Sherlock  was walking across campus with a nervous grin - today marked 6 months with John and he'd had told him he was going to be busy all night with experiments so he could surprise him. Hair fixed, he looked down at the carefully chosen flowers, entering without knocking as he often did, calling out. Immediately his blood ran cold when he saw his John on top of that blonde girl. Kissing her. The flowers dropped as he turned on his heel, refusing to break down before he found his own dorm. — Anonymous
“Sherlock,” a voice called out from the living room of 221B. “Sherlock,” the doctor tried more forcefully. He was standing in front of an open cupboard, an occurrence which was surprisingly common in the life of Sherlock and John, given how fond Sherlock was of hiding things in it. This particular day though he was standing beside an A3 poster blue tacked to the inside of the door, various activities and rewards written out in permanent marker while in his hand was a packet of $2 shop stickers. — Anonymous
Sherlock had used John's voice, over and over in his head to stay sane in that cell. The torture would have killed him, had him begging to die without John's voice. And now, he was looking at hearing him once more... for real again. Stepping out of the freezing winter and into the flat, it was pure nostalgia as he knocked at John's bedroom door. "I'm back..." he whispered to himself. Then a little louder, "John?" — Anonymous
[Sherlock has been saving draft messages on his phone to John. This one was accidentally sent.] Sometimes I want to tell you that my feelings, yes I have them, go beyond friendship. I'm unsure what they mean... I want to take your gun and blow them out of my head. It was always you, John. -SH — Anonymous
I wanna apologize for everyone that I’m not answering in RPs via email.
My life is currently turning up side down and I barely have time to breath.
Hi I was just wondering why on the submissions do you put a link to your blog after after giving the credit to the people who wrote it? Why the link to yours...? — Anonymous
I stopped doing that, actually. The link to this blog is in the older submissions because some time ago, it was a rule that to use the prompt, the person would have to give credit to the owner of the prompt and tell where they found the prompt, so the other player can get to know this blog and also share their prompts. But some people told me that when they put the two blogs, or even just one, people don’t answer, so I stopped putting the link. Now I just put the credit, which is not necessary to copy when copying to omegle. Now I just ask the person to tell the other player where they found the prompt, so they can come here and see the credit by themselves and share their prompts.
[Teen!Lock.] For all intents and purpouses, Sherlock was actually looking forward to the trip to Surrey - not for spending the whole weekend with whoever he had to share a room with, but mainly the bees he’d get to watch if he could sneak away from the teachers and the idiotic tour guide they’d met earlier that day.
"Sherlock Holmes!" the professor called, "rooming with John Watson." A collective sigh of relief could be heard from half the students as the blond Rugby player nudged him. It could have been much worse than sharing a room with one of the very few people in his class he got along with, even if he did have a rather undeniable fondness for him.
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I've been roleplaying on omegle for some time but I was wondering what are most tags people use? — Anonymous
I think teenlock and unilock are the most common, but there’s also femlock, I think.
Here’s some tags that I’ve posted a while ago
- teenlock (they are between 13-19 years old)
- unilock (they are in the University)
- punklock (one or both of them is a punk/dresses as a punk)
- greaserlock (One of them is generally a nerd and the other is a greaser bad boy, usually in the 60s)
- teacherlock (One of them is a teacher and the other is a student)
- femlock (one or both of them is a female)
- zombielock (happens in a zombie apocalypse.)
- Potterlock (Harry Potter universe)
- vamplock (vampires!)
- werelock (werewolves!)
- winglock (don’t ask me to explain why, but one of them or both has wings)
- demonlock (demons)
- piratelock (it plays with the idea that Sherlock wanted to be a pirate as a kid. So it’s set in the past or in a completely alternate universe where pirates are still a thing)
- mermaidLock (mermaids)
- Kidlock (Sherlock as a kid)
- Wholock/Superlock/Superwholock (crossover with Doctor Who, Supernatural or both)
- Catlock (they are cats)
- Omegaverse (it’s omegaverse)
John’s sudden spur of love for photography was at first seemingly irritating. The man would always be seen carrying the large device everywhere they went. He was constantly adjusting the lenses and finding some sort of excuse to snap a picture of whatever setting that lay bare before them that just had to be captured in that specific type of lighting or because of the meaning that hid behind whatever scene that they might have passed through. Never lest the mention of the on-going ‘click’ of a certain ex-army doctor’s camera that was driving Sherlock to insanity. John was always rambling on about how inspiration is important to the eye of the photographer, and Sherlock deemed the information somewhat useful as John was always an expertise on the emotional state of normal people. The knowledge he had kept filed away in the back of his mind palace under ‘relevant’ for future references came to mind when he woke up to a camera shoved in his face, not only five hours later when he went to sleep on the behalf of John’s persistent concern of his well-being.
"What are you doing?" He asked with furrowed eyebrows and gaze set directly on his flatmate who looked as if he’d been caught with his hand in the cookie jar.