It's high summer in England and the middle of what the English call the silly season, and there is not a whiff of crime around to occupy Sherlock Holmes. Not feeling quite himself and uneasy about the lack of mental exercise he is getting, a surprising opportunity comes his way but first he has to come to trust his new client, who has to use a unique way of getting his attention.

Lestrade s'interroge sur l'évolution de sa relation avec Anderson et Sherlock fait une révélation fracassante. Lestrade/Anderson

No te ofendas pero tú representas prácticamente todo lo que desprecio en el mundo.

Inspired by this /art/don-t-be-dead-281756347 fanart (found on tumblr, but I link the original on deviantart otherwise I get totally crazy, trust me.

Their story is steeped in wealth and decay. The crowns, the garden and the trays of food make his intentions all too obvious. Greek mythology AU.

John attempts suicide at a bridge. "He jumps, I jump."

"Sherlock," John tried again, his hand cupping the nape of Sherlock's neck. "You're scaring me."

John Watson's on the verge of leaving 221B behind. Until he receives a message that will change his life forever... "Text Received from Sherlock Holmes." Not a "Sherlock comes back" fic.

El Gobierno Británico accidentalmente clona a Sherlock Holmes. Ahora hay un bebé en el 221B de Baker Street. Traducción autorizada por earlgreytea68.

A series of missing scenes that detail the evolution of John and Sherlock's relationship from strangers to flatmates to friends to ... whatever else may come. Rated T for now, but that may change to M as things progress. Eventual JohnLock and all that it entails. This story also appears on AO3 under my pen name, LostWithoutMyBlogger.

These are a compilation of one shots centered around Sherlock, Molly, and anyone else who decides to join the crew. They aren't all in order (but they are all adorable) so you've be forewarned. Any who ENJOY and please review

Molly waits to go out for a night on the town, trying to put some dreams behind her.

Sherlock Holmes finally sets foot into 221b Baker Street for the first time after the fall, unguarded against what terror awaits him.

Sherlock Holmes has (supposedly) died. The only ones that know his secret are Mycroft Holmes, Sherlock Holmes, and Molly Hooper. Why the mousy pathologist from St. Bart's? Because she counts. [Sherlolly, post Reichenbach, pre Hearse. Alternate Universe now that canon has been established, hehe. Rated T just in case, nothing explicit]

John/Sherlock. I don't really want to spoil anything so you'll have to read ;) Well, I can tell you that Sherlock gets bored. Please Review! Disclaimer: I do not own Sherlock or any of its characters.

John has friends in high places. When he learns the truth about The Fall and decides to disappear, not even Mycroft can find him. It will take time before he feels ready to face his life – and Sherlock – again. Post S2 AU.

When Clara Oswin seeks the help of her old friends Sherlock Holmes and Sam and Dean Winchester, something must be wrong.

Mycroft Holmes has never intended to entertain his six-year-old brother during the family meeting, but somehow, he seems to be doing just that. In fact, he finds himself teaching his brother how to read people, how to deduce - how to perform the Science of Deduction. /Kid!fic. One-shot. Brotherly love and fluff.

Please note that, incidentally, this is a genderswap story: John becomes Joan... it's not my fault, it's that my dreams are weird! Joan Watson, 25, is head nurse in one of the continental camp hospitals during WWII. One day an annoying patient appears in the officers' ward and she will resort to dirty tactics to have him cooperate.

Impredecible: adjetivo que puede aplicarse a una persona, una situación y, sí, un caso. La cara de John nos lo dice.

For the war. The topic is fluff. It's their two-year anniversary and sherlock surprises John. John's answer is yes.

He had never believed in love. That is until he met her. He was engaged, and she was a stowaway, they could never be together. But then again, Sherlock Holmes was always up for a good challenge. Titanic AU. Sherlolly.

Someone steps in, ultimately changing the future for Sherlock and John. Moriarty's thoughts at the pool. Warnings: Some rough language

He saw his brother running down a steep hill, looking behind him every so often, and speeding up whenever he did. At times he would swat his umbrella at the dark figure that followed him. Mycroft's tie flapped behind his as he ran, his eyes set on getting it down the hill, but the dark figure behind Mycroft grabbed his tie, and dragged him back, choking him as he did.

Sherlock chased the killer up into the entrance of a darkened woods, and he was about to venture in when John grabbed him by the sleeve. "Sherlock, no one's ever gone into those woods and lived to tell the tale."