John's mind is made up. He is sick of all of this pain. He's going to take the leap. Attempted suicide. Inspired by this tumblr post: feyuca . tumblr . com/post/27899089394

Sex for Sherlock is just… overwhelming. Five times he safe-words, and one time he doesn't.

John will force Sherlock to eat. John will not continue to stand by and watch Sherlock wither away. Sherlock. The king of bones. Will. Eat. Story contains eating disorder, Sherlock-Centric angst and darker themes. Johnlock, Post-Reichenbach, Anorexia.

Right now Sherlock was a man roaming the desert and Molly was the only body of water in sight.

"I'm not giving up. I'm just not fighting. You gave up on your life. You can't say a shit about me when I get there." - After Reichenbach Falls.

A short promptfic, utilizing the prompt "reflex". Likely to be re-written and have the file changed at a later date. Non-beta'd/edited. Reviews and critiques welcomed and encouraged. Please R&R

"That's Harry Watson. You should be careful around her." Harry x Clara.

Sebastian reached the rooftop of St. Bart's to reclaim Jim's body when he suddenly realises he's not dealing with a corpse.

Sherlock is bothered by the words of his coworkers and all John wants to do is make it hurt a little less. Oneshot. Friendship/bromance.

A Riechenbach feels Sherlock POV from the edge of the St. Bart's roof.

Sherlock gets injured on a case and John helps him out.

Sherlock remembers the feel of John's hands. A Reichenbach ficlet, set after "The Reichenbach Fall." Companion to "Bonds." CW for self-harm, blood, killing.

Mid-case, John is poisoned by the targets of one of Sherlock's investigations. Convinced it's too dangerous to let him stay in hospital, Sherlock takes matters into his own hands – he decides to nurse John back to health himself. Can he cope, or will he crumble just when John needs him the most? No slash. Possible spoilers up to S2E2. Rated T for mild swears and violence.

John wakes up and finds he's been in a coma for a year, and his whole life with Sherlock never happened. Warning: Character death, angst. Oneshot.

Sherlock isn't normal, and yet he tries to do normal things. I'm awful at summaries, sorry! established!johnlock Rated T to be safe, for later chapters there may be mild language. I'll take prompts/requests. Read and Review!

Quelques OS et Drabble sur Mycroft et son parapluie. De l'humour, mais pas que.

"There are the days when you don't want to live." Johnlock. Not a reunion fic, no. Warnings of angst and general teariness.

It's only natural that people create guidelines for their everyday interactions. However, when you're dealing with Sherlock Holmes and John Watson, nothing is ever normal.

Sherlock/John ficlet. 'It's at times like these, John, when I wonder what's going on in your head.'

Overlooking a small village is a cave, seated within the magnificent silver woods of Reichen Glen. Hidden among the trees is a fiend with an insatiable appetite for curious travelers. Sherlock and John hire a mercenary to help track it, but little do they know how he came to survive a trip to its lair. Dark Fantasy AU.

Sherlock whump because I said so! warnings: drugs, swearing

Sherlock and John are lazing around the house this morning, they haven't had a case in a few days so Sherlock is acting a bit strange. Wonder why? Sherlock Holmes x John Watson, Johnlock. One-shot.

Como cada año desde 1997, Sherlock le pide a Mycroft su regalo de cumpleaños. Y siempre es el mismo. AVISO IMPORTANTE, ESTE FIC CONTIENE INCESTO BASTANTE EXPLÍCITO ENTRE LOS HERMANOS HOLMES.

Their friendship has endured every crisis. They have shared countless experiences. But nothing, *nothing* can compare to the terror which is currently stalking them throughout their daily lives. A 221B fic. And despite the summary, it's not as scary as it sounds. Well, not really ...

— Vous ne m'avez pas lu mes droits, finit par dire Sherlock. — En effet, lui murmura Lestrade à mi-voix, laissant traîner ses doigts contre son pouls. Il n'était donc pas en état d'arrestation. Libre de partir en soit. Alors pourquoi les menottes ? Pour l'attraper. Pourquoi le maintenir aussi fermement ? Pour l'empêcher de s'en aller à nouveau.