A new innovation in genetics has far reaching consequences for John Watson.

How Anthea came to work for Mycroft: at the beginning it was unexpected and entirely weird, but by the end she realized that every bit of it was absolutely essential. ** First posted May 2012 for the Rare Women fic exchange.

Normal used to be a lack of sleep, bodies in the kitchen, and all the trappings that come with the insanity of genius. What is normal now that Sherlock is dead? Primarily a John/Sherlock story, although they'll be taking a winding road to each other. Post-Reichenbach.

Some memories don't fade with time. Drabble, written in poetry form.

When John refuses to do anything about his mustache, Sherlock takes matters into his own hands. John/Mary. Set in an AU season 3.

Boredom has taken hold of Sherlock. Thankfully, he finds something interesting to think about. Second of my Christmas presents.

Quantum physics at its worst... oh, and, an alligator

Jedno z moich pierwszych fan-fiction o Sherlocku, stworzone dla Prompt-Meme-PL na .

Roads and traffic jams were conspiring to keep Sherlock from his quarry. A 221B to celebrate the birthday of the wonderfully talented Ennui Enigma. Rated T because I'm paranoid.

Short oneshot of a possibility, angsty.

Las navidades con sus padres son mucho más llevaderas cuando las hacen fuera del país, aunque eso no quiere decir que Mycroft y Sherlock no puedan dedicarse el uno al otro. Aviso: HOLMESCEST.

The art of giving Christmas presents.

Mrs. Hudson is attacked. Sherlock is a suspect. As he sits in the cell, paralyzed with fear and regret, he remembers how Mrs. Hudson helped him through the horrors of his childhood. As he struggles through the agony of her injuries, Sherlock must reconcile a past that he couldn't have survived without the landlady who was more of a mother than his own.

Sherlock is happy and there has not been a murder in London.. John is worried and starts to investigate. This is a short one timer. How would John react if Sherlock started to smile every single day? Sherlock has started to get a crush on Molly, thats why..

A short story written in purely dialogue and text messages. The normal font is Sherlock, the block font is John and the curly font is Mrs. Hudson.

John returns home from work one day. And Sherlock is being a bit peculiar. Johnlock at the end.

Inspired by LordofCamels. You set your ipod on shuffle and whatever song comes up, you have to write a short fanfiction inspired by it. And you can only write during the length of the song. It's pretty fun, but pretty hard, too! All my little fanfictions are Sherlock-related today.

Sherlock, from the English for fair-haired

In the aftermath of helping Sherlock, Molly is faced with a life very different from what she was use to.

Sherlock and John have a huge fight and the ending results may change their friendship, forever.

"Not this, again, Sherlock. There is no John Watson. There never has been. You invented him." "Leave me alone." "Sherlock, you are alone." "No. I'm not." A ficlet inspired by a tumblr post. It will be expanded upon in the future.

"The Man No One Liked" universe. The year is 1950, Sherlock and John have retired to Surrey where Sherlock keeps bees, but all stories end, and all hearts are broken. (Warning: Major character death)

"Mycroft Holmes has never been one for dwelling on memories." Sherlock's and Mycroft's relationship over the years, as portrayed through some old photographs.

Okay, yes I am fully aware of the fact that John and Sherlock were fighting at this time. But one can dream right? Essentially, this fanfic depicts a moment John and Sherlock shared after Sherlock saw the hound in the moor.

Traumatised by Sherlock's death, John is unsure if he'll ever be able to carry on in life. He never got to tell Sherlock that one sentence that has been racing around his head for too long, and now he'll never be able to. But when John runs into a man who claims to have been in Afghanistan with him, John struggles to push past Sherlock and let this new man into his life.