The first time, it's a handshake. The seventh time, he kisses her.
John was calling him by 'Holmes', something he had never done since their second meeting where Sherlock had told him to call him Sherlock, please. Also, the antiquated speech... Was this the past? [Time travel 'AU', inspired by the photo that BBC put out a week ago.]
Sherlock may be a genius, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have his fears. Unrelated oneshots putting Sherlock into situations where he gets a little bit frightened. Chapter Six: Failure is his biggest fear.
A back-ache can be debilitating, but thankfully John has the healing touch...
Sherlock's got tummy rumbles, much to his embarrassment and John's amusement.
Sherlock talks about friends. Well: he gets drunk for a case and then unconsciously talks about friends. It isn't all puppies and flowers.
"I'm telekinetic," Sherlock said bluntly. John looked up at Sherlock again. "... Sorry, what?" [Telekinetic!lock AU.]
Even Sherlock Holmes got sad. Never-mind that he didn't show it until something bad happened... like his Mum dying. Good old John-Sherlock h/c/angst goodness, set after Series Three but no major spoilers.
It might have been his fault that he had gone on a bender, but... God knows that it wasn't his fault. [Castiel introspection/character drabble. Potential missing scene between S05E16 and S05E17 - how the drunk scene happened.]
Castiel's only just getting used to being human. He's still learning - about the big things, AND the little things in life. Sleep happens to fall into one of those categories. [Sleepy!Cas.]
Dean hates spring for the rain, he hates summer for the heat, he hates fall for the sickness, and he hates winter for the cold. And yeah, he might not LIKE it, but at least he's used to the different weather. Who isn't? Castiel.
John signs up for National November Writing Month, or, as it's commonly called, NaNoWriMo. Sherlock calls it stupid, and learns to loathe the looming threat of November. [Fluff, writing irritation, and some childish Sherlock.]
In which Castiel becomes indubitably re-acquainted with winter and its never-ending need to be, well... cold. [Platonic Destiel, complete with cheeseburgers and hot chocolate. Winter!fic!]
John just wants to relax after a gruelling week at work, and then - Sherlock twisted his finger around a lock of his hair. "... I think I've got lice," he said shortly. [Pre-S3 fluff.]
Sherlock wasn't sleeping. So, instead, he was watching Molly. He wasn't TECHNICALLY watching her, because she was curled up behind him, spoon-style, her arms draped about his waist, but he didn't need to look at her to SEE her. [Sherlolly fluff.]
But where had Redbeard gone? Sherlock just didn't understand why he came home from school and his dog wasn't there. Inspired by His Last Vow. Kid!lock.
It was the end of an era. Sherlock had been lying when he told Mycroft he thought it was a new chapter. Set immediately after Sherlock deduces 'the signs of three' at the reception.
Help Me. Please. These were two statements that Greg had never received from Sherlock, not in this context. They were two statements that could made him panic. Character study.
Of course, a wedding is the perfect place to dance. [Alternate ending to The Sign of Three] Janlock.
No, no, no! He was Sherlock Holmes! They couldn't throw him in a jail cell! Not now, not never, not ever! 'Missing scene' between Mayfly's Man flat and the boys waking up in jail - Sign of Three episode tag. Drunkie!lock.