Sherlockbbc Stories

Charlie Magnussen wasn't your ordinary, run-of-the-mill daughter of a notorious billionaire. She was special. Like her father, her memory was as acute and unfailing as the many languages she spoke. Unlike her father, however, Charlie was on the run. She was being hunted by one of the most dangerous men in the world, and only one Consulting Detective knew how to find her before her stalker did. When Sherlock accepted Mycroft's mission to retrieve the child of his arch-nemesis, he was less than enthusiastic. Anyone with the name Magnussen surely was more trouble than they were worth. But then again, he was bored, and MI6 was so interested in this Charlie person, of course, he needed to know why. But little did even the great Sherlock Holmes know his unrivaled curiosity was about to turn his world upside down. And it was all thanks to a green-eyed, sarcastic little nobody his good sense just couldn't ignore. His good sense and maybe even... his heart? ❤️ ~Sequel to Moriarty's Musician!~

Nora Galway, an ex-journalist with a haunted past and uncanny intellect, comes out of hiding and meets a certain consulting detective.

Sherlock realizes he loves John... But he can't have him. After John gets married, Sherlock does something he should not have.

( 𝙈𝘽𝙎 ) ━━ ⤸ ❝𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐑, 𝐃𝐑. 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐎𝐍. 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐈𝐓.❞

Mycroft Holmes is apparently a very happy man. He have an important job, a stable relationship with a Scotland Yard officer since a couple of years and a -slightly annoying- little brother to take care of. But what if he was missing something ? What if he wanted a family ? From his windowless office of the Diogene club to a posh nursery in Kensigton and Mr and Mrs Lestrade backgarden, it's a all new world that the official is to experience. ☆☆☆☆ That's very cute Mycroft. - Mrs H. (75) ☆☆ How is the diet, brother dear ? - SH (39) ☆☆☆☆ Are you really sleeping with my dad ? - Sarah L. (12)

Zombie apocalypse AU Johnlock!

24 One shots/ headcannons/ snapshots, once a day, all leading up to Christmas! Hope you enjoy xx

I draw art. Here's some of it.

This is a set of short stories (os) for me to write when I'm bored. None of them will be smut, if you want smut you can go to smutty smut smut, I. my profile.

Could be only Sherlock. Could be only Doctor Who. OR possibly Wholock. Who knows... Some are silly. Some are headcanon-y. Either way, it ALWAYS stays in range of Doctor Who or Sherlock. I tend to make Doctor Who and Sherlock references to everything. Note that none of the wholock one shots will be correspondent to one another so each is a separate idea. Also beware of the fandom crossover... Please PM me for requests. I'm open to anything.

I did a crossover between the first dialogue we saw between Sherlock and Molly in the series in 'A Study in Pink' and the last one in 'The Final Problem'-the ILY scene-, to see what my imagination could do. Here is the result. Note: I rearranged the dialogues and add some narrative parts, but I imagine it's still possible to figure out from which scene each line belongs to.

If you could have one wish, what would it be?

John and Mary's special dinner is interrupted by two unexpected guests... Co-author: Nadia221B

Sherlock Holmes and John Watson are just doing the norm when one day, something strange happens. Join them in thier journey through time and space in a blue box that is bigger on the inside with a strange man that unveils a shocking truth.

The Vashta Nerada are lose, the angels are weeping, the Queen is a werewolf?! Dean and Sam find the supernatural to be acting quite strange. The Demons are quiet and Vashta Nerada are becoming more and more vicious and evil. The stone angels laugh at them, and the air remains dull. They seek out the help of Sherlock Holmes the man who is clever enough to find this mysterious Doctor, the man their Dad's book talks about. Together they must stop everyone before all Hell breaks lose and war between Heaven and Hell begins.

Sherlockian fanfic..The story is only beginning...

My day started like any other: my nose in a book, my companion, Charles, the Great Dane, by my side. I'm house sitting for my parents, alone in our beach home, nothing around for miles when a knock sounds at my door. When I answer it, I am startled by a familiar looking man on my porch. It's the Doctor! How is this possible? He's only fictional, yet, here is is and he's lost the TARDIS. I have to be dreaming... I HAVE to be! Things only get stranger when more guests arrive: a consulting detective and his blogging partner, and two brothers in a grumbling Impala. Why are they all showing up, and why are they trapped in my house?!