It's 1870. Bored and annoyed with people and life, Sherlock Holmes moves beneath the Royal Opera House. He finds a student in the form of a young singer, Molly Hooper. As the years go on, Sherlock's obsession grows, but what will happen when Molly's childhood crush makes appears? And what about all these murders? Was it really Sherlock? Or is he being framed?

Plotless once again. In which Sherlock is bored, which is never a good thing. Not JohnLock I do not own Sherlock.

"John Watson never really liked the was raining when his father had left him as a child. Pouring when the cancer finally stole his mother from him. Depressingly drizzling when he woke up in hospital after being shot. And now, here he was, face first in a pile of mud and Lord knows what else, and it was sodding raining. Oh, and there was a knife in his back."

The complete retelling of Mary and John Watson's wedding through the perspective of Molly Hooper and Greg Lestrade. Including, of course, some things that the viewer missed entirely...

Moriarty has come back from the grave and is insistent on ruining Sherlock's life once and for all. When Sherlock finds himself in an unusual situation, he has to figure out how to fix what Moriarty has done before his whole world comes crashing down around him.

He knows that a reflection is nothing more than a shiny surface presenting an image of what is directly in front of it, yets finds himself captivated by his own image. Especially in his two years Away.

This time, nothing will be the same. / This is really angsty so you have been warned. I don't want to spoiler but it's kind of an open ending where you can decide if it's good or bad. So hopefully that's some compensation..? Warnings for bad language and aggressive tendencies?

We'll take a cup of kindness yet. - A sequel to When Irish Eyes Are Smiling.

Molly loved Sherlock, she believed in him, she would do anything for him, even kill him; not even Sherlock could have predicted just how much dying would change his life. But now he is starting to see some of those things he used to always miss before, especially when it comes to Molly. Post TRF sherlolly. Rating subject to change. Please R&R!

It had been eight months, two weeks, three days and nearly two hours since the life of Dr. John Watson had been turned upside down. A friendship fic, rated T for subject matter. I am not a medical person, I don't know whether this can actually happen. No offence is meant to anyone dealing with any issues raised in this story. Angst! Hope you enjoy, please review, please be kind!

Sherlock has a nightmare, and it hurts. But it's not hurting him. It's hurting John more, which is somehow so much worse. Johnlock.

Sherlock falls in love with Dr. John Watson, and for the first time in his life, he doesn't know what to do with himself. They hold hands like they're gripping a lifeline. Sherlock isn't sure what he should do with his fingers, but John seems to know a thing or two about the art. Drabbles containing losses and first loves in the lives of Sherlock Holmes and John Watson. Smut,fluff

A short one-shot, alternate scene to Greg's hospital visit in HLV. Instead of Sherlock disappearing, Greg is faced with an unexpected reaction to a hospitalized Sherlock and winds up figuring out something that he really would have rather not known. S3 SPOILERS

John sees a folder on the coffee table in the flat and opens it, and an awkwardly funny conversation follows. Takes place in 221B sometime before the end of season 2. Non-slash but sort of makes fun of people who find slash in everything John says. Oneshot.

Sherlock, a young merman, has always been fascinated by the world above the sea; the world of the humans. To go to the surface, however, his completely forbidden. One day, however, Sherlock breaks the rules and swims to the surface - only to make a very unlikely friend.

When Mrs Hudson dies unexpectedly, Sherlock and John are left trying to deal with the loss their beloved landlady. *Season 3 AU*

In the midst of their reunion in The Empty Hearse, Sherlock revisits all the memories he's made with Lestrade. Featuring Papa!Lestrade and an OC. Spoilers for 3x01. Mentions of Suicide. This is a oneshot.

Why Sherlock is not allowed to go to the casino. OR Who John Watson finally kicked his gambling habit. One shot. Might be crack but I can see this happening.

This is a one-shot that came to me after watching the Season 2 finale. It is based on John's reaction to Sherlock's death as inspired by the finale. I do not want to give too much away. Summaries are hard! Disclaimer: I do not own Sherlock.

John Watson is just a man. A man whose tolerance for sexual frustration has almost reached its limit. The object of his desire? Sherlock. The problem? Sherlock thinks he's straight and John doesn't think Sherlock's interested. Sherlock is just a man too, but he doesn't want to jeopardise their friendship. The solution? A prostitute who looks a lot like Sherlock.

Oneshot, John goes to a reunion for the soldiers he went to war with and Sherlock gets dragged along. Sherlock/John, smut, John goes full commander mode

"We'll begin with the riding crop," she said. Sherlolly one-shots that can stand alone or be read together. Lemons inside.

Sherlock announced, "I need the complex secretomotor phenomenon characterized by the shedding of tears from the lacrimal apparatus, without any irritation of the ocular structures." In other words, he needed to cry.

Greg Lestrade is having a bad day at the office when his wife calls him and makes it worse, Greg rants and then hangs up on her. When he gets another phone call a while later, he expects it to be his wife, but it isn't. Mycroft and Greg tease each other about this and that and Greg's day becomes better. Mystrade-ish.

Originally intended to be a smutshot but changed due to my inability of writing without plot. An intelligence agent whose job it is to catch Moriarty finds herself on the wrong side of the trap. This takes place post-Hounds of Baskerville and pre-Reichenbach Fall.