Истории Johnlocked

I fell in love with the fire long ago. (LOST seasons 1-6) (OC X OC) (Longer description inside)

When John Watson leaves his abusive father, drunk sister, and depressed mother to go to boarding school in Bromley, his perception of life changes, as does the impression of his roommate, the fascinating, brilliant Sherlock Holmes. ~Fan Fiction- All characters belong to the BBC/ Arthur Conan Doyle~

-- based on the TV show, L O S T. covers all 6 seasons, so spoilers will be present throughout -- Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes - Captain America and the Winter Soldier themselves - had gone on holiday around New Zealand and Australia. Taking a much needed break from the rest of the Avengers. But as they're on their way back to the States, flying by Oceanic Flight 815 from Sydney to Los Angeles, the plane had steered over a thousand miles off course, before crashing onto a mysterious island. An island inhabited by a strange smoke-like monster, and where polar bears roam the the jungle. Steve, Bucky, and the rest of the survivors from Oceanic 815 are forced to learn how to survive on this island until rescue comes. Unfortunately for the castaways, rescue doesn't come as soon as they'd like it to, and they learn that they're not the only people on the island. "If we can't live together, we're gonna die alone." ~ Jack Shephard "We're not the only people on this island, and we all know it!" ~ John Locke Word Count: TBD

4 8 15 16 23 42 Because Candy needs something where she can talk about nothing but LOST without using her rant book or LOST one-shots book.

Doing these for my own selfish enjoyment which means it will mostly be either Desmond, Jack, or Richard- but possibly others depending on what my mind comes up with. If the main character is supposed to be Y/N and not a character from the show (Kate or Penny for example), instead of Y/N the character's name will be Elyse- simply because I hate reading/writing "Y/N" it feels awkward and pulls me out of the story so for now just accept your name is Elyse ♡ Most will probably be angsty/longing/dark romance/kind of sad because for some reason that's all I like to write! It burns my heart strings so good. Anyway, lmk if you enjoy and want more!

This historical fiction narrative brings two enlightenment thinkers from the past and puts them into industrialized, modern-day China. The two of them argue it out through an interesting and exciting battle fighting for money and rights for the hundreds of workers.

Hogwarts johnlock! enjoy!

just a parody of the lovely song. * I DO NOT OWN THE MELODY

My first ever fanfic. One reason why it's short. This is just a one shot. Didn't want to get to detailed with it just to see how this goes. Basically John's emotions are troubling him and Sherlock can't figure out what he's hiding until he let's him see it. Enjoy!😄 😆 Btw it has a bit of language... lol Also none of these characters are mine.

John has just married Mary, and Sherlock is experiencing a feeling he cannot recognise. Following clues that his own body gives him, he realises what it is. This story follows some more "personal" adventures with Sherlock Holmes and John Watson, with romance, adventure and pain. You can only ask; What happens next...?

"Don't get your hopes up...Sherlock doesn't love...He doesn't know sentiment,let alone love." "Oh,God,I really need this right now!I don't care if he finds out or not,I don't care about anything else but him staying alive and well!Because believe it or not,his living heart is the reason why mine is still beating!"

I thought I could kill the pain. How could I be so stupid? The fall was terrifying. The pain was never ending. But it never ends. It remains, and it will always remain. Hidden. Buried. The dark is so cold. It's so empty, I'm empty, and I have nothing to fill it with anymore. "This love has taken its toll on me, and I have no choice, cause I won't say goodbye anymore...."* A Johnlock (and a little Myry) fanfic full of song references, heartbreak, depression, emptiness, emotion, possible death, and love to cure it all. Will they ever be reunited? And can Sherlock prove to John that he's alive, before John commits a crime neither would recover from? *Song reference: Maroon 5 - This Love

Logical, smart, daring, courageous, unique. Kind, trustworthy, caring, loyal, selfless. All words that Sherlock would use to describe his boyfriend, John Watson. One he never thought he'd be adding to the list is Jealous. --- © 2014. All Rights Reserved by weirdpurplepanda ---

Sherlock Holmes finds out his flatmates biggest secret. And after dismissing it as if it was nothing and leaving the doctor in a cloud of heartbreak. Now John will do anything to change his mind. Even if that means putting himself in danger.

Sherlock being Sherlock

Just a little Johnlocked poetry

When Mary dies in childbirth, John is heartbroken and turns to Sherlock for comfort. Will his years of denial finally come to an end?

A junkie who solves crimes to get high. And the doctor who never came home from the war. It's all about the legend, the stories, the adventures. There is a last refuge for the desperate, the unloved, the persecuted. There is a final court of appeal for everyone. When life gets too strange, too impossible, too frightening, there is always one last hope. When all else fails, there are two men sitting, arguing in a scruffy flat, like they've always been there and they always will.

After Mary's death, John feels completely helpless. With the birth of his daughter, still unsure if she's even going to survive, he realizes he can't handle this by himself. He turns to the only person he truly trusts-Sherlock Holmes. Sherlock gladly takes him in, doing all he can to make his only friend feel at home. What was suppose to be a one-time visit, turns into John moving back in with Sherlock. Even though they lived together before, this time its different. At John's wedding, feelings were subtly revealed. Now, living together once again, with those feelings laid out on the table, its almost difficult to ignore them.(WORK IN PROGRESS)

"I'd like to thank you for everything," John says, the wind lightly rusting the nearby trees. "No words can explain how thankful I am, but I can still try."