A collection of snapshots that are basically thin excuses to post drink recipes (I blame hiatus). In my head canon, people acquainted with Sherlock often feel the need for liquid solace after interacting with the detective. Sherlock's also been a bit more not good than usual. Poor Molly. The Watson's decide to do something about it.

Sometime after Sherlock came back from the dead John wakes up to find Sherlock acting completely out of character – friendly, polite, has manners and able to make not only tea but breakfast as well! John is totally freaked out by the change - what's wrong with Sherlock?

This is actually inspired by a promise a friend and I made once to each other. By the time I was 35 (he is two years younger) we both were married and had young children with different people. I love my life, my husband and my kids but I do wonder sometimes what it would all be like if the promise had been fulfilled…

Sherlock is secretly asthmatic. John is mostly annoyed that he has to find out through witnessing an attack or two. Lucky for Sherlock that lives with a doctor, right?

So, I was listening to "December 1963" by The Four Seasons and this oneshot sort of... happened. Now I can't get this song out of my head and I'm suffering.

John convence a Sherlock de ir a pasar una vacaciones con los padres del detective, pero todo tiene un precio... / Este fanfic participa en el rally ' The Game Is On' del foro ' I am Sherlocked'.

Without Sherlock and his ridiculous plan Lestrade would never have met Mycroft Holmes. But he has, and Mycroft has his own definition of looking out for his boyfriend... Mystrade.

Jim Moriarty sneered at himself as he flexed muscles through the pain they gave, and he glared at Sebastian harshly. He was all soft edges, curves, and weakness- he struggled to sit up. "What is it, James?" "Bring me John Watson." Smirking, Sebastian Moran let go of the blankets, allowing Moriarty to reclaim them, and he clicked his heels militarily, smug to have one. "Right away."

"¿Qué es de ti? ¿Estás realmente bien? Supongo que nuestra ruptura debió suceder. Debo olvidarte, pero no es fácil".

They were grown men and could certainly take care of themselves, but sometimes a little well-meaning manipulation was required.

"John, I realize that technically I may have just incurred a head injury, but... are you braiding my hair?"

Sherlock AU. Sherlock gets involved in a letter writing campaign to up troop morale in Afghanistan. Who should receive his letter but our very own John Watson? What follows is a roller-coaster of experiences and emotions that change both men irreparably... WARNING: contains medical jargon, details of graphic war violence and trauma.

Sherlock's strange behaviour leads Lestrade to call John into Scotland Yard. Sally is suspicious. Greg is confused. Sherlock is...well...weird (nothing new you might say) and John is amused. A piece of silliness to make up for the end of my holiday coming way too soon! For you, MLC, and all my other very good friends that we met with or chatted to throughout nearly three glorious

After helping Sherlock escape the fate Moriarty had in store for him, Molly discovers a new side to him she never knew existed.

John Watson/Sherlock Holmes SLASH sugerowany/studium postaci.

John is wounded in Afghanistan, and not only does he have to deal with his injuries but wih his guilt at not having the terrible nightmares his fellow soldiers suffer from. He soon realizes his dreams are not normal and they always lead him to one man. A man he's dead set on protecting once he gets back to London, even if that means he has to get his hands dirty to do so.

Ahora que Sherlock y John forman una bella pareja, van a tener que probar cosas nuevas para no aburrirse, ¿No? Como por ejemplo… ¿Sexo por teléfono? Este fanfic participa en el Rally "the game is on!" Del foro I am sherlocked.

My name is Raeyvn, I was born to one of the oldest and purest Alpha bloodlines, that being said certain things were expected of me but being an Omega was not one of them. A/U Omegaverse (or at least my sad little attempt at it anyways)

John has a knack for the shooting games at the carnival. There's just the little problem of he never has a girlfriend to impress and win the prizes for. He wins the prizes for Sherlock instead. (Because it was a competition, after all.) Fair!fic, fluff.

The French accent would definitely not have worked.

Crossover with Mission Impossible. James Moriarty is the head of an international criminal network known as The Syndicate. John Watson is a former IMF agent sent to use Moriarty's interest in Sherlock Holmes to get to him. John planned for many things when he took up a flat share with Sherlock. Unfortunately, love wasn't one of them.

"No they didn't 'accidently' misspell my name." She ripped her arm away from her face, her eyes meeting Sherlock's with a sorrow laced expression on her normally cheerful face. "In school they really did call me Molly Pooper." Molly gets an invitation in the mail to attend 'The Reunion of Champions.' and Sherlock tags along to support her. Sherlolly, prompt fill for Tiffany!

When John wakes up, his room is full of smoke.

After a long case there's only one thing to do.

John won't save Sherlock. Not this time. Not from a complete and deliberate failure of chemistry experiment safety, the scientific method, and common sense.