So  yeah, a certain couple of you guys made me want to write sharkstiel porn, so here you go:

New Year’s Eve – Jack wants Sam and Castiel inside him to ring in the new year.

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hey hadn’t made it to midnight. Of course, that was bound to happen when the drinking started sometime in the late afternoon and had quickly graduated from beer to harder things. Also watching Jack Harkness try to drink Castiel under the table was enough to end up with Dean passed out in a chair in the corner, bottle still held loosely in his hand while Sam perched in Jack’s lap kissing him sloppily.

Sam came up for air to tug at Castiel’s hand. “He’ll be fine. Why don’t you come over here,” he giggled a bit and grabbed at his ass.

Jack nibbled at Sam’s neck. “I know something we could do.”

Sam grinned. “Whatever it is, Jack, I bet it’s filthy.”

“You twenty-first century humans,” smiling ruined the effect as Jack rolled his eyes. He deposited Sam on the floor and wrapped his arms around Castiel’s waist. “I want both you and Sam inside of me.”

Castiel looked at him and frowned.  "Sam is statistically larger than average. I am uncertain this is wise.“

Jack gave him a grin. "Believe me angel-baby, I’m quite capable of taking both of you.”

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So I wrote a small handful of Christmas PWP fics for your enjoyment, pretty much just pick your pairing:

Christmas Leaves it’s Mark – johnlock

A Mug and Cufflinks – Mystrade

A Gift – wincest

Always a Pleasure – Sam Winchester/Jack Harkness

Christmas Eve 1945 – Castiel/Jack Harkness

There’s also a happy, bit cracky superwholock Christmas party fic you can find over here.

Looking at this i guess the one thing I didn’t write was a janto fic, we’ll see if that happens.

I wrote a christmas smut Superwood fic for Jazzforthecaptain. Jack/Castiel:

Christmas Eve 1945 – Jack’s spending Christmas Eve alone, until Castiel comes to him.

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Sometimes Jack lost track of how many times he’d been alive in 1945. This time he was in a bar somewhere in northern Maine. It was one place he was fairly certain he wouldn’t run into himself. The bar was quiet, some Christmas music playing low on the radio. The tree in the corner couldn’t quite cover the smell of loneliness and beer.

The door opened, letting in an icy blast of air that made the handful of patrons curl tighter around their drinks. Only the most desperate would be here on Christmas Eve, after all.

A warm, but familiar hand landed on Jack’s shoulder. He hardly dared hope as he turned around and looked into deep blue eyes. “Cas,” he breathed. Before he could even think, he was pulling the angel in for a kiss, warm tongue pressing past cool lips, hands full of cold trenchcoat.

Someone coughed. There was a rush of wind and when Jack came up for air he found they were in a cozy cabin. He chuckled. “I suppose there are some advantages to being an angel.”

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The Tiny Detective

mylittlecornerofsherlock:

Prompt: Santa Claus costume with extra stuffing

Hamish squealed with joy when Santa Claus came “Ho-Ho-Ho”ing through the door of the flat.  His blue eyes lit up even brighter than normal and he actually jumped up and down in his excitement.  John beamed, happy that their son was so entranced.  But he could practically feel Sherlock’s scowl from behind him.  He was glad Hamish couldn’t see his father’s face in that moment.

John pulled Sherlock aside.  “As my gift this year, you promised to let him have this one year.  To see how he would react.  He’s enjoying himself.  He’s happy.  Please just let us have one year of Christmas ‘magic’ as a family.” Sherlock rolled his eyes, but kissed the top of John’s head in acknowledgement.  John smiled and Sherlock put on his ‘happy face’.

Hamish was busy telling Santa all about blocks he knew Father had gotten him.  “And they have all the elements from the Periodic Table on them.”  He was very precocious for a four year old.  “Papa says they’re to build with, but Father says they’re for learning.  Can’t they be for both?”  Hamish looked at Santa with hopeful eyes.  

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