The first thing Sherlock Holmes did after jumping off the roof of Saint Barts was visit his mother. No one came to tell Mycroft about his death he read it in the paper the next day.

Este fic participa del reto "Un vistazo al 221B" del foro "I'm Sherlocked." Muy posible que tenga un final abierto. Lo dejo a su imaginación

Ya son tres años. Largos tres años de una rutina sosa y común. "-Traeré leche para compensártelo, lo prometo- Murmuró en su oído." Drabble participante en el Reto 'Un vistazo al 221B' para el Foro I'm Sherlocked.

Anderson is having a bad day. Homeless people hate him. John is laughing. Totally unedited, per usual.

A prequel to Watson's war. Introducing a not-actually-au OC. Badassery abounds. Set around The Great Game time frame.

"Sherlock had rarely been at a loss for words. In fact, there had only been two times in his life that such an occurrence had happened ..." John's past has unintended consequences on the future. Warnings: abuse, homophobia

A Post-Reichenbach one shot in which Sherlock meets with Irene but everything is about John, as always.

Of course Sherlock would never let anyone know he has a phobia. Anyone, that is, except John. One stormy day, John comes home to find Sherlock shaking behind the sofa, and it turns out he is absolutely terrified of thunder. John is there to comfort him. Can be read as canon or pre-Johnlock, depending on slash-goggle adjustment.

Sherlock goes to a pool for a case and falls in. Fortunately, he has John to help. Johnlock if you want it to be, friendship if you don't. My first Sherlock fic.

Mycroft may have a lot on his plate, but he knows how to priortise. Silly fluffy ficlet to get us all through my block in writing because i love you last night.

John always leaves the lights on

So John and Sherlock. Sherlock and John. Together as a couple - officially. How will everyone react to that? Gratuitous humor and fluff mingled with crime-scenes and deductions. Will include Mrs. Hudson,Molly,Mycroft, The Yarders, blog readers and more! Sequel to Getting Tedious. *On Hiatus*

"Sherlock Holmes, 'world's only dead consulting detective', had been crashing at Molly's estate for four weeks, two days, and twenty-one hours." And taking care of Sherlock Holmes was like taking care of a child. Crack!fic, to relieve those Reichenfeels.

John veut quelque chose. Mais Sherlock ne veut pas. Alors John décide d'utiliser les grands moyens… OS basé sur un dialogue entre John/Sherlock

Because with Sherlock nothing goes as it should. JohnLock of course! A corrected version.

What goes through Sherlocks head during his time away. Set after Richenbach Fall. Possible continuation from my previous Fic, Family, but you don't have to read it to understand.

WARNING: Don't read if you've not read The Other Woman. It won't make sense & is full of spoilers for that action story. Written as one short, from her point of view, but divided into 'chapters' that correspond with Dr Watson's perspective. I hope that it answers some questions by previous readers. As always: I don't own the characters.

Loving Sherlock was her biggest mistake. Being friends with Jim was her second biggest mistake. And they would never settle down unless one of them had to die. Sherlock/OC. Sequel to "Guessing".

And when they ask me why did I love him I can only say. It was Him. It was Me.

Seb has a nightmare and Jim needs to comfort him. T for swearing and contemplative suicide trigger warnings. One-shot following "The Lost Chapters"

A girl has been murdered with a most unlikely weapon, but is the murderer the obvious suspect? No ships. Mildly graphic death. Shameless abuse of Mozart. Probable inaccuracy regarding clarinets. NOW COMPLETE.

Sherlock entdeckt seine Sexualität - mit weitreichenden Folgen für John. Pointierte Dialoge, Männer am Rande des Nervenzusammenbruchs, Humor, tiefschürfende Unterhaltungen am Frühstückstisch und grenzwertige Freundschaftsdienste... all das und noch mehr erwartet euch in dieser Story.

Sequel to "I didn't mean to fall from grace". Jim has left Brighton and is struggling to survive. Watch him as he makes his way from rock bottom to... Jim Moriarty, Consulting Criminal. Not for the faint-hearted.

There are two chairs, at the back of the Baker Street Bookstore and Cafe, that are always kept vacant; two chairs that Margaret Hudson keeps just for them. She watches the clock hit ten to, and then sets the kettle. They'll be here soon, her boys. The books are waiting.

Jim knew in that moment that there was something more to his neighbors' relationship. That maybe his limp had nothing to do with an old war wound and everything to do with something a lot fresher. A lot more domestic. AU FutureJim/John, Sebastian/John.