On any given day, Sherlock might come out of the bathroom smelling like an Alpha on the hunt (Alpha #8) or an Omega in heat (Omega #9), a Beta brooding (Beta #3), or like no gender at all. The last one was his actual scent, which wasn’t so much scentless as confusing. At least in an adult.
If Sherlock and John were the sort of people to read Mills and Boon novels, they could have said that what occurred was because destiny intervened and set two destined lovers in the one true pairings path.
It was the lasagne.
Thoughts: Rare is it that I want to immediately re-read a fic as soon as I’m done with it. This fic has a lot of hits for a reason. Sherlock is absolutely brilliant in this. The author kinda makes up her own rules for omegaverse [isn’t everyone though?] & I like the direction they took the story with this.
Sherlock is Unpresented & basically genderless for the first part of the fic until he presents as an Omega. He breaks his heat with John who gives one of the most heartbreaking lines that makes me want to rethink my stance on mpreg fics:
He pressed close behind Sherlock and inhaled along his neck. “You’re so hard to hold onto.” He sucked a bruise on Sherlock’s back. Scrapped his teeth across it. “Please, let me hold a part of you. We could, we could find a Beta to help care for it. Mrs. Um, please, let me.”
Like wow, oh god, poor John. Sherlock doesn’t want anything to change between them because he thinks John doesn’t want anything to change, but of course, everything is different. I like that there’s an element of gender here [as in all omegaverse fics], that makes these decisions overlap with real world choices. Sherlock goes & gets his contraceptives & basically gets rid of his 99% chance of pregnancy without consulting John, which is something they needed to talk about.
Though the story is from Sherlock’s POV, you can tell that choice really fucked John up. It’s plain in how he turns down cases, how he doesn’t touch Sherlock, how Sherlock wants to do things to make John like him again. You get a real sense of how Sherlock actually feels & thinks about things when he describes getting carried away by a case & coming home to find John sitting sad & crumpled at the kitchen table. It’s extremely visceral of their relationship, even without the omegaverse elements & I’m standing on my chair applauding the author.
Another lovely bit of this is the description of John’s part of Sherlock’s mind palace. It starts as a shelf, then turns into a room, then a wing, etc. The way the author transitions that wing into the whole palace is beautiful & it gives me a much better image of Sherlock’s actual palace. I love that keeps several John’s held captive up there to talk to when he feels like it. I just love all the insight into Sherlock’s head in general. This author hit a really good head-space with him.
There’s not any actual mpreg in this, though Sherlock is pregnant by the end & they have a kid by the last few sentences, so don’t worry if that squicks you out. I’m new to mpreg fics because I usually avoid them wholeheartedly as the concept freaks me out IRL, but, like with every other kink I said I’d never have, finding the right author certainly helps. If you can’t tell by the seven paragraphs here that I really loved it, I’m not sure what to tell you besides that I really, really did.
Warnings: Dubious consent, mentions of mpreg.