A collection of post-Zurich drabbles. There shall be spoilers for tea.
"You come with decorations. Like a little Christmas tree."
Let it be Christmas. Every day.
"Rumours has it that the Lost Boy is growing up fast," Greg grinned back at him. "Let's hope it's for the best this time." - A companion piece to A Very Merry Christmas (And A Happy New Year).
The reply took a bit longer than before. 'I think he's not, not this time. Good luck with him, Molls.' - A companion piece to Another Year Over (And A New One Just Begun) and The Near And The Dear One (The Old And The Young).
"I'm fine, Martin," he repeated for what felt the hundredth time.
Deck the halls with Martin's brolly / Fa-la-la-la-laa la-la-la-laa.
Let nothing you dismay. - Spoilers for season 3.
"Ask me? You don't have to 'ask' me, John; I thought that was clear enough." "Of course we have to. That's how relationships work, remember?" - Future fic. Aromantic asexual Sherlock in a committed queerplatonic relationship with John and Mary.
'None of his business, Andy', he quickly texted back. 'He can talk.' - A sequel to The Near And The Dear One (The Old And The Young).
Lestrade hadn't been Sherlock's first, though very few people knew about it.
Oh keep the Dog far hence, that's friend to men, / Or with his nails he'll dig it up again! (T. S. Eliot) - A drabble. Episode tag to 2x02. Contains minor spoilers for series 3.
She dozes off soon after, dreams of beehives and white cliffs and a dark-haired child playing along the shore. And in her sleep she smiles, though she doesn't know why.
The smoke swirls up and then it dies. - A drabble. Episode tag to 3x01. For the Aromantic Awareness Week Fandom Challenge.
...there's more room in a broken heart. - AU to season 3.
"Stupid fairy tales," he murmurs, and he hears an amused chuckle coming from somewhere over his shoulder. - A double drabble.
The hell of the living is not something that will be: if there is one, it is what is already here, the hell where we live every day, that we form by being together. - Set at some point between 6x08 and 6x09. For ruuger.
...but my heart's right there.
"Hang on," she murmured at length, mirth apparent all over her face. "I know who you are."
...and the world will smile with you. - A collection of drabbles.