Oh, For Christsakes

Indie Rp Blog for John H. Watson. Mun & Muse are well above age. Open to most things (with discussion) as this isn't your typical John Watson portrayal. Inbox always open.

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Screams

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Jumps on you

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Catches and cradles.

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Screams

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HIII!

Forgive me my love ; _ ;

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"Hello Heaven."

“Welcome home.”

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“Is it still, my home?” Came the ask, tone steady. 

Shoulders squared, jaw locked. Solider calm, but with the slightest tremble of a hand.

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i don’t even know where to start anymore. Orz

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So....whats up.

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-paws at-

-Picks up and stares at-

Hello precious

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I LIVE

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this is so pure I could watch this for days

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The person I reblogged this from is someone I enjoy seeing on my dashboard.

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London by  mike motsok

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“Arrogant, nah. Hopeful, maybe a little. It’s not like Kate can assist you all the time, and I do have steady hands.” He laughed softly with an arched brow her way and playful little smile.

Irene studied him for a moment, a thoughtful hum pushing past crimson lips as a manicured finger lifted to tap against her chin.

“Well, perhaps you could be a    lamb and pick out my attire   for the evening. Would that   slake your need, a little?”

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“To doll you up in splendor?” He gave her form another appreciative look, nothing bawdy or lewd. Respectful, and intrigued yes.

“Always, always.” He was slightly regretful he hadn’t arrived in time to do her nails, it was an odd love of his. If it could be called a love. There was something soothing about painting nails, nostalgic too.

“Permission to go through your closet then?” His smile was big as he headed towards the doors of her wardrobe.

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The fandoms are gonna build a wall. And Johnlock is going to pay for it

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-slowly holds your hand-

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“Aye, which is why i’ve come to help you ready for your bookings. Being a bit considerate where I can now luv, but it seems you’re all dolled up in perfection is your normal. Not a lot I can help you with now can I?” John’s blunted nails raked lightly at the underside of his chin. Dark blues roving her form, not lecherously no John was too respectful for that teen drooling. But it was a considerate look, inspecting in a genuine way.

“Lovely, as always.”

“I see. You think you could simply displace  Kate for the afternoon, regardless of how  long she has been assisting me with my  routine? Are you truly that arrogant?” Turning a little where she sat so that they now faced one another, she canted her head to the side, looking at him with an air of humor. John was full of it, to be sure. But fortunately for him, he was also a natural charmer. 

“What is it that you want, Doctor Watson?” 

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“Arrogant, nah. Hopeful, maybe a little. It’s not like Kate can assist you all the time, and I do have steady hands.” He laughed softly with an arched brow her way and playful little smile.

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"We can cuddle."

“Well, yes. I would certainly hope so. It would make the scuffs I got in that race hurt a bit less, I think. At least that’s what my doctor told me.”

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“If they don’t I surely do.” John replied, holding the tablets at Khan’s plush lower lip insistently.  “Take your pills for papa now.” Came the teasing tone.

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Khan tongued the pills into his mouth, holding them against his teeth for a moment with an unsavory smirk. “Didn’t know that you felt like you needed to drug me to get me into bed with you. I’m really much easier than that.”

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“Oh, I don’t think it was the drugs that laid you up in the bed. Which yes, you are much easier than that.” Came the tease and soft amused laughter.

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"Sleep is for the weak."

“Or for the smart that know a well rested mind is better than one running around on shite coffee and adrenaline.”

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“Uh huh and when you pass out in public again, i’m going to let the muggers have those fancy shoes of yours.” John noted, somehow ignoring the weird impules to yawn in the face of Sherlock’s shoddy attempt at his hidden one.

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“You know I’ve paid off the majority of homeless in this city, right?” He shrugs again and waves for John to follow. “Come on, there’s still plenty to do until sunrise.”

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“Majority, not all of them. And who says it’s homeless people who mug you? Could be some hoodies down the street up to no good too.” John said as he fell into stride with Sherlock.