"𝙄𝙛... 𝙞𝙛 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙬𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙣 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚'𝙨 𝙣𝙤 𝙙𝙤𝙪𝙗𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧'𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙, 𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙚... 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙙𝙤" Sherlock failed. He failed to save William from the river Thames. The water engulfed both of them. They both didn't make it. Over two centuries later, the former lord of crime had been reborn but with the memories of his life from the 1800s. With the occupation as a math professor, William James Moriarty had to live with the memory of his heinous crimes as the lord of crime and especially he has to endure the memory of... 𝒉𝒊𝒎. However, what William didn't know was he wasn't the only one with the memory of his past life. What will happen when a private consultant detective was invited to be the special guest in a science fair that is situated near the university William teaches in? Warning ⚠️ Smut Angst (come on it's me! You have to expect angst) PTSD (YES! THE COVER IS THE OFFICIAL ART!! CREDIT TO 344_hikaru ON TWITTER (X))  

You have always hated the rich life. Your father, a major in the photography and film making industry. Your mother, a clothes designer. Having to constantly move because it didn't satisfy your parents costs or the schools weren't good enough. You'd always beg them to settle down some where, but you'd never expect them to move all the way to the UK. As you finally settle down into a seat onto a plane, you can't help but to notice a handsome man towering over you for the compartment above you. You instantly get this weird feeling, but decide to shake it off, applying the fact that you might not ever see this man again. But that feeling in contradicted when your father invites you down to meet his best friend, his co-worker, and the man you only saw a few days ago - Benedict Cumberbatch. What will happen when you feel like you have a connection to this man, wanting to secretly see him every day after school, exchanging emails and phone numbers, and even letting him sneak into your room at night? Will you try to blow it off, try hiding your feelings and act like you never met him, or adapt to the secret lifestyle of the UK?

#1 in ynstories (17/07/2022) You are the best assassin in history, the most ruthless, the most efficient of them all. The day you were sent to kill Sherlock Holmes, was the day your life changed. The moment he told you the truth, your whole life changed. What happens when, instead of assassinating the world's best consulting detective, you join him in taking down the organisation who employed you? The organisation that has kept the truth about your whole life a secret? How deep does the rabbit hole go? I've rewritten some of the plot in order for this story to make sense, the start of the story is set in the time inbetween S2E2-E3. Majority of the plot will stay the same. I do not own any of the BBC sherlock characters. I have created OCs (I don't own you obviously but I made the personality for this story). !!SHERLOCKXFEM READER!! !!MENTION OF DRUGS!! !!Trigger warnings: some sensitive topics may be discussed!! !!Maybe smut!! Also it's written in first person view, I find that easier in the moment but in the future if I write other books or a sequel I'll probably try second person or third person This is my first story lol so we'll see where this goes, most characters in the show will be appearing, Sherlock and John being those you spend the most time with but yeah if you like it please share with others :)

You move into 221A. You're a forensic scientist. You fall for a sociopath and a psychopath. What more can I say? Oh, and did I mention the men you fall for are arch-enemies? Warning: This is my first story and my first xreader so I'm sorry if it sucks! I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS (EXCEPT MY OC'S) IN THIS BOOK ALL OF IT GOES TO BBC FOR THE PORTRAYS AND ARTHUR CONAN DOYLE FOR THE ORIGINAL CHARACTERS! Creds to @Multi_fandom76 for the book cover #1 - Moriartyxreader 4/10/19 #69 - Sherlock 22/5/19 ;) #1 - jimmoriarty 25/2/20 #4 - Moriarty 20/4/20

S⃞   h⃞   e⃞   r⃞   l⃞   o⃞   c⃞   k⃞    H⃞   o⃞   l⃞   m⃞   e⃞   s⃞    x⃞    F⃞   e⃞   m⃞   a⃞   l⃞   e⃞    O⃞   C⃞ Ivy Liu takes a slow drag of her cigarette, watching Sherlock with those sharp, unblinking eyes that seem to see too much. She steps closer, her voice low but piercing, as if each word is a scalpel cutting through the layers he's wrapped around himself. "You wear your intellect like armor, Sherlock, but even the sharpest mind can't hide the fractures underneath. You think the world is a stage and you're the only actor that matters, but the truth is, we're all performing for someone, even when we're alone. You create this facade of apathy, of superiority, because it's easier than admitting that the void you feel isn't invincibility-it's emptiness. You can solve a thousand cases, but in the silence of your own mind, when no one's watching, you'll have to face the one puzzle you can't crack: yourself. And what terrifies you most isn't that no one understands you-it's that someday, someone might." Her gaze lingers on him for a moment, reading his silence before turning away, her words settling like dust in the empty space between them. DISCLAIMER!!!!!: (I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE SIR ARTHUR CONAN DOYLE SHERLOCK CHARACTERS NOR THE BBC SHERLOCK CHARACTERS AND PLOT. I DO NOT OWN THE ARTWORK DISPLAYED IN THE COVER OF THE STORY. I ONLY OWN MY OC.)

He was a lonely child. But he had one friend. A friendship born from need, a friendship that has stood for almost thirty years. A friendship that has developed, developed to the point that each needs the other to survive. But Sherlock needs to leave. And he doesn't know how he will survive. He relives it, every moment of the thirty years they have spent together. But it will finish. As Sherlock Holmes stands on the top of the building, looking at his oldest friend, flatmate, colleague, lover, he wonders if he made the right choice, becoming John Watson's friend. Because Sherlock needs to leave John. And Sherlock doesn't think he can. DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the Sherlock characters, they were all invented by the amazing Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and physical descriptions and some plot lines belong to BBC's Sherlock.

It's lonely at 221B, Sherlock and John are growing more and more distant, Lestrade is always a busy and no good cases have come up for a long time. But then there is one case that tests Sherlocks heart instead of mind, a case involving a girl that Sherlock took for granted, a girl who Sherlock only thought of as a friend. Her name was Molly, Molly Hooper. There is only thing this genius he doesn't know.... How to fall in love

ᴀᴛʜᴇɴᴀ ᴊᴀɴᴇ ʜᴏʟᴍᴇs sʜᴇ ɪs ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ ᴏғ sʜᴇʀʟᴏᴄᴋ ʜᴏʟᴍᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʟɪɴᴀ ᴊᴀᴄᴋsᴏɴ. Sherlock Holmes had left Alina Jackson with their daughter and carried on with his life, forgetting about her. After her Mother's death, Athena is sent to live in the custody of non other than Sherlock Holmes. Sherlock was not fond of this young woman parading around his and John's flat, but what could he do? Athena found her Dad a very interesting, yet, irritating person. Even though, she didn't give a damn about what he thought about her, a part of her always wanted to impress him. And soon she would gain the trust and love of Sherlock Holmes. All they needed was time. John Watson was rather fond of the youngest Holmes. He looked out for her as if she were his own sister. The familiarity between Sherlock and Athena freaked him out, but, thankfully he managed to withstand, love and protect another Holmes. *I DON'T OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS EXCEPT FOR MY OWN OCs. TAKES PLACE IN AND FROM 'THE GREAT GAME'. Sherlock BBC fanfiction.*

-Johnlock Fanfic- 🍩-What if in an alternate reality people have visual signs of soulmates identity? Names written on their wrists? 🍪-And what if William Sherlock Scott Holmes has a mysterious name in his wrist that he cannot find it's owner?-"Who names their kid Hamish?"-Although for him is easy having liberal parents that aren't homophobic. 🍘-But for John H. Watson it is different!- "William? A BOY!"-His parents are flustered and after Harriet (Johns sister) they are even more! 🥯-John doesn't believe in these kind of stuff and has given up before even starting and Sherlock is married to his work. But John is looking for a flatmate and Mike takes him to Sherlock... 🥮-After the worst case John has ever faced a certain detective tries to cheer his blogger by filling up a Christmas to-do list which was given him for a reason! Read to learn more about this awesome 'way' of them finding each other and their happiness -'Because sometimes when you don't look for it...It finds it's way to you!'- Enjoy 🥂

Pretty much what it says on the tin. There will be happy, cute, fluffy oneshots, but others will be sad and angsty. My writing is trash, but it's high quality trash. Harry and Glyn (from school) - you have read this before, please do not read it again or I will have the incentive to hurt you Please don't steal my ideas (unless I'm using a prompt) without giving credit and/or asking first :) I do not and will not write smut. Requests are closed indefinitely unless I miraculously rejoin the fandom. I do not own the characters or some of the plot. All of the characters belong to Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and the BBC, or they are based off of people I know in real life. Enjoy :)