missdaviswrites:

iwantthatbelstaffanditsoccupant:

chriscalledmesweetie:

chriscalledmesweetie:

lockedinjohnlock-podfics:

itsnotgonnareaditselfpeople:

missdaviswrites:

It’s nine o’clock on a Saturday

I’m sitting here tryna write fic

There’s an old dog sitting next to me

Making it hard to type with her licks

The words, they just won’t come easy

The effort is pursing my lips

It’s sad, and it’s sweet, I wish I could complete

All of my ongoing WIPs

Write us a fic, whether long or short
Write us a fic tonight
‘Cause l we’re all in the mood for some Johnlock now
And you’ve got us feeling alright

Now John and his Sherlock are cuddling
There’s only one bed, you know
But they won’t be too quick to see each other’s dicks
‘Cause the burn it has got to be slow

Well the sexual tension is killing us
And the misunderstandings are dire
But we’re sure that they could be compatible
If they’d only light true love’s fire

Oh, la la la, di da da
La la, di da da da dum

It’s a pretty good hit count, for a Saturday
And the kudos they give me a smile
‘Cause I know that it’s me they’ve been comin’ to read
To forget about life for a while
And the podfics, they sound like a carnival
And the pub scenes they smell like a beer
And we read in our car and reblog from afar
And say, “Man, I just love bein’ here!”

@itsnotgonnareaditselfpeople I apologize for your dog’s loss of innocence.