one shots of Crowley and Aziraphale from Good Omens

The Lord of Dreams, stuck in captivity for more than a hundred years. One imagines what he would think about, with all that time. Would he finally come to rest? (Basically a very self-indulgent way to make a character study)

Two opposed men. A friendship broken by the ego of one. The search for a lost friend. And all of that for a love to be found. !This fic is also in French on my account!

Sherlock Holmes. John Watson.Strangers. Flatmates. Friends. Best friends. But they were never anything more.  Sherlock jumped off London's Bart's Hospital and left John for good. Inconsolable, John grieved, but slowly began regaining his life. John fell to pieces. But slowly, gradually, he begins to get his life back. But what happens when Sherlock reappears?   This book contains Johnlock, Sheriarty, Mystrade and several other ships as well. DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the ACD characters, but everyone else who IS NOT in the TV series Sherlock is mine so please don't steal them. Most of this book contains Parentlock. From about Chapter 12.

My astonishment orchestrates a gasp in my lungs, glues a hand to my mouth as I stare surprised at the mess on the bedroom floor who still hasn't recovered, and through this all I can only shape one sentence that sums everything up pretty well, a sentence that pains me to say. "You're sick, Lucien." All my companion does is install a narrow tunnel into his eyes, a conviction like no other. "Isn't every writer?" All Allen Ginsberg needs is a library book on rhyme and meter, things he absolutely abhors for being so ever present yet things he requires for his blog article. What he finds is rather a young librarian and writer by the name of Lucien Carr, choking on cigarettes and booze and the glamorous life of deterioration -- and just like his writing, it's quite magnificent. ~~Wattpad Featured Book 19 September, 2016~~

Ur momma gay and ur daddy lesbian

All hail the new leader

....I'm actually pretty hilarious. WARNING: This book may be too awesome to handle. Scientists advise for you to wear anti-awesomeness goggles for your own sake. ok I was 10 when I made this book. I also thought I was funny. I am, in fact, haha not funny.

My brain: why tf would you call it "a love story"?! Me: people love love stories!!! My brain: no, they don't. Me: yes, they do? My brain: I doubt that, and even if... that doesn't make any fucking sense: I hate you! Me: *smiles* you too (This is book is basically me just having internal conversations... i write about my idiotic life, about fandoms,... anything really that comes into my mind. It WILL be hilarious. My brain: probably not. Me: *hurt drama queen face* My brain: probably just cringe-worthy. Me: *hits brain* My brain: why would you hit your own freaking brain?!) Warning: I swear a lot.

Fluffy (mostly) Johnlock oneshots. No smut but hopefully enough fluff to last ya for a while!