Molly stares at her computer screen, completely at a loss. It's been months since she updated, and everything's changed since. She doesn't know where to start.
Never mind about Jim, she types. He turned out to be a criminal genius who was just using me to get at that other man I fancied. He's disappeared and Sherlock's hot on his trail, and they can both hang, because I've found someone new.
And I'm over the moon. She pauses, biting her lip. What else can she say?
She's lovely. She makes me feel amazing. She tells me that I'm beautiful, and isn't horrified by my job, and she's just stunning. Model-pretty, you know?
I can't say who she is, she works for someone Important. Whenever there's a royal scandal that needs handling, her boss runs her ragged and she smokes exactly one and a half cigarettes out my bathroom window. I don't mind. She puts up with my watching Glee and that I have to wash my hair three times to get charred-corpse smell out of it.
Sometimes I feel like a Kept Woman. She buys me really pretty things
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anonymous
December 8 2010, 01:06:34 UTC
- Author: sorry I totally forgot to title the fill post above. This is the last of it, if anyone's still interested. -
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We have a game we play, every time she's out of town. Before she leaves, she goes up to my stack of old medical journals, picks one out at random, and takes it with her to read on her trip. She calls up every day, and talks to me about the articles. At first, I had to do a lot of explaining, but she's catching on. She even likes when I talk about work, and that's new for me.
To be perfectly honest, she says she loves that about me. My job, I mean. That I'm good at it and enjoy it and honestly when she starts in about how my science-y ways turn her on, it's always a little confusing. I'm used to people teasing me about it, and here she loves me for it! I've even learned not to wear my reading glasses in bed around her, especially if I have an early shift the next day.
That's the hardest part to get used to, actually. She loves me, all of the things about me that I thought were odd. She loves that I get
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anonymous
December 8 2010, 03:33:47 UTC
Author here, a bit embarrassed because I honestly didn't think anyone was watching this old post and that I could throw this out into the wilderness unseen. Eep.
Re: Fill, Untitled 2/2crashcart9December 10 2010, 16:51:04 UTC
Lovely! I always really fancy fics where Molly and Anthea (and Sally, and Sarah) are treated like actual people, so it's fantastic that Molly's finally taken something she wants rather than mooning over Sherlock or using her evilboyfriend to make him jealous. Femslash is something I wish there was more of on the meme; thanks for this!
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Never mind about Jim, she types. He turned out to be a criminal genius who was just using me to get at that other man I fancied. He's disappeared and Sherlock's hot on his trail, and they can both hang, because I've found someone new.
And I'm over the moon. She pauses, biting her lip. What else can she say?
She's lovely. She makes me feel amazing. She tells me that I'm beautiful, and isn't horrified by my job, and she's just stunning. Model-pretty, you know?
I can't say who she is, she works for someone Important. Whenever there's a royal scandal that needs handling, her boss runs her ragged and she smokes exactly one and a half cigarettes out my bathroom window. I don't mind. She puts up with my watching Glee and that I have to wash my hair three times to get charred-corpse smell out of it.
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We have a game we play, every time she's out of town. Before she leaves, she goes up to my stack of old medical journals, picks one out at random, and takes it with her to read on her trip. She calls up every day, and talks to me about the articles. At first, I had to do a lot of explaining, but she's catching on. She even likes when I talk about work, and that's new for me.
To be perfectly honest, she says she loves that about me. My job, I mean. That I'm good at it and enjoy it and honestly when she starts in about how my science-y ways turn her on, it's always a little confusing. I'm used to people teasing me about it, and here she loves me for it! I've even learned not to wear my reading glasses in bed around her, especially if I have an early shift the next day.
That's the hardest part to get used to, actually. She loves me, all of the things about me that I thought were odd. She loves that I get ( ... )
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(Mycroft says convinced eclair, so he thinks it's sweet too)
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-- previously authoranon for blogfill above.
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