Inspired by a post on tumblr: "The first time Sherlock and Molly spend the night together, whether it starts with the bow-chicka-wow-wow or not, it's the first full night of sleep he's gotten for as long as he can remember; when he wakes up, his mind is crystal clear and blissfully quiet." - this is T-rated; smexiness is implied, not detailed. There is an M-rated one (same title).

As John struggles to come to terms with his love for his friend, his fear of losing Sherlock keeps him at bay. But a new case may prove enlightening for both of them, and give both men the courage to say what has been left unsaid. This is a Johnlock love story. There is minor swearing and suggestive situations.

This story is about Sherlock's cancer, while I was writing this story, I was crying. Hope you guys enjoy reading my second fanfic.

"Timmy," John breathed, running down the remaining stairs and to the bleeding, homeless youth in the hallway. "What happened?" He questioned, bending a little to examine the boy's injuries the best that he could in the dim lighting.

"Mirabel Whitehall. 20. Member of my Homeless Network." Sherlock stated, "She collapsed." (Sorry for the bad summary).

A story about abductions and art forgery, British security and the Holmes family. This story is for InEchoingSilence who is not feeling very well and needed a bit of cheering up. Hopefully it will provide something to while away a little time.

Set after S3. Mycroft agrees to keep an eye on his little brother for the government. However, this proves harder than he first anticipates. What with John being occupied by the arrival of the baby- and himself lacking the usual sensitivity- Mycroft decides to hire a failing actress to play the perfect part. For Fith, everything changes. Especially with the return of Moriarty.

"In that quick glance, that one moment of thoughtlessness, a look of unmistakable vulnerability crossed his face. It was gone as swiftly as it came, but there was no denying it, though Sherlock would certainly endeavor to do just that. But, having seen that look for herself, Molly was all the more determined." Molly's thoughts and observations during TRF. Reviews are appreciated!

The arrival of John's Halloween costume introduces Sherlock to the wonderful world of Tolkien and it doesn't take long before he's hooked. Later when John returns injured from the party after a rather unfortunate encounter with a few orcs Sherlock isn't quite sure what to feel, he likes the chance to care for injured Bilbo, but he hates to see an injured John.

Sherlock would never tell john, but they had met before. Before he joined the John was Sherlock's high school science teacher. Things had happened between them; then John left for the army, crushing Sherlock. He is determined not to let that happen again, but as his feelings begin to return, can he keep himself safe? Johnlock. One-shot. I don't own Sherlock

His phone went off at long last, and the sound it made abruptly seized all of his attention. It was not the usual chirp, but a noise that was undoubtedly made by a human. Neither harsh nor airy enough to be a sigh, and hardly throaty—not a groan—but something in between. A moan. Obviously. John's moan... obviously.

Molly Hooper is tired of being nice all the time and wants to be a pirate. Greg Lestrade wouldn't mind being taken captive...and he'll bring the grog. Rated T for bad language; Molly swears like a pirate.

Life as John Watson is full of London alleyways, crime scenes, bad tea, and a consulting detective flatmate. Living with his flatmate itself is an adventure in its own way - Sherlock is hard to deal with as always, and yet somehow, John ends up taking care of him. Here are some recollections on their time living together in their little flat in 221b Baker Street.

John is becoming more and more annoyed about the game Sherlock is playing with Moriarty, when it takes a turn he really should have anticipated... In progress. Collection of Sheriarty oneshots. Sherlock/Moriarty (And no, Martha did not write this one... She hates Sheriarty) -Maia. SHERLOLLY 5 EVA! -Martha (Sorry about her- Maia)

(One-Shot) Mycroft had a plan to save his brother, he only needed the parliament to agree... what he never expected was for an unknown to appear in the middle of the session, to speak in defense of his brother! A woman from the most powerful house in Britain, the House of Aurelius... (Begins during imprisonment and sentencing) HLV Fix-It - Slash - Vague Crossover with BtVS and AtS

This is my first story. Please don't blame me because I am very weak in writing stories. My teacher wants me to write a story, so yeah. Hope you will like this.

Nothing remarkable ever happens to Madison Smith. That all changes though when she stumbles across a mystery and becomes embroiled in an adventure full of intrigue, danger, and Sherlock. Rated T to be safe.

TRADUCCIÓN del fic homónimo de arts and letters: Anthea. Ese era el nombre que Mycroft Holmes usaba cuando le hablaba. Y ese era uno de los motivos por los que ella le quería.

Exactly what the title said, a day in the life of the one and only consulting detective. Two-shot, on case and off case.

Deep inside, Sherlock knows that, no matter what people think, it isn't that he doesn't care. Quite the contrary. Sometimes he is concerned that he might just care a little too much. Whispers of Sherlolly, set sometime after Season 2.

Kiara is considered dead for six months before she surprises Mycroft in his office, visible alive and okay. But where was she during that time? What is really going on inside her head? And what consequences will she have to carry because of choices she sometimes doesn't even realise she made? Sequel of Kiara Moriarty - Shadows. Trigger Warnings inside. ON HIATUS

After the huge cliffhanger on season 3. I imagined that Molly and Sherlock got together. Then I made Moriarty the ultimate serial killer. Will they ever figure it out? Swearing is involved.

John remembers telling Sherlock he had bad days. Now that Sherlock's dead John has a new definition for bad. Johnlock Oneshot angst

He realised that his feelings for Molly were changing when he had a rather steamy dream about her that he literally could not erase. Sherlock shook his head. "No it was before that; when she slapped me." Wrong! A voice in his head that sounded like John shouted.

Greg y Mycroft no se conocen, ni siquiera saben su nombre, aunque han pasado meses mandado mensajes que los hacen sonreír y se consideran más que amigos. Hasta que el día en que de verdad se conocen y las cosas no son como deberían haber sido.