Sherlockian Stories

The video starts a little shaky, with Y/n L/n grinning into the camera as she walks through 221B Baker Street. "Hey, guys. Welcome to Baker Street. I'm Y/n L/n, and this is our little world of tea, murder boards, questionable life choices, and-" She turns the camera. Sherlock Holmes is on the sofa, eating toast, curls a mess, looking deeply unimpressed. "-the world's only consulting detective, the great Sherlock Holmes." Sherlock looks at the camera, mouth half-full. "Your standards for greatness are worryingly low." Y/n giggles. "See? Charming." "I am occasionally charming," he says, then points his toast at her. "Usually when you deserve it." Y/n's smile softens. "That was almost sweet." "Don't make it strange." She turns the camera back to herself. "Anyway, don't let Sherl scare you off. He looks dramatic, but he remembers tea orders and pretends that isn't affection." "I heard that." "I know." Sherlock sighs, but there's a fond little smile hiding at the corner of his mouth. "She steals my chips, interrupts my experiments, and somehow makes this place less unbearable." Y/n pauses. "Sherl." "What?" "That was sweet." "It was factual." A sudden bubbling noise comes from the kitchen. They both freeze. Y/n turns slowly. "...Sherl?!" Sherlock shot to his feet. "Bugger." Y/n laughs into the camera as he shoots past her. "Okay, got to go. Welcome to Baker Street!" There was a loud clatter in the background. Then Sherlock's voice, offended and distant: "Don't laugh, Y/n/n, that's nitric acid-" The video cut off there.

A story based on the mysterious disappearance of a young news anchor from Mason City, IA

Just a simple one-shot fluff

Imagine all of your favourite characters from Supernatural, Doctor who and Sherlock in a chatroom. (Yes even all the dead ones) There won't be any massive spoilers or anything, don't worry. Ship warnings (a lot but not all will be in if more than one chapter) Destiel, Johnlock, whouffle, RoryxAmy, jackxeveryone, tenrose, sabriel, pondlock, Osdean and some more ships.

This is a story about you meeting Benedict Cumberbatch. You are going to London to see him at a comic-con, you couldn't afford a meet and greet with him, but will need to? Read to find out!

I'm really sorry I don't know what came over me!!! But I love reading crack fics so maybe someone will want to read mine? 😂 seriously I'm sorry!

SuperWhoLock Fanfic I'm am not exactly sure what the plot is going to be so I will write the summary as I write.

An old friend of Sherlock Holmes is in need of help, tied in a deadly case concerning the infamous Jack the Ripper. Accused of killing her sister and other females within London, Sarah Harper calls out to the consulting detective in 221B Baker Street.

a short fic that i needed to write for relief

This is for sherlockian's hunger games competition but you can read it as a normal book I suppose

"John. When you said I was a machine... Did you really mean it?" Sherlock Holmes, Consulting Detective - the only one in the world, let me remind you - at your ser... Never mind. Your commander, and additionally the best amateur detective - I did invent my post. And thanks to my genius, my Death Frisbee is now world famous. Yes, yes, now take a seat and kindly recover your jaw. Your gaping mouth is annoying me. In any case, one glaring inconsistency roared out at me from the scrawled records of my - our - many tales. Overshadowed by my intelligence and deductive genius... Who in hell considered John Watson? Allow me to introduce him. Dr. John Hamish Watson, the world's only Consulting Detectives'... Blogger. Not quite got the same ring to it (sorry John) but no matter! He didn't invent his post, so at least that stands for something. Well. Not exactly, but my dear Blogger does count for rather a lot. Not that I'd tell him this of course. His ego next to my humble self is unbearable already, without adding yet more air to his near-burst balloon. I'd hate for him to explode, he's far too useful. Although it is true. That man carries enough self belief for three, never mind just the two of us. I am Sherlock Holmes, and this is... our story. Our log of when we played the game - and won. P.S - Mycroft, kindly leave. Now. Stop reading and LOG OFF or I'll tell Mummy. P.P.S - I do not have an ego anything LIKE what was described above! You're just grumpy because you can't eat cake... And I can.

Written with the handsome @quinnisundead The tale of two brothers coming together against all odds, to warm their cold hearts. All by staying with each other for one day. EPILOGUE ? Enjoy brotherly banter alongside an emotional roller-coaster. Vote for more!

It's time for Sherlock and Lucy to settle down, but they can't. The green man is lurking in the shadows and their newest problem isn't really helping. Follow Lucy and Sherlock through adventure, family and crime in the second book in The Detective series 'Holmes'.

Loki meets Sherlock and decides that he is the one to carry out his terrible deeds. Sherlock goes 'AWOL' as John puts it and will Sherlock be able to stop before it is too late? Completed: Thanks for the reads :)

Sherlock shows his son; what it means to be a consulting detective. But Molly doesn't like the idea of her son traipsing around crime scenes. But when a secret from their past comes back to haunt them, will they tell their son the truth? or will their family be forever divided? Sherolly! Warning: This story gets very angsty!

Sherlock and John are best friends, and awkward accident at 221B shouldn't change that. Should it? dun dun dun... my awful description... *Read me read me!* shhh, shhh, they will fanfic... they will. I own nothing but the obvious! Thanks to whoever made that epic cover! I guess I should probably mention that this contains season three spoilers.

in my whole life i was running from the government with my mom but one day my mom told me to run to the nearest train station go to london and find my dad hope you like it