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221b_recsTitle: John Watson's Twelve Days of Christmas
Author:
earlgreytea68
Pairing: John/Sherlock
Length: 53,464 words
Rating: Mature
Warnings: None
Verse: Sherlock BBC
Author's summary: It's the holiday season. John Watson needs money. Sherlock Holmes needs something else. Here in America, we have these terrible holiday movies that play pretty much constantly through December. They are all startlingly simple and straightforward--quirky girl and quirky boy meet under quirky circumstances, fall in love, and discover the True Meaning of Christmas--and they are all filled with a tremendous amount of Christmas tropes, like holly and mistletoe and cute little children and even cuter pets. I was watching one a few weeks ago and thought, Wouldn't it be fun to write a terrible holiday film starring John and Sherlock?
Reccer's comments: Instant favorite! This is a complete AU, the premise being that Sherlock, having just met John, hires him to play his boyfriend for two weeks in order to fool his mother so that she won't set him up with anyone. Obviously, things do not go according to plan. Or maybe they do? What starts out as a self-proclaimed trope-fest turns out to be something completely charming and heartwarming, with romantic moments in front of the hearth fire, kissing under the mistletoe, holding hands while ice-skating, and a rollicking snowball fight. And lest we forget this is Sherlock, there is also a whirlwind chase after an embezzling Santa Claus, a decapitated snowman, cherubs dripping blood and gore, and Moriarty being creepy and slimy.
I loved the banter, with John and Sherlock finding an immediate rapport and John dealing with pretty much everything that gets thrown at him with practical equanimity, as in this excerpt where he is introduced to Sherlock's family:
There's fluff and pining and a teensy bit of angst and loads and loads of feels. A very fun way to spend an afternoon.
Author:
Pairing: John/Sherlock
Length: 53,464 words
Rating: Mature
Warnings: None
Verse: Sherlock BBC
Author's summary: It's the holiday season. John Watson needs money. Sherlock Holmes needs something else. Here in America, we have these terrible holiday movies that play pretty much constantly through December. They are all startlingly simple and straightforward--quirky girl and quirky boy meet under quirky circumstances, fall in love, and discover the True Meaning of Christmas--and they are all filled with a tremendous amount of Christmas tropes, like holly and mistletoe and cute little children and even cuter pets. I was watching one a few weeks ago and thought, Wouldn't it be fun to write a terrible holiday film starring John and Sherlock?
Reccer's comments: Instant favorite! This is a complete AU, the premise being that Sherlock, having just met John, hires him to play his boyfriend for two weeks in order to fool his mother so that she won't set him up with anyone. Obviously, things do not go according to plan. Or maybe they do? What starts out as a self-proclaimed trope-fest turns out to be something completely charming and heartwarming, with romantic moments in front of the hearth fire, kissing under the mistletoe, holding hands while ice-skating, and a rollicking snowball fight. And lest we forget this is Sherlock, there is also a whirlwind chase after an embezzling Santa Claus, a decapitated snowman, cherubs dripping blood and gore, and Moriarty being creepy and slimy.
I loved the banter, with John and Sherlock finding an immediate rapport and John dealing with pretty much everything that gets thrown at him with practical equanimity, as in this excerpt where he is introduced to Sherlock's family:
“Hello, Mrs. Holmes,” John said, deciding to play his role as well as he could, since he was being well-compensated for it. “Merry Christmas. Thank you so much for having me to stay.”
Mrs. Holmes blinked at him, astonished.
“And this is my brother, Mycroft,” said Sherlock, nudging John a bit in the direction of the man by the fireplace.
A brother, thought John. It would have been nice to have some forewarning about that. “Pleased to meet you,” John said, shaking Mycroft’s hand. “Sherlock’s told me so much about you.”
“No, I haven’t,” interjected Sherlock. “John’s just being polite. I haven’t mentioned you at all.”
“It’s true,” agreed John. “He actually hasn’t.”
Sherlock’s brother, much like Sherlock’s mother, just stared.
There's fluff and pining and a teensy bit of angst and loads and loads of feels. A very fun way to spend an afternoon.
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