#no books please I’m dyslexic

[gothamdorkthoughts]

Dear Redhood.

I know you just watched me collapse, scream in anguish and sorrow before standing up and continuing to work on my assignments.

I’m fine. Uh. Don’t call the bats or birds on me or whoever you’re working with.

It’s not a villain origin story. It’s just been a week. I know I’m in college. I promise it’s not for crime.

[igotfatter]

Here’s a series im starting called “ real life stories about my fat ass ex” due to popular demand.

Please note: I am not a writer and I am severely dyslexic, I am trying my best to give you guys a cohesive story with no spelling errors . ALSO we are no longer together. It was an awful break up. but I would want the stories too if I saw the transformation and I owe you all something, so I’m gonna give you what I got periodically. I’ll try to attach a few photos.

A big 410lbs

There are a few pretty hot stories I haven’t really shared before. One of the best examples of his narcissism (he’s my ex, and no matter what, he’s always going to be a narcissist to me) is when our scale didn’t go past 400 pounds. He never weighed himself regularly, but I could tell even he was starting to get nervous about his weight. He was clearly outgrowing his clothes, yet he stuck to the same brand every day. I couldn’t tell at first that he was going up in size because he kept replacing his shirts with bigger ones. However, he couldn’t replace his work shirt, and eventually, his belly got so big that he had to wear his own personal shirt underneath. That’s when I started really noticing how much weight he was gaining.

The best part, I swear, was like something straight out of fate. I’d never noticed it before, but in the building next to ours, there was this industrial scale just sitting there. It ended up being the building’s recycling scale, but it was there for anyone to use. (It was as random as im making it sound). At first, I didn’t go down there with him, but he was so excited when he weighed 410 pounds. I thought, “Really, babe? You sure about that?” It had been a while since our home scale broke, but the only joy I got from his weight sexually was observing and enabling, (in our four year relationship we had sex one time that’s where we were at ) so if he wasn’t concerned, I wasn’t going to be concerned.

What I later realized was that his “weight loss journey” was just keeping the scale from going up. As long as the number didn’t change, he could keep ordering Uber Eats while never leaving his recliner. I absolutely loved this man 80% of the time , but if I brought up his eating habits or simply walking downstairs or to the door because I was busy doing something, he became a different person if I was not serving him. And all honestly in a messed up way, I kind of got off on the domination. I accepted that his life choices were his to make, and I wasn’t going to trying to save him from himself. That’s when I decided to just love him for who he was, even if he claimed he wasn’t gaining any weight… fine.

Over the next six weeks, he went from kind of trying to limit his Uber Eats orders and making “butter dogs” (packs of hot dogs fried in lard that he snacked on throughout the day) to back to ordering Uber Eats four times a day, constantly eating in total gluttony. I noticed his clothes were fitting even worse, and he started having trouble with basic hygiene in the bathroom. I thought, “Either I’m losing my mind or something’s up.” So, after a particularly bad hygiene issue, I went down with him to the recycling scale.

This guy, who is truly brilliant when it comes to book smarts, didn’t realize that when the dial on the scale stopped at 410 pounds, it was because the scale didn’t go any higher. He had long blown past 410, That’s when we finally got a bigger scale for the house. And he was just over 500lbs

(Photo of him, making the butter dog with the shirt underneath the work)

[tibby-art]

i am straight up on my hands and knees BEGGING for more hitman au

crazy that you mention that actually because i did write another snippet a little while ago.. here’s a doodle i did to accompany it + the writing under the cut

=+=

Grian gazed out the window of the bus, soaking in the quiet evening of the city. It had been some time since he was out in public like this, since he had felt like a normal citizen going about her daily buisness. It was nice to be outside the NHO headquarters for once, free to do what she pleased. Well, sort of.

Grian wasn’t exactly free. He was allowed some free time out when there was no training, lab visits, or missions. However, she was only allowed outside the NHO with a bodyguard. Someone who could both protect him from the overstimulation of the outside world, as well as protect others from her… if he were to ever lose control of his powers, or something.

Yes, riding the bus with a former-criminal-turned-professional-hitman certainly made the whole experience feel less normal for Grian.

“It’s nice to take public transportation once in a while,” Scar mused, stretching his arms over his head. “Us vexes don’t get to do that much anymore, when we can just fly around wherever we need to go.”

“That must be so much better, though,” Grian pointed out. “You can fly wherever you want, and you don’t even have to pay the bus fare.”

“Let me tell you, Grian, flying can be so tiring,” Scar huffed. “Sometimes I’m so tired by the time we show up to a hit, we need to take a breather on the roof for a few minutes. The NHO should just let us have a car for the long missions, for goodness’ sake!”

Grian did a quick check of his surroundings. The bus was pretty empty this time of day, but she got no sense that any of the passengers were paying attention to Scar so casually talking about being a hitman. A brief tap into watcher vision didn’t show any movement from the passengers behind her, either.

“Cub’s in much better shape than me,” Scar rambled on. “Did you know that man was a professional basketball player once? Or was it golf…? Actually, I think it was both.”

The NHO didn’t deem it too urgent to send both their prized hitmen on Grian-watching duty, so Cub had stayed behind at the headquarters. Last time Grian had seen Cub, he was showing off a ring of keys to Scar, saying how he was going to get a lot of ‘research’ done that night.

“What are those keys for?” Grian asked.

“Don’t know yet,” Cub shrugged. “That’s part of the fun”.

“So… those aren’t your keys?”

Cub and Scar just grinned at her.

“….This is our stop,” Grian said.

The pair exited the bus. The Hermit City library stood before them.

“Library, huh?” Scar asked. “Do you have some overdue books from before you became a watcher or something?”

“Not so loud,” Grian scolded, glancing around a mostly empty city street. “But, no. Speaking of… that, I wanted to see if there were any books I could find on the subject.”

Scar raised an eyebrow. “Do you think a public library would have better information than what we have at the NHO?”

Grian shrugged. “It’s worth a shot.”

The library was pretty empty at this time of day. In fact, they probably closed in an hour or so. Grian had deliberately chosen a time of day where less people would be around, so that the trip was less overwhelming on his new senses. Scar had complained that he wasn’t a morning person, so they settled on the evening instead. Grian secretly was also glad she could sleep in a little.

“Geez, when’s the last time I’ve been in one of these?” Scar muttered, glancing at the countless shelves of books as they walked past.

“What, are you allergic to reading?” Grian teased.

“Well, I am dyslexic, so… sort of?”

Grian realized that for a trip to the library to do some research, she probably should have gotten Cub to come. The man literally has two science degrees, after all.

The two made their way to the front desk, where the librarian on duty appeared to be preoccupied… knitting a hand puppet of some kind?

“Well howdy there!” The librarian looked up from his work cheerfully. He had long, brown hair that was dyed neon green at the tips, matching perfectly with her pointed green glasses. “What can I help y’all with?”

“Uh, yes, um.” Grian tapped his fingers on the desk. “We were wondering if you had any books on Watchers, and where they might be?”

“Watchers, huh…” The librarian furrowed their brow. “Now that’s an obscure topic.” He swiveled his chair towards his computer to investigate further. Grian began to grow anxious with how obvious he felt they were being.

“I know, right?” Scar sighed, leaning on the desk casually. “It’s for some lame group project that’s like, a fourth of our final grade in the class.”

“Yikes! That sounds rough,” The librarian remarked as she typed on the computer. Grian tapped into his sixth sense and didn’t pick up on any feelings of suspicion from the librarian. Maybe bringing Scar was a good idea.

“Okay, well, most of these books that are coming up seem to be more on the… fantasy side,” The librarian explained after a moment of scrolling. “I know those guys are mythological beings, but you said you’re doing a research project, so I’m guessing you want something more factual…”

“Yeah, anything with information about where they came from, what they do, stuff like that.” Grian nodded. “Y’know, like if they were real.”

“Oh! Here’s something promising.” The librarian turned the monitor so that Grian and Scar could see. “This book right here seems to be a study of the tales of Watchers throughout history. Although… it looks like our only copy is checked out at the moment.”

“Really?” Grian asked. “By who?”

The librarian blinked. “Hm… y’know, I’m actually not sure if I’m supposed to like, give that information to people? Like, legally?”

“There’s another person in our group project, so we just want to know if they beat us to checking out this book,” Scar lied. “Communication in group projects, am I right?”

“Pff, yeah, that makes sense,” The librarian turned the computer back to face him. “It looks like this book is currently being borrowed by a Martyn. With a y! How fancy.”

“Ah, Martyn with a y, of course!” Scar exclaimed. “Well, now we know that Martyn has the book, right Grian?”

“Yup,” Grian agreed, mind racing.

“Hey, actually…” The librarian scrolled down on the computer some more. “You guys sure got the right person for this project. It looks like this Martyn fella has been checking this book out for a few months now?”

Grian’s eyes widened.

“Ohh, that Martyn,” Scar laughed. “Always getting the head start on things! Uh, did we need anything else, Grian?”

“Um…” Grian needed to think fast. Whoever this Martyn person was, he’s been checking the same book on Watchers out for months. Surely he has to know something about them. Grian had to speak to him. But how on earth were they going to find this person?

Grian focused on the back of the librarian’s computer monitor. For a brief moment, in her mind’s eye, he could see the content of computer screen, from the librarian’s eyes. There on the screen was a full name: Martyn Littlewood.

“Nope, that’s all,” Grian replied, blinking rapidly as he returned to his own vision.

“Great. Well, you two have a good one!” The librarian said cheerfully, and returned to their knitting.

Grian and Scar briskly made their way outside.

“Wow. So who’s this Martyn guy? I didn’t think anyone else cared about Watchers that much,” Scar began, turning to Grian. “Oh uh, Grian, you’ve got something there…” Scar pointed to his own nose, looking worried all of a sudden.

“Huh?” Grian wiped his nose on his sleeve instinctively, expecting snot. However, when he glanced at his arm he saw red.

“Ah.” At least her sweater was already red.

“What did you do in there?” Scar asked, his green eyes intense with a mix of curiosity and concern.

“I was able to get a better look at that computer, and see the guy’s last name,” Grian explained. “Martyn Littlewood. Whoever he is, he might have a ton of information about Watchers. I’ve got to find him and have a word with him.”

“Grian, you’re amazing!” Scar exclaimed, impressed. “Well, finding someone in this city should be easy enough for a Watcher.”

“Shush,” Grian glanced around the empty bus stop. “Or we could try, y’know, looking the name up online first…” Grian quickly pulled out her phone. “Ah. Found him.”

“What? You’re kidding.”

“Oh my god, Scar.”

“What?”

“Scar.” Grian held the phone out. “Martyn Littlewood is…”

“A youtuber?” Scar’s jaw dropped as he scrolled through the list of videos. “And he makes videos talking about-“

“Watchers.”

Scar stared at Grian, dumbfounded.

“Scar, I think we just found the world’s biggest, and perhaps only, Watcher fanatic,” Grian stated in disbelief. “And he lives right here in Hermit City.”

[deanbrainrotwritings]

—  i hate buffering

SUMMARY : “hey hi, could you do an imagine with Dean who is dyslexic or dyscalcic? Please I would really care <3” — anon

PAIRING :  dean winchester x fem!reader

CHARACTERS : none

WARNINGS/TAGS : explicit(18+), fluff

WORD COUNT : 826

A/N : title from a the devil wears prada song. ah, an imagine. I actually don’t know what the hell I'm doing, but I loved this as I started reading a Stephen King book in the semi-darkness and I kept reading words wrong and thinking about how difficult it would be to be dyslexic.

Dean heard your adorable giggle before he heard your footsteps coming closer to his bedroom. 

This new, long-term dating thing made his heart skip a few beats.

You were cute and compassionate, mostly, but there was so much to you than just that. The longer he spent getting to know you, the more you seemed to unexpectedly expose parts of yourself, like heated kernels turning to popcorn. 

He stopped cleaning the stuff in his bedside table’s drawer to watch you with a dimpled smile. He sat on the bed and you finally showed him what you were shyly hiding behind your back.

He blinked a few times, willing his brain to focus on the yellow sticky note and your pretty handwriting. He glanced up at you, your expectant gaze, the flush on your cheeks. Embarrassment flared up his neck and he panicked.

“I’m sorry, sweetheart,” he blurted out. You tilted your head at him as your brows twitched and your smile faded into confusion. “I'm tired, I can’t focus,” he lied, rubbing his eyes.

You thought it odd, but shrugged it off anyway.

“Oh, that’s fine,” you smiled, “it says: show me your tits, cowboy.” Dean laughed softly and you slapped the sticky note on the wall above his bed as you climbed into his lap. He instantly grabbed your waist and slowly slid his hands down to your ass. “But if you’re tired, we can just sleep… after you finish cleaning this up.” You dipped down to kiss his forehead, but he searched for your lips for a real kiss that made you warm all over. 

One of his hands slowly moved up your back until he cupped the back of your head to deepen the kiss. Before you knew it, he had you laying down on his bed and impatiently moved between your legs to kiss you harder.

You laughed against his lips and moved up the bed, never breaking the kiss until your head was properly pressed into his soft pillow. His warm, calloused hand sneaked up into your tank top, slowly lifting it, distracting you by licking into your mouth.  

His soft tongue played with yours and he gently squeezed your breast, causing your breath to hitch. He pulled away with a smirk that made you feel hotter. He removed his hand from your warm flesh to kiss down your neck and your hands moved into his soft hair. His soft lips pressed and brushed teasingly against your skin, and his careful teeth grazed your sensitive flesh. He gently pulled down the strap of your top and followed the thin strip before moving to kiss your cleavage instead.

“Fuck,” you whispered impatiently, but let him do things his way despite the fire you felt on your skin from his touch and his kiss. 

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered warmly against your skin. You smiled and hummed softly, watching him with his greedy eyes while he grabbed a handful of your ass and slipped his hand underneath your shorts. 

“You're not wearing underwear.” His voice was low and deep, and all you could do was bite down on your lips while he licked his own and just watched you hungrily. Your heart was in a frenzy and your mind was clouded with incoherent thoughts of him. Naked.

“I pretty much told you I came here for sex, but cuddling is an option if you’re tired.” He slid his hand out from under your shorts, moved back up to peck your lips before smiling down at you cheekily. You pressed your lips together shyly and lowered your hands to his broad shoulders. 

“Can I tell you something?” He asked suddenly, pressing his lower body against yours and gently leaned on his side with his arm beside you. You tried to ignore the sensation of his body being all over your and lovingly cupped his cheek.

“You can tell me anything.” 

He inhaled and looked away from you slightly. “I’m dyslexic. I couldn’t really read your note.”

You almost blurted out really? without thinking, but this is Dean. He wouldn’t say that if he wasn’t completely sure about it. Your smile softened and he chewed on his lip for a few seconds before trying to cover it up with a seductive lick of his lips and a quick glance at yours as an escape for his confession. 

“That must make all this hunting research very difficult for you,” you considered thoughtfully. He kissed you softly to interrupt your thoughts. 

“It does…” he mumbled against your mouth and rocked his hips gently against your core. Your breath got caught in your chest.

“You’re still very good at it,” you reassured him breathlessly and grabbed at his shirt to tug it up and off his flushed body. He hummed appreciatively against your lips. “Thanks for telling me,” you murmured, teasingly nipping at his lip when he started pulling away to remove his shirt.

“Thanks for being you.” 

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C H A R A C T E R A I B O T S

I am tired of the ban of some bots on c.ai and I think I’m not the only one.

So I decided to try to fill the fandoms again with as many bots as possible.

★ AND I TAKE ALL THE REQUEST ★

@ elizabethmanse on character ai ☆

R E Q U E S T

✧ r u l e s

-> For the request, ask me on tumblr, under this post or in private or in ask me a question

-> You can request one or multiple bot on different character and fandom if you want !

-> for the bot please indicate :

the character you choose and its fandom

the type of relationship (lover, platonic, family, etc..)

detail or simple starting

plot ( it could be something with few details like a trop or something more specific, you choose)

-> English is not my first language and I’m dyslexic. Please forgive me all the grammatical and orthographic mistakes in the bots and in this text.

✩ f a n d o m s i d o

-> in general i can do a lot of different fandoms, I will let you know if I don't know the fandom you want.

-> the fandoms i am most focused on :

house of the dragon (show + fire and blood book)

marauders

harry potter

mcu

xmen

hunger games

the vampire diaries

/!\ all the bots will be reupload as soon as possible if there be ban

M A S T E R L I S T B O T

✧ M A R A U D E R S ( 24 )

dinner at the black’s (walburga black x orion black x regulus black x sirius black x younger sibling!user) — user is quite old now, her father orion black announces to him during a meal that he and her mother walburga black are looking for a future pure blood husband for her. [mxwmxmxw] [platonic]

meeting is family (james potter x user) — user and james are in relationship for months. for the spring break, he ask her to meet his parents : euphemia and fleamont potter. [mxw]

fake dating (james potter x girl best friend!user) — user and james are best friend since the fourth years. for making lily jealous he ask her to fake dating him [mxw]

you ask him to be the godfather (older brother!james potter x little sister!user) — user and sirius black just had a baby. they ask James to be the godfather. [mxw]

your ex best friend is in a band now | req (modern au band!james potter x user) — after two years in new york, user has lost contact with her/his/it best friend: james potter. she/he/they returns to london and discovers that he and the marauders have created a band. [mxn]

herbology class (james potter x hufflepuff!user) — james and user find themselves together for the herbology course, abandoned by their intelligent friends. [mxn]

homework group (marauder x user) — It's the week of end-of-semester exams and as always, the marauders and user revise at the last minute. [mxmxmxmxn]

summer breaks at the potter’s (marauder x user) — for their sixth and final summer as a teenager, james invites user and the marauders to spend their vacation at potter manor. [mxmxmxmxn]

quidditch field (regulus black x ravenclaw-quidditch-player!user) — user is banned from the ravenclaw quidditch team. she/he/they decide to use the quidditch field this morning. bad luck, regulus black want to use it to. [mxn]

blue hair girl at the black ball (regulus black x pureblood!user) — at the ball organized by his parents, regulus must find his future wife. when he takes some air to escape the pressure, he meets user, a stranger with blue hair. [mxw]

saturday art class (regulus black x user) — regulus has loved drawing for years, he signed up for drawing classes at Hogs Meats. this saturday, the teacher is sick but leaves him the keys to work in peace with the materials. but he doesn't know that user was there too. [mxn]

drunken night (regulus black x potter!user) — regulus followed user, james potter younger sibling for a drunken night in the astronomy tower. [mxn]

studying in his room (regulus black x girlfriend!user) — user and regulus black do their homework in regulus' dormitory. [mxw]

library study (remus lupin x user) — user and remus do their homework at the library as just a friend… or maybe that's what they're trying to convince themselves. [mxn]

admiring you from afar (remus lupin x sirius little sister!user) — remus has a crush on sirius black and slytherin's little sister: user but knowing he can't be with her, he admires her from afar [mxw]

his girlfriend is his best medicine (remus lupin x girlfriend!user) — after a difficult full moon, the user takes care of remus in the infirmary / nurse office. [mxw]

you find out he’s a werewolf (remus lupin x remus crush!user) — remus' crush, user, discovers that he’s a werewolf and decides to confront him after a full moon. [mxn]

coffee and tranquility (remus lupin x user) — remus enjoys the quiet moments of saturday afternoon, when he drinks tea three broomsticks with his friend user. [mxn]

he is hurt so you help him (severus snape x user) — after insulting sirius black, the marauders take revenge and severus ends up bloody. hurt and humiliated, he goes to user’s dorm so she/he/them can heal him. [mxn]

french echange student (sirius black x french!user) — user is a french exchange student who came in the middle of the school years at hogward. because sirius can speak french, mcgonagall asks him to take care of her/him/they. [mxn]

comfort of his dormitory (sirius black x user) — during the toussaint / october holidays, the user and sirius can enjoy the comfort of the marauders' dormitory. [mxn]

detention night (sirius black x pure blood!user) — after pranking the slytherins, sirius black finds himself in detention with a pure blood. [mxn]

ravenclaw after (sirius black x user) — user arrives late at the ravenclaw after, sirius black has fun bothering her/him/them. [mxn]

one night stand (sirius black x user) — after a one night stand with sirius black, user tries to forget and hide this evening but gryffondor is not of this opinion. [mxn]

✦ H A R R Y P O T T E R ( 21 )

picnic on the banks of the black lack (boyfriend!cedric diggory x lover!user) — cedric diggory takes his lover user to a surprise picnic at the banks of the black lack. [mxn]

paired with a muggle-born (draco malfoy x younger slytherin!user) — after being caught insulting hermione granger of mudblood, mcgonagall punishes draco by pairing him with user, a muggle-born slytherin who has difficulty integrating into the magical world. [mxn]

arranged mariage (draco malfoy x pure blood slytherin!user) — one of the main duties of pureblood of draco and user is to marry another pure blood to keep the line pure. bad luck for them who hate each other, they are engaged. [mxw]

group work (draco malfoy x user) — user and draco malfoy must work in a group for a potion project. [mxn]

he loves his childhood best friend | req (draco malfoy x pure blood childhood bestfriend!user) — as they grow into young adults, draco develops silly feelings for his childhood best friend. [mxn]

summer at the burrow (boyfriend!fred weasley x lover!user) — fred managed to convince her/his/them parents: user will spend the summer at the burrow with him. [mxn]

saturday in hogsmead (fred weasley x user) — classes are too stressful and january is depressing so fred takes user to a day at hogsmead with george then they end the day together, user and fred, in a cafe to warm up. [mxw]

12, grimmauld place (fred weasley x black!user) — as 12 grimmauld place becomes the headquarters of the order of the phoenix, fred weasley questions the connections between user and sirius black. [mxw]

seller of weasley's wizard wheezes (boss!george weasley x seller!user) — user is a weasley wizard wheezes seller, george has a crush on her/him/them [mxn]

true or dare (golden trio : hermione granger x harry potter x ron weasley x user) — truth or dare with hermione, harry and ron at midnight in the gryffindor common room. [wxmxmxw]

snowball fight (prisoner of azkaban!golden trio : hermione granger x harry potter x ron weasley x user) — snowball fight with hermione, harry and ron at hogsmead. [wxmxmxn]

you both can't go to hogsmead (prisoner of azkaban!harry potter x user) — just like harry potter, user can't go to hogsmead. when everyone has left, they are only two, alone. [mxn]

sitting next to him in class (harry potter x user) — user keeps distracting harry potter during transfiguration class [mxn]

you’re just like your cousin harry (cousin!harry potter x durleys!user) — user thinks she is a witch and asks her/his/them cousin harry for help [mxn]

if you’re lonely, you can be lonely with me (harry potter x user) — christmas holidays mean loneliness for harry, but it seems that for user too. [mxn]

help you with your muggle homework (hermione granger x pure blood!user) — user took the muggle studies option to annoy her/his/them blood supremacist parents but quickly found himself overwhelmed by the amount of work. so them asked hermione for help. [mxn]

sweet flower and group work (neville longbottom x user) — user and neville are together in a group work in herbology class. [mxn]

your professor summons you for your behavior (professor!remus lupin x student!user) — professor remus lupin can no longer stand his disruptive student, user. in the second quarter, he summons her/him/them. [mxn] [platonic]

his first girlfriend (boyfriend!ron weasley x girlfriend!user) — ron weasley was never good with girls yet user fell in love with him. [mxw]

share a snack with him (ron weasley x user) — ron weasley is sent away again by professor snape. looking for comfort he decides to eat a sandwich until user appears and makes him choke. [mxn]

detention with your professor (professor!severus snape x student!user) — severus snape puts user in detention after she/he/them blows up the potions classroom. [mxn] [platonic]

✩ H O U S E O F T H E D R A G O N ( 41 )

the sweet essos dancer (aegon targaryen x essos!user) — after his father dead and before his mother and grandfather tried to put him on the iron throne, aegon escape with sunfyre to essos. there, he found a pretty and festive village. the user pulls him for a dance. [mxw]

the mother of his first bastard (aegon targaryen x peasant!user) — after becoming king of westeros, aegon feels remorse. he remembers his childhood sweetheart, user, and his first bastard, their son. he decides to visit them for the first time. [mxw]

annoying you at boring funereal | young aegon (young!aegon targaryen x valeryan features!user) — aegon is bored at lady leana velaryon funeral. he decides to go bother user, his cousin. [mxw]

it’s just a cigarette | modern au, young aegon (modern young!aegon targaryen x user) — in the middle of the night, aegon decides to smoke on the roof of the high school of the faith. user joins him. [mxn]

his niece have his bastard (usurpator king!aegon targaryen x pregnant niece!user) — a night of fun with her uncle aegon leads user to become the prisoner of the greens and bear the bastard of the usurpator king. when his son and heir jaehaerys dies, aegon wants the child in user's womb to become his and helaena's new heir. [mxw]

he wants to spend time with his little sister (older brother king!aegon targaryen x little sister targtower!user) — aegon targaryen is king now, after usurping rhaenyra targayren. this boost of self-confidence pushes him to try to repair the bonds in his family, like with his little sister userm [mxw]

you wake him up (aegon targaryen x user) — after a big night out on street of silks, aegon targaryen has a headache the next morning. user throwing cold water on him for waking him up. [mxn]

he needs comfort after getting burned | req (burned!aegon targaryen x brother!user) — overwhelmed by the shame of his military failure and his burns, aegon needs comfort and his brother user comes to give it to him. [mxm]

his bastard sister-witch (aegon the conqueror x bastard sister witch!user) — aegon comes to see his bastard sorceress step-sister about one of his dreams. [mxw]

the daughter of his favorite uncle (aemond targaryen x daughterdaemon!user) — user is the daughter of daemon targaryen, and like her father, she is brutal, violente and strong. aemond and her finally meet after eight years without seeing each other, during the claim of lucerys velaryon’s birth rights. [mxw]

pretty bratty model | modern au (aemond targaryen x supermodel!user) — user is one of the most famous model of the moment and a good friend to aegon targaryen, the first son of the millionaire and pdg viserys targaryen. aemond sees her at his mother's charity gala, so pretty and perfect. but aemond has heard a lot about her and knows one thing: she's a pretty bratty model. [mxw]

he finds jace’s letters (aemond targaryen x sister!reader) — aemond finds an exchange letters between his little sister user and his bastard nephew jacaerys. he’s jealous.. [mxw]

your older brother’s training (older brother!aemond targaryen x little sister!user) — user watches her older brother aemond practice swordplay. [mxw]

his jealous witch (aemond targaryen x witch!user) — at first, aemond does not believe the user is a witch. but when the lannister girl he was talking to dies, he realizes he may have fallen in love with a jealous witch. [mxw]

her baby who lost her baby (mother!alicent hightower x daughter!user) — following the request of her mother queen alicent, user and aemond get married and a year later user is with a child. but one night, user loses the child and leaves to seek comfort from his mother after this traumatic experience. warning: miscarriage [wxw] [platonic]

prepare for your wedding, but nor with her (cousin lover!baela targaryen x velaryon!user) — user is forced to marry her uncle daeron but her heart belongs to the one who helps her prepare for her wedding, baela. [wxw]

his bastard can ride a dragon (father!daemon targaryen x daughter!user) — user is the bastard of the prince daemon. as a none true born targaryen she/he/them can’t have a dragon. but when the war begins and the dragon riders start to run out, daemon proposes to the dark council that his bastard claim a dragon from dragon stones. [mxn] [platonic]

his pregnant wife in her bath (cousin-husband!daemon targaryen x cousin-wife pregnant!user) — user is in her third trimester of pregnancy. her body is sore so she takes baths. her husband daemon targaryen arrives when she’s try to relax. [mxw]

you present him his first grandson (father!daemon targaryen x daughter user) — his first daughter introduced to daemon targaryen his first grandson. [mxw] [platonic]

does he have a bastard? (daemon targaryen x targ bastard!user) — daemon has always been convinced that he did not have a bastard, except when user, a bastard taken to dragonstones to try to ride an unclaimed dragon, strangely resembles him, he begins to doubt. [mxn] [platonic]

you know what he and rhaenyra did (father!daemon targaryen x rhea royce daughter!user) — user, the eldest daughter of daemon targaryen and rhea royce, knows what her father did with her cousin rhaenyra during the funeral of her stepmother leana velaryon. [mxw] [platonic]

your father figure (father!harwin strong x child rhaenyra daughter!user) —while her mother rhaenyra targaryen gives birth, user reads to her father, her mother's knight: Harwin Strong. Despite the difficulties of his daughter, the princess, Harwin remains supportive. [mxw] [platonic]

one king and two queens | au (king!jacaerys targaryen x queen little sister velaryon!user x queen!baela targaryen) — after the war, jacaerys velaryon becomes king jacaerys targaryen and takes his cousin and fiancé baela targaryen and her little sister velaryon!user as wives. but user does not seem to like the duties of the queen consort. [mxwxw]

their prisoner | req (nephew!jacaerys velaryon x cousin!baela targaryen x targtower!user) — user is the youngest daughter of alice and viserys. when aegon usurps the iron throne, daemon kidnaps user as a war hostage. jacaerys and his fiancée baela take care of her to try to make her bend the knee and get information on the greens. [mxwxw]

children bring you comfort (jacaerys velaryon x wife!user) — user and jacaerys were married a few weeks before the war. since the bloodbath began, user has been sidelined because she doesn't know how to fight and doesn't have a dragon. so she seeks comfort through gentle and playful souls, her young brothers-in-law. [mxw]

his annoying little sister (jacaerys velaryon x littlesister!user) — jacaerys loves his little siblings but user, his little sister is really annoying. [mxw]

you are a bastard but it doesn’t matter (older brother!jacaerys velaryon x little sister!user) — user is soon of marriageable age. when the targaryens of dragonstones go to the red keep to defend the legacy of lucerys velaryon, daemon targaryen asks user to observe the lords that she likes. but quickly, user realizes that the lords only see her as a bastard. so one night she seeks comfort in the presence of her older brother jacaerys. [mxw]

you woke up in hotd (‘older brother’!jacaerys velaryon x reel world ‘little sister’!user) — user comes from the real world, our world where hotd is just a series taken from a book. but one morning she wakes up in the universe of hotd in the guise of the little sister of jacaerys velaryon. [mxw]

you disobey your mother (older brother!jacaerys velaryon x little sister!user) — despite her mother's, princess rhaenyra, ban, user joins the dawn to fly with her dragon, but her older brother jacaerys blocks her path. [mxw]

you lost black sister (brother!jacaerys velaryon x brother!lucerys velaryon x sister!user) — user announces to her brothers, lucerys and jacaerys, that she has lost the sword of deamon: black sister that she had 'borrowed' from him behind his back. [mxmxw]

his unbearable wife (husband!jaehaerys i targaryen x maegor daughter wife!user) — only his wife, user, his cousin and daughter of maegor the cruel, manages to make king jaehaerys i angry. she tried to kill a lady of the court and jaehaerys must, once again, try to control his insufferable wife. [mxw]

he didn’t think you would be like saerea (father!jaehaerys i targaryen x daughter!user) — never would jaehaerys have thought that user, his beloved daughter would be caught up in her sister saerea targaryen's scandal. [mxw] [platonic]

he was saved by a baratheon (lucerys velaryon x baratheon!user) — after the battle at storm's end, user, the youngest daughter of borros baratheon, finds prince lucerys alive but crippled. she takes care of him in secret until he wakes up from his coma. [mxw]

his childhood friend become his maid (lucerys velaryon x rhaenyra's handmaid's child!user) — when lucerys misses his old childhood friend, his older brother jacaerys offers user as a maid for his name day. [mxn]

his gamer friend | modern au (gamer!lucerys velaryon x gamer!user) — because of his family names and wealth, lucerys have difficulty to find real friend. so he signs up for online video games to try to live a normal life and makes friends with user. [mxn]

teach him the sea (lucerys velaryon x cousin velaryon!user) — lucerys has trouble connecting to his velaryon side. to solve the problem, his mother sends him to his grandfather corlys velaryonto learn more about the sea. but realizing that his grandson is not absorbing his learning, corlys asks user, one of the best velaryon navigators to take care of the prince. [mxw]

afternoon under the heart tree (rhaenyra targaryen x alicent hightower x lady-in-waiting!user) — alicent, rhaenyra and user spend an afternoon under the heart tree in the red keep garden. hightower tries to make realm delight work but, just like user, the history of westerosi marriages does not interest her. [wxwxw]

she married our father, marry hers (older sister!rhaenyra targaryen x little sister!user) — user, rhaenyra's little sister, suggests that she marry otto hightower to get revenge on alicent who married their father. [wxw]

a mother’s love never ends | au (mother-in-law queen!rhaenyra targaryen x jacaerys velaryon widow!user) — despite rhaenyra's victory in the war of succession, she has lost far too many. her three sons from her first marriage are dead, including jacaerys velaryon, user's husband. but user's marriage to jacaerys managed to produce an heir before jace died tragically. rhaenyra therefore takes care of her daughter-in-law and grandson as she once did with her own children. [wxw]

her lady-in-waiting loves gossip (young!rhaenyra targaryen x lady-in-waiting!user) — after the 'secret' meeting between princess rhaenyra and her uncle daemon, user, her lady-in-wating is waiting for one thing, for rhaenyra to tell her what happened. [wxw]

you disturb his peace (archimestre!vaegon targaryen x septa!user) — vaegon has never been happier since he became archmaester, enjoying the quiet of books. but user, a septa of the citadel, decided to spoil it for him by being in the librarian all the time. [mxw]

✫ T H E V A M P I R E D I A R I E S ( 4 )

his stoned therapist | s1 (saison1!jeremy gilbert x smoker!user) — after the death of his parents, jeremy falls into isolation and drugs. his friend, user, tries to be his therapist during their smoking session. [mxn]

the training of your hunter boyfriend | s4 (saison4 boyfriend hunter!jeremy x girlfriend!user) — user is certainly useless during jeremy's hunter training, but at least she can enjoy the sight of her boyfriend building muscles in his white tank top. [mxw]

his sweet little sister | s3 (saison3 older brother!klaus mikaelson x little sister mikaelson!user) — user is the last child of the mikaelson family and for 1000 years, she has been the only one to never be locked in a coffin by klaus. after the death of their mother esther, user goes to talk to her big brother klaus while he paints. [mxw] [platonic]

the painter and the cultivated (klaus mikaelson x cultivated!user) — after a dinner-pressure between the salvatores and the mikaelsons, user stays hanging around klaus' house and discovers his paintings which attract her/his/them attention. [mxn]

✮ O T H E R F A N D O M S ( 2 )

visits him in berkeley castle | req (edward II of england x user) — user visits him during his imprisonment in berkeley castle by cruel roger mortimer to help him to escape. [mxn] [platonic]

wine and poetry visit | req (geoffrey chaucer x user) — user visits his poet friend, sir geoffrey chaucer after he has spent a long day working as a minor customs officer in london. [mxn] [platonic]

[mxw] = man x woman | [mxn] = man x non-binary/man/woman (you can choose your gender) | [wxw] = woman x woman | [mxwxw] = men x woman x woman

……………………………..……………………………..……………………. • masterlist — character ai elizabethmanse •

[parkersbliss]

if the crows had instagram

pairing; kaz brekker x female!reader, crows x platonic!reader warnings: cursing, I think that’s it? slight ooc bc they don't actually have social media lmaoooo a/n: I love the usernames guys it's my favorite part Masterlist | Taglist | Prompt List

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(Y/U/N) we take our job running the streets of ketterdam very seriously 😉

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kbrekker please do consider this a formal threat to any of our rivals out there.

inejsknife we WILL take you out

→ gamblingaddict2 on a date?

→ wylanvanew to ur grace 🪦

→ (Y/UN) grave?

→ wylanvanew bro I’m dyslexic stfu

xoxonina guys i look soooo sexy after killing somone

→ matthias.helvar 🤦‍♂️

→ xoxonina 😻😻 I don’t hear an argument

→ (Y/U/N) u do look so sexy babe

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(Y/U/N) girls go to college to get more knowledge, boys go to Jupiter and get stupider 😘

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wylanvanew @/gamblingaddict2 she’s talking bout u

→ gamblingaddict2 I didn’t get stupider

→ kbrekker Yeah, you got a gambling addition and that’s so much better. 🙄

→ kuweimayo OOOOH HE CLOCKED YOUUU 🫵🏼🫵🏼

→ xoxonina ain’t no way we get a kuwei comment before gta6

→ matthias.helvar You don’t even play gta?

→ xoxonina no one does ITS NOT OUT

→ (Y/U/N) we can just play gta with the carriages wdym

→ inejsknife y'all talking about gta when we should be playing assassins creed

→ xoxonina you play that everyday in real life inej 🤨

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(Y/U/N) late happy birthday post to the guy who has the whole city at his feet. may you grow wiser and we get richer 🩷

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kbrekker Where did you get this photo.

→ (Y/U/N) 🤭 my collection

gamblingaddict2 HE SMILES???

xoxonina guys this doesn’t feel real

→ kbrekker It’s not.

→ (Y/U/N) it is

inejsknife kaz smiling before gta6?

wylanvanew nah this is fake af

→ (Y/U/N) as fake as ur dyslexia

→ wylanvanew omfg

matthias.helvar he doesn’t look so demon like here 🤔

→ kbrekker I AM a demon. 🙂

actuallynickfr yooo happy birthday my guy!! 🥳

→ kbrekker Thanks.

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(Y/U/N) the beauty of Ravka awaits...

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inejsknife she’s so peaceful when she’s not threatening someone

→ (Y/U/N) stoppppp 🥰🥰🥰

→ matthias.helvar I don’t think it’s a compliment.

→ inejsknife no it is

xoxonina BABES COME BACKKK we miss you!!!

gamblingaddict2 no seriously @/(Y/U/N) Kaz is like SO mean now

→ kbrekker You’re all just stupider now.

→ gamblingaddict2 SEE

wylanvanew bring back gifts. expensive gifts. 😊

→ (Y/U/N) with what money?

→ kbrekker The money I pay you?

zo.nav CANT WAIT TO SEE U

→ (Y/U/N) I have so much tea for you

actuallynickfr we are so excited to host you!

gamblingaddict2 guys pls let her come back tho like kaz is gonna kill me

→ inejsknife ^ last night he threw a painting at us 😔

→ matthias.helvar he is angry without his misses

→ xoxonina he ate my waffle 😭

→ kbrekker will you all shut up

🏷️ taglist: @navs-bhat, @alexxavicry @thelaststraw3, @smol-book-nerd @pinksstrawberry @cwritesforfun @metzz @renaissancewhxre @guacam011y, @d-a-r-k-s-w-a-n @black-rose-29

[bellsluvschrissturn]

a chris book where reader has a boyfriend and chris is his best friend and chris stays at readers and boyfriends house and when boyfriend goes out reader and chris have tension (with smut and they get caught"

WHAT…THE…FUCK

Warning: unprotected sex, riding,pet names, baby, mama,handsome,

chris sturniolo x reader

Author note: what's good sluts don't read if you are not into it, don’t bitch and complain if you don’t like shit like this grown the fuck up, anyways enjoy bitches I would say MDNI but you little shits won’t listen to me so fuck it. I'm dyslexic don’t come for me if sum shit isn't spelled right i don't wanna hear shit. DO NOT CHEAT ON YO MANS OR YO WOMANS

Chris pov:

I’m currently walking up to my friends house his name is Jason we are going to have a boys night with his girl but I don’t mind she’s kinda hot and we have some tension I know I shouldn’t like her because she’s with my friend but she is so fine and I just can’t help myself

Y/n’s pov:

I can’t help but smile as I think of Chris coming over to spend the night he is so hot but I’m dating his friend so it’s really not fair to Jason but Chris is so hot and kind and most definitely has a bigger dick then Jason

I’m currently changing into my ‘pj’s’ which is a white undershirt with pink hello kitty shorts that make my ass look good

Then I here a knock at the door and my heart starts beating super fast I walk down the stairs going to greet him but Jason had opened the door already “hi Chris” I say as I walk to the kitchen to get snacks “h-hi” he stutters I smile to myself knowing I made him flustered

Chris’ pov:

Holy shit she looks so hot her ass looks so good and I can see her tits perfectly in that shirt oh lord have mercy on me I’m getting hard I need to control myself, did- did I just stutter shit shit shit

y/n’s pov:

I'm making popcorn right now for the three of us so we can watch a movie but we don't have popcorn “jason!” “what” he replies “ we don't have popcorn can you run to the store and get some?” “bro i told you chris was coming over why didn't you get some at the store” “i forgot

‘ you say “ fine, chris i'll be back” “ ok man” Jason grabs his keyes and slides his crocs on, then leaves you hear the car turn on and the tires crunching the pebbles on the ground. You see chris staring at your ass as you bend down to pick up a piece of trash on the floor. “Chris” you say “hmm?- ya” he says “ were you looking at my ass?” “ n-n-no….. yes” he replies

You go to take a seat next to him when you see a bulge in his pants “ chris are you hard” “y-ya” “ want me to do something about it” “yes please” “ok” you say as you start palming him “ please please” “please what baby” “please ride me mama?” “ okay baby” you said as you take your shorts off along with your thong, you then proceed to take his shorts off with his boxers you spit on your hand to use it as lube you rub his tip up and down your folds “ fuck mama your so wet” “ just for you baby” you say “ I’ve wanted to fuck this pussy since I’ve seen you sitting there with Jason let’s see if I fuck you better than him” “ oh ya you will look at this girthy long cock baby your like 9 inches Jason is 4 inches that mother fucker never makes me cum I always have to get myself off when he’s gone” “ fuck that shit” Chris says Chris says as he slides his cock into her dripping core “ oh fuck oh fuck Chris omg your huge uh-ughhh” she moans as Chris thrust harder “omg it feels so good Chris oh fuck your so big and it ughhhhhhhhh” “oh fuck I’m cumming I’m cuhm cuhm-“moaning is all you hear after that “oh fuck let it out mama” “ughh” she moans at the nickname “oh you like that” “ oh fuck I’m gonna cum in this fucking pussy” “ cum in me Chris cum in me” Chris is moaning like a madman as he spills his seed into her then they get cut off my the door opening “I’m home” Jason says as he turns and sees his friends dick inside his girlfriend “ what the fuck.” “ I’m sorry man she’s just so hot and kind … and you treat her like shit” Chris says “ plus he’s not a 3 inches” you add onto it and Chris is struggling to hold his laughter in “ get the fuck out of my house…” “ bitch this is my house I’m the only one who works I’m the only one who pays the bills so you can’t take your no money broke ass back to your mommas house and the PS-5 is line I bought it!” Jason scoffs as he grabs the car keys and try’s to leave “ mother fuxker out my damn car keys down I swear if you even touch my dodge charger I will bust your ass walk” you say as your putting the last of your clothes on Jason walks out and calls you a bitch but you don’t even care anymore Chris smirks at you “ so… round 2?” You turn around slowly with a mother fucker are you serious look but say “ ya” and get out of your clothes again

THE END

@sammy-xx @miss-tyummy @itsfloriii @h3arts4harry

I totally forgot to post it and it’s my last day for a while is crazy I’ll miss you all I’ll be home soon guys don’t worry 😢 I love you guys 🫶🏼

[webslingingslasher]

TLDR; too long, didn't read

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Genre: Fluffy, minor angst

Word Count: 10K

Summary: you're dyslexic and it runs your entire life. peter's just trying to help, but sometimes it's a bit too much.

this was requested, thank you, thank you.

“Here, read this and tell me what you think.” 

You let out a breathy sigh, like you’ve been here, done that, and heard that a million times before. Actually, it's because you have. And not just by Peter, everyone in your life. Teachers, parents, even friends that just tried their best to help. It just never worked. 

It never, ever clicked in your brain. 

“Peter, we’ve been over this. I can’t read.” 

Peter rolls his eyes, “Chill with the dramatics, you can read. I know you can read, did it last night for me.” 

He’s right. The last few weeks since you’ve been extra struggling in English Lit he’s asked you to read to him every night, over the phone or in person. 

You hate it. 

Not reading to Peter, it’s just embarrassing for you. The pauses in sentences you have to take to clearly read the line, or the stuttering, or worse when Peter can guess what word you’re trying to say so he says the word slowly and calmly almost as if he’s sounding it out for you. 

You know he does it with nothing but love, but sometimes you just feel dumb and ashamed, and it’s nothing you can solve. 

“No, like, I really can’t read at all.” 

Peter pokes at your arm with a pencil, “You just need a little extra time, it’s no big deal. You even crushed our short story last week, you only slipped up on three words!” 

Your brain is fighting against you because you have visual dyslexia. Meaning that letters jumbled around in your brain and on the page. You’ve struggled since you were a kid, it’s gotten easier through the years. Lots of intervention, reading and writing has helped you slow down and sound out the words softly and slowly until you know it’s right. 

“If I ask you something will you be totally honest?”

Peter is a fucking genius, it makes you distressed when he helps you with this. He is solving grad school equations and helping you sound out kindergarten words for fun, it doesn’t make sense. 

“I don’t like the way that sounds so I’m withholding until I hear it.” He taps his chin with his pencil eraser. 

You don’t know why you haven’t asked yet. 

“Why are you dating me?” 

Record scratch, Peter looks offended. 

“Huh?” The pencil is slack in his grasp. 

You backtrack a little, you know why he’s dating you but you don’t understand it. You can’t help but feel inferior to him booksmart wise. 

“Well, I mean, you know.” You wince and shug with one arm, you divert your eyes to the page and start to slowly read out to him. 

“Jill went over to George’s for tea and cakes, when the doorbell-” 

Peter cut you off with his hand on your shoulder, you peered at him from the side. 

“No, I don’t know. I’d like you to explain that question to me, please.” Where the hell was this coming from? 

You huff and push the book away, “You’re smart and I’m not. Do you ever think to yourself, ‘God, I wish I had known she was an idiot before I tapped that’? It’s not your fault but I feel so below you and I can’t ever be you so like, what’s the fucking point.” 

Peter doesn’t know where to begin. 

You’re not an idiot, you’re not below him and he’s so glad you’re not him. He also doesn’t like that ‘tapped it’ comment.

“Is that how you always feel?” Has he done a bad job of lifting you up? 

You shrug, then nod. 

“Jesus, Y/N.” 

“I’m dating you because you’re lovely, you’re funny and despite what you believe, smart. You crush vocab like no other cause even if you get tripped up by the words you always know what they mean. You’re a knowledge god in history and the best chemistry lab partner, I have never thought you were dumb, ever.” 

You roll your eyes, it’s his job to tell you that you’re smart, it’s in the boyfriend duties journal. 

“I’m sure if you knew I was dyslexic before we started to date you wouldn't have.” 

Pause, Peter did know. You didn’t know he knew, he’s kept that from you. He didn’t want it to seem like he dated you out of pity or because he knew you needed extra help. He dated you because he was absolutely in love with you and needing a little extra reading comprehension skills wouldn’t ruin that. 

“I did know.” 

You raise your hand as he’s proven your point, “Exactly! I always knew-” 

You furrow your eyebrows at him, “Did you just say you knew?” 

Peter nods with his bottom lip tucked between his teeth. 

“Wait, I’m being serious right now, Peter. You knew I was dyslexic?” 

He breathes in deeply, “Well, I mean, I had an idea. I knew you had trouble reading sometimes and when you started leaving class during tests I knew.” 

You poke your cheek with your tongue, “Interesting.” 

“I only knew because I knew a kid named Ben in elementary who was dyslexic, and he would go to a different room during tests and they would ask him the questions out loud so he could understand it a bit better.” 

“And you never said anything?” 

“Because it didn’t matter to me, baby. I love you no matter what, this isn’t a big deal at all, really.” 

And there it is, that’s the fallback line for him. 

‘It doesn't matter, it isn’t a big deal.’ 

Except it was, and it really did fucking matter to you. Peter would never understand it unless he dealt with it, and he didn’t. And it’s not his fault at all, cause you know if the situation was flipped you would most likely say the same things. But this is a real disability you struggle with everyday all the time, it’s not like you had a problem with math that could be avoided until you had to do it again. 

This was every text, every written page, every passage you read. Every street sign, absolutely everywhere you looked, it followed. 

It controlled your life, and he would never understand that. 

“It doesn’t matter to you, you mean.” You correct his wording, he doesn’t get it. 

“Of course it doesn’t matter to me, you’re my genius girl, no matter what.” He winks then points at the page again, “Okay, so Jill and George?” 

You felt defeated inside, what was the point of trying anymore? It would stick and stay no matter what and no matter how hard you tried to keep it under wraps, everyone would know. 

—------------

“Alright, hot stuff. I got this book at the library and I think we should read it together. I heard it was good from Tiktok.” 

You took the book from Peter’s hand and turned it over, the words jumbled immediately and you recoiled inside from the size of the book alone. It was massive, it would take you weeks if not months to read it through. 

“Yeah, about that,” You trail, Peter sets his bag down and sits on your bed with a pillow in his lap. 

“About what?” He pats the pillow, he’s calling for your head to rest there. 

“The reading thing, I was thinking, do you think we could take turns?” You bit your lip and leaned back, his fingers tracing in your hair. 

“Take turns what, reading?” 

You nod, you also feel where you made a knot in the back of your hair from rubbing the fabric. 

“Yeah, it would be like the sisterhood of the traveling book. I would read and then you would, it doesn’t have to be chapter by chapter but then it’s even.” 

Peter untangles some knots gently, “We could, but I really love hearing you read to me.” 

“Yeah, but you never read to me, and I love your voice.” 

Peter laughs airily, “Yeah, but I don’t-” 

He stopped, he caught himself. 

Not good enough, you know what he meant. 

You tilt your chin up to look at his face upside down, you narrow your eyes.

“Go on, say it.” 

He shakes his head. 

“No, really, Peter. I want you to say it.” 

“It’s nothing, baby.” 

You push yourself up and face him, you huff. 

“I’m serious, I want you to say it to my face, right now.” You feel your face get warm, you were right when you brought this up last week, he does think you’re stupid. 

Peter breathes out hard through his mouth, he knows he’s fucked up, and this was going to brew into a fight no matter how hard he tried to settle it right now. If he ignored you he would make it worse. 

“Yeah, but I don’t need help like you do.” 

You wince and hiss in through your teeth. 

“Ouch. That hurt.” 

You sit back in silence and pick up the book he brought over, you look it over once more. Even reading slowly things still got a little jumbled, you felt like you were out of place. 

“Baby, look at me.” 

You shake your head, “It’s okay, Peter.” 

He grabs your arm, “No it’s not.” 

You shake him off, “No, really. It’s okay.” 

He sighs, “I didn’t-” 

You cut him off, “You didn’t mean it like that, and you don’t think I’m dumb and I’m amazing and talented elsewhere, and needing extra reading time is fine and normal and you were just talking without thinking and you didn’t mean it.” 

Peter gave you a small smile, “I feel like it would be better coming from my mouth, since I’m the one that said it, but yeah, you hit the nail on the head.” 

You give the same smile back and pretend it’s fine. 

But it’s not fine, it’s actually so far from fine you cried yourself to sleep. You cried all night looking at the numbered book spine from the library copy your boyfriend brought to you, the same book spine that let you know Peter did notice how slow and difficult things were. You started at the title until it was burned into your mind, everytime you blinked it was etched into the backs of your eyelids. 

You stared at the book and cried and cried and cried until you decided you hated the book. You hated it so much you wanted to rip out its pages one by one until it ceased to exist. You wanted to flush it down the toilet and you wanted to drop it in a bucket of wet paint, you wanted it to be used as first pitch at the start of the baseball season, you wanted it to be banned from every corner of the world, you wanted Peter to take it back. 

Peter said the worst thing he could’ve said, and it came with no effort. Like he thinks it all the time, you made up your mind right then you wouldn’t ever read to or with him again. 

—----------------

You were getting more and more frustrated with Peter by the second, he wouldn’t shut the fuck up for twelve seconds. He just keeps going on, and on, and on about reading this and how “he’s thinking about how we could split up the pages and make it more fair, cause he does understand how it can seem unfair reading all alone to someone else, not to mention-” 

You rub at your temples, “Are you my boyfriend or my tutor?” 

Peter stops, “What?” 

You keep rubbing to stop the oncoming headache, “Are you my boyfriend or my tutor?” 

He looks confused, “Boyfriend, right?” 

You laugh dryly, “Could have fooled me, professor.” 

Peter doesn’t know what to say, he’s just trying to help, is he coming on too strong? 

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to throw this all on you. How do you feel about this, you read the first thirty pages and I’ll read the next fifty?” 

You shove the book Peter placed in your hand into his chest, “I’m not reading the fucking book, Peter. If you want to read it so badly, do it yourself.” 

Peter is genuinely speechless, he doesn’t think you’ve ever snapped at him like this. 

All he can come up with is, “Huh?” 

“You heard me,” You double down, “I’m not reading the damn thing, it’s your book, you read it.” 

He shakes his head one more time, he’s thinking he’s got a concussion. 

“What? Why?” 

Because you vowed to never read to him again.  

“Because I don’t want to.” 

“Okay, that’s fair. I should’ve asked you, we can go to the library and you can pick out anything you want. Daddy will put it on his card.” He winks. 

“Thanks, but I’m good.” 

He pulls his head back and sets the book down, “If you don’t want to read today it’s fine, we can go get lunch, I know you’ve been begging me to take you to the new diner on 54th.” 

You narrow your eyes and look him up and down, “Just lunch?” 

He nods, “Unless you want to do something else, didn’t you say you wanted to see a movie?” 

You grimace, “Next month.” 

He grins, “Perfect, I’ll mark it on the calendar.” 

—---------------

You frown looking at the menu, usually it was pretty easy guessing what things were off a quick glance from the pictures but this menu had no images. 

It’s small accessibility things like that, that most people don’t think of, that make a world of a difference for someone that needs it. 

You peer up at Peter across from you, his forehead and right eye are lit up from the sun peering in from the window, he’s sitting facing the door, like always. You asked him one time after he physically moved you when you tried to sit towards it, “I always want to see who’s coming in.” He claimed it was a safety thing, you didn’t mind. As long as you didn’t sit on the same side and you always got the booth side at a booth table combo table, you couldn’t care who sat where. 

He has his lip pulled into his mouth, softly nibbling at the area. You wanted to pull it out because it always left an odd texture when you make out, you wanna ask him about the menu, to be sure. You also don’t want him to dote on you, make him read out the entire menu, just help fill in some words. 

“Petey?” Start soft, he loves that name. 

He flicks his eyes up and drops his lip from his teeth, “Yes, baby?” 

You point to where you’re looking, he leans over the table to get a better look. 

“Is that third word lettuce?” 

Peter hums, “Correct.” 

You grin, “Okay, thanks.” 

Peter nods and goes back to looking, he’s already figured out what he wants but he knows it makes you flustered when he sits there while you're still trying to figure out what the first page says, so instead when you ask, “What are you getting?” He can say, “Hmm, I don’t know yet, I’m still looking,” You can let out a breath of release and not feel rushed to make a choice. 

You make your way down the list, getting caught at one word. You read it slowly, even mouthing the word, you don’t think you’ve ever heard it before. 

“Peter, under sandwiches, number 3, what the fuck is that last word? I don’t think I’ve ever seen it before.” 

He lets out a soft laugh, “It says arugula, baby.” 

You squint and hold the plastic closer, “That’s how you spell it?” 

“How did you think it was spelled?” 

“Not like that.” You pull the menu away and continue the search. 

“It’s a tricky one, you’re not wrong.” Peter looks over his choice a few more times, he feels like his mouth is watering. 

“It’s a hate crime, actually.” 

He chuckles and sets his menu down, “I chose, got any ideas?” 

You scan over the menu quickly, if all else fails you trust Peter, you’ll have what he’s having. 

“What are you getting?” 

He raises his hands above his head and stretches, “Classic number seven.” 

You waver the option in your head, “That does sound pretty good, actually.” 

“Damn, I was betting on you getting seventeen.” 

“I was thinking about that one, swear to god!” 

Peter leans in like he’s making a great deal, for no one else to hear. 

“Get it and we spit?” 

You think, “Okay, you get half mine and I get half your fries.” 

He holds out his hand to solidify the business deal. 

“And maybe a bite or three of your burger.” 

You stick your hand in his and shake it before he can process what you said and groans, not that he minds, you are giving him half your waffles. 

When the plates are brought out Peter immediately hands you his burger, he will always allow the lady the first bite. Also because he will eat the entire thing in two. You take a bite and set it down, you pass your plate to him and he starts the trade. 

He slides two waffles on his plate, and scoops more than half the fries on yours, then drizzles half the syrup but leaves all the butter for you, he also doesn’t touch the whipped cream even though you know he wants it more than you do, you reach over and take a strawberry off the side and dip it in the cream, you bite down and push it back. You’re telling him to take it, he grins with squinted eyes to show his appreciation. 

You pick his meal up and bite again, working on swallowing you pass it back. Peter eyes it as you work through chewing, “You sure?” You nod, just as he goes to take it you say, “Actually, sorry,” Then take one more, you almost regret not going with his. Until you take a bite of the waffles and you melt, they are the best damn things you’ve ever had. 

—-----------

“I swear you aren’t even trying anymore!” 

Peter was defeated, you didn’t care. He has tried everything to get you to work with him this past week, especially since you bombed an English quiz. You have done nothing, you absolutely refused to read to him, to do any practice work, to read to yourself, to study, nothing to do with reading in the slightest. 

You were caught, and maybe a tiny glad he noticed. It just felt pointless, you would always struggle and no matter what Peter told you, feel like a burden. Like everyone had to help you with everything, it wasn’t Peter’s job to make sure you were reading and passing vocab and working on letter recognition, it was your job and you just didn’t care for it anymore. 

You just shrug carelessly back, you have to look away. His stare of disappointment is making self guilt rise quickly. 

Peter pulls back a little, he sounds lost. His voice is calm, “Hey, you didn’t give up did you?” 

You shake your leg, why do you feel like crying right now? 

Peter squats to get eye level with you, he places his hand on your knee to steady it. 

He shakes his head like he can’t understand where you’re coming from at all. 

“Hey, c’mon. Don’t do this, don’t do this to yourself. You worked too hard to just give up, you’ve gotten yourself here, right?” 

You nod trying to keep from crying, it doesn’t work. Your lower lip trembles and Peter immediately scoops you into his chest and pats your hair as you sob into him. He’s right, you’re hurting no one but yourself but it’s impossible to feel like it’s a never ending process. It feels like you’re walking in quicksand, you’re pacing yourself but it feels like nothing is changing. 

“I’m sorry,” You repeat into his shirt over and over, he shushes you, “You have no reason to be sorry.” 

When you calm you pull away, he presses a kiss to your forehead and wipes away any stray tears. 

“Wanna tell me what’s up?” 

“I just, I’m done, Peter. I am so fucking done, this is so stupid and it makes me feel stupid. And I know it’s not my fault but it is because my brain fucked me over so hard. I am always playing catch-up and it never, ever ends. I am constantly working towards something that will never get fixed. I keep telling myself if I pass this test, or if I read half a chapter with no struggles it’s gone, but I know it's a lie. It’s such a lie because I’ll be like this forever.” 

You start to cry again but stop yourself with a few deep breaths, “It will never get better, so why am I trying?” 

Peter nods, he’s not agreeing, he’s listening. He understands what you mean, he understands the frustration. He wants to tell you it’s not dumb, and it’s not for nothing but he needs to focus on you being okay first. 

“Okay, okay.” He pulls you in tightly and rests his chin on your head. 

“It sounds like you need a break, baby. You’ve been working yourself too hard, and I probably haven’t been helping that. Let’s take a week off, huh? No reading, no questions, no studying, nothing. Just call it quits on words this week, that sound good to you?” 

You nod into his chest and rub your nose against his shirt, an entire week with nothing about dyslexia sounds like just the break you needed. 

“Good, now let me see your pretty face.” You pull from him and grin, he smiles brightly at you, “There’s my girl,” He cups your face and brings you in for a kiss, you lean into it and raise on your toes a little bit to get closer. 

When Peter breaks away he rubs his thumb on your cheek until your eyes flutter open. 

“I love you, you know that, right?” He whispers the words, delicate between you two. 

You nod and lean up for a peck, “I love you too, and I appreciate you a lot.” 

He winks, “As long as you acknowledge it.” 

You groan as he moves away, he smacks your butt and points to his bed. You bounce down and watch as he grabs the book he checked out from the library, it hasn’t even been opened yet. You wait until he sits next to you and gets comfortable, he pats his chest to let you know it’s ready for you to rest your head. 

“Petey, you just said no reading for a week.” 

He nods, “I did. I said you wouldn’t read. You also said I never read to you, so, I think we can swap roles, what do you say?” 

You grin and settle down next to him and rub your cheek into his chest, “Love it, genius idea from my genius boy!” 

Peter kisses the top of your head and cracks the book open to the first page. 

“Chapter one, Jenna is going to die. Well, actually, everyone dies, but Jenna is going to die first, then Sara, then Amberlynn, and finally Jesse. The boy Jesse, not the girl, she doesn’t die, not yet anyways.” 

—---------------

You squint one eye open and bring the pillow over your ears trying to drown out the noise from the kitchen. Your boyfriend is going absolutely ham, singing from his entire being he has drowned out all the noise from the apartment. 

You focus on the music and his wailing, you concentrate and the song clicks. You look around the room and mutter to yourself, “Is he singing fucking Cher?” 

It didn’t end there, the rest of the week he was constantly playing Cher. You didn’t even know he liked her like that, and he’s been acting odd all week. 

He asked you to watch almost every Robin Williams movie with him, and then begged you to watch The View with him, the entertainment news, because Whoopi Goldburg was awesome. You questioned him but gave in, it was odd sure but so was he, so you reckon nothing was terribly out of the ordinary. 

Last night he turned off a Cher cd to turn on the TV, he watched the screen like a hawk. You blinked and looked around, “Why are we watching Anderson Cooper in Al Qaeda?” Peter threw his head back at you, “Why aren’t we watching Anderson Cooper in Al- Qaeda?” 

You hummed in response, “Tushe.” 

It all made sense today, the weird antics he’s put you through the past week. 

“Babe, what do you think of Cher?” 

You furrow your eyebrows, “I mean, I’m not a huge fan but I like her stuff a whole lot more when you sing it.” 

“Aw, thanks. How do you feel about Robin Williams?” 

“Actor god, one of the best from our lifetime. Every line he has is delivered perfectly.” 

“Anderson Cooper?” 

“He looks weird, like he has the same energy as an albino elephant. But he’s a damn good journalist, so no complaints.” 

“Whoopi Goldberg?” 

“Comedic genius. What’s with the questions?” 

He ignores you, “Picasso?” 

“A great artist.” 

“Octavia Spencer?” 

You gasp, “I love her.” 

He tries for one more, “Albert Einstein?” 

“A genius. Smartest man in the world, smartest man to exist. With the exception of ancient Greece.” 

Peter hummed, content with all your answers. 

“You know what you have in common with all of those people?” 

You snort, “No, what?” 

He looks at you, “They’re all dyslexic.” 

You drop your jaw, “No?” 

He nods, “Cher struggled growing up, her’s were numbers. Robin Williams got words mixed up, he used to day “Trick or Trout” as a kid. Anderson Cooper struggled his entire life until he spoke up about it, with reading specialists and intervention he got through high school, then went to Yale. Whoopi Goldberg says her advantage is that she can see things differently, and it’s more interesting than how other people see it, and that she really hated growing up that no one saw her as smart, she was. She just saw everything differently.” 

You were speechless, you just looked at the ground and blinked, these great, amazing people all struggled with what you did. Celebrities, they're just like you! 

“I’m not done. Picasso would flip things around, make art of how his brain saw things. Octavia Spencer struggled with reading out loud, but she was smarter in other places. She would crush mazes and had incredible deductive reasoning. She even wrote two books all by herself, with dyslexia. And Einstein? They thought he was a dumb boy and nothing more because he was so bad with reading and writing, and claimed that words or language, as they are written or spoken don’t play a role in his mechanism of thought. He said that imagination means more than knowledge. Knowledge is limited, imagination encircles the world.”

 “It’s possible, Y/N. It’s okay to get frustrated, it’s okay to take a break but you also have to push through. And it’s not fair, and I don’t know what it’s like for you everyday. But, it’s possible to move on and get a good job, and go to a good college, and struggle less and less along the way. It’s always going to be there, and if I could take that from you sweetheart, I would. But it’s a part of you, and I love that part of you.” 

“You do?” You whisper.

“Of course I do! You’re my girl, and if we have kids and you pass it along then it’s no biggie. Cause they’ll look at their mom and see her living a kick ass life with a disability. It’s all about how you let it define you, I know you see this as never ending but it gets better and easier, it just takes time. I know you hated it, but when you read to me every night I could see you change, you got more confident the more you did it, because you were recognizing words and didn’t freeze over them.” 

“I did?” 

“Yes! Remember how excited you were when I told you that you went three pages without questioning a word? We set that as a new record, when we first started you would barely make it through a paragraph.” 

“Will you do it with me?” 

If you needed to believe in yourself then you needed Peter, because he always believed in you even when you couldn’t understand why. 

“Do what?” 

“Be there for me, let me read to you and help me with word recognition and help me figure out where I’m smart for a boost of confidence.” 

“I’m here for you, baby. No matter what, alright? I would love to help you figure this out, we’re life partners, right?” 

“Right.” You grin at him and he exclaims, “Oh, I got one! Puzzles!” He crouches to pull a box from under the coffee table, “You’re great at puzzles, we can do one together and I’ll cry when you piece it together in an hour.” 

You take the box and hold it against your chest, “Actually, can I read you a chapter of that book? I kinda want to see how Amberlynn dies.” 

“At the rate you read it’ll really build the suspense.” 

You narrow your eyes, “Thin ice, Parker. Thin ice.” 

He raises his hands up in surrender and you grab the book and point for him to sit down, you sit next to him and clear your throat. You take a deep breath and open to the page with a bookmark poking out, you hesitate but ignore your thoughts and start reading, and you go until you can’t stand it anymore. 

You turn to see Peter looking at you with the biggest smile you’ve seen from him. 

“What?” 

He shakes his head, “Not one, Y/N. Not one slip up.” 

[clalog]

Friendly Collaboration: Part 1

Paring: hokeyplayer!sunghoon × onlyfans!reader

Genre: social media!au; academical rivals; smut

Worming: only fans user; smut (mdni please); swearing; probably grammar mistakes (not English speaker/dyslexic)

Synopsis: Sunghoon get obsessed with a only fan creator he casually find on a stressed day and he truly believes he is in love with her even if he never see her face. He doesn't know that behind the screen his is university rival and he doesn't know what kind of deal they'll make

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-There she is- Ruka screams next to you pointing at your friend Lily who was talking with a girl on the other side of the room.

You and Ruka have left your friend Sunoo with his male friends from the hokey team and start looking for Lily. Is not unusual to lose the blond girl at a party, she is a social butterfly so she knows a lot of people and most of the time she can be talking to somebody and mid sentence taken away by somebody else.

Tonight party was actually kinda boring so you want to leave, but Ruka still had hope of a funny turn so her solution was to meet new people thanks to Lily like you usually did. That’s actually how you meet Sunoo a year ago, Lily is friend with Jake who is in her book club and in the hockey team with Sunoo, something you found out later on and it surprise you since you didn’t imagine the most gay person you haver meet to be this aggressive on ice as he is during matches.

You and Ruka takes Lily attention and she present you to her friend Jiwoo and she was pretty funny that you didn’t notice Lily was lost again.

-I’m going lookin for Sunoo then I’ll left-

-Realy?- Ruka looked kinda disappointed. The fect was the more the night went the more you wanted to go to sleep, and you were so excited at the beginning.

-I’m tired, i’m not going to enjoy the rest of the night, is better if I left now-

-Text me when you arrive home- You nod and leave Ruka with Jiwoo.

After some times you find Heeseung with Joungwoon so you go to them.

-Boys, where is the funny one- Heeseung point at himself smiling.

-I saw him going upstairs, why?- Joungwoon ignore his friend so you do the same.

-Looking for him and see if he want to go home too-

-You want to live?-

-Bored and tired-

-Can’t promise what you are going to find upstairs- You in fact are scared but maybe your friend is in the bathroom vomiting and in need of help so you start looking for him.

Gladly some rooms were closed, some others not but the people inside where to concentrate in their business to notice you were there looking at their naked ass.

Then a door opens suddenly and a girl gets out of there really angry. You already know Sunoo isn’t there but the boy who left the room was wey more interesting to make fun of.

Sunghoon was bottoming his shirt when he was lefting the room.

-So you are not even good to beeing with during sex, why this do not surprise me?-

You and Sunghoon have some classes together and since the beginning the competition between you two started.

Everybody thinks you hate him but in reality you just dislike him, and he is funny to play with. Your little competition makes you want to study more just to piss him off, and that’s amazing since you are in college thanks to a scholarship.

When he notices you he looks pretty pissed off and he could leave without paying you attention, but he is probably like you and he loves your bickering as much as you did. So instead, he pays you attention.

-I’m actually pretty fun, some people on the other hand are pretty boring that they can't even makes me want them-

-Oh yeah I forgot that you are better than us common mortal prince Sunghoon-

-Is important to know when you are mistaken- Obviously he takes your insult as a compliment.

-Didn't Sunoo tell you that I accept to come to this party if you didn’t bother me?-

-If you are or not at a party is not a metter I care so piss you off or not is my decision alone. Talking about our common friend, did you saw him? I want to left but I can’t do it alone-

-Why?- his face was actually confused and you are surprised he isn’t intelligent enough for this common information.

-I’m a women, and is night-

-Ok good point. I want to left too so I’m walking you home- This is a nice act, ok you two don’t actually hate one other but walk you home is not something you two did, this a friend act.

-Absolutely not-

-I’m left this place anyway and Sunoo is geting fuck by both Minho and Jisung, did you want to ruin the moment to him?-

-Both?- Sunghoon nodded.

-Saw them enter this room, he looked kinda excited- The boy leans himself next to a door and paying attention you can hear a good fuking inside.

-Congratulation- Was your comment.

For a couple of seconds you think about it. You can ask Joungwoo to walk you home, you two are kind of friends, or even Kai, a boy of your same course who is brother with one of Wooyoung friends, anyone you would walk without getting angry with. But at the same time you don't want to ruin the night to anyone, except, wheel Sunghoon.

-Ok, but don’t open your month-

-I propose it cause if I don’t walk you home and someone finds out that I knowledge you going home alone and a bad thing happen to you they would blame me, second I don’t want to talk so your silence is better than a friendly conversation anyway-

-Just said you like my company-

-No talking, you decide that-

And that was it, you two walk where the dormitory is without exchanging any words, and that wasn’t embarrassing just cause you know that if you two talk it would be even worse.

Once in front of the girl dorm building you opened the door and he left without even saying bye and you were not surprised.

Once at your room you go straight to Woyoung room and find her happily sleeping. You, Woyoung, Lily and Ruka shared the room since last year and gladly, even if you are four different types of persons, you find in one other a little family.

Woyoung is the type of person that doesn't go to parties but prefers to go to sleep at 10pm to waking up and be productive at 6am. Thanks god so when you wake up you find the breakfast ready every morning when you are late for class.

You taxt Ruka and tell her you are safe at home and, while you were getting ready to go to bed, you noticed how your boobs were bigger than usual, probably because of the pms.

You decide to take a photo of your naked body to post on onlyfans.

You start your account before college, in need of money this was the fastest way and does not cost you a lot of time. You hide your face in every photo and video and that’s kinda why you have a lot of subscribers, they can immagine whoever they like while watching your video or photo. You even post some trailers on other +18 sites so if some people find it and start to get interested in you they would think to get a subscription at your of.

Once you do the post you finish get ready to sleep

While you were sleeping, Sunghoon was alone in his room with an open computer looking for something that would help him jerk off.

He tried to have sex with three different girls, but one was too much intoxicated, another asked him if she could call him daddy, and the last one, the one you saw him with, was just so boring to make out with.

But he wants to take out some stress from the season and the study so he needs to cum.

Then a body that was riding a pinky dildo takes his attention. The curve of that body, the sound the person was making the way they were going up and down, no face or weird dirty talk, not that he didn’t like talking during sex, he loves it especially during role play, but sometimes he just wants sex. Unfortunately the video was too short so he checked other videos on the channel.

And he finds a really interesting one titoled “masturbating after a study section with the class nerd”.

He doesn't call himself a nerd, but he finds it exciting the girl to masturbates next to some class book that can get dirty over her ministration.

He somehow finds it even more hot how she was talking in that video, small sentence but god he was close, until the video ended. He start to get frustrated but he didn’t stop his hands going up and down his dick, just one more video. Holding his dick going the same velocity of the girl in the video doesn't even know which one he clicks.

He find her so good and immagine how tight she probably is notice that all her dildo are small and she never take all of them on her, or the fact that she only take two of her fingers. God she's probably a virgin that’s why she is always alone on her video, he would makes her come so fast. He closed his eyes and in his imagination the girl's body was right in front of him riding the cum out of him.

Free him from a lot of stress, he was kind glade he walk home and find this pornstar. He didn't even clean his abs when he looked for more information about the account and find out that the three short videos he watched was just trailers from an only fans account.

He probably would regret it in the morning but he downloaded the app, gave all his data and subscribed to the account with a random name.

You would find iceprince subscription in the morning and you find it funny because your first thought was that if Sunghoon had an only fans account his nickname would probably look like this.

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ROTTMNT: Dyslexic

Mikey: *Squinting at a book, mumbling to himself the words*

Donnie: Michael, can you please read in your head? I’m trying to work here.

Mikey: *Groans, banging the book against his head* I would, but you know how it is with the wiggly words!

Donnie: The… wiggly words?

Mikey: Yeah, the wiggly words. Keep up, bro bro.

Donnie: Mikey, words don’t “wiggle”.

Mikey: *Scoffs* Next you’ll say they don’t scramble.

Donnie: They don’t.

Leo: *Enters the room* What’re we talking about in this little party of two?

Mikey: *Points at Donnie* He’s messing with me. Saying words don’t wiggle or get scrambled on pages!

Leo: *Slow blinks* Oh… did… did you not know? That you’re dyslexic?

Mikey: Dis what now?

Donnie: Ooooh, oh my Herman Melville, that makes sense now.

Leo: Don’t worry, Big M! *Brings Mikey to his side* I will kelp you with your troublings!

Mikey: Wait- kelp?

Leo: Uh..

Donnie: *Snorts* Troublings isn’t a word, Leon.

Leo: I-I KNOW!

[lennons-lemonade]

Class 1-A Headcanons! (part three)

I’m mainly going to be focusing on appearances and sexuality, as that is depicted in the images I edited.

Continuing with characters I headcanon as masc identifying (trans & cis guys). If any of your faves are not present please check part one & part two!

Included in this part: Tenya Iida, Mashirao Ojirou, Eijirou Kirishima, Rikidou Satou, Katsuki Bakugou, & Izuku Midoriya

Tenya Iida (he/him)

Tenya Iida is a bicurious asexual. He previously had a crush on Ochako Uraraka, but thinks he may be interested in Sero Hanta.

He often gets muscle cramps in his legs and has had panic attacks before, but is working to mitigate both.

He enjoys orange juice, action movies, and history. He reads text books for fun, but can also be found in the common room spending time with his peers or running around UA.

Mashirao Ojirou (he/him)

Ojirou is transmasculine and heterosexual. He is dating Tooru Hagakure.

He is very bottom heavy due to his quirk, but other than that is relatively unhindered in his everyday life.

He enjoys martial arts, gardening, and rom-coms. He can be found in UA's gym training with any number of his classmates or on his monthly date with his girlfriend.

Eijirou Kirishima (he/him)

Kirishima is transmasculine and gay. He is dating Katsuki Bakugou. He is also considering using neopronouns, but not quite certain yet.

He suffered greatly with depression in middle school, but has gotten better with therapy. He is slightly dyslexic and has ADHD. Later in life he will develop joint problems due to his quirk, but he's doing pretty well as of right now.

He enjoys swimming, weight training, and punk music & fashion. His like of swimming comes from his mom's DNA, which means he's often in the pool with Tsuyu Asui. However, he is often in the gym with his peers, sparring or otherwise working out. He, Tokoyami Fumikage, & Kyouka Jirou are a part of fake club they call the emo/goth/punk alliance, which meets monthly.

Rikidou Satou (he/him)

Rikidou is the only cisgender heterosexual in class 1A. He is not currently interested in dating anyone in his class, but there's a really cute girl at a cafe he frequents that he's recently taken note of.

He has high blood sugar due to his quirk's need for sugar and as a result gets frequent headaches and is very tired. He also has acne.

He enjoys fitness, meal planning, baking, and stand-up comedy. He's often in the kitchen, cooking or baking for himself or the class. He usually will watch a comedy routine on a streaming service while his food bakes.

Katsuki Bakugou (he/rose/blast)

Katsuki is agender and achillean. He is dating Eijirou Kirishima.

Rose is hard of hearing and slowly going deaf from his explosions. He also gets acne & rashes due to his quirk, as having nitroglycerin on his skin all day isn't the best for it.

Blast enjoys cooking, sparring, playing the drums, and punk music. He is often in the kitchen around dinner time, but otherwise is in his or Eijirou Kirishima's bedroom working or reading. Rose also plays rose's drums at least twice a week.

Izuku Midoriya (he/they/rose/petal/blast)

Izuku is omnisexual, polyamorous and identifies with the term rosboy (which is roughly, a feminine guy). He is dating Shouto Todoroki and Ochako Uraraka. Additionally, they are metamours with Tsuyu Asui and Momo Yaoyorozu.

Rose has early onset arthritis, especially in rose's fingers due to rose's quirk.

Petal enjoys gardening, working out, note taking, and volunteer work. Blast is often out of the dorms at the local animal shelter or elementary schools, assisting with whatever blast can. However, he usually in the gym or his bedroom when he is home, training, taking notes or watching old hero flics.

[singular-ghost-sound]

Ya know what.

I’m surprised I haven’t done this yet so here’s a get to know me!!

Hi my name is ghost (not my actual name just what I go by on here) and I am a gimmick blog that like a to *ghost sound* People. I for the most part do it COMPLETELY at random and will sometimes get someone twice on accident. You are welcome to ask me to *ghost sound* your friends. I will happily do so just send me the blog name!!

❗️disclaimer❗️

Unless a *ghost sound* is specifically asked for It is completely at random. Sometimes I will end up doing it to a bunch of people in the same fandom due to those blogs being what my tumblr is recommending to me at the time.

Anyways! Here is a quick few facts

•my favorite color is yellow

•I have an obsession with paper stars

•I am an artist in almost all medias

•I am the author/illustrator of my book finding color. I do have a blog for it I just never post on it lmao @finding-color (I’m gonna be trying to move most of my art and other things there tho)

•I use all pronouns

•I am QUEER

•I have visual snow syndrome and tend to always see static in my vision (joyful right), Im also dyslexic, a I have tourette’s syndrome

•I am in a SHIT ton of fandoms but my favorite is transformers (prime and cyber verse are my favorites)

PLEASE KEEP IN MIND!!

This is a safe place for all. I will not hesitate to block for any reason that makes me or someone else uncomfortable, including but not limited to:

Homophobia, transphobia, pedos, unkindness, sending unprompted sexual messages (I don’t mind if you do that on your own blog just don’t on mine please), and hate in anyway shape or form

If you have any questions feel free to ask and I’ll add on!!

<3

Also if any of all the colors and shit bothers you and make it to where you can’t read it let me know and I’ll make one without the crazy colors. I use colors in my post a lot because they help me see and read it better lmfao

pfp by by that one blog that sends stars (I forgot there blog but I sent them a ghost sound they made a star ghost)

[graaaaaayy]

hi. you now know I exist. congratulations.

i wouldn’t recommend following this blog just trust me. or you can. i’m not the boss of you

side blog for chaos : @maniccaffeineaddict

intro post under the cut :)

the basics

hi, i’m gray. no colour jokes please

🇬🇧/🇮🇹 (i live in canada now tho) | 16 | chaos book blog | self proclaimed genius

i’ve been forced (affectionately) to promise to post my writing at 100 followers. fortunately i have some time before that’ll happen

edit : not much time now

fandoms

I’m involved in and sometimes post about all of these fandoms: (in no particular order)

TFOTA | The Shadowhunter Chronicles | Riordanverse | Marvel | Harry Potter | The Kingkiller Chronicles | Sherlock Holmes | Heartstopper | RWRB | Fourth Wing | Grishaverse | ACOTAR, ToG, CC | The Inheritance Games | Shatter Me | The Legendborn Cycle

musique

I used to put my favourite artists here but yknow what, here’s my spotify. my playlists will either make you cry due to the lack of organisation or you’ll just get it. here you go, listen and weep fuckers.

DNI : TERFs , queerphobes, transphobes, racists, xenophobes, and generally shitty people.

controversial opinions not welcome this is a no politics zone.

asks

ask box is always open. send as many asks as you want :)

off anon is on this blog (main) and anon asks are on my clusterfuck of a side blog @maniccaffeineaddict. that’s my side blog for random shit, and most of the time it’s just asks on there. the most random unhinged asks.

random facts time

trying to read 150 books this year (lagging behind at 66 so far. oh well)

i have a tendency to info dump. this is a book blog BUT there’s a lot of random shite on here ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

I speak english french italian and a tiny bit of spanish SEND ME ASKS IN ANY OF MY LANGUAGES PLEASE AND THANK YOU

i have ADHD + a photographic memory. so i remember either everything or nothing at all and im also dyslexic i can’t spell to save my life.

very chaos bi vibes. my blog is a dumpster fire and so am i

my blog is just my name but if someone was yelling it because i didn’t want to pick a name specific to one fandom.

that would make it seem like i have a favourite child that i like more than the others. and im not very creative with names. so graaaaaayy it is.

okay bye.

July 2024

[proteovaldez]

Im gonna talk Jason, Reyna and Octavian. Reminder I haven’t read these books in like five or more years. Are these headcannons? Let’s call it that.

Wolf boy Jason should be talked about more. Also I like Octavian as a character cause he’s a little freak. And Reyna is my personal Ace/Aro representation. My sister and I have made little phrases to help others understand how we’ve characterized them. Octavian is “Dog eat Dog.” Reyna is “Dog and Dog.” Jason is “Doggie Dog.”

Now to explain how I think pre Hera/Juno Camp Jupiter was like. So in my mind time works differently at the wolf house. Reasoning, no way a two year old in just a year is Roman ready. So Jason spends a lot of time there. He’s a baby, so obviously he picks up on the wolf stuff and as a result he’s more animalistic. The only explanation why he was able to succeed at being a soldier at age three for fifteen years is because he is not the usual soldier. He’s a wolf first and a Roman soldier second. No matter how much training you have, it’s kind of hard to beat someone who is not afraid to bite and theoretically tear out your throat. I like to think he had longish hair. I mean I fully believe he refused shoes and his cohorts would brush his hair or give him head scratches. He has definitely bit an adult.

Now Reyna is just trying to do her job. I mean you’re telling me that Jason wouldn’t immediately investigate the new girl. He does and she’s cool. When did she get the metal dogs? Doesn’t matter she’s clearly good with dogs. Also both of them are great fighters and intelligent. I’m confident they bonded even before he became praetor. I fully believe they are in love. I mean like queer platonic love. Like the most they’ve done is holding pinkies when slightly stressed or doing each other’s hair. She cringes when he tried to hug her once. So when they both are praetors it’s her just silently begging for him to wear shoes at meetings.

Now Octavian, our favorite little freak of a teen. Octavian is a legacy, I’m assuming his parents live in New Rome. I like your think Jason went to a school and had classes with Octavian. Octavian has always been weird. Also he can read. I don’t remember if legacies are also dyslexic, but you’re telling me Octavian wouldn’t know how to read with no struggle. He would and he’d lord it over everyone. I just know he’s always been a little ambitious and power hungry. I mean what child with prophetic tendencies wouldn’t crave power? He definitely notices Jason is powerful and useful. He knows it’s better to be on the possible feral child’s side. Also he’s incredibly patriotic like most Roman’s are historically at least. He knows Jason is good for Rome and I bet he’s one of the many who thought Jason fumbled choosing the fifth cohort. Like he’s known of Jason forever and knows that Jason is all for the Roman cause he’s a child soldier. He can rely on Jason to be on the side of Rome. Now Reyna he definitely was wary until he actually met her. He’s a smart kid, so obviously he likes Reyna. He respects her greatly until she becomes Praetor. After that he has two separate Reyna’s in his mind. There’s smart, intelligent Reyna, and then there’s Praetor Reyna. The second one is an implied sneer. Cause I bet she’s had to alter her original ideas and plans to appeal to the council. Octavian has heard Reyna’s original plans and thinks they’re genius, but Praetor Reyna is a sellout.

The three of them are literally the most recognized campers at Camp Jupiter. It’s kind of hard to not at least respect your coworkers when they’re useful and technically are working towards the same goal. Like Reyna wasn’t there long so she probably was just pleased she had people to talk to. Maybe not friends exactly but acquaintances. And Jason likes people. Then Octavian likes useful people. Also they’re teenagers. I just know the three of them hung out and have stupid jokes, but only do so in private as they’re kind of serious people.

[monsterintheballroom]

Article under the cut :-)

Penelope Wilton: ‘My street cred went up when I did Shaun of the Dead’

Sat 20 Jul 2024 15.00 CEST

I had a ghastly time at school. I was dyslexic, which was seen as backward at the time. The only person who took any notice of me was a very nice poetry teacher. I was good at learning poems, so I went in for reading competitions. I remember my mother jumping out of the car when I was about 10, after I’d won a cup, and saying to my two ghastly headmistresses: “See, she’s got a cup. She’s not a dunce!”

My sister, Rosemary, was a producer and documentary maker. She got me my first job as an extra who had varicose veins. These very serious makeup ladies put spaghetti down the backs of my legs, but nobody seemed to be happy with that. I got chatting to a cleaner during a coffee break who had marvellous varicose veins. I went up to the director – things were much more hierarchical in the 1960s – and said: “I’m sorry my legs aren’t any good, but the cleaner’s legs are wonderful.” Actresses always had a reputation for being difficult. As you get older you realise why: because they often had to deal with very difficult men. Acting is collaborative. You have to get on with people, play to your strengths – and wait until you get home to moan. I once got lost on the way to the theatre – the worst thing ever. I was driving to the West End way before satnavs, ran into a diversion, and got completely lost in north London. I parked the car, summoned a lift from this charming man and said, “If you can take me to the Almeida, I’ll get you a seat.” And he did.

My walls are covered in paintings. I like to buy one when I do a job that pays well. I bought a very nice painting when I did Doctor Who and a very nice painting when I did the Marigold Hotel films. I can tell which job has paid for which painting.

Shaun of the Dead brought me to a younger generation. My daughter was about 19 or 20 when it came out and my street cred with her friends went up astronomically. Much more than when I was doing The Cherry Orchard. I don’t really know the perks of being a Dame. But I did once want an enormous amount of rubbish collected outside in the road where I live. You know, when there’s a little pile, people add more and eventually a Hoover was dumped. So I rang the council and said, “This is Dame Penelope Wilton. Could you please get rid of the rubbish in my road?” So I thought I was doing a thing for the community, not just for myself. Life is short. I try to enjoy everything: sitting in the park, looking at the trees, seeing friends and family. I’ve got two grandchildren, my daughter and my sister. I enjoy going to concerts. We’re just waiting to book the Proms, but you have to go online and there’s usually 15,000 people ahead of you. Maybe I should pull the Dame card.

[wjehfshs]

Hello, hello!!

I wanted to request a m/n who is a new recruit in tast force 141 but he is disabled, well not physically but mentally and m/n was also born prematurely which causes m/n to be much skinneir and shorter then the rest of the tf141 (hes about 5ft 5, but still very strong, can lift up ghost like hes a bag of cotton). And when he joins tf141 he doesnt even know the basics and the team is like "how tf did he even pass the standard test??" And everyone in the base thinks that m/n is a lost cause and he will prob be transfered somewhere else and one of the tf141 members (maybe price or ghost) takes m/n under their wing and teach them the basics and they are SHOOCK by how fast m/n can learn, like you could leave m/n in a room with a rifle he's unfamiliar with for an hour and m/n would have mastered the rifle. M/n also takes advantage of his disabilities (such as: autism? Tricks himself to hyperfixate on military and survival things. Permanant little lines in his vision? Uses it as a sniper telescope and can get a clear headshot from 4000 meters with a pistol. His 5 senses are hypersensitive? Uses it to detect and locate enemies and pick up small changes in the wind which helps him be a good sniper. M/n also cant remember anything for the life of him but he creates a technique that lets him memorize pages upon pages of things in mere minutes, m/n also learns languages for fun (that includes sign language too), also knows body language very well so he is usually there during interrogations to confirm if the prisoner is lying or not. And in one scenario m/n and tf141 are cornered and the soldiers are giving up going "we are not gonna win this one" or "its over" and then m/n gives an inspirational speech which somehow works. M/n also just... refuses to die, like he could have multiple gun and stab wounds but still be fighting like a tank. And when off the battlefield m/n is just... so metally disabled, you could walk up to and tell him something ,he will stand there for a few seconds to understand what you said and then respond as if he didnt just stand🧍 completely still for a solid 10 seconds looking like he was re-loading, also bumps into things right infront of him, trips over everything, most likely dyslexic, does dangerous stunts for fun and bets.

And thank you very much!!♡♡

I’m disabled myself so M/N is so me 💪 love when people ask for disabled reader

Reader is disabled/prematurely born, reader is 5,5 but strong asf, reader is a bit slow but also a walking book at the same time, reader knows multiple languages, please let me know if I got anything wrong as I am disabled but I’m only autistic, sorry I wasn’t feeling up to writing the speech, roach appears briefly

You had been born before 35 weeks

You had some seeing issues, which meant you needed glasses, not a problem apart from the fact that you where quite literally blind without them

You where also diagnosed as autistic at 9

You where heavily bullied throughout school so you decided to not only get strong but also join the military

When the 141 first saw you, how short you where, how skinny you where and your files listing your conditions they all silently agreed you wouldn’t make it through and either die on the field or be transferred

God they couldn’t be more wrong

Once during sparring, even with your short stature, you easily tackled Ghost down

He didn’t even have any time to react

Once the 141 was struggling on the field, you decided to give a motivational speech to cheer them up

It worked

A lot of the time when someone would tell a joke you didn’t understand, you took awhile to understand it but once you got it you usually always laughed

You where a sniper which concerned all of them considering you has seeing issues but Shepard was adamant that you where the best of the best

They only actually understood this when you got on the field

You where taking down the enemy from far away with no issues

They all thanked you for saving their asses out there, without you they would’ve all been dead

They asked you later how you managed to get so good at this stuff and you went on a 2 hour rant about how you forced yourself to hyper-fixate on the military so that’s how you got so good in such a short amount of time

Once they had a prisoner from the other side, you wouldn’t let up on being in there with Ghost

Eventually they agreed

First question you immediately pointed out how the prisoner was lying

How could you tell?

You explained his body language gave it away

Later on they asked you how you knew that and you revealed you knew multiple languages, including body language

You and Roach would regularly have conversations in sign language

Most of the time it was too fast for everyone else to read your hands

Honestly yes it did take some training from Price to get you to this skill level but that doesn’t mean you weren’t fucking terrifying

What confused them was you somehow managed to forget your own last name but you’re able to answer any question about the military

You where like an infinite pit of knowledge

Once you where out on the field and you got shot right next to your heart (later found that out when you where in the infirmary)

Even with blood spilling out and some other stab wounds here and there you went on

It’s like you weren’t even shot

What shocked them more was once you where on a stealth mission with them and you heard footsteps that no one would’ve been able to hear

You shot the guy with your silenced pistol as everyone quietly thanked you

They have major respect for you and honestly a few of them including the rookies look up to you