Who knew that group psychotherapy could be so effective and entertaining? Then again, how could it not with Mycroft Holmes and DI Lestrade...

Sherlock still has one friend, but he is a wounded woman's crutch. John is confused. Does he have a girl friend, or a patient? OC, rated T for now, because of emotional themes

Post Reichenbach Fall. John still struggles to come to terms with "the incident" even years after the fact. Asexual!Sherlock/Straight!John love.

ONE-SHOT. John comes to the most startling realization about Sherlock Holmes. Pre-Reichenbach. FluffyFluff. R/R s'il vous plait!

Sherlock is having a physical relationship with his landlady not Mrs Hudson! Find out why! . Things would be how they used to be if Moriarty did not laid his fingers and eyes on her. Sherlock x OC. Rating M for first chapter only. T for the rest.

John's made a few friends in New Scotland Yard ever since Sherlock swirled into his life, which is precisely how he knows that everyone at the NSY is under the impression that he and Sherlock have been shagging for years.

John and Mrs. Hudson share a blanket while watching crap telly and Sherlock feels left out. Prompt by zuignappen.

Loving someone truly is a series of small death, so they say.

People ask you why. Maybe you were always like this. Or maybe something happened to make you so. Moriarty POV

In which there is sexual tension of an unresolved sort but it's no big deal, and no one feels any need to change it anytime soon. Also, there are tribbles.

AU: GLAMLOCK... Johnny joins the band bringing not only his bass but a tolerance for Sherlock's antics. For the love of the music...

The subtext of BBC's Sherlock brought to life and detailed.

Sherlock is a werewolf. Almost speaks for it's self, right? Well there's going to be some serious smut in later chapters, fluffy johnlock for sure, and some possesive/protective Sherlock. Dont like, don't read.

"Sometimes I wonder about you, Sherlock." "You say that often," I smirk, "So it's a wonder how often you think of me. I'm flattered, John, really." .:. Johnlock drabbleshot collection following a vague plotline. Fluff and angst, friendship and romance.

Written from a roleplay with the very best angst writer I've ever met. Sherlock is unable to come to terms with his feelings and pushes them away in the only way he knows how; self-destructing. T for drug use and angst. Pre-Reichenbach.

John's on top of St. Bart's thinking about Sherlock. For the last time.

A series of song-inspired drabbles following the characters' lives before and after Sherlock and John met one January day. Varying styles, all characters, spoilers for everything.

Post-Fall. John's left alone to deal with his emotions. Mrs. Hudson watches his progress through the stages of grief, or lack thereof. Reviews would be lovely!

Post- Reichenbach After Sherlock left, John had a hard time coping. Until he remembered Sherlock's violin. Don't hurt me because of this. It's my first Sherlock story. Rates and welcome. Hints of S/J if you wish it to be.

John always loved watching the sun rise. When he was in Afghanistan it was like a lighthouse, always reminding him that he was still alive, and to be grateful for it. But he couldn't watch them anymore. Not since…the fall. Post-Reichenbach. One-shot.

Supposed to be cute, Sherlock tells John he loves him - ambiguously, but intended more friendshipy - because he heard he should be more direct with his feelings - but the way he chooses to tell him is kind of terrifying for John.

John receives a phonecall late at night, and must pick up Sherlock from a police station.

Post- Reichenbach. Sherlock has a new addiction. He doesn't know quite how to stop it until one day on the train. After that, he knows he must go cold turkey for himself and for his friend.

A little Sherlock and John oneshot in which Sherlock's boredom leads to his enlightenment on how to make the perfect cup of tea. It's not exactly 'Johnlock', but there are a few suggestions and you may read into it as much as you wish!

John arrives home, drunk. Sherlock helps him to bed.