#like if i described it to u. u would be like Ah. u must be exaggerating

[annieisyourfavourite]

oh i am so going to skip rehearsal tonight to lay down on a heat pad instead

#mine #i know my director is big mad for how many rehearsals I've missed #but like 2 be fair i have like 10 lines #and i am dealing with The Horrors in my personal life u could not imagine #like if i described it to u. u would be like Ah. u must be exaggerating #and the problem is!!!! I'm not!!!!! #u would get the cinderella comparisons i make all the time u really would

[kokomyass]

OKK i thought of one

I was thinking a gojo fic for a change and reader is a new teacher at the school so he kinda shows her everything but the whole time he's being super flirty and stuff. YKWIM😭😭

Also second person (you/your)🧍🏾‍♀️I physically cannot read it any other way.

THANK UU BBY LOVE U LOADS😋

GURLLLLLL I LOVEEE THAT REQUEST AND SORRY IT TOOK AGES IVE BEEN SO BUSY....

LOVE YOU MORE BB 🥰🥰🥰

i hope you enjoy!!! (icl I'm half asleep)

Gojo Satoru ☆ The Ropes

Gojo x Fem!Reader Genre: ☁️ Word Count: 1014 Trigger Warnings ⚠️

synopsis: in which, our favourite flirtatious gojo satoru shows the newbie (you) around!!

Second Person POV

The morning sun spilled through the windows of what would be your new classroom, casting a warm glow on the empty desks arranged neatly in rows. Today marked the beginning of your journey as a teacher at Tokyo Jujutsu High, and you couldn't wait to dive into the world of sorcery and education.

You has been born into a family of sorcerers and it had been your lifelong dream to teach and help influence younger students to pursue a life of sorcery. When you saw job positions released for Tokyo Jujutsu High, you couldn't help but immediately apply...especially when the famous Satoru Gojo was known to be a teacher there.

You saw Gojo as a role model, someone you wanted to impress....to live up to....

Just as you were organizing your lesson plans and looking at student profiles, the door swung open with a flourish, visibly shocking you as you let out a yelp, and in strolled Satoru Gojo, the infamous and irresistibly charismatic jujutsu sorcerer.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" Gojo's voice rang out, his signature smirk evident even though his eyes were hidden behind his ever-present blindfold.

You couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness at his sudden appearance. "Oh! Uhhh...Good morning, Gojo-sensei," you greeted, trying to maintain your composure, being slightly astounded as to how handsome and undeniably attractive he was.

"Ah, you must be the new teacher, Y/N!! You certainly are a sight for sore eyes....I've been waiting to meet you," Gojo exclaimed, his enthusiasm infectious as he sauntered over to you. "I'm here to show you the ropes, teach you the tricks, and maybe sprinkle in a little bit of charm along the way."

Your face flushed red as he placed a hand on your shoulder, putting you in close proximity considering you just met along with the extremely obvious flirting.

And so, your day began with THE Satoru Gojo as your guide, leading you through the labyrinth halls of the school and introducing you to the eccentric staff members.

It was rather shocking to you that not a single teacher had one good word to put in for Gojo no matter how much he begged.

Nanami encounter

"Gojo is indeed powerful....but I have no respect for him." Nanami stated folding his arms ignoring Gojo's presence.

"Oh...um-" you weren't sure what to say at all and whilst you were thinking about what to say, you have been dragged away by Gojo.

As you navigated the bustling corridors, Gojo regaled you with stories of his own misadventures during his time as a student, each tale more outrageous than the last. You couldn't help but laugh at his antics, feeling yourself relax in his presence despite the weight of your new responsibilities.

"Well Y/N, I've said enough about myself and my duties...what made a beautiful lady like you want to become a jujutsu sorcerer?" Gojo turned to look down at you as your eyes widened at his unexpected question.

You blushed at his compliment as you answered looking at him, "Well, I've always believed that being a sorcerer is so fun, and that we need to protect all of those who can't protect themselves...and being able to do that gived me a feeling that I can't describe."

You looked up to the sunset thinking about what you said as Gojo stayed silent looking into the distance. It was the first time foe the whole of the day that you had seen him so...quiet...

After a few more seconds of silence you heard his voice.

"I like that Y/N." he turned to you smiling as you turned back smiling at him too.

"Teaching at Tokyo Jujutsu High isn't just about imparting knowledge," Gojo explained as he demonstrated a particularly intricate spell. "It's about embracing the chaos, rolling with the punches, and maybe even pulling off a few flashy moves to keep the students on their toes."

You chuckled as the Gojo you had grown accustomed to had come back.

Throughout the day, Gojo's flirtatious remarks and playful teasing kept you on your toes, each interaction leaving you both flustered and entertained. But beneath his charming facade, you could sense a genuine desire to see you succeed in your new role, which made you feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

As the sun began to set and the day drew to a close, Gojo walked you to the school gates, his presence as electrifying as ever.

"Well, Y/N, it looks like our adventure together has come to an end," Gojo said with a dramatic flourish, his hand brushing against yours as he leaned in close. "But remember, if you ever need guidance, advice, or just someone to banter with, I'll be here, ready to lend a helping hand. Here is my number if you need anything."

With a wink and a smile, he disappeared into the shadows, leaving you with a renewed sense of confidence and a newfound appreciation for the magic of teaching at Tokyo Jujutsu High. And as you watched him go, you couldn't help but feel grateful for the unexpected mentorship of Satoru Gojo, the enigmatic jujutsu sorcerer with a heart of gold.

You look at the pice of paper he gave with his 'number' on it only to see not only his number but a little message saying.

'....and to go on a little date too... ;)'

lil extra!!

It had been a month or so since you started working at the school and it had also been a month since you were dating Gojo....and life never did have a dull moment....

"What do you see in that man. I thought I warned you."

You and Nanami were in the staffroom alone as you waited for Gojo to take you out on a date.

"Nanami....he isn't that bad you see he always buys me-"

Just as you were about to finish your sentence, Gojo burst in shouting.

"SWEETS!!" you smiled as he finished you sentence without knowing handing you your favourite sweets happily.

"See Nanami, that's why I love him "

dayum um tired as hell, will edit letter....I hope you enjoyed especially my favour gorgeous gal 💜💜😍💜💜😍💜💜

#anime #anime fluff #anime x reader #fyp #jjk #jjk x reader #jjk fluff #jjk gojo #gojo satoru #jujutsu kaisen #gojo fluff #gojo x reader #jujutsu gojo #satoru gojo #jjk satoru #gojou satoru x reader #satorugojo #jujutsu sorcerer #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen x you #jujustu kaisen

[milkinthemicrowave]

Hey, Doctor Doctor meaning

I made a song called Hey, Doctor Doctor, and it's blown up recently. Thing is, hundreds of people have left me comments confused about what the song means, so I decided to finally put the basic meaning in a text post. Here's a really good animation of the song!! So u can listen :)

Lyrics:

Hey, Doctor Doctor! Could you tell me what's wrong? I know you're very busy so I won't make this too long I got a question 'bout the rain The fog that just won't go away And something quite absurd That I just learned the other day

I asked my friend a simple question 'bout the rain But then they all went quiet and looked at me in a funny way They asked me what I meant So I described the time I spent Avoiding all the puddles Though I still got wet

They said that morning had been a sunny day I asked the folks around us and they all said the same I sat confused, in my wet socks and shoes I shrugged and said "That's right! The sky wasn't gray, it was blue!"

But doctor doctor It's been so very long Since I've last seen the sun It seems they must just all be wrong Unless it's me who's been confused Then why've my blue skies been refused? And hidden from me by my rainy days?

So... what does it mean????????????????????????

Hey, Doctor Doctor is a simple metaphor about depression. People have also interpreted it as being about the neurodivergent experience and a bunch of other things, and those fit too. But I intended it to be about depression. It's about finding out the things you're struggling with aren't just something everyone deals with. The protagonist (I'll call 'em Pot) has to actively dodge puddles to get anywhere and lives in soggy clothes. When Pot goes "man, that rain's insane right?" to their friend, the friend has no clue what they're talking about. To everyone else, it's sunny outside. They don't have to think twice about where they step. At this point, Pot looks insane to everyone else, like they're hallucinating rain. So, even though their clothes are still dripping wet, they go "yeah haha my bad. you're right, it's sunny outside". In the end, Pot goes to see Doctor Doctor about it. You know in cartoons or that one Ronald McDonald ad where the sad person has the little rain cloud over them? That's the idea. It was raining outside one day and I thought "lmao what if only I could see this, that would be insane". Then I wrote a song about it. I totally see the neurodivergent spin on it, because the part where everyone looks at Pot weird definitely accidentally came from my experiences with diagnosed autism. Sometimes my relatable comedy landed: me: "you ever wake up and your brain feels like sludge?" friend: "yeah bro, all the time"

But sometimes my relatable comedy didn't land: me: "you ever walk across the street without looking when you're having a bad day, like gambling?" friend: "...no???" me: "you don't???" friend: "no?? are you okay??" me: friend: me: "I mean I haven't done that in a long time-" (literally did it last week) Ah, the joys of being neurodivergent. Never knowing what's appropriate to say. "Horrified looks from everyone in the room". If this explanation seems too detailed, I really thought this song was a simple metaphor, so I'm REALLY trying to be clear. Most people get it, but there's still hundreds that have been taking it literally. If you read this far, I'm shocked. Nobody ever uses comments on tumblr, but I'd love it if you commented "umbrella" and let me know you read down here. Thank u immensely for reading this far. So, even though I have literally never talked about it on Tumblr before, and don't expect anyone to see this, that's what my song "Hey, Doctor Doctor" means.

#sorry for the long post #like 20 different people have tagged me in comments asking “wait why can they see the rain but their friend cant??” #and I'm like... the rain is a metaphor #there are multiple explanations for the song online and I'm like... ur SO close but not there #hey doctor doctor #milk in the microwave #neurodivergent #original song #Youtube

[lalalunar]

ITALIAN SOUNDS + PRONOUNCIATION

i. Intro

ii. The alphabet + the sound each letter makes

iii. Combinations of letters + the sounds they make

i. Intro…

The Italian language is one of the more phonetic languages, meaning each letter (or combination of letters) only make one specific sound each.

You must also pronounce every sound possible in a word with the exception of the letter H, which is silent. For example, in the word video, you would pronounce it vee-day-oh. Even in longer words such as cinquantasette which would be pronounced Cheen-quahnta-sehteh

Of course, as mentioned with the letter H, there are some exceptions to this. For example, with the combinations of letters.

ii. The alphabet + the sound each letter makes

— the Italian alphabet is missing a few of the English alphabet letters. Namely J, K, W, X, and Y.

A - Ah

B - English B

C - English letter K

D - English D

E - eh/ay

F - English F

G - English hard G (like the word green)

H - silent

I - ee

L - English L

M - English M

N - English N

O - oh

P - English P

Q - English Q

R - rolled R

S - almost always S, almost never sounds Z

T - English T

U - OO

V - English V

Z - English Z

iii. Combinations of letters + the sounds they make

— Just like in English, Italian has some combinations of letters that change the sounds of the letters themselves. Some are harder to pronounce for foreigners.

Ci/Ce - when C is followed by an I or an E, the C sound then becomes the English CH sound. The exception to this is if there is an H between the two letters (Chi/Che). The C sound then stays the same as normal.

Gi/Ge - when G is followed by an I or an E, the hard G sound then becomes the English J sound. The exception to this is if there is an H between the two letters (Ghi/Ghe). The G sound then stays the same as normal.

Gli - the best way I can think to describe this is how the LL is pronounced in the English word million. Almost like a rounded L sound. This sound is especially hard for foreigners.

Gn - like the N in the word onion.

— some examples with these would be Cinque (five), Giorno (day), Luglio (July), Bagno (bathroom)

#Italian #langblr #italian langblr #learning Italian #italian language #studying italian #studying #learning languages #studying languages

[dearweirdme]

how do u guys not see that taehyung is using jk and tkk for attention? he has consistently claimed things that then don’t align w what jk has said/reality. if they were actually together i dont think he would want to be drawing attention to their relationship the way he does. like when he said he recorded his album at jk’s house and jk helped direct it, that was SUCH an exaggeration and he knew it. and ofc jk had to clear up the situation stating that taehyung just randomly called him up one day asking if he could record some guides at his apartment studio and jk only gave him some advice here and there abt how he should sing some lines. taehyung always find some way to mention jungkook and single out their relationship when jk doesn’t do the same. and the whole “to find you” thing…there’s no way that that’s the legitimate and whole truth. taehyung worded in a way that would catch ppls attention when in reality im sure jk would just sing that song a lot in general cuz it was stuck in his head or something, not directly to/for taehyung. bc if they were actually together and jk sang that song FOR him, taehyung would not be out here divulging all that information. he would want to keep that secret bc that is something that would directly give them away. and w the story he posted of him and jk on instagram before enlisting. that was completely on purpose for attention bc why would u not post something for jimin as well who was also enlisting the same day when u know ppl will notice that. he knew we would notice he only posted for jk and that would get attention for being just him and jk. just at least admit that taehyung mentions a lot of stuff abt jungkook on purpose bc he knows ppl like to hear it and it gets him attention while also satisfying the fans/shippers

Hi anon!

Ah, so you see… but it’s just a bit too close for comfort for you and therefore, even though Tae has been described as ‘honest’, ‘innocent’, ‘most down to earth’, etc by members.. you think he has to be lying and faking and scheming about his bond with Jk. All the while Jk (and all members) continue to speak well about Tae, showing their love and support for Tae, keep hanging out with Tae and just continue as though him ‘using’ Jk is okay? You’d rather believe all that than think that maybe Tae and Jk actually do have a special connection? Geezzz, must suck to be you.

Jk is humble, what felt like Jk directing to Tae might’ve felt as too much credit to Jk. Tae is likely to boast about Jk’s capabilities, while Jk is likely to play things like that down. Tae wanted to make him shine, Jk wanted to return some of that shine to where he felt it belonged.

Why would there be any other explanation for Jk singing ‘To find you’? Why is it inconceivable to you (we all know why…. you are either homophobic or a Tae anti.. or both)? Nothing about Tae’s demeanor in that live shows any form of faking. He was melancholic. He wanted/needed to share a piece of himself. You forget that as a part of Tkk it is his right to share pieces more than it is our right to judge. He is the one who actually knows Jk on a level that very little people do (even when you think they aren’t together). So his judgement on whether it’s alright to share something about him and Jk will always trump ours.

I can only imagine the conflicting feelings that come with having to hide a relationship. I imagine the struggle between wanting to share the thing you are proud of and that is most important to you while also wanting/needing to keep it safe and hidden is a hard one. To me that fully explains why at times we see something more real, and why at times it seems as though they keep things from us.

He absolutely posted Jk on purpose! I think you should think on that some more anon!

#a clear case of so close and yet so far #don’t come back anon #we all know you’re not really gonna listen #straws #or anti? #taekook

[cotagillumis]

“Love…..?”

Illumi Zoldyck x reader

Pairings: Illumi x reader (slight Hisoka x reader not really romantic tho)

Warnings: Hisoka 💀

“Well hello there.”

He spoke without sparing you a glance.

A creepy smile on his face as he was stacking up cards.

Your eyes widen a bit as he probably sensed your aura but you quickly recover closing your eyes, smiling, as you walk out to face him

“Oh~ I see”

He looks at you, the creepy smile still on his face.

“I see you're still here. What can I do for you?”

You shrug smirking

“Nothing much…. Just wanted to see you for myself”

He looks at you, seemingly annoyed

“And why did you want to see me? There's nothing special about me”

You giggle, amused

“Oh well…. I wanted to see my husband’s friend”

His eyes widen a bit

“Y-Your... Husband's.. Friend..?!”

You nod a smirk on your face

“H-How did you know that!?”

He says as slightly surprised

“I would assume that you've heard something like that. I never thought I would ever find my... friend's wife to be so...”

He stops, and thinks to himself

"How do I say... pretty? Gorgeous? Beautiful? I've never had to give one of the wives a compliment before"

He blushes a bit, and speaks

“Your... husband is lucky to have you.”

A sly smile on his face giving you the creeps. But you ignore it, acting as if you’re unfazed.

“Oh ~? Well Illumi warned me of how flirty you are.”

You let out an elegant chuckle

“Oh? So did he warn you of how good I am at fighting as well?”

He says jokingly as he now stands up

You eye him up and down giggling

“You’re telling me you had no idea we’re married ?”

You ask seemingly confused of how such a great “friend” of your husband wouldn’t know

“Well, I did hear that Illumi got married. However... I didn't think... I mean... I never thought I would meet her...”

He speaks still surprised at how beautiful you are, exiting him quite a bit

“Oh ? Well now you met her and I must say…. I’m not surprised… I’ve heard enough about you and wanted to see for myself”

You say as you giggle and cover your mouth with the back of your hand

“Hmmm..”

His eyes dart across your body, and his blush gets stronger

“I'm a bit... honored... to hear that.”

He says as he looks at you

“And so, what exactly have you heard?”

You smile

“Ah… only….. good things…”

You say slightly nervous

He smiles

“Oh?”

He looks at you, genuinely intrigued now

“Is that so? Would you like to give one example?”

He speaks with such creepy voice that it sends shovers down your spine.

You get slightly more nervous the more he asks

“U- w-well …. Very….”

You look him up and down

“… strong… yes strong !”

You speak trying not to make his suspect anything

He smiles

“Hmm... That's a first, usually people say something about fighting or killing when they describe me.”

He says with an amused expression on his face

“Very strong, huh? I like it.”

He says and he steps closer to you, a smirk on his face.

“You must be quite strong yourself...”

He says quietly approaching you with a smirk on his face

“... to attract a man, like Illumi, huh?”

You clearly don’t like that so you speak

“Illumi loves me for who I am and not for strength..”

You say stepping back a bit

“I see...”

He thinks to himself

“... So you're saying... that it was not your strength, but... your charming beauty, that made him fall in love with you...?”

He speaks with that sly smile on his face

You realised what you said and try to not show any weakness

But you get even more nervous

“Oh please, I’m not that pretty”

You say humbling yourself as you give a nervous giggle

He tilts his head slightly, confused and says

“Really? I beg to differ...”

He speaks as he looks at you

“You are stunning...”

He moves a bit closer to you again, a smirk starts forming on his face

“You're beautiful...”

He moves even closer to you this time, his voice is low and almost in a whisper as he says

“You're the definition of beauty...”

You giggle nervously again trying to back up but you hit a wall

“Oh my… t- thank you.”

You say looking anywhere but at him as you stutter

“Oh?”

He leans closer to you

“You're welcome...”

He whispers into your ear

“I would even go as far as to say you're perfect...”

A smirk appears on his face

You feel your blood run cold

“Eh well… I really am not ! “

You let out a loud nervous laugh as you try to slightly push him away

He notices, and puts his hands behind his back, while also chuckling a bit

“Oh don't be like that...”

He says with the same little smirk you saw earlier

“I'm the expert on beauty here and...”

He steps even closer to you

“... from my expert opinion, you are the most beautiful woman in the world...”

He stops for a second, thinking of what he just said, before continuing

“... At least I think so...”

You try to giggle again but you get way too nervous to say anything

“Oh~ you need to humble me !”

You smile nervously feeling the cold sweat on your forehead

He lets his hand off of his back and gets even closer to you, before speaking

“Why would I need to humble you?”

He says with a smirk on his face as he looks you dead in the eyes

“You're perfect the way you are...”

He says looking at you with devilish eyes

By then you’ve had enough trying to push him off

“I- i need to go… Illumi and I are having plans..”

You speak nervously.

“Oh ~ plans eh ?”

He said with a shit eating grin

You nod unpleased with the aura he gives off.

He then suddenly decided to pin you against the wall

“Now~ you can’t just leave me unhappy, I’m sure Illumi won’t mind sharing such a beauty~”

Your breath hitches in your throat.

You tried to speak but nothing came out.

“Oh~ you definitely are more stunning up close.”

He spoke as he licked his lips.

You tried your best to just not look at him, and shut your eyes tightly.

“My, my. I’ll have so much fun with-“

The window shattered.

Just as you opened your eyes, you saw him. He pushed Hisoka with one hand.

Raising his hands in the air, Hisoka let out a giggle backing up from you.

“I see you found your way ~”

Illumi stood there back facing you.

“Hands off…. I will forgive it this time”

He said with his usually monotone voice and emotionless big black eyes. Then he suddenly turned to face you.

“We have to go”

He said. And with one swift motion, you were in his arms, him ready to jump out of the window again.

Finally after a few minutes of wind hitting your face and nothing but awkward staring, you arrived in front if the car. The car you assumed belonged to your husband.

Getting in the passenger seat, you decided to just not look his way.

He sat in the drivers seat, not sparing you a glance when he suddenly spoke.

“I told you to not go, didn’t I ?”

You looked down to your lap.

“I just wanted to know who he is…. Is all…. I wanted to see who your friend is. My husband’s friend”

You speak in a very quiet voice.

You hear him sigh as he kept driving.

You eventually decided to just quickly look at him for a second, that second turned to five minutes as he looked straight ahead on the road.

“Are you going to keep staring or are you getting out ?”

You suddenly snapped out of it. Looking around you saw that you already arrived.

“Oh…. I didn’t realise”

You say not caring of what he thinks. He just looks at you as he gets out and walks around the car to open your door without a word.

After getting out of the car, you ket out a sigh

Illumi looked at you then spoke in his usually monotone voice.

“You don’t need to pay him any mid, he’s always like that.”

He paused then spoke again

“And besides… you are beautiful…. No need to humble yourself so much”

Your eyes widen a bit as you looked at him.

You could have sworn you saw a tiny blush on his pale cheeks.

Smiling you walked ahead.

“Thank you, love !”

Saying this, you giggled.

Leaving him standing there alone…

With the tiniest blush on his face.

“Love…..?”

He asked himself with a very quiet voice, almost a whisper.

#hunter x hunter #illumi zoldyck x reader #illumi zoldyck #x reader

[thefisherqueen]

I'm reading Letters from Watson's The three Garridebs as a bedtime story tonight. First things first - what even is this title?? *some research later* Oh, Garridebs is a last name, apparently. Wouldn't have guessed that. Yet another story title I will never be able to remember

It may have been a comedy, or it may have been a tragedy. It cost one man his reason, it cost me a blood-letting, and it cost yet another man the penalties of the law. I'm intrigued. They surely didn't still do blood-letting in the early 20th century? Or does this mean that Watson gets wounded in this case

I remember the date very well, for it was in the same month that Holmes refused a knighthood for services which may perhaps some day be described. I'm having a bit of trouble telling apart when Holmes wants attention and when he does not. He seems to thrive upon Watson's attention, and to immensely enjoy the attention he receives by acting Dramatic(TM), yet public praise or fame is to be avoided?

I only refer to the matter in passing, for in my position of partner and confidant I am obliged to be particularly careful to avoid any indiscretion. Partner, confidant, collegue, companion, intimate friend. In other words, 'you are so important to me'

Holmes had spent several days in bed, as was his habit from time to time It's been years since I spent an entire day in bed. I wonder if that means that I'm doing better, or if I'm just not allowing myself enough time to rest and recover from Life

"Have you ever heard the name of Garrideb?" I admitted that I had not. Same, Watson, same

"Why do you say that, Mr. Holmes?" I seemed to read sudden suspicion in those expressive eyes. "Your whole outfit is English." Mr. Garrideb forced a laugh. "I've read of your tricks, Mr. Holmes, but I never thought I would be the subject of them." Oh my. This man does not like to be deduced. I have a feeling he's going to be difficult

"Why did he ever drag you into it at all?" asked our visitor, with a sudden outflame of anger. "What in thunder had you to do with it? Here was a bit of professional business between two gentlemen, and one of them must needs call in a detective! Ah, here we have our trouble. I hope Holmes politely yet ruthlessly will tell him to shut it and keep his calm

"And now, sir, since you are here, we had best have a clear account from your own lips. My friend here knows nothing of the details." Mr. Garrideb surveyed me with not too friendly a gaze. "Need he know?" he asked. Not even an actual king could pry these two apart, sir, you better not even try. They come Together

He made his money in real estate, and afterwards in the wheat pit at Chicago wheat pit: a market or exchange where wheat stocks are bought and sold (merriam-webster dictionairy)

one day I had a visit from the old man, and he was tickled to death to meet another man with his own name 'tickled to death' is one of the many amazing expressions I'm going to incorportate into my vocabulairy

I told him I was a busy man and could not spend my life hiking round the world in search of Garridebs. 'None the less,' said he, 'that is just what you will do if things pan out as I planned them.' I thought he was joking, but there was a powerful lot of meaning in the words, as I was soon to discover. "For he died within a year of saying them, and he left a will behind him. It was the queerest will that has ever been filed in the State of Kansas. His property was divided into three parts, and I was to have one on condition that I found two Garridebs who would share the remainder. I... wow. That is some typical rich guy bullshit. I wonder if a third one exists at all?

"I am wondering, Watson—just wondering!" "At what?" Holmes took his pipe from his lips. "I was wondering, Watson, what on earth could be the object of this man in telling us such a rigmarole of lies. I nearly asked him so—for there are times when a brutal frontal attack is the best policy—but I judged it better to let him think he had fooled us. Well. That does changes things. I'm joining Holmes now in wondering what that unpleasant american is up to

It was twilight of a lovely spring evening, and even Little Ryder Street, one of the smaller offshoots from the Edgware Road, within a stone-cast of old Tyburn Tree of evil memory, looked golden and wonderful in the slanting rays of the setting sun. I think I read about this place. An execution site, if I remember it correctly. *googles* Yes, it was a gallows. From marble-arch.londen:

It is impossible to know exactly what form the original took as there are so few written reports. In fact, during their first hundred years from 1177 to 1273, only eight single executions were deemed interesting enough to make note of.

But we do know that in 1571 a permanent triangular frame was erected – a mammoth structure that could, and sometimes did, hang up to 24 people at a time. The Tyburn Tree was of such renown it is even mentioned in Shakespeare’s Love’s Labour’s Lost: “Thou mak’st the triumviry, the corner-cap of society, The shape of Love’s Tyburn, that hangs up simplicity.”

Many met their end here. Records from the 1570s alone report that 704 felons were sentenced to be hanged there throughout the decade, for crimes ranging from murder to stealing cattle. Finally taken down in 1759 (presumably due to wear and tear), the structure was eventually replaced by a gallows that could be easily erected and dismantled each time. A gruesome early iteration of the London ‘pop-up’.

The last execution upon the tree was that of robber John Austin in 1783. The new place of execution became Newgate Prison. Today, a circular plaque embedded into the pavement on a traffic island at the entry to Edgware Road marks the spot of the Tyburn Tree

The house had a common stair, and there were a number of names painted in the hall some indicating offices and some private chambers. It was not a collection of residential flats, but rather the abode of Bohemian bachelors. Didn't bohemian bachelors have some queer connotations? Sometimes I read so much I get it all confused. Damn, if I'm distracted by research all the time I'm not going to finish this letter before bedtime. Still going to do that *10 minutes later* I can't find much at the moment, save the definition in the Urban dictionairy, which I'm def not going to type here. Anyone who knows more?

The room was as curious as its occupant. It looked like a small museum. It was both broad and deep, with cupboards and cabinets all round, crowded with specimens, geological and anatomical. Cases of butterflies and moths flanked each side of the entrance. A large table in the centre was littered with all sorts of debris, while the tall brass tube of a powerful microscope bristled up amongst them. As I glanced round I was surprised at the universality of the man's interests. Holmes will love this place

But you are a Britisher with solid references, and he is bound to take notice of what you say. I would go with you if you wished, but I have a very busy day to-morrow, and I could always follow you if you are in any trouble." The American fellow is unavailable for the very thing he claims to have come to England for? Sounds like an elaborate ploy to get this mr. Nathan out of the way for a while. Little clue as to why yet. I assume he wants something that the man has?

“I wish I could look over your collection, Mr. Garrideb,” said he. “In my profession all sorts of odd knowledge comes useful, and this room of yours is a storehouse of it.” Our client shone with pleasure and his eyes gleamed from behind his big glasses. “I had always heard, sir, that you were a very intelligent man,” said he. “I could take you round now if you have the time.” “Unfortunately, I have not. But these specimens are so well labelled and classified that they hardly need your personal explanation. If I should be able to look in to-morrow, I presume that there would be no objection to my glancing over them?” Holmes def has his suspicions and is not leaving the collection unguarded. Excited to learn how this will turn out

By the way, who is your house-agent?” Our client was amazed at the sudden question. “Holloway and Steele, in the Edgware Road. But why?” I should go to sleep. I was convinced this was the adress of the American, but instead Watson just mentioned that street as he and Holmes walked past

“This is a more serious matter than I had expected, Watson,” said he. “It is fair to tell you so, though I know it will only be an additional reason to you for running your head into danger. I should know my Watson by now. Holmes has finally accepted that Watson would never let him go into danger alone. This is so cute

I have identified Mr. John Garrideb, Counsellor at Law. He is none other than ‘Killer’ Evans, of sinister and murderous reputation.” “I fear I am none the wiser.” “Ah, it is not part of your profession to carry about a portable Newgate Calendar in your memory. Plot twist! Also, how funny it is of Holmes to acknowledge that it is not really Normal to memorize entire lists of prisoners

I'll give you an hour for a siesta, Watson, and then I think it will be time for our Ryder Street adventure.” Since when does Watson get to have siesta's? I'm jealous

So these two are stuck behind a cupboard instead of a curtain this time. Fun times!

Then my friend's wiry arms were round me, and he was leading me to a chair. “You're not hurt, Watson? For God's sake, say that you are not hurt!” It was worth a wound—it was worth many wounds—to know the depth of loyalty and love which lay behind that cold mask. The clear, hard eyes were dimmed for a moment, and the firm lips were shaking. For the one and only time I caught a glimpse of a great heart as well as of a great brain. All my years of humble but single-minded service culminated in that moment of revelation. “It's nothing, Holmes. It's a mere scratch.” He had ripped up my trousers with his pocket-knife. “You are right,” he cried with an immense sigh of relief. “It is quite superficial.” His face set like flint as he glared at our prisoner, who was sitting up with a dazed face. “By the Lord, it is as well for you. If you had killed Watson, you would not have got out of this room alive. Ok not so fun times. Although Watson seems 100% fine with it. I've seen this scene quoted several times already, but didn't know it was from this case. This is some quality hurt/comfort. It has blood, desperation, removed clothing, and an excellent threat as the cherry on top. Brilliant

those bundles on the table are two thousand of Prescott's notes worth a hundred each and fit to pass anywhere. Help yourselves, gentlemen. Call it a deal and let me beat it.” Holmes laughed. “We don't do things like that, Mr. Evans. There is no bolt-hole for you in this country. Loving the implication that US is lawless territory

Well this was a fun case. Such a complicated ploy to get one old man out of his house, and some great Holmes/Watson interaction. I really need some sleep now

#letters from watson #sherlock holmes #the three garridebs #I'm so tired now lol

[logicmaru]

i love how ranmaru kageyama is doomed by the narrative from the very fucking beginning and i hope his minisode is even more miserable.

warning i'm gonna talk a lot. ranmaru is very blatantly described as a boring guy, who's underneath the average height for guys, doesn't have any notable likes or dislikes, unless you count his hatred for happy couples + people who are happy in general, which ngl comes into play later

i'm gonna try and explain this as simply as i can bc if i try to word it like an essay i'll confuse myself aha,,,,

it kind of shows us that ranmaru can get jealous pretty easily? and he's upset at the kind of trust keiji and sara share, even though he probably knows that's because they've known each other longer than sara's known ranmaru, but it probably still pisses ranmaru off idk

he wants to prove himself to sara, even though sara already sees him as something alike to an ally, but he wants something more than that. in the logic sara deleted scene, ranmaru states that he would want to be sara's best friend, and he admits how wants to go home with her and laugh casually over jokes together and treat life like nothing's wrong

i like to believe this was deleted because it would be ooc for ranmaru, that he would probably be very reluctant of sharing such an ideal with sara, and him suddenly spilling about wanting to be sara's friend in one moment would probably cause more shock factor, and not do much good for the lore, idk it just seems very "ah omg" and less "how interesting"

i really love how ranmaru is. not a good person. i know how strange that sounds, but ranmaru is, kind of, in a way, a support character for sara. And u would think, well support character, must be someone kindhearted and encouraging, right? well, in ranmaru's case, yes, but no?? he's more like "i will go to lengths for your survival, you NEED to win" instead of "you got this! i'll help you escape!" and it's somewhat refreshing? i'm not sure maybe i'm just not normal

anyway enough about evil ranmaru, emotion ranmaru is just very Sad, and again, doomed by the narrative

he doesn't get any kind of character development iirc, in the infamous ransara "win for me" scene, he just talks about how he knew this was going to be a bad idea, and how he has no right to be sara's friend, but from that point on, we don't get any remarkable moment where ranmaru gets some sort of character redemption, and instead we get a moment where ranmaru AGAIN goes through with some sort of wild plan to make sure sara escapes, which is erasing his personality / replacing it with the joe ai's personality.

gosh, if ur friends with me, u probably know how i love and hate this part of the game, mostly because of how interesting it is and how it could've fleshed out into a whole other issue, but i dislike how it's totally overshadowed by both the fandom and the game itself

sara herself doesn't seem to react too strongly by ranmaru's choice to erase himself to become a "vessel" for joe's personality, which really i'd love to explain but honestly idk,,, i definitely thought there'd be a bigger deal about it, but perhaps it was overruled since the modified maple boss fight was literally like,, moments after that

in emotion route, ranmaru shares little to no information with anyone, though he does come close when he tries to tell sara, which he does successfully tell sara about the asunaro human in the group, but i believe that is the only moment where ranmaru goes "sara, hold on" and actually tells sara about what he was actually going to say, which, on one hand, had me on the edge of my seat, but on the other hand, was nice to see since it was really showing how untrusting and reserved ranmaru is, no matter how much he trusts sara, he's not entirely sure if she trusts him in return, or if he trusts sara to not share this information with anyone else

i love ranmaru kageyama

#ranmaru kageyama #logicmaru talks #got damn i was talking #who let this guy yap #yttd #yttd spoilers

[angelasscribbles]

A little bird told me that's it your birthday, so...

Can't believe it's been another year!! Where the heck does the time go...?

I know you have not been focusing on TRR as much recently, but I wanted to celebrate by putting together a bit of a collage of the amazing stories and relationships you've built over the past 3 (...4?) years on Tumblr!

So, sit back and enjoy!

I know these are your normal ships, but I couldnt resist adding in some BR Riley x Leo as well 😆

And... last but not least, some incorrect quotes to top it all off! Hopefully I've managed to find some new ones you haven't seen before!

Just Riley

Riley: I love saying 'fuck me' because it can either be sexual or self-loathing and those are two things that describe me perfectly.

Riley: To everyone who has treated me poorly; I am sexier than you.

Riley: If we were in prison you guys would be like my bitches.

Riley x Liam

Liam: *banging a pen on the table out of frustration* Riley: Stop that. How would YOU feel if I banged you on the table? Liam: I— I don’t know the correct answer to that question.

Riley: I know every song to ever exist it doesn't matter if it's from the past, present or the future. Liam: Oh yeah? Then continue this. Liam: I don't cook I don't clean- Riley: So let me tell you how I got this ring. Riley & Liam: ..... Riley & Liam: GOBBLE ME, SWALLOW ME-

Riley x Drake

Riley: Hey, wanna take a shower with me? Drake: I have a gun in that nightstand beside the bed. If I ever say no to that question, I want you to take it out and shot me because I’ve obviously gone crazy.

Riley: What’s your body count? Drake: Do you mean sex or murder?

Riley x Max

Riley: You look good in that hoodie. Maxwell: You know where else I'd look good? Riley, zero hesitation: My bed. Maxwell, at the same time: By your side- wait, what?

Maxwell: Heh, Riley sneezes like a girl. Riley: How about I pound you like boy? Riley: That didn’t come out right.

Riley x Rashad

Riley: I committed all 7 deadly sins in 30 minutes. Rashad: Wow, I've gotta hear this. Riley: I was angry and envious of my neighbor so I lazily seduced his wife and ate all his groceries and didn't share. Rashad: You forgot pride. Riley: No, I'm pretty proud of this.

Rashad, barging in: Syphilis! Riley: Rashad: Riley: Pardon?

Riley x Leo

Leo: There are 20 letters in the alphabet, right? Riley: Nope, there's 26. Leo: Ah, I must have forgotten U, R, A, Q, T. Riley: Aww, that's cute, but you're still missing one. Leo: You'll get the D later ;).

Riley: Know why I called you in here? Leo: Because I accidentally sent you a dick pic. Riley: *Stops pouring two glasses of wine.* Accidentally?

OH, my gosh!! Those images are fantastic! (Also, funny story, a Leo x Riley x Drake idea has been percolating in my head.....)

The quotes were all good, espeically the "Do you mean sex or murder?" (So spot on for BR Drake!)

But this....

Maxwell: Heh, Riley sneezes like a girl. Riley: How about I pound you like boy? Riley: That didn’t come out right.

made me snort laugh!

I think it came out just right! (still want to write a Riley x Max pegging scene....)

Thank you so much for this! Seriously, day made!!

#angelasscribbles #it's my birthday

[andy-aka-lilcsca]

TAOCC Incorrect Quotes, (or Smth, idfk)

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Match: How do you connect with a fictional character?

Nuffle: What?

Süz: What?

Thanatos: What?

Starbie: *pulls up a 500 slide presentation* I'm glad you asked.

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Starbie: Assert your dominance over your friends by kicking them in the face, and then giving them a little smooch on the forehead!

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Pencil: Quick! You must come with me! Your in great danger!

Match: Why?!

Pencil: Because I’ll kill you if you don’t.

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Leafy: The floor is lava!

Match: *helps Pencil onto the sofa*

Starbie: *kicks Thanatos off the sofa*

Thanatos: *lays on the floor*

Leafy: ...Are you okay?

Thanatos: No.

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Pyx: Thanatos has discovered "deez nuts" jokes and it's all they say now. Everything is deez nuts. They simply can't stop.

Pyx: I asked Thanatos where they learned that joke. They made me promise they wouldn't get in trouble if they told me. I agreed.

Pyx: So they lean in and whisper, "deez nuts."

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(Before Bob got his mind reset or whatever happened)

Bob: There are 20 letters in the alphabet, right?

Sign: Nope, there's 26.

Bob: Ah, I must have forgotten U, R, A, Q, T.

Sign: Aww, that's cute, but you're still missing one.

Bob: You'll get the D later ;).

-

Thanatos: Look at me straight in the eyes and tell me the truth, Pyx!

Pyx: You can’t expect me to look into your eyes and be straight.

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(With Pyx)

Thanatos: Two bros!

Thanatos: Chillin' in a hot tub!

Thanatos: Zero feet apart 'cause we're GAY AS FUCK!

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*at the supermarket*

Starbie: All right, the last item on the list is "virgin oil."

Starbie:

Starbie: Wow. Imagine being an item and still being called a virgin.

-

Starbie: I’m the sexiest bitch in this therapy waiting room.

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Thanatos: *spits mouthful of blood onto floor* You’ve become far more powerful since we last crossed paths.

Dentist: Please stop, there’s literally a sink right next to you.

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Pyx: I would never say that my partner is a bitch and I don’t don’t like them. That’s not true… My partner is a bitch and I like them so much!

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Starbie: I love saying 'fuck me' because it can either be sexual or self-loathing and those are two things that describe me perfectly.

-

(Before the incident, again)

Sign, looking through their clothes: Has anyone seen my top?

Süz: Bob's in the kitchen.

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Süz: Hey, Thanatos? Can I get some dating advice?

Thanatos: Just because I'm with Pyx doesn't mean I know how I did it.

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Pyx: Why is everyone so obsessed with top or bottom? Honestly, I’d just be excited to have a bunk bed.

Autumn: I'm gonna tell them.

Thanatos: Don't you dare.

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Thanatos: Pyx, you love me, right?

Pyx: Normally I’d say yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere I won’t like.

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Dolus: I committed all 7 deadly sins in 30 minutes.

Thanatos: Wow, I've gotta hear this.

Dolus: I was angry and envious of my neighbor so I lazily seduced his wife and ate all his groceries and didn't share.

Starbie: You forgot pride.

Dolus: No, I'm pretty proud of this.

-

Starbie, turning to Süz: Stop calling yourself hot, the only thing you can turn on is the microwave.

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Pyx: Pick a card, any card.

Autumn: Fine.

Pyx: Wait, that's my credit card!

Autumn: You said any card.

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Autumn: Dom or sub?

Pyx: I guess Domino's, since I don't go to Subway that much. Don't see why you'd put them in the same category though.

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Dolus: FIGHT ME, YOU NERD ASS SLUT!

Starbie: At least try to sound slightly more sophisticated when you threaten someone.

Dolus: Oh, I'm sorry. I should ask; dost thou want to engage in a duel, my good bitch?

Starbie: Somehow that's worse.

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Thanatos: It’s not gonna work, I’m not a snitch.

Police Officer: Fine, let's try something else. Tag a friend you recently committed a crime with.

Thanatos: Lmao, @Starbie.

-

Thanatos: *coughs blood*

Dolus: Don't die, Thanatos!

Thanatos: Don't tell me what to do!

-

(Before incident)

Bob: *banging a pen on the table out of frustration*

Sign: Stop that. How would YOU feel if I banged you on the table?

Bob: I—

Bob: I don’t know the correct answer to that question.

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Thanatos: I am so cool. I am an absolute Chad. I am the epitome of coolness and awesomeness—

Pyx: Hi.

Thanatos: *melts down in a flustered heap of softness*

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Pyx: Baby vibes... hold gentle... like hamburger.

Thanatos: Punt like football.

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Thanatos: When I first got my autism diagnosis, my first thought was “woah… it’s canon” and I think that maybe thoughts like that is why Pyx made me get tested.

#tadc oc #taocc #the amazing oc circus #LILCSCA #incorrect quotes

[starliights-shining]

DROPS IN FROM UR STORIES PILE MESSILY

NNBMNWNSJ where do I start?? AH YES. ur stories. They..are fragging AMAZING?!?!!? Actually it would be more than one word if I could even describe them.

And if ur request are open, could u do Cybertron Jolt? Bc he is so unloved..

Oh and, NSFW? Well, if u do them? I just feel like he would be jealous and I mean really jealous- if we hung out with the kids and minicons instead of him- and female human?

oh hey! If u have alot of request or something, take ur time and please do take care of urself! Thank u and goodbye! :)

Hello, Sorry this took so long. I got caught up in writing something else and I dont really know Jolt like that, but of course I got it done. I'm glad you like my writing! My requests are always open as well, but I hope this story is to your liking! Take care of yourself as well, Enjoy! :)

Pairing: Jolt x Female!Reader

Warnings: NSFW, Female Reader,

An off day, a day you get to spend time with the Autobots and the kids. So you spent the day cooking, cooking for the kids. You lived in a rural area, so no one would notice the large robot chilling outside your house. You decided it would be fun to have a little picnic, you had accounted for everyone, small or large, but it was just the kids, the mini-bots and Landmind. Everyone you regularly talked to was there, except Jolt. 

“Hey, where's Jolt?” 

You asked anyone, a worried but sad look seemed to be present on your face, your grip on the serving dish tightening as no one was answering your question. 

“He said he had something to do, then he’d be here.” 

Lori said, sitting at the picnic table. 

“But he should be here by now. We’ve been at Miss (Y/N)’s house since 10.” 

“Maybe he just got caught up in what he was doing,”

Colby said, he saw the worry on your face. He smiled at you before also sitting at the picnic table. Jolt never missed the opportunity to be with you, even though you had previously told him about the idea before inviting people. He had told you he would be here, but you guess with him being the avatar of primus and all, he must have gotten busy. 

By the time the picnic was over, It was just you and minicons. You had sent Lori, Bud and Colby home. They didn’t want to leave but with the excuse of ‘needing lots of energy for tomorrow's great adventures.’ they left with the happiness and excitement of any other kid. You had cleaned up the house with the help of the minicons, a smile on your face as Reverb handed you the dried serving plate, and Six Speed drained the skin. 

“Heyy, thanks for the help guys. Y’all probably want to get back to the base, so I can take it from here.” 

Both the minicons nodded, they helped clean up the kitchen and then left. Jolt's arrival was something else, almost all the lights in your house were off and you sat on the couch watching some weird documentary. 

“Hey! Where is everyone?” 

His question threw you off guard, you turned your head to look towards the bot.

“They all left, considering half the group were children, and I sent the other minicons back to base. They helped me clean up, so I didn’t wanna keep them any longer.”

He hummed, walking around to where you were sitting. There was a moment of silence before jolt sat down. The tv in the background is still talking about some type of animal as you thought about what to say next. 

“Next time you see Reverb, please thank him for me. He did a whole lot of things, he didn’t have to do anything at all.” 

You paused, turning to fully see Jolt, watching as the colors flash on his face plate. You noticed he didn’t have the glass dome around his helm this time, his rest folded behind his helm. You really could see the way his plating connected, you knew that cybertronians were different then humans, but no matter how many times you started at other mechs, the way they're playing fits together to make their version of skin fascinates you.

You reached out towards his helm. Your fingertips lightly brush over the seams. You startled him, he originally pulled back but then came closer to your touch. 

“No matter how many times I see you guys. I’m always fascinated. The different configurations of plating, and textures are so different. Your plating feels smooth, almost like it's been untouched its whole lifetime. While Reverbs has the same configuration but its rougher, battle worn. Then,” 

You paused, climbing into his lap, turning on the side tables lamp before you grabbed his whole helm. Moving it around and examining it.

“Then it ranges in difference from the big guys, like Jetfire or Landmine.” 

You drag your thumbs under his optics, Hearing his intake in the process. He places both his servos on your hips, his thumbs  rubbing back and forth on the skin under your shirt. 

“You guys are so human, but made out of metal.” 

You brought your hands down to his mandible, resting them lightly there as you angle his helm down and then back up again. Your thumb is running over his bottom lip, you glanced up at his optics as you felt his servos tighten on your hips. 

“I wonder if Reverb or,” 

You were cut off by Jolt, his lips hungrily eating at yours. You felt him pulling back, but grabbed the sides of his helm pulling him into you. You weren’t letting this go, you felt the way his grip tightened, the simple actions that he thought would go unnoticed. He lets the kiss go, pulling back to say something. 

“Stop talking about them,” 

He kissed you again, a more possessive kiss, like he was trying to claim you. 

“This isn’t about them.” 

You can feel his servos getting antsy, one of them trying to move further down while the other is moving upwards. His servos that moved down finally found what it was looking for, pressure pressed on as he pulled away from the kiss. 

“You haven’t shut up about some other ‘bot since I got here.” 

You let out the moan you had been holding in since his servos found its spot there, moving around his servos, his digits found their way into your panties, and straight to your slit. Moving from the bottom up, giving your clit a little nudge before repeating the process. Each time he meets your clit his nudge gets harder.

Each moan you let out getting louder and louder, until you're practically just moaning his name. Your body rested fully into his, your knees brought to the side of his tibulen, the fingering he did to you hitting in just the right places. Your hands were not displaced to his shoulder plating, at this point you just wanted release. 

“Any questions you have about my plating, I’ll answer myself. No need for you to ask anyone else. Ya got that?” 

You could tell he was in fact very upset, comparing his plating to some other bots, not shutting up about some other bot, hanging out with the other minicons and the children, and not just him. This was punishable, and he knew how he was going to do it. He wanted your confirmation of his question. You were to come to him with such questions about cybertronian plating or anything, and he’ll show you. He allow for touching, pulling, pushing, and if need be he’ll fuck it into you. But you were for him and only him, not Reverb, not Six Speed, not Jetfire, just him. 

He still hadn’t received his confirmation, so he picked his pace up. The once slow and normal pace was replaced with a quick one, one that brought you closer to finishing, the knot tightening far too fast then your use to. 

“Im need an answer, (Y/N).” 

You hum first, then change into a fast string of yes’s, until you're begging to cum. His pace is still not letting up. 

“I can’t hear you.”

“Yess yes yess, I'll do anything, please Jolt.” 

You managed to mona out in between breaths. He hums in agreement, which you take as a cue to let go. Jolt slows his pace to an almost stop. 

“I didn’t say you could finish.” 

You let out a whine, a high pitched whine. You were so close, yet he would not allow you to finish, so in the wake of not moaning like a pornstar, between breaths you look up at him through your eyelashes and ask.

“Why can’t I finish?”

And with the most evil and devilish smirk, he responds. 

“Because, you spent the day with other bots and people.”

A pause as you lower your head, a whine escaping your mouth as he lean in placing a kiss to your forehead while saying, 

“You're only mine.” 

#transforemrs #tf cybertron #tf g1 #cybertron #cybertron cartoon #transformers cybertron #Jolt x reader #cybertron jolt #transfomers jolt #transformers x reader #autbots #transformers writing #minicons #jolt #recon mini-con team #transformers minicons #tf jolt #stars writings

[strawberrykei]

We meet again

Ex!Tsukishima x Ex!reader

A hint of Kenma x reader

Synopsis: You break up with your boyfriend of 3 years because he had never treated you badly, you had to move to Tokyo and thought you’d never see him again. You become the manager of Nekoma, but what happens when Nekoma invites Karasuno to the training camp?

Enjoy!

Tsukishima your cold and distant boyfriend with a snobbish mouth, you knew that before courting him three years ago thinking if you’d date he’d open up more…you were wrong, he treated you the same as everyone, not once have you ever heard him say the three words every girl would love to hear from their boyfriend, you kept hoping that everything would get better, you held your hopes high..

“Are you done bothering me?”

Your boyfriend said, you had invited him to go to the amusement park later this week. You were excited and that was all you could talk about. You just wanted to share your excitement with him.

“Ah sorry kei, I was just excited”

Weak. Those were the words you could describe yourself, he made you feel weak, as if you couldn’t stand up to him.

You don’t wanna break up with him, not after everything we’ve been through, like when you had been sick he took care of you, although he insulted you the whole time such as

“if you weren’t stupid I wouldn’t have to waste my time taking care of you”

But you didn’t care, he came here anyways, he cared for you he loved…Love? Was that really what he was showing you?

You learned that his mom had basically forced him to take care of you, if she didn’t he would have left you to take care of yourself, your parents were always busy with work so they didn’t have time.

Time skip to your date

You dresses your best, a cute dress with a strawberry print, you knew he liked it when you wore a bow on your hair so you chose a pretty bow to match with your dress, you never learned how to do makeup so your friend Yachi and Kiyoko helped you.

You’ve never felt pretty untill now, finally you can spend time with your boyfriend again!

Right?

3 hours….

You texted him multiple times but was left in deliver.

4 hours….

Just a bit more! He could be running late the train was probably delayed!

Ah…. He must have forgotten. You couldn’t keep it in anymore, you were crying.

“Crap..Yachi and Kiyoko worked so hard to do my makeup i don’t wanna ruin it.”

You finally heard a notification coming from your phone, it was Kei, see something must have came u-

Tsukki ❤️.

“Sorry, I slept through the whole day, see you monday.”

.

.

.

.

.

That’s okay… this isn’t the first time, he cared for you he wouldn’t do this on purpose.

You thought things would get better when you got home, your parents were going home early you can just spend time with them!

Wrong again.

You stepped in your beloved home, your parents were sitting on the kitchen counter, they looked so serious?

“Honey your home…come sit down with us first”

You go to sit down on the chair in front of them, those few minutes changed your life forever.

They were getting a divorced and your dad had gotten a job offer in tokyo and you needed to go with your dad as he could afford for the both of you.

You went to running to your room trying to calm yourself down, you needed someone to comfort you. You tried calling him but no matter how much you tried you couldn’t reach him, you needed to tell him before you left for tokyo in two days.

“Oh Tsukki, shes calling again aren’t you gonna pick up? It seems important” Tsukishima’s childhood friend Yamaguchi was hanging out in his room.

“Don’t bother, shes probably gonna speak nonsense again, I hate it when she does that”

Yamaguchi seemed shocked, he wanted to tell him off for being a bad boyfriend as you and yamaguchi had always been so kind to each other.

“Ah…o-okay”

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Were you really gonna leave without seeing him? You’d never be able to see him again as Tokyo was really far from Miyagi.

Nothing you could do you were done, so be it.

Your relationship had already ended anyways there was no point in saving it. You needed the support from your boyfriend during your parents divorce but never got it, he didn’t even bother to read your messages.

You sent him one last message before leaving

“I think we should break up, goodbye Tsukishima Kei I hope you find someone you can actually love this time”

You thought that he wouldn’t even read it so you blocked him, little did you know he’s seen it the notification popped up as he tried to changed his music.

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He shot up from his bed, was she serious? Or was this another one of her tantrums, after days he finally checked his messages (34) missed calls and all her pleading for him to answer her text.

Are you kidding me? she doesn’t mean it, she’d always chase me like a puppy shes to obsessed with him, im sure flowers could fix this he bought flowers and went over to your house to talk about it.

Your mom opened the door, she seemed tired.

“Mrs (Last name) is (your name) here? I need to talk to her.”

Your mom looked shocked had you not told him before leaving..

“Kei, she just left for Tokyo with her father. Me and her father got a divorce so she’ll be living with him from now on”

Why didn’t she tell him? Was all he could think, did she really leave without seeing me?

He then remembered the text and call you had left him, he knew he messed up, what could he do to fix this? She blocked him so texting wasn’t an option, they used a car so there was no way he could run after it. Was this really it for him? Would he never be able to redeem himself?

He finally realized that he’s never been good to you, he promised one day he would make it up to you, he would redeem himself if he ever saw you again he would show that he could change into a man worthy of your love.

But its too late, your already gone he was alone once again no one could understand him the way you did. No one could ever be patient with him the way you were patient with him.

Your journey to tokyo was just starting as you enter into a new school Nekoma High

Part 1

#angst with a happy ending #tsukishima kei #Spotify

[takami-takami]

Ah, is that a good phrase? I've always felt that analogies for mental health are most impactful in the form of nature. Depression to me is a strangler fig curling around blistered bark; it's a hostile work of lace that steals one's strength and holds it hostage.

Either way, at the moment, any talent I may possess for writing is only possible by using gay men as a conduit for motivation. I've done a few poems, but I've never been sure if they're up to par for an anthology, you know?

- magpie anon ✦

Yeah yeah yeah I like your words a lot!! Ooooohh i just googled strangler fig and the image felt so visceral. I love that analogy so much.

As for the second part yeah, felt that. I pretty much only write about this sopping wet little bisexual princess of a man. I think the last time I actually wrote like, an actual Thing that wasn't fanfic was a few months ago about this ant I saw on my windowsill. She was carrying her injured sister on her back to their hill, as ants do; but once she reached the ledge, she realized she did not have enough legs to save them both and deposted her sister, marching on without her. When I saw that I swear I was like NO!!!!! (Crying cat picture here)

(Good news! I came back a few hours later and the ant was gone, so a stronger ant must have picked her up!)

But anyway tangent aside, the way you describe things is really, really good— and whether your outlet is fictional characters or any other subject shouldn't matter imo! What matters is you're expressing yourself and if its a conduit for you then yes absolutely keep doing it !!! Fanfic is great bc it reaches a lot of people, but whatever you write I'm positive people would love to see it. ^u^

#💌 asks #magpie anon #i know i would read it!!!!

[lo-fi-charming]

fitting things together

This is part of my long-running jondaisy series, tangled weeds in concrete cracks. However, the theme for this segment happened to be perfect for @jondaisy-week, since one of today's prompts is friendship.

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Note: this fic is rated T for references to sex; jon and daisy are in a dom/sub relationship.

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One Thursday evening finds Daisy at Jon’s flat. The two of them have an early dinner and, upon finishing, Jon pitches his suggestion for how they should spend the rest of their evening: working on a puzzle. 

It’s funny, because Daisy doesn’t think she’s ever actually done a puzzle, either by herself or with help from someone else. When she admits this, Jon looks so shocked it makes her laugh, and suddenly the puzzle is no longer a suggestion, it’s a required activity. 

An hour later, they’ve got three sides of the border finished. Jon supplies most of the conversation, describing how his grandmother used to bring home bags of puzzle pieces from charity shops for him to work on, usually three or four at a time. 

“I didn’t think about it until I got older,” Jon tells her, scrutinizing a dull grey piece to decide where he ought to sort it, “but I realized she must have been buying puzzles without their original boxes on purpose. The ones she gave me were always second-hand in resealable bags. Of course, I have no way of knowing for sure, but I strongly suspect it was so I didn’t have the pictures they put on the box for reference.” 

“Why? Does that make it more fun?” Daisy asks. 

Jon shrugs. “I always thought it was fun. It was challenging in a way I enjoyed; I liked that I had to figure out what the picture was on my own, and the only way to know was to put most of it together.” 

His tone is a little different when he adds, “I think she did it to make sure it took me longer. So I’d spend more time on the puzzles. It’s more difficult when you don’t have a reference. I’ve also considered that, if I had the box to look at, I might not have been interested in constructing the puzzles in the first place, since I already saw the complete image. Knowing how I used to be, I would understand if Nana thought the same.” 

It’s a bit quiet after that as the two focus on filling in one splotch of green and brown. Then Daisy asks, “Did your nan ever do any of them with you?” 

Jon chuckles. “Yes, once! She’d gotten me a rather large puzzle… I think it was, ah, perhaps one-thousand pieces? I remember it was of a garden with a bird bath and brick wall, so a lot of green with dozens of other colors involved — particularly difficult to finish without a reference. She let me start it out on the dining room table because that was the only flat surface big enough for the puzzle. I worked on it for three days and threw a fit whenever she tried to convince me to give up so she could use the table. Eventually she just sat down and started helping me. We managed to finish it the next day. I think she was more careful about getting me smaller puzzles after that.” 

“Mm. This one looks like it’s a garden, too.” 

“I think it is.” 

Daisy glances over at him, one brow raised. “Don’t have a box to look at?” 

Jon smiles. “Of course not. Where’s the fun in that?” 

They continue to work and continue to talk. It’s still a bit strange, but not so much anymore. Daisy’s gotten used to coming over to Jon’s house for just… this. Spending time together. There are still days where they do something like pull out Jon’s ropes or negotiate a scene to try later, but more often than not, Daisy just comes over to have dinner and hang out. It’s not something she’s used to. The only other person she ever voluntarily spent this much time with was Basira. Even then, it wasn’t quite like whatever it is now, with Jon. 

For a while, Daisy wasn’t sure how she felt about all this. It was oddly nerve-wracking, being around Jon without having a clear idea of what he was expecting from her. It felt like she was being stupid, making up problems and having unwarranted feelings. But when she made herself bring it up to Jon, he admitted he had similar worries, like concerns over monopolizing Daisy’s time without offering anything in return. Which was ridiculous, of course, and she’d told him so, and he’d told her she was being a bit ridiculous, too. So maybe they should both try to stop being so silly about it. 

So… yes. It is getting easier. To just be Daisy, with Jon, and not Jon’s dom. To spend time with just Jon, not one of her subs. To do boring, normal things like work on a puzzle. 

At some point, when they’re about halfway finished and Daisy is busy trying to find where one piece — unhelpfully solid green — is meant to go, Jon speaks up. “Can I ask you something?” 

Daisy grunts in acknowledgement, testing the puzzle piece in one spot. It doesn’t slot in, and she clicks her tongue against her teeth. 

“Do you… Would you be interested in, um…” 

Daisy turns to him. “Spit it out.” 

“I wanted to ask you if you might be interested in going somewhere with me this weekend. You’re free on Saturday, aren’t you?” 

“Yeah. Sure, I guess.” Daisy narrows her eyes at him. “But you’re nervous about asking. Why?” 

“Well.” Jon delays by putting three pieces where they belong. “Martin would be there, too. And, uh, Timothy Stoker and Sasha James, my other co-workers.” 

“So you’re inviting me to…”

“Drinks. At a pub near work. A-and I know you don’t like to drink alcohol, but you wouldn’t have to — Martin doesn’t, either, so you wouldn’t be the only one. Mostly it’s, uh, something we’ve been doing more often. A social thing. And I thought…” 

“And you thought…? What, you’d just bring your dom along as a fun surprise?” 

Jon twitches in that way he does when he’s abruptly flustered or scandalized. “No! O-obviously not— I mean, they wouldn’t know—”

Daisy snickers, leaning back against the sofa and stretching her legs beneath the coffee table. “Well, what are you supposed to tell them? I mean, what did you tell them?” 

“I asked Martin if I could bring someone the next time we got together,” Jon hastily explains. “And he guessed. Somehow. I mean, he asked me if I meant you, and I said yes. He said it was fine with him, and he seemed sure Tim and Sasha wouldn’t mind either.”

“So what if they ask who I am?”

Jon gestures to her blankly. “You’re… Daisy?” 

She gently slaps his knee. “No, Jon— How are you going to explain how you know me? What if they ask how we met?”

Jon fumbles for an answer, looking cross with Daisy for pointing out the issue in the first place. She laughs again. Mimicking his accent, she says, “Good evening, everyone, yes I’m here, and I brought along my—” 

“Stoooop!” 

“—my, my booty call—”

“No!” 

Daisy snorts, laughing harder when Jon shouts at her in despair. “That’s what I am though, isn’t it? You call me for sex and I come over.” 

“That is not what you are! Goodness gracious, don’t say that ever again!” Jon whines. “Booty call... I hate that.” 

“Well then, what do you call me?”

Jon huffs, shifting so that he’s on his knees instead of cross-legged. He pointedly finds an edge piece and leans over the table in search of where to put it along the border. “I call you my friend, because that’s what you are!” 

Daisy keeps chuckling, and then she keeps doing the puzzle. But at some point, she stops. Jon continues on without her, making a self-satisfied humming sound when he finally completes the border of the puzzle. Daisy can make out the edge of a rose trellis now, and something that might be a songbird. 

Jon notices Daisy’s stillness. He looks over at her, straightening out his legs with a little frown of discomfort. After another moment, he shyly asks, “We are friends, aren’t we?” 

“...Yeah,” Daisy agrees. “I think so.”

“Right.” 

“That’s why you want me to come along?” 

“Well.” Jon fidgets, sorting pieces by color to keep his hands busy. “More or less.” 

To meet his other friends. To have Daisy meet the people he works with, to possibly become part of the group. Daisy doesn’t feel confidant in that happening, but… “Sure.” 

“You’ll come?” 

“Yeah. What time?” 

Jon tells her, and Daisy makes a mental note. Then they get back to work, finding flowers in the scattered pieces and unscrambling a cloudless sky. 

#my fic #jondaisy #jonathan sims #daisy tonner #magpod #jondaisy week

[seiwas]

Hihi, he’s not actually pro PRO, since he’s still in his 3rd year of university. He plays in inter college n club tournaments, is a part of a local league. he has considered going actually pro after he’s done n im sure he can do it he’s just that good. He’s been offered scholarships for higher education due to his performance in these tournaments but he’s still yet to decide on that!

Ah n about how we started talking etc etc Oh my goodness I love this questionnnn so. I was definitely not in a mood for relationships after my ex but i saw him n was like oh he kinda cute but nvm. His smile was so pretty, he gets a dimple on his right cheek so ehhhh. I was near their table when one of his friends tapped on my shoulder n said something along the lines of “my buddy here thinks you’re- n then my to-be bf covered his mouth with his palm n they all started laughing??? I was all 😑🤨 Are u laughing AT ME or…?????? i thought they were a bunch of assholes making inappropriate comments n laughing like it’s the funniest thing in the world..cons of working at a night club is that u run into men like this all the fucking time

As they were all leaving, he came to me n apologised if he or his friends made me uncomfy n he just thought i was pretty n they weren’t insulting or making fun of me. I was all ???!!)??! okay??!!!??!! He said we could exchange insta n I wasn’t really that sure but said ok anyways.

He sent in a text apologising again the next day n he told me what he does where he studies etcetc. I did the same n he later told me he would love to take me out sometime but I explained to him that i had ended a not so good relationship just a couple of months ago so I didn’t want to be in the dating pool.

Glad he understood n didn’t push me further, we just continued to chat n never realised how close he had gotten. He invited me to one of his matches, from there we went to get Indian food (yum) n Ig that was it. He dropped me off to my apartment, I invited him n we talked about stuff….feelings…n :D yay !??!?

AAAHHH NONIE you're back 🥹 omg i'm so happy shdvsadb is it okay if i name you football anon? 🥹 but!! i need to clarify if its this football -> ⚽ or this -> 🏈 AHAHAHA (my brain went ⚽ but i'm not sure 😭😭😭)

oh my gosh doe nonie u must be so proud of him tho 😭 it's so cute how you gush abt him!! you're like his number 1 fan 🥺 crazy too that he's part of a local league!! (and all the scholarships too aaahh!!!) i am extending my support to him bc he seems like such a lovely guy, treating you right nonie 🥺 goodluck to him!! 🫶🏻

ANYWAY BACK TO SLEEPOVER TALK. MY goD the way u describe him nonie PLS 😭🥺💗 i am SQUEALING!! the dimple on the right cheek jsbfasj and how u notice his pretty smile!!! PLS!!! but i love how cautious you are nonie!! LIKE YEA. DONT LET EM MESS WITH YA YEAAAAA (it's so cute how he covered his friend's mouth tho 😭)

BUT IT'S SO CUTE HOW HE CAME TO YOU AFTER WTHEK!! he even apologised and clarified that they weren't laughing at you and he just thought u were pretty oMG ??!?!?!? did u buy it nonie or were u still skeptical... bhgsdj he seems so sweet texting u sorry again the next day + all his details 😭 AND!! how he was so understanding of your boundaries 🥺 i love that for you nonie 🥺 you deserve it!!! it's so cute how he was patient with you and continued to be your friend and got closer to you that way shdfbsadj how respectful!!! 🥺

AND AAAH that is such a cuTE getting together story 🥺 (i love indian food too sdbfj) i'm so happy you found each other nonie 🥺 am seriously grinning from ear to ear rN

let's have a sleepover!! 💗 send me any questions/stories you wanna share!!!

#ask #rep #sleepover! #nonie.⚽

[bellafragolina]

here is the promised fluff hehe

okay so like imagine having a bit of free time in jubilife village, so you see if laventon is okay with you hanging out in his office for a while — he is of course fine with this, he appreciates the company, and as long as you refrain from making too much noise you’re welcome to stay as long as you please (he still has some work to do, after all).

you give him a peck on the cheek and go check out some of the various books lining the shelves, settle on one about regional forms and settle down on the sofa, ready to enrich your brain with some knowledge. the text is dry, but there are diagrams and illustrations. you give up on deciphering the written research and focus on the visuals — you remember the professor mentioning the ponyta you caught the other week was different to the ones from his homeland of Galar, but you had no idea there was such a contrast between the two forms! after spending a bit more time going through the book and poring over the diagrams within, you start to wonder about some of the entries in your pokedex that laventon has labelled as having hisuian forms. you move to put the book back and search for another when you look up and notice it’s gotten dark outside, and laventon has not stopped working.

you go up to the professor and give him a gentle tap on the back. “lav? i think you need to take a break.”

“nonsense, my dear, i’m in the middle of—”

“it’s nighttime.”

“ah.” laventon looks out the window and rubs at his stubble. “so it is.”

“do you want to get dinner before beni closes up shop for the night?”

laventon’s eyes immediately light up and within seconds he’s ready to leave for the wallflower. when you reach the door he hesitates a moment, blush rising to his cheeks before offering his arm for you to take. “would you care to accompany me?”

you smile as you accept, laventon’s shyness will never stop being a source of endearment for you, especially now the two of recently began courting. you chat about his work on the way to the wallflower, and once you’ve arrived, sat down at your usual table and placed your orders the subject changes to what you got up to in the day. when you tell him about the book on regional forms, a broad grin spreads across laventon’s face — looks like you dipped into a topic he’s particularly enthusiastic about.

you spend your dinner talking about the different forms that are out there, laventon telling you more about the ones he’s encountered himself, and attempting to describe the other regional forms of some of the pokémon you’ve found in hisui. you chew on your potato mochi, resting your head in one of your hands as you gaze at laventon, what was originally an explanation of the differences between meowths and their evolutions becomes a tale about one of his colleagues introducing the three variants to each other and the chaos that ensued “—it’s a miracle the man’s hands were still intact after trying to separate them! the meowth of my homeland are truly savage beasts, and their evolved form even more fearsome — my dear, you simply must avoid them at all costs should you ever come to galar.” laventon is grasping your spare hand, his expression now serious.

“lav, i’ve confronted multiple alpha pokémon and survived so far, are they really that dangerous?” you can’t help giggling, the galarian meowth you saw in the book did look more… feral… than the other forms but you can’t imagine it being as dangerous as laventon describes.

“oh. yes. yes, i suppose you would be fine actually…” he relaxes, lacing his fingers through yours.

“i mean if you need protecting,” you grin, “i’ll just have to come with you if you think you’re going to go anywhere you might find these Savage Meowths.”

“that’s very kind of you, love.” laventon chuckles, fidgeting with his hat. “would you like me to walk you home?”

“i’d like that very much, thank you.”

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this was simmering in my brain for a couple of days i hope u like it xx

— aster anon

*is dead on the floor*

i would kill to listen to that man ramble on, to hold his hand and play with it while he talks, peppering him in kisses when he grows bashful over how long he's been talking

you're too good at this, love. i'm lying here with the dopiest smile because omg what i wouldn't give for this <3

~Renee

#aster anon #making me feel things #squealing like a little kid with a crush