For 221b-bitchstreet's prompt "Sherlock's hair (body/head), John's hands"

All the characters belong to BBC and ACD. I've cried over a few stories that Sherlock recorded the last conversation with Moriarty at Bart's rooftop. Then a question popped up. What if there is no one to witness: no CCTV, no survivor(SH and JM dead), and no recording. Will the grieving survivors understand why SH fell? Reviews are welcome and thank you fore reading and commenting.

"Sher... Sher... Sh-Sherlock?"

[Oneshot] Sherlock had to find out whether he'd picked the good pill.

And it's sad because what John doesn't know is this: It was never a suicide note. It was a love letter.

A small look into the life of Greg Lestrade and how it entwines with one Sherlock Holmes. It starts when Greg has to bring Sherlock onto a case, and it triggers a chain of memories that Greg isn't sure he really wants to remember. God help him.

Molly Hooper had to work on Christmas Eve again. However, when she gets home, there is a small surprise waiting for her. A bit of fluffy Christmas Sherlolly.

Sherlock has always preferred to text. And some of his conversations get a little odd! Collaboration between three others, partner fic with charliebrown1234's "Texting Conversations: Mycroft and Sherlock." R&R!

Sherlock pulls the trigger at the pool but Moriarty takes the thing that means the most to Sherlock. Now Sherlock has find John before it's too late.

He was just John Watson now that Sherlock was gone, ordinary, boring, so why was someone trying to kill him?

Just before being visited by a young man about a deadly hound, Sherlock returns to 221B mysteriously covered in blood and carrying a harpoon. But what would the previous scene have been like, what were his thoughts and the reactions of his unsuspecting fellow Londoners? Drabbles of what was left out and what I have always wanted to see. Some humorous, others more angsty.

Written for Prothoe ... John is ill at Christmas. Merry Christmas!

What I think Mycroft could have felt when Sherlock jumped.

Skyfall/Sherlock Crossover The Holmes family and dates meet at MI6 for a less than relaxing get together

I'd grown accustomed to the fact that Moriarty was Sherlock's polar opposite. I'd not been prepared to meet mine in Colonel Moran. John reflects after the capture of Sebastian Moran. Post-Reunion.

John misses Sherlock. Wouldn't anyone if their lover died? But the sadness turns to unhealthy obsession, and that turns to madness when John decides the only way to bring Sherlock back to him is to kill anyone he could. Sherlock liked mysteries... And John loves to give Sherlock what he wants.

John a appris une bonne nouvelle. Une nouvelle qui va changer sa vie. Rated T pour le moment, je ne peux être précise sur la fréquence à la quelle je vais poster ! :):):) Slash John/Sherlock

Oh John, part of you has always loved the feeling of killing a man. The only reason you feel for Holmes is because he's held you captive for so long. Come fall into my dark world again John, and this time do it for real. Sequel to Persistence of Memory.

Jim can't get certain things out of his mind; he can't have what he thinks he wants, so he makes do. Too bad for people . . . (Warning: Dark. Twisted. Disturbing actions.)

Just a short, fluffy Johnlock featuring their kid Hamish. Written for the Sherlock Secret Santa exchange on tumblr for syupon. Hope you enjoy! Also, first published fanfic so don't read if you don't like inexperienced writers :P

Sherlock once again experiments on a poor unsuspecting John. Sequel to The experiment. A 221B. Pre-Slash

The average body of a human adult contains five to six litres blood. Depending on the body it can lose up to 2 litres until you lose consciousness or your life. It's funny what you remember when you lie in a lake of your own blood. I never told Sherlock that I loved him. Please God, let me live. I have to tell him.

John "no soy gay" Watson debe admitir la verdad: se ha enamorado de su extraño compañero de piso, Sherlock Holmes. Hasta el momento ha conseguido disimular sus sentimientos y el detective no se ha dado cuenta de nada, ¿será hoy, antes del juicio a Moriarty, cuando John no pueda aguantar más? Spoilers de la 2ª temporada

#6 in my holiday series. Five year-old Sherlock figures out the truth. Later, John comes home to a mess.

Why does he bother?