#buffyslaysedward

[simplyshelbs16xoxo]

🎶

gonna give you two haha

Baby, I’m Yours - The Arctic Monkeys

Breaking Up - Charli XCX

send me a 🎶 and I’ll recommend a song that starts with the first letter of your url.

[buffyslaysedward]

Tagged by: @doctor-molly-hooper-holmes

Rules: Tag 20 followers you want to get to know better (or any homies out there)

Name: Isabella Nicknames: Bella, Belle in French class, Boo by my family, and Babe by my best friend. Gender: Female Star Sign: Taurus Height : 5′ 5 1/4″ (That quarter is important to my self-esteem) Hogwarts house: Hufflepuff!  Time right now: 10:51pm, PST Average hours of sleep: In the summer, 10 hours. During the school year, 5-6 hours. Lucky number: 4 Last thing I Googled: Dissolving Pomeranian. The Pomeranian that’s in a bathtub? Number of blankets I sleep under: 1 big comforter :) Favorite band/artist: Singer: Sara Bareilles, Band: Panic! At The Disco, maybe? I sing so I like a lot of artists... Dream trip: I’ve travelled a bunch, but I’d love to see Italy the most out of my to-do list! After that I’d love to see Japan or India.  Dream job: Fashion career of some kind, anything to do with cosmetics/makeup, but above all I love singing. None of those are easy to achieve, though... When did you create this blog: 3 or 4 years ago? What do you post about: Sherlolly is my main little corner of the internet, but other than that, any nerdy thing that tickles my fancy! What made you decide to get a Tumblr: My older cousin actually introduced me, but I didn’t start using it until I explored the website a year after that! xD Do you get asks on a daily basis: That would be nice, but no. What made you choose your url: Buffy the Vampire Slayer was almost my first fandom since it was what I grew up on (I’m actually re-watching the series rn!). Twilight is a cringe fandom for me from 5th grade/6th grade since I had a really high reading level, so I like making fun of it. 

I tag: All of my sherlolly pals, and anyone else!

[toyboy-molloy]

The Slug Club

:: FOR @BUFFYSLAYSEDWARD 💜💜

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*Potions*

-the bell rings and students begin pacing their things and leaving-

Slughorn: *looks up from his desk* Miss Hooper, a word, please.

Molly: *nervously approaches his desk* Is something wrong, sir?

Slughorn: *hands her an invitation* I've been meaning to give you this.

Molly: *blinks* An invite to one of your Slug Club meetings?

Slughorn: *nods*

Molly: *smiles; holds out the invitation* There's been a mistake, sir. I'm, err, not very interesting.

Slughorn: *amused* Well, that isn't what Mr. Holmes was telling me.

Molly: *blinks* Sorry?

Slughorn: *twirling his quill* He was adamant he wouldn't attend without you. A stubborn one, he is...but terrific at Potions. Excellent bloodline, too. I taught his father, you know.

Molly: ...

Molly: *shy* Really?

Slughorn: *nods* Certainly. His brother, Mycroft, too although he was more interested in the contents of the kitchen than-

Molly: No, I mean...Sherlock really said those things?

Slughorn: Of course. And I must say, I've been reviewing your work and chatting to fellow teachers; you have the makings of a brilliant Healer, Miss Hooper. You'd be a valuable addition to my little group.

Molly: *beaming* Thank you, sir. We'll be there.

LATER

Molly: *sitting at the Hufflepuff table*

Sherlock: *sits beside her* Well?

Molly: *feigning ignorance* Well what?

Sherlock: *rolls his eyes* How was Potions?

Molly: *shrugs* Fine *pauses* I spoke to Slughorn.

Sherlock: *leans forward* Oh?

Molly: He told me I'd make a good Healer.

Sherlock: ...

Sherlock: *disappointed* Oh.

Molly: *smiles; reaches over to hold his hand* And that you're a sweetie.

Sherlock: *frowns* He said that?

Molly: *giggles* You said nice things about me.

Sherlock: *clears his throat* Yes, well...

Molly: *squeezes his hand* Did you want to go together?

Sherlock: *nods*

Molly: *grins* Me too.

Sherlock: *looks up at her; grins*

[toyboy-molloy]

As a teenager, teen!lolly is my weakness, thanks for that beauty of a chat post coming across my dash! Haha

oh, its’s one of my weaknesses…

pining teen!sherlock, discreetly glancing across from his school work to stare at her

pining teen!molly, absent mindedly doodling sherlock’s name surrounded by a bunch of hearts

teen!sherlock asking teen!john for advice about his crush. ‘yes, it’s just a crush.’

teen!john being like

teen!warstan playing matchmaker

teen!sherlolly doing chemistry together

teen!molly wearing teen!sherlock’s jacket because she’s with him

teen!sherlolly dancing at the end of school prom

teen!molly hating her horrible glasses

teen!sherlock finding it hard to concentrate because she’s cute as fuck with those glasses

teen!sherlock bringing teen!molly home to meet his family where mrs. holmes proceeds to feed her cookies and tell her wonderfully embarrassing stories about her boyfriend

teen!molly introducing teen!sherlock to her father, subsequently becoming chuffed to bits when they get on like a house on fire

teen!sherlolly judging their classmates

teen!warstan having some serious competition for their hottest couple title

teen!sherlolly at prom like

teen!warstan at prom like

teen sherlolly is perfect <3

[soyeahso]

buffyslaysedward reblogged your photo and added:

Yeah, you’re right…. Glad someone pointed that out...

Not going to lie, I laughed at that sketch the first time I saw it.  Then one time I was just like oh.  OH.  Fuck this is terrible. 

[ihaveacleverfandomurl]

buffyslaysedward replied to your post: my brother is such an entitled asshole...

I would have called that out, then and there…GOD, that’s sick.

My mother has this whole favorites and tender loving care thing going on where because he’s an asshole, she thinks she can fix him by showering love on him.

Whenever I say anything, to defend her, or anyone, even MYSELF, she jumps on me. So I can’t even say a word without getting yelled at.

This has been going on for years, and I’ve had so many breakdowns because of it, and nothing is changing.

[lost-in-my-mind-palace]

Most of this isn’t story. Most of this chat is me and one of my current rp buddies finding each other by coincidence.

You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

You both like sherlolly, and sherlock roleplay.

Stranger: ((Unilock, Molly and Sherlock are both working at a Summer camp, and they go to the same university)) Want to go to the beach with me tonight? Last night before we head back to Uni :) -Mollyx (19)

You: Okay. SH (19)

Stranger: (sorry, are you typing? haha)

You: (no it's fine. I was just wondering if you were buffyslaysedward because I know this is one of her prompts.)

Stranger: (yeah! Hi!)

You: (it's me, lost-in-my-mind-palace!)

Stranger: (oh my god hi! School just ended for me, I'm finally free-er! haha)

You: (yeah I kinda miss you. You haven't been replying to our roleplay, and I know you've been busy and it's been going on for quite a while.)

Stranger: (yeah! Oh gosh, I'm sorry! I've just been sooo stressed)

You: (I understand. You'll probably be flooded with the same message now. Sorry! Sometimes I think that you're not getting the messages.)

Stranger: (No, I get it. I do that too xD)

Stranger: Molly smiled as she waited on the dock, blushing at the sight of Sherlock in his swimsuit. "So, uh...hi there." She said timidly.

You: "Hello," he greeted politely. He was sitting on the dock, letting his feet dangle off the edge. "So, uh...what'cha want me here for, hm?"

Stranger: Molly rolled her eyes jokingly, trying to hide her blush in the darkness. "Just wanted to spend time with you. Is that so wrong?"

You: "I suppose not." Sherlock pulled out a box of cigarettes from his pocket. "Do you smoke?" he asked.

Stranger: Molly wrinkled her nose, shaking her head. "No, I don't."

You: Sherlock nodded, lighting a cigarette for himself, exhaling it away from her. "The supervisors won't let me smoke during the day or near the kids," he said. "I haven't smoked in the five weeks we've been here."

Stranger: "That's a good thing." Molly urged, sighing. "I wish you didn't. It's so bad for you." She murmured, swirling her feet in the water.

You: "It's a hard habit to give up," he said. "If I had taken some nicotine patches with me, I'd be fine, but of course I didn't think I could sneak those in as easy."

Stranger: Molly rolled her eyes with a soft smile. "I suppose." She nodded, sighing. "So...ready to go back to Uni?"

You: "I'm not sure. It's just the same as this summer camp. Surrounded by feeble minds, doing immature activities, being forced to socialize. All for the sake of education, too, which is the kicker." Sherlock took another puff of the cigarette. "Except I know people who can provide drugs for me on campus so I can drown all my worries away instead of dealing with idiotic, childish people all day. Don't get me wrong, children are okay, it's just...I fear that they'll just be idiots in the future, like everyone else."

Stranger: Molly winced at the mention of the drugs, looking down at her lap. "Sherlock...you promised you'd stop with the drugs..." She almost whispered, her heart breaking. "Please."

You: "I told you, Molly, it's a hard habit to give up. Besides, it doesn't affect me that much. I just use it to clear my head. It's...therapeutic, you can say."

Stranger: Molly glared at him. "Don't you dare try to call that poison therapeutic. There has to be someway besides you hurting yourself." She insisted. (Hey, I actually really gotta sleep haha)

You: (okay well this was fun! It feels nostalgic, because this is where we met. I'll let you sleep. It's late for me, too. Goodnight!)

You have disconnected.

[buffyslaysedward]

Was feeling the selfie with my new short hair :)