John's past comes back to bite him, quite literally, Sherlock would like to know exactly who is doing the biting, and Moriarty doesn't quite understand that if you want to live, you don't mess with them. A follow up/side story to Moon Song, rated T for non-graphic dark themes and Moriarty.

"Cocaïne ou heroïne ?" "Pardon ?" "C'était quoi ? De la cocaïne ou de l'héroïne ?"

"Cocaine or heroin?" "Sorry?" "Which was it? Was it cocaine or heroin?"

These are some text messages of conversation me and my friend (Sharklock) have in the characters of john and Sherlock and maybe others. I have adapted them for fanfiction in the hope that you would enjoy reading them as much as we had. It goes from Sherlock's return after the fall onwards. hope you like it:) please review

Corin Cassidy had been living at 221B for a few years already when Sherlock came into the picture. Though both anti-social and highly intellectual, living together may prove to be a challenge. (Sorry for the bad summary, it's less boring than it sounds.) SherlockxOC

Juliet Holmes-Watson is like her father in many ways. Except that she is young and experiencing love for the first time, she can't stop herself from falling from an older guy, James. The relationship causes a bigger tear in her family than was already there, but Sherlock's meddling only pushes her towards James, a man whose only goal is to break her heart.

"I have a hard time believing you really are alive though and a harder time still at pretending along with everyone else you're dead..." After the Reichenbach Fall, Sherlock reads a letter from Molly. (Implied Sherlolly.) Short oneshot.

John is sick of Sherlock's idiocy, Sherlock is a little confused and very remorseful, and Hamish is adorably astute. Rated K because I'm uber-paranoid and I'm unsure as to what counts as a swear word.

Instructions: "With your iPod on shuffle, listen to ten songs, and write a drabble for each." I chose Johnlock, and these are absolutely ridiculous! :)

Dedicado a Salviohexia…. Feliz cumpleaños nena. El gobierno británico y un detective de New Scotland Yard toman vacaciones.

Molliarty/Sherlolly. Molly and Moriarty commiserate. Sherlock confronts Molly

The first year without Sherlock was the hardest. The second year without Sherlock was infuriating. The third year without Sherlock was maddening. It's enough to make anyone question their sanity. Post-Reichenbach. One-shot.

Mycroft finally gathers up the courage to ask DI Lestrade on a proper date. But can Mycroft make this work, or will it crumble under his fingers and slip away? Smut starts on chapter 5! fluff, occasional angst, and depending on reviews, quite a few lemons

Everyone can. So why couldn't Sherlock and John? (basically just a pwp with long introduction - there is a little point in that)

It all started with a text Sherlock received from The Woman-she's back in town. John won't admit to himself that he has feelings for Sherlock, but his time to tell him that is fleeting. Does Sherlock feel the same way? One-shot.

Greg has a green thumb. So does Mycroft. Shameless Mystrade fluff.

Un pequeño incidente entre tantos días de convivencia es normal. Porque es convivencia, ¿verdad? Johnlock

Time for some feels. Buckle your seat belt and get ready for some tears. I've improved my skill from silly short stories to elaborate novels. This here is the first chapter to John and Sherlock's journey. So Sherlock's not dead, and he's decided to ease John into that realization. And how to do that? Say "Hi" just before John attempts to commit suicide. (More than 1 chapter)

Which was fine, it was all fine, except for when it wasn't; which was often, if John were honest with himself. One sided JohnLock

At the end of a day, when Anderson's been a prat and John's snapped in front of the whole NSY, John just really wants a cup of tea. But no, Sherlock just has to steal his tea. For Christ's sake.

A back story about how Sherlock and Lestrade met. I DON'T OWN SHERLOCK! I don't know how Sherlock's father treated him, but I thought of this. HERE YOU GO! *hands you tissues* you'll need them. Trust me. Reminder: This is my first Sherlock fanfic. Flames will be used to fuel my fireplace, and praises will be rewarded with cookies! WARNING: abuse and neglect.

Actually getting superpowers had been a bit different from how they imagined it back in those days. Contrary to how generations of acne-ridden teenagers had always theorized, there was a single, surefire way to get everything you've ever wanted, and now the world knew what it was. All you had to do was make the mistake of wishing for it. superpowers!johnlock. futurenoncon

"If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy? If our love's insanity, why are you my clarity?" - On a rainy London afternoon, John Watson's hazy world suddenly turned into one of full clarity. - [ Post-Reichenbach ]

Sherlock and John must attend the trial regarding Moriarty, but will they ever make it there? My take on how the pre-trial scene would've went... I don't own these characters...I WISH I did!

Sometimes a heart beat can change you forever.