He just wanted a warm cup of tea and toast after work but not Sherlock naked in his room. COMPLETE.

Crack fic. John appears to be the only sane one left in London. Based extremely loosely upon my opinion that Molly Hooper is the sniper in 'The Great Game' and that the sniper is Buzz Lightyear so therefore Molly must be Mrs. Nesbit.

Sherlock is always drowning, screaming, and falling, and Mycroft always lends a hand because what else can a brother do? Set after TGG. Warnings for drug use.

John comes home to find a body of the sofa, and Sherlock beside it.

John is kidnapped by Mycroft. Again. Or not? OS, MycroftXJohn

John did not seem terribly interested in explanations or penance at present. He seemed far more focused on the fine sweat he could feel forming at the top of his hairline, the tensing of every muscle in his body and the harsh, ragged quality of his breat

Whipping boy: a child assigned to befriend a young prince, and take punishment for the prince's misbehaviors in his stead. That's one way to make Sherlock listen.

Of first meetings. My first feeble attempt at Mystrade!

Sherlock is sick, injured, and reduced to a mental child... John, Lestrade, and even Mycroft try their hand at getting the consulting detective to behave... but will they succeed? Or is Sherlock just too much for them to handle?

The temperature of John's dreams, and of his waking life, changes throughout his life with Sherlock.

When Sherlock told John he was married to his work, John didn't realize how literally Sherlock meant it. "We're not married. We're shagging. There's a clear distinction there, John, if you'd care to examine it further." S/J/L

Sherlock was bored. Time for an experiment at John's expence. I rate it M for some adult themes and language. If you think I over-rated that's fine. I wanted to be safe.

Houdini finally meets the one thing he can't escape from.

AU where Sherlock and John attend the same uni and become unlikely friends. Response to a prompt on the BBC Sherlock kinkmeme.

SLASH. "John never knew Sherlock thought of him like this. Hardly thought he had any interest in sex at all, let alone sex with him, but here he was. Moaning John's name."

Un diner aux chandelles, cela faisait longtemps. Mycroft attendait ça avec impatience. Comment pouvait-il se douter qu'il s'agirait du dernier ?

John Is attacked by Sherlocks brother Mycroft when sherlock confronts him john is scared that sherlock will hurt him like mycroft did john opens up and tells sherlock what his feelings for him are

John enjoys the rush...

John knows; it's strange, in the quiet and stillness how he can nearly feel all of the pieces shift into place. It's a bloody brilliant sensation.

Little snitches of DI Lestrade's life with the people and events that formed him into the man he is today.

It's Christmas Eve and John & Sherlock are crouched in a snow dusted alley waiting for a criminal. Unexpected things occur... Oneshot. John/Sherlock.

John learns that sticking your hand in your own pocket can have unexpected results

John is woken by a snow delirious Sherlock. Schmoopy, fluffy goodness ensues. Oneshot. Established John/Sherlock.

John is invited to Sherlock's family Christmas. I do not own these characters

An exploration of what John and Sherlock think of various parts of the body - not obvious ones. Rated for safety and slight risque touching of feet