something lands on his head. that something?
bugs. and they’re big.Â
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something lands on his head. that something?
bugs. and they’re big.Â

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So uh, I started writing a WereJohn fic
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Alright tumblr help me out
I'm looking for a song that was based on the were!John stuff by @flyingrotten
It would have been around 2014 and very soft and gentle and a little sad, about loving the monster inside. Female singer, on soundcloud maybe?? I almost can remember the name but frankly it is driving me crazy and I would like to know for sure. Any help would be great!
listening to hungry like the wolf by Duran Duran while writing Were!John is a mood
not sure what mood exactly, but definitely a mood
01/15/15 // I have to go back to college this weekend and I am not looking forward to being away from my family. At least @flyingrotten's werewolf!John Watson comics are keeping me happy. Hope you all are enjoying your new semester!

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Halloween Headcanon
Vampire!Sherlock transforming into a little black bat when he wants to be uncooperative or when he wants to cuddle with Werewolf!John without being obvious and tangling his wee claws in his hair and crawling into John’s jumper. And John gently petting the smol quivering lump under his shirt as Sherlock chitters to him. Â
Were!John and dullahan!Jim