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What happens when the Iceman decides to take his little brother's advice and tries to find himself a goldfish? He has a problem with always running into Gregory Lestrade while on his hunt. Could it be fate, or just pure coincidence. But what happens when the topic of a secret member of family is brought back into focus?

What could bring together an American working for Scotland Yard and a man in a 'minor position' in the British government? What might melt the Ice Man, and what could strike fear into the heart of he who has faced down terrorists and negotiated with countless governments? Perhaps, in the end, caring -does- have its advantages. *This is lots of fluff, add in some sass, and a dash of intrigue and adventure. **I'm an American, and I apologize in advance if I get some British bits and pieces wrong. Also, this is fan fiction, so except a dash of OOC and AU because that's what makes fanfic fun. :) ***My original characters and the plot are mine, The Holmes brothers and their family and friends sadly don't belong to me. (Originally Posted on AO3 in 2020) #1 in #bbcsherlock (10/23/2023) #1 in #mycroftxoc (3/13/24) #1 in #mycroft (10/23/2023) #2 in #sherlockholmes (6/11/2023) #1 in #mycroftholmes (3/13/24) #21 in #sherlock (7/7/23)

[Discontinued] These are oneshotes I used to write years ago, but haven't in a while as my life has moved on. It is unlikely I will ever post more of these, but you are welcome to read through the old ones. I hope anyone reading this enjoys the oneshots now as much as I enjoyed writing them.

He was looking at Sherlock Holmes. Yet not the one he would have expected. Distinctive changeable eyes, lined by a row of long dense lashes, showed an expression of a wild animal standing in the glare of approaching headlights. Of a man driven into a corner. Simply expressed, an expression of pure horror, something you don't see on a famous consulting detective most of the time. John opened his mouth, but after a realisation that he has no idea of what he wanted to say, he closed it again. He wasn't welcomed by a mutilated, smashed face. The severed spine could be ruled out straight away, and he seemed to have all his limbs as well. He felt an endless relief when he saw solid, uninjured skin where the blood flowed the last time. Nevertheless, the scene he was offered tugged the carpet under his feet and he had to admit (if a bit grudgingly) that Mycroft was right-he did not exaggerate when warning him it might be a shock. Trigger warnings: This story contains references to violence and its description, and also deals with self-esteem issues and body image. If something triggers you, please proceed with caution or reconsider if you want to continue reading. PS: English isn't my native language and I'm a bit unsure of my style, but I hope you will like it. Enjoy the story!

-COMPLETED-SEE PT 2-I will be writing JOHNLOCK, MYSTRADE, SHERIARTY, AND TEEN!LOCK/OR KID!LOCK And I will also take requests from you guys!(PLEASE SEND IN REQUESTS) (: I now do FREEBATCH. Highest ranking !! #22

~book the first~ Hello, reader. My name is Sage. I'm the ex-ward of Mycroft Holmes, currently living with his brother, Sherlock Holmes. I was recently inspired to take account of my adventures the past few years, just in case it's ever needed and because I wanted to. So, enjoy this epic tale of crime, drama, murder, and sarcasm. P.S. Whatever you do with this document, BE CAREFUL. It contains a great deal of insider information and blackmail material. If this were to fall into the hands of Moriarty, I'm afraid we'd be in deep trouble, so it's up to you to keep it safe. /please note: this is a FANFICTION. So a lot of it is FICTION, and doesn't follow the original BBC storyline fact for fact. So please, no comments about how "it happened this way in the show". Thanks./

Greg has had a strange fever dream. Or was it not a dream at all? Sherlock is acting as a good Samaritan. Completely altruistic? In the end, the flu is to blame for everything... and that's a good thing. (a little Mystrade story in which Johnlock also has his place).

Mycroft had always warned Sherlock that feelings can get in the way, especially when it comes to his chosen line of work. Typically, this would be the one thing the two brothers could agree on, however, when you reappear on his doorstep after years of no contact, informing Sherlock that your life's in danger, he's left struggling with both his feelings and what happened in your shared past. How can he possibly pretend such strong emotions have never existed when they still remain?

[COMPLETED] Nakida suddenly had the opportunity to move to London for a job offer and immediately jumped to it, after wanting to go to the UK for years. After knowing an alarming amount of London life, he finds that he will be working alongside Detective Inspector Greg Lestrade and the infamous Sherlock Holmes and Dr. John Watson. Life gets as strange as it will ever be when he joins the workforce and falls in love. Many problems arrive, but will Nakida take the chance to stop them? I would like to remind people that this is not an x reader. So, if you wanna read that stuff go to a different story. Sorry.

Are you enough to melt the heart of the Iceman or are you just another goldfish?