everything was a lie

"Hi. My name is Mark Hooper. I work at Barts Hospital. I'm 31. Sorry. This is sounding like a list. I'm not sure why I'm doing this. It's just nice to have someone to talk to." ----------------- This is an Indie RP blog for a genderbent Molly Hooper, of BBC's 'Sherlock'. Mun & Muse are 21+ (NSFW and triggering material will be tagged appropriately) I track the tag; officeromance

[insultingconsulting]

office-romance liked for a starter.

 ❛ ——You changed your hair. ❜  

[office-romance]

" I what, sorry? Oh! Right, yes.. I just, uhm.           Yes, just trimmed it a bit. Is it alright? "

[office-romance]

Send me a "❤" and I'll generate a number (angst version):

1. My muse has become mute. They are seeing yours for the first time since this happened.

2. Your muse has left mine a worrying note and mine is trying to get in contact with yours.

3. Your muse just tried to drown mine.

4. Your muse has a new pet horse. My muse tries to convince yours not to keep it.

5. My muse thinks your muse is dead. This is what mine says at your muse's unfilled grave.

6. My muse is possessed and is trying to kill yours. Mine can see everything their body is doing but is helpless to stop it - the only thing they control is their eyes.

7. My muse has to tell yours three things they regret.

8. My muse has lost all their senses, other than touch and hearing. They must identify yours.

9. My muse must abandon yours, to protect them. This is how my muse says goodbye.

10. Your muse has angered mine, and my muse is holding a gun to your muse's head. This is what happens next.

11. The vehicle our muses are in is crashing, and fatally. Only my muse knows. There is only one seatbelt/parachute/et cetera.

12. Your muse is in a coma. This is what mine says at yours' bedside.

13. My muse and your muse switch bodies! Twist is, they can now access each other's memories.

14. My muse left yours, promising it would be only for a couple of minutes. They come back in a couple of years.

15. My muse has jumped from a hospital roof and been announced dead. This is what they say when they show up on your muse's doorstep three years later.

[asymmetrcal-blog]

headcanons list

[office-romance]

what kind of phone does s/he have? Samsung Galaxy S4, White.

what does s/he sleep with? Two pillows, a sheet and a heavy duvet. Toby tends to sleep on top of him-- either on his legs or if he's sleeping on his stomach, then on his back.

what shows does s/he watch? Glee is his ultimate love, though he tends to watch whatever is on the History channel. Mrs.Brown's Boys is another show he can't ever miss.

what are her/his selfies like? 

what are her/his friends like? They come and go.

what are her/his parents like? His mother, Eileen, died when he was young, a car crash when he was only seven. Of what he can remember, she was the most beautiful woman he'd ever know. His father, Milo, was in the military though was given leave after diagnosed with cancer. He died when Mark was fourteen. He was the nicest and most wonderful man. Playful and goofy.

dream job: Honestly? The one he's in now. Mark wanted to be a surgeon first, but ultimately decided pathology was the way to go.

worst nightmare: Ending up alone. 

celebrity (man) crush: Hugh Laurie.

celebrity (woman) crush: Amelia Bullmore.

all-time favorite song: You Belong to Me - Sue Thompson.

favorite kind of weather: Sweater weather. Overcast, chilly. Something that makes him want to make tea and bundle up and read by the window.

favorite disney movie: The Lion King.

favorite social network: Twitter.

favorite book: It's a tie between The Great Gatsby and American Psycho.

[office-romance]

"Oh, jeeze. Look at how beautiful the   sky looks! I haven’t seen it so clear in   so long. Have you? … Err, sorry. Didn’t   mean to bother you…”

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pumpkingxfcrime

You know the feeling you get when you remember a face  but can’t name a time or place as to where you’ve seen it?  The name is right on the tip of your tongue… this familiar  stranger is in your life again, and you don’t know how to  approach it.                          “… Jim.”                                            The feeling doesn’t go away.

[office-romance]

my love was far too strong --

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           ’ why do you insist on dating such idiots? ’

              sherlock raised his eyebrows, obviously               not bothered by the insults he threw at               the man. he shrugged & made a face.              

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"Jim's not-- he's not!"

              Mark is distraught, obviously so. A puff of               air from his cheeks the only indication that               he was miffed completely over the fact this               younger male would make such an accusation               against his boyfriend. Err... sort of boyfriend.               They've only been on two dates.

"Jim's not an idiot."

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open to sherlock's

"Why do you always have to say such mean things."

              Sherlock had to have seen Mark was already having a bad day.                Sherlock had to have noticed… it was Sherlock. So then why was                 he the unnecessary target of the detective’s insults?

[charlotte-charmed]

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[jiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimmy-deacti]

swoon into my arms ;; jim&mark

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{ℳ } —

Jim didn’t say anything in reply to his boyfriend’s apology — — why should he?  It wasn’t Mark’s fault at all for his bad day, and for him to even acknowledge the apology would be ludicrous. Mark’s arms wrapping around his own waist had Jim sighing softly and moving forward slightly to melt more into the embrace,  but no matter the comfort he found in the slightly shorter male, he could still sense there was something wrong … and that wasn’t something he liked.  When Mark spoke once again, Jim wasn’t at all surprised by the question and it matched perfectly with the mood and tension he felt radiating from Mark.            “Gained weight?”  He asked, his head tilting dramatically to the side as  if to get a better look at the other male once he backed  away from him. Sure, he gained about 7.5 lbs during the past few weeks, but there was no need at all to bring it up — it was barely noticeable!          “If anything, I’d say your diet’s been       doing you good, sweetheart.”  Jim winked at his boyfriend before wrapping his arms around his waist again to bring him back into an embrace.      “Hey. Don’t let him get to you, yeah? After all,     who are you trying to impress? If the answer is me,     then just keep doing what you’re doing, Mark. You    look great.”

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Once Jim backed away, Mark crossed his arms over his chest, pulling in a deep breath and shying into himself. The other tilting his head made Mark feel more shy, his brown eyes dropping to the floor, though the other complimenting him made the corners of his lips twitch up in a bashful smile.

                                                "Really?"

It was more a rhetorical question, as he knew Jim would continue to do his best to make the slight pathologist feel better. Catching the wink from the corner of his eye, Mark blushed, a light pink rushing up his neck and into his cheeks. The arms around his waist made Mark drop his own to snake around Jim's torso, a heavy sigh taking the pathologist as he pushed his nose against the thin male's chest. Breathing him in.

               "I know," he nearly whimpered, pulling in                 a long and slow breath. "Thank you. I'm                 sorry. I'm just... well, you know. He always                 says horrible things to me and.. about me                 and it just starts to bother a person after a                 while."

[dravenrodriguez]

I was told people were looking for the original poster and photo, so here it is folks.

[calousedheart]

[youcantsavemenomoreitstolate]

[filled-with-joy]

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Sebastian noticed mostly everything–- something she  had only Jim to blame for. She noticed the way Mark  blatantly stared at her hips as she neared him, but she wasn’t complaining in the slightest. If anything, the gaze had her stomach turning, and when he reached out to her, she resisted the urge to push him away. What she was  doing –- it was deceit at its highest level. It wasn’t that Sebastian wasn’t used to such things; she was a criminal after-all. It was the irritating fact that she could feel her heart swelling each time the shorter male laid a finger on her, and  there he was with his hand on her hip, pulling her in closer.            “You’re silly.” She said as she allowed herself to melt into his touch,  knees buckling so she could lean lazily against him.            “As boring as it is here, dearest,             we could make it interesting.”

[office-romance]

The moment she melted into his touch, Mark found his tension easing. During work, he was normally quite uptight and very sober... but Sebastian had a way of making him feel relaxed. Calm. Maybe it was because he was so professional throughout the day, it was nice to have someone blatantly stronger and more in control to run the show. Even if she didn't realize it, he automatically assumed a submissive role with her around. And he wasn't complaining at all.

                         "Nope. You."

he grinned, the hand that had been situated on her hip moving so he could smooth his palm along the spans of her lower back.

                          "We... hmn?"

A blush took him then, tongue poking out to wet his lips following behind a thick swallow.                                              "What, uhm... what kind of interesting?"

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xsherlockxholmes

"You're lucky I didn't put the paperwork through yet... here's the, uh--" he pauses, grunting a bit to tug the frozen, bagged limb from the cooling station at the back of the lab. "-- arm you wanted. Heaven knows why."