
Bonus BAAU Lounge sketch: Sherlock after hearing how everyone else’s first meetings went.

Bonus BAAU Lounge sketch: Sherlock after hearing how everyone else’s first meetings went.
This is my entry for the context @brothersapart is running.
Here we have the AU Lounge, where the characters from six AUs are currently hanging out together: Brothers Found, Brothers Adopted, Brothers Asunder, Brothers Lost, Brothers Consulted, and the Giant Jacob Story (technically not a BAAU, but who could resist the huge dork?).
On Giant Jacob’s shoulder is “his” Sam, and their Dean is the one leaning against the wall. Brothers Lost Jacob is chatting with his Giant self, while Brothers Asunder Jacob is with the Deans from Brothers Adopted and Brothers Found, “his” Bowman flying around him. Brothers Adopted Sam and Jacob are on their Dean’s shoulders, and Brothers Found Sam is on his Dean’s head, feeling tall. Brothers Found Bowman is flying near Giant Jacob’s head. His own Jacob is extra little at the moment, and he’s not sure which extreme is weirder.
Meanwhile, Sherlock is perched thoughtfully on the one couch, and John has found tea and biscuits, which he is sharing with Oscar (from Brothers Adopted) and the littlest Jacob (from Brothers Found). Brothers Lost Sam and Dean are hiding under John’s table. The Brothers Consulted are around somewhere, though not visible, as is Spritely Sam from Brothers Asunder (he’s probably trying to find some plants – the Bowmans keep complaining about all the corners).
March 31st excerpt:
There was something about seeing his own familiar phone on a huge scale, held easily in a hand that was even bigger. Jacob always knew his phone was on the little side, but it was a weird show of perspective to have it look both dwarfed in Dean’s grip and big enough that if it closed on him, it would crush him.
“Yeah, I mean, they’ll worry I might get cranky if I don’t get enough sleep,” he answered flatly, before looking back at the screen and sighing faintly. “Just, uh. Okay, tell her ‘vacationing with Lisongs,’ that should be enough.” He rubbed the back of his neck self-consciously, weirded out by the fact that he was asking someone else to do something as simple as send a text for him.
Dean’s thumb was bigger than Jacob, and as it navigated the buttons and punched out a simple message, he couldn’t help but wonder how much damage that much pressure would do if Jacob got in the way of it.

You’re not wrong, anon. Tiny teddy Jacob would see something crazy. The tall, intense detective just whisked away far into the air… there he goes. Maybe a yell from Sherlock somewhere in the distance would reach his ears.
He’d try to bend his mind enough to focus but giant Jacob is about 980 times bigger than extra bitty Jacob. That’s a lot to take in!
How did everyone enjoy the weekend? Is this something you’ll want to do again? Should we run a special like this quarterly/semi-anually/anually? Send us your thoughts!
March 30th excerpt:
Jacob took a few careful steps forward, but he barely made it to Dean’s first knuckle before he stumbled and pitched forward. He tumbled head over heels onto Dean’s hand and a whuff of air rushed out of his lungs. He rolled to a stop on his back, his eyes wide and staring straight up. A few deep breaths restored his bearings, enough to realize he’d fallen right to the base of Dean’s fingers.
“Well that’s one way to do it,” he tried to play it off, but felt his cheeks heating up from the clumsy mishap.
Dean couldn’t hold in a chuckle at the abashed Jacob on his palm. As Sam grabbed his satchel, leaving his dirtied jacket behind, Dean shifted the hand a little so the flesh around Jacob was cupped, keeping him safely away from any edges as long as the fingers remained closed. It was strange to see how some of the wrinkles on his palm loomed over Jacob while he was lying flat on his back. Dean was careful not to pinch any of those tiny limbs as he shifted.
“Maybe you should let Sam give you some pointers,” Dean joked. “I think he’s the leading expert on standing on hands around here. He could even show you a thing or two about climbing.”

Titled Relax, Little Brother, This drawing is for the Brothers Apart Contest! @brothersapart
March 29th excerpt:
Switching back to Bowman, Sam grinned even brighter. “It could be worse. If we thought you had a ghost in you, you’d have Dean chasing you around with the salt and trying to chase it out. Or sneaking salt into your fruit, that way when you ate it the ghost would leave.”
The disgusted look on Bowman’s face, seen in a large scale like that, was absolutely priceless. The sprite straightened with his wings rigid as if he were actually offended by the very thought of ruining fruit like that. “You wouldn’t do something like that,” the sprite insisted, sounding as put off as he looked, and finally drew a laugh from Jacob.
“You say that,” he replied between chuckles, “but you have no idea.”
Dean (as a human): My brother’s a borrower. *uses the nickname constantly*
Dean (as a smol): Fuck that borrower name, who the fuck came up with that shit. Stupid name. *pouts*
March 28th excerpt:
Jacob didn’t move a muscle. Even Dean’s most careful steps rattled in the nightstand. He wondered what it would feel like if Dean actually had his shoes on. Jacob barely breathed. That hand, laden with a huge basin of water, was like a low flying plane coming ever closer.
Dean knelt and lowered the soap dish to the center of the nightstand, placing it lightly on the surface. “Okay, so just let me know if you need anything else. I’ll just be doing research…” He figured they didn’t want him sticking around, so he shifted in place, readying himself to stand back up.
We hope everyone had as much fun as we did this weekend! It definitely went a different way than we expected, and a bunch of cute ideas are floating around out there!
Feel free to send in anything you think of with the AU lounge, and regular asks are open again.
Throughout the week, we’ll be working through the rest of the asks received at the end of Sunday, since we ran out of time to finish them off. If only it could be a three-day weekend (or four-, or five-day weekend)
That said, how did everyone enjoy the weekend? Is this something you’ll want to do again? Should we run a special like this quarterly/semi-anually/anually? Send us your thoughts!