Nightmares don't have a name. Which is why Sherlock gave himself one. A slenderlock fic.

Mormor Oneshot, how I see Moriarty's process upon inviting Sebastian to be his flatmate. No slash. Rated T for a F bomb.

Porque si existía algo aparte de la maravillosa fascinación que siente por su compañero y su eficiente mente, capaz de deducir hasta lo imposible; era el hecho de intentar comprender como es que Sherlock podía leerle la mente…o eso sentía, pues ¿Cómo rayos explicaba entonces lo de la mariposa y el árbol? ¡FELIZ NAVIDAD, Paradice-cream! Johnlock

Set post-Reichenbach Fall. Scotland Yard hires a new detective, Melissa Hughes, who seems to match Sherlock Holmes' intellect, but is hiding a dark secret. Sherlock's return leaves Melissa feeling like she has been pushed aside. But when Moriarty offers his services to help her return to the top, will she end up falling for the Consulting Criminal? J. Moriarty/OC Female. WIP.

"No creo que jamás haya visto a alguien fingir estar muerto con tal entusiasmo antes".

"¿Hay alguna razón en particular por la que tengo que estar aquí mientras estás tomando un baño?"

John sabe muy bien que la definición de locura es hacer la misma cosa una y otra vez y esperar resultados diferentes.

John finally snaps and kills everyone he knows, can anyone stop him?

Sherlock gets shot, John can't do anything about it. (post-reichenbach oneshot)

"Dios mío, ¿qué llevas puesto?"

"you think you hear someone and then you'd realize that its not real, not anymore and the voice would stop talking about murders and pink suitcases and you'd be left In the silence of reality" a fic i uploaded once before, but it didn't get any feedback. john after the fall. he doesn't find Sherlock in this (I've read a lot of those) please give it a chance

john and sherlock have a HUGE argument infront of the majority of scotland yard,sherlock storms out and donovan is a cow! chapter two has been finished and will be uploaded shortly. rated t because of tiny mention of self harm in chapter 2.

Sherlock decides to bake a cake. Let's just say it doesn't quite turn out right.

I'm sorry for being in hiatus and all... More stories are on their way, don't worry.

john eats a pear

John eats a yummy peice a fruit, but things go wrong!

Sherlock jumped. This is what happens after.

Sherlock has a terrible secret and now that John knows, it is only a matter of time...

Because sometimes, a simple 'I am sorry' is needed. /Inspired by briehope's fanfiction 'Ghosts In Paragraphs'

Post TRF. Molly has a date. Sherlock warned her about that, didn't he? Oneshot that wouldn't leave my head.

Nieznoszący świąt geniusz dedukcji, bożonarodzeniowe zamieszanie, a w tym wszystkim sekret jaki Sherlock skrywa przed Johnem...

AU: Sherlock and John are both vampire with a blood lust. Left alone in the flat after a particularly busy night they create a lot more mess. Short one-shot.

Święta na Baker Street mogą być wyjątkowo miłe, ale nie zawsze. Tym bardziej, gdy minęło wiele czasu i pojawiają się nieproszeni goście.

Just a short about the text messages they send to one another. Sort of JohnLock.

John and Sherlock (reluctantly) stay in London for their fifth Christmas after Sherlock's return instead of visiting the cottage. Lestrade takes this opportunity to deliver his presents in person. He honestly put some thought into choosing them. Takes place in the "Silent Night" 'verse, but can be read on its own.