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AU in which Sherlock finds out John Watson is James Moriarty.

My new flat-mate.

John yells at Sherlock for being dead. Pretty much it. There's some f-bombing in there but no smut.

E John estava tão vazio quanto Baker Street 221B estava.

Sherlock and John share a quiet moment before John's wedding.

¿Que sería lo último que pensarías antes de morir? Sherlock no era del tipo creyente, pero mientras caía hasta su posible final, pensó que la idea de John, de vivir un poco más, tampoco era tan mala.

John Watson finds a random emaciated girl shivering on the side of a building. After becoming interested in her story, he learns that she has no place to be, and brings her to 221 B. Sherlock, very much miffed by this, deduces that she is a prostitute, but is startled when she performs a deduction about him and the rain. The case he's on complicates things as well.

Told from a point of view of someone who had no idea who he was, his story was just a sad anecdote, just another proof that happy endings are not common in the real world. There's only so much one can take before finally breaking and becoming someone completely different, even if a part of them is still there. Post-Reichenbach AU, no slash.

Sherlock has literally dragged John along on their next case; pursuing a murderer through a derelict building. Somehow, Sherlock and John are separated, inadvertently placing the doctor in danger, as the detective has so far failed to deduce that the murderer doesn't have his sights set on him, but on his blogger.

"And suddenly, it didn't matter. Sherlock was alive and well, and he loved me. Before I knew what was happening – before I even had a chance to over think it – I firmly pressed my lips to his." (Johnlock. Oneshot)

Holiday gift-giving in the Moriarty/Moran household can get... interesting. Mormor Christmas drabble! :3

One-shot; Sherlock meets his new enemy. Are they worse than Moriarty?

New Years was always one of those holidays that had Sherlock moping around, no matter what John and Mary tried. This one started out no different than the rest. Part 3 of the Lost And Found Series. One Shot.

James Moriarty has several reasons that explain why he has trust issues. And Sherlock Holmes knows where to aim in order to break the empire apart. Or so he thinks. Jim Moriarty/Sebastian Moran. Written on my phone so the format may be weird in some parts. Rated M for language.

[Brain-damaged!Jim]Seb POV:Je te hais. Je le jure devant Dieu, je te hais de chaque minuscule parcelle de tout mon être. Je te hais pour m'avoir laissé seul à réparer les dégâts, à ramasser les morceaux. Mais le pire, c'est que je le ferais pour toi, Jim. Tu sais que je le ferais. Parce que je t'aime. Même à présent, en ce jour-même, lorsque tu es devenu ce petit homme inoffensif.

It's soon after Sherlock falls and John and Mrs. Hudson are on their way to his funeral in a cab. John can't help but feel it's his fault, and tells this to Mrs. Hudson.

Sherlock returns to Baker Street after three years. What greets him there isn't quite what he expected.

After tonight it would be over. The web destroyed. He would be free. He could go back. Back home. Back to John.

Sherlock comes home. It's not what he expects and everything he fears.

Todo relacionamento é composto de "primeiras vezes". O primeiro encontro, o primeiro beijo, a primeira briga. Normal, certo? Não. Não existe normal com Sherlock Holmes, e essa primeira vez não será a exceção dessa regra. Johnlock.

Suite directe de 'Pigmentations'. AU Les marques de John et Sherlock sont liées, tout comme leurs âmes. Être lié à quelqu'un, un inconnu n'est pas si facile que ça. Pas lorsque l'on est Sherlock Holmes et John Watson.

Inspired by dirtytwentysomething's image (and with the same title) John finds himself helpless and bound, completely in Sherlock's control. D/s, Japanese rope bondage, nsfw

If anyone asked, he would tell them he was bored. - Contains slight spoilers for 2x01. A random piece of random, mind you.

It's been two years since Sherlock faked his death and he's been running all over England with his old colleague, Rosalyn Lestrade. She's pushing him to the edge and he realizes he has to come clean. Will things ever be the same with what he's done?