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.

Calvin Baker moves into 221C Baker Street, unbeknownst that the proclaimed most infuriating man in all of London is living just upstairs. Upon meeting him, however, her opinion is not that of everyone else. She finds him overwhelmingly interesting. Her past is something that she wants him to figure out. She wants to be deduced. But how long will his interest be held? Sherlock/OC

John se ve cara a cara com Sherlock , obrigado a responder uma perguntar que não esperava encarar tão cedo. Não sou boa com sipnose. Angst/ Hurt-Confort/ Fluffly. Espero que gostem.

Uni!lock AU Sherlock decided he needs a living model to study for his anatomy exam, and no one is better suit for the job than Molly Hooper.

Molly and Sherlock reflect on change.

Post-Reichenbach. Sherlock comes back after three years, and John seems rather calm about all of it... *could either be pre-Johnlock or BrOTP whatever floats your boat. I found the prompt off of tumblr. Not sure if I'm going to continue this... Let me know if I should

John arrives home to the sound of waltz music and is confused when Sherlock questions his ability to dance.

Post-Reichenbach, Sherlock tries to focus on Moriarty's web and eventually is forced back home.

Sebastian Moran's check up at the St. Barts Hospital for the Criminally Insane takes a terrible turn when Dr. Jim Moriarty decides to do an experiment. TW: violence, pain, torture, death. Rated M for violence. IDK this just kinda happened on omegle and I thought I should share.

It's date night and it's Sherlock's time to pick the movie. What happens when he listens to John and takes a horror movie over to Molly's?

Sherlock discovers Molly in the middle of a panic attack. He stays by her side, helping her through the ordeal. Prompt fill for my lovely Icebabe59, whom I love dearly! :D Sherlolly!

Moriarty is back from the dead with the sore mission to cause Sherlock emotional pain, causing him to make a fatal choice over his own happiness or his best friend's.

Sherlock's one and only friend has always been his roommate, the army doctor John Watson. But when John is diagnosed with Alzheimer's, will Sherlock be there for him? Or will he run and hide from feelings, emotion, and possible heartbreak? What happens when John starts to forget everything? Everything that makes him the one person Sherlock loves? [Minor swearing, Johnlock]

I remembered pushing the door open to the warehouse, the sound of shouting, screaming, something hard and unforgiving pressed against my back. A gun, of course.- Post-Reichenbach. Johnlock. M for a reason. Case fic. Violence, blood, gore, sex, some non-con parts later on. Just be warned. It's not all rainbows and butterflies. Developing relationship. Title from Gabriel Gadfly poem.

Post S2. John misses Sherlock and finally finds it in him to mourn his friend after receiving anonymous comments on his blog.

annnnnd some more fluff. I just couldn't help myself! I've missed writing for you guys so much-thanks for the amazing feedback!

Sorry it's been so long, lovelies! Just a little bit of extra-sugary fluff with our favorite man ;)