kittwatson-blog

[kittwatson-blog]

Colors Of The Wind from Pocahontas on a Harp w/ Maple 🐶 “Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon?”

#wow

[kittwatson-blog]

Kitt laughs. "And I suppose I'm not allowed to hear of those stories, either?"

open;

“Uh-huh. Sometimes he tells stories of Da that even John doesn’ know.” his eyes glance down to her hands, watching her shuffle and fiddle around. If only his hands were big enough to do the same…

#william-hamish

[kittwatson-blog]

Kitt smiled graciously. "I understand," she says. "Sherlock and John sent me here for the writer's bookbag. I hope it's not too much of an inconvience. They would have came but they're off doing God knows what..." she trails off with a shy grin.

kitt:

She holds out a hand. “You probably don’t remember me…” she pauses. “I’m John’s sister?”

    Taking it, he gave it a firm shake before letting it drop gently. “Oh. Right, right. Think we met once or twice. Meet a lot of people, me.”

#ooc; meaning she's on a case just an FYI :-) #tenaciousgreg

[kittwatson-blog]

Kitt smirked at Molly as the cab began to roll forward. "As much as anyone can know Sherlock Holmes, I suppose..." she pauses to gauge Molly's reaction. "I'm John's sister. It's lovely to meet you."

♘ (psst: hi there)

The door of the cab was wrenched open, and Molly stuck her head around, unaware that the door had been pulled open on the other side, too. She was in a hurry; she just got a text from Sherlock, and it sounded urgent. 

“221B Baker Street, please.” She said, as she climbed in, before realising she wasn’t quite alone. 

@kittwatson

#ooc; sorry it took forever and ten years #jollyhoooper

[kittwatson-blog]

So sorry. Back now.

#online

[kittwatson-blog]

ooc; hello again

Sorry for the slight hiatus. I got a job and everything’s been sort of wack around here. I’ll try to catch up with everything now!

#ooc

[kittwatson-blog]

Kitt needs her brother. Message me if you're interested. (PS: my mailbox is not working, so just send me fanmail or, heck, even like this post and I’ll get in touch)

#john watson rp #open john watson rp #sherlock rp #watson family

[kittwatson-blog]

open;

John's left for the night. Sherlock is watching crap telly. I'm making cake and listening to him go on about all of the obvious clues on a new crime show. This is slowly killing me. 

#ooc; i just got ice cream in my eye #open sherlock rp

[kittwatson-blog]

Casual reminder about sending me memes;

If you are hesitant to do so because-

Our characters don’t know each other/don’t interact in canon

I don’t care

Send me the meme

Do it

You think I’m swamped with memes/replies

I probably am

I don’t care

Do it

Seriously, unless I say ‘don’t do it,’ do it

You assume that I don’t want to interact

?????????????????

What the even heck

Send me the meme

You think I don’t like you

Stop this

ILY, I promise

I will love you more if you send me the meme

Just kidding I will love you either way

But really

The meme

Send it

You’re afraid you might be breaking one of my rules by sending it

Check my rules

If you’re on mobile, drop me an ask and make sure it’s okay

If it’s all good, then send the meme

Tl;dr- Send me the memes.

[kittwatson-blog]

♡

#ae

[kittwatson-blog]

#ae

[kittwatson-blog]

#ae

[kittwatson-blog]

Kitt grimaced. "Sorry, Elizabeth. Forgot about your..." she points to her tongue. Then she whips back to Sherlock. "You should be ashamed of yourself! Numbing your sister's tongue!" she says to the oldest brother who seems pleased with himself. "If John ever did something like to me I'd..." Sherlock sighs loudly,causing Kitt to stop mid-sentence. "John's not smart enough to figure out how to do it..." he raises his eyebrows with a sarcastic smile. Then he heads to the kitchen. "Should be gone in an hour." "What?" Kitt asks over her shoulder. She was patting Elizabeth's back in comfort. "Her tongue," he replies. "The numbing will go down in an hour. Then she can scream at me all she wants." <><><> An hour later <><><>

starter with // lovemorgupaludan

“Grrr….” Again, angry cat noises were all she was getting. It would have been a ‘SAVE IT, JUDAS.’ But no, it didn’t have the same sense of betrayal when it was said with a numb tongue.

#ooc; figured there was not much to go on until you could speak again LOL #ooc; up to you #elizabeth holmes

[kittwatson-blog]

Kitt straightened her blouse and exhaled. They were too much for her blood pressure. Eventually the two of them would kill her; she swore to it. "Anyway," Kitt sighed. "Sherlock, what do you want with John? You're not taking him anywhere dangerous are you?" Sherlock flopped down on the couch and crossed his feet over the armrest. "Where else?" he shrugged nonchalantly. Kitt frowned. "John's got a newborn!" she protests. Then she turns to Elizabeth. "Help me out here..." she pleads.

starter with // lovemorgupaludan

“Grrr….” Again, angry cat noises were all she was getting. It would have been a ‘SAVE IT, JUDAS.’ But no, it didn’t have the same sense of betrayal when it was said with a numb tongue.

#elizabeth holmes #ooc; gfd sherlock

[kittwatson-blog]

She holds out a hand. "You probably don't remember me..." she pauses. "I'm John's sister?"

kitt:

tenaciousgreg started following you

“Mr. Lestrade.”

     “What’s that?” He turned towards the voice, looking at the woman. “Hello.”

#tenaciousgreg #lestrade

[kittwatson-blog]

"Not all bad," Kitt replies with a smile. "John likes you. Sherlock on the other hand..." she shrugs, sparing him the details. "Anyway, why are you here?" She opens the door of 221B a bit more to let him in and moves out of the way for the oldest Holmes boy.

kitt:

bbcmycroft started following you

“Oh,” Kitt smiles. “Have I heard stories about you…”

     “All bad, I am guessing.”

#bbcmycroft

[kittwatson-blog]

Kitt smirked, patting the seat next to her. "Come on, I'm headed where you are." Kitt then leans forward to the cab driver. "I've got her tab."

♘ (psst: hi there)

The door of the cab was wrenched open, and Molly stuck her head around, unaware that the door had been pulled open on the other side, too. She was in a hurry; she just got a text from Sherlock, and it sounded urgent. 

“221B Baker Street, please.” She said, as she climbed in, before realising she wasn’t quite alone. 

@kittwatson

#ooc; sorry she's like overly friendly #molly hooper #molly-molls-hooper