A little ficlet I wrote based off of BBC's Sherlock season three teaser trailer. No slash.

Very short post-reichenbach ficlet. John's POV imagining the life he and Sherlock could have had together.

John and Sherlock have been captured by Sebastian Moran and now their little boy has to choose who dies. Collab fic on Tumblr, other authors inside

Sundays were always calm, always quiet, and always laundry day.— Part of the One-a-Day Challenge

An "interesting" love story told between the texts of Jim Moriarty and his faithful tiger Sebastian Moran. I hope you enjoy and reviews light up my day. Abandoned As Of Now

When John, new to the small town, climbs a tree to get away from bullies he meets Sherlock who is willing to give John a tour of the town and become his friend, unaware of what he was getting himself into. Teenlock. Colab with the amazing I-only-have-one on Tumblr. Reviews appreciated. Rated T just to be safe.

What happens when Sherlock's friends visit him... at the morgue. It's pretty sad, just to warn you.. 'He felt his knees buckle beneath him and he crumpled to the floor, unable to will himself into trying to stand back up. "No—Sherlock, he's not dead. He isn't. Please, no. Jesus, no!"'

Por suerte, John Watson siempre tuvo claro que hay que tener cuidado con lo que se dice o hace, a pesar de que lo haga de manera muy valerosa algunas veces. Porque nunca se sabe cuándo se puede estar siendo sometido a una evaluación, para saber si es confiable. Es por eso que la valentía no es para los insensatos, sino para los sinceros y los que no tienen nada que esconder.

This is post-Reichenbach, post-return. It's a mini-mystery used as a gateway to study Mycroft, Lestrade, Sherlock, and John-backstory and relationship explorations. It can be viewed as Johnlock and Mystrade, but it can just as reasonably be seen as non-sexual friendship/family/love. In this context it's not about how you love, but about how well you love.

Once upon a time, there was nothing... actually there was 150 years' worth, but it's traditional to use material you find lying around. I was thinking about house blessings, where in some traditions you recount the origin of the world, and how it might go in mine, these days. A duplex 221b

Sherlock and Irene have always been drawn to each other. After saving her life, Sherlock pays Irene a visit. They find out what happens when they're allowed to fully collide. Femlock, with gratuitous use of riding crops. Explicit.

Brain damaged!Anderson. Anderson tugged on Greg's pants leg, holding up the childishly coloured dinosaur, looking at him, waiting for his aproval. Greg ruffled his hair, careful of the scars, from when they'd had to reconstruct his shattered skull, and he found it in him to smile and take the picture. "Getting better, Gillian." He lied.

One night Molly needs Sherlock and he doesn't care.

Molly Hooper contemplates suicide. Not really Sherlolly but if you want to take it that way feel free to. One shot.

Molly Hooper is turned down her dream job at the prestigious St. Bartholomew's Hospital simply because she is a woman. Hurt, Molly masquerades as Michael to prove she is more than capable. Everything is fine, until Molly falls for a mysterious man... xx Rating for mild language xx

The chessboard has sat in 221B for months, but John has now discovered its secret.

In which the newlyweds have a difference of opinion. They are, after all, only human.

How would Sherlock feel if the roles were reversed on a certain fateful day?

What happens when Sherlock is called out to help a band whose music has been stolen, who would have thought the case could be such a complicated one? Is this the case sherlock couldn't solve?

A mão de John na sua era quente e parecia tudo de mais real no Universo. Sherlock mal sabia o quanto. - One-shot

Sherlock was kidnapped by Moriarty and has changed dramatically. Now it seems he's becoming slightly worse, but will the ex-soldier be able to figure out why before it's too late?

One of them has been out to have fun, the other is ill and has been waiting all evening. A fluffy drabble. (Another collaboration with The Lady of Purpletown.)

Sherlolly one shot with a touch of fluff. Set after the Reichenbach Fall but before Sherlock's return. This story was named after a Paul McCartney song. Sherlock is staying/hiding in Molly's flat. Sherlock starts to realise how much Molly has done for him over the years and wants to show his gratitude.

One-shot. Molly is about to decide wether to register in a dating website or not. How will Sherlock react? Translation of "Reloj biológico"

Première fic. Pas de prétention, pas de résumé. A lire si vous le voulez. Post Chute.