John and Sherlock meet as teenagers in a rehab centre :) Part eleven of my advent calendar :)

John is regressed to the mental age of a toddler after being the guinea pig in a drug cartel's experiments. Sherlock finds himself with custody of his best friend who thinks he is his daddy. Rated T for drug references, language and the non sexual spanking of an adult.

On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me . . .

After the Fall, Sherlock sends Molly a letter thanking her, while making a revelation. Sherlock/Molly. One-shot.

Bright,chestnut eyes, full of intelligence and xterous fingers,using a scalpel skillfully.A pointy nose - he had heard Mrs Hudson define it cute-and under it, the sweetest smile someone had ever offered to e portrait of generosity and caring. John's following words, pronounced with cracked voice,were like blood-red paint thrown at it."Molly…Molly is dead, Sherlock"

John et Mary sont heureux ensemble, jusqu'au retour de Sherlock. Le détective a besoin de son ami pour le remettre d'aplomb, ce qui conduit John a faire des compromis, Mary ou Sherlock ? (Mary a un petite place dans cette fiction ) OS. Johnlock

An extended scene from my story Mrs Hudson's Smartphone, which takes place during the chapter 'Fix you', (number 21). I made this a different story because I wanted to write it, but not break the format of the main story. Beware the feels.

John is mugged on his way to work, Sherlock is Not Happy, and Greg lends a hand. No slash.

There are certain moments where you lie, not just for yourself, but for others. To protect them, to keep them safe. Because you love them. So, on that fateful day, Sherlock said what needed to be said.

Hello! I a Sherlock fan as you can tell and I've had this story cooped up in my head for too long! I'll work on it when I can when I'm not working but I'm always thinking of what to add to it and what should happen! Give me feedback and Sherlock on!

John lies on the couch. The air is quiet. There is nothing left. He is alone again.

While struggling to write an entry to his blog, John turns to his favourite Detective to find the inspiration. Fem!Lock/JohnxFem!Sherlock

One year after Sherlock's death Lestrade holds a press conference to inform the public that Sherlock Holmes was not a fake. He did expect bored journalists and irritating questions. He didn't expect the severe sense of déjà-vu he experiences when each and every mobile in the room goes off with a text alert at the same time. No spoilers for S3.

Fanfiction sur Sherlock. Tout devait se passer normalement, John invite Sherlock au cinéma, pour passer un bon moment entre couple, sauf que c'est au bout de quelques minutes que les deux amants vont oublier qu'au cinéma, on ne peux pas faire n'importe quoi... Johnlock, Scènes légèrement explicites (pour l'instant), YAOI!

Greg a des enfants, Mycroft a un anneau. S'il en faut peu pour ruiner une amitié, à quoi tient-il de la restaurer?

Set before ASip: What Mycroft and Sherlock Holmes had always had a strained relationship... but Mycroft had always thought he was doing the right thing... Trigger Warnings: Drug Abuse and Implied Past Domestic Abuse

There's still one person left in London who believes. Set after the Reichenbach Fall. One shot.

Every now and then members of the Préfecture de Police de Paris would receive anonymous tips which helped solve the most perplexing cases. For two years, the city of Paris was the refuge of a stranger who saw all but kept to the shadows.

Sherlock's been home about six weeks now, but he's still liminal. A very late Halloween fic, with a cameo from the Rivers of London universe. In the Recovery Position universe, though it teeters alone well enough. Sort of a sequel to Ofrenda , compliant with Series One and Two. Not compliant with Series Three. Slash goggles if you like.

The Woman is back. Coming after Sherlock after ruining her career. She wants to keep her promise and win. But who will truly win?

John ist der erfahrendste Experte innerhalb der Spezialeinheit zur Geiselbefreiung den die Britische Armee zur Verfügung hat. Deshalb trifft es ausgerechnet ihn, um die Rettung eines Mannes, der allem Anschein nach, nicht den geringsten Ansatz eines Selbsterhaltungstriebes besitzt, und vermutlich aus diesem Grund wieder und wieder als Geisel endet, zu bewerkstelligen.

"'Christian Dorian Grey?" John reads aloud from the card Sherlock hands him. "You fucked a male prostitute named Christian Dorian Grey?" Sherlock's experiment goes wrong, very wrong.

How ironic that the consulting criminal and his right-hand man should meet this way... Somehow Moriarty always ends up on the top of buildings at crucial moments.

He loved him. And he loved him back. The two of them together, forever. Or at least that's what he had thought.

John no sabe usar esos teléfonos nuevos, hasta la señora Hudson sabe utilizarlos, pero será un alivio que Lestrade tampoco sepa usarlos, llegando a juntarlos en un pub y que se suelten por causa de la cerveza. Regalo de cumpleaños para Tulipancio por parte del foro I am Sherlocked. Oneshot. Slash, John/Lestrade.