In which John buys a painting and Sherlock hates art.

Mycroft decides to share his latest pet with Sherlock. Mycroft/Molly, Mycroft/Molly/Sherlock, Sherlock/Molly

This is just a little something for johnsarmylady, for her birthday. If it weren't for her, i wouldn't be here. I'd still be writing stories just for me. some of you may think that would have been a good thing! More Pam Ayres than Lord Byron but I hope you like it, JAL!

Sherlock's getting married. It should be a hoot! Dedicated to Johns Army Lady on her birthday. Five 221B chapters.

Teen-Band AU. Sherlock is the gorgeous head boy who has girls swooning everywhere he goes and with a band too but little does he know that things are going to get interesting. Especially with the numerous love interests happening within the band. So how will he handle all the love when he doesn't know about relationships. It's going to be a very interesting journey ...

"I don't suppose I can persuade you to stay, John?" asked Mycroft, shooting an annoyed look at the cab where Sherlock sat imperviously. Imperiously even, Mycroft thought. Of course. John dumped a duffel bag against the small pile of suitcases on the footpath outside 221B Baker Street and said, "No," in that tone of voice that Mycroft had heard so many times before.

John makes the mistake of challenging Sherlock to deduce his sexual orientation, with interesting results...

Sherlock was not a trained killer. He found the idea of killing repulsive. But to protect John, he was forced to kill again and again. He returns to John, but is he still a good man?

A 221B for The Death Frisbee for her birthday! Nothing says home like a warm kitchen. Rated K. No slash.

Kissing in the rain. Idea from a picture a friend drew me. Just a short story I felt like writing. Please review.

Things didn't exactly go as planned. Now John's living in 221B Baker Street with a ghost. But here's the thing. He's a ghost too. Johnlock Ghost!Fic. Psychic!Mrs. Hudson. Neither can see each other, but they're both ghosts. Living together in an apartment. What could that possibly mean?

John and Sherlock's first kiss.

Drabble. John is trying to focus...Sherlock is shopping. Just a thought I had at work a while ago. Please review.

Step One: Identify weakness. Step Two, Part One: Identify reason why weakness occurs. Step Two, Part Two: Get over it.

Sherlock en John hebben een kleine ruzie in het bijzijn van Donovan en Anderson. Slash, fluff, Johnlock. Oneshot. (Mijn eerste fic, don't kill me!)

Happy Birthday, Kate! Some frivolity at the expense of the Bard. Hope he don't mind it, given his propensity to bring stories up to date...

It all started, or, I suppose, ended, with a phone call and a fall. Three years have passed and time still hasn't healed the wound. A prequel-of-sorts to "A Broken Soldier". One shot, drabble. Mrs. Hudson and Lestrade have very small background roles not majorly important to the main character role.

Sometimes, an escape is necessary from even the best of parties. (birthday Fic for Elixir.BB)

A high school John is beat up and rescued by a know it all mystery man.

Molly has a baby. Mycroft is there to help.

The future of medicine is here: a pill that repurposes the male body, making it possible for a man to become pregnant. Sherlock is intrigued by it for inexplicable, illogical reasons. It is an adventure waiting to be taken, the greatest possible experiment for him-and it calls to him incessantly. And, of course, Sherlock has never been able to resist an addiction. Warnings inside.

Battle Royale/Hunger Games inspired AU. In their world, teenagers can volunteer to win glory and fortune in an arena based game. The catch? Be the last one standing. John and Sherlock meet under desperate circumstances. This is the end. Warnings: violence and character deaths

Why Sherlock is become as schmoopy as any common silly sod. A follow-up of sorts to that other piece of schmoopiness herein committed recently, One More Mystery.

Something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue. A few thoughts about how I think Molly might get ready for her wedding day.

Sherlock receives a text giving him 36 hours to act - 48 hours later a truly horrifying story starts to unfold. Dedicated to Puggle. Rated T