A day in the life of John after Sherlock's death. John/Molly friendship. ONESHOT.

When a child turns up on the doorstep of 221B, John doesn't know what to think. Who is this girl and how does Sherlock know her? And will she continue to throw objects at the client's head whilst a bored Sherlock sniggers?

"I'm leaving in the morning." There is no more reason to stall now. With the funeral over, John has said his goodbyes, and now it's time for Sherlock to say his.

La criatura más bella a veces puede ser un demonio de la noche. Un asesino silencioso, herido por la tragedia. Eso era Sherlock Holmes, un señor de la noche quien perdió a su amado, pero el destino lo volvió a poner frente a sus ojos y estaba decidido a no volver a dejarlo ir. "Reto 20 días OTP!Vampire del Foro I'm Sherlocked"

John's recovery is taking time. Spoilers for 2.3. Prompt was "Wanted, dead or alive" courtesy of liliaeth.

Dua wanita yang patah hati saling berbagi derita.

Music is worthless unless it can make a complete stranger break down and cry. John has reached his breaking point. This is a fic inspired by Florence the Machine's album Ceremonials. (WARNINGS: This fic contains Pre-slash, Suicidal ideology,Spoilers for episode 2x03 and Angst) Constructive crit. is lovely. Thank you for taking the time to read

Sherlock finds ways to annoy or molest John in the nicest ways.Fluff and humour. Oneshot but more to come. Enjoy

Molly Hooper likes sex. Molly Hooper wants to have sex…like right now. With Sherlock Holmes. She just needs to get him to shut-up. Set after the Fall. Smut and maybe a little bit of plot. Maybe.

Written as a part of johnlockchallenges Grab Bag Challenge! For ohgodwhatdoidowithmylife, prompt: "Sherlock are you really gonna go out in my jumper?"

So far, Sherlock is asking John to "deduce" things about him. Awkward fluff ensues.

It didn't hurt, of course it didn't. Sentiment.

3. (adj.)- (informal) wishing to have a baby of one's own (mainly concerning females). In which Sherlock professes to John he wants a child and utter chaos ensues. NO, this is NOT MPreg, and NO, this does NOT have any gender-bending in it. I swear to you! T for the occasional curse word and suggestive themes. Multi-chaptered!

"Right. Right." John said as he leaned back into his seat. "No interruptions, once I start I don't want to stop until the end." He licked his lips. "The beginning." He suddenly gave a humorless laugh. "I suppose the beginning would be when I was five years old and I had killed my father." John finally tells Sherlock and Mycroft about his past.

John gets a surprise during breakfast.

"Once upon a time there was a soldier, and he did everything a good soldier was supposed to do." In which t's raining in London, John Watson receives a phone call, and the world never actually stopped turning. Post Fall. Character Death.

'And they were happy.' But were they? A certain Doctor finally feels the sharp pain of reality when he finds that he's been living in a silent world- a world without Sherlock. Warning: schizophrenic behavior. Post Reichenbach.

When John comes home from military service, he meets a man named Sherlock Holmes. As they solve crimes together, they begin to have feelings for each other. While they're both trying to figure out their feelings, they take in a little boy named Lucas, who turns out to be a big help. Johnlock. JohnxSherlock. SherlockxJohn

Set during The Hounds of Baskerville. What exactly did Sherlock say to convince Mycroft to let him revisit the base?

John and Sherlock make a decision

John and Sherlock head off to a gay bar to catch a criminal

John and Sherock celebrate Valentine's day in a non-conventional way.

John and Sherlock search through the rain for a missing sniffer dog.

Written at the request of Tumblr user iboughtatrowel. John needs to make a quick decision between two people he loves.

"...I know it's a bit weird, okay a lot weird by normal standards, but I figured you're not normal. Sorry, that sounded- I mean you're better than normal," Molly stuttered, "and I wanted to get you a present, something to cheer you up and, well, Jim's eyes were just sat staring at me from my bookshelf... well they couldn't very well blink," she giggled at her morbid joke.