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Hi I wanted to ask if you could write about Toby form scorpion (2014 TV) I haven't seen anything about him and until now I only saw Walter and Silvester on your master list.

Could be anything about him, maybe reader coming into the garage bche forgot somthing, or bc I love him and happy together, maybe poly!reader with the both of them?

PS love ur writting

Garage Kisses

Toby Curtis x Reader x Happy Quinn

It had been a slow day at Scorpion headquarters so they group decided to take a break and catch up on some personal projects. Walter had decided to go to the library to grab some reading materials for a project hebwas working on for Ralph. Sylvester had left earlier to catch the release of the newest comic book he had been waiting for. Paige was spending the day with Ralph and Cabe was off doing who knows what at who knows where.

That left (Y/N), Toby, and Happy alone in HQ. Something that made (Y/N) very happy. It had been a while since they had time to themselves where it was just the three of them. Someone or something was always coming up and interrupting them.

(Y/N) had spent the morning by themselves, watching their favorite show and enjoying a calm breakfast before leaving in search of their partners. They checked the kitchen and living areas first, hoping to maybe catch Toby sneaking a snack.

With no luck, they checked upstairs. Happy was known to snag tools she needed from her friends without asking. (Y/N) wouldn't be surprised if she was stealing something from Walter to work on her motorcycle.

(Y/N) looked around and called out Happy's name. No luck. Once again.

Motorcycle. If (Y/N) thought that Happy might steal from Walter to use on her motorcycle, then she's probably in the garage. (Y/N) smacked themselves in the forehead. Of course she'd be in the garage. Should've checked there first.

(Y/N) raced downstairs and made their way to the garage. Sure enough, they could hear Happys music coming from the radio and the soft chatter of the two people they loved most.

They pushed open the door and grinned, seeing Toby sitting on Happy's workbench, fiddling with her tools, and Happy sitting on the ground, tinkering on her bike.

"Well, howdy. I was wondering when you were gonna show up," Toby exclaimed, throwing open his arms for a hug.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, but I wanted to enjoy a nice breakfast without any shenanigans." (Y/N) walked over and slid themself in between Toby's arms.

"Us? Shenanigans? I don't think so sweetheart," Toby teased.

(Y/N) rolled their eyes and stepped back. "What are you working on, Happy love?"

Happy looked up from her work and smiled. "Just doing some basic maintenance. The last ride didn't feel as smooth as it should've been. Wanna make sure there's nothing wrong."

(Y/N) leaned down and pressed a kiss to Happy's head, careful not to disrupt her movements as she continued working on her bike.

"Where are my kisses? Or is a hug all I get?" Toby said, hopping off the workbench.

(Y/N) shook their head and made their way back over to Toby. "Geez, you're like a puppy."

"Adorable? Smart? Cute?" Toby listed, grabbing (Y/N) by the waist.

(Y/N) leaned up and brushed a kiss against their boyfriends lips. "Clingy."

Toby pouted as Happy laughed. "They've got you there, sweetcheeks."

(Y/N) kissed Toby again, giggling as he chased their lips.

"Whatever. You'd be miserable without me, admit it."

(Y/N) looked back at Happy, smiling. "Maybe just a little."

Toby kissed their cheeks and swung them around so their back hit his chest. They stood like for a while, watching their girlfriend work and cracking jokes.

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The Outsiders + Book Quotes

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Make the most of the next two months

Get all your vaccines

Travel while we have a functioning DOT

Read and buy books on feminism, anti-racism, pro-lgbt

Attend drag shows

Don't skip any of your classes

Read and buy history books

Find your out-of-state networks

Learn to carry cash

Get birth control solutions

Support the Biden/Harris administration

Postpone large purchases and save money

Be careful of what you say online, like un-ambiguous attacks against the incoming administration, especially in spaces that contain your full name or personal information

Feel free to add on.

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should I do some outsiders x reader oneshots? I like reading everyone else's stories so maybe I should add some of my own?

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sometimes i wonder how a writer would describe me if i were a character in a book

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Underbelly

Underbelly

The city I live in is one of those popular tourist destinations. It’s an old city, one with a rich history, full of beautiful architecture, and a plethora of sightseeing attractions. Most importantly, though, it’s a clean city. For the most part, at least. People always forget the dirty network of tunnels that make up the city’s underbelly: the sewers.

That’s where I work. Times have changed, of course. When people hear you’re working in the sewers, they presume you wade through shit and sewage all day, but they couldn’t be more wrong. These days, we’re mostly working with machinery and robots. It’s rare that we actually have to set foot in the tunnels ourselves.

About a week ago was one such day. Our equipment had shown us that there was a pressure issue in one of the tunnels. To find out what exactly was wrong, my colleague Andrew and I had to go down there for a manual check-up. I hated those days. You never got used to them. Wading through those dark, sticky tunnels is not only claustrophobic, but as disgusting as it sounds. What makes it even worse is the smell.

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Hello!! I was wondering if you'd consider writing a Walter O'Brien (Scorpion) x reader oneshot where reader is also a genius and Walter's partner and has gone 'down the rabbit hole' as they call it at Scorpion (a.k.a. Hyperfocused on some project to the point of forgetting to eat/drink/sleep/interact with the outside world)

Thanks!

Fabric was strewn across the room. Ribbons, scissors, measuring tape, and thread were scattered on the floor. Needles were nestled in (Y/N)'s shirt and would occasionally stab them. But that didn't matter. All that mattered was the mannequin in front of them and the 1750s dress they were trying to recreate.

It started out as a normal day in Scorpion. Walter and his team were working downstairs on a case and (Y/N) was upstairs watching Doctor Who on the TV they convinced Walter to put in. It was about 8:30 that morning when Walter came up the stairs to let (Y/N) know they had been called away to meet Gabe somewhere-(Y/N) couldn't remember where-and gave them a small kiss on the cheek before leaving.

The base was quite except for episode (Y/N) was watching. It was one of their favorites, The Girl In The Fireplace. As they watched, they couldn't help but admire the dress Madame de Pompadour wore every time she was on screen.

It can't be that hard to make a dress like that, (Y/N) thought to themselves. So they got to work. They found a nearby fabric store and rushed over. Searching through the seas of fabric, they couldn't find the right materials for the dress. They finally gave in and asked a worker, who was glad to help. Together they found the right fabric and the right colors. The employee took the fabric to the registers while (Y/N) found a sewing kit, a sewing machine, and a mannequin.

At last they had all that they needed and they went back to Scorpion. They lugged the materials into the base and set them on the floor. (Y/N) rushed upstairs with the fabric, missing the clock that read 11:49 a.m. It took them three trips to get everything upstairs but they weren't ready to stop now.

They grabbed the fabric and scissors and began to cut. Hours went by as (Y/N) cut, sewed, cut again. Carefully placing each piece of fabric and pinning it down. There was blood on the fabrics and some on the scissors from the amount of times (Y/N) had poked themselves with a needle. Tired of losing their pin cushion, they had resorted to sticking them in their pants and shirt. Their laptop was open to almost twenty different websites about what fabric was used in 18th century France, patterns, Doctor Who trivia, how to sew videos and other things (Y/N) thought they might need.

It was 1:24 in morning when Walter and his team came home. They were exhausted from the running and fighting after trying find the missing painting from the local art gallery. The base was quite except for the sound of curses and a sewing machine.

"Is (Y/N) still awake?" Paige asked, looking upstairs.

"Gotta be. Unless someone broke in," Toby said.

Walter started moving towards the staircase. "I'll check it out. Paige, will you heat up some food? I have an idea of what's going on."

Paige nodded and headed towards their makeshift kitchen. Sylvester went with her while Happy and Toby made their way to the couch.

Walter glanced around at the mess covering the entire upstairs area. He looked over at (Y/N), the paused TV show, and smiled. He gently placed a hand on (Y/N)'s shoulder.

They jerked and twirled to face the intruder, wielding a needle for protection. Walter lifted his hands in surrender, the smile not leaving his face.

"Walter! Don't do that!" (Y/N) exclaimed, dropping the needle.

"Sorry, my intention wasn't to scare you. How long have you been working on this?"

(Y/N) looked at clocked. "I.... don't know. I was watching Doctor Who when you left and I wanted to try making Madame de Pompadour's dress so I went shopping and I've been working since."

Walter sighed. "You haven't taken a break." It wasn't a question but (Y/N) nodded.

"Come, Paige is heating up some food and after you eat we can take a shower and go to bed."

"That sounds nice but I just realized I really have to pee so I will join you downstairs shortly." Without waiting for a response, (Y/N) hightailed it to the nearest bathroom while Walter started making his way downstairs.

"Where's (Y/N)?" Happy asked, watching her boss come down without his partner.

"Bathroom. They got stuck in the rabbit hole."

The team nodded in understanding. There had been plenty of times that they got stuck in that hyperfixation and needed someone to pull them out.

(Y/N) came down not too long after and wrapped their arms around their boyfriend. "Thanks for taking care of me."

Walter pulled (Y/N) in closer and pressed a kiss to the top of their head. "I'll always look after you."

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Boop boop motherfuckers!

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Reblog if your blog is boopable-safe so you can get all the (probably new) achievements. I don’t care about notes I just want boops

[attemptingwriter]

Hello!! I was wondering if you'd consider writing a Walter O'Brien (Scorpion) x reader oneshot where reader is also a genius and Walter's partner and has gone 'down the rabbit hole' as they call it at Scorpion (a.k.a. Hyperfocused on some project to the point of forgetting to eat/drink/sleep/interact with the outside world)

Thanks!

Fabric was strewn across the room. Ribbons, scissors, measuring tape, and thread were scattered on the floor. Needles were nestled in (Y/N)'s shirt and would occasionally stab them. But that didn't matter. All that mattered was the mannequin in front of them and the 1750s dress they were trying to recreate.

It started out as a normal day in Scorpion. Walter and his team were working downstairs on a case and (Y/N) was upstairs watching Doctor Who on the TV they convinced Walter to put in. It was about 8:30 that morning when Walter came up the stairs to let (Y/N) know they had been called away to meet Gabe somewhere-(Y/N) couldn't remember where-and gave them a small kiss on the cheek before leaving.

The base was quite except for episode (Y/N) was watching. It was one of their favorites, The Girl In The Fireplace. As they watched, they couldn't help but admire the dress Madame de Pompadour wore every time she was on screen.

It can't be that hard to make a dress like that, (Y/N) thought to themselves. So they got to work. They found a nearby fabric store and rushed over. Searching through the seas of fabric, they couldn't find the right materials for the dress. They finally gave in and asked a worker, who was glad to help. Together they found the right fabric and the right colors. The employee took the fabric to the registers while (Y/N) found a sewing kit, a sewing machine, and a mannequin.

At last they had all that they needed and they went back to Scorpion. They lugged the materials into the base and set them on the floor. (Y/N) rushed upstairs with the fabric, missing the clock that read 11:49 a.m. It took them three trips to get everything upstairs but they weren't ready to stop now.

They grabbed the fabric and scissors and began to cut. Hours went by as (Y/N) cut, sewed, cut again. Carefully placing each piece of fabric and pinning it down. There was blood on the fabrics and some on the scissors from the amount of times (Y/N) had poked themselves with a needle. Tired of losing their pin cushion, they had resorted to sticking them in their pants and shirt. Their laptop was open to almost twenty different websites about what fabric was used in 18th century France, patterns, Doctor Who trivia, how to sew videos and other things (Y/N) thought they might need.

It was 1:24 in morning when Walter and his team came home. They were exhausted from the running and fighting after trying find the missing painting from the local art gallery. The base was quite except for the sound of curses and a sewing machine.

"Is (Y/N) still awake?" Paige asked, looking upstairs.

"Gotta be. Unless someone broke in," Toby said.

Walter started moving towards the staircase. "I'll check it out. Paige, will you heat up some food? I have an idea of what's going on."

Paige nodded and headed towards their makeshift kitchen. Sylvester went with her while Happy and Toby made their way to the couch.

Walter glanced around at the mess covering the entire upstairs area. He looked over at (Y/N), the paused TV show, and smiled. He gently placed a hand on (Y/N)'s shoulder.

They jerked and twirled to face the intruder, wielding a needle for protection. Walter lifted his hands in surrender, the smile not leaving his face.

"Walter! Don't do that!" (Y/N) exclaimed, dropping the needle.

"Sorry, my intention wasn't to scare you. How long have you been working on this?"

(Y/N) looked at clocked. "I.... don't know. I was watching Doctor Who when you left and I wanted to try making Madame de Pompadour's dress so I went shopping and I've been working since."

Walter sighed. "You haven't taken a break." It wasn't a question but (Y/N) nodded.

"Come, Paige is heating up some food and after you eat we can take a shower and go to bed."

"That sounds nice but I just realized I really have to pee so I will join you downstairs shortly." Without waiting for a response, (Y/N) hightailed it to the nearest bathroom while Walter started making his way downstairs.

"Where's (Y/N)?" Happy asked, watching her boss come down without his partner.

"Bathroom. They got stuck in the rabbit hole."

The team nodded in understanding. There had been plenty of times that they got stuck in that hyperfixation and needed someone to pull them out.

(Y/N) came down not too long after and wrapped their arms around their boyfriend. "Thanks for taking care of me."

Walter pulled (Y/N) in closer and pressed a kiss to the top of their head. "I'll always look after you."

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I feel like this song explains a lot about my identity... it's a pretty good listen

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ok I've got a question... so I'm transmasc nonbinary, don't really wanna be a man but I'm more comfortable in masculinity rather than femininity and I'm afab.. but when it comes to relationships, if I were to have a male partner, I'd want to be his boyfriend but if I had a female partner, I'd want to be her girlfriend but at the same time I just wanna be a persons boyfriend but I don't think I'm a trans man but I want top surgery and maybe a low does of T to more masculinize myself... does this make sense? Is this normal?

Am I broken?

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hey what the actual fuck

i literally paid my bill last month and asked for an extension, which they approved. now they changed their minds. what the absolute fuck?

hi i'm equinox, i'm a multiply disabled intersex trans person who needs help saving up for my power bill. i will be calling them on monday to correct this, but i will still have to pay some of it as my bill for this month is almost due. please refer to both of the screenshots of my emails, there is clear proof that i did these things

if they allow my extension which was already confirmed, and acknowledge my prior payment,, i will have until the 16th of September to pay. if not, i have pay on the 12th.

without their lie about me not paying my bill last month, my bill this month should be $76. i will update this with a report on monday when i contact them but fornow i still need to save up the money regardless

i am immunocompromised, i deal with hypermobile ehlers-danlos and psoriatic arthritis andi just got my covid and flu vaccines yesterday so i am very tired and it has been hard to move or even stay awake. im having very bad body aches. if you'd like to help me save up for my (hopefully $76 bill), you can do so in the following ways:

cash app: $glitterGraphix pay pal: glittergraphicnightmare @ gmail. com chime: $Equinoxian venmo: $Equinoxian

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gentle reminder you can rise up from everything. you can recreate yourself. nothing is permanent. you are not stuck. you have choices. you can think new thoughts. you can learn something new. you can create new habits. all that matters is that you decide today and never look back.

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gentle reminder you can rise up from everything. you can recreate yourself. nothing is permanent. you are not stuck. you have choices. you can think new thoughts. you can learn something new. you can create new habits. all that matters is that you decide today and never look back.

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