Collection de vignettes-portraits des personnages de la série, chaque texte faisant 221 mots dont le dernier commence par un B. Huitième vignette : Mrs Hudson. Rating susceptible de changer selon la nature des prochaines vignettes.

"When it rains, it means the angels are crying." "And why would angels cry?" "Because…something made them sad?" Sherlock and John are on a case, and something goes horribly wrong. Warning: major character death. Rated just in case.

John receives a phone call. Post 'Reichenbach' oneshot. Johnlock.

"Now, Anderson, or should I say, Gillian, I would like for you to know, that this message will be sent to Detective Inspector Lestrade. You have seven minutes to say whatever you want." Character Death and Anderstrade. Anderson/Lestrade.

Sherlock has a new case, this leads to awkwardness and eventually Johnlock.

A short drabble written on a whim. "I believe in you, Sherlock. I'll always believe in you." Post Reichenbach.

On a regular day in 221B Baker Street, John's niece 14-year-old Emily is there. She claims to be the daughter of John's sister, Harry. She has to stay there for two days, but in those exactly days John and Sherlock have a case. After the two days, something of John's not so good past comes... No slash. Emily is OC, I own nothing.

Pois ali, em cima daquele arranha céu, Sherlock finalmente havia entendido o que seu melhor amigo e o que seu arqui-inimigo lhe dissera. E a sua escolha, independente de qual fosse, mudaria o rumo desta história.

The conclusion to "The Awakening" /s/8319272/1/ Eight months after John and Sherlock get reunited, Sherlock gets a mysterious text from his believed-to-be dead arch nemesis: James Moriarty, inviting him to a final showdown.

"I thought I'd lost you." "Who... Who are you?" "It... It's me: John." Three years after the fall a dark haired man awakes from his two week coma with no memories at all. Not even of his best friend, for whom he faked his own death.

It's not unusual for John to find something...interesting...in the laundry. Today, though, tops all the days before. Written for a prompt: Laundry Baskets.

Sherlock pose une question dérangeante et John fait tout ce qu'il peut pour y répondre sans en dire trop...

Sherlock and John stumble upon - literally - a strange girl when chasing someone. John instantly takes pity on her, but Sherlock seems down right fascinated by her. Will he ever figure out her true nature? Is she a friend or a foe?

Sherlock is gone and John can't move on. He writes a last blog entry to end his blogging carrer. SPOILERS! If you are new to the fandom and do not know how this series or the books...or the movies ends, pleased be warned. Sherlock and Watson slash...ish. ANGST! At least I think so...

Compter sur John, oh oui. Toujours, toujours, compter sur John...  Scène manquante de l'épisode 3 de la saison 2 'La Chute du Reichenbach'. Trad de ladypredator.

Post-Reichenbach. John s'était résigné à vivre, l'adrénaline dans le sang. Après avoir rangé ses derniers souvenirs, il continue à vivre son triste quotidien, Mary à ses côtés, bercé de nostalgie. Alors que les jours se ressemblent, tout change lorsqu'il retrouve un carnet et une photographie dans le fond de sa poche. John, sans son détective, va vivre son ultime enquête.

El aburrimiento ataca de nuevo a nuestro querido detective. Sherlock arrastrará a todos sus "amigos" y "conocidos" para jugar a algo nuevo. El problema es que , a veces, no todo sale como estaba calculado.

There never was a tiger, only a sleazebag in the middle of the night with a thing for blondes. But Jim didn't mind Sebastian's lies; he liked the stories his sniper spun. One-shot

"They share something more than friendship and it's the only thing that Sherlock hasn't quite managed to find a word to fully describe." Full summary in first chapter. Eventual Johnlock; definite angst.

A murderer in town is knocking off Englands most respected people, leaving them with a diamond crested mask as the only hint. Sherlock is marked as the next victim, and John must protect the new and beautiful woman in his life before she is next to be marked. Start of Johnlock.

Filling a request from Living in a fantasy. After wrapping up a simple case, Sherlock and John decide to take some time off for Christmas. Things don't go as planned.

Short oneshot on Sherlock's erratic thoughts.

Groaning, John buried his head in his hands. His vision was blurry and there was a throbbing sensation in his brain. Draining his glass, he gestured to the good-looking young man who was tending the bar to give him a refill. John knows that what Sherlock did he did for him, and misses him badly - little does he know that the returning detective has been keeping tabs on him...

**** DUE TO POPULAR DEMAND, I AM CONTINUING THIS STORY *** Sherlock is out of town on a case. John is snowed in and can't find the tea. Text messaging ensues. Could be seen as a sequel to "It's for an Experiment", although it can also be read on its own. Pre-slash.

"You know exactly what you're waiting for, John. You're waiting for him. But he's not coming back." Post-Reichenbach, inside John's mind. Warnings: Major angst. I'm serious.