#(sorry idk your timeline so i hope it's okay that i post my humble gift just like that😭)

[rjshope]

Seokjin birthday live | 191204 (aka the one with him looking so effortlessly gorgeous)

for @jinstronaut✨

+ bonus: his dongsaengs love language

[lyratums]

emukasa detective au rambles part 2?

(self indulgent word vomit, not recommended to read)

it's one of those nights where i need somewhere to dump my au. what's a linear, consistent plot? (sorry i like writing in scrambled fragments and somehow piecing the timeline together). this is just the introduction. nothing interesting happens. dont bother.

i wrote about emukasa basic profiles in another post i hope. for job context, emu is a lady from a rich, noble family (unemployed). tsukasa is a detective currently working independently under a small firm (shiraishi's). his only other co-workers are an and akito. rui is an inspector that works at a professional agency "arc" (haha get it "arcland".. no? okay.), which functions as the "scotland yard" of this universe. tsukasa used to work with rui at "arc", but that's not too relevant right now.. just needed to add why rui and tsukasa know each other (i dont think anyone is even mentioned in the beginning aside from emukasa). they all have backstories and such but idk im not dumping that here rn. the entire prsk cast is also in this story with roles, but maybe profile dump another time. i still have to write proper detailed profiles for emukasa too.

as for setting: no strong historical accuracy, but its like 1920s to 1930s era in a fictional world that is supposed to be earth but not 100% true so that i dont have to care about world history and realism. yay. aesthetic wise, very sherlock holmes esque if ykyk.

their initial encounter began after emu's precious jewel was stolen by a mysterious phantom thief, right from her estate. this rose quartz was a special gem to her, as it was the last thing her grandpa gifted her before he passed away. she was determined to get it back no matter what. she couldn't do it alone though, so she sought out a detective. she recalled an amazing detective she heard about from her brothers, someone from "arc" that helped solved an "impossible" case for them: tsukasa tenma. when she arrived at arc, she discovered that he was unfortunately no longer working there... but there was a gut feeling that she had to consult HIM specifically for this case... so she asked around and fortunately discovered that he's still an active detective, just under a different agency.

insert the shoujo love bubbles when their eyes met for the first time. anyways, tsukasa was initially surprised at how a high standing noble like emu decided to approach him, a small, "humble" (/s) detective. he was hesitant to take this case despite piquing his interest (his love for the strange and "impossible" cases) since he hasnt taken a large case of this size in a long time. however, with some sweet talk from emu ("but youre the AMAZING star detective right?" *sparkly eyes*), he agreed to take the case. before they start, he needed to finish the other case he took today: a missing dog. to his shock, emu decides to help him solve it ("no, you really don't have to-" "I'D LOVE TO HELP!! :D"). emu's now dragged into the case, much to tsukasa's initial annoyance ("i don't need help. i am a star detective!")

the case was relatively simple: ms. hanasato needed to find her beloved samoyed dog "samo-chan". this dog ran off from her yesterday and she has been distraught since. there were very few clues to work with: a broken leash, the general area where minori lived, and the last location he was seen (her house, with an opened front door). with some brainstorming and deduction together (which went well.. tsukasa and emu built off of each other's ideas fluidly), emu came to a seemingly wild conclusion ("what if he's over here?" *points to a completely different section of the map*). tsukasa had his doubts ("wait, wouldnt it make more sense to search the general area of her residence first?!"), but decided to go along with her (he had no choice). to his surprise and emu's delight, samo-chan was found in an entirely different part of town at the deli.

with a happy owner and a lost dog returned, they can now start the case. they mutually agreed to work together to solve emu's case, after their surprisingly successful teamwork today (*insert tackle hug here*). a new partnership formed today!! a formidable bond! the start of their mutual pining!!

sorry beginning of the story is slow/generic, but i needed a logical way for them to meet and for exposition purposes (this is where you're supposed to learn about the characters and setting and such if this were formatted into a proper storyline). of course their first interactions included, but not limited to, silly banter, witty lines, straight man and wise guy dynamic, and their fun personalities displayed. it's like emukasa's first encounter in main story (sort of) combined with how holmes/watson's first encounter went. its just emukasa's dynamic but in a detective partnership!!! if i had the energy to write the dialogue it would be more obvious.

detective skill stuff:

tsukasa has a more conventional (but somewhat unconventional in the eyes of a normal person) way of solving things than emu. he has great deduction, strong analysis, and deep/vast knowledge. he's very observant of the world around him and notices the small things (about people, settings, etc) that are often not considered. his connections with the community from his many cases and networking are really helpful when he needs resources, information, etc. there are perks to being an outgoing, friendly talkative, bold, [whatever extrovert words i can insert] person. when needed, he's amazing at acting and disguises (in another universe, he would be a star...). despite being a talented detective with a strong skillset, tsukasa isnt perfect and has his weaknesses (sometimes rash, letting his emotions take over logic, etc).

emu's detective style is highly inspired by this sherlock holmes quote: "when you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth". its based on her great imagination, and how creative she is. emu basically fills in the gaps that tsukasa tends to overlook and notices what tsukasa is unable to see. this also leads to some wild/crazy ideas and guesses... her special skill is her emotional intelligence, such as being able to see through people's lies when it comes to questioning. great eyesight and hearing too. she has strong physical skills, which is useful in most cases!... she is also the one who wields the gun in most situations.

their first impressions of each other after this dog case:

tsukasa (about emu): thought she's crazy, but not to be underestimated and has great potential (impressed). found some annoyance with her "emu language" and her strong personality. currently wondering if he made a mistake taking this case, fearful for what his future with her holds (LOL). he's excited to finally take an interesting case again though, with an interesting partner.

(spoiler: he takes longer to fall for emu, but he certainly fell harder).

emu (about tsukasa): absolutely smitten... he was amazing as a detective and it was obvious that he had lots of experience to get to his skill level. somewhat strange and eccentric but he was entertaining for sure. she hasnt had this much fun in a long time, which was a nice change to her comfortable, predictable life. she was grateful that he was the reason why she was able to smile today after being upset over her missing jewel. she couldnt wait to see him again!!

(love at first sight. it was over as soon as she walked in that door).

THE FUN PART IS THE REAL CASE!!! they also get dragged into side cases along the way (unintentionally. what amazing luck /s). theres the romance sideplot: slowburn as the case progresses. ALL OF THIS IS... in my head. when will i get the chance to write it out? in the future, but im known to lack motivation unless its a random burst of energy at 3 AM like right now.

sorry i hope no one read all of this because its pure, unformatted word garbage.

[protecteugeneporter]

Incomparable {Christmas Fic} || Eugene x Reader

Summary: It’s Christmas time in Alexandria and the reader has managed to pull of a HUGE surprise gift for Eugene. He might just end up upstaging her though. FLUFF. JUST A LOT OF CHRISTMAS FLUFF. Also the reader in this is apparently Southern AF given her vernacular. That’s just the way it came out idk.

(Eugene making notes, it’s relevant. Thanks to joshmcdermittfans for the gif, posted through gif search hope that’s ok just hmu if it isn’t uwu) 

It took an apocalypse for you to really enjoy Christmas. That probably says something unfavorable about you...or maybe not. Maybe it means only that Christmas used to be a hectic time of year that stole everyone’s freewill and money and now, due to obviously very unfortunate circumstances, it’s become something more...human. It was awkward at first, attempting Christmas in this new world, in the wake of all the death and grief and fear, but being in the bosom of somewhere as safe and comfortable as Alexandria made it hard not to. 

Now, there are odd little traditions everyone follows that somewhat mimic how things were before. Some people have synthetic trees that were left behind in attics, but some make them out of their creativity and whatever is available; bottles or books stacked in a tree formation, tinsel stapled on to the walls, and so on. 

Gifts are no longer measured by material wealth but rather meaningfulness, usefulness. People gift others as they think will best suit them or make them happiest; a pocket knife, some bullets, maybe something handmade that means all the more for being so. Then there’s usually a meal at some point, a potluck, usually, that combines everyone’s talents and whatever they could scrape together, and then everyone gets drunk around the bonfire. Usually on Abraham’s homebrew. 

The world as a whole might be a fucking mess, but Christmas is something that can be enjoyed and savored now in a way it wasn’t before. It’s more authentic, more honest, less fake and forced. You’re not sure Eugene sees things this way, however. He’s participated the past couple of years without complaint or any noticeable hesitation, but as for whether or not he gets and enjoys the spirit of things the same way you do is a little bit hard to decipher.

You don’t badger him about it though. Having the person you love with you is all that really matters. What’s more, you’ve found him an amazing gift this year that you think might just turn him on to Christmas that much more. It was a helluva thing to keep hidden over the months of having it built, especially from someone as observant and quick as Eugene, but between yourself and friends, you all managed. Somehow. 

That, or Eugene was just being really gracious about pretending to be unawares. 

���I hope you didn’t think I’d forgotten you,” you say teasingly as you hold his hand and walk through the snow laden streets of Alexandria from the annual gift-exchange and potluck. “Your gift just...couldn’t have been transported, so I have to take you to it.” 

“Gracious of you, but also wholly unnecessary. I meant it when I said I don’t care for the holiday and I certainly don’t expect tribute paid.” 

You laugh. His way with words charmingly reflects his roundabout way of understanding things. 

“It’s not a paid tribute. We gift each other things to make each other happy. That’s it.” 

“Yes, that’s what I meant-”

“Oh, forget it, Eugene! I got you something and that’s all there is to it. It’s done.” 

You throw your hands over his eyes as you guide him into the empty building on 5th and Main (albeit somewhat awkwardly, he’s tall of course and it’s hard to reach that high up even on your tiptoes). 

“Okay, I’m gonna turn on the light. Keep your eyes closed! No peeking!” 

It’s very clear Eugene doesn’t get the appeal of this at all, but he’s keen to humor you and obediently does as he’s asked, keeping his eyes closed and drawn to the floor. 

“Alright, open them!!” 

You’re practically dancing in place to see his reaction- which, at the moment, can only be described as stunned disbelief. 

“I ask only because I can hardly believe what I’m clearly seeing right now- is this a fully functional research lab?” 

“Yes!!” you all but squeal. “I went entirely off the notes you’ve made about a potential research facility here, schmoozed a bit with Deanna, went on several hundred scavenging runs to various hospitals and labs in the area and-”

Eugene’s already gravitated to the pièce de résistance in the middle of the room.

“This is a genuine electron microscope...” he says in something of a daze, as he runs his fingers across its framework. 

“Yes! At least...I’m pretty sure. It was a bitch getting here, especially under your nose, not to mention setting it back up. Hopefully we did alright? I’m sure if there are any issues you can see to them-”

Eugene’s turned around to look at you now, confused, and you’re a bit put off that he isn’t as elated as you thought he might be.

“Well, it’s just-...you’ve talked about wanting to research the virus more,” You’re scrambling for an explanation because you can’t figure out why this hasn’t made him happy. “You’ve argued, rightfully so, that we should have a lab and research facility here...granted, it’s a bit of a humble start but everyone has to start somewhere, right?”

“You did all this...for me?” 

“Well...the good of the future of the community aside...yes. Selfishly, I admit, I did it to make you happy.”

Eugene’s looking down at the floor now, seemingly in an attempt to fight tears.

“No one’s ever-...” You can tell from the breaking in his voice that’s definitely what he’s doing. “Never. Nothing like this.” 

You sidle over and take him into your arms, which he accepts gratefully. You understand now these aren’t angry or even remotely unhappy tears, but that of someone so overwhelmed by this gesture that he doesn’t know what to do.

“I love you,” you assure him. “And you deserve to be happy. That’s all there is to it.”

“As do you,” he replies, pulling away slightly, enough to tilt your chin up to look at him. “And I don’t know how good of a job I do at keeping you content, but I’ll be damned if I don’t keep trying. I’d like to do so for whatever remains of our lives here.”

You smile up at him, though curiously as you feel he’s verging on something deeper than just the sentiment. 

“For full disclosure, this isn’t as remarkable, nor did it take nearly as much time and manpower to procure, but I hope the promise behind it provides something of a fitting reply to this gift that can’t ever be repaid.”

He’s reached into his inner shirt pocket for something and now he’s-...oh god, he’s getting on one knee and taking your hand into his own. You think you might hyperventilate. 

“Eugene...you had best be fixing to propose or I’m going to have to ask you to get right back up to standing this very minute, because I’m about to have a come apart-” 

“Well, I was, before you snatched the words straight out of my mouth-”

You gasp and throw a hand over your mouth in shame. “I’m sorry! I just had to be sure!!” 

“You’ve had your moment with this incomparable, life-altering gift. Kindly let me have mine, however small in comparison.”

You know its his stoic way of teasing, the closest Eugene will ever get to such a thing. Besides, he’s right. So, you shut up and wait impatiently for him to do the thing that you already have an answer to.

“I...had a speech, but all things considered, I think I’d be better off cutting to the chase. It comes down to this; will you be my wife?” 

Now you’re crying, and quite rightly so. 

“Yes. Of course. In a thousand lifetimes and timelines, yes. And only because I can tell you welded that ring long before you knew about this lab.”

“I would’ve done it a lot earlier, had I been certain you would’ve had me. I knew long before.”

You kiss him hard and long under the bright florescents of the research facility, with only the various flasks, beakers and microscopes as witness to your new engagement. Anything else would’ve been ill-fitting.