Mistletoe & Johnlock

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No Mistletoe Required by BeautifulFiction, 2 k, teen. An
ADORABLE little short about decorating the flat, a quick case, and a kiss to
end the day.

Sherlock December
Ficlets 2017: Mistletoe by PoppyAlexander,
763 words, gen. Historical AU. John spies Molly beneath the mistletoe; Sherlock
is just jealous enough to fall on that particular sword.

Mistletoe by WritingQuill, 1 k, gen. Sherlock finds the
mistletoe a bit confusing. John is more than happy to explain its purpose.

John Watson’s Twelve
Days of Christmas by earlgreytea68, 53 k,
mature. It’s the holiday season. John Watson needs money. Sherlock Holmes needs
something else.

Going Once, Going
Twice… by prettysailorsoldier, 15 k, teen.
Sherlock had planned to show up at the annual Christmas Eve party with a sob
story of why his boyfriend couldn’t make it, but all that changes when he winds
up at a charity bachelor auction, Irene snagging him the hottest one of the
bunch: a former army doctor named John Watson.

Happy Christmas, You
Arse by 1electricpirate, 4 k, teen. (Locked to AO3.) In
which evidence is presented that disqualifies Sherlock from being the Grinch,
and everyone’s shoes fit them perfectly well, thank you.

only a whisper away by trustingno1, 1 k, teen. John stops in his
tracks, catching sight of a sprig of mistletoe above the kitchen entrance. A
sprig of mistletoe that definitely
wasn’t there when he left the flat this morning. “Uh,” he says,
twisting only his wrist to point at the decoration.

Under the Mistletoe by testosterone_tea, 5 k, explicit. Mistletoe
is a parasite, and Sherlock really wishes everyone would stop romanticizing it.
What could possibly happen to change his mind?

I Won’t Even Ask For
Snow by cleflink, 6 k, mature. John’s
starting to think that Sherlock’s taking these Holmes family Christmas
traditions a little too seriously.

of midnight moments and
mistletoe by hudders-and-hiddles, 7 k,
mature. John and Sherlock are throwing a Christmas Eve party, and the flat is
all strung up with mistletoe.

Mistletoe and
Misdemeanours by Robottko, 20 k, teen.
When Victor Trevor backs out of the Holmes family Christmas at the last minute,
Sherlock panics until he realizes there is a handsome army doctor with nowhere
to go in his coffee shop, though it would be more helpful if he were a bit more
willing.

from tender stem hath
sprung by astudyinrose, 6 k, explicit. A
few days before Christmas, a sprig of mistletoe appears in 221B.

It Wasn’t Just the
Mistletoe by Irrevocably_Sherlocked, 3
k, explicit. 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.

It Must Have Been the
Mistletoe by moonblossom, 7 k, explicit.
Fortified with egg nog, mistletoe and Christmas cheer, John steals a kiss from
Sherlock.

Knight Magic: Fairy
Lights and Mistletoe by suitesamba, 2 k,
teen. Potterlock.  Sherlock wants to know
what makes Wizarding Christmas traditions different from Muggle traditions. A
one-shot in the “Knight Magic” world. This story takes place in
December during Sherlock’s first term at Hogwarts as the Muggle Studies
professor.

Now Kiss by Atisenia, 1 k, gen. Potterlock. The enchanted
mistletoe at Hogwarts is strangely persistent. When it clings to you, it stays
until you make it go away. It finds Sherlock rather a lot.

No Mistletoe Required by redscudery, 1 k, teen. John Watson goes
looking for mince tarts and ends up being pursued down a hallway by enchanted
mistletoe and stuck in the Room of Requirement with Sherlock Holmes sitting on
his chest, in that order.

Mistletoe by Kateydidit, 1 k, not rated. It’s Sherlock and
John at the Yard’s Christmas party. Honestly, they should have expected this.

A (slightly) different
Christmas tradition by Salambo06, 2 k,
explicit. At first, Sherlock only kissed him when they passed under the
mistletoe Mrs. Hudson had put above their front door, and John smiled against
his lips, surprised Sherlock had even known about this tradition and actually
indulged it.

Mistletoe Not Required by patternofdefiance, 3 k, teen. John rolled
his eyes, and kicked the battered and leafy smear of green and white aside
before continuing inside. Sherlock and his bloody vendetta, John thought.
Sherlock and his bloody Sherlockness.

Mistletoe by sussexbound (SamanthaLenore), 998 words, teen..
It seemed impossible, insurmountable, and yet, in the end, it was as easy as
taking a single step…