I love that Lestrade honestly believes it was Sherlock.
Molly Hooper! The sweetest character on BBC Sherlock :D
Can series three be out now?
It’s like this still is from an alternate universe where Sherlock is the sweet one and Molly is the pain in the ass.
CAN THIS BE A THING
I think it needs to be.
Sherlock: Dim, this is Molly Hooper.
Dimmock: Hi. So, you’re Molly Hooper. Sherlock’s told me all about you. You doing one of your post-mortems?
Sherlock: Dim works in detecting, at the Yard. That’s how we met. Office romance.
Molly: [glances at Dimmock] Straight.
Sherlock: Sorry, what?
Molly: Nothing. Um, “wait” while I get my hand out of this man’s chest cavity.
NEED THIS LIKE AIR
ellewoodsinthetardis asked you: I know you do Sherlock stuff, do you think you could maybe take a shot at Molly/Irene? :) Love your art ^^
wow that only took forever to get kinda right but here yah go and thanks
whycantiholdallthesefeels requested: molly or irene?
The way I understood this was that I’m supposed to choose between Molly or Irene. Well, to put it simply, but I can’t.
Molly and Irene are so insanely different but equally amazing to me. I don’t understand how anyone can dislike either one of the characters. The arguments made against them often drive me mad because I just cannot comprehend them at all.
Molly Hooper is a timid girl. She’s soft-spoken, polite, gentle, a bit shy and inevitably in love with Sherlock Holmes. These are not qualities of someone who is weak. Throughout the series, she is someone who calls Sherlock out on his crude behavior. “Why do you always have to spoil—?” and “You always say such horrible, horrible things.” She even demands that he says ‘thank you.’
She’s there for him. Constantly. Whatever favor he needs, Molly delivers. Is that because she’s a pushover? Maybe, but she’s genuine and she’s kind and she is selfless. She tries to do things for those that she cares about.
Does her love for Sherlock stop her from living? No. She goes out with Jim because she’s aware that Sherlock isn’t attainable, she isn’t some girl that sits around and waits for him forever. She gets on with her life while still maintaining the level of friendship that she can with the detective.
Molly astounds and fascinates Sherlock by being there for him. She can see through his act and is able to tell that he is bothered. Hurt. He’s not okay.
I would never write her off as “unimportant.” It’s impossible. Molly Hooper is not pathetic, sad, hopeless or anything of the sort. She is a character that embodies the characteristics that many people like myself have. In that way, she can empower people just like her. Whomever claims that she is a step back for feminism cannot be more wrong because there is nothing wrong with being a gentle person.
Irene Adler, on the other hand, is nearly her polar opposite. She is cunning, sly, confident and demanding. Whether or not she’s in love with Sherlock Holmes is left unclear, but she is definitely infatuated with him. She and Sherlock fascinate each other in so many ways that even John feels a little out of place with them.
She has her own kind of genius. She can’t spot an airline pilot from his tie but she knows how to work people to get what she wants — I mean, she does it to Sherlock of all people.
Irene is smart. She knows that using what she’s gained for blackmail is useless and instead demands protection. People have argued that she’s bad for feminism because of how she uses her body, but the fact of the matter is, it’s her body. She knows how to use it and is obviously comfortable enough with herself that it’s no one else’s business.
She can see Sherlock’s little weaknesses, she knows how to stand as his equal and when she and Sherlock have a showdown over her phone it’s quite clear that he’s met his match in some way or another.
So, thank you very much for the request and I am so sorry that I wrote an essay but between Molly and Irene, I just can’t choose one or the other. I love them both.
Your URL is so accurate, honestly, why can’t I hold all these feels?
Wholock: Martha Jones and Molly Hooper studied medicine together
I ship it.
I present to you…
Molly Hooper, Shieldmaiden of Baker Street.
“The one who counted.”
She’s disguised in the robes of the enemy.
Everytime I rewatch The Return of the King I get all these feels, and the Eowyn feels are among the greatest (up there with all those hobbit feels). I’ve watched the trilogy at least 20 times now (for each movie) and I still cry. Every. Fucking. Time.
“Doesn’t it ever frighten you?”
Irene isn’t looking at Molly when she speaks. She’s gazing idly at her reflection in one of the beakers full of colored liquid and chemicals that are arranged around Molly’s lab table. Applying more aqua shadow to one meticulously painted eyelid.
“Does what frighten me?” Molly asks, trying to look occupied as Irene glances up at her, an attempt to hide the fact that she’d been staring.
Irene shuts her makeup case with a snap. “The dead people, of course.”
Molly nods slowly — in understanding, not in affirmation. “Ah,” she says. She should have known, not even the dark and mysterious Irene Adler would understand this without being told. She’s silent for a moment, and Irene looks at her, though not expectantly — she smiles.
“Fearless, are you?” Irene says. She straightens, extends one arm and wraps her fingers around the nape of Molly’s neck. Firmly but gently, she pulls Molly in for a kiss.
Molly lets her, kisses her back, even. She breathes in the scent of Irene’s perfume, trying not to think about how fearless she really isn’t.