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I'm watching a fanartist stream and I just-

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People are missing the point entirely as well. Yes, Horan worded it horribly, but people were going to persecute anything she said simply because she said it.

But she has a point. At a Reign game, a group of people spent the entire game talking about “how hot Rapinoe is” and talked about cornering her a medical clinic for picture and autographs. They didn’t talk about the game being played once. So, you can’t blame her for wanting to isolate her fan base. People are showing more passion for players and their looks and their sexuality, than they are the sport that they play.

Meg knew exactly what she was doing when she worded the quote and the reaction it would get.

Clickbait articles where you’re taking things out of context on purpose, even though it’s not gonna get people to read your article because it’s behind a paywall is just plain mean.

Meg Linehan is a bitch who loves being the “go to source” while she continues to shit on players she doesn’t like.

I’m not reposting anything from that article but those of us with reading comprehension skills understood what was said in the article.

I get that clicks are how internet journalists make their money but you cannot deny that they picked a sentence that they knew would sound inflammatory out of context.

Would they write an article like this about Becky? Reminder that Meg broke the story about Becky not making the World Cup rather than let Becky tell the team herself.

Fuck the Athletic, fuck Meg.

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At the rate I’ve been writing things, I will get something out 12-18 business months 😬

I have been trying so hard to finish the sequels to Bad Guy and I’ll Have the Special, but just can’t decide the way I want either to go.

Sorry team, I promise things are in the works. I don’t know if I need random little bits to work on and get over this, or what.

I’m still kicking around though, something will come out. Eventually…

#woso x reader

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heyy how are you? it's been a minute, you haven't posted since last year!

Hey! I’m good!

I have had the worst writers block. I’m really trying to get sequels to Bad Guy and I’ll have the Special, but have rewritten both so many times.

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loved your piece about dyslexia! it has made me feel safe

That’s good, I’m glad!

I am about halfway done a second part to it

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don't leave me!

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would ever write about R having autism and maybe leah? being extra protective over R? its fine if not, just a little thought:)

I’m not saying no. Could I have more context for what you’re looking for? I just want to make sure that I would able to do it justice

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i cant wait for more dyslexic!reader and katie ❤️ it made my heart feel so safe

Happy to hear that! The fic did a lot better than I expected it to

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I guess it’s kinda similar to dark mode? 😅 So if you have an IPhone, go to Accessibility in the settings, then click on display & text size and scroll down, there will be something that says “colour filters” ! There are a few filters but I have mine on a pale blue colour tint. They are for those who are colour blind or those who have trouble reading text on the screen😊

That’s super cool! I never knew that was a setting, learn something new everyday

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This might be a bit long but I hope it helps you with your m writing😊

When reading, I have to read a sentence multiple times (double digits even😂) to understand it. I skip lines as I read, quickly lose my place in a sentence or paragraph and I can read individual words just fine but not understand the sentence. It is quite time consuming and very frustrating 😅 I tend to also read things and then forget what I’ve just read 5 seconds ago. I have to have things printed on a pastel colour paper but if that’s not possible, I use a coloured overlay (it’s a thin sheet of coloured plastic). The coloured paper and overlay make the text a little less distorted. My phone screen is also tinted (something that can be done from Settings on IPhone😊)

I find it very hard sometimes to say what’s in my head, like the words get stuck in my mouth. So sometimes I say the wrong words and the words I say aren’t in the correct order so nothing makes sense 😅 For this exact reason, I feel robotic when speaking sometimes since I. End. Up. Speaking. Like. This. For this reason also, it takes me ages to write things as well, it’s like I have to individually process every single letter I write. I hate that I have to ask people to repeat themselves so much because I am listening to them but I just don’t understand a single word they say, like they’re speaking in a different language to me.😅. This means that I just have a lot of anxiety when having to speak in public (shops, restaurants etc) and when speaking to new people😊

This is super helpful! Thank you for sharing!

When you say tinted phone screen, is that dark mode? Or is it something different?

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this is me begging on my hands and knees for more dyslexic!reader 🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️

I can make that happen!

I’d love more insight from someone/people with dyslexia. Other things you struggle with, how you feel in situations, little ways you’ve cope or tricks you use, that kind of thing

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can u pls write some katie mccabe x reader where reader has dyslexia?

I'll Have the Special - Katie McCabe

Y/N felt her body heating up as she heard everyone placing their order to the waiter. She tried to tune them out, re-reading the menu options again, then jumping back to the start when she would catch what someone else said. 

“Oh umm, just the special,” she offered the teen a smile, handing him the menu when she was nudged for her turn to order. 

The teen seemed overwhelmed with the large group and scribbled her order down without looking up. 

Y/N sunk into her seat when he walked away, and conversation resumed. The anxiety of racing to read the menu and not hold up the group slowly seeping away. She took a couple sips of her drink to settle her nerves before joining the conversation again. 

Her stress quickly spiked when her plate was set in front of her. Two large, battered fish filets sat on a pile of French fries. Being allergic to fish, there wasn’t anything she could eat off the plate. Having been so stressed about attempting to read the menu, she hadn’t actually listened to what the special was that night. Ordering the special had been a panic response when the menu kept getting jumbled in the noise of the restaurant.

“Oi! Switch with me!” Katie quickly reached across, trading plates before Y/N had a chance to say anything. Y/N sighed in relief when she saw food in front of her that she could eat. 

Katie gave her subtle wink before stabbing her fork into the fish, helping cool it off quicker to eat. 

“You didn’t have to switch meals with me,” Y/N mumbled while the team walked back to their hotel after supper. 

“You didn’t seem happy with what you got, and I’m not a picky eater, no biggie,” Katie shrugged her shoulders. 

“I’m allergic to fish,” Y/N muttered out, embarrassed that she ordered something she wouldn’t have been able to eat. 

Katie paused her step for a second when she heard what Y/N said, “why’d you order the special then?”

Y/N flushed and refused to look up, continuing to walk a couple steps, Katie quick to take a few large strides to catch up, “I wasn’t listening when he said what it was, and I wasn’t ready to order, so I just panicked and said the special.”

“The team would have waited for you to decide,” Katie furrowed her brow, the team was always patient, some nights it took forever to place orders, much to the frustration of many staff having to make multiple trips to take orders. 

Y/N hesitated her steps now, glancing around to see how far they were from some other groups of people having separated during the walk, “it wasn’t about being indecisive,” she huffed and dropped her chin to her chest, “I couldn’t read the menu. It was too loud to read in there.” 

“Too loud to read? That’s the dumbest thing ever,” Steph push her way between the pair, not stopping as Katie told her off. 

Looking back at Y/N, Katie could see her jaw set as her cheeks flushed pink, eyes focused on the ground as she shuffled to follow the group again. Katie caught the fabric of her coat, pulling her back to a stop. Glancing around, she realized they were at the back of their pack of players, “what do you mean it was ‘too loud to read’?” 

“Nothing, it’s dumb, like Steph said,” Y/N shook her head and tried to pull away. 

Katie tightened her grip, “it’s not dumb. Especially if it means you end up ordering something you’re allergicto.” 

Y/N kicked her toe into the pavement, watching as a stone bounced off the edge of the sidewalk, “you know how you turn the radio down in the car when you’re looking for an address?”

 Katie nodded along, “it’s like that, but I can’t turn down the world. Normally, if I take my time and really focus on just the menu, I can manage it. I’m just tired from the game, so the restaurant seemed extra loud, and people kept talking to me, I couldn’t do a good job to focus on reading.”

“You’re dyslexic!” Katie caught on quick to what Y/N was saying, quickly mumbling an apology when she realized how loudly she spoke. 

Y/N nodded, “I’ve gotten pretty good at covering. I try and order last or look the menu up ahead of time, usually both. Most places have pretty good specials, so I just get that if I can’t.”

“You never actually get what you want, do you?” Katie frowned.

Y/N shrugged it off, “it’s usually fine. Tonight was kind of the exception I guess.”

They started walking again, keeping the pace slow, uninterested in catching the group. 

“What about during film and meetings and such?”

“Jonas gives me a printout with his notes so I can follow along easier. And I try and sit in the back of the room, I can follow better if I can say what I’m reading. But listening I’m alright.”

“What else can I do to help?”

“You don’t have to do anything,” Y/N shook her head, not wanting anyone’s pity. 

Katie sighed, pushing the button for the elevator, she wanted to help, but she wasn’t going to push the girl when she seemed uncomfortable as it was, “alright, but if there is ever anything I can do. Or if Catley, or anyone, says something dumb or bugs you about this. You tell me.”

Katie fixed her with a hard stare, showing how serious she was being. 

The next team meeting the defender watched as Y/N settled in the back of the room with a few extra papers. She kept glancing over to make sure Y/N wasn’t struggling to follow along, readying herself to jump in to help if needed. Each time, she would see Y/N’s lips moving as she quietly whispered the words Jonas had on his screen or watch Y/N’s finger slowly move along her page. 

Over the next couple days, Katie watched Y/N. She didn’t know much about dyslexia, so she didn’t know if there was anything she could help Y/N with, but she wanted to make sure she would at least be aware and help avoid putting Y/N in any more situations like the restaurant. Katie knew there wasn’t much she could do to help, and Y/N seemed to be fine on her own, even noticing the small things she did that seemed to help. She would place one ear bud in during breaks to have her phone read messages to her, ducking off to the side to use voice to text to respond. 

Katie felt a little bit of guilt settle in her gut when she thought of all the times the team had gone out for dinner or coffee and Y/N felt rushed to order something she didn’t want because she felt to embarred to admit her struggle. She had seen the panic on Y/N’s face while they went for coffee after training, and someone suggested a new place. Y/N had been participating happily with the group, but dropped back and grew quiet as she put her ear bud in, attempting to search the café’s menu while keeping up with the group. 

Y/N kept to the back of the group as they entered, scanning over the large chalkboard, lips moving while mouthed the words slowly to herself. Katie quickly skimmed the menu, recognizing they had gone to an unnecessarily witty café, all the names of the drinks long, poorly executed puns, forcing you to read the description. Looking beside her, she could see Y/N quickly growing frustrated with herself. The bright, multi coloured chalk and overly designed boards creating chaos in her brain as she tried to decipher any of the drink names, none of the words coming together for her pretend to make an order. 

One by one the girls each order and moved to the side, waiting for their names to be called. Leaving Katie and Y/N the last to order. Y/N’s jaw clenched when a couple entered the café behind them, putting more pressure on her to decipher the menu. 

Katie could tell Y/N was about to give up and potentially decline ordering all together. 

“We need another minute, you can go ahead of us,” the defender nudged Y/N over, motioning for the couple to order before them. 

“I have no idea what I want,” Katie stayed close to Y/N, “maybe whole latte love?” she pointed to the first drink on the board, “or smashing pumpkin spice latte?”

Katie continued to read some of the obnoxious names, pointing to each one as she went, watching out of the corner of her eye as Y/N’s shoulders slowly dropped. 

“Blah, who came up with these? AC/DECAF? The count macchiato?”

“Thank you, Katie,” Y/N whispered when she had finished reading the menu. 

“Anytime,” she winked and moved to order, Y/N ordering quickly behind, tapping her card to pay for both. 

Katie made a point of sitting next to Y/N at restaurants, sharing a menu, causally pointing things out, and reading them out loud. She did her best to be subtle and avoid drawing attention to them when she did it. She had learned what Y/N preferred to eat and only read those options out for her, patiently holding the menu up her to continue reading at her pace in case there was something else she wanted. 

“Oh, this one sounds good, filet mignon with bearnaise sauce and seasonal vegetables,” Katie dragged her finger under the words as she read it out loud, Y/N softly whispering after the brunette finished speaking. 

Katie continued reading the options to herself, then reading out another she thought Y/N might like, “herb crusted chicken breast with rice pilaff.”

Y/N would forever be grateful the way Katie patiently read menus to her, never making her feel dumb for struggling over the process. Her ability to offer help so casually and discreate amazed her. The defender was normally so brash and blunt, that she was caught off guard at how she just made it seem like she was thinking out loud the way she read things off to Y/N. 

#woso imagine #woso x reader #katie mccabe imagine #katie mccabe x reader

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5 and 18

5 - favourite form of potato

Vodka

18 - boba/tea order

Green tea, black, like my soul

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weirdly specific and unrelated asks to know someone well:

chipotle order?

thoughts on veganism?

a specific color that gives you the ick?

mythical creature you think/believe is real?

favorite form of potato?

do you use a watch?

what animal do you look forward to seeing when you visit an aquarium?

do you change into specific clothes for the house when you get home?

do you have a skincare routine (and how many steps is it)?

on a plane, do you ask for apple or orange juice?

anything from your childhood you’ve held on to?

brand of haircare/bodycare/skincare that you trust 100%?

first thing you’re doing in the purge?

do you think you’re dehydrated?

rank the methods of death: freezing, burning, drowning

thoughts on mint chocolate chip?

an anxious compulsion you do everyday?

your boba/tea order?

the veggie you dislike the most?

favorite disney princess movie?

a number that weirds you out?

do you have an emotional support water bottle?

do you wear jewelry?

which do you find yourself using, american or british english?

would you say you have good taste in music?

how’s your spice tolerance?

what’s your favorite or go-to outfit?

last meal on earth?

preferred pasta noodle?

ask me anything !

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like max angst but sprinkle comfort

So glad you said that, little smattering of hurt and fluff too

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Hey folks!

I need your thoughts on part 2 of Bad Guy. How angsty should it be? There will be angst, but how much angst should there be.

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Masterlist

ENGWNT

Alessia Russo 

Don't Say It

Good Paying Customer

It's Been a Year

Jawline

Know my Place

Reconnected

Sleepy Time

Two Bros

Ella Toone 

Should Have Listened

Laura Combs

Retirement

Leah Williamson 

Bad Guy

Definitely Not Cute

Past Doesn't Always Stay in the Past

The Trainer and the Rookie

            Leah's Big Move

Lucy Bronze 

Right Person, Wrong Time

ARSENEL

Katie McCabe

 Straw

Stupid Face

CANWNT

Jesse Flemming

Not a Threat

USWNT

Emily Foxx 

Newlywed Game