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I'm Dr. Molly Hooper, a Specialist Registrar at St. Barts in London. I mostly work in pathology and forensics. It's loads of fun actually!
(Independent roleplay blog for the fandom universe.)
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Hello lovelies! 

So it’s been no secret, but I haven’t exactly been the most present over here in several months. I want to apologize for that and I’m not going to go too much into it, but I would like to formally announce that this blog is now an archive and all threads have been dropped. 

I apologize for my disappearance and sudden announcement, but I am happy to tell you that I will be returning to our beloved Molly, even if not in the same capacity as before. I have created a new blog (it is very new) with the same URL that will be her new home. This particular blog has served as my home base for nearly six years and I have so many memories associated with this blog, but that also means it is a complete mess. 

If you’re interested in writing with me again and want to see more of my Molly - she can be found HERE. (It looks exactly the same right now) 

I will be going through and updating some things over the next few weeks, but I look forward to writing with you all again!. 

(PS. This post will reblogged several times a day for the next few weeks.) 

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Unexpected Inclinations

“Give me a moment alone in the bedroom,” he says, eyes still on hers, as he takes the box in both hands. “Don’t worry. I remember where it is.” 
Jim doesn’t think he’s ever been truly submissive in all his life, not since he was a small child. He may let others use his body in all manner of ways, often rough, sometimes violent, mostly for the sake of mutual pleasure and the illusion of having dominated someone dangerous. But no one had ever acted upon him without doing precisely what he’d wanted them to. What he’s offering Molly might be a gift few have ever received from him.
He reaches out a hand to catch at her hair, stroking his fingers through it as he retreats. Jim’s smile curves into something wicked as he casts it over his shoulder at her, hoping she spends this time seriously considering what might come next. It is, after all, up to her. 

She watches him disappear into her room with a half-smile etched on her lips, and for a moment her eyes linger on where he once stood, goosebumps raised across her skin and a tingling in her scalp. The strands fall back into place and the air is still once more. 

There is something tight coiling in her belly, maybe it’s nerves, maybe it’s desire. When it came to Jim, she couldn’t tell the difference. She doesn’t disrobe, she remains there, waiting. She doesn’t know what to expect of him, of this little tryst, she doesn’t know how it will change the game, she only knows that it will. 

No matter how she rationalized her actions, how carefully she attempted to think them through, the truth of it was that she impulsive when it came to Jim. On an impulse she chose him over the life she’d crafted. On a whim she decided to throw herself into waters unknown, just for a glimpse of purpose and excitement. She no better than Sherlock, hooked on the high Jim provided. 

She imagined what she wanted to do to him, she imagined the lace on his skin, the feel of it beneath her fingertips, she imagined him beneath her, lips parted and eyes hazy. 

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Thank you guys so much! I really appreciate getting asks like this, they’ve very heartwarming!

Five things that make me happy are 

  • Puppies
  • Cats 
  • Ed Sheeran 
  • Waking up in a warm bed, when the room is really cold. 
  • Being in the same room as someone and being totally comfortable without talking. 
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coxgitando

Shipping Call - Send me one if you want to plot one or more of these

💚 - friendship 💙 - kinship ( blood or symbolic familial bond ) 💔 - past relationship 💜 - hateship ( they hate each other but can’t stay away ) 💛 - hateship ( enemies ) 💟 - friends with benefits ❤ - romantic relationship
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☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm

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Meme | Send me a Symbol | No Longer Accepting 

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“Thank you, John. I appreciate it” she said, pulling the jumper over her head, finding comfort in it’s warmth. The heat in 221b had gone completely out and no one knew just how long it would take for it to be fixed. Rosie was downstairs in the warm kitchen of Mrs. Hudson while she and John had made their way upstairs into the bitter cold.

“What was it you need to talk to me about? Everything alright?” 

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Meme | Pin my muse! | No Longer Accepting 

Send “AH” to pin my muse against the wall but letting a RANDOMIZER choose

1. Don’t -  pin my muse against the wall to prevent themfrom LEAVING
It was movement far quicker than she would have given him credit for, her back hitting the wall with a thud, a dull pain working its way into her skin. 
“Charlie-” she began, his name tinted with pain, her dark eyes unwavering from his. “Let me go.” the words were said clearly, strength behind them. 
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i’m aliiiveee. I’ll be here for a while and actually getting to writing. I’ve been pretty distracted with my new muse lately, so I’m sorry for that. If you’d like to visit the other love of my life, you can do so here. 

Also, look forward to a rules page update. 

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good cat sounds: - “mrrrp?” - that when cat tries to meow but only tiny “khh” comes out

good dog sounds: - mildy alarmed boof - that when dog is on other side of closed door and sniffs the gap under the door

all cat and dog sounds are good.  you fool.  you buffoon

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