A collection of Johnlock oneshots
A collection of short Johnlock oneshots. I have no plans to add to these, but who knows I might one day so keep an eye out. Hope you enjoy! PS. There are one or two Mystrades in there
A collection of short Johnlock oneshots. I have no plans to add to these, but who knows I might one day so keep an eye out. Hope you enjoy! PS. There are one or two Mystrades in there
John Watson never really bothered to notice the strange boy in his grade, the self proclaimed sociopath that lingered in the back of the classroom, that is until a chance meeting brought them together in the most unlikely of ways. Sherlock was always living under his brother's thumb, after their parents had died in a...
Oh hey there. This is going to be kind of a hipster-y sort of story. Coffee shops, bookstores, rainy days, sharing umbrellas, warm jumpers, big blankets, poetry, the whole lot <3 {TW: Mentions of self-harm and domestic abuse} Picture drawn by me. {I wrote this when I was 14!! I am 21 now! Pls be gentle w my soul a...
A Johnlock fanfiction based on BBC Sherlock in which Sherlock and John solve a case and discover they have feelings for each other. (COMPLETE)
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 f...
Sherlock Holmes classified himself in many ways. Consulting detective. High-functioning sociopath. Yet he never thought he would be anorexic. When John notices Sherlock growing thinner, he is desperate to find help. Sherlock moves from crime scenes to clinics, his health deteriorating with each refused meal. John must...
Sherlock sees a post on Tumblr. John sees that post on Tumblr. Six seconds. Definitely... sex!
“I’m starting to think letting you into my home wasn’t such a good idea.” “Oh it was probably the worst thing you’ve ever done.” There was a moment’s pause before he spoke again. “Do you regret it?” “Not one bit.”