A quick rundown?

The City is a Eutopia style Distopia. There’s no poverty, no crime, everyone loves their leader, and almost everyone is equal. Only there’s these people called Placeables, aka people with powers. No one likes people with powers because of a serum the leader created.

Placeables often find their way out of the city that they call the ‘Hell Pit’ because it’s inside a mountain boundary that’s just a full circle. Being a Placeable is a dominant gene, so everyone outside of the Walls have powers. The land is mostly a wasteland, but everyone has a mutual respect for each other

hellahotlancelot  asked:

Do you mind explaining the "clone shiro" theory to me? I don't quite get it.

sure! I have this post here that  you can read through, which gives a rundown on the whole theory and presents lots of evidence. Hope that helps! If you’re confused or curious about any of the specifics afterwards, feel free to ask and I’ll try my best ^-^ 

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The Wedding Deal, Chapter 1

Okay, so welcome to my Falice AU. It’s set in the future, so a lot of things with the characters have changed. Personalities have smoothed out, relationships have improved and deteriorated, and just in general, there have been changes, which means that a lot of the characters may seem out of character, but it’s because they’ve had time to grow and change and just in general relax and find themselves. I’m likely not going to go into great detail about most of the changes that took place because they’re not exactly the main focus of the story, the relationship between Falice is. So for a rundown of everything that happened between where the show is currently and where this story starts, you can go to my twitter, which I have available on my profile (probably won’t be in a ton of detail but will give a basic rundown of what each character has been up to). Also provided on these are my casting choices for characters we have not met (as well as the ones we’ll likely never meet).  One last thing, and I promise I’ll shut up: as much as I love Chic (even though he’s bein’ creepy) I likely won’t mess with him too much in this story because we still don’t know all that much about him, and I want to see a little more of him in canon before I start trying to really mess with him.

It had been nearly three months since Alice Cooper’s last visit to Riverdale. She spoke to her daughters on the phone often, but it was seven hours to Riverdale from Virginia by car, and with her job with USA Today keeping her busy, she couldn’t visit as often as she would have liked. But even though her boss was the most annoying, selfish hardass on the face of the earth towards her co-workers, it was a known fact that he had a soft spot for Alice. So when she’d gone to him with the news that her youngest daughter was getting married, she’d been given two weeks off without so much as a speck of irritation.

Was it unfair? Yes. But did she use it to her advantage anyway? Hell yes. Ever since the Black Hood fiasco in her hometown, Alice had striven to be a better mother. After she and Hal had announced their divorce, she had sat down with Betty, as Polly still hadn’t been speaking to her, and had a long talk. She’d explained that she hadn’t been happy in a while and that it had been affecting her to the point that she wasn’t the best mother she could be. Her daughter hadn’t been very impressed with her. She knew Betty blamed her for everything wrong with her marriage to Hal. She thought her mother was controlling and vindictive and mean on most days.

Hal had vouched for her, but he’d been so sad and so unable to hide it that it had really only made things worse. Her now ex-husband had still been in love with her when they’d divorced, but she just hadn’t been able to take it anymore. She wasn’t happy with her life, and although the girls had been angry (the first time Polly had spoken to her in months was only to yell profanities and then hang up) and thought she was selfish, and maybe she was, but she needed to do something that was going to make her happy.

When she was a teenager, she hadn’t seen her life with Hal being her future. Being a journalist? Yes. Being perceived as a stuck up, Northside bitch? Definitely not. That was the kind of people she had hated growing up. People that thought they were better than her just because they had more money. People that called her and her friends dangerous just because they were from the “wrong” side of town. People that persecuted Southsiders.

But wasn’t that exactly what she’d become? She’d spent so long writing about how “dangerous” and “awful” the Southsiders were and looking down on them for it. Deep in her heart she knew it was because she was angry and bitter over how things had ended for her on that side of town. She’d carefully buried her past, and with it, she supposed she’d also buried her ability to forgive those she believed had wronged her over there.

It had gotten better since the divorce, considering all her old friends’ marriages crumbled soon after her own. Fred and Mary had finalized their divorce two months after the announcement of hers, and she had heard that Gladys had finally filed from wherever she was. Being the reporter she was, Alice had snooped and eavesdropped and discovered that piece of information during a visit when Betty had been on the phone with Jughead. She had also learned that he’d gone on a four day drinking binge after receiving the papers. Then came what was viewed as scandalous news in the form of Sierra’s divorce, followed closely by Tom’s. If she was being honest, Alice had seen that one coming for a while now. Anyone with eyes could have seen that those two had been sleeping together for ages. And on the next visit, when Veronica Lodge had shown up at the house while she was there, crying because Hermione had filed for a separation from Hiram, Alice couldn’t help thinking that it was like a row of dominoes that had been knocked over.

It was only made worse by the reactions of their children. Of course, Polly and Betty blamed her for the divorce, and it took Betty nearly six weeks to even really try to speak civilly with her. Polly had gone back to completely cutting Alice out of her life. After she had decided to move to Virginia, Betty had stopped speaking to her for another month. She had found at the time that Hermione wasn’t faring much better with Veronica, though the girl hadn’t taken any particular side and was angry with both of her parents equally. She blamed Hiram for his shady dealings, which was one of the biggest reasons for Hermione’s decision, but she also blamed Hermione herself for filing for the separation in the first place.

Archie was more understanding with his parents, having been prepared for their divorce for several months prior to the finalization. He was still fairly upset, as any child would be, but he was less hostile about the whole thing than any of the other kids.

Josie, for example, had gotten very passive aggressive since the announcement of her parents’ divorce. Alice had done some digging around town one day a few months after word of Sierra’s divorce had hit and had found that Myles was dragging the other woman through the mud, and it was getting nasty. She didn’t blame poor Josie for developing an attitude that would ward off people trying to give her false sympathy. Kevin wasn’t much different.

She wasn’t sure what she was expecting when she finally decided to dig for how Jughead was faring with his own parents’ divorce. From the messages he and Betty had exchanged, it seemed that he was more sad than angry, which she supposed was understandable. He’d been holding onto the hope that his mother would come back and bring his sister with her, so to be told that she officially wasn’t coming back would be difficult for him. He held some anger, of course. His logic was that if FP hadn’t started drinking so heavily, Gladys never would have left, and to some extent, she could see that it was true. She could also see that wasn’t entirely true or fair, but she was doing her best to simply dig and observe, not actually report or get involved.

Even when she started digging into Penelope’s personal life and the difficulties she was having in rebuilding her relationship with her daughter, Alice behaved herself. Well, as much as she could anyway. Her history with Penelope was complicated. If she was being completely honest, she wasn’t sure which part of her past was the most complicated: the part involving Penelope or the part involving FP. Both parts were whirlwinds, filled with secrets, lies, and romance that she didn’t like acknowledging. It was painful, and she didn’t want to deal with it.

But that didn’t mean she didn’t miss them. All of them. When she was a kid, she’d grown up as a Southside girl going to a Northside school. From the moment they’d been able to walk, she and FP had been attached at the hip and surrounded by Serpents. With her father being the leader of the gang and owning the Whyte Wyrm bar (not that Betty or Polly needed to know that), she’d been Southside royalty from the second her existence was known. And growing up, she had so many honorary “big brothers” and “uncles” that she hadn’t known what to do with all the Northside kids that she experienced upon entering school.

It was upon her mother’s insistence that her father had agreed to allow her to be enrolled in a Northside school rather than a Southside one. And when she arrived in that school, Alice was terrified by all of the well-dressed, well-mannered children that surrounded her and gave her strange looks because she was different. She and FP had planned to run as soon as the teacher’s back was turned. But before they’d made it halfway to the door, Fred Andrews had popped up in front of them and confusedly asked where they were going. Hermione Porter had been clinging to his hand at the time, and they were soon flanked by Sierra Johnson and Penelope Livingston as well, all four demanding that the two Southside kids play with them.

From that moment on, the six of them were the best of friends. They did everything together, and it was rare that they weren’t at each other’s houses after school and on weekends, even as small children. Mary Standish and Tom Keller sometimes tagged along, but for the most part, it was just the six of them. Alice’s father wasn’t sure how to feel about her friends. FP, he knew. FP was a Southside boy from a Serpent family, and Jack Smith knew that the boy would take of his daughter. But those other kids…he didn’t know about them. Fred seemed alright. He was a little strange, but he didn’t seem stuck up or judgmental, so Jack thought he could deal with Fred. Those girls, though, worried him. He didn’t want his Ali cat growing up to be one of those stuck up girls. He didn’t want her forgetting her roots or being ashamed of them, and he believed those girls would be the ones to turn her into one of them.

Alice’s mother loved those girls. They were exactly what Isabella Smith wanted her daughter to be. Pretty, popular, and, most importantly, rich. Every time Alice asked, Isabella was more than eager to invite Hermione, Sierra, and Penelope over or to ship Alice off to one of their houses. Fred, she was indifferent towards. FP? She hated that boy. Even as children, she could see the way he and Alice looked at each other, and she would be damned if her daughter ended up stuck in a trailer park with a gang member as a husband like herself, and she hadn’t had any problems telling her child daughter so back then.

Jack Smith had worshipped his wife. Alice, personally, thought she was a stuck up, greedy bitch who didn’t appreciate what she had, and she had developed that opinion fairly early on. So, she hadn’t been surprised, nor was she sad, when Isabella had run off with some rich corporate business man when Alice was ten. She hadn’t seen the woman since. Nevertheless, when Jack offered to pull her out of her Northside elementary school and enroll her in a Southside one, she declined. Her friends were on the Northside, and she was used to the dynamic there, so she had no intention of leaving.

Though he was still wary, Jack allowed her to stay. After all, she had his heart, even more so than Isabella ever had. Alice was his little girl, and he would do whatever it took to make her happy. So, she stayed on the Northside. And as they grew up, the six of them grew closer and closer together to the point that it was a shock when any one of them was seen without one or more of the others. There was also constant speculation and rumors circulating the school about them all. Back then, Alice had been sure there were bets as to which of them would end up dating one another. And there had been some instances in which other students thought their speculations were confirmed only for them to become confused the next day when someone else’s theory was “confirmed”. They all laughed at those other kids when they were alone, taking great pleasure in confusing and scandalizing them. They’d had so much fun together back then, and she’d gotten such wonderful support from the rest of the group when she and FP got into a fight over her officially joining the Serpents when she was fifteen. Even after that, their friendship remained strong.

But things had changed at the end of junior year. About two weeks before June of that year, she and FP had gotten into a huge fight, and he broken up with her and dropped all contact with her. She had tried and tried to talk to him, but he was stubborn and refused all her attempts. She had then tried to reach out to her friends. But all of them shunned her as well. Penelope, she could sort of understand. The girl had been acting differently ever since Clifford Blossom began to show interest in her at the beginning of their sophomore year. Nevertheless, it still hurt. She couldn’t get a single one of her friends to speak to her, and it took a toll on her behavior and her performance at school. Her father had gotten worried about her to the point that he kept her home for several days that summer to try and snap her out of it. To some extent, it had worked. She finally stopped crying and sulking in her bedroom, but she was fairly certain that her younger self’s solution to her problem had not been what her father had expected or wanted. The day before school had ended, Hal Cooper had asked Alice out on a date. At the time, she hadn’t been in any mood to entertain the desires of a pretentious Northside jock and had promptly told him to shove it.

However, the day before senior year started, she had picked up the phone and called him. She’d apologized for her reaction and said that if he still wanted to, she would like to go out with him. Of course, he had said yes, and to Jack Smith’s chagrin, his daughter changed. She threw all of her old clothes, anything black or leather or fishnet, into a trunk, along with her serpent jacket, and locked it. She then went to a thrift store and grabbed anything pink, powder blue, or pastel she could find. She picked out high heels and cute sandals, and she even bought lighter makeup. She took a pair of scissors and blonde hair dye to her long, dark curls, and overnight, Alice Smith was transformed from a badass Southside Serpent to a preppy Northside bitch.

Of course, then her “friends” wanted to try to speak to her and ask what had happened, why she had suddenly changed. She had gotten angrier than she already was then, and it had resulted in a huge fight. It was the biggest showdown that school had ever seen. Hermione had been the one to approach Alice, who had been at her locker, first followed, of course, by Sierra and Penelope, though Alice wasn’t quite sure why. From what she’d seen, the whole group had dissolved not long after she herself was cast out. Fred and FP were still trying to make a friendship work, she’d seen, but the girls had all went their separate ways. However, they’d managed to exchange a few words before things really got nasty. It was only when Hermione had tried to engage her in a real conversation about the changes Alice had made that things began to really get ugly. Fred and FP had cautiously approached the little group by then, though FP was still refusing to even look her in the eyes.

They had all said a lot of very nasty things. It had escalated into yelling and screaming that had been heard from several hallways down. And though she was loathe to admit it, Alice’s Southside instincts and impulses were still very much in control, and she had been the one to throw the first punch, which she directed straight at FP’s jaw. The next had been aimed at Hermione, who immediately fought back. It had turned into an all out brawl between the four girls with FP and Fred trying to run interference. Several teachers had come out of their rooms, and a few of them actually started walking towards the group, which was surrounded by hordes of other students, to break up the fight. However, it was Hal who actually made it to them first. He’d managed to get to Alice in between her throwing yet another punch at FP and had wrapped his arm around her waist, yanking her backwards while several of the other football players stepped in front of them.

She recalled thinking that even though she wasn’t all that into him and could absolutely take care of herself, it was sweet that he would try to protect her. Of course, Weatherbee had arrived by then, and all six of them received detention while still glaring and snarling at each other. But once Weatherbee had dismissed everyone to class, Alice got a sick sense of satisfaction from taking Hal’s hand and lacing their fingers together while looking all her former friends in the eye. From that moment on, they were all enemies. Fred and FP still tried to keep up their friendship, but they made no more effort to interact with the girls, and the girls made no effort to interact with them or each other.

Looking back now, Alice could see that they all could have handled the whole situation better. But things were starting to look up for the former friends as they formed a tentative truce and began to rebuild what they once had together. About a year and a half after the Black Hood was apprehended, she had been sitting in Pop’s while on one of her visits. It had only been about seven months since her divorce was finalized, and she had already moved to Virginia and visited Riverdale several times in an attempt to start rebuilding her relationship with her daughter before starting her new job. Of course, that meant she had already learned of all her old friends’ plans of divorce or, in Hermione’s case, separation. So, when FP and Fred walked through the door together, she didn’t immediately turn them away when they moved to slide into the booth across from her like they used to.

Nor did she turn Hermione away when the woman in question came in and tentatively walked over before ungracefully collapsing into the seat next to her with a sigh. And when Sierra came in with her daughter? At that point she wasn’t even surprised when the woman let the teen go off to sit with some friends before dragging an old chair away from the wall and sitting down at the end of the booth. All they were missing then was Penelope doing the same thing as Sierra, not that Alice expected the redhead to step foot in the diner, let alone join the rest of them, especially now.

But then again, she hadn’t expected all the others to walk in either. Even so, when Penelope actually did arrive, Alice couldn’t help thinking that, no, this was not happening. It was too much of a coincidence. There was absolutely no way that they would all just show up in the diner at the same time, one after the other, right after they were all freshly divorced or planning to divorce or separated. The odds were completely against that. It was implausible, creepy, and weird. And yet, there they were. She was still adamant that there was no way Penelope would join them. Even when all of them, for some reason, began looking expectantly at the other woman. She expected Penelope to give them some sort of disdainful look and then leave. But, yet again, she was proven wrong as the woman in question had slowly made her way over and repeated Sierra’s earlier actions.

It was almost comical how stiff and uncomfortable she looked while sitting there like old times. They were all pretty much sitting in silence, that is until FP decided to speak up with a quick declaration of you can take the stick out of your ass, Penny, it’s just us. To their utmost surprise, Penelope actually relaxed and even cracked a tiny smile. It was progress if Alice had ever seen any.

From that point on, the six of them had made it a point to sit down and talk things out and work on rebuilding their friendship. Alice could honestly say that she never thought she would gain her friends back simply by divorcing her husband, but she could also say that she was actually happy to have them in her life again.

It had been two and half years since then, making it a total of four since the Black Hood mess, and Alice was finally back in Riverdale. This time, however, it wasn’t just for a simple visit. It was for Betty and Jughead’s wedding. The two twenty year olds had just received their associate’s degrees and were getting married in a week and a half. And so, Alice had packed up some of her things and hopped on a plane back to Riverdale. If she was being honest, she was a little surprised that Betty had asked her to come early. Their relationship had gotten significantly better with time, but they were still in a place where Betty was closer to Hal and still harbored some feelings of resentment towards Alice for the divorce. She was overjoyed, of course, that the girl had reached out, but she was also still very surprised.

Nevertheless, she had told Betty there was no need to meet her at the airport, as someone had already volunteered to pick her up. She smiled to herself when she recalled the conversation in which her voluntary chauffeur had demanded to be the one to pick her up. That smile remained on her face as she pulled her phone out and called her boss to let him know that she had arrived safely and throughout the ensuing conversation because he might have had a little bit of a crush on her and could never stop talking whenever they spoke.

“Alice?” And just like that, her smile was gone as her eyes shifted up to meet Hal’s where he stood next to the baggage claim. His parents stood next to him, Vivian looking her up and down with open disdain. Alice, however, refused to feel self-conscious about the way she looked. After the divorce, she had decided to try and mix her old style with her new style so that she felt more true to herself. That day, she had chosen black skinny jeans with a dark blue, long sleeved, square neckline babydoll top. She had then paired the outfit with knee high, black suede, platform high heel boots. Her hair was curled and half pulled back, and she had done most of her makeup very light and neutral. She stuck with a light peachy, coral shade on her lips, but her eyes were dark and sharp, and her nails were painted a dark teal.

“Eric, I’m gonna have to call you back.” Alice said distractedly. She hung up quickly, sliding her phone into her cobalt blue Lady Dior Bleu Persan leather bag. “Hal. Vivian. James.”

“Hello, Alice. It’s nice to see you.” James Cooper replied amiably. He’d always had a soft spot for his daughter-in-law, much to his wife’s chagrin. Vivian had hated Alice from the moment they’d met, not that Alice had ever really cared. She thought Vivian was a stuck up bitch, much like her own mother.

“It’s nice to see you too, James.” she replied, shifting her bag to the crook of her elbow so she could reach forward and drag her three suitcases off of the conveyor belt once she spotted them. Hal took one of them from her silently while James took another one.

“You don’t have to do that.” she protested, hoisting her purse up onto her shoulder.

“I’m not watching you struggle through this airport trying to drag three different suitcases behind you, Al.” Hal retorted, taking hold of Vivian’s suitcase as it came by on the conveyor belt. “As soon as Betty told me you were coming, I knew you’d bring six months worth of clothes for a two week stay.” She rolled her eyes.

“It’s not six months worth, and it’s not just clothes.” she informed him. “I have wedding gifts, shoes, makeup, my laptop, and some other things.” She heard Vivian let out a scoff, but she was very determined to ignore the woman. She didn’t plan to let anything ruin this trip, least of all Vivian Cooper.

“Honestly, how can you even afford so much stuff?” the woman in question asked derisively before turning to Hal. “You’re not still letting her use your bank account, are you? Really Hal, I taught you better. Your father and I are already helping you finance this wedding, I don’t want to finance her too.”

“Mom.” Hal sighed tiredly. Alice simply glared at her former mother-in-law, yanking her wallet out of her purse and taking out three hundred dollar bills from a sizeable amount of them.

“I don’t need your damn money, Vivian, or Hal’s for that matter. I do just fine on my own.” she snapped, shoving the money and wallet back inside her purse once she was sure the older woman had seen the rest of the cash as well. She then turned on her heel with a little smirk at the look of shock that flashed on Vivian’s face, no matter how briefly, and started towards the exit of the airport.

“You know, we’ve got an extra seat in the car if you want it, Alice.” Hal offered once the three of them caught up with her. Vivian opened her mouth to protest that statement but stopped when her husband linked their fingers and gave her hand a less than gentle squeeze as a warning to behave. Alice gave her ex-husband a small smile.

“That’s sweet, but I already have a ride.” she replied, and as they walked out of the airport doors, she spotted him.

Dressed in jeans, boots, a white t-shirt, and his signature leather jacket, she nearly snorted at how much FP looked like James Dean, standing there leaning against his motorcycle. Try as she might, she couldn’t hide the bright grin that broke out on her face upon seeing him.

“You brought the bike!” she said in delight as the foursome made their way over to where FP stood. She made it a point to ignore the way both Hal and Vivian looked at him in disgust, instead choosing to set her suitcase down in order to step into his now open arms. His arms wrapped around her waist, and she couldn’t help the feeling of safety and warmth that flooded through her. She had never felt that with Hal. Whenever she was with FP, she felt at home. Like she belonged and like she was loved.

“We’ve missed you around here, Ali.” FP’s voice broke her out of her thoughts as she pulled back only slightly to look up into his eyes.

“Is that so?” she asked.

“Mhm.” he replied matter of factly, squeezing her waist lightly. “Toni wants you back especially. She said, and I quote, tell Alice to get her ass back here right now because I need help and not from any damn men.” Alice snorted quietly, her fondness for the young Serpent shining in her eyes.

“That sounds like girl problems, which means she’s right. She doesn’t need help from any damn men.” she said teasingly. They both ignored Vivian’s outraged gasp when he playfully smacked her ass.

“Don’t sass me, woman.” he mock admonished her. For a moment, she just marveled at how quickly they had reverted back to the easy banter and relationship they had as teenagers. It had only been a few years since the time when they had been at each other’s throats. All of them. And now, it was like no time had passed between them. It was a strange and unexpected but welcome change. Which is why she grinned and shook her head slightly in disapproval when FP leaned forward and pressed a lingering kiss to her cheek because she knew he was only doing it to piss Hal and Vivian off, and yet, she loved it. “Tall Boy’s gonna take your stuff in my truck, gorgeous.”

“How did I know you were going to do this?” she asked. FP just grinned back at her. He’d been trying to get her back on a bike ever since they had started spending time together again, so as soon as he had texted her and told her that he was picking her up whether she liked it or not, she had known that today would be the day that she would be giving in and riding with him.

“Alice, you’re not actually gonna ride that thing, are you?” Hal asked from behind her. She turned slightly to look at him, happy to note that FP kept one arm wrapped around her waist with his hand resting possessively on her hip.

“Hal, I used to ride these all the time.” she reminded him.

“Yeah, but you haven’t in nearly thirty years.” Hal argued.

“Hal, your fascination with trailer trash has always been a source of confusion for me. Honestly, if she wants to get herself killed, let her go.” Vivian cut in irritably. Alice felt FP grow tense from where her back was leaning against his chest, and she grabbed onto the arm that was wrapped around her waist to keep him from moving, though she did take some satisfaction from the fact that Vivian noticed and looked a little frightened.

“Don’t. Old harpies with bad dye jobs aren’t worth going to jail.” she told him, looking her former mother-in-law dead in the eyes. She bent and picked up her suitcase. “Where’s Tall Boy and the truck?” She gently prompted him to lead her to where their friend was waiting in hopes that he wouldn’t get himself into trouble on her first day back. Thankfully, he took the hint and started walking to where she could now see his old, beat up truck and Tall Boy sitting in the driver’s seat.

“Good to see you back, Ace.” the man in question spoke up when she approached the passenger side window. She smiled, leaning her arms on the door when FP took her suitcase and hoisted it into the bed of the pickup.

“Good to be back.” she replied, registering in her peripheral vision that Hal and James had just put her other two suitcases into the bed of the truck, though Hal had done so quite reluctantly.

He’ll get over it. She thought, pushing a piece of hair behind her ear and lifting her bag up so Tall Boy could see it. “Mind taking this too?” At his nod, she set her purse in the passenger seat of the truck. “Thanks, Tall Boy.”

“No problem, Ace. I’ll see ya at the Wyrm.” Tall Boy replied before starting the truck and pulling out of the parking lot before she could even begin to say that she was now confused. So, she turned back to look at FP in hopes he could offer some sort of explanation.

“The Wyrm? I assume that’s on your instruction?” she asked.

“You still own the place, Alice.” FP pointed out. She shook her head, stepping forward a few inches and once again completely ignoring Vivian and her not at all subtle or quiet cracks about her owning a bar while she and Hal were still married.

“No, daddy still owns the place.” she replied quietly. Thinking about her father always made Alice upset. He had been arrested for drug trafficking two weeks before she had come back from the Sisters of Quiet Mercy, and it had really hit her hard. She knew there was absolutely no way he had really been trafficking drugs, and it was more likely some of the younger Serpents he was trying to protect or a rival gang setting him up, but either way, he was sentenced to forty five years. Alice had turned eighteen about a month before her son had been born, so she couldn’t be put into the foster system, and yet, she had no place to go. That is, until Hal had begged and pleaded and fought with Vivian to let her move in with them. James had agreed immediately, thinking of Alice as the daughter he never had, and it was really him that convinced Vivian to let her stay. In the end, he had even offered to pay for her college, though she immediately turned the offer down. She was prideful and didn’t take anything she viewed as charity if she could help it. Not to mention, she definitely didn’t need Vivian thinking she was a gold-digger who was just using Hal to get herself well-set. She had received several scholarship offers, so she felt better knowing she had gotten herself into college with her intelligence rather than her boyfriend’s family’s money.

Even so, she had visited her father every day for several months, and as much as possible while she was in college. She had cried for hours the day Hal proposed to her because she knew that if she said yes, her father wouldn’t be there to walk her down the aisle, not to mention, she knew she was still in love with the broken bad boy who had broken her heart. Jack had never approved of their relationship anyway, knowing good and well that his daughter did love the Northside boy, but she wasn’t in love with him. And to Jack Smith, that wasn’t a good basis for a marriage. The boy was clearly in love with Alice, but if she didn’t love him the way a wife should love her husband when they were only dating, then why on earth would it be a good idea to get married? Nevertheless, Alice had said yes and had solemnly gone to the prison and told her father that his little girl was getting married.

He had asked her if she was happy. She had responded that she honestly didn’t know what she was anymore. She had then promised to bring pictures and videos and even to visit the prison in her wedding dress so that he could see her. She loved her father, and it was so difficult for her for him to not constantly be around. In fact, the first time she missed a visit, she had sobbed and the next day when she did go to visit she sobbed again and apologized over and over. It was then that Jack told her that if she was really going to marry Hal and have a family with him then she needed to make that her priority, not visiting the prison. And so, they worked it out that she would visit once a month. It was hard at first, but eventually they settled into a routine, and it had stayed that way until Alice’s decision to move. Now she saw her father whenever she visited Riverdale, which, again, wasn’t as often as she would have liked. Regardless, she planned to visit him during the two weeks she was there and after Betty’s wedding so that he could see his granddaughter’s wedding photos as well. They had mutually agreed after Polly’s birth that neither of the girls should know Jack was in prison. It wasn’t how either of them wanted his grandkids to remember him, so Jack had contented himself with photos, videos, and stories of the granddaughters he would never meet.

“We could go see him if you want.” FP offered. She had thought about it if she was being honest. Throughout the entire plane ride, she had contemplated whether she should go see her father straight away or wait for a while. In the end, she had decided that she needed to be happy during this visit. Her daughter was getting married, after all, so it was best that she waited to see her father, as she knew that seeing him and then having to leave would crush her just like it had every other time.

“No.” she finally answered, shaking her head. “I’ll go and see him later. We should get going, anyway. I told Betty I would call when I got settled in, and then we have to meet the others at Pop’s.” He nodded and waited while she said goodbye to Hal and James and then led her back to his bike.

And as she climbed on behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist, she once again couldn’t help feeling like she was finally home.

anonymous asked:

Frozen Swan?

Beautiful, had true love’s hand touch. Probably fucked in that house after that. Literally created fireworks together.

Send me a ship and I’ll give you my (brutally) honest opinion on it and/or write a scenario/give you a series rundown of my headcanons


I’ll keep you- the fire inside my heart
sometimes I forget, sometimes I wander
take what destroys you from your fist apart
you need it- but you don’t need spiteful herds
when false men bleed, I hope you too shall learn
and run through rings of fire, forgetting hate
and leave behind bigotries by the gate

all I know is the struggle feels real still
when people evicted from rundown streets
are numb and unable to even feel
vengeance is all the forsaken will greet
ruling classes reach the top of the chain
red visions infiltrate informations
in ignorance, there’s no elation-

only betrayals woven deep in words
a head all wrapped up in indifference
the shadow shares my rejected dark worth
northern stars manufactured your expense
what will you do when your money’s all gone?
and your soul is indicted in the dark
yearning for that forbidden different spark

looking through your eyes is quite hard to do
running around the perimeter more
all I’m looking for today is a truth
something intangible, behind the door
unleash the creature that lies inside you
but cut the lies down and reject the false
blank out the noise- the sacrificial pulse!

Quick! While he’s busy at school, go show @flipflappintastic some love!

Go send him some asks, or drop him a message, make his day. Even if the ask is an anon, go show him some love, give him a follow even, as long as you’re not a porn blog.

If you need a basic rundown of my lil tumblr brother then here:

He plays the Uke and Flute really well, like hella good.

He makes some damn fine art on @idiart , seriously go check it out, he also does some damn good animations from time to time (if flash decides it wants to work that day).

He’s a flipflappintastic person if you don’t mind me making a small name based pun, but in all seriousness he’s an awesome person that’s helped me a Hell of a lot through some pretty rough times.

@queen-mercury-may @kennychenny if you have anything that I missed that you would like to add, go right ahead.

ill give you a short rundown on my current slash former tabletop characters, not a comprehensive list but just the most interesting ones

-siobhan: teenaged tiefling wizard extraordinaire. spent entire childhood locked in the family mansion by her human parents, as a result hilariously naive. has been having fun leaving a scorched path of wanton destruction on her quest to finally put an end to capitalism. despite this still stalwartly good at heart. dating teenage girl shapeshifter bucky barnes

-leo: a garbage man. used to be the drummer for a big-shot rock n roll band. years went by, shit happened, ended career by socking their lead singer in the face live on television. now disgraced and dead to the world, he is an aging cautionary tale about the darker side of stardom, and pilots a giant robot. behaves exactly like you would expect.

-theo: a bowl of spaghetti gained sentience and promptly earned himself a doctorate. just kidding hes just an alien who looks like spaghetti but he is a doctor. being the only one of his kind he has adopted human society as his own. a stalwartly non-confrontational nerd. i haven’t played him yet so my handle on him is comparably weaker.

Stranger Things Season 2 trailer shot by shot run down

I do not claim or own any of these screenshots all rights to Netflix

aw look at my children doing normal children things can’t wait to see how long that’s going to last 

so, the way that Dungeons and Dragons was sort of the running analogy last season, my guess is that this game is going to be the overlying symbolism for this season.

my boys all back together and happy again can’t wait to see how long that’ll last :’)

so if this is the analogy I’m guessing the “sword” is going to be the key to slaying the monster

again, the dragon probably = the monster

and if so, the fact that Dustin seemingly LOST this game sort of worries me…

case in point

this trailer took approximately 15 seconds to get me to say “oh no”

AS I WAS SAYING (okay so obviously from what we left off on last season and the trailers/ teaser we’ve gotten. we now know this season is going to deal with the aftermath of the Upside Down for Will as well as the entire community as rifts have been opened to other worlds)

so i’m assuming Will’s main arc this season is going to be his struggle with being split between two worlds, and though I understand why they did it I wish we could see more of Will apart from that but oh well)

me too buddy, me too.

and thus, we have our big bad for the season *rubs hands together*

mike he is obviously not okay but thanks for being concerned

correct me if i’m wrong but is that Jonathan’s car? why is he leaving?

sooooo why isn’t Will at school?

stancy break up/ tension possibly? nothing good ever really comes from their meeting in this ally

aw…is this why he wasn’t in school? Joyce obviously knows something is up. (side note: is that Hopper behind them?)

oh come on-

these SOBs again?

so i guess maybe the Upside Down;s bleeding over to our world effect crops too???????

Hopper and Joyce as parents yes please (also Will is not okay)

“I felt it everywhere” wtf is that supposed to mean that’s terrifying

please just let the Byers family live someone give them a break

why do they look so suspect? who are they looking at?

honestly I’m loving the Halloween time theme I can’t wait for the aesthetics they’re going to be implementing

my connection/ insider I have previously hinted to me about a Steve/ kids dynamic that was going to be happening this season, but I’m actually very interested to see where this goes and the relationships that’ll come out of it

again with the aesthetics !!! yes !!! please!!! and !!! thank !!! you !!!

when the scientists are worried, it’s really time to get worried

uuuhhhhh yikes? blood is never a good sign?


ah yes all is probably not well at the Wheeler household 

of course my dork sons all go trick or treating in matching Ghost Busters costumes I love them

it looks like he’s tracking something. buuuuut what?


oooohhhhhh these boys look like they’re crushing on the new giiirrrllll 👀 (mainly Lucas and Dustin? maybe Will I can’t tell) (except for Mike because they really are doing everything they can to bury me in Mileven feels)

I can literally feel her angst radiating off the screen and I have a feeling I’m going to stan her unless the writers use her as a devise to cause tension or rivalry among the boys in which case someone is going to die

“Sometimes I feel like I can still see her” WHY DO THE WRITERS FEEL THE NEED TO HURT ME LIKE THIS GAH I MISS MILEVEN HE EVEN KEPT HER BLANKET FORT UP  (because also it’s important to note that this is the same shirt from the screenshot of them watching the girl walk in. so if Mike goes home and realizes he still misses I’m going to choke)

can’t wait for this to most likely just be a cat jump scare

they’re building something don’t ask me what

if I had to guess I would say some sort of device that picks up on signals from the Upside Down maybe? like some sort of crystal radio?

but why does Mike kind of look like hes going to smash it with the speaker?

new girl seems to be working with them/ part of the group now. but the box opened? idk this part is confusing

-EDIT/ UPDATE THANKS TO @disneyprincesskatherine apparently this is a reference to Ghostbusters! the box is similar to a device they use in the movies to catch ghost (i’m uncultured I’m so sorry). she also speculates this is the capture of the sort of “pet” Dustin gets that Gaten talked about (could also be why there is blood on Dustin’s chair)

okay but where is #4? they’re still in their Halloween costumes so we can assume it’s either the day of or the morning after, though on what looked to be Halloween night in one of the previous screencaps, all 4 were present soooo

more evidence of the world meshing

YOU BEST BELIEVE I SCREAMED OUT LOUD I MISSED THEM (they both looks so good I‘m loving the haircuts) (and is this them breaking into the lab?)

even though this is a gross slimy portal to another dimension, i’m still digging the aesthetics

Will is not okay part 87450507

this is either a drawing of a map of the Upside Down or all connecting tree roots. either way wtf Will?

This time on: OTPs With Unreal Height Differences 

it kind of looks like the same “tree roots” on the ground as there were at the gas station shot so yeah, I think Will was drawing a giant root system

🎶 you’re my daaad, you’re my dad, boogie woogie woogie 🎶

DREAM TEAM (Mike, Nancy, Jonathan, Joyce) (also can we laugh at the fact that Mike is armed with a candle holder while he stands next to his sister literally holding a shot gun)

Hop digging my grave for when I finish the season

*cues classic 80′s teen movie party montage*

my girl wildin out (and Steve’s there too I guess)

TELL ME WHO HURT YOU (this is a different outfit from the party though, so it’s not the same scene)

a new weapon? perhaps the “sword”?



everyone in this trailer looks as shook as I feel watching it

Will Is Not Okay: The Saga Continues

same shirt so most likely what he’s experiencing on the other side. I’m almost certain he’s going to play a big role in Eleven being able to come back to the other side

Journey To The Center of the Earth (2008)

well well well, Samwise Gamgee, what’s poppin’

why does Steve have Jonathan’s bat?

as far as I can tell this treck into the Upside Down consists of Mike, Dustin, Joyce, and I can’t tell who the others are 

“ABORT ABORT!!!” (this is a different scene from the one above so I wonder what this is in reference to)

another shot of Will being scared out of his mind, this kid doesn’t ever get a break (though the background looks almost like the lab as opposed to the upside down. I could be wrong)

…well that’s concerning (kind of looks like that giant monster is chasing him)

“If you’re out there, please just give me a sign”

so this looks to be back in the Upside Down equivalent to the classroom where Eleven defeated the Demegorgan. and based on the look on her face and the previous shot above, it seems she JUST woke up




I’m so freaking happy for her return to Mike us

Lord almighty this season looks amazing.

NHL!Bitty - Origin: From Samwell to Seattle

(I haven’t posted any of my background stuff on how Bitty gets from Samwell to the Schooners, so here’s my bullet point breakdown of how/when/why)

Part I - Hug Check | Part II - Chirping | Part III - Post-Season

- Senior year, Bitty is the first openly gay NCAA captain of any men’s sport. When Samwell wins the Frozen Four, commentators start speculating on him being a draft prospect. Jack isn’t out yet.

- ‘Get Bittle in the NHL’ goes viral as an equality issue and the NHL is under pressure to recruit him, which creates this divisive ‘is he really good enough to play’/’the league is homophobic’ situation among fans and within the NHL.

- Bitty gets a lot of heat from all sides and Jack is really worried about his bf, who is living every coming-out fear Jack’s ever had. The Falcs can’t recruit Bitty because Jack has already disclosed their relationship to management, so Jack can’t protect Bitty.

- Things go downhill quickly after a hacker leaks a series of emails between the Commissioner and several owners, wherein he says an AHL franchise needs to ‘take one for the team’ and recruit Bittle so the NHL won’t have to deal with the ‘problem’ anymore. 

- The league course-corrects hard and is bending over backward to get Bitty to sign off on their official apology, but Bitty is disgusted by the whole process and doesn’t want to participate in the draft just to make the league look better. He isn’t planning to go pro at all, and now he’s hesitant to move to Providence with Jack, concerned that he might accidentally out Jack and land him with the same PR problems. 

- Bitty goes back to Georgia the summer after he graduates. 

- After things calm down a bit, Bitty gets a call from the new Schooners owner, a progressive tech billionaire who hates the NHL commissioner and genuinely wants to sell Bitty on Seattle. Unsure of himself and his relationship, Bitty agrees to the meeting… 

- And surprise! Bitty loves Seattle, the team, the ownership group, the food, everything. Even less of a surprise, the team loves Bitty and offers him a two-year contract with an option for renewal.

- The distance hurts, but it actually makes things easier because the risk of Jack being outed is much less if he’s not sharing an apartment with Bitty.  

- Bitty understands now why Jack needs to prove himself before he comes out, the same way Bitty needs to prove himself now. Jack deserves that buffer, and Bitty can help in his own small way.

- At the same time, after seeing how Bitty was treated Jack doesn’t want to come out until his boyfriend is established enough that he won’t be remembered as ‘that gay hockey player’ or ‘Jack Zimmermann’s boyfriend’. They’re just two dumb boys looking out for each other. They agree to revisit coming out together after Bitty’s two-year contract ends.

- Bitty’s rookie year is a hell of an adjustment, he billets with d-man called Carter Morin who is a year younger than Bitty but still has three pro seasons under his belt. Carter is convinced Bitty will be a target because of his size and sexuality, so he becomes obsessed with teaching Bitty how to ‘defend’ himself. This basically boils down to lessons in ‘how to play dirty and not get caught’.

- During these lessons, Bitty realizes he has a lot of anger he’s not dealing with. He’s pissed about being marginalized by the league, the press that won’t stay out of his and Jack’s business, he’s pissed he can’t publicly be with his boyfriend, he’s furious WBC are planning to picket his first home game. He has years of repressed southern rage and he doesn’t have to play nice to make bad people feel good. Not anymore.

- Off the ice Bitty is a perfect gentleman, does tons of outreach, fundraising, he visits hospitals and coaches day-camps, after that first season he’s a fan favorite, but on the ice Bitty slowly becomes a living embodiment of ‘float like a butterfly, sting like a bee’; he’s a good player, everyone knows it, but now he’s absolutely ruthless and spends his fair share of time in the penalty box, initially for defending himself, later for defending others. 

- During a particularly aggressive Schooners game, a commentator jokingly describes a post-fight Bitty as Bob’s spiritual successor, coining the term ‘Bad Bittle’. Bob is elated, Jack is horrified.

- Bitty ultimately makes friends on the team, builds a following, and becomes an integral part in building Seattle’s fledgling franchise into a championship team.

- Schooners take the cup in Bitty’s second year and Jack is surprisingly okay with his boyfriend getting a ring before him, it means they’re one step closer to being untouchable

- The Falconers dethrone the Schooners the following season and win the championship. Jack and Bitty come out/marry on Jack’s cup day. They don’t wear wedding bands, they wear their cup rings.


Here’s a bit of the IT/ST au im working on feat. Clown possession, some older dustin and steve ghoul hunting, and Two Angry Boys. The clown kids idea is super inspo’d by @pictorch-art‘s au so s/o to them for them Great ™