What if, Mycroft hadnt known about The Fall? What if he didnt find out until after Molly had 'recognised' the body? set immediately after the reichenbach episode. slight AU- in the fact that mycroft and sherlock's parents are dead.

After the events at the Pool, Jane and Sherlock try to piece together the remains of their relationship. A short interim in the months following the devastation Moriarty left in his wake.

Sherlock tries to cook dinner and it doesn't exactly work out as planned.

Sherlock returns from the dead to find that Molly has moved on with her life. However, he has changed during that time away, enough to finally claim what he considers his. Dark possessive Sherlock, A-hole Tom, Molly somewhere between who she is in S3 and who she was at the end of S2 (I hope). Sherlolly with some hints of Johnlock/Jollock, maybe, but mostly Sherlolly.

With Mary's pregnancy coming to an end, John feels like he's slipping further and further from Sherlock. He needs a new case. He needs to work side by side with Sherlock. He needs to excitement. It all will come, but not in the way anyone expected.

Poems written as if in the point of view of Sherlock characters. Requests open

Sherlock's mind palace has a special room. It has a red lock and a guest that waits for him.

After Sherlock's fall, John Watson was left drowning without a purpose. He was offered a new one - as an assassin, helping destroy the remains of Moriarty's web. AU after second season.

He hadn't tried to actually explain this in a very long time. Not since Mycroft. Not since the time when he thought everyone had a beloved object and had simply asked his brother which his was. {No, Myc, that's just a toy. I don't mean what's your favorite plaything... I mean...} And his world changed. PROMPT: Sherlock is object-sexual (romantic). Jim steals his beloved object.

¿Cómo reaccionó John Watson a realmente al regreso de Sherlock de entre los muertos? ¿Qué pasó por su mente cuando lo tuvo delante? Eso es lo que he intentado reflejar en este fanfic, las reacciones y pensamientos de John en ese momento, así como en los anteriores y posteriores. Disclaimer: no soy dueña de nada de lo que aparece en esta historia, sólo tal vez, de algunas escenas

A compilation of oneshots, poetry, fluff, angst... Everything Johnlock.

He eats regularly. He keeps his mind sharp with chemistry and biology and topography and the bees. Every once in a while the local constable will drop by with a case that's puzzling her. Sherlock scoffs but always helps. There's never been anything above a five.

Sherlock was injured and John is looking after him but what happens when the doctor becomes more than a friend? JOHNLOCK SLASH FLUFF

It was obvious. Sherlock Holmes was in love. And not just with anyone, with his best friend, John Watson. He needed to let it out, or the weight of his own secret would surely crush him. And then, Sherlock came up with the perfect solution, one which meant getting it off his chest, whilst never having to voice anything out loud.

Alternate ending to How to Play a Game Called Murder, taking place after chapter 48 of that fic. Triggers for drug use, death, suicide, and drug use. You have been warned.

It's a time for celebration at 221B Baker street, and also for declarations. One shot. DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the Sherlock characters - all rights go to the BBC and of course, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle for creating the wonderful world of Sherlock in the first place :)

*Sherlock gave a triumphant smile before it faded and his brow furrowed, "But why did they hurt you?"* - A teenaged Mycroft comes home injured after having being beaten up by bullies. Sherlock wonders why.

Mycroft stops by 221B Baker Street to have a talk, to once again remind Sherlock, that they are brothers, and that he will always be there.

sequal to my story a taxi, an old enemy, and a valentines day. I hope you enjoy :) (I'm rubbish at summery's)

First Sherlock fic! Right now, my world is made of Sherlock. This show is frickin' amazing! Anyway, channeling some Reichenbach angst here. Enjoy! P.S. Romance is my third category, but there's only room for two so I couldn't add it. I ship Johnlock to death! And the cover picture is a screenshot straight from the show! Yay! Forgive spelling errors, wrote this teary-eyed. Review!

Words are powerful things, and sometimes it only takes a few to create. Or destroy.

If John hides from the world in plain sight, it's only because his secret is laid out across his skin where anyone could see. But they don't, because he doens't give them the chance.

Molly has had a difficult day at the morgue, and Sherlock gets her favorite fruit to make her feel better. Established Sherlolly relationship not connected to any of my other stories. Rated T for swearing, but mostly fluff.

The consulting detective faces a new mystery that's well beyond his reach. Or is Molly Hooper just trying to play hard to get?

This is a short fic about how Molly and Sherlock look at their hearts.