#john-hufflepuff-watson

[magic-is-an-advantage]

hi hi! john here, you can jump back in on the thread now if youd like :))

I did, thank you for informing me!

[harry-pickety-witch-watson-blog]

In what ways are you similar to your parents/siblings?

Uhh... I guess I kind of look like John. But I'm way prettier *fluffs hair* John and I are both gay, might be a Watson children thing... I don't know. And.... I'm not really similar to my parents. 

[harry-pickety-witch-watson-blog]

ooc: live threads

I've updated last:

Worthless metal: Harry&Erik.  

Slytherin common room: Harry&River.

Midnight meetings: When Harry met Luci.

Family time: Harry&John.

Also, if you want to start a new thread, just message me.

[mynameismordred-blog]

YOUR BOYFRIEND IS ANNOYING (but I didn't say that did I?) | Mordred and John

It had gotten worse.

So so much morse since sam left.

I mean the raven haired boy had become pretty much a terror. He hardly slept, scribbling things down, and tinkering with everything until the wee hours of the night. Plus Mordred was also quite certain he had something dead underneath everything in his trunk. And there was nothing Mordred could do about any of these things really. Sam, his heavy moose artillery, was gone and Sherlock was going to take nothing short of an actual fire fight from the littler Ravenclaw.

"MORDRED DID YOU TOUCH MY EXPERIMENT"  The older boy yelled upon reemergence from the bathroom, jarring Mordred from his 2 minutes of peace.

"No I didn't touch any of your crap for the last time!" He replied fed up with it all. Getting off of his bed Mordred grabbed his coat and book and walked out of the room. He was giving the other boy exactly what he wanted by leaving but he didn't really care anymore, he needed to get out. He needed to go. 

And so this was how flying down the steps of the ravenclaw tower, going through his list of solitary places in his head, that Mordred didn't realize there was someone coming up the stairs and ultimately wasn't able to change his course of direction until the last second. Bumping shoulders Mordred looked up to find a familiar blond. 

"Oh John sorry didn't see you there"

[tigerinthedungeon-blog]

ooc

I'm finding this Johnlock very lovely to wake up to though, like I did with the Harry Potter films...I think I'll wait until it's completely done to read it. All this waiting is KILLING me!~ 

[tigerinthedungeon-blog]

That Awkward Moment When... || Seb & John

Sebastian was actually on his way to class for once, Defence Against the Dark Arts, and quite looking forward to seeing if he could arrive before the gentle, naive, bear of a student Thor Odinson and steal his seat by the window again. He always loved winding up the Gryffindor. 

With his books and quill in his satchel, the Hufflepuff hit the changing staircases at a run; it would take some now that he was running slightly late, having been caught behind a line of Slytherin girls swooning over someone or another...he thought he'd heard the name Winchester in there somewhere. 

Getting to about the middle of the steps, they began to move but then stopped, not joining onto anything; both ends left with nowhere to go. "Oh for fu-" He braced himself against the banister as the stairs shunted, seemingly of their own accord and then did stop dead.

Next thing he heard was Minerva McGonagall's voice, apparently on loudspeaker. "Attention students. All fourth period lessons have been suspended while an investigation is conducted into the charms that unknown students have been using to slow down the staircases linking the floors. We apologise for any inconvenience this may have caused. Fifth period lessons will resume as normal in one hour. Thank you." 

"Well that's generous of you, apologising, because it means the whole fucking world to me right now. God's sake!" Sebastian cursed to himself before he spotted another student stranded with him. Another Hufflepuff. None other than John Watson. "Get that cat of yours back to his usual colour in the end, John?" He asked, hoping to catch the other boy's attention.    

[mynameismordred-blog]

It's a Demon in the Library With a Harpoon || Mordred, Sam, John

Hey John so I'm opening the Cluedo now, if you want to play :)

Ps. I'm in the tower

Folding the note the small boy tied it to Athena's leg who had taken a liking to staying with Mordred when Freya was out, and closed the window behind her as she departed into the gray. 

Elated at the prospect of playing one of his favorite board games he took out the box from his trunk  carefully removing the shrink-wrapped plastic from it.

It was then Mordred realized that you couldn't exactly play the game with only two people. Looking around at his roommates he glanced over the curly brown hair of one sherlock holmes and focused on the familiar mop of brown hair over a giant leather bound book. 

"Hey Sam you want to play Cluedo with my friend John and I?