A very very short Sherlock Ficlet wherein Mycroft tells his mum about Eurus to depressing results. I may add more if I get good reviews. PLEASE READ AND REVIEW.

The same night of the Sherrinford incident, Sherlock convinces himself that everyone's lives would be better off had he not been born. Mary, now a guardian angel, makes him see the error of his thoughts. Post-TFP. Based on the concept of the movie It's a Wonderful Life. Trigger Warning: Suicidal Thoughts (though, if you've seen the movie, you know that already).

John no era gay. Tampoco era bisexual, como muchos creían.

A collection of ficlets and drabbles centered around Christmas time at 221B.

221B Baker St is restored to its former glory, clients are once again welcome, and nothing in Sherlock and John's detective work seems to have changed – or has it? As they start tracking down a ruthless crime syndicate, they're in for a rude awakening. - A post-season 4 extra episode, inspired by the end of "The Final Problem". Casefic, Drama and Parentlock. Gen, no pairings.

Lestrade finds a bit of peace in the Baker Street flat.

In which Thalia can't sleep, so her fathers tell her the story of how they fell in love, saved the world, and brought a mummy back to life. Not exactly in that order. [Mummy 1999 AU]

Sherlock stared at the gravestone like it was offending him, as snow fell around him. Sherlock normally looked so put together but he was barely able to hold himself up right now. (Hope this summary draws you in. One-Shot. Hope you enjoy the feels!))

Sherlock has finaly met his match a New character is looking for help but also is distroying sherlock’s mental and physical state in the quest of proving her innocence.

Sherlock has finaly met his match, a new client has turned up to Bakerstreet in the middle of the night, will helping prove his client innocent tear him apart?

What if there was a mistery surrounding the lovable pathologist that the detective consultant has in high consideration?

John and Sherlock both begin to suspect that something deeper than friendship connects them. But when Sherlock fakes his own suicide and then comes back, things aren't the same. Is it too late? Or do the Baker Street boys still have a chance at love? Some Language. A ton of feels.

Mycroft hated group assignments and partner work more than anything. Either there were too many people in a friend group and one or two of them would be come to him begrudgingly or someone would decide that they could get an easy high grade by letting Mycroft do the work. They had decided on their own and were sending forth their sacrifice. It was the new girl. Mythea one shot.

sherlolly . wholock , the friendship between the eleventh doctor and Clara

Drabble où le plot twist est amusant, même si John ne sais pas quoi en penser - Johnlock

John's depressed. Sherlock's bewildered. Molly's stressed and Mrs Hudson is none the wiser. When Rosie becomes sick and someone close announces life-changing news, Sherlock finds himself wanting to bond with the child and... save all that are necessary to him.

Sherlock Holmes has known Molly Hooper a lot longer than she's known him. An auto accident makes him question his choices and the secrets he's been keeping for nearly 25 years. Work is complete in 11 chapters (unless I add more). *complete*

One shot. Sherlock has a small meltdown during a hunt for a suspect. John, as aways, is amazing and looks after him. Friendship and bromance. No slash but slash goggles may be worn for the shippers out there.

Sherlolly , bittersweet angst , little bit sad

Molly Holmes wants to re-create her first Christmas with Sherlock and replace it with a better memory. One-shot that ties into my multi-chapter story, "A Journey to Love and Faith." Sherlolly.

When Mrs. Hudson's granddaught flies to London for the Hollidays she ends up stirring up 221B with her loud mouthed American ways. Sherlock detests her but is grudginly impressed by her from time to time.

Sherlolly , small scene

Short drabble

Sherlock / Harcèlement scolaire / TW : Automutilation

Sherlock would always be haunted by memories of one particular case. The first body, its once-so-familiar features blurred by the passing of time and death, moved him more than he would ever have expected. But the worst was the skeleton he uncovered later, bits of hair and clothes still clinging to it—which had no effect on him whatever, until he looked up and saw John's face.