Sherlock and John live a happy life with their beautiful six-month old daughter, Ella. When Ella is put into the wrong hands and disappears, Sherlock and John nearly give up hope. After ten years, they may have found the answer to their prayers. Could it be their little girl? Warning: Parts of the story are somewhat depressing. There is a death in this story as well.

Sherlock is in his mind palace and John is thinking about his death and how much he loves him. What follows is an embarrassing erection that leads to a hot living room blow job.

Based off A Christmas Carol, teen!Sherlock is visited by his ghosts of past, present, and future. (Warning for attempted suicide and character death, in a way.) Pretty angsty, but some parts are fluffy and lighthearted.

The case hinged on the suspect's use of a memory manipulating drug. But when an accident at the lab results in Molly getting an unusually high dose of the drug, what will happen to the relationship he has built with her over the years? Will life ever be the same for the detective, his blogger and their pathologist? - TW: sexual assault TW: implied violence TW: depression

Jim and Seb run through the plan for the roof of Bart's one last time. Jim has a last moment addition to make.

(Excerpt) John took a breath, and Sherlock thought he would turn around and confront him for invading his privacy. After all, John always complained when Sherlock "shared" John's things.

Shell doesn't think she's attractive, but Sherlock thinks quite the opposite.

While Sherlock is hiding with Molly after the fall, she finally addresses his lack of appreciation... in her own way. Based on a Sherlolly prompt and Lana Del Rey's "National Anthem." Rated M for suggestive themes.

He used to think romance was a farce. She almost wished he still felt that way, because she was very, very confused.

John knows that Sherlock isn't eating right. So he plans a way to fix that.

AU. Sherlock gets kidnapped (another of those stories, sorry) by a woman with a strange job and an even stranger request. It seems cliché enough but when Sherlock is forced to uncover his abductor's past, he discovers more than he ever expected to. No pairings. Rated T for safety.

Just a little MorMor drabble I wrote after being *metaforically* dragged in a chokehold into the ship. Hope you like it.

Sherlock meets a boy named Billy. A prequel to The Skull.

After the fall, sherlock finds himself living with Molly, she is the only one who knows he is still alive. What will happen in the time he spends there? rated for (possible) later fluff.

After the fall, sherlock finds himself living with Molly, she is the only one who knows he is still alive. What will happen in the time he spends there? rated for (possible) later fluff.

A one-shot Johnlock songfic for the song "Life is Better With You" by Michael Franti and Spearhead. Short, fluffy as heck, not really about much of anything.

Nearly killing Sherlock was never his intention. But things never really go the way they're supposed to... Fluffy headcanon-inspired one-shot. Could be AU.

A series of (so far unconnected) Sherlock AU prompt fills. Contains: Wholock - Smauglock - Pocketlock

Fic que escribe una cuando está aburrida sin internet y se le ocurre una idea y luego sale todo solo.

Sequel to Remedy. While the people of the Ark lay sleeping, their lives continue on in dreams. Now the narrative lays broken, however, and the program appears to be running amok. Or is it?

Rated T for some terrible language in later chapters. Sherlock's life story, from when he's six until his happy ending. Better than it sounds (hopefully). Trigger warning: Homophobic Slurs and Child Abuse

Hamish. Sherlock's and John's son, more like their life. Hamish is violently ill and is worrying the two fathers. "There's nothing we can do" They hear over and over.

Sherlock does not really do Christmas cards. They are pointless. John does do Christmas cards even though he lives at the same address as Sherlock. And it 's Christmas Eve. Festive one-shot. Gentle Johnlock. Russian translation now available - link is under my name on AO3. Thanks maria yudina for translating.

Tłumaczenie z języka angielskiego. „Gdy w noc przed Bożym Narodzeniem wyszli z domu, wśród pokojów mysz przemykała po kryjomu.". Mycroft uderza do Molly w sensie dosłownym, następnie łamie jej serce. Lecz nawet najbardziej niepozorna spośród myszy potrafi ugryźć i to boleśnie.

What if it was John Watson on the roof of St. Bart's? Oneshot, no slash.