A quick one-shot on how John deals with all the Johnlock rumors swirling about. (rated T for slight language, and just 2 be safe)

Poetry fic. Inside Molly's head. I don't want to say too much of what I was thinking writing it as I want to leave it up to you to interpret in your own way. I haven't written poetry in a long time, so please let me know what you think! Any and all reviews appreciated :)

Un nuevo caso de asesinato en Londres por el que, Scotland Yard tendrá que recurrir al único detective consultor que existe. El asesino resultará ser un fanático de un mito en la historia negra del país, por lo que Sherlock Holmes se interesará y apasionará hasta conseguir resolverlo.

Some oneshots about John and Sherlock in only 100 words. Please read and review. Thank you! I suck at summaries sorry.

If they didn't exist, someone would've had to invent them. And, if they did exist...

John finds Sherlock's gloves in the coat closet. (Post Reichenbach)

While getting ready to head out and face the media, Sherlock flashes back to one of many traumatizing childhood memories. He soon finds a certain calm in the only comforting thing he's come to know and trust: John Watson. *** Slightest hint of Johnlock.

Tears stung her eyes and she shook violently, but she was too terrified to move. When she felt its icy finger brush across her cheek, she managed a blood curdling scream. She had just grabbed for her phone when she was grabbed from behind by cold, wet arms wrapping around her and lifting her from the ground. A little Halloween One shot! Enjoy!

Sherlock returns after his tragic fall but at what costs? WARNING: Triggers, suicide, depression.

Sherlock's been gone a week now, but John is still having trouble going through daily life without him.

Sherlock finally decides to read a fictional book. But what happens when those books start coming true? What would happen to London if Sherlock can't find the reason why before too late?

"After two years of loneliness, the concept of sanity can become… very flexible, Sherlock."

A monolougue from John Watson. Telling us about his sufferings and pain. His feelings after the fall, vocalized.

After faking his suicide, Sherlock has taken refuge in Molly's flat. Molly wakes Sherlock up in the middle of the night for a little help. Sherlock doesn't know how to react. Fanfiction would be a better place (website) without this story.

Detective Inspector Lestrade has managed to find a witness for the latest case that Sherlock is working on. However, this one is a little bit different. She's mute. How will Sherlock deal with someone who can't answer his questions as quick as he would like? Or will John have to step in and sort it all out?

Toda la pandilla queda para verse en el bar, se acaban quedando solos y empiezan a jugar a verdad, prenda o atrevimiento y la cosa va degenerando.

A reflective piece centered around John, from Sherlock's POV. Established Johnlock.

Sherlock Holmes wasn't quite expecting he'd have to ever watch a child, but now he has no choice. What will John think when he gets home?

"Does it bother you? That there are life forms in existence you know nothing about." AU - Angels and Demons, inspired by Supernatural but not a fusion. Part 2 of The Bane of My Existence Series, which is a WIP. (Strongly recommend you read Part 1: "Faking It" first.)

Happy endings don't exist, John, and if they did, I wouldn't be a part of yours.

I was having 7% of a birthday.

Sherlock seems to have forgotten John's birthday. Or did he? Written in text format (for the first half) with me as Sherlock and ThatCassidyGirl as John. Old, finally getting around to posting.

For everyday John thinks Sherlock is dead, a rose awaits him on his doorstep. Who is the mystery deliverer? And what happens when suddenly the roses stop arriving? Johnlock oneshot, lots of fluff!:D

Sherlock comes back to an upset John, things have changed and John isn't overly happy to see him THIS WAS WRITTEN BEFORE SEASON THREE Disclaimer, I don't own Sherlock, this version belongs too Moffat and Gatiss, and the original belongs to the amazing Sir Arthur Conlan Doyle.

Series of one shots, they are not necessarily in order so leave your timelines at home. A bit of Johnlock in them but not explicit mostly one sided. Hope you like.