The First part of the Family Holmes Series: When Sherlock died, John discovered he'd left everything to him. Everything, including a rather surprising deposit in a rather special bank. When Sherlock returns from the dead three years later, he discovers John made a withdrawal.

Doctor John Watson didn't turn up for the flat viewing with Sherlock, they later meet on a train having faded into each other's pasts. -Short story it's only one scene long

In which Sherlock hallucinates and is visited by Moriarty's ghost. Mention of drug use

Me, Bendydick sister and my friends one lined smut adventures. Mainly meant as a joke.

"A mugging, he scoffed. What a dull, pedestrian way to die." Established S/J

On a hot, London night, Sherlock is bored and decides to exercise his senses. Thanks to BeautifulFiction for the inspiration... A 221B fic contains 211 words with the last one begining with the letter 'B'.

Kinda fluffy, lightly smutty, because I just really needed to write something that wasn't sad or angsty. What it boils down to is that I just needed a fic where things turned out OK for my boys here. Written for a friend, who's prompt was, "Johnlock; A knowing glance across a crowded room."

Poor John deals with so much, but hows he going to handle a Red Bull induced high Sherlock? rated K for a few profanities

John wakes up in the middle of the morning to hear something quite unexpected. Buckets of cuteness ahead. 1st Person POV John

Sally's come down with a cold or possibly the Black Death , so she goes home early. Luckily - and despite a major snowstorm - her boys are always there to help her out.

Fluffiness abounds! John is worn out during some downtime of a particularly grueling case, and Sherlock decides to do something about it. Not Johnlock, but could be seen as early in the relationship. It's just fluff, so yeah. Inspired by a scene in 'The Sign of Four' by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. K plus for some rage from John and Sherlock just being Sherlock. ENJOY THE FLUFF!

"I will burn the heart out of you," Moriarty said, soft music playing behind him. "In the most creative of ways." He turned, and aimed the gun right at the man's chest. A continuation of this is inside of this oneshot story, about Sherlock coping with the death of his one and only friend. Short, sweet, and simple. Peace Love and God bless!

The world teeters on the edge of sinking into an apocalypse of Jim's devising, but first he must remove an obstacle. To be paired with prior works "The End" and "Paid in Full".

Sherlock wakes up naked, sore, and thinking about sex. It is a strange morning, by all measures. Then he remembers everything. Sherlock x John.

Sherlock Holmes is alone in the world. He's 15. He has to care for his dying mother single-handedly and everyone hates him for it. Will the new boy be the one to lift him out of his desperation?

A sudden flatmate at 221B becomes the subject of one of Sherlock's experiments. But she knows she deserves the pain. After all, what she's hiding will be the death of her, or the death of Sherlock and John. Soon, she finds the second impossible to choose.

A week has passed since Sherlock's return, and John's emotions are fraying dangerously. When it appears that even simple consideration is still too much to ask from Sherlock Holmes, John begins to have second thoughts. Maybe this is wrong. Maybe there IS no going back. Oneshot.

Dimmock gets migraines. Lestrade gets worried. NOT SLASH but wear the goggles if that floats your boat. Written for the appaling lack of dimmstrade friendship out there. T for safety & minor language.

Three years later, the tenants of 221b Baker Street come home. Post-Reichenbach, one-shot.

Something stirs in him, something fierce and animal and savage. It wasn't love; John realizes. The feeling is too strong for that. It's more like an intense desire to break Sherlock down piece by piece, like a lion does to a gazelle. To rip him apart until he actually admitted that he needed someone. Angsty John/Sherlock.

Breakfast with Jim Moriarty and Sebastian Moran. With blankets.

"It's too loud." Sherlock mumbled with a wince, his head coming to lie cradled against John's thighs. The shorter man cupped his hands on either side of Sherlock's face, fingers cool and gentle. "The price of your genius." A soft sigh. "Most of us suffer from the opposite."

When Martha Hudson stumbled across one of her old school chums, it didn't seem like a big deal to spin the tale of a better life than she really has. Or at least, it didn't until that friend showed up on her front step, expecting to meet Mrs Hudson's sons. Fortunately, Sherlock always knows just what to do. One-shot, implied Johnlock

Irene has been gone from Sherlocks life for a while. What happens when she suddenly shows up again and turns his mind upside-down? / Oneshot

Sebastian Moran has never been very comfortable with commitment.