#morbrookmor

[bbc-sherlock-rp-blog]

What I RP

BBC Sherlock (no crossovers)

Ships: Mormor, Johnlock, Sheriarty, Johniarty, Johnbastian, Jimcest, Severich, Sevrich, Morancest, Mor4, Mystrade, MorJohnMor, MorBrookMor

AUs: A/B/O, Royalty, Mpreg, Teenagers, Greasers, Professor/Student, Werewolf/Vampire/Supernatural Creatures

Few triggers, okay with most kinks and smut

[apathyandmischief]

Kinda starting to regret adding more mors to my ships...

[kieren-fucking-walker]

Prompts

Okay. I’m bored I want to write.

I’m currently taking prompts for:

Jim/Sebastian

Jim/Richard

Jim/Richard/Sebastian

Sebastian/Richard.

Hit me up with a prompt in my askbox, it can be one word, or a whole paragraph, whatever strikes your fancy.

At this moment in time, I’m not writing porn (which is weird given the ships, but still.) That doesn’t mean to say that I won’t write something with sexual undertones, just no outright porn, sorry.

So yeah, go right ahead and prompt me.

[kieren-fucking-walker]

Okay. I'm bored I want to write.

I'm currently taking prompts for:

Jim/Sebastian

Jim/Richard

Jim/Richard/Sebastian

Sebastian/Richard.

Hit me up with a prompt in my askbox, it can be one word, or a whole paragraph, whatever strikes your fancy.

At this moment in time, I'm not writing porn (which is weird given the ships, but still.) That doesn't mean to say that I won't write something with sexual undertones, just no outright porn, sorry.

So yeah, go right ahead and prompt me.

[stopbarrystop]

for dontbotheritsjolly. real quick fluff.

Richard frowned at his mobile for a second, and then his face cleared like the sky after a storm, and he started scribbling with his index finger over the touchscreen, a little smile playing over his lips.

"I don't get it," said Sebastian from the other end of the couch, looking up from his book to peer over Rich's shoulder. "If you and Jim are like... two parts of the same person?"

"Alters," said Rich absentmindedly.

"Right, alters... how do you play games together? You can't both be there at the same time."

"Exactly," said Richard, as his score popped up on the screen with a ding. He gathered his legs up to hug against his body on the couch and slipped the phone back into his pocket. "I don't have much memory of what he does when he's out, so he can take his turn then. And you know we've got different mobiles; there's no way he'd let me touch his."

"Alright, then," said Seb, turning it over in his head. It made as much sense as anything else about this situation, he supposed.

"Besides, I do enjoy how soundly I can beat him at Draw Something."

"Yeah, well," said Seb with an affectionate smile. "I hear he kicks your arse in Mafia World."