what exactly were we doing?
Well it involved us plotting getting Harriet pregnant. And nick explaining to John that when he sees Harriet its like “A boner so big that gravity weighs you down.”
OH YEAH I REMEMBER
what exactly were we doing?
Well it involved us plotting getting Harriet pregnant. And nick explaining to John that when he sees Harriet its like “A boner so big that gravity weighs you down.”
OH YEAH I REMEMBER
Tumblr Crushes:
- itsshortforharriet
- msadler-thewoman
- mr-jim-moriarty
- askdoctorjohnwatson
- ms-mollyhooper
- thisblogiswestwood
- thedoctorlovesbowties
- holywholock
- marksmanmoran
…
This is quite disturbing.
I’m flattered.
John liked change. He liked moving things around every once and a while. Not too much. Maybe a chair here, a desk there, but nothing bothered him more than a completely unchanged flat. Since moving in with Sherlock, nothing has moved. John was getting terribly tired with the same exact arrangement.
He knew Sherlock would hate him if he moved anything, so he kept putting it off. However, today might be the day. John returned home from the clinic to see Sherlock laying on the sofa in his typical ‘thinking’ posture.
This could go one of two ways. 1) Sherlock would just flat out say no.
Or there was always 2) Sherlock would say yes just to get John out of his hair.
Let’s hope for the latter, shall we?
John hung up his jacket and walked over near the sofa. Hands on his hips, he dove in. “So, Sherlock. What do you think about changing the flat up a bit?”
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Anonymous asked: Sherlock and John. Because of all of the obvious raisins.
IC:

OOC:

And I reblog a song about a enormous Penis and Tom Hiddleston…
then I realize I’m on my John Account.

welp.