Esos días en los que lo único que quieres es quedarte bajo las sábanas y que las horas pasen. Esos días en los que todo sale mal. Sherlock también tiene de esos días.

John Watson is not Sherlock Holmes. He doesn't want to be. A one-shot. Some mention of blood, but nothing too graphic.

One should have learned by now that messing with Mycroft Holmes is a very bad idea.

Sherlock is charged with making a list of what supplies they would need in case of an emergency. For Rose O' Sharon who suggested the work and Edhla on her birthday.

'Sherlock Holmes, despite what everyone says does know how to love. The man who is married to his work and allows people to assume what they want loves in a way different from most...' Just a small one-shot on the fact that Sherlock Holmes does know how to love but just differently from most.

When a brain injury leaves Sherlock unable to make new memories, John wonders how Sherlock will cope, and what it will mean for The Work and their life. Because after all, how can you live if you can't feel time passing? 17 chapters. Has been translated into Chinese.

Greg is a pupil at St Christopher's School, Mycroft is the enigmatic new boy in the Sixth Form he has to share a room with. But is Mycroft really interested in him, or is Greg just a nice distraction from looking after first year Sherlock? (Please review. Help me to improve my writing.)

Twenty words that began forever - a nice project I found on a german website. No pairings :3

On five occasions, Sherlock contributed towards John's ever-growing-criminal record...

The case took a bad turn. Small John-whump fic.

"Why does it have to change?" -John Watson

'And she didn't know how she was supposed to react. Hey, long time no see, what have you been doing these past years? I'm currently unemployed and struggling with a bounty on my head, you know the usual. When did you get attractive' Nothing ever goes to plan and Clara Whitten had not expected to see HIM again especially not after all those years. OC/Sherlock.NEW STORY.Rated T R&R!

John Watson has never slept with Sherlock Holmes. Never ever ever. And never will, thank you very much. Well, there was that one time, but John didn't count that. It was completely different, just like the second time it happened. And the third. And the fourth. Epic bromance, but it can be read as pre-slash if you wish.

John decides its time for him to join Sherlock on the side of the angels. Little did he know Sherlock was indeed alive. Warning: Suicide! Guest appearance by Lestrade.

She is perfectly content with the way her life turned out, really, she is. And then she realizes something. Sherlock/Sally, part of my ongoing universe.

Sherlock is kidnapped and tortured so that he can be taught a lesson. Unfortunately, his kidnapper had a bit too much insight and Sherlock is left on the brink of relapse. Sequel to 'Firsts'

Katie has just moved to London to take care of her Grandmother Eileen Hudson at 221 B Baker street. Thrown into the chaos of 221 B she finds herself drawn to the mysterious man Sherlock Holmes, is it true love or is it a mistake?

What happens when a fallen angel cannot bear the pain of his actions? AU. Part 8 of The Devil and Sherlock Holmes series. Rated T for angst and swearing

Hay doscientos seis huesos en el cuerpo humano. Sherlock puede nombrarlos todos. Traducción al español de uno de los fanfictions más simples y a la vez emotivos que he leído nunca, "Fever of the bone", publicado por TheUmbrellaSeller aquí en . ¡Disfrutadlo!

A collection of drabbles, starting with a bit on Molly Hooper. A lot of the focus is on the smaller moments. Please R&R.

Short story, one shot. SherlockXJohn. Hope you guys like it :D

One afternoon, Lestrade arrives to 221B to deliver something that's not a case. At least, not exactly. Instead Lestrade arrives a 221B with a little girl who looks almost exactly like Sherlock Holmes. Takes place during The Reichenbach Fall. I'd really appreciate reviews. If you don't like it, that's okay, just tell me why. I'm dying to know what people think.

Just a little concoction I made up in the late hours of the night. Its a little drabble, really. I rarely write, except for essays of course. Anyhow, constructive criticism is welcomed. Grazi! Disclaimer: Conan Doyle, Gatiss, and Moffat own Sherlock, not me.

John is so tired of hearing Sherlock whine and moan about his girlfriend, Sarah. Why is he making such a fuss anyways?

Sherlock returns to 221B. 300% more serious than the title.