A BBC Sherlock fic that delves into Sherlock's past...

Zabieranie słynnego detektywa konsultanta do cyrku nie należy do najrozsądniejszych pomysłów. John jest tego samego zdania. Aczkolwiek możliwość sfilmowania go i późniejsza opcja szantażu go wydaje się kusząca... John/Sherlock/Hamish

Victor's creature outlived him - the spark of false life breathed into him by his creator allowed him to carry on long after Victor perished on the ice. He survived and he flourished, gained a new appearence as years passed and took the name Sherlock, rejoining his family and seeking the one thing his creator could not give him. A soul. A soul which he finds in a certain Dr Watson.

John had been wanting to propose to Sherlock for a whole month now, but he was to scared. What ends up happening? A very strange proposal, but how course, that's Sherlock for you. Short one-shot, please give it a chance! Please don't flame me, writing Sherlock is hard! So I'm sorry if Sherlock isn't completely in character. And I'm sorry if John isn't, either. But I tried.

In which Sherlock is a teacup, John is a saucer and I completely ruin everyone's ability to make a cup of tea without laughing. Crack. But crack that makes sense in a weird way.

Molly Hooper shows up at a crime scene to help. Mayhem and romance ensue. This is a Greg/Molly fiction.

John's just back from his honeymoon and pulled into an early morning intervention for Sherlock at 221B. Constructive criticism welcome!

Sherlock knew what he wanted in a flatmate.

Sherlock has something new to say to John when he returns after settling the last of Moriarty's mess. And it's a mystery, actually, deducing where these astounding words have sprung from. Schmoop of the highest imaginable degree, this.

A veces Jim se encierra durante días en si mismo y Sebastián no puede más que ir en su búsqueda. Mormor

John and Sherlock are together, but what about Mary?

It has been three years. John's apartment-and John-have changed.

Greg se demande pourquoi Mycroft l'a choisit pour surveiller Sherlock. Et Mycroft ne se pose pas la question. Il ne veut pas se la poser.

Will Dimmock knows he should probably be afraid when Mycroft Holmes kidnaps him, but his mind is occupied by two thoughts - damnit, there are two of them and I wonder if his assistant will agree to go out with me. / Dimmock, Anthea, and falling in love with a fairytale

Do you trust the illusionist or the illusion? At least one tragedy has occurred. Sherlock thinks he's losing his mind. Molly thought she was finally free. He won't bury an empty casket.

Sherlock's brilliant, always has been, he's a genius, and finds out at least fifteen facts about somebody just by looking at them, but he still can't read them. At thirty-nine, people still confuse him, and the rules are too complicated but John is still trying to teach Sherlock the rules, and Sherlock still isn't getting them. Aspergic!Sherlock, some violence, rated T for safety.

Since they've started sleeping together, Sherlock has turned into a sexual deviant and only John can curb his appetite. Get ready folks, this is the OTP 30 Day Porn Challenge! Johnlock, John/Sherlock, slash.

In which Sherlock reverts to being a five-year-old because he's caught a cold. Multi-chapter sick!fic.

Molly loved him, oh, yes, she did. And she could accept and understand when he was occasionally cold, cruel. She was a pathologist. One who studied suffering and determined its causes, saw its effects.

John may lose hope some days, but he has more allies than he thinks.

More texting, only this time, John's the one who's bored! One-shot, non-slash.

Hamish moves out of 221B and goes to Cambridge University.

Everybody's saying he's not coming home now. This can't be happening to me, this is just a dream. Post-Reichenbach one-shot.

AU: John is schizophrenic and Sherlock is his imaginary friend. Told through blog entries made by John.

John and Sherlock are about to get intimate, but Sherlock has a horrifying flashback from high school. TW sexual assault/abuse, rape, and pstd.