#wotson

ur hair length is cute af come back to america <3

oh good lord okay im laughing i suppose im doing all of these?

you're an amazing person

"Once upon a time, there was a man, who resembled your dad a lot. Scratch that, he was your dad. He was a soldier, well actually he was a doctor and a soldier. He fought for, and cared for everyone he loved. Especially you, Hamish, never forget that," whispered Sophie quietly, as she tucked in her adopted son.

Backing out of the room she bumped into Sherlock, who had been lingering in the hall. She pressed a kiss to his cheek and wrapped her arms around him, and they stood there, in the dark wondering why John Watson had deserved to die.

gosh gee everyone seems to know my secret love story with the black widow

When the Romanoff-Peck family went to the Stark Expo, the twins decided to attach themselves firmly to Natasha's legs. Madeline of course was saddled with one year old Katia for the whole evening, that is until Steve Rogers and Tony Stark wandered past and Natasha grabbed Stark by the collar.

Steve was all too glad to hold Katia for a few minutes, swaying to the music with this smiley baby. Tony of course was introduced to six year old twins, James and Violet, and bent down to talk to them about how their evening was going and what their interests were. 

Madeline soon had to make a dash with the twins to the bathrooms, leaving Steve to shift Katia into Natasha's arms. Tony watched her kiss her daughters head and wondered aloud, "How the hell did you manage a family like this?"

Natasha shrugged and fixed him a look, "I guess she lowered her standards."

and onto the death because yeah i do enjoy killing you

This wasn't how it was supposed to end. Sherlock had presumed that it would be him to go first, but no, no this was nothing like he had expected. 

"You should have listened to me, we should have gotten it checked out," he said shakily as he held her in his arms as she choked on her own blood. "You stupidly stubborn lady."

"I- I know," sputtered Sophie in between coughing up blood. "I am sorry. I'm-"

The hospital was only the next road over. She had dismissed it off as nothing, but as time went on the cough turned into hacking, and the hacking in turn resulted in blood. Only small amounts. It's nothing, I'm fine. Don't tell Sherlock, he worries. It's fine, it's nothing.

"Sophie? Sophie I-" Sherlock whispered as he gripped her hand tightly.

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wotson ♔

1. What house will you be in? 

Gryffindor

4. If you were in class, where would you normally sit? 

Probably in the middle of class

 9. Will you go home during holidays? 

I would like to spend christmas every other year at Hogwarts, and then go home the odd year. But I would like to stay home for Easter.

 10. Do you think you’ll have friends from other houses? 

Oh yes, I only have maybe two friends in Gryffindor. I’ve got a ton of Slytherin froyos and Ravenclaw pals, so I’ll be sitting at all the tables in the dining hall.

15. Are you going to be a pure-blood or half-blood or muggle-born? 

I’d probably be a half-blood. My mum is a Ravenclaw and my dad is a muggle. Everyone on my mum's side are witches and wizards. 

42. What will your boggart be? 

Probably like my friends and siblings dead on the ground. I’ve had dreams before where I’ve had to kill my brothers and it’s freaked me out.

49. What would your patronus be? 

I believe my patronus would be a rabbit. 

50. What memory will you think of when making a patronus?