#john watson roleplay blog

[consult-johnhwatson]

Bellingham just saved England's football honour with an overhead kick in the last minute. Now there's still a chance to win. Go Three Lions!

[consult-johnhwatson]

You alright there? Making a lot of confessions lately. Unnecessary confessions, at that. Are you up to something?

Before the election results are officially in, I have to make a confession. Something that I should have done a long time ago.

John, I lov-

[detectivesholmes]

John convinced me, or rather pestered me, to join this social media website. He told me that the listeners of his podcast want to see me here. One listener has been particularly persistent. I think John called them something along the lines of a chaotic frying pan. Whatever that means. So here I am. Don't make me regret this.

[docjwatsonmdblog]

Hope is still alive. John Watson might have a date tonight. He's still got it people!

[johnhwatsonblog]

People tell me I type like I’m using a typewriter instead of a laptop. Is that what this is about?

[thescienceofdeductionblogs]

How up to date are you with pop culture?

Probably depends on the topic. John keeps me up to date with his tedious movie and telly nights. Now I know far too much about James Bond.

-SH

[medstudwatson]

I get so many likes on all my posts. Like 10. 10 people out there are interested in me? Hi 10 friends!

[sherlockbbcrp]

Welcome to the Tumblr BBC Sherlock Roleplay.

Our roleplay consists of @thescienceofdeductionblogs and @johnhwatsonblogs.

Want to join the fun as a character? Write me a message and we can talk about it :)

-SH

[dr-johnhwatson]

My new flatmate

So, last night I went to look at the flat. It’s pretty decent actually. Sherlock had already moved in so it was a bit of a mess but that ’s actually a nice change from where I was before.

And the madman himself? He’s fascinating…

Arrogant, imperious, pompous. He’s not safe, I know that much. I’m not going to be bored and I doubt we’re going to be arguing about whose turn it is to pay the gas bill or what we’re going to watch on the telly. And yeah, he is probably most likely definitely mad. But, he knows a couple of nice restaurants so he’s not all bad.

So yes, we had a quick look at the flat and chatted to the landlady. Then the police came and asked Sherlock to look at a body so we went along to a crime scene, then we chased through the streets of London after a killer and Sherlock solved the serial suicides/murder thing.

And then we went to this great Chinese restaurant where my fortune cookie said ‘There is nothing new under the sun. It has all been done before. ’ After the night I’d had, I beg to differ.

[docjwatsonmdblogposts]

Favorite beverage?

[tamerlane-holmes]

OOC: This is my BBC Sherlock OC blog! In this post, I will introduce my character and list some roleplay rules. (This blog is ran/moderated by @cosmicbobatea)

Name: Tamerlane Ensley Holmes

Nicknames: Tam, Tammy (childhood nickname, family use only.)

Age range: 20s-30s

Gender: Male

Pronouns: He/Him

Sexuality: Gay (crushes/relationships are complicated. he doesn’t have the best luck.)

Skin color: White

Hair color/texture: Brown, short, wavy

Eye color: Hazel

Height: 5’8” (slightly taller than John but shorter than Sherlock)

Body shape: Lean, slightly muscular

Typical clothing: Suits in greys, browns, or blues

Friends/Allies: John Watson, D.I. Greg Lestrade, Dr. Molly Hooper, Mary Morstan/Watson

-He is the youngest of the four Holmes children, after Mycroft, Sherlock, and Eurus. He was too young to remember much of Eurus at all before she was sent to Sherrinford.

-While he might not be as particularly intelligent as his siblings, he’s better at dealing with people. He has a talent/skill regarding persuasion and charm that even his siblings seem to have at least some respect for. Sherlock has asked him to use his talent to gain information from suspects or witnesses a few times.

-He is a quitting smoker, along with his brothers, and sometimes relapses.

-He loves tea. He can’t live without it. Jokingly, he has suggested having an addiction to it.

-He sometimes has difficulty expressing his emotions easily/openly.

-He works as an actor for community theater.

-He’s skilled in lock-picking. (It’s sort of a hobby)

-He has a love/hate relationship with Moriarty.

~ ROLEPLAY RULES ~

- Don't be rude. Just because the mod is an adult, doesn't mean they're going to tolerate rude behavior.

- No NSFW. Some innuendo content is fine, but no images please.

- Cursing is fine for the most part, but please refrain from using slurs whatsoever.

- Homophobia, transphobia, racism, pedophilia, xenophobia, etc. will not be tolerated.

- If you want to interact as a character, use anonymous ask. Character blogs are perfectly fine.

- If you want to send art in asks, please do, by all means, but keep it SFW.

- Do not spam asks!

- For any OOC (out of character) asks, please specify in your ask.

[consult-johnhwatson]

Many New Beginnings

I hardly feel I deserve so many. Multiple times in my life have I made some truly, awful, mistakes. In the past I always found myself trailing after Sherlock, and being fulfilled in ways I never thought would be possible again after Afghanistan. The very first time I was caught up in the shadow that was Sherlock, I ended up following after him - after he continuously abandoned me! I might add - only to save his arse.

So, for a long time, our relationship was as follows; He might give me a vague hint on where he would dash off to next, I'd scurry to catch up, only to find if he would have waited for me or communicate with me, the situation would have went far smoother!

I'm not sure when it started changing, or originally. If I had to pin point, it might have been around the time we first got up close and personal with a Mr. Jim Moriarty.

Sherlock must have realized, the value in communication. Something that, on surface level we managed well. On a deeper level, you've all seen us struggle with ourselves emotionally. We only grew closer, until-

The fall, everyone loves to dub it.

I had fallen into such devastation by this betrayal of trust and communication, the only thing I felt I could once trust in Sherlock, I simply forgot that this man was suffering the same as I was. That he was completely alone for those two years as well.

Only, I wasn't truly alone. I met Mary, and I would not be here today without her. I know that. So would it be a crime when I say to keep it polite about her? I loved her and she was my life. Just as much as Sherlock is my life.

Sherlock forced me to accept his apology that day in the train, but it was as genuine as I can be. This anger's always been so hard to ignore, it would come out at Mary, and it's only grown over time. Sherlock would always try to communicate, he always spoke to me. Even if it was something so unbelievable, I trusted him. For awhile, he understood. He couldn't run off without me.

This was years ago still. I know it all started declining after... Well, Culverton Smith. I wonder if I properly wrote up that case, there was so much we would love to have forgotten. Sherlock and I.

I almost lost him, and not only by the hand of Mr. Smith.

Our relationship since, has been rocky at best. I never gave up, and in his own ways neither did he. Somewhere, we fell back into this dynamic. He runs off without me, and I let him. Neither of us would have been able to tell you who started it, but relationships are 50/50, you know.

When I finally had, so hesitatingly, just gotten this relationship? I wasn't prepared, but I'd have been out of my mind to not accept what we'd always worked on wanting.

Only to see him run off with Mr. Jim Moriarty, the man who single handedly started our path of love and destruction. The fall is a sore subject, a raw wound barely treated. I was so overwhelmed with - I wasn't there to protect him! - danger, betrayal, mistrust, lack of communication, all over again!

I said and did things that are unacceptable, and I'll be remorseful for them for as long as I live. This anger, I can't guarantee I'll get rid of it completely, and I've found I was in need of professional help in this regard. It may still come out, but I am working on this. We are working on this. I am working on making sure this will not be a repeated event; but this includes working on the communication between Sherlock and I again.

I stepped back to work on this, on myself, but now I am willing to open up and look back on this space. Where we can go forward, together, in this new time. I hope that, while it's not been a long amount of time, but two months away from this all has really helped thus far. I'm happy to be back here with you, and to grow by Sherlock's side once more.

[consult-sherlockholmes]

Many happy returns (to Tumblr)

Happy Birthday, @consult-johnhwatson. How poetic to create or 'birth' a new blog on your birthday. Welcome back to Tumblr. May your return to Tumblr be calm and blessed. And may your adversaries become hypoxic with envy.

Raise your glasses. I hope you enjoyed your party tonight.

[edward-evans-blog]

Edward Evans Blog [Entry #2]

“The Sculpture.. [Part 1/?]”

Hello Dear Readers.

I am shocked at the followers I’ve managed to gain in the first few days of my blog being up. I also wish to thank you all for the “reblogs” and likes.

Anyways, I know why your here so I’ll get on with it. This is the story of Percy and I’s first case… the case of ‘The Sculpture’.

The day started off as another, I woke up and did my daily routine of going for a run, taking a shower, eating my breakfast well I watched the birds and such.. then when I was getting ready for my morning lecture I noticed, Percy, looking madly through the papers.

Though that wasn’t too weird. He’d been doing that for days without even saying a word to me- which I didn’t mind Because he’s quite the weird fellow.. anytime I can get not to hear him ill take it. But of course It was very short lived, as Percy Jumped up on the Couch and cheered with delight. I asked what the matter was- well after I asked him to sit back down as I didn’t want him standing on my couch. Once he calmed down he told me that he found ‘a case’ whatever that means. Either way I congratulated him and left for my lecture.

A few Hours had passed after that and I made my way into the apartment I saw it. Percy on the floor in the middle of a whirlwind of papers. The apartment was in shambles.

“PERCY WHAT THE HELL-“

“Shhh.. Im working Eddie.”

“Working??? On what!? This is a bloody mess and- oh- no no no! Why is there a knife in the wall, Percy!!!”

There was a knife holding a paper in the wall

“Hm? Oh that. Thats just some evidence for the case.”

“Case-?”

“Yes. Remember the one I told you about this morning.”

Thats when I remembered the excitement in the morning… I hadn’t paid much attention to this so called ‘case’ he had told me about because I was more focused on getting him off the couch but I suppose it was something important.

“Percy… prey tell.. what do you mean by ‘case.’”

After that Percy had told me that apparently he wanted to become a Consulting Detective like his uncle Sherlock.. not because he wanted to.. because he was.. bored. And apparently he was sick of his uncle being the only one in the world. Though I could tell he was quite excited about this. But if im being honest I don’t quite care what the man does, as long as he pays his half of the rent and leaves me alone I really could care less, but the mess HAD to go.

“Ok.. Percy tell me.. whats with all those papers in my lounge room??”

“Oh yes- its all the information and possibly Intel I have on my case so far.”

“… and what do you have so far?”

“Not much… theres a killer and after he kills a victim he leaves a perfect Sculpture of them left behind. Later the body’s are found miles away from the sights the sculpture’s are found and-“

“-im sorry- the killer is making Sculptures of his victims???”

“Yes Eddie do try to keep up.”

“Its actually Edward-“

“-so thats all I have on the killer so far. Though I do think I know where he’s going to target next. Thats why we need to go to this place.”

Percy held out a pan-flip in front of my face. It was for one of the most fancy restaurants in the area.

“Percy.. we literally live in a one bedroom apartment what makes you think you can afford to go here.”

“My dads practically the British government. I can do as I please. Now get dressed. We’ve a Restaurant to go to.”

“Ok- wait me to???”

Percy Gave no further explanation. He also didn’t tell me why he needed me there, though I thought it was best not to question him.. if it means I get to eat at a fancy restaurant that is.

When we got there I ate and Percy kept a look out for the killer, But after an hour of nothing Percy started getting frustrated.

“Where. Is. He.”

“Look maybe he’s just running a little late… or..”

“Or?”

“Or you were wron-“

“Im never wrong.”

“…sure. Well Im going to the washroom. Have fun not being wrong.”

When I got to the restroom however I was met with a disturbing surprise that had me running back to our table. Where I as calmly as possible Told Percy to follow me..

“PERCY GET UP THERES A HUGE SCULPTURE IN THE WASHROOM!”

After Percy saw it he smiled. Who on earth smiles at a crime scene??? Bloody Percy Holmes, that’s who.

Of course I suggested we call the cops but oh no no no, Percy had other plans. He took a sample of the clay sculpture and a few photos on my mobile while he started to- wait. My mobile?? How..

“Ah right I took your phone when you were eating.”

“…why.”

“So I could take a photo of the Sculpture when you found it without having to explain to someone why I have evidence on my phone.”

“Wait you knew I’d find the sculpture in here- …WAIT WHAT DO I DO IF I HAVE TO EXPLAIN WHY I HAVE EVIDENCE ON MY PHONE???”

Percy just shrugged back at me as he got up and started heading to the door.

“I already paid the bill and called the police. They should be here in about 2 minutes so I suggest if you don’t wish to have to explain the photos you get out of here with me.”

Percy may be weird but I know better then to ignore someone when im warned, so I followed close behind as the sound of police sirens began filled the air…

[Too be Continued]

Thank you for reading Part 1 of The sculpture!! Part 2 will be posted tomorrow so keep an eye out for it!!

-Edward Evans

[docjwatsonmdblog]

I'm meeting my potential new flatmate today. Stamo will introduce us. Wish me luck!

[johnhwatsonblog]

Hi, Dr. Watson! What’s your most cherished yet domestic moment you’ve shared with Sherlock? Also, what was your dream job as a kid? Was it anything other than a doctor?

Hello there.

Most cherished domestic moment? Mmh. I’m not sure I want to share my moments of domestic bliss online. Not because I’m a prude. I just don’t want to boast, you know…

And I was quite credulous as a child, so I had this naive, ridiculous aspiration to change the world for the better, for good, by ‘doing’ good myself.

But, I learned the hard way that the world does what it wants, and that there’s no objective truth about what ‘good’ entails.