Traducción de un fic de Raindrop. Veintiún segundos de duda y confusión cuando Sherlock ve aparecer a John en la piscina.

AU. Mountainverse. Sherlock teaches John some useful phrases in the Nepali language. Established relationship. Really...language lessons!

Sequel to Their Young One Gone. [I dug my palms into the counter. I took a sharp breath. Tears clouded my vision and I turned my face away. I wiped my eyes but they were tear-filled once again. Even though my heart was telling me it had had enough now, my brain kept uncovering more and more memories of her, of us.] One-shot. Parentlock.

A random day in Sherlock and John's life. Sherlock has burnt John's jumper. John's not talking. Established Johnlock. Fluff. One-shot. Text fic. Read it if you want. If you don't, you won't miss anything. :D

Molly est malade et personne n'est présent pour prendre soin d'elle. Personne sauf...

C'est finalement plus dur que se l'imaginait au début Mycroft! Il aurait du vraiment écouter Grégory! Maintenant il ne peut que s'en prendre à lui même! L'homme du gouvernement va devoir aller jusqu'au bout de sa mission. Mais va t'il y arriver avec succès...

Sherlock died. She jumped off the building and maid physical contact with the ground. They mourned her. He mourned her for two years. So why is it that out of the blue she turns up when she is supposed to be dead. Wing-Lock and Femlock,

Un cauchemar peut en dire long sur ce que vous vivez.

Traducción de "The Gift of One's Self", un fic de Jemisard. Final alternativo de "El gran juego". Moriarty pone en práctica otro juego con Sherlock y John.

Molly sneaks into Sherlock's apartment in his absence to leave him a surprise birthday present. And finds there Irene Adler who seems to have had the same brilliant idea. What will ladies do waiting for Sherlock and what gift will he get at the end? It's January 6, but it's gonna be hot!

Greg, feeling so out of place in the restaurant they were currently dining in, peered over his menu at the man sitting across from him. It was their anniversary of sorts. Fifteen meetings in the past year, all held for the single purpose of discussing Sherlock and the so far fruitful attempt to keep him clean and occupied.

Traducción de "Bonds of Blood", un fic de Charlock221. Cuando un viejo amigo del ejército viene a visitar a John, un nuevo caso no tarda en provocar tensiones en todos, poniendo a prueba las lealtades y forzando los límites. Y por si no fuera suficiente, un rostro familiar acecha en las sombras, esperando el momento oportuno para atacar.

John comes home from a busy day at work to find Sherlock in the kitchen. 221B format. Written by Mycroft, Goldfish and Anthea.

Where would someone storage a sabre? Sherlock-logic. Taking place the night before John's job interview during the 'Blind Banker' case. Only a short bit of allday humour, done as a apprentice piece, one of my first tries to write in English.

Sherlock has a secret and he is afraid that his family will stop loving him, if they find out about it. One day though, Sherlock can not bear the burden of his secret anymore and he shares it with Mycroft, although he fears the worst. Kidlock. Trans!Sherlock

Moriarty always had problems with depression, but life keeps finding a way to call him back. Prequel 2008. Based on this image prompt: www. benedictstenning. com/chasing-cotards/oh4kxuiyc2yoh1pltetg2gjsymkjp8

Set after Season 3, John has left Mary to be with Sherlock. Basically just smut but with a bit of backstory woven in. A brief mention of Mystrade. Mainly from John's POV.

John se mira esa calavera y no puede evitar preguntarse de quien es, Sherlock decide que es tiempo de darle una respuesta a esa pregunta, a pesar de lo duro que puede ser la historia detrás de la calavera

A bit of parent!lock sick fic fluff for lilsherlockian1975 :)

A place to put all of my johnlock drabbles from tumblr. Probably won't be anything new after I post what I've got - I've kind of drifted away from the Sherlock fandom. Stripper!AU, daddy!kink, fluff

John Watson is the new guard at a top secret prison in London. A prison built for only one person. Sherlock Holmes. (This story can also be found on wattpad, same name and author )

Quizás enloquecer no sea tan mala idea en comparación con pasar la vida entera vagando por esta extensión limitada de tierra, en soledad y atormentado por jamás saber si lo que vio fue real o no./Este fanfic participa en el "Intercambio por el 3er aniversario" del foro I am sherlocked./3er. Lugar Mejor AU Premios TJLC 2015

Watson sits on the couch, remembering the night he failed when Sherlock needed him most. (Okay this is a bad summary.)

Sherlock Holmes is a great man, but if we're lucky, one day he'll be a good one. Two years after his staged death, Sherlock returns. But not everything is has he left it. There's a woman living in Baker Street now, and John has gone and gotten himself engaged. Idiots! S.H./ OC

It fell on a Sunday evening. The trigger was, oddly enough, a cigarette. (Sherlock has a panic attack, and John's right there to help him through it. Total fluff for a friend who's had a tough day.)