Five years later & another Highland Games tournament, Merida is faced with a new trial that she brought upon herself. Now she must use all that she has learned to save herself and her unwanted traveling companion from the dangers of the unforgiving Scottish highlands and the storms of war brewing in the South. Rating changed due to violence, some language and maybe future innuendo

There are lots of little stories that remain untold...a collection of drabbles and one-shots set in the 'To Be Loved the Way You Love Me' AU. Most one-shots will feature Hiccup/Stoick father/son. Rated T for torture, trauma and angst. Cover art by the beautiful RazzlePazzleDooDot

The prince needs a wife. He does not want one, but dolefully allows his mother to call in contestants from all over. Then, unexpectedly, he meets the girl of his dreams. They strike up a friendship, and gradually start to fall for each other... :D

Cloudjumper knows that Valka misses her baby and thinks he has a solution. AU. Baby!Hiccup.

The day before Hiccup's final dragon training test, Astrid never finds him in the woods. He suits up, packs up, and heads for the sky. Across the ocean, princess Merida runs away, wishing for anything in the world to change her fate. A hop, a skip, and a boat ride away, Rapunzel with her magic hair just can't wait to be finally free.

Merida has finally been allowed to come with her father for a trading trip now that she's of age. But when the sale regarding one of Angus's progeny stirs up an old acquaintance, Merida isn't quite sure how to react. MeridaXMacGuffin

" - you've left a space for him!" Mycroft persists, waving a hand at the empty spot next to his brother. Sherlock furrows his brow and glances furtively to the left, eyeing the empty cushion beside him. "Honestly, brother, I figured you'd not be so blind about this kind of thing, but do I truly have to spell it out for you?"

AU challenge. Place the Brave characters in an environment as close to your own as possible, while retaining their inherent personalities. "To not do the work resulted in not getting paid, which meant moving back in with her parents. And that was a fate worse than death." MeridaXMacGuffin, Macintosh and Dingwall mentions.

John gets cold on a case, and sees the warmer side of Sherlock's heart. Holiday fic, post-Reichenbach/post-return, Sherlock/John friendship/pre-slash, fluff. Written for the 221B Advent community on LJ.

A gift and a bond between two. No gift and you are a freak of nature, no bond and madness is the path that awaits. Two unbound men, odd and lonely, one presumed not to have a gift and one with a gift that could turn him mad anyway. A prompt on sherlockbbc brought this one into existance.

"If a clock could count down to the moment you meet your soul mate, would you want to know?"

Joni's situation with Santiago makes no sense to Owen, but it makes perfect sense to Leslie.

Sherlock has just come back to John. John doesn't know quite how to take it. When this popped into my head, I thought perhaps it was the middle of a story. After it was written, I decided that maybe it should just stand on it's own. Reviews greatly appreciated.

John comes home hypothermic and it's Sherlock's fault (sort of), so he does his awkward best to remedy matters. Gratuitous fluff and h/c. Not slash unless you really want it to be. General sweetness all 'round.

Three years later, on a snow-dusted Christmas Eve, one man returns to the only place he has considered his home, and to the only person he has considered his friend. A post-Reichenbach Christmas reunion fic. Oneshot. Can be seen as a sequel to "Wounded".

John Watson had been fixing up a soldier's broken arm when the missile hit. Sherlock eventually chooses texting over sign language, but on occasion he and John will share a joke or two about Anderson in silence. Sherlock loves the way John laughs and decides he'd very much like to hear his name come from those lips.

When Sherlock came back from the dead, John gave him exactly 20 minutes to explain himself, rose to his feet, made enough tea for one person, and proceeded to ignore Sherlock's existence for the next seven days. After pretending not to exist for three years, though, Sherlock didn't really find it hard to pretend for another week. Johnlock, oneshot

Lizzie Bennet Diaries. "You do realize you're doing this whole thing completely bassackwards, right? A declaration of love is... not a good opening gambit." Exactly what it sounds like... another way the proposal could have gone. Someone walks in on Lizzie blogging, and the camera captures the emotional turmoil that follows.

Sherlock steals evidence. Lestrade threatens to cut him off murder cases unless he gives it back. Faced with a severe blow to The Work, Sherlock grits his teeth and offers a compromise: he'll tell Lestrade why he stole each and every piece of evidence, and Lestrade can then decide if he gets to keep it. Johnlock. Humor/Romance/Fluff/Drama. Rated for swearing, and, er, romance.

Lizzie Bennet Diaries. Lizzie needs to escape from the insanity that is her life... Ricky Collins, her mother, Lydia... but an unexpected and somewhat surreal encounter with Darcy is what she gets. Naturally. Because even Lizzie can probably acknowledge that Darcy isn't a total douche all the time. Just most of the time.

Lizzie Bennet Diaries fanfiction... Because there must've been at least ONE moment in which Lizzie thought that Darcy wasn't actually all that bad, despite all her protestations. And a moment in which Darcy thought, "Hey, maybe this isn't just me."

If anyone were to ask John what the highlight of his day was, he would almost always answer 'returning home'. Parentlock.

The choice is simple. Real, and No John. Or Not Real, and John. For a prompt that says 'John dies and Sherlock loses himself in his Mind Palace'. Rated T for mentions of violence and character deaths.

Hamish Watson-Holmes gets some help from his father and his dad, making gifts for his dad and his father. Fluffy family fic, read at your own risk ;P

AU: This is just a whole bunch of ClueFinders backstory I made up that I wanted to expand into a story that never grew into one. It's scattered and random, don't expect much updating, but please R&R!

Sherlock's wings are beautiful. John's are not. Wing!fic

Complete. AU. In a world of sorcerers and magic, Sherlock is a Faerie-born and John, lacking any kind of magical talent, often seems a bit out of place. But he has a gift all his own...Slash, Sherlock/John