i know exactly what i want and who i want to be;

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Sometimes I just want to climb up on my university's rooftops and shout LESBIAAAAAAAAANS, just to see what'd turn up: a pissed-off security guard, or a love story.

In that vein: fem!Sherlock is unexpectedly difficult to write. Good to know, but fuck it. It was meant to study the ways the character might turn out as a woman, what changes it would

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Feel free to babble. I will always be interested in the way you capture these characters. I especially like, in this, I think, the way you don't present them as this absolutely perfect, mushy couple, the way so many Mycroft/Lestrade seem to - I have to confess I haven't read that many M/L fics, so my perspective of them might be skewed - but, nevertheless, there's something delightful in the concept that they're much less at ease with each other than Sherlock and John, who stick to each other (almost) immediately: Lestrade has something quite magnetic but also something quite naive to his characterization, and I always assume that that's something he consistently has to guard himself against. And Mycroft's not a particularly easy person, either, and sometimes they'd be - well, eating up each other's space, I assume, because they've both been fairly hurt by life and have constructed firewalls against it by now. Fluff is always nice, but fic which tackles these issues will always be more interesting to me.

That said:

mycroft worked so fucking hard to get where she is, brute forcing her way into this old boy's club and neatly jamming the heel of her stiletto into the revolving door of minor government positions and reforming everything with ruthless efficiency. because she has to work harder than anyone to gain their respect, and there are still some days when someone from a different department side-eyes her and asks behind her back what diplomat she fucked to get to where she is now.

THIS NEEDS TO HAPPEN. THIS NEEDED TO HAPPEN YESTERDAY. I, seriously, I'd be fascinated by this, because - well, yeah, it absolutely fits in with my characterization of fem!Sherlock, I admit, and I'd read it in a heartbeat.

Um, yeah, fem!S is very - ruthless would be the word, I think? She's forced her way out of her family, forced her way through university, forced her way past Scotland Yard and even then she's dependant on Lestrade to get into crime scenes and most of the officers simply assume that she's fucking him to get there and it infuriates her, because to Sherlock Holmes the work is the work is the work, it'll always be the work. And she, she's been called a bitch since she was in high school, and she's been a half-starved twentysomething with cocaine in her veins on the buses of London with all the dirty old men who tried to get their paws on her, and she. She was expecting something more, sometimes, out of adulthood. It's not Lestrade's fault, it's not even Mycroft's fault entirely, although she certainly casts a lot of her world-wide resentment in her relationship with her brother; but the world is fucked up when you're a woman and you're solving crimes wearing high heels and no make up at all, so, yeah. Fem!Sherlock is fucked up, and an arrogant arse half the time, but I love writing her.