There are some habits you never grow out of, and some memories you never forget. But how do you give up something you had for so long? How do you live alone, without your best friend by your side? How do you cope with the world telling you everything you thought was real was just a lie, just a deception?

Songfic! My first. Based on 'One Night Only' by Jennifer Hudson. Sherlock turns to Molly for comfort in his final moments.

A poem from Irene Adler's perspective. What is her most valuable possessions that she keeps in her most secret safe? Set after she has parted ways with Sherlock.

John can't keep his dreams at bay, and a squeaky bed wakes everyone at 221 B. just a fluffy oneshot.

It is Molly's birthday and she receives a text from Sherlock. However, it does not go as she planned.

A fluffy little drabble. John convinces Sherlock to just one dance at their wedding reception. Mainly dialogue and with some very subtle references to sexy times.

Post Reichenbach. Sherlock leaves Molly's flat in a rush, but forgets to do something. Sherlolly.

Post-Fall. A story on the conflicts between the characters during the three years of Sherlock "death". Done on Omegle with a friend of mine. She plays "you" and I play "stranger".

Helena Ryer never thought that her life could get any more messed up but that was until she was asked by her boss Mycroft Holmes to babysit his younger brother. Sherlock/OC maybe a little OOC

Sherlock was obviously an attractive man, that was undeniable. He was intelligent, some would say intimidating. And he did care for John, no matter how heartless he claimed to be, he did care for him. And John cared for Sherlock.  Johnlock realisation.

John realizes his feelings for Sherlock too late.

Songfic: Jim and Sebastian's first meeting. Jim has an offer that Sebastian cannot refuse.

Sherlock finally gives in to one of Irene's dinner invitations after he returns after the fall. This is what happens between the two of them afterwards. DO NOT OWN SHERLOCK CHARACTERS. Based on a prompt by a Facebook friend.

In which, John writes a blog entry ranting about how an Interpol Detective misunderstood the H in his name as Holmes, and forgets to make the entry password-protected. Slashy, if you like it in that flavour.

A bunch of drabbles that capture many small moments in the lives of Sherlock, John, Lestrade, Mycroft, Moriarty, Anderson, and many other characters. Can range from crack to slash to kid!lock to anything imaginable. There will be some Johnlock as well. Basically scenes that are not captured in the TV series. Enjoy! Originally called Many Small Moments.

Sherlock and John acquire a new client... with a very unusual problem. Stand-alone case-fic. Not slash.

Sherlock est brillant, inégalable, menant la vie dur à ce pauvre John Watson. Mais comment cela se passerait-il si Sherlock s'ouvrait à un nouvel art de science sur un sujet aussi banal et ordinaire que son colocataire ?

...And I cast a spell over the West to make you think of me, the same way I think of you. This is a love song, in my own way... Sherlock sends John a message. Just four little words. Post-Reichenbach minor spoilers . To me it's gen, but if you wear permanent slash goggles, then there's nothing I can do about it.

After finding some flowers on their kitchen table, Sherlock shares some personal information with John. A few memories about someone who mattered to him. This is the second of two 221Bs for Ennui Enigma where Sherlock reveals his favourite colour is pink. This is the sweet ficlet.

For Sherlock, the long game is a matter of life and death. For John, it's so much more. Eventual John/Sherlock. Rated M for later chapters. Will be dark in places. Profuse thanks to Izzy. Pointless disclaimer: Made up. Not mine. A pity, methinks.

Text threads with OTP johnlock. Funny, cute, romantic, angsty, once it gets rolling it'll have everything and anything!

... and one time that he wasn't. Spoilers for both Series. Canon through and through. Rated as a safety net for the nods to the unruly themes in Series Two.

John Watson may or may not have finally lost all his marbles.

Crack!reunion. I was bored in accounting, and this sad, beautiful, reunion fic poured out of my soul It's been over 2 years since Sherlock decided to die on me. It's been less than a day since he was adequately punched in the face; not that he doesn't deserve it, the git. Johnlock

Sherlock wants John's gun... but it isn't so he can shoot holes in the wall... NOT FOR ANYONE UNDER EIGHTEEN! It isn't porn but it is suggestive. And it's also crackish. You've been warned!