It's just another rainy day for the average English bloke, but for Sherlock and John, the rain never ends; and it starts with a text from Moriarty. PLEASE REVIEW :)

It's been a year since Sherlock left, so why does John continue to have a feeling that there's still more to his tale? First FanFic! Please R&R

"He had a someone...a person. His person." A fic comprised of one-shots and character studies detailing the relationship between Sherlock Holmes and John Watson, as well as their relationships with the other people in their lives. Friendship, romance, angst, and a metric-ton of fluff...all our favourites in one place. Title from a Longfellow poem of the same name.

What if John hadn't met Sherlock first? What if John had met a certain Irish mad genius first and ended up with and working for him? Oh but then- of course- Sherlock bursts onto the scene, turns John's life and ideas upside down, making him doubt Jim. What will John do and how will the genii react?

Sherlock and Johns life in rhyme!

In which Sebastian Moran needs a job and Jim Moriarty doesn't like to get his hands dirty. Kingdom!verse

A really short but sweet fanfiction of Sherlock and Molly :) (Won't be doing any more of these unless requested!)

Various one-shot stories with various pairings, themes , and genres. Mostly Johnlock and maybe some Mystrade. Story title based off of the song by Lifehouse and Natasha Bedingfield called "Between the Raindrops". Will explore many different couples and themes :) I own nothing. Please read!

It's not easy to have Sherlock staying in her flat. Molly tries anyway.

The Dom/sub AU . Sub Sherlock who doesn't want a dom thinks John is also a sub - living with him should then be bearable, shouldn't it? Dom John thinks Sherlock is a dom - living with another dom will not be easy, but they'll should manage if he tries, shouldn't they? People around just don't know or don't care to correct those two - or have their own agenda why they don't do so.

John Watson is sitting in the armchair at 221B Baker Street. It is a Friday night and the world is carrying on, just as normal. Or at least, as normal as it can for someone who lost their flatmate just one week ago. One week since Reichenbach and the ghost of Sherlock Holmes' words are still echoing in his head. Oneshot. Kinda a hint of Johnlock, I suppose but more bromance style.

Part 3 in the Jumpers and Scarves series: Sherlock returns to John three years after he faked his death. John's reaction is anything but forgiving.

When forced to attend a party by DI Lestrade, John finds himself taken by a certain consulting detective.. a simple One-shot Johnlock Songfic based on Taylor Swift's song "Enchanted". I do not own Sherlock or Enchanted. Enjoy :)

John and Sherlock meet at the graveyard. But it's not exactly a happy 'reunion'... Rated T for angst and the feels. Post-reichenbach fall.

Sometimes Sherlock is too tall for his own good. One-shot.

John necesita salir, estar fuera aunque solo sea para caminar las calles de Londres a altas horas de la noche, afortunadamente, Greg Lestrade lo invita a acompañarlo. Un poco de alcohol, mucha sinceridad y una loca idea… Este fanfic participa en el reto especial "A Study in John" del foro I am SHER locked

Noise is constant in this universe of theirs, alternating between a low-pitch buzz and roaring clamour. There is always heat – without it there would be no life. It spikes and falls, from petulant chills to passionate blazes, it shifts and turns and morphs, as do they. Every emotion has a wavelength and a temperature if its own. Every shift of soul sends a sound through the vacuum.

There is a woman who lives down the stairs and plays classical music when she works. She is no one of note and exceedingly dull when she isn't being nosy and curious or blaring her music too loudly. She asks too many questions and bakes too many biscuits and her novels are absolutely terrible. Sherlock cannot lie though-he enjoys when she plays Stravinsky. SH/OC

Mycroft feels the need to write down his thoughts and feelings, but he never intended for his words to be read... especially by the person they were addressed to... Mystrade (separate story, different beginnings)

Just a Johnlock fanfic that will hopefully give you feels

Old childhood friend, Alice, comes back into Sherlock's life.

"John," Greg nodded in greeting, "Sherlock. You like the weird ones, yeah? You'll love this - sounds right up your alley. It's only just been called in... Apparently the body was glowing." Casefic, no slash.

John faces his greatest fear and confesses his secret to Sherlock.

Various fluffy drabbles of my favorite OT3. Updated as I write them. Not all are related. Feel free to send prompts to my tumblr (same as my username).

Nothing could bring Molly Hooper back to life. He saw her final breath leave her body. But with a few short words from a nameless voice on the telephone, he realized the resumed beating of his heart had a name: hope.