Tjlc Stories

Theory: hugging increases levels of the "love hormone" oxytocin. A hug for 20 seconds reduces the affects of stress, blood pressure and heart rate. A hug for ten seconds per day helps to build your immune system, ease depression and reduce fatigue. Test: hug person B on random intervals See how it affects you Don't spoil data Slowly fall in love Wait what?!

On the chase and Sherlock manages to end up needing a dentist. Drugs have a habit of making you say the maddest things as well as your inner thoughts- how does Sherlock cope if John knows?

Five times Sherlock Holmes sang to John Watson, and the one time John sang back.

All is well in London. As usual; never changing; forever constant. Just Sherlock Holmes in his lonely apartment, a young man well known across London, yet whom chose to stay just as he was- alone. However in an unexpected turn of events, the rising star detective happened across a trainee doctor with a past just as mysterious as his own, and soon enough the two's stories had become intertwined, leaving only one question: What happens when it snows?

Sherlock is absorbed in his mind palace in 2017, before suddenly being pulled forwards to 2033. He gets to spend one day with a sixteen year old Rosie Watson, while she fills him in on her life so far.

All John Watson and Sherlock Holmes wanted was a flatmate. But they ended up with so much more... As John and Sherlock try to deal with their inner conflicts and the aftermath of their 'adventures' with Eurus, fate brings them across an old friend and a new mystery. A man's house is broken into by his dead wife, and the crime sets into motion a series of events that no one - not even Sherlock Holmes - could have anticipated. (Contains Johnlock)

John sees Sherlock scars, and discovers that he got them protecting him from moriarty. Their feelings come to light and they have their first kiss. It's a very shot story, but I'm proud of it.

This is a book for the Christmas/December prompts for a fanfic thingy. I don't know, I saw it on Tumblr and was interested. So pretty much I was been given a prompt (word/phrase) a day and I had to write a one-shot fanfic based on each prompt. I based mine off of Johnlock so enjoy. The artwork on the cover is by @thinkanddoodle-batch on Tumblr, please go check them out if you like the art because I sure do. Here are the prompts if you'd like to participate yourself. ANY FANDOM IS WELCOME TO WRITE ABOUT ANYTHING!!! 1. Holiday decor 2. Star 3. You better watch out 4. Snowman 5. Believe 6. Fireplace 7. Memories 8. Music 9. Gift 10. Do you see what I see 11. Comfort and joy 12. Gingerbread 13. Frost 14. A beautiful sight 15. Toy soldier 16. Season's greetings 17. Warm and cosy 18. Celebration 19. Silent night 20. Home 21. Hopes and fears 22. Feast 23. Nightmare before Christmas 24. Peace Enjoy the book!

Y'all,,,,this just gonna be some cute ass Johnlock shit and maybe something more, i dunno, you guys can decide lol

He wasn't always this way. He used to be so full of life. So energetic and in love. With me. Now it just seems strange knowing he isn't the way others perceive him. He is wonderful, like the Suns light hitting the face of the moon. His pearly skin contrasting against his pearly skin. If he was a woman I'd go as far to call him Snow White but he isn't a woman. That's what makes him so goddamn attractive. He looks like a fairytale princess turned prince. Making him all that more magical. I would definitely say that I love him, and that he loves me. Except lately he's been been distant, pulled away. I'm starting to forget the valleys and mountains of his hands. His soft and callused palms. I'm starting to forget the taste of his lips. His pink Cupids bow lips that taste so much of himself. I need him like a drug and he knows it. He knew it the moment he first deduced me. Yes I may scream at him or say obscene things when he angers me but he knows I don't mean a word of it. I know he loves me, I do, but it kills me when he doesn't say it. When he looks at me like a stranger. I know I crossed the line, I was angry and drunk and tired. I should have never have said it, except I did. I called him a freak.

A few Sherlock oneshots for you all (Mostly johnlock) I hope you enjoy them!

insomnia ɪnˈsɒmnɪə/ noun habitual sleeplessness; inability to sleep. synonyms: sleeplessness, wakefulness, restlessness

It's been 2 years since Sherlock "died" and John still hasn't gotten completely over it. Just as he's about to propose to the only person who's kept him sane, the unexpected shows up. Sherlock Holmes, back from the dead. Rage is the only thing John feels at first, but then he realizes how much he'd missed him. And he was torn between the love of his life or the man who'd changed his life in unimaginable ways.

Johnlock. Pure unadulterated Johnlock.

People don't think a lot. Obviously. I could not pretend to have the universal truth on my side. Just making deductions, be careful to be sceptic doesn't make you clever. I am presuming here we are to share passions and also some grey matter. Don't be shy*, say to yourself it is for science and your interests. *I am introverted in fact so it's more for myself than you ^^

"In many ways, love is a drug, an anti-depressant." John feels that the time is right to confront his feelings for his friend of six years to him - of course the great detective has already figured this out for himself, but doesn't know how to deal with the actions ahead. Sherlock finally learns what emotions really are in this Johnlock story!

the way it should have been. this is the proper ending we all deserved to sherlock and john's love story. and this is what we should have gotten, if it didn't turn into an awful mess of queerbaiting and sherlolly. this is tjlc come true.

First ever fanfiction I've written, so of course I had to write about Sherlock. Only an amateur so don't expect wonders, dears.