This story is a Fanfiction Johnlock Alternate Universe. Young Prince John & his new Personal Guardian, Sherlock, grow up together, grow together & find love together. John learns to rule his kingdom, & his Personal Guardian takes care of ALL of his personal needs. There is intrigue, torture, adventure, and romance during their journey. There is sweet smut in the final part. #COWAwards2k18 #COWAwards2k18 #ammonawards2018 #bjcawards2018 #eleganceawards #hiddengensawards2k18 #newauthorawards #panteratigris #pastelawards2k18 #seta2018 #shookethawards #thedynamicawards #theelectricawards #themagicalawards #theoverachieverawards #theriseawards #theroyaltyawards #theshootingstarawards2018 #treeawards #wattiesretry2018 #ppawards2018 #loonaverseawards2018 #pphoenixawards #thecosmicawards2018 #thediamondawards #thewritersvoice2018 #themysticalawards #AEAwards2018 #unicornsarereal #geometricawards #thefreshcontest #TLAParticipant2018 #TRAwards #breathtakingawards #cloudawards2018 #supernovaawards #catsawards #pearlawards2018 #thevisionawards2018 #ohanaawards #mystiqueawards

Sherlock sees a post on Tumblr. John sees that post on Tumblr. Six seconds. Definitely... sex!

My little one shots, I can't say that they'll all be amazing or happy or anything, but I hope you enjoy them all the same.

Currently editing so don't get to excited if a notification pops up. 3 CHAPTERS LEFT TO WRITE! ~~~ Two guys, best mates renting together in a Flat in London. One is a drug addict, who plays the violin, solves unsolvable police cases for fun, eats just about nothing and is seen by many as a robot with no emotions. The other who is a retired army doctor sent home from war after a bad injury, who dreads going to sleep at night, can't keep a girl and loves his tea. Both deeply in love with each other, to shy to tell, they bring the best out of each other behind closed doors, perfect together. Nothing could go wrong, ....right? Yes it's Johnlock! This is my first fanfic ever, plz give me feedback on how you like it!!

John is devastated by his best friend and secret love, Sherlock's death. He copes by visiting his grave every day for sixty days. Will this be closure enough, or will John need more to know that Sherlock has heard his words?

Sherlock Holmes is a teen with a curse. Well, not exactly a curse- in fact, some call it a gift. His mind automatically analyzes any item or scene in front of him, unwelcome words popping into his sight and providing him with information he doesn't need. However, his pain and problems are lessened when he meets John Watson, a guy with a past that could bring nightmares to any reasonable person. Together, they grow close while sipping steaming cups of tea in a local cafe- and also by working together to solve the brutal murder of a peer.

Johnlock one shots! This story is maxed out in chapters and there is another story that continues the one shots. I began writing this in... what, 6th grade? God, I don't know how this has so many reads. The chapters aren't the best and serious topics might not be handled well. If you want more quality Johnlock fanfiction, I'd suggest going to the 2nd book! Cover drawn by me! DO NOT translate my work. I poured hours of my life into this and I don't want you to turn this into your own little thing with another language, I don't want to miss out on any comments either because they're in another language. As of now, I do not write/draw/do anything else for the Sherlock fandom. I appreciate the fandom, but I found it high time I get into some other things. I do a lot of art, check out those books. If you're into some other ships, check out those books. I even have some original things on here. Thank you for checking out my account! I will still respond to comments, occasionally! -Started April 5th 2017 -Ended - October 29th, 2017.

Everytime I come near Sherlock Holmes, he bites me. When I sit beside him on the couch, he bites me. When I stand beside him, he bites me. When I stand behind him, he suddenly turns around, grab me by my shoulders and bite me. Why?

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.

John Watson moved to another town, to a rickety old house. Little does he know, someone already lived there. In 1940, the only thing Sherlock knew of World War Two was that it was destroying his life. But it might also bring him what he surely needed, his first love. Two Points Of Views, marked with either a date (Sherlock's) or Present Day (John's) Viclock Fluff Johnlock Fluff MorMor