Oneshot. Really short thing produce out of boredom. Post Reichenbach, nightmares keep happening but no one decided to talk about it, or the how and why of the fall. It's all been silent until now.

"Je devine toujours les prédictions de leurs biscuits," s'était vanté Sherlock quelques mois plus tôt. John vérifie cette théorie.

A Reichenbach Poem I wrote for Sparknotes poetry club.

Part 1/3 of the series ESC. Sally Donovan hates small spaces and has a fear of the dark, and it is so unbelievably likely for her to end up getting trapped with Sherlock Holmes in these exact conditions. No no on the pairing, little bit fluffy in a friendship kind of way, no sex, just hurt/comfort.

'The Hounds of Baskerville', as told by William Blake in exactly 100 words. (Also features an acrostic puzzle).

Sherlock's eating something that looked like a pop tart when he complained about John's "Speckled Blonde" entry. It inspired this story. 103-201. Your reviews are very appreciated. Thank you for reading.

A glimpse of dark curls, the swirl of a retreating coat. John can't shake the feeling that he keeps seeing his best friend everywhere.

A year and a half after The Fall, life for Molly Hooper has returned to normal. Well, normal for her. Sherlock, however, has other ideas. Rating is for later chapters. This is my first fan fiction...ever. Unbetaed. Reviews welcome. :) Sequel "Beyond" is now up!

It was chance meeting, neither expected the other yet here they were and it changed everything. A short little drabble. No dialogue. Rated T for suggestions of death and suicide. Spoilers for "The Reichenbach Fall" (kind of). My first story.

Ever since The Fall Sherlock has been waiting for something. Year after year he watches John, waiting. Has it finally happend? *oneshot*

It has been almost 3 years since Sherlock jumped. It has been almost 3 years since John lost his best friend and the best man he has ever known. This is my first fic. R&R

John receives an unwanted present from Harry. He never expected to enjoy it so much. (No incest at all guys, this is pure John/Sherlock)

After solving a particularly difficult case, all John wants to do is to curl up with a cup of tea. But Sherlock is acting a little strange, John's curiosity leads to a surprising, yet pleasant development in their friendship. Fluffy, slashy goodness. What's not to like?

After capturing a killer, Sherlock administers his own special brand of pain relief to John. Mild yet shameless slash! Rated T - because I'm paranoid!

Exactly one year, John had been haunted by the thought of Sherlock's death; stated day, the day of John's attempted suicide - and is rescued by the one he mourned. Lurking in secret the whole year, he had to return, but why? - very slow burning relationship-focused Johnlock fanfiction. Collab; enjoy! M - Later chapters.

Sherlock had always thought feelings were annoying. But what if his feelings for John are mutual?

Post-Reichenbach. Sherlock is gone and John struggles to deal with the loss. But then... Intimacy/UST focused Johnlock straight through. First part of three.

La vida de Irene Adler parece monótona y triste lejos de Londres y sin Sherlock Holmes hasta que su mirada se cruza en la calle con la de un extraño hombre.

"Everything was prepared and ready, Sherlock Holmes would die today" - Just a little scene that I want to happen in 'The Empty Hearse'

Puisque Sherlock Holmes lui fait le privilège d'être sortit de sa tombe pour lui livrer un colis, peut-être la grande soeur de John lui fera-t-elle l'honneur de lui donner un mot. Un seul. Mais celui qui compte.

He's dead, Watson doesn't care, how could he? Zombies don't mourn.

He did owe her something, a hello and something a bit more dramatic. The return.

He just didn't understand how this friendship business worked.

Song fic for Morbidmegz on tumblr established sherlolly Sherlock and Molly fight and Sherlock has to make up for it

People say that Sherlock Holmes is not a human. He's practically a machine who just thought about solve the puzzle and boast about his genius mind. A Sociopath, people said that. So that means there's no space for everyone in his heart, when practically he doesn't has a heart. But, rarely people knows that he actually has a heart. And it grows slowly.