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long way home 18 | jjk

pairing: jungkook x reader

word count: 3.2k

genre: dilf!jungkook, friends to lovers, angst

rating: pg

warnings: underage drinking, jealousy, both of em being stoopid silly goofs again, baekhyun cameo !!!! , chanyeol's also mentioned !! 🤩

summary: the one where your foolish heart thinks it'd be a fun idea to kiss jungkook at a party.

a/n: i KNOW im so late w this im sawwryy but here it is <3

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6 years ago

"My parents are never ever allowed to know that I own a dress like this."

Buying the dress in the mall already felt like a crime. But wearing it? You could be doing drugs right now and feel the same amount of guilt.

You tug the tight black dress down in a fruitless attempt to cover a little more of your bare thighs. You've been standing in front of the mirror in Jungkook's room for approximately 20 minutes.

"You're gonna stay at my place after the party?"

Jungkook's looks at you through the mirror from his place on the bed.

"No, my dad told me to come home." You turn around and point at the bag you brought. "I put some decent clothes in there to change in before I go home."

"Smart," Jungkook says, getting up from his bed. "Are we ready to go now?" Jungkook doesn't wear anything fancy. Simple pants with a simple black t-shirt. He doesn't need to put on specific clothing to look somewhat decent. Jungkook looks effortlessly handsome.

You run your fingers through your hair. "Uh, I think so?"

Jungkook sighs, stopping closer to you. "You look pretty. No need to be insecure."

"No I'm just..." You shrug.

"What?"

"Taehyung is going to be there as well, right?"

You don't wanna sound like you're still not over your ex, but that's exactly what you sound like.

"I mean, he's friends with Baekhyun so yeah, probably."

The thing is, everyone is friends with Baekhyun. You've got no clue who will be at his home party or not.

"I don't wanna see him."

"You're with me. Don't worry about it. It'll be fine. Jungkook grabs your hand, squeezes it. "You ready?"

"Is this okay?" You tug at the front of your black dress to cover your chest a little.

"You look pretty," Jungkook says, eyeing you up and down.

You grow shy under his gaze. "Stop doing that."

"What?" He draws his eyes back to your face.

"Complementing me like that." You crinkle your nose in feigned disgust.

Jungkook emits a laugh. "If you want me to tell you how ugly you look, just tell me next time."

You mouth falls open. "You think I'm ugly?"

"You'll probably be the prettiest girl at the party," Jungkook says, serious again.

"Probably?" you utter unconvinced.

Jungkook rolls his eyes and turns on his heels, leaving the room. "I'm starting to regret asking if you'd like to come along."

You stomp after him, taking big strides to keep with him. "Why'd you say probably?"

"You're a pain in the ass."

Don't worry. It'll be fine.

Jungkook's words ring through your mind as you lean against the couch and let your gaze wander over the crowded room.

You could be lying in your bed reading the new fantasy book you picked up yesterday is also a thought that's been plaguing you since you arrived.

When you got here you were really excited to have fun because everyone seemed so happy and nice and they were all dancing and drinking. You felt the excitement buzzing in you and were ready to have fun at your very first party.

But then, only a couple minutes after your arrival, this girl approached Jungkook and hasn't left his side since.

You don't wanna sound clingy, but Jungkook is the only one you know here. Your best friend Seulgi wasn't allowed to come because her parents didn't give her permission. It took an exhausting long time of pleading and sulking to get your parents' permission for Baekhyun's party. You were sad that Seulgi wouldn't come, but you still had Jungkook, so it was fine. Well, you thought it was fine.

Because now you're sitting here feeling like a third wheel while Jungkook and Hayun talk and laugh about whatever the hell it is they're talking about.

You haven't seen Taehyung yet. And hopefully it'll stay like this. Seeing Taehyung in school is inevitable but meeting him outside of school is weird. You know that Taehyung has been seeing other girls after he broke up with you. You saw him kissing a girl in the hallway. You'd like to say that you're over him as well but that'd be a big fat lie. When you love, you love big and you really liked - or like, you don't know, you're confused with your feelings - Taehyung. It's not easy for you to just surpress and forget your feelings.

But who knows. Maybe you'll meet a hot guy here and kiss him. That could become your thing.

"Y/n!" you hear someone shouting your name. You scan the room and find Baekhyun walking towards you. "I'm glad to see you here." He smiles widely and it immediately puts a smile on your face as well. "Jungkook." He holds his hand up and nods shortly to greet him. "You look really beautiful, by the way," Baekhyun compliments you.

Your smile grows wider. "Thanks."

Suddenly Baekhyun's holds his hand in front of you.

"Oh?" you stare at his hand before looking back up at him.

"You look bored. Lemme show you where to have fun."

You hesitate. You look at Jungkook and Hyuna next to you and yeah, you are bored.

When you set your gaze back at Baekhyun again, he winks. You try to supress a smile.

"Jungkook, I'm gonna-" he's not even looking at you, too immersed in whatever story Hyuna is telling him. You almost roll your eyes.

You take Baekhyun's hand. Doesn't matter where he takes you, anything is better than Jungkook right now.

Tumbling out of the room you realise for the first time that you're drunk.

And that you've got no clue how to get back to Jungkook.

You had a few drinks. A few too many. But Baekhyun kept bringing you something new and everything tasted so good. He is fun to be around. He introduced you to some people and frankly, you forgot all their names except for Chanyeol because...Chanyeol looked hot. And the names of hot guys stay in your little brain forever, no matter how much alcohol you've drunk.

You walk carefully down the stairs. Holding on to the banister not to trip over your feet.

"Y/n!" you hear Jungkook shouting from beneath. He takes two stairs at a time. "Where the fuck were you?" Jungkook asks, grabbing a hold of your arm to help you get down. He mumbles something under his breath about your heels.

"Was with Baekhyun" you answer and point back to where you emerged.

"Why didn't you answer your phone? I was fucking worried, y/n," he says when you're off the stairs.

"I'm sorry." You give Jungkook your puppy eyes and giggle when you see the his features gradually softening.

"Just stay by my side from now on, okay?"

"Mhm," you nod.

"What did you do? With Baekhyun?"

"He introduced me to some people." A little smile springs onto your face when you tell him, "You know Chanyeol? Really hot. I gave him my number."

Jungkook's jaw tightens. "Couldn't answer my call, but give dudes your number?"

"Priorities." You shrug. "Where's...?" What's her name again? You don't remember, but you're glad she's no longer clinging to Jungkook.

"I don't know where Hyuna is. I went to look for you and when I came back she wasn't there anymore."

Jungkook slides the strap of your dress, which must've slipped down, back onto your shoulder. "Are you okay?" He looks a little worried, staring into your eyes to make sure you're fine.

Oh.

He looks so pretty when he's so close to you.

When you don't answer, Jungkook puts his hand around your waist and leans down to have a better look at you.

Your heart stops beating for a moment. Jungkook carries stars in his eyes and you want to stare at them for the rest of your life.

"Jungkook?"

"Hm?"

You don't know why you said his name. He just looks so pretty right now.

"Can I..." You can't say anything to his face when he's so gorgeous.

"What?" he asks.

Can I kiss you?

But the words don't come past your lips, so you decide to take the easier way.

You cup Jungkook's face with your hands and stand on your tiptoes. With a hasty jerk forward, you press your lips to his.

Jungkook could have pulled out of reach, could have said something - but he did not. He simply tilted his head and moved his mouth against yours in a languid fashion.

His lips are so soft, the way they've always looked - the way you have always dreamed of.

First calm and tentative then fierce and bold. Jungkook's fingers digging into your waist as he tilts his chin up to you, eager and pressing, like this was something he had been dreaming of as well. The pressure intensified as he molded his lips to yours, as the fingers of his other hand wove into your hair.

You try to savour the moment because you know you'll miss it as soon as it's over. Jungkook's smell, his touches, the closeness, the intimacy. The slight sigh that escaped both your mouths once in a while, they way your lips needed a little practice before finding the right rhythm and angles. You wanted the moment to last for an eternity.

But then realisation started hitting you when you molded into Jungkook's broad chest and let your hands wander from his defined jaw to his fluffy hair, sighing into the kiss - a sigh that sounds awfully close to a moan.

You break the kiss, still lingering close to his mouth. Jungkook's laboured breathing touches your face and you slowly sink to your feet.

There are a lot of things going through your mind but the most prominent one is

I wanna keep kissing Jungkook forever.

Jungkook doesn't want to open his eyes.

He's afraid that if he opens them, he will find out that it was all a dream. That he will wake up in his bedroom and has another dream about you from which he wishes he would never wake up from.

But once he no longer feels the warmth of your body so close to his, he forces his eyes to open.

Your lips look plush and soft and Jungkook would kill to feel them on him again.

"Y/n?" Jungkook breathes. It was a simple kiss and yet it took his breath away.

Your gaze is fixed on something behind him. He turns his head and without having to search long, he immediately finds what you're staring at.

Taehyung is sitting on the couch - manspreading like the cocky bastard he is - a drink in his hand while the girl next to him he has his arm around, talks his ear off.

That explains the sudden kiss from you.

Jungkook's tongue prods the inside of his cheek when he turns back to you.

"Y/n," he repeats, hand on your shoulder to pull you back from your trance.

"Hm?" you say, finally looking at Jungkook after you've just conjured up dozens of butterflies in the pit of his stomach with your kiss.

"Why'd you kiss me?"

"Because I -" you hiccup "- wanted to."

Jungkook eyes furrow. "You're drunk." It's not a question, it's a statement. Finding out that the kiss only happened because you weren't thinking straight is just as much a slap in the face as if it turned out to be a dream.

You slowly shake your head. "I'm not," you claim, followed by another hiccup.

"How much did you drink?" He cups your cheeks with his hands.

You scrunch up your face and think really hard labout his question, but all that comes to your lips is "I dunno."

Jungkook sighs. He had been too overwhelmed by your sudden kiss to notice the taste of alcohol in your mouth.

"I gotta go back there." You point your thumb at the stairs behind you. "Baekhyun told me they baked cookies - no, brownies and I really need to try them."

"I'm gonna kill him," Jungkook whispers to himself as he grabs your wrist.

"You wanna try too?" An innocent smile lights up your face.

"We're going home. Now."

Your smile vanishes immediately. "But - I...the brownies, Jungkook. I can't leave before eating one. Baekhyun made them himself and said they're-"

"I can bake you brownies at home," he says, dragging you out of the house.

"You're the worst baker ever."

"I'm not that bad."

"Yes you are. Don't lie. I don't wanna eat brownies made by you."

"Stop whining and walk faster."

"Why are you hurrying? Slow down, I can't walk fast in these shoes," you complain.

"I need time to sober you up before I take you back to your house. Your dad would kill me if I brought you home like this." Jungkook opens the car door for you. "Get inside."

"I didn't get to say goodbye to Baekhyun," you grumble once the both of you are in the car.

"I seriously don't get what made you want to get fucking drunk." Jungkook starts the car. "I thought we both agreed not to drink?"

"Yeah, but then you left me alone." You struggle putting your seat belt on. Jungkook pushes your hands away and buckles you up. Your sweet perfume envelops him and for a short second fragments of the kiss play in his head.

Jungkook clears his throat. "I left you alone? You're the one who left with Baekhyun and left me fucking worried."

"Because you kept talking with that girl and completely ignored me."

"I didn't ignore you." Jungkook steers the car onto the road and drives to his place.

"Yeah, but once that girl started talking to you I was practi- practical-"

"Practically," Jungkook helps you.

"I was practically invisible to you." You huff and cross your arms over your chest like a little child.

"Remind me to never be around you again when you're drunk. You're insufferable."

Jungkook feels your stare. When he stops at a red light he tilts his head towards you. You're pouting. You look genuinely hurt.

"You're so mean." Your bottom lips start to tremble and Jungkook feels his heart growing all soft for you.

"I'm sorry, baby," he whispers. Jungkook tucks a stray strand of your hair behind your ear. "Let's just get you sober and then I'll drive you home, hm?" You move your head in a tiny nod.

For a few minutes the car is complete silent. Jungkook appreciates the silence. It gives him time to sort out his thoughts, which have been all jumbled since he felt your lips on his. He wonders how long it'll take him to get over it. Because that's what he has to do. He has to get over it, because you didn't mean it. There was no other reason for your unpremeditated kiss than that you were drunk and bitter about your ex-boyfriend being with other girls. And Jungkook just happened to be at the right place at the right time.

Jungkook casts a brief glance at you. You're looking down at your lap, texting someone on your phone. Another side glance reveals that it's Chanyeol you're texting.

When you look up from your phone Jungkook forces his eyes back on the road, clearing his throat as he shifts in his seat.

"Jungkook?"

"Hm?"

"Uhh." You fiddle with your fingers. "Remember when I kissed you?"

Jungkook gulps. If he weren't so nervous about what you're going to say he'd be laughing at your silliness. How could he ever forget?

"Yup," he says tight lipped. "I remember that."

"So, like-" A hiccup interrupts you before you can continue. "I know it was probably stupid of me to just kiss you like that, but....I dunno I just wanted to-"

"Y/n." Your name falls from his lips in the softest way ever. "You don't need to explain yourself. I understand."

"You - you do?" He hears the astonished tinge in your voice.

"We're best friends, y/n. I don't need an explanation when you do silly things."

"We're best friends?" You sound dumbfounded and Jungkook wonders how many drinks you had while you were with Baekhyun.

"Yeah, we are, you goof."

"But I kissed you?"

"I know. And you're lucky I'm not mad at you, because kissing me was really the stupidest idea to get back at Taehyung."

It's silent again. Jungkook parks the car in the parking lot of the apartment building. You're looking out the window.

Jungkook doesn't know if he upset you, so he opens his mouth to speak but then you turn your head and say, "You think the kiss was stupid?"

"I mean, yeah, kind of. I bet Taehyung's still making out with that girl, so I guess the kiss didn't do anything." Jungkook is careful with his words. He feels like if he says one thing wrong and you'll start crying. Your feelings are all over the place.

"Why-" you blink a few times, a scowl setting on your face. "Why do you keep mentioning Taehyung? I didn't - you - it has nothing-" you huff frustrated when you don't find the right words. Throwing your head back on the seat you ask, "do you think we'll be best friends forever?"

A tiny smile tugs the corners of Jungkook's mouth upwards. "Probably. I hope so," he answers. "It's going to take a bit more than your weird actions to put me off."

"My actions aren't weird."

"If you would just stop acting on the irrational thoughts of your little brain we would all be better off." Jungkook taps his index finger against your head for emphasis.

"You're a meanie." You say as you look at Jungkook with furrowed brows.

"And you're acting like a pouty baby." Jungkook unbuckles your seat belt. "Let's go inside. Your dad is going to kill me if you show up this drunk."

"I'm not drunk!"

"You kissed me!" He yells as he takes his seat belt off. "I think that says enough?"

"Can we just-" you pause when you turn around too quickly in your seat. "Can we just forget about the kiss? It was stupid and I didn't think it through and you're right with everything."

"If you want to, yeah. We can do that."

"I'm sorry."

"Huh?"

"The kiss. I'm just now realising...it was really stupid. I'm stupid. I shouldn't have - I'm sorry."

Jungkook doesn't want to admit it, but your sudden apology and regret pulls at his heart and it hurts just the tiniest bit but it still makes him swallow to get rid of the lump in his throat.

"Shh, it's okay." Jungkook squeezes your bare thigh. "You don't have to worry. You're drunk and were a little confused. I'm not mad, honestly. Let's just never talk about it again, okay?"

"Never happened," you agree.

If Jungkook is completely honest, he hopes you're a little too drunk to even remember the kiss tomorrow.

The kiss messed with his mind - is still messing with his mind and feelings.

Jungkook likes you and doesn't want one stupid mistake to cost your friendship. He doesn't want it to get weird between you. And if the little kiss - well, if the little make out session was erased from your memory, it would be easier to pretend that nothing happened.

Because Jungkook truly doesn't know how to act unbothered around you when he enjoyed the kiss much more than he should have.

#jungkook fic #dilf!jungkook #bts fic #jungkook #jungkook f2l #jeon jungkook #bts imagine #bts fanfic #jungkook scenario #jungkook imagine

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rielzero · 6 months

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Just saw your post about ascended Astarion and male Tav fanfic. I am willing to rise to the challenge

If you need any prompts! here's some concept I've danced with in my head (up for anyone to use) inspired by my own character's potential AUs. Please do not claim ownership over the ideas, I'd love to see people's different spins. Please keep it to Male Tav, there's so many Female Tav fics out there already- I had ideas specifically with a male character in mind. M x M focus is preferred. I'm not bi or pan, so anything hinting to tav being exclusively gay is nice.

THESE ARE all PROMPTS / IDEAS not demands. I'm not here to control anyone's creative progress :V

I'm just a nerd be nice

Brain Damage Tav has used the tadpole powers but refuses to become half-illitid and keeps it how it is. Tav ascends Astarion- but is convinced by Jaheira or someone else that he is incapable of feeling love now and becomes afraid of him- (Astarion still is very much capable of love) Astarion responds of course like a scorned ex, and lies through his teeth when the break up happens and breaks tav's heart. Timeskip- it is revealed Tav's altered brain still has mindflayer powers, but because of the trauma of the final fight he suffers from severe memory loss and pretty much got themselves in a position were he is dying- only for Astarion to come around and save him by turning him- then be met with guilt and over-protectiveness when he realizes Tav does not remember their time together anymore. (would work for a series, this concept is what I intend to use for an AU of my character but it would be very different.) Lots of angst but soft ascended astarion towards male tav :3 very gentle- very protective.

You were There too AU were Tav was kept by Cazador but never turned, just kept as a snack- so Astarion knows him and they may have fallen in love during that time. During the ritual Cazador threatens to replace Astarion with Tav- Astarion goes feral.

I forget you're an Urchin Playing into the fact that Astarion was a corrupted Noble- knows what luxury life is like- inspired by how my tav is an urchin and very unfamiliar with luxury- Tav is Astarion's consort- but is very awkward not knowing ANYTHING about noble life, from etiquette to wearing jewelry and fancy garbs. Wholesome stuff- Probably lots of fluff. Astarion spoiling Tav and showing him off.

Three of them AU were Gale and Astarion and Tav are a in a polycule, after ascension Astarion becomes a little overly possessive over Tav- Gale notices a bit late and feels left out, but supports his loved ones new life goals... Of world domination.

I'm married, get over it Au were male tav has an horrible ex who breaks in the mansion because he thinks tav is enslaved to Astarion- but he's not- He's just as evil as Astarion. And they're very affectionate- Astarion enjoys rubbing it into the ex's face. Extra points if the ex is a human cleric, paladin, or bard with too much facial hair. (COUGHS)

Warlock? cool Any fic that plays into the warlock theme openly for tav, not similary to Wyll- all though I don't want to restrict anyone to a specific type of patron. (my patron is a great old one) keep in mind there's warlock patrons outside of the subclasses in the bg3 game if you need inspiration. If tav's patron is female, give them a mother-son kind of bond since tav is gay.

Other, Tropes I like described vaguely cuz my brain stoopid but ideas that can be expanded into one fic or more -oh shit you're dying don't worry I can fix it with a bite -you're so beautiful I want a 100 paintings of you akjdkhgkfhgk -The gods literally made you to ruin me god damn it I should've known -tav is small / fragile looking man but he can stab you 100 times over -tav can sing, or is creative but he doesn't like sharing this side of him (loki is 100% exactly this lol) hes easily embarrassed -tav is internally panicking because he is very very very gay. -tav has scars too and is very insecure about his body. -overprotectiveness, lots of handholding keep you close kinda stuff -wholesome physical affection, does not have sexual implications even if they talk dirty or flirt silly -words being used like petite, twink- or cute in the right context. -maybe a fic focussing on tav being half elf and the struggles that come with it. Otherwise leave race up to reader. -Tav was already a vampire before they met, or is a dhampir -Astarion and tav knew each other 200 years ago -I will pet you aggressively and affectionally and you will like it -who the fuck are you drawing? wait thats me??? oh -Astarion is creative too and might doodle. -love at first sight but in denial.. cuz its funny -tav has insomnia and needs cuddles... -tav is a necromancer and familiar with vampire lore. -anything reflecting the vampire bride/groom lore in a scene. (there's a reddit post explaining this) -Vampire hunters coming after tav in attempt to hurt Astarion because he's become pretty untouchable -Vampire Tav does not want to feed on his victims because he finds that too intimite -Vampire tav is a vampire lord too- but not an ascended one- and he isn't corrupted by greed. -Astarion technically can compel Tav, but has no desire to do so and voices this openly to anyone who tries to argue Tav is a slave. -If Astarion hurts tav by accident in any way he feels horrible and will shower him in gifts or thousands of love language things just to affirm that it was an oopsie and he did not want to do that. He'd never do that willingly. -consent consent consent anything with consent- love language is consent -tav was a sex worker himself before they met but not anymore -lots of fluff stuff -scheming husbands plotting the downfall of the world together, bonus points if tav is the mastermind and a genius -Polycule with Gale, either as Triad, or Triangle -Admiring from afar, staring- lots of staring- intense consential staring -astarion beating up tav's abusers while tav sips from a chalice like a spoiled consort -dramatic vampire parties and all the normie vampire lords are scared of Astarion and his consort -vampire politics are kind of like ballroom hissing contests with fancy banquets and showing off your partner -I will go feral if someone hurts or touches you -steer clear of the consort, or the master will gut you -jealous vampire lord tries to seduce tav but tav is very loyal to astarion and not having it -astarion gets a cleric or powerful mage in his court just to revive tav if tav dies -You offended my husband? I'm setting your village on fire -Everyone thinks the consort tav is weak- but the consort might actually be more dangerous oh no -None of the above lines have to be necessarily restricted by ingame universe, can all be AU- does not have to include the whole mindflayer drama. Rule of Cool.

Avoid these please? I personally dislike that -misgendering tav (babygirl, queen, girly, strictly effeminate- any words that might demasculinize tav, as a gay man this stuff makes me really uncomfortable) -Overly describing tav's features as if they're set without leaving it open to the reader (long hair, skin color, favorite colors, etc) -Astarion knew tav when tav was still a child and Astarion was an adult. -Astarion abusing tav physically, just.. Please no. -...they're teenagers in high school... *dies* -brainwashing.. No offense to people who like some tropes I don't- You're fine :V We all have different tastes!

Headcanons for how Ascension works that you can use (inspired by ingame dialogue and such) -Tav isn't a regular spawn, but a vampire groom- He was turned differently, not buried for 2 days. Astarion can sense Tav is in danger if he is a groom, or sense strong emotions from him. -Tav is not immune to sunlight unless he stays in close range of Astarion. (based on dialogue) -Astarion might be a bit warmer to the touch since he is a living vampire now. He does not have to feed on blood- but Tav still requires blood and is cold to the touch.

Might edit this post later with more.

#bg3 #male tav #astarion x male tav #astarion x male reader #prompts #these are some of my preferences #vampire #ascended astarion #astarion bg3 #fanfiction #fanfic prompts #ideas

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a-freemaniac · 6 months

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We meet the doctors for the first time.

And Dr. Holmes certainly made an entrance.

Not that kind of " wow what a guy " kind of entrance but more the " what the f..." kind of entrance.

But we first meet John, a thing I love and prefer in stories because he is always the best entry into a new story.

Like a really good supporting act on a festival right before the more interesting but arrogant superstar arrives.

John is a warm up who makes you feel cosy and secure and together you wait for the storm.

And the storm arrives indeed.

Dr. Sherlock Holmes new medical superstar a patent already made and sold, is he the new neurosurgeon and within weeks he has a reputation for being rude, difficult and brilliant.

The brilliance is as obvious as the arrogance and John is equally surprised and annoyed.

But he is also a tiny little bit fascinated and is not quite sure why...

They work and clash in the OR one day and while others are intimidated by Sherlock’s behaviour is John simply annoyed and says so.

In a contest of getting the upper hand John is our winner.

We getting glimpses of the real Sherlock a bit later when he proceeds towards John again and ask for help.

Here we see a shy and insecure man who is obviously wrestling with a truth he keeps very well hidden, and we see the huge amount of trust in John approaching him in that matter.

A very moving part and what I call

a man child moment.

Because Sherlock is a very sensitive person and John is obviously the only one he can go to which makes the moment precious and yet sad.

Sherlock’s confession being on the spectrum is groundbreaking.

For Sherlock, John and the story.

Sherlock is clearly ashamed and telling John this because he needs his help to make a medical failure accusation going away is a huge deal for a man who likes to be seen cold, talented and untouchable.

I love that all the thoughts we readers might have are in John's head too.

John is our conscience, our bond to Sherlock early knotted but unbreakable already.

Together they go and investigate a little to help Sherlock’s case, a case I won't go into detail because if you haven't read the story yet I'm not going to spoil the fun for you.

But the help John offers comes with a payback.

That's at least what Sherlock thinks and acts accordingly and much to John's surprise I might add and to mine:)

Here we see a first behaviour of Sherlock that seems unusual and inappropriate but it also seems he simply doesn't know better and he doesn't have these natural social skills that forbid us to act in such a direct manner.

No right or wrong or any judgment coming from my side.

This is just what I observed.

And so did John luckily and doesn't give up on Sherlock, although after certain events Sherlock is back at his usual cold self with a brick wall around his emotions.

But good old John finds a way and he also realises that he finds himself attracted to the new neurosurgeon star.

And slowly but constantly they find a way towards each other because Sherlock opens up for the first time and John sees behind the mask of arrogance and indifference.

This first piece sets the standard and the curiosity for more.

I was lucky enough to discover the series after Jill completed it.

So I didn't have to wait lol.

Reading this first part and knowing there will be more makes you wonder what will happen and how this story will heading and you know for sure that you are in for a ride:)

Link to the series here:

@inevitably-johnlocked @7-percent @jbaillier @totallysilvergirl @keirgreeneyes @discordantwords @lostinsherlock44 @8redskittles @axl-is-stoopid @jobooksncoffee @johnlockiseverywhere @kettykika78 @cvdiee @manyofnine @jazzthecat00 @pucketdog @deelaundry @neinknives @helloliriels @dizzyone55 @thetimemoves @bewitched-bullet

#bbc sherlock #johnlock #alternate universe #fanfiction #appreciation post #'review #sherlock holmes #john watson #medicine #neurosurgery #on the spectrum #yougotomyhead

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doll3tt33 · 2 months

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TL;DR I won’t be answering as many asks or tag games for the time being, but I’ll still be making bots as usual! <3

Hey ppl. Wanna say that I’m planning to be semi inactive for the next few days/weeks??

As said before, I genuinely like GENUINELY appreciate your guys asks. Im honestly surprised that I get that many everyday despite only having 315 followers 😭 ((maybe It’s actually not that many asks but it feels a lot to me haha!

But I think I need to step back a bit. Kinda need to focus on other things and plus I’ve been struggling with some stoopid insecurities regarding my skills ((ik that sounds ludicrous. Because I am in fact… a ludicrous man

BUT THAT DOES NOT MEAN I WILL NOT BE MAKING BOTS. Cuz I will and it’ll be at the same frequency. I just won’t interact as much for the time being. I’ll still be answering any questions u guys have about c.ai or requests ((ofc I’ll still be answering my moots, but I might be slow so sorry in advance! 🥲

OH AND ALSO, to the couple people who asked about the voice feature on c.ai and why they don’t have it, I’ll just answer with this pic I found on Reddit 😂 ((this goes with any new feature btw

#this also means I’ll bet back to your guys tag games and fun little asks later #so ye pls don’t take this as me ignoring any of u guys <33

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adamworu · 9 months

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ok ok ok. I was wondering about this and thought: I know exactly who to ask. 💀

so according to the four sides of mind theory infp's shadow personality is enfj. and likewise enfj's shadow personality is infp.

If I somewhat understood correctly shadow is supposed to be our darker traits? like insecurities and fears, unhealthy ways of coping with and internally reasoning with what we deeply repress.

I immediately thought of:

1. your domestic kawoshin headcannons where they beef with each other over differences (I love the idea of them arguing and having interpersonal tension ahhhh)

2. kaworu on the beach saying "i'm just like you. that's why I was attracted to you."

If Kaworu was to identify his own dark or more repressed infp traits what do you think they could be?

Shinji's dark enfj traits?

I love the idea of them both being stoopid soft and vanilla with each other, and I also love the idea of them being mutually attracted to each other's darkness and holding space for each other's darkness.

Also how are you? :- )

One of INFP's dark trait is a crippling fear of failure, and I feel like this would definitely capture Kaworu's plight given the loops. A lifetime of failures in the face of eternity gives him all the fear and anxiety he needs to perfectly capture that dark trait. There's also the very fact that Kaworu's enigmatic nature could count as an INFP trait. Because what is there to share? That, for how powerful and well-versed he is, he is not immune to harmful cycles of the Curse of Eva? And oh god. There's a neglect of personal wants and needs. This is Kaworu's characterization to a T.

As for Shinji? His escapist tendencies mesh well with the ENFJ trait of not being able to make difficult decisions. Being stubborn is also a tenet of an ENFJ. It's a double edged sword that can often lead one deep into trouble. Self-esteem that fluctuates is another facet. Shinji's perceived inferiority could creep up every time Kaworu shows proficiency with piano. Or just forgiving him and being that shoulder to cry on in his low moments.

Also? Same! I love the idea of the inherent sweet nature of domestic kawoshins but I also feel like Domestic Kawoshins wouldn't have the same amount of emotional heft without their respective crises. Kaworu should still struggle with identity even though he feels chiefly at peace with Shinji. Shinji should still have those creeping desires of running and keeping to his escapism when things get tough. Old habits die hard, unfortunately. Being with the ones you love most won't magically eradicate your issues, but with the proper mindset you can tackle them together.

I'm fine, thanks for asking! Was thinking of doing a rewatch of Evangelion. Or playing/buying Ultrakill. It was recommended to me by a friend so I want to play it, because it sort of reminds me of Evangelion.

How are you?

#neon genesis evangelion #kawoshin #kaworu #shinji #nge

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zalrb · 1 year

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people are really so miserable and pathetic that they stalk tumblr blogs they don't like just to be like "nah nah! i don't like you and your opinions are stoopid!" like bro, who is pointing a gun at your grandma and forcing you to be here? you're literally going out of your way to be an outraged, lil bitch about a stranger's harmless opinions on tv and movies and it's fucking sad. the insecurity complexes are raging out of all control and it's time to touch some grass.

R I G H T ?

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redlightdistrict-emuniverse · 2 years

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I'm happy to see that the blog's doing well, Em <3

After mulling this over for a bit, I finally got an idea for an ask lololol.

So, I was thinking about an SO who as Scarlet, works in the red light district. This SO has been forced into indebtured servitude as a way to pay for their parents debt, and they've known the gang since they were young, basically childhood friends.

Knowing this, what would everyone do/react to their SO asking them to escape together or if they're the ones asking the SO to escape together, knowing that there are ears and eyes everywhere, after all nothing goes unnoticed in this place. Pls be as angsty as possible. (They get caught, one of them gets cold feet, etc.)

Such a tragic fate, isn't it? The red light district has never been known for nice stories with beautiful endings after all, has it?

TW: Angst, murder, kidnapping, torture, important character deaths.

Also, long post. EDIT: My ass really missed the childhood friends trope I'm so sorry Q_Q I hope this is still okay though UEEUEUEUEEU I can re-write it if you want just send me an ask again <3 -Emiwee stoopid

PROCEED WITH CAUTION

Scarlet

Scarlet was always unfortunate, not only had she been caged forever since birth but someone just as important as her was in the same position... And that hurt more than her own fate. She would cut her own wings and give them to you if that'd assure you'd be free from this place and fly far, far away.

Her wings are so tainted by now though, Scarlet is not sure how you could use them to fly.

She was already ready to resign to her horrible fate and die with it, but when you so sweetly and hopefully asked to escape with her, she almost had hope too. You reminded her of those old memories of a young Scarlet who believed she could ever be free too, before her hopes were grabbed and crushed within reach. Was it really possible for either of you to be free? The dark alleys as insecure as they were, it was the home for "filth" like her... But you surely didn't deserve to be called such thing.

And because you didn't deserve it, she gave you her so usual smile and agreed to it all. She seemed secure, she seemed to really think you'd be free... That night when you both were preparing to run, you even could feel hope in the way she grabbed your face and kissed you so deeply it seemed to burn deeply into your lips, leaving a mark forever in there.

"No matter what happens or what you hear, you have to run and keep running, alright?"

With both your hands firmly clasped together, you started running out towards the gates. The clouds seemed to hide the moonlight, giving you more opportunity to hide and you had turned to beam a smile to Scarlet, but you were unable to tell her expression due to the darkness surrounding you both. It was when the sound of a single gunshot made you bite down a gasp and her hand let go to push you.

"Remember what I told you! I'm right behind you!"

And so you ran and ran, your back merging with the darkness and taking you away forever from that place. The moonlight finally poured under Scarlet, blood pouring from her shoulder as a single tear fell from her face but she had a beautiful smile put on. "Fly, and be free... My heart will always be right behind you" with that whisper she turned back, raising her hands in surrender to the giant amount of people pointing her with guns.

"...Don't worry, I won't run away again."

Haru

You two had met simply by accident, but it was the most beautiful accident in his life. Every day he did something stupid, and sure, he was probably not the luckiest person out there but whenever he was with you he felt like anything could be done, that he was worth so much more than he could ever thought. Haru would never thought that waiting for his friend Leandro to finish his shift would guide him into such a beautiful person as you.

You are the only reason he ever continues to come back.

Haru could barely process the fact you were caged to this place forever... How? Why? What did you even do to deserve this kind of destiny so cruel?

"I- I..." your pleads to be freed, to escape with him, it seemed all like a movie to him. In movies, the leads usually manage to escape and find their happy ending... But what would he do if that doesn't happen? He felt panic on the pit of his stomach. He could run, he could fight, he was willing to do all of that for you, but just how big is the thing you guys are fighting against?

Would it really end with just some punches and kicks?

"...Snow" he usually used that nickname when he felt like you were so small and fragile that he wanted to hold you in his hands. Haru was aware that wasn't possible. "Do you have a plan...?" he needed to know it all, what can he help you with? How can he make sure you're safe?

And a plan you had. A very risky one, but one that Haru was willing to take. That night he had entered the gates in the same way he was used to, but he wasn't sure if he'd be going out of them this time. You both met and hugged stronger than ever. He gave you a change of his own clothes and used his coat to cover up so you could change. Trembling, he nodded to you.

You walked naturally together, trying to walk past the first gate and... It worked. No one paid attention to you both as you made your way out, and you could taste it, a new life with your most beloved boyfriend. Until before the last gate, everything was suddenly so quiet it could be felt in your bones. Hands seemed to come out of nowhere from the alleys and both you and Haru got grabbed, it was so swift, so fast, your hands could only barely touch before you both were dragged away from each other to never met again.

The way his eyes looked at you that day, it's a memory you could barely remember now, under the darkness of the alleys.

Nova

Nova met you when he was dragging one of his workers from one of those brothels, after he had been found out to be missing for days. The Nova of that day seemed cold, sharp and absolutely not willing to interact with you or anyone of that place. Yet something attracted you two together, maybe it was the way that cold exterior was just hiding the softest person on the inside, or the way your situation made Nova's instincts kick and want to keep you safe. The red light district was a place Nova has always kept an eye on, in a more powerful way than most people could tell.

When you suggested escaping, he wasn't surprised. His eyes softened, looking at your figure and pulling his tinted glasses away to sigh. "...You can't escape" it was a rather cold and harsh blunt reality. "...But I'm not leaving you here either" Nova was rarely weak with anything...

But you, you made him so weak, so weak he couldn't contain these emotions of needing you safe.

"...I can't tell you right now how, it's not safe." it was all he was going to say about this matter, and it was the way he seemed to brush over your words what left your heart hurting; was he really worried? Did he really intend to do anything about it? ...Were just part of his fun? It was common to have these thoughts, but keeping quiet is all you could do.

So you decided to take your own destiny into your hands. You didn't need anyone's help, not even his. Whatever fate had for you... You'll take it.

...

Not so many days after, Nova had shown up on the brothel, dressing up in a fancy suit and many other bodyguards and men behind him. He was here to talk of important matters, first of all, to dismantle this brothel due to the horrible ways of forcing people into sex labor and also to get the freedom of all the women being forced to work here. His posture was confident and firm, he had all the things he needed to destroy this entire business, and even more powerful people under his arm.

It was on his plans to free you all even before you told him you were a prisoner of this place; he knew, way before that, all that is going on here. He just needed more information, more proof, more things to finally put an end to it. And you gave it all to him, he couldn't wait to finally have you free on his arms. It was until everything had gone down and dismantled that he kept seeing the women rush to safety...

That no matter how many women walked out, you were not there. Where did you go? What did they do to you? Are you perhaps going outside for a stroll while this all happened?

To this day, he is still searching for you, to this day, he is still crushing his head and heart and beating himself up for not being fast enough for you. Only once, he just wants... To see you once more.

Leandro

It was a matter of time he'd meet with someone there. Yet... He didn't expect that he'd fall so deeply in love with you. Your smile, the way your eyes looked at his and even the way you spoke and walked, it was all imprinted in his brain, and it was so silly but so... So inevitable. Leah knows, you're not free in this district. Unless you've joined here by choice, you're most likely a prisoner of the darkness and the red lights, meant to live and die here.

Yet that didn't stop his brain for searching for ideas to help you be free. The safest choice was to buy your freedom, but he didn't make enough money to free you soon, and even with you both saving together it'd take at least a few years before you could barely make enough money to try.

"Love, listen to me" Leah held your face in his hands, rubbing his thumbs on your cheeks, and giving you a smile to reassure you. "We have to find a way, I'm sure there must be one. I mean- not like you're the first one who ever tried, right? But! We can't risk it, we have to think of this with a cold head" or that's what one of his best friends would say, anyway.

You would visit sometimes on his host bar to talk of ways to plan your escape, and everything seemed to be working perfectly. You had set a date where you would use the bad weather to mix and hide, plus use the excuse of Leandro as a host to imply you were just another client walking out of the district... Everything was so well done, but the walls seemed to have ears and whisper back everything you had said.

On one of your meetings, just a day prior your escape day, you and Leandro had been surrounded by men from your brothel and captured. You both woke up on a rather ominous place where you couldn't tell the time, and a single wall separated you from Leandro. Your screams were enough to drive him crazy, and no matter how many limbs they'd cut from him he'd still call your name in hopes you were somehow, still alive.

But was being alive worth it at all now? Would death have been better? ...Maybe never meeting would've made it easier for you both? Would you still be safe, out there?

His thoughts were filled only with your name, as a last cut to his throat filled his view with darkness and death guided his dreams.

#childhood friends #unknown narrator #its 6 am and i havent slept shit i hope this is okay moniiii #btw my brain totally missed the trope im so sorry lack of sleep does this to me KSAJSKJD #rld - answered #rld - Scarlet #rld - Haru #rld - Nova #rld - Leandro #rld - Leah #Moni ask #rld asks #rld scenarios

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