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Can I please have a list of Christmas fics? Please please please?? Thank you so much! (I love your blog!)

NONNY!!!!! I AM SO EXCITED YOU ASKED ME THIS.

I HAVE BEEN PREPPING SINCE NOVEMBER, because I KNEW this question would come eventually!!!!!!!

SO I ALREADY HAVE THIS LIST MOSTLY DONE, I just had to add the recent ones I’ve read!!! :D

So here you are Nonny! Plus, I’ve added a few I’ve come across that I haven’t read yet and put on my MFL list this month. Those will be at the end :P

CHRISTMAS JOHNLOCK FICS (DEC. 2017)

Undeterred by 221b_hound (T, 221 w. || 221B Ficlet, Christmas, Mistletoe, Kisses) – Sherlock does not approve of this mistletoe nonsense. Though he will make exceptions. Part 6 of The Million Word Festival // Part 42 of Unkissed

Jumper by bofurs_laugh (G, 520 w. || Friendship, Pre-Slash, Christmas) – John wakes to find something he never thought possible. Part 4 of Sherlock Advent Series

Christmas With Sherlock by grannysknitting (K, 830 w. || Friendship & Family, Christmas) – John spends Christmas with Sherlock. Mrs Hudson gets a pressie.

You Can Imagine The Christmas Dinners by johnsarmylady (T, 1K+ w. || Friendship, Family, Introspection, Fluff, Post-ASIP) – Set the morning after a Study in Pink, John sits and contemplates Mycroft’s words. In answer to a challenge set by Librarianmum, and dedicated to that talented lady.

A Christmas Holiday by consultinggalpals (sansa_undergrind) (G, 1,076 w. || Tooth Rotting Fluff, Christmas, Honeymoon) – “Come on, Sherlock. Just take the picture already.”

Upon Reflection, Tenable Frippery by emmagrant01 (T, 1,299 w. || John’s Beard, First Kiss, Fluff) – John was, inexplicably, growing a beard.

Yet What I Can, I Give Him by a_big_apple (G, 1,391 w || 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.

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

Wintery Hell by Belldere (K+, 2K+ w. || Friendship & Humour, Christmas) – With Sherlock being roped into spending Christmas with his family, John had his own Christmas all planned out with his other friends and family… That is until he’s extended a forceful invitation from Mycroft and an assumption from Sherlock who, once again, failed to notice John wasn’t in the room when he ‘asked’.

Unmapped by 221b_hound (E, 2,835 w. || Christmas Fluff, Kissing, Experiments, Kisses, Saucy Kisses) – Sherlock wishes to explore more about his desires. To this end, he conducts a kissing experiment in the afternoon of Christmas Day. John is all for experiments of this nature. They are going to learn a thing or two together. Part 9 of Unkissed

The Trial of Sherlock Holmes by jenna221b (G, 3,015 across 3 works || TAB!lock, Metafic / TJLC, Victorian AU / 1895, Christmas, Sherlock’s Mind Palace, Oscar Wilde) – Scripts based on speculation that Sherlock will be put on trial in The Abominable Bride to parallel the Oscar Wilde Trials of 1895.

Twas The Night by xox-hattii-xox (K+, 3K+ w. || Humour & Friendship, Christmas, Domestics, Fluff) – Twas the night before Christmas…and Sherlock has had just about enough of the whole thing! ‘Really, John, a Santa Hat’ Christmas in 221b, and Sherlock just wants it over with.

Unwrapped by 221b_hound (E, 3,022 w. || Christmas, Fluff, Oral Sex, Feet and Toes, Tow Fetish, Pet Names, Licking) – It’s Christmas morning. John doesn’t really want the Christmas Sex that Sherlock proposes and explains the reasons why. Sherlock discovers a new element of how his desire functions, and later John gets to indulge his foot fetish. Part 8 of Unkissed

Entanglement by orphan_account (G, 3,218 w., Ao3 || Pining, Confessions) - 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. || Romance, Christmas, Dev. Rel.) – 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. || Christmas Fluff, Mistletoe, First Kiss / Time, Frottage, Masturbation) – 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, 3,911w.|| 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.

Christmas at Holmes Cottage by johnlockedstarkid (G, 4,295 w. || 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.

Memories Lost on Christmas Day by agnesanutter, PlainJane (G, 4,479 w. || Fluff, Hospitals, Worried Sherlock) – It’s the day before Christmas and Sherlock and John are exactly where they need to be….

Happy Christmas, You Arse by 1electricpirate (T, 4,766 w. || Post-TRF, Fluff, Christmas Fic) – In which evidence is presented that disqualifies Sherlock from being the Grinch, and everyone’s shoes fit them perfectly well, thank you.

Winter of Life by You_Light_The_Sky (T, 5,178 w. || Christmas, Fluff & Angst, Magic Realism) – It was an experiment, really. On Christmas, Sherlock wrote to Santa asking for a friend. He got a broken toy soldier instead. This is the story of how he finds him again and again.

Same Same But Different by Kerkerian-Horizon (K+,6K+ w. || Friendship & Angst) – After Sherlock’s return, a lot of things have changed, things the detective has to learn to contend with- or rather, to accept. A sometime-post-Reichenbach story in two parts, no male pairing. Contains Mary, the puppy Gladstone and Christmas as well.

Surprise Christmas by Ayakae (K, 6K+ w. || Friendship, Sherlock in Disguise, TRF Hiatus, Christmas, Fluff, Mary) – A year and a half after his death, Sherlock tries to give John Watson a happy Christmas without actually revealing himself. The consulting detective thinks his newfound friend can help. Epic friendship.

Maybe This Christmas by feverishsea (T, 6,021 w. || Christmas, Getting Together, 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. || 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

5687 (Approximately) by prettysailorsoldier (T, 6,771 w. || Alternate Canon, Christmas, Pining, Fluff, Soldier John) – 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. Part 13 of 25 Days of Johnlock

that thing you like by misspamela (E, 7,165 w. || 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.

Christmas by WhimsicalEthnographies (E, 7,673  w. || Worried Sherlock, PWP, Drunkeness, Christmas, Est. Relationship) – John feels a lump rise in his throat, and it hits him, again, that this beautiful, infuriating creature is his. Completely, one-hundred percent his.

The Frost Child by twistedthicket1 (M, 9,994 w. || Magical Realism, Christmas, Angst, Fluff, Powerful John) – In a world where people are born with a Gift of varying levels, simple John Watson is the last person one might look at when thinking of any strong Magick capabilities. Hiding comfortably in the shadow of Sherlock’s brilliant deducing abilities, John is content to keep it that way…

Their Great Reward by BeautifulFiction (T, 10,095 w. || 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. || 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. || 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.

Twelfth Night by yourdykeinshiningarmor (E, 15,139 w. || Fake Relationship, Christmas, Mutual Pining, Friends to Lovers, Angst & Fluff, BJ’s, Anal) – John is invited to his aunt’s Twelfth Night ball. Sherlock offers to attend with him as a friendly face among strangers, but John’s family force him to address his true feelings for Sherlock.

Till Death Do Us Part by prettysailorsoldier (M, 15,390 w. || 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.

Never-Ending Cycle by orphan_account (T, 17,211 w. || Christmas, Est. Rel., Proposal, Fluff) – Or, four times Sherlock Holmes attempted to propose to John Watson, and the Christmas Party at which he finally did. Sherlock thinks he’s a miserable failure, John is confused, Mrs. Hudson and Lestrade provide some unsatisfactory advice, and Mummy is, as always, the solution. All in a lovely, fluffy holiday theme.

Winter’s Delights by Kate_Lear (E, 21,173 w. || 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. || 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. || 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

a good old-fashioned happy ending by darcylindbergh (E, 32,731 w. || Christmas, Frottage, Comfort, Est. Rel., Fluff, Insecure Sherlock) – 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. || Christmas, Fluff and Angst, H/C, 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. || 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. || 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.

MARKED FOR LATER

These fics are ones I HAVE NOT READ YET, but have been recently MFL’d on my History list, so read at your own discretion. Most of them are Works in Progress, which have been marked “WIP”

A Study in Pink Pyjamas by alexxphoenix42 (M, 1,628 w. || Christmas, Est. Rel., Pink Pyjamas, Fluff, Cross-Dressing) – Sherlock hasn’t been a fan of either Christmas or fancy pyjamas for a number of years, but John has a way of changing his mind about things.

Impossible Things by A_Candle_For_Sherlock (G, 2,413 w. || Est. Rel., Marriage Proposal, Christmas, Fluff) – He’d promised himself he’d do it before Christmas, because otherwise Mummy WILL ask, probably in front of John.

The Biscuits May Look Terrible But At Least We’re Satisfied (E, 2,745 w. ||  Established Relationship, Idiots in Love, Christmas, Fluff & Smut, Christmas Cookies, Jealous Sherlock, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, Voice Kink, Dirty Talk) – The whole baking craze had started two days ago when Sherlock had casually mentioned that he hadn’t eaten his mother’s famous homemade Christmas cookies in years. Ordinarily such a comment wouldn’t have stuck with John, he knew Sherlock wasn’t close to his parents, but the touch of wistfulness in Sherlock’s voice had John calling Mrs. Holmes as soon as Sherlock was in the shower. An attempt at a Christmas surprise and a flirtatious client all lead to some loving Christmas smut.

The Old Town by a_different_equation (T, 3,573 w. || Hans Christian Anderson Fusion || Magical Realism, Christmas, Fairy Tale Elements, Love Stories, Fluff, Friends to Lovers, Museums, Sweet Sherlock) – Once upon a time there were two boys. This is the story how once upon December, they found the missing Christmas Spirit, true love and new beginnings. A Queer fairytale for all seasons.

First Christmas by PipMer (T, 3,978 w. || WIP || Est. Rel., Friendship, Fluff, Humour) – It’s Sherlock and John’s first Christmas together as a couple. Written as an interconnected set of 221b’s for the Sherlock December Ficlet Challenge.

Winter Ficlets by 221b_careful_what_you_wish_for (M, 4,293+ w. || WIP || Christmas, Fluff & Smut, Jealous John, First Kiss / Time, Marriage Proposal, BJ’s, Suit Porn) – A collection of winter and holiday stand-alone ficlets.

Oh, Holy Night by sussexbound (E, 5,311 w. || Christmas, Smut, Hand Jobs, Kissing, Fluff) – Sherlock manoeuvres them towards the bedroom and then lowers John carefully onto the bed. “Take off your shirt and trousers. We should wash the shirt, just to be on the safe side with the poison, and you’ll want the ice directly on the bruise, I assume.” John winces and rolls onto his uninjured side. “You just want me to get my kit off.” “Mmm, well it is Christmas Eve, and I have been a very good boy this year.” John’s eyes widen a little, as a smile teases the corner of his mouth. “True.” Part 6 of Home is Not a Place

Five Christmases that went wrong and one that didn’t by love_in_mind_palace (M, 5,418 w. || WIP || Christmas, Fluff & Smut, Domestics Est. Rel., 5 and 1′s) – John isn’t sure about most of the things in his life. Except for the fact that he loves Sherlock, Sherlock loves him back and that after years of bad luck, he is getting the Christmas he always deserved.

It’s Cold Outside by Salambo06 (E, 7,357 w. || Mutual Pining, Cuddling, Snuggling, Frottage, First Kiss / Time, Bed Sharing, Miscommunications, Love Confessions) – John and Sherlock, Christmas night, the heat broke, add some shared body heat and (not so) accidental erections mixed with some miscommunication and awkwardness and, you guessed it, they’re sharing a bed.

Snowed In by Salambo06, WhatIfIAmInsane (E, 15,687 w. || Christmas, Smut, Unilock, Alternate First Meeting, Anal, Bottomlock, Army!John, BJ’s) – Sherlock had everything planned out for months now. Today he would finally put an end to this case. Even if that meant keeping an eye on his suspect in a crowded, german airport on Christmas Eve. The same crowded airport John was waiting in for his final flight back home from his first deployment to Afghanistan, not at all thrilled by the prospect of spending Christmas with his possibly drunk sister. Although the airport was stuffed to the brim with holiday travelers and tacky decorations, he was enjoying his time alone, mostly. But then, snow began to fall.

On the Table (Eventually John Watson’s Favorite Christmas Story) by emmagrant01, numberthescars (E, 18,135 w. || Post-TRF, Mild Angst, Fluff, Masturbation, Anal, Rimming, First Kiss / Time, Romance, Christmas) – Set after TRF. Someone’s leaving John strange little gifts in the weeks before Christmas. But who could it be?

All I Want For Christmas by Mssmithlove (E, 19,508 w. || Unilock, Mystrade, Christmas, Holmes Family, Fluff, Friends to Lovers, Pining) – 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. Part 18 of Happiness Awaits

In Bed by Ellipsical (E, 29,382 w. || WIP || Est. Rel., Sex Toys, Anal, Flirting, Fluff, Kinks, Coming Out, Electrical Stimulation, Vibrators) – It’s almost Christmas, John thinks, and this, this is bullshit. The epilogue to Guilty Secrets. Part 2 of Guilty Secrets

Advent Calendar 2017 by Hotaru_Tomoe (E, 31,994+ w. || WIP || Est. Rel., Lingerie, Fluff, Humour, Smut, Various Universes, Advent Calendar Fic) – My Advent Calendar, 25 one shots from 1st to 25th December, Christmas-ish themed.  Each story has its own rating. Part 23 of The English job

“Merry Christmas” I wrapped it up and sent it with a note saying “I love you” by starrysummernights (E, 71,919+ w. || WIP Updates Daily || Post S4, Slow Burn, Mary is Not Nice, Christmas, Fluff, Smut, Angst, Parentlock, Past Torture / Rape) –John has moved back into 221B with his daughter Rosie after Mary was killed, but things are not exactly comfortable between him and Sherlock. After everything that has happened, they are trying to become friends again…and maybe something more. What better time than the Christmas season?! Takes place after TLD.

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[inevitably-johnlocked]

I AM DYING <3 <3 <3 This is so beautiful <3

We hope you’re spending the holidays surrounded by someone you love! And if the holidays are a tough time, we hope something great lands in your lap soon! 🌈

Happy holidays from the Sherlock Crew!

#FinallyJohnlocked

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SAW 2019 Fics - Day 2

Prompt quotes: 

“You always say such horrible things.” “I am sorry. Forgive me.”

Apologies by simplyshelbs16 (Rated T, One-Shot) ff.net 2019

The Benefit of Friendship by lilsherlockian1975 (Rated M, Complete, Two-Parter) ff.net 2019

Christmaslock AU by ohdrey89 (Rated T, One-Shot) AO3 2019

Furgive Me by Tboy1971 (Rated K, One-Shot) Toby!fic AO3 2019

Gift Swap by mizjoely (Rated K+, One-Shot) Swap!lock, Christmas AO3 2019

Holmes and Watson by Mouse9 (Rated K+, One-Shot) Married Sherlolly, Pregnancy fic, Parentlock AO3 2019

How To Lose a Winning Match by forthegenuine (Rated T, One-Shot) AO3 2019

Naughty William by ValeriaAnne (Rated M, One-Shot) Married Sherlolly, Dom/Sublock AO3 2019

The Power of Words by darnedchild (Rated K, One-Shot) TFP ff.net 2019

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Finally I have sth to post!

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Christmas at Holmes Cottage - The Sixth Ficlet

The next couple of days went by without too much issue, John thought. If Mycroft had any doubts, he didn’t say anything, and everyone was getting on well. Greg got used to the Holmes family rather quickly - it helped that their parents were much more ordinary than the brothers - and him and Sherlock kept up their act almost naturally at this point.

It wasn’t until Christmas evening, after dinner, that things took a turn. Sherlock had gone off somewhere, John didn’t know where, so he went to the others to ask them. Greg and Mycroft didn’t know, but the Holmes father did. 

“Oh, he went upstairs. Said something about needing to find a place to store his gifts,” the man said, a twinkle in his eye as he spoke. John supposed it was the wine. “Maybe you should go help him. He has a tendency to take a while to sort new things into his systems. One year we got him some new socks and he spent over an hour reorganizing that sock index of his.”

John had to laugh at that, shaking his head fondly. “Yeah, that sounds like him. I’ll go see what I can do.”

Making his way up the stairs, he went into Sherlock’s room, bumping into the man in the doorway. “Oh, hey. You all set with sorting your gifts?” he asked, but it looked like Sherlock didn’t even hear him. “Sherlock? Everything all right?”

“John. Look up.” The detective hadn’t moved his gaze, and when John directed his upward, he understood why. 

Mistletoe.

“How did… I swear that wasn’t there yesterday,” John said, frowning in confusion. 

“No, it wasn’t,” Sherlock agreed. “I suspect it was Mummy’s doing. She does like to be a bit overzealous with it.”

“But why here?” John didn’t understand. “Seems a bit out of the way.”

“Probably ran out of other doorways. She has way too much of the stuff.”

“Ah.” Nodding a bit, John brought his gaze back down and shrugged a little. “Well, if you’re done up here I suppose we can just head back down,” he said, turning a bit and making to step away when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

“John, wait,” Sherlock said, voice softer now as his gaze moved to meet John’s own.

“What? Were you coming to get me to help, is that it?” John asked, figuring that was the only deduction that made sense. They’d both agreed that they didn’t have to keep up the couple act when nobody else was around, so he didn’t think that was it.

“No, no, I actually am done. That was an impressive deduction, though, given the circumstances. But incorrect. You lack all the context.”

“Well, what is it, then?” John asked, feeling a surge of hope in his chest. Though he quickly pushed it down; he’d known going in that this was all fake.

“There’s something I’ve been wanting to tell you, that I’ve been wanting to say since we’ve been here, and even a lot longer than that. But I haven’t; I’ve been, well, scared…”

“Sherlock, what-?” John started, but Sherlock put a finger to his lips and he stopped immediately. 

“Please, John, just let me continue. I.. I need to say it now, and I need to say it all at once.” Sherlock waited until John nodded in understanding, then lowered his hand. “You know I don’t make friends easily. I tried, but people never stayed, so I just stopped trying. Until Mike set us up as roommates. I felt like I had a chance at being your friend. Then one crime scene and a chase across London later I was entirely committed and devoted to doing all I could to be your friend. Even if it didn’t always seem like I was trying that hard, I was doing my best.”

“Then when I, er, left, I didn’t say anything to you because I really cared about you. You were my best friend, and though I wished I could have said something, I was scared you would get hurt. I never truly knew how many men Moriarty had watching you, and I didn’t want to think about what they might have been able to do if they had any idea that I was alive and had interacted with you. I know now that what I put you through was far worse than what I had imagined, and I really am sorry.”

“After things got back to normal, and your therapist helped you to see that Mary was doing you no good, I didn’t expect anything to change. We were friends again, and I was happy. But it did change. I.. I’m in love with you, John. I have been for, well, a while. Longer perhaps than I even know. But I never dared to say because of how many times you corrected people who thought we were a couple, and that almost scared me out of asking you to come here with me. The reason I did is because, for a little while, I wanted to know what it would feel like if we were really together. Instead though, all I’ve been able to focus on is how much it hurts that this isn’t real.”

John blinked a few times as he took in everything Sherlock had said, his mind buzzing yet simultaneously stuck on one point. Sherlock Holmes just told him that he loved him. Laughing incredulously, he looked up at Sherlock with a bewildered smile. “Sherlock, I.. Where do I start?”

“I only corrected people because I was convinced that you had no desire for this. That first night at Angelo’s, I thought you were basically saying you weren’t interested in any aspect of an intimate relationship.”

“Then why did you always insist you weren’t gay?” Sherlock asked.

“Hardwired and instinctive response from when I was growing up. My parents were shit. My dad especially. He drove Harry to drink - not Clara - and I was never brave enough to be who I was around them like she had been. Besides, I’m bi. Not gay.”

“So then.. Are you saying..what I think you’re saying?”

“Sherlock, you daft genius, yes. I love you too,” John said, beaming up at the detective - his detective - with so much more emotion in his gaze than he’d allowed himself to show since they’d arrived. 

“Then that makes us a couple,” Sherlock said with a grin that was just as bright. “And I believe there’s a rule about couples standing under mistletoe, is there not?”

John laughed. “Yes. Yes there is. Y'know, I completely forgot that was up there.” Rolling his eyes fondly, he moved so he was properly sharing Sherlock’s space, pulling him down by his shirt collar and kissing him. It was heavenly, and if it weren’t for the fireworks coursing through his entire being he might have thought he was only dreaming.

(that got longer than expected, whoops. but i hope you can agree that it was worth it for these idiots to get together :) )

(submitted by johnlocked-starkid)

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OMG ARE YOU KIDDING OF COURSE IT WAS WORTH IT!!! <3 I love this so much!!!!!!! THANK YOU!!!!!!

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special johnlock christmas special to commemorate 500 followers

Headcanon/AU where it is Christmas post-Reichenbach and Sherlock and John reunite in a Christmas miracle :) 

"Merry Christmas. Sherlock,” whispered John Watson on a grey Christmas morning, hand reaching out to caress the cold gravestone of his best friend. 

In all honesty, John had stopped counting time for a while now. Yet on Christmas everything seemed to fall back in order as his world realigned itself.

You see, Christmas was special, because at least on this day John was clear about a few things:

1. It was Christmas day. The last few Christmases of John’s life were the only kinds of Christmases he really knew and remembered, where this festive holiday was marked so strongly in his mind, not by presents or lights, carols or feasts - they were marked uniquely by the specificity of his memories: listening to Sherlock practice festive tunes on his violin, eating mince pies and hot tea in front of the cozy fireplace with Sherlock sitting across from him, writing up Christmas cards with Sherlock and pretending to jot down every offensive thing he dictates, when in fact John only adorned each card with a simple “Warmest regards, Sherlock & John”. Sherlock would have been appalled had he known - John wasn’t sure he wanted anyone to think he was capable of regard, let alone warmth. And yet it felt like the truest form of Sherlock he knew - the kind of man who could at the very least, on Christmas, succumb to some kind of inner obligation to provide both warmth and regard to his friends. And how privileged John had felt, to always have been there to receive it, whether they were alone in their flat poring over the papers or hosting another Christmas party or running around London trying to catch murderers - if Sherlock had warmth in him, John would always be the first, and sometimes the only one, to see it. 

2. That it was this exclusivity they shared that made them best friends. Before Sherlock, John felt like half a person, living in an oversterilised apartment eating undercooked food and surviving through a remarkably controlled existence. He had hardly felt alive. And then he found Sherlock, by some inexplicable, undeserved dose of fortune gifted to him, and it was like the two of them against the rest of the world. It was like he was woken from a blackhole of a dream to find that he had been asleep for years and the world had grown bigger and he could experience it all again like a newborn. In this way, he owed his life to Sherlock, but Sherlock also owed something to John. That had always bound them together - there can be no Sherlock Holmes without John Watson.

3. He had been in love with Sherlock - is in love with Sherlock. John’s chest tightened now as he pressed his hand against the black marble of Sherlock’s gravestone - it was their first Christmas apart. How had John not known before? John suspected that this line of questioning was rather disingenuous. He’d be lying to himself if he said he didn’t fully know. But something had kept him from living it fully, from saying it aloud, from letting the sickness of love overtake him like it should have and put him into a frenzy of desire and tenderness and sacrifice and pure, irrevocable devotion... the things Sherlock seemed adverse to. But now Sherlock was gone, and John could finally admit these things without fear of judgement or rejection, without fear of having to confront it with his best friend and risk everything.

But what good was his courage now, he wondered, when there was no one he could be brave for anymore?

The last time John visited Sherlock’s grave, he had begged, pleaded for Sherlock to come back from the dead. He went home that day feeling in all his absolute desperation the total futility of wishing. And yet it was Christmas, and miracles were supposed to happen. Just today, he could stand here and say the three words he needed most to say, and hope and wish and will that Sherlock would have somehow known of them, that he knew them, so that there would have been some purpose for how John felt, that it wasn’t lost with Sherlock’s death. Just for today, John wouldn’t have to feel ridiculous with himself for saying the things he should have said long ago. 

“I...” he began, shifting as his chest began to well up. “I’m not comfortable with this sort of thing, usually. But it’s been a while now. And it’s Christmas. And what I’m trying to say, is--”

“That on Christmas day, miracles are supposed to happen,” a deep voice came from behind, causing John to freeze mid-sentence. He knew that voice, as someone could only know another voice most intimately, the way it flowed and lifted and touched John like a gentle caress personified, the way it curled up into a soft ball, landing dearly inside his chest, the way it shook him now as his breath hitched in his throat and all his senses screamed at him to just turn, turn and face the only man whose voice he knew in this manner. 

“You told me to come back. And so here I am. I’m here, John.”

John turned, and in that instant knew how it felt to be woken from a blackhole of a dream yet again, that the second time it happens you always feel the punch of waking life hitting deeper than the first time, the kind that wrenches your gut and leaves you in stunned silence, chest pounding and head throbbing and completely lost for reactions, because the first time it happens you’re not really sure what is happening - the sudden changes, the need for quick adaption, but the second time, you see it for all it is - everything you missed and everything that is hitting you with full force now. Sherlock Holmes has come back from the dead. 

“Sherlock --” It was like John’s chest was caving in, his breath escaping him.

“Before you continue,” Sherlock said, advancing closer. “Allow me to just say - to say how sorry I am, and to say - to say --” Sherlock seemed like he was choking, breath equally uncontrollable. “I’ve always meant to say, and I can’t think of a better time, can’t see why it should be put off again -- I’ve hated myself for what I did, and if I don’t say this now, I might as well leave. I -- John, I--”

“I know,” John suddenly gasped out, his chest heaving as he struggled to comprehend the situation. And yet, he was sure of one more thing today. “I know,” he repeated softly, holding Sherlock’s gaze and taking in all of him, from his messy curls to his turned-up coat to his pale skin, all fixtures and tropes of the dreamworld John had been living in this past year. 

Sherlock stepped in closer to his doctor, his blogger, so close that their foreheads were almost touching, both men still and breathing heavily and at that moment, peaceful in each other’s shadow. 

And just as the first curtains of light snow began to fall that day, snowflakes landing perched on John’s eyelashes and Sherlock’s dark hair now dotted with specks of white, and just as sounds of a joyful choir began to waft out of the church next to the cemetery, just as a gust of cold wind blew through the two men and they began to shiver slightly, they moved closer to one another, for warmth, you see.

“Merry Christmas, John,” Sherlock whispered, closing in the last few measures of distance between his face and the face of the man, this kind, selfless, brave man, who from the beginning had him so wholly and irrevocably in love at “Here, use mine.”

After all, Christmas is about giving. 

[paperprinc3]

Imagine Sherlock covering the flat with mistletoe and blaming Mrs Hudson!

[iamjohnlocked4life]

♥ Merry Christmas to trustsherlockholmes ♥ (my justjohnlockstuff gift exchange secret lovely, who requested fanart fluff)

I wasn't sure what kind of fluff to draw, so I made 2 gifts ~ this is the nighttime one (^_~)

[grilled-pineapple]

OMG, I'm floating on a cloud made of Christmas glee. Just finished watching Nativity! staring Martin Freeman. It is as good as everyone says. Ohhhh so full of happy feelings right now!!!

[cakemakethme]

Im setting up a short Birthmas queue for Christmas! :3 

This John Watson ornament is the best thing I've ever found for this tree.

[be-there-now-in-a-minute]

I really don't see why we're doing this John

Oh relax, it's just for Mrs Hudson...

(Taking a break from writing christmas cards, so here's a little festive doodle. Yes, I'm aware John's face is totally weird....)

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Christmas at Holmes Cottage - The Third Ficlet

Sherlock carried himself with complete confidence and ease as he and John walked up the short footpath to the door of his parents’ cottage, holding hands so they could sell the act from the beginning. To anyone else, he would look to be the definition of relaxed. But that couldn’t be further from the truth. Every nerve ending in his hand was on fire from the contact with John’s hand, and he was starting to wonder whether this pretend relationship would actually be more painful than enduring his mother’s comments. But it was too late to go back on the plan now.

As the door opened, his mother beamed at the sight of the two of them together. “Sherlock, John, look at you! I’m so glad you’re finally together. And I’m so glad you’ve finally got someone, Sherlock,” she said, hugging the both of them.

“Yes, I’m glad as well,” Sherlock replied, smiling over at John and feeling his heart leap in his throat at the way John was looking at him. He wished that could be something he saw regularly - and for real. This act really was going to hurt. “Now, may we please come inside?”

“Oh, yes of course,” she replied, stepping back and allowing them in. “Mycroft and Greg are due to be here within the hour. I’m honestly surprised you got here first.”

“That was on me,” John offered up. “I wanted to get here first. I know Greg hasn’t met you before, and I thought he might feel better if he had some other people he already knows around here when they arrive.”

Sherlock looked at John fondly after he heard the explanation, glad his parents were distracting him with their own praises of how thoughtful it was. And he thought he heard something about how miraculous it was that John had gotten him out of the house so easily, but he didn’t care. He would do anything for John. The man was so kind and compassionate; he deserved the best the world could give him. Sherlock just wished he could provide.

“..I’ve left the gifts in the car,” he said as he realized. “I’ll just go and get those.” Fortunately, his keen focus on the act they had to put on allowed him to get a moment alone. He needed to clear his head. His hyperawareness was making this harder on himself, he knew it. “John, could you get me a drink for when I’m back inside?" 

He barely heard the ‘of course’ before he was outside, taking a deep cleansing breath of the brisk winter air.

(i’m really starting to like this story the more i keep going with it - i’m glad i decided to start. and i will post it on my Ao3 after the week is up ^-^)

(submitted by johnlocked-starkid)

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