#pufflock

Sometimes Sherlock would open his giant sea-colored eyes and wonder what he had done in a previous life to be condemned to such tranquility as he’d experienced for decades. Quiet. Calm. Peaceful. It was hateful.

Y'all know that old children’s song Puff the Magic Dragon? About the intense relationship that developed between the lonely old dragon and an open-hearted, loving little boy?

What if Sherlock had been that dragon? And John was the child who found him on the beach? Would these two lonely souls reach out for one another as they always have? Would they find that transcendent connection that has us reading tens of thousands of words about all the different ways they might meet?

Sometimes Sherlock would open his giant sea-colored eyes and wonder what he had done in a previous life to be condemned to such tranquility as he’d experienced for decades. Quiet. Calm. Peaceful. It was hateful.

Y'all know that old children’s song Puff the Magic Dragon? About the intense relationship that developed between the lonely old dragon and an open-hearted, loving little boy?

What if Sherlock had been that dragon? And John was the child who found him on the beach? Would these two lonely souls reach out for one another as they always have? Would they find that transcendent connection that has us reading tens of thousands of words about all the different ways they might meet?

Sometimes Sherlock would open his giant sea-colored eyes and wonder what he had done in a previous life to be condemned to such tranquility as he’d experienced for decades. Quiet. Calm. Peaceful. It was hateful.

Y'all know that old children’s song Puff the Magic Dragon? About the intense relationship that developed between the lonely old dragon and an open-hearted, loving little boy?

What if Sherlock had been that dragon? And John was the child who found him on the beach? Would these two lonely souls reach out for one another as they always have? Would they find that transcendent connection that has us reading tens of thousands of words about all the different ways they might meet?

Sometimes Sherlock would open his giant sea-colored eyes and wonder what he had done in a previous life to be condemned to such tranquility as he’d experienced for decades. Quiet. Calm. Peaceful. It was hateful.

Y'all know that old children’s song Puff the Magic Dragon? About the intense relationship that developed between the lonely old dragon and an open-hearted, loving little boy?

What if Sherlock had been that dragon? And John was the child who found him on the beach? Would these two lonely souls reach out for one another as they always have? Would they find that transcendent connection that has us reading tens of thousands of words about all the different ways they might meet?

Someone needs to do a Puff the Magic Dragon AU with Johnlock.  It could go so many ways.  From G to E... either one could be the dragon, either one could be the lonely little boy... who grows up, and denies, and then remembers, and comes back.  Oh, fuck.  Someone.   SOMEONE!!!  Do it.