Johnlock one shots! Creds to the original artist/editor for the cover. (I saw it and really liked it c:) This is a collection of Johnlock fanfics written by myself with the help of a dear friend, Lestradelove. c: Chapter 2 The dryer Sherlock is being his messy, noisey self. Not only does he not clean up, but he uses and brakes John's stuff too! Perhaps it's John's turn to get his own back on his untamable flat mate. Chapter 3 - 16 See right through me - Teenlock A new student arrives and John is curious. What happens when he realises that he's not all he though he was? Chapter 17-21 Single chapter one shots Chapter 22- onwards Merlock (Mermaidlock) A little something I discovered that I feel deserves recognition from the Sherlock fandom.

John's never seen a kid like him. He has this beautiful, crazy grace - withheld behind a smug smile and wisecracks that make John frustrated in so many different kinds of ways. And his eyes; crystal clear, decisive, cleaning through the unimportant things to find the valuables in life. He may or may not have a thing for smoking and James Bond, his favorite ice cream is mint with a chocolate swirl, and he is absolutely addicted to Pop Rocks and toffee. He enjoys pretty boys and warehouses, where he can hoard and think and be alone. Also, bumper cars, and John Watson. But Sherlock Holmes's thing, his niche, his calling in life... is to steal. Books. Wallets. Phones. Cars. Everything you've ever wanted, he's had. Everything you've ever wished for, he's stolen. Everything you are, everything you told yourself that you weren't, he owns, and he plays you like an out-of-tune violin. Does that mean that John's going to let him steal his heart? Not a shot in hell.

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.

John and Sherlock started off as flat mates. But when one case is taken too far, Sherlock is forced to commit suicide to save his friends. Only when Sherlock is gone is when things get fishy.

He was a lonely child. But he had one friend. A friendship born from need, a friendship that has stood for almost thirty years. A friendship that has developed, developed to the point that each needs the other to survive. But Sherlock needs to leave. And he doesn't know how he will survive. He relives it, every moment of the thirty years they have spent together. But it will finish. As Sherlock Holmes stands on the top of the building, looking at his oldest friend, flatmate, colleague, lover, he wonders if he made the right choice, becoming John Watson's friend. Because Sherlock needs to leave John. And Sherlock doesn't think he can. DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the Sherlock characters, they were all invented by the amazing Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and physical descriptions and some plot lines belong to BBC's Sherlock.

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.

John looses his memory and Sherlock has to trigger his memory. But is John to far gone?

(Sequel to 'Beside You- A Johnlock Fanfiction') Now, finally reunited and married, the consulting detective takes his blogger for a honeymoon in Paris- but not is all as it seems, because awaiting amongst the enchanting sights and blissful haze is a figure from the past, who has news of a new nemesis who wishes to topple their newfound paradise in search of bloodthirsty revenge. To top things off, the new couple begin to wonder how thin is the line between the future and the past when a strange midnight incident occurs at Saint-Michel, triggering a new, shattering string of events- and buried memories. Some of which should have remained buried for much longer... (Inspired by the song 'Between The Raindrops' by Lighthouse and Natasha Bedingfield. Contains major fluff.)

He was sunshine and sugar and light And he was shadow and pain and that empty moment between the darkness and the dawn And when they touched it was like Life And death And burning And shining And love. The kind of love that changes people. [trigger warning: Eating disorders, self harm, suicide, abuse, addiction]

Sherlock and John are best friends, and awkward accident at 221B shouldn't change that. Should it? dun dun dun... my awful description... *Read me read me!* shhh, shhh, they will fanfic... they will. I own nothing but the obvious! Thanks to whoever made that epic cover! I guess I should probably mention that this contains season three spoilers.