Mystrade Stories

[Discontinued] These are oneshotes I used to write years ago, but haven't in a while as my life has moved on. It is unlikely I will ever post more of these, but you are welcome to read through the old ones. I hope anyone reading this enjoys the oneshots now as much as I enjoyed writing them.

D.I. Lestrade was on his way to St. Bart's to talk with Molly. He wanted to see if she had found out anything new about a recent case. Once he got there and walked into the lab, what he saw surprised him greatly. Roaming around the lab were five tiny toddlers. After a second or two of trying to figure out why, he noticed they looked quite familiar. He soon realizes that these kids are actually his partners Sherlock, John, Molly, Sally, and Anderson. Not knowing what else to do he called the first person he could think of. Sherlock's older brother, Mycroft Holmes. The two men have to take care of all the toddlers and try to find a way to get them back to normal. They may find something else too... Love perhaps? I don't own Sherlock or the characters. Any fanart Is not mine either. I found most of them on deviantart or google.

On a fateful day, Mycroft Holmes decides to go out, something he doesn't do often. To his amusement, he finds Gregory Lestrade, the man he has been watching for quite some time now, intoxicatedly shouting about his brother. Contains mostly a lot of Fluffy Fluf. May imply something that you can call smutty but does NOT CONTAIN SMUT. I don't feel comfortable writing that yet.

So here is some Johnlock one shots with a couple Mystrade here and there. Enjoy

It's Christmas in Newbury England. Young Mycroft Holmes has never done this, "relationship thing" properly before. But Greg has a few ideas. Despite his disdain for the holidays and the connections with unsupportive family, Mycroft finds himself not minding so much this year, as long as he remains close to Greg, and his mischievous little brother. And who couldn't do without a little holiday cheer?

Head in hands, I wondered.... Maybe I could love someone.... Warning, this short story is both sad and hopeful. -MH

A collection of fandom oneshots including many fandoms, characters and ships. Read for awesomeness and cuteness. ~ Mystrade is my division 🖤

What happens when a a new guy, John Watson, turns up at college and starts texting Sherlock Holmes the social outcast? (Oh my I'm so bad at descriptions! Please just read)

Sherlock, a young student, finds himself trapped in a downward spiral where only drugs and scars keep him anchored to life; for, as he himself says, he has become nothing more than a ghost tethered to a routine, merely existing. His life will begin to shift after crossing paths with a mysterious admirer and John Watson, a student from his academy who is one year his senior. Step into his journey through raw prose and meticulously chosen pieces of music that will pull you directly into the heart of the story. Note for international readers: This story was originally written in Spanish. This English edition has been carefully translated with the assistance of AI to preserve the raw essence and style of the original work

I do Teenlock, Johnlock, Mystrade, and x readers I will do fluff and smut only if its requested.

a marvel groupchat, i was bored, okay.

One-shots about Sherlock BBC Johnlock Mystrade Parentlock Parent!Mystrade Brother!Lock Request Open

Imagine hearing you soulmate's name in your dreams. Now imagine that name being so frustratingly average or frustratingly odd that you can't even google the person. John and Sherlock have had their names stuck in each others head since they were little, now more than twenty years later they finally meet by pure coincidence...or was it? They've only just met and now they're moving in together. What could possibly go wrong?

Shoelocks dreams come true when he and his crush get assigned a project together. A friendship blooms and maybe even something more. (Please keep in mind this is a crack fic an some or most characters will be very ooc)

Sherlock left. He left and now all I had was my own mind to battle with. I couldn't even argue with anyone else apart from myself now. I had no one, Sherlock. Why? Why did you go so early? Why did you make me hate you so much? You killed both of us that night, Sherlock. Not. Just. You. And you left me one letter. Was it just one, Sherlock? Or were there more?

A teenlock fanfic with Mystrade and Johnlock (mainly Johnlock tho) it is a fluffy story with my own characters and maybe some superwholock... Edit: ABANDONED THIS FIC SORRY; incomplete and will probably be deleted Edit (again): it's been two years since I started this shit and quite frankly I hate it, so I am going to damn well finish it

-COMPLETED-SEE PT 2-I will be writing JOHNLOCK, MYSTRADE, SHERIARTY, AND TEEN!LOCK/OR KID!LOCK And I will also take requests from you guys!(PLEASE SEND IN REQUESTS) (: I now do FREEBATCH. Highest ranking !! #22

After another late night at work, Greg is sick of seeing Mycroft's wedding ring sitting on the mantle.

The Third installment of my Sherlock oneshots. please read the first two so that you know whats going on with Mycroft and why he's a little out of character. the first one is Burn and the second is Unhealable Wounds.

DI Greg Lestrade kidnaps Mycroft Holmes to prove that with a little holiday magic, even the 'Iceman' can learn to laugh and play.