They had agreed to keep things secret for a while, it was still very new and delicate. But as time passes and comfort takes over John makes it not-so-secret-anymore which in turn makes Sherlock have the figuratively longest cab ride of his life.

John wonders why Sherlock chose him of all people to be his flatmate, Sherlock tells him that's hardly the right question to be asking. Harmless Fluff.

We really, really do. Written for the Holmestice 2012 December Fest.

Sherlock notices little things about John that are only unique to soldiers.

A collection of stories from the family and friends of Sherlock Holmes. The only character I created was Skylar. Sorry if it's bad or unrealistic to the characters, this is my first time doing a fan fiction. Rated T for occasional cussing.

Hard to hold, cold to touch, Fall to pieces, treat the rush, All your pain will end here. Let the doctor soothe your brain, dear." Inside Sherlock's head during one of his lows after a case. A simple oneshot.

Mrs Hudson has made some jelly and John wants Sherlock to deduce it. Just a silly little fic about how John tries to get Sherlock to eat. My first Sherlock fanfic, so some reviews would be lovely!

"It won't hurt," Sherlock reassures. "I know," John breathes.

Sherlock Holmes wasn't prepared for Molly Hooper. Scratch that, Sherlock Holmes is never prepared for Molly Hooper. Slightly AU.

WARNING: FEEDISM/FAT ADMIRING if you are not comfortable with this PLEASE DON'T READ! "Ten minutes will be fine, for a start." Without looking away from her phone, she raised an eyebrow."We've discussed this already. Twenty minutes." Mycroft scowled but said nothing as he pushed the buttons and set the treadmill for twenty minutes at a fairly slow pace.

this is like a booklet of little stories about the cast of BBC's sherlock. all pairings, situations, genres, everything. i am taking recomendations as well. enjoy!

After Sherlock's death John decides to keep a log of his life. He struggles with life after his mad genius best friend's death, a fact he can't seem to come to terms with. And if he can't come to term with his death will he ever come to terms with the words so long unsaid between the two?

Just a night out with the lads as they try to get home from the pub. Lestrade learns something new about Sherlock - not that he'll remember it in the morning; and John faces inner turmoil and reaffirms his sexuality. Conversation format. Rated T out of paranoia.

Sherlock and John aren't in London anymore. Retirement-era fic.

Five unwelcome well-wishers, and one welcome.

Sequel to Sherlockian Seduction. Scenes of established romance (Sherlock/John) set to the background of "The Hounds of Baskerville" episode 2 series 2. Obviously I don't own BBC Sherlock. Rated for themes.

In a tragic accident, Sherlock is blinded and must overcome the hardships of life and crime solving without his sight.

El destino puede ser muy caprichoso... Y Gregory Lestrade se dará cuenta cuando un accidente en nochebuena y un caso cambien su vida para siempre. *Mystrade*

Mrs. Hudson always knew that it would end with Lestrade at her door. Two knocks, two visits: first Lestrade, then Mycroft.

John suffers an injury and Sherlock is taking care of him. The sudden overwhelming show of affection, however, has made him a little uneasy. I mean, he is NOT gay. Right? Johnlock.

Es el cumpleaños de Sherlock y por mucho que este lo odie, lo tendrá que celebrar. Aunque algo me dice que a partir de hoy, le gustará.

Just a small fic. What John did next. He travelled the world thats what he did. And his travels led him directly to the person that he wanted. Fluffy and rambling! Rated mildly! John/Sherlock.

John had a question to the Holmes boys: why Mycroft carried his brolly around all the time, and Sherlock always used the old-style microscope in this era of CSI technology. One morning he dared to ask. I don't own anything. Thank you for reading. Reviews are welcome. Thank you for all the ENCOURAGEMENT and useful TIPS. ;)

Those words appear as the final blog post of John Watson after the horrifying death of his brilliant detective best friend. John then becomes like the walking dead in his misery until those words start materializing sporadically across the walls of London city streets, leading him to a strangely familiar face. Post-Reichenbach, slightly Reunion fic, likely oneshot.

John find out Sherlock is not dead the morning of his wedding. The news come to much of a surprise to him causing him to faint hitting his head on the floor loosing his memory.