Welcome to the 75th annual Hunger Games.

Thanks to all participants afafa your one-shots made me cry and laugh and want to throw myself off a building ugh

yall bitchez be turnin in y'all one-shots and I be gradin them amirite

I am.

(From now on I'm going to be literate whoopsie)

*straightens tie* *and sexuality*

Drum roll, please.

BUT WAIT!

Honorable mention for @Izzy_Watson.

Omg I laughed so hard at your one shot god bless

Drum roll again.

5. Ignorance Is Bliss: Zarrified

Ship: Dasteanielanan (Destiel)

http://archiveofourown.org/works/2239242

Short summary: Cas and Dean are a lil gay for each other, and Sam is all like, "Oh my god, but Dean, spEND TIME WITH ME." He gets a little curious as to why Dean is preoccupied - but when he learns why, he wishes that he wasn't so inquisitive in the first place. V cute and funny. ;v;

*WINK*

4. SecretIvy: Dream When You Blink

Ship: Johnlock

http://w.tt/1oUCxPg

This was literally my personal favorite, right here, not going to lie, and the writing was A+++. John is a teen who daydreams constantly, about an assortment of things, and the style just captured me instantly. Like wow. Wow. Look at this fucking line. It makes me wanna kill people.

"John Watson reaches the sun."

It makes you think. About what this little boy could do - what you can do, and it's utterly and completely relatable. And the only thing - the literal only thing that didn't make this get an even higher score is the grammar.

Tear. Wrong your. LEARN THE RIGHT YOUR I AM BEGGING YOU IT MAKES EVERYTHING LIKE INSTANTLY MORE SEXY GOD BLESS.

pls follow her she is my fav

3. dearwatson: Bruises, Scars and Broken Things

Ship: Johnlock

http://www.wattpad.com/66325981-johnlock-one-shots-bruises-scars-and-broken-things

This was really sad, like please, Raas, I thought we had an agreement to keep my tears down to a minimum.

John apparently dies in the war; and Sherlock becomes a drug addict. ;-; Like ugh why did you have to do a crack den AU?

The end was surprising, too. But the thing that really gave me incentive to nominate this is her writing style. So unique. So special. "Dearwatson" is written into it, engraved into every word, and I would be able to spot the individuality of her writing from a mile away. Misha bless.

Please go follow this beautiful gem of a writer. And may Misha guide you.

2. timeforcoffee: all these monsters i can't tame

Ship: Johnlock

http://www.wattpad.com/68566095-my-my-my-a-cupful-of-sherlock-oneshots-09-all

God bless this.

Best writing on here. You can see it play in your mind like a movie, like if you were sitting front row in an imax. Watching it all go in slow motion.

It's brilliant. Literally, every line is a poem, an art form.

Sherlock is deranged, and he's taking medicine for his "hallucinations." John is assumed to be a doctor, I believe. And Mycroft is the king of his "wonderland," and the medicine is making him less crazy, thus making his wonderland disappear. So Mycroft is all like, "Kill John!" And the end...? Well, the end... Heh.

The plot is original, the writing is fucking amaaaazing, and I love the thickness of it, how it pulls you along. You don't even see what's coming until it's too late.

Go follow her she's so good it's painful

1. watsoninthetardis: Nine in the Afternoon

Ship: Johnlock

http://www.wattpad.com/65193532-johnlock-oneshots-nine-in-the-afternoon

Ugh

Ughughugh

UGHHHHHHH

Ugh what do you want from me

My soul??

My heart?

My skin cells?

My brain neurons?

Well. Ahem.

There was a flawless sort of quality to it - like my favorite song, or my happiest moments all at once. It was like walking on water. Until I drowned of feels.

And died.

I am writing to you as a ghost. Amen.

(let it be known that @dearwatson made this joke. pls do not sue me.)

ANYWAY!

Feels.

So many.

Sherlock has long-term memory loss in this, and honestly it's one of the most sad portrayals I've seen of it. It's amazingly written, and it transitions fluidly between real time and flashbacks.

It's ineffable in its writing, and to the author, I say, congratulations, you get a golden star.

I would give it to you, but unfortunately, I'm dead.

It was awful why must you hurt me in this way

I mean, guys, look at this:

"There he was, all crescendos and decrescendos of porcelain skin; his voice always mezzo, or piano, never forte; his movements only ever like legato--slow, steady, smooth. Sherlock Holmes was a masterpiece."

You know what else is a masterpiece? This.

With that, I leave you.