In need of a change of environment, Alice Whitmer finds herself travelling to London. On her first day in her new flat, she meets Sherlock Holmes and John Watson. What surprises Sherlock is that Alice is almost as clever and as good at deductions as the consulting criminal himself. Is there more to the young American than meets the eye? Excerpt: "No worries," Alice replied before turning to Sherlock. "I have no qualms with an arrogant man in his early thirties who believes himself to be a genius despite his obvious shortcomings. You obviously are eager to be leaving the building with John here. So I won't hold you up any longer. After all, I am rather boring," she smirked. Highest Ranking: #3 in Sherlock 13th December 2020 #1 in Sherlockbbc 25th February 2021 #2 in BBC Sherlock 23rd December 2020 #1 in Holmes 5th November 2020 *Cross-posted on Archive of Our Own*

"And you're twenty three, unemployed, smoke a packet of cigarettes a day, shoot up every other evening, and in a relationship with your childhood best friend," she moves her hand blocking the sun from her eyes to raise an eyebrow at him. "What might that say about you?" He huffs, rolling onto his back. "That last point is more a negative reflection on you than me." • All aboard the Angst Train! Choo Choo!

"I need a favour." "Do come in, Sherlock, of course I'm happy to see you, anything I can help you with?" "Yes. I just said, I need a favour." "I was being sarcastic." "Really? Well, I still need a favour. Will you help?" "I don't even know what you want." "I need you to be my girlfriend." {fake dating fic - we pretty much ignore half of series 4}

After his divorce from Amy, Jake sees little hope in finding someone else to share his life with. Until he meets Mia. Young and free spirited he's everything he's ever wanted in a woman, but is she too good to be true? Mia knows the criminal world just as well as Jake but for much darker reasons. The last few years have been her against the world but can she ever let Jake fully into her life? The past is something we can never outrun and with an estranged brother, a murderous boss and dangerous acquaintances that could tear their world apart, it seems they were never built to last. Love can help heal emotional wounds but mental scars are hard to hide. TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ Lots of adult themes here, including smut, drugs and mental health issues DO NOT READ if these topics trigger you 1st ? WattpadRomance 1st ? B99 4th? JakePeralta

"𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗻𝗼𝘄?" "𝗗𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀?? 𝗗𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗴𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘃𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱?!" "𝗜𝘁'𝘀 𝗮 𝗽𝗮𝗽𝗲𝗿 𝗰𝘂𝘁." "𝗔 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝗽𝗮𝗽𝗲𝗿 𝗰𝘂𝘁. 𝗜 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝗜 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁." "𝗚𝗼𝗼𝗱. 𝗚𝗼 𝘁𝗼𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗱𝘀 𝗶𝘁." "𝗛𝗼𝘄 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂." A Brooklyn Nine-Nine story! OC x Jake Peralta

❝ you became a detective? ❞ ❝ what, like it's hard? ❞ jake peralta x f!oc amy santiago x m!oc started. 01.10.2025 published. 2026

[CONTAINS SMUT] ‼️18+‼️ WARNINGS: This is a Sherlock book so obviously mentions of drug use ~~~ A simple tune is all it takes. A flood of memories returning to haunt- to plague every thought with regret and/or longing. For you, a violin composition. For him, a single hum of your voice. ~~~ All characters belong to BBC for portrayals and original characters have been written by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

"Dear God, what is it like in your funny little brains? It must be so boring!" ~COMPLETED ~ BBC SHERLOCK ~ S3-S4 ~ YOUNG SHERLOCK ~MYCROFT HOLMES x OC FIRST PLACE SPRING AWARDS 2018 ~"Definitely an amazing book that is 100% worth reading" - @MissyMarshmallow for the spring awards

[Sherlock x Female OC] The thing is, there is an empty, gaping hole at the base of John's throat where his overwhelming guilt and periodic bouts of torturous grief used to be. It would be so easy to... to be angry and punch a hole through the wall, through the foam of his pillow -- drive his fist through Sherlock's heart. But he remembers; in the most tragic and inopportune of fashion, remembers how angry he had been when Sherlock had jumped, how furious he had been at his funeral, and how it hadn't stopped him from breaking down at his grave nonetheless. The thing about his anger is this: it does nothing but leave him behind in the end, a bundle of nerves and frailty in his bones and an unsteady sway to his gait. It does nothing at all, but reduce marginally the constant, suffocating oppressiveness of his days bleeding into one another with a burst of adrenaline. The thing about his anger is this: it doesn't give him back Sherlock. So he gets a new flatmate- a woman named Holland. They were great friends at school and in fear he would be lonely again after Sherlock died he started to meet up with her, and soon, she moved in with him. They're just friends, though. No one could have a bond with John like Sherlock did. Sherlock was his best friend. But then Sherlock returns, and John is more furious than ever at him. Also, Sherlock and Holland seem to bond quite well, which is something Sherlock finds too complicated to explain itself.