Forged between unemployment and his girlfriend paying for the bills, John can't go back to the life he had seven years ago. He can't go back to summer nights and moonlit rooms and the broken-down echoes of hopes and dreams and wishes. He can't go back to Sherlock. Then John goes to his high school reunion. And sees hi...
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...
"John, i'm so, so sorry. -SH" Set after The Reichenbach Fall, Sherlock is struggling without his blogger to keep him right. The voices in his head are back, and they tell him such horrible things...
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...
"I'm stupid," John says. "Why?" "Because I fell in love with you." "Yeah," Sherlock responds, "Definitely stupid." Set over the course of one school year in 2009, this is the story of two star-crossed misfits - Sherlock and John - smart enough to know that first love almost never lasts, but brave and desperate enough...
He is lavish. Masterful. Intellectual, inexplicable, overt. Sexual. Sherlock Holmes defines extravagance. He isn't exactly the best thing for John's tireless, bland stability. John works the nine to five and tries not to lose sleep over the small things - like the labor of his fiancée's expectations, and the sirens t...
A HANLOCK FANFICTION Will Graham's trip to London was supposed to be a break from solving murders. But when Sherlock Holmes enlists his help, he can't help but give in. With the help of John Watson, he must attempt to figure out the gruesome crimes that have been committed. Yet the nightmares that plagued Will are...
"And I am helpless sometimes, wishing's just no good cause you don't see me like I wish you would."
Gay men are being killed throughout the Brooklyn area, the team are called in on the case, but have no leads. The only thing they can think off is to send someone in as undercover. And who better for the role than Dr Spencer Reid. But what happens when the team place camera's in and around Spencers rented apartment wi...
Boyxboy During the day, they hit each other, during the evening, they hit ON each other. A villian and a hero are roomates, except neither of them know the other's secret identity. A fight between good, love and evil; this story will keep you on your toes. Are cuddles worth breaking your morals? Will they fall for ea...
Welcome to the chat room, if you're reading this you're already dead. Here in the chatroom you must play a game, a game where you will be judged for the sins you committed in your human life. Good luck player.
John happens to stumble upon a book, a book with very peculiar powers, that introduces him to a mysterious boy on the other side of the pages, Sherlock Holmes. A PotterLock cross over Johnlock Fluff Some MorMor
"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me;...
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 W...
"It's a privilege Aziraphale, not something you're just given. Unfortunately for you, you're the only angel who doesn't get to fly." ~Gabriel Centuries, Aziraphale had dealt with the abuse for centuries. The way that all the other angels treated him were horrendous. They treated him like a joke. It was funny to them t...
What a night this will be, at least that is what Aziraphale and Crowley are hoping for. And their clothing might just help the night along its way. None of the characters belong to me, only the plot and some of the ideas. Cover art - tumblr artist @ tio-trile
As Aziraphale lived on earth, he began to not be touched at all, not by humans, certainly not by the angles, the only person that touches him and even then it's not enough is Crowley and even then the touches are small. Aziraphale flinching away and getting uncomfortable when Crowley touches him makes Crowley try to d...
A new angel is sent to monitor the humans and report back to Heaven as a replacement for Aziraphale. Despite pretending so well, and doing such a good job of fitting in with the humans for quite awhile now, she slips up, and reveals her identity when she senses such an immense amount of love in someone that she just c...
Crowley, big bad demon that he is, knows that he's hopelessly obsessed with his only companion of 6,000 years but can't risk ruining their fragile friendship. Aziraphale, righteous and loyal servant of Heaven, doesn't know what he thinks of his demonic acquaintance but knows for a fact that he cannot risk losing sight...
Aziraphale would forgive him, of course. He always did. That had always been the Hell of it. It had been stupid to think things would be any different this time. It was a game they had been playing a long, long time, and he was all kinds of fool and idiot if he was going to suddenly start taking it seriously, even if...
They couldn't be more different. Ridley is a knight in shining white armor, so perfect in every way that it makes people hardly able to stand him. Prince Vandel on the other hand (aka the evil demon prince of darkness) is the sworn enemy of the kingdom, obsessed with gaining power and wearing beautiful clothes. The tw...
Every Tuesday during football practice, sixteen year old Sem Bolton finds himself stealing glances at the gorgeous college boy jogging down the path next to the fields. He was his dirty little secret. His guilty pleasure. His unobtainable fantasy: safe and distant on the other side of the chainlink fence. Then, throu...
