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How to Animate a Dog Intensely Kissing a Man

Step 1: make contact with human

Step 2: initiate suction

Step 3: begin lip transformation

Step 4: morph into anteater

Step 5: allow the ‘shrooms to kick in

Step 6: oh goodness here it comes

Step ∞:

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.ó̡̫͈̩͈̟̤̐̃̇̆̓̿͑͝͡n̢͉̥̭̘̓͌̂̓̓̓̽͠ t̙̝̹̰̲̾̍̾̀́͜͞͡h̙̟͕̤̺̦̗̃̇͂́̿̈́̓͢͜͢a̲̖̥̞̰̥̔̈́̾̓̀̆̈́̕̚͞t̰̬̭̹̃̇̌̄̈͂͑̐̕͢ ţ̵͚̟̻̥̣̮̯͛͂͊̊́̐͑͝a̞̳̖̥͇̺̳͆̒͗͒̑́̀̕͢͞͞b̷̜̖̝̜͙̣̙̦̔̈̃̓̌̉̏͑̓̅ͅl̷̨̧̼̜̞͎̻̩̥͒͐͛̅̅̀̊͒͘ͅȩ̛͍̩̳̙̱̋̂̉̿͠͞ o̷͇͉̣͙͓͓̭̪̟̤͑̔̏̀̆̕͘v̷̡̛̘̖̻̙̪͇̎͋̈́̈̉̍ể̵̤͉̯̰̹́̃̾̕͡ŗ̷̫̜͕̳̉̇̽̾̀̾͌̿̆̿ ́͞͞t̶̴̨he͘r̸҉e҉ ̨̢͟l̕͝i̷͠t͟t̶̵͢ĺ̵͢e̷ ̢͘͜o̵͘v̵̶͝e͠ŕ̛ ̕t͡ḩe͢ŗ̧e҉͘͢ ̶sm̡a͢͠ll ̕a̛ǹd̨̡ lu͝sci̸͢o̸̶̡ų̢s͡ ҉g̸̢ŗ͟o͏w͝i̢n̨̢g͞ ̷̸b̶i̡ģ̸g̨͝er̡ ҉f̡͜͝a̵̢s͟͡t҉e͝r̶͞ ̀͝a̴̢̨ĺ̴l̶ ͡.t͙̺̲͇̳́̇̒͗̔͞h̸͉͔̰̱̘̓͐̐͐̏̃̇̕͢͜͞ę̸̗̪̪̜̬̝̠̀͂̂̋̉̅͟ ẅ̸̧̮̳͍̱̻͕͈̼͂͑̽̍̿̈͑̚͟͞ḣ̵͈̪̳̻̮̰̃͐̄̅̇̒̅͛i̷̖̬̳̼̝̖̟̮̟̅͋͒̌̀̿̌͆͢l̴̼̖̩̯̬͐̊̅̄͐͒̃́̓ë̸̘̪͍͈͚͍̟̱́͊̅̃̓͟ f̶̡̛͎̘̯̖͆̔́̇͂͐͜o̙̯̜̯̥̱̓́̌̅͒̆̆r͍͖̮͔̝͛̿̄̋̽́͌ ̶͢r͞ę͠a̧̢s͜ó͟n̵͟ş͜ ̷҉u҉n̸k͞n̨o̷̴̡w͡n̷ ̴͝m̢y̷͠ ̧͞t͢҉ǫ͘͞n̶̛͟g҉̡u҉̢e̸̴͝ ͞f͝e͢͠el̸͘s͞ ̷l̀i͠k̷̛e ̷ą͝ ̸̸w͞in̢͘͟dmi̷̷l̸l҉ ͡͝a͡g̵͟a̢͘in̛͜҉ ̴ye̕͞t҉ ͜.
a̸̧̛̝̰̫̬̲̥̖̓̓̀͠ͅg̴̖̻̖͎̺͎̰̯̈̏̀̿̌͡͡͞a̵̧̟̙͚̪̺͎̣̟͐͆̎̏̽̕͡i̝̲͔̝̖͗̇̈͗̕͢͡n̵̛̬̲̰̣̭̄̓̃̓͝ o̶̞̘̳͊̒͒̽͒̓͜͢ń̖̜̣̮͔̓̔̽̕̕ç̴͎͔̫̦̬͈̔̈́̍̒͋͜è̶̫͉̖̜̦͚͚̦̄̾̔́͊̀̚͜ ȃ̡̘̩̹̹̻̻͈̃͐̅͘͟͡g̨͉͖͉͇͍͎͋̀͊̇̀̕͘͠a̷͙̲̹̮̜̩̞͊̍̃͐̍͢ͅi̧̼̩̜͙̜̙̹̥͖͗͑͑̍͒͌̂͌͘n̢̬͉͕̣͎̫̝͐̓̋̎̌̐͢͡ņ̴o͏̀ n͡o͡ ̷̀͡í͏t́ ̡͠s͏ļ̶i͢p͠s ͏̢a̷w͞a̢̕͜y ̕u̧p̨͘on̸͡ t̷͞he͢͠ ̵͜͢s̵̶h́o̢͜ŕ̷͠è̕ś͝ ̶̡o͏f ̷s͘͟d҉̴̷m-́͜sęc͜͡re͡t͏s.̨̧͟t̛u̵̢͟m҉͢bl̡r.̢̛͟ç̡ơ̷m̢͜ ̷̀f͢͝òr̢҉ ͢r̶͝e̶͢as͠o̵͞n̷͟s̀͏̧ ͢.u̶̘͔̭̞̙̪̣̫̐̈̀́̔̈́̽̉̅͜͝ņ̦̗͔̫͕̪͈̟͚̀͑̑̑̈́͘͝ḵ̷̢̡̢̡̛̫̻͎̳̲̿͑̅̑͐̋͛͊͞n̷̨̠̩͎̩̺̦̠̤̂́̆̀̈́̍́͘ó̳͓͙͖̩͒̓̑͢͝ẘ̧̝̬̪̩̥͙̭͓̓́̊̍̿͋̋͐̿n̡̻̲͈̟̲̰̠̣͆͊̃̐̊́ͅ f̶̡͉̰̟͓̳̹̞̂͆̾̎̈́͐̕̚͡͡ì̱̥͍͇̯͇̝̮̔̂̊̊͞n̶͔͎̜͇̼͉̤͚̲̺͋̈́̊͂̏̒̚͝ď̙͉͉͎͈̱̬̃̔̈͘͘ĭ̷̡̛͕͓͇̲͈̫̱̀̽̓̚͟n̴̢͙͍̹̬̻̈́͆͂̈́̈̀̒̇g̢̧̗̱̘͔̭̹̏͌͑͐̈̐̎́
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. .t̢̧̨̢̙̪̗̱̦͔͗̀̎̿̌̇̈͌͠͡ḧ̨̩̮̤͇́͗̓̍̌͜e̸̛̛͚̲̝̠̮̟̰̙̎́͊͂̆̂̐͢͟ ṡ͙̜͎͎̙̩̪̺̆̒͗̏͛̋̚̕͟͜c̵̢͇̬̭̖̥̱̯͛̌͐̊̃͋̐̇̆͜͞o̴͉̫̦͎͇̩̰͈͑́͐̄͑̽̓ͅó̴͎͈͍̝̲̭͈̓͋̈̓̂̒̚͞b͖̜̙̘̲̞͑̒͊͑̕͜͜y̝̯͔̼̼̝̻̱͇̮̑̄̏̓͛̃͒̿̕͠ś͝na͡҉c̨͏k҉̢͟ś ͏o̶̜̟̰̻̯͐̔͒̎͌̔̚͠͞f̨͉͔͔̘͚̜͊̉̋͒͛̓̈́͟͠ͅ t̢̰̤͕̱̙̮͎͖̎̊͛̀̚͢͝ḩ̵͖͙̖͙̤̊͂͒̅̋͆͗̚͠ę̧̛̤̪̣̐̍̏͊̈́̈̓̏̿͢ c̷̟̠̠̟͖͙̦͗̅́͊̈́̒͒͋͜͝ȍ̢͙̼̠̺͌̐͋̄̅̋̍̀̚ņ̸̛̞͕̥̖̙̩̄̓͛͘͜͠͞s̸̞̬̯̩̟̥̰͉͂̇̍̾̃͌͂̌̀̇͢c͕̻͚͓̰̙̳̦̤̿͑̈́̃̒͑͜͡ï̛̤͓͕͍̝̈́̏͘ě̸̢̢͖̮̲̤̈́̔̅̕̕͟͞ͅn̵̡̺͉͉̮͔̏̄͗̓̆̎̎͌͞͝c̛̲̳͔͓̦̘̓͋̚͢͡ͅȩ̛̖̲̦̱̳̋̃͂̌̊͘͘̕ͅ ͟.c̴̞̻͖̹̼̼̀̈͐͐̀́̀ͅö̢̨̧̥̩̘͇̐̈̂͜͝͡n̵̛͈̲̲̣̞̫͙̍̋̃̉́̿͞ͅs̡̢̟͇̣͒̀̉̏̂̌̕͠c̵̖͎̣̰̩̞̠͖͉͐̉͑̉̓ȋ̛̖͔̟̟̖̃͂́͑́̇͗̉͜ͅe̵̡̛̦̮̤͉̹͍̬̟͍̓̀́̇̄͌̂n̡̢͕̗̟̫̍̒̈́͛̀̓̏̋͜͝͡c̡̢̜͔̉͋͂̒̔͐̽͢͟e̵͉̬͓͕͈̓̃̓̔͂̓̀͞
. ̢͘c̡o͏ń̢́ś͡t̛an̡t̕s̶͢͞ ̴i̸͟͟n̴҉ ̴̨t̶h҉̢é͡ ̀e͡q́̀u̢̢at̶̀͢i̸o̸n ҉͠a̷͝r͠e̵̛ ͏as͜ ̵̸.
.f̯͈̤̼͔͔̅͊̑͛̽̀̚ṑ̴̧̤̖̭̙͎̭͖̲̈̑͊͌͟͞l̡͈͓͓̦͓̯͖̆́̐̀̄͘͞l̷̢̛͔͎͍͈̼̠͓̻̀̈́̉̿͟͡o̡̧͓͎̩͙̞͆̏͐̔̆̏̓͘͜w͇̲̗̘̱̰͔̿͆̊͐̍ş̝̝̙̥̭̇͊́̊́͠͠f̸̨̹̖͚̣̀̂́̒̾̾͛͂̕͜o̷̖͇͕̬͕̥͈̽̓̓̊͐̽͒̋̎ŗ̧̺̘̮̯̩͚̲̌́̀̓͠ͅ ŗ̢̼̟̭̱̦͕͒̓̊̎͋e̢̺̝͖͛̎̈̉̐͌͘͟a̷̱̩̲̟̺̺̠̥̭̱͑̎̒̅͝s̵̼̟̤̙̩̥̏̍͗̈͠ỏ̧̙͔͔͍̳͊͆̓͑̈́̅̏ń̴̗͖̣̫̈́̎͒͂͆̽͆͠͝ͅs̷̗̥̟̞̜̥̠̗͇̎͒̋̑̽̃ u̗̫͖̹̻̇̊͛͗̐̑̀̃̀͜n̯̩͍̞͇͌̇̕̚̚͝k̴̼͖͓̰͕̝̺͋̍́̔̌͡n̶̻͎̣̼̫͊̈̓̒̄͗̐͜͡o̙̙̝̖͒̔̅̋͟͞ẘ̸͈̺̥̻̟̲̳̾̎̑̿͝ṉ̵̡̨̠͙͔͉̼̺̿͊̿͑̑̄̽ͅ ą̡̬̯̣̯̀͐̄̊̃͆͡͠͡͝s̸̥͇̠͍̘̄͒̉̇͑͛̏̚͟ͅͅ w̠̤̯̟̦̘̍͊͆̍͘͟͝ȩ̵͓̣̘̙̱̾̈́̾̅̅̾̈́͘ c̷̡̢̨̯̪̻͔̐̈́̇̏̓̍̑͆͜ͅa̵̩̼̫͕͓͇̾̉̌͠͠n̸̙͈͉͓̦̉̓̾́̇͛͢͡ ǫ̶͙͙̖̍̂̑̚͘͟n̬͕̖̞̺̍͗̉̅̃͒̅̾͒̕l͕̣͓͖̺̪̗͋̐̂̍̅͒̈́͞͝ͅͅͅy͔̻͇̤̜̹̺͉̩̋̅̍͒͋̒͂̿̔ a̴̦̝̩͕̮͗͆͊̔̍͑̆̋͜͜͠͞ͅs̴̨͎̖̝͓̮̆̃̋̆͒̇́s̴̛͍͔̲͕̮̞̻͍̦̎͂́͒͂̆̚͜͞ų̴͙̤̙̠̔́͊͊͂͟ͅḿ̤̝͍̩̙̩̣̮̳̉̑̑̃e̷͚͙̬̜̜̫̘̙̐͛̉̀̕̕͟ ủ̖̭͈̜͙̙͙͉̟̟̓̀͑̈̚͘n̻̗̜̻̭̱̞̈̏͊̃͒͐̄͜͟͡i͙̫̝̝̦̭̪̅̎̃̃̃͌ḻ̫̫͈͉̱̫̤̐͌̾͋͌̀̏ ĩ̢̼̫̟̖̟͇̈́̍̌͑̏̋̓̚̚͢n̡̻̖̜̳͕͉̅̽̃̈̆̋̆̂ͅḟ̡̲͈̺̤̥̞̔͌̓̂̿͌̓͆̿ỉ̴̧̙͔̲͔̹̝͙̏̈́̂̌̀͟͞ǹ̳͚̮̤̙̩̀̐̄̃̒̑̚ì͉̙͔̦̭̥̺̻̰̈́̋̌͌̈̓̆͐̈́͢ţ͙̠͉̰̯͇̮͈͌͂̈̔͆͂̓͂́ͅy̜͇͙̩̅̅̐͛̾͑̐̅͞ͅ

name of the cast voice actors

the audition ended and now i’ll be listing the names that’ll be in this project…

undyne———–>@metalphoennixwolf

color!sans——->@tehrogue

gaster————>@vadeva

chara————->@starbotdubs

papyrus———->@vadeva

alphys————>@indiegenesis101

gerson———–>@deusn

asgore———–>@tehrogue

mettaton———>@mtt-it

burgerpants—–>@shinydiamondblog

reverperson—–>@stormberrymc

young papyrus–>(the ninja mouse) please contact me

young undyne—>@stormberrymc

monster 1——–>@mtt-it

monster 2——–>(uiopvocal327)please contact me

monster 3——–>(vero-valzer)please contact me

monster 4——–>(mr amazing gaming)please contact me

monster 5——–>@mtt-it

monster 7——–>(synistersyrup)please contact me


thank you and welcome to the project and for everybody who participated thank you too and i wish you good luck next time <3

Am I Distracting You?

Pairing: Dean Ambrose x Reader

Word Count: 1,019

Warnings: None

A/N: It’s my first post here and I had no idea I would be so nervous about it. I know it’s trash but you know what they say, practice makes perfect!

Originally posted by leakees

*Not my GIF*

You try catching your breath as you stumble into a corner of the ring. Tired and hurt, but still not willing to give up, you use the ropes to help yourself up. You and Nikki have had matches on numerous occasions before, but this match was much more different. This was a number one contenders’ match for the Smackdown Live Womens Championship. Since this was your first opportunity to get a chance to fight for the championship in a while, the stakes were incredibly high. Losing again would definitely not help you in the ranks.

“Come on, you can do this! Pull yourself together, Y/N” you mutter.

Nikki stood dazed and confused in the middle of the ring, still dizzy after the attacks from your substantial move set. This is your chance to finish her. You push yourself off of the ropes to gain momentum for your next move, a single leg dropkick. Nikki spun around just in time for the move to connect perfectly.

“Mammia mia!” Mauro Ranallo yelled from the commentators table.

You roll back into the corner of the ring, using the ropes to help yourself up again. A grin appears on your face when you spot Nikki lying motionless on the ring mat. You glanced at the crowd and embraced the cheers that dominated the whole arena. You proceed to stomp your foot, signalling to the crowd that you were about to preform your finishing move, a super kick. Nikki was slowly getting back to her feet. Just as you were about to deliver the brutal kick, the sound of an engine revving mixed with some cheers filled the arena.

“What the hell?!” you yell.

The commentators are almost as baffled as you are.

“You don’t think it’s-” Mauro gasped.

“Who else could it possibly be other than the lunatic fringe himself, Dean Ambrose?” JBL groaned.

“But what is he doing coming out here?!”

Once Dean came out, the crowd cheered even louder. He’s wearing his regular attire; the usual blue jeans, white sleeveless shirt, black combat boots and a black leather jacket to complete the whole ensemble. You stared at him for a few seconds. It wasn’t exactly hard to get lost in his baby blue eyes. Before you knew it, he was already halfway down the ramp.

“You shouldn’t stare, Y/N, it’s not polite. Then again, who can blame you?” he said in an almost mocking tone.

You clenched your fist and narrowed your eyes as you watched him make his way past the ring.

“Don’t you have to go be irritating somewhere else?” you asked.

Dean glanced down at his wrist and pretended to look at a watch.

“Hmm… No, not for another half an hour” he responded.

You scowled at him. It wasn’t until a few seconds passed by that he motioned for you to turn around. You furrowed your brow and spun around directly into a forearm smash from Nikki. You stumble around the ring a bit with your face in hand. Still dizzy, you walk straight into Nikki and she is quick to lift you up.

“Will she be able to pull off the Rack Attack for the number one contenders’ spot?” Mauro yelled.

“Come on, Y/N! Wouldn’t want to lose that opportunity for the title, now would we?” Dean called from ringside.

You barely managed to fight out of it and land on your feet. Nikki stood in the middle of the ring, frustrated. You grit your teeth and try your best to ignore the rest of the unintelligible yelling coming from Dean. You charge towards the middle of the ring, spearing Nikki. You lift your arm up and the crowd goes wild. In addition, Dean took off his leather jacket and swung it around. You looked over and rolled your eyes at him. You were about to go for the pin until…

“Let’s go, Y/N! Make daddy proud!” Dean yelled.

You knew you shouldn’t have, but you turned around anyway. Dean laughed.

“Sorry, am I distracting you?” he asked.

You shot Dean a dirty look hoping he got the message.

“Awh, you look cute even when you’re mad!” he teased.

You were about to open your mouth to respond until Nikki rolled you up for the pin.

“1… 2…” the referee counted.

You managed to kick out just in time. Nikki looked furious, and so were you.

“Will someone get that lunatic out of here!?” JBL yelled, “He’s interfering in a very important match!!”

That’s it, now you were riled up. The adrenaline kicked in and you sprung up to your feet. You pointed at Dean.

“How’s this for ya, Ambrose?” you yelled.

You backed up into the ropes, gaining momentum once more and gave Nikki a devastating clothesline, similar to the signature move Dean would always preform during matches. Dean admittedly looked a little surprised. You continued the assault with a Dirty Deeds to Nikki right in the middle of the ring. You went for the pin, still not breaking eye contact with Dean.

“1… 2… 3!” the referee shouted.

The referee lifted your arm.

“Your new number one contender for the Smackdown Live Womens Championship, Y/N!” cheered Mauro.

The crowd was filled with joy and began to chant your name. You were still catching your breath when Dean slipped into the ring. He casually walked over to you. You showed no expression when he gave you a big dimply smile. God, those dimples. You lifted your arm into the air one last time and the crowd roared. Dean didn’t take his eyes off you as he stood inches away. You eyed the lunatic and gave your lip a subtle bite.

“This isn’t over, Ambrose” you mumbled.

He was still looking at you as you slipped out of the ring. You sat on the ringside and before hopping off, you turned around one last time. Dean shot you a wink and waved to you. You chuckled. You made your way up the ramp, stopping once you got to the very top. You took one last moment to let out a deep breath and smile before continuing.

anonymous asked:

HC that Jared tried getting contacts once and spent 3 and 1/2 hours at the glasses place but couldnt do it.He forced his mom to get him root beer gummies afterwards. He talks to Evan later about it and Evan reveals that he wears contacts and it only took him 10 min. his first try. Jared doesn't talk to him for a month, but then Evan gives him 25 bags of rootbeer gummys to make it better.Jared eats them all in 2 weeks.(Idk its 2 am. p.s. this is loosely based off me and my sister)

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After the Island (Summer Hiatus Stories) - Chapter 1 - REDDuke62 - Arrow (TV 2012) [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Team Arrow returns to their lives after the Island (post 5x23). Told from the viewpoint of Team Arrow (and others), these vignettes are loosely tied to the Olicity Hiatus Fic-A-Thon prompts. Somewhat Olicity-centered, but I have left my interpretation of the prompts to be very open.

Each story/vignette will be told by a third party and will be loosely chronological. Well, that’s the plan.

I thought I would post my Fic on here as well. 😊


The Girl Next Door


Summary:

18 year old Jughead Jones is a straight ‘A’ over-achiever who feels that he has never really lived life to the fullest. That is, until he meets the girl next door.
Notes:

This will be based off of the movie called “The Girl Next Door”. I will be taking dialogue directly from the script of it but also adding in a lot of my own stuff and leaving stuff out. In this AU, Jughead is 18 years old and Betty is 20. Sorry for any errors, and thank you to @wheninriverdale for editing for me, you’re the best.
This is my first Fic so I’m a little scared. If there is enough people interested, I’ll start on chapter 2. I hope you enjoy. :)

Chapter 1


“How do you just skip class every day and go to the beach?” Jughead asked Archie as he watched Riverdale’s football team and cheerleaders, the River Vixens, exit out the glass doors leading out to the parking lot of Riverdale High.

“Because they just don’t care. Let’s go with them. Seriously, let’s just do it.” Archie exclaimed.

Jughead stopped suddenly causing Archie to slam into his back. “Why?”

Jughead and Archie may have been best friends, but they also had very different interests. One of them being sports and another being the people they chose to hang out with when they weren’t with each other.

“We never do anything Jug. I mean, we’re graduating. We should be going nuts right now. Let’s just do something.”

“I am doing something Archie; I’m going to class" Archie grabbed Jughead’s arm before he could cross the threshold to his next class.

“You already got into Yale Jug, come on.” Jughead yanked his arm away from Archie and proceeded to take his usual seat by the window in the back of the class. He watched out the window as Archie slapped the shoulder of one of his football team mates, Reggie, before hopping into the back of the pickup truck.

Jughead rolled his eyes and took his science text book out of his book bag that was slouched on the floor and threw it on his desk hard enough to turn a few heads in the rows in front.

_______________________________________

“Oh, hi honey. You’re home early” Jughead’s mom, Gladys, said while she sat at the kitchen table with his father, Fred Andrews and Mary Andrews. Jughead and Archie’s parents have been close friends since before they were born, throwing Jughead and Archie into each other’s lives as a result. They instantly became best friends and have been inseparable as far back as they could remember.

“Yea, I postponed working on the Blue and Gold. I gotta work on my speech. Hey Mr. and Mrs. Andrews.” Jughead said while kicking his shoes off and sliding his book bag off his shoulder.

“Hey Jug. Congratulations on Yale.” Fred Andrews said lifting his coffee mug in Jughead’s direction, giving him a nod and a smile. “What’s the speech you’re working on?”

“Oh, it’s for this scholarship I need to get so I can actually go to Yale. It’s pretty expensive.” Jughead explained while rubbing the back of his neck and darting his eyes to the floor.

The mood shifted in the room. Jughead’s family was not well off, but had enough to get by. This was pretty well known in their small town, where everyone knew each other’s business, but it never caused people to look down on their family and Jughead was grateful for that.

“What kind of scholarship is it? What do they give it for?” Fred asked Jughead, trying to bring the mood back to something more positive.

“It’s for the student who best demonstrates moral fiber.” Jughead explained, lifting his head.

“Oh, I’m sure you’ll get it Jughead.” Mary Andrews said smiling at Jughead.
“Thanks Mary, I mean I hope so. There’s some stiff competition and they only pick one of us so I’ll just have to blow them away with my speech.” Jughead excused himself and headed up the stairs to work on the speech.

Jughead sat at his desk in his room with his feet resting on his bed that was covered in flannel sheets. His desk lamp and the full moon outside were the only light source to inhabit his space. He shuffled through his now worn out index cards that contained bits and pieces of the speech he had been working on tirelessly for the past 3 months. Giving this speech at the scholarship award ceremony would be the most important moment of his life and he knew he had to put everything he had into each word. He grabbed a fresh index card from the pile sitting on his desk and started writing himself a list.

1. MAKE EYE CONTACT
2. BE CHARMING
3. JFK QUOTE!

“Jughead, could you please take out the trash for me honey” Gladys called from the bottom of the stairs.

Jughead closed his eyes tight and scooped up his cards. “Yea sure mom, be right down.”

Jughead grabbed the bag of garbage by the front door and swung it over his shoulder. He walked towards the end of the driveway, while reciting parts of his speech under his breath. “John F. Kennedy once said…”

Jughead stopped dead in tracks, feeling his stomach tighten instantly at the sight in front of him. A baby blue Volkswagen beetle was parked on the street in front of his next door neighbor’s house, the Lodge’s. The trunk was open and the most beautiful golden hair he had ever laid eyes on was rummaging inside. His eyes trailed down her bare shoulders and slender frame to the black skirt that stopped just below the most perfect curves. Her long legs were almost glowing in the moonlight. Jughead swallowed hard and could feel the bag start to slip out of his now sweaty palm. He started moving towards the garbage bin at the end of the driveway, not taking his eyes off of her. She turned out of the trunk, bags in hand, and started towards the Lodge’s house. Jughead walked straight into the garbage bin, knocking it over, causing a loud crash to echo through the air. She looked over in his direction, but didn’t startle, almost as if she knew he was watching her. A small smile crept at the corner of her mouth and Jughead quickly looked away feeling the heat rise through his entire body. She turned her attention back to the front door, closing it softly behind her. She was the most captivating woman Jughead had ever seen in his entire life.

“Look, I don’t know who she is.” Jughead said to Archie over the phone as he paced back and forth in his bedroom. “I’m just saying that this girl was unbelievable. I mean she was like an angel. She had this smile…you should have seen it.”

“So did you bang her?” Archie asked Jughead.

“Oh yeah Archie, I banged her.” Jughead said sarcastically as he plopped down at his desk chair, looking up at the ceiling.

“That’s what a man does.” Archie said, laughing a little too hard at his own joke. Archie was a lot more experienced than Jughead in the girl department and loved to remind him of this fact.

“Yeah, okay Arch.” Jughead said as he turned his head sideways to look out the window. “Oh my God.” Jughead almost dropped the phone at the sight that was displayed in the window of the house next door. The mystery girl Jughead had seen earlier was sitting at a vanity brushing her wavy blonde hair. He could tell she was listening to music because her head was slightly moving in a rhythm and once in a while she would mouth words, singing along to whatever she was listening to, Jughead assumed.

“What Jughead?” Archie asked “What happened?”

“The girl next door, I can see her through my window. God, who is this girl?”

“Be a man and go over there Jughead.” Archie said. “Come on. Just introduce yourself.”

“Okay, and say what. You know I’m not good with this stuff.” Jughead said to Archie, not taking his eyes off of her.

“I don’t know. Get off your ass and do something Jug!” Archie yelled at Jughead through the phone.

“Oh my God.” Jughead breathed in sharply.

The girl moved out of her chair and with her back to the window, pulled her red tank top up over her head, throwing it to the side of the room. Her bare back was completely exposed causing Jughead’s heart to race, and making him forget he was on the phone with Archie. She moved her hand to her waist and slid her black skirt slowly down over her hips, exposing the black thong she was wearing.

Jughead clicked off the phone, ending the call with Archie. He knew he should look away, that this was wrong, but it was like his whole body had been paralyzed and he didn’t have a choice. The phone rang and Jughead clicked the talk button, not taking his eyes off of her. All her heard on the other end was Archie’s voice saying “Dude, what the fuck?” Before he quickly pressed the off button and threw the phone on his bed. Just as the girl stood up straight after kicking off her skirt, she turned her head and locked eyes with Jughead.

Jughead hit the floor so hard he thought he had blacked out for a split second. He skidded across the floor and put his back up against the wall underneath the window.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” Jughead said out loud to himself while digging both of his hands deep into his hair, knocking his beanie off his head. He slowly lifted his head over the window sill. The light was off in the room and she seemed to be gone. Just as he began to relax back down to the floor, a figure caught his eye coming towards his house. It was her. A split second later the doorbell rang and his heart was in his throat.

“Jughead!” Jughead’s father’s voice rang through the house causing him to jump. He couldn’t believe this was happening. She probably told his parents he was watching her, he thought.
“Jughead, come down here.” His father’s voice rang from the bottom of the stairs again.

Jughead rubbed his face and grabbed his beanie off the floor, shoving it hard over his head. He made his was slowly down the first few stairs and stopped half way down when he saw the girl standing between his mother and father.

“What are you doing up there?” Jughead’s father asked. “Come down here.”

Jughead hesitantly walked down the rest of the stairs and came to a stop in front of the girl and his parents. She was even more beautiful up close. She had her hair up in a loose ponytail, wearing a yellow t-shirt and grey sweat pants. Jughead rubbed his hands together while looking anywhere but at the girl standing in front of him. His heart was racing again. She hadn’t taken her eyes off of him since he had emerged from his bedroom.
“Jughead, this is Betty.”

Karamel Appreciation 

Day 4 - Favourite Physical Contact

Reasons for why is just because they are fucking adorable. Mon El is definitely the one that initiates the physical contact majority of the time.

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Chris Evans Imagine “Mystery Girl” Part 2

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He watched the TV but his mind wasn’t fully on it. All he saw was pictures moving. His mind was away. Far away. The last couple days Chris had been thinking about the mysteries girl (Y/N). The girl that just with words put everything he had lost back at it’s places. Remote in one hand and phone in the other. Last hour he has been trying to get the guys to call Mike. The guys at whose party he met (Y/N). He couldn’t find the right words to really explain the situation. Chris couldn’t really describe her. When they were sitting under the night sky all he really saw was he eyes that were shining under the moonlight. Every night when Chris went to bed the last thing he saw before falling asleep were her eyes. He knew he couldn’t describe her to Mike the way he thought about her. Chris was staring go get mad at him self for not just calling and asking. All he needed was her number or at least her last name. He would at least have a place to start. Then another thought came to his wondering mind. Does she even think about him? What would she say if he found her and called her. Would it be weird? Suddenly words came to his mind, words that sounded like she was talking to him.  “You’ll never know if you don’t try” so he tried. Before more fear or doubt could take over his mind and body, Chris found the name Mike on his contact list and pressed call. 1…2…3 rings. nothing. Just before he was about to give up Mike picked up

“Hey Chris. What’s up?” Chris couldn’t find the words all he saw was her face. “Hello? Chris?” Mike asked.

“Yeah. I’m here. Hey” finally he found the power to speak.

“What happened man?”  Mike said with a laugh. In the background Chris could hear some other sounds. Like he had people with him.

“Oh are you busy? I can call later.” Chris said nervously rubbing his head.

“No it’s just some people from work. What’s up?” It was now or never. Chris had one chance. He knew himself too well, if he didn’t ask now he would never ask.

“Listen, I know this is going to sound weird but I’m looking for someone.” he said now getting up, trying to walk and calm himself.

“Okay who are you looking for? Someone for a movie?” Mike was right to think he would ask for something like that. Usually Chris called him to talk about work and casting people. But not this time. This time it was more personal.

“No, it’s nothing like that”

“okay. So what is it? Who you looking for?” Chris could hear the interest in Mikes voice.

“It’s someone from your party.” Mike said nothing feeling there was much more to it all. “It’s a girl”

“I see” you could tell by the voice there was a smile in his face.

“She was there but I didn’t see for a long time. I don’t know much about her.  I met her out at your back yard.” Chris was about to continue with his description when Mike said

“You mean the girl with the leather jacket and red dress?” that made Chris remember her even better.  He could see her even clearer now. She had a red that that was knee high, a dress that looked so perfect on her. He could even remember her hair being curled. Chris smiled realizing he was so close to finding her.

“You mean (Y/N)? “ Mike asked.

“YES” Chris slapped his palm over his mouth when he realized he had yelled with all the excitement. Mike on the other end of the phone laughed.

“Nice. Okay I think I know where this is going. I believe you need her phone number” Chris nodded to himself. “But I don’t have it” all Chris’s wold just collapsed. He was so close. He could feel it.

“Oh okay. Thanks anyway” with disappointment on his heart Chris almost hanged up when Mike said

“But I might know who has her number” the happiness Chris had before returned with even more power.

“Could you amm?” Mike let out another soft laugh.

“Sure. I’ll call him” the word him made his heart stop just for a second and Mike could tell “Him as her best friend who is gay and is married.”

“Oh okay. that’s nice” Chris didn’t know what to really say to make this less awkward. Since he had already yelled out and made so many weirds when talking about her. They hung up and Chris sat on his bad, smiling. The next minutes he spent watching his phone in hopes to get the message he was waiting for. It longer then he thought but the message came

Got the number. Had to call in a big favor and promise from him not to tell her you asked her number. So don’t mess this up man :D

Good luck XXX-XXX-XXX

Now all Chris had to do was call the number. Looking at the clock he realized it was too late to make it now, but knowing he had a chance to talk to her once again made him happy and helped him sleep easily.

No tengo miedo de apostarte, perderte si me da pavor.

Simon and Luna are stepbrothers and just arrived from Mexico to Argentina, they inmediatly friend Nina, but the power trio of the school gets really interested in this new squad.  

Chapter 10 | 9 | | 8 | 7 | 6 | 5 | 4 | 3 | 2 | 1 |

The weekend was a hell to Ambar, she tried to contact Simon in every way without any success, she tried phone, skype, messeges, snapchat, instagram, email, she even thought in sending him a letter, she needed to explain the whole mess and asking for his forgiveness, she didn´t expect that they would go back at the state of possible relationship, but she just wanted to tell him how all changed since that day in the rink, and how wrong she was and how she would do anything to never do that stupid bet with Matteo, but after every attempt to contact him, he inmediatly blocked her in every social media she used, so she decided to wait until monday and talk to him on school, he had to hear her since he sits next to her. 

When she entered the classroom Simon wasn’t there yet but he usually arrived a little later after her, but Matteo and Gaston were already there, Matteo was sat with a notable black eye and Gastón was next to him, neither of them looked very happy neither.

-Hey -Ambar mouthed softly to them, but the only answer she got was a lifted brow from Matteo, Gastón didn’t even look at her, she went directly to her sit to wait, those minutes seemed everlasting, but when the teacher entered she could saw how the figure of Simon was behind her, Ambar sat straight and couldn’t help but smile when she saw him, but unlike her Simon was looking at the floor the whole time, never looked at Ambar, not even once, weirdly he didn’t went to sit next to Ambar, he stayed next to the teacher.

-Good morning class, we’ll have a little change today from specially request from our Director -The teacher said smiling -Delfina, pick up your stuff and please take sit next to Ambar from now on, and Simon will sit with Miss Carbajal.

The teacher said and Ambar swear she could heard how her heart crushed, Delfi took all her stuff quick and sat next to her confused, Ambar didn’t take her eyes out of him while Simon walked over and sat next to Jazmin, smiling sincerely like always to Jazmin, and Jazmin being flirty with him, it was the worst to watch, she knew Jazmin had a little crush on him, she has commented to her before, but seeing that, was devasting her and now she didn’t have a clue what to do.




-Where the fuck is she? -Matteo asked to Gastón after looking in the whole school for Luna without any luck, wasn’t in the cafeteria, not in the table they hang out usually, not in the corridors, not even in the library, how was possible that she hide that good when she just arrived the school.

-I don’t know, but I don’t think that she would hide this well if she wants to see you -Gaston said exasperate to Matteo -And I don’t blame her, actually I don’t want to see you neither, but I don’t want to be alone, and since Nina doesn’t talk to me for your fault, I’m stuck with you, dickhead.

-Thank you for the support, bro -Matteo said remarking sarcasticaly the word “bro” 

-Is that… Matteo how could you did something like that? I mean, I can believe Ambar doing it, but you? You aren’t like this… -Gaston said with clearly dissapointment in his voice that made Matteo’s heart shrugged

-I…I don’t know, Ambar was teasing me, an..and I was jealous of seeing her with Simon, and…fuck… I was so afraid -Matteo said sitting  in a bench nearby and placing his face between his hands 

-Afraid? Why afraid? -Gastón said taking a sit next 

-I have met her for like two days and… and still felt so different about her than I’ve felt for anyone, I wanted to be in Simon’s place, I wanted to hug her, and make her laugh, and be around her all the time, and… and she was practically a stranger -Matteo said lifting his face and Gastón saw how broken his best friend was -but I also thought she would be like every other girl, she would go out, will post some pictures with me, win some followers and when she realize it that I am not as perfect as everybody think she would go, and that thought made me feel so awful and I didn’t want to feel that way, and I thought that if I’ll stay in denial those feeling will go away

-But they didn’t -Gastón said knowing what was on Matteo’s mind, he knew it better than himself 

-No, they got stronger and now… -Matteo said with her voice cracked at the berge of crying and Gaston noticed it 

-And now, you are going to man up and talk to her, explain her, and if she understands and forgives you and really wants that things work out is the girl for you, if she doesn’t at least you will know you tried at least to fix the mess, okay? -Gastón said placing a reconforting hand in Matteo’s shoulder, he knew Matteo screwed but also knew that this was hurting Matteo, and seeing him like that hurt him too.

-Thank you, really, I don’t know what I would do without you -Matteo said placing his hand on his shoulder too 

-You probably would be dead or in jail -Gaston joked and Matteo couldn’t help but let a little giggle out and the realization hit him like a train

-Talking about dead, we should see how is Ambar, she looked pretty bad this morning -Matteo said standing and Gastón followed 

-Okay, but if she starts bitching about how this is your fault or my fault like every time something goes wrong in her life, I am leaving her -Gastón said while they staring to walk now looking for her

-Hey, don’t be like that, she is going through a hard time in her house and now with Simon -Matteo tried to defend her, she was very private about her personal problems and only Matteo knew about that, so far he knew.

-All people go through different things in their lives, that doesn’t give the right to anyone to be shitty to others 

-She just… just need a little more patiente -Matteo explained, he knew that Ambar was a little too much to handle sometimes, and didn’t want to start imaginating how unbareable she was at that moment 

-I know, and you know I try my best to be patiente, but today is just not a good day to push my bottoms, she can be annoying when Nina starts talking me again -Gastón said that and Matteo felt guilty to know how this stupidicity has affected Gastón too, the most inocent in all this mess 

-Oh bro, I really, really sorry, I should go talk to her, explain her that you didn’t have to do anything with this -Matteo said stoping their walk

-Nah, I’ll do it this afternoon, I’ll tell her the truth, if she doesn’t believe me then she doesn’r know a thing of who I am and shouldn’t…. you know -Gastón said trying to not put more guilty on his best friend, but also sad of thinking Nina could actually believe that Gastón has something to do with that, he was excited about their new relationship and didn’t want it to end so soon and for not an actual reason 

-Okay, but if you need that I …. 

-I know, don’t worry, we’ll have eachother’s backs always, don’t ever doubt that -Gastón said giving him the most sincere smile ever, and Matteo couldn’t be more thankful for having him in his life, they shared an accomplice smile with more meaning that a thousand of words and then kept walking to find Ambar, after a couple of minutes they found her sitting in a bench on a corner of the cafeteria looking at nothing while Jazmin and Delfi were trying really hard to get her attention 

-Do you want to scream at me? Do it, I don’t mind, that always put you on a better mood -Jazmin was almost like begging her when Matteo and Gaston arrived 

-Hey girls, what’s up? -Matteo asked being smuggly casual as always 

-I don’t know, she hasn’t said a word, not even when I laughed her expression changed -Jazmin said looking at her worried, Ambar always frowned to Jazmin when she snorting while laughing 

-Can you give us some minutes? -Matteo asked kindly and both nodded taking their stuff with them 

-Also Matteo, that black eye gives you such a vibe of bad boy, I love it -Jazmin was saying smiling widely 

-Jazmin, let’s go -Delfi said exasperate taking Jazmin with her by her arm leaving the three friends there 

-Hey, are you okay? -Matteo said and Ambar fixed her eyes on him 

-Sure, why wouldn’t I? -She said with an emotionless smile on her face, that kind of smile that doesn’t trasmit any good sensation 

-Because all the mess from friday? And Simon changing sit? I expected you to be a little more… you know… -Gastón said gesturing with his hands because he didn’t want to say the world he was thinking. Histarical, Gastón thought she would be more histerical 

-What? No! Why would I be bad about some random guy that I just met and doesn’t mean anything to me, that was a game and is over, so now back to normal -Ambar said monotone, Gastón was confused but Matteo knew that she was hurt, maybe that was the most hurt Matteo has seen Ambar in his life, just that she was holding up inside her, not letting anyone know she was weak or hurt. 

-Ambar, you don’t have to fake with us… -Matteo said talking softly while taking her hand, but she inmediatly took it appart 

-What fake? This is real, I don’t care about him, I don’t care about anyone, I am the most popular girl in the school and there are lots of guys dying to have a chance with me, do you think I am going to feel bad for a… a… dork, without sense of fashion, bad hair, that smiles at everything, you are ridicoulous guys, if you excuse me, I think I am going to have a nap in the nursery room, bye -Ambar said putting on sunglasses and walking out of there 

-You won’t believe me, but I would prefer that she would screamed at us, this was terrified -Gastón said with real concern on his eyes 

-I know, and I am so worry about what she would capable to do -Matteo said looking really worry for her

-Why the fuck she can take naps on school? -Gastón asked confused and Matteo couldn’t help but laugh at that 



-Ugh, today was a very tiring day -Luna said throwing her backpack at a side of her bed

-I know, hide and run away from the guy you like must be exhausting -Simon said teasing her but Luna just let a sigh out -You know that you can’t hide all the year till we leave school, right? 

-Yes, but, just… not yet, okay? -Luna said and Simon just nodded 

-But, how did the things went with Ambar then? Did you see her? -Luna asked worried and he sat next to her and she reposed her head in his lap while he played with her hair 

-Yes, I talked to the director and could changed sits with one of her friends -Simon said without smiling, it was weird looking at him without a smile on his face -And she didn’t show up to the other half of classes, Matteo said she was at the nursery 

-Nursery? Is she okay? -Luna asked worried 

-I don’t know, and it’s killing me because I am worried and, why am I worry about the girl that played with me? with us! -Simon exclamed confused 

-Because that’s who you are, you worry about the people you love, even if they don’t deserves it -Luna said with a reconforting smile -And.. and the rest? you know… -Luna couldn’t pronunce his name, but Simon knew her too well to know about who she was talking about 

-You mean Matteo? -Simon said with a little smile and Luna just nodded sightly -He was… with a black eye -Simon laughed and Luna let a giggle out 

-I still can’t believe you really hit him -Luna said laughing at the though of Simon, who was a carebear made person, hit someone -You literally once saw a fly trapped and let it free

-I know, I can’t even remeber doing it, I would like to apologyze -Simon said meaningful and they both laughed for a while until it went off -He seemed off to be honest, that glow of perfect guy, that presence he has, you know, that you have to turn your head whenever he enters a place… gone -At his words Luna couldn’t help but felt how tears were streaming out her eyes, Simon noticed it and cleaned one with his thomb -You’ll get throuhg this, we’ll get throught this, together as always -Simon stated and Luna just nodded sightly with a smile and tears still on her face. 

Spirit Companionship and Insecurity vs. Trust in Yourself

This can be a really hard concept to grasp, but I am seeing many newbies struggling with it.  When someone enters witchcraft or paganism, they are trying to steer away from blindly putting all of their hope and belief in something they can’t see and can’t touch.  One of the biggest appeals about spirit companionship is, presumably, having relations with a (probably mythological) creature, who has magical powers and is from another universe, who you can physically interact with and hear.

I do not physically hear or touch my spirit family members.  I am 99% positive that none of the other very experienced companions do, either.  It is just, plain, not possible. They do not live on our physical plane, and it would take more energy than you could possibly comprehend for them to take actual, physical manifestation in the same way it might happen in a movie or a book.  The closest you will ever get to physically interacting with a spirit is having an OBE, and astral traveling to their location.

With spirit companionship, you will never get 100% feedback.  Sometimes you will get nothing!  I know I do.  I know I have spent forever on custom forms and creating pages on my website because the spirit gets busy, basically “afk”s, and I get nothing for a solid 20 minutes or more.  I have said things to my companions and they have said nothing back.  I have gotten blank, or just plain confusing tarot readings from my companions that I could barely interpret.  I have set out offerings for them and gotten no thanks or even response.  I have gone months without hearing from certain companions, just because they needed some time in their own life.  

And you know what?  That’s totally cool.  It’s totally fine.  It’s not 100% of the time, but it’s a great deal of it.

I’ve found that when I am 1) stressed, 2) depressed, or 3) worrying too hard about contacting a spirit, it doesn’t happen.  I found out really early on that the best way to talk to a spirit is when you’re calm and collected.  So, for example, right now?  You all know I’m going through a really bad depressive episode this week - I haven’t been able to hear my spirits in days.  I know they are there, I wear their vessels, but they can’t do much to break through the defensive barriers I automatically build when I get like this.

So here’s the main point: I know they are there.  When I get through this, they will be there, ready to talk again.  

When you take the time to message me and ask, Am I doing things right with my spirit?  Can they hear me when I talk to them?  Do they like the offerings I am giving them?  How do I bond with them?  You are taking away precious time you could have spent asking them the answers to these questions.  My answers will always be: Yes, you are doing things right.  Yes, they can hear you when you talk to them.  Yes, they LOVE the offerings you are giving them.  You can bond with them by including them in what you are already doing on a daily basis.

You will not receive instant gratification all the time, every time.  It’s just a fact of the matter.  But there is no need to panic when your spirit doesn’t contact you for a little while, or if they don’t affect your life immediately.  Here are some tips for starting up channels of communication for your spirit, and learning to trust your own intuition:

  1. Watch a YouTube video with the spirit in mind, use a pendulum, and ask, “Did you like that one?”  
  2. Sit in a quiet space.  Ask questions aloud, in your head, or on a piece of paper.  Pay attention to the thoughts that come in your mind, the ones that answer your question, no matter how much like “you” they feel to be. Trust them.  They are your spirit talking to you.
  3. Reach out mentally to your spirit.  Try to sense their energy.  If you can feel them, they are with you.  If you cannot, they are not.
  4. Go through a shuffle playlist on your music player.  Wait until you reach a song that makes you think of the spirit or feel their energy.  That is a song they will use to communicate with you, probably until the end of time.

Notice that almost all of these exercises require a lot of trust.  Trusting that the pendulum will tell you the spirit’s correct answer.  Trusting your brain to carry you the correct message.  Trusting you can sense energy.  Trusting that the spirit has really shown up when that song played, and is indicating to you that it is “their” song.

A lot of people don’t realize that Spirit Companionship is very faith-based. Sure, they’re not gods, but they interact with me in the same way gods do.  They have unique energies and voices.  But when I hear those voices, I don’t give myself the privilege of saying, “but was that really them?”  When you give yourself that privilege, it takes away so much from your potential experiences. A healthy dose of perspective and skepticism is healthy, yes.  But completely ignoring every sign, feeling, and word your companion hands to you is not.

For example, if you come into my inbox and ask, “I asked my spirit a question and I thought of an answer responding very specifically to my question.  Was that the spirit, or was it just me?”  IT WAS THE SPIRIT.  I will tell you a million times, it was most definitely the spirit! 

Start trusting yourself.  Start trusting your spirit.  And stop waiting for me to take a month to respond to your message, when you could be working on your relationship with your spirit companion instead!

suga-n-kookies  asked:

Hi :) can u pretty please do an imagine or anything where u and ur friends play pranks on popular/b*tchy girls from ur school and the boys see u and its kinda turns into a prank war and he kinda falls 4 u I hope it's not too hard tho thank you !! :)

Okay so I freaking love this idea so much. As soon as I read it I was just like YES. YES. YES. Maybe it’s because I can relate to the whole popular/b*tchy girls thing…  But that’s another story for another time lol. I hope you don’t mind, but I’ve kind of tweaked this and added my own little spin on it! Also, you didn’t specify which member you wanted as the main character, but I was kind of getting a Jungkook vibe for some reason! So here it is! Hope you enjoy :)

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SUMMARY: You’re pulling a prank on the b*tchy girls at your school, when you run into Jungkook, and he begins to fall for you.

Originally posted by jeonjam

PRANKSTERS (JUNGKOOK AU)

“RUN RUN RUN!!” you shouted as you and your two best friends sprinted out of the locker room carrying Clara, Jordan, and Katie’s clothes and towels. “Shut up Y/N!” Alison said while running alongside you and laughing hysterically. “The plan was to not get caught you dumbass.” “No way!” you said back through heavy breaths. “I want my name all over this.” Once you got far enough away, you, your best friend Alison, and your sister Christian collapsed onto a bench in the school courtyard. “I did not agree to this!” Christian half-whispered. “I told you we shouldn’t mess with those girls!” You and Alison glanced at each other and laughed, almost perfectly in sync. The both of you always joked with Christian about how much of a goody-two-shoes she was.

As you sat there with the two of them, you couldn’t help but think how lucky you were to have them. The three of you weren’t exactly the most popular or interesting girls on campus, but you always knew how to get a good laugh out of each other.

“I love you guys.” you said.

“Shut up, dork.” Alison said and ruffled your hair.

Christian, who was still angry, just shifted away from you and crossed her arms in a huff. You all sat there and talked for quite a while, but the fun came to an abrupt end when you saw Clara, Jordan,and Katie striding towards you, with the vice principal, all four of them looking very determined.

“Not good. DEFINITELY NOT GOOD!” Christian shouted before picking up all of the clothes, jumping off the bench, and running in the opposite direction, Alison following swiftly behind her. You were always the slow one, so you were confused for a second or two, but as soon as you saw them, you were out of there. The only problem was, where the hell did Alison and Christian go? You frantically looked around for them, but the other girls were gaining on you. You made a split decision to just run straight. Before you knew it, you had been running for a good five minutes without stopping.

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anonymous asked:

I don't really need advice, I just wanted to share something. So I had this childhood best friend that was 3 years older than me. When I was in 6th grade and she was a freshman, I moved 3 1/2 hours away. We lost contact and I haven't talked to her in 3 years BUT TODAY I SAW HER. It's like nothing changed and I was so happy!

thats how childhood friends work! im glad you got to see her