London has gone quiet. With nothing to do but mope around 221B Baker Street, Sherlock Holmes has asked John Watson to teach him how to relax. John is understandably worried.

He would've compared the concept of friendship to parasitism. Friends sucked the life out of you, and they made you give up time, bite your tongue, and play nice. Sherlock never would've done "nice," until he met John. Sherlock/John, post Reichenbach

Version française de ma première fanfic : "And my words will be : Oh god I wasted my life..." dont les dialogues sont en anglais. N'hésitez pas à aller lire la version anglaise si vous n'avez pas de problème avec cette langue Bonne lecture

Sherlock's death left and impact on a lot of people. Some knew he was dead, some didn't. But he was never alone and his grave never remained unvisited. 7 people visited his grave. I am an Irene/Sherlock shipper, so no John/Sherlock slash from me. enjoy x

Sherlock y John se han peleado

If you were to walk down Baker Street on a Thursday, you'd see a young boy, no older than ten. Homeless AU

Sherlock can't be the only one who gets bored. Except Jim Moriarty shoots people instead of walls. And Seb is expected to help him overcome his boredom with any means necessary. Rating for language, violence, and inexplicit sex.

John is too tame for Sherlock. So they agree to an open relationship and Sherlock texts Irene to come over. However, Irene isn't just any woman and things don't quite turn out the way Sherlock expects for once.

Lestrade gave in to the overwhelming emotions of Sherlock's death. Mycroft Holmes had not. Somehow they both end up at 221 B Baker Street, just trying to hold on.

'It's so cold up here.'

The Storyteller hadn't bloody finished yet, so just sit down, shut up and listen to the ending. Alright, kids? - Oneshot Featuring, btw, the 'clue' Moffat seems to think we all missed. We're not that thick, folks, now, are we?

Lestrade's reaction to the Reichenbach Fall. Spoilers for everything.

Drabble - Sherlock/John

Sometimes, those bad days are the ones I crave. I can cope with everything going wrong, because sometimes, in the evening, when Mary is working away from home, in the strange void between sleep and consciousness, I sense him.

John Watson says goodbye to his best friend, - Sherlock Holmes. One-shot .

Sherlock does some thinking as he falls. Slash, apparently one-sided Sherlock/John. Spoilers for S1Ep2 and S2Ep3. Please read, review and enjoy. One shot drabble.

It wasn't fair, to learn to appreciate life only when it was presented to you wrapped in the brilliant cloak of death. It wasn't fair to finally know yourself, to find love in the knowing, and to lose that love in the space of a heartbeat.

Nightmares from both what happened in Afghanistan, and the fall are now what haunts John in his sleep.

It always happens in slow motions in the movies. Possilbe spoilers for 2x03

"To err is human; to forgive divine" Post-Reichenbach.

Tiny ficlet - Sherlock silences a client to bid John goodbye. Fluff, minor unnamed OFC

John and Sherlock have to endure living together, but they dont always have to like it. Cute little ficlets. Friendship fic. Read and review please. Dedicated to my beautiful best friend and love of my life, Q :

Sherlock's back. And John…well, John isn't quite as happy to see him as he is raving mad. *Hints at The Reichenberg Fall but no actual spoilers.

Sherlock puts into perspective the type of relationship he and John have

Everything was back to normal. The normal that John had tried so hard to get away from. / Sherlock was John's anchor to life. / "You're still gone, you bastard," John said aloud to the beautiful black grave. First chapter can be stand-alone.