A retelling of Final Fantasy XII without Vaan. This is a rewrite of a novelization I finished years ago, so expect several other creative liberties as well.

John comes home find a broken plate, a baby and a very, very stubborn Sherlock. It can only go up from here, right?

Original Oneshot, now being continued. Sherlock asks John to forgive him in the tube carriage. What follows surprises them both. Alternative ending to The Empty Hearse. Johnlock. (Updated Summary)

Sherlock's dead and, no matter how he tries, John can't cope with the loss. He thus decides for the worst and Sherlock comes back to save his friend, but things aren't that simple anymore, or are they? Eventually Johnlock. I suck at summaries, really.

With brotherly neglect, and rejection at school, Sherlock could not be lonelier. But one trip to the park, a notepad and pencil, he may have found his new muse. Even if that new muse wears ridiculously cute sweaters.

John Watson is left alone in the flat by Sherlock, leaving him time to do some cleaning. Little he knows that cleaning may lead to interesting discoveries of which Sherlock won't be in the least amused. Johnlock. I don't know where it leads. It's my first attempt. It's rated M because I'm paranoid.

John tries the violin, and frankly, he's horrible at it. But with Sherlock's guidance, he can improve. Another Johnlock fluff oneshot, just because of an amazing picture I found and because I love fluff and because I can. Review!

Just a little short fiction about Sherlock badly injured and John having to perform mouth-to mouth. Sherlock considers it his first kiss. John does his best to save Sherlock. Very fluffy. Cuteness ensues. Angst.