"It had been nearly two years since his best friend had died. Two years of depression and sympathetic gazes that made him want to scream. Two years of therapy and unstoppable pain."

One-Shot: Everything that ever really mattered to Sherlock is turned to nothingness.

...Of Making Biological Things Disappear. In which Sherlock is mostly asexual, John has a girlfriend, and Irene is still naked. And they have a daughter. Femslash, oneshot, completely PG. And not much fluff. A snapshot.

Months after Sherlock's funeral, John Watson returns home one day to find his friend... alive. The oneshot is the awkward dialogue and emotional repercussions that follow their encounter. Rated M for some strong language and hint at later adult content.

John walks in on Sherlock in the bathroom to see that he's taking a pregnancy test. Sherlock got a pregnancy scare from the passionate night they had earlier. Apparently Sherlock must have deleted the fact that men can't get pregnant.

Sherlock forgot his brother was not an invincible superhero that every little boy sees there older brother as. He always believed it would be Mycroft standing over His dead body, but it wasn't. One-shot. Rated for Character death. I do not own Sherlock.

John and Sherlock and sleep and wondering. Friendship, perhaps some slashy feels. One-shot for now, but we'll see.

Just once… I wanted everything to be okay. I wanted to be able to love him without the fear of having to lose him.

John Watson was a doctor, trained to observe details; a fact Sherlock had never been more aware of than when a drugged John's lifesaving instructions were based on an unlabeled syringe and an unconscious murder suspect's body.

Challenge!fic in which John realises that his blog has gained him and Sherlock a large fan base, including many fiction writers who seem obsessed with the thought of them as a couple. Imagine his surprise when he finds Sherlock to be one of those writers.

Keeping Sherlock Holmes alive is a full-time job. Too bad some people don't realize that... based of the tvtrope "Extended Disarming". Not extremely cracky.

Sherlock and John take in a new flatmate. A small, furry feline type of flatmate. Reviews are welcomed!

John is sent overseas to Italy to serve in World War II. There he meets Sherlock, a Nazi intelligence officer, who is taken as a prisoner of war.

Lestrade's daughter brings a cat back to his flat. Lestrade is too busy being frustrated with his cruddy flat to realize the consulting detective he's looking for is right under his nose.

How will Sherlock cope while John is away? Johnlock story. Expect drama in later chapters. Sequel to 'In Sickness And Health.' It would be extremely helpful to read it first, although it is a fairly long story.

A short piece looking at John and Sherlock as they return to 221b after the events at the pool. Will become a collection of short vignettes from the BBC series.

There are no cases and Sherlock is bored! John's poor jumpers..

"Oh, I should warn you: I think Lestrade filmed you on his phone…" he did. And what if the D.I. found the video on his mobile after Reichenbach?

Sometimes strangers can see you more clearly than family. FtM!Sherlock. Drabble-and-a-half - 150 words. Rated for trans* because sometimes people think that needs rating.

Molly and Mycroft meet to discuss Sherlock at a local cafe. They don't know they're being watched. Or, at least, Molly doesn't.

John comes home and wants tea. For once in his life Sherlock makes it for him, but rather unconventionally I must say. Based on YouTube vid, Crack, no slash. Just simple, straightforward friendship. Part one in my Domestic Sherlock series.

Jim kidnaps one of Sherlock's new friends, but soon finds out that he might be in over his head… Not that he'll admit it though. This story has a OMC and probably SLASH, don't like, don't read

Croire sa dernière heure arrivée, avouer son amour, se rétracter le lendemain...Un Sherlock qui n'assume pas, un John qui doute, un Lestrade sous le charme de l'aîné Holmes...Et Moriarty, bien décidé à faire régner la Terreur. YAOI !

John wakes early in the morning, stiff all over after a rugby match. Sherlock gets him back to sleep. Johnlock fluff, nothing graphic.

It's been over three years since he last saw John's face. One million, five hundred and seventy-seven thousand, eight hundred and seventy-eight point three minutes since he heard him scream, "Sherlock!". Post-Reichenbach with a twist.