things tagged with sherlock roleplay

“How have you been? It’s been awhile, hasn’t it?”

Resting quietly in bed as she attempted to fall asleep, Molly’s eyes opened when she thought she heard a sound coming from outside of her room. No. It couldn’t be anyone. It was just the wind. That was what she thought to reassure herself in her half asleep stupor, wishing nothing more for the noise to stop and to be able to sleep.

Molly [ mol-ee ] n.
                        a female cat; also known as a queen

                                  ♔ Semi-selective independent Molly Hooper
                                                 from the BBC’s ‘Sherlock’
                                        ♔ Mainverse is set post season 3;
                                        compatible to do previous timelines
                                     ♔ 6+ years of role-playing experience
                                                 ♔ Multiverse & Multiship
                                  ♔ Writing style varies from scrip to novella;
                                                       uses gifs & icons
                                 ♔ NSFW tagged accordingly but no smut

          { Saint Barts } { Inquire } { You always Counted } { Pathology Reports }

“I don’t really tell anyone about the fact I play… I’m not really that good at it. It’s just something I do when I have the free time.”

“Could you please be quiet. This is the library, you know.”

“What are you doing here? Who let you in?”

Like this for a short starter. I’ll actually do these. Just remember to read my guidelines first.

“Oh… Is it father’s day again? I didn’t realise.”

Working the graveyard shift at Barts was rarely exciting and this one seemed even more boring than normal. Molly had done all of the paperwork she could do and she was running out of thing to clean and tidy. Moving to sit down at her desk, she rubbed her eyes as she attempted to wipe away the vestiges of sleep that had been trying to take over her for the past hour or so.

She rested her head on her hands which were rested lightly on her desk. It would hurt to rest her eyes for a minute. It would only be for a minute… That’s all… Just a minute.

Molly was soon dozing at her desk, none the wiser as to who had just entered the morgue.

OOC: I’m in the mood for fluffy Sherlolly right now. I want to do it badly. Is there anyone up for it?