Guys!!! Trini may be an A+ student but I can also see her having OCD or dyslexia. She’s constantly double checking to see if she has all of her notes and they have to be in the right order. At first the rest of them don’t think anything of it, until one day Kimberly is hanging out at Trini’s house and Trini repeatedly checks to make sure that all the windows and door are locked properly and that Trini checks twice to make sure her homework is done correctly and in the right folder for her classes.
Trini notices that Kim has picked up on it, and Trini’s embarrassed and just mumbles, “It’s a habit, sorry.” And Kim is so quick to tell her she doesn’t need to apologize for it, and Trini just shrugs and says, “My parents are just glad I don’t do it at school. I guess I forgot to take my pills today.”
Or if Trini has dyslexia, Kim picks up on it almost immediately because Trini struggles with learning and memorizing the vocabulary words in Biology (their entire class does, but Trini spends hours trying to remember how to pronounce them)
Trini also struggles with reading out loud so whenever they’re in class together, Kim always reads out loud if the teacher calls on Trini because she knows that Trini hates the attention, not because she thinks she can’t do it.
When they do homework together, Trini gets frustrated easily, especially if there’s a lot of reading to when she has math homework, even with how much Trini enjoys that class, it’s hard for her to get it down and memorize things, so Kimberly tries to find ways to help her.
Request: Bellamy x reader where reader is friends with Octavia and one night the reader goes to a club and has sex with a really hot guy. The next day she goes to Octavia’s house and Octavia is thrilled because her older brother, whom you have never met, is finally back from college. You realize bellamy is the guy you hooked up with. Smut pls
The music was loud and his body was close. As you danced to the track blaring through the speakers, you felt the stranger’s fingers pressing into your hips from behind. And you loved it.
You turned around, coming face to face with the boy who said hi at the bar a few minutes ago. He looked down at you and the smile he gave you nearly made you collapse. He was beautiful and the way he started a conversation so easily felt comfortable and natural. The hot sweaty bodies dancing around pushed you into his arms and the two of you danced closer under the flickering of the club lights.
After getting to his house, everything was a blur of bare bodies and daring touches.
Number One: “The skirt is supposed to be this short.”
“I can’t believe this is your dirty secret.”
Boyd raised his eyebrows, adjusting his belt. “What did you think it was?”
“I don’t know, scrapbooking? Ballroom dance? Secret piccolo prodigy?” Stiles tried to shimmy the massive wedgie out of his buttcrack, but it just slipped in further. God damn it. He was wearing way too many layers to go after it, at least two of them chainmail.
“Piccolo?” Boyd’s tone itself wasn’t threatening, but picking up a broadsword and sheathing it on his belt certainly was. It was much bigger than Stiles’ sword, that was for sure.
“Come on, dude. Do you really not see the irony of a literal werewolf LARPing? And not as a werewolf? You wouldn’t even need prosthetics!”
“It’s not roleplaying if you’re just being yourself.”
“Okay, but why roleplay when you’re already a badass? Let’s face it, if anyone here should be roleplaying, it’s the pack human who doesn’t have superpowers.”
“They aren’t superpowers!” Derek’s usual reflex response came from behind the curtain, and then he added, “Are you sure you didn’t give me Kira’s outfit?”
Boyd rolled his eyes like they were the ones being unreasonable here. “Yes, I’m still sure. Come out.”
Stiles couldn’t actually hear it, but it was like a sixth sense by now; he knew Derek sighed before yanking back the crookedly hanging sheet that served as a dressing room in a corner of their massive canvas pack tent.