#author has ADHD

[forbidden-sin-bin]

Wearing the Glasses

(Eminem x Reader Hc’s and drabbles)

Rated: G

Warnings: Very slight mentions of sexual urges but nothing explicit. 

Tags: Fluff, tooth rotting fluff, slice of life, drabbles, headcanons, no beta we die like men, author has no idea what they’re doing, author has ADHD, glasses kink(?), guys with glasses are extremely sexy and in this essay I will-

Notes: Yes I completely blame it on the Rock n Roll Hall of Fame ceremony for this idea. And as I post this… HAPPY SLIGHTLY BELATED 15 YEARS OF SOBRIETY EM

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It doesn’t matter how long you’ve known or been with him, seeing him wearing his glasses is not an uncommon sight. Especially when he’s reading or writing lyrics.

And lemme tell you, he does the latter. A lot. 

You’ll often catch him writing intently into his notebook with half-lidded eyes, occasionally halting to replay the word flow in his head while his hand motions in his signature style.

It’s oddly hypnotizing, despite being such a common occurrence. You find yourself stopping whatever you’re doing and watch him with awe. 

Eventually he’ll catch you staring at him with an entranced look on your face and raise a brow at you. 

Once he figures out your attraction to him wearing glasses, he’ll never let you live it down. 

Leaning down to brush his nose with yours and suddenly you’re looking into his eyes and oh boy you may or may not be sweating a lil-

When he’s not wearing them and he tries to read or focus on a particular detail, chances are he’ll start squinting that makes him look like he’s glaring. 

One time, you eventually grow tired of his peeping and just put his glasses on for him. 

The moment the frames are on and his squinting stops as he blinks and his vision is suddenly clear. You try and hold in your giggle as it reminded you of a cat.

Marshall, muttering under his breath: “I’m fuckin blind-”

And just to annoy you or for payback, he’ll take his glasses off and put them on your face. Now he’s the one holding back his amusement while you’re the one with horrible eyesight. 

UNLESS, by some wicked chance, your vision is similar to his; Then hey, that’s nearly a win-win situation! 

That, and the fact that the frames are way too big for your face, it’s just too adorable.

Over the years, he’s had to buy a few different styles - not that he really cares mind you - and usually it’s cause the lens need replacing; The prescription wears down over time. Whenever that happens, you’d be there with him as he tries on different pairs. 

“Honestly babe, you look great in any of them.” You tell him as he turns around to look at you wearing aviator-shaped frames and a grimace. 

“You sure about that?”  

He didn’t get a reply as you were bent over, trying not to bust a lung from wheezing.

“Hey babe, you seen my glasses?” “You’re wearing them on your forehead.”  “...Oh.”

One habit you’ve noticed from him: He takes off his glasses and pinches or rubs the space between his eyes. 

That’s when you know he needs a break and you let him know.

Usually he brushes it off and insists he’s fine, but he’s grateful either way for the reminder.

Eventually he’ll realize you may have a point and halts whatever he’s working on for a breather.

And let’s not forget... the one, the only: The Look.

Y’know, the part where he slightly lowers his frames just a tad and looks over them to give you that look.

Chances of you somehow not getting a sudden hormonal surge are very, very low.

[siruswhack]

Pokèmon Unbound AU where Aklove wins.

drawing isn’t enough, I need to yap. featuring mild Cirrus x Ace. part 1.

The region is destroyed. Aklove won, causing the death of millions. Such a disaster cannot be ignored, can it? Thanks to a certain time related Pokèmon, one person is sent back to the beginning, with the hopes that they’ll prevent the disaster from occurring again.

Cirrus:

Our beloved protagonist. He can’t catch a break, can he? He wakes up a week prior to the game’s events, his Pokèmon joining him in this new timeline.

A team of six fully evolved Pokèmon. A lovely Alolan Ninetales, a Garchomp named Dionysus, a fat Azumarill, the whole team is with him. Nobody can ignore him now.

He tries to convince himself that it was one giant nightmare. For six days, it was working, until his mother informed him of their new neighbors. two twin siblings and a rather old professor. Cirrus insists on being the one to greet them, bring them a present.

Melony answers the door. Introductions are formal and stiff, a basket of cookies shoved quickly into the girl’s hands. The sound of a familiar voice and a tuft of red hair have Cirrus turning and leaving with a hasty apology.

That night, he pays Zeph a visit. Follows the man home (freak), slips in through the window. He can’t be ignored if he’s standing in the man’s house.

To his credit, he tries to warn Zeph. The Ultimate Weapon is a lie, it will bring only nothing but suffering. A man named Aklove is not to be trusted. Cirrus is quickly forced out, his warning cast aside as a madman’s ramblings. Fair enough.

Oh, what is he doing? After being portaled into the Shadows’ base, he’s swift to break himself and Ace out and return to Frozen Heights. Cirrus wastes no time in flying to Bellin Town, snatching a package from their mart and back to Frozen Heights.

If the Shadows won’t listen, he has a better idea. He’s sorry, so damn sorry for what he’s doing. With a call to Articuno and a toss of a Master Ball, the first Legendary Bird is caught. He’ll keep them to himself, prevent anyone from using them.

If he prevents the main events from happening, he can prevent Aklove from ever unbinding Hoopa. At least, that’s what he’s telling himself.

Ace is particularly angry with him. His actions— they’re just so cowardly. Cirrus, time and time again, refuses to fight him head on. He knows he’s strong, he’s seen that Garchomp. What’s with everyone and trying to keep him out of the loop?

Even if they all hate him for this, Cirrus is saving them in the end. Of course, Ace is trying to stop him. The professor, Jax, and Arthur have likely registered his actions, and, worst case scenario, believe he’s with the Shadows.

Moltres. Zapdos. They’re next. And then…he doesn’t know. Perhaps he’ll confront Aklove directly. Steal away Hoopa, find a way to destroy the Ultimate Weapon. He can’t fail this time around.

Ace:

He doesn’t take it well. Melony, Cirrus, his parents, all dead. When he wakes up the day before the game’s events take place, he’s more confused than anything. Was that just some weird fever dream? It was all so real. His team of six Pokèmon on his belt only worsens the confusion. As Ace tosses his Toucannon a treat from the cupboard, Melony just seems surprised.

“Where did you get that Pokèmon? Mr. Log won’t be happy.”

“You don’t— no, it’s whatever. Just don’t tell the old man.”

“You owe me milk tea later.”

Curiosity brings him to the house of one of his new neighbors. His family just moved to this neighborhood, and if it really wasn’t some dream…he should be here. Ace doesn’t know what sort of time shenanigans he’s going through, and he wants to find out.

The silver-haired lady that answers the door is…nice enough. An awkward conversation ensues, before she turns to find the gift meant for the new neighbors. That’s when he spots him. The short boy at the bottom of the staircase, clutching onto a small, white Vulpix like it’s a lifeline.

Shit.

Cirrus’ name leaves his lips before he can stop himself. Understandably, he dashes up the stairs, Pokèmon in tow. Honestly! Why does nobody seem to remember anything? A basket of baked goods is pressed into his hands, and he’s immediately sent on his way. Weird.

It’s easy to find Marlon— the guy is just outside Frozen Heights, calling down to Articuno. So this is what Cirrus was talking about, all those months ago.

He easily defeats Marlon, who was wholly unprepared for a battle with someone as strong as Ace. As he finally recalls Tyranitar, he speaks.

“Dad.”

“…What? How do you—“

“Don’t play stupid with me…! What do you think you’re doing? Catching them isn’t going to work, it’ll kill us all.”

“You don’t understand, do you, Ace?”

“I know damn well what you’re all doing. Give me Articuno.”

“…”

The ball is dropped unceremoniously in his hands, the man’s cloak sweeping across the snow as he turns away. He can spot the man’s body twitch, conflicted between walking away and grabbing his son into a tight embrace. With great effort, Marlon descends the staircase, grunts following in tow.

“Don’t think this is over.”

[honestlyobsessed]

For those who didn't watch my shitty video:

This is Inferno, my Saturday boredom condensed into an autistic demon/Angel person.

[phoenixcatch7]

Loz fandom stop being angsty and give the daydreaming kids on big fun adventures with a cool glowing sword some actual whimsy and joy challenge

[bigcats-birds-and-books]

Books of 2024: THE SPIDER AND HER DEMONS by sydney khoo

Up next! I haven't been gravitating toward YA much lately (the hazards of being an Adult, I suppose), but this is on my writing project adjacent TBR. I do have a soft spot for teenagers hiding their monstrous tendencies, especially when the jacket copy says "hiding your true self can get you killed." Excited to see how this goes!

[nootcatt]

Fanfic writing is basically either staring at a blank document for hours and hours with just a vibe for a song based fic in your mind, or sitting down one night and then four days later you have a 44.5k words draft which is so good that you're sure you could never create something like this ever again.

And there is no in-between.

[ameles]

Enter the true main character, Pippin the Turkish Van. /j

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[grimalkinmessor]

So tired of all the fics that have Harry enjoy reading but it turns him into a snobby cynical asshole. Like reading would turn him into a different person completely. Shut the hell up maybe I just want to see him gushing over the latest fantasy series he stole from the nearest library and going absolutely fangirl insane when he sees a dragon for the first time, all while simultaneously backing as far away from his textbooks as possible and charging headfirst into a fight with a basilisk without researching a damn thing about it. LET HIM CONTINUE TO BE AN IMPULSIVE DUMBASS PLEASE I JUST WANTED HIM TO HAVE SOME COMFORT IN THE CUPBOARD LIKE DAMN ���

[jonathanbyersphd]

Rotating between Nancy down horrendous for her boyfriend & Jonathan dealing with the weight of the world has been such a time today

[speedy-scout-is-cool]

Scout how’s your attention span doing buddy? Nonexistent I assume?

Hey I got a great attention span pal Lee oh sweet engineer is cooking tonight hell yeah I hope he makes those hot dog things again

[angelic-upper-management]

Haven’t heard from you all in a bit, and I’m getting anxious that this might mean you’re whipping up a new apocalypse. Please reassure us mortals?

The Divine Plan is not for you to know, though do temporally rest assured that an apocalypse IS in the works, as per always. Your soul will be saved soon. Also Muriel logged us out.

-Micheal

[hexiewrites]

I was gone in the summer so I missed this milestone but: I've officially been in the steddie fandom a year (plus, uh, three months), and wow, what a fucking amazing year it's been

(i do want to shout out to my spouse for BEGGING me to watch this show for multiple years until i finally caved when they were away last summer, and to whoever made a steddie fanvid on tiktok, and the algorithm gods who went 'this bitch likes gay shit' and served it to me, causing my total descent into absolutely madness)

in that time (since august of 2022, and actually almost all between aug 2022-april 2023), I've:

written 16 (!!!) fics

totalling 307,294 words (holy fuck)

my three most popular fics are, by no small margin:

same as it ever was (which was only my 3rd ever steddie fic) (and which is currently being podficc'd by the amazing @n0connections!)

carve your name into my chest (my magnum opus, the steddie hockey fic, which I am still to this day absolutely blown away by the reception to. it's baby brother prequel, clean ice cold hearts can't lose, is much less popular but one of my absolute faves. can be read as a standalone, if you're into that!)

&, there'll be a riot cause i know you (proving that you're all really just here for the smut ;))

I've had other podfics made (thank you, @amanita-fierce, for the amazing pod of when they raise the landing gear (will your heart stay here)

I've gone absolutely crazy with a @thefreakandthehair prompt and accidentally wrote a hallmark movie fic that's the second longest thing I've ever done (make this inn our own), which the incredible @staymagical BOUND INTO A BOOK for me (the craziest and coolest thing that's ever happened in my fandom life, I'm not even gonna lie!) (and then my amazing beta blue bound carve into a book, but they don't have tumblr so they don't get a fun tag, but I also cried very hard about that as well)

I've gotten more fanart than I could even hope to tag, but special shoutout to @oriarts for being the first and for never failing to make me lose my mind over the way you make my fuzzy brain images come to life, and also for letting me brain spaghetti at them literally all the time, many of my fics would not exist without ori (psst if you make fanart PLEASE tag me so i can see it and cry!!!)

and I've made more friends than I ever expected, and have felt so loved and supported by this whole community. I've been part of fandom for the better part of two decades now (yikes) and have never felt so welcome, and appreciated, and I have to thank all of you for that.

I'm so excited to be back, and I'm sorry I don't have a pithy way to end this post. <3

ps. no promises, but hopefully there will be some new stuff coming down the pipeline in the next few months. hope to see you there!

[soutsuji]

There's an English class on Golden Age detective fiction being offered next semester but the prerequisite for it is the intro to literary study class required for all English majors (which I haven't taken because I'm in a hard STEM major and don't have much time for electives, which means that I have to be really picky with my electives and only go for stuff I like AND doesn't have an awful workload) and also even if I did have that prereq, I wouldn't be able to take the class because it's at the same time as one of my major reqs. And also I'll be in two labs next semester and one of them is pure hell so like I literally don't have the time to take more than 13 credit hours (as tempting as it is to keep up my streak of taking 17-18 every semester even though it's been like really pretty bad for my social life and hobbies). Sigh. (Pressing my hand wistfully against the glass) maybe someday they'll offer the class again

[kingtoyourwarlock]

Like, 6 months ago my academic article on E. M. Forster's Maurice was accepted for publishing 🥳

But now, after 6 months of getting balls deep into D. H. Lawrence for a second article, I'm being asked to add some things to the Forster one 😫 like, bruh, idk what my article was even about anymore? You fucking do that?

[giantbatbf]

Saw your tag on my stimboard and I wanted to let you know that I'm about 95% sure that BOTH Ken and his older brother were autistic. The signs were there and I'm shaking your hand so much right now. Also some people theorize that Autism has a genetic origin so it makes you wonder.

the "gifted child" -> to mental and physical breakdown -> to unmasking and accepting yourself -> to starting to perform average/poorly at things you used to excel at because you refuse to push yourself anymore, but also being visibly way happier is real!!

also yea im pretty sure there's plenty of evidence for autism being genetic so it actually makes more sense for them both to be ND

[lucky-clover-gazette]

i have the type of adhd that makes me try aggressively harder until it consumes me when it’s extremely difficult to acquire medication, instead of giving up because phone calls scary