have-you-seen-molly

current state of the runaways (so far)

nico minoru: in a-force, which unfortunately got cancelled
alex wilder: in power man and iron fist as an antagonist attempting to rebuild the pride
victor mancha: dead as of the vision
gert yorkes: still dead.
karolina dean: majesdanian aliens appeared in mighty captain marvel, but still no sign of karolina herself.
chase, molly, klara, xavin, old lace: ????

  • *in the lab*
  • Sherlock: *sitting at the microscope*
  • Pathologist: *watching Molly*
  • Pathologist: *nudges Sherlock; whispering* Wow, she's really cute...isn't she?
  • Sherlock: *working* Mmm *frowns* Who?
  • Pathologist: *nods at Molly* Doctor Holmes.
  • Sherlock: *smiles* Ahh.
  • Pathologist: *nonchalant* Do you know if she's single?
  • Sherlock: Ummm...
  • Pathologist: *ogling Molly's arse; distracted* Do you know or not?
  • Sherlock: I don't think you should waste your time *sees Molly moving closer* She's far too beautiful for you.
  • Pathologist: ...
  • Molly: *ruffles Sherlock's hair as she passes* Someone wants sex tonight.
  • Sherlock: *to her colleague; smug* I'm someone *shows his wedding ring* Sherlock Holmes, the husband.
  • Pathologist: ...
  • Pathologist: *flees*
  • Molly: *confused* What was that about?
  • Sherlock: *quickly* No idea. Lunch? *holds out his hand*
  • Molly: *holds his hand, grinning* Starving. But then, I am eating for two.
IMAGINE WEASLEYS

Originally posted by my-harry-potter-generation

You where in the same year as the Weasley twins. Their mother, Molly Weasley, knew about your home situation, and said to you:

“When your mother and father are fighting again, you will be welcome here”she said with a warm smile.

A week later when you have seen the Weasleys and Molly has said that, it happend again. Your mother and father where fighting again, so you packed all your stuff and wend to the Weasleys.

“Do you want someting to eat?”Molly asked.

“No thanks”you said.

“you make a right choice, when you eat one of moms cookies, you want to stay here forever”you heard George saying. 

“Or you keep eating”Fred says.

“Is it because you guys helped her and did something to it?”you asked. 

“Maybe”the twins said at the same time.

“Boys! leave her alone!”Molly said, hitting them 

Fred and George laughed and walked away. Laughing at the reaction of their mother.

Why Didn’t You Tell Me ~Sherlock Holmes Imagine~

Hello humans! Here is an imagine where you don’t Molly you’re dating Sherlock as requested. I hope you like it! :)

*Not My Gif*

“Y/N, have you seen Sherlock today?” Molly asked as she walked into my office.
I froze up when I heard her speak his name. I had a thing for Sherlock ever since I met him, but Molly obviously did too. I was usually
good at playing it off, but Sherlock had asked me on a date earlier that day and I of course said yes.
“Uh, yeah…I saw him earlier today why?” I finally spoke.
“Just wondering.” She said as she smiled lightly and turned around and left.
I sat back in my chair and looked down at my desk. Was I wrong for saying yes to Sherlock? I shook away the thoughts and got back to
work.
After work, I went home and got changed. I put on a cute, flowy dress with a cardigan over it and black flats. I had just finished my
makeup when I heard a knock at my door. I flattened out my dress and walked over to the door, opening it up slowly. Sherlock stood in
front of me with a warm smile on his face.  
“Hello.” He said as he handed me a single rose.
“Hello. You’re too sweet.” I replied with a smile.
I put the rose in a vase and grabbed my purse.
As I walked out, I shut the door behind me and smiled at him.
“Ready?” He asked.
I smiled and nodded.
We walked down the street until we reached a small Italian restaurant. We walked in and sat down a table by the window. The table had
a lit candle in the middle of it and a ruby red table cloth. The scenery was so romantic, especially for Sherlock. He never really
showed a romantic side, so when he asked me out, I was in complete shock.
After we ordered our food, I decided to have a little small talk.
“So what made you ask me out?” I asked as I looked at him.
He smiled and looked down for a minute, then back at me.
“If I’m being honest, I’m very intrigued by you.” He said.
“Really?” I asked.
“Yes. I’m not big on feelings, especially romantic ones, but you……well, there’s something about you. When I first saw you, I
couldn’t get you off my mind. At first I thought it was just curiosity. Then I actually met you, but even after that I still couldn’t get
you off my mind. So I talked to John. He told me I had a "crush” on you and it all started to make sense. So, here we are.“ He said.
I was taken back by his sweet words. I felt my cheeks go warm as I smiled in awe.
"That’s very sweet, Sherlock.” I replied.
He smiled and grabbed my hand. I felt sparks at the touch of his hand.
After out date, he walked me home and at my doorstep, kissed me goodnight.
At work the next day, Molly walked in my office and sat down at te chair in front of me. I looked up to see a hurt expression on her
face. My stomach tied in knots and I instantly felt like I needed to puke.
“So, how was your night Y/N?” She asked calmly.
“Uh..It was okay. How about yours?” I replied.
“What’d you do?” She asked, avoiding my question.
I looked down at my desk and took a deep breath. I couldn’t lie…she already knew.
“I’m sorry Molly.” I said, looking back up at her.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” She said, looking even more hurt.
“I’m sorry…I just thought you would get mad.” I said.
“Why would I get mad? I mean, yeah I like Sherlock, but he obviously has a thing for you and I’m not going to ruin that for you.” She
said.
I quickly looked up at her.
“Wait, you’re not upset that I’m dating Sherlock?” I asked in shock.
“No, not at all. I’m just hurt that you didn’t tell me.” She said.
“Oh Molly, I’m so sorry. I just didn’t want to ruin our friendship and I didn’t want to hurt you. I promise, I’ll never do it again”
I said as I sighed with relief.
She smiled and nodded.
“It’s okay Y/N.” She said as she stood up and hugged me.
“So how did it go?” She quickly asked as she pulled away from the hug.
“Oh, it was amazing. He said such sweet things and he kissed me goodnight. I really think I’m falling hard for him.” I replied.
She smiled brightly as she grabbed my hand and sat me down next to her.
“Okay, I wanna know all the details.” She said with an excited expression.
I smiled as I began to tell her all the details about the date.


Request an imagine in the ask! :)

The Red Boxers
  • John: *enters 221B, carrying a laundry basket* Mrs Hudson asked me to bring this up.
  • Sherlock: *glances at him from his armchair* Just put that in my bedroom. *as an afterthought* Please. *closes his eyes*
  • John: *comes back a minute later, clutching a pair of red boxers in his hand* This looks familiar. Is this... mine?
  • Sherlock: *with eyes still closed* No. Look at it closely. *assumes thinking pose*
  • John: *smooths pants over his open palm and inspects the underwear* *his eyes widen* Oh. *turns to his best friend* A bee and a skull? How have I never seen this before?
  • Sherlock: How would you? Molly bought that for me only a few weeks ago.
  • John: *his jaw drops* You... and Molly? Y-you're––
  • Sherlock: Yes.
  • John: *stands in front of Sherlock with his hands on his hips, the other one still clutching the pants* *in a barely concealed angry voice* Please tell me that this is real. I can't let you hurt her, especially after everything she's been through FOR you and BECAUSE of you! Sherlock, Molly loves you! And she deserves better than to be treated like you treated Janine!
  • Sherlock: *opens his eyes* *levels a cool gaze on John* This isn't like the Janine thing. There's no case, and I don't need to pretend that I'm in love with Molly. This is as real as the pants that you're still holding.
  • John: So you're dating Molly for real?
  • Sherlock: *impatiently* Yes!
  • John: *heaves a sigh of relief* Good to hear that. *throws the pants onto Sherlock's lap* Since when?
  • Sherlock: *takes a deep breath* Since she woke up from her coma. Mary was adamant that I didn't waste another minute. So, while I wasn't used to speaking about my feelings... *purses his lips* I made an effort to tell her––as eloquently as I could––that I love her.
  • John: *smirks and crosses his arms* In short, you blurted it out and confused the hell out of her?
  • Sherlock: *pouts* Yes. But, to her credit, she quickly grasped my meaning after I repeated it. She, of course, couldn't properly jump up and snog me, since she just came out of a nine-week coma. But she smiled and squeezed my hand, enough for me to know that she still loved me. We had a proper talk about it once she started to recover. *smiles up at John*
  • John: You waited until her doctor cleared her for more, er, vigorous activities, right?
  • Sherlock: *clears his throat* Of course. Bleeding through the sheets usually ruins the mood.
  • John: *chuckles* *beams at Sherlock* I'm happy for the two of you, Sherlock. *lays his hands on his friend's shoulders and forces him to look him in the eye* You are aware that it wouldn't end well for you if you break her heart, right?
  • Sherlock: *rolls his eyes* Yes, yes, I'm fully aware of that. Mary said she wouldn't hesitate to shoot me again if Molly ever comes to her crying because of me.
  • John: And I'll be right with her when she shoots you. *straightens up* So, why did you call me out here? Do we have a case?
  • Sherlock: No. *stands up and leaves his pants on his armchair* We're going to Glasgow to ask Molly's mother for her hand in marriage. *puts on his coat, scarf, and gloves* Well, I will ask, while you and Mary vouch for me. *glances back at his best friend* Come along, John. We have a train to catch.

anonymous asked:

Have you seen the Sherlock & Molly fanvid Wicked Games put up on yt a few days ago?... It gave me chills, it's so beautiful.

Oh yeah, I did see that one! Gorgeous! In fact, there are two with that song that I saw!

2

*Gryffindor Common Room*
Alice: Hey, easy on the punch, i could swear i saw Fred put something in it using a suspicious looking flask
Dominique:…..
Alice: Domi?
Domique: ….
Alice: Dominique Weasley!
Dominique: Wh-what..sorry, i was just…just nothing.
Alice: Just admiring Lysander in last week’s ‘Witch Weekly’?
Dominique: what? no, i was just..just going through it…
Alice: going through it? what happened to, and i quote, 'hating that magazine almost as much as you hate Loretta Zabini’?
Dominique :….
Alice: theres no shame in admitting a crush, Dom.
Dominique:did you want something?
Alice: yeah, i did actually. you seen James?
Dominique: *smirk* of course. of course, the only reason you’re even at this party is him
Alice: *blush* just answer the question.
Dominique: no, no i haven’t. but lets find him. *looks around, spots Molly* Molly! have you seen James?
Molly: *about to go after Tahira* he’s in a broom closet with some girl
Alice: what?…i…i gotta go *starts walking away*
Dominique: wait, Ali! *goes after her*

Frank:I’m dying
Lucy:I told you the 7th shot was not a good idea.
Frank:You drunk as much as me why are you not dying?
Lucy:I’m a Weasley
Alice:And?
Lucy:Have you seen me or Molly or any of my cousins getting hangovers?
Longbottoms:No
Lucy:Exactly.We are Weasleys, we don’t have hangovers.
Albus:We are Wotters
Lucy:Right,We are Wotters.
Frank:I hate you right now so damn much
Albus:You love us
Frank:Not now

Lucy,I’m not getting hangovers’ Weasley and Frank ,I’m dying’ Longbottom after a ,hard’ night

Taken by Alice Longbottom and Albus Potter.summer 2026

So I’m thinking about elements and directions/quarters (because have you seen this video from Molly Roberts?! Urban/City witchery at its finest!)

And I realize that there were two very old, very large trees near my house up until recently. One a block directly to the north that was struck by lightning, and one a block directly to the south that was blown over in a wind storm.

Hmm…

The One Where Molly Teaches
  • Molly: *teaching*
  • Sherlock & John: *talking loudly*
  • Molly: *annoyed* Um, excuse me? Sherlock? John?
  • Sherlock & John: *stop talking*
  • Molly: I know you're not interested and I said I'd help you after but you can't just interrupt my students *folds her arms* So come on...what was it?
  • John: *blinks* Oh, it's nothing, Molly. We're sorry...
  • Molly: *shaking her head* No, no if it's important enough to discuss while I'm teaching, then I assume it's important enough for everyone else to hear!
  • John: *mutters under his breath* Well, I'm going home with a note.
  • Sherlock: *rolls his eyes* If you must know, Molly, I was just saying to John how I think you are the most beautiful woman that I've ever seen in my life.
  • Molly: *blushes*
  • Sherlock: *gestures at John* And then you said you thought-
  • John: *rubbing his neck* Angelina Jolie.
  • Sherlock: *nods* Angelina Jolie was the most beautiful woman that he'd ever seen in his life and I said I have no idea who she is (to John) You seem to like her in-
  • John: Maleficent.
  • Sherlock: -Maleficent. I then said that your beauty is enhanced because you have the brains to match...which escalated into a loud argument.
  • Molly: ...
  • Sherlock: *looks around* Then, uh, that's when you started shouting *clears his throat* Sorry to interrupt your, um...students.
  • Molly: ...
  • Molly: *smiles* Okay, class dismissed *goes over to them*
  • John: *nudges Sherlock* Looks like you're going home with more than a note.
  • Sherlock: *smiles*

Scully: you look like you’ve seen some things.
Molly: I have an insane consulting detective, you?
Scully: *smiles* UFO nut who loves conspiracies.
Molly: it’d be better if he believed in that kind of thing. Doesn’t pay much mind to space. Wanna trade?
Scully: *ponders* How bad is he?
Molly: I have videos that I’ve taken of his ridiculous rants when he isn’t getting what he needs to solve a case. *pulls up folder on her phone*
Scully: *laughing* they’re similar. I had a kid with mine, I think he’d search the world if I skipped out.
Molly: *nods* mine probably would too. Insane men.
Scully: Dana Scully, scientist, former FBI agent covering the X files.
Molly: *grins, clearly unphased* Molly Hooper, pathologist and sanity keeper of a mad man who frequents Baker Street. Charmed.