okay so i’ve been studying creative writing at college for two years now and i came back and read some of my earliest johnlock fic like back when i was sixteen and it was… not good
and it will never be good but i will never not be proud of it bc that was what i was writing at the time, it was practice and it was my art, johnlock is pure and in all honestly i would not have over 100k total hits on ao3 without it
so thank you to everyone who followed this blog back in the day and supported all my fic, i really miss this fandom and i’m sorry i was such a jerk a year ago
i miss my detective boys :( let’s go back to the start
I’m normally so bad at being a human bUT I’M ACTUALLY PREPARED FOR MY TRIP WITH AMPLE TIME. AND THAT BEING SAID, I’M GOING TO ANIME EXPO SO, LIKE, IF ANYONE READING THIS IS GONNA BE THERE, LMK AND WE CAN SAY HI???
"Connor": Or, the unexpected rare pair of Bitty/Whiskey
According to @boldly-go-home, I’ve gushed to her before about the
possibilities of BittyWhiskey, but as I have memory problems I DO NOT REMEMBER
THIS. However, my feelings have been ignited by this last update and I have to
lay it all out.
justin in a disinterested monotone: I cast prestidigitation and shoot sparks out of my fingers. cast minor illusion put myself in a dope outfit and start walking down the catwalk with all the style and panache I can muster. which is, I should know, a fucking lot. griffin laughing: yeah roll charisma justin still in a fucking monotone: oh that– that’s weird I got 30 because it’s so fucking fly. that’s very strange and interesting.