"The greatest shock of a dead body is how ordinary it looks." And how ordinary it becomes. WARNINGS: mentions of suicide and rough sex.

Como Sherlock pode continuar sua vida depois do que aconteceu naquela noite? Como pode seguir vivendo depois de perder seu melhor amigo?

In which Lestrade wears leather and Mycroft loves it, the result they each want leather in the bedroom. Short little one-shot

Meant to be a companion to Korean Elections. Mycroft takes care of his brother.

Five times in his life, John Watson found himself praying to a Christian God he wasn't sure he believed in. And once, he found it wasn't necessary.

Sherlock attempts to apply a popular neurological theory to his relationship with John; it doesn't end well. Life is more than a rapidfire series of electrical charges and love is much, much more than a combination of dizzy chemicals. SHERLOCK SAYS REVIEW

221B has never felt so lonely, and there have never been so many cups of tea lying around in inappropriate places. My take on what might happen if Sherlock did The Final Problem. Not slash,three shot. Now complete.

DI Lestrade tries to figure out Sherlock's new flatmate. Written for a href " prompt at sherlockbbc's Make Me a Monday.

A small song fic. Some reflections from Sherlock and Mycroft's mother. Rated T for mention of suicide.

A companion piece to "Merry Christmas, Mr. Holmes." Sherlock doesn't know what to get John for Christmas. friendship/pre-slash/fluff.

Because I cringed for Molly. I really did.

John wakes up with a few revelations about the nature of his and Sherlock's relationship, SLASH

John decides to disclose some highly personal information concerning him and the eponymous Sherlock - meant for his eyes only. M-rated, Sherlock/John slash. NB: Complete! Sequel in progress.

Oneshot, written for a kinkmeme prompt that essentially boiled down to: Moran doesn't think much of John Watson, until their paths cross and John beats the crap out of him. Featuring Moran being too overconfident, and John being a badass.

Time for Isbot's weekly PWP fluff! Slash, don't like, don't read. Don't own: yada, yada. You know the drill.

Sherlock is diagnosed with a debilitating terminal disease. John is there for him. Character death, non-explicit slash. Written for the LiveJournal kink meme.

"Why didn't you call? Do you have ANY idea what I just went through!" Sherlock doesn't call John when the flat explodes. John is displeased. Written for the LiveJournal kinkmeme. Hard slash.

How to get the Consulting Detective to Sleep by a very tired Dr. Watson. Very fluffy One-shot. Please R&R.

Inspired by a fluffy prompt on the kinkmeme. Mycroft dozes off on an armchair in 221B and Sherlock tucks him in.

"It really should have been obvious. Sherlock Holmes was not going to be a good kisser." Sherlock/John written for livejournal's 64damn prompts, #49, adore.

The first time John Watson, Retired Military Doctor, met Arsène Lupin, Gentleman Burglar, Sherlock Holmes, High-Functioning Sociopath, was fuming. It possibly had something to do with a New York author named Queen. All Classic Detectives modern AU.

And then it's three in the morning in the middle of a really terrible day, with a serial killer on the loose and the rain pouring down, and Lestrade finds himself having coffee with John, piecing fragments of Sherlock Holmes into a kind of whole.

In which Sherlock 'borrows' Mycroft's mobile and decides to send dirty texts to Anthea Andrea resulting in bemusement, John questioning his mental state and Mycroft throwing his shoe before ultimately getting the girl.

Every now and then, very rarely, a crime will linger in DI Lestrade's mind long after he leaves the scene.

A fic in three parts, exploring the nature of John and Sherlock's attraction to each other. John/Sherlock, light slash, written for a prompt.