Sherlock Holmes and John Watson are about to face the toughest challenge of their young lives: The first day of school. Both boys learn just how broken families can be, and friendship is more than either of them believe.

Forged between unemployment and his girlfriend paying for the bills, John can't go back to the life he had seven years ago. He can't go back to summer nights and moonlit rooms and the broken-down echoes of hopes and dreams and wishes. He can't go back to Sherlock. Then John goes to his high school reunion. And sees him. And then it comes back full circle. [Warning: contains strong language, smoking, alcoholism, and ideologically sensitive material] =△▽△▽△= This has a prequel called Cabinmates, a fan fiction about John and Sherlock meeting for the first time on a school trip to a summer camp. You can find this story on my profile if not in "the discover" since it is rated Mature.

Sherlock remembered the day he had fallen in love with books, but he mostly remembered the day he met John Watson. •cover by @AddictedToTheMadness because she's hella awesome•

Darkness. Definition: Sherlock Holmes Light. Definition: John Watson look at the stars. look how they shine for you. and everything you do. it was all yellow.

a collection of johnlock oneshots/song fics {beautiful cover by the beautiful @queen_mycroft}

A//N: not giving anything away.

The one where John gets hit on, and Sherlly gets jealous. c;

He always deletes useless stuff from his mind palace, Why does it matter this time?

"You wouldn't send me to rehab, you care to much about your reputation." "Oh, but brother of mine, I do care more about you than any reputation." ¤¤¤¤¤¤ "Hello Mr. Sherlock Holmes, I'm Dr. Watson and I'll be overseeing your treatment." The one where John is the reason for Sherlock's life getting turned around.

"Captain! Looks like there's someone star board bound!" He growled, he wasn't picking up another bloody merchant. The last one almost had them sink. "Captain! This ain't no merchant!" He heard once more. "Thank you!" He shouted sarcastically. He turned towards his right hand man and motioned for him to take the wheel of the ship. He rolled his eyes but did. The captain walked the side of his ship and looked at the person ahead. The person was floating on a few stray wide pieces, and there was a lot of blood. He commanded they pull the person in. They did and once he was plopped down on the ships floor, his crew backed away. He had a tail.