i need to spend more time actually playing the game

Always Molly Hooper, Never Just Molly
  • Mycroft: Brother mine, I'm an idiot.
  • Sherlock: *pause* I agree but what is the occasion?
  • Mycroft: *rolls his eyes* I knew she held feelings for you and yet it never occurred to me that you could - that you would ever return those feelings.
  • Sherlock: You're right. You are an idiot. She's the only one I can tolerate and can deal with all of me without wanting much in return.
  • Mycroft: Liar. She would obviously want your affection.
  • Sherlock: Not so obvious. The christmas gift I noted but everything else was a mystery. I liked her company.
  • Mycroft: Three kisses means romantic attachment. It was clear.
  • Sherlock: *hesitates* I didn't think I deserved it. I hurt her several times.
  • Mycroft: Yes, but this was the one thing you got right. Or you will...
  • Sherlock: You're being more overbearing than usual what's your play?
  • Mycroft: Delete it later but I do actually want you to be happy outside of your detective games. You need it or you'll be sitting with Eurus permanently.
  • Sherlock: It wouldn't hurt to spend time with her. On the opinion of Molly I have already begun to make amends.
  • Mycroft: And how is that going?
  • Sherlock: Slow but necessary. If I do this right Mummy will probably forget that you ruined their lives for several years.
  • Mycroft: *sighs heavily* Don't be too slow or I'll help you.
  • Sherlock: You're not to go near Molly Hooper.
  • Mycroft: That's your tell.
  • Sherlock: What?
  • Mycroft: You always use her full name when talking to people. Never just Molly.
  • Sherlock: She's more than just Molly.
  • Mycroft: I'm aware. Shall I get grandma's ring out or do you...
  • Sherlock: SLOW.
  • Mycroft: This will make Eurus happy.
  • Sherlock: *silence*
Imagine: Negan teaches you how to play pool

Summary: Negan notices that you aren’t the best at pool, so he offers (let’s be honest he didn’t offer, he told you) to teach you.

Contains: Fluff and Negan’s colorful language

Note: This is my first attempt at an imagine, so go easy on me!

Requested by @writingkeepsmewhole

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You hadn’t been at the sanctuary very long and you were still trying to get used to all the rules and working for points - which you didn’t mind doing at all - working for your dinner and being kept safe inside a compound was better than trying to fend for yourself out in the chaos that was this world now.

You hadn’t seen a whole lot of the man called Negan who was the leader of the group called the Saviors, but when you did see him he was always intimidating and he kind of scared you a little bit.
So, you always made sure to do your work as to not get on his bad side.

But the upside to everything was the recreational room of the compound.
After a day of working everyone could come and go as they pleased to it.
They could watch TV, play cards or anything else they found entertaining.
You always went for the pool table that sat in the middle of the room, but since it was popular around here you always had to wait until the place was almost empty to even play it, because you weren’t a pool shark by any means and you didn’t pretend to be, but you found it fun anyway.

Finally, after waiting the room was almost barren of people and you racked the striped and solid balls onto the table to start your game.
You didn’t mind playing by yourself at all, but knew that it would be nice to atleast have someone to talk to.
You didn’t have many friends here, most people you talked to were snotty women telling you what to do, or either men who didn’t bother to try to hide the fact that they stared at your breasts the whole time they tried to hold a conversation with you, so you mainly stayed to yourself.

You walked around the pool table and leaned over it trying to line up your first shot, trying to find a decent way to hold the stick was always aggravating.
You pulled it back and then forward suddenly, hitting the cue ball as hard as your could into the others.
There was a loud CLACK as the balls scattered across the table and not one landed into any of the pockets, you let out a grunt and blew a stray strand of hair out of your face as you leaned back up to walk around the table eyeing the solid red ball with the number 7.
You leaned back over to try to pocket it, you hit it and just as before, no such luck.

“You kinda suck at that.” A deep voice suddenly echoed from behind you in the empty room.

You turned quickly to meet the eyes of Negan, he had on his leather jacket that you always saw him in and the bat that scared you the most, sitting on his shoulder.
The one he called Lucille.

He walked up closer to you with a smug smile, before looking down to the table.

“I know I do, but it’s fun.” You said back, shrugging as you leaned against the table.

You kept eyeing the bat on his shoulder nervously.

He smirked and looked at it, “Don’t worry, sweetheart. She doesn’t fuckin’ bite.”

He laid it down into a chair adjacent to the table to put your mind at ease as he saw It was making you nervous.

“Well, it’s sort of terrifying.” You said back, turning to the table again.

“Yeah, Lucille fuckin’ terrifies all.” He said proudly, as he took the pool stick from your hand.

“So, how are you at this game?” You asked, crossing your arms.

Negan chuckled and looked back to you, “I could show you, but since you don’t know what the fuck you’re doing. How about I just teach you what to do.”

You nodded and gave in, “Don’t see how it could hurt.”

He smirked and put a hand gently onto your shoulder and pulled you towards him.
You instantly felt chills run down your spine as you did so and you weren’t sure why.

He sat the stick down on the edge of the table, “Alright, you have your stripes and solid pool balls. When someone breaks them, whichever kind goes in is theirs. Get it?”

“Yeah, I’ve got that.” You said as he cut his eyes to you from the side.

“Good, then I don’t have to fuckin’ teach you that part. I guess it’s just your shooting that’s shitty.” He chuckled as he pushed you playfully.

You rolled your eyes, “I’ve never really learned how to play, I just like doing this during free time.”

“Well darlin’, I’m gonna fuckin’ teach you so you don’t fuckin’ embarrass yourself.” He said, giving you a mischievous smirk.

“Okay, teach me.” You said to him, pursing your lips.

He got closer behind you, pushing you against the table as he leaned over you and you could feel his breathe on the back of your neck.
The goosebumps on your skin occurred instantly.
You grabbed the stick and held it as he placed his hands on top of yours to help you line up your shot the right way.
With his hands still on you, he pulled back on it, then forward, to hit the solid 7 ball that you had tried the first time, and with such ease, it was pocketed with his help.

You smiled cheerfully as it went in, “Holy shit! You’re good.”

He smiled and pulled back a little, “Years of fuckin’ practice, darlin’. I’ll help you with this next one, but afterwards, you’ve gotta show me what you’ve fuckin’ got.”

You nodded back to him as he leaned over you again, helping you pocket the solid 3 ball.
He was really good at this.

“Alright, let’s see how you do.” He said leaned back up as he walked to the other side of the table.

He kept his eyes on you the whole time and you bit at your lip as your shyness tried to take over you.
You hadn’t noticed until now how handsome this man was and being in a one on one situation with him, he didn’t seem as bad as everyone made him out to be.
He seemed like he was genuinely nice when he wanted to be.

You lined up another shot, you were nervous and was hoping you wouldn’t mess this up in front of him.
It wasn’t that you wanted to impress him, but you didn’t want to fail either.

You took in a breath as you pulled the stick back and hitting the solid 1 ball and to your surprise - and Negan’s - it was pocketed.

You bit your lip as a big smile spread across your face and you looked over to Negan and he was nodding with a proud smile on his face.
The same smile he had when he was carrying Lucille.

He clapped his hands together, “Fuck yeah. That what the fuck I’m talking about. You’re a goddamn natural.”

He had a confused look on his face and then walked back over to you, “What’s your name, darlin’?”

“(Y/N).” You said as you leaned onto the poll stick.

He then grabbed another one out of the holder from the wall and turned back to you, to give you a firm, but playful look.

“Well (Y/N), how about your pretty little ass and me get into a fuckin’ game of 8 ball?”

You almost blushed at his words, but controlled yoirself from it.
You thought about it for a minute and knew that you were in no way ready to go up against him in an actual game, but you didn’t care about that right now, you just wanted to spend some more time to get to know this man.

“I think I’d like that. But I’m not gonna be able to keep up.” You said guiltily with a shrug.

He licked his lips and gave you a soft smile, “I’ll help if you need it. Shit, maybe I just wanna hang around for a fuckin’ bit. It’s not often I get to play pool with such a pretty fuckin’ woman.”

You bit your lip softly, “Hey, I’m okay with that.”

He gave you a wink and gathered the balls to rack them back up, all the while staring at you in such a sweet but seductive way.
If this was the man that everyone was terrified of, you wouldn’t have a problem getting used to him at all.

anonymous asked:

If the boys were YouTubers I think Robert would be the annoying yet stunning gamer who spends more time needing over the game cover than actually playing the game, and Aaron tweets him like @RJsugger play the fucking game yet somehow 3 months later they are doing the boyfriend tag and everyone is just so confused but they give no explanation to how it came about

ANON !!!!!!!!!!! Fuck I need this so badly now

Like this is he most perfect shit. I can TOTALLY see this. Gosh Robert would be one of those annoying ass players who just talk and talk, and of course he is playing the game but never gets much done until he stops ranting and actually gets the objectives done.

And Aaron mostly watches just cause Robert plays the games other people don’t or he gets the high profile and exciting games first and plays them before everyone else. Aaron is always annoyed by Roberts lame ass rants and how long it takes him to actually PLAY so he tweets at Robert to play the fucking game and shut the fuck up

And Robert is like ???? Excuse me???? And DMs Aaron to go off on him, which leads to a heated argument that turns into them talking pretty frequently because although they annoy each other, they HAVE EYES and when someone that hot talks to you…well, let’s say some flirting happens among their disagreements

And let’s just say they agree to meet up at a gaming convention and “sparking flying” is an understatement and then a month later they are doing the cute boyfriend tag and everyone is like but??? The last time we saw, y'all were ripping at each other’s throats on Twitter??

And the boys are just like 🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️and it’s the cutest thing I’ve thought about in weeks, thank u anon bless

Let’s talk about Metal Gear Solid

If you haven’t heard, I’m finally playing these games

I already knew a lot about this series thanks to reviews, retrospectives, parodies, analyses, memes, and gifs of Ocelot twirling his stupid fucking gun. But I hadn’t played any of these games for longer than an hour. Metal Gear Solid 1 in particular felt like a game I knew everything about before even touching it. I mainly just played it instead of watching the cutscenes on YouTube as a refresher and skipping to its sequels because, hey, I already own it

But I realize now that all of that analysis I’ve seen is from people who’ve been playing Metal Gear games a long time. People who’ve gotten used to some of the games’ weird design choices and who overlook some of the touches I really appreciated. So I’m gonna talk about that stuff, rather than being the millionth person to say it’s cool that Psycho Mantis reads your memory card

People enjoyed my Broken Age review way back when, and I feel like I should do more writing like that. So that’s why I’m here to tell you all about this old-ass game everyone’s already played

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

hey, mog! what's your favorite rpgmaker game(s)? like yume nikki, .flow, OFF, space funeral, gingiva, middens, sluggish morss, both lisa games, etc.

I actually haven’t played that many, since I don’t have as much time or focus to spend on games, plus I tend to be very picky, but of those I have played, the winner is probably predictable

I still want/need to play the fan/spiritual successor games 2kki and .flow, since atm I have no idea how they hold up compared to the original YN.
Space Funeral gets recommended to me a lot but I keep procrastinating on that one.