I seem to be developing something of a fangirl-crush on Victor Trevor. I blame queerlyobscure
All right, so it might have been I who suggested we should RP a pre-slashy farce about Holmes thinking romantic friendships are common friendships, because Victor
told him so, and Watson flips out a bit. Only, then things got melodramatic and we decided to bring Trevor back from
America and after enough overacting and drama to make a Victorian roll her eyes, we ended up with all three of them living in a polyamorous relationship, where Trevor and Watson have sex while Holmes doesn’t, because Holmes is emotionally still a teenager.
… I don’t even like
What I do like is Oxbridge romances, though. Ah, Charles Ryder/Sebastian Flyte, Maurice Hall/Clive Durham… ♥ I blame the atmosphere of those universities; it’s so terribly romantic. Yes, indeed, that is the reason why I ship Holmes/Trevor so much. That and the fact that Trevor owns a dog, because everything is automatically better with dogs.
(For those of you who are familiar with the radioverse: have you listened to A Study in Scarlet
yet? Because according to this ‘verse, the reason Watson gave his bull-pup away (to Stamford, actually) was due to the fact that the pup wouldn’t stop attacking Holmes’ ankles. Sound familiar? ♥)