John leaves Sherlock alone on Valentine's Day, only to find a surprise waiting for him at home.

Sherlock is bored. SO he starts texting John.

Sherlock solved the mder, got punched in the face, and his destiny is revealed.

Hamish needs a place to go, but there's no way he can go back to 221 B.

It's Sherlcok and John's anniversary, and Sherlock is scrambling to find the perfect gift, seeing as he forgot... again.

Sherlock may have left this world, but never John and his family.

Based on the cover image, "Ghost" by camillekaze on Tumblr.

An accident may be the start of something new for the flatmates.

A new neighbor moves in across from 221B Baker St. At first, Sherlock shows no interest in them but, once they start playing their cello at the strangest of times, Sherlock finds himself working to figure out the identity of this stranger. The pursuit of The Cellist consumes his thoughts more than he'd like to admit.

Moriarty promised to burn the heart out of Sherlock. And he intends to keep that promise. One part sci-fi, one part adventure, one part violence, two parts romance, all parts drama.

John falls asleep with Sherlock for the first time in a while and muses on his boyfriend. Just a little Johnlock fic I wrote in my spare time. So much fluff you might suffocate. Please review!

After being shooed away to his room by his older brother, little six-year-old Sherlock thinks up the best sort of companion he'd have if he were a real pirate, sailing on the high seas, with someone who would never tell him to simply go away all the time.

Sequel to 'Don't Touch Me'. The 'verse were John's telepath. After defeating Moriarty, John returns from the dead to a broken Sherlock. What is in store for them? Why hurt and comfort of course. With appearances from Mystrade and a new Sergeant that may or may not be a critical piece to John's gift, as well as an old enemy that may disrupt everything John has worked so hard to fix.

Quiet, plain, simple. That's all she's ever been. Except over time her cowardice morphs into something paralyzing and it's all she can do to wonder why she never saw the world differently sooner.

Sherlock and John have been separated. But there will be vengeance.

After a nearly disastrous case, Sherlock and John share a tense taxi ride back to Baker St. With emotions running high, they finally arrive back at 221B, and then, the morning later, John wakes up to find something has happened to Sherlock... Written for the Let's Write Sherlock contest on tumblr.

A look inside the minds of those who knew Sherlock best, after his passing.

He knew the end was always a page turn away. He never thought it would turn out like this.

Frankie is an orphan. She has been since she was 4 years old. Jumping from foster family to foster family, she hasn't had it easy. When she finally turns 18 and is able to go out on her own will she find out the mysteries of her past? Who will help her? Will this search to uncover her parents secret lead to something more...?

His sense of authority and demand of respect no longer existed. He was a bag of bones with nothing but strong coffee and pills to help him through the day. He was alone. He was tired. He was dead.

Mycroft's thoughts on Sherlock's "death" and funeral based on Robert Frost's Stopping By Woods.

People aren't supposed to hurt the ones they love. But they do, and it's too much sometimes. Especially for those of us who carry demons on our shoulders and can't find a place to lay them to rest. When they won't hide, we have to let them out somehow.

Sherlock has a secret. John is unimpressed. Rated for language. Fluff. Written to get me used to writing again.

So going by the tumblr prompt where John and Sherlock get back from a tense cab ride and something unexpected happens, that's exactly what happens in my little fic here. This is for a contest thingy so yea. Enjoii!

There were plenty of reasons for John to hate James Moriarty... Rated T for language, one-shot.