Sherlockholmesbbc Stories

Teenlock! Parentlock, johnlock, babylock Sherlock and John get given a baby in a park and become strangely attached...

Una lettera immaginaria, tutta nella mente di sherlock mentre suona una suite inglese di Bach. Una lettera rivolta a sua sorella, lontana ma vicina. Dentro di lui. Una lettera su John, l'accordo più intenso della sua esistenza.

Who am I? Where am I? Why am I here? And what is it I have on my wrists and ankles? What am I? ~ Sherlock is a marionette. There is a simple little doll in a world so big and awful. He wants to be a normal boy, not be so clever and be a boy. He wants to breath, eat and smell to the flowers. He wants to feel pain, sorrow, love and happiness. But with no luck. John is a boy just a normal boy, in a little awful world. His mother is death and his father is not nice, the only one he feel safe with is his sister but she have never time to him. John gets bullied in school and he just wants to be a normal boy, be clever and have a good life. He doesn’t want to feel pain and sorrow. He wants to feel safety, happiness and be loved.

what if BBC Sherlock was a reality show?

Sherlock Holmes finds out his flatmates biggest secret. And after dismissing it as if it was nothing and leaving the doctor in a cloud of heartbreak. Now John will do anything to change his mind. Even if that means putting himself in danger.

A fluffy Johnlock Christmas Oneshot

I know what happened that night, but the police think it was just shock. I really saw him. Why won't they listen to me? She was happy, she would never do this to me. If it was suicide then I would have done it not her. Everyone knows...Even when it's dark... You can still see a murderer.

His eyes... His eyes were finally active. They darted about, responding to the environment around them. Their deep blue green more alluring then ever, even sparkling. But his eyes... His turquoise irises only contrasted even more greatly with the red blood surrounding them. Almost as if someone had drawn red cartilage ink into his eyes on accident, mistaking them for a painting. And his eyes...! They didn't stop darting. They never stopped to focus on his elder brother, sitting at the corner of the room with his umbrella neatly folded in his palm. They never stopped to watch as his heart monitor steadily kept pace. They never stopped to meet my eyes, no matter how much I mentally begged them to. Silence fills the room. I'm tempted to speak, but again your eyes. They distract me. They frighten me. And they frighten you. Finally, you break the silence. "It's dark." -Warning- -This story will have many darker themes. Drug abuse, comatose and vision loss are part of the plot, as well as some heavy anxiety and depression. While I don't mean for the story to be overly depressing (and there will be some balancing positives) you should know what the story will contain. There will also be smut and sexual themes.-

John looked back at Sherlock. "Sherlock, did Moriarty change us into girls?" Sherlock looked down his pajama top in fascination. "It would appear so, and John I must say that you are well umm amply endowed." John crossed his arms across his chest. "Sherlock, please stop staring at my boobs." Sherlock was about ready to come back with a retort when a voice from downstairs called out. "Sheryl, Jean, you girls are going to be late for school; hurry up you only have about an hour to get ready."

John: "Pass me the oil, please" Sherlock passes John the oil. The blond then fills the bowl with olive oil and rosemary. Sherlock watches mesmerized as John puts the potatoes into the bowl and starts tossing them. Sherlock watches fascinated at how johns arms work in the bowl, once John was satisfied he looks at Sherlock whose eyes were blown and cheeks a slight pink hue, John smiled at the sight but said nothing about it. John: "Could you pass me the parchmententpaper and a baking tray? Thank you Sherl." Johnlock oneshots that are connected! May get sad or smutty I don't know yet I do not own bbc sherlock

A little one shot based on a prompt proposed to me by the legendary @WholockedEllie about Greg admiting his love to Mycroft. Enjoy !

After shooting Charles Augustus Magnussen, Sherlock is haunted by seven little words the man spoke.

Sherlock has to adapt his way of living when he is given something he'd never thought he'd have. (This story is up on fanfiction.net)

O que sabemos sobre Janine? Sherlock a conheceu no casamento de John e Mary e, de repente, ela quase se tornou sua noiva. Sabemos também o que Sherlock disse para John. Mas e antes? O que aconteceu no período entre o casamento de John e Mary e o pedido de casamento? O que Sherlock não contou ao amigo e o que Janine tem a dizer?

"Sherlock?", I heard John ask. I shook my head "Pardon?", I asked "Are there any cases?", John asked clear, I looked at the computer screen again. A smirk formed on my lips, "Does that mean-" "Yes John, the game is on" I hope you enjoy.

John breaks up with Sherlock after a year of relationship, thinking it the healthiest solution, but the two of them will soon find out that being separated brings them into a spiral of destructive behaviour towards themselves and the people around them. Will fate keep them apart or will they find their way back to each other?

Emilia Jane M. Isn't your average thirty year old but of course who would be if you were more than just acquaintances to the two most smartest men in all of London, England and an army doctor from Afghanistan. Do you KNOW who they are? Why she knows them and what they are to her? Follow through her adventures of madness and mystery to find out. I do not own the BBC Sherlock series nor do I own the characters they belong to Mark Gatiss and Steven Moffat, I only own my character Emilia.

English imagines about BBC Sherlock Holmes (mostly Sherlock). Open for requests, don't be scared to ask me to write something! Enjoy xx Highest rank: #24 in fanfiction

It's a rainy day and Molly Hooper is bored, so when her good friend Martha Hudson asks for help in her bakery, Molly is happy to oblige. Then Sherlock Holmes shows up drenched, and some fun ensues.