John Hamish Watson

Captain John Watson, Fifth Northumberland Fusiliers. Three years in Afghanistan, a veteran of Kandahar, Helmand.
Hello I am Doctor John Watson, formerly of Her Majesties Services, and now work with one Sherlock Holmes. I also run my own surgery on the side when we are not taking on cases. I am Sherlock's Partner and I blog about our cases to sum it up neatly.
(Pick your John with Care! There are three John Muses here, but you can make requests for anything specific. Mun is of age)
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10 hours ago on July 29th | J | 1 note

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Your muse walks in on my muse undressing and catches the various scars along their body. What is your muses reaction? What do they do?

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"I'm pregnant and it's yours." Send this to the next 10 people on your dash just for shits and giggles to get a reaction. ((because I'm a curious little shit))


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"…What? 

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"Of course I do." The blond nodded. "Can you… Can you tell it’s gender? I mean, isn’t it a little too soon?" He was nervous, and there was no point in denying it. He was going to be a father, and he had just found out about it.

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"Alright.. It may be too soon, but the doctor said that they would check, just in case. These pregnancies, aren’t always the safest for both parties, so check ups are important." That was the doctor in John speaking, moving onto a topic he knew he could easily tell the other man, before nodding and looking up. "I… thank you." He moved up on his toes, giving the taller man a shy kiss on the cheek. "You don’t have to, but I’m glad you will…. Any family names I should know about?" John finally managed a small joke, doing his best to relax the situation, and defuse the stress.

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Send me a ✿ and my muse will react to your muse putting a flower in their hair

"Sherlock?" John chuckled, sitting still as the taller man reached over to slide a flower into his hair. "Feeling decorative?" He asked, pointing to the flower now adorning his hair, but not removing it. "Or experiment?" 

Sherlock laughed in return, biting the corner of his lip as he blushed once more. “T-Thank you.”

As they held hands, Sherlock brought them to his lips, kissing them affectionately. “I won’t.” He looked back to him, taking the initiative to kiss the man once more.

John grinned, watching Sherlock kiss his hands as a small flush spread across his cheeks. More out of pleasure than embarrassment. “I’m glad.” He murmured, leaning into the kiss, and kissing him back with a noise of content. “So, love. Would you like to watch a movie with me?” 

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doctorshag replied to your post “archangel-dimmock replied to your post “Munday (You don’t have to…”

*pops party popper* I am uh six foot even

//not if you loose your height from the knees down :D

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Holmes rolled his eyes, reaching into the couch. If he knew himself, and he did, there would be something there. It was where he hid his hypodermic syringe from John. He grabbed onto something, pulling his treasure out of the couch. He laughed "Seems you don't know me as well as you think." He took one out, lighting it up, before taking a long drag "You smoked as well. Stopped cold-turkey when you became a doctor. I dont usually do rolled cigarets, but that is the best one I have ever had."

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"I never smoked, ever. And I had hoped Sherlock wouldn’t use that one. Then again you’ve taken care of that for him." He sighed, rubbing his face, his hand on his hip as his mobile beeped. So he pulled it out, rolling his eyes when Lestrade said it would take some time, sending off a text again before pocketing it. "I didn’t even smoke before college. Didn’t see a point in damaging my lungs when I was going to go into the service. Now stop smoking."

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archangel-dimmock replied to your post “Munday (You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to)”

// you’re still taller than me! XD

//yesssss, I have height to my advantage xD this rare moment needs to be celebrated

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Holmes studied the man. He was trying his hardest to be intimidating, but Holmes had a good six inches on him. Watson was taller, he could be more intimidating then this short, stocky man. he lit the pipe, saying "And Watson has been trying to get me off my Seven-percent solution. He claims it is bad for me, even if it clears away the fog." He sat down on the couch, his couch, taking the moment in "2014?Pray tell, where am I in the history books? I hope I am no where, I always hated that thing."

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"Who the hell are you? Cause you definitely aren’t Sherlock." John growled, finally reaching up to take the pipe and setting it on the table. "I said no smoking. Your friend is right, it is bad for you, in fact it will probably kill you faster." He sighed, cracking the knuckles on his hand before rolling his shoulders. He was at a cross roads, wanting to punch the man and knowing he should wait for Greg to get there in case this man was a mental case who had happen to get loose. 

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