When John's parents die of a deadly disease, he is placed in an orphanage, where he meets a strange, pale boy, who is never seen without his white sheet.

John makes his way in the world by being dominated. John Watson as the submissive in Asib.

"I like to watch you dance", had said Moriarty. And now he has Sherlock dancing in the palm of his hand... with John as an audience. Strip dancing and power play scene. Johnlock. Rated M for adult contents. Please read Warnings inside. First opus in the Dance series, prequel to 'Let Me Dance for You' and 'Dance is Chemistry'.

Possibly the only fic ever in which Moriarty is not with Sherlock or Moran, which means readership will probably be about 0. Jim Moriarty decides to create his own entertainment, at the expense of a lonely young woman. Moriarty's POV. M for sexy violence.

When you're the writer, you're in bloody charge for once. Aren't you?

Post-Reichenbach: In his attempts to untangle Moriarty's web, Sherlock makes a mistake, and is shot. This is the story of his thoughts as he bleeds out, anonymous and ordinary.

Sherlock titubea en la puerta de la oficina de John en Cirugía, está congelado mirando a John por primera vez en casi dos años - Traducción del one-shot original de areyoutryingtodeduceme.

Ten short drabbles or shorter most of them are short based on songs run on random on my laptop.

Everyone always assumes that Mycroft is the better brother. But they don't understand that Sherlock can be a frightening force to be reckoned with...given proper motivation.

Sherlock, John, and Lestrade are all sitting in a hot tub. No, there isn't a punch line. ;P Short, cute fic of friendship. Good medicine for post-Reichenbach and/or AotW feels.

Le lit de John a mystérieusement disparu. Mais quelque chose dit à son propriétaire que Sherlock n'y est pas totalement étranger, et surtout une grande question se pose : où va-t-il dormir cette nuit ?

Ten year old John Watson is evacuated to Surrey during the height of World War II, and whilst there he meets a strange, dark-haired boy... Past lives one shot.

He does not care for it. One shot.

"Something breaks inside of Sherlock, amongst the smoke and burning bits of scattered debris, the one thing that could ground him was lying flat on his back and very much not breathing." Realizations, revelations, and first kisses. Johnlocky goodness.

Six year old Sherlock has a new friend, one who stands up for him and fights for him. John/Sherlock and Mycroft/Greg pairings. T for abuse and more adult situations. Sorry I haven't updated in a long time. Another chapter should be up in a week or 2.

A new tenant arrives in 221c Baker St on a rainy August Sunday. She is in London to study and the damp riddled flat is all she can afford. Multiple pairings, but not immediate.

Serial sequel to A Case of Green Smudges and Custard Cream Crumbs. Teenlock Woot! Rated T for strong language, sexual themes and drug references. Johnlock 3

A collection of short drabbles. Kind of... explains itself really :3

UNFINISHED. Sherlock Holmes might have just found his match in one Miss. Felton. And by match, he means opposite. And by opposite, he means the most infuriating woman he's met in his life.

Moriarty hates Sherlock Hound and wants to wreck his life...but does he? ALSO THIS IS SHERLOCK HOUND BECAUSE LOL NO SHERLOCK CATEGORY

Irene comes to see Sherlock and finds him alone, tortured by his inner demons. They finally give in to the need they both feel, letting go of everything. Two shot, since good things must be done twice.

Once upon a time there were two lonely men... a Sherlock fairytale, and an exercise in...something. Not slash.

The small things in life make us smile.

Sherlock and John's stag do. Fluff. Johnlock. AU.

They say you can often take the best things in your life for granted. "You don't know what you have until it's gone." Who knew the ominous and enigmatic 'they' could be proven so horribly correct? .:. Johnlock. A memory loss fic. M for reasons. Complete.