✧ Collection Of Oneshots. ✧ [ Will take requests. ] ✧ Language warning. ✧

Basically a whole lot of PWP. lol JK what plot??

Nico unknowingly spies on Percy and Jason doing some, ehem, less than reputable acts. What will happen when they find him? Why, get involved in their kinky playtime of course! Warning: bxb, threesome, petplay, sub/dom, and some other stuff along those lines.

Meet Sherlock Holmes- a 15 year old sociopath; arrogant, tactless, rejected, but enjoys a life of solitude and deducing. Meet John Watson- a 15 year old footballer; quiet, popular, caring, but endures a life of isolation and oppression. A transfer from a state school, John pushes open the door of Room 22 to find the most crucial part of his life he never knew existed; a teenage boy with the mind of a philosopher, who just so happens to be able to precisely analyse every detail of John's life, whilst being able to piss everyone else off at the exact same time.

Just a little book of Johnlock one-shots that have fluff and maybe smut ;) you'll have to read and find out.

This is a collection of oneshots/drabbles that I have written over time. I will add oneshots as I think of ideas. Enjoy these and tell me if you have a prompt for me. Disclaimer: I do not own BBC Sherlock or the characters. Duh. Most the fanart isn't mine either. It's mostly stuff I find on deviantart. They belong to their amazing artist.

Sherlock and John have been flat mates for a while at 221B Baker Street. They both have the same secret; they have fallen for the other. Neither would ever think about saying anything about it, in fear it would ruin whatever relationship they already have. Things just happen when you mix boredom and a bit too much to drink.

After Sherlock's experiment, in this sequel to 'Nights When Boredom Strikes', Sherlock and John take things to the next level, or next couple of levels. Some involving a couple of psychopathic serial torturers and Sherlock's newfound interest in particular activities.

“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.”