My interpretation of a video made by duchesscloverly ("Echo"). One-shot. I tried to put all the scenes from the vid and show how and why memmories turned in to an ilusion. Sometimes people really are living with ghosts. Mycroft/Lestrade

John je násilím donucen se přihlásit do tanečních, ovšem i taková rozhodnutí mohou mít skvělé následky...

Just what the title says. This will be twenty Sherlolly stories from twenty lovely followers of mine on tumblr. Because Sherlock and Molly are always worth celebrating! Ratings will vary per story but will be clearly marked.

Sherlock, an angel, must find a human to help in life. Little does he know he will meet another divine being who is much more dangerous than he first appears. Who will be whose downfall? And what will happen of the human caught between those two? The infernal game is on!

Sherlock realmente esta necesitado de casos.Ahora que esta de viaje Mycroft, nadie podría detenerlo. Pero una pequeña sorpresa llega,alguien que realmente no se esperaba y ahora ,John y Sherlock entraran a una aventura,llena de Secretos que serán revelados,esos que nunca se esperan. Mal sumary,en este fic es despues de la caida de Sherlock y que John nunca conocio a Mary

Segunda participación en el mes de mayo para el Rally "The Game is On" del foro I am Sherlocked. Los secretos de cama suelen ser los más divertidos, satisfactorios, intensos pero también los más peligrosos. "Larga vida y prosperidad al Imperio de Scotland Yard"

It's raining. Sherlock's bored. So he sighs. A lot. Until John gives him a hand. So to speak.

It is the last year of secondary high school, and Philip Anderson has to work on a chemistry project with someone he did not think too much of. This oneshot explains why Sherlock dislikes Anderson so much - maybe he has a good reason?

John a une nouvelle conquête dont il garde l'identité secrète. Sherlock veut à tous prix savoir qui peut bien être cette mystérieuse femme qui rend son colocataire si heureux...

(One-Shot) When Sherlock shot Magnussen, he made an arbitrary decision, to sacrifice himself for John's happiness. John made one too, if he couldn't undo what his friend had done, he would follow him, to a mission, to exile, to whatever end... (Begins at the tarmac) HLV Fix-It - Can be seen as Gen or Pre-Slash

Di hari libur yang cerah, damai, dan tenang, Sherlock mengajukan sebuah pertanyaan. Bukan pertanyaan absurd pertama yang pernah John dapat, tentu saja.

Sherlock is in his first year at university and there's one boy in particular who's caught his eye: John Watson. Johnlock, AU, teen!lock, from Sherlock's POV

Based on a prompt from shazzykins Molly goes to Baker Street to find that Sherlock is a seriously good dancer. One shot Sherlolly smutfest.

It is a good thing for Sherlock that, during his brief period of unconsciousness after the bomb goes off and sends him crashing into the floor, his landlady is there to take care of him. Set at the beginning of The Great Game.

There is always room for one more at 221 B.

The only thing good about summer, at least to Moran, was that Watson walked around with his shirt open and sleeves rolled up. By the end of his first term with Watson, he grows to cherish the heat, for it's the closest he'll ever get to his captain. That is, until Jim makes him an offer. "Do well enough and I'll get him for you" MoranxJohn RareShipBingo Gold Oneshot for now

- Qui êtes vous ? - Quelqu'un dont tu dois te souvenir. Et si Sherlock avait disparu, mais de la mémoire de John seulement ?

Sherlock pays a visit to his mind palace and finds a giggling phantom haunting its hallways. Sherlolly.

Sherlock is kidnapped and poisoned. Barely breathing and pulse slowed to almost nothing, will the doctors be able to save him in time? Or will they even realize he's still alive?

Sherlock tiene un secreto y sabe que hacer.¿A quien pedirá consejo?¿Qué pasará si John lo descubre?/ Este fanfic participa en el reto The Game Is On del foro I am Sherlocked

I know Sherlock is dead, I'm not crazy. I saw him jump, after all. But we still eat dinner together, sitting at our table by the window...just like we did the first time you took me here. Only thing is, Angelo doesn't bring a candle anymore.

"Done! John, don't move. I'll be right back." Sherlock practically ran to his room and slammed the door. Right. John mentally shrugged - whatever Sherlock was up to, it had started with cleaning so he couldn't be entirely opposed. (AKA "Sherlock's pants at declarations, but the kitchen gets cleaned so John doesn't mind.")

It started as a means to spy on his younger brother, and ended in a way Mycroft Holmes could never have imagined. A birthday poem for my dear friend Copgirl, belated I'm afraid - I hope you think it worth the wait!

Molly has risked a lot for Sherlock and continues to do so. All good deeds get repaid. Set after the Fall.

Valentines day get together fic. I wrote this ages ago. Basically what the title says.