#can i say mystrade

[helloliriels]

ZOOM MEETING : 21st Sept 10am PDT

MEET & GREET - BBC Sherlock fandom, Johnlock fandom! Say hi, meet and greet. See who all's with us and general chat for a few. See what everyone's been up to?! 😎

I've been in the fandom for 4 YEARS NOW (omg!) and have hardly seen any of your faces??!!? That being said ... Camera is optional!!! Chat will be available!!! Do not feel obligated to show your face or speak until you're ready to. Would love to have you there if you're awake and can come! Say hi if you have a few minutes. Bring your coffee and stay to talk fics & fandom stuff if you can!

WRECK ME - What fics are we reading? Great recs to share? Recent postings? (what have we missed?) and any works in progress (coming soon!)?? Johnlock and Sherlock safe space. Please share!

WISHING WELL - Any fics people are trying to find again? or wishing existed? Time to chat and share fic recs that may fill that interest!

NEXT TIME - What times/dates might be good for next meetup? Topics of interest to cover? I'm thinking Podcast discussion might happen soon; Writers meetup and fic challenges; Mystrade group meetup possibly??; General johnlock (all inclusive) even??; depending on the level of interest, I'll see what works ... planting the seed so you can think about it. Please let me know!

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WHO's INVITED? Do you make/post or reblog/share BBC Sherlock (TV) content? BC or MF content? Any Johnlock stuff? Have done for a while? or used to and still have roots here? When in doubt, please feel free to send me a message! I'd be happy to answer any Q's 🥰

LINKS will be shared direct (respond here or DM me) and also will be posted in the BBC Johnlock Community for the day of! Can't wait to see you all!!!

P.S. if you know some folks on Twitter / other that may need invite, please let me know who?? I do have a presence on most (sans FB) and can share with them also, i just don't use those sites often, otherwise. thx!!!! Much love, - Liri

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Do you have a list of Lestrade POV or Mycroft POV fics? I love reading what others think about these two idiots in love.

Hi Lovely!!

AHHH Okay I DIDN'T have a specific list, so I've gone through my bookmarks I've tagged as such with either POV, but I KNOW I've missed a lot of fics... I needed a list for this weekend so... VOILA! Sorry it's so rushed, and I will forewarn many of the links are from FFNet 💜🖤

If ANYONE has a Johnlock fic that that they would love to add to the list that I obviously missed, please do add them below!!!! I would greatly appreciate it!

MYCROFT or LESTRADE POV JOHNLOCK

See also: Mystrade Fics (MFLs)

The Most Awful Thing by whitchry9 (K+, 1,072 w., Ch 1 || Hurt/Comfort, Holmes Brothers, Seizures) – When Mycroft witnesses Sherlock having a seizure, he is at a complete loss as to what he should do. Thankfully, John is there.

Yorkshire Gold by Tammany Tiger (K, 1,467 w., 1 Ch. || Friendship, Holmes Brothers, Hurt/Comfort, Mild Angst, Open Ending, Grief, Implied Bondlock) – Mycroft may not mourn Sherlock's death-but even if he knows his brother lives, he's not without his own grief. It ain't easy being The British Government. But at least he's got good help. Set between the Fall and the Return.

It Was All Right There In Front of Him (A Five Times Plus One Story) by bees_stories (T, 3,191 w., 1 Ch. || 5+1, Protective Idiots, Grooming, Bed Sharing, Lestrade POV) – DI Greg Lestrade is a good detective. But sometimes he doesn’t trust the evidence in front of him, until there’s a compelling reason to do so.

The Warehouse Chat by AllesandraQuartermaine (K, 3,611 w., 1 Ch. || Meddling Mycroft, Canon-Compliant, Drama / Family) – When Mycroft Holmes learns about the presence of John Watson in his brother's life, he does what any brother who worries would do. He learns what he can and then abducts Doctor John Watson for a chat in a warehouse. Set in A Study In Pink.

This is my friend, John Watson by aaronisgay (T, 3,691 w., 5 Ch. || Established Relationship, Secret Relationship, Yard Finds Out) – Lestrade has known Sherlock for over three years, yet in that time barely learned anything about the man. Then one day, Sherlock walks onto the crime scene with a short army doctor in tow. As time goes on, Lestrade wonders why neither of them ever go on dates...could this mean something? Otherwise where Sherlock is married and the Yard doesn't even notice.

When Your Belly's in the Trench by Morgan_Stuart (T, 4,743 w., 1 Ch. || PTSD, Character Study, Rescue, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Implied Torture, Trauma, Danger, Drama, Kidnapping/Captivity) – The next time that door opens, John Watson will kill the person on the other side.

Study in Mycroft by chappysmom (K+, 4,929 w., 1 Ch. || Character Study, Big Brother Mycroft, Mycroft POV, Nosy Mycroft, Holmes Brothers) – A look at Mycroft's thoughts and actions during a Study in Pink.

The Refining Fire by Arwen Jade Kenobi (T, 5,451 w., 1 Ch. || Post-TGG AU, Angst, Friendship, Alternating POV (Lestrade, Mycroft, Sherlock), Worried Sherlock, Hospital Recovery) – Fire can burn things to ashes, but it can also burn things together.

Our Sudden and Strange Return by Arwen Jade Kenobi (T, 10,314 w., 1 Ch. || Post-TRF, Friendship) – One year, eight months, and an odd number of days after the alleged fatal fall Mycroft gets a message from Sherlock saying that he's back.

Sympathy for the Devil and Mycroft Holmes by scifigrl47 (T, 18,535 w., 2 Ch. || Family, Canon-Compliant, Meddling Mycroft, Big Brother Mycroft) – Mycroft has always protected his younger brother, but there are some things he just can't control. Sherlock's relationship with John Watson is one of them. Set during the first two seasons of Sherlock.

Jack In The Box by Liketheriver (T, 30,785 w., 1 Ch. || Romance, Case Fic, H/C, Lestrade First POV) – John's been kidnapped, Mycroft has rules, and Lestrade has to do his best to keep up with Sherlock as they deal with a returning foe. Lestrade POV as he and Sherlock work to find John, even though that's the last thing John seems to want. Part 2 of Bedtime Universe

[cowboylikeyouu]

i always love when people have some kind of "get to know me and my fandoms :)" post pinned on their blog, so here‘s mine:

i‘m a german law student, but i like to ignore that fact bc it‘s kinda depressing lol. my favorite activity is to ignore most of my responsibilities and doomscroll on tumblr & tiktok while listening to the same 5 songs over and over again and drink too much coffee ^^

i watch a lot of movies and sometimes i write stuff, so feel free to follow me on letterboxd and ao3 ;) [and if you speak german maybe check out my fanfiktion.de for my german fics :)]

you can yap to me about literally everything, i love love LOVE talking to random people on the internet about random shit!! but here are some of my favorite fandoms and my fav characters & ships from them if u need inspiration :P

marvel (mcu mostly)

favorite characters: CLINT (comic & fanfic version, literally my favorite character of all time i love him to death), tony, nat, bucky, maria

favorite ships: WINTERHAWK (they’re my everything), stony, nat/maria/pepper, kate/yelena

x-men

favorite characters: wade, charles, storm

favorite ships: poolverine, cherik

harry potter

favorite characters: hermione, remus, harry (especially in post war drarry fics), draco, minerva, sirius, fred & george

favorite ships: drarry, wolfstar, romione, deamus, linny

good omens

favorite characters: crowley

favorite ships: do i really have to answer that?

star wars

favorite characters: luke, han, leia, (i‘m an original trilogy girly i‘m sorry), obi-wan, din djarin (pedro pascal is the literal loml can you blame me??7

favorite ships: dinluke <3333333

IT

favorite characters: richie, beverly

favorite ships: reddie, benverly, mike/stan/bill

sherlock bbc

favorite characters: mycroft

favorite ships: johnlock, mystrade

other stuff i’ve seen and really like:

10 things i hate about you (my fav movie ever), little women, httyd, fight club (i have to mention this bc one of my favorite things ever is to annoy straight men by saying that fight club is the gayest movie to ever exist), how i met your mother (my fav show ever), our flag means death, most pixar & disney movies, starkid musicals!!! especially avpm & co obviously, knives out & glass onion, orange is the new black, grey‘s anatomy, shameless, she-ra, bojack horseman, the last of us, hamilton, cats, and so much more, just ask ^^

i post on here about everything i‘m currently obsessed with bc i really don’t want to make separate blogs for separate fandoms, but if you’re only interested in a specific thing just search my page for some of the tags i tend to use :)))

[writingfanficsfan]

Mystrade: Well. That happened.

Soprompt always has to coolest lines to start with.

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“Well. That happened.” 

“That’s all you can say to this?!” 

“I-” 

“You kissed me and all you can say it, well, that happened?!” 

“Calm down Myc.”

“I am calm!” 

“Clearly. Very calm indeed. Breathe, Darling. You’re turning purple.” 

“I am not turning purple! And don’t call me Myc! "

“Okay, Darling. I won’t.” 

“Don’t call me Darling! And don’t look at me like that!” 

“Like what, Mycroft?” 

“Like that! Don’t smile like that! It- it makes me forget how to think.” 

“You do too much thinking anyway. Come here.” 

“I- Gregory, what-” 

“Relax, Mycroft. Just come here and sit down.” 

“You- You kissed me.” 

“That I did.” 

“Why? And stop looking so damn smug!” 

“Why did I kiss you? Do you really need to ask me that?” 

“I am asking, aren’t I?” 

“Mycroft. I kissed you because I’ve been wanting to for a long, long time. Tonight seemed like a good moment. The magic of a new year and all that crap. Figure I’d start it on a positive note.” 

“You- You’re not making any sense.” 

“Mycroft. Can you just breathe for a second and stop panicking? If I wasn’t a confident bloke I would almost be insulted by your reaction.” 

“I’m not- I’m not trying to insult you.” 

“It just comes naturally to you?” 

“Shut up, Lestrade! This isn’t funny.” 

“Okay. So. I take it you didn’t like being kissed by me?” 

“Gregory, I-”

“It’s okay, Mycroft. It would have been a real miracle. You wanting me like that.” 

“Like that?” 

“In a romantic way. Maybe I did drink too many beers? Thinking a posh, handsome bloke like you would-” 

“I’m not handsome.” 

“You are. You just don’t realise it, Darling.” 

“I- I liked it. Being kissed by you. I just panicked.” 

“Really? I had no idea.” 

“Stop smirking!” 

“Oi! Don’t go! Come back here. I’m sorry, Mycroft. Come back here and let’s talk about this, okay?” 

“I hardly can find the right words. I- You-” 

“You know, I think this is the first time I’ve ever seen you speechless, Mycroft.” 

“Why did you panic?” 

“Because you kissed me, Gregory! Barely anyone has kissed me before and none of those men were as gorgeous as you! What did you think would happen?!” 

“I don’t know? You kissing me back? Throwing me on the sofa to ravish me?” 

“Gregory!” 

“I man can fantasize. And you do look very pretty when you blush, Darling.” 

“I’m not p-”

“Finish that sentence and I will punch you.” 

“Punch me?!” 

“Gently, on the shoulder.”

“You-” 

“Stop insulting yourself, Mycroft. I’ll have you know I have excellent taste in men.” 

“Didn’t you have a crush on Andrew when-”

“That is ancient history. Don’t mention him now, please. Besides, you’re far more gorgeous than him. And kinder.” 

“Okay. Now it’s proven that you’ve had too much to drink!” 

“Oh, shut up! You’re not as cold and bad arse as you claim to be. I know you. I see who you really are.” 

“Do you?” 

“You’re the smartest person I’ve ever met but when it comes to yourself you’re basically clueless. Not only are you a genius, you’re also gorgeous as fuck and you care. You do care, don’t shake your head at me.” 

“You care so deeply that it terrifies you.” 

“Gregory. I don’t want-” 

“I think you’re an amazing person, Mycroft. Not just because of how smart you are. There is so much more to you than only your brain. It makes me sad, you not realising that.” 

“No one has ever- That’s- Thank you.” 

“You’re welcome, Gorgeous. Can I kiss you again?” 

“Now you’re asking me?” 

“Better late than never, right?” 

“I suppose so. But Gregory-” 

“Yes or no, Darling? Stop overthinking.” 

“Y- Yes.”

@chained-to-the-mirror @lavenderandvanilla

[mystradepromptsandscenarios]

Mystrade Monday Prompt #101

For July 29, 2024

Character A: I don’t dance. Character B: I say you can.

The game is to write a flash fic this weekend and post it here (or with a link to the fic on AO3) on Monday with the hashtag Mystrade Monday.

Flash fiction is a complete story that is less than 1,000 words. 360mg is complete fic of 360 words with the last two beginning with “M” and “G” in any order. Please spread the word.

Hot tip: if you tag @mystradepromptsandscenarios , we’ll reblog it.

Don’t forget to add your fic to the Mystrade Monday Collection on AO3.

[petite-madame]

I love your art so much! There's some characters I'm not interested in until I see your gorgeous work and then it's like a switch just flips in my brain. You have this power! Don't abuse it lol Kidding! You should go crazy with it and make us all crazy in consequence! I will happily follow whatever new pairings you draw! Thank you for sharing with us! I'm off to discover whether there's Mystrade fanfiction now~

Hi anon ^^

Please! Thank YOU so much for your message and for the great feedback about my art, it's very kind of you. ❤

There's some characters I'm not interested in until I see your gorgeous work and then it's like a switch just flips in my brain.

That's such an amazing compliment. 😍 It's like saying, "I hate tomatoes but this tomato soup you cooked is delicious, can I have another plate please?" ❤

But yes, art have this power, I guess! 😁 I started to ship Destiel because of Artmetica's fan art. I had a look at the artworks, then I read a couple of fics and then…oh well, you know how it is!

"Just one fic..." and then it's the inevitable fall into fandom madness...

Some people told me it was the same thing for them thanks to my Steve/Bucky or Steve/Tony art. Good! 😁 It makes me happy if my art can change your mind on a ship. The more, the merrier, welcome to this side of the fandom. 😆

You have this power! Don't abuse it

Don't worry, I don't: with great powers comes great responsibilities.🤓

I will happily follow whatever new pairings you draw!

So far, I already draw a lot of stuff, Stucky, Stony, Destiel, Johnlock, Ironstrange, Mystrade…I have no idea what will come next. Life is full of surprises. 🤓 I rewatched The Hobbit Trilogy last week so, who knows, Bilbo/Thorin may come next 🤣

I'm off to discover whether there's Mystrade fanfiction now~

May I recommend you the ones by Mottlemoth on A03 ? However, you'll need to be logged in to read the fics or else, they won't appear on their page. I hope you will enjoy their stories as much as I did, it's really a great author. 💗

Thanks again and have a great day. 💗

[themirokai]

After all the lead up... it's here! Three years after posting the last story in my Mystrade spy series, His Professional Capacity, I'm back with a new installment.

The Bell Bird - Chapter 1

When a known assassin comes to London, Mycroft brings Greg along for some spying.

Tags: Assassins, Spies, Mycroft's job, BAMF Mycroft Holmes, Mycroft's work kids, Mycroft is a softie

2,744 words

If you just want to know the basics of the world and the characters before jumping in to this story, I recommend reading Protégé. If you want to get all the references, start with What He Does and read through the series from there. Each post has the next one linked at the bottom, or you can read them all on AO3.

The first chapter contains spoilers for the Count of Monte Cristo. If you haven't read that and plan to, I recommend skipping from where the characters start talking about it to the section break.

This story is completely written and is just being edited at this point. I anticipate posting a new chapter every Sunday, but we'll see.

Read it below or on AO3.

~*~

“I’ll see you for lunch.” The words were murmured against Greg’s cheek, followed by a soft kiss. Greg woke just enough to grunt an “Uh-huh” in response before sinking back into his pre-dawn sleep. 

“Hey, boss!” Sally called from the other side of the crime scene they were studying. Greg looked up at her, and she jutted her chin towards the street. “That’s for you, innit?” 

Greg followed her gaze to the sleek black sedan waiting by the kerb. He swore. It wasn’t that he had forgotten that he had agreed to meet Mycroft at his office for lunch, he had just lost track of the time. “Sally, is there any way you could—” 

“Yeah, boss.” She grinned. “I’ve got it. Just try not to look too dishevelled when you come back, alright?” 

Greg rolled his eyes. It had been one time in the early days when he and Mycroft could hardly keep their hands off each other, that he had pulled himself out of a black sedan looking slightly worse for wear. They had been through a lot since then: a hostage situation, the following recovery, an assassination attempt—and, of course, they had now lived together for well over a year. But Sally was covering for him, so he took the teasing without protesting that his days of acting like a horny teenager were behind him. 

“Thanks, Sarge!” he called as he stood and dusted a few stray blades of grass off the knees of his trousers, then trotted over to the car. He opened the front passenger door and smiled at the driver. “Hey, Lucy.” 

“Hey yourself,” Lucy replied, unable to suppress her grin even though she was annoyed. “Get in. You’re late. You could have let me know you wouldn’t be at the Met.” 

Lucy Simmons and Mycroft had been junior agents together at the beginning of their careers. But just as Mycroft’s star was starting to rise, there had been an accident. Mycroft hadn’t given Greg details except to say that an innocent person had died as a result of Lucy’s actions. Reading between the lines of what Mycroft had felt he could say, Greg concluded that the incident had broken Lucy’s spirit and she had left the Service.

Later, when Mycroft needed a driver, he had found Lucy and asked her to come work for him. He had told her that he wanted someone who had intelligence experience and the proper security clearance, but didn’t have ambitions within the Service. Greg privately suspected that Mycroft had also wanted to make sure Lucy had a stable job with a good paycheck. 

“Sorry,” Greg winced. “New murder.” He pulled out his mobile to text Mycroft. Running late, in car now. Very distracting murder, sorry. Still good for lunch? 

“No novel?” Greg asked Lucy, looking around for the paperback she kept on hand for the times between driving Mycroft places. Greg liked Lucy a lot, but she was tight-lipped about anything personal, so books always fuelled their conversation when it was just the two of them in the car. 

Lucy sighed and touched the tight bun in her greying hair. “Glove box. Don’t poke fun.” 

Greg’s mobile pinged with Mycroft’s reply. I would still like you to come, but we will be a bit more rushed than I had intended.

Greg sighed as he texted back. Sorry. Love you.

“You reading a bodice-ripper?” Greg put his mobile away and opened the glove box to pull out a thick tome. “Count of Monte Cristo? Again, Lucy? How many times have you read this book?” 

“I said not to poke fun!” 

“I’m not poking fun. I am asking how many times you’ve read it.” He waved the book at her.

“It is the perfect book!” she said defensively. “It has pirates and buried treasure and star-crossed lovers and fighting and poison and wildly complicated revenge plots!”

“And all of the female characters are ridiculous one-dimensional parodies,” Greg said, depositing the book back in the glove box. 

“Ok, Mr. Enlightened Feminist, most of the male characters are that too.”

“And a child gets murdered and the accessory to murder completely gets away with it!”

“Listen, copper, it was a bratty child and an accident, and the accessory felt bad.”

“Yeah, he felt bad as he went off to live his life of luxury with his child bride who literally saw him as a father figure!” 

“There are well over a thousand pages of good stuff before that slightly questionable ending.”

“Uh huh. And how many times have you read those thousand pages of good stuff?”

“A few,” she admitted. “But I average two books a week, the vast majority of which are new to me, so I can have some literary comfort food sometimes.”

“Alright, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t tease. Oh! I started reading this new space opera a few days ago; it’s incredible.”  

Greg exited the lift to Anthea’s slightly disapproving gaze. “They’re waiting for you,” she said by way of greeting. 

“They?” Greg frowned and she waved him into the office. 

“Sir, there’s no reason to do it this way!” The thick Scottish accent met Greg’s ears the moment he opened the sound-proofed door. 

“The reason to do it this way, Mr. Romer, is that I say we are doing it this way, and that is sufficient.” Mycroft’s tone was calm and definitive. 

Greg entered to see Mycroft seated behind his large mahogany desk with Agent Peter Romer pacing in front and Agent Fatima Ahmad lounging in one of the chairs. Romer’s hair was short and blonde, a look Greg hadn’t seen on him before, but it worked, particularly with the slim-fit light grey suit the young agent was sporting.

Greg assumed that Ahmad had clothing other than jeans and a leather jacket, but he had yet to see it. She leaned her head against the back of the chair, letting her long black braid hang down behind, the picture of languid grace. 

They all looked up as Greg stepped into the room. 

“Oh good,” Romer said, smirking. “Silver Fox made it after all.” 

Mycroft’s smile was warm but a little strained. “Gregory. I had hoped we would have time to eat before Romer and Ahmad got here, but—” 

Greg grimaced as he crossed the plush carpet. “Yeah, sorry, love. Got sidetracked by a new murder.” Greg quickly decided that he didn’t mind kissing Mycroft in front of the others. After all, they had both worked Mycroft’s security detail: it was nothing they hadn’t seen before. Still, he settled for a chaste kiss on the cheek before taking the chair beside Ahmad’s. “So, is this a group lunch?”

“No, Gregory,” Mycroft said, “we need to speak with you about a professional matter.”

 “Oh, no,” Greg groaned. “My latest vic was a spy?”

“No, no. Nothing to do with any of your cases. One of Ahmad’s assignments actually.” 

Greg looked at the woman with interest as she pulled herself up in her chair. 

“There is a very skilled assassin whom I have tracked for a number of years called the Bell Bird,” Ahmad said, cracking her knuckles. “She works for hire and is not affiliated with any government or organisation as far as I’ve been able to tell. She’s American, and her cover is that she is an opera singer.”

“It’s not just a cover,” Mycroft interjected. “She’s a virtuosic soprano. A sought-after recitalist who has recorded several albums that have sold very well.”

“Her career as a singer, legitimate though it may be,” Ahmad acknowledged, “has provided cover for her extralegal activities. She has a performance in a city, and while she’s there someone turns up dead. It’s never anyone who has a link to her, but we believe that she sometimes makes contact with her clients at her performances. I’ve been able to link her to ten murders in the five years I’ve been tracking her.” 

Greg’s jaw dropped. “Ten murders? And you haven’t brought her in?” 

“She has never worked in the United Kingdom,” Mycroft said. “And her activities have not… conflicted with our interests to this point.” 

“Yeah, but ten murders is ten murders!” 

“We are not international police, Gregory. I could no more arrest her for a murder that happened in Paris or Singapore than you could.” 

“Then why follow her?” 

“Because we want to know what someone like that is up to,” Romer put in from where he leaned against the desk, hands in the pockets of his trousers. 

“And because by following her, we now know that she is coming to the United Kingdom,” Mycroft said. “To London, in fact.” 

Greg’s eyes widened. “Why now?” 

“We don’t know, but we intend to find out.” Mycroft leaned forward over his desk. 

Greg looked between the three of them. “Are… you planning to have me investigate the murder she does here?” 

Romer snorted. “That’s a more reasonable guess than the actual plan.” 

“We don’t actually know if she’s planning a murder here.” Mycroft’s glare removed the smirk from Romer’s face. “The fact that she’s never worked here, despite being a native speaker of the language – well, the American version of the language – is notable. She does have singing engagements that seem to be unconnected to her murder-for-hire work, and it is entirely possible that she is coming for one of those.” 

The looks on Ahmad’s and Romer’s faces clearly showed what they thought of that possibility. 

“Next week she will be performing at an invite-only fundraiser for the arts education charity I support, and I have received an invitation,” Mycroft continued. “I shall be attending, and I would like you to accompany me, Gregory.” 

“Whoa, whoa, whoa. You want to go hear a murderer sing? Isn’t that what you have this lot for?” Greg waved a hand at Romer and Ahmad. “And, I don’t know, all of your other field agents?” 

“Romer and Ahmad have both secured places on the catering staff for the event, and Wilkinson and Yang will at least be nearby as well,” Mycroft said, referring to the two agents who were currently on his security detail. “If the prospect alarms you, Gregory, I can attend alone—” 

“I’m not alarmed about me attending, Mycroft, I’m alarmed about you attending!” Greg turned to Romer. “How many people are trying to kill him?”

“More than you have clearance to know about,” the young man replied. 

“And you want to go cosy up to an international assassin?” Greg asked Mycroft.

“Don’t be dramatic, Gregory, there will be no ‘cosying up.’ I want to use an easy opportunity to see what the woman is up to, and who she meets there. By doing so, we may be able to prevent a murder. I was hoping that you would agree to join me to add your considerable observational skill to the operation, as well as to be on hand if something goes awry.” 

Romer jumped in before Greg could reply. “A role that – if you insist on attending – could easily be played by a trained field agent, sir.” 

“Yes, Romer,” Mycroft’s tone contained a hint of irritation, “but as we have discussed, I will be using no more than my standard cover for this event, as the invitation was issued to me. Gregory is my partner and I have no desire to complicate things by bringing another individual to an event we would be expected to attend as a couple.” 

“Sir, you were ‘married’ to Agent Forrester for a year in Bilbao,” Romer protested, doing the air quotes. 

Mycroft narrowed his eyes. “I’ve never talked to you about that operation. Are they teaching that in training now?” He sighed at Romer’s nod. “Christ, I feel old.” He shook his head. “Regardless, the fact that a female colleague and I posed as a married couple during an extended overseas operation a number of years ago has no bearing on this situation. Mycroft Holmes of the Department for Transport received an invitation to attend with a guest and I shall be attending. I fail to understand why you are trying to overcomplicate this, Romer.” 

“And I fail to understand why you two,” Greg levelled looks at Ahmad and Romer, “aren’t kicking up more of a fuss about him attending at all.” 

“She doesn’t kill at her performances,” Ahmad said simply. “It would ruin her excellent cover. It’s much more likely that she’s going to make contact with her client there. The odds are quite high that Mr. Holmes will be perfectly safe, and they only improve if you’re aware of the situation and are on your toes and maybe armed. Romer’s just being stroppy because he never got over the situation with the Russians, and Mr. Holmes sending him to the Continent for four months didn’t help like it was intended to.” 

“Oi!” Romer protested.  

Plus,” Ahmad ignored Romer and looked Mycroft right in the eye, “the boss has been behind that desk since Syria, and he gets tetchy when it’s been this long since his last op.” 

Mycroft rolled his eyes. “Get out, both of you. Romer, I want the revision of your Oslo report in an hour. Ahmad, I’m sure you have something to do that does not involve insubordination and antagonising your colleagues.” 

Both agents gave a “yes, sir,” before leaving. 

“Syria,” Greg said quietly, once the door had shut behind them. Mycroft’s face became immediately inscrutable. “You’ve never said where…” Greg trailed off, waited for some kind of reaction or response, but Mycroft just watched him in silence. It had been eighteen months since Mycroft had been taken hostage. Eighteen months since he had been beaten, choked, and forced to watch his team be hurt. They only talked about it in the most abstract terms, and usually only after Mycroft woke screaming from nightmares, when Greg would hold him and stroke his hair and his back until the shaking stopped. 

Greg cleared his throat. “Was she not supposed to say that? Is my clearance not high enough to know where you were?” 

It was a strange thing, seeing emotion return to his partner’s face. Fatigue, sadness, a little fear. “It is now,” Mycroft murmured, looking away from him, “since I had it raised last year. I can’t give you details but the location is permitted. I just…” 

Greg stood and rounded the desk, half perching beside Mycroft and cupping his cheek in his hand, turning his face up. “It’s alright, darling. We don’t need to talk about it.” Greg leaned down for a kiss, warm and gentle. 

When they broke apart Mycroft smiled up at him and squeezed his thigh. “Thank you, Gregory,” he whispered. 

Greg kissed his forehead again before sitting back with a slightly mischievous smile. “So you’ve been tetchy with the kids lately?” 

Mycroft snorted in surprised amusement, but then sighed. “I suppose I get a bit… nitpicky. When I haven’t been directly involved in an operation for a while.” He rubbed his forehead. “A slight tendency towards more criticism than is strictly necessary with my subordinates.”

“You? Nitpicky? I can’t even imagine!” Greg grinned. 

Mycroft shot him a slightly sour look. “Be that as it may, while it is certainly possible to do my job in a purely supervisory capacity, and that is how my predecessor did it, I believe a more hands-on approach leads to better results. And it keeps me from going mad.” 

Greg bit his lower lip and chuckled. “Alright, so to maintain your sanity and to keep your agents from finding other employment, we’re going to spy on an international assassin who is singing a charity concert?” 

Mycroft paused to consider for a moment. “That’s about the shape of it, yes.”  

“When’s this happening? Do I get any spy training first?” 

“The concert is next week and no, you don’t need any special training beyond your already considerable detective skills. As Ahmad said, we just want you to be aware of the situation and on your guard. The spying, as it were, is well in hand.” 

“So I’ll get to observe you in the field? One of the best?” 

Mycroft raised one eyebrow. “There is no ‘one of,’ Gregory.”

“Hah!” Greg laughed. “Not bothering with modesty today, darling?” 

Mycroft smirked. “There is little less attractive than false modesty, my love.” 

Greg snorted and shook his head. “Ridiculous how hot I find it when you’re being an arrogant twit.” He leaned in for another kiss, this one neither chaste nor gentle. 

~*~

Thank you for reading! If you enjoyed this, I appreciate if you let me know!

Chapter 2 is up now.

[kaths221b]

Christmas Fics!

5687 (Approximately) by prettysailorsoldier

When John's leave request for Christmas is denied, Sherlock is nothing short of devastated, not that he's letting it show. The holiday season now something he's just waiting to end, Sherlock doesn't think anything can possibly make it worse. That is, until he realizes no one in his life believes his army "boyfriend" is even real, but, luckily, everyone is in for a surprise.

All I Want For Christmas by Mssmithlove

Taking Sherlock's platonic university flatmate home with him for Christmas can be a tricky business. Especially when he wishes their relationship wasn't platonic at all.

John Watson's Twelve Days of Christmas by earlgreytea68

It's the holiday season. John Watson needs money. Sherlock Holmes needs something else.

Need vs. Want by Goddess_of_the_Night

Sherlock needs John to pretend to be his boyfriend for Christmas. John has always preferred to be wanted rather than needed, but there's some disagreement between them on the actual difference.

Dropping the Act by jadztone

Sherlock and John are quite happy living together with Rosie in Baker St. They might be even happier if they didn’t act towards each other like their love is only platonic. Mycroft brings troubling news in the form of Mary’s parents wanting to know just what their grandchild’s home life is like. The boys decide to spend Christmas pretending like they are in love in order to seem more like a "normal" family. It's easy enough to pretend when all you're doing is dropping the act.

Tomorrow by Berty

The night before they travel to Dorset to spend Christmas with Sherlock's parents and John's wife, 221 Baker Street is peaceful with the smell of baking, flickering candles and presents under the tree. But Father Christmas can't be relied upon to bring the boys their heart's desires. Just as well Mrs Hudson - who is NOT a fairy godmother OR their housekeeper, thank you very much - is so good at her job.

Untitled Christmas Goose Game by meansgirl (Mystrade)

Greg should have known better than to say the phrase ‘I’ll owe you one,’ to Sherlock Holmes. This was his own fault, really. After four years, he really ought to have learned by now. But Greg had been tired and desperate and Sherlock had been acting like a stroppy child. The words had slipped out and then Greg had immediately forgotten them. 

In which Greg agrees to pose as Sherlock's boyfriend at Christmas, finally meets the invisible Mycroft Holmes, catches feelings, and has a very happy holiday indeed.

I wish you a very happy Christmas!

[johannadc]

Li'l Mystrade Celebrates Pride

"My, sorry to disturb you, and I know you're not much for showy decoration..."

"Do not worry, Gregory, my brother dear has already interrupted my afternoon."

"Boooooooooored."

"I thought you, as a senior official..."

"Minor official, my dear."

"Sure, whatever you say. Anyway, I thought you displaying a pride flag would send an important message."

"Excellent idea. I'll post it here."

"Glad to know you're ok with us being out."

"Oh, I can deduce where this is going. I'm off out."

"Thanks, darlin'." (smooch)

"Hang on a mo', did you agree to put up a pride flag just to get rid of Sherlock?"

"At least the couch is ours now."

"Cuddles?"

"Cuddles."

[swissmissficrecs]

Most kudoed Sherlock fics from 2022

The 10 most popular fics* on AO3 completed in 2022 with Sherlock (TV) as the main fandom. Kudo counts as of 1 Jan 2023.

1. 3497 kudos - Teaching Sherlock by Sherlock1110 (148K, E, Johnlock, Mystrade) Sherlock is 24, his older brother Mycroft has had enough. John Watson is known for training subs, looking after them until they're ready to leave and never getting emotionally attached. At least that was what he thought until he met Sherlock Holmes, the troublesome submissive who no one could tame. 

2. 1718 kudos - Helpless Here Below by Mottlemoth (66K, E, Mystrade, Johnlock, Warstan) Mycroft Holmes and Greg Lestrade barely know each other - so John Watson has always believed. When he witnesses a surprising moment of care between them, John starts to wonder if there's more going on than meets the eye

3. 1378 kudos - Indefinite Lines by ArwaMachine (298K, E, Johnlock) Sherlock and John find themselves faced with a series of seemingly disparate cases that are growing increasingly connected, increasingly personal. They must unravel the mystery laid before them by a particularly ruthless set of criminals before the danger is upon them, or else run the risk of being cleaved apart forever, lines scattered to the wind.

4. 1237 kudos - Shift by stopthat (46K, E, Johnlock) Sherlock is tired. John senses a shift.

5.  1219 kudos - Plenipotentials by Ginevra_Benci (54K, M, Mystrade, Johnlock) The first thing your soulmate says in your presence writes itself on your skin as they say it, usually on your chest, arm, or hand, or—if you’re very unlucky—on your face.  Greg was very, very unlucky.

6. 1091 kudos - The Impenetrable Mind Palace of Muggle Sherlock Holmes by suitesamba (27K, M, Johnlock) Sherlock is obsessed with the new neighbor - the one who's rented Mrs. Hudson's flat while she spends a year abroad. There's something odd about the amiable man, but Sherlock just can't put his finger on it. And when has Sherlock Holmes ever failed at deducing someone?

7. 992 kudos - Matchmaking for Solitary Animals by ArwaMachine (71K, E, Johnlock, Sherlock/OMC, John/OMC) Upon moving back to Baker Street following Sherlock’s return from the dead, John finds that Sherlock is a bit more keen on entertaining gentlemen callers than he once was, a fact that seems to make John irrationally angry. Intent on proving that he’s not a total dick, John decides to make it his mission to find Sherlock a boyfriend. This, as it turns out, is the worst idea John has ever had.

8.  812 kudos - What Have You Done? by DownpourOfFeels (62K, E, Johnlock, Warstan) John Watson’s wedding was over a year ago now and his friendship with Sherlock Holmes is deteriorating. With a new daughter in the picture, bills to pay and a job to hold down, there’s no time for solving cases - and he’s not as happy as he thought he might be. On the other side of London, Sherlock has never felt more alone. Crushed with regret and running out of distractions, he sneaks off one night to get high - but as he trips, Moriarty escapes from his mind and comes out to play. Will John and Mycroft get there in time to save him?

9. 802 kudos - When It Rains by BlueMoon0nTheRise (98K, M, Mystrade) Ever since Greg Lestrade saved Sherlock's life, Mycroft Holmes' protective streak started to extend to him, too. Whenever Greg is injured or ill, the older Holmes is always there in the background, ensuring that he recovers. And over time, Greg starts to return the favour, when he can.

10. 774 kudos - A Question of Honour by MizJoely (47K, E, Sherlolly) Revolutionary War AU. Colonial spy Molly Hooper is caught sneaking into the quarters of British Army Captain Sherlock Holmes and is saved from hanging only by his assertion that she's actually his mistress. However, once she and the handsome enemy captain are forced to spend time alone in his quarters, will the lie become the truth?

*I excluded collections of standalone ficlets posted as a single work and fics that were actually completed earlier but posted "extras” in 2022.

[jawnscoffee]

☕️ holmes-tastic introduction ☕️

hii!! i'm jawn aaand...this is my introduction post. i go by she/her and am mostly here because of @topsyturvy-turtely's great influence :D

you can find me on wattpad and ao3 under the name jawnscoffee because i love jawn and coffee 😎

imma just copy most of my bio from wattpad so here are a few more things to say about me:

i'm also a writer (or want to be one) with way too many fanfic ideas, who updates five days in a row or not for a whole month, a bookworm and probably a tea (& coffee) addict, who also has an unhealthy obsession with bbc sherlock (and johnlock) and often writes sentences so long that no one understands them *gasps*

i'm ALSO…

a johnlockian/sherlockian

a very weird infj

a flopping seal of a fangirl

a heartstopper (i don't stop hearts, this show stopped mine),

potterhead,

hufflepuff,

directioner,

hardcore swiftie,

carry on, percy jackson, marvel, bridgerton and twilight lover (don't judge me) (and many more but it would take too long to list them all),

shipper of: jawnlawck, narlie, jawnlawck, narlie, jawnlawck, narlie (yes i do love them very dearly), mystrade, snowbaz, wolfstar, newtmas (and many more but it would also take too long to list them all)

and dunno how to call it but SLEEPING AT LAST

also, johnlock

aaand yea. johnlock is my reason to live and to die (ok AND cookie dough)

ok i think that's it. have a holmes-tastic day. and a cookie 🍪

☕️ written thingys ☕️

on wattpad

on ao3

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Hi! Could you recommend some fanfictions with Sherlock and John, when they confess their love, around Christmas? Some can also be angst. I searched everywhere, but I couldn't find anything.....

Hi Lovely!

Oh gosh! I think a lot of my Christmas themed recs are love confessions, so honestly do check out those lists :)

But here are the one's I've got tagged with both tags, or that I remember have love confessions in them... Please add your own, friends!

Merry Christmas!

CHRISTMAS-TIME LOVE CONFESSIONS

When Morning Comes by Youarethelightoftheworld (T, 423 w., 1 Ch. || Christmas Fluff, Friends to Lovers, Lazy Mornings/Morning After, Fluff and Angst, Sleepy Cuddles, Domestic Fluff, Cuddling / Snuggling, Emotional Hurt/Comfort) – “Sherlock,” says John solemnly, “I’m not sure we can go anywhere today.”

Yet What I Can, I Give Him by a_big_apple (G, 1,391 w., 1 Ch. || Fluff, Kisses) – This Christmas is much improved over the last – mostly because Sherlock isn't dead – but it isn't so simple for John to recover from his grief, and he finds comfort in likely and unlikely places.

Santa Knows by Itsallfine (T, 1,719 w., 1 Ch. || Christmas Party, Love Confessions, First Kiss, Fluff, Matchmaking, POV Sherlock, Pining Sherlock) – Sherlock and John both get exactly what they want from the Yard's secret Santa exchange. Pure holiday fluff.

Christmas by thegirlinthedeathfrisbee (G, 1,768 w., 1 Ch. || Mistletoe, First Kiss, Fluff) – John goes home for Christmas -- to the Holmes home, that is.

Entanglement by orphan_account (G, 3,218 w., 1 Ch. || Confessions, Physics, Metaphors, Texting, Pining, Christmas, Mind Palace, Sick Fic, Fluff, Humour, Praise Kink) - On Christmas Eve, snow covers London, John visits Harry, and Sherlock and Mrs. Hudson untangle some knots.

First Night Out by verityburns (M, 3,251 w., 1 Ch. || Romance, Christmas, Developing Relationship) – As John recovers from the effects of a brutal kidnapping, he and Sherlock attend the Yarders' Christmas Party. There are... developments on the dance floor...

It Wasn't Just the Mistletoe by Irrevocably_Sherlocked (E, 3,593 w., 1 Ch. || Christmas Fluff, Mistletoe, First Kiss / Time, Frottage, Masturbation, Come as Lube) – Sherlock and John just stood there, seemingly frozen. Sherlock was desperately trying to think of a way out of this. There was no way he could kiss John, even a small kiss, and not have him know immediately how he felt. Sherlock could lie, and fake and sham, but there was no way he could hide this.

Last Christmas by Mazarin221b (T, 3,911 w., 1 Ch. || Fluff, Pining Sherlock, First Kiss) – That Earth-shaking revelation, then, leads to a problem, and one that Sherlock realizes should be solved quickly, before John’s dates turn into girlfriends or boyfriends, because sometimes girlfriends or boyfriends can turn into wives or husbands while your back is turned. Every time John hums happily at the mirror as he shaves, splashes on a little gift cologne Mrs. Hudson bought him for Christmas, Sherlock is drawn back to that night by the fire, and the way John’s touch had made the world stand still.

Tree Topper by May_Shepard (E, 4,017 w., 1 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Christmas Tree, Christmas Fluff, Drunken Shenanigans, Smut, First Time, Friends to Lovers) – Sherlock and John are celebrating Christmas the best way they know how--alone together, with booze. They've almost finished decorating their tree, but John is determined to find the best way to top it.

Christmas at Holmes Cottage by johnlockedstarkid (G, 4,295 w., 7 Ch. || Christmas, Fake Relationship, Love Confessions, Holmes Family, Pining, Kisses, Fluff, Allusions to Mystrade) – Sherlock doesn't want to have to deal with his mother's wishes for him to find a partner when he goes to visit them for Christmas, so asks John to pose as his boyfriend. Little does he know he's not the only one who wishes that the relationship could be real.

Maybe This Christmas by feverishsea (T, 6,021 w., 1 Ch. || Matchmaker Anthea, Anthea POV, Slight Mystrade, Holmes Family) – Anthea has given up her life, her own desires, even her name in service of something greater than herself. But that doesn’t mean she can’t see when someone else wants something – even if she doesn’t happen to care overmuch for that person. And it doesn’t mean she isn’t willing to help.

once upon a time by darcylindbergh (M, 6,501 w., 6 Ch. || Fluff and Angst, First Kiss / Time, Love Declarations, Christmas) – It starts with a wish. In the beginning, John comes home. Part 1 of things fairy tales are made of

that thing you like by misspamela (E, 7,165 w., 1 Ch. || Holmes Family, Fake Relationship, Friends to Lovers) – "Happy Christmas, etc. etc." Sherlock and John go to the Holmes’ for Christmas, and everyone thinks they’re together.

Their Great Reward by BeautifulFiction (T, 10,095 w., 1 Ch. || UST, First Kiss, Fluff) – Boxing day, in John's opinions, is the worst day of the year. Christmas is over, the tree is wilting and stripped of gifts, and there's a week of dead-time until the clean slate of the new year. However the combination of a blizzard, a power-cut and Sherlock might just make it a day to remember.

Merlot by Itsallfine (E, 14,844 w., 17 Ch. || Christmas, Pining Sherlock, Wine, Slow Burn, First Kiss / Time, Love Confessions, Wine, Holmes Family) – Sherlock and John work toward becoming something more as they prepare to host the Holmes parents at 221B for the holidays. Part of 25 Days of Fic-Mas 2015.

Sherlock Holmes and the Case of the Missing Christmas Spirit by SilentAuror (M, 15,002 w., 1 Ch. || Christmas, Domesticity, Post S3, Happy Ending) – John hates Christmas. So does Sherlock, but he suggests that they do Christmas "properly" this year to see if they can't track down its elusive magic and discover for themselves what Christmas is supposed to be about.

Till Death Do Us Part by prettysailorsoldier (M, 15,390 w., 1 Ch. || Fake Relationship, Case Fic, Friends to Lovers, Fake Marriage, Christmas, Fluff) – When Sherlock links a recent spree of murder-suicides to a psychologist who specializes in marriage counseling, there's really only one thing to do: Go undercover as a couple in hopes of drawing the killer out. Faking a relationship seems easy enough, but things take a turn when their real issues start to creep into the sessions, and, all the while, a killer is watching, waiting in the shadows for their chance to strike.

Wonderful, Etcetera. by VictoryCandescence (T, 16,955 w., 3 Ch. || Wonderful Life AU || Alternate Timelines, Brotherhood, Homophobia, Suicidal Ideations, Mentions of Drug Use, Friendship, Different TRF, Sherlock’s Past, Victor Trevor is Past Boyfriend, Depression, Hallucination, Love Confessions, Christmas, First Kiss) – Sherlock thinks everyone would be better off if he had never existed, including and especially himself. When he finds himself in a world in which his wish has been granted, he begins to think perhaps even he could be wrong – but it takes an unlikely chaperone to make him not only observe, but understand.

You're On the Air by prettysailorsoldier (M, 20,616 w., 1 Ch. || Unilock, Matchmaking, Radio, Christmas, Christmas Fluff, First Kiss, Friends to Lovers, Sherlock POV, Pining Sherlock, Flirting, Bisexual John) – The Consulting Detective and The Woman dominate the airwaves of their university radio station, doling out advice on everything from meeting the parents to sexual positions. When their ratings start to dip before the holidays, however, manager Mike thinks it's time for some fresh blood, and who better to fill in the gaps than rugby captain--and notorious flirt--John Watson? Part 1 of 25 Days of Johnlock

Winter's Delights by Kate_Lear (E, 21,173 w., 1 Ch. || Holmes Family, Christmas, Fake Relationship, Friends to Lovers, Bed Sharing, Domestics) – Sherlock takes John home for Christmas to meet the extended Holmes family. Part 1 of Winter's Delights

Ghost Stories by SwissMiss (M, 22,256 w., 1 Ch. || Pining, Holmes Family, Christmas, Friends to Lovers, Slow Burn, Bed Sharing, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, First Time) – Sherlock's parents think he and John are a couple. They might be onto something.

You Can Imagine the Christmas Dinners by ardenteurophile (T, 23,584 w., 9 Ch. || Pre-Slash, Drama, Fluff & Angst, Humour, Romance) – Sherlock takes John along for Christmas dinner with Mycroft and Mummy (And "Anthea", too). Over the course of the evening, John realises that everyone in the room - apart from him - seems to think that he and Sherlock are a couple. Part 2 of Xmas Dinners Verse

Dropping the Act by jadztone (T, 27,258 w., 10 Ch. || Post S4, Fake Relationship, First Kiss, Snuggles and Cuddles, Mary's Past, Morally-Grey Mary, Idiots in Love, Parentlock) – Sherlock and John are quite happy living together with Rosie in Baker St. They might be even happier if they didn’t act towards each other like their love is only platonic. Mycroft brings troubling news in the form of Mary’s parents wanting to know just what their grandchild’s home life is like. The boys decide to spend Christmas pretending like they are in love in order to seem more like a "normal" family. It's easy enough to pretend when all you're doing is dropping the act.

Another Auld Lang Syne by DiscordantWords (M, 30,234 w., 31 Ch. || Post S4, Mutual Pining, Alternating POV, Introspection, Parentlock, Christmas, New Year’s, First Kiss, Past Drug Use, Angst with Happy Ending, Drinking, Sherlock Whump) – There had been years of missed chances.

Deck the Halls by itsalwaysyou_jw (T, 31,018 w., 24 Ch. || Advent Fic / Multiple One-Shots, Assorted Tags) – One Johnlock ficlet for every day leading up to Christmas. Who is ready for pining, first kisses, established Johnlock, and everything in between? This collection of stand-alone ficlets will have it all. 

a good old-fashioned happy ending by darcylindbergh (E, 32,731 w., 26 Ch. || Christmas, Frottage, Comfort, Est. Rel., Fluff, Insecure Sherlock, Frottage, Nightmares, Sleepy Sherlock, Marriage Proposal, Humour, Fluff, Dancing, Cooking, Happy Ending) – For Christmas this year, Sherlock wants to get John something special: something every fairytale deserves. Part 2 of things fairy tales are made of

Our Enthusiasms Which Cannot Always Be Explained by withoutawish (M, 32,961 w., 1 Ch. || Christmas, Fluff and Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Post-TRF, Case Fic, Mild Gore, Sherlock Whump) – The list that is tacked haphazardly on the refrigerator of 221B reads, ‘Kidney(s), and/or a full cadaver (preferably male, late 30s, under six feet tall), bag of fresh toes, sixteen cow’s eyes (corneas retained), dual exhaust hand –held flame thrower, an unopened first edition copy of Joseph Conrad’s 'Heart of Darkness', and no less than ten abhorrently gruesome murders in the upcoming month.” The one neatly hanging next to it simply reads, “Sex.” One of these lists is not John Watson’s. If John Watson were to put what he really wanted in list form, to live in a land somewhere beyond ‘almosts' now that Sherlock Holmes has indeed returned to him, he would never be able to look his flatmate in the eye ever again.

Goodness Gives Extras by mydwynter (E, 39,629 w., 6 Ch. || Fluff & Angst, Case Fic, Oral / Anal, Humour, First Time, Miscommunication, Snark, Christmas) – Christmas time. 'Tis the season to settle down with a drink, some food and a present or two, and to enjoy the quiet relaxation of the holiday. Instead, there's a case that drags them all over, missing presents, disappointed kids, angry parents, and a freak snowfall. On top of that John has to deal with Sherlock, who is being even more of a prat than usual. He really shouldn't have expected anything different.

John Watson's Twelve Days of Christmas by earlgreytea68 (M, 53,464 w., 14 Ch. || Christmas, Holmes Family, Fake Relationship, Alternate First Meeting, Falling in Love, Fluff and Angst, Hardcore Pining) – It's the holiday season. John Watson needs money. Sherlock Holmes needs something else.

The Baker Street Nativity by SwissMiss (E, 99,662 w., 23 Ch. || Nativity! AU || Teacher Sherlock / TA John, Pining, Sherlock POV, UST, Angst, Christmas, Music/Song Fic, Anal / BJ’s, First Kiss / Time) –Fusion between Sherlock (BBC) and Nativity! (2009 movie starring Martin Freeman). Sherlock is a primary school teacher and John is assigned to be his classroom assistant. Together, they are charged with putting on the school's Nativity play. What could possibly go wrong? Part 1 of The Baker Street Nativity Verse

[mimisempai]

As sweet as a cupcake

Summary

Mycroft is surprised to come home and see Greg baking. Add to that a little icing and a lot of mischief, and you've got a delicious moment.

Notes

Mystrade Monday  1.0  #43 - "Frost the damn cupcakes"

@mystradepromptsandscenarios

On AO3

507 words - Rating G

"Greg! My goodness, what is all this, what are you doing?"

Greg, who was taking a tray of cupcakes out of the oven, placed them on the counter before turning to Mycroft.

He replied wryly, "What does this look like to you? Embroidery?"

All he got in response was a chuckle from Mycroft.

"What?"

Mycroft stepped forward and ran a knuckle across Greg's cheek, "You've just got a bit of flour there," then ran his finger across Greg's forehead, "And here," before finally brushing Greg's hair back, "And a bit all over the hair."

Greg turned back to the counter where he grabbed a bowl of icing for the cupcakes and began filling the piping bag.

Mycroft moved to stand beside him, put on an apron and asked quietly, "Can I help you?"

Greg handed him the piping bag and replied, "It would help if you could frost these cupcakes while I get on with the next batch."

Mycroft nodded and, holding the piping bag, walked over to the tray of cupcakes that Greg had taken out of the oven. As he did so, he asked, "You still haven't told me why you're making these cupcakes?"

Greg answered, "This is Lisa, my niece. When I asked her what she wanted me to do for her birthday, she said she wanted me to make her cupcakes because my sister told her I was the only one who could make them as well as my mother."

He put another plate in the oven before turning back to Mycroft and discovering him tasting the frosting. 

Greg exclaimed, "Mycroft, frost the damn cupcakes instead of eating the icing."

Mycroft, not looking at all embarrassed, replied as he began to put the icing on the cupcakes, "In my defense, I must say that your icing is delicious."

Greg turned away, not wanting to show how pleased he was by the compliment. 

An hour later, several dozen cupcakes were lined up and stacked on a tray when Greg approached and looked over Mycroft's shoulder.

He said softly, "You missed one."

Mycroft's puzzled gaze scanned the tray, then replied, "I can't see which one."

Greg grabbed the piping bag from Mycroft's hands and applied some icing to the tip of Mycroft's nose before saying with a mischievous smile, "There."

Mycroft exclaimed, "Greg! I don't know whether to take offense at the fact that you just put icing on my nose, or that you implicitly referred to me as a cupcake."

Greg chuckled softly before moving closer to Mycroft so that their faces were close together. He raised himself a little on tiptoe and said quietly, "If that's all it is, I can remove it." 

Then, without waiting for an answer, he licked the tip of Mycroft's nose, removing any trace of icing.

Then he stepped back and added, "My lovely cupcake..."

Mycroft's reaction was immediate and he captured Greg's lips in a kiss that was passionate but as sweet as the cupcakes they'd just baked.

_________

Still not beta'd

Still not my native language

Still hoping you'll enjoy this story  🥰

Still thanking you for bearing with me 😝

Mystrade masterlist here

Mystrade Monday 1.0 : here

[writingfanficsfan]

Summary:

You’re right. I deserve better. I deserve you.” Greg says, placing his hand on Mycroft’s shoulder, keeping their gazes locked. Mycroft closes his mouth, opens it to say something. “I didn’t-” “You did. You meant you. Myc. Please, make me forget.” Greg says again, rubbing his nose against Mycroft’s, pulling back enough to look into his eyes. He’s not a fool, he can see the want in those story eyes but he also feels the conflict. It almost radiates off Mycroft’s body and Greg’s stomach twists with guilt.

@lavenderandvanilla A tentative comeback to AO3.

[fuckyeahfightlock]

13. What's a character or ship you haven't written/drawn yet but would like to some day?

14. Is there a character or ship you were so sure you would never write/draw but now you've changed your mind?

I don't know if there's a particular ship I'd go in for (maybe Shoresy/Laura. Or maybe JJ Frankie JJ/Laurence Leboeuf) but I might like to write a little Shoresy fic. It's intimidating, though, because the writing on that show is so stylised and so snappy I don't think I could live up to it. Not that I want to shift my own style to match one so unique and so different to mine, but even just to write dialogue that sounds like it belongs in that universe would be a huge challenge. But I love the world and the characters. Never say never.

Well of course I never, ever wanted to write Mystrade, but a tumblr friend asked me nicely and I did it. I wouldn't say I've changed my mind--that ship is still not for me, mostly because I dislike Mycroft so much--but I guess I can see some of the appeal that I didn't see before. Just a little.

[petite-madame]

Your art never fails to amaze me! I can lose myself in all the tiny details for hours! Thanks for sharing your talents with the world! I hear things are a bit crazy in Paris right now though with the pension changes, and I don't know how true it is but that sounds really stressful, so I hope you and yours are all doing well and take care through it! Best wishes to you all for a good outcome!

Hi anon ^^

Thank you so much for your kind words about my art and for paying attention to all the little details. Even when I say that I want to draw something simple, I just can't, I'm very bad at it. 😅

I think the next thing I'm going to post will be an IronStrange art then, some Mystrade (Mycroft Holmes/Greg Lestrade). I also have to work on the Steve/Bucky artwork people voted for HERE. I want something sweet but I don't know yet if I'm going to work on some "1940s Stucky" or "2023 Stucky".

I hear things are a bit crazy in Paris right now

You heard right 😁

But not only in Paris. President Macron thought that things were going to calm down with time and that people/unions were going to back down eventually but, spoilers....he was wrong! 😅 Each side is sticking to its position, so I don't think that this situation is going to be solved any time soon.

In addition to the transportation strikes, riots, and demonstrations we also have a dustmen strike in Paris (for the same reason: the new retirement law + their work conditions) so the whole city is turning into a dumpster. You also have the people working at waste incineration sites that are on strike, so it's not only the dustmen, it's the whole chain.

I was in the center of Paris this morning (5th district) and here is what the city looks like at the moment:

I'm supporting the dustmen but I'm not going to lie, I'm concerned about rats. The places I visited this morning were ok, but in my area it's turning into "Ratatouille City" (more than usual, I mean 😅)

Best wishes to you all for a good outcome!

Same to you anon, I wish you a great weekend. 💕 For me: art, painting (shelves, not canvas 😁) and a bit of rest ^^