What will happen when Sherlock gets a toothache?

(Sequel to ‘Beside You’ and ‘Between the Raindrops’) “A bullet and a bullet-wound are certainly two very different things. The bullet flies towards whom it is aimed, and the bullet-wound is the consequence of who gets hit. It is human nature that determines the impact, wouldn’t you agree?” Hide your skull and grab a shock-blanket, because the newfound quiet(er) than usual life of John and Sherlock Watson-Holmes is about to be thrown into jeopardy. And this time, the cryptic ‘Twist’ is the least of their problems… Just after the mark of having lived together for a year as a couple, they are disturbed by news of a mysterious attack- one that will allow time for the first of a string of kidnappings to take place, putting the lives of everyone they hold dear in danger. It will take the remains of their broken family and a couple of old friends to join the duo in cracking the codes and wading through a sea of blackmail in order to reach the final stage of the game. But this time, the villain who would do anything to win the game knows precisely what to do. Setting up a twisted web of lies and breadcrumbs, everything they thought they knew will be pushed out of balance by the King of Crime. But is it all a bluff? Or a double bluff? Or a triple bluff? (Book 3 of the SherlockedDoors subcanon. Contains fluff, possible smuff/flut, angst, Parentlock, a teeny-tiny crossover-ish part and a wedding) NOT BASED ON SERIES 3. SHERLOCK IS THE CREATION OF SIR ARTHUR CONAN DOYLE, ADAPTED BY THE BBC. THIS IS SIMPLY A FANFICTION. NO COPYRIGHT INTENDED. ~ SherlockedDoors

(Sequel to 'Beside You- A Johnlock Fanfiction') Now, finally reunited and married, the consulting detective takes his blogger for a honeymoon in Paris- but not is all as it seems, because awaiting amongst the enchanting sights and blissful haze is a figure from the past, who has news of a new nemesis who wishes to topple their newfound paradise in search of bloodthirsty revenge. To top things off, the new couple begin to wonder how thin is the line between the future and the past when a strange midnight incident occurs at Saint-Michel, triggering a new, shattering string of events- and buried memories. Some of which should have remained buried for much longer... (Inspired by the song 'Between The Raindrops' by Lighthouse and Natasha Bedingfield. Contains major fluff.)

(Characters from Brother Mine may be used) Having just moved into the heart of London with his family, John Watson couldn't possibly have been more nervous. A new school. A new life. His family has moved into 221C Baker St. A nice little flat with a sweet land lady. One day John comes to the discovery that a lone boy by the name of Sherlock Holmes lives in the above flat, 221B. No one will tell him why he's all alone and how he is so incredibly smart and keen, but he is determined to fall headlong into the boys life. An odd longing to find the dark secrets underneath.

Just a little book of Johnlock one-shots that have fluff and maybe smut ;) you'll have to read and find out.

Sherlock is out of nicotine patches and his mood is, well you can probably imagine. John refuses to buy him patches because he was just out shopping. Instead he insists that Sherlock eats something and one thing leads to another and ends in a game, which both are far too willing to play.

John Watson and Sherlock Holmes slowly come to realize they are in love with each other, but are either of them willing to admit how they feel?

Apparently Sherlock isn't dead. How will John take the news? When he finds out of course. Will he move on and find the love of his life? Will Sherlock try and confess his love for the doctor which he has been hiding since they first laid eyes on each other? Or will they both just forget about on another and move on. Johnlock fic

Sherlock Holmes and John Watson have been friends for as long as they can remember. Only when John joins the army and is shipped off to Army camp do they realise they want to be more than friends. Much more.

John is devastated by his best friend and secret love, Sherlock's death. He copes by visiting his grave every day for sixty days. Will this be closure enough, or will John need more to know that Sherlock has heard his words?