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How We Unfold (SherlockBBC; Johnlock)

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Parts 14
Time 2h 54m

AtlasKentCollins

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"My movements are frantic now, I'm reaching again. I am on the street, he lies before me. If I can just get to him. If I could just-

'John'.

The low rhythmic tone of his voice swims in the air. I look for him, my eyes examine his lifeless body. His lips do not move.

'John, it's time to wake up now.'

I grab for him but I cannot reach, I can never reach him. I'm yelling for him, my voice begs for him to stop; just get up, Sherlock. Just get up. But he does not move. And I am spiraling further away. Everything changes, the hospital is gone, I am no longer on the ground. I am sinking into a great sea.

'It is only a dream.'

His voice snakes it's way down to me and wraps around my sinking body. He is pulling me from the muddy depths, a pale light illuminates the distant surface. In the gelid water that cocoons my flesh, his voice is warmth.

'Wake up, John'."

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Sherlock isn't dead. He's alive and well, and always watching over John. Waiting for the right time to come back to his blogger and friend. But he can't until the last of the three snipers is taken care of, and he knows John is safe. But a new evil lurks in the dark. And John and Sherlock have caught it's eye. As Sherlock struggles to return to his friend and John struggles to move on after Sherlock's supposed death, this new dark power grows more interested in the pair. Now the duo will be put to the test, facing a new nemesis, as well as each other.

Worlds collide as the intimate lives of the BBC characters intertwine and each must face their own darkness.All Rights Reserved

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I believe in you - Sherlock Fanfiction. by Katiie_Sykes

[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.

Dance With Me, Darling {A Sherlolly Fanfic} (Wattys 2017) by jackskellingtonrulz5

For one to uncover secrets this deep, they must shatter the evil from within. A façade was all Sherlock was living now. When he gets wind of a masquerade ball being held in Moriarty's memory, he thinks it'll be no different than what he has been doing after his infamous fall. But a one-man operation was just suicide. He had no one to turn to if he wanted to keep them safe, but...maybe a certain pathologist of his had a way around that. A/N: This is set after Reichenbach. My friend @HoneyButterYum came up with the title and description and my friend @myfirstnameisagent came up with some elements of the plot. I don't own Sherlock Holmes or Molly Hooper or anything else from BBC Sherlock. All rights go to the creators and Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. If you are reading this story on any other platform other than Wattpad (excluding websites like fanfiction.net and AO3--in that case please contact me immediately so I can deal with the plagiarism.) you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attck. If you wish to read this story in it's original, safe form, please got to jackskellingtonrulz5's Wattpad page. Thank you.

𝕱𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖉 𝕷𝖆𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙 {𝕾𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖔𝖈𝖐 𝕳𝖔𝖑𝖒𝖊𝖘} by fixingneutral

S⃞   h⃞   e⃞   r⃞   l⃞   o⃞   c⃞   k⃞    H⃞   o⃞   l⃞   m⃞   e⃞   s⃞    x⃞    F⃞   e⃞   m⃞   a⃞   l⃞   e⃞    O⃞   C⃞ Ivy Liu takes a slow drag of her cigarette, watching Sherlock with those sharp, unblinking eyes that seem to see too much. She steps closer, her voice low but piercing, as if each word is a scalpel cutting through the layers he's wrapped around himself. "You wear your intellect like armor, Sherlock, but even the sharpest mind can't hide the fractures underneath. You think the world is a stage and you're the only actor that matters, but the truth is, we're all performing for someone, even when we're alone. You create this facade of apathy, of superiority, because it's easier than admitting that the void you feel isn't invincibility-it's emptiness. You can solve a thousand cases, but in the silence of your own mind, when no one's watching, you'll have to face the one puzzle you can't crack: yourself. And what terrifies you most isn't that no one understands you-it's that someday, someone might." Her gaze lingers on him for a moment, reading his silence before turning away, her words settling like dust in the empty space between them. DISCLAIMER!!!!!: (I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE SIR ARTHUR CONAN DOYLE SHERLOCK CHARACTERS NOR THE BBC SHERLOCK CHARACTERS AND PLOT. I DO NOT OWN THE ARTWORK DISPLAYED IN THE COVER OF THE STORY. I ONLY OWN MY OC.)

Sentiment ➳ Sherlock x Reader by SeraSki

Sherlock Holmes x Reader "Sentiment is a chemical defect found on the losing side." The mere thought of it would almost make him cringe. Almost. "The world is filled with vital experiences, and sometimes we have to travel to the losing side to get them." You were a new pathologist at Bart's hospital working alongside your sister, Molly Hooper. Bart's paid well and you and Molly were excellent at your work. Everything is going swell, your even introduced to an annoying sociopath who flirts with your sister just to get info on a body for a crime. Everything changes when Molly goes missing, and your suddenly chasing a kidnapper. What happens when you are teamed with Sherlock Holmes to find who kidnapped your sister? You see different sides of Sherlock Holmes that you never had seen before...but are they good? I know you little fangirls out there love your romance fills so I promise there will be romance.

Home Is Where My Heart Is, Only With You. (Johnlock) by MarieLlona

I thought I could kill the pain. How could I be so stupid? The fall was terrifying. The pain was never ending. But it never ends. It remains, and it will always remain. Hidden. Buried. The dark is so cold. It's so empty, I'm empty, and I have nothing to fill it with anymore. "This love has taken its toll on me, and I have no choice, cause I won't say goodbye anymore...."* A Johnlock (and a little Myry) fanfic full of song references, heartbreak, depression, emptiness, emotion, possible death, and love to cure it all. Will they ever be reunited? And can Sherlock prove to John that he's alive, before John commits a crime neither would recover from? *Song reference: Maroon 5 - This Love

Sherlock Preferences & Imagines by Wintersoldier2011

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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?

Emotional Context by ApacheGirl75

After the fallout from Eurus and Sherringford Sherlock's first mistake was sending Mycroft to deal with Molly and the phone call. From there Molly and Mycroft start an unlikely friendship. Sherlock's second mistake was that he waited months to speak with her regarding the phone call. When Sherlock finally confronts Molly about his feelings he is shocked to see her hesitant and more than a little confused. Did Sherlock wait to long? While taking a much needed holiday, Molly meets a very interesting woman who opens her eyes to the value she has. Molly exams her life and finally finds who she truly is and what she wants. Once she returns to London Sherlock is not prepared for the new Molly, but Mycroft embraces it. Which man will she give her heart to? I do not own the characters of BBC's Sherlock. I simply lovingly borrow them and return them were I found them!

30 Days. (Part 1 of the 30 Days fanfic series) by sokkakindawrites97

Empty. Baker Street, and the entirety of the City of London, is empty. The streets are no longer busy with cars or pedestrians; it's deserted. Sherlock Holmes and John Watson are the only people around. But they're not alone. The Diseased---people who have caught a strange, rabid-like disease go into a state of madness in which they have the lust to kill anyone they come across---litter the streets. And John is one of them. When Sherlock comes from being in his Mind Palace for longer than he thought for a case he was solving, he finds out that a sudden apocalypse has taken over London, and a mysterious disease has plagued half the population, and they litter the streets. To his horror, John is somehow caught with the disease. The consulting detective finds himself on the most dangerous, and overwhelming case he has ever been on, one that will test his love for John. And that case is to find a cure for his best friend before he loses him to the strange, apocalyptic disease forever. And Sherlock is prepared to walk right through hell, if it means finding a cure for the one man he loves most in the world. ⚠️ ***TRIGGER WARNING*** ⚠️ This fanfic is rated M for a reason! Will contain..... -Swearing -Violence -Gore -Drug references -Sexual content -Suggestions of abuse If you are triggered by any of this, then I advise you to NOT read it! I don't want anyone reporting my story because they failed to notice it's rated M and didn't care to read the warning here. "Why all of that, though?" you may be wondering. Well, it's the apocalypse, and in an apocalypse.....all kinds of shit can happen. Am I right? And I tend to be a little dark sometimes.

The Doctor And The Detective (Johnlock) by CluelessPumpkin

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.

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