DA F*CKK EYE CONTACT, JUNGKOOK’S STARE and JIMIN’S HAND, WHAT’S YOUR PURPOSE lol:))))) OK now tks to this vid, I can make out how Jikook is when in real life, they’re so comfortable and so damn closeeee like this, no awkwardness, no averting, just f*ucking touch and skinship omgg.
But can I mention that SBS is totally a provoker too…. cuz it does cut the best scene everrrr, when Jimin literally leaned on his Kook!!!!!!!! Wtf are u guys trying to cover up OMG otoke ????

A Most Surprising Realisation

Part II of A Most Unsuitable Arrangement!

She’d left.

He had pushed her away and gotten what he’d wanted; a solitary life.

She had not left even a note. Just an empty wardrobe, an empty room.

An empty life.

He was surprised by the sudden thought. But as he turned it over in his mind, he realised that that was how he felt. He looked around the room and the feeling of loss in his chess worsened.

He lowered himself onto the small bed and wondered when what he wanted had changed.

He had left on the case three weeks ago perfectly content with his life. Molly had barely flitted into his peripheral, yet her sudden absence when he returned had shaken his world. To his surprise, he began to realise that, though he had not often outwardly acknowledged her presence, she had made herself invaluable to his way of life.

He needed her.

He frowned.


He wanted her.

She had fit into his life in a way he never expected; quietly and patiently. Looking back, he saw now the brightness in her eyes, the intelligence that he had never let himself acknowledge. He had looked upon her as simply a means to an end, one step up from his skull in terms of talking companions. And his ignorance to just how important she was to him was rooted in fear. That he would come to care for her and fall prey to a weakness he could not afford.

Yet she had done what he had tried to make impossible and wound her way so intricately into his life, and his heart, that her leaving had ripped open a wound that he did not think could ever be stitched closed.

The sudden realisation of his feelings… and the loss his blindness, no, his cowardice, had cost him… was suffocating and he dropped his head into his hands with an aggravated shout.

From below, the door to the loud London streets opened and closed. A familiar cadence of steps sounded up the stairs, continuing up to the upper level. The tip of an umbrella passed in front of Sherlock’s view and he raised his head.

‘Hello, brother dear.’

‘Where is she?’ Sherlock demanded without preamble.

Mycroft looked over his brother. With a raised eyebrow, he sat down beside Sherlock and rested his hands atop his brolly’s handle. ‘She is staying with Anthea and myself. Until this evening.’

Sherlock looked over, the knot of dread in his stomach tightening.

‘She is to leave on the night train for her mother’s estate in Manchester. She intends to remain there for the duration of your marriage. Should you choose to divorce, I shall see to it that the both of you have no damage to your reputations and the financial contract is dissolved.’

The ache in his chest threatened to overwhelm him and Sherlock quickly stood, pacing away from his brother to hide the sudden burn of tears.

‘However,’ Mycroft continued in a soft tone. ‘She is willing to consider another option.’

Sherlock held his breath.

‘A ruse, as it were. You and she will remain married, but in name only. With the exception of the occasional social outing, no more than four times each year, for appearance’s sake, she will remain in Manchester and you will lead your separate lives.’

Sherlock spun around and fought against the horror welling up inside at his brother’s words.

‘You will continue to have access to her monthly stipend, but you are to have no contact with her whatsoever apart from previously stated social outings.’ Mycroft stood and brushed off his trousers. ‘Those are the choices she has laid out for you, brother mine.’

A crushing weight threatened to suffocate him. Sherlock stumbled back a step and hit the wall.

No. No, I can’t lose her. Not when I’ve just found out what she means to me!

Mycroft stood and walked toward the door. When he stood just beside Sherlock, he paused. ‘However…’

Sherlock looked over at him, only a thin thread of hope holding him together.

Mycroft kept his gaze fixed firmly ahead, but the lines around his eyes softened. ‘She cares for you. If you were to properly make amends and open your heart to the possibility that you might come to love your wife, I believe you will be able to convince her to return.’

Sherlock considered his brother’s words. Could he see himself falling in love? Being a true husband, in every sense of the word?

The image of Molly sitting on the settee, listening happily as he rattled on about a case or experiment, the small smile on her face, as if she was truly happy, flitted across his mind.

Yes. Despite his doubts and previous scorn of love, he could easily see himself coming to love his wife. And in his heart, he knew he was already falling.

‘Will you take me to her?’

Mycroft tilted his head. ‘Yes. But if she refuses you…’

Sherlock laid his hand on his brother’s shoulder and Mycroft turned to him. ‘I will accept it as the consequence of my actions. But I refuse to let her go without doing everything within my power to convince her to stay.’

@todaysgonebi tagged me in this a while ago and I’m finally getting my ass in gear and doing it (Sorry for the wait, Fernanda!)

Rules: Tag 9 followers you want to get to know better

  • Relationship status: Single and praying for a miracle
  • Lipstick or Chapstick: Lipstick! Recent development, actually, with a matte preference
  • Last song I listened to: A New Argentina from Evita
  • Last movie I watched: Les Mis 2012 (I can’t be stopped)
  • Last book I read: Museums in Motion if it’s any book (that my textbook), but the last actual book was LotR: The Two Towers
  • Favorite color: Blues, yellows, and greens
  • Top 3 favorite shows: Monty Python’s Flying Circus, BBC Sherlock, and Attack on Titan 
  • Top 3 favorite characters: Elphaba Thropp, R2-D2, and Hanji Zoe
  • Top 3 favorite ships: Gigolas, Joly/Bossuet/Musichetta, and ExR

I’m tagging @thegoodlesmisurlsaretaken, @saunter-like-a-parisian, @achelllies, @vivalamusaine, @rivergst, @lol-wanky, @r0sebud934, @katajainen, and @lunalovegoodjunior (if you would like to, of course!)

My sweet cat has passed away and I’m devastated. It was time for him to go, but I couldn’t be there and I can’t help my family and I couldn’t help him and I’m heartbroken tonight. Need to sleep, I can’t do this anymore today.

  • what she says:i'm fine
  • what she means:did Zuko ever meet that little boy from "Zuko Alone" again? that little gap-toothed troublemaker who treated Zuko like a brother? i know they parted on such bad terms when Zuko revealed his identity, and i really don't blame him because at that time Zuko was still kind of an asshole, but did they ever see each other after the war? did the little boy hear about how Zuko disowned his father and joined the Avatar? did he learn that Zuko was the one to fight Azula in that fateful battle? did Zuko visit an earth kingdom town one one of his royal trips and recognize him years later? did the little boy apologize for rejecting him? or did maybe he go to the fire nation to see if Zuko remembered him? did Zuko beg forgiveness for the crimes of the fire nation? did they make up? did they hug it out? did the little boy's brother survive the war? did he introduce him to Zuko? did Zuko insist on giving him the pearl dagger he tried to give him before he left? did the little boy accept it this time? did