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ɪ sᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴄᴄᴜsᴇᴅ ᴏғ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴀɴ ᴀᴜᴅᴀᴄɪᴏᴜs ʀᴇᴅᴇᴇᴍᴇʀ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ᴄʜᴀʀɢᴇ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ᴅᴇɴʏ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʀᴇғᴜsᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴀʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ sᴄʜᴇᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ'ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀғʀᴀɪᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴅɪᴇ indie molly hooper blog// i track mollythesmall

[drwxst-archived-blog]

{-☣-}   ❝I’ve already tested it on humans, and it does work.❞

[mollythesmally]

"Somebody once said just because you can doesn't mean you should. I think this falls a little bit under that heading."

[mollythesmally]

//No Autumn, you don't really want to learn everything about D&D 3.5. You only think you do because you're amped up on caffeine and it seems like such a great idea because of the videos you watched. Newsflash. You have one friend who might play with you. Jfc girl, sit down.

[mollythesmally]

[Open]

[johannawatson]

“Playing games at work again are we, Molly?” Johanna asked mildly with a sly smile, sitting down beside the other and sliding her own 3DS from her pocket.

[mollythesmally]

Molly's smile wasn't sheepish at all, but her eyes dropped to her phone, flicking a few more times before it was dropped into her pocket and patted securely - a habit she'd never quite gotten rid of from her Uni days.

"Only while I'm waiting on results—there's not a lot else to do when you're waiting for the centrifuge to finish, is there?"

[hellstar-rogers]

Send me a number 1-68 and see what my muse says

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[mollythesmally]

[Open]

"I can't believe I lost 28 pikmin on day seven! I guess so long as they weren't yellow, it's not so bad."

[consultingsex-blog]

no you don’t biggie molls

[mollythesmally]

oh my god you're actually a dwarf star you and jim both you're both tiny.

[consultingsex-blog]

[12:45:03 AM] Roman the Accuser: lOOK AT MY POST [12:45:09 AM] Autumn KartmA: I DID [12:45:11 AM] Roman the Accuser: I AM A [12:45:12 AM] Autumn KartmA: YOU’RE A FUCKING GOON ILU [12:45:13 AM] Roman the Accuser: COMEDIC [12:45:16 AM] Roman the Accuser: GENIUYS [12:45:21 AM] Roman the Accuser: M CRACKINGU[

[mollythesmally]

i hate u so much u have no idea

[consultingsex-blog]

love u biggy molls<3

[mollythesmally]

im cryING sharky you're the worst.

[consultingsex-blog]

mollythesmall liked for a starter

"Er- hi. Molly Hooper is it? With the computer trouble? I’m Jim. Jim from IT. Can I  take a look?”

[mollythesmally]

"Yeah—yes, that's right! Sorry, normally I'm alright with computers, but it's just locked up—sorry." She's quick to scuttle out of his way.

[consultingsex-blog]

{No Place Like London}

[consultingsex-blog]

Jim only held his breath, his gaze never leaving hers. He knew he could trust her. He had to. She’d never given him reason not to. She was sweet, dependable Molly from downstairs. He knew he could trust her, but that doubt still lingered in the back of his mind. Who the hell could he trust? It was evident he couldn’t trust his own government, seeing as how he was sent away without any sort of warning or evidence. He was just banished. Who could he trust? For all he knew, the sweet girl he’d grown fond of could of contributed to it. It was far-stretched, he knew but what exactly could he call the situation he was in?

 All he knew he wanted was to get back to his wife and his soon to be family and get out. He wanted to forget everything that’s happened to him and just leave. Still, he had to admit that the presence of the brunette gave him some sort of comfort and hope that things would get back to the way they were.H He needed it. 

"Different?" he echoed, arching an eyebrow at her. "How do?"

[mollythesmally]

Normally, Molly was nothing but comfortable with Richard. They'd been friends, very good friends, even, but it felt wrong now, somehow. Skewed, a bit, like the world was off-kilter and they were all spinning on a new axis. It was enough to throw her off, a bit. Particularly when he asked exactly how it was different.

"Well, things would change after you left, wouldn't they?" That was not an acceptable explanation for how long he'd been gone. A few months, a year maybe, that would be a decent thing to say. And Molly knew it. She scrambled briefly for something do add to that. To really explain how things had changed, how unpleasant things had gotten. She ended up grimacing, hand dropping from her arm in order to shift and turn away a bit. 

"It just..." She smoothed her hands against one another, making a small sound. "Is. I didn't know what to do after --" Molly stopped then. No. No, he wouldn't know, would he? He hadn't been around, Molly, he wouldn't have known about what happened to his family. "Oh god, Richard, I'm sorry," she was muttering, like this was all her doing, when really, of course, it wasn't.

[blogofmissjoanwatson]

Joan drummed her fingers against the desk as she waited for Molly to enter her office. She inhaled deeply then slammed her fist down then gritted her teeth. She was furious. She had been lied to. Lied to by somebody she thought she could trust.

She looked up when the door opened and narrowed her eyes. ”You saw me go through hell when he was away. And you knew he was alive. Here’s me thinking you were my friend.”

[mollythesmally]

Molly had that feeling. That feeling that some people get right before horrible events in their life - parents splitting, breaking up with a boyfriend... But she got that feeling a lot more than she probably needed to. She knew what this was about the moment she opened the door and saw Joan's expression. Whatever smile she'd tried to summon died on her lips as her friend spoke.

"I..." She'd been expecting this day, for a while now. It was bound to happen, Joan had to figure it out. "I wouldn't have known if he hadn't n- wanted me to help. He wanted to tell you." Or at least Molly assumed he had. She hadn't really brought it up.

"It's not like I wanted to keep it from you, really," she protested fingers lacing themselves between one another as she stepped into the office and shut the door. If this turned loud, she'd rather keep whatever privacy they could salvage. 

[eldritchblaast]

When there are 0 fanfics with the pairing you want

[kawree-deactivated20171211]

worse: when the fics exist and are ALL BAD

[the-ninth-arcanum]

WHY ISN’T SALLY/LESTRADE A THING GUYS

[sergeantsally-blog]

^ this. I found like one decent Salstrade fic and it was really short. Sigh.

[sweetandgentle-archive-deactiva]

Hey there, friends. Reminder that RP is a recreational activity, not a job or a chore. If you want to RP nothing but fluff, do that. If you want to reply to certain threads and not others, do that. If you want to do 10 memes a day and never do threads, do that. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, because this is for fun. It’s supposed to relieve stress, not cause it. And if people don’t like that, they can unfollow. Thank you. (✿◡‿◡)

[blogofmissjoanwatson]

anybody want to do a thing?

[mollythesmally]

i'm kinda sleepy rn but we should totes do a thing.

[aluox]

me

[consultingsex-blog]

{No Place Like London}

He tried not to let the panic overwhelm him. All he wanted to do was get to his wife in peace. He didn’t need her remembering him. Richard Brook back in London was bound to cause things he didn’t need.

"So you remember." he began, his eyes meeting hers. He wasn’t the same cheery man he once was. Many knew him as much. He was happy. Foolishly happy. Who wouldn’t be when one had an amazing wife, family to be and good, steady visit? A visit from the brunette downstairs would normally be welcomed. Molly was a great listener and her going upstairs to his shop when things were slow and talk passionately about baking or to give Irene and him something she picked up was something he enjoyed.

Right now, he didn’t remember the warmth she once was. 15 years he’d been falsely accused and sent away. All because why? The British Government was jealous of the relationship he held with Irene and he’d been filled with rage. Rage that was unhealthy even to him. All he wanted to do was get his family and start over again; move on.

"Tell me, how are things Molly?

[mollythesmally]

Fifteen years was a long time to remember someone. Well, to remember someone that the entirety of the community seemed to despise to date, anyway. But it made sense to remember a friend, didn't it? Well. Molly would've called them friends, and there was a brief flash of surprise - excitement? - when he spoke again. Oh. Oh. Well then, Molly Hooper, you weren't just looking for him. He actually appeared. She could've blamed shooting stars or, you know, anything like that. 

But she didn't. Because things had gone so poorly, eternal optimist that she was, she didn't think wishing on things could solve it. But she hadn't counted on Richard coming back..! Surely that added a new layer to things, right? It added some...some kind of fix. Some kind of patch. 

He didn't look quite the same but then, neither did she, did she? People change. Especially when it'd been more than a decade. Right? His question had her shifting, mind recounting in unpleasant detail all the things that were foul, and downright horrible. A hand rose to smooth along the upper part of the other arm, pressing firmly into the fabric as she thought, head turning.

"Things have been..." She had to take a long moment to pick that one word. That would sum up everything. "Different."

[consultingsex-blog]

"Oh, sorry I thought you were someone else, I didn’t mean to hug you!" // Pls ignore me I just miss talking to you and the boy muses are all gone atm.

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"Funny how that happens, isn’t it?"

[mollythesmally]

"I guess it is -- only, I've never know anyone to look, well. ...I guess it doesn't really matter, then, does it? If you're not him?"