second book to lost in space john wants to be happy. sherlock gets distracted. james returns.

A fanfiction about John and Sherlock. Short stories.

the second book to my shitty oneshots. i take requests btw

Collection of things I randomly thought of/contemplated. Basically: Johnlock Should eventually include angst, fluff, sick!fics, teen!lock, crack!, etc. !!SMUT FREE ZONE!! Requests/prompts are welcome Don't expect regular updates lmao

A series of short one shots! Mostly after season 4. No cases. The chapters will be marked with things like: Fluff Smut Parentlock And the like so that you can easily find what you want to read and skip what you don't find interesting. Basically many little ideas of scenes I could/would like to imagine happening in Baker Street after series four. All characters belong to BBC Sherlock. Hope you enjoy! Thomassen.

since im never going to finish a story here are the Johnlock ideas i get daily from stupid stuff like making hot chocolate to walking down a back alley. I know people dont usually read oneshots but if you do read it thankyou very much and i hope you enjoy it ^it has been 2 years since I wrote that and it still stands. I think we're on 23 parts and counting? im glad to say my writing improves as you go inwards, just try to hang in there, you brave brave soul.

(Take no credit for the characters or cover art)(contains johnlock and fantasy elements and some Jim Moriarty antics) (new title by @sempai1213) I'm absolutely rubbish at writing descriptions so I'm just gonna put, like, the first two paragraphs- "Now change back." The voice came over the speakers. I was in a room made entirely of metal with a one way window covering one wall. I shifted on my paws and gave a low whine. "It's okay, John, take your time." Her voice was slightly strained. I barked, knowing that she was just trying to be courteous. I focused my attention on my regular form, closing my eyes and sitting on my haunches. I felt an electric current pass through my body and my eyes shot open. "Changed!" I hollered out, as if my voice would make the pain fade quicker. The metal felt cold on my bare body, "Evidently clothes don't come with the changing." I stayed laying down as I heard the cheers from the speakers. I HAVE NO CLUE WHERE THE CRAP I AM GOING WITH THIS STORY SO IT MIGHT INCLUDE SMUT AND IT MIGHT NOT! JUST KNOW DEFINITELY SOME FLUFF AND MORIARTY ANTICS!

When it all gets too much for Doctor Watson, what will happen? *Post Reichenbach*

Collection of wonderful Johnlock's I wrote in Creative Writing where I took every prompt and made it into a gay fan fiction...