#AD 1126

[vox-anglosphere]

'Beauty for ashes' - the ruins of Melrose Abbey in southern Scotland

[chinesehanfu]

[Hanfu · 漢服]Chinese Song Dynasty (960–1279 AD)Traditional Clothing Hanfu Photoshoot

【History Note】

During the Northern Song Dynasty, women who are 命婦 to attend formal occasions or common people's women often wore crowns and long-sleeved shirts and skirts when they got married.

※命婦(ming fu):Generally referred to as titled women. A married woman enjoys various ceremonial treatment, and generally refers to the official's mother and wife.

Women in the Song Dynasty had the custom of wearing flower crowns, some with fresh flowers, some with fake flowers(make by paper or silk); some with single branches, some with several branches; some of them will take flowers of the four seasons and combined it inserted on a crown, which is called "one year scene(一年景)".

Song Dynasty Lu You(陆游)'s "Notes on Laoxue'an(老学庵笔记)" records: “ 靖康初京师织帛及妇女首饰衣服，皆备四时。如节物则春幡、灯毬、竞渡、艾虎、云月之类，花则桃、杏、荷花、菊花、梅花，皆并为一景，谓之一年景。而靖康纪元果止一年，盖服妖也。 ” ​

【Translate】

“At the beginning of Jingkang era(1126-1127AD). In the capital city,the weaves silk and women's jewelry and clothes pattern, all prepared for the four seasons.

For example, the festive objects pattern are spring banners, lanterns, racing boats, aihu(艾虎:Dragon Boat Festival pattern), and cloud moon pattern, and the flowers are peaches, apricots, lotus, chrysanthemums, and plum blossoms. They are all combined into one scene, which is called one year scene. 

But the The Jingkang era(Emperor Qinzong's Reign) really ended in one year,sure enough, strange fashions will herald changes in the world.”

Just like the maid standing beside the Empress in the Portrait of Empress Cao of Song Dynasty:

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OCTOBER 1 - OVERSTIMULATION

KAJI REN X F!READER ﾉ 1112 words ﾉ the game? three bottles of flavored lube. kaji’s turn to guess. and you? you just have to lay there and let him get a proper taste first.

ᘏ ft. cunninglingus, blindfolded (kaji), fingering, overstimulation

OCTOBER 3 - CUCKOLDING

HAYATO SUO X AFAB!READER ﾉ 1096 words ﾉ FICS4GAZA ﾉ sakura doesn’t think he’s ever held his phone in his non-dominant hand… until tonight.

ᘏ ft. consensual recording, cuckolding (sakura), + masturbation, overstimulation, very light choking, creampie, mention of toys

OCTOBER 5 - MASK KINK

ENDO YAMATO X F!READER ﾉ 1189 words ﾉ endo thought you were joking about masks being hot, but … if you really like them so much, then maybe he’ll put on a show just for you.

ᘏ ft. mask kink, very consensual fear play, both degradation & praise

OCTOBER 7 - SUCCUBUS?!

SAKURA HARUKA X SUCCUBUS!F!READER ﾉ 1126 words ﾉ there’s no better way to lose your virginity than to a succubus, right? do those even exist? he was skeptical before he met you.

ᘏ ft. virginity loss (both), aphrodisiac, creampie

OCTOBER 9 - PREDATOR/PREY

GALLAGHER (HSR) X F!READER ﾉ 1667 words ﾉ delivering this basket to your grandmother sounds easy enough, but they didn’t warn you about whatever seems to be lurking at the end ﾉ in other words.. you act out the fairytale: little red riding hood

ᘏ ft. consensual noncon (cnc), predator / prey dynamics, muffling (his glove), oral (receiving) overstimulation, fingering + squirting

OCTOBER 11 - PET PLAY

KIRYU MITSUKI X F!READER ﾉ 902 words ﾉ you think he just likes seeing you embarrassed at this point. tonight, it’s worse than ever before, and he’s loving every single second of it.

ᘏ ft. pet play, toys (anal plug), praise, pet names, double stuffed

OCTOBER 13 - DRY HUMPING

NESS (BLLK) X F!READER! ﾉ 923 words ﾉ it’s not allowed. he knows this. but he can’t help that it gets a little harder not to claim you as his whenever you come back for more.

ᘏ ft. dry humping to wall sex, dirty talk, marking, possessiveness, forbidden relationship, mentions of fingering, face sitting, creampies

OCTOBER 15 - IN UNIFORM

KUROO TETSUROU (HQ) X F!READER ﾉ 1190 words ﾉ there’s about five minutes left on the clock before your coworker comes back.

ᘏ ft. maid cafe, exhibitionism, time crunch for kuroo, squirting

OCTOBER 17 - APHRODISIACS

DAN HENG (HSR) X F!READER ﾉ 1469 words ﾉ it’s only natural that you’d try to play it off, especially when he had already warned you about this ahead of time. your bad, you’ll admit. unfortunately for you though, this aphrodisiac is one of the strongest, and it won’t be going away anytime soon.

ᘏ ft. aphrodisiacs, mutual pining, wall sex, squirting from putting it in

OCTOBER 19 - GHOSTS!

GHOST! HAYATO SUO X F!READER ﾉ 742 words ﾉ SFW ﾉ you seem to be the only one who doesn’t mind the ghost that trails behind you. your friends want to hire someone to get rid of him, but you seem to be weirdly defensive over something that’s supposed to be haunting you.

ᘏ ft. protective suo (this time in a cute way), ghosts, etc

OCTOBER 21 - SCARY MOVIE

ENDO YAMATO X F!READER ﾉ 841 words ﾉ SFW ﾉ you’ve had some bad ideas, but this one has to be your worst. halloween night, sitting side by side with the man who has it in his dna to tease you, rank #1 for scariest movies in existence playing on the big TV, and your friends. the friends you’ve somehow managed to convince (through a dragged out lie) that there’s absolutely nothing in the world that can scare you.

ᘏ ft. horror movies, reader is a bit scared, + endo comfort !!

OCTOBER 23 - YANDERE

YANDERE!UMEMIYA HAJIME X F!READER ﾉ 838 words ﾉ no one would dare hurt umemiya’s girl. they shouldn’t. they wouldn’t dare. but after some time.. he thinks he should give them another reminder. it wouldn’t hurt.

ᘏ ft. yandere, creampies, overstimulation, praise, size kink, marking, soft possessiveness, reader wears a skirt, catcalling (not from ume)

OCTOBER 25 - CAMGIRL

HAYATO SUO X F!READER ﾉ 3520 words ﾉ you always do what the highest tipper says, but looks like that’s backfired! “bring someone to fuck you raw on your next stream” but oh. you don’t have a boyfriend, do you? so the second best option would be to swallow your pride and ask one of your friends.

ᘏ ft. streaming (audience), camgirl! reader, dry humping, creampie, overstimulation, squirting, virginity loss (reader), teasing, tba

OCTOBER 27 - TOYS

TAKIISHI CHIKA X F!READER! 937 words ﾉ a fun dinner with your friends? unfortunately, the group is one chair short, so it’s a given that the couple shares. takiishi wonders which will give it away first: the buzzing between your legs, or the faces you’re making? you seem to be doing an alright job (much to his dismay) but one push should do it.

ᘏ ft. exhibitionism (hinted that endo knows), mentions of fingering & potential threesome, toy usage, reader wears a skirt, risk

OCTOBER 29 - DEALS

DABI (MHA) X HERO!F!READER ﾉ 890 words ﾉ what happens when your curiosity takes you to the league of villains’ hideout? luckily enough, there’s only one of them there to greet you— and the world seems kind enough to let you off with a deal. fuck him once to guarantee his silence, or so you thought.

ᘏ ft. tw dubcon, forced orgasms, fear play, mentions of murder, etc

OCTOBER 30 - MACHINES

MR. RECA (HSR) X F!READER! 753 words ﾉ your voice is a bit too quiet for films. he says to consider this a vocal warm-up— just some personalized training he’s given you to combat your shyness on set, but you think otherwise.

ᘏ ft. clear power imbalance (professor x student), blindfolding (reader), overstimulation & mindbreak (reader), pet names used once

OCTOBER 31 - ROOMMATES

HOUSEKEEPING! — TOGAME JO X F!READER! ﾉ 7784 words ﾉ you don’t realize how loud you are, do you? or are the walls just paper thin? his patience seems to also be running thin, but he’s always thought of himself as someone who tries to be a pretty decent guy most of the time. a decent enough guy that doesn’t fantasize about fucking choji’s childhood friend raw, at the very least.

ᘏ ft. masturbation (kind of caught), size difference, thigh fucking, creampie, semi-possessive togame glimpse at the end, etc

[thatlotuscookie]

ok ok, hear me out, hear me out I swear-

a Haikyuu character who's a teacher(you pick which one bc I am indecisive lol) who students don't like because they assign too much HW, x Art-Teacher y/n who's super eccentric and all the students have started calling "Auntie" bc they like her so much... and somehow the students realize they're dating

✧･ﾟ: a/n: hiii thank you for the req anon! i choseTsukishima Kei x art teacher!fem reader cause why not :) sorry for the wait, it got a little busy. please enjoy and thank you for requestinng <3

✧ Title: ✧ Paintbrushes and Equations ✧ ✧ Characters: Math!TeacherTsukishima Kei x Art Teacher!Reader, Fem!Reader ✧ Genre: Fluff, Romance, Slice of Life ✧ Rating: G ✧ Summary: Mr. Tsukishima Kei, the strict math teacher known for his tough assignments, and Ms. Y/N, the quirky art teacher adored by students, try to keep their budding relationship under wraps. But between secret coffee runs and after-school visits, it doesn’t take long for their students to catch on. ✧ Content/Tags: Secret Relationship, Soft Tsukishima, Teacher AU, Slow-burn Romance, Fluff and Humor ✧ WC: 1126 words // 6.8k chars

Mr. Tsukishima Kei was known as the strict, no-nonsense math teacher, infamous for assigning challenging homework and expecting punctuality from his students. Across the hall, however, was Ms. Y/N, the quirky art teacher who taught in a classroom full of painted murals, plants, and knick-knacks. Her students affectionately called her “Auntie,” loving her warm personality and encouraging nature.

Despite their differences, the two had quietly been dating for some time now, keeping things subtle so as not to spark gossip in the school hallways. But as careful as they tried to be, some moments were just too sweet to hide from their observant students.

Every morning, Tsukishima would stop by Y/N’s room before classes started. Though their relationship was mostly kept under wraps, there was one routine they couldn’t help but share—he’d bring her coffee, just the way she liked it, and stay for a few moments before his first class.

One particular morning, a student passing by happened to catch sight of them. Y/N was sitting at her desk, fiddling with paintbrushes while Tsukishima leaned against the edge of her desk, coffee cup in hand. She looked up at him with a bright smile as he handed her the coffee.

“Thank you, Kei! You know, I think your coffee runs are the best part of my day.”

“Maybe if you went to bed at a reasonable hour, you wouldn’t need this much caffeine,” he replied, rolling his eyes, though there was a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

“Bedtime? Reasonable? You’re talking to an artist, Kei!” She chuckled, raising her coffee cup in mock cheers.

The student who’d witnessed it ran back to their friends, spilling the details in hushed, excited whispers. “Guys, Auntie totally has Mr. Tsukishima wrapped around her finger. He’s bringing her coffee like it’s a daily thing!”

During lunch breaks, Tsukishima would sometimes slip away from the teachers’ lounge and make his way to Y/N’s art room, which was usually open to students who wanted to work on projects or just hang out with their favorite teacher. Though he’d never admit it out loud, Tsukishima was growing fond of this habit too.

One afternoon, Y/N was holding a brush in each hand, struggling to finish a mural one of her classes had started. Tsukishima approached, watching her for a moment as she fumbled with paint colors.

“Need a hand?” he asked, taking one of the brushes out of her grasp without waiting for an answer. He began painting in neat, deliberate strokes, adding to the vibrant, playful mural.

“Mr. Tsukishima,” Y/N grinned, “are you sure you can handle all this color?”

He just shrugged, pretending to be annoyed, but there was a glint in his eye. “It’s not my fault you’re terrible at ladders.”

The students present watched with wide eyes as their usually stern math teacher helped their beloved art teacher, even taking her playful teasing without so much as a sigh. “Is he… actually smiling?” one student whispered, amazed. “And helping her paint? They’re definitely dating.”

On Fridays, Y/N would stay late to finish up art projects, often leaving well after most of the other teachers had already gone home. But one evening, as she was cleaning up her brushes, she was startled by a familiar voice at the door.

“Didn’t I tell you not to stay this late alone?” Tsukishima’s tone was gentle, though there was a hint of concern.

“Oh, but I had just one more layer of glaze to apply! I didn’t want to leave it unfinished,” she replied, smiling sheepishly.

Tsukishima sighed and moved to take some of the supplies from her hands, setting them aside. “That can wait. You shouldn’t be here by yourself. Come on, I’ll walk you out.”

They left together, but not before another student, leaving basketball practice, caught sight of them walking side by side down the hallway, Tsukishima’s hand brushing hers in a quiet, comforting gesture.

“Did you see that?” the student whispered to a friend the next day. “Mr. Tsukishima totally waited for Auntie after school. He’s such a softie for her.”

When Field Day rolled around, Y/N was the designated supervisor for the art activities station. Her students flocked to her booth, excited to paint, tie-dye, and get a break from competitive games. Tsukishima, though not usually one for field activities, had somehow found himself “volunteered” to help out at her station by none other than Y/N herself.

At first, he’d tried to stay in the background, sorting supplies and ensuring everything was organized. But as more students lined up, Y/N pulled him over to assist with face painting. “Come on, Kei, it’s fun! Don’t be so serious,” she teased, handing him a paintbrush.

He gave her a long-suffering look but, after a few convincing nudges, gave in. Soon, students were giggling at the sight of Mr. Tsukishima painting bright flowers and animals on their cheeks.

“Mr. Tsukishima, can you paint a dragon?” one student asked, grinning. And to everyone’s surprise, Tsukishima nodded, actually putting in the effort to paint a rather impressive dragon.

Meanwhile, Y/N leaned in close, watching him with a proud smile. “See? I knew you had a colorful side.”

The students at the booth exchanged knowing looks, watching the way Tsukishima’s gaze softened every time he looked at Y/N. One bold student whispered, “They’re definitely together. I think Auntie’s the only person who could get him to paint a dragon.”

The biggest reveal came on Y/N’s birthday. Her classroom was decorated with student-made banners, handmade cards, and small, thoughtful gifts from her students. But the real surprise came when Tsukishima walked in with a bouquet of wildflowers, which he set on her desk, much to the shock of her students.

“Kei…” Y/N murmured, her eyes shining with surprise. “You didn’t have to—”

“Happy Birthday, Auntie,” he said simply, giving her a small, genuine smile before glancing pointedly at the students, who were watching, open-mouthed. He gave them his usual glare but, seeing the excitement in their eyes, eventually gave up on hiding it.

And with that, the students finally had their confirmation. They all whispered to each other excitedly, some even daring to give Tsukishima approving thumbs-up. From that day on, Tsukishima’s “monster math teacher” title softened in their eyes. He was still strict and demanding, but he was also the teacher who went out of his way to make their “Auntie” happy.

As the weeks went by, more little moments started to unfold between them—moments the students watched eagerly, as if they were witnessing a real-life romance. And while Tsukishima might not have been the most affectionate in public, he showed his care in small, steady ways, making sure Y/N was looked after and supported in the little things.

[loserlvrss]

‧*❆☃︎₊⋆ 𝙻𝙾𝚂𝙴𝚁𝙻𝚅𝚁𝚂𝚂 𝚆𝙴𝙴𝙺 𝙻𝙾𝙽𝙶 𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙺𝙼𝙰𝚂 (‘𝟸𝟺)

── .✦ 𝐚 𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐨 𝙝𝙤𝙚? 한동민 ( coming dec. 24th ) estimated word count : >1-2k taesan x fem!reader mallworkers!au, day before mall santa is coming, coworkers to lovers, friends to lovers, smut, shower sex, unprotected (?) penetrative sex, fluff, comedy, exhibitionism, almost caught, porn with slight plot

status : unwritten

synopsis | after signing up with your best friend to work through the night to decorate for your store, things get a little steamy in the showers.

── .✦ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 이주연 ( coming dec. 25th ) estimated word count : >1-2k jooyeon x fem!reader office-christmas party!au, office-worker!au, non-idol!au, established relationship, smut, fingering, exhibitionism, porn with slight plot

status : unwritten

synopsis | your boyfriend didn’t want to go to your office christmas party, and he was hell-bound on getting you to see it his way.

── .✦ 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 村田風雅 ( coming dec. 26th ) word count : 350 fuma x fem!reader established relationship, smut, oral, fetish / kink for thigh highs, pet names, fluff, porn without plot

status : written

synopsis | you didn’t know your joke christmas stockings would make your boyfriend so hot and bothered.

── .✦ 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦 성한빈 ( coming dec. 27th ) word count : 1702 hanbin x fem!reader winter-storm!au, comedy, fluff, smut, sex in car, unprotected penetrative sex, slight exhibitionism, pet names, kinda rough for a second, porn with slight plot, mentions of y/n’s parents being unhelpful

status : written

synopsis | after your car breaks down in the middle of a winter storm, you have a bright idea on how to keep warm.

── .✦ 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 (𝐟𝐨𝐫) 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬 방찬 ( coming dec. 28th ) word count : 1126 bangchan x fem!reader established relationship, non-idol!au, smut, unprotected penetrative sex to get pregnant, porn with slight plot, dirty talk, pet names, reader wears lingerie, light comedy

status : written

synopsis | you didn’t get your boyfriend anything physical for christmas, but he thought this was a better present anyways.

── .✦ 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 박성화 ( coming dec. 29th ) estimated word count : <1k seonghwa x fem!reader established relationship, smut, unprotected (?) penetrative sex, fluff, porn without plot

status : unwritten

synopsis | your boyfriend loved to kiss you, especially during intimate moments.

── .✦ 𝐰𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐲 박성훈 ( coming dec. 30th ) estimated word count : <1k sunghoon x fem!reader established relationship, smut, pink ribbons, shibari kink, unprotected penetrative sex, porn without plot

status : unwritten

synopsis | the best present your boyfriend could have asked for was his girlfriend wrapped up nicely under the tree.

and a special bonus fic ( for this event being late ) on December 31st !! titled, 𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐓 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐘𝐄𝐓?

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[scotianostra]

St John's Kirk Perth.

The oldest church in the Fair City started life back in the early I lth century. This was about 200 years before the town was granted the status of royal burgh in 1208. St John's Toun would go on to give it's name the their football team, St Johnstone.

The church was largely rebuilt in 1448 and just over a hundred years later John Knox preached here kindling the Protestant Reformation in Scotland.

The burgh's graveyard surrounded the kirk until it became completely full in 1580. Five hundred years of burials raised the ground, that's why you have to step down into the kirk, you wonder how many bodies lie beneath your feet as you walk around the perimeter.

St John's Kirk was first mentioned in 1126 and it's first incarnation completed in 1241.

A new choir was added to the building in 1440 and more improvements up to about 1448.

During the Reformation, the angry congregation destroyed all forty altars to saints in the kirk and the 4 monasteries around Perth, more on the Monasteries to come!

After the Reformation, St John's was partitioned when the parish was split into three congregations. The kirk was remodelled in 1923.

What you see today was reestored by Sir Robert Lorimer, who also designed the Thistle Chapel in St Giles on The Royal Mile, which I posted pics of a few days ago, and the Scottish National War Memorial, which I posted about yesterday in Scottish & Proud, as it was officially opened on July 14th 1927.

Part of the old church was torn down to improve traffic flow as the City flourished during the Georgian era.

It's a fine church, but my favourite item in the building is in the fourth pic, it's a collection box. Called a 'Sanct Eloys Offerand Stok" it would once have sat on the altar of The Hammer men Incorporation for donations to be received for the poor.

The "Stok" was mentioned in The Hammermen Incorporation minutes as early as the Year 1518, but is thought to be about a hundred years older, so this simple wee box survived the reformation and the centuries since.

Much more photies to come!

[masterdetectivexx]

Hi mtx hope you are doing well

what are your thoughts on last case? who do you think that old woman and who she is focus on is it amuro or conan? and what abt the baby is it possible for him to be KARASUMA ?!!

File 1126-1128 Review

I think this latest case was very refreshing, similar to the Butler shinkansen case, where we revisited classic DC mystery themes and settings that aren't often used. You immediately get a classic kidnapping case with the added trait of a seemingly gory and highstake threat from the start through the reveal of a head in a jar (File 1126).

The twist that the gory atmosphere was ultimately a fakeout is such a callback to the very old Ayumi kidnapping case (File 83), where the head she was stuck with was a prop as well. It was also a neat trick on how to create the illusion of a 3D head out of a 2D paper.

The trick of opening a lock with a mini-explosion using matchsticks (File 1128) was also quite genius and I hadn’t thought of such a way to actually work (as expected of Gosho).

Another revisited theme was Masumi and her protective and watchful gazes against anyone with potentially ill intent towards Conan, which I always love to see more of. Her noticing Amuro's nosiness towards Conan (File 1126) took me immediately back to Yusaku cold case in Bourbon arc (File 814), where she started glaring the same way towards Subaru after he alluded to figuring out Conan's true identity discreetly.

As for whether her eventually revealing to Conan, that Amuro is investigating him (File 1128), is gonna lead to any actions from Conan's side is all up in the air. Since Conan already views Amuro as an ally, he most likely wouldn't be too concerned of it, since unlike his Bourbon worries in File 1009 (after his recent Kudo Shinichi publicity) he has no reason to suspect the BO is onto Edogawa Conan.

One thing I somewhat got right was something I speculated in regards to one of the suspects that Ran and Sonoko found so familiar. I had speculated that Kanamaru was an employee who has worked in Poirot since before Amuro & Masumi intro, based on the clues that were given in File 1127 (Knowledge on behind-the-counter, familarity, etc).

I was convinced, but mainly hopeful, that we were finally getting the reveal of the mysterious never-appearing owner of Café Poirot. It seems however unfortunately that, while the line of thought was correct, it was rather a former employee who covered for the owner when he was hospitalized in the past (File 1128).

It was however cool to learn that Kanamaru had previously appeared as a background Poirot employee in the anime, making his general design and official manga debut pretty cohesive in the DC franchise.

Now... as for the important question of yours, who is the old lady that looked unique in how she appeared as a witness with a mysterious toddler in a stroller and who also appeared once again at the very end...?

She is none other than: Karasuma Renya's mother pushing her shrunken Boss son in a stroller!!!

Jokes aside, she did pretty much catch every other fan's attention the moment she appeared and it was a running joke that the boss has finally made his appearance xD

As for what I really think, I'm not really entertaining the idea that the Boss would have first of all shrunken into a younger age than our main protagonist (a 7-year-old), since it would lose any air of suspending disbelief and start becoming more comical than serious (especially since a toddler boss would be too vulnerable as a threat). The old lady also looked quite generic for a character design, which of course doesn't need to mean she isn't important, but it does ultimately lessen the chance that she is a major player in the story. What I however entertained was the possibility that she could be another named, but unrevealed, old woman character in the story, who has the best timing to appear in this stage of the ongoing plot. I'm talking about Haneda Kohji's mother, Haneda Ichiyo.

Considering that Gosho is very likely already setting up the introduction of Haneda Yasuharu (Kohji's named father in the marriage registration in File 947) through the mystery of Vader (respirator elder), it couldn’t be more fitting to have the also-named wife being setup to get introduced in such a discreet way that once she eventually appears in association with Vader (assuming it's Haneda Yasuharu), it will leave a bigger and better impression on the reader than a simple worthless appearance of a new character.

As for her motives for appearing around Poirot Café, it could be that similar to Vader, who this old lady is actually being watchful of is neither Conan nor Amuro, but rather Sera Masumi. Vader has had his eyes on Masumi and Mary (which again fits with him being Yasuharu) and seemingly realized that Akai Mary has become a middle-schooler (File 1096), so in a similar fashion, this could be Gosho sprinkling in some hidden continuation of that plot thread, but with the twist being that Ichiyo (Kohji's mother) is trying to confirm her husband's (Vader/Yasuharu) crazy findings by borrowing one of her housemaids' baby as a part of her cover as a passerby, rather than glamorously appearing in a vintage/expensive car that shows her status of being from the powerful Haneda family.

The ending of the chapter had a sidenote mentioning that many premonitions were swirling around Café Poirot, which is ultimately enough that it is referring to what Masumi brought up about Conan being investigated by Amuro, but it could also indeed covertly be including the looming old lady literally outside the Café hearing the rom-com commotion inside. What is however the most exciting is that the awaited Osaka Heizuha likely-confession case in Naniwa has been teased even in the to-be-continued note to be the next big 5-chapter case coming in Aug 7. I can't wait to finally see more development of not only the main characters of this stage (Heiji & Kazuha) but also Rum arc's new stars of this subplot that have thoroughly been a joy to follow (Momiji and Muga).

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[garricks4thwingqueen]

Always Yours: Part 2

Liam and Raelynn spend their last night together in their foster home. No Major trigger warnings besides swearing and slight and NSFW

    Part 2 

                                              Raelynn’s POV

Word Count: 1126

     “Liam.” I giggled softly as he bit at the nap of my neck, before getting up. The spot that he knew all too well can do so much damage to me. He took our letters and quills, putting his in the bottom of my rucksack and mine in the bottom of his. Hopefully where they'll stay for eternity untouched. “What did you write about?” He asked, getting back in bed and crawling on top of me, nuzzling his head under my chin. “And I thought we weren’t going to discuss the details Mairi.” “Hmm that was until I wiped a tear from your cheek.” I sighed. “There was something; Something that I hope would not be the first time you knew or saw it.” “Oh.” he questioned letting one hand wander until it rested on my clit, rubbing light circles. “There may have been something similar in mine also.”  He breathed out after pulling on my nipple with his teeth. “Is that so?” I questioned looking up into his blue eyes and running my tongue across his lower lip. “Ok on the count of three we both say what that thing was.” He said in a low voice that was starting to get a little raspy. “Liam James Mairi.” I said ever so quietly. “Raelynn Ember Riorson.” He breathed out in a quiet whisper, his frame towering over mine, his lower half starting to push slightly against mine. We took that as our count of three more like fifteen now: “I love you.” We both breathed out with a sigh of relief as his lips aggressively found mine. We paused for a breath of air; Liam resting his head on my bare chest as I pulled him closer to me as if that was even possible as I rested my chin on his head. “Li.” I breathed out quietly after I placed a kiss on his soft blonde hair. “Yeah baby?” He responded as he flipped us around ever so gracefully so that my head was now buried into his chest. Good I thought to myself at least I can try and hold my tears back so he can't see them. “No sweets this time?” I giggled as that was his usual name for me or something to do with it anyways. “Hmm. You're officially mine now soooo, I figured it was fitting. Raes, what's wrong?” he said softly lifting my chin up again wiping my tears away probably for the 5th time tonight. “Can't we just stay here or run somewhere entirely different? Rather than face what we have to face tomorrow? I'm scared as hell Li, I'm scared of not making it across, I'm scared of losing you and making it across and it's only the beginning.” “Raelynn, I'm scared too baby girl. It's going to be ok and we get to see everyone again. We've got this my love.” “Don't let go of me.” I breathed out barely above a whisper, tracing the lines of his rebellion Relic. “Never. I never would even dream of it. And as much as I'd like to fuck you again right now it's also almost 1:00 am and we both need our rest for tomorrow. You know your brother would beat the shit out of me if he thought I wasn't taking care of you properly.” I chuckled softly as Liam adjusted ourselves in the way we always feel asleep every night. He was a side sleeper so he always propped himself on his right side just enough so that I could still lay my head on his chest. Our legs also interconnected each other's, Liam wrapping one arm behind me instead of the usual two tonight the other held on to my hand as his thumb moved ever so slightly over the back of it. “I love you, Liam James.” I said reaching up and placing a soft kiss on his lips; which he returned with a little bit of playfulness. “Goodnight Love, I'm glad you're mine now. Well officially, I love you.” He whispered and added “It's going to be ok I promise.”

                                                        Liam’s POV

 I Looked down and smiled as I noticed my girl had already fallen asleep. I placed a soft kiss on the top of her head, praying to Malek that he doesn’t take either of us tomorrow. Even though I had to be strong for both of us, Rae  was right, tomorrow was only the beginning if we made it across. Already knowing that Xaden, Bodhi, Garrick and Imogen made it and Garrick and Xaden surviving 2 years already halfway through and Bodhi and Imogen their first year gave me that sense of hope and strength that I needed to gather for the both of us. The last time we heard from any of them was Xaden’s letter about a week ago. Reminding us to find Bodhi after we crossed and to stay by Bodhi and Imogen for the rest of the day. My letter had more details then Rae’s did I know that. We shared what we needed out of each of the letters we got from anyone. Xaden didn’t put anything lightly in mine and I knew he was doing it to protect his little sister. If she ever found out that he killed someone their first year for bullying Garrick; I sighed to myself knowing how much she’d worry about them not being there herself. Xaden made it clear for us to remain together as we would be targeted as all 6 of us are; but he stressed the fact that we shouldn't be seen in more then a group of 3 at a time as it suppressed general Melgrans basically fortune telling signet. I looked at the clock it was almost 3:00 am “Shit” I cursed lightly holding Rae closer to me, so much for my fucking sleep tonight. “You really let your mind wander, Mairi.” I whispered to myself burying my face into my girl's hair, taking in her scent as if to memorize it one more time just in case. She always smelled of warm vanilla mixed with a mild lavender. On the other hand Rae  always said that I smelled like balsam and lilac with a hint of cashmere. I forced my eyes shut trying to block my wandering thoughts to at least get a solid hour if not hopefully two before we had to depart tomorrow.  

I felt the softest kiss on my lips in the morning darkness. “Good morning sexy.” I whispered. “Good morning love.” She said in a sleepy voice that ended in a yawn. “Are you ready for today?” Her grumbling into my chest was the only response that I received. “It’s gonna be ok love.” I whispered. 

[art-mirrors-art]

Prince Mrigank Consults an Astrologist with a Divine Mirror, an Illustration from Dvadasa Bhava (watercolor with golden inserts on paper, c.1600s) The illustration is from the Persian translation of an ancient Sanskrit text known as Dvadasa Bhava (Twelve Existences). The narrative is focused on Vikramanka who could be interpreted as either the Gupta king Chandragupta II (c. 380-415 AD) or alternatively the Western Chalukyan king Vikramaditya VI (c .1076-1126 AD). Prince Mrigank is one of the main characters in the narrative.

[nymphrasis]

Ok so I've decided to do the math on how many exactly I will need to make ;;w;;

Total to work without forms ( Variants like Alolan Vulpix are counted for here. Variants 100% are added! ): 1080 Total to work without the G&M ( With forms ): 1126 Total to work with the G&M ( With forms ): 1204 Total to work with the G&M ( Without forms ): 1158

And, well... Admittedly without forms, 1080 sounds the best xd. I am half and half, because I still wanna do Eevee x Furfrou of different types ( And Alcremie x Eevee of different types too. Only different sweets ) qwq I'll think more on it!

[timeless-fanfic]

loved the Gaius imagine thank youu🩷🩷 Can I request another idk I love himm lol umm maybe platonic but him talking to a Jewish women hmm maybe about Jesus

An Unexpected Conversation

Word Count: 1126

Gaius x (Platonic) Reader

Note: Thank you for requesting! He wasn't particularly my favorite character before; but, the more I write for him, the more I love him!

The sun was beginning its descent, casting a warm, golden light across the dusty streets of Capernaum. The day had been long, filled with the usual hustle and bustle of the market, the exchange of goods, and the whispered conversations about the latest news. As I made my way through the narrow streets, I couldn’t help but notice the Roman centurion, Gaius, standing near the well, his posture as rigid and authoritative as ever.

I had seen him many times before, a figure of authority and order in our town, but today, something in his demeanor seemed different. He wasn’t commanding soldiers or dealing with disputes. Instead, he appeared to be lost in thought, his eyes focused on something far beyond the walls of Capernaum.

Curiosity got the better of me. I approached him slowly, hesitant to interrupt whatever thoughts he was lost in. But before I could decide whether to speak or walk away, his eyes shifted, and he noticed me.

“Good evening,” he said, his voice calm, almost gentle—a stark contrast to the commanding tone I was accustomed to hearing from Roman soldiers.

“Good evening, Gaius,” I replied, surprised by the softness in his greeting. “You seem deep in thought.”

He smiled faintly, a rare expression for someone in his position. “Yes, I suppose I am. This town… it’s different from others I’ve been stationed in.”

I nodded, unsure of where this conversation was leading. “Capernaum is special. There’s something about it… the people, the history.”

“And now,” Gaius added, “there’s Jesus.”

His mention of Jesus caught me off guard. I had heard rumors, of course, about the Roman soldiers taking an interest in the man from Nazareth, but to hear Gaius speak of Him so openly was surprising.

“What do you know of Him?” I asked cautiously, wondering what a Roman centurion could possibly think of the man so many of us had begun to follow.

Gaius shifted slightly, his armor clinking with the movement. “More than I expected to. He’s… unlike anyone I’ve ever encountered.”

“How so?” I pressed, intrigued by his admission.

“He speaks with authority, but not the kind that comes from a sword or a crown. It’s… different. People listen to Him, and not just because they fear Him. They listen because they believe in what He says.” Gaius paused, as if choosing his next words carefully. “I’ve seen Him heal the sick, and not just with herbs or potions, but with a touch, with words. It’s as if He carries something… divine.”

I felt a shiver run down my spine. Hearing Gaius describe Jesus in such a way stirred something in me—something between awe and fear. “You sound like you believe in Him,” I said, almost in disbelief.

Gaius looked at me, his gaze steady. “I don’t know if belief is the right word. I’ve served Rome all my life, trained to believe in the strength of the empire, the power of the gods we worship. But Jesus… He challenges that. He speaks of a kingdom that isn’t built on power or fear, but on something greater.”

“Love,” I whispered, recalling the many teachings I had heard from Jesus.

Gaius nodded. “Yes. And it’s not the kind of love we’re taught to value in Rome. It’s… selfless, patient, enduring.”

I studied him for a moment, trying to reconcile the man before me with the image I had of Roman soldiers—tough, unyielding, focused only on their duty. Yet here he was, speaking of love and a kingdom of peace.

“You sound conflicted,” I observed.

Gaius sighed, running a hand through his short-cropped hair. “I suppose I am. I’ve spent my life serving an empire that prides itself on conquest and power, yet here in this small town, I’ve encountered a man who wields a power I can’t comprehend—a power that doesn’t come from violence or fear, but from something far more… pure.”

I couldn’t help but feel a sense of empathy for him. Despite our differences—his being a Roman and me a Jew—there was something about his struggle that resonated with me. We were all trying to make sense of who Jesus was and what He represented.

“What will you do?” I asked softly.

Gaius shook his head. “I don’t know. My duty is to Rome, to Caesar. But every time I hear Jesus speak or see the way He touches the lives of those around Him, I wonder if there isn’t something more—something beyond the empire, beyond the life I’ve known.”

There was a long silence between us as we both contemplated his words. The sun had dipped lower, casting long shadows across the ground. The market was quiet now, the day’s activities winding down.

“I can’t pretend to understand what you’re going through,” I finally said, breaking the silence. “But I know that Jesus sees something in everyone He meets. He doesn’t look at us the way others do. Maybe… maybe He sees something in you too, something worth saving.”

Gaius looked at me, his expression unreadable. “Do you think He could forgive someone like me?”

I hesitated, not because I doubted Jesus’ capacity for forgiveness, but because I had never thought about it from the perspective of a Roman centurion. “I think He could forgive anyone who truly seeks it,” I said carefully. “But that’s not a question I can answer for you. It’s something you’ll have to decide for yourself.”

He nodded slowly, as if weighing my words. “Thank you,” he said quietly. “I didn’t expect to have this conversation today, but… I’m glad we did.”

“Me too,” I replied, offering him a small smile. “It’s strange, isn’t it? How Jesus brings people together who might never have spoken otherwise.”

Gaius chuckled softly. “Yes, it is. Perhaps that’s part of His power—bringing together people from different worlds, different beliefs, and showing them that there’s more that unites us than divides us.”

The sky was now a deep orange, the last light of the day fading into twilight. I knew I should be heading home, but I felt a strange sense of peace, standing there with Gaius, sharing in the uncertainty and hope that Jesus had brought into our lives.

“Whatever path you choose,” I said finally, “I hope you find the answers you’re looking for.”

“Thank you,” Gaius replied, his voice sincere. “And you as well.”

With a final nod, I turned to leave, my thoughts swirling with the unexpected conversation. As I walked away, I couldn’t help but feel that something had shifted, not just in Gaius, but in me too. Jesus had a way of touching lives in the most unexpected ways, and today was no exception. Perhaps that was His greatest miracle of all.

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Not All Missions

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/otws90c by iamacebitches That moment when something bad happens and you can't ignore being in love anymore. OR The fifth part of my gender bent DC alternate universe (don't need to read previous parts, but I'd be thrilled if you do), the which friends with whom you can bitch about your feeling get some appreciation. Words: 1126, Chapters: 1/5, Language: English Series: Part 5 of Genderbent DC Fandoms: DCU Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/F, F/M, Multi Characters: Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent, Diana (Wonder Woman), Selina Kyle, Lois Lane, James "Jimmy" Olsen, Oliver Queen, Dinah Lance, Hal Jordan (Green Lantern), Barry Allen, J'onn J'onzz Relationships: Clark Kent/Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent & Lois Lane & James "Jimmy" Olsen, Selina Kyle & Bruce Wayne, Diana (Wonder Woman) & Clark Kent & Bruce Wayne Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Gender Changes, Magic, Canon-Typical Violence, Flirting, Bruce Wayne Needs Therapy, Hurt Clark Kent, Attempt at Humor, Other Additional Tags to Be Added read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/otws90c

[sir-thisisadndserver]

Motherly Talks

Pairing: Marcus Moreno & female!reader

WC: 1126

Rating: fluff, angst

Tags: reader and Marcus call Missy baby bear, established marriage, teen angst, reader has Mama bear instincts

Prompt: You and Marcus are married, you’ve been in Missy’s life ever since she was born. (You guys married years after her mom died) Missy comes home from school in tears after being made fun of for not having powers. Marcus is working late. Poor baby is drowning in self-doubt. She feels that not having any powers is disappointing to both of her Heroic parents, no matter how much they reassure her that they are proud of her. And yes I did use Abileen's mantra for Mae Mobley from The Help but I added my own stuff to it.

“UGGGHHHH!!!” is the shriek you hear, coming after a slam of the front door. Both which make you jump out of your skin while trying to plan dinner for your little family. You had only just gotten off the phone with Marcus, he had to stay late at HQ. Mama-bear instincts quickly kick in after the initial shock wears off. “Missy, what happened honey?” you ask her, trying to tread lightly so as to not anger her more. *cue dramatic teenage sigh* “People happened, Mom” she growls, while looking at her feet so as to not let you see the tears of frustrated defeat in her eyes. “What people, honey? People at school?” you pressed on, being gentle so as not to ‘poke the bear’ as Marcus would say. “God. It’s not a big deal! Why do you care so much?!” she shot, storming off to her room.

Now normally, you would press more to try and figure out what was upsetting her so much, but knowing that she tended to lash out when cornered like that, you opted to instead order from her favourite pizza place and give her some space, until she had calmed down a bit.

*30 mins later*

After the pizza had arrived, you went about setting some aside for Marcus to eat when he got home, as well as setting a plate with extra garlic bread; your peace offering to Missy. You set yourself a plate, and set off to Missy’s room, somehow managing to gently knock on her door despite balancing two plates full of food.

“Come in…” came Missy’s quiet voice. The fact that she wasn’t yelling was somewhat of a good sign, but you knew in your gut that she was still hurting from whatever happened today. Pushing the door open with your hip, you entered Missy’s room, balancing your two plates with both hands. Missy was sitting on her bed, hugging her knees. “Hey baby bear. Hungry?” you asked gently, sitting on the edge of her bed.

“Thanks,” she mumbled, lifting her head just enough to accept the outstretched plate. You both just sat for a bit, quietly munching on your food. As you sat, you watched her, scanning her body language for her tells that she’s ready to talk. Upon doing so, you noticed that she had donned her favorite of Marcus’ hoodies- something she did only when she was anxious- which dwarfed her small figure.

After what felt like hours, and the plates were cleared away, she piped up. “Kids at school,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “They were making fun of me for not having powers”, she continued, refusing to make eye contact with you. “How so?” you asked, tucking her hair behind her ear. “They kept saying that I was a disappointment to you and Dad, since you both have powers and I don’t” she continued, shifting in her spot on the bed, “I didn’t listen to them at first but then they brought up my birth mom…”.

At the last word, she turned her head to face you, which showed her puffy, red eyes from crying. “They-“ she stammered, her lips starting to quiver, “they said that my birth mom would be disappointed in me”. she whispered, the harsh words echoing in her mind. “Oh honey…” you said, immediately pulling her into your lap. The action broke the final barrier Missy had up and sent her into another fit of sobs, burying her face into your neck, her thin arms wrapping around your neck in an attempt to bring you closer to her.

“Shhhh, it’s okay baby bear”, you whispered, stroking her hair while rubbing her back and placing gentle kisses on her forehead. “I’ve got you”. you assured her, pushing your anger at the kids down.

*10 minutes later*

After continuous minutes of soothing Missy, her sobs eventually slowed and became soft sniffles. “Why would they say that, Mom?” she whispered, her words muffled by her face still being nuzzled into your neck.

“Say what?”, a familiar voice said. “Hey honey”, you said, shifting Missy so that you could look at your husband better. “Bad day at school”, you mouthed, trying not to move her too much.

“Want me to tell him, baby bear?” you whispered to Missy, wanting for Marcus to know, but also wanting to respect Missy’s current state. “No, it’s okay. I’ll tell him”, she said, her voice hoarse from crying. She turned to face her dad, still not moving from her spot in your lap. As she began to re-tell the events of the school day, Marcus sat on the end of the bed across from the two of you, giving her a hand to hold.

After Missy had finished talking, the three of you sat in silence for a few moments. “Honey, you know that stuff isn’t true, right?”, asked Marcus, his chocolate eyes glistening with sadness at seeing his daughter in distress. “I know, Dad. But it just hurt a lot. And I got in my head about it and couldn’t help but start to think that it could be”, she rambled, breathing out a sigh of relief.

“Missy, you know that we could never be disappointed in you. I can’t speak for your birth mom, but I have a feeling that she would be very proud of the person you’ve become”, you said calmly, wiping the tears from her cheeks, “While you may not have magnetic powers like your dad, or shield powers like me, you do have a power. You have the biggest heart of anyone I’ve ever met, and always find a way to be nice to everyone you meet.” you finish, Marcus beaming at you from behind Missy’s head. That seemed to be what she needed to hear, as a smile started to form.

“What do we always say to you?”, you asked, still stroking her hair. “You are kind. You are smart. You are important. You are loved”. she said, smiling at the mantra you had recited to her since she was old enough to talk. “That’s right baby bear”, added Marcus, pulling the both of you into his arms, “and that hasn’t changed. Never has, never will.” he said, giving each of you a kiss on the forehead.

[simmancy]

🎶✨when u get this u have to put 5 songs u actually listen to, and publish. then, send this ask/tag 10 of your favorite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool) ✨🎶

thanks you for the tag @moveobjects!!! I took these out of my current On Repeat on Spotify... and also added my favorite lyric in each song 🥰

1126 by Halsey (I won’t die for love but ever since I met you, you could have my heart and I would break it for you)

Ring Ding Dong by SHINee (*jonghyun voice* BABEEEEEEEEEEE)

Love From the Other Side by Fall Out Boy (I never go, oh, I just want to be invited)

Would’ve, Could’ve, Should’ve by Taylor Swift (I can’t let this go, I fight with you in my sleep)

DAHLIA by (G)I-DLE (No matter what they say, I’ll choose to love you anyway)

I’m so rarely on that I don’t know who has done this, but I fill tag away anyway because I can: @bluupxels @bastardtrait @samssims @incandescentsims @monets-pixels @bumblingbunny @glimmerstonesims @frizzyfruitydrink @simmeasurable @siminycricket