yeah i'll be leaving now

The One With The Interruption
  • *221B*
  • John: *knocks on Sherlock's bedroom door*
  • Sherlock: *in a sexy voice* Come iiiiin. I've been waiting for youuuuu.
  • John: *enters* Hey, I was just wondering- *shouting* for God's sake! *backs runs out in horror* what the hell are you doing?
  • Sherlock: *following, pulling on a dressing gown; annoyed* What does it look like? I was- I was taking a nap.
  • John: *averting his eyes* Since when do you take naps in that position? *groans* tPlease tell me you weren't waiting for me...
  • Sherlock: *frowns* Don't flatter yourself. I'm seeing someone from work *thinking* I'm seeing a woman from work!
  • John: *impressed* That really fit Hopkins woman?
  • Sherlock: ...
  • Sherlock: Sure.
  • John: *quickly* Well, in that case, just give me a second and I'll be out of your hair. I'll just get a jacket and when I get back, I don't want to know anything.
  • -knocking-
  • John: *grimaces* Maybe that's her... *approaches the door*
  • Sherlock: *panicking* Okay, umm...
  • John: *opens the door*
  • Sherlock: *relaxes* It's just Grant and Mycroft...
  • John: *frowns* I thought you two were at dinner?
  • Greg: Well, we were! But Mycroft was talking so loudly on his phone they told us to leave.
  • Mycroft: *texting* I had to talk loud because that awful music was loud!
  • Greg: *frowns* It was important.
  • Mycroft: *sighs* They'll be other meals, Gregory.
  • Greg: *narrows his eyes* You'll be lucky.
  • Molly: *entering, happily; flipping a bottle of champagne, giggling to herself*
  • Molly: *sees everyone; suddenly shy* Oh...um... *grins widely; falsely excited* I'm so glad you're all here! My lab finally got new scalpels!
QwQ ep7

The feels in this ep was like a flood, a tsunami, holy sht. The following are just my thought flow while watching the ep lmao

  • Chika my bby mikan *cuddle huggle
  • nvm You did it for me
  • BLESS ALL THE YOUCHIKA IN THIS EP
  • 1st years are so precious
  • Yoshiko is actual angel
  • Maa I was hoping a miracle would happen but reality still hits hard. I feel awful but I’m glad it happened this way. The aftermath and reactions are all very well-portrayed, very human.
  • lovely childhood trio (chikayoukana) moments
  • USING SORA MO KOKORO MO HARERU KARA IS JUST PLAIN CHEATING YOU CAN’T DO THAT AAASDFFSDFGAGASDF
  • Feels, feels, more feels. Fck
  • is that DiaMari? That’s DiaMari isn’t it? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) 
  • good ol’ YouRiko cheering Chika on. My bbys
  • Kanan pulling Maru along is one of the cutest things ever
  • Dia called out ‘Riko-san’ and I’m just like ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  • Go go Aqours!!!!!
  • Looks like they’re going to visit the snow-buried Saint Snow next ep. Please please PLEASE somehow let it be a Ruby-centric episode my dear woobie needs her own ep pls pls pls pls

But today I do! DOES ANYONE KNOW HOW TO HANDLE THE FACT THAT COMMUNITY IS ENDING????? CAUSE I DON’T!!!!

For classifiedluke and macaroonmichael’s blurb night :)

Med student!Luke wanted to aspire to something in life.

Back in kindergarten, he’d never been like those children that boasted about becoming a firefighter or a football star, an actress or a singer. No—every time an adult would ask cute little Luke “what he wanted to be when he grew up”, his answer was always the same: “I want to be a neurosurgeon. The best in the country.”

And now, years later, Luke was still aspiring, still hoping, so close to becoming what he’d dreamt of being all throughout school. All he had to do was pass this exam.

It was definitely easier said than done.

“Luke,” you murmured, running your hands along his hunched shoulders as he bent over several textbooks and notepads, scribbling down reminders and definitions. He was stressed—you could see it in the way he sat—and of course, he had good reason to be.

But you knew this was unhealthy, and that he needed a break.

“Baby, your brain won’t be able to retain all of this,” you said gently as you stroked his biceps. You placed your chin on the crown of his head as he sighed, knowing that you were right. But there was this horrifying paranoia plaguing his brain—what if he’d missed something?

“I can’t stop,” his voice sounded strangled. You leaned down, pressing a sweet kiss to the nape of his neck and closing your eyes, inhaling deeply and breathing in the strong scent of lemon lingering around your boyfriend.

“Luke, it’s unhealthy,” you tried. You left hand slid down his arm, all the way to the hand that was holding a textbook open while his eyes drifted along the page and the words mindlessly. You managed to lock your fingers with his, giving his hands an appreciative squeeze.

“This exam controls my entire future, Y/N,” Luke reminded you. You rolled your eyes—you would never forget those words, he said them every day to stress just how important his examination was.

“I know,” you breathed, “But please. Take a breather. For me.”

Luke tensed. You bit back a smile, knowing that he would break from his intense studying habits to make you happy. Groaning at the stiffness of his joints, he blinked sleep from his eyes and pushed away from his desk.

“Fine,” he said, sitting up straight and stretching. He stood, towering over you, and you shot him a small, grateful smile.

“Wake me up in an hour,” he requested. You didn’t bother arguing, knowing that Luke would only protest if you bargained two hours other than one. Luke stumbled over to the bed, pulling of his shirt as he did, and fell onto the soft duvet, immediately curling up into a ball and burying his face in the pillows.

“Love you,” he murmured sleepily, already beginning to drift off, his eyelids relaxing. You chuckled softly, sitting onto the bed beside him and running your hands through his hair, soothing him and sending chills down his spine.

“I love you more,” you whispered to him, smiling fondly at your huge, broad yet lanky boyfriend spread out on his bed, “My neurosurgeon.”

Luke fell asleep with a smile on his face.

Another source of praise for the show has been the unique relationship shared by the two main characters. Though there is chemistry between Anderson and Duchovny, the writers and actors take pains to maintain a tender but nonsexual relationship.

SciFi Entertainment, December 1994

I look at this and the only thing running in my head is “s-senpai noticed me!” sooooo I need to get some sleep.

[thank you forcolorfulskies for letting me color this I like coloring things]

How I think Girl Meets Texas part 3 should have went
  • Lucas: ( sees Maya walking to class ) Maya!
  • Maya: (looks) ( walks really fast to somewhere else)
  • Lucas: ( catches up to her ) Maya we need to talk!
  • Maya: I don't think that's a good idea.
  • Lucas: Maya please. Can you meet me at Topanga's after school? We need to talk about the campfire.
  • Maya: Fine. I'll meet you there.
  • ( Next scene to at Topanga's )
  • Lucas: Maya I'm sorry about what happend at the campfire.
  • Maya: ( remains silent )
  • Lucas: I didn't mean to put all that pressure on you and make you scared of me.
  • Maya: Lucas, if you kissed me and Riley knew about it, she would be crushed.
  • Lucas: I didn't know what I was doing!
  • Maya: Clearly.
  • Lucas: It's never going to happen again.
  • Maya: Agreed. Can I leave now?
  • Lucas: Yeah. I'll walk you out.
  • Lucas and Maya walk out of Topanga's and Lucas turns her around and kisses her.
  • Riley watches them. She realizes they really like each other and walks away
  • Maya: ...why did you do that?
  • Lucas: ....
  • Maya walks away confused but then giggles on her way up the stairs.
  • Hope this isn't cheesy : )

Nathan was in a foul mood. He’d realised that now that Preston was gone there was no one to check on his biological brother for him and tell him how he was doing. He was afraid that one day some Master was going to leave a newspaper laying around and he’d see his brother’s picture in the obituary section. He looked in every newspaper he saw just to check, to see if his brother was okay, because he missed his brother terribly. “Can’t you see that I’m not in the mood for whatever it is? Leave me alone.” He didn’t even look at the person, he just carried on scouring the papers in front of him from many different regions.. 

so i guess that’s it, guys *wipes tears* see ya in two years. take care