This is how it all began so before my thoughts, just a random one-shot.

Post-Reichenbach. One-shot of what might happen when Sherlock returns to his old life. May be removed and used in Delusions of a Normal Life later. Fluff-ish. Not Johnlock.

"No, Sherlock it's for your own go—" John had been cut off by Sherlock brushing his lips against John's. This had made John quite startled as it only lasted a second before Sherlock darted around him, snatching the cigarettes out the small box, quickly fumbling to get one out. - Johnlock rated T just in case -

"...but initially he wanted to be a pirate." Mycroft finds himself in a foreign situation at 221b Baker Street. Just a small Halloween fic.

Experimental drabble! A silent room, an opened window, a stage, a one-man show.

"You two are certainly not helping fangirling over some futile celebrity." Sherlock said with a cold smile. "Oi!" Lestrade called, not really taking offense in it. "Fangirling? Last I checked I was not a girl." "You were surely acting like one, Detective Inspector." "Oh shut up, Sherlock! It's fucking John Watson, what do you expect?" (It's corrected and beta'ed now.)

Sherlock says no to yet another case and John's patience finally runs out. However, the doctor can never stay mad at the genius for long and he wonders why that is. After all, friends fight and anger one another. And he just thinks of his flatmate as a friend...right?

During/post-Reichenbach alternate ending. Crossover with "On A Pale Horse" by Piers Anthony.

La verdad sea dicha; era cuestión de tiempo en que Sherlock llegara y le propusiera participar en experimentos sexuales. Con él. Todo, claro está, bajo las aras de la ciencia. Johnlock. Top!John. Para Momo, ¡Feliz cumpleaños 8D!

Random Johnlock drabbles inspired by one-word prompts. Lots and lots of fluff. Some short, some really long. None should be taken as connected unless I mention otherwise. Feel free to leave a prompt in the reviews!

One shot, post reichenbach fall. (Read to find out. I'm not good at summaries.) Suckish title. Oh well.

One night something unexpected follows John home. A little spooky silly story for an October night. Rated T. Not Slash. Reviews contain spoilers.

Molly is in such a rush to go home, she forgets her keys!

John reflects on the complex inner workings of Sherlock's mind (and feelings). My first Sherlock fanfic. Reviews are love!

Sherlock reflecting on Irene's supposed death during "A Scandal in Belgravia."

Sherlock and John are in another cramped situation, what will our favorite duo discuss this time? Humourous fic, I hope everyone enjoys it, and please don't take anything written in it seriously.

A window washer has fallen 27 stories from the Millbank Tower and died upon impact. Was it murder or clumsyness? This is my very first attempt at fanfiction of any kind so be as harsh as you like!

A Sherlock/Reader Fic The failed murder attempt which resulted in your new flat being burnt to a crisp was what made you a temporary homeless. You have admired Sherlock for a long time and now you're going to him for help, a dream come true in your eye's. You move into 221B whilst the case is under way and things start to get rough.. in the good way. Kind of Sub/Dom. First fic.

You know the drill. Check out TYRider's companion piece by the same name. Reading order's not important, no slash, just friendship/humor/hurt & comfort a bit. Sherlock's coat is missing, and he suspects John. Hilarity and heartwarming friendship feels ensue.

John and Sherlock are at a wedding. John tries to get Sherlock to dance with someone...not expecting the outcome he gets. Post-Reichenbach. Fluff.

I'm not a good person. I'm not a bad person either. But, I'm a person. And I've learned that the only way to get what you truly want is to misbehave. Deep down everyone wants to be punished; diminished to nothing, and I am the deliverer. A look into young Irene Adler's life and how she became exposed to the world of recreational scolding. (Teen!Lock)

Sherlock and John. Family/Love This was begging me to be written. Came to me on the outskirts of sleep.

"Si le preguntaran cuál de los escenarios por los que habían pasado para investigar un caso le parecía más raro, seguramente respondería que aquel camping a las afueras en que se encontraban ahora". Regalo de cumple para Momo, a partir del famoso chiste de Holmes y Watson en una tienda de campaña. Felicidades!

A student has fallen for his teacher, oh my.

After the Fall, Molly Hooper lets Sherlock stay in her house for the night. But what will she ask him for in return? Fluff-tastic. One-sided Molly/Sherlock. One-shot.