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miz-joelys-sherlollilists · 1 year

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I posted 119 times in 2022

99 posts created (83%)

20 posts reblogged (17%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@miz-joelys-sherlollilists

@promptsforladysolitaire

@theunsinkablemollyholmes

@uss-sherlolly

@cumbercougars

I tagged 119 of my posts in 2022

#sherlolly - 105 posts

#latest and greatest sherlollilist additions - 51 posts

#go shoo read! - 51 posts

#desperately seeking fics - 44 posts

#mod: mychakk - 24 posts

#classic cafe edition - 22 posts

#anonymous - 14 posts

#fic(s) found - 8 posts

#au list for sherlolly - 7 posts

#fic found - 6 posts

Longest Tag: 43 characters

#latest and greatest sherlollilist additions

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There's something really, really satisfying about removing a fic from the "Incomplete" list and moving it to the "Completed" list.

I love it.

Now I just have to do it for some of my own WiPs...

38 notes - Posted July 27, 2022

hey, this is maybe a bit of a weird ask but i really think what you’ve done with the sherlollbrary is outstanding work and deserves immense praise. it truly is a work of art. sometimes i just open it and scroll through and am just in absolute awe of the labour behind it. it’s just such an absolute passion project and i for one think it’s one of the coolest and most impressive things i’ve seen in any fandom!! anyways i hope you have a lovely day and treat yourself to something good bc you deserve it <3

Thank you for your kind words. They mean the world to me.

38 notes - Posted April 20, 2022

Just in time for the 5 year anniversary of ILY, I present a crapton of "dealing with the aftermath of the phone call" fics that I somehow missed the first time around.

Disarm Me by YourTimeIsNow (Rated T, Complete, Two-Parter) Hurt/Comfort ff.net 2020

Do you have a girlfriend? by FreakingOutGirl (Rated K, One-Shot) ff.net 2017

Don't Overthink by Pessimist (Rated K+, Complete Multi-Chapter) ff.net 2017

Emotional Context by hanjo (Rated K, One-Shot) ff.net 2018

Forgive me by Avatarcomeback (Rated T, Complete, Multi-Chapter) Casefic, Kidnapped! ff.net 2018

The Incident by Phoenixtail95 (Rated T, One-Shot) HABD Molly ff.net 2019

Meant It by Booknerd22202 (Rated T, Complete, Two-Parter) ff.net 2017

Memories of Redemption by Lovesfirstkiss0210 (Rated K+, One-Shot) Proposal ff.net 2017

The most dangerous words by Nalet (Rated K, One-Shot) ff.net 2017

New Beginnings by Irene Moriarty xx (Rated K+, Complete, Multi-Chapter) ff.net 2018

The One Who Mattered Most by Ruth Joyce (Rated T, One-Shot) ff.net 2018

Reaching a Resolution by Helen Palsgraf (Rated T, Complete, Multi-Chapter) Slow Burn ff.net 2017

Single Hearted by TheTARDISand221B (Rated K+, One-Shot) ff.net 2017

The Sound of Silence by Kat Mindin (Rated M, Complete, Mult-Chapter) ff.net 2017

What Happens After I Love You? by InkTreasures88 (Rated T, One-Shot) ff.net 2017

Whatever Remains is the Truth by Moonshadow07 (Rated K+, One-Shot) ff.net 2018

43 notes - Posted January 12, 2022

Most Recommended Sherlolly Fics (6+ recommendations)

For a complete list of recommended Sherlolly fics, go here. Happy reading!

21 - The Sustain Stories by maybe_amanda

18 - In the End by Lono

17 - The Full House by Emcee/strawberrypatty

12 - Longer Than the Road That Stretches Out Ahead by sunken_standard

10 - Always Something by Emcee/strawberrypatty

10 - I Told You So by writingwife83

9 - That Dear Perfection by soyeahso/dietplainlite

9 - The Ravensdale Ghost (Incomplete) by A. Beaumont

8 - Fumbling Towards Ecstasy by sunken_standard

8 - Love Stories and Tournaments of Lies by Nocturnias/Sherlolly

8 - Read This Truth by Elixir.BB

8 - The breath that passed from you to me by rsadelle

8 - The Pirate and The Doctor by PetraTodd

8 - The Science of Perception by tallulah99

7 - A Smile Like Hers by thewinterspy

7 - Schoolgirl Crush by Flaignhan

7 - The Resident Attachment by Mae-Jones

6 - A fearful hope was all the world by miabicicletta

6 - A Hands-On Approach by Lono

6 - Paragon by asteraceablue

6 - For What It's Worth by KendraPendragon

6 - Invisible Wings by Conchepcion

6 - The Ghost and Molly Hooper (Incomplete) by Doctor WTF

6 - The List by Conchepcion

6 - The Only Drug I Need by Cutebutpsycho

55 notes - Posted January 6, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Is there a fanfic where Molly overhears John telling Sherlock to go after Irene (this is after the Culverton case)?

Well, there is now!

“I’m with you, you know that.”

Molly turned her head away. “But what John said, it makes sense.” She looked at him sadly. “I’ve always known it, in the back of my mind. And, and you still text her, now and then - and you haven’t changed your ringtone.” She reached up and laid gentle fingers against his cheek. A good-bye; he knew one when he saw one. “It’s OK, Sherlock, I get it. Florence Nightingale Syndrome, y’know?”

Tears glimmered but did not fall. No, his Molly wasn’t one to let anyone see her cry. Even when - or was it especially when? - her heart was breaking. “Text her,” she urged in a choked whisper as she started to turn away. “Go after the woman you love, Sherlock, before it’s too late.”

He caught her wrist, half-spun her so she was facing him again. “No,” he growled. “I mean, yes, I am absolutely going to go after the woman I love - and that woman, Molly Hooper, is you. When I said I’m with you, I meant full-stop, all the way. Is there an element of gratitude in my feelings for you? Yes, of course there is, how could there not be? There’s an element of gratitude in John’s feelings for you, too - although his are far more brotherly and protective than anything else, now that he’s finally let go of resenting you for knowing I was alive when he thought I was dead.”

He realized he was rambling and caught his breath, still holding her by the wrist - lightly, not trapping her or forcing her to stay. “I’ve made mistakes, Molly, God knows I’ve made plenty of mistakes, but falling in love with you - yes, in love with you, YOU, not HER - isn’t and never will be one of them.” He gave his mobile a rueful glance where it sat on the desk behind him. “Not changing that damned ringtone, on the other hand, is definitely a mistake. One I intend to rectify right now.” He reached down with his free hand; keeping his eyes fixed on Molly’s expressive face - so many little emotions, from doubt, to wonder, to confusion, mistrust, and (dare he hope) trust? - he lifted his mobile, opened it to his contacts, and scrolled down to the one labeled simply ‘The Woman’.

After one-handedly typing in a text, he showed it to Molly. “I don’t often answer them, and this is the last time I intend to do so.”

The two simple sentences read: Sorry, I’m having dinner with the woman I love from now on. Good-bye, Irene.

He pressed send. A response came almost immediately, just as he was deleting the contact.

I’m always free for lunch if you change your mind.

“But I won’t be,” he said aloud after showing Molly what Irene had written. “Not even if you turn me down, Molly.” His lips quirked in a wry smile. “I have it on very good authority - my father - that us Holmes men tend to be one-woman men. Yes, Irene fascinated me and if she’d been more trustworthy, it’s possible she might have been that woman.” It was his turn to reach out, to press trembling fingers against Molly’s cheek. “But I rather think my cold, shriveled up heart was already taken by the time she came into my life.”

The tears were flowing freely down Molly’s cheeks, and he felt a mixture of consternation (was she crying because she didn’t believe him, or had changed her mind about being with him, it had only been for a few days, after all, and she was right, he’d been recovering from his various overdoses and injuries during that time) and tenderness as he gently wiped them away with his thumb.

When she finally spoke, it was barely a whisper; he had to bend his his down to catch her words. “All right.” Then she pulled him into her arms and hugged him fiercely, as if she’d never let him go, as if she never wanted him to let her go.

And they never did.

97 notes - Posted January 11, 2022

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darnedchild · 2 years

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Christmas in July? In my tumblr? It may be more likely than you think.

In the spirit of the not-really-a-holiday, I thought what better way to celebrate for myself than to get off my butt and try to write for the first time in nearly a year and maybe finish one of my WIPs.

And then I thought, what if the WIP I chose was one of my really old 12 Days of Sherlolly Christmas fics that I never finished?

So that’s what I did.

I didn’t want to mention it here because I didn’t want to make any promises I wouldn’t be able to keep, BUT I don’t have to worry about that because I finished it!

That’s right, the last two chapters of Ghost of Christmas Past will be going up this month. Probably sometime this week and next.

So... Happy Christmas in July (to myself)

#darnedchild writes #darnedchild rambles

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pennywaltzy · 1 year

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I posted 354 times in 2022

140 posts created (40%)

214 posts reblogged (60%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@strangelock221b

@onthesandsofdreams

@sherlollysecretsanta

@mousedetective

@miz-joelys-sherlollilists

I tagged 351 of my posts in 2022

Only 1% of my posts had no tags

#fanfic - 131 posts

#fanfiction - 130 posts

#my stuff - 99 posts

#sherlock - 70 posts

#omg this - 54 posts

#molly hooper - 52 posts

#star trek aos - 27 posts

#answering asks! - 22 posts

#sherlolly - 20 posts

#sherlock holmes - 20 posts

Longest Tag: 73 characters

#so many of strangelock221b's fandoms are ones i haven't gotten to see yet

My Top Posts in 2022:

From New York to London ~ A HooperStrange Fanmix (requested for @fandomtrumpshate)

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Fic cover for “The Loskr” by @pkrosche.

Star Trek AOS; Kirk x Spock; rated Teen.

14 notes - Posted September 16, 2022

What Child Is This? -- SanSan

I’m stretching my fandom fingers into a new ship for a fandom I don’t really write much. @lareinadehades, you’ll have to tell me if this is any good. But I hope it is!

Their Christmas Miracle - Sandor Clegane II was born December 25th at 12:35 AM to Sandor Clegane and Sansa Stark, their very own Christmas miracle.

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Sansa yawned and woke up, not quite comfortable in her hospital bed. She much preferred the bed she shared with her husband Sandor, but she had an excellent reason to be dozing in a hospital bed. She had been through eighteen hours of delivery to give birth to her son Sandor Clegane II at 12:35 on Christmas Day. He was the first child born in the hospital on Christmas, and so they had gotten quite a few gifts from the hospital staff, including things they needed and things they hadn’t thought of. Arya and Gendry had already taken the things they already had to an organization that could put them to good use.

Her family had crowded in the hospital waiting room and they had ooohed and ahhhed over Sandor II for hours before leaving her to get some well-deserved rest. Her husband had been allowed to stay in the room with her and the baby, and it was because of that that she woke up to Sandor softly singing “What Child Is This?” to their son. A smile crept on her face but she stayed quiet, taking in the sight.

When he was done singing, he noticed Sansa was awake and brought the baby to her. “Our Christmas miracle was a little fussy,” he said.

“You’re going to refer to him like that for the rest of your life, aren’t you?” she asked.

“Well, I was told as a lad I would never have children. He is a miracle.”

“Are you sure he’s not someone else’s?” she teased. He had never suspected her of cheating, even when she had shown him the pregnancy test. And she never had; she loved this mountain of a man far too much to go looking elsewhere for anything she might be missing.

“Sansa, I had low sperm count, not a vasectomy. It was always possible. We just had to try often enough.”

“And when I’m discharged and feeling better, we can try and give him a little sister.”

“I think I would enjoy that very much, Little Bird.” He leaned over and kissed her forehead before she got one of the prepared bottles to supplement with breastmilk to feed her son. Sandor sat on the edge of the bed and looked down, brushing back his son’s dark hair. She rather had hoped it would be red, but the nearly black hair suited a child who already looked so much like his father.

Sandor began humming the song he had just finished while she fed Sandor II, and she leaned back into the bed, comfortable and happy and knowing Christmas would be just a bit more special every year from now on.

16 notes - Posted July 7, 2022

Teach me how to love ~ A The Hunger Games Fanfic Inspired Fanmix

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My #1 post of 2022

15. “My horoscope told me I would meet the love of my life next year.” “Then let’s meet up again after midnight.” -- Darcy/Loki

And a longer fic for my "Just Pieces On The Board" series, set more towards the beginning but after Darcy and Loki meet in the series.

Reunited (And It Feels So Good) - After nearly six months from their introduction, Loki returns to Darcy's life at Tony's New Year's Eve party.

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Darcy had to admit, even though it was just for the Avengers and the rest of those who lived in the tower, Tony Stark spared no expense for a party. She just wished things had been looking up for her and she wasn’t set to have a miserable year being alone. There had been a...thing with Loki in London, when the Avengers had chaperoned the politicians on the trip to Asgard. It was damn good sex, she’d freely admit it, but it was almost six months later and...nothing. Not that he had left her in bed alone, but he had left a few days later, ostensibly to go back to Asgard to take care of things with Thor.

Thor made trips back to see her and Jane. Loki didn’t. That was the difference.

What was it about him that drove her nuts, anyway? She couldn’t stop thinking about that week no matter how hard she tried. It was like he haunted her dreams or something.

She knocked back her glass of champagne and turned to get another one when she saw him and he saw her. It was like a homing missile; he made a beeline for her. “Loki…” she said.

He took her in his arms and kissed her as she’d never been kissed before: desperately, like she was nectar from the gods and he needed to taste her now. And she kissed him back...what else could she do? The kiss made her weak in the knees.

Finally, when she was almost on the brink of running out of breath, he pulled away, “I am sorry, Darcy. For everything.”

“That doesn’t sound good,” she said, wrinkling her brow.

“No, everything I did. Leaving without seeking you out again. Disappearing. But I can explain.”

“And you should. But you think you can let me stand up straight for a minute so I can get my bearings?”

He looked sheepish but he helped right her and then let go. His touch had been like fire, even though she knew he was part Frost Giant; the week they spent together just hadn’t been about great sex. It had been talking, too, and secret sharing, and maybe that was why it had hurt so much that he’d left her alone for so long.

“My apologies,” he said.

“It’s okay,” she replied. “Are you planning on staying for more than tonight?”

“Yes. Thor has arranged for us to stay here while Mother leads the Asgardians from Norway. Thor was taking care of most of the political discussions with her, while I was otherwise occupied.” He looked down. “I was traveling the realms, readying them for the disappearance of Asgard once the move to Earth has been completed, and with Sif’s help, making sure Earth remains neutral in dealing with those realms. The politician Mother has taken a shining to was traveling with us.”

“That’s news to me,” Darcy said.

“He’s...interesting, I suppose. Mother still mourns Odin Allfather, but I believe she may make the politician her consort in the future.”

“Which politician was it?”

“Mycroft Holmes,” Loki said. A waiter came by with a tray of champagne and Loki took two flutes, handing one to Darcy. “Yes, I realize that will make me related to an Earth family if it happens, but he is not the worst person. His brother came with us, as did the S.H.I.E.L.D. member of the family. It was an interesting time.”

“Well, that explains why Coulson was here so much,” she said, taking a sip of her champagne. “I just figured he missed Thor’s witty repartee.”

“No, we were traveling in less civilized realms, and also less technologically advanced ones. Passing details to Thor and Mother took time and effort. But the business is finished, and I can start my life here on Earth and in New York City soon. My apartment here should be ready tomorrow, Stark said.”

“Wait. You’re staying here here? In Avengers Tower?” He nodded and she grinned. “I’ll have to bake you a welcome home gift.”

“You could just stay in bed with me for another week,” he said. “Unless my absence quelled those flames?”

She set her glass down and pulled at Loki’s tie. “I haven’t really stopped seeing you in my dreams. I just thought it meant less to you.”

“Darcy, it meant more to me than you could have realized,” he said, sliding his hands to her waist as the host of the party said it was five minutes to midnight. “You haven’t been far from my thoughts as well.”

��I really should slap you for going so long without contacting me, but my horoscope told me I would meet the love of my life next year.”

“Then let’s meet up again after midnight,” he said.

“Or we could just leave the party and bring in the new year in the privacy of my apartment,” she murmured.

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18 notes - Posted January 28, 2022

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holidaysat221b · 2 years

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Let’s turn back the clock to Winter 2019

If you’re in the mood for some older Sherlolly Winter fun, look no further.

To help get you in the Winter/Christmas spirit, here are all the submissions we received during the 2019 12 Days of Sherlolly. Please give them another look, leave a comment or a kudo (or both!), and show a little love to the creators who took the time to participate in 2019.

2019 12 Days of Sherlolly #1 - Created by @mel-loves-all The Twelve Days of Sherlolly (On Tumblr, Complete, Rated G)

2019 12 Days of Sherlolly #2 - Created by @mel-loves-all The Twelve Days of Sherlolly (On Tumblr, Complete, Rated G)

2019 12 Days of Sherlolly #3 - Created by @mel-loves-all The Twelve Days of Sherlolly (On Tumblr, Complete, Rated G)

2019 12 Days of Sherlolly #4 - Created by @mel-loves-all The Twelve Days of Sherlolly (On Tumblr, Complete, Rated G)

2019 12 Days of Sherlolly #5 - Created by @mel-loves-all The Twelve Days of Sherlolly (On Tumblr, Complete, Rated G)

2019 12 Days of Sherlolly #6 - Created by @mel-loves-all The Twelve Days of Sherlolly (On Tumblr, Complete, Rated G)

All Sherlock Wants for Christmas is Molly - Created by @simplyshelbs16xoxo All Sherlock wants for Christmas is Molly. (On Tumblr, Complete, Rated G)

Christmas is the Time to Say I Love You - Created by @simplyshelbs16xoxo Christmas is the time to say “I love you.”

Share the joys of laughter and good cheer. Christmas is the time to say “I love you” And a feeling that will last all through the year. (On Tumblr, Complete, Rated G)

A Christmas Wedding - Written by @mizjoely “Marry me.”

He blurted it out without thought, without even realizing that was what he’d wanted to say to her, and certainly without taking into account just how ridiculous it was to propose to someone whilst babysitting your extremely precocious godchild. (On Ao3, Complete in 5 parts, Rated T)

A Christmas Wedding - Created by @darnedchild As a thank you gift, I made a mood board for @mizjoely’s fic - “A Christmas Wedding”. (On Tumblr, Complete, Rated G)

For the Past Few Years - Created by @simplyshelbs16xoxo For the past few years, Molly’s resolutions were always filled with hope for a brighter future. This year, she isn’t making any resolutions except to quit making them. The past year had been hell for her and her friends. Hope breeds eternal misery and all that.

Upon finding a mysterious note in her locker at Bart’s, telling her to come up to the roof, Molly finds hope from the most unexpected source. (On Tumblr, Complete, Rated G)

Gift for Mel-loves-All - Created by @darnedchild A thank you gift for @mel-loves-all. (On Tumblr, Complete, Rated G)

Ghost of Christmas Past - Written by @darnedchild It was a valid reason to have the small holiday gathering at Baker Street, Sherlock didn’t understand why Molly might find it objectionable. She’d been enthused about the party idea, even offering to help Mary figure out decorations, up until the moment John mentioned that they would be using Sherlock’s rooms.

His mind raced as he tried to deduce what could have possibly changed her mind in a span of seconds.

Oh. (On Ao3, Multi-Chapter, In Progress, Rated T)

In the Bleak Midwinter - Written by Carice (Tumblr Unknown) Set a year after the events of the ‘Abominable Bride’. Molly Hooper’s career in the morgue is over and she has thrown herself into her suffragette activities with Mary Watson, who has become a close friend. Mary, for her part, has had enough of witnessing the brooding looks between Hooper and Holmes and has decided that Molly needs to take - ahem - matters into her own hands, and soon. The stage is set, the curtain rises….

(humbly gifted to the brilliant MrsMCrieff who has kept us all in great Christmas Sherlolly Fics for a while….) (On Ao3, Complete in 2 Parts, Rated T)

In the Bleak Midwinter - Created by @darnedchild As a thank you gift, I made a mood board for Carice‘s fic - “In the Bleak Midwinter”. (On Tumblr, Complete, Rated G)

It’s Warmer in the Winter With You - Created by @simplyshelbs16xoxo it’s warmer in the winter with you (On Tumblr, Complete, Rated G)

Just Outside the Window - Created by @simplyshelbs16xoxo Just outside the window snow is falling, but here beside the fire we share the glow.

Of moonlight and brandy, sweet talk and candy; Sentiments that everyone should know. (On Tumblr, Complete, Rated G)

Oh By Gosh By Golly… - Written by @mizjoely Ficlet based off a fanart drawn by @fan-dance-illustration for @mizjoely. (On Ao3, Complete, Rated G)

Restoring Hope - Written by @simplyshelbs16xoxo For the past few years, Molly’s resolutions were always filled with hope for a brighter future. This year, she isn’t making any resolutions except to quit making them. The past year had been hell for her and her friends. Hope breeds eternal misery and all that.

Upon finding a mysterious note in her locker at Bart’s, telling her to come up to the roof, Molly finds hope from the most unexpected source. (On Ao3, Complete, Rated T)

A Sherlolly Christmas Baby - Written by @goodshipsherlollipop Molly is disappointed when the much anticipated Baby Girl Holmes number two declines to make an appearance on or before her due date. Will the baby arrive in time for Christmas or will Molly have to deal with those swollen feet and aching back for even longer? (Part of my post TFP Journey series.) Parentlock times 2. (On Ao3, Complete in 4 Parts, Rated T)

A Sherlolly Christmas Baby - Created by @darnedchild As a thank you gift, I made a mood board for @goodshipsherlollipop‘s fic - “A Sherlolly Christmas Baby". (On Tumblr, Complete, Rated G)

A Touch of Magic - Written by @simplyshelbs16xoxo Based on the song, Christmas is the Time to Say I Love You. Post-TFP. Sherlock and Molly have been walking on eggshells since the phone call despite knowing how the other feels. They decide that for once, they would risk it all for each other. Life is too short after all. (On Ao3, Complete in 4 Parts, Rated T)

A Touch of Magic - Created by @darnedchild As a thank you gift, I made a mood board for @simplyshelbs16xoxo‘s fic - “A Touch of Magic”. (On Tumblr, Complete, Rated G)

Under the Mistletoe - Created by @simplyshelbs16xoxo Under the mistletoe, watching the fire glow, and telling me, “I love you!” Just being in your arms, takes me back to that little farm, where every wish comes true! (On Tumblr, Complete, Rated G)

What I Want (For Christmas) - Written by @simplyshelbs16xoxo Takes place the Christmas after The Empty Hearse which never was covered on the show. Sherlock and Molly are pining and an unlikely matchmaker emerges to set things right. (On Ao3, Complete in 2 Parts, Rated T)

You Remind Me of Home - Written by @simplyshelbs16xoxo Based off Taylor Swift’s ‘Christmas Tree Farm.’ Post TFP. Sherlock and Molly have been inseparable since the phone call–the best of friends. Both are afraid to cross the fragile line that separates friends from lovers. Sherlock whisks Molly away on a surprise trip where romance ensues. (On Ao3, Complete in 3 Parts, Rated T)

Yuletide Molly - Created by @simplyshelbs16xoxo Yuletide Molly icon and lockscreen. (On Tumblr, Complete, Rated G)

The beautiful 12 Days of Sherlolly graphic was created by @mel-loves-all

#sherlolly #12 days of sherlolly #2019 12 days of sherlolly master list

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simplyshelbs16xoxo · 3 years

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'He didn’t want to let her go—the thought of doing so made his heart ache. The fact she didn’t seem to be in a rush to get away settled his pulse. It told him she wanted to be in his arms as much as he wanted to hold her. Sherlock breathed her in, the scent of spiced honey and wildflowers filling him with warm familiarity. It was like finding a place he belonged—like home.'

From my fic, The Christmas Caper (x)

#sherlolly #12 days of sherlolly #the christmas caper #my edits

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mel-loves-all · 3 years

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2020 12 Days of Sherlolly ~ @holidaysat221b

#sherlolly #2020 12 days of sherlolly #mollock #12 days of sherlolly #sherlock x molly #sherlolly edit #sherlolly moodboard

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goodshipsherlollipop · 5 years

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It’s their first night alone since the birth of their baby, and that means Sherlock and Molly have every intention of enjoying themselves without interruption.

Molly has plans for a fun filled night.

Sherlock makes a decision about their future at Baker Street after I talk with Mrs. Hudson gets him thinking.

Follows directly from my last story, "Another Holmes Family Christmas in Sussex,” but can be read alone without having read the previous story. As usual, to enjoy the full immersion into my interpretation of Sherlock and Molly, I encourage you to check out my profile and read my full collection chronologically.

Your reviews, follows and favourites are encouraged. They are my only payment for this full-time job of making these characters come alive. Take a moment to brighten my day with a review, if I have brightened yours.

#Sherlolly #@holidaysat221B #12 days of sherlolly

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eastwindiscomming · 6 years

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Happy holidays to everybody! Little sherlolly-christmassy thing for you !

#sherlolly #12 days of sherlolly #christmas #mollock #sherlock #arent they cute #myedit

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geekmama · 6 years

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Aftermath: The Christmas Album

Side A: 1. I'll Be Home For Christmas, 2. The Holly and the Ivy, 3. O Tannenbaum, 4. The Gloucestershire Wassail, 5. It Must Have Been The Mistletoe, 6. Deck the Halls

I’ll be home for Christmas, you can plan on me…

“It was easier, before,” he muttered as they rounded a corner of the narrow country lane and his parents’ home came into view.

“You mean when you were a high functioning sociopath?”

Sherlock’s peripheral vision had apparently caught her air quotes and suppressed laughter. “I mean, Miss Malapert, when easier meant a quiet Christmas at Baker Street.”

“Miss Malapert? You sound like my maiden aunt.”

“You don’t have a maiden aunt.”

“Yes, I do.” Molly looked down her nose at him, raised her brows, and said in pretentious accents, “She has blue hair and is frightfully posh. You’d get along swimmingly.”

“Liar.”

She grinned. But then said, thoughtfully, and far more soberly, “I haven’t really been to a Christmas at 221B since that one time.”

He frowned as he pulled up in front of the house, and after he’d shut off the motor he turned to her. “I know that. And it… the incident still upsets you? Though I admit, my apology was insufficient.”

She shouldn’t have given voice to it, for now the scene came rushing back to her in detail: the excruciating embarrassment, followed by shock -- everyone’s, not only that he’d actually apologized, but that she had finally had the nerve to stand up for herself. The memory of his lips against her cheek. And then… “Well, that text alert didn’t help matters.”

He grimaced. “No.”

This was ridiculous. It was neither the time nor the place to dredge up ancient history. She said bracingly, “You can make it up to me tonight. I’ll sneak into your room.” She waggled her eyebrows at him, to show him the past was past.

“Why would you have to do that?”

“But… you don’t think--”

“Molly, my parents are quite aware that our cohabitation is far from innocent. We’re engaged to be married, for god’s sake -- and you’ve already held out the lure of grandchildren, remember? Of course we’ll be assigned the same room.”

She blinked, processing the idea of them sharing the bed he’d slept in as a child. But then her lips quirked. “Cohabitation? Another maiden aunt word?”

“I felt it expressed our deliciously sinful arrangement more accurately than just ‘living together’.”

She began to chuckle, her heart warming at the amused light in his eyes. It was sinful, indeed, how much she loved this man, had always loved him, and enjoyed his company. She added, happily, “And our wedding is just around the corner, of course.”

“Please don’t remind me.”

“Oh, Sherlock!” she protested, cast down again.

“Are you certain we can’t elope?” But then he relented. “Alright, don’t look like that. Come here. It was a long drive and it’s been bloody hours since we last kissed.”

Impossible man, she thought, scowling, but moved to comply.

How things had changed between them.

It was a good kiss… a very good kiss… and they were still immersed in it when there came a rap on the window and his father’s muffled but cheery voice: “Now, now! Time for that when you get inside! Your mother has tea and mince pies all ready!”

Molly giggled. “Mince pies -- your favorite!”

“Nothing less would make up for the intrusion,” Sherlock said, grimly, but his smile was irrepressible.

❈

Of all the trees within the wood, the holly bears the crown…

“Oh, lord. It looks as though a Christmas bomb exploded.”

“Merry Christmas to you, too, my son,” his mother said, very wry, as she came into the foyer to greet them. Then her smile grew warmer. “And Merry Christmas, Molly. You look lovely in that jumper.”

“Don’t encourage her,” Sherlock murmured, though his eyes laughed.

Molly said to Millicent Holmes, “Thank you -- and just ignore him, ma’am, your house looks beautiful. Is the holly from your garden?”

“It is! Vernet fetched in the cuttings just yesterday.”

“Well, it’s lovely -- very tastefully done.”

“Except for that!” Sherlock exclaimed with disapprobation as he strode past them and into the living room. He pointed at a group of framed photos pinned to the wall -- and not just any frames, but childish ones, carefully constructed of various papers, yarn, and glitter.

And not just any photos. “Is that you?” exclaimed Molly, coming up behind him and delighting in a portrait of an innocently smiling, curly headed little boy in shorts. “Sherlock, you were adorable! And Mycroft -- look, there are two photos of him, and he’s holding you in this one, you were so little! And is this--”

“Eurus,” Sherlock said. He looked at his mother.

She looked straight back at him, but sounded a little uncertain as she replied, “In happier days.”

Sherlock considered this, then nodded. “Hidden away too long.” He looked at his sister’s picture, then at the entire grouping. “Did… I make these frames?”

His mother smiled. “You did! You were so artistic as a boy. Mycroft, too. I found two ornaments and a little tree he made me. Styrofoam and pasta shapes and gold glitter. Before you were born.”

Sherlock’s eye held a satisfied glint. “You’ll have to show Lady Smallwood when she arrives.”

Millicent chuckled, but said, “Alicia may have helped him make them, for all I know. She did babysit for us, off and on, for a number of years.”

“Mmm.”

Sherlock looked around the room, now, and Molly could see he was pleased. She slipped her hand into his and said, “Admit it: you’re glad to be home.”

But Millicent said, “I’m very sure you being here with him will make it seem more homelike than it has in many years.”

Sherlock turned to his mother in surprise, and she returned his gaze with a look of tender understanding.

Molly, moved, bit her lip.

But then Millicent smiled, and said briskly, “Come! Let’s repair to the kitchen and drink that tea while it’s hot!”

❈

O Tannenbaum, O Tannenbaum, how richly God has decked thee…

“I’ve taken your bags up to Sherlock’s old room,” Vernet Holmes said, coming in when Sherlock was on his third mince pie.

“Oh, you shouldn’t have!” Molly protested. “We could have done it.”

“It was my pleasure,” Vernet said with great sincerity, sitting down at the table as his wife poured out a cup of tea for him. “Ah! Thank you, my dear.” He took a sip, then said to Sherlock and Molly, deceptively bland, “I do hope that bed will be big enough for the two of you. It’s only a small double. But we had to give the guest room to Mycroft and Alicia, since his old bed is a single.”

“We’ll be fine,” Sherlock said, giving Molly a rather cheeky smile.

“I daresay you’ll contrive,” Vernet said, a twinkle in his eye. He picked a one of the little star-topped pies from the plate in the center of the table and took a bite, closing his eyes in ecstasy. “Delicious!” he said to his wife, when he finally could. “My dear, you’ve surpassed yourself. This pastry is divine! But should we save some for Mycroft?” He looked askance at his son, who’d just picked up a fourth pie.

“No,” said Sherlock, and took a bite.

“No,” Millicent agreed, placidly. “I’m making another batch presently, so they’ll be fresh for him and Alicia.”

Sherlock rolled his eyes but made no further objection, his mouth being full of pie.

After they were refreshed and Millicent had risen from the table to start on that second batch, Sherlock led Molly upstairs and down the hall to his old room.

“The room hasn’t been changed from when I was still in school, I’m afraid,” he warned her.

“Like a shrine to young Sherlock?”

He gave a crooked grin. “Something like that.” But then he opened the door, stopped on the threshold and stared. “Good god.”

“What? What’s wrong?” Molly finally jostled him aside and then gave a crow of delight. “A tree! They’ve put a Christmas tree in your room!”

“Our room,” Sherlock corrected, stalking in behind her. “And not only a tree. Where the devil did they get this duvet set?”

“Oh, it’s lovely!” Molly exclaimed, taking in the red striped pattern featuring trees, reindeer, hearts, and stars on a snowy white background. “It’s like my jumper!”

“It’s far worse, since there’s so much more of it. What was my mother thinking?”

“That it’s Christmas?” Molly went over to the corner of the room where the little tree stood glowing, covered with fairy lights, strings of beads, and tinsel garland. “It makes the whole room smell of pine forest! And did you make some of these ornaments?”

Sherlock came to stand beside her, and she saw that he was trying hard not to smile. He said, “Yes. And the rest appear to be some that were given to me by various friends and relatives when I was a child. I had no idea they’d saved them all these years.”

Molly slipped her hand into his and gave it a squeeze. “Your parents love you very much.”

Sherlock’s eyes met hers and his half smile faded. She could see that he was barely able to fathom how such love had remained evergreen in spite of the many ways he had tested it through the long years.

They both sat down on the edge of the bed and stared at the tree.

“We must thank them,” Molly said, presently. She leaned against his shoulder.

“Yes,” Sherlock replied, and bent his head to hers.

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Wassail, wassail all over the town…

After recovering from her surprise that not only Molly but Sherlock himself had embraced her and expressed thanks for their bedroom’s holiday decor, Millicent Holmes sent the two children out on an errand.

“I must have ground cardamom, I’m making that lovely Swedish Christmas Bread for breakfast tomorrow. It’s still early enough that the shops will be open in the village. Can you two go get some for me, please?

“We’d be glad to,” said Molly. “I’d love to see the village dressed for the holidays!”

Sherlock said to Molly, with a sly look at his mother, “You see? I told you it was traditional to be sent on a wild goose chase for some obscure commodity on Christmas Eve.”

Millicent smacked him on the arm and said, “That’s the least you can do, you impudent snatch-pastry.”

“Ha! Another maiden aunt word,” Sherlock exclaimed, but ducked behind his prospective bride in a most cowardly fashion to escape further retribution.

“They’ve been gone an awfully long time,” Millicent said, trying to keep worry from her tone. After all, what could happen to them in the wilds of Suffolk?

“Sherlock is probably just showing her the sights,” Vernet tutted. But he left the kitchen, wandering into the living room to peer out the window, into the fading afternoon. Then, after a minute or two, he called, “Here they come now!” and Millicent gave a sigh of relief -- which was ridiculous, of course.

But still.

She wiped her hands on a towel and joined her husband in the living room, to greet the prodigals, and arrived in time to see that Molly had been driving, and that Sherlock staggered a bit as he exited the car. There was also a suspiciously fatuous smile on his face.

“Good God!” said Sherlock’s father. “But he wouldn’t… not with Molly right there!”

But the two of them actually began singing as they approached the door, Molly’s light soprano a charming contrast to Sherlock’s booming baritone harmony...

Wassail! Wassail all over the town! Our toast it is white and our ale it is brown; Our bowl it is made of the white maple tree; With the wassailing-bowl, we'll drink to thee!

“What on earth!” Millicent exclaimed in delight. They hadn’t heard Sherlock sing in years! And when Vernet opened the door the two kept right on singing as they entered the house, Sherlock looking inordinately happy and slightly bleary, and Molly positively glowing.

Millicent’s boy turned to Molly and pulled her into a dance, waltzing her around the foyer and living room until finally they both collapsed laughing on the sofa.

Vernet had closed the door, and now said to the giddy pair, “It appears you’ve been doing some wassailing yourselves.”

“Every shop had a bowl of punch!” said Sherlock happily.

“And there were several groups of carolers!” said Molly. “It was the most wonderful thing! I could’ve listened for hours!”

“But we didn’t,” said Sherlock, reaching into his pocket for the packet of spice. He held it out to his mother in triumph.

Millicent took the packet, not quite laughing. “Thank you, both of you. I particularly appreciate you driving Sherlock home, Molly. It seems he did a bit more wassailing than you?”

“No, not at all,” she said, matter-of-factly, though her eyes danced. “He just can’t hold his liquor.”

“Can too!” Sherlock objected, his smile disappearing for the first time.

“Nope,” Molly said, exaggerating the final ‘P’ as Sherlock sometimes did.

The light of battle was kindled in Sherlock’s eyes, and his smile returned in a rather more mischievous form.

His father said, quickly, “Now, now! Perhaps you two had better retire for a bit, have a nap.”

“Sleep it off,” said Millicent, never one to mince words.

“Yes,” Vernet agreed. “Mycroft and Alicia won’t be here for a couple of hours yet, and mother is just finishing up some baking. It’ll be a good chance for the two of you to… ah… rest.”

“What an excellent idea,” said Sherlock. He hauled himself to his feet, swaying only a little, and pulled Molly up after him. He said scornfully as they headed toward the stairs, “Can’t hold my liquor! Ha!” and he actually gave Molly a swat on the arse just before they disappeared from sight. Her outraged objection was mixed with laughter, and then she gave a little screech and from the sound of it the two were running up the remaining stairs and down the hall.

Millicent turned to her husband and found her disbelief reflected on his countenance. Then they both began to laugh, and after a warm hug, retreated in good order to the kitchen to savor the moment.

❈

It must have been the mistletoe…

Molly turned to him as soon as they were through the door.

“No!” she said, trying not to smile, her finger raised in warning.

He halted immediately and stood there, swaying a bit, considering her, shoving the door shut in the meantime. The click of the latch waked something in him and he turned and also set the lock. Then he turned back to her and said, “Yes.”

She almost laughed. “No!”

He came slowly toward her, and she backed away – toward the bed.

“But yes!” he told her. “You have to.”

“I don’t,” she said, chin raised. “Why should I?”

He advanced (and she retreated) just a little more, and then he stopped and looked up toward the ceiling.

She followed his gaze and gave a slight gasp. “Mistletoe!”

It was, tied with a red ribbon to the overhead light fixture -- and coincidentally, hanging over the foot of the bed.

And she’d been caught, now, distracted by the sight of those green leaves and white berries and perhaps by the thought that they’d been placed there with set purpose by his outrageously liberal minded mother. Distracted, and he had stepped just close enough to trap her. With a smile at her sudden surprise, he drew her close against him, said, “Yes!” again, in a voice dark and soft as velvet, then bent his head, and kissed her.

❈

See the blazing Yule before us…

Vernet Holmes prided himself on his ability to build a fire, and when Mycroft and Alicia Smallwood arrived an hour after sunset on that cold Christmas Eve, that skill was much appreciated.

“Heavens, it’s freezing out there!” exclaimed Alicia, trotting up to hold her hands to the blaze.

“Quite literally,” Mycroft added, taking off his coat. “There’s a chance of snow tonight, and there is ice on the roads as we speak. I’m certainly glad we left London when we did. Any later and it would have been exceedingly dangerous driving.”

“Perhaps we’ll have a White Christmas this year,” mused Vernet. “But you two sit down and warm yourselves by the fire. Mummy’s bringing in tea -- unless you’d like something stronger? No? And fresh mince pies -- Sherlock’s not up from his nap yet, so you’ll have them all to yourselves.”

“His nap?” Mycroft laughed.

Vernet put his finger to his lips. “Mummy sent him and Molly to town and they were a trifle overserved. Or Sherlock was, at least.”

Mycroft nodded and, after his father had gone to the kitchen to help Mummy, he explained to Alicia, “Sherlock so rarely drinks alcoholic beverages that it takes surprisingly little to inebriate him.”

“As long as it was only alcohol,” Alicia said with a grimace.

Mycroft chuckled. “I’m fairly sure Molly would have his head on a platter if he indulged in anything more addictive at this point.”

“Yes, she would,” said Molly herself, coming into the room, following by Sherlock who was glaring, but rather mildly.

The two looked quite cheerful, actually. Apparently it had been a very refreshing nap.

Molly added, “And the rest of him might never be found, who knows? But that’s why he loves me, after all. How good it is to see you, Alicia… and you, Mycroft.”

“Merry Christmas, Alicia,” Sherlock said, with a smile.

Alicia raised a brow.

“I’m full of the spirit of the season,” Sherlock said, sounding facetious but looking at Molly with a warmth that could not be mistaken.

And Molly actually blushed as she returned his regard.

“Well, this is something different for the holidays,” Mycroft said, looking from one to the other. “I knew you’d tamed him somewhat, Molly, but this seems quite extraordinary.”

“Not at all, Blood,” Sherlock said succinctly. “Molly merely has the ability to keep me right.” He sat down beside her on the sofa and took her hand.

“Well! Peace on earth, good will toward men, by all means!” said Mycroft. But just then, Mummy and Dad came through the door with the tea tray and a heaped plate of mince pies, fresh from the oven. Mycroft turned to Sherlock. “If you spoil my enjoyment of those pies in any way, brother mine, you will deeply regret it. Decapitation will be the least of it.”

Sherlock opened his mouth to voice some irreverent retort, but Molly jabbed him with a sharp elbow. He exchanged a glance with her, then sighed in defeat and said, “Oh, alright, then.”

Mycroft and Alicia exchanged a glance, too. Perhaps peace and good will would not be out of the question this Christmas.

To be continued on Side B…

#12 days of sherlolly #Sherlock #sherlolly

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writingwife-83 · 3 years

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How? How are you sherlollians so lovely?? 🥺🥲

Even if I also write for other ships now or in future, idk if I’d ever 100% stop writing sherlolly unless literally all of you peace out lol because there’s no other writing experience like this ship for me 💕

#sherlolly #sherlollians are love #ww83 writes #love my readers #honestly such a breath of fresh air #posting the first chapter of my sherlolly fic #I can’t express what a different experience it is #40 kudos and 12 comments in 2 days #feels a whole lot nicer than 8 kudos and 4 comments in 4 days lol #I hate to compare but the difference is too noticeable not to

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sundance201 · 3 years

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I....wrote a Sherlolly story?

Title: Home for the Holidays

Rating: K+

Summary: Despite loving her family very much, Molly is not looking forward to being at home for the holidays and enduring the jabs at her once again single status. But when Sherlock shows up as her “boyfriend,” the holidays start looking up.

Read it here on ao3

#sherlolly #2020 12 days of sherlolly #bbc sherlock #Sherlock x Molly #fanfic #my precious baby darlings who love each other

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mizjoely · 7 years

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Been offline most of the day and night and am heading to bed but I have a favor to ask: if anyone posted any stories here on tumblr, could you message me the links so I can get them added to the lists after I read them? Appreciate it!

#sherlolly #mizjoely is too pooped out #to scroll through her dash for the past 12 hours #and is off to bed after a very long day #good night my lovelies!

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darnedchild · 6 years

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12 Days of Sherlolly - Stretching Before Dinner

(Belated) Day Eight – (“Yoga” submitted by Anonymous)

Stretching Before Dinner

“Hello? I just-What the hell, Sherlock?” John covered his eyes with one hand and groped his way toward the yellow chair in the corner with the other. Once he was seated, he peeked through his fingers.

Molly peered around Sherlock’s thigh, her hands still firmly planted on the ground and her bum up in the air. “Hi, John!”

Sherlock had been in a similar position when John arrived, but now he was standing and glaring.

“Are we playing Twister?” John lowered his hand so Sherlock could fully appreciate his smirk.

“Yoga,” Sherlock bit out.

Molly gracefully rolled to her feet. “I told Sherlock my New Year’s resolution was to stop skiving off on my yoga, and he volunteered to help keep me honest.” She wiped the sweat off her forehead with a grimace. “I need some water.”

Sherlock waited until she was in the kitchen to turn on John. “Leave.”

“No chance. I want to see this.”

“I’m going to ask her to have dinner with me,” Sherlock hissed. “Dinner dinner.”

John blinked. That was unexpected. “Pardon?”

“He means sex,” Molly cheerfully translated.

Both men turned to stare at her.

“Seriously, get out.” Sherlock abandoned John without a backward glance.

#12 days of sherlolly #sherlolly #200 word drabble

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miz-joelys-sherlollilists · 3 years

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Latest & Greatest Sherlollbrary Additions, mizjoely "Christmas in July" edition, 08/03/21

Christmas in July 2021 (Collection) by mizjoely AO3 2021

Day 1: Christmas Tree (Rated K, One-Shot) Post TFP, Christmas, Established Sherlolly, Godparents AO3 2021

Day 2: Carols (A Christmas Carol Xover) (Rated K+, One-Shot) Victorian (TAB Inspired), Adapt/Crossover, Christmas AO3 2021

Day 3: Mall Santa (Rated T, One-Shot) Christmas, Undercover AO3 2021

Day 4: Wishlist (Rated K+, One-Shot) Post TFP, Christmas AO3 2021

Day 5: Santa's Naughty List (Rated M, One-Shot) Christmas, Dom/Sub!lock AO3 2021

Day 6: Reindeer (Rated T, One-Shot) Christmas AO3 2021

Day 7: Eggnog (Rated K, One-Shot) Christmas AO3 2021

Day 8: Christmas Rose (Rated T, One-Shot) Christmas, Wedlock, Vamplock AO3 2021

Day 9: Christmas Cactus (Rated T, One-Shot) Toby!fic, Christmas, Established Sherlolly AO3 2021

Day 10: Angels (Rated K+, One-Shot) Post TFP, Christmas AO3 2021

Day 11: Hallmark Movies (Rated T, One-Shot) Different Job, Christmas, Sherlolly & Bees AO3 2021

Day 12: Office Holiday Party (Rated T, One-Shot) Christmas (ASiB), S2: You Do Count AO3 2021

Day 13: Secret Santa (Rated K+, One-Shot) Christmas, Casefic, Matchmaking AO3 2021

Day 14: Christmas Cookies (Rated K+, One-Shot) Sherlolly & Baking, Christmas, Post TFP, Sweets for the Sweet AO3 2021

Day 15: Gingerbread Men (Gingerbread series) by mizjoely (Rated T, One-Shot) Post TFP, Christmas, Hurt/Comfort, Kidnapped! AO3 2021

Day 16: Gingerbread House (Gingerbread series) by mizjoely (Rated T, One-Shot) Post TFP, New Years, Hurt/Comfort, Sherlolly v. Moran, BAMF!Molly AO3 2021

Day 17: Gift by mizjoely (Rated K, One-Shot) Christmas AO3 2021

Day 18: Icicles (Icicles and Snowballs series) by mizjoely (Rated M, One-Shot) PWP, Christmas AO3 2021

Day 19: Snowballs (Icicles and Snowballs series) by mizjoely (Rated M, One-Shot) PWP, Christmas AO3 2021

Day 20: Snowman (Rated T, One-Shot) Christmas, On Holiday AO3 2021

Day 21: Falling Snow (Rated K+, One-Shot) Christmas, Post Reichenbach, Hurt/Comfort AO3 2021

Day 22: Cake (Rated K, One-Shot) Post TFP, Christmas, Sweets for the Sweet AO3 2021

#sherlolly #latest and greatest sherlollilist additions #go shoo read!

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holidaysat221b · 2 years

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Let’s turn back the clock to Winter 2017

If you’re in the mood for some older Sherlolly Winter fun, look no further.

To help get you in the Winter/Christmas spirit, here are all the submissions we received during the 2017 12 Days of Sherlolly. Please give them another look, leave a comment or a kudo (or both!), and show a little love to the creators who took the time to participate in 2017.

Aftermath: The Christmas Album - Written by @geekmama Side A: 1. I’ll Be Home For Christmas, 2. The Holly and the Ivy, 3. O Tannenbaum, 4. The Gloucestershire Wassail, 5. It Must Have Been The Mistletoe, 6. Deck the Halls

Side B: 1. The Boar’s Head Carol, 2. Caroling, Caroling, 3. There Is No Rose of Such Virtue, 4. We Three Kings of Orient Are, 5. The Twelve Days of Christmas, 6. Welcome Christmas (On Ao3, Complete in 2 parts, Rated T)

Baby, Please Come Home - Written by @simplyshelbs16xoxo The first Christmas since Sherlock’s fall comes around and Molly can’t help but think about him during that time. A surprise delivered by Mycroft has her rethink the meaning behind her and Sherlock’s parting. (On Ao3, Complete, Rated T)

Can’t Catch Me - Written by @darnedchild A 200 word drabble written for Day Eleven – (“Cookies/Biscuits" submitted by Anonymous) (On Ao3, Complete (part of a set of 12), Rated T)

Chorus Elf Number Four - Written by @darnedchild A 200 word drabble written for Day Five – (“Elf”– submitted by @limajoro) (On Ao3, Complete (part of a set of 12), Rated T)

The Christmas Ball - Written by flimflam99 Molly is getting ready for Bart’s Christmas Dinner and Dance Ball. (On Ao3, Complete, Rated T)

Christmases When You Were Mine - Written by @simplyshelbs16xoxo Having grown up together as best friends, Sherlock and Molly’s families had always spent Christmases together. But this year, after having been together since they were 16, they’re apart due to Sherlock’s fears and their breakup from 2 months prior. Will things ever be okay again? (On Ao3, Complete, Rated T)

Christmas Lights - Written by @simplyshelbs16xoxo A different take on Christmas night in ASiB. Inspired by Coldplay’s Christmas Lights. (On Ao3, Complete, Rated T)

Christmas Magic - Written by flimflam99 Molly feels guilty about making Sherlock say “I Love You” and Sherlock thinks Molly hates him. Their friendship is in tatters but can the magic of Christmas pull them both back together? (On Ao3, Complete, Rated T)

Christmas Waltz - Written by @simplyshelbs16xoxo Sherlock and Molly share a sweet domestic evening together. (On Ao3, Complete, Rated T)

Cinnamon Tea - Written by @darnedchild A 200 word drabble written for Day Nine – (“Cinnamon” submitted by @saffysmom) (On Ao3, Complete (part of a set of 12), Rated T)

Day One of 12 Days of Sherlolly 2017 - Created by @mel-loves-all A beautiful gif of Sherlock and Molly. (On Tumblr)

Day Two of 12 Days of Sherlolly 2017 - Created by @mel-loves-all A beautiful edit of Sherlock and Molly. (On Tumblr)

Day Three of 12 Days of Sherlolly 2017 - Created by @mel-loves-all A beautiful edit of Sherlock and Molly. (On Tumblr)

Day Four of 12 Days of Sherlolly 2017 - Created by @mel-loves-all A beautiful edit of Sherlock and Molly. (On Tumblr)

Death By Poinsettia? - Written by @darnedchild A 200 word drabble written for Day Three – (“Poinsettia” submitted by @heathera9) (On Ao3, Complete (part of a set of 12), Rated T)

Facing a Ghost - Written by @darnedchild A 200 word drabble written for Day Ten – (“Photographs” submitted by Anonymous) (On Ao3, Complete (part of a set of 12), Rated T)

Happy Birthday, Sherlock Holmes - Written by @darnedchild A 200 word drabble written for Day Twelve – (“Staircase” submitted by @rewil) (On Ao3, Complete (part of a set of 12), Rated T)

Happy Holidays to Everybody! - Created by @eastwindiscomming Little Sherlolly-Christmassy thing for you! (On Tumblr)

Happy New Year 2018 to everybody!!! - Created by @eastwindiscomming (On Tumblr)

Help a Girl Out? - Written by @darnedchild A 200 word drabble written for Day Four – (“Out/Help/Girl” submitted by @mizjoely) (On Ao3, Complete (part of a set of 12), Rated T)

Her Lips, Her Mouth - Written by @darnedchild A 200 word drabble written for Day Six – (“Lipstick” submitted by Anonymous) (On Ao3, Complete (part of a set of 12), Rated T)

Holmes for the Holidays - Written by @simplyshelbs16xoxo After the phone call, it’s Sherlock and Molly’s first Christmas together as a couple. After inviting her to Sussex for Christmas with his parents, Sherlock is surprised when Molly refuses him. Will a bit of Christmas magic be enough to mend their relationship? (On Ao3, Multi-chapter, Complete in 6 parts, Rated T)

Hope you all have had a great Christmas this year! - Created by @eastwindiscomming (On Tumblr)

I Saw Aunt Molly Kissing Santa Claus - Written by @darnedchild A 200 word drabble written for Day Two – (“Mistletoe” submitted by Anonymous) (On Ao3, Complete (part of a set of 12), Rated T)

Last Sherlolly edit this year! - Created by @eastwindiscomming (On Tumblr)

Love Molly xxx - Written by @darnedchild A 200 word drabble written for Day One – (“Presents” submitted by @whclocked) (On Ao3, Complete (part of a set of 12), Rated T)

Merry Christmas From 221B - Created by @simplyshelbs16xoxo A holiday mix inspired by the Christmases on Sherlock (On Tumblr and 8track radio)

A New Year - Written by @darnedchild A 200 word drabble written for Day Seven – (“Fireworks” submitted by Anonymous) (On Ao3, Complete (part of a set of 12), Rated T)

New Year’s Day - Written by @simplyshelbs16xoxo A look inside two consecutive New Year’s Days of our consulting detective and pathologist. Based off of Taylor Swift’s song ‘New Year’s Day.‘ (On Ao3, Complete, Rated T)

One More Sleep - Written by @simplyshelbs16xoxo After the fall, Sherlock had revealed to Molly how he felt about her. He calls her to let her know he’ll be home by Christmas and Molly becomes restless waiting five more days. (On Ao3, Complete, Rated T)

On This Winter’s Night - Written by @simplyshelbs16xoxo Christmas Eve, a year after Sherlock’s fall, Molly finds herself on the rooftop of Bart’s only to end up sharing her night with Sherlock. Conversation and revelations lead to a happy 3 year time jump. (On Ao3, Complete, Rated T)

The Pointy-Eared Pathologist - Written by Phoebe_Snow (@greenfleeze) Sherlock never expected to discover that Molly Hooper was an elf, but perhaps he wasn’t as observant as he thought… (On Ao3, Complete, Rated T)

Strange, Isn’t It? - Written by @simplyshelbs16xoxo The same night of the Sherrinford incident, Sherlock convinces himself that everyone’s lives would be better off had he not been born. Mary, now a guardian angel, makes him see the error of his thoughts. Post-TFP. Based on the concept of the movie It’s a Wonderful Life. (On Ao3, Multi-chapter, Complete in 7 parts, Rated T)

Stretching Before Dinner - Written by @darnedchild A 200 word drabble written for Day Eight – (“Yoga” submitted by Anonymous) (On Ao3, Complete (part of a set of 12), Rated T)

Symbolism of a Bow - Written by @lilsherlockian1975 Molly’s been observing Sherlock for months; she’s very worried about him. Something’s off, something’s wrong. Christmas is no time to be sad, so she decides to intervene. When she finally finds out exactly what’s going, she is more than a little surprised. (On Ao3, Complete, Rated T)

Then when you’re quite dressed - Written by @forthegenuine “Sorry, Sherlock gave you those earrings?” Mary asked again, though it did not appear to be because she did not hear Molly the first time. A delighted smile seemed to creep more visibly on her face. Written for 12 Days of Sherlolly 2017. (On Ao3, Complete, Rated T)

Twinkling Lights - Written by @simplyshelbs16xoxo Part of the author’s First Kisses Series, AU of the first Christmas kiss. (On Ao3, Complete, Rated T)

When the Ball Drops - Written by @simplyshelbs16xoxo Months after the events of TFP, Sherlock asks Molly to accompany him on a case in New York. Unbeknownst to Molly, it is a case of the heart. (On Ao3, Multi-chapter, Complete in 3 parts, Rated T)

Winter Dream - Written by @simplyshelbs16xoxo Sherlock and Molly spend their first winter together as a couple. Based off of Kelly Clarkson’s Winter Dreams. (On Ao3, Complete, Rated T)

Wrapped In Red - Written by LadySolitaire83 (@ladysolitaire) Molly and Sherlock’s ‘quality time’ on Christmas Day is interrupted when she is called into work to autopsy a body. Meanwhile, he takes the case and investigates the murder. Will he solve the murder in time to give her an extra Christmas present? (On Ao3, Complete, Rated E)

Wrapped In Red - Written by @simplyshelbs16xoxo How did Molly end up at 221B that night? What if Sherlock’s phone didn’t go off until a few minutes later at the Christmas party? (On Ao3, Complete, Rated T)

The beautiful 12 Days of Sherlolly graphic was created by @mel-loves-all

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