don't call me a drama queen

Do you think if Lena and Kara got into an arguement and like Kara stopped speaking to Lena, she would just like be a drama queen and jump off the roof to get her girlfriends attention because being face to face, texts or calls weren’t working (obvs she knows Kara is SG)

Lena: babe, pls talk to me

Kara: …..

Lena: *jumps from L corp balcony* Oops, I fell

Kara: for the love of Rao *flies after her*


Smooches at the end

  • me talking to people when they are sad: it's okay sweetie, you have every right to feel like this! just take your time! i'm right here if you need anything so don't be afraid to call me okay? i love you!
  • me talking to myself when i am sad: you're such a drama queen omg stop acting like a 2-year-old you idiot WHY ARE YOU EVEN CRYING this is bullshit please groW THE FUCK UP
He does love to be dramatic
  • Molly: *knocks on Sherlock's bedroom door*
  • Sherlock: ...
  • Molly: *pushes open the door; whispering* Sherlock? How are you feeling?
  • Sherlock: *groans*
  • Molly: Um...I've brought you some soup...
  • Sherlock: ...
  • Molly: *awkward* Um, are you warm enough? Do you need more blankets? I could always turn up the-
  • Sherlock: *coughs; throaty* Nope, no...not good enough. Not warm enough. Just get in bed.
  • Molly: I don't want whatever you've got.
  • Sherlock: *shivering; sniffs* Please.
  • Molly: *sighs; climbs in next to Sherlock*
  • Sherlock: *sleepy* Take your clothes off. Sorry, should have mentioned.
  • Molly: Are you-
  • Sherlock: *yawns* I'm sure I don't need to tell you the importance of skin-to-skin contact in dire situations.
  • Molly: *incredulous* Yeah, when lives are at risk.
  • Sherlock: My life is at risk...and half of London with me incapacitated *sniffs hard*
  • Molly: *undressing* You're a drama queen. It's just a cold.
  • Sherlock: *wraps his arms around Molly; mumbles* Not a drama queen. I didn't have Mrs. Hudson call you just to bring me soup, did I? She could have done that.
  • Molly: *affectionate sigh* She could have done this.
  • Sherlock: *chuckles* Not the same. I love you.
  • Molly: *smiles* A dying man's last words?
  • Sherlock: Exactly *shivering*
  • Molly: *snuggles into him* I love you too *kisses Sherlock's forehead; whispers* You need to stop sniffling. Your little red nose is too cute.
  • Sherlock: ...
  • Sherlock: *sniffs*
  • Molly: Sherlock, it is just a flu. -strokes his hair and sighs-
  • Sherlock: Molly, I think you have no idea about the human body.
  • Molly: Well I work in the morgue, is that enough?
  • Sherlock: With dead people.
  • Molly: Oh stop being such a drama queen. You're not going to die.
  • Sherlock: ....
  • Molly: Sherlock?
  • Sherlock: ....
  • Molly: ....
  • Molly: For god's sake. Should I call John? I am sure he can tell you that you are not going to die.
  • Sherlock: No.
  • Molly: What is it then?
  • Sherlock: Just a few more hours and you will find me in your morgue as well.
  • Molly: When you don't stop talking that could be possible.
  • Sherlock: See I told you.
  • Molly: -leans down and kisses him to make him shush-
  • Sherlock: -smiles and looks to her after the kiss- Finally the right method.