A short fic for Sherlolly Appreciation Week 2016 - Day Seven (Non-Canon / Head Canons - Free Choice). (Warnings for mentions of drug abuse, addiction, and recovery. Friendship and Angst ahead. Spoilers for the Special.)

Life is awful sometimes, but I can always find a silver lining when I'm home with you. [livejournal 10 hurt comfort challenge for Sherlock & John. No slash, just lots of fluff and h/c.]

Un criminel/consultant qui revient peut-être d'Outre-tombe, une histoire abracadabrante de Ligue des Rouquins et un frère disparu depuis trente ans qui décide qu'il est temps d'en finir, il n'en faut pas plus pour plonger Sherlock Holmes dans l'abîme de ses souvenirs d'enfance. ( Résumé complet à l'intérieur) ( post 3x3) ( suite de "Les Trois Holmes", mais peut être lu séparément)

Sherlolly Appreciation Week Day 7: Free choice. Molly is the first one who sees Sherlock alive after he comes back from dismantling Moriarty's network.

John finally sees the scars from what Sherlock endured in the years he was away. But when he finds some more recent injuries... Set sometime after the fire scene in The Empty Hearse. Rated for mentions of torture.

A short oneshot for Sherolly appreciation week. Post His Last Vow

This is a completely serious conversation between Sherlock and John after John notices something strange about Sherlock's nails. (Just kidding... This is actually a crack fic...)

A collection of drabbles and one-shots based off of scenes from Sherlock. Altered to "confirm" Johnlock. Prompts accepted.

After the Fall, Sherlock starts only speaking Spanish, because it's the language he speaks when he's sad. It's also because he misses John, and knows far too many ways to say it. However, he knows a lot of ways to say 'I love you' as well.

Molly Hooper is the harbinger of everyone's death but her own.

Greg es un Alfa. Mycroft, un Omega autosuficiente. Una chispa entre ambos y el orgullo predispuesto, harán que los dos se remplanteen su destino. AU, Omega!verse.

A short fic for Sherlolly Appreciation Week 2016 - Day Six (Canon Compliant-ish - What happened during the two years Sherlock was dead).

Sherlock is brooding in his hideout: Molly's Hooper's flat. Is it time for a change of heart?

Sherlock regarde John et Mary danser, et se dit que tout est pour le mieux ; après tout, un possible futur entre John et lui se serait forcément mal terminé, n'est-ce pas ? Sherlock n'aurait jamais pu donner à John ce qu'il veut.

Este fanfic participa en el Rally "The game is on!" del foro I am sherlocked, para el equipo Criminal Husbands. AU. Teen!lock. Irene esta celosa e intentara separar a un par de tontos.

Mycroft Holmes sits at the epicentre of the British Government, the man at the secret heart of power whose quest is to defeat all that dare threaten his self-appointed national responsibility. He has held the role of secret defender for a very long time; as a Chief of Boudica's armies, as spy to the courts of medieval Europe and éminence grise in WWII. Warrior, protector, vampire.

"It was common knowledge among anybody with any standing in society that Miss Mary Morstan and Miss Molly Hooper were among the most sought-after women in England." Regency period, with Sherlolly and John/Mary. I love reviews!

The young Sherlock Holmes has disappeared. His brother Mycroft goes to his dorm to find clues about his whereabouts, and finds Sherlock's diary. It contains letters by Sherlock, to Mycroft. Will this notebook help Mycroft find his drugs-(ab)using brother?

Day 6 of Sherlolly Appreciation Week: Exile (AU). Molly visits Sherlock one last time before he leaves.

After the pool, Jim runs face to face into some blue scrub brushes.

Sherlock y John planean jugar a los piratas los días que pasarían en la casa de campo del primero, lo que no estaba planeado era el apoderarse de un botín, este fanfic participa en el rally "The game is on!" del foro "I am Sherlocked", para el equipo "El sabueso de Baskerville". Pecado: Gula.

Fantastic Four!fusion AU. Sherlock is brought back from Planet Zero. Dark!lock. Not related to TRF or Moriarty.

In the aftermath of a series of worldshaking, brutal murders, trust becomes one of the most valuable commodities. But sentiment is an odd thing: You never know who the real enemy is.

Siempre se arrepentiría de haber sido tan estúpido de joven, por simple envidia, se había hartado de decirle de todo a ese pelirrojo con leve sobrepeso, que desde siempre le atrajo. No supo en que momento dejo de envidiar a Mycorft por las ropas caras que traía puestas y empezó a envidiar esas ropas por llevarlo puesto a él.

"Sherlock gave another faint moan and shifted ever so slightly, his brow furrowed, and before Mycroft knew it, his right hand had somehow found its way to Sherlock's forehead, smoothing away his brother's clammy curls." – or: in which Sherlock is poisoned, and Mycroft is there.