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Just Within Your Reach

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Reads 70,156
Votes 1,938
Parts 27
Time 1h 36m

inside-the-salt-ring

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-The case was a disaster. The storm had come early, and they were stuck in the hotel. John didn't want to be in the room, not now. Not with Sherlock right there. Just within his reach. If he wanted, he could reach out, pull Sherlock close, hold him, kiss him, love him. But he wouldn't. John couldn't. Because Sherlock didn't have feeling for him.
-Sherlock was tense. John was sitting across from him, his head leaning against the brunette wall, his eyes closed, his lips slightly parted. He was thinking, Sherlock knew that. He had studied John for so long, he knew everything. Yet, John was still foreign to him. Sherlock wanted to kiss John. Wanted to show John he cared. But he couldn't. Because John didn't have feelings for him.All Rights Reserved

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Moriarty's Musician by MerriEvans

He was a supervillain, brilliant and ruthless. For James Moriarty, fortune and power had become so easy, it was boring. But not for long. Now the Great Game was getting interesting. Annabelle Watson didn't have a clue how important she was in his plan to crush Sherlock Holmes and anyone else who stood in his way. But she would know soon. She would help him. And he might even let her live. She did, after all, play the most beautiful music. 🎶 ~*~*~*~*~*~* [Just a peek] Moriarty lowered the blade just as Annabelle grabbed his face and kissed him with as much force as she could summon. But as her desperate kiss continued, it was Moriarty's turn to be shocked. A smoldering desire buried long ago started unravelling in him. His free hand slid up her spine to grasp the back of her head and press her lips into his, while his hand with the knife encircled her waist. And as he held her there, Moriarty's kiss grew deeper, a passion igniting that he had a hard time controlling.

Deduce Me by eyesfilledwithstars

A BBC Sherlock fan fiction *Teenlock* *Johnlock* *a bit of Mystrade* Welcome to Baker Street Secondary... Are you in the mood to read an EXTRAORDINARILY long teenlock fic that is so far basically nothing but fluff mixed with a smattering of angst? Then you've come to the right place!!! (No smut, but it is referenced. Inappropriate jokes or scenes will happen. This is your warning.) LOTS OF FLUFF. Seriously.There's a plot line in there somewhere, but it's mostly fluff. Mild cussing. Comments and votes are great!! So feel free to leave some! Thanks!!

Who's left unloved? by Reamond_nuudles

Disclaimer!!! The cover photo isn't my art!! Credit:https://bulecelup.tumblr.com/ This is a Johnlock SmUTty ass story, where John cheats on Mary with Sherlock. It mentions past drug abuse and it has lots of triggers throughout, (i.e. depression, trust issues, break-ups, overdoses, etc. etc.) I began writing this a long time ago and I don't know how to put it into chapter form! AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH SO, yeah, here ya' go, lol.

Falling For You by bibliosoph

Sherlock Holmes is not a very social man. He's a consulting detective and the only one in the world, so by the process of elimination, that makes him the best. However, being such a detective doesn't leave much time for friends, or even romance. Well, until he meets John Watson. John Watson is a soldier who has just returned from war. He has a psychosomatic limp and he misses the war, even if he doesn't care to admit it. Naturally, when the possibility of sharing a flat with the world's only consulting detective arises, he jumps at the chance and instantly befriends the strange character. But it friendship the furthest that Sherlock and John are willing to go with each other? Or is the world-famous detective deducing new things about himself?

Rules on the Fridge [A BBC Sherlock Holmes Fanfiction] (Completed) by SmotheredPsycho

♪ First Names are for Lovers ♪ Sherlock Holmes and John Watson, living in a dated, shared flat with bullet holes in the wall, a skull on the mantle, and an absolutely catastrophic kitchen. It wasn't hard to get along, usually. John could handle Sherlock's bluntness and absolute disregard - or lack of knowledge - for people's feelings or sentiment. And Sherlock could handle John's questions about everything he said. John Watson: An army doctor, stationed in Afghanistan, shot in the leg, put out of commission. Psychosomatic limp; magically gone when he went on a case with Sherlock. Sherlock Holmes: High-functioning sociopath, and the only Consulting Detective in the world. He could read people, he could see crimes in the crime-scene; he could win. ♫ ♫ ♫ Sherlock Holmes went off the rails. He did an experiment that got him hospitalized after John found him on the scene. Lines were crossed. Rules were made. Everything was on the line - concentration on cases slowly dwindled, priorities were mixed, and absolutely everything was spinning. ♫ ♫ ♫ Good habits, bad habits, and everything in between. You have good habits, sure, and they have to be balanced out with bad habits. For most people, that's taking your vitamins every day crossed with cracking your knuckles. For Sherlock Holmes that was catching criminals and putting his life at serious risk every time. ♫ ♫ ♫

Sherlock Imagines by MerriEvans

You lick your lips that have suddenly gone dry. Sherlock watches you intently. That's it, you think, he's won. Let him eat all the damn butter he wants- it's over! "You win, Sherlock." You turn to head to the refrigerator, but he grabs your arm and pulls you into his body so quickly that your chest slams against his. His warm mouth covers yours in the deepest, most delectable kiss you've ever had. Oh gosh -where did he learn to kiss like that? And he even tastes like red current jam!

OLD - Sherlock x reader: A consulting detective in love by AgentLlamaSocks341

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Mystrade by MystradeStorys

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Sherlock BBC Texts And Chatroom! by MeddlingMisfit

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Love, Lies & Death ( A Sherlock Fanfiction) by HamilHotel

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Moriarty's Musician

He was a supervillain, brilliant and ruthless. For James Moriarty, fortune and power had become so easy, it was boring. But not for long. Now the Great Game was getting interesting. Annabelle Watson didn't have a clue how important she was in his plan to crush Sherlock Holmes and anyone else who stood in his way. But she would know soon. She would help him. And he might even let her live. She did, after all, play the most beautiful music. 🎶 ~~~~~~ [Just a peek] Moriarty lowered the blade just as Annabelle grabbed his face and kissed him with as much force as she could summon. But as her desperate kiss continued, it was Moriarty's turn to be shocked. A smoldering desire buried long ago started unravelling in him. His free hand slid up her spine to grasp the back of her head and press her lips into his, while his hand with the knife encircled her waist. And as he held her there, Moriarty's kiss grew deeper, a passion igniting that he had a hard time controlling.