It’s like this still is from an alternate universe where Sherlock is the sweet one and Molly is the pain in the ass.
CAN THIS BE A THING
I think it needs to be.
Sherlock: Dim, this is Molly Hooper.
Dimmock: Hi. So, you’re Molly Hooper. Sherlock’s told me all about you. You doing one of your post-mortems?
Sherlock: Dim works in detecting, at the Yard. That’s how we met. Office romance.
Molly: [glances at Dimmock] Straight.
Sherlock: Sorry, what?
Molly: Nothing. Um, “wait” while I get my hand out of this man’s chest cavity.
I wear waistcoats now. Waistcoats are cool. [x]
I saw that Matt Smith was wearing a waistcoat and skinnyjeans.
And then I looked at myself, wearing the same.
And then I went oh.
#I think this entire cast is confused and thinks they’re their characters #tbh #Tom is writing a thesis on Loki #RDJ is probably gonna get a round plate over his chest soon #Chris just WANTS to be CA #And Jeremy is obviously confusing Clint’s feelings for Black Widow on ScarJo #I’m waiting for Chris to start walking around in his mother’s curtains #ITS GONNA HAPPEN #And ScarJo is just like boys you know we’re not actually superheros right? God #I am the youngest person here. GET IT TOGETHER.
MOTHERFUCKING TAKE THIS BITCH B)
…………………………………
//tears stream down face
it’s beautiful
pokestuck
yes good
A young man stands in his bedroom. It just so happens that today, the 1st of April, 1997, is this young man’s birthday. Though it was ten years ago he was given life, it is only today he will become a Pokemon Trainer!
What will the name of this young man be?
LAMER MCBUTTFACEASH KETCHUM
OHMYGOD
Your name is ASH KETCHUM. As was previously mentioned it is your BIRTHDAY. A number of POKEMON ACCESSORIES are scattered about your room. You have a variety of INTERESTS. You have a passion for BECOMING A POKEMON MASTER. You like to battle GARY but you are NOT VERY GOOD AT IT. You have a fondness for your PIKACHU, and are an aspiring POKEMON TRAINER. You also like to battle GYMS sometimes.
“Ash: Examine Pokeball”
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supersexy-cool:
finalproblem:
It’s like this still is from an alternate universe where Sherlock is the sweet one and Molly is the pain in the ass.
CAN THIS BE A THING
I think it needs to be.
Sherlock: Dim, this is Molly Hooper.
Dimmock: Hi. So, you’re Molly Hooper. Sherlock’s told me all about you. You doing one of your post-mortems?
Sherlock: Dim works in detecting, at the Yard. That’s how we met. Office romance.
Molly: [glances at Dimmock] Straight.
Sherlock: Sorry, what?
Molly: Nothing. Um, “wait” while I get my hand out of this man’s chest cavity.](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4z48rjUer1r9yflwo1_500.jpg)




