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gregorovitch-adler · 7 months

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Jacket

(Sequel to Affection for @topsyturvy-turtely and @a-victorian-girl)

John was standing in front of the mirror above the mantle piece in the sitting room, putting on a jacket to go out for a walk. The weather was bright and he had wanted to stretch his limbs a bit.

Sherlock came out of his bedroom in a T-shirt and pyjama bottoms. He had put on a dressing gown, looking gorgeous even then. John sighed and averted his eyes from Sherlock.

Sherlock walked up behind John and began to help him with his jacket.

Odd, John thought with his eyebrows raised, but he let Sherlock help him with the sleeves.

John fastened the zip, and Sherlock wrapped his arms around John's waist all of a sudden. His heart was racing.

"What are you doing?" asked John with his brows knitted, trying to free himself from Sherlock's grip.

Sherlock did not step away, or even loosen his grip. What the hell?

John glared at Sherlock through the mirror.

"So, when were you going to tell me?"

"Tell you what?" his hands were still grabbing at Sherlock's forearms, but he had stopped resisting now for some reason. He had to know what was going on, though.

"That you think I'm the best and the wisest man you've ever known? And that nobody else could ever hold a candle to me? I never realised... John, I had no idea!" Sherlock had placed his chin on John's shoulder.

John's lips parted in horror. "You went to through my drafts? Scratch that, you opened my laptop again?"

"Obviously."

"Obviously. I'd even changed my password recently. How... and why?"

"Mine was in the bedroom. I had to note something down urgently, and your laptop was right there. Also, it's not so hard to guess someone's password when it's their year of birth. Seriously, John?"

John could see his face turn scarlet in the mirror. "Yeah, whatever. You couldn't have just noted down what you had to, and then shut it again, could you?"

"Doesn't matter. Don't steer away from the point. How long have you been feeling this way?"

John closed his eyes in embarrassment, now feeling apologetic. "Are you here to humiliate me?"

"No."

John waited for Sherlock to elaborate. Which he didn't. He just kept staring at John through the mirror, still holding him from behind. His grip was now gentle, and John had to fight the urge to lean back.

"I'm sorry. Didn't want you to find out this way. Or at all, actually." John swallowed.

"Why?"

"Because you clearly don't feel the same. Now you'll think I'm a creep, and I don't have anything to explain..." he trailed off and cleared his throat. "I can find a new place to stay if you like -"

Sherlock leaned into John's ear and dropped the pitch of his voice. "Shh. I do feel the same. And much more."

John shivered and turned to look at Sherlock directly with disbelief. "Really?"

Sherlock nodded; his face completely earnest.

"I... I never had a clue," said John and turned around. He held up his hand and stopped mid-air. He slowly reached for Sherlock's chin to hold it gently.

"Because you're an idiot." Sherlock pulled John closed by the collar of his jacket and pressed his lips on John's.

John kissed him back with his arms around Sherlock's shoulders.

John swept his tongue along Sherlock's bottom lip, and Sherlock dropped his arms to his waist as they continued to kiss; mouths opening for each other even more.

Sherlock really felt this way about him? And here John thought he was going to have to pine for him for a very long time. Life long probably.

John could not be happier to be proven wrong. It was the best day of his life. He was smiling into the kiss now.

They pulled away after some time, breathlessly.

"Join me for a walk?" John held Sherlock's beautiful face in his hands.

"Sure." Sherlock kissed him once more and turned to make his way back to his bedroom to get dressed.

John smiled to himself, wondering if he was living a dream. Surprisingly, he wasn't.

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Sherlock September Challenge.

Prompt: Jacket by @onesmallfamily

Tags: @helloliriels @keirgreeneyes @lisbeth-kk @lookingforlifeoutthere @calaisreno @peanitbear @curlyjohnlock @gaylilsherlock @kettykika78 @missdeliadili @curlyjohnlock

#johnlock #bbc sherlock #john watson #sherlock holmes #sherlock holmes/john watson #sherlock x john #sherlockian #sherlock headcanon #ficlet #new ficlet #fic writing #30 days of sherlock september 2023 #prompt: jacket #sequel to a previous prompt #fluff #first kiss #awkwardness #idiots in love

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fangledeities · 5 months

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The Disrobing of Christ, c. 1440, Master of the Karlsruhe Passion, possibly Hans Hirtz. Staatliche Kunsthalle Karlsruhe.

Late Gothic period

#fangledeities #monica bellucci #confusion #discomfort #awkwardness #passion of christ #gothic art #german painter #karlsruhe #sacrilege #pinup #glamor photography

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dominik528 · 5 months

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The most tense and awkward family reunion in TV history.

#Umbrella Academy #Netflix #screenshots #season 2 #reunion #awkwardness #Allison Hargreeves #Vanya Hargreeves #Elliot Page #Emmy Raver Lampman #characters

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ginsoakedgirl80 · 5 months

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For a moment I thought he was dreaming everything and ready to get mad.

GASP.!

And then it gets weirdly romantic, what?

(This was a choice)

Just for how long did they look at each other until the guys showed up?

hahahaha

#Story of Kunning Palace #Bai Lu #Zhang Linghe #excuse my bad quality screenshots #episode 32 #easy on the lense flare #awkwardness

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bloody-bee-tea · 6 months

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BeeTober 2023 Day 20 - Wrench throwing

Suguru lets out a weary sigh when the curse they are supposed to exorcise hides inside a building. It’s always so much more work if they have to track these things down across multiple floors.

“Ah, come on, it’ll be fun,” Satoru says, clearly not at all bothered and just seeing him bounce on the balls of his feet has Suguru exhausted.

He truly doesn’t understand where he takes all this energy from.

“How can you be this enthusiastic?” he sighs out and Satoru almost shoves a pack of sweets in his face.

“It helps wonders with energy levels,” he promises, rattling the bag as if that could make it more enticing.

“Fine,” Suguru sighs out, taking one of the sweets for himself and while he doubts that the sugar is going to do anything for his own energy level the taste of it certainly does lift his spirits.

“Good, right?” Satoru asks, munching away on a sweet of his own and Suguru’s mouth ticks with an aborted laugh.

He’s just too adorable, Suguru thinks and then promptly shoves that thought away. It’s neither the time nor the place for this and Satoru would probably have his head for thinking that anyway.

“It’s okay,” Suguru lies, because it’s actually amazing but he enjoys the annoyed huff Satoru lets out.

“Gonna find one you love one of these days,” he mutters under his breath and Suguru pretends that he didn’t just hear that. He’s too busy convincing his heart to beat regularly again anyway and by the time he can even think to react Satoru has ventured into the building, clearly on the lookout for the curse.

“Come out, come out, wherever you are,” he sing-songs and Suguru rolls his eyes before he follows him.

Sometimes he wishes that Satoru would take these things more seriously but as long as he jokes around like this, there really isn’t that much danger for them. Suguru knows from experience that it’s time to worry when Satoru goes focused and serious and so this is actually more reassuring than anything.

Still, he can’t help himself.

“Would it kill you to take things seriously for once?” he calls after Satoru who waves over his shoulder.

“Yes, actually,” he flippantly gives back and Suguru thinks it might not even be a complete lie. Satoru acts deathly allergic to everything that would require him to act like a true grown-up so who knows. It’s always possible that he will simply implode if he can’t joke around.

Suguru follows behind Satoru, always unwilling to let him out of his sight during a mission even though he knows Satoru hardly needs his protection and something wistful comes over him when he notices that the floor is entirely used up by a car shop.

“Ugh, it smells in here,” Satoru complaints because of course he does but Suguru only hums. “What, you like it here or something?” Satoru wants to know as Suguru moves his hands over some of the tools.

“I do,” he admits and a small smile plays around his mouth as he remembers summers in his village. “I think if they hadn’t found me I would probably be a mechanic.”

“No way in hell,” Satoru immediately says and he seems honestly affronted. “You’re meant for more. I mean. You’re so good with people, surely you’d wanted to do something social?”

“I don’t actually like dealing with people that much,” Suguru says with a shrug.

Sure, he knows how people tick and he is not above using his looks to get people to do what he wants but he doesn’t enjoy it.

The only one he truly enjoys spending time with is Satoru.

Who is staring at him as if Suguru had just explained to him that the sky is black.

“You don’t like people?” he breathes out, clearly shocked and Suguru shrugs again. “But you like me!”

“You hardly classify as a person,” Suguru shoots back and before Satoru can get the wrong idea into his head and flinch with the implication that he’s nothing more than his technique Suguru adds: “You’re more sugar than human at this point.”

Satoru lets out a surprised laugh, though Suguru detects how relieved he sounds anyway. As if Suguru could ever think of him as anything other than painfully, wonderfully human.

“I don’t even eat that much sugar,” Satoru tries to defend himself but the bag of sweets that sticks out of his back pocket immediately calls him a liar and Suguru lets him know as much with a pointed look.

“Rude,” Satoru mutters and turns around to continue their search for the curse.

Suguru can’t detect any cursed energy and clearly Satoru can’t either because he’s in no rush to press on.

“So, you imagined yourself working in a place like this?” he idly asks as he looks around the room and Suguru nods.

“I helped out during summer breaks in my village. I liked working there. It’s easy, fixing a car.”

Unlike with humans; there are so many nuances and everything is so incredibly grey instead of simply black and white. Cars are easier.

“That’s so—mundane,” Satoru mutters and Suguru frowns at him.

“You got something to say to that?” he challenges him but Satoru waves him off.

“No, I just—I can’t really imagine you with a wrench in your hand, you know,” he then says and Suguru raises an eyebrow at him before he reaches out for the wrench that’s laying just next to his hand.

“Here, can you imagine it now?” he asks and Satoru blinks before he ducks his head and hides his expression.

“You look like an idiot, you should just drop it,” he shortly tells Suguru.

“You’re an idiot,” Suguru bites back—not very mature, but who cares—and then he throws the wrench at Satoru.

He knows it can’t hit him, will bounce off uselessly against Satoru’s Limitless, so he turns away before it even comes into contact with Satoru.

But then there’s the sound of metal hitting flesh, a pained yelp and Suguru turns back around so fast he thinks he sprained something in his back.

“Ow, ow, ow, Suguru, what the fuck,” Satoru cries out, holding his hand to his shoulder and Suguru can do nothing but blink in surprise. “Seriously, what was that for?” Satoru asks again, rubbing the spot where the wrench must have hit him. “Is that how we’re going to express ourselves now? No longer with words but by wrench throwing?” he mutters under his breath and he flexes his fingers and moves his arm in a way that lets Suguru know it really hurts.

“Are you dying?” Suguru blurts out, his brain coming back online and Satoru glares at him over the rim of his glasses.

“If you had aimed a little bit higher I might be, yes,” he snaps, and Suguru is at his side in a second.

“Satoru, are you dying?” he asks, more insistent this time and he flutters his hands over Satoru’s body. “Have you been cursed? Is that it?”

“Suguru, what are you on about? I feel fine,” Satoru says and slaps his hands away.

“Your Limitless. Why didn’t it work? Are you sure you’re feeling fine?” Suguru demands to know and he already has come up with several theories on what the curse could have done to Satoru to disable his technique.

While Suguru completely panics though, Satoru goes eerily still.

“Of course it didn’t work,” he finally says and Suguru stares at him.

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“You threw that wrench.”

“Yeah, so? Did the curse do something to me?” he then asks because that thought hadn’t even occurred to him yet.

“Suguru, seriously,” Satoru sighs out and Suguru might still be panicking a little bit but he doesn’t miss the faint blush that spreads out over Satoru’s cheekbones. “You’re the exception to my technique.”

There’s the faintest tremor to his voice and it’s enough to make Suguru freeze.

“What is that supposed to mean?” he finally asks because he needs Satoru to explain this to him with more words.

“Haven’t you noticed yet? You can always touch me.”

“You can always touch me, more like,” Suguru says on reflex, because it’s usually Satoru reaching out for him, hanging off his shoulder, tugging on his clothes.

“Potayto, potahto,” Satoru says with a roll of his eyes. “Do you really think I disable my technique every time I reach out for you? It’s automated, Suguru, remember?”

“So I—don’t register for Limitless?” Suguru breathes out and he can’t stop himself, he reaches out and ghosts his fingertips over Satoru’s cheek.

His skin is smooth and warm and there’s no trace of Limitless.

“You don’t,” Satoru says, his voice noticeably higher than it usually is.

“But the wrench? You said you automated it based on velocity and mass. It should have registered as a threat.”

“It was thrown by you,” Satoru simply says, as if he isn’t overthrowing Suguru’s entire world with this revelation.

“You trust me,” Suguru breathes out and Satoru pulls a face.

“Come on, Suguru, of course I trust you. We’re a duo, right?”

“No, you—” Suguru takes a deep breath. “You trust me.”

He means to say ‘You love me’ but can’t quite find it in him yet but the distinction must be clear to Satoru now because he goes bright red in the face and Suguru didn’t even know he could blush like that.

“So what if I do?” he finally bites out, crossing his arms in front of his chest as if that could keep Suguru away if Limitless already doesn’t help him there.

But Suguru is not one to be kept away, not by Satoru, so he simply steps forward and pulls Satoru into a hug.

“I trust you, too,” Suguru whispers into Satoru’s ear and it only takes Satoru a second to reciprocate the hug.

“I should hope so,” he sniffs out, but Suguru feels how tightly he’s holding on to him and he knows that for all his bravado, Satoru was still worried about this.

Just like Suguru was. And Suguru thinks it’s only fair that he gives Satoru a secret of his own.

“I like all the sweets you bring, because you bring them for me,” he whispers into Satoru’s silky soft hair and when his breath hits his skin a shudder runs through Satoru.

“Noted,” he wheezes out and Suguru chuckles before he presses a chaste kiss to his throat.

“Come on, lets exorcise this damn curse and then I’ll take you out for dinner, alright?”

“A date?” Satoru asks, moving away from Suguru.

“A date,” he agrees and briefly cups Satoru’s cheek in his hand. “But work first.”

“Fine. I’ll obliterate this curse,” Satoru breathes out and immediately gets going.

Suguru can do nothing but stare fondly after him and by the time he catches up to Satoru the curse is already long gone. It was Satoru’s quickest work yet and Suguru has never before seen him this motivated.

He’ll have to promise him dates more often in the future it seems, not that it’s going to be much of a hardship.

Suguru will promise him the world, if Satoru lets him, after all.

#bt writes #beetober23 #jjk #satosugu #stsg #geto suguru #gojo satoru #love confessions #fluff #getting together #awkwardness #just boys in love

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devine-fem · 5 months

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i love awkwardness so much in romance, oh my god is it so cute??? when they cant touch each other without making a big deal out of it, avoid romantic keywords that feel too intimate so they’re extra soft and sweet with each other so it makes them pine like crazy, its like ughhh-

#fanfiction #fandom #writing #awkward #awkwardness #comic books #books #writing tropes

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cowboyjen68 · 1 year

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Hi Jen! I love your blog. I just wanted to ask, if you think that it is possible for someone who’s weird looking and unattractive and also socially awkward and a bit of total looser to get a girlfriend? Because i think women are so gorgeous and I’m not and I feel like it would be creepy for me to approach anyone because of how I look and because I’m awkward. I don’t know I’m just ranting. Hope you’re having a nice day <33

When I was in my teens I was convinced I was unattractive, weird looking, dull, and all those things that we think we see when we compare ourselves to others. NOT that some of us aren't truly awkward, differently looking and unique (meaning not what society deems "attractive"), but I think we do judge ourselves more harshly than the average person passing us on the street does.

Many of us, especially butches, are "faking it until we make it" when it comes to actiing like we are confident. We puff up, put our arms out a bit from our bodies, scowl slightly, and move through a crowd with Quite a "dance" for someone who is internally scared shitless of all the beautiful women we really want to talk to. (perhaps this is just Me?)

Putting aside that we judge ourselves and not taking into account what we think of what others think and even what others might truly think I do belived that each of us has others out in the world who are right for us. No one is an island that never crosses paths with someone who will find us delightful in our "homely awkwardness".

I think there is widsom is the saying "there is someone for everyone" and I would take that a step further and say "there are many someones for everyone". It can take some bravery to meet those people as they come into our lives.

You are not creepy for wanting friends or romantic connections. Say hello. The creepy part only comes in how you handle rejection. If a woman says "no" does not offer an enthusiastic "YES" handle it with grace and kindness. "Thank you for your honesty" or "Thank you for your time" or " I appreciate your candor". Or you can just step away.

Don't use language that hints at guilt or passive aggressive acceptance like "Gosh I was really hoping youd give me a try" or "Are you sure" or "Really, I am a nice person". She knows her reasons and you taking it in stride and stepping away shows you respect her boundaries and takes the "creep" factor out of the equation.

Next time you meet or see a woman you think is lovely or interesting just say "Hello" and ask about her. Listen to her without distracting yourself with your answers or response to her. Show that you truly want to here her thoughts and ideas. At best you make a friend or get a date. At worst she feels seen or heard but unthreatened when she is not interested.

Awkward is a time honored part of the dating scene so don't be discouraged.

#lesbian #dating #romance #awkwardness

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joen-lenawley · 1 month

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“You’re so quiet” no actually there’s just like 4 topics I want to talk about and nothing else and I feel weird and awkward if I start ranting about some random indie band that broke up 10 years ago to someone I don’t know well

#tally hall #rambles #awkwardness

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frankthesnek · 6 months

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🎊 New Story 🎊

7 MinEDs in Heaven (rated T)

Kevedd (Kevin/Edd, from EEnE)

First kiss, making out, aged up characters

At one of Eddy's parties, Edd's crush on Kevin comes to light during a game of seven minutes in heaven. Its all in good fun, but what if Edd isn't the only one with a crush?

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gregorovitch-adler · 4 months

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For @thefandomlesbian from this writing prompts list.

#13: Confusion

Sherlock and John entered a museum on their second date. It had only been a week since they'd been together.

Sherlock was over the moon, even though he was still trying to figure out how to express his feelings for John properly. How much John meant to him, how he made him feel everyday and all that.

John's hand casually slid into Sherlock's. Sherlock looked down at their joined hands, then at John's face, which was quite relaxed, as if they'd been doing this for ages.

Sherlock breathed deeply and cleared his throat as looked ahead.

A guide walked over to them. "Good morning. May I show around this place to you and your friend?" he asked, looking at John.

Sherlock was internally on the edge. He looked at John with expectation.

"Er, boyfriend," John said. "And yeah, sure. This is our first time here."

The guide smiled politely as he gestured both of them to follow him.

Sherlock sighed and smiled to himself. John had cleared up the confusion. He was glad.

Thanks for sending me this prompt!

Tags: @helloliriels , @topsyturvy-turtely , @a-victorian-girl , @lisbeth-kk , @gaylilsherlock , @keirgreeneyes , @jamielovesjam , @totallysilvergirl , etc.

#johnlock #bbc sherlock #john watson #sherlock holmes #sherlock x john #ficlet #johnlock ficlet #fic writing #writing prompts #the fandom lesbian #one word writing prompt game #fluff #awkwardness #prompt: confusion

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dreamdragoness · 3 months

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Warning: Foul Language ------------------------------------

Lambert knew he was in trouble the moment he heard Jhula's shriek. He just wanted to try out the Rite of Lust to see what it could do. However, as soon as he saw his followers completely naked, he realized that he should have read up on the rite more. Ignoring his flock, Lambert dashed out of the temple and found Jhula in the middle of town wearing nothing but her birthday suit. She was red with horror and embarrassment as she struggled to cover herself while trying to find some clothes or even a blanket. As soon as she saw the red cloak of her friend, Jhula quickly hid the signs of her gender and shrieked again.

"LAMBERT! WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON! WHY AM I-WHY IS EVERYONE FUCKING BARE-ASS NAKED!"

The lamb gulped as he turned his head away. He knew that when Jhula began to swear like this, his was in so much trouble.

"I-I'm sorry, Jhula! I-I was t-trying out the new rite I got! I never expected this!"

He gulped as he spoke his next words.

"I...uh...guess I didn't think this through?"

Hearing him, Jhula's eyes widened with shock before snapping her head around to face him. Her eyes immediately narrowed as Lambert could feel her temper has reached critical.

"You 'didn't think this though?' YOU DIDN'T 'THINK THIS THROUGH!?' You're fucking right you didn't! This is why I told you to read up on the subject BEFORE trying it out! Goddammit, Lambert! Any ritual called the 'Rite of Lust' should be A HUGE FUCKING RED FLAG ON WHAT IT COULD INVOLVE!"

Meanwhile, the followers watched as their High Priestess unleased her fury upon their Leader. As they watched, those who knew of the pair's dynamic explained to the newcomers that this was normal and that Jhula was the ONLY one who was allowed to criticize the lamb like this. The elders also noted that this was what made the lamb and the goat a perfect team.

By the afternoon came, Jhula had stormed back to the house, her throat sore from the screaming-lecture, while Lambert was sent to the metaphorical couch for the rest of the day. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Just made this comedic piece.

This was the first time Lambert had cast the Rite of Lust as an experiment. However, he didn't read everything about the ritual and is promptly rewarded with a horrified shriek from Jhula (who was outside) and the slew of curses she cries out as she searches for cover.

Lambert tries to make things a little better by covering her with his cloak (thankfully his wool had grown back at this point.) However, it's clear that this was not a surprise that Jhula could appreciate.

Cult of the Lamb: Massive Monster Silent Hill: Konami Jhula: Me

#original character #crossover #cult of the lamb #silent hill au #cult of the lamb au #first rite of lust #unwelcome surprise #Jhula does not appreciate the situation #awkwardness

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