John and Sherlock are finding new and creative ways to keep themselves entertained, and this leads to the discovery of new feelings. Will this unexpected development send them sliding backwards? Or will they be able to work through it and turn it into a whole new experience?

After divorcing Mary, John tries to take a break from all the action and Sherlock. But being alone causes him more destress than he anticipated... And he can't figure out why. This takes place essentially after Mary shoots Sherlock (his last vow), let's pretend Sherlock season 4 isn't real. (I don't own any of the characters or the art on the cover so just don't point it out thx. The characters in this story are not of my creation but from Sherlock BBC. Also, I would highly appreciate no one copy this story in anyway and I don't think translations will ever be necessary)

After the Sherrinford incident, Mycroft finds himself lost, cold and afraid. But mostly bored. Luckily for him, one phonecall from a certain Detective Inspector is about to change that. However, scars of the past don't fade easily. Could this new interaction melt the iceman, or break him forever?

*Post Rechienbach Fall* Every night Consulting Detective Sherlock Holmes watches his best friend, and love-of-his-life crying in his bed, deteriorating all because of Sherlock. Sherlock realises he has to get back to John, but will it be as simple as that? *CAUTION: SMUTTY*

John looked peaceful, his head lulling back and hands clasped together in his lap. His mouth was slightly open, and his breathing even. How had he fallen asleep so perfectly? Most people who had fallen asleep around Sherlock (which was, admittedly, not many) had slept awfully, loud and snorty, sometimes thrashing around, sometimes making weird sounds you're only capable of making while asleep. He sat next to the doctor, being careful not to disturb his slumber. Closing his eyes, Sherlock tried to get to his mind palace. To his dismay, too many thoughts cluttered his head. That had never happened before. Sherlock groaned softly, keeping his eyes closed. Maybe he should get some sleep. He knew John would want him to. "Ah John, what would I do without you?" Sherlock whispered to the sleeping man beside him on the couch. "I'd be a half dead robot if you weren't here. I almost was. I almost was." A small sigh escaped his lips as he slipped into the cool relief of sleep.

(Take no credit for the characters or cover art)(contains johnlock and fantasy elements and some Jim Moriarty antics) (new title by @sempai1213) I'm absolutely rubbish at writing descriptions so I'm just gonna put, like, the first two paragraphs- "Now change back." The voice came over the speakers. I was in a room made entirely of metal with a one way window covering one wall. I shifted on my paws and gave a low whine. "It's okay, John, take your time." Her voice was slightly strained. I barked, knowing that she was just trying to be courteous. I focused my attention on my regular form, closing my eyes and sitting on my haunches. I felt an electric current pass through my body and my eyes shot open. "Changed!" I hollered out, as if my voice would make the pain fade quicker. The metal felt cold on my bare body, "Evidently clothes don't come with the changing." I stayed laying down as I heard the cheers from the speakers. I HAVE NO CLUE WHERE THE CRAP I AM GOING WITH THIS STORY SO IT MIGHT INCLUDE SMUT AND IT MIGHT NOT! JUST KNOW DEFINITELY SOME FLUFF AND MORIARTY ANTICS!

-Johnlock Fanfic- 🍩-What if in an alternate reality people have visual signs of soulmates identity? Names written on their wrists? 🍪-And what if William Sherlock Scott Holmes has a mysterious name in his wrist that he cannot find it's owner?-"Who names their kid Hamish?"-Although for him is easy having liberal parents that aren't homophobic. 🍘-But for John H. Watson it is different!- "William? A BOY!"-His parents are flustered and after Harriet (Johns sister) they are even more! 🥯-John doesn't believe in these kind of stuff and has given up before even starting and Sherlock is married to his work. But John is looking for a flatmate and Mike takes him to Sherlock... 🥮-After the worst case John has ever faced a certain detective tries to cheer his blogger by filling up a Christmas to-do list which was given him for a reason! Read to learn more about this awesome 'way' of them finding each other and their happiness -'Because sometimes when you don't look for it...It finds it's way to you!'- Enjoy 🥂

John and Sherlock are getting more and more confused about their feelings for each other, and those feelings are getting stronger... A sudden turn of events leads to them going on holiday to Tokyo. Anything could happen... (This story is strictly fluffy, so sorry to all the Johnlock smut lovers out there!) *insert quirky catchphrase here*

John couldn't shake the feeling that something is wrong with Sherlock as John was battling with himself on his reoccurring thoughts of the detective, which he constantly shook off and seemed to think it was nothing. He's been acting strange towards the army doctor. But once John starts using his own methods of deductions, what he finds of Sherlock; and himself, will leave him shocked. But strangely relieved.

On the days leading up to John and Sherlock's second Christmas together at 221B the pair find themselves very drunk, leading to long withheld confessions, and ultimately the best Christmas that either of them have ever had.