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Send me "♫", I'll put my iPod on shuffle and then tell you our song.
I Will Follow You Into The Dark - Allred (Originally by Death Cab For Cutie)
A Whole New World - Brad Kane, Lea Salonga (Yes. I know. Hush)
Free Loop - Daniel Powter
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♫♫♫
Send me "♫", I'll put my iPod on shuffle and then tell you our song.
I Will Follow You Into The Dark - Allred (Originally by Death Cab For Cutie)
A Whole New World - Brad Kane, Lea Salonga (Yes. I know. Hush)
Free Loop - Daniel Powter
Friendly reminder that Andrew Scott kisses a man in one of his movies.
(Jawwwnnnn. Jawn. Were watching it Jawn.)
askjohnhwatsonblog replied to your post://Mkay, just a bit of housecleaning here. If I’ve...
I’m sorry, I’m just really busy and exhausted and John hasn’t been cooperating when I do have time to reply. I will get to it eventually, but I can’t give any promises any time soon.
//Oh It's fine dear I kinda already knew in your case, I was more offering if you would rather drop it, I don't mind either way, I just needed a check in. <3
//Mkay, just a bit of housecleaning here. If I've tagged you on this post, it means we have a thread that's either not been replied to in quite a long time (at least over a month) and I'm wondering how you're feeling about it, or I physically can't seem to get a hold of you to talk about threads/plots w.e and I'm getting frustrated. I'll probably send a message too but jic those don't through, this is here. Please get back to me when you can whether you want to drop these or not.~
[text] ples pik me up. lil dr unk
[text]: Oh yes, right away dear! SM
[text]: Just kidding fucker. Its me. JM
"I don't care what you do to me, I'll never tell you!"
Bloody idiot. Jim thought to himself, his lips twisting into a wicked smirk. Not that he truly minded. It had been awhile since he had to properly torture someone, generally people simply caved at the mere of him. It wasn’t often he even had to come out to an interrogation, and old John Watson seemed the perfect excuse to get involved.
"Oh, my dear, I was hoping you would say that." He purred, plucking a cigar cutter from a nearby table. Cliche, yes, but none the less effective. Don’t slam on a classic of it brings results. He took sauntered back over to the good doctor, taking hold of one of his hands before slipping the cutter over his pinky. "Care to tell me now?" He teased, tongue flicking over his lower lip before slamming to contraption shut, no warning given. He glanced down at the severed digit, shrugging slightly as the man cried out. "Oops. My mistake. Lets try that again." He said simply, sliding the cutter over his next finger.
He repeated this with the rest of his digits, slicing off right at the knuckle, the thumb remaining untouched. He set the cutter aside, bloodied and a bit dulled from the rough use, before gliding his forefinger along the raw, exposing stubs. “I am just so clumsy! My bad. No hard feelings, yeah?” He spat, cackling wildly before making his way back over to the table.
He snatched up a small box cutter, again with the classics, before returning to the man. He ignored Johns begging, far to caught up in the moment at this point. This bitch was going to die. He glided the razor-blade over the mans abdomen, just barely digging into the skin as he traced a pattern up to the mans collar-bone. Always easier for a skinning. He repeated the process with his arms, reveling in ever pained cry and and desperate plea. That wife of his would simply have to get over it. He was having far to much fun!
He started at the top, casually flaying the flesh from the mans muscles, exposing the entirety of of mans chest. With a few more slices the chunk of skin was free, gingerly holding it up to get a better look. “Your skin is not bad, Doctor. Maybe able to make a decent book binding out of you. Perhaps some gloves.” He purred, kissing the mans cheek as he faded into unconsciousness. He would bleed out soon.
Fuck your faggot face. Stop tagging me in those pornssss 3
Oooh~ I shall post some more for you then. All you had to do was ask.
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[text: John] hy John. Sthis what your stag prty felt lik? I think im alittl woozy.-A