This is a series of angsty, fluffy, happy, sad, etc etc Johnlock fics. They will be one shots unless I get a lot of requests to continue a particular one. I also accept prompts whether it be one word or an entire concept. Thanks for reading!

A small poem about Johnlock.

After an old friend comes to visit John, the lives of the Baker Street boys are turned upside down once more. Great loss, vicious murders and evil lurking in the shadows are only the beginning. Will this case finally bring Sherlock and John together or will it drive them apart?

Love in the deep - revisited - corrections made, sorted into chapters. added bits and bobs JIM/JOHN

Johnlock Songfic using Howie Day's Collide. John wakes up one morning and ponders about himself and Sherlock. He isn't the only one doing so. I own nothing-so Enjoy!

It had been years since he'd even thought about Chloe, and even more since he'd last seen or talked to her. But when John asked him if he had a girlfriend, that first night they'd met, it was no wonder the memories snuck back in again.

En un pequeño pueblo costero de Escocia, cuyos acantilados miran al Mar del Norte, hay sobre uno de ellos un antiguo cementerio, una pequeña parcela separada del resto por una cancela blanca acoge cinco lápidas de mármol. Cuatro de ellas son negras, y parecen guardar a la quinta que es blanca y duerme a la sombra de un sauce bicentenario. UA. M/M.

John's been trying to be nice to Sherlock since he came back but has he reached the end of his tether this time? Post-Reichenbach. One-Shot.

Ce n'est pas le même, Sherlock, murmura-t-il sans cesser de le regarder dans les yeux, aujourd'hui bleus, qui passaient anxieusement des yeux de John à ses lèvres. Te laisser embrasser et embrasser, ce n'est pas le même. Mais ne t'inquiète pas, tu vas apprendre. Traduction de l'espagnol autorisée par Denu-MindPalace

Adjusting to each other shouldn't have been that easy. Somehow, they simply meshed. Part one – friendship. Part two – pre-slash. Part three – light slash.

"I think we can manage to build a proper fort, don't you? No sense in doing something half way." This is how you build a fort. (Fluff prompt/pic fic. )

Part 2 of my Childhood Reclaimed series following The Place Your Heart Calls Home. Sherlock can't have just any bedtime story.

John wants to kiss Sherlock, and he will.

Everything was fine until that bloody man turned up at a crime scene.

While on a brief holiday in the country, Sherlock attempts to solve a ninety year old case.

Sherlock musi sobie jakoś poradzić z tygodniową nieobecnością Johna. TŁUMACZENIE

Sherlock's return to Mrs Hudson, based off the teaser trailer for season 3. Post-Reichenbach one-shot, no pairings.

The companion piece/second part of "The empty space that was your place beside me". Sherlock is back, but he didn't come back alone. The newest resident to 221B is small, curious, and a little prickly, but sometimes it's the small things that play the biggest parts.

Sherlock, John, and the transition from being a person with no people to being a friend.

Sally and Molly meet and talk about Sherlock. And no, Molly doesn't punch Sally.

Both Sherlock and Molly must take leaps of faith. But which is more terrifying-risking one's life or one's heart? Tag to "Reichenbach Fall"Rated T for the fall.

Valentine's parody/fluff for the Reviews Lounge Too's Green Room event, 2013. John gets glued to a sink. Pre-slash Johnlock if you squint. Implied Mystrade. Rated T for language and mild innuendo.

Sherlock didn't die after the fall. But a year in to tearing down the rest of Moriarty's organization, he gets shot and killed. Mycroft decides to inform John, thinking he deserves to know the truth. John does not take it very well. Mycroft's sympathy surprises both of them. One-shot.

Ya ha pasado mucho tiempo en que Irene Adler, conocida también como Dominatrix y La Mujer, se ha arrepentido del curso que han tomado algunas situaciones eventuales, cambiando por completo su vida en la actualidad. Y por más que ella intente convencerse a sí misma de que lo que está viviendo no está pasando en realidad, ésto no siempre resulta con la efectividad que ella quisiera.

How many times had he heard those words again? Too many in his opinion... And why was he even thinking about it? Was it true that when you are about to die you'll remember your entire life? Sherlock closed his eyes... and remembered... Sherlock/Mycroft brothership, johnlock and Mystrade if you squint.