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secretlyshycomputer said: Can we have more sassy reader fics I adored the Sherlock one!

A/N: thank you! I love writing these. I decided to do another Sherlock one. This hints a slight Sherlock x reader romance but it depends on how you interpret it. Otherwise, romance is not intended.

Warnings: swearing.


“Hello, my people!” You called from downstairs. You dragged your suitcase through the door. You had decided to take a holiday and now you had returned to your lodgings at 221B.

“Huzzah,” Sherlock groaned and rolled his eyes. “Y/N is back.”

John chuckled. “You love her really.”

“I don’t love, John.”

“Whatever.”

“What did I miss?” You asked as you entered the flat, your luggage trailing behind you.

“Nothing much,” John said smiling. He stood up and hugged you.

“Well it’s good to be back.”

“Yes, for some people,” Sherlock muttered.

“What’s that, Sherlock?” You replied and put your hand behind your ear. “Sorry, I couldn’t hear you as I was too busy looking for the fucks I give.” John chuckled. A grin formed on your face. “I’m kidding. I’ve missed you.”

“I suppose I’ve missed you,” Sherlock sighed.

“Awe! Bring it in, Sherly!” You walked over to him and hugged him tightly. This received another eye roll from him.

“Y/N, I don’t think physical contact is necessary.”

“Yes it is!” You hugged him tighter which made him very uncomfortable.

“Yes… Well then…” His phone buzzed. He whipped his head around to the direction of his phone, which was laying on the table, however he couldn’t see the screen from where he was. "John! We have a case!“

"Yep!” You said after you let go of him and phone. “Lestrade just sent you a text. Oh! How fun! I’m coming too!”

“You’ve just got home!” John pointed out.

“But I’ve missed this!” You spun around. “Come on, let’s go!”

 

 

The detective, the doctor, and their fabulous friend (this was you of course) arrived at the crime scene like the three musketeers. Sherlock lifted up the yellow tape for John and yourself to go under.

“Morning, you lot,” Lestrade said. “Hello, Y/N. How was the holiday?”

“Good,” You replied with a smile. “Glad to be back though.”

“Oh look!” Donovan announced as she walked up. “The bitch is back!”

“Ah!” A smirk formed upon your face and you turned to face you. “One person I haven’t been looking forward to seeing. Still shagging everyman you find?”

“I don’t sleep with everyone. Ugh! You’re so annoying.”

“Hey, it’s not my fault that you’re a fucking whore.”

“Alright!” Lestade announced as John and Sherlock tried to stifle their laughter. “Calm down.”

“Sorry,” You responded. “I just don’t like this constant inhaling exhaling thing she’s got going on.”

“Right, Y/N!” Lestrade threw his arms up in the air. “I hate to have to do this but you have to leave.”

“What?”

“I can’t have you arguing with Donovan all the time.”

“Fine!”

 

 

“My boys are back!” You shouted as you heard the door below shut.

“You need to stop arguing with Sally!” John called as he climbed up the stairs after a successful case. “One day, Lestrade will stop you coming to the crime scenes altogether!”

“‘Sally?’ I didn’t realise we were on a first name basis with her.”

“Shorter than Donovan. Easier to say.” John entered the flat after Sherlock.

“You haven’t even unpacked,” Sherlock noted.

“No,” You replied with a smile. “I guess I’m too eager to jump back into the action.”

iztarshi  asked:

What do you think about how Peridot and Jasper relate, after seeing Beta and Earthlings? You mentioned Jasper seemed more concerned for Peridot than vice versa, which I'd also thought. Do you think Jasper is like this with all co-workers, or does she particularly consider Peridot a friend?

I do feel like Jasper and Peridot are friends. Because Peridot has what can only be called a very suspicious constellation of knowledge about Jasper: she knows Jasper’s from the beta Kindergarten on Earth, but she didn’t know about Jasper’s ultimate quartz status.

Basically- this would suggest Peridot doesn’t know about Jasper by reputation, but by what Jasper has told her. Her image of Jasper is more honest than that of the Ruby Squad, because it factors in Jasper’s own insecurity- not her posturing about how great she is.

That is to say, Jasper feels comfortable enough around Peridot to not only tell Peridot about coming from Earth, but to downplay her own seemingly legendary achievement in the telling. Peridot just sees Jasper as another quartz, and one from a buggy Kindergarten at that- but Jasper is still who Peridot went to when she was accosted by the Crystal Gems and felt threatened. 

“You needed me for this?” are not the words of someone addressing a stranger who they were just assigned to by happenstance.

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@melonellah made me as a human <3 it’s so creepy lol x’D I LOVE IT

@mywolf03 (another one I can’t tagg why omg) re-did the scene, it’s so cool <3 <3 <3 yellow napsta lol


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Elevator - Dokyeom

Author: Admin Lilly
Genre: Fluff ?? Kind of ?? 
Words: 1809
Summary: You’re stuck in an elevator with Dokyeom.
A/N: I’m seeing way too less Dokyeom love in the tags so this is for everyone that’s DK biased (like me lmao)

Originally posted by j1nwoo

„Oh no…“ You took a quick glance at your watch and started sprinting towards the Pledis building. You thought you could make it in time for dance practice, even though you took some more time picking out clothes today.

The security guard gave you a weird look as you basically threw your ID at him, pleading him to open the door quickly.
He yelled something after you that sounded like “Next time you should just leave home earlier,” but you didn’t really pay attention, since you were already dashing to the elevators at the far end of the corridor.
“Hey! Can you please hold that one?!” You screamed as you saw one of the elevators close. Just as you stopped right in front of it, the elevator started moving.

“Well, that’s just great,” You murmured under your breath as you ruffled through your hair. “How am I gonna make it in time?”
In desperation you pushed all the buttons to the available elevators, in hopes one would maybe come faster.
Just as one’s doors opened and you were about to get in, you heard someone running towards you. The boy was equally out of breath as you earlier, seemingly struck with the same fate as you.

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It’s a Beyonce thing...

@intrepidreporter gave me the prompt “Shitty and Lardo quietly dissecting Lemonade’s imagery as well as its literary and musical allusions, while Bitty just sits in awe or cries??” 

Thank you so much, this was fun to write! I altered the prompt a tad, but I hope you like it!

Lardo, Bitty, and Shitty were all sitting on the couch in front of the TV. Lemonade had ended more than 5 minutes ago, but they were all so stunned that no one was really willing to move to turn off the television. And Shitty, apparently, was not really willing to stop talking about it either.

“…and the costumes, fuck, they were all so stunning… That yellow dress captured all of the energy of her movements, and in slow motion it was just, ugh! Lardo, listen Lardo, she’s a genius…”

“Shitty, I know man, I was here the whole time. I’m literally sitting right next to you… My brain is still processing all of it…”

Shitty just kept talking. “The use of black and white, and the scenes where there were people just standing there, it was so haunting, with the Southern Gothic influences and…”

Lardo’s phone started ringing, and she glanced down at it. Jack’s name flashed across the screen. Hmn, Jack doesn’t usually call unless something’s up.  “it’s Jack, I’ll be right back,” She said as she got up off the couch to take the call in the kitchen.

“Hey Jack, what’s up?”

“Lardo, hey! Um, is Bitty all right?” He sounded anxious. “I’ve been texting him for like 45 minutes and he hasn’t responded. I know this is usually his baking time but he always texts be back, so…”

“Yeah, no he’s fine,” Lardo said, glancing back into the living room. Both Shits and Bitty were still sitting on the couch staring at the TV, Shitty saying something about witnessing history happen right in front of their very eyes and how he will never forget this day for the rest of his life. “He’s sitting right here, actually. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure he calls you tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?” Jack asks, confused. “Why can’t I talk to him right now?”

“Oh, well, we just watched Lemonade, and he’s kind of… crying… so he’s probably gonna need some time to calm down–”

Jack sounded even more alarmed, “Lardo, what is going on? What does this have to do with lemonade? Why is he crying, do I need to drive up there? Because I can be there in an hour…”

“No, Jack, it’s fine, really, and… wait, do you not know what Lemonade is??”

“Yes I know what lemonade is, Lardo, it’s a drink made out of lemons, I just don’t understand–”

“No, Jack, it’s… I don’t know how you possibly could have missed this, it’s been everywhere, but Lemonade is Beyonce’s new album. It was this secret project that’s sort of like an hour-long series of music videos and…” Lardo sighed. “You’re just going to have to watch it.”

“Oh…” Jack sounded more relieved, but no less confused. “So… it’s a Beyonce thing?”

“Yeah, it’s a Beyonce thing. And you should probably watch it because if you don’t, I think Bitty might break up with you,” Lardo chirped. “It’s on iTunes, if you wanna watch it right now. Or it’s on HBO tomorrow night too.”

“Okay. Thanks Lardo.”

“No problem Jack, I’ll have Bitty call you. Talk to you later, bye.”

2

“You’re unhappy. You’re isolated. You think you are the cause of this unhappiness, and are unworthy of affection so you have few friends. Recently you lost something you think very important. Your lover, your faith, your family, or all three. You blame yourself for this so it makes you neurotic and you don’t sleep, and don’t eat anything healthy, anyway. You used to take care of your appearance, but you’ve lost interest in that, so you avoid mirrors. Sunlight bothers you, so you avoid that too, about which you’re guilty, because you think it’s unhealthy and even immoral not to like the sun. You’re not a woman of convention, or you wouldn’t be here. But you like to pretend you are so people don’t notice you. But you sometimes like that as well, and can dress to draw the eye. But then you think the men who look at you are fools, or worse, to be taken in by such an obvious outward show. So instead, you’re drawn to dark, complicated, impossible men, assuring your own unhappiness and isolation because, after all… you’re happiest alone. But not even then. Because you can’t stop thinking about what you’ve lost. Again for which you blame yourself. So the cycle goes on, the snake eating its own tail.”

I love this whole scene ugh

This Scandal (404) episode!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Olivia Pope, bitches!!!!

DO NOT PISS off Olivia Pope! She will ruin you. I wonder if those parents picked their jaws up off the floor yet. Hahahah, bitches! You got Poped.

So, Karen had Olivia’s personal number still. Interesting. I don’t think it’s just because oh, she’s a crisis manager. I want to see more.

I will say it again, Scandal is ratchet at hell. Eiffel tower, doe?

Y’all see how Olivia is playing house with Jake. His presence and dependability (and penis) are the best things he has going for him. Olivia is trying out that “normal” life. Didn’t I just say in my 402 piece that she kind of fetishizes normalcy even though she thinks she’s not built (or entitled) to it? But then there was a call to remind us that Olivia doesn’t live that normal life for a reason. 

And um, y’all really expect me to believe Olivia—flawless skin, body, hair—is eating Gettysburger every night? On what planet? Fauxlake is junk which is why they are always eating junk. Lastly, it’s a gotdamn shame that the Gettysburger logo has no top hat. Where is your sense of decency?

And yaaaaaas! Cyrus for telling Abby to check that unwarranted hate at the door. You can Pope Lite all you want to, but we all know that you would not be where you are were it in no small part to Olivia Pope. So cut the crap. You know your personal feelings are the ones that are hurt, Abby. So woman up and talk to Olivia about that stuff.

Tom, I’m going into my liquor cabinet right now, homie. You dead

Rowan, Rowan, Rowan. You shady ass mothafucka! Damn, stitching Jake up like that. And you had the nerve to give Tom the “thanks for taking one for the Republic, bruh” look? Woo.

Everybody had chokes this episode, I see.

Speaking of which, Jake, I’m not even gonna say amen on your ass because you’re good at being saved. As much as I can’t stand you, I don’t want you to go out for some ish you didn’t do. But bwhahahahahaha, Fitz, was like I’m not fittin’ hear from your bitch ass right now. You can wait with Lauren. See ya.

I was like

When Fitz read Mellie like a bad tabloid (h/t @spectaclesinscript ) and her ass had no retort for his accusations except to focus on the sex tape and call him a bad father. You’re not lying, but, ok, selfish mother. But nice job on the moment with Karen. Seriously. And I loved that Karen actually asked about her well-being.

But then Fitzgerald had to go be Fitzgerald and be vindictive because he was mad at Olivia for going away with Jake. He is really grasping at straws with how he behaved towards Olivia. Not the initial approach, but his physical reactions. Boo, I know it hurts. You feel like Olivia is all you have left in the world even when she wasn’t really there. But you CANNOT treat her like that! You should thank baby jesus that she loves you and that I do, too. Fuuuuuck, Fitz! Fix yourself because I’m feeling a Rihanna song coming on. Sometimes I love you, sometimes I wanna push you away. Sometimes I wanna kiss you, other times…punch you in the face…Why is everything with you so complicated? Why do you make it hard to love you. Oh, I hate it. But if you really want to be [an ass], I’ll throw my hands up, cuz [Fitzy] I tried. Everything with you is so complicated. Oh I….

Yellow card, dude. Yellow card.

But gaaaaaahhhh! That breathy Olitz scene and “I miss you”. Ugh, the two of you. Fuck y’all, man.

And umm, I don’t wanna say anything because  I have no receipts it’s probs totes a coincidence, but…

In this episode, Fitz said he was failing at being president, father and now man. Then he said, “heavy is the head that wears the crown”. My 217 essay was titled “Tilting the Crown” and I described Fitz as a beautiful tryptich (3 components) art piece: President, father and man. I said the ‘man’ portion was specifically related to Olivia.::hair flip::

He’s failed at all three sides to his character. The emperor is naked. This is good.

I’m actually really happy that Fitz is going to get to see Olivia differently this time. I think his view had been myopic. Yes, he knows she’s brilliant, beautiful and flawless at her job. BUT, I don’t think he sees her as someone’s daughter, someone’s friend, someone’s boss. As a fucking person. That she is not “his”, and certainly not his salvation. I loved the parallels between Olivia’s childhood and how Fitz is attempting to parent Karen. Sweeping problems under the rug has consequences. Fitz you know that from your own childhood. And Olivia for damn sure knows. 

Dependency is like addiction. And addiction is abusive–to the self and to others.Y’all didn’t I say that Fitz must learn to not need Olivia this season. Been saying it since 318. AND  from my S4 poster commentary, that I want these two people to rediscover what they like about each other as people—without the desperation, without the Vermont fantasy life, just Liv and Fitz. Ugh.

OK, those are just my initial reactions on one viewing. Later.