Sherlock has always thought of his body as nothing but transport. But when he is diagnosed with a deadly and ultimately fatal, muscle neuron disease. It becomes a cage as well. Johnlock brotherly, may get closer as time goes on.

Sherlock/ Star Trek Into Darkness crossover (There isn't an ID category yet, so I'll change when possible): OS. Sherlock writes a letter to John to explain his disappearing after the Reichenbachfall. He just killed his nemesis Jim Moriarty and on the search for a new arch-enemy, he chooses not to be on the side of the angels anymore but to become the villain himself...

When a friend from Johns past comes on an unexpected visit Sherlock realizes that he knows nothing about Johns time in the army. So he asks. What he gets is an amazing story.

Zajaczkowe prezenty do Sherlocka. Raczej lekkie, humorystyczne i przyjemne, choć cień szkicu odbicia okruszka intrygi kryminalnej też się pojawi w tle. I lemury. Lemury to bardzo piękne zwierzątka.

A very short Mystrade drabble I did on tumblr. Greg gets a visit from Anthea that changes his life.

In the books it's Mycroft who teaches Sherlock to observe, so here is a quick one shot about it in the TV shows world.

John is dying, slowly, right in front of Sherlocks eyes, and there is nothing anyone can do about it. Sherlock has no choice but to sit by and watch as his best friend, indeed his only true friend in the world, slowly fades away.

Post-Reichenbach "Once I put my hand on John, he frantically turns around in shock. His eyes widen and he lets out a yelp of surprise. John steps back and twists his ankle in that moment, tripping backwards. I try to reach for him but my hands miss him by a millisecond. He falls on his back, his head hitting the edge of the tombstone."

"Friends", Acquaintances, Colleges, and Even Some Clients Wish To Pay Their Final Respects To Sherlock and Visit the Consulting Detective's Grave...

'A figure emerges in the doorway that sends Sherlock's thoughts into turmoil.' Non-slash.

Five people dead, with nothing at all in common except that they all died of... anaphylactic shock? Casefic, with a side of Johnlock Established relationship, non-graphic slash. **NOTE: For those of you following, I corrected the awkward cutoff in chapter 2. No idea how that happened, but the rest of the chapter is up now.**

series of hand holding moments after the fall. Fluffy sherlolly cause i needed it.

An amalgamation of moments between Sherlock and Molly, post Reichenbach Fall.

John wants to teach Sherlock his new favorite dance move.

After the fall, John Watson's whole life changed. Now, three years later, things are changing again, but with his history of coping with stress and change, can he really trust what he sees, or is he hallucinating out of lonliness?

A story of anger, life threatening injuries, and sadness. Rated T to be safe. ALL OF THE JOHNLOCK FEELS! Also, character death warning. YOU MIGHT NEED FACIAL TISSUES

Sherlock needs Molly's help one more time. Maybe more than he knows.

John has tried to keep his life together since his return. However, he brought back much more than physical scars. Can a part time druggie/part time consulting detective help him? PTSD. Johnlock. John is younger than Sherlock in this. John is in Med school while Sherlock is off galavanting around the city.

This is what happens when John leaves Sherlock alone. *Very short Johnlock fluff one-shot*

OS Post-Reinchenbach. Depuis que Sherlock a mis fin à ses jours sous ses yeux John ne vis plus vraiment, il ne parviens pas à dormir sans que son ami ne revienne le hanter, sauf certaines nuits où un air de violon l'aide à se calmer.

Little Sherlock gets Mycroft to play with him and Mummy has a little fun. One-shot.

The streets are dark and the winds are wild. Won't you come inside? (Birthday gift for Adi who is also Mou)

Sherlock ve dormir a John, encuentra cosas inesperadas, sueños cumplidos y todo a las nueve de la mañana.

Random and short text conversations between John and Sherlock. Nothing serious, just for fun.

Post-Reichenbach. Sherlock should've died in that fall. Life would be easier if he did. John could never bear to see his lover comatosed. With only three months to live. His heart failing. His body loosing. There was no hope. There was no point in saving a dead man walking—but John didn't listen. He couldn't. He wouldn't. Johnlock. Tragedy. Pure Angst. [The NTBK inspired]