Sure, John's married and doesn't spend much time with Sherlock nowadays... but HOW can he NOT smell the perfume at Baker Street? Rated M for future chapters, and mostly just for allusions.

AU. "You know who I really am?" "Yes, no one else knows except me. You know everyone thinks you're insane. I mean Sherlock Holmes is in fact a fictional character."

It was the end of an era. Sherlock had been lying when he told Mycroft he thought it was a new chapter. Set immediately after Sherlock deduces 'the signs of three' at the reception.

Sherlock has been keeping a secret journal, "a book of success", but its really full of the feelings he has for Molly, and one day it disappears. Sherlock goes insane trying to find it, while John is just finding out he kept a journal, and is immediately suspicious. Who finds it first? What is inside? Read to find out! A Sherlock/Molly

My first try at fanfiction. Sherlock gets bored, general sexiness ensues

Sherlolly after a, umm, nighttime activity.

John recognizes the signs - Sherlock goes from flirting to panic attack. Once John gets them home, Sherlock apologizes for how his past experience with rape has left him unable to provide the kind of relationship John obviously wants. Lots of delicious tension and angst lead John to propose an experiment: Sherlock can tie him up and explore his body any way he wants.

Drabble. Gen. Sherlock POV. Series: Any, though intended as three. Spoilers: Nothing specific. Summary: They say everything is relative. They're right.

Help Me. Please. These were two statements that Greg had never received from Sherlock, not in this context. They were two statements that could made him panic. Character study.

Needless to say, they had a great night. xx Sherlolly one-shot. Please review :)

It has been four years and John just can't move on this time.

Cuando al fin tenía un pequeño respiro de paz, su mente se volvía un caos. De la serie de BBC, Sherlock.

Sherlock takes Molly ring shopping (cause he is sensitive like that) and insists they pretend to be a couple. But it turns into the last straw for Molly. More angst than fluff. Spoilers for Series 3. Set during "His Last Vow" Told with switching POV's. Now complete AND with a sequel!

He was tormented by the feelings that overcame him in this one hour of the day when he could not just push things away. His mind palace shrunk to just one room, One exceptionally tiny room that he otherwise kept locked quite tightly. Four A.M. The Hour of WANT.

Rosalyn; a down to earth, sweet country girl has picked up her life and moved across the globe to make things work out with her love. What happens when she is left to pick up the pieces in the small flat next to the worlds most famous detective and his partner. This story takes place shortly before Sherlock returns from the Fall.

parent!lock daughter!lock AU: Sherlock Holmes hardly ever mentions his daughter; mostly because she's irrelevant to his work. When the death of her mother forces her to move to Baker Street, the self-proclaimed sociopath is in for perhaps a bit more than he bargained for.

John and Sherlock start to notice their feelings for each other. Which grow stronger after John is kidnapped. Can Sherlock save him in time without misunderstanding the clues from the psychotic killer?

During 'His Last Vow,' Sherlock decides he owes Molly an apology.

Unsurprisingly, a homework assignment turned into fan fiction. Just a short Johnlock themed poem.

Sherlock and Molly wait for the newest Watson to enter the world [Mildly Sherlolly Post Season 3]

Song fic, An (almost) 221b inspired by the song: December 1963 by Frankie Valli and The Four Seasons.

"Mycroft, Mummy said..." [One-shot!]

So Hamish wakes up in the middle of the night from a bad dream shouting for his dad, little do they know the man taunting their young son was an old enemy.

Mi pequeño niño, tan dulce, tan inteligente. Yo, el consultor criminal que dirige a la escoria de los criminales, el monstruo, el psicópata enfermo de poder y sangre, he logrado tener lo que ellos, que luchan por y al lado de los ángeles, nunca tendrán, un verdadero ángel, un ser de luz que me ilumina, mientras ellos están solos en sus torres de cristal . ( UA )

The Personal Blog of Dr John H Watson: Should I be worried? My best friend has taken my wife out on a date. A real date. At a restaurant. With a reservation. I've literally no part in this decision, but... at least it's for a case. It is for a case, after all. It sure better be a case, or, so help me, Sherlock...