John has decided to drag Sherlock out of the flat for a walk on a lovely spring day, much to Sherlock's chagrin. (cover photo belongs to Reapersun)

Short little one shot about Lestrade giving John Sherlock's coat after the Fall. Rating for paranoia. Please R&R!

Three years after the Fall, John has begun to rebuild his life, and he's regained at least a semblance of normalcy. He has a job, a girlfriend and a new house, far from 221 B Baker Street. But then he begins to notice signs. Is someone playing with him, is he losing his mind, or could Sherlock actually be back from the dead?

Death can be found, but only when he chooses, and he can be summoned, and almost always he answers the call. Death doesn't have a body or being. He simply is. All of this is known, and yet, there is something that isn't. Death has a fascination. Rated T for now, might change in the future.

Co stało by się z Sherlockiem, gdyby pewnego dnia John odszedł? Luźno inspirowane piosenką Radiohead.

After Sherlock jumped of the roof John stills misses him and his girlfriend wants to find out who Sherlock was.

Even though his nightmares have changed, every night John Watson goes to war. So then why is he not afraid of the dark? -In which John (accidentally) finds a reason to brave his nightmares and Sherlock finally decides to come home- causing John to question more than just his coping strategies, and Sherlock to experiment with something he never thought would interest him: Family.

Just a one-shot idea I had of how Sherlock could return and reveal himself to the public.

Here's a little fic that involves both John's and Sherlock's POV. I based it off of a prompt I found on tumblr. All mistakes belong to me. I had to write it down and get it out of my head before I forgot. Please review and tell me what y'all think!

There are different sorts of evil in the world. There is the evil of James Moriarty and then there is the evil of one... well, it's easier to let Mycroft Holmes tell you. The cycle goes on and on, the war rages on, and nothing changes.

NOW COMPLETE! A pastiche with Les Liaisons Dangereuses by Choderlos de Laclos

Sherlock is back after the Reichenbach Fall! And so is his unlimited texting plan, which he uses to his advantage against a group of journalists seeking the truth behind the Fall. Meanwhile, a certain ex - army doctor and a DI from Scotland Yard also receive these messages. The World's Only Consulting Detective and his blogger are back!

Sherlock doesn't catch on in time and John suffers the consequences. Sherlock then must make a decision to either do what is right or seek revenge. Slash and major character death. Please read and review!

There's been a suicide. It's not Lestrade's division, and he's not sure he wants it. (K for theme)

93 days, 3 hours, 15 minutes, and 6 seconds. That was how long it had been since Sherlock Holmes forged dozens of government documents, dyed his hair blonde, and recreated himself as Arthur Nichols, a superbly ordinary young man living in Scotland. And he still had nothing on Moriarty. Until he finds himself an assistant of sorts: a girl by the name of Ainsley Boyd. S/OC

John wants a dog so he asks Sherlock in a rather peculiar way. Just a little something I whipped up. Quite cute if I do say so myself.

Molly Hooper is trying to keep up her happy front, but she's breaking inside. And she won't let anyone else see. Can Sherlock put his skills to something other than murders, or will he fail to understand human nature once again? There may be character death/violence.

Sherlock Holmes can't be dead. He isn't real.

"You know my methods, John. I'm known to be indestructible." TEH explored a few of 'the fall' theories – but wouldn't the greatest trick have been if it weren't a trick at all? What if the simplest explanation is the most plausible and Sherlock really did survive a four storey fall? An AU, scientifically-plausible solution from Sherlock's perspective. Sherlolly hints.

Sherlock is the Moon, completely alone in the dark sky. He enjoys the solitary comfort of night, until one day, the Sun shines light on his dark world, and he is never the same.

"You're posing as Sherlock's sister?" "No, as his wife."

"All men dream, but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds, wake in the day to find that it was vanity: but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act on their dreams with open eyes, to make them possible." T. E. Lawrence

Sherlock's worst fear is realised; he has suffered a slight break down and has to rest! How will he cope? Lol! :-D

When Mycroft pays a visit to his ill younger brother book spines are bent and promises are asked that both of them know cannot be kept. A childfic.

I thought of every fictional character and famous person I like, and then I'm making sherlock deduce them. beware, lots of chapters. My list has 175 people on it. Rated T for language