Sherlock rips his suit coat on a case and has to buy a new one. The buying process does not go without a couple skirmishes.

Sherlock y John enfrentan problemas, como cualquier pareja común pero claro, ningún problema es común teniendo a Sherlock como pareja. Sherlock dice cosas que no debió decir y John sólo espera que le pida perdón. Johnlock.

Fin basado en el nuevo tráiler de la BBC

Amelia is summoned to 221B Baker Street to help with an experiment gone wrong. Sherlock managed to turn John into an Alpha and needed Amelia to administer the serum that would turn him back to normal. But John has his own idea of what he and Amelia can do instead. Basically PWP. John/OC. Enjoy!

You know that it is futile to try and convince him otherwise because that man on the roof is Sherlock Holmes and you're only John Watson. But you try. John's POV, Reichenfic.

Mycroft has kept his and Lestrade's relationship a secret from everyone. Especially Sherlock. Lestrade thinks he is ashamed. But Mycroft has his reasons. Um I'm really bad at summaries. Basically, there is a tiny bit of angst, a mention of domestic violence and some fluff. But this is really just PWP for the most part.

Post-Reichenbach. Po dwóch latach spędzonych w ukryciu, Sherlock może powrócić na Baker Street. Jakie myśli skrywają się w jego umyśle podczas przekraczania progu drzwi do dawnego życia? Uwaga: tekst chaotyczny, tak jak myśli głównego bohatera.

The weather was cold but they didn't mind. Mince Pies,cinnamon and the sweet music that was coming from Sherlock's violin . That was Christmas . It was only December 12 mind you but snow was beginning to fall and the water changed to ice. John takes Sherlock Ice skating JOHNLOCK please review

Rating M porque es un omegaverse y sabemos que pasa en ellos, guiño-guiño. Militares encerrados hasta la locura, alfas a punto de explotar, ¿hay algo más peligroso que eso? Puede, un omega introduciéndose en la base, en la boca del lobo, pero al fin y al cabo es Sherlock Holmes y nada puede con él. ¿No?

""Thank you," the figure gasped as Mrs Hudson closed the door behind them. The voice floated up the stairs, a voice belonging to none other than Molly Hooper." Pre-Sherlolly. Spoilers for series 2.

In which Sherlock Holmes tries to be a very good boyfriend, and John Watson contemplates his death and chokes his boyfriend in his sleep.

John is confused when he returns home to find Sherlock decorating the house – with mistletoe. After all, Sherlock doesn't understand the social tradition of mistletoe... does he?

Entre tragos y canciones, los deseos de cierto doctor pueden volverse realidad.

I found this thing called a Shakespearean sonnet, so I put it in a John's-point-of-view box, wrapped it up in after-the-Fall feels, added a ribbon of Johnlock, and stuck a big angst-and-fluff bow on top. It's under your tree now, if you care to open it up and enjoy it. Happy Holidays! :)

(Post-Reichenbach) After Sherlock/Captain Martin Crieff has completed his mission, he is forced back into his past life whether he likes it or not... Warning for OC/S, J/M and an appearance from the Cabin Pressure MJN Crew

The private thoughts of our favorite "dead" detective. Rated T for violence, suggestive themes, and drug use.

Sherlock and John have been contacted in a text of a certain murderer's next location to kill. When they arrive though, their met with someone with the sarcasm and intelligence of Sherlock, the caring heart of John and the fiery nature of the redhead she is. What will happen between Sherlock and this newcomer? Sherlock/OC. Rated T for possible later chapters. My first story!

Just a quick one-shot about Sherlock's shirt.

After the fall, John falls into a desperate struggle for sanity. Constantly haunted by the ghost of his love, he will do whatever it takes to be rid of his hallucinations. Johnlock. dark!John

John sends letters to Sherlock, who he thinks dead, in order to somehow release the pain to prevent himself from breaking down.

He is playing a game, although he does not know it. Continually sidestepping what is coming. One day, however, his past catches up with him, and becomes his future. Quite a dark and depressing fic, which could be triggering; from a poem prompt, which is included in the text. Enter at your own risk.

Translation of purplescene's "Incisión" (ASiE) "Sherlock's fingers sink into the still-warm breast of the cadaver like an artist's brushes into paint, his features composed and curls hiding his eyes, stained orange by the light... tracing the letters R-A-C-H-E on the nondescript yellow wallpaper. Next to the lifeless body, it can be read as a signature, or maybe as a warning."

"Except that he'd never died, had he? It was an illusion, smoke and mirrors, all pendulum and no pit. It was all a show; it was this." Or, Sherlock comes back wrong.

Its not really Sherlock's birthday it's mine. And because I think that its a special day I decided to write a special drabble for ya'll. WARING: fem!Sherlock hints of Sherlock/John

Well. I appear to be dead. How inconvenient.