Since she was a child, Sally Donovan thought she was good at looking through appearances. Yet a strange case might prove her wrong when Sherlock seems to be the only one able to help the victims: deformed and disabled peoples who get killed for being different. On his side, John Watson will try to make his friend open up to him and reveal painful elements of his past.

Molly Hooper isn't the shy pathologist everybody thought she was. Can she be trusted after Sherlock and John learn about her past? One thing is absolutely certain: Sherlock will see her in a different light after this.

When fishermen are being found under street-lights, with their arms raised and their blood drained, Sherlock and John know the game is on. However, when Molly is taken, it's no longer a game for Sherlock.

What happens when you have a bored John and a manipulative Sherlock? Let's see, shall we. I'll toss in a 'not to be messed with' Molly Hooper just for funzies.

Une décision doit être prise pour le bien de leur collocation. Et bizarrement, c'est Sherlock qui en a l'idée ... Slash/yaoï établi entre John et Sherlock. One-shot.

Written before Season Three: Three years after Sherlock's "death," John writes a letter to his deceased friend after his therapist recommends it and leaves it at his grave. This is that letter.

A bit of cute fluff between Sherlock and John.

"Sherlock, you do know that's not my name, right?" "Of course, now pass me that petridish." this earned him a groan and a petridish. Sherlolly

John finds himself in an unfortunate situation after a night of heavy drinking.

A little bit out of Holmes' character I know, but I couldn't resist making a cute little story of Sherlock and Hamish left alone together x3 Although... It does have a sad ending :L

Greg Lestrade siempre lo echará de menos. Este fic participa en el Reto Especial "Personajes al azar" del foro 221 B Baker Street

"She wears very elegant dress. She wears pressed formal attires. She wears frumpy jumpers." set after HLV. T for safety.

This is a MoriartyxReader. May be a little lemon later on.

Sherlock Holmes is not my lover, he's just the man I follow around every day. But I've said that I'm not gay. I want him in every way, but I've said that I'm not gay…

What started as a completely ordinary day leads to some exordinary events. JohnLock fluffiness oneshot.

(Written to celebrate the 50th birthday of Mark Gatiss) Jennifer wakes up one morning to find Mycroft staring at an envelope given to him for a birthday.

One-shot. Johnlock. Los pensamientos de John después de "la caída". Por que enamorarse a veces significa tener dolor.

Sherlock never thought about that day much anymore. In fact he thought about it near as often as one thinks about breathing. Never in a million years would he have thought that the result of that day would show up on his doorstep nearly sixteen years later. (Sherlock is about 37 or 38 years old) Slightly different then the series. Deal with it.

Durante un caso Sherlock desarrolla una proyección de John, él le hace una pregunta que no puede responder y a partir de ese momento todo va en picada, todo se vuelve confuso y el no poder responder una simple pregunta comienza a enloquecerlo. John se da cuenta de que algo anda mal con el detective, él no está seguro de poder ayudarlo. Slash JohnLook. Breakmind (o algo parecido)

John and Sherlock think while Lestrade comes to take Sherlock away. Reichenbach Fall spoilers! Warning: feels. This is a complete one-shot.

Entirely smut, M for a reason. Graphic girl on girl genderbend Johnlock. BDSM bondage.

Sherlock Holmes is not typically a sentimental man, but he realizes that there is one person in his life who he can't bear to lose. Can he muster up the strength to tell her how he feels or will she walk out of his life forever? (Established Sherlolly from the start. One-Shot.)

John wishes Sherlock Happy Birthday. Really quick oneshot. Entirely smut.

London, spring & summer 1888. Scotland Yard is focused on ending the killing spree of Jack the Ripper. Tessa DeMauro, an American actress performing locally, is in peril from an unknown, obsessive fan. With Scotland Yard of no help, she can only turn to the brilliant (and devastatingly handsome) Sherlock Holmes to root out the source of the growing threat to her safety.

Sherlock will rue the day he ever tried to take me down. He's going to be destroyed and John Watson is going to do it. These are the words uttered by Jim Moriarty but exactly what does he have planned for the two best friends?