A short John and Sherlock fanfiction. When John gets drunk, Sherlock wants to know why and is surprised by the response.

Sherlock has to go to the dentist, but he doesn't really want to. Just my attempt to write some fluff, no slash. Oneshot.

People believe Sherlock is incapable of love. But that's not true. There was a girl, once. A girl called Kathy McKenzie. She had nerves of steel, an inability to make a final decision and a tendency to do the unexpected. This is the story of how Sherlock's first and only love came to be...

Exile makes you consider things you can usually avoid. Sherlock during the Great Hiatus, after the fall. Part of the 'Recovery Position' universe. I'm proposing a new short-form: 'Love you for a thousand words,' where love is expressed, one kind or another, but the word is not used, in 1 Kiloword.

John et Sherlock sont en week-end pour le mariage d'une amie de Harry et Clara, récemment réconciliées. Bien sûr, ça se passe au Pays de Galles, au Baskerville Hall Hotel très exactement, et il y a encore des pots cassés à réparer. OS post-Junkie, cadeau aux fans. Multitude d'OC. Toujours pas de slash.

Sherlock is called to a crime scene and once again is appalled by Anderson's forensic work.

Teresa has entered into what most artists call an art block. Her friend Kelly decides they should go to Europe for a three month trip to see if they can effectively end the art block. During their three months in London they meet actor Benedict Cumberbatch. Benedict shows her a side of the world she only gets a glimpse into...if she stays in California.

John's new hobby comes in handy when he and Sherlock are asked to go undercover at a Craft Show. Which of his fellow craftsmen is a smuggler? And how will the officers from Scotland Yard react to John's surprisingly profitable hobby? (Part of the Wood Work series, 5 chapters.)

Just why were John and Mycroft were worried so much about Sherlock's drug addiction in the 4th episode, if he was meant to be 'clean' before and during the 1st . Warnings: Contains details about biological decomposition and death.

Une journée comme les autres. Sherlock s'ennuie. John écrit son blog. Mais tout dérape. John/Sherlock

John copes with losing Sherlock after Reichenbach Fall.

She sat comfortably on the sofa and began typing: Dear Mr. Holmes... Sherlock H. / O.C. [Abandoned]

Sherlock was, in fact, lonely. Now he has John. (Sci fi AU)

John is the unpredicted variable in Sherlock's world

There was just one problem. Lestrade couldn't swim.

Johnlock: 221B Baker Street was always filled with noises and it drove John up the wall.

John stands in a higher moral ground that his flatmate, and that's no surprise to anyone. What they don't know, it's that Sherlock's the one that keeps remining him of that. Sherlock's the only one that cares enough and that knows him well enough that he knows that John needs a reminder. Sherlock's done for him what he does to no one. John thinks it's time to repay the favour.

They had agreed to keep things secret for a while, it was still very new and delicate. But as time passes and comfort takes over John makes it not-so-secret-anymore which in turn makes Sherlock have the figuratively longest cab ride of his life.

John wonders why Sherlock chose him of all people to be his flatmate, Sherlock tells him that's hardly the right question to be asking. Harmless Fluff.

We really, really do. Written for the Holmestice 2012 December Fest.

Sherlock notices little things about John that are only unique to soldiers.

A collection of stories from the family and friends of Sherlock Holmes. The only character I created was Skylar. Sorry if it's bad or unrealistic to the characters, this is my first time doing a fan fiction. Rated T for occasional cussing.

Hard to hold, cold to touch, Fall to pieces, treat the rush, All your pain will end here. Let the doctor soothe your brain, dear." Inside Sherlock's head during one of his lows after a case. A simple oneshot.

Mrs Hudson has made some jelly and John wants Sherlock to deduce it. Just a silly little fic about how John tries to get Sherlock to eat. My first Sherlock fanfic, so some reviews would be lovely!

"It won't hurt," Sherlock reassures. "I know," John breathes.