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John really didn't want to think about the kid sitting in the desk next to him in math class. He didn't want to have to accept Sherlock Holmes' existence, the very boy that had managed to destroy John's life for good. Revenge certainly was sweet, but John might be getting a little bit carried away when he starts to doubt his true intentions, and his true identity. Maybe there was something much more to Sherlock Holmes, something John had never been able to appreciate before. Johnlock Teenlock

John has the perfect life, he has a beautiful wife, a adorable little kid, and a large, cozy house. He hates it to death. Sherlock has the worst possible life, his job as a second grade teacher is more like purgatory and he could count the people he liked on one hand. When the two meet there is no way anything could happen? Right? Johnlock fluff Two separate point of views marked either John POV or Sherlock POV Credit to the artist who drew the beautiful cover (I love it to death btw)

In a world where your soulmate's name is revealed on your wrist, Arthur is too dumb to realize Merlin is the " Emrys " on his arm. Thus, Arthur hires a new, pretty, female manservant as to court her. Therefore, he begins distancing himself from Merlin (unintentionally of course). Not only is it hurting Merlin, it is risking Arthur's life. Especially when branches stop falling on bandits heads and Arthur is the bandits' target. NOTE: dang this is #11 in merlinxarthur rn as of may 19, 2018 so thank u guys!!

What was he doing here? "You're The Kid Who Has Guts." "I'm guessing you want to know my name?" I expressed. He lifted his eyes up, lashes thick and long, grazing against the apples of his cheeks as he blinked gracefully. "It's up to you." He replied, shrugging. I stared at him, light brown freckles scattered on his skin like stars. His mouth turned up into a friendly smile, rows of white teeth flashing. Strange. A boy like him being nice to a boy like me. Something couldn't be right with him, he's acting as if I'm important in his higher universe. I clenched down on my teeth, gritting them back before I could say something rude, "Just call me The Kid Who Has Guts." Because it's not like Dean Winchester will ever talk to me again. *completed in 2017* *** Disclaimer: I do not own the show "Supernatural" or its characters. This is simply a work of fiction. I do not take any part in the show, other than being a fan. WARNING: ABUSE, SEXUAL REFERENCES, ANGST AND FOUL LANGUAGE Author's Note: I made the cover, I didn't take the photo. I added the font, the effects, the color etc...

In an AU LGBTQ+ accepting Camelot, anybody can love anybody. King Arthur throws a Ball to try and find a romantic companion among his kingdom to make his Queen or King Consort. His manservant Merlin is overrun with chores, but finds a way to attend, though he's too embarrassed to go as himself. In disguise he sets a fire in Arthur's heart, who must discover the identity of the mysterious masked man. (I do not own the characters or the photo used for the cover)

Arthur's on a patrol when he finds something he wasn't looking for, but maybe it was something he needed. OFFICIALLY COMPLETED 22K+ WORDS

John is trapped in the never ending torrent of education and social exclusion, forced to attend one of the most exclusive and prestigious boarding schools. His roommate Greg Lestrade, however, won't let the old walls of Wisteria trap them, and soon the boys find themselves surrounded with public school kids and bad decisions. Sherlock's life has been anything but easy, accused of a crime he never committed and thrown into the lowest social hierarchy of Lauriston school with his name turned into dirt. Laughed at, mocked, and tormented by his fellow classmates, Sherlock just wants to be happy for once in his lonely life... Johnlock Viclock

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.

In here, Castiel is loved. Out there, Castiel is expendable. So why would he ever leave?