Once upon a time, there was nothing... actually there was 150 years' worth, but it's traditional to use material you find lying around. I was thinking about house blessings, where in some traditions you recount the origin of the world, and how it might go in mine, these days. A duplex 221b

Sherlock and Irene have always been drawn to each other. After saving her life, Sherlock pays Irene a visit. They find out what happens when they're allowed to fully collide. Femlock, with gratuitous use of riding crops. Explicit.

Brain damaged!Anderson. Anderson tugged on Greg's pants leg, holding up the childishly coloured dinosaur, looking at him, waiting for his aproval. Greg ruffled his hair, careful of the scars, from when they'd had to reconstruct his shattered skull, and he found it in him to smile and take the picture. "Getting better, Gillian." He lied.

One night Molly needs Sherlock and he doesn't care.

Molly Hooper contemplates suicide. Not really Sherlolly but if you want to take it that way feel free to. One shot.

Molly Hooper is turned down her dream job at the prestigious St. Bartholomew's Hospital simply because she is a woman. Hurt, Molly masquerades as Michael to prove she is more than capable. Everything is fine, until Molly falls for a mysterious man... xx Rating for mild language xx

The chessboard has sat in 221B for months, but John has now discovered its secret.

In which the newlyweds have a difference of opinion. They are, after all, only human.

How would Sherlock feel if the roles were reversed on a certain fateful day?

What happens when Sherlock is called out to help a band whose music has been stolen, who would have thought the case could be such a complicated one? Is this the case sherlock couldn't solve?

A mão de John na sua era quente e parecia tudo de mais real no Universo. Sherlock mal sabia o quanto. - One-shot

Sherlock was kidnapped by Moriarty and has changed dramatically. Now it seems he's becoming slightly worse, but will the ex-soldier be able to figure out why before it's too late?

One of them has been out to have fun, the other is ill and has been waiting all evening. A fluffy drabble. (Another collaboration with The Lady of Purpletown.)

Sherlolly one shot with a touch of fluff. Set after the Reichenbach Fall but before Sherlock's return. This story was named after a Paul McCartney song. Sherlock is staying/hiding in Molly's flat. Sherlock starts to realise how much Molly has done for him over the years and wants to show his gratitude.

One-shot. Molly is about to decide wether to register in a dating website or not. How will Sherlock react? Translation of "Reloj biológico"

Première fic. Pas de prétention, pas de résumé. A lire si vous le voulez. Post Chute.

Une lettre, un post-it, un gribouillage sur le coin d'un brouillon, un sms jamais envoyé, un message vocal. Autant d'instants volés que de sentiments exprimés.

From a prompt by Nocturnias: Molly needs a favour from Sherlock. This one's unbetaed. One-shot.

Birthday present for SecretMoustache 2. A 221B chosen with our trip to a certain famous door very much in mind - will he knock... or maybe that might be dangerous... Genre chosen as suspense, but mostly as nothing else fitted - how can a 221B be suspenseful! Ah, well, maybe over who it is who's turning up at that famous door in Baker Street - he might not be who you think.

Sherlolly. Sherlock makes an interesting discovery while making out with Molly. Further investigation is needed. Rated M to be safe. Belated birthday gift for MorbidbyDefault.

John has a talent but can't see how skilled he is. When his old choir director turns up will he pass up a chance to sing in the Royal Albert Hall?

"That's twice." He says darkly... Can be read along with Look Out My Window.

We've all got scars. Only Molly's just now talking about hers, much to Sherlock's displeasure.

Between his traitor of a body and Molly's fascination with Lady Hudson's hedge maze, Sherlock Holmes doesn't stand a chance. Regency Era AU. Oneshot. [Prompt fill for MorbidMegz]

Sherlock returns, but his friendship with John is damaged. Nevertheless, they embark on their final hunt to finish off Moriarty's net, but it ends in a catastrophe: Sherlock is shot and lapses into a coma. As John keeps vigil, he reads Sherlock's diary written during the hiatus. Slowly, he begins to understand and finds himself wishing for another miracle. Completed.