Based on post I wrote on tumblr. Includes a naked Sherlock and a certain baffled pathologist.

Sherlock enjoys naked cuddles, and Greg enjoys naked cuddles. John, however, doesn't... Come to think of it, neither Greg nor Sherlock have ever seen John completely naked. Why? What is he hiding? John/Sherlock/Greg ONE SHOT *Warning: Contains mentions of abuse* All characters belong to Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, the modern characters to Steven Moffat and Mark Gatiss.

'She was beautiful enough for any liaison not to be a chore.' -Sherlock and Janine oneshot. How did their relationship begin? Post-S3E2.

Originally posted on AO3. "John's whole body tenses and stills, his hand gripping the wooden banister hard enough for his knuckles to turn white. His mind is filled with awful memories from his time in Afghanistan. The deafening cracks of gunshots, the blood curling screams of his comrades as bullets rip through them, the pain on their faces. It's unbearable." Rated T for swearing.

OS. John découvre un terrible secret malgré lui… Pas de Slash.

If Sherlock Holmes thought that his best friend's marriage was a gateway into singularity again, then sorely mistaken was the genius detective. [Platonic Johnlockary fluff.]

An unusual string of murders draws the attention of Sherlock and John, and they quickly figure out its the works of a master assassin. Upon further investigation, Sherlock finds out it's the work of his sister, who was long thought to be dead. Can Sherlock find her and reveal the truth of her deceitful childhood before she kills again? Or is Riley destined to be a killer for life?

Sherlock and John get a bit more than they bargained for when they meet a spritely little songbird named Mary Fisher. Of course, so does Mary when she finds herself in an explosive vest less than a week after meeting them. Author's Note: I realize there are a few inconsistencies between chapters one and two. Chapter 2 is more right so please forgive the inability to use this site!

Written for LETSWRITESHERLOCK prompt about First Times. This is a 2-chapter cracky, humorous season 3 fix-it. Romance,considering it involves a repressed ex-army doctor and a borderline sociopath. First time-slash. Johnlock-obviously. Parentlock-implied. Rated M for adult sexual tensions and the relief there-of. Now Posting Chapter 2. :D

John wakes up one morning to find Sherlock with his suitcase made. What makes the good doctor take his luggage and escort, is that Sherlock says he needs him for that case. And when it comes, the implications of it will make John rethink what kind of relationship he wants with the detective, while solving the case. "You're proposing something, Sherlock?" Johnlock. Slash

She watches the sunset. She has always felt slightly ambivalent about sunsets – she has never really liked things to end, even days – and the feeling grows stronger the older she gets. Sherlock/Sally, part of my ongoing universe.

Sherlock is in hiding, cut off almost entirely from mankind, in an attempt to keep safe from criminal superpowers. This isolation is beginning to cripple the genius' mind and, on a whim, Mycroft brings Sherlock the one thing neither man ever expected to give a lonely Holmes salvation; a heart -Based off Twilight Zone episode "The Lonely" -Sherlock AU; SciFi ish ; Eventual Johnlock-

Holmes and Watson race against time across a snow covered London trying to solve the mystery of a kidnapped woman – the mystery being that no-one believes her to be missing. No-one except Sherlock and his client that is! Our intrepid sleuths encounter a criminal blast from Sherlock's past and come face to face with a deadly opponent before a thaw brings an end to winter.

"Sherlock is pissed because it seems that four pints of larger, two shots of tequila and a glass of wine has resulted in Lestrade becoming a little bit too friendly with everyone. And by everyone, Sherlock really means John." Rated T for swearing.

Gregory Lestrade and Mycroft Holmes finally meet. There appears to be an instant yet mysterious chemistry...

Everyone on earth is born with eyes that see in black, white, and an endless series of greys. When you meet your soulmate, you finally see the world in color. We're all searching for the person who brings color to our lives. John and Sherlock are no exception.

Sherlock thinks that the boyfriend tag is a waste of time, but he realises there are slight perks to being a good boyfriend. Established sherlolly, smut ending.

I took the name of the title from the original Sherlock story "The Five Orange Pips". John Watson is asked to help a sick, homeless man who lives in the underground of London. John gets trapped in an old bunker, which is about to be detonated, hunted by a madman, who does his best to kill the doctor.

At the strike of midnight a deal was struck. Sherlock would receive the knowledge desired for the 'small' price of his little brother, Sebastian M. Holmes.

Sherlock Holmes est atteint d'un cancer du pancréas en stade terminal. Il ne lui reste plus que quelques mois à vivre. Ce journal est l'histoire de ces derniers jours de souffrance, de joie et de désespoir. Ce journal est la dernière trace du meilleur détective de tous les temps.

"For once it was truly over" After the wedding Sherlock was left in pieces and in need of comfort of the one person who could pick up the pieces. Sherlock's pov.

A less-than-1000-words drabble in which Sherlock pukes butterflies and John finds out... yup. / Blame my insomnic muse. / Probably the weirdest fic you'll read today.

Adelaide Thuot is a New Orleans girl whose intelligence and carefully hidden life has caught the interest of Sherlock Holmes. She becomes his intern, and the two learn to work with one another as they solve cases around London. This story is pre-Watson. Rated T to be safe.

Sherlock has gone off to destroy Moriarty's web, leaving Molly back home. But keeping a secret isn't something she's particularly used to. Luckily, she has Sherlock's older brother to share this burden with. And despite Sherlock's warnings, Molly slowly falls more for this man who only looks like he has a frozen heart. Mollcroft Based on a prompt from Bellarsam Chrisjulittle

A short story that just crossed my (admittedly) funny odd mind and that absolutely should not be taken seriously ;-) BTW - I don't own anything and most definitely not Benedict Cumberbatch! (this part always make me quite sad...)