Either one way or the other I think the writers should have put in a scene where a guy (not John) was flirting with Sherlock and see how that played out.
They Did That.
As we know, Sherlock saw “Jim” slip him his number right away. And going off his reaction below- was p shocked at the gall this Jim dude was displaying, trying to cheat w him right then and there when he is so clearly out of this guy’s league.
Interesting touch in the writing, that. Making this dude flirt with Sherlock, knowing Sherlock would pick up on it… So that they could later write in a scene where Sherlock displays that he knows multiple miscellaneous ways to recognise a gay man such as his underwear, the hair product he uses, his eyes, his clothes……… Interesting………………
smut, slight humor, drama || brother’s best friend!au
warnings → public indecency, dirty talk, a lot of teasing, jimin’s porn preferences, and boobs
☆ word count → 6.3k
The long time running game between you and your brother’s best friend started when you noticed his fascination with boobs—yours specifically. It was never supposed to amount to more than harmless flirting and lingering glances, but now, one year later, Jimin was ready to change that.
alternatively: Jimin and you play a game. the loser is fucked. metaphorically. literally. all the above??
→i had to split this into 2 parts rip (& in this work of fiction, jimin’s penis isn’t a jelly bean) happy 3 months !!
Written for the following prompt: The house party me and my friends threw kinda escalated and after throwing out everyone I found this half naked person passed out in my bed but I can’t be bothered to wake them up now so I’m just gonna go to sleep and deal with it in the morning, they are kind of cute anyway AU
“Erica,” Derek says calmly—very calmly, he thinks, considering the situation. It’s two in the morning, he just trudged back from the library with a pounding headache behind his eyes, and he comes home to find their apartment the site of a raging house party, with drunk undergrads everywhere.
“Hey, Der,” she says, with that wide grin that only comes out when she’s had one drink too many.
“You didn’t tell me you were throwing a party,” he says, his jaw clenched, and she scoffs.
“This? This isn’t a party. This is a, uh, just a little get-together.”
Derek rolls his eyes. “It’s finals, for fuck’s sake. I’m going to bed, at least turn the fucking music down.”
He pushes through the crowd—accidentally hitting some of them with his backpack, oops—and finally seeks refuge in his room. The noise is dulled, blessedly, when he shuts the door behind him, and he exhales, letting his eyes fall shut. His momentary calm evaporates, however, when he opens eyes and notices the very important fact that someone is currently asleep in his bed, sprawled out on his stomach like he owns the place.
All Derek can see is broad bare shoulders, messy brown hair, and half of a mole-dotted face, pressed into the pillow and currently slack with sleep. Huh.
Derek sighs. He’s fucking exhausted, he doesn’t want to deal with babysitting some drunk kid right now, and he really doesn’t want him to wake up and then throw up in Derek’s bed or something.
Plus, the traitorous little voice in his head says, he’s really cute.
Derek shakes his head, irritated, as he drops his backpack on his desk chair. He strips down to his boxers and skips brushing his teeth—he’ll do it twice in the morning, and people are probably fucking the bathroom anyway, Jesus Christ.
Derek pulls back the comforter and gently slides into the bed, trying not to disrupt the mattress before he realizes that he’s being ridiculous. Why is he even considering a stranger’s comfort? It all seems for naught, anyway, because this kid apparently sleeps like the dead.
He takes a quick peek under the blankets, and at least the guy’s still wearing briefs, thank god. Derek doesn’t want to have to worry about accidentally sexually assaulting someone in his sleep.
He flops over onto his other side—thanks to the king size bed, his only grad school indulgence, there’s plenty of room—and closes his eyes. He’ll deal with this shit in the morning.
Notes: Multiple Orgasm, Orgasm Denial, Foursome, Oral (all receiving), Exibitionism, Drug Use. I hope y'all like this, so here’s your surprise fic guys, and thanks to @stilinski-jpeg for her unwavering support here and all the help she gave me.
You sip your coffee and shift on the stool underneath
you. The smell of cooking bacon and
fresh brewed coffee is heavy on the air, and draws your eyes back to your
boyfriend’s back in the kitchen in front of you. You lean your elbows on the counter and study
him, still not quite believing what you’re seeing. He’s making breakfast. Bucky Barnes is making you breakfast. It’s so domestic, so unlike him, so goddamn
attractive. You can’t help but
stare. At the way he looks in just a
pair of tight boxers, his back bare. At
the way his metal arm catches the early morning light through the window over
I have been meaning to make this post since a while now. Let’s share some love shall we? I recommend these fictions based on my personal judgment. If you see your work up here that’s cause I loved it to the moon and back! I welcome suggestions too! ^-^
Kageyama balanced his cheek on his fist, leaning an elbow on the counter and smiling, “Do your parents know where you are, sweetie?” “I— what?! Why would they— I’m twenty-three!” Kageyama gasped sarcastically, “Are you! Well, I’ll be! I’m still gonna need to see some ID, though.” “Amazing.” The boy laughed, “You really know how to sass someone who’s holding a gun to your face, huh?“
Summary: There he was.The redhead clicked the notification and waited impatiently for the page to load.“hello again, sunshine! working on any new pieces lately? i’d love to see your progress if you want to share! hope today was great for you!” Hinata grinned from ear to ear as he typed his reply, “i started a new piece just for you, blueberry! here’s what i’ve got so far! :)”
Oh. He’d never seen anyone give him that expression before. Not with so much raw sincerity. And for a moment, Kageyama had to look away, swallowing awkwardly, thinking that maybe he had just looked into the sun itself.
Summary: It’s too dark to go over the mountain, he’d said. You might get hurt, he’d said. What will we do if you can’t play in the practice match on Monday, he’d said. Kageyama had said a lot of things and in the end, he’d coaxed Hinata into staying the night because yeah, everything was true, and yeah, maybe he would be better off spending the night at Kageyama’s, but then they’re changing for bed and Hinata is in nothing but boxers and a shirt and Kageyama is cupping his jaw in both hands and kissing like he might fall of the face of the earth if he doesn’t and Hinata thinks that maybe, Kageyama had some ulterior motives.
Summary: 'Kageyama doesn’t know why Hinata’s face rubs him the wrong way—it just does. So one day, in an attempt to pinpoint exactly what it is that makes Hinata’s Shouyou’s fucking face so fucking annoying, he begins to catalogue all the things that really tick him off.This proves to be startlingly revelatory.’–A thought-provoking study and critical analysis of Hinata Shouyou’s stupid face, by Kageyama Tobio.
Summary: When Hinata Shouyou is 13 years old, his village is raided by pirates. Most everything Hinata knows is destroyed in the attack, lost to the flames, but he and his sister are pulled from the wreckage by a boy with eyes the color of a storm. Their lives are saved, but irrevocably altered - their home is lost forever, and there is something strange about the pirates, something blurry and shadowed and wrong. A darkness is rising out of the depths of the ocean. The sea itself is stirring, and nothing can stop it when it wakes.
Summary: Cooking is hard. Even if you have your very attractive, very grumpy neighbor there to help you. In which Hinata’s lack of cooking skills are a danger to him and others. Luckily (or not), Kageyama is willing to teach him, for the sake of avoiding any burned down apartments.
Once a year, all the villages that follow the way of the sun offer up one of their own to be taken to the sun god’s divine temple. Kageyama Tobio, an orphan and loner, never wanted to be chosen—and until the sun god appeared, no one ever wanted to choose him, either. All Tobio wants is to find a place he fits in. What he actually gets is another story entirely.
Summary: The rainforest expedition is to last a full year—365 days of living under the lush canopy of trees. Danger looms. Adventure awaits. The jungle calls. Hinata Shouyou has never wanted anything more. Or so he thinks, until he meets a curious stranger there, who shows him what it means to be truly needed. AKA Tarzan au
It was the boots that caught his attention. They looked new and expensive sticking up from the tall grass, visible from the small trail Shoyo was walking on. He cautiously trudged closer, almost against his will. What Shoyo didn’t notice, however, was the creature watching him; blue eyes following the oblivious human like a prey. AKA creature!Kageyama au
Summary: 'This was how Shouyou, prince of the kingdom on the hill, ended up sitting on the wooden floor in front of the fire, roasting all the different kinds of meats in the crackling flames to eat. When he was done, he flopped over backwards, sprawling over the floor. Kageyama was watching him again. Shouyou rolled lazily onto his stomach and rested his head on his arm, smiling at him. “That was good,” he said. The food had been delicious. Watching Kageyama eat had been more so; the way his throat worked to swallow as he drank down the creamy, white milk, his white teeth as they sank into the succulent, tender meat, the little groans and sighs of pleasure he made as he tasted it. It had all made Shouyou so very, very hungry for more.’
Life as a scrap hunter isn’t very eventful. Shoyo travels across the massive wasteland of an electronics dump in Area 5C every day, searching for machines, gadgets and batteries to sell. Stood in his yellow overall, one boot on a broken toaster, his voltage-tracker suddenly goes frantic in his hand. It’s detected something. Something big.
Summary: Kei types up an unapologetic flyer titled: Are You Missing Your Underwear? It explains his cat’s thievery and gives his address. He prints a few out and half-heartedly puts them up on his street and at the local store on his way to university. Basically, Kei’s cat is trying to hook him up with the neighborhood hottie.
Summary: "Iwaizumi-san is definitely a top.” “I’d say Oikawa. He seems to like being in charge.” Matsukawa laughed at this, surveying the club members. “It’s a shame that we’ll never be able to find out who’s right.” Unfortunately, they do find out.
Summary: “You’re so cruel to me,” Oikawa whined down the line, and Iwaizumi snorted at that. “All I try to do is be nice, and here you are, saying all I want to do is talk shit on Ushiwaka! Which, you know, I do, but that’s beside the point. Do you like Ushiwaka, Iwa-chan?” “Of course I don’t, what are you -,” “Because I could just get him to fuck me instead.” (Oikawa had slipped into a bad habit of teasing him like this, and he’d had enough of it. It was time for Iwaizumi to shut Oikawa up, and to shut him up good.)
Summary: Iwaizumi blinked his gaze over to Oikawa, “Last time was supposed to be a one time thing,” he said, voice low, lacking some conviction.Oikawa’s lips twitched into a smirk and he brought them hovering just over Iwaizumi’s, “One time thing, Two time thing, what’s it matter as long as it’s not a Relationship thing?”
In which Oikawa is a demon whose job is contracting humans for their souls, and his next victim is Iwaizumi. Somehow, what is supposed to be a quick case turns into a two year long affair – and then some.
Summary: In which Oikawa Tooru is a prince and Iwaizumi Hajime is his knight. “I want…I want…” Oikawa opened his eyes and for once Iwaizumi wished he couldn’t read them so well. ‘You. I want you,’ they said. Iwaizumi couldn’t let Oikawa say it for real, he couldn’t. It would destroy him. So he crashed his lips against Oikawa’s, silencing him, consoling him. “I know,” he whispered once they finally parted. He didn’t need to say that it didn’t matter what Oikawa wanted – what either of them wanted. They both knew already.
Summary: ‘A gift for you.’ Matsukawa’s voice echoed in his mind as he recalled the way his high school friend had slyly passed him a folded shopping bag under the table while they were in the middle of lunch. Matsukawa had insisted he look at it only when he got home, and feeling foolishly happy about the spur of the moment gift, he agreed. He wished, in hindsight, that he had looked instead. And that he had throttled Matsukawa for even thinking it was an appropriate gift.
Despite common belief, making sure you don’t have to work a single day in your life is hard work. Luckily, Oikawa has mastered the skill. But when his new target is the awfully… practical businessman Iwaizumi Hajime, Oikawa’s skills are put to the test, since Iwaizumi refuses to spend money on him. Yet, the two can’t ignore their mutual attraction, but with such different expectations for the relationship, there’s bound to be trouble.
Summary: This shower will be quick, Oikawa decides, reaching up for his luffa. He then goes to reach for his body wash. His eyes widen when he narrows in on the two objects in his hands. The luffa is white, and the body wash brand says Old Spice, something musky and masculine. Oikawa has never owned Old Spice in his entire life, and his luffa is definitely not white, looking like it came from some cheap dollar store.~AU where Oikawa accidentally stumbles into the wrong apartment
so misha just pulled up his underwear from the top of his pants to show the audience he was wearing orange but jensen full on unzipped and pulled his pants down and turned his back to the crowd and only showed misha and said “i wish you guys could see what’s going on here” and if that doesn’t tell you he wasn’t wearing underwear or something… funky.. was going on then idk what more you could possibly need
As Jack descends in the elevator to the basement, it strikes him that he never knew his condo building had a rental suite. Between his hockey commitments and hermit tendencies, there’s still a lot about his own home he doesn’t know despite living here for six years. It’s part of the reason he offered to help out around the building: to keep himself social during the summer season. His parents talked a lot about building a community of friends outside of work, and he knows his way around a toolbox so. Why not?
The basement is… really creepy, actually, reserved for the storage lockers and recycling bins. Even the parking garage is a level up and more inviting than this. There’s only one hallway so Jack follows it, certain he’s going the right way when he hears the voice through the wall.
“It’s fine, Mama. I know you wanted to help me pick out a place but this one is great. It’s in a nice neighbourhood, very secure… Yes, I got your pepper spray in the care package, but please, this is Providence, not New York City.”
Jack doesn’t mean to eavesdrop but he can’t help but notice how young this guy sounds. In a building where the average condo sells for over two million dollars, most of the neighbours he sees in the halls are retirees or working professionals. There aren’t many parties, which he appreciates.
He knocks on the cheap wooden door which rattles in the hinges. No wonder they’re renting this room out instead of selling, he thinks. There’s shuffling on the other side, and Jack hears the boy… man say “Goodness, I think the custodian is here already… of course I have pie who do you think I am? Call you back, love you.”
The door opens and there’s a lingering moment of silence as they each look at the person across from them. This guy looks to be a few years younger than Jack, a bit shorter, lean but with well-defined muscles he can see quite clearly thanks to him wearing the shortest shorts that could possibly be considered not-underwear. He’s staring. Oh boy, he’s staring and he needs to not be doing that so he drags his eyes up and they stall on the loose neckline of his tank top.
Oops……..dick slip. Another unintentional dick slip in a public place that I was able to document for you guys. I’m positive this guy was totally Unaware his penis was showing. Pretty circumcised penis dude. Thanks for not wearing Underwear under those short shorts we gay guys love you for it. It still amazes how often this actually unintentionally happens every day when you’re actually looking for it. You will find thay It happens everywhere if your looking for it. As you know I’m always looking for it and I do well documenting it for all of you. And now that short shorts are back in and more guys than ever go without underwear it’s easier than ever to find these unintentional dick slips. Yahoo!
ok guys so this info is from Facebook but here ya go
So, I’m not sure if anyone has been keeping up-to-date with the Yuri!!! On Stage announcements, but here’s a very quick recap of some /interesting/ canon things that went down!
- Yuuri & Viktor played a stripping game and Yuuri lost and woke up with Viktor’s underwear on his head
- at some point Yuuri vomits and I’m not sure if it’s the morning after or during some “fun” with Viktor lol
- Yurio yelling a lot and Seung-Gil tells Yuuri to put some clothes on
- “OVERCOME CHIHOKO” is written in Russian on Yuuri’s back
- *flashback to the night before drunk as heck* Viktor and Chris flirting hard
- Viktor called Yurio ‘kitten’
- Chris flirting with Yuuri saying “do you want to…drink my…sake?” and Yuuri replies with “it’s our sake” lol
- Leo and Guang-Hong say “adults are gross”
- Chris is SAVAGE and tells them “drink from your mother’s breast and go to beddy bye” LOL
- Yuuri getting jealous that Viktor isn’t paying attention to him:
Yuuri: Viktorrrrrr, stop looking at Chris and look at meeee
Viktor: I am looking at you!
Yuuri: You’re not looking enough!!
- Queue to what seems to be a questionable conversation but turns out to not be what they are insinuating lol:
Yuuri: Viktor…do it with me
Viktor: Do what?
Yuuri: That thing we do, when we drink…do that…with me.
- QUEUE THE STRIPPING GAME
- At some point Yurio calls Yuuri ‘Katsuki shit Yuuri!’
- Yurio got mad at Yuuri for 'hiding Viktor’ because Viktor disappeared to god knows where and everyone was blaming it on Yurio lol
- Otabek and Yurio arguing over possible show names for Yurio, where Otabek came up with the majority of them:
YURI ON DARKNESS
YURI ON GALAXY
YURI ON TIGER
俺vs時代(me vs generation)
- At some point Viktor and Yuuri get into the topic of flexibility and Yuuri claims 'Chihoko is more flexible than you’ to which Viktor thinks Yuuri is on about an ex and gets HELLA JEALOUS
- Queue this conversation after Viktor hearing Chinhoko:
Yuuri (hella drunk): are youuuu madddd
Yuuri: Yes you areeeeee
Viktor’s internal monologue: Oh…I was so mad
- Viktor then having a crisis thinking he knew everything about Yuuri…BUT WHO IS THIS CHIHOKO?
- Viktor is now BUTT NAKED on top of the ninja castle: IS THIS BETTER THAN CHIHOKO?
Yuuri: WHO THE HELL IS THAT? I could search the whole world, nobody is better than you!
Viktor: AM I SHINING, YUURI
Yuuri: YES, VERY BRIGHTLY
- Turns out that 'Chihoko’ is a mispronunciation from Yuuri in his drunken state and what he meant to say was 'Sachihoko’ which is a fish statue which sits on top of the ninja castle
- Viktor, while butt naked atop the ninja castle, tries to stretch to look like the sachihoko fish statue lol
- Viktor then invitied Yuuri to strip and join him on the roof because “the view is better when we’re naked” LOL
- Viktor also shouted from atop the ninja castle “they were Yuuri’s past, but I am his NOW!”
- Seung-gil is apparently an affectionate drunk and kissed Nishigori lol
A couple of minor other tid-bits:
- Yurio brought the piroshki to Yuuri to cheer him up as Viktor wasn’t there/worried about Makkachin
- When Yurio was in Hasetsu and said they were going to find Viktor for ramen, it just ended up being Yuuri and Yurio going for ramen together
Also probably the biggest announcement (which I have already seen posted) is WE’RE GETTING A MOVIE! The movie isn’t going to be a recap of anything and is going to be completely new material! I’ve heard that it could possibly be about the time in between in Hasetsu and everywhere else that we didn’t see and showing how Yuuri and Viktor got to be as close as they are!
SO all-in-all we have learnt that Viktor and Yuuri can never keep their clothes on while drunk and both get extremely jealous, and BASICALLY EVERYONE IS EXTRA AS HECK.
(Info taken from fb)
(All of these updates for the story Were gathered from twitter user @/denkimouse so if you want to look for yourself in case I missed anything else, there ya go! lol)