In September 1940, Sherlock Holmes is sent off to war. On the 14th, he sends his first letter of many to Molly Hooper. The two soon find that, through the art of letter writing, they can say things that they could never do so before. (Written in epistolary form; cover art by flavialikestodraw.)

Molly est témoin d'un kidnapping et décide d'entraver les plans des kidnappeurs. Comment la jeune femme va en sortir?

there is no summary. its just a story a story to make you think think about it and read it and think where will we be going

Mycroft y Greg han estado teniendo citas, y pese a que todo parece ir de maravilla Greg no entiende porque Mycroft siempre lo evade cuando intenta besarlo.

Un enfant est porté disparu. Sherlock Holmes et son acolyte, le Dr Watson, sont à sa recherche. Mais un événement inattendu va brutalement stopper l'enquête.

This is a short fic about Sherlock's past, mainly in the form of a drunken ramble. It's rated T for mentions of abuse, alcohol and drugs, but nothing graphic.

Sherlock is in therapy due to the absence of his friend, and comes to the final decision to do the thing he has been longing for as long as he can remember. TRIGGER WARNING: Contains in depth descriptions of mental health issues and suicide.

Jim y Molly celebran juntos San Patricio. Established Molliarty.

Sherlock makes an interesting discovery. (Short but sweet. Probably too sweet.)

Four days into his week-long incarceration after shooting Charles Magnussen, Sherlock receives a visitor. Lestrade is not the person he expects, nor the one he hopes to see, but might be exactly who he needs all the same. Set between HLV and TAB. (My idea of how the Ricoletti case got "lodged in Sherlock's hard drive".)

'What Mycroft hadn't understood, what none of them understood, was that he wasn't an addict. He was a user and there was a world of difference between the two.' An exploration of Sherlock's drug use in HLV and beyond.

Sherlock doesn't like seeing John ill. Even if it is just a cold.

Johnlock z tajemnicą w tle.

The term rolls off Sherlock's tongue and catches him by surprise. But it's true nonetheless, and none of the other words just quite fit.

Sherlock had 2 fears when growing up. The first was that his family would decide he was too weird for them, and would abandon him. The second, was thunder storms, because the thunder and lightening couldn't be predicted. Whenever Sherlock was scared, he would run to his mummy, and she would sing to him.

AU coffee shop, gdzie John jest studentem medycyny i do kawiarni, w której pracuje przychodzi Sherlock.

Preslashowa miniatura. Pogrzeb Sherlocka Holmesa.

Lekki profil psychologiczny.

John burned his tongue. The hot tea had found his lips by automatism as the good doctor watched Sherlock's face intently and strained his ears trying not to miss a single syllable of his inner monologue.

This is what happens when you mix Sherlock with the lyrics of Taylor Swift's "Blank Space". Please R&R! : )

Someone very important is missing from the morgue. (sick fic)

This is just a scenario I pictured in my head on how Irene can be reintroduced into the series. Written more for humor than anything else.

Imagina que nacieras sabiendo el nombre de tu alma gemela, pero que ese nombre fuera uno muy común. Como John. O William. [Ganador del premio al "Mejor Oneshot" en los Premios TJLC 2014]

John manages to convince a bored Sherlock to come to the museum with him. But will that trip to the museum turn into something more for the doctor and the consulting detective? (Johnlock, M for suggestive themes and language)

Ghosts are not all which shadow our every sunny day. Moriarty's post-mortem plans threaten to change modern life, and Sherlock's, forever. Solving the case will crumble his defenses and might cause him to become what he once thought would protect him-alone. Will the stakes of seeing his friends leave him be too high? Shame is, after all, a paralytic. Post-TAB.