Color is a privledge I have not the honor to see. It's nothing personal. It affects everyone. Still, seeing the color of the sky or the fall of the leaves would be more enlightening if I could see the reds or blues. But, I can't change what I was born with. I need my soul mate for that and I don't know anyone who would want a boring doctor as I. John/Sherlock

Sherlock is an expert at hiding his feelings from everyone. Including the person he had the most feelings for. His colleague and good friend, John Watson. Rated T for language

'Beat me senseless. Go on. I will never stop caring.' Poem collection from Castiel's pov. Heavily Destiel. Edit: Chapter 2 on Dean's pov- Dean Winchester, Not too clever.

Irene Adler asks a favor of Sherlock and he agrees to guard something for her, but this precious thing seems much too much to handle.

Senior year brings all sorts of new experiences into Castiel's life, but his favourite is probably bad boy Dean Winchester. He figured it'd be easy enough to get through one last hellish year of school until this green eyed boy with a Hollywood smile moved in. Though they are drawn together, they have their own secrets which makes being together challenging.

Dean and Cas are on yet another long drive in the Impala. But after they run out of gas, they are stranded in the middle of nowhere with little to do. So they end up using their time wisely. SMUT.