bleeding heart

❝i love you❞

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;behind the pathologist✿  

sorry I was gone so long! I was trying to get stuff settled on my other blog   Molly and I are back  (●ω●✿)

[findmeoniironbled]

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STRANGER DANGER, isn’t that how it always went? Pretty, doe eyes study him, deciding in a rather b o l d move to answer. “No, I don’t think so.” 

“Do you always lead with that?”

“do you want the truth or-?”

an eyebrow raised in her direction and tony realised then that his words had come out a little differently to how they had hoped. “i just meant i need a hand with something. is that no you’re not free or no you are free?”

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She arches a similar brow in his direction, pursing soft, pink lips at him. Her arms folded over her chest, but no matter how FISHY the whole thing was. She was still curious, and after all, curiosity killed the cat. She wasn’t quite sure if the satisfaction would bring her back however, 

“Yes, I’m free... Why?” 

[gotycu-blog]

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She HUMS softly, delicate fingers playing with the foil wrapping of the sweet. Her legs shifting to the side, her body wriggling slightly closer to his.           She fiddles with the buttons on the remote he handed her, trying to find anything remotely resembling Netflix.                                                          “What are you up for? Drama? Comedy?” 

“Or can I make you watch Disney?”

      Sherlock turns his head as she fiddles with the wrapper, his arm draped along the armrest of the sofa as he crosses his long legs at the ankles and props them up on the table. He’d been surprised, admittedly, when he’d asked how he could make it up to her for the whole Euros incident and she’d suggested THIS. He’d assumed she’d want a meal. Not a night in watching TV.

     “They’re the ones with the singing mice and lions?” 

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“Not just mice and lions, all kinds of animals,” she’s unwrapping another chocolate. She chews thoughtfully, trying to morph both scraps of foil into a shape. It looks decidedly swan-ish. She gives a small shrug, picking the remote back up from her lap to fiddle with it.                              “Sleeping Beauty was always my favorite,”

“You have that one on here somewhere?”

[moriartyproperty]

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@moriartyproperty based on X.

It’s been DAYS, and he hasn’t said anything of importance. Not an explanation, not a ‘I kidnapped you because -’, it’s all been simple things. Take a look at this through a microscope, test this, read that.                                           And she SHOULD be righteously angry, furious even. Every time she remotely works up the n e r v e to say anything, she meets his gaze and BLANKS. 

His eyes are a fathomless blue, different from HIS and dare she think it - prettier. The man himself is remarkably pretty, and PRETTY has a history of making her go stupid. It’s currently another one of these moments where he jerks the gun at her in a shooing motion and she parts soft, pink lips to say - 

“You w-want me to do what?”

This job had been something else, to say the least. Sure, he could take a hostage, but this woman wasn’t hostile whatsoever, nor did she have any information he required. The orders were very clear: no pain can be inflicted, no harm can be done, which made everything rather boring, and make sure dearest Molly doesn’t talk. It most certainly wasn’t his type of job, but it had to be done by someone trustworthy, someone who already knew just about everything. “Sit down over there. I’ve got a new little experiment just for you.” he replied, trying to keep the woman busy. She certainly wasn’t going anywhere any time soon. “Got some blood samples you’re going to take a look at today. Simply write down whatever you can find and tell me all about it next time I come to pay you a visit. Can you do that for me?” 

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Her fingers are TREMBLING, she stretches them before they curl into a fist. Little nails digging moons into her palm, soft lips part before she moves to nibbling on the bottom one. 

“You just want me to look at them?” She’s forcing herself not to rove her gaze over his too sharp cheekbones as though he were a work of ART. “Of course I can do it, But I don’t have a choice though, do I?” 

“You can’t just KEEP me here and not tell me why.” Her chin juts forward as though she’s trying to be tough. A  m o u s e in front of a LION.

[musingmemes]

   jealous / possessive  meme

“ you’re mine. you hear me? ”

“ were you with him/her? ” 

“ why is she/he calling you? ”

“ do they know we’re together? ”

“ were you with him/her? ”

“ i don’t want you seeing them anymore ”

“ did she/he make a pass at you? ”

“ i know you were with her/him ”

“ you belong to me ”

“ i can’t believe you were with her/him ”

“ i don’t like the way he’s/she’s looking at you ”

“im NOT jealous ”

“ i thought you only had eyes for me ”

“ he/she can’t make you feel the way i make you feel ”

“ you’re too good for her/him  ”

“is there someone else?”

“ you were flirting with them ”

“ they were flirting with you ”

“ i don’t want you talking to them again ”

“ i can’t stop picturing you with him/her ”

“ the thought of you with him/her makes me sick ”

“ tell me i have nothing to worry about ”

[lesstalkmoreillustration]

[pocord14]

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;behind the pathologist✿

trying to start up my other blog, I miss Katherine                                             You can find me HERE, come and love her  (●ω●✿)

[hushedmusings]

PIN MY MUSE

[adangerouspsychopath-arc]

hushedmusings

Send “UNF” to pin my muse against the wall with DESIRE

Send “UGH” to pin my muse against the wall from FURY

Send “DONT” to pin my muse against the wall to prevent them from LEAVING

Send “AH” to pin my muse against the wall but letting a RANDOMIZER choose

[marshmallow-blossoms]

You can make it through this 💕

[silvcrlightning-deactivated2017]

mcttered,

Delicate fingers of one hand shove into her pockets, the others run through her hair. Her head tilts gently in his direction, pretty, doe eyes roving over him before her glossed lips settle on an amused smirk. “I like the goggles,”

“What’re you, a pilot or something?”

Hand held a delicious and small sponge cake, filled with cream in the middle while his gaze rested upon the river in front of him. Lips curled into a smile when an unknown voice reached his ears. “I like them too.”

“Nah, I’m just fast.”

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“Fast?” There’s a rich, little laugh that leaves her, sneaker clad feet bringing her closer to his side. She nibbles on her bottom lip in thought, tucking an errant lock of hair behind her ear. 

“So you’re like a marathon runner?” She bounces on her toes a bit, there’s a sudden GASP,  bringing pastel, pink nails to her lips in an excited little movement. 

“Or are you the FLASH?”

[qweretta]

[jcmmes-deactivated20170727]

❝WATCH  ME  R I S E.❞

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;behind the pathologist✿

ugh I hate analysis essays, I’ll be lurking on here throughout the day           and on my second blog - @hcusecat                                                   Hopefully, I can get done soon.. if I don’t get distracted

[qweretta]

[shaded-of-cool-blog]

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; @geniusofdeduction con. from X.

EMBARRASSMENT doesn’t even begin to cover it, more like completely and totally mortified. Soft, pink lips part as she takes in the lace of her current attire before back to the screen. Oh my god. She’d never actually PRAYED the Earth would swallow her whole before. 

[ text: SH ]: Oh my god. That was - I didn’t - Oh my god.                                 Delicate little fingers are trying desperately to form words past her TREMBLES.

She blinks at his next message, brow furrowing in a entirely confused mosaic of pale features. Her mind TWISTING itself into an even worse mess at the wonder of why he would care who they’re for.

[ text: SH ]: I’m not telling you who they were meant for!