Is This A Kink I Have Or Was This Fic just Really Well Written; an existential crisis in three acts
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Donna Noble
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totally looks like
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Nostalgia
only 5K … neat, guess us older folk are scarce here on tumblr
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INSPIRATION- archeryto the archers who view their arrows as an extension of their souls, whose aim is a force to be reckoned with as they kill from a distance. they are clever warriors, keeping safe distance while making their attacks, ensuring their own security while piercing that of their enemies.
Arthur Conan Doyle was a fucking genius. GENIUS.
oh my god
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No one needs these middle bits
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This show is basically Sherlolly fanfic
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Him (the brilliant criminal examiner):
How was the Cafe De Paris last night? Busy?
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Molly (yes, that really is her name):
Who says I was at the Cafe De Paris?
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Him:
You were dancing cheek to cheek somewhere. You've got stubble rash and you smell of Charter House aftershave. Lipstick on your neck, your own, somebody was getting pretty amorous. Cafe De Paris seems the most likely spot as you haven't got a stamp on your hand and it's one of the few places that doesn't use them.
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Molly:
If you're so interested I'll take you along next time.
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Him:
(looks down bashfully) Two left feet.
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Him:
Anyway, I'd prefer to have you at your best in the morning (when you show up to work at the morgue).
