"Every story has a beginning and an ending, right? Not this one. This story is different. It's a story about clocks and chemistry and caring, about exhilarating horizontal falls. It's their story." When a fresh batch of brilliant murders occurs, Sherlock and John have to re-examine their relationship, as they battle ticking clocks. What will become of them? Who will win the battle?

inspired by the song Let Her Go, hope you like it, post Rheichenbach... Not a traditional songfic, they piss me off... Oneshot

A series of oneshot/snapshots in the minds of different characters during different moments in A Study in Pink. Canon. Chapter Thirteen: The phone was at Baker Street... but now it's suddenly not? Oh, no... The cabbie!

The Sherlock gang find themselves up to their usual mischief, albeit as students at Hogwarts. Molly Hooper has some sort of secret and her disappearances don't go unnoticed by the ever observant Sherlock Holmes. The 5th year Slytherin is not about to let this mystery pass him by as he enlists the help of his ever present counterpart, John Watson, to solve the case. Sherlolly focus

John is lost without Sherlock, but what happens when John finds a letter addressed to him from Sherlock? Sherlock had never meant for John to read it, or even find it. Sherlock said he was going to destroy it, but if he was, why did John find it? Other important character: Karl. Might change ratings to M soon. Romance, angst, mystery, suspense, drama

John and Sherlock are both beaten to a pulp. John's shot himself in the foot, so they decide to take a bus back to 221B. Amazing summary, I know ლ(ಥ ಥლ)

Prompt fill for wishingforaconsultingdetective: John and Sherlock end up on the roof of their flat because John is angry about the mess inside and so he chases Sherlock up there. They end up stargazing and Sherlock points out constellations and such and...well the ending is up to you ;)

Sherlock is dead and finds himself shockingly in heaven. Bored with the puffy clouds and pure hearted people, he texts John to pass the time. Angst, humour, platonic Johnlock with a smidgeon of romantic Johnlock, dialogue-only fic, friendship.

Todo villano fue alguna vez un niño con una infancia dura y vacía. Nadie nace siendo un villano, sino que estos se crean con el paso del tiempo. Entonces, ¿qué podemos deducir de la infancia de Jim Moriarty? One-shot.

Molly has been head over heels in love with Sherlock Homes since she first laid eyes on him. She's tried to give up on him and forget it all but he's Sherlock Holmes, what's a girl to do? But what Molly doesn't know is that despite his outward appearance, Sherlock really does care about Molly and he's determined to prove it.

Frío, viscoso y húmedo, algo reptaba por las piernas del doctor bajo las sábanas con un sonido de arrastre muy particular. Siempre tememos dejar alguna extremidad fuera de la sábana, es nuestro escudo personal para los sueños y John no era la excepción a aquella regla, sólo que esta vez, el escudo no había servido.

"He's going to die Sherlock" she said, Sherlock didn't waver "If you don't leave, he will die and it will be your fault" First chapter is a little rough, but it get's better, I promise. No slash.

A poem I wrote for my friend Makayla. From a Tumblr Prompt: There are several different chess games going on throughout the series. Does he play John? Himself?

Mycroft and Sherlock grow up in a world of contradictions: surrounded by luxury and deprivations, respectability and depravity, beauty and horror. In a dreamlike estate, the nightmares they face lead them down their respective paths, as they discover what it is that makes a Man. HIATUS. I will finish it, but not right now.

Marks Institute is an elite private school that Sherlock and company all attend. However, behind its polished exterior lies many dark secrets and complications for the students, with one student aiming to cause havoc. AU, T for dark themes.

A relationship with Sherlock Holmes isn't easy and John Watson knows it better than anyone. Johnlock.

After the fall, John continues to text Sherlock, refusing to move on with his life while he's still holding onto the hope that his best friend could be alive. Sherlock always types out a reply, even though he never sends them, not willing to tell John the truth about his apparent 'death'. It's only a matter of time before one of them gives in.

Sherlock is caught by surprise by a new enemy.

He smiled because he was getting out, he was free. Free from the bores of everyday life, of the mind-numbingly dull society that he'd been forced to live in. No one could stop his escape, no one cared and he didn't mind. Sherlock Holmes smiled because he was going to kill himself and he couldn't wait. AU. Warnings for suicidal themes

John has a family now, his wife Mary and a daughter, Holly. He gets a rude awakening when Sherlock's work intrudes on his home life. Sherlock has poor timing. John has words with him. Brief mentions of violence.

John Watson ist mein Tod. Das war nicht kalkulierbar. Konnte unmöglich deduziert werden. Er war als Parameter des Todes nicht vorgesehen, nicht auf diese Art und Weise.

Na primavera de 1983, um jovem Mycroft Holmes é arrastado por seu amigo Harry Saint Wilson para uma noite de diversão em um clube punk de Londres. A banda que se apresenta o deixa animado com mais do que só a música… Teen!Mystrade, pré-série (não chega a ser UA).

Part 4 of my Parentlock series. Smutfic because parents need sexytimes, too. [:

Sherlock Holmes nie żyje. John musi uporać się z otaczającą go pustką i przenikająca do szpiku kości samotnością. Czteroczęściowe opowiadanie o powrocie do życia, wielkiej miłości, bolesnej stracie i kolejnej szansie.

Sometimes it were quite unusual means that brought the desired effect. For John it included getting to know Sherlock by lips and hands. - Part 3 of my Solace series.