Request — Anonymous asked: Can you write one where you think jughead looks amazing in the south side jacket and you let him know and you always pull him by the jacket to kiss him
A/N — I could not get over this request, that finale episode of Riverdale last night FUCKED me up so bad like… can Jughead not get any hotter it’s great and I’m actually loving it. Also, this contains spoilers (duh) since it’s based on episode 13 so if you haven’t watched it yet I’d recommend not to read it if you haven’t watched it yet. Anyway I hope you enjoy this imagine and it may or may not turn into some sort of smut (?), and I’ve changed this up a bit so I hope you don’t mind.
Warnings: Heavy make out
(Y/N) , (Y/L/N) , (H/C) , (E/C) - Your name, your last name, hair colour, eye colour.
Riverdale was finally coming to a peace. The mystery of Jason Blossom’s murder finally came to a close and all was calm. (Y/N), Jughead, Archie, Betty and Veronica all sat in a booth at Pop’s sipping on a milkshake flavour of their choice. This whole year, you and Jughead got closer and closer due to working on the case with him and the rest of the gang trying to figure out the murder of Jason. Spending long hours alone with you and your crush at the Blue and Gold after school made you really realise your feelings about him and how it affected you. One night, (Y/N) and Jughead stayed together investigating down at Sweetwater River and shared a kiss since the two of you knew that there was sexual tension was there with them. Ever since that incident they haven’t touched each other since. Sure, every time they have a moment alone they always wonder who’s leading who first, but the both of you were two shy at that moment.
After Pop’s, Archie walked Veronica, Betty went home to join her family for dinner and Jughead took (Y/N) to his FP’s house in the Southside. When Jughead broke the news to everyone that he got transferred to Southside High and live with his new foster family instead of living in Riverdale with Archie and his dad. Everyone was shocked and devastated by the news but not as much as (Y/N). So this was her only chance to try express her feelings towards him before he leaves since she doesn’t know when she’ll ever see him again. He bent down to the doormat in front of the door, picking up a key and digging it into the door. The house was still knocked around and ruined since he last came and had his breakdown, making Jughead get chills. You knew something was bothering him, so you walked over and held onto his arm.
“Hey Juggie, are you okay?” You asked him, looking up into his green eyes with your (E/C) ones. He sighed deeply, taking off his familiar crown-shaped beanie and throwing it to the ground.
“I don’t know, I mean… I’m not feeling it. This place just reminds me of him, y’know. This may be my last time ever coming here, (Y/N), since I have no idea how long my dad will be in jail for and I’ll be living with my foster family.” He brushed a hand through his hair as he explained to her the situation. He sat down on FP’s couch, holding his face in his hands as shortly after, you joined him.
“H-Hey, Jug? Since this may be the last time I talk to you for a while, God knows how long, I just wanted to get something straight. Since we kissed at Sweetwater River that one night, I literally have not stopped thinking about you. I’ve had this feeling about you for, I don’t know, months now. You make me so happy every time I see you and it makes me smile knowing that you actually acknowledge me. I guess,” (Y/N) paused. “I guess I love you, Jughead. I love you, Jughead Jones.” You finally admitted. He stared at you, before you noticed his lips creep up into a smile as he scooted over to you, placing his hand on yours as he stroked his thumb against your soft skin.
“I love you, (Y/N) (Y/L/N).” He smirked at you, making you bite your lip. And just like that, you found your lips back on his once again. The familiar sensation running through your body sent tingles down your spine as it did for him as well. He moved his hand from yours to your left cheek as the kiss deepened. You felt yourself smile in the kiss as your tongues intertwined.
As the two of you both pulled away, he smirked leaning over and pulling you onto his lap and kissed you passionately once again in his arms. You pulled his face against yours again connecting each others lips. He moved his hands to grip onto your shirt clinging at your waist as your tugged on his hair. A small groan escaped his lips, easily turning him on. He then picked you up, pushing your back against a wall as he held you up, quickly after attaching his swollen lips back at (Y/N)’s matching ones. As you tipped your head back, he kissed his way down to your neck, nibbling against your collarbone making a moan escape your lips. In the middle of leaving his mark against your burning skin until a loud knock interrupted your heavy moment, breaking up the intense moment. Jughead quickly put you down as he fixed his clothes, walking towards the door and opening it.
As (Y/N) waited for him to be finished, she quickly stood up pulling her jacket over her body as she waited behind the door to find a returning Jughead, holding his fathers Serpent jacket. He shut the door, staring down at it.
“Is it your dad’s?” You asked in curiosity. Jughead simple just nodded, still scanning his eyes over the embroidery stitched into its leather.
“Should I?” He turned his gaze to settle on her, wondering if he was to wear it. “The Serpents dropped by and gave me it. They have my back, (Y/N), does that make me one too?”
“Jug, if you want to join The Serpents that doesn’t make you a bad guy. Stop worrying, at least try on the jacket!” She gushed over him, leaning against the wall as she watched him.
Jughead stared down at the jacket, taking in it’s final details before slipping it onto his broad arms, turning to look at a mirror as he adjusted it, a smirk falling onto his lips as he turned back to look at you. “So, how do I look?”
(Y/N) smirked, taking herself off the wall as she bit her lip, strutting over to him.
“I’m loving this bad boy Jughead Jones, hopefully I get to see him more often. Come here.” She smirked back at him, pulling him to her by his jacket and leaned up to finish where they left off.
A/N — So this didn’t exactly fit the request, so hopefully this can be a part 2 sometime when I get some time to write it where the reader pulls him around by his jacket because it’s so hOt. Anywho, I hope you enjoy this imagine although I rushed the fuck through it so please don’t mind me.
Why are there still so many people who believe that cheetahs are the fastest animals alive when it's clearly peregrine falcons?
Listen, it’s all in how you’re going to split hairs or various other integuments on this one. Without any qualifiers, peregrine falcons are the fastest animal. However, they hit their record speeds of 320km/hr+ in free-fall - so, once you start getting into “fastest animal moving under it’s own power”, things get messy. When it comes to powered flight, peregrines only hit about 65-90km/hr.
So let’s get into some qualifiers. Fastest self-powered movement? Nope; Brazilian free-tailed bats noodle around at a casual 160km/hr - and, as you may notice, this also means cheetahs aren’t even the fastest mammal. It’s only once we rule out everything that isn’t a terrestrial mammal that cheetahs finally take the crown. You tried, cheetahs.
Sorry I haven’t done one of these for a while, so this one’s a little bit late. University Preparations have taken up most of my last few weeks and I haven’t really had time to write anything or even build or play any new decks. This one is my favorite multiplayer deck at the moment and it utilizes one of my favorite archetypes; Pillowfort. Quick note: I think Leovold is cool, but I don’t think I will ever put him together, because I have only seen one unpleasant strategy for him, without much deviation in that strategy. It’s always, tutor for Teferi’s Puzzle Box or Jace’s Archivist and then, when Leovold’s in play you have no hand for the rest of the game and then he’s almost impossible to deal with. I find Queen Marchesa makes a much more enjoyable game.
Taking the Throne
Queen Marchesa, is among one of the cards that introduces a Monarch to the game. It’s an interesting mechanic, because after one has been introduced there is a monarch for the duration of the game. I have managed to maintain the crown for an entire game before. Other good cards that introduce a Monarch include Protector of the Crown, Custodi Lich, Marchesa’s Decree and Skyline Despot among others. These cards will immediately give you the crown without dirtying your hands. There are cards in other colors that make you the monarch, but they are not relevant here.
The Goal: Keeping the Crown
Having the crown has one benefit on its own, you can draw an additional card in your end step. Other cards make having the crown better and then there are some that improve when an opponent has it. Protector of the Crown and its cousin from Ravnica; Palisade Giant are both ways of preventing the crown from being taken from you by absorbing all the damage dealt to you. Marchesa’s Decree along with similar cards like Blood Reckoning and Hissing Miasma, provide a small deterrent for attacking you, by causing your opponents to lose life whenever a creature they control attacks you. Of course then there are some of my favorite cards; Sphere of Safety, Ghostly Prison and Norn’s Annex that also prevent large numbers of creatures from attacking you. With all this defense you will never lose that crown.
Extra Protection: Big Blockers and Fog
I did think about putting Fog abilities in here and I may add a few of the better ones, but I currently don’t have any in my deck. I do have some creatures that get bigger when blocking creatures. Some good examples include Guardian of the Gateless, Hundred-Handed One and Fumiko, the Lowblood. Kazuul, Tyrant of the Cliffs is a good creature to stop creatures without trample, as it pumps out 3/3 ogre tokens for each attacking creature unless its controller pays 3 mana for each attacking creature to prevent it, which is really good for stopping whole barrages of creatures.
Marchesa’s new colors allow for some really big support creatures such as Angel of Despair, Ashen Rider, Archangel Avacyn and Gisela, Blade of Goldnight.It also allows for some great removal such as Anguished Unmaking, Utter End, Merciless Eviction and Terminate. It’s for these reasons that I love Mardu so much.
The only land to note here is Mystifying Maze which deters your opponent from attacking with only one creature and it is, more often than not, overlooked. The lands I have used to fuel this deck are pretty standard, with fetches, shocks, checks, scry lands and even pain lands for all my fixing needs. I will post the list for this one shortly. I do hope you find this article both helpful and enjoyable. Until next time, Happy Deck Building.
Wait a minute. I’m the king of the lab? I’m the king of the lab! Just until I get back. Don’t get too cozy. Yeah, right. You try to pry that sceptre from my hands. And take my away my crown. Oh, hey, hey. I need a crown. I need a crown. King of the lab! Yeah!
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’ No, I can’t help but to hear an exchanging of words. ’
’ What a beautiful wedding! ’
’ Haven’t you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?! ’
’ And, yes, but what a shame, what a shame the poor groom’s bride is a whore. ’
’ I mean technically our marriage is saved. ’
’ So, pour the champagne, pour the champagne! ’
’ And if you don’t know, now you know. ’
’ I see what’s mine and take it. ’
’ I’m taking back the crown. ’
’ I’m all dressed up and naked. ’
’ Snatch your chain and mace your eyes. ’
’ Heroes always get remembered. ’
’ But you know legends never die. ’
’ If it feels good, tastes good. ’
’ I’m taking back, back, taking back, back. ’
’ Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? ’
’ Anyway the wind blows, doesn’t really matter to me. ’
’ I’m just a poor boy, I need no sympathy. ’
’ But now I’ve gone and thrown it all away. ’
’ If I’m not back again this time tomorrow. ’
’ Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth. ’
’ Goodbye everybody, I’ve got to go. ’
’ I sometimes wish I’d never been born at all. ’
’ Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango? ’
’ Spare him his life from this monstrosity. ’
’ Easy come, easy go, will you let me go? ’
’ Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me. ’
’ Oh, baby, you can’t do this to me, baby. ’
’ So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye? ’
’ So you think you can love me and leave me to die? ’
’ Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here. ’
’ Nothing really matters. ’
’ Oh, this is the beat of my heart, this is the beat of my heart. ’
’ Their gnashing teeth and criminal tongues conspire against the odds. ’
’ If you love me let me go. ’
’ Don’t try to sleep through the end of the world. ’
’ ‘Cause these words are knives and often leave scars. ’
’ And truth be told, I never was yours. ’
’ ‘Cause I won’t give up without a fight. ’
’ Tonight we are victorious. ’
’ It hurts until it stops, we will love until it’s not. ’
’ My touch is black and poisonous. ’
’ I’m like a scarf trick, it’s all up the sleeve. ’
’ I know you need it, do you feel it. ’
’ Shooting fireworks like it’s the Fourth of July. ’
was normally the first one up every day, but today Dean and you were in the
kitchen at the table way before Sam. Dean was playing Words With Friends with
Mary while you were infatuated with sending snaps to Donna. “Dean!” You grabbed
Dean and pulled him over, holding your phone out to take a selfie. “Flower
crowns! Strike a pose!”
Dean groaned but posed with you anyway. He secretly loved it, not that he’d
ever admit it. “How did you even find out about Snapchat?”
downloaded it for me.”
me to kill her next time we see her.”
thing. Except you love it.” You smiled and batted your eyelashes. “Don’t think
I haven’t seen you checking yourself out in the filters on my phone. You make
an excellent duck face by the way.”
up.” Dean abruptly turned back to his game and laughed, sending a message to
Mary. You peered over his shoulder, seeing that he played the word twerking.
are you gonna play a word that didn’t even exist when she was alive? That’s
in the dictionary.” Dean shrugged. You scoffed and went back to playing with
Snapchat filters, moving on from the flower crown to the puppy face.
Plant some flowers
Go to the park
Sit outside and drink hot cocoa
Wear cute sweaters if it’s still cold or cute dresses if it’s warmer!
Do some spring cleaning and organize your stuffed friends!
Give your stuffies a bath if they haven’t been cleaned in a while
Take pictures of flowers in bloom
Put our bird feeders
Sit outside and watch the birds and butterflies
Color some spring time coloring sheets
Make a flower crown
Take a bubble bath
Paint your nails
Do a face mask
Moisturize with some seasonal scented lotion
And most importantly, enjoy yourself and the lovely spring weather!
Earlier this week I covered Earthquake, one of the staple sweepers in Red. Subterranean Tremors is pretty much a strict upgrade, allowing this card do do so much more depending on how much mana you put into it. Damage to all nonflying creatures, and if you hit the four mark, you get to nuke all the artifacts as well? That’s just dandy for just five total mana. And if you’re able to get to nine mana? Not only are you most likely clearing the board, you’re destroying all artifacts and getting an 8/8 creature to go with it. Any token based deck would love to have this in order to populate and just start making an army of huge lizards. When it comes to red sweepers with X in their cost, it’s hard to find other spells which will give you as much bang for your buck as this one will.
Prompt: Hi. Can you write something where female reader is friends with Jughead but she’s from the southside if town (bc I refuse to believe that all his friends are from the “good” side of town) and she is invited to his birthday party, they talk, maybe they had a fight? And there is angst and the ending is up to you. Can be platonic or not, however you want :)
Could you do a like, platonic reader x Joaquin where the reader is basically like his younger sibling and he does his best to protect them from doing idiotic things ( which is v often bc they’re a teenager)
A/N: Okay So I decided to mixed these two prompts together because why not? I’ll be making this into a few different.
The Rose Family have always been the royalty of Southside.
Papa Rose was known for being the leader of the Serpents. Mama Rose was famous for her kindness and willingly to help out any family under their little “kingdom” as the youngest Rose liked to call it.
(Y/n) Rose was Southside’s Princess since the day she was born. Everyone adored her. Her bright smile, bold attitude and a crown on her head.
When (Y/n) turned 10, Papa Rose was killed in a deal gone wrong. Mama Rose couldn’t take the hurt of losing her beloved and fled town without her princess. Leaving her to answer to the kingdom without-
“(Y/n)?” You look up to see FP Jones. His tired smile stitched on his face.
“Yeah?” You shut the book in your hands and turn fully to face the man in front of you.
FP Jones was the one who took over your father’s place. You begged him not to because you knew he had a family. Kids. You knew that a Serpent’s life was easily taken away and you didn’t want his kids to lose him like you lost your father. But there was no one else that would step up to the plate and you couldn’t do it just yet.
“I got some more deals I have to tend to, You good here?” You grin at the man.
“Yeah, Joaquin and Lex will be here soon.” He laughs and shakes his head.
“Don’t get into any big trouble. I don’t need to bail you three out of jail again.”
As He turns away, you yell for him to do the same.
“Rosie, This isn’t a good idea.” Joaquin sighs as you stick your tongue out at the boy.
“Listen, JQ. You can leave and Lex will help me.” You take one of the paint cans from your bag.
Your best friend, Lex, laughs at the boy and flips her long black hair over her shoulder. “You heard the Princess. Unless you’re gonna help or keep watch, scram.”
Turning your attention to the wall in front of you, her name stands out.
“Let’s get some justice.” Your voice strong with emotion.
“For Sami.” Joaquin nods and grabs a can.
After finishing your masterpiece, the three of you split up. Joaquin left to see his new boyfriend, Kevin Keller, while his father was away. Lex went home to see her sister. But You didn’t have a family or anyone else but the serpents to go to.
Taking off the crown on your head, you stuff it into your bag as you cross through the fields. You needed a break from being the Princess. You were sick of seeing the serpents all the time.
Wandering around the forest, you spot a boy sat by the water.
“You know there was a boy who was recently found dead in these waters?” You say jokingly.
His head turns and you suck in a breath. Jughead. FP’s Kid.
He had his father’s unmistakable eyes.
“You know there’s a killer on the loose?” He replies back, making you laugh.
If only he knew just how wrong he was.
“There is? Oh no, I’m so scared.” You wave your hands around as you plop yourself down next to the boy.
“Jughead Jones the Third.” I know.
A/N: Let me know what you think so far and if I should continue it! I’ve been wanting to do this idea for a while but wasn’t sure if you guys would want to read it. xxx
Good evening my subjects. It is the dawn of a new era, and it is a glorious age of Mardu value, tokens, stax engines, and combat manipulation. Though some of you might not be in support of the new monarchy, I must ask:
Do you really want to take the crown from me?
It will get you nowhere, I will always get what I want.
And we are just getting started from there…
But of course should you accept your fate; your Queen will be generous… If you give her what she wants.
Oh what fun we shal have. I’m sure you will all prosper under this new management. Just not as much as I will. And remember, just because I sit on a throne, doesn’t mean I don’t know how to ge my hands dirty.
Do I feel pity for Maven? Maybe. I suppose I pity the fact that he did not get to live the life he wanted to live, and that his life was technically stolen from him before he even knew what it was. The sad thing, at least in my opinion, is that the minute Elara was pregnant, she had already sealed Maven’s fate. Maven was going to take the crown with her, whether he wanted to or not. He’s almost a representation of what happens when a parent literally forces their child to be something. It’s not so much a pitying thing, as it is tragic. Maven is, in a way, a tragedy, and that is amazing. I feel as if I’ve seen very few villains in my time that are so very tragic. Sure you have the odds or end one that appears once every blue moon, but Maven is almost a work of art, a story inside of a story. He’s the last act of a Shakespearean tragedy. He’s Hamlet begging Horatio to remain alive and tell the story of what happened in Denmark, he’s Juliet running the knife through her chest because she woke up just a little bit too late, he’s Othello realizing his mistake too late, he’s the guard arriving a second after Cordelia was hung to announce that she was innocent. He’s a tragedy that we only see the ending of and the never beginning. In a way, I don’t pity that, I marvel at it. It’s so beautifully crafted, and you don’t pity a beautiful work of art. You admire it, and praise it. I’ve never praised Maven’s actions, but I do praise his character and what it represents. In my eyes, Maven is a flawless villain, and I love him to death for it. He’s exactly what Red Queen needed for a villain. You have heroes who are not always a heroes, and a villain who you care about because he is so fantastically created. I would not say that I pity Maven, I’ve never really pitied a character, but I will say that I adore him as a villain and admire him as character.
I just all of a sudden had an idea for a heartbreaking and fluffy headcanon for King Thrandy of Sasswood (it’s kind of legolas x reader if you want it to be) but it’s worth reading I promise:
• Thranduil and his queen had a girl before having Legolas
• She was a lively and bright elleth that loved nature and the woods
• Her dad tried getting her into diplomatic stuff since she was the firstborn of the family and would eventually take over Mirkwood one day but she found it boring “because you can’t play with mr. elk and negotiate a peace treaty between two kingdoms at the same time, ada!”
• So when she was supposed to be alongside Thranduil in meetings to learn how to be a good and regal councilwoman, she would sneak out with her mom (who was totally on board) and run to the gardens where she was taught how to make a flower crown
• She instantly fell in love with it and made a dozen of them to bring back Thranduil because she could see how the stress was getting to him and wanted to make him happy
• After the meeting where Thrandy is looking for her, she runs up to him, beaming with a dozen crowns draped on her arms and one placed lopsidedly upon her head
• She gets a light reprimanding from him because “you’re going to be running this kingdom one day, and I’m not leaving Mirkwood in the hands of an elleth who can’t take things seriously!”
• Thranduil’s wife scolding him and telling him that “she just wanted to make you happy!” while his daughter bows her head in shame, drops the crowns and walks back to her room
• His daughter decides that she’s going to stop at nothing to make her ada smile again and works hard to break his stone facade and basically perfects the art of flower crowns in the process
• The garden is utterly and completely destroyed by the end of it but Thrandy’s wife grins and encourages her to “keep on going, you’re doing great!”
• Daily she brings them to him, hoping for at least a tiny hint of a smile on his lips, but all she gets is a “not now, my dear” or a heavy exhale mixed with fatigue and slight disappointment
• One night, she slips past the guards and wanders into the forest to find more flowers but is abducted and ultimately killed by orcs in the process
• Thrandy is grief stricken and watches her slowly become one with the forest
• He places a bouquet of her favorite flowers every day
• After a bit of a dry spell in his relationship with his wife, they get a bit friskay one night and she’s pregnant with another baby (this time it’s Legolas)
• Him internally promising to himself to never let this child go and to protect him to the best of his ability
• Thranduil never tells Legolas about the sister that he had because he’s still not over it and comes up with an excuse and a story about why he goes to the garden every day
• Over the years, after his wife dies and Legolas grows up and gets married, his wife tells him that she’s pregnant with a girl
• Him being ecstatic and telling his father right away
• After the child is born, Thranduil takes one look at the child and notices how much she resembles his lost daughter in how she moves and the sounds she makes
• Him tearing up and Legolas and his wife getting really concerned because “you didn’t even cry at our wedding!”
• Him being almost oddly attached to their daughter and loving her so much
• He spoils her rotten and takes care of her whenever Legolas and his wife are off somewhere on a mission or a trip
• Legolas’ wife taking her daughter through a stroll in the gardens and telling her stories of braiding flowers into her dad’s hair and making flower crowns for him and plopping crown after crown on his head while he was sitting “in tune with nature”
• Her getting strangely excited about flower crowns and asking “is that what grandpa wears every day?”
• Her mom laughing and asking her if she wants to learn how to make one
• Them spending the whole entire afternoon making flower crowns for Legolas and Thranduil
• Legolas’ daughter jumping into Thrandy’s tired arms and giving him a bear hug after a long day in the throne room discussing politics
• Her beaming, offering a flower crown to him, barely intact and practically falling apart as a “cheer up gift”
• His eyes tearing up and remembering his daughter and how she would make him crowns every single day for the same exact purpose
• Him taking off his crown, placing it on a nearby table while she puts it lopsidedly on his head, grinning with eyes shining like beams of morning light as she asks him if he likes it
• A single tear running down his cheek as he tells her quietly that he loves it
• Him holding her in an embrace for a record amount of time, quietly sobbing into her shoulder while she remains quiet and hugs him as tight as she can
• She brings a new crown to him every single day in the morning so he can wear it while working
• His crown collecting dust as he, day after day, no matter how terrible they might look, puts each crown on his head and prepares for the day ahead of him
• Guards and other elves looking at him in a peculiar fashion while eyeing the crown on his head that is both way too small and barely holding itself together suspiciously but knowing better than to ask questions
• Him raising an eyebrow and asking them, “problem?” every time he gets a weird look
• Them quickly apologizing and running off to do business while silently reprimanding themselves for staring at the king for too long
• Legolas’ daughter loving grandpa Thrandy with all of her being and not telling a single soul that she witnessed him crying