In which Sherlock discovered family wasn't defined only by blood or marriage and how he was, without a doubt, an indispensable part of it. No Slash.

Join the (presumed) father-daughter duo as they make their way through the Sherlock universe, destroying everything in their path, all for the sake of their precious "world."

Despite working in the same places, Sherlock Holmes and Molly Hooper have never met. Just barely missing each other by moments, it isn't until Molly takes a step out of her usual routine that she meets the famous detective. It doesn't matter what leads them there, Sherlock and Molly will always meet. One step can change the future, but it can't change fate. Sherlolly (a little AU)

Regina Marks is a highly functioning sociopath whose boring life leads her to London. There she meets an odd bunch of people, including a woman who insists she can have use of her flat. What could possibly go wrong? *I do not own Sherlock*

Sherlock, in his boredom, has started shooting holes in the wall again. Mrs. Hudson and John have had quite enough of it, so John thinks of a way to keep his genius flatmate occupied. And then his genius flatmate decides to start playing dirty. M/M

Historia pewnego nietypowego spotkania. Rzecz dzieje się kilka lat przed wydarzeniami z pierwszego sezonu.

Sufro de T.E.P Vivo recluido en un hospital psiquíatrico, a raíz del incidente. No quiero recordarlo. Después de lo que ocurrió esa noche sé lo que realmente soy. Pero no tengo el valor de quitarme la vida, pues lo conocí a él, a John Watson, el practicante de psiquiatría. Y contra toda probabilidad a pesar de mi enfermedad: lo amo. Mi nombre es Sherlock Holmes, y soy un monstruo.

Las personas de la nieve son altas, hermosas, con una piel tan blanca como la nieve y un corazón tan frió como el hielo. Las leyendas dicen que se aparecen a los viajeros perdidos en tempestades de nieve y que usan su frió aliento para matarlos. ¿Qué tanta verdad existe en estas leyendas? ¿Cómo cambiara una mujer de la nieve cuando se encuentra con una simple aldeana? AU Femlock

John Watson viaja hacia un bosque prohibido, en busca de una gran recompensa que solo recibirá al rescatar a un joven Príncipe. Sin tener en cuenta todas las grandes aventuras y nuevos sentimientos que tendrá al realizar su cometido.

The music was still low, the murmur of the rain and the raging storm outside guiding their movements. As Sherlock led them around the room, he kept his eyes fixed on Molly, when she finally dropped her gaze he felt such a surge of bitter disappointment that it bordered on agonising. "Molly look at me," he beseeched.

One-shot. Johnlock. John and Sherlock travel to Alaska for an admittedly interesting case, but that doesn't mean it isn't too bloody cold.

I'm absolutely positive about three things, to be completely honest. First, my flatmate isn't human. Second, - well, I suppose this is just wishful thinking, but I'm rather sure he wants to kill me. And third: I think I've developed a bit of a crush on him. May my soul find salvation. * Johnlock in the Twilight universe. Need I say more? Probably.

How did we get here? It's a fairly simple question... (A rather silly bit of a best friends misunderstanding)

Rok z życia Sherlocka i Johna, który może zmienić wszystko.

John stara się ułożyć sobie życie po śmierci Sherlocka. Pewnego dnia Mycroft nalega na spotkanie.

Sherlock wraca ze świata zmarłych, a John na nowo przyzwyczaja się do ich wspólnego życia.

Molly is sick. Thankfully, Sherlock seems to know just what to do about it. - A short, fluffy sick fic written for Lilsherlockian1975.

"It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife." -Pride and Prejudice - And thus begins the tale of that single man, Sherlock Holmes, and his clearly very needed wife, Molly Hooper.

Request: Hello! We usually see Sherlock as the asexual one in the Johnlock dynamic. So what about a sexually active Sherlock and an asexual John, for once?

A bit of an introspective on John Watson as storyteller.

Días antes de su boda, John le pide ayuda a Sherlock para que le dé lecciones de baile y así poder conducir a su futura esposa en su primer baile como marido y mujer. (Este FanFic participa en el reto "¡La primera vez!" del foro I am Sherlocked)

John is dealing with the aftermath of the Fall. Sort of. He finds himself becoming less and less inclined to live to see the new sunrise. By an incredible happenstance, he finds an old wooden box filled with handwritten letters, some dated from over two decades ago, and one on the day Sherlock jumped. Things change, and John becomes curious about the recipient.

Sherlock's disgruntled reaction to a story in the press causes John to reflect. [oneshot]

John says Sherlock won't like him when he's truly angry. Sherlock sets out to test the theory. (Set very early in the friendship.)

She had always been able to separate the fodder for her heart from that for her brain and so had managed to always stay in some state of contentment.