Sometimes everything is just too much and too little for Sherlock. John however, has a way of dealing with this. Four words, five syllables and Sherlock is alive again: "Show me something new."

sorry for the punny title . In need of a place to stay, Harry turns up at 221B. Amused by the obvious tension between her brother and the consulting detective, it soon becomes her goal to get them together. Oneshot with swears! Eventual Johnlock.

Fluffy one-shot. Sherlock and John walk home, through a park. But what memories does the trip stir up? Johnlock.

People reckon they've almost got it figured, why Sherlock and John get on so well. ...almost.

Aoife MacFarlane moves from Glasgow to the freshly decorated 221A but it isn't until almost a month later that she meets the neighbour she didn't know she had, John Watson, who is still mourning his late flatmate. That is, until his flatmate shows up again... Sherlock/OC Warnings: language, rape, torture, sex, murder, etc i.e. it's rated M for a reason

John catches Sherlock & Irene in a rather embarrassing situation.

I am not a machine. I feel things, really I do. But what's the point? What's the point of sentiment if it leads to heartbreak?

In Which Sherlock Returns Post-Reichnbach, John Nurses Him Back To Health, Sherlock Fails At Sociopathy, Mycroft Picks Up the Milk, and the Boys Are Hunted Through London By Sebastian Moran. Non-slash Bromance or Pre-slash, as you wish. Discussion of suicidality/suicide attempt. Violence.

John muses a little on why he sticks around with Sherlock. Just a 10 minute drabble. unBETAed.

"Can you feel me Sherlock? Can you feel me inside of you?" He sucked in a snarling breath, his melancholy, abundantly stiff nipples pressed to Sherly's decadent collarbone, "With my cock-willy."

John nunca supo que decir cuando Sherlock estaba deduciendo, y cuando estaba de impertinente. Pero ahora que no esta no sabía, si extrañaba a sus locuras o los experimentos que hacía a tal horas de la madrugada, lo único que si sabía es que lo extrañaba mucho a él, el ser humano que John conocía que era él

John talks Sherlock into a movie night. Sounds dull...well, maybe not... *SMUTTY JOHNLOCK*

The consulting detective and his blogger need Molly Hooper's help going undercover at a private party. Things get a little out of hand. Sherlock/Molly/John

John never thought his name suggestion would ever be used. He couldn't even concieve it, "Look at his face, Watson." John's eyes flew to the baby.

It takes years to learn how to look at the destruction of beautiful things.

Drenched, injured, and terribly alone, Sherlock takes a few moments to contemplate his chosen path. It's hard to move forward when the past is so much more appealing. Post-Reichenbach, but no real spoilers. Oneshot.

A drabble type fic, of what sherlock got up to when he was bored. Expressing his love for john. Johnlock!

John gets shot during a chase. Sherlock watches him die. Very short feeling-drabble. Bit angsty, no johnlock. Rated T for character death.

John's life was normal. Wife, son, job. Until one call changes everything. And one night, Sherlock Holmes walks back into his life. Can they find Mary's killer, and maybe themselves, before time runs out? M for graphic nature and eventual Johnlock.

Sherlock is dead, and I couldn't do anything about it. He left me all alone, my only friend, and my best friend. He was the most human, human being I had ever meet and now he is gone.

Missing scenes from the end of ASiB, which unfold over the span of about 48 hours. How does Sherlock actually escape from the Karachi insurgents himself, and what happens when an adrenaline-filled Sherlock finds Irene waiting for him in his hotel room right after his audacious rescue? *COMPLETE*

John has a bad day.

Sherlock/OC Story. Sherlock finally gets a girlfriend. However things for Mr. Holmes couldn't never be just that simple. He must face the people trying to break them down, emotionally and physically.

The first Christmas Sherlock is back, he and John decide to spend it at 221b Baker street alone. Why? Cause we love slash. T to be safe, but might be K .

It is a relatively normal evening in 221b Baker Street...until Sherlock graces the floor in front of him, and everything changes.