Was it wrong to be disappointed when a bullet missed you by mere inches? Johnlock. One-shot. ;D

It's been hard for John and he's done with feeling alone. He's about to do something drastic when Sherlock saves the day yet again. Will he find out what John was doing up in his room? Warning: Near suicide. This will be Johnlock and I hope that doesn't bother you. Rated T for the themes

The coffee really did turn out to be worth missing death for.

When a mysterious woman by the name of Mel comes to live in the vacant room of 221B Baker Street with abilities that match the brilliant detective's, Holmes and Watson discover they are living with more than just a young American girl.

Animosity: an extreme enemy. Lies: those closest to you. Tea: ….awkward. Wesley Mrone is a twenty five year old university graduate looking for her two half brothers and, in finding them, acquires the aid of John Watson. Is she telling all? Is any of it true? Is this as Mary-Sue as it sounds? (no) A collaboration of two great minds bring you ALCTS!

Underneath everything is the slight constriction of muscles and the knowledge that Moriarty has escaped. Sherlock, John, and Lestrade learn to leave behind the threat of Moriarty. They will get through it, they always do.

Sherlock remembers the first time he met John Watson from his exile in France.

Sherlock despises it. Especially when it's not actual dancing.

In which Sherlock gets pinkeye and is forcibly restrained, John is exasperated, Mycroft is surprisingly helpful, and Lestrade attempts to help but fails miserably. Not a one shot, hopefully an actual story with plot and things!

Molly, Molly Hooper, et si elle avait tout faux, et que si, elle était bien à la hauteur? La parfaite hauteur pour cette tâche, et Sherlock ne dira pas le contraire. Lui.

La señora Hudson siempre ha sido una buena casera. Como no subir cuando había gritos entre SUS chicos hace unos minutos y ahora no se oye ni una palabra...solo algún ruido no identificable...xD Pequeño Slash, nada explícito, patatín patatán...

Jim didn't have the good graces to clear out his belongings before he died. He's left that to those who knew him. He's left them a little puzzle too... [Post-Fall. My 20th Moriarty story, I'm told. Happy anniversary to me.]

Sekwel do fika Bez Ciebie,o tym co działo się z Sherlockiem, gdy John po rozgrywce z Moriarty m wyjechał do Brighton i zostawił detektywa samego na Baker Street.Liryka nie jest przyrodzonym stanem Sherlocka Holmesa, dlatego z chęcią odegrałby teatr uczuć aby zatrzymać przy sobie Johna. Sęk w tym,że wcale nie musi nic odgrywać.Przedwalentynkowy fik romantyczny z konfiturą w tle.

This is a poem I wrote when I watched The Reichenbach Fall for the second or third time. I had been thinking about the line Sherlock says that goes "I may be on the side of the angels, but don't think for one second that I am one of them." I hope you like it.

John sometimes wonders what life would be like if everyone was like Sherlock. Kingdom!verse. Drabble-esque.

It is a monumental mistake to theorize before you have all the data. It is an even bigger mistake to underestimate the depths Doctor John Hamish Watson will go to for Sherlock Holmes. Second Person Narrative, in which John realizes something is up and there is nothing that can stand in his way. References to thoughts of suicide and vague, minor character death.

What if John knew Sherlock before any of this madness happened? Right at the start of Sherlock's detectiving? And what if John never realized this until a little known event called the Reichenbach Fall? I'm not saying it's true; I'm just asking what if? Rated T because it's the Reichenbach Fall. That is not kiddie-friendly!

We had to write an essay in our english class and one of the titles we could choose was "Dear John" which immediatly made me think of Sherlock. "Write a letter to end a relationship. Be honest but try not to be cruel" was the instruction for that title and I thought that it was a perfect chance to write fanfiction and make homework all at once... so here's the result.

Prompt: John gives Sherlock his dog tags.

'Anthea' isn't the only name she goes by. But which name fits her the best, and how did she get them? This is a short story taking a look into the reasons behind the many false names of Mycroft's anonymous assistant.

Well, I guess the titel tells everything. Johnlock. I take requests.

Sherlock finds the world rather confusing. Too many things are paradoxical to made sense of it all. Will be a series of (likely) oneshots all based on a paradox.

When a fed-up Lestrade answers Mycroft's phone, how will one call impact on their relationship when they are invited to a black-tie dinner, where everything that can go wrong does go wrong? Drama and humour R&R?

Three years have passed since the Fall, since Reichenbach. John has tried to move on and discovered he can't.

What was going through Sherlock and John's heads during the cab chase in "Study in Pink" ? Prompt fill. Rated T for swearing.