Who: David Tennant/John Simm.
What: RPS fic. A night in the lives of David and John.
Rating: R. (For language, shagging, and ~feelings.)
Why: Been kicking this little idea around for a while, so polishing and posting it seemed long overdue. Expanding on a bit from my last fic:

To see how much he could make David relax and let go of everything. To see that manic energy but without those underlying concerns for politeness and propriety. He’d love to see what David would be like when he’s properly wrecked.

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You think I’m psycho, don’t you, mama?
You’d better let ‘em lock me up.

carlislesimms:

Okay, Mike.

I took these when Elvis Costello played in Asheville last July.

Fun fact: the man on the left in the first shot is T. Bone Burnett, who produced part of the Hunger Games soundtrack.

Bonus fun fact: Jennifer Lawrence was at the concert. (Wearing the same EC shirt as I was, but in a different color.)

Drop the gun.

And I will always wonder
How it would be if we never had met
Life would be easier,
But dull, I suspect.
You’d ask me to keep it discreet
So I’ll sing a song of deceit
And I’d never claim you were mine,
Just if we were words, we would rhyme.

And all the roads that lead you there were winding.

And all the lights that light the way are blinding.

There are many things that I would like to say to you,

But I don’t know how.

I said maybe…

You’re gonna be the one that saves me…

(graphic by Galli)

Who: David Tennant/John Simm.
What: Even more RPS fic. The theme is domesticity (or lack thereof).
Rating: NC-17.

And you left your love and other threats in the steam fading on my bathroom mirror. –Elvis Costello

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