A collection of short Johnlock oneshots. I have no plans to add to these, but who knows I might one day so keep an eye out. Hope you enjoy! PS. There are one or two Mystrades in there

Me occasionally releasing my anger in rants. Or telling you guys about my randomly weird life Won't be updated regularly Just when I want to Welcome to my world

John Watson has always wanted kids. However, when a young girl shows up in his own apartment, she turns out to be more of a problem than John ever imagined. John and his partner Sherlock are forced to find out the large history of the small girl.

Sherlock Holmes had never been one to embrace the concept of caring for another human being. All it does is bring about unneeded complications and these messy things called 'feelings'. Yet, when he crosses paths with an invalidated army doctor named John Watson his entire way of thinking is forced to be changed. Will this change be for better or for worse?

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

John's never had a patient quite as broken as Sherlock Homes. Or as ignorant of the fact that he is, indeed, broken. He speaks rarely, and when he does it's this torrential flow of insults and hurt memories and sadness. He speaks like he doesn't know that he's broken yet, like he thinks he's fine, and superior to everyone else in the room. Maybe he is. John doesn't know. Maybe he's not as beautiful, and clever, and graceful as he believes. Maybe he isn't some kind of ethereal creature that John has had the honour of beholding. Maybe he's just broken. And useless. And alone. John doesn't think so. John thinks he's everything, broken man and all. * Sherlock's never done anything quite like dancing. When he was there, wood springing under his feet, soft and warm and secure, he was happy. Sure. But he didn't know then that he'd give anything to be able to dance again. To have the pain of crushed toes, blisters, aching and biting all the fucking time. He didn't know he'd miss it like he misses breathing. But he does. Sherlock forgets to breathe, sometimes.

It all started with a trip. Sherlock had been acting weird, and everyone thought he was just stressed, so he and John go on a trip to Fiji. Yet, what was supposed to be a relaxing vacation from the stresses of detective work only opened the door for much more stress and confusion when John begins to have strange feelings around his colleague, Sherlock Holmes. And Sherlock is still acting strange.

DISCLAIMER: These stories were written by me 10+ years ago. I didn't know much about anything back then. Stuff is nasty, some stuff isn't safe or sane, but everything is consensual. There are trigger warnings, but unfortunately there aren't any warnings for bad writing. Collection of all the oneshots I own varying in size and genre. Some angst, some smut, some fluff, some humour. I'll warn you if it's smut destiel sabriel wincestiel johnlock drarry eleven/river etc. Any requests I'll be happy to DICLAIMER: ALL RIGHTS GO TO RESPECTFUL OWNERS, NO COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT INTENDED

When John finds himself alone after Sherlock's death, nothing can save him from caving in on himself. Or will something change all that?

Teenlock! Like I said before, I don't usually do AUs, but I had the sudden urge to do a teenlock. I sent this to a friend and asked her to come up with a title with me, but she hasn't responded yet. I just put in a line for later, but if any of you have ideas for titles I'd love to hear suggestions. Later chapters to include Johnlock. Cover art by http://cinnamonplayground.tumblr.com/ who was amazing enough to let me borrow it.