Winterlock Exchange gift for anneincolor: "I have a magic garden." As come-ons go, John's heard worse.

Sherlock tours worldwide with the English National Ballet. John dances the Lindy Hop competitively all across the globe. That they would meet, then, by the slimmest of chances in one lonely city, is pure coincidence. The whole 'dancing together' bit is a little more planned. Dancer!AU.

Sherlock and John meet for the first time while disposing of their freshly killed corpses. Happy Halloween!

Oh, my shipwreck man, that I might always come apart at your shore-step.

In the moments after the bullet that sends Lewis Nixon to the ground, Richard Winters thinks of all that never was.

He forgets. The tree does not. So when Carwood Lipton closes his eyes and they open somewhere else, he doesn't expect it - but it's right, all the same.

'The central law of all organic life is that each organism is intrinsically isolate and single in itself. The moment its isolation breaks down and there comes an actual mixing and confusion, death sets in.' - D.H. Lawrence

Some days, it gets easier.

A shared sigh that echoes like the reveille at dawn - this is how they fight, and how they love.

The people who matter do not come into Sherlock's life by droves, but these few are enough. One person - not even a person yet; just a few cells - enters it and is enough to change it all. Sherlock and John have a baby, and learn what really matters.

Written for the FuckYeahJohnlockFanfic blog's August CaseFic Contest. Sherlock is hired by his brother to find a cure for the strange phenomenon John Watson has unwittingly brought into their world, but it's immediately clear there's more to this case - and more to this man - than meets the eye. AU, ish.

Sherlock has always been friends with John Watson, only once John was imaginary. Now he's not.

The first, the last, the only - in which no one says anything, but they both are more than aware of the world shattering around their heads.

"You're John." He pauses, frowns. "But not my John." The man - John - quirks his lips into a smile. "No. But I was." Sherlock receives a visit from an old friend, who has both words of advice and words with which to say goodbye. Time Travel fic.

"Do these songs ever remind you of us?" John cleans a bathroom, Sherlock makes a mess of it and everything else, but it's all somehow okay in the end.

With nowhere else to go and no one left who understands, Sherlock keeps in touch with a scattered few over the time he is chasing down the last of Moriarty's web and they are fighting their own battles back home.

He plays for 1,095 days, in the hopes that the notes will swirl over the grey countryside, filter through the murky city streets, and find their way back home. He plays for 1,095 days, and does not stop. Reichenbach fic; Sherlock-centric.

Exactly what it says on the tin. "Do people still eat fruitcake?"

Somewhere in the depths of the universe, and somewhere in the middle of Sherlock's chest, a star goes into supernova.

"You see, you made a real hash of things for the people upstairs. You're not supposed to die today, but you've obviously gone out and seen to that. So, yeah, you did die, but now you're getting the opportunity to fix that."

She was in motion again, but maybe this is what would send her world back to being right-side up. Post 6x09.

AU. Tony wants nothing more than to be on top in the tough world of Las Vegas. Only Roxie, the mysteriously sly woman he's just met, can help him get there. But the thing about Life in the Fast Lane is, it surely makes you lose your mind.

Catalyst: a person or thing that precipitates an event or change. That moment - the event. They - the people. Their love - the change.

A year in the lives of our favorite crime-fighting pair, week by week, theme by random theme, as brought to you in oneshots by yours truly.

A collection of songfics based on - what else? - Bones. All different charries; all different genres; all different ratings; all stuffed with lyrics; all for your viewing and listening pleasure.

What if Imi wasn't born into captivity? What if she once roamed free upon the lands of the Hutmoors with others of her own kind? If that be true, then this is her story. Takes place before The Naming. Rating might change in later chapters.

Just a few pieces on the NYC number. Oh, and "drabbles" is a tentative term - some are long, and some are short. Look inside, you'll see what I mean...slight Grace/Oliver at times, and much "family" love.

Erzulie and Papa Ge get into an argument over why blurring "lines" preset by time and wisdom is dangerous. Then he offers a favor, and realizes that, for her, his dark nature every day is blurred, and...grey. Oneshot. Erzulie/Papa Ge

A book exploring the relationship of FBI Special Agent Seeley Booth and his partner Dr. Temperance Brennan, written by Dr. Lance Sweets.

Miss Hannigan taught others that they'd never have a chance in life - all because she never really had a chance, either...Oneshot. Rated for strong language. Some slight AU themes.

The staff want Oliver Warbucks to hire a personal secretary, due to his lack of organization. Moodily, he agrees. But it changes his life. Forever. Oneshot.

Grace loves Annie like her own child, and always has. Yet she feels it is wrong - after all, Annie is not her child. But Oliver has a very different opinion on whether or not Grace is "allowed" to love his daughter. Oneshot. Grace/Oliver.

OLD STORY. Behind that grim facade lurks a fountain of joy. And only once the song has been released can his own be unveiled.

OLD STORY. What happens when a keg of ale accidentally takes a tumble during Maerad and Cadvan's sword fighting practice? And what does a Duck Costume have to do with it all? Read here to find out! Inspried by a FanFic challenge on Icelands' website.

OLD STORY. What happens when Saliman, Hem, Malgorn, and Silvia find Maerad and Cadvan kissing? Read to find out! From Maerad's POV. A response to a FanFic Challenge posted on Icelands' website.

OLD STORY. Maerad and Cadvan try to cover up a mistake they've made, only to discover that perhaps it wasn't such a bad thing after all...

OLD STORY. Maerad and Cadvan reflect upon their relationship through their diary entries. Watch them transform through their very own writings, and perhaps draw closer together. Rating to be safe.

OLD STORY. Cadvan is leaving. Maerad will never see him again. And yet, this strange fact might bring them closer together.

OLD STORY. The time has finally come for Maerad and Cadvan to take the next step. With their marriage only minutes away, Maerad must decide if this is really the right thing to do.

OLD STORY. Maerad lies dead, and Cadvan's daughter demands the truth: Was it his fault? Or must someone else explain this mysterious wrongdoing?

OLD STORY. Another Welcome Feast, and this time Lyla accompanies Maerad. But Lyla has some different ideas about what to wear. Will Cadvan notice the change?