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History of Magic Meme: [1/3] Younger versions of characters || Molly Weasley (née Prewett)

Molly Prewett was born on 30 October, 1949. She began attending Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the early 1960’s, and was sorted into Gryffindor house.  After graduation she married Arthur Weasley and their first child, Bill, was born in 1970. Six more children followed: Charlie, Percy, twins Fred and George, Ron, and Ginny. She is described as kind, gentle, loving and motherly but could also be very stern and fierce when prompted.

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BBC Sherlock Instagram AU. AU in that any of them are any good at Instagram.

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Favourite people ~ Louise Brealey

“Benedict just let me fiddle with his damp hair as a birthday treat. Apparently you have to ‘twist and diffuse’. Gulp.”

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Dex sings traditional Irish songs when drunk. Most of the time its “Molly Malone”, “Danny Boy”, or “The Fields of Athenry”.

But there was one memorable night when he sang “The Rose of Tralee” to Nursey.

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shadowhunters & my favorite songs
ellie goulding

»dark times, you could always find the bright side
i’m amazed by the things you would sacrifice
just to be there for me«
- army

[caption: ten gifs of clary and simon with lyrics layered over them: “i know that i’ve been messed up/you never let me give up/all the nights and the fights/and the blood and the break-ups/you’re always there to call up/i’m a pain, i’m a child, I’m afraid/yet you understand/yeah, like no one can/know that we don’t look like much/but no one fucks it up like us”]

the cafeteria food at ebott university (and other unfixable atrocities)

i cannot believe while working on the sadfest that is hellfire (im almost done with chapter 4 i s w e a r) i took a break to write a trashy college au cHRIST

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slow burn sans/grillby, eventual alphys/undyne as well

summary:  Grillby doesn’t think he can handle another disgusting meal provided by the EU food courts. Luckily, he has a solution.


Grillby had a problem.

The problem was that the food in every single one of the food courts was absolutely disgusting. The salads were greasy, the meats were gristly, and the soups had the consistency of slime. As a culinary major, it felt like a personal offense every time he choked down what was only a burger in name.

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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.

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OUTFIT FOR DECEMBER 11TH IN B STAGE PIT!!

HEY TAYLOR @taylorswift ITS ME MOLLIE IM NOT SURE YOU REMEMBER MY FACE FROM THE TIME YOU LIKED IT LAST BUT IM GOING TO BE AT YOUR SHOW DECEMBER 11TH IN MELBOURNE AUSTRALIA!!

YOU HAVE HELPED ME THROUGH SO MUCH TAYLOR, BEING 17 AND STARTING TO LOSE A LOT OF PEOPLE THAT MEANT A LOT TO ME IN MY LIFE WAS HARD BUT YOU HELPED ME THROUGH AND HAVE HELPED SHAPE ME TO WHO I AM TODAY

ILL BE PARTYING LIKE ITS 1989 IN MY POLAROID THEMED OUTFIT WITH MY MUM, WE ARE BOTH SO EXCITED AND HAPPY TO BE GOING TO THIS TOUR DATE AND CANT WAIT!!!

@taylorswift @tree-paine @1989tourupdates @1989costumes @1989concertoutfits @1989tourupdates @loft89experience

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Cami Voorhees performing Molly’s ‘He Could Be The One’ combo

“You’ve taken Molly to Angelo’s before?”

He let the newspaper drop an inch, pursing his lips as he stared at John and his accusatory finger pointing at his mobile phone. “Hmm?” he said letting his eyes drop back to the paper in renewed faked interest. 

“Molly told Mary.”

Blinking fiercely, he quickly said, “…I’ve brought you there.”

“Not as a date!”

“It wasn’t a date,” he scoffed throwing aside his newspaper, letting it land on top of his breakfast, as he knew that John wouldn’t just let the subject drop like any other man. “It was dinner.”

“Are we talking dinner-dinner?” said John raising his brows. 

Sherlock knitted his, “Repeating the word doesn’t make it clearer what you mean John.”

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