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the voice was soft - raspy and incredulous. he could remember, through hazy memory and whatever pieces of his past he'd been able to salvage. the accent clicked, drawing forth recollections of him and diana, of exuberance and blatant flirting habits that he'd always found so amusing. the hint of a migraine pulsed behind his eyes, layers of thought overlapping in his mind, reminiscence contorting his often neutral expression into one somehow akin to awe. the amusement park - oh, god. that had been interesting, no doubt. he personally favored the nightclub, mostly due to his hospital and more human-like surroundings. he'd felt at home, which did aid in the transition from man to animal, with his chair and telly. shelves and shelves of books that lined his wall, decorated as comfortably as he could make it. it had still hurt; the distinctive lack of sherlockian chaos leaving a hole in his heart. he'd tried as best he could to make due with what he'd been given. the loneliness was still suffocating, he didnt quite know how he was supposed to behave. there was no closeness, no domesticity. each night in his room felt like an eternity, just as it had been before sherlock. after the war. in bed for hours, staring at the ceiling - then promptly woken up by some sort of night terror, wearing cold sweat like a second skin, choking on the sobs that he would surely deny if ever heard.
it was difficult, but he was managing. slowly but surely, he was healing, or getting better at hiding his grief. though, the sight of his old friend caused a pang of guilt; both due to offing himself the way he did, and for being unable to find the right words to express how happy he was to have him back. to have someone back. the doctor was a mess of emotion, as he usually was, but he couldnt help but smile - a small, twitching thing that lit his cerulean eyes,"the place will grow on you, promise." he offered, subtle humor laced into his british tone; before he paused. his ears twitched back a bit, self-consciousness beginning to gnaw at him,"er, do you.. remember me?"
/rushed but wEEPS BC ALLEN
[spoiler=✧°. i was so alone, and i owe you so much | 12/17]
though your skin's sheet white and your arms carry scars
★ JOHN HAMISH WATSON | " DOCTOR WATSON " | CISGENDER MALE
★ closeted bisexual biromantic | monogamous | slightly interested
★ writedown xx npc | troubled childhood | former military surgeon
★ fifth northumberland fusiliers | veteran / three years in afganistan
★ no crush | perpetually pining over sherlock | ½ johnlock & ½ jet
★ member of the simul-stamus family | adept medical knowledge
★ warrior of shadowclan | former assistant deputy | many titles
★ based completely on bbc's sherlock | season three canon point
★ voice reference | human au reference | dog tags reference
your hair isn't clean, your lungs black with tar
★ APPALACHIAN BOBCAT | health [ 95% ] | [ i ] [ ii ]
— john is a compact man - lacking in height and exceeding in muscle tone, with the slightest bit of pudge around his stomach. he is skinny from lack of self-care, but not nearly enough to be alarming. short limbs with large, webbed paws, and a cropped tail. the bobcat's coat is predominantly blond, a light, sandy color with soft cinnamon accents. his fur is short, cropped, with the slightest curve of fur on top of his head. there are flecks of silver, mostly from stress, dotting his short muzzle; with a small pink nose and long translucent whiskers. his ears are large and pointed with soft brown tufts at the top, mostly black in hue with an ivory diamond pattern on the back of both. his eyes are a stunning sort of blue - lapis lazuli in shade, alight with emotion, whether it be good or bad. this man can often be found wearing a tan / cream or blue jumper and silver dog tags, often worn to conceal the scarred tissue on his shoulder; a large, starburst-shaped gunshot wound acquired years ago. the edges are frayed and wrinkled, a tender pink color despite being old, not pretty in the slightest. he does not like to talk about it, and usually won't.
injuries; semi-permanent limp ( psychosomatic disorder )
and god, you love to argue, you can't play guitar
★ PINTSIZED POWERHOUSE | ISTJ PERSONALITY TYPE | [ i ] [ ii ]
— john is a very complex man, to most. a former army doctor, his mind suffering from the memory of war and the too-fresh memory of his best friends suicide. he tends to bottle up his anger, until pushed past his breaking point and letting go in sharp outbursts, harming any and all those around him with spiteful words. although he is bit daft when it comes to certain things, watson is not a stupid man ( he is, after all, an army surgeon ), but he does not have holmes' insight. he serves as a foil: the ordinary man against the brilliant, emotionally-detached analytical machine that holmes can sometimes be. he prefers working with objective data, facts, and details and has an immaculate memory to store past experiences which he draws upon for guidance. he is extremely focused, self-assured, and his interests lie in few subjects that he has worked to acquire extensive knowledge about. after john was discharged and sent back to england from afghanistan, he subconsciously felt inadequate or crippled; as if he had been stripped of his purpose. these feelings, combined with the physical trauma he experienced, may have manifested itself into what became his psychosomatic limp (somatoform disorder). his feelings of being mentally or emotionally crippled seemed to have digressed into a physical sensation. watson also suffers from a form of post-traumatic stress disorder, resulting in night terrors and little sleep.
but still, let me tell you that i love who you are
★ VERY HEAVILY CLOSETED | " NOT GAY™ " | [ i ] [color=#E7E8EC] [ ii ]
[color=#E7E8EC]★ no crush | no maybe crush | no predetermined love interest
[color=#E7E8EC]★ a bit iffy about love | still grieving over sherlock | rules of engagement
[color=#E7E8EC]★ a bit of a flirt, john has been known to go out of his way to romance the subject of his attention. he is in no way a womanizer, most of his dates having ended in disaster either due to sherlock's interference or his habit of rushing off to help whenever he can. the man is decidedly not gay, but bisexual, and will be very quick to correct you on the fact. john is used to initiating any sort of flirting, and if flirted with first, may become flustered and stutter. he is not necessarily prone to blushing, but it will be well-hidden if it occurs.
[color=#e7e8ec]let me tell you i love who you are
[color=#E7E8EC]★ [abbr=heat and x-ray vision, soundwave and molecule manipulation, venomous sydney funnel web spider fangs, ability to give and take pain, multiple possessions]HOVER FOR POWERS[/abbr] | MASTERY: [ 100% ]
[color=#E7E8EC]★ not only has he been through extensive army training, john retains several powers each practiced and mastered. despite this, he often uses his abilities to heal rather than fight, preferring physical combat if a fight is initiated. his hand is steady and moves calculated, can very easily break or sprain limbs, and able to get himself out of many threatening positions. if engaged in battle, i will determine whether your attack hits or misses using a [color=#e7e8ec]number generator, eleven and below meaning your attack misses, twelve and above meaning it hits. due to his training and experience, his difficulty level is extreme physically, but lacking mentally. attack in [color=#e7e8ec]#e7e8ec.
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