A Sherlock/Pushing Daisies fusion, of all things.( Back on the horse )

Just a little bit more.

( The Spring )

Oh, mercy me.

( Exposure )

I don't have anything to say for myself.

( Conjuration )

I've never been very good at keeping track of my work, but I finally cracked and tried to put together a masterlist of all the fanfiction I've written over the years. This isn't even close to complete, but here it is, in any case.

( Masterlist )

Why am I like this?!

( Epicure )

And . . . done.

( Part Seventeen, in which John and Sherlock try long distance )

Almost there.

( Part Sixteen, in which John makes breakfast and Sherlock makes a suggestion )

This.

( Part Fifteen, in which Sherlock has a supremely stupid plan )

Yes, have some.

( Part Fourteen, in which there is a slight complication )