I don’t ship it, but wow is this adorable.
I do ship it and… dkfhgf, oh, boys. You’re in court, you two. Keep it in your Westwood. (or… whatever it is that Sherlock wears, since he doesn’t wear Westwood.)
I don’t ship it, but wow is this adorable.
I do ship it and… dkfhgf, oh, boys. You’re in court, you two. Keep it in your Westwood. (or… whatever it is that Sherlock wears, since he doesn’t wear Westwood.)
roses are red
violets are blue
you must be reichenbach because i’m falling for youroses are red
violets are blue
look at all this love that i.o.uDeduction is great
It requires precision
Forget John and Sherlock
You’re my division.the pavement was red
now John is blue
someone else please finish this
because I’m shit at poetryRoses are red,
You don’t get to choose,
Be the Moran to my Jim,
Or I’ll turn you into shoes.
Blood is red,
Scarves are blue,
Tell me you’re mine,
Or I will skin you.
John is sweet,
Sherlock is smart,
Be mine or I swear,
I will burn out your heart.
You have been there
For every case that I’ve mounted
You shouldn’t say that you don’t
Because you’ve always counted.
…fuck it, I lied:
I’m glad you remember
Our Carl Powers, too.
Because I stopped him laughing
And that’s how I found you.
roses are red
violets are blue
you must be reichenbach because i’m falling for youroses are red
violets are blue
look at this love that i.o.uDeduction is great
It requires precision
Forget John and Sherlock
You’re my division.Mycroft is fat
Sherlock is thinner
I’ll be your Irene
Let’s have dinner.Roses are red.
Skulls are white.
I made you some coffee,
My conductor of light.Roses are red
Performance is art
Please love me back
Or I’ll burn out your heart.I’d do anything for you
I’d even steal the crown jewels
Tell me you love me
Or I’ll make you into shoesAnd let’s not forget the classic;
Roses are red
Violets are blue
[EROTIC MOAN TEXT ALERT]
[EROTIC MOAN TEXT ALERT]
I did all of this work
For you to sulk and just frown
So, maybe, honey, come over
And see me in a crown.
roses are red
violets are blue
you must be reichenbach because i’m falling for youroses are red
violets are blue
look at this love that i.o.uDeduction is great
It requires precision
Forget John and Sherlock
You’re my division.Mycroft is fat
Sherlock is thinner
I’ll be your Irene
Let’s have dinner.Roses are red.
Skulls are white.
I made you some coffee,
My conductor of light.Roses are red
Performance is art
Please love me back
Or I’ll burn out your heart.Roses are red
Violets are blue
You will love me back
Or I’ll make you into shoes.
Moriarty’s a spider
And Sherlock’s a cat.
You want my love, angel?
There’s an app for that.
roses are red
violets are blue
you must be reichenbach because i’m falling for youroses are red
violets are blue
look at this love that i.o.uDeduction is great
It requires precision
Forget John and Sherlock
You’re my division.Mycroft is fat
Sherlock is thinner
I’ll be your Irene
Let’s have dinner.Roses are red.
Skulls are white.
I made you some coffee,
My conductor of light.Roses are red
Performance is art
Please love me back
Or I’ll burn out your heart.Roses are red
Violets are blue
Come back to bed
Or I’ll turn you into shoes
John might be good for
Fighting the Golem
But only we’ll find the answer
To the final problem.
roses are red
violets are blue
you must be reichenbach because i’m falling for youroses are red
violets are blue
look at this love that i.o.uDeduction is great
It requires precision
Forget John and Sherlock
You’re my division.Mycroft is fat
Sherlock is thinner
I’ll be your Irene
Let’s have dinner.Roses are red.
Skulls are white.
I made you some coffee,
My conductor of light.Moriarty is real
Rich Brook is sham
Baby I love you
More than I love jam.
Watson is flailing
Sherlock is calm
To win your affections
I set up us the bomb.
roses are red
violets are blue
you must be reichenbach because i’m falling for youroses are red
violets are blue
look at this love that i.o.uDeduction is great
It requires precision
Forget John and Sherlock
You’re my division.Mycroft is fat
Sherlock is thinner
I’ll be your Irene
Let’s have dinner.Roses are red.
Skulls are white.
I made you some coffee,
My conductor of light.
Roses are red
Performance is art
Please love me back
Or I’ll burn out your heart.