Written for the prompt "I don't care how or why, but I want Mycroft's significant other (whoever that may be) to gag him somehow and then make him go out into public."

"Mmm - Mendelssohn Lied ohne Worte number seven in E-flat major," John mumbled groggily. "I always loved when you played that one." Sherlock frowned. "Since when have you known what the songs were called?" The question came out a bit more snappish than he had intended, but John just closed his eyes again and shrugged. "Since you died," he said simply.

When Sherlock learns what John "Three Continents" Watson's army nickname was for, he realizes he's got the perfect opportunity for a first-hand experiment in physical passion from the one person he can actually stand to be touched by. John thinks there might be a bit more to it than that.

Most people's primary impression of John Watson was of a smallish, harmless alpha with bad taste in jumpers. It took a surprising amount of work to keep it that way.

John loves when Sherlock is brilliant on cases, because it makes everything that much more incredible when he gets to take Sherlock home and take him apart. (AKA "wendymarlowe found a kinkmeme request for Johnlock porn involving a breeding stand.")

"Done! John, don't move. I'll be right back." Sherlock practically ran to his room and slammed the door. Right. John mentally shrugged - whatever Sherlock was up to, it had started with cleaning so he couldn't be entirely opposed. (AKA "Sherlock's pants at declarations, but the kitchen gets cleaned so John doesn't mind.")

December 2012. Post-THoB, TRF doesn't happen. Sherlock & John are starting to realise how much they depend upon each other, & figuring out what that means for their future. I indulged myself & wrote a lot of think-y bits & case-y bits (not a whole case, but snippets) - I figure there's usually quite a lot of that going on in Sherlock's head! There will be fluff, there will be smut.

With Sherlock dead, John eventually (under duress) makes a profile on an online dating site. And falls into a long-distance relationship with an enigmatic partner who reminds him of Sherlock in all the right ways. (Hint: it turns out to be Sherlock.) Updated in real time!

What do adolescent girls write about in their diaries? Now, imagine you're Tom Riddle and the only obstacle between you and world domination is an awkward eleven year old girl with a fangirl crush, a Harry Potter Doll, several older brothers, and absolutely no idea about human reproduction. You might just feel sorry for Tom Riddle if he weren't such a manipulative bastard.

For John, trouble starts when a fake engagement is needed for a case. Keeping things secret turns out to be rather difficult when your brother in law actually is the Britsh Government. Soon enough whole London celebrates the happy event. To make things worse, Sherlock turns out to be a master of seduction and being 'involved' with Sherlock doesn't feel as bad as it should be...

John decides to open his third drawer. It's time. Johnlock. Written for the f*ckyeahjohnlockfanfic Red Pants Competition on tumblr.

It was an experiment. Then it was phonesex. Now it's something unexpected. Sherlock is on detox and bored. He calls a sex line. He gets John. Intrigued, he calls back several times. But the experiment isn't going quite how Sherlock predicted... NOT crack.

John has a tattoo, and Sherlock won't rest until he's seen it. Johnlock.

John Watson and Sherlock Holmes go on holiday, and Sherlock has romance on the brain. Johnlock fluff.

When John was a little boy he loved the sea. It was beautiful and terrifying but he loved it with all his heart. Then he met a man named Sherlock Holmes. M for Mature.

When Sherlock hears that "love is an endless mystery", he concludes that falling in love would mean he'll never be bored again, and begins an internet dating mission. John follows from date to date, hoping he'll see that his ideal man is closer to home.

When John heads overseas for a week, Sherlock's forced to fend for himself. It goes about as well as anyone could have anticipated. Which is to say, very, very poorly. Don't worry, things'll be fine in just seven days.

Sherlock and John decide to fend off boredom with a night of heavy drinking.

They're both laughing, as if it's a perfectly appropriate thing to do when you find your best friend, dead for three years, sitting in your old living room. S/J.

It's New Years Eve, and John's made a resolution to tell Sherlock how he feels about him. And if there's one thing the detective loves, it's a puzzle. Slash, fairly fluffy.

Probably done before- Sherlock and John go to a gay bar- for a case! Sexy dancing, UST, and a happy ending, of course : R and R greatly appreciated!

Javert's thoughts after he stepped off the bridge.