"You know I've never been good with timing, John." Sherlock shook his head. "That's true," John nodded.

Sherlock ha dado exactamente en el clavo, definitivamente, no ha perdido facultades. Este fic lo escribí hace mucho...aunque me daba un poco de pereza subirlo xD.

Series 2 left us with a puzzle to figure out. This is my solution. So obviously spoilers for everything. Characters John, Lestrade, Mycroft, Mrs. Hudson & of course Sherlock Holmes. Now complete. 3-1-13 typos fixed and story tweaked to read better.

Oneshoot about Sherlock and a certain woman he meets time after time. Just a tad fluffy and a bit of humor to mix in with the dull life, and what do we get? A random love story.

"Keeping my dear Watson from hypothermia." Was the blunt reply as he put his chin on top of John's head. "Some may describe this as 'cuddling', though." "I do not cuddle." Rated for language and can be seen as friendship or pre-slash.

A veces ocurre al instante... Pero otras veces uno tarda años en poder darse cuenta de ciertas cosas. *Mystrade* *Armarios :P*

Reto 14 días San Valentín del Foro I'm Sherlocked :14 Mini drabbles para adorar a esta pareja. 3

"Not even in my darkest moments before did I even consider the possibility of doing this. But then I suppose that is the whole point. That was before. This is after." Post-Reichenbach. John isn't coping with Sherlock's death and becomes desperate.

Sherlock Holmes is fascinated by death. It seems the feeling is mutual. Pre-Slash. Rated T

John should have known better than to choose this particular song. Rated T for angst and mild slash.

A day in a life at 221B is hardly normal- no matter the day! But why has Sherlock been ignoring Johns calls? What is this mysterious package that's arrived at the flat? Will Sherlock ever stop shooting holes in the wall?

The revelation that Sherlock is alive is the first trace of hope that John has had in a long time. Now he waits in a park to meet with his best friend again. This story contains angst, heartbreak, heartache, hope, love (not necessarily in that order).

A series of 221 word unrelated drabbles, in which I will try to capture the essence of Sherlock and John's friendship and life at 221B. Not as fluffy as one might think. :D

"You asked for it," John said, as he took in the red mark on his flatmate's cheek. Another ficlet where Molly stood up for herself when Sherlock was his normal self. lol

"Please, can you help me? I'm so scared." Jim Moriarty might have convinced you that he's a no strings attached consulting criminal, but there's an extension of him that he is proud to call a daughter. Jim and Sebastian are the only family Elise has, she'd do anything for them, she loves them and they love her too, right? Rest of the summary inside :) Currently undergoing editing!

So much feeling can be contained within a simple touch of the hands. The first three times John held Sherlock's hand he realised that his feelings had grown. The first time that Sherlock held John's hand, he knew there would always be a place for Watson within the inner sanctum of his mind.

John has a shadow he's unaware of, and Sherlock takes up journaling to record a million moments that John can never discover. Warnings: sort of SH/JW, murder, infidelity, etc.

"It took three words to break Sherlock Holmes, but only four to put him back together." Set during & after 'The Reichenbach Fall.'

A Sherlolly spin on what Sherlock was doing before John joined him by the fire in 'The Hound of Baskerville.' Slight reference/foreshadowing of 'The Reichenbach Fall.'

Five points of balance, five people in the balance. Molly Hooper has secrets and he's all out of patches. Tale intended to pair with "Minimum Safe Distance" but can be read as a stand-alone.

A slow-paced Jimlock/Sheriarty fic. After discovering that Watson has moved on, Sherlock makes a choice that changes him. Queue Moriarty, ever curious and ever interested in Mr Holmes. Where will they go? Who will they become? What is to become of the questionable existence of Sherlock's heart? Simple writing, not flowery. Written by Lazarus-James and The-Angry-Blob. No smut yet.

Irene Adler is not the woman in the morgue, Sherlock Holmes resorting to flat-out lies, and the quest for a predawn sugar rush. Tale intended to pair with "Lagrange Points" but can be read as a stand-alone.

Aka, ce que Greg Lestrade est autorisé à faire en présence de Sherlock Holmes. (asexual!Sherlock, slash)

Set after TRF. Was he happy? He didn't even know the meaning of the word anymore, though he did once—before it was so brutally taken away from him. His happiness had come in the form of unruly dark hair and clear blue eyes that John had not had the privilege of seeing for many months.

Sherlock wanted to be a pirate, but what did John want to be? Well one bored Sherlock decides to find out!