Everyday I wake up and think about the Holmes and Watson exchange with a client in WDR Holmes...
Holmes: "This is Dr. Watson"
Client: "I know, you both are known to be inseparable."
Watson: "That's right."
Client: "I'm happy for you!"
Watson: "Thank you I'm happy for us too."
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THE WAY I RAN
🖤 [ Bite ] WIth Bang Chan please for the love of god
omg you AND @bangtanintotheroom know me too well 😮💨 and i may have gotten carried away....
You’d been teasing Chan all day. You’d stolen the coffee out of his hand, snagged his phone, plopped in his lap while he was working, and still; not a single reaction out of him. He’d just laughed when you took his coffee (and laughed harder when you gave it right back tasting the protein powder), shook his head when you giggled after taking his phone, and covered your face in kisses while abandoning his work.
And while you appreciated your boyfriend’s endless patience and amusement, what you wanted was him to tease you back.
You hadn’t been able to stop thinking about how he had chased after you, taunting you as you ran from him when your end of summer pool party had dissolved into a water balloon fight a week ago. The way his voice dropped and the menacing look on his face as he rain behind you sent your heart and stomach fluttering.
But desperate times called for desperate measures. And you were desperate.
His bare back was to you as he stood in your kitchen, pants slung low on his hips as he hummed to himself over the bowl of ice cream on the counter.
You crept up behind him, holding your breath as you hoped this do the trick, and snatched the beanie off his head before taking off running, giggling as you went.You heard the spoon clatter, and the affronted noise Chan made in response before he roared, “Get back here you little minx!”
“Gotta catch me first!” You called back, skidding down the hall.
You cautioned a look over your shoulder as you turned the corner and saw the sharp grin on his face, sending a flurry of butterflies into your stomach and a spike of adrenaline through your body. But it had cost you; his arms wrapping around your waist pulled a shriek of delight and surprise out of you as your feet skimmed along the floor.
“What’s got my baby so riled up today, huh?” He rumbled in your ear, chuckling as you tried to wiggle out of his grasp.
You simply shrugged in response, giggling as he flung both of you onto the bed, ending up trapped underneath his frame.
The smirk on his face was predatory, and you felt yourself shiver. You were completely at his mercy, but there was no one you trusted more. Before you could react to the uptick of his mouth, his lips were on yours. You sank into the sensation, relishing in the familiarity, but the sharp nips he left on your mouth made you gasp.
“This is what you wanted, isn’t it? Don’t be shy baby,” he breathed against your skin, lips and teeth trailing down your chin and across your neck.
“It is, Channie,” you sighed, reveling in the way the bites surprised you, and the feel of his tongue lathed over the marks as soon as he left them. An eyebrow raise directed your way made you roll your eyes and continue, “you wouldn’t tease me back. Had to do something.”
“You’re just too easy to read babe,” he huffed out a laugh, goosebumps breaking out across your skin at the puff of air cooling the growing collection of wet marks on your neck. “Did you ever consider I was trying to get you to act out, just like I knew you would?” He asked, trailing his mouth back up to yours.
Your head swam as you tried to make sense of what he was saying, “I don’t—“
But he cut you off with a sharp nip to your lower lip, catching it between his teeth before sucking it into his mouth and releasing it with a pop. “I didn’t fall into your trap, honey. You fell into mine. And since you got what you wanted, it’s my turn now.”
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List 5 facts about a favorite sim of yours, and send this to 10 simblrs whose sims you adore ♥♥♥
Eli and Awan.
Eli's favorite color is pink. While he likes to wear pink he doesn't want an entire room of pink. This is why when people come into his room or later his house people are shocked to find more neutral colors of browns and blues. He finds those colors restful and encourages his creative vibes.
His best friend is Awan. As he grows older he develops deeper feelings for Awan.
He distrusts his magical abilities. Magic makes him feel out of control and often when his emotions are topsy turvy his magic tends to become erratic. On the whole he wishes he had never found out his magical legacy that has lain dormant for centuries in his family.
His most treasured item is a rainbow necklace that Awan gave him.
He has what's known as rainbow healing. He can use the rainbow to perform light healing. Small scraps and bruises. A minor cold. A bad mood. Fear. Because of his fear and distrust of his own abilities the rainbow helps him put his powers into dormancy.
Awan hasn't seen his mother since the night his dad kidnapped him in the middle of the night during a hurricane. The reason,,,to save him from the devil. Awan's mother is a powerful sage in Selvadorado. Awan inherited his abilities from her. However with his father he's not allowed to use his magic and if his dad knew he was helping Eli control his magic his dad would probably never let him see Eli again and they'd disappear in the middle of the night to someplace where no one knew them.
Awan pretends to be interested in Jolene so that his dad will not suspect him having feelings for Eli. His father would not approve and he's received more than enough beatings for not having straight A's in school or failing to play the violin well enough, to risk his father finding out.
Awan finds Jolene's crush on him amusing and may play on that just a little but he knows his heart belongs to Eli although he dare not admit it even to himself.
He hasn't seen his mother since he was six years old and when he does meet her again at 13 it's anything but a happy reunion. This doesn't mean he's not happy she finds him but her finding him means his entire life is irrevocably changed.
Jolene will be the reason why Awan will be separated from Eli for almost ten years after his mother finds him and Jolene will be the reason why they meet again.
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Realistically, people can lose feelings toward someone who had hurt them greatly. No more rekindles, not even a spark.
This wouldn't happen to my fav ship Akafuri, but I love angst and I would like to put them in that situation.
Seijuurou and Kouki broke up last year due to reasons (Seijuurou was under succession process stress and Kouki was depressed). Seijuurou tried to take him back, but Kouki was still under clinical depression and the only reason he accepted the offer was because Koutarou (Kouki's bro) has a startup company and their main client was a subsidiary of Akashi Corporation.
It's the last thing Kouki could do for his brother whose business plans were paused for choosing Seijuurou last year.
Seijuurou tries everything to make Kouki smile while staying in their old apartment where they stayed as a happy couple, but all he could do is to watch Kouki eat himself away in the apartment, scared of him and wary of him. In these instances, Seijuurou would remember how Kouki made his life colorful, but he drained all those colors away.
Kouki's love is simply gone, his dreams unreached, his youth unrealized, and his life meaningless.
What had Seijuurou done to turn such cheerful being this way?
Can he wake up Kouki's soul again? Even not his love for him. He just wants Kouki happy again, even not for him.
hell yeah!! put them in situations!!
This is an interesting idea, especially with japan's attitude towards mental health and at the core of this premise is that yes Seijuurou distancing himself from Kouki when he was under succession scrutiny surely didn't help Kouki's depression- it is not the actual cause.
From the way you've described this, I can't help but think that in this Kouki has untreated, undiagnosed, clinical depression. Which will be a life long battle for Kouki, not a quick fix, tada!! you're all better! thing. It comes in waves and it ebbs, coasts, rushes, drowns- and Seijuurou needs to realize that. Kouki needs to confront that.
Seijuurou is a perfectionist with (although he would describe it as an entirely truthful and whole view) a very specific view that if things are not the way he wants them to be then he can make them the way he wants. And while some things definitely do work like that, another person's mental health isn't one of them. Especially if he trusts, loves, and respects that person. His character development arch would be centered around accepting this fact - which for a control freak like him it would be fairly difficult - and doing what he can to support Kouki be it holding him in the night, giving him space, offering to pay for any medical support like therapy or medicine, and even if it calls for it- walking out of his life.
It must be difficult for Kouki to be back in their old apartment and feel the ghost of who he was, of his hopes and dreams, and not recognize himself anymore. The memories of bad lonely nights, his insecurities bubbling up when Seijuurou wouldn't come home because he was "working late" and although Kouki 100% trusts him and knows that Seijuurou wouldn't cheat or anything those intrusive thoughts are so fucking loud. (Codependent Kouki lets goooooo :'( ) And unless Kouki got that mental health help and therapy, he won't be able to stand being back in the same environment, stuck in the same thought loops, and feeling awful about himself. And even if he does get help or therapy, he might still need to break off from Seijuurou to start fresh and actually have a safe place from the person who all of this is connected to...
And like you said, if their full and final dissolution is what will make Kouki finally able to make progress with his mental health and create better coping mechanisms/habits, Seijuurou would pack his bags for him.
I am banking on a ten year later reunion when Kouki has better control over his mental health and they can rekindle the spark that never truly died
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man I wish people understood how much it sucks ass to be neurodivergent and trying to find the middle ground where people like/tolerate you. like, I'm either "boring" (trying to wait my turn in conversations, holding space for other people, taking a back seat to let others get some spotlight) or "too much" (too loud/talking too much, getting excited to share, trying to participate in group conversations/activities). No one really talks about how much of being neurodivergent is just sort of trying to make yourself palatable.
I feel like so much of my life has been spent trying to find this effortless sort of middle ground everyone else seems to automatically already know, and I'm always swinging too far one way or the other. I'm lucky to have neurodivergent friends who grok me, but goddamn I wish that I could just like, exist without the constant background script in my brain that's like "you're being too loud. You're not talking enough. you're being self-centered. you're being boring. you're wrong, you're wrong, you're wrong." I feel like I'm back in high school trying to make friends but stuck as the eternal "weird kid"
it's just... lonely and sucks bad.
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