How to Climb a Tree

And other things girls should know

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I love how Jared is just like “oh hey DANCING IS HAPPENING.”

Reminds me of this scene from the gag reel:


whenever one is doing something the other just has to

also:


Don’t even watch Supernatural but this is fantastic lol

never forget



Real life brothers, ya’ll

THAT’S LITERALLY THE CUTEST THING OH MY GOD I’M GIGGLING

that last gif messes me up because i register that person as not Sam, as evil and bad, and scary as hell, and him dancing seems really wrong

thatawesomesidekick:

thetrenchcoatofcastiel:

waitinghopingliving:

blameitonthesilence:

theunwant3d:

ladymalchav:

gaystripclub:

nonymoose:

I love how Jared is just like “oh hey DANCING IS HAPPENING.”

Reminds me of this scene from the gag reel:

whenever one is doing something the other just has to

also:

image

Don’t even watch Supernatural but this is fantastic lol

never forget

Real life brothers, ya’ll

THAT’S LITERALLY THE CUTEST THING OH MY GOD I’M GIGGLING

that last gif messes me up because i register that person as not Sam, as evil and bad, and scary as hell, and him dancing seems really wrong

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This hadn’t been part of the plan.
Captain Molly Hooper prided herself in being always practical, and the kidnap of Lord Holmes had been completely practical: kidnap, ask for ransom, sail into the sunset with enough to bankroll her crew through another winter.
And now, here she was, getting ready to haul off a proper Navy vessel, empty-handed in all the worst ways and without a real plan all because she hadn’t been careful enough not to fall in love.
"Molly!"
She paused, knowing full well that she shouldn’t as she could hear the alert going up around the ship that she’d escaped and her crew was urging her to come across to her ship quickly.
But Sherlock Holmes was calling her, and she found herself waiting for him to reach her.
"Molly, don’t you dare leave me behind," he nearly snarled, shucking off his coat as he prepared to jump in the water after her.
She was out of time, and suddenly, she did have a plan.
Molly pulled him towards her, crushing their lips together as she kissed him thoroughly, making sure that her taste would linger with him long enough to get them through their separation.
"I will find you, Sherlock Holmes. I will come for you,” she promised.
And with a tug of her wrist, she was lifted away, the last glimpse of his shocked face making her smirk.

This hadn’t been part of the plan.

Captain Molly Hooper prided herself in being always practical, and the kidnap of Lord Holmes had been completely practical: kidnap, ask for ransom, sail into the sunset with enough to bankroll her crew through another winter.

And now, here she was, getting ready to haul off a proper Navy vessel, empty-handed in all the worst ways and without a real plan all because she hadn’t been careful enough not to fall in love.

"Molly!"

She paused, knowing full well that she shouldn’t as she could hear the alert going up around the ship that she’d escaped and her crew was urging her to come across to her ship quickly.

But Sherlock Holmes was calling her, and she found herself waiting for him to reach her.

"Molly, don’t you dare leave me behind," he nearly snarled, shucking off his coat as he prepared to jump in the water after her.

She was out of time, and suddenly, she did have a plan.

Molly pulled him towards her, crushing their lips together as she kissed him thoroughly, making sure that her taste would linger with him long enough to get them through their separation.

"I will find you, Sherlock Holmes. I will come for you,” she promised.

And with a tug of her wrist, she was lifted away, the last glimpse of his shocked face making her smirk.

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redroomdropout:

So I’m thinking about getting this on my left trap near my neck. Obviously I’d have the artist clean the lines up for the stencil, and I can’t figure out if I’m going to keep the hat… but I kinda like this. 

redroomdropout:

So I’m thinking about getting this on my left trap near my neck. Obviously I’d have the artist clean the lines up for the stencil, and I can’t figure out if I’m going to keep the hat… but I kinda like this. 

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That did it.

Sherlock stopped in his tracks. John halted in the doorway as he saw that Sherlock wasn’t moving forward.

"Sherlock? What is it? Are you coming?"

"In a moment, John." he said in a strangely calm and controlled voice. Then he turned around to face in the direction of their friends again.

"Oh Molly?" Sherlock called back over to the table, and she looked over at him. "Molly I almost forgot something. Could you come here a minute?"

Molly immediately got up from her seat and began walking toward the door. The rest of the party was watching as well, since Sherlock had to yell over to get Molly’s attention. As she made her way over to where Sherlock stood, he began taking quick strides over to meet her halfway. In the space of that ten second stride Sherlock also reached up and quickly loosened and yanked off the scarf that was, as always, looped in the front of his neck. He then literally tossed the scarf behind him where it happened to land on the head of an unsuspecting man who sat at a neighboring table. Just as Molly was starting to open her mouth to ask what he was doing, she was stopped short.

And everyone else’s mouths dropped to the floor.

Sherlock halted only when he’d come toe to toe with her and the split second before he’d reached forward to grab her head in his hands and cradle her face. He didn’t hesitate even a bit as he dove downward and pressed a strong, insistent, and passionate kiss onto her lips.

Sherlock felt Molly let out a slight gasp at the first contact of his lips, but then she almost instantly relaxed against him and he felt her hands dart up to hold tight to the collar of his coat. Her mouth then responded more than willingly against his own… and the kiss was very mutually deepened.

The fire from that kiss was palpable to just about everyone who had functioning eyesight.

"I knew it! I knew it! What did I say?!" Anderson exclaimed as he pounded a fist on the table and glared at the rest of them. But nobody else could even pick their jaws up from the ground, let alone make any sort of answer.

Sherlock kissed Molly till he felt dizzy and began to forget why he had even started this in the first place. He was only jolted back to reality when he felt her fingers leave the fabric of his coat collar and slide up against the bare skin of his neck. He finally pulled his face away, gently separating their now swollen lips. They stared back at each other while trying to still their unsteady and heavy breathing. Molly’s pupils consumed almost the entire iris in her eyes and he could only assume, to his slight embarrassment, that his looked about the same.

Sherlock was vaguely aware that a few random tables of people started clapping. But for the moment, he could only focus his gaze on Molly. He cleared his throat and swallowed before attempting to speak.

"Forgive me Molly… I- I needed to… prove a point." and he finally slid his hands away from her face. They suddenly felt empty as they hung by his sides. She let her hands fall away from his neck as well.

"N-nothing to uh… forgive." she tried to say evenly, but her voice cracked of course. She had to then clear her own throat and quickly lick her lips before saying anything else. "I’m not sure what you were trying to er, prove… but I’m sure you proved it."

Sherlock’s mouth curled in a small smile as he looked down at the sweet woman smiling back at him. Then he straightened himself and fixed his collar again, turning to face the rest at the table.

I Told You So (Chapter 1) by Writingwife83

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One of many moments in which Sherlock excludes himself from the rest

no

if he were just excluding himself, he would have said ‘you do, don’t you?’

instead, he said ‘they do’

he was excluding molly too

he was telling her she was not ordinary, not one of them

it was a compliment

OH MY GOD

I gasped

It’s times like this I really fucking love this fandom…

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Looking for badasses? Here’s one. Mrs Holmes was a genius in her field, field that is usually considered to be very uncommon for women to be into. She freely gave up possibly a very promising career for her family while her husband never dared to question her choice because he is “a bit of a moron himself” but considers this free choice of raising her children instead of concentrating on her career something that makes her incredibly attractive. The man is in love with her brain as well as her heart. One of her sons is in charge of “the security of the free world”. She only raises and eyebrow when he talks back at her and makes both of her grown up sons turn into 5-year-olds when she catches them doing something forbidden.

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