Spinel was a surprise. A new and utmost dangerous surprise. She posed a danger to not just Beach City, but to Earth itself. In the end, Steven was able to defeat her, but what if something happened to him. Something that was never meant to happen. What would the Gems do and more importantly, how would Spinel cope with what she's wrought upon the Son of Pink Diamond? Find out. Description was done by KingMythLord

"The small tug that pulled at his heart seemed to have reached its way into his heart's chambers, lying as heavy as lead within" Self-indulgent Moomin x Snufkin fanfic for myself; its a coffee shop au and no one will cringe bc there's so little Moomin content here >:}

Maka has bad luck first her friends avoids her and the love of her life (Soul) starts dating another girl There is two lemons in this story

Johnlock Texts; angsty, fluffy, happy, sad, depressing... you name it, we got it.

John is in love - with his incredibly talented flatmate. Unfortunately, Sherlock's married to his job. Will John ever be able to confess?

Sherlock is out of nicotine patches and his mood is, well you can probably imagine. John refuses to buy him patches because he was just out shopping. Instead he insists that Sherlock eats something and one thing leads to another and ends in a game, which both are far too willing to play.

A book of Johnlock One-Shots. None of these stories follow on from each other, that's why they're called one-shots. Enjoy!

(Take no credit for the characters or cover art)(contains johnlock and fantasy elements and some Jim Moriarty antics) (new title by @sempai1213) I'm absolutely rubbish at writing descriptions so I'm just gonna put, like, the first two paragraphs- "Now change back." The voice came over the speakers. I was in a room made entirely of metal with a one way window covering one wall. I shifted on my paws and gave a low whine. "It's okay, John, take your time." Her voice was slightly strained. I barked, knowing that she was just trying to be courteous. I focused my attention on my regular form, closing my eyes and sitting on my haunches. I felt an electric current pass through my body and my eyes shot open. "Changed!" I hollered out, as if my voice would make the pain fade quicker. The metal felt cold on my bare body, "Evidently clothes don't come with the changing." I stayed laying down as I heard the cheers from the speakers. I HAVE NO CLUE WHERE THE CRAP I AM GOING WITH THIS STORY SO IT MIGHT INCLUDE SMUT AND IT MIGHT NOT! JUST KNOW DEFINITELY SOME FLUFF AND MORIARTY ANTICS!

Sherlock hasn't been himself lately, his mind is clouded and his deductions won't come, he doesn't understand it. All these strange emotions he's encountering revolve around John, it's always John. Little does Sherlock know, that these emotions are love, and he's not so unemotional as he believes. This is a story about how Sherlock shows John his heart, but will John take it?