#easy reader

[chaoselph]

[timetrek24]

🇺🇲 Let's explore the captivating history and enduring features of the Timex Easy Reader—a watch celebrated for its simplicity, functionality, and timeless style.

⌚️ A staple in the Timex lineup since its debut, the Easy Reader exemplifies the brand's dedication to accessible timekeeping. Introduced in the 1970s, this iconic watch was crafted with readability and user-friendly design at its core.

⚜️ The Easy Reader boasts a clean, straightforward aesthetic, ensuring effortless readability at a glance. Inspired by the mid-century Bauhaus movement, known for its emphasis on simplicity and functionality, this watch features large, bold numerals and contrasting hour markers for exceptional visibility in any lighting. Over time, the Easy Reader has evolved to offer a diverse range of styles and colors, catering to various tastes—from classic leather straps to contemporary metal bracelets.

💡 Developed by Timex in the early 90s, our INDIGLO® night light allows you to tell the time in the dark with the push of a button. This watch is suitable only for hand-washing or accidental splashes of water. It is not suitable for swimming or diving. To maintain water resistance, do not press any buttons while the watch is wet.

📺 Widely recognized in popular culture, the Easy Reader has graced the screens of films, television shows, and fashion magazines, attesting to its enduring appeal. Seen on the wrists of celebrities and influential figures, this watch has solidified its status as a timeless classic.

🌟 The Timex Easy Reader remains a favorite among watch enthusiasts for its enduring design and everyday practicality. Despite its stylish appearance, this watch remains affordable, making it accessible to a broad audience of enthusiasts. Whether dressing up for an occasion or keeping it casual, the Easy Reader effortlessly complements any ensemble.

[lamardeuse]

I feel like you're dating yourself if your first memory of Morgan Freeman is as Easy Reader

[grimeowkin]

🌱✨ An All-Consuming Desire ✨🌱

[writesaboutdragons]

Advent is Coming! Are You Ready?

Advent is Coming. Are you ready?

If you are looking for a delightful and easy-reader book to celebrate Advent with your family, here's an option that will also teach your kids their ABCs.

Here's the blurb:

Advent is the 25 Days before Christmas, starting with December 1. In this easy-reader Advent Devotional, the Alphabet is used to teach early readers and taller folk as well about the importance and true meaning of Christmas. With vibrant child-friendly artwork on each page, kids learn in Seuss-like rhyme about the angel's visit, the manger, the shepherds and the wise men. Each day has a short prayer and a bible verse too. May this illustrated book teach your family more about the coming of that first Christmas Gift.

Link below, available in full-color paperback or kindle. Feel free to share this post with friends.

[moopsoup]

“i ain’t lettin you in no more, remmick.”your voice barely holds. arms crossed. jaw set. like you’re trying to convince yourself more than him. “can’t keep doin whatever this is with you.”

remmick leans on the doorframe, arms loose at his sides, head tilted just enough to look sweet. innocent. “you say that every time.”

“cause i mean it.” you said as simply as ever but you knew he could read you like a damn children’s book.

he hums low. slow smile curling at his lips.

“what if i fuck you real nice this time?” he says, voice like honey poured slow. “sweet n’ slow. how you like it. kiss every inch of you. let you sit on my face? hm?”

you blink. heart kicks. throat tight. “you think that’s gonna work on me?”

he shrugs. doesn’t even bother looking guilty. “i hope so?” he licks his bottom lip, eyes dragging over you like he already knows how this ends.

“c’mon, sugar. let me in.”

your hand’s still on the door. you should close it. really you should. don’t give in.

instead, you step aside. “come in.” you sigh

[bumblehoneybee]

idk why but i just imagined shadow circling the reader like all hedgehogs do when they like each other. it's weird but the little guy can't bring himself to confess in a proper way (story request? if u could🙏)

Come Full Circle

Shadow was a weird guy. He just was. But anyone who grew up how he did would be weird, so you put a lot of his strange habits out of your mind. So, you didn't pay it much attention when Shadow's habit of pacing turned into him walking around you.

It wasn't as obvious as him obsessively grooming his quills or him checking his shoes when he was bored. Shadow moved with purpose more often than not, so as he made his way around you, tapping his foot and scanning the perimeter, it took a few laps for you to realize that he was orbiting you like a moon caught by your gravity.

"Everything alright?" You asked, futzing with your outfit to not appear put off by his behavior. The last thing you wanted was to weird him out of things he did to comfort himself. Gaia knew he hardly allowed himself these things.

"Mm." Was all Shadow gave you, his face obscured.

So you shrugged and continued on with your day.

However, when the day winded down into dinnertime, you found yourself surrounded by others, most importantly other hedgehogs. Amy and Sonic specifically stared at you and the ever-orbiting Shadow with wide eyes, which unnerved you. And when you were unnerved, Shadow was biting, so at least they weren't staring for long.

Instead, you caught them giggling to each other, Amy especially joyful.

She caught your hand when Sonic got Shadow's attention with a race.

"Shadow's been circling you, huh?" She asked, smile small but knowing.

"Yeah?" You cocked your head. "What? Don't tell me it means something."

"For a hedgehog like Shadow," Amy began, pausing so you'd huff at her, "it means he likes you."

You were not impressed. "Cool. I like him too."

Amy slugged your arm, and like a bolt of lightning, Shadow appeared before the two of you. You stumbled forward into him, but he easily caught you, giving Amy a halfhearted glare. She didn't speak, but put her hands up in faux surrender.

"Loves you." She said to you, skipping off to soothe the bruised ego of one blue hedgehog. You watched her go, eyes widening when Sonic did a series of laps around her, seemingly just happy to see her.

Loves you. Oh Gaia, ohhhhhhh. . .

Shadow's voice snapped you into reality. "What did she say? Loves you?"

You shook your head to clear it. "Guess she loves me."

Shadow huffed a little, confused but unwilling to ask more questions. Seeing him finally still for once, you carefully began to step behind him. Shadow turns with you for a moment, brows furrowed, but they widen as you begin your second lap.

You had never seen him so still. A smile tugged at your face, but you didn't tease, didn't say anything. Instead, you circled your lovely hedgehog, watching him start to squirm and blush.

But he didn't leave.

Hopefully you'd get a kiss out of him today too.

[dykekarkat]

we need to start making shen yuan weirder that man is NOT normal. too often his freak tendencies are overshadowed by luo binghe's well. everything. but shen yuan is arguably weirder than him for literally no reason whatsoever. i could study his brain in a lab for 30 years and still come no closer to understanding him.

[tacticalprincess]

having a one night stand with könig but he’s just genuinely off putting and creepy…​ doesn’t talk more than absolutely necessary and avoids your eyes like he’s hiding a body in the backseat of his car but you let him take you home because the bulge you felt in his pants was bigger than you’ve ever had. you’re expecting him to fuck you fast and rough but he takes his sweet time with your body, flips you on your tummy, smooshes your face into the pillow and explores every inch of you with either his calloused hands or tongue until your pussy is practically gaping for his dick and he can split you open with ease. each cant of his broad hips is driven by something akin to passion— or maybe just desperation. the only noise he emits is laborious breathing and frustrated grunts, equally appreciative as infuriated that someone like you is giving yourself to a man like him, if only you had just an inkling of better judgement. the drive home is silent and full of self reflection because you don’t understand what just happened but for some reason you think it could’ve gone way worse. ominously tells you to “stay safe” as he walks you to your door, but not without one last — hardly subtle — glance at your apartment number.

[watchingwisteria]

listen there really was just something about how in the book, snow’s 3-page descent from hesitant lover boy to deluded mfer happens entirely in his mind. lucy gray gives him no indication whatsoever that she suspects him, that she’s going to leave or betray him. he’s just sitting quietly in the cabin waiting for her to return when that seed of calculated suspicion, which he has needed to survive the capitol, takes a hold of him and chokes the life out of any goodness left inside him. it really drives home your terror as a reader that “oh my god did he kill her? did she escape? what happened to her? why would he even think that?” in a way that when the movie had to adjust for visualization it lost some of that holy shit this guy has lost it emphasis.

[cherrikeys]

rafayel and his instant bedroom eyes, slow smirk and teasing words. his "oh? this intense?" while he oh so conveniently lets the grape roll down his body. you know what i mean? rafayel who probably takes any opportunity he can to stretch his arms up so his shirt rides up in front of you, or purposefully leans back on the couch, to spread his legs slightly and look real comfortable.

i'm sure he obnoxiously sighs long and deep and pouts whenever you're not looking at him directly. and you gotta be careful giving him a water bottle, because of course he loves to let water drip out of his mouth whenever you're around. rafayel also can't help but purposefully take his belt off in front of you, when he's getting ready for a quick clothing change, or a swim, or just because he's home and he should be comfortable, right?

anyways. rafayel and his obsession with seducing you.

[zephyrchama]

You were in the middle of conversing with Luke during some RAD downtime when Mammon dragged his desk over and sat down like he owned the place. He had no interest whatsoever in your discussion on flower vases.

"Let's play cards!" he insisted. "I'm dyin' of boredom over here."

"Why don't you go bother someone your own size?" Luke retorted, but Mammon was already shuffling a rather worn deck he kept in his bag.

He looked like a professional dealer, mixing the cards so smoothly. 52 pieces blended together into a flowing bridge as he deftly tossed the deck from one hand to another.

"Whaddya wanna bet? Loser does everyone's homework? Or how's about you two gotta listen to whatever I tell ya?"

You rolled your eyes at the thought. "How come you're the winner? We haven't even started yet." Not to mention, you could command Mammon whenever you wanted. It wasn't an enticing prize.

Luke looked wary. "Gambling is against the school rules. You shouldn't do things knowing Barbatos will catch you."

"Ah, shut it. I'm on the student council, remember?" Mammon started dealing cards, tossing five your way and five to Luke. "I practically make the rules around here."

Mammon leaned back in his chair until the front legs were off the ground while you and Luke studied your cards. Mammon looked to have memorized his hand with a quick glance, while the angel alternated between intensely staring at his cards and Mammon.

"Luke, do you even know how to play poker?" you asked. The exact game hadn't been specified, but there was little question about what you were playing.

"Not really," he answered, "but I used to play a lot of Old Maid with Simeon when I was little."

Mammon snorted. "When you were little? What, like, this mornin'?"

Luke kicked at the airborne leg of Mammon's chair while the demon cackled at his own joke.

[fixyourwritinghabits]

Also, to be clear, I don't think fanfiction is to blame for the overwhelming amount of meh cosy fiction or romance out there. Fanfiction and the folks who write it aren't doing anything wrong. I think it's due to the publishing industry's desire to sell you something you would otherwise be reading for free.

That's my ultimate hot take.

[heavenbarnes]

thinking about older bf!simon that can’t get it up.

seriously.

friday night at the end of a long week, curled under his arm- not an inch of your mouth that his tongue hasn’t covered.

the palm of your hand has been working him over his trousers for what feels like the better part of an hour.

no dice.

“m’sorry, sweet’art”

simon looks spent, absolutely knackered.

“s’all good, we don’t have to”

he groans, utter frustration written all over his face as he picks you up to plonk you down in his lap.

“but i want to”

he wants to, he wants it more than he wants breath in his fucking lungs. his body just can’t hack it.

ultimate betrayal.

burying your face where his neck meets his shoulder, your hand slips between the two of you. gently stroking his soft cock in your hand, you feel the tension start to leave him.

“can still play with it a little, f’you want?”

the sound of your voice, the heat of your hand- simon’s hips jolt when you pull back his foreskin to rub over the head.

his breath stutters as his chest deflates, arm wrapping around your waist so he could slip his fingers between your thighs.

“y’good to me, sweet’art- jus’ like that”

[lacobus]

[nsfw] : play fighting + teasing

more under the cut because it got longer than i expected

play fighting with mark when he gets his powers makes him so smug because he really doesn't have to put any effort into holding you down. in fact, it's already enough to just lay down on top of you and watch you squirm.

all you can really do is wriggle and pitifully paw at him, frowning as your attempts to push him off have no effect. you could brace both of your hands on his broad chest and shove as hard as you like but he'd never budge.

you hate losing though, so usually you don't play fair. since he always just lays on top of you or lazily pins you down, you just grind on him and run your hands across his body. being sweet and coy toward him like you aren't purposefully rolling your knee around his hips. or like you aren't slipping your hands underneath his shirt either.

when you get him flustered enough, you'll flip your positions— him on his back and you on top —and grin in his face.

your smile only widens when his hands come up and settle at your waist, already coaxing you down so he can kiss you.

you shift atop him, making him groan as you brush against his hard-on.

"tease," he groans, pausing to study your ecstatic expression before he presses his lips to yours.

you slip your hands under the band of his sweatpants and palm him, never quite giving him the satisfaction of properly touching him or letting him cum.

"sorry baby," you laugh, kissing him another time for good measure before resuming straddling him. "but i won this time."

"finish what you started," he whines, rutting his hips against your thighs.

"no promises!" you say, laughing again.

[sublimerences]

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Short comic about those two guys I hate.