Here in no particular order: Little truths and tiny facts John and Sherlock have learned about one another over the years. All chapters stand alone. Humor/Slash

AU. Sherlock Holmes is an Oscar winning actor in a career slump, John Watson is an Everyman actor trapped in date movies. When they are cast as a gay couple in a new film, will they surprise each other? Will their on-screen romance become reality?

There's a first time for every thing, for every little thing. Here are short tales about the first time Sherlock and John had sex in public; the first time Mycroft kissed Greg; the first time the boys shopped for patent-black stilettos...and so much more.

From a prompt: Sherlock dies at the pool and is reincarnated as a black cat with blue eyes. Molly Hooper, of all people, adopts reincarnated!Cat!Sherlock. Sherlock is not exactly pleased with this development.

John gets home after a very nasty day and finds Sherlock particularly moody. After almost a week without decent sleep, John starts to question himself about some weird, lusty feelings towards the world's only Consulting Detective.

John and Sherlock go abroad for a case. Sherlock Decides to hack into John's facebook page. What he finds prompts him to do something that will change his relationship with John for the foreseeable future. Will be multi-chaptered. Chapter 13 up!

You don't need a McMillan Tac-50 with telescopic sight to take John Watson out. All you'll require to dispatch Dr. Watson quickly, cleanly and easy peasy is this: One riding crop plus patent-black stilettos plus a lisp and Sherlock Holmes.

Sherlock brings home a hedgehog. Gratuitous, unashamed fluff.

In which Sherlock has a teddy bear, and John has confusion. In spades. John/Sherlock, pre-slash and slash, collection of one-shots, some cursing. Fluff, fluff, and more fluff. It's teddy bears. Did you expect anything else?

Halloween fluff. Kid!fic for half of it. I know it's late, but it is what it is! Enjoy! S/J FLUFF

Sherlock is diagnosed with a terminal illness. Warning: angst like whoa.

John is struck with a memory from his teenage years. / / "You drew this," John grins, pointing to the little drawing on the paper. "You gave it to me when you were five. I babysat you."

John knows he has an unusual relationship with his flatmate. He knows their friendship is complicated. And yes, he knows everyone assumes he's in a relationship with Sherlock Holmes. But he's not. Obviously. It's not like that. John would know. Right?