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Your muse finds my muse half-asleep with an empty pill bottle in their hand. Tell me how your muse reacts or send a ❋ for my muse’s last words (or maybe not) to yours.

rpmememaker:

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Student: I sprained my finger and can't play gym.
Teacher: okay.
Student: I have an anxiety disorder and can't do my speech in front of the class.
Teacher: Everybody gets nervous. Get up there.

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(Source: hiddlesluscious)

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yarnhatsx inquired:
   "Have you fallen asleep on me?"   

jawnlovesjumpers:

yarnhatsx:

jawnlovesjumpers:

"Wha-huh?" John asked, opening his eyes quickly, snapping his head up. "No-no, of course not," he added, trying to hide the sleepiness from his voice.

"I didn’t mind. You can go back to sleep if you’d like. I won’t be moving for a while." He turned to lightly nuzzle his cheek, kissing it a bit. "Did you sleep well?"

"Oh…Well, o-okay," John stuttered, feeling a blush forming on his cheeks as Sherlock nuzzled his cheek and gave him a small kiss. "Uh, yeah, I did. Thanks," he said awkwardly, still a bit flustered about being caught sleeping on Sherlock.

"Good. Always like to make sure my blogger is fully rested." He shifted and leaned against him, nestling his face into his shoulder with a yawn. "You smell nice. I like it. I’m exhausted."

posted 1 month ago with 4 notes
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Sherlock AU: A relapse leads to an overdose.

(Source: doomslock)

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ivyblossom:

luciawestwick:

THE FINEST DEDUCTION EVER (X)

You count, Benedict Sherlock. You’ve always counted.

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yarnhatsx inquired:
   "Have you fallen asleep on me?"   

jawnlovesjumpers:

"Wha-huh?" John asked, opening his eyes quickly, snapping his head up. "No-no, of course not," he added, trying to hide the sleepiness from his voice.

"I didn’t mind. You can go back to sleep if you’d like. I won’t be moving for a while." He turned to lightly nuzzle his cheek, kissing it a bit. "Did you sleep well?"

posted 1 month ago with 4 notes
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Our muses have signed up for a social experiment and have just been placed in a room and told to kiss for the first time. Send me ‘who are you?’ for my muse’s reaction!

(Source: rpprompts)

posted 1 month ago with 1,376 notes
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bed

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im-just-mary-watson:

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Her fingers brushed gently across her daughter’s cheek, marveling at the tiny being so happily nestled in her arms. She looked up at Sherlock. “You ought to try holding her.”

He paused to study her, Mary and his daughter before getting up to sit next to her on her bed, brushing some hair back from her face. “I would, but I don’t know how and I’d rather not hurt her.”

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