Jim has sex with Sebastian's father and films it for leverage so they can blackmail him into stopping his abuse of his son. It doesn't go quite they way they'd hoped.

Sherlock harkens back to a conversation they had about physical intimacy, taking John by surprise. At which time Sherlock insists he wishes to have sex despite nervousness. Same 'verse as Love and Boundaries (which is briefly mentioned) and To Be Content... but can be read alone.

Sherlock Holmes has just jumped to his death in front of the watchful eye of John Watson. What was going through Sherlock's head while he lied there, "dead" on the street? feels

Molly's brother pays her a visit, but his meeting with Sherlock does not go well. Sherlolly.

It's been a long hard day at work for John. Extra shifts to make ends meet for his little family. But nothing wakes him up like a series of alarming texts from Baker Street. Apparently some incredibly foolish person has left their baby expecting Sherlock to look after it, and the detective isn't cut out for childcare. Cute, funny fluff

An in-depth insight of the dedicated workers at Scotland Yard, who risk their lives so that we may be safe and happy in our homes... Including Donovan balancing stuff on Lestrade while he sleeps, new guys being utterly shocked at the discipline and more. (Crack) MET workers, we salute you.

Sherlock cita a John en un pequeño local para declararle sus sentimientos. Corto, puro Fluff, Slash.

It is Mrs Hudson who marshals Mycroft into order.

Most of the cases Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson encounter impact the sleuth; people wanting to exploit him, kill him, and undo him. This is not one of those cases. John is the target in this one-shot and when the focus shifts, Sherlock is forced to reconcile some sentiments that he's been harboring in his mind-palace. Johnlock ya'll-Johndom also. Slow-burn, mild plot, one-shot.

My first Sherlock fan fiction! Set after "HLV", Molly Hooper is baby-sitting John and Mary's daughter when Sherlock comes by seeking medical attention. A Sherlolly one-shot.

Siete drabbles, siete pecados, Jim y Seb. Este fic participa del Reto "Pecados Capitales" del foro "221B Baker Street".

Sherlock a un passe-temps secret. Une nuit, John le suit pour voir ce qu'il en est, et a la surprise de sa vie.

A crime scene unearths another one of John's many talents... From a prompt by mrspencil, for being my awesome 200th reviewer on the december challenge. I hope you like it my dear!

John is dying in the hands of Sherlock. And this may be the last time Sherlock can tell John how he truly feels. After all it's just three simple words. Beware of Angst.

Johnlock - Sherlock needs to use John as a test subject for an experiment. There be lemons ahead.

The Holmes family was once a very happy one, everyone knows: two loving parents and their three smart, beautiful young boys. But a tragedy hits home, and forever changes the lives of Mycroft Holmes and his baby brother, little Sherlock. Because there is a reason why caring is not an advantage. For his friend s sake John must go backwards.

Sherlock leaves a letter after John's wedding

"... I'm detoxing." John didn't know if he was being thick or if Sherlock was trying to admit something to him. "From what?" he asked. "The morphine, John, obviously!" Sherlock swept to his feet, burgundy dressing gown spinning out around him. [Set in HLV, between Sherlock leaving hospital and Christmas. Rated M for material and occasional swearing. Trigger warnings as such.]

Victorian AU. Molly is about to be married of to a man she dreads. In her despair she seeks out the one man who she thinks can help her...One-shot which could turn into a story one day.

John drags Sherlock out of bed to look at the eclipse. (note:scientific facts might not be scientifically scientific)

When John Watson's therapist recommends him to go to group therapy to help him with his PTSD, John doesn't want to. This changes, however, when he sees the dashing Sherlock Holmes.

A young Sherlock's troubled mind and pained heart. An older brother who as the years went on, cared less and less until he forgot what it felt like to cry. A repetition of hurting, where all you can do is breathe in, and breathe out.

Mycroft can't bring himself to call their parents. Not yet.

Sherlock knew more about the solar system than he usually let on. - Just a little drabble in honour of yesterday's solar eclipse.

Sherlock, Molly and John are in New York on a case... Sherlock and John start bickering like... well like Sherlock and John and poor Molly gets pulled into the fray.