John comes home tipsy from an evening at the pub with Lestrade. Sherlock is in the mood to interrogate and deduce, and John is his chosen victim. Slightly fluffy. First kiss and discovery of feelings. Written with a partner. Enjoy and review fairly. As always Sherlock belongs to Gatiss and Moffatt and the characters belong to Sir ACD, not to me.

London is hot. Sherlock surprises John with some sensible attire and sugary fun ensues.

Sherlock gets turned into a girl. Yep.

John's not dependent on Sherlock. He just has to proove it to his therapist.

Very drabbly drabbles from moments in John and Sherlock's lives that interest me/are stuck in my head. A variety of genres, but hurt/comfort will probably feature a lot. Read in any order.

When the world collapsed around them, many people wished they could get just one moment of their lives back. This is the story of one of them. Set during "The Reichenbach Fall", following Lestrade when he gets the news about Sherlock's suicide and how he reacts to it.

Sherlock has to face the fact that John is not the same person anymore. And who could argue with facts? Alterning POV; Post-Reichenbach; Reunion; Memorabilia; eventual JohnLock.

Death, the sable smoke where vanishes the flame. George Gordon, Lord Byron. John Watson is learning to move on after the Fall when cancer survivor Mary Morstan enters his life. Please R&R if you'd like to see more!

Prompt fill for: We need something lighthearted. Let's write a bizarre AU where everyone traded places, shall we? But try to be as surprising as possible. No easy mirror changes. Hint: Consulting Detective Anderson

Fill for this prompt: Moriarty's poor penmanship causes him to write I U instead of IOU

As it turns out, John isn't the only one in 221B fighting off nightmares... This is just a one-shot and my first published fic ever. Johnlock.

In the hospital, after John's death, Sherlock is left alone with a broken heart and a tiny infant. He can't forgive himself for the events leading up to that day, but he may just forgive his new son. Rated M for strong language, thematic elements, and mentions of male/male pregnancy.

Sherlock seeks to understand some of the baser human motivations. Very M and don't say I didn't warn you Sherlock/OFC

A collection of one-shots revolving around Sherlock and Moriarty, with a wide range of possibilities, because there's more to these two ignorant geniuses that meets the eye. Relationships between the two vary from enemies to friends to even more than friends depending on the one-shot. Rated T for now, rating might go up.

Harry no encajó bien la noticia de que su hermano se alistaba en el ejercito.

Sherlock gives John a porcelain heart for Valentines's day, hoping its contents will give him solace when needed. Johnlock - established relationship.

One-shot drabble about how Sherlock should announce the fact that he is not, in fact, dead.

He never made her laugh. Slight AU.

John complaining about Sherlock on his blog bit embarrassing when Sherlock walks in on him.

A week after Sherlock's death John gets a letter from the genius himself. He can't bring himself to read more than a couple of lines of the letter and folds it up, putting it in a box under his bed. Every month he gets a letter but doesn't open them. What happens when Serlock returns to a John clueless about how he feels?

Post-Reichenbach. Sherlock stays at Molly's flat, and she teaches him a little about sentiment. Or tries to, at least. Oneshot.

"People have died" Post-Reichenbach feels. I'm so sorry! NOTE: this story is now continued in the "Quotes & Echoes" series, posted separately.

When John Watson goes to the 'Annual Army Get Together' he only expected to spy on Sebastian Moran-right hand man to Jim Moriarty. Not to wake up the next morning in a certain Consulting Criminal's bed. It's not really that bad though,he could probably get used to this..

It has been 2 years since Sherlock and Molly had shared a night together during the Fall, why are her dates still being victimised and scared away by a man who couldnt even stay for the morning after. Sherlolly.

A short ficlet to celebrate my... nothing, but why not? John thought his life after the war wold be dull. How wrong he was.