Hello, Welcome! This Is My Journey As Dyslexic Learning (hopefully) Multiple Languages! English Is My

Hello, welcome! This is my journey as dyslexic learning (hopefully) multiple languages! English is my main language but I am semi-fluent in Spanish. First, I am going to brush up on my Spanish when learning German. Next, it will hopefully be French. Etc. Etc. Thank you for reading!

Ralph and his stupid, low, gruff, and New York accent voice. I’m throwing a fit.

He’s in his 20’s now, and still has the accent. Laughing at you lowly with those pretty eyes of his when you’ll catch an attitude.

“Cmon doll face, I ani’t mean what I said.” He would try to serenade y/n with that voice of his and HE KNOWS the voice will work, it always does.

You know how many times you would break up with him and the next following days you in his lap like nothing happened? 😒

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soft asks to get to know people

what song makes you feel better?

what’s your feel-good movie?

what’s your favorite candle scent?

what flower would you like to be given?

who do you feel most you around?

say three nice things about yourself (three physical and three non-physical).

what color brings you peace?

tag someone (or multiple people) who make you feel good. 

what calms you down?

what’s something you’re excited for?

what’s your ideal date?

how are you?

what’s your comfort food?

favorite feel-good show?

for every emoji you get, tag someone and describe them in one word.

compliment the person who sent you this number.

fairy lights or LED lights?

do you still love stuffed animals?

most important thing in your life?

what do you want most in the world right now?

if you could tell your past self one thing, what would it be?

what would you say to your future self?

favorite piece of clothing?

what’s something you do to de-stress?

what’s the best personal gift someone could give you (playlist, homemade card, etc.)

what movie would you want to live in?

which character would you want to be?

hugs or hand-holding?

morning, afternoon or night?

what reminds you of home (doesn’t have to mean house… just things that remind you of the feeling of home)?

I'm gonna say something-

I propose......that the tmnt boys have a good adult future.

No dying/dead brothers or friends or dads.

No aliens taking over the planet and turning everything into either a wasteland or dustbowl.

No descendants of Shredder wanting to fuck shit up for them and ruining their lives.

No clan/alien/mutant wars.

Just a normal, happy adulthood and future. Doing mundane things like getting married or cooking a nice dinner or having a movie night with friends and family or hell even having a job or side hobby between ninja stuff. Ya know nice, soft things and not hmm I don't know UNRELENTING TRAUMA?????? THAT'D BE NICE YEAH????????????

Sleep, My Little One. 

Masterlist of fan fiction

Fandom: The Hobbit

Pairing: Thorin Oakenshield x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Just lots of fluff and happiness.

Summary: Based on this imagine. Requested as a full length fic by @sweetestgbye and @lemond57

Comments: As always, if you like the story, please consider a reblog. It really does help. If you would like to be added to any of my story tag lists, or my Follow Forever tag list (where you’re tagged in everything) then please let me know.

Your little girl was now six weeks old, having been born three weeks earlier than expected. But she came into the world with a loud cry, and had ever since demonstrated her father's stubbornness when resisting to sleep.

Thorin could see the dark circles beneath your eyes as you nursed your daughter. "Once she has nursed, head to bed, my love. I will remain with her for a while."

"I can't. She needs me with her," you argued.

"As long as one of us keeps an eye on her then she will be fine. Please go to bed. You are exhausted."

Once she had finished nursing, you handed the wriggling bundle to Thorin. His face immediately beamed with happiness and pride. It made your heart swell with love for them both, never-ending and unyielding.

"Bed, please," Thorin said again.

You walked over to your bed and slipped out of your shoes and pulled the covers aside, slipping into the warmth and comfort. Immediately you felt your whole body begin to descend down into a place of peace. Every worry, every thought, all melted away.

Your eyes fluttered open, and as you came back to the waking world, you were greeted by a sweet tune. The tune was paired with a voice, deep, but mesmerising. It was that of your husband.

"Sleep, my little one," he ushered. Then he began to sing again. His fingers plucked the strings of his harp, the harp you had gifted him on your one year anniversary of marriage, only two months before your daughter was born.

You looked across from the comfort and could see Thorin's back. He was sat on the edge of the bed, his harp between his knees. Your daughter's cradle was only a foot or two away from Thorin.

Slowly you got out of bed and walked around the edge, smiling as Thorin continued singing and playing his harp. There would never be any greater love you would ever feel than what was in your heart at that moment.

Thorin never noticed you until you sat beside him and rested your head on his shoulder. He kissed the top of your head and continued playing.

Your little girl was lying on her back, her eyes closed.

As Thorin stopped playing, you took his hand in yours and held it tight. "You two make me the luckiest person to have ever lived," you said softly, and a tear of joy slipped down your cheek.

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