of Human Love (62k, E), posted 23 AUG 2014
Sherlock (TV), 22k hits, 988 kudos
Summary: UK Ballet principal dancer Sherlock Holmes and assistant rugby coach John Watson met and fell in love as ambitious, optimistic teenagers. Twenty years on, they are entering midlife, facing the break-down of their bodies and the ending of their careers, and contemplating what the future holds for two middle-aged men forced to start over. With a frightening crisis unfolding at the Ballet, Sherlock must balance the demands of his career, his friendships, and his marriage with his own struggle against bitterness and discontent, while John takes a long-overdue glance from the outside, in, and stutter-steps toward making a kind of peace.
Grade: B
Favourite line: Not necessarily a single line in this one, it doesn't have a lot of poetry or wit--but I love the discussion via video-chat, and John's email afterward. I also like the friends at Sherlock's birthday party discussing the disco-dolly days of "our posh baby Sherlock."
What I would do differently now: The dance sequences are overwritten; I'd pull in the reins there. Also despite how much I like it, the aforementioned birthday party discussion of Sherlock caked in glitter and high off his tits at a nightclub goes on way too long, for no real reason other than I was enjoying writing it.
Notes: You know I'm not a fan of any de-aging of our men, so I was glad to find a way into the ballet/rugby AU trope that allowed me to write one of my kinds of stories; I think this is pretty good. Even the case isn't bad, and casefic is not my forte as an author. I like that it doesn't have an overly sunny ending (though it is hopeful); I'm still not entirely sure these two would still be together five years after the ending of the story.
Ok, I don't know if anyone's noticed this. So I was watching Heartstopper and couldn't help but notice that Charlie (Joe Locke), is a tall, slim, dark and curly haired, blue eyed boy that owns a purple shirt.