"Feliz aniversario."

These are just some one-shots about random scenes from the daily lives of Sherlock and John at 221B Baker Street, featuring mostly those two with appearances from Molly, Lestrade, and maybe others in the future. My sketches currently range from about 500-2,000 words and are entirely intended to be light-hearted fun.

John Watson's mind is plagued by the ever returning nightmare that is his life without Sherlock Holmes. Post Reichenbach

AU where Watson never had a chance to enter Sherlock's life.

Sherlock is dead. A dead man walking. He knows that he needs to disappear, but he can't until he's sure John and Mrs Hudson are okay. He needs someone to talk AT and there is only one person he can think of..

After a confrontation renders Sherlock unconscious, he wakes three days later to find a 'vision' proclaim he is the solid form of Sherlock's subconscious. How will he cope being forced to listen to things he'd rather ignore? xx

Sherlock Holmes has a daughter, that he only knew about a few months ago when she was picked up at the orphanage by a woman that claims to be her mother. She came to 221B Baker Street and left her there in the care of her father, leaving no indication that she will return.

"Ich bin in eine Schlägerei geraten."-"Was hast Du gemacht?"-"Ich hab mich verteidigt." - Kapitel 13 online!

The discovery of love. Narrated by John and Sherlock. Johnlock.

Post-Reichenbach. Sherlock goes back to the flat to see how things are, not planning on seeing anyone, but John gets back earlier than expected. T for drugs.

John was a soldier, and he's seen many people die, but Sherlock's suicide hurt him in ways that none of the others ever did. Exactly what it says on the tin: he goes through the five stages of grief in dealing with the loss. T for drugs and language.

This is the prequel to my story Wedding Times. A young university student moves into 221c and has interesting encounters with her fellow residents. I am Canadian, not British, so any language, cultural or geographical mistakes I have made, please be kind enough to point them out. Reviews with constructive input would be lovely.

(2/3) Certes, Sherlock aurait pu croire que tout était résolu, ou du moins le plus gros problème... Mais c'était tout l'inverse, les ennemis allaient s'accumuler, la pression, les cartes, les sentiments... Comment faire face à tout cela? Le Détective du 221b Baker Street et son acolyte vont-ils pouvoir garder les yeux fermés devant la vérité?

John and Sherlock are hats. Angst! cRaCk-ish Don't judge.

Sometimes, routines changed. - Part 2 of my Solace series.

John wants answers on Sherlock's behavior but Sherlock is just confused. Johnlock. 1/1

Toute relation est jalonnée par des centaines de premières fois, et celle de Mycroft Holmes et de l'inspecteur Lestrade ne fait pas exception. Chaque instant passé ensemble est unique, chaque nuit inoubliable... Mais certaines sont spéciales, gravées dans leurs mémoire, certaines sont extraordinaires. Recueil d'OS Mystrade, rating T , risque de fluffy.

Under normal circumstances, Sherlock would have denied such a situation. But he supposed that this wasn't a normal circumstance. And he had to admit, John was rather warm.

Anthea mounts her own covert operation in support of her boss. Mycroft Holmes can thank her later - if he ever finds out and if she doesn't mess up. A somewhat different background for my story "Betrayal." Inspired by "Parcel" by pinchin lane at Archive of Our Own.

John goes out to buy some Jam. He and Sherlock share a tender moment.

BBC's Sherlock meets Taylor Swift's Enchanted! Basically I rewrote the lyrics to resemble John's thoughts on Sherlock falling Please Reed&Review! :)

An unexpected event forces Sherlock to reveal to John that he is in fact gay. How will the good doctor take the news? JOHNLOCK extended PWP with character development and dialogue.

John is confused about his feelings for Sherlock and they become clearer once Sherlock returns from the grave. One-shot. Short and sweet.

Sherlock's bored. So he decides to alleviate his boredom...

With the knowledge that the Christmas season is not that far away and waiting for Sherlock season three is akin to having to wait to unwrap that mysterious present under the tree, I herewith present a little seasonal carol for us all to sing while we wait...and wait...and wait...