This is a one-shot based off a prompt a follower sent me on tumblr: "Sherlock and John making out on the couch and Mycroft walks in on them." I hope you all enjoy! ;)

Meet Sherlock Holmes- a 15 year old sociopath; arrogant, tactless, rejected, but enjoys a life of solitude and deducing. Meet John Watson- a 15 year old footballer; quiet, popular, caring, but endures a life of isolation and oppression. A transfer from a state school, John pushes open the door of Room 22 to find the most crucial part of his life he never knew existed; a teenage boy with the mind of a philosopher, who just so happens to be able to precisely analyse every detail of John's life, whilst being able to piss everyone else off at the exact same time.

I had to write a fanfic after this season final!

Missy doesn't know what to do without her arm. The Red Stars have taken that away from her, but have given her back Patrick. Life is not the same, even after the Red Stars are dead. Everything she has is slowly being taken away from her, all in front of her. Can she figure out how to get into her new life, or will she be left broken and racked?

A present for one of my wattpad friends @red_writer99!! It's based off the song Never Too Late by Secondhand Serenade. Hope you like it, red! Sorry for the shortness!!

A poem from the view of Patrick Jane, a mentalist, as he witnesses the death of a man. A man who is very close to his heart for all the wrong reasons...

I don't own the mentalist! This is a poem of what Jane thinks of Lisbon ; )

With Lisbon having a relationship with Marcus Pike, Jane is feeling replaced and it's when a sudden proposition comes hurtling toward Teresa that Jane finally voices his thoughts and tells her that he needs her...

These are little rhymes I've made for some of my favourite TV shows.

An alternate ending to 'Red John'