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Tactic - [EXO] Dr!Baekhyun Au

Originally posted by baekintime

[A/N] Inspired by a real person.

A tactical approach. It’s a way of living. It’s the way most of us are living, whether we realize it or not… we are either thinking on how to make it happen and how to get there or– we will figure it all out along the way.

Either way, we are planning, in other words, using a tactic in order to have something happen in our way. But does that mean, we don’t believe in fate?

Not exactly. And Dr. Baekhyun knows exactly what it implies. Being a doctor wasn’t in the plan, and yet he stood fifth floor up, managing patients and catering to them. Baekhyun could thank his genius brain cells to have had pass five years of medical school.

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The first year, 29th January comes and goes feeling significant but neither John nor Sherlock really know how, or why. They don’t exactly keep track of which day of the year they’ve met all their other friends, do they? John makes coffee in the morning and Sherlock sits across from him to read the newspaper, and they’ve been doing this for a year now, in some variation or another, and though a fairly interesting case comes into the website late in the afternoon, Sherlock closes the tab and makes a note to call the poisoned man’s wife the next day, because John has just asked if he fancies a Chinese and maybe a James Bond, if they’ve got nothing on tonight. They eat far too much and drink a couple of beers and sit just a little too close together on the sofa, and neither of them really knows why, but it feels important.

The second year, Sherlock is both dead and trying hard not to be, working undercover with a street gang in Budapest, and John sits for three hours on bench outside Bart’s hospital and they both know exactly why January 29 is significant, but it no longer matters. 

The third year, John goes on a date with the new nurse from the clinic and tries not to feel like he’s cheating on someone. Sherlock smokes a cigarette and blows the smoke out over Ho Chi Minh and wonders if John ever thinks about him anymore.

The fourth year is the worst year, because they both try desperately not to think about the 29th, and they both fail miserably. John goes to work and doesn’t text Sherlock; Sherlock swoops into the Met and makes everyone miserable and angry until Lestrade finally sits him down in a conference room with weak tea and a stale pastry and tells him to text John. Sherlock doesn’t, but at half-six that evening John shows up at Baker Street anyway with a Chinese takeaway and a sullen expression, and they eat together quietly, awkwardly, in recognition of something they can’t talk about but can’t seem to make themselves ignore. Sherlock resents John then, resents that he still knows that Sherlock likes black pepper chicken and fried dumplings, not steamed, resents that John can still find the mugs in the kitchen, resents that John sits on the sofa and doesn’t relax back into it, like he’s always prepared to jump up and leave. For his part, John feels every ounce of that resentment like a black oil welling up around his ribs, and he has plenty of anger and ire to heat it to boiling, and when he finally leaves that night, it’s because he can’t stand to be in a room with Sherlock for another minute, not on this night, not when John knows what a night like 29th January could have meant, if only Sherlock had wanted it.

The fifth year, Moriarty is dead and Mary is gone and John is lost. He’s been twisted every way, he’s had his whole world turned upside down and topsy turvy and he wishes, for once, that Sherlock would give him a safe place to land.  He walks, and meanders, and wanders, and doesn’t pop by Baker Street and doesn’t buy a Chinese takeaway, and instead finds himself looking up at the facade of Bart’s hospital. He shouldn’t, really, but he does anyway, walking purposefully through the halls so no one thinks to ask if he should be there. He’s being very silly, he thinks, but it doesn’t matter, because when he swings the door open to the lab, to the lab, Sherlock is already there, sitting on a stool and looking down at nothing. 

The fifth year, John says hello, then, and Sherlock cracks a smile and says, we’ve got to stop meeting this way, and when John strides over to him, purposeful, filled with intent, Sherlock turns on his seat to face him. 

I think we’ve got to start meeting like this instead, John says, and he takes one of Sherlock’s hands in his, and Sherlock lets him, and he slides one of his hands along Sherlock’s jaw, and Sherlock tilts his face into John’s hold, and John kisses him, very very softly, as if to say, okay? and Sherlock kisses back, as if to say, obviously. 

As if to say, finally.


Long time no see, I have to apologize for the extended hiatus.  My employer had gotten into a tricky financial situation and I didn’t have the financial stability to post for awhile.  Luckily things are back to normal now and this Battered Baramundi is just the first in another long string of recipes to come.  Thank you to all of the people who have followed and I look forward to sharing even more delicious food with you.  The recipe, as always, is under the cut.

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Dinner. Pennette with a brown butter and olive oil sauce of anchovies, lemon zest and juice, garlic, and crushed brined peppercorns. Marinated salmon with lemon juice, capers, and black pepper, pan-fried tender as hell in the pan I used for the aforementioned sauce. Steamed asparagus with lemon juice and olive oil. Tomato and balsamic vinegar salad. Salsa verde. And some pretty average olives.

Grown-ass well-adjusted dude that my dad is, he quietly sat and refused to eat any of most of it. Nibbled at some asparagus. Had a flake of salmon. I felt a little down about that, until I remembered a) what a regular occurrence this is and how I’m over it now, and b) how it meant there was more for me.

I had just…the best night ever with Roommate and Post Office at the food truck festival and then board games with them and Post Office’s family. There were like 20 food trucks at the festival. Roommate and I shared bacon-wrapped fried tater tots and loaded tater tots, and then we shared these amazing rosemary and black pepper french fries that were literally the best fries I have had in my life.

I haven’t eaten any potato products in almost 2 months, so it tasted 10000 times better to me!

Since I was Treating Myself we also shared this amazing coconut chai flavored frozen yogurt and I put strawberries and chocolate chips in with it. :) It was so tasty, I don’t think I’ve had such an epic meal since our post-car-buying chicken wing extravaganza. 

Then we went back to Post Office’s place and we played Ticket To Ride (which I won!) and a couple of rounds of the Super Mario card game, which is a LOT of fun. 

It was such a perfect night. :) And I was treated to my favorite beloved view of downtown St. Paul lit up at night while driving home. I love my city, my friends, and food trucks. 

Takashimaya Depachika, Tokyo

Sometimes the best meals in Tokyo are not eaten in restaurants, but bought in department stores. Like this one, everything acquired at the wonderful basement food floor at Takashimaya in Shinjuku. Here’s a closer look at what we got and brought back to our hotel to enjoy…

Wagyu roast beef sushi…

Braised new potatoes and pork shoulder…

Chicken cartilage fried in garlic oil with black pepper…

Deep fried chicken skin “chips”, which were my absolute favorite…

Grilled yakitori three ways: chicken breast stuffed with okra, chicken butt & scallions, chicken thigh with onion…

Fava bean tempura…

There were also potato croquettes, bite-sized tonkatsu, sweet fish rice and pickled vegetables…

All this is just a small sampling of the tasty treats you will find in any “depachika” around Japan! And cost us only around $30.00 US.

Japanese departments stores are famous for these basement food floors and they’re definitely worth checking out for at least one meals as the selection and quality of the food you will find are top notch!!

Popeye Wrap

You’ll Need

1 handful Spinach

½ avocado

1 tablespoon hummus

drizzle olive oil

¼ lemon for juicing

diced tomatoes 

Now What

mash avocado 

combine with hummus

combine lemon juice & olive oil

spread mash on wrap

squeeze juice on spinach

wrap up

top with diced tomatoes

Avocado Toast

You’ll Need

¼ avocado

1 tablespoon tomato paste

1 shake hot sauce

1 teaspoon red pepper flakes

fresh black pepper

¼ lemon to juice

Now What

toast bread

spread tomato paste on toast

squeeze lemon 

top with fresh black pepper

Candied Sweet Potato Fries

You’ll Need

1 sweet potato

¼ cup maple syrup

½ cup coconut oil

sea salt

Now What

Slice potato

mix oil & syrup. 

dip potatoes

sprinkle with sea salt

bake at 350 for 30 minutes