Requested by anon: I
would like to request a Sherlock x reader where he has been drugged and how
he’s really cute and a little dirty towards her in front of John. Haha like
while “high”. Just super fluffy and cute and maybe a little smutty/implied
smut/ a little dirty haha. I get if you’re too busy or don’t feel like writing
it, no problem. Love you. & anon: I have a request for you (if youre still taking..?) so sherlock
and john gets drunk and sherlock starts hitting on (and gets kissy and touchy)
on reader which has been her girlfriend for months xD
Pairing: Sherlock x reader.
Word count: 2,026
Warnings: Just like in “The sign of three” this things gives a lot of twists.
A/N: Drunk Sherlock and Watson are my fave, I loved this so much!
Sherlock and John weren’t the kind of men to get drunk
every week, however and because of the stress they had been put through in
their last case, they decided to go to the bar together.
At first it was just beer and talking
and complaining, but then, someone recognized Sherlock and decided to put a
little something on his beer which, added up to what he had already drunk,
ended up turning him into a dizzy, slurry mess.
John was drunk as well, but for a
different reason: he had mixed tequila with beer.
They walked – stumbled – their way back
to Baker Street. It wasn’t even ten o’clock when that happened, so both (Y/N)
and Mrs. Hudson were up and sharing a cup of tea while the boys came back,
doing all kinds of strange noises as they walked in that called both women’s
“What are you two doing here?” Mrs.
Hudson asked as she and (Y/N) walked out to the stair case where John and
Sherlock were laying. (Y/N) couldn’t help but to laugh at the image and the
sound of her laughter caught Sherlock’s attention.
“(Y/N)!” He cheered drunkenly, “AREN’T
YOU THE MOST BEAUTIFUL BEING ON EARTH?”
“Wow, someone’s loud tonight.” She joked
and Sherlock walked to her and held her tightly against his chest.
“You are sooooo beautiful!” He slurred,
“And so hot, would you be my girlfriend?”
“I am already your girlfriend, Sherlock.” (Y/N) spoke
clamly, unable to contain the giggle that left her lips.
“I’m such a lucky man I’m jealous of myself …”
Sherlock cupped her face and started kissing her passionately, like never
before. (Y/N) tried to pull away but Sherlock’s grip was tight and it wasn’t
until he needed air that he let go off her.
“You’re so drunk!” She giggled.
“And you’re stunning.” Sherlock mumbled,
“Delightful, splendid, a Greek muse right in front of me! DATING ME!”
“Sherlock Holmes is a poet when he’s
drunk, what are the chances!” Watson spoke from behind, right before he bursted
in a dry laughter. Mrs. Hudson laughed with him and then both women dragged
THE SIMS 4 - LET’S CREATE: EDITING A DEFAULT SKIN (STREAM EDIT)
I edited the stream from earlier today, it’s a slapdash tutorial on how to edit default skins. As mentioned, please respect people’s TOUs if you chose to use this tutorial to make a shareable skin blend. I also added a little segment at the end explaining on how to paint eyes, specifically light beams.
This viral video, shared on the Fishing and Boat Ramp fails Facebook page, has been viewed thousands of times since it was uploaded yesterday. It shows a fish that’s been frozen stiff, then placed into a tub of water with another fish. It starts to defrost and, with a little encouragement, starts swimming again. Viewers have been posting comments attempting to get to the bottom of what’s actually happening in the clip. Some suggested the clip was a fake, but many others say they’d seen fish behaving in a similar way.
“I’ve seen this in person dozens of time,” claimed another. “Ice fishing in New England with extreme cold temperatures. Catch some yellow perch and they freeze almost instantly. Take them home and put them in the sink with water and they start swimming shortly after.”
“To those saying it’s fake,” one viewer wrote, “you can catch a fish and leave it in an ice slurry (has the same effect, they go stiff and pretty much just fall asleep) all day long, then fillet it and find its heart still beating so I’d pretty much believe this, especially if it was just snap frozen for a few hours or less.” (Source)
“Are you going to get in?” Stiles asked, peeling out of his last shirt, his words a little slurry around the edges. “In a- a- a-” He paused, trying rather unsuccessfully to shake his hand free of his sleeve. He started laughing uncontrollably and collapsed to the floor to work on his shoes. “The water, are you?”
“No,” Derek groused, pointedly not looking when Stiles flopped onto his back and began to shimmy out of his soaked pants. Black slime coated almost every square inch of the floor. “This is your bath, not mine.”
“Mine,” Stiles echoed, now just lying on the floor in a puddle of black, his pale skin coated head to foot in the gunk. “This is not my house.”
“Yes,” Derek agreed, as patiently as he could, checking the water’s temperature before turning off the tap. It had to be extra hot to affect the stuff. “This is the clinic.”
Deaton had explained that even minimal contact with the ichorous substance gave a contact high. Stiles had been practically drenched in the stuff when they had killed it. Luckily it was not deadly or even toxic- which was the problem. Someone had been keeping the creature as a pet, drawing out the fluid and selling it, and it had escaped three days ago to wreak havoc.
Very, very unfortunately, Derek had drawn the short straw for ensuring Stiles got cleaned up and came down from the high safely. Isaac, Boyd, and Erica were taking care of disposal of the body while Scott and Allison swung by Allison’s house to return weapons and report to her father. Deaton had been kind enough - or perhaps had enough self preservation - to give Derek the key to the clinic so he could get Stiles washed up away from his father’s questions.
“Come on,” Derek said gently, slipping from the edge of the tub to crouch at Stiles’ side. It was, he reflected, a very good thing that werewolves were not susceptible to the substance’s effects. “You gotta get cleaned up.” The effects wouldn’t wear off until every drop of the ichor was gone.
Stiles lifted his head, looking all the way down his lean form. “Oh, no, no that’s too far,” he told Derek, head falling back with an audible clunk he was probably going to feel in a few hours. “Wow, this is the best floor ever. Do you think I could take it home with me?”
“No,” Derek said with a sigh. Looked like this was going to have to be the hard way. He shifted, kneeling beside Stiles, and grabbed at his wrists to haul him up.
Despite that they slipped and slid a bit, Derek managed to get a very naked Stiles upright and across the three feet to the tub. For a second Stiles stood very still, holding tightly onto the edge of it like he was going to resist going in. Then he tipped forward and faceplanted directly into the basin so quickly Derek had to scramble to keep him from drowning.
“Hoooooo!!!!” Stiles shouted the second his mouth was above the surface, water sluicing away the ichor clinging to his skin. “It’s hot, Derek! This is really hot, why is it so hot? Oh my god, I’m melting!” He started grabbing at the black liquid coming off his skin.
Closing his eyes, Derek counted to three. Then five. Then ten, for good measure, and when he opened them again, Stiles had fallen very, very still and was staring wide eyed into the middle distance. It was not exactly an improvement, but at least he’d stopped thrashing, slopping water and ichor all over the floor and flinging it onto the walls and- and was that- on the ceiling?
“Stiles, how did you- you know what, nevermind,” Derek grumbled, reaching for the spray nozzle.
This setup was supposed to be for cleaning dogs, but it would work just as well for ornery, tripping humans. He began to run the spray over Stiles’ hair, watching the black give way to brown. When the tub had filled completely, Derek pulled the plug and let it drain. Diluted like this with water, it wouldn’t hurt the general populace; at worst, they’d all have a really good day soon.
Stiles’ eyes slid closed, and he relaxed into the gentle touches Derek used to turn him this way and that, to get at the last of the ichor still clinging to strange places like inside of his ears and between his fingers and- well, at least Stiles was unlikely to remember any of this very well tomorrow.
By the time he had gotten the last of it, Stiles had turned to putty in his hands, making a soft, pleasant humming noise that might have been purring on a cat. Derek swallowed hard, trying to keep it together. He still needed to get Stiles someplace to wait out the high, and get this place cleaned up so no one else would be affected.
Difficult to think of anything beyond the way Stiles pressed himself into Derek’s touches. “Feels good,” Stiles murmured, unwilling or unable to keep his eyes open. “You should touch me more.”
“Tomorrow,” Derek mumbled back, prodding Stiles to his feet. The floor was still covered in ichor, so Derek just leaned over and scooped a completely unresisting Stiles into his arms. Immediately, Stiles looped his own arms around Derek’s neck and burrowed his nose against Derek’s shoulder. “If you still want me to touch you tomorrow, I will.”
“Okay,” Stiles agreed muzzily.
He wouldn’t remember. No one else had. Still…
He allowed himself a small smile, and a measure of hope. Stiles had never been one for following the rules, after all.
(note: everyones skin type/genes are different! this may not work 100% for everyone but this is what i do to maintain healthy skin!)
- stay hydrated. this is probably the most important one! not only does staying hydrated make you feel better and improve your health drastically, over time, your skin will feel more plump and smooth due to the boost in elasticity from the internal hydration.
- exfoliate! 2 -3 times a week!! this is also super important ! exfoliating takes away Dead and dry skin cells, leaving the fresh and new layer of skin beneath ! your skin will be glowy and clear, while unclogging your pores and reducing chances of acne as well
- moisturize ! a huge step that shouldn’t be missed. moisturizing will replenish your skin with needed nutrients and hydration. remember to use a moisturizer based on your skin type !
- use a gentle face wash. use one that isn’t filled w harsh chemicals that can dry out your fragile skin or cause irritation. remember that your facial skin is thin and needs to be handled gently !
- change out your pillowcase once a week! pillowcases can trap all kinds of nasties like dirt and oil. this causes acne and clogged pores! this will also reduce the excess oil on your scalp !
- use face masks. these can remedy a slurry of issues such as redness and puffiness. use one up to three times a week !!
- do a simple fav massage in the am! It helps circulation and reduces puffiness. with your fingertips, in circular motions, gently massage from your forehead all the way down your neck, focusing on your jaw and neck. 5 minutes is recommended but a quick sweep is ok too!
- find a routine that works best for you! going to a dermatologist is recommended, but for those on a budget, you can do tons of online research! your routine can be as simple or as complex as you’d like. and beforall, remember to tea new skincare items on a patch on your arm or neck!
This prompt was sitting in my massive page of notes, and I don’t know what message it came from, but it was next in line to be written, so!
Neil would be worried that Andrew was cheating (even though he never would) and Andrew would have to reassure him.
There is a winter inside of Neil that he hadn’t had time to prepare for, like he’s living in a summer home that doesn’t know what to do with cold weather other than bow its head and take the damage.
He’s never been jealous before. He’s never been so willing to kill someone who hasn’t killed anybody first.
He looks up from the breathe in breathe out of day to day life and Andrew is there like the respirator he’s hooked into. If someone looks at Andrew, Neil feels it like a hitch in the machinery of his breathing — what if Andrew looks back? What if he gets enough distance from the bad things in his life that he realizes Neil is just another bad thing in disguise? What if he understands, as Neil does, that he deserves someone who isn’t violent and shaky and dishonest by nature?
He takes Marshall down to the floor of the court, hard. His head spills back in such a way that Neil can tell he’s been concussed, brain pitched back against skull. He scrabbles with Neil’s wrists but Neil pins his hands down on his own throat, pushing in just so. Marshall’s hands flex away from his windpipe. He thinks his own face might be screwed up into a snarl but he’s too numb to tell.
“Did you fuck him?”
“What… the fuck, Josten, no, do you think he would let me—“
A lift and a slam back into the floor, and Marshall gurgles. “I didn’t ask if he let you. I asked if you fucked him.”
“No, no, I didn’t, Neil, come on.” His voice is garbled, Neil’s hands on his hands on his throat are a sweaty stack. “I know you’re together,” he says quietly, “and I wasn’t… I mean I flirt—I hit on everyone.”
“Not him,” Neil says icily. His fingers curl, Marshall makes a small, wet sound. He thinks about the way that Andrew let Marshall sit next to him on the bench. Neil had been playing, and he’d seen Andrew’s mouth move, talking to another teammate for the first time since they’d signed together. Marshall had thrown his head back and laughed.
Neil had taken a ball to the abdomen and reeled into another striker, been shoved back, started a slurry of violence that ended in a yellow card. When Andrew finally looked at him, it had been with disappointment.
Neil blinks and feels the padding of Marshall’s gear under his thighs, the wheezing rise of his chest. He lets go of his neck and he coughs and gasps.
“You can’t—“ he tries. “He wouldn’t want—“ He hates the ugly way he’s trying to convince himself out loud, the tremor in his voice. “He didn’t come home until morning. He smelled like your shitty menthols.”
Characters: Kim Yugyeom (GOT7) X You (OC/Reader) X GOT7
Warning/s: Dom!Yugyeom, Lots of hair pulling (just
because hahaha), thigh and butt smacking (hmmm), choking (mild), Bondage
(light), Thigh Riding (because I love Yugyeom’s slender thighs they scream
sex), Actual riding hahaha sorry about that, Dry humping???, what
else?? Idk anymore jfc just read it
Length: 5,768 words
A/N: OK!!! So this is the 7th and last installment
of my GOT7 Smut Series, 7 Days of Heaven!
It took me centuries to finally complete this hahaha and it’s been more
than 5 months since I posted the teasers (can you believe it omg). I wanted to thank each and every one of you
who had consistently shown love and support for this series! I didn’t really expect to receive this much
love and appreciation so I really, really am thankful!!!
By the way
here is the final installment, I hope it is good? And things got a bit out of hand, as always,
so I hope this makes up for the weeks rather months of waiting!
make sure to read until the end :)))))))))))))))) That’s it, enjoooooooooy!
At this point, Mark and Jaebum are already downing the rest of the
soju and beers that you guys had left behind while waiting for Jinyoung to come
back. They cannot make you stop talking
about their younger members and your sexual desires towards them, making them
more awkward by the second, hoping that you just finish rambling and mumbling
so that they can put you to bed and they can all either go home or sleep on
your guest room or living room.
“_____, let’s tak-“
“WAAAAIIIIT, M’ not yet done, k?”
Your voice is turning slurry and Mark just slumped on the couch and Jaebum
just let out a sigh.
“Just let her finish, then we can tuck her to bed once she’s
done.” Jaebum pats Mark’s thigh and the
“So, we’re down to the maknae of GOT7, ______, Yugyeom, what can
you say about him?” Mark asks before
downing the rest of his beer.
“OH OH OH, that maknae, Yugyeom, damn! He is so sexy when he dances. Have you seen Hit the Stage? Hot damn! It is the first time that I envied a fucking
floor. Can he hump on me like that
too? Huh??? What do you think? That will be great, right? Damn…”
You giggled loudly and Jinyoung already came back.
“OK OK, so I guess we are all done, oppa’s gonna tuck you to bed,
okay? ______?” You nodded and you barely had your eyes open
when Jinyoung asks you to jump on his back, carrying you upstairs towards your
room. Jaebum and Mark just sighed before
cleaning the mess in the living room as they waited for Jinyoung to come back
so that they can all go home and call this a night.
It happens. It’s 4 PM and you’re PMSing hard. You’ve done dynamite all day, have an itch you want to scratch, but don’t want to drop a bomb down a well. It’s OK. This pudding is dairy free, high in iron, high in calcium, and can be sugar-free if you prefer that. It feels and tastes every bit like pudding while being a bit lighter than your store-bought counterpart.
3 TBSP cornstarch (curious to try arrowroot powder)
2 TBSP water
1 ½ cups almond milk
3 TBSP dark cocoa powder
¼ cup sweetener (I used stevia)
1 tsp vanilla extract
½ tsp espresso powder
Directions: Dissolve cornstarch in water. In a large saucepan, combine all the ingredients including the cornstarch slurry and stir frequently until it begins to bubble. Reduce the heat to low and continue stirring until it begins to thicken. Let it cool for a few minutes before transferring to the fridge and letting it cool and thicken more. Split with a friend or keep it all to yourself.
Steph. There's a post going around arguing that our John doesn't love Sherlock but despises him (it's not an anti johnlock post tho) and it made me ridiculously sad. Can you give some examples of John loving Sherlock? :( It really bothered me
FIRST OF ALL: JOHN’S BLOG. If I didn’t know that it was official, I would have thought it was a fan-site. It’s terribly romantic and John essentially fawns over Sherlock in almost every entry. Read especially the entries done during the hiatus. They’re… just… JOHN, PLEASE.
Martin’s acting. Just, every time John is around Sherlock, his face does 300 different emotions, but the most blatant is lust / adoration / incredulity.
Anytime the show is in John’s POV, it’s just… Sherlock is this ethereal being that John “can look but not touch”.
THE FUCKING PILOT. Just… The whole Pilot. John is literally one step away from jumping Sherlock in a back alley.And the really gay rooftop music.Just. Listen to that and be amazed at how gay that is. That’s ALL from John’s POV. AND John had this look on his face:
John had a limp until Sherlock came into his life and gave it new meaning.
He hits on Sherlock the first night. Granted this isn’t a sign of love, but dear god John had no idea that one little thing and rejection would start his endless pining.
Laughing against the wall together, and in awe at Sherlock curing his limp.
The eye sex. Good god, the eye sex.
He stands up to Mycroft DEFENDING Sherlock and he has no idea who Mycroft is or what he’s capable of.
Even though he didn’t know Sherlock that long, he ran after Sherlock when the phone pinged.
He killed a man for Sherlock after knowing him for only about 24 hours, and had no guilt about it.
His PIN is “SHER”. Like at this point he’s only known Sherlock for a couple months and he already changed his PIN to “SHER”???? COME ON, JOHN, PLEASE.
He goes after Sherlock rather than protect Soo Lin, because he is worried Sherlock will hurt himself.
Spends his whole date with Sarah thinking about and talking to Sherlock. He constantly checks over his shoulder to see Sherlock’s reactions to literally everything.
And this was all after he just constantly lingers his gaze over Sherlock for the first half of the episode.
He has incredible guilt about the blog post that causes the Yard to make fun of Sherlock.
“I thought you would have been flattered”. Literally John is hurt that Sherlock seemingly doesn’t like his blog. They had a fucking DOMESTIC because of a BLOG POST and John’s hurt feelings. Hashtag MARRIED.
John races back to Baker Street from Sarah’s AFTER SHE’S SUGGESTIVE WITH HIM just to make sure Sherlock is okay.
John’s jealousy towards Jim flirting with Sherlock.
*sighs* EYE SEX.
John was willing to kill The Golem for Sherlock.
John, strapped to a bomb vest, took an opening and grappled and held on tight to Moriarty, told Sherlock to run. Essentially, he was willing to sacrifice his body to a slurry of gunfire and an explosion if only Sherlock would be safe from Moriarty.
“People would talk.” Why does that concern you so much, John.
Then, John was willing to die with Sherlock, without hesitation. They shared one single look and it was done.
John’s jealousy throughout the entire episode; he wouldn’t be jealous if there wasn’t some latent pining.
MORE eye sex and toffee eyes, or John looking like a kicked puppy for half the episode because he is sad that Irene seems to have taken his place.
John essentially gives up dating in this episode.
John goes on a case for Sherlock because Sherlock was too lazy to go on his own.
Even though he was with Jeanette, John consistently pays more attention to Sherlock at Christmas, eventually driving Jeanette to call John out on his obsession with Sherlock, naming Sherlock as her “competition”.
John thinks Sherlock would be hurt to discover that Irene is for-real dead this time, so he chooses to lie, because John doesn’t want Sherlock to go into a sad fit again. John chose the “kinder” option, and then gives Sherlock what he wants when he asks for the phone even though it is not allowed.
John goes on a holiday with Sherlock. Just… they go on a holiday. There’s no argument about it, just… they go.
John doesn’t deny that he and Sherlock are together when the Innkeeper assumes they are together, rather he deflects, because it’s too close to the truth.
John pulls rank to show off to Sherlock for a change.
The cheekbones and the coat collar, essentially revealing that he stares at Sherlock all the time.
John forgives Sherlock for his brashness, experimentation, and ignorance of John.
Another “people will talk” comment when they hold hands, and THEN John still holds onto Sherlock’s sleeve while Sherlock is babbling on.
John’s anger at both Kitty and Jim, defending Sherlock’s honour.
The rooftop exchange between the two and John’s unwavering faith in Sherlock (“I know you for real”).
John’s complete breakdown at seeing Sherlock dead.
Just the entire second half of MHR. John mourns like a grieving widower, needing a heavy drink and to be alone to watch the video of Sherlock again, holding back his tears as he watches Sherlock on screen.
John physically goes to Baker St. to “move on”. John couldn’t, in 2 years, bring himself to stay at Baker Street because it reminded him too much of Sherlock. Mrs Hudson calls him out on how he was “after” and John doesn’t say anything. Then he is angry about the comment that they were a couple because THEY WEREN’T. He blames himself for Sherlock’s death.
To “move on”, John jumps into a relationship to get over Sherlock believing that his miracle would never come, only to have Sherlock come back at the worst moment and Mary manipulate John into a proposal.
Donde Estas, Yolanda? This song pretty much is John’s heart speaking.Actually, most of the music selection is really very “John” and his inner turmoil of trying to understand if he should try to make a move on Sherlock. Music in Sherlock is always important; it’s always projecting the feelings of either John or Sherlock on a subtextual level.
More eye sex.
John returning to Baker Street on his own, before the bonfire, dressed in his old outfit… It’s the only time in the whole episode he dresses like “pre-S3” John"… And his oscillation on the pavement and all that.
And John’s RETURNS to 221b a second time. Because he can’t stay away.
The obviously staged tumble forward to grab at Sherlock’s knee, followed by, “I don’t mind” and an indifferent shrug.
“I’m there if you want it.”
John’s first reaction to Sherlock’s adorable confusion after the best man speech was to hug Sherlock; he loves him so much that he is very moved by Sherlock’s admission to the whole of the room to how much John means to Sherlock. John even cried beforehand, and you can just SEE his FUCKING FACE glow every time he looks at Sherlock.
John ALSO grabs and holds Sherlock’s neck not once but twice in this episode.
John cluing in at the end of the episode that Sherlock does indeed feel something more for John when they share a look, and not being able to deal with his mistake, so he no-homo’d out of there because it hurt too much.
Only a month into their marriage, John is having wet dreams about Sherlock, and is visibly disappointed when Sherlock is not the one at the door.
John contacts Mycroft when Sherlock is overdosed.
Only to kick him out shortly after because he is upsetting Sherlock.
He tries to make Sherlock laugh and succeeds.
John’s jealousy once again, this time over Janine.
John’s longing looks to Sherlock.
John’s subtle “I want to come, too” when Sherlock mentions the case.
When John is searched at the flat, he makes a joke about his dick IN FRONT OF SHERLOCK to another man.
John’s immediate reaction to Sherlock being shot.
John’s off-screen acceptance to let Sherlock show him the truth about his murderer.
Because this episode takes place entirely in Sherlock’s head, I don’t think we should really include it in this list, but I’m going to anyway, since Sherlock actually picked up on John’s love for him. He knows that John will accept him regardless of his faults if he confessed his love for him. I think this is why S4 doesn’t sit right with me, because it completely diverted from this HUGE revelation that Sherlock had made in TAB.
Mycroft’s plea to John signifies that Myc knows about how much John cares for Sherlock.
And these are a crapshoot, because the whole series did a 180˚ with the narrative and John’s character. I’m so angry because I don’t believe for one second John would choose Mary over Sherlock. Anyway, here goes:
Sherlock is made Rosie’s godfather. I know that’s not much since there are two other god parents, but John absolutely insists to Sherlock needs to be there.
Ghost!Mary is supposed to be a projection of John’s inner thoughts, feelings and inner turmoil. Ghost!Mary often refers to how important Sherlock is to John, and that Sherlock is “his”. As shittily annoying as she was, it was REALLY insightful into John’s own thought process about Sherlock.
The “romantic entanglement” speech. John is projecting here. He is essentially admitting to Sherlock that he lost his chance with Sherlock, and he regrets it.
I’m not even going to bother with this one, since I think this is a fake episode. I think the closest is, given that I think this is in John’s head, he uses Molly as a stand in for himself, and he projects himself into Molly and his own fears for confessing to Sherlock.
I hope all of these help you feel better, Nonny, and please, everyone, I most likely will have missed many-a-point, so please add to them – I study Sherlock’s character more than John’s, so I have a harder time seeing John’s cues!