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"Best Pain"

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John-

Sherlock Holmes is a freak! He is not human. Seriously! And a fucking genius he is. He also has this Sarcasm, and a 'kiss my ass' attitude. He's so cocky!
He could've been popular like us. He's good looking AND smart, I bet if he put his mind to it, he could be an athlete too.
But he had to be a snarky bitch. Me and Him could've been bros. Our parents rule the town-- but he . . . is not normal. And not normal should be perished.

Sherlock- 

Another day, another beating I take. 
But I do nothing, in fact I love it. This rivalry I have with John, brings me closer to him. A punch to the face is like a caress to the cheek for me. Does he know this ? No. How will the school take the Oil Refinery's Owner's son being gay? Awful. John's father was the mayor. Mine was a natural resource investor. My life is like a onesided/twisted/gay/boring/violent/ Romeo and Romeo story. But I'll deal with it John. For you.All Rights Reserved

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Strange Coincidences: Johnlock AU by Just_Very_Bored

What if the perfect duo of Holmes and Watson had met differently? What if John had been hired by Mycroft to look after his little brother? What if... "Mr. Holmes," John exclaimed with astonishment written across his features. "You can't be serious." "This isn't complicated, I assure you. All that I'm requesting is for you to befriend my brother and become his flat-mate. You will still have your regular life. Your past with the MI-6 will become rather useful with protecting Sherlock from harm with his array of detective work and crime fighting." John couldn't ignore the way his heart's jumped at the last part. He struggled to keep his face straight and look at this rationally. "And what if your brother doesn't like me? We might not be friends." Mycroft sighed. "Then I will remove you from this job and ask someone else to try," he replied smoothly. John was going to reject the offer when Mycroft interrupted. "Mr. Watson, I am aware that you want something more then your dull civilian life. This is the offer that you've been waiting for." Still uncertain, John wavered. He decided to at least take a look at the file Mycroft handed him seconds ago. Nothing caught his eye as he flitted mindlessly through the pages. Then his eyes landed on the photo and John's breath caught in his throat. His sharp cheekbones and impossible eyes were undeniably the ones of the breath-taking man he had bumped into on the street earlier.

Nᴏᴛ Gᴀʏ {Tᴇᴇɴ/Jᴏʜɴʟᴏᴄᴋ} by shiterature

My addition to the fandom is out - and so is John. - In the year 1997, John Watson finds himself at an interview for a job he doesn't need, and then at the same location of a new university flatmate that he initially doesn't want. Meanwhile, Sherlock Holmes is trying to debunk the Scotland Yard's incorrect description of what is actually a group of mass-murders revolving around a small memory-wiping pill. Mr. Holmes needs an assistant, and Mr. Watson needs a companion. Little do either of them know how much they specifically need one another. [I wrote this when I was early in my teenage years. Keeping it up because you like it, but keep in mind it may be riddled with potentially less-than-decent content. Happy reading!]

Only Yours by Johnlock5eva

Sherlock Holmes. John Watson.Strangers. Flatmates. Friends. Best friends. But they were never anything more.  Sherlock jumped off London's Bart's Hospital and left John for good. Inconsolable, John grieved, but slowly began regaining his life. John fell to pieces. But slowly, gradually, he begins to get his life back. But what happens when Sherlock reappears?   This book contains Johnlock, Sheriarty, Mystrade and several other ships as well. DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the ACD characters, but everyone else who IS NOT in the TV series Sherlock is mine so please don't steal them. Most of this book contains Parentlock. From about Chapter 12.

If You Love Me, Get Clean by WestwoodsDevil

"And you're twenty three, unemployed, smoke a packet of cigarettes a day, shoot up every other evening, and in a relationship with your childhood best friend," she moves her hand blocking the sun from her eyes to raise an eyebrow at him. "What might that say about you?" He huffs, rolling onto his back. "That last point is more a negative reflection on you than me." • All aboard the Angst Train! Choo Choo!

Home Is Where My Heart Is, Only With You. (Johnlock) by MarieLlona

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

Haunted by the Past || Johnlock ✔ by paulineholmes_02

He was looking at Sherlock Holmes. Yet not the one he would have expected. Distinctive changeable eyes, lined by a row of long dense lashes, showed an expression of a wild animal standing in the glare of approaching headlights. Of a man driven into a corner. Simply expressed, an expression of pure horror, something you don't see on a famous consulting detective most of the time. John opened his mouth, but after a realisation that he has no idea of what he wanted to say, he closed it again. He wasn't welcomed by a mutilated, smashed face. The severed spine could be ruled out straight away, and he seemed to have all his limbs as well. He felt an endless relief when he saw solid, uninjured skin where the blood flowed the last time. Nevertheless, the scene he was offered tugged the carpet under his feet and he had to admit (if a bit grudgingly) that Mycroft was right-he did not exaggerate when warning him it might be a shock. Trigger warnings: This story contains references to violence and its description, and also deals with self-esteem issues and body image. If something triggers you, please proceed with caution or reconsider if you want to continue reading. PS: English isn't my native language and I'm a bit unsure of my style, but I hope you will like it. Enjoy the story!

Rules on the Fridge [A BBC Sherlock Holmes Fanfiction] (Completed) by SmotheredPsycho

♪ First Names are for Lovers ♪ Sherlock Holmes and John Watson, living in a dated, shared flat with bullet holes in the wall, a skull on the mantle, and an absolutely catastrophic kitchen. It wasn't hard to get along, usually. John could handle Sherlock's bluntness and absolute disregard - or lack of knowledge - for people's feelings or sentiment. And Sherlock could handle John's questions about everything he said. John Watson: An army doctor, stationed in Afghanistan, shot in the leg, put out of commission. Psychosomatic limp; magically gone when he went on a case with Sherlock. Sherlock Holmes: High-functioning sociopath, and the only Consulting Detective in the world. He could read people, he could see crimes in the crime-scene; he could win. ♫ ♫ ♫ Sherlock Holmes went off the rails. He did an experiment that got him hospitalized after John found him on the scene. Lines were crossed. Rules were made. Everything was on the line - concentration on cases slowly dwindled, priorities were mixed, and absolutely everything was spinning. ♫ ♫ ♫ Good habits, bad habits, and everything in between. You have good habits, sure, and they have to be balanced out with bad habits. For most people, that's taking your vitamins every day crossed with cracking your knuckles. For Sherlock Holmes that was catching criminals and putting his life at serious risk every time. ♫ ♫ ♫

Kleptomaniac (A Johnlock Fanfiction) [2015 Wattys Award Winner] by queen_mycroft

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.

A Universe of Possibilities - Teenlock/Johnlock/Mystrade by lilyinthesky

John Watson just wanted to run away from his abusive home life. He did not intend to get caught by the police, and ultimately be sent to a school for troubled teenagers. He had no idea that he would meet someone there who would change his life forever. Sherlock Holmes just wanted to cure his boredom, and Mycroft Holmes just wanted to protect his brother. Neither of them imagined they'd get caught up in a drug bust, earning them both a spot at Baskerville's School for Troubled Teens. And neither of them expected to meet anyone they actually liked at this school. Nobody expected to fall in love. Nobody expected to be wanted for murder. Life is full of surprises. *Includes johnlock, mystrade, an exciting plot, and lots of Sherlock-Mycroft sibling rivalry*

Johnlock Oneshots by applesandangels

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What if the perfect duo of Holmes and Watson had met differently? What if John had been hired by Mycroft to look after his little brother? What if... "Mr. Holmes," John exclaimed with astonishment written across his features. "You can't be serious." "This isn't complicated, I assure you. All that I'm requesting is for you to befriend my brother and become his flat-mate. You will still have your regular life. Your past with the MI-6 will become rather useful with protecting Sherlock from harm with his array of detective work and crime fighting." John couldn't ignore the way his heart's jumped at the last part. He struggled to keep his face straight and look at this rationally. "And what if your brother doesn't like me? We might not be friends." Mycroft sighed. "Then I will remove you from this job and ask someone else to try," he replied smoothly. John was going to reject the offer when Mycroft interrupted. "Mr. Watson, I am aware that you want something more then your dull civilian life. This is the offer that you've been waiting for." Still uncertain, John wavered. He decided to at least take a look at the file Mycroft handed him seconds ago. Nothing caught his eye as he flitted mindlessly through the pages. Then his eyes landed on the photo and John's breath caught in his throat. His sharp cheekbones and impossible eyes were undeniably the ones of the breath-taking man he had bumped into on the street earlier.