Another exploration of Sherlock’s history with Sebastian, prompted by that revealing little moment in TBB where Sherlock calls him ‘Seb’, and by John’s insistence that he’s a colleague, not a friend. spes_unica - I hope you like this!

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( Something Understood )

At the moment I'm intrigued by the idea that Sherlock might be asexual, so here's a short conversation exploring that and other things. Set right after A Study in Pink.

( Subtle Innuendos )

This is a 221b fic - something unique to Sherlock fandom. It's 221 words long, with the final word starting with B. I do love writing fic like this! (Contains spoilers for The Blind Banker).

( Flinch )

This is set after In Arduis Fidelis but you don’t need to have read that one to understand it, you just need to know that Sherlock got shot and injured.

PG rating for a couple of bad words.

( At the other end of the car park, away from Anderson and the huddle of outraged police, Sherlock stands alone. He’s staring out toward the river, coat whipping about his legs in the cold February wind. 'I don’t think he’s handling things too well,' John confesses at last. 'You know, after what happened...' )

Some unapologetic angst and a dose of old fashioned h/c. (Also a couple of naughty words - well, John was in the army - and some non-graphic injuries).


( A gunshot. John drops the mug, hot tea splashing over his fingers. Broken china skitters across the kitchen floor. Outside, someone’s screaming. )


In Arduis Fidelis is the motto of the Royal Army Medical Corps (RAMC) and means ‘Faithful in Adversity’.

Some musings on what it means to be a sociopath. Or not.

( After a moment’s pause John says, “She thinks you’re a psychopath. She actually thinks you’re going to murder someone.” )