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Secrets- Riverdale X Reader Chapter 2- A Touch of Evil ((Jughead Jones))

Originally posted by aestheticsprouse

part 1: http://fanfictionandstuff.tumblr.com/post/157068434249/secrets-riverdale-x-reader-chapter-1-the-rivers 

 Fandom: riverdale 

 Warnings:none 

 Word count: somewhere over 3000

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You woke up in a cold sweat on Monday morning. You knew something was wrong from the second you opened your eyes. You turned on your phone, using it as a light source in your pitch black room. 

Immediately you froze, your fingering hovering over the unlock button. You had a ridiculous amount of missed calls and texts from Betty, Veronica, and Kevin. You glanced at the time, your eyebrows knitting together in confusion. It was 3:30am. What could they want this late?

You opened your texts and were flooded with information.
Kevin was going to the river with Moose, Kevin and Moose had been caught at the river.
Veronica was wondering if you had seen Betty.
Betty was letting you know she was okay
And finally, all three had messaged you the exact same thing, in almost uniform wording. five words that explained your feeling of dread.

They found Jason Blossom’s body. He was shot.

Body.
Corpse.
Dead.

You knew Jason was dead…but it was still like a punch to the stomach. Maybe a little part of you hadn’t believed it. Maybe a little part of you hoped your half brother was just…missing. But a corpse was irrefutable. Final.
And more importantly…someone had killed him.

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After a restless four hours of attempting to sleep, your alarm saved you from your thoughts. Every time you closed your eyes you saw Jason staring back at you, his eyes dead, hair dripping with water, a bullet wound through his head.
You couldn’t shake it from your head, you had no idea why you even cared that Jason was dead. You hadn’t known him.

You reached onto your nightstand and silenced your alarm. You threw the quilt off you and onto the floor, climbing out of your bed. You walked across your carpeted floor into the bathroom. You splashed cold water onto your face and then ran a damp hand through your hair to calm down.

You stepped into the shower and let the warm water wash away the dark thoughts and fears plaguing you.

You got out of the shower and finished getting ready. You glanced at your phone after pulling on your shirt and groaned, you had taken longer in the shower than usual and had no time to eat breakfast. With a resigned huff, you pulled on your shoes and walked out the front door.

When you got to riverdale high, Betty’s name was called over the announcements to come to the office. You decided to go to the office. You wanted to check on Betty after the shit storm that was the weekend.

You got to the office at the same time as Betty and Kevin. They smiled at you in greeting before Kevin caught sight of the mysterious yellow roses on the desk.
“Oh, my god, those are gorgeous*. Are those for Betty, Mrs. Phillips?” Kevin said, walking closer to the flowers.

The decrepit old woman behind the desk gave Kevin a harsh stare. “That’s why I called her.”

Kevin snatched a white card from the center of the bouquet, “Dear Betty, please forgive me. XOXO, V?’ Who the hell is V?”

“Veronica.” Betty and Veronica said at the same time. Veronica stepped through the door from the hallway, holding a white box.
“The yellow’s for friendship, I also had magnolia cupcakes flown in from New York…because, as my mom likes to say, there’s no wrong the right cupcake cannot fix.” Veronica took a tentative few steps towards Betty. “Also I- I booked us for hers-and-hers Mani-pedis at Chez Salon…blowouts too. I am so, so sorry, Betty. I don’t know what happened to me that night…It was such a basic bitch move. It- it was like I was possessed by-”

Kevin interrupted her, “Madame Satan?”* he asked snarkily.

“The old Veronica.” Veronica finished, looking down in shame. “And I will never, ever, do anything like that to you again. I swear on my mothers pearls. Just…can you please* give me one more chance?” Her eyes were pleading.
Betty smiled and shrugged, “Okay.”

You, Veronica, and Kevin all spoke at the same time, “What?”
“Really?!” Veronica’s words were excited, a huge grin on her face. Your’s and Kevin’s were shocked, his also accusing. You weren’t the hurt party here so you had decided to follow Betty’s example on the whole Veronica thing…but you honestly hadn’t expected that.

“Awesome! I’ll take it. And you won’t regret it!” Veronicas grin got wider.
“Okay.” Betty said again, so quietly you almost hadn’t heard her.

“I’ll bring these to lunch so we can celebrate.” and with one last grin Veronica walked out of the Office as the Bell for class rang.

As soon as she was gone you and Kevin stared at Betty in shock, “It’s the path of least resistance guys. A week ago Veronica and I weren’t friends… Next week, we’ll nod to each other as we pass in the hall, but that’s it. In two weeks, she won’t even remember my name. And in three, she’ll have latched on to some other girl to destroy.”
You and Kevin frowned. You didn’t think Veronica was out to destroy Betty…and you were positive that Betty wouldn’t get rid of Veronica that easily. But you kept quiet, not wanting to get on Betty’s already crowded bad side.

So you just nodded awkwardly and walked with them to class.
The speakers crackled on and Weatherbee began the morning announcements before you could say anything more to Betty.

“There have been many inquiries about the upcoming pep rally. So let me state clearly…it is happening as scheduled. Now, on a less felicitous note…if you could give your attention to Sheriff Keller.”
Another man’s voice came over the announcements, who you assumed was Kevin’s dad. “Most of you already know the details, but your classmate Jason Blossoms body was found late Saturday night. So as of this weekend…Jason’s death is now being treated as a homicide. It is an open and ongoing investigation.”

The entire school was silent. Everyone was staring at the speakers. Your fingers clutched at the necklace you were wearing, your knuckles going white. You were the only one not staring at the speakers. You were staring down, your face emotionless.

Cheryl’s voice crackled over the speakers. “And may I interject? Neither I nor my parents will rest until Jason’s death is avenged, and his cold-hearted killer is walking the green mile to sit in old sparky and fry. I for one, have my suspicions. hashtag “riverdale strong.”

Kevins father’s voice came back on, “If you know anything that could help us find and apprehend jason’s killer, or anything about what happened to him on july 4th, I strongly urge you to come forward immediately. You can speak with me or principal Weatherbee. A death like this wounds us all. Let’s not let Jason down.“

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Your first class was biology. As you walked in you instantly regretted it, there were dead frogs splayed on trays at each work station.
It wasn’t that you were afraid of blood or anything, you just didn’t like…dissecting things.

Betty and Kevin had taken their seats at a desk by the window and all the other seats were taken… except for the one next to Jughead.
“Hey…this seat taken?” You smiled hopefully at him.
Jughead didn’t answer and just gestured for you to sit down. You smiled and took a seat next to him, setting your bag down on the floor.
“You look moodier than usual…you okay?”

Before he could answer or you could press further, the teacher came in.
“Seats everyone! Pair off, gloves on, scalpels up!”
Your friends quickly paired off leaving you with no partner for the dissection.

Heyyyyyy…so how are you with a scalpel?” You asked Jughead who, you assumed, also had no partner. considering he was still sitting next to you.

“Is that your way of asking me to be your partner?” Jughead raised an eyebrow at you.

“Yes?” you grinned sheepishly
He just rolled his eyes. It wasn’t with annoyance though, it was more on the side of amusement. Jughead took out a pen and filled out your names on the top of the assignment paper.

Two of Cheryls cronies leaned on the desk you were both sitting at, completely ignoring you and Jughead and whispering nasty things about Cheryl. You were quickly becoming annoyed with them, but before your anger could get the best of you there was a sickening squelching sound of a scalpel being stabbed into one of the frogs. The girls jumped, you and Jughead whipping around to see Cheryl with her hand tightly gripping the scalpel. Her face was neutral but there was a definite murderous glare directed at the girls.
You and Jughead stared for a few seconds more as the girls turned and fled from Cheryl’s eye line. You hadn’t known Cheryl Blossom that long but that had been extremely unsettling.

The rest of class passed by in a blur. You tried making jokes to cover your squeamishness and Jughead mostly ignored you, occasionally smirking or doing that eye roll thing again, but most of the class was passed in silence. Something was definitely off with jughead…but you couldn’t ask him what.

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Later that day at lunch you, Kevin, Betty, and Veronica were walking across the field, trays of food in hand.
“sooo…” Veronica started, a playfulness in her voice, “what did Moose want?”

“Oh, my god. I don’t even think he knows. I mean, I am devastatingly handsome in that classic pre-accident Montgomery Clift kind of way, and sexuality is fluid, but can someone named ‘Moose’ actually be that fluid?” Kevin ranted.

Veronica laughed, “Okay, well I ship it.”
“I ship it too! You deserve pretty things, Kev.” You grinned.

“Well of course you guys would! You’re big city girls with loose morals.” Kevins tone was teasing, but his joke wasn’t well received, given what had went down just two days earlier. “I just meant…that Moose has an official girlfriend. Midge. Anyway, it’s terrible to say, but part of me wishes he would just stay in the darn closet.” Kevin finished as you approached the blue picnic table where Archie was already sitting.
Archie shot the four of you a confused and concerned look.
“Obviously, I didn’t mean literal closet…” Kevin corrected.

“Comfy.” you said, voice dripping with sarcasm.

“Archie! Any new material you wanna try out on a very forgiving audience?” Veronica expertly changed the topic.
“I–” Archie trailed off.

“Please?” she said, her eyebrows raised in plea.
“Yeah, please Archie? you didn’t even let us hear the end of the last song!” You added.

“Would you? I’d love the hear it.” Betty said, a soft smile on her face.


That did it.

Archie sighed in resignation and reached for his guitar. “I’m still working on the lyrics, so…okay…”
Archie sang the first few lines while the four of you watched him. It was actually amazing and you freaking loved Archies songs, even if you were a little unsure on how much you liked him as a person.
Before he could get far into it, Betty looked like she was about to cry and he stopped.

You Kevin and Veronica applauded quietly.
“Betty?” Archie’s voice was laced with concern, “You okay?”
Betty had a distant and sad smile on her face as she looked away from the group. “I’m supposed to say yes. That’s what the nice girl always says, but…No, I’m not. I-I want to be. I thought I could be, but it’s too much, too fast. Archie…” Betty turned and walked away crying.

Archie bolted up, “Betty–Betty, wait!” Archie ran off, leaving you, Kevin, and Veronica watching in stunned silence, none of you knowing what to say.
You watched as Betty and Archie had a pretty intense conversation. You, Kevin, and Veronica all sat with baited breath. You couldn’t hear what they were saying but it didn’t look good. Finally it ended, Betty walking off about to cry and Weatherbee calling Archie to see him. The three of you shared a stunned look, Kevin’s mouth open in shock and Veronica at a loss for words.

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The next day you caught up to Betty and Veronica at their lockers, both locked in an intense conversation. When you approached they stopped talking and smiled at you. “Hey (y/n)!” Betty greeted you. You waved awkwardly, feeling like you had just intruded in on a relatively intense moment.
“Hey guys, sorry can’t actually stay to talk I haven’t eaten yet and I’m freaking starving. There’s a vending machine in the lounge thingy right?” Betty nodded and pointed in the direction of the vending machines, You smiled gratefully and took off.

You walked through double doors into a room filled with couches and loud-mouthed jocks. You navigated your way to the back of the room. Betty, Veronica, and Kevin arrived in the room soon after, but quickly split off into different places, Veronica began talking to resident playboy (and suspected dickwad) Chuck Clayton, and Kevin and Betty took a seat at the edge of the room to do some homework.  

You walked over to the vending machines and contemplated the machines contents, There were mostly off brand chips and overly processed suspicious looking packets of jerky. You groaned in frustration, “I think I’d rather starve to death than attempt to eat anything in here…” you muttered to yourself.

“I think eating anything in there would kill you a lot faster than starvation.” You jumped slightly, startled at the sound of Jughead’s voice.

“Jesus! Don’t you know its not polite to sneak up on people?” You accused.
“I didn’t sneak up on you.” Jugheads lips were curled into the faintest of smirks.


You were about to argue back that he had, in fact, snuck up on you, when Reggie’s voice cut you off. 

“If a kid at Riverdale killed Jason, it’s not gonna be a jock, right? No, let’s be honest. isn’t it always some spooky, scrawny, internet troll, too busy writing his manifestos to get laid? Some smug, moody, serial-killer-fanboy freak. Like Jughead!” You rolled your eyes at Reggie, his loud-mouthing was getting old real fast.

“What was it like, suicide squad? When you shot Jason? You didn’t do stuff to the body, did you? Like, after.”
Jughead closed his eyes in annoyance and then lazily turned his gaze to Reggie, his arms crossed. “It’s called necrophilia, Reggie. Can you spell it?”
You grinned at Jugheads retort, Reggie however, found it less amusing.

“Come here you little–!” Reggie leaped over the back of the couch he was sitting on, towards you and Jughead. But before you could blink Archie had shoved in front of the two of you, pushing Reggie back.
“Hey, shut the hell up, Reggie.” Archie shoved Reggie away. You took the opportunity to get out of the way before things got ugly.

Veronica stood up, “Boys?” her face plastered with concern.
Reggie looked Archie up and down, “What do you care, Andrews?”
“Nothing, just leave him alone.”

Holy crap. Did you and Donnie Darko kill him together? Was it some sort of pervy blood brothers thing?”
You snorted in amusement. This kid was a special kind of stupid.

Archie didn’t answer and shoved Reggie forcefully, Jughead shouted but it was lost in the chaos as Reggie and Archie slammed into the vending machine, shattering the glass. Jughead tried to pull Reggie off of Archie but one of the Jocks pulled him off. Reggie punched Archie, knocking him out.
You didn’t know what to do, but it looked like Reggie was going to punch him again. You did the only thing you could think of…and hit him with your backpack. 

The bag made contact with Reggie’s back and he stopped mid swing. He got up and stared at you, rage in his eyes. You were a little terrified but Archie was your friend…kind of. And Reggie was a massive dick.
Everyone’s eyes were on you as you spoke, a false confidence making your words sound steady.
“That’s enough, Mantle. He’s unconscious.*”

He grinned, “Oh, so Andrews gets his girlfriend to rescue him now? Can’t fight his own battles?”

“Im not Archie’s girlfriend. What I am is someone who doesn’t like loud mouthed jocks that pick on everybody to hide their own insecurities and issues.”  your tone was cold and biting.

Reggie was pissed, his hand curled into a fist, but you weren’t done.
“You, reggie mantle, are just a highschool has-been waiting to happen.”
He actually looked like he was going to hit you, but you knew better. Hitting a girl is a big no-no, even among the jocks. He walked up to you and towered over you, trying to be intimidating.
“What are you gonna do, Reg? Hit a girl?

You sidestepped him casually and knelt down next to Archie, motioning for some of the guys to help carry him to the nurse’s office. You walked out alongside the people carrying the unconscious red-head and your friends followed you out.
Kevin and Veronica cornered you as soon as you were clear of the room.

“Holy crap (y/n)! Where did that come from?” Kevin grinned at you, a flicker of what seemed to be pride in his voice.
“Yeah girl, that was AMAZING!” Veronica added. 


You smiled wearily, “Yeah, well, can it be amazing in the bathroom? Because I think I might puke. That was straight up terrifying.”
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The night of the pep rally you were running to the football field. You were already late, and you and you had promised Betty and Veronica that you were going to watch their cheer performance. Your shirt had been buttoned in a hurry and you had forgotten your jacket,  but you were sure as hell not going to break a promise to your friends.

You got there as the game was just starting and you swore, You spotted Jughead and jogged over to him. “Any chance in hell I didn’t miss the cheerleaders performance?” Jughead furrowed his eyebrows at your weird question and disheveled performance.
“I promised Betty I’d come out and support them…and then I kind of lost track of time…” you offered as explanation.
Jughead nodded with a faint smile on face.

“Is that a real smile on your face, Jones? Wow that’s gotta be like, the seventh sign of the apocalypse, right?…So what brought that on?”
Jughead rolled his eyes, but, like always, there was a warmth behind it. “Just had a good chat with an old friend.”

You grinned playfully, “Well, I like it. Looks good on you.” You suddenly looked semi-concerned. “Hey do you think they noticed I was missing? Probably not, right? Jeez, if I had known I was going to miss it anyways I would’ve grabbed my sweater. It’s freaking freezing.”
Warm fabric was gently draped around your shoulders. You looked up in confusion to see Jughead’s jacket on your shoulders.

“Just to be clear, this isn’t a boy giving his coat to a girl he likes. This is a friend lending another friend his jacket because she tore a new one in Reggie Mantle to stop him from further beating up the first friends other friend.” Jughead was staring at the football field, turned completely away from you.
“You lost me at the third friend, but thanks for the jacket.” You smiled softly and turned to the game.

You passed the next few hours in comfortable silence, just watching the game surrounded by noise and people and the rain. But it all just kind of blurred as you stood next to Jughead.

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After the game, Archie had invited Jughead and you to Pop’s, which you had happily accepted. Any excuse to go to a place with food was good with you.
When the three of you walked in the door, Betty and Veronica were already in a booth. The five of you stared at eachother and betty smiled. “Do you guys wanna join us?”

Jughead smirked. “Yes, but only if you’re treating.” You nodded in agreement as the two girls laughed.
“Veronica Lodge.” Veronica introduced herself.
“Jughead Jones, the Third” Jughead answered, climbing into the seat next to the window.

“Jughead Jones the Third.” Veronica echoed, her eyes narrowing a bit and a smile on her face.
You laughed and pulled up a chair rather than squeezing into the booth. “He really likes the ‘the Third’ bit.”


Everybody was laughing and smiling as you all sat there around the booth at Pops. 

And for one shining moment, you were all just kids.

Friends

Pairing: Finn x reader, mysterious person x reader

DO NOT PLAGIARIZE MY WORK, PLEASE

Summary: Finn seems to deny that there´s anything between the two of you, so why wait on someone who doesn´t feel the same way you do?

Warnings: swearing

Not my gif

DISCLAIMER: All of the characters in this story are aged up (I´m not planning in any way to write smut with them do not worry) because it made sense to me. If you are not comfortable reading simply don´t read and don´t hate it, please be nice.

Also very sorry for my absence.

Originally posted by wyattswolfs

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Soulmates AU / Jughead Jones

Prompt: Hey could you do maybe a Jughead X Reader Soulmate AU? One where Jughead and the reader have a tattoo of a crown on their wrist, and they are best friends but neither of them had ever seen the tattoo on each other. (They were blind, but so where the others) But one day Jughead sees it and knows that they are soulmates, so they meet at pops and he kisses her and after it is really cute. They tell the group and it is really fluffy. In the story the other ships could be Beronica and well the Jughead X Reader. If you do this please send me the link and tell me you did it! Please?

A/N: I’m sorry if at the end it isn’t how you wanted it to be and if it’s REALLY REALLY short.
This is my first imagine in another language so yeah I’m a little excited and terrified. English isn’t my first language so I’m sorry if it sucks and there are any mistakes.

Originally posted by nessa007

You stared at the engraving of ink on the pale skin of your wrist: a little crown. This tattoo was supposed to be the same your soulmate had on his wrist too. You had always thought about him, how he would be.
-How did you know she was your soulmate?- you suddenly asked to Veronica who was laying on her bed, a pen on her hand and her history book on her lap. She has already found her soulmate Betty, and everyone could see how perfect they were for each other.
-I felt it. The moment I saw her, I knew she was the only one for me and then I’ve seen her tattoo and, well, it was obvious we were meant to be. One day you’ll feel like this too.- she smiled, probably thinking about the moment she met her girlfriend.
-I hope so.- you sighed.
-Have you ever thought that maybe your soulmate is next to you and you don’t even know it?- she asked curiously.
-What do you mean?-
-Nothing at all. It’s just that sometimes things are way easier than what you think.- she smirked, probably hiding something.
-I just want to find him.-
-What about your enormous crush on Juggie?- she asked.
-I’ll always like him but it would be different with my soulmate, you know.-

The next day you were at school, stood by your locker as you kept watching the faces who crowned the hallway. Maybe your soulmate was one of them.
-Hey, Y/N.- You turned around and face Jughead, your bestfriend and big crush since forever. You have never really thought about him in that way cause of all the soulmates thing but you like him anyway.
He smiled at you, waiting for a reply.
-Hi, Jug.- You smiled back and looked at him. He was wearing his usual beanie but something was different. You didn’t know exactly what it was but you felt it.
-What are you thinking about? You seem really concentrated.-
-Oh you know, the usual.-
-Your soulmate?- he asked laughing.
-Yes.- you replied. -I just want to meet him. What if he isn’t what I’m looking for? What if he isn’t…?-
-Hot?- he said and smirked.
-Oh, shut up! It’s not what I’m thinking about.-
-Sorry, I know you’re not that type of girl.- when you heard his words your smile got bigger than it was before. Then he spoke again: -Why don’t you let me see your tattoo?-
-Well, I could ask the same to you.-
-I asked it first.-
-I just want my soulmate to see it first.- you said.
-But if you don’t let other people to see it, then how would he be supposed to know the person he’s looking for is you?- he stared at you intensely and for a moment when you met his eyes you felt like your own world collide. You liked him even if ut was wrong.
-I just think I’ll recognize him.- you whispered. You placed your books on your locker and then you closed it. Cause of your action, your sleeve raised and your tattoo showed for a moment. You quickly covered it, than you turned to face Jughead who had a shocked expression on his face.
-Jug, are you okay?-
-Yeah.- he whispered, keep looking at your now covered wrist. -I have to go.-
-Wait, Jughead…- But he was already down the hallway, direct to the exit.
What was his problem? You thought.
During the morning you tried to text your bestfriend but you never got an answer. Then before the bell rang you received a notification from him.
Meet me at Pop’s after school.
You walked down the street thinking about what he would say to you. At the diner you pushed the door and enter in the building. You looked for Jughead when you saw him in your usual booth. You walked up to him and you sat in the cough in front of him.
-Could you explain me why you left school today? Oh, and maybe why you didn’t text me back?- I said angrily.
-Well, hello to you too.- he laughed then turned serious. -I just needed time to think about something.-
-What?- you asked.
-I could tell you but maybe it’s easier if I show you.-
-Show me what?-
-My tatto.- he said simply.
-No Jug, you don’t have to.-
-I want.- he said raising his sleeve. Then you saw it, that little black crown. For a moment your breath caught.
You looked at him and saw how worried he was. But his face was different, it seemed like it was the first time you actually saw him, how his eyes brightened and how handsome he really was. He was your soulmate, the person you would spend your life with.
-How did you know…?-
-Today at school I saw your wrist, that’s why I left. I needed time to elaborate it.-
-You’re my soulmate.- You whispered. -My best friend is my soulmate.-
-Are you sad?-
-Not at all, I just didn’t expect you to be him.- then you added: -I always wished it would be you.-
-Really?- he smiled softly and my heart skipped a beat.
-I know it sounds like a cliché but I’ve always had a crush on my best friend.- you blushed.
-That’s good cause I think I’m in love with you.- you smiled at his words. -There you are. I’ve been looking for you.-
He stoop up from his seat and he sat next to you, just a few steps between us.
-I was so blind before.-
He didn’t reply, he just cupped your face and pressed his lips on yours. You didn’t expect them to be so soft and taste so good. He intensified the kiss and you gasped against him, forgetting about the fact that you two were in a public place and everyone could see you.
-Woah, what is happening here?- you heard the voice of Betty and you two split, both blushing.
-Why were you two making out at Pop’s?- Archie joked.
-We have just discovered we’re meant to be.- Jughead said.
-Are you soulmates?- Veronica asked with a shocked expression.
-Actually, yes.-
-Omg, that’s great! We’re so happy for you guys. I’ve always shipped you two together and I knew you were perfect for each other.- she yelled happily.
Your face turned even redder at her words while Jughead took your hand under the table. You looked at him without saying anything.
-Look at them, they’re so in love.- Betty commented sitting on the other cough.
-I really am.- added the boy next to you kissing your nose. -I finally feel complete with her.-
I am so sick and tired of Sakura being bashed because she “didn’t choose the nice guy”

I mentioned this in another post of mine, but I’ve decided to dedicate an entire post to it because I just keep seeing these ignorant statements everywhere about how Sakura is somehow a loser or slut because she didn’t “choose the nice guy” aka Naruto. SERIOUSLY?  S E R I O U S L Y ?

Before I start, I’ll say that this isn’t addressed at all NaruSaku fans, so please don’t get angry. I am not aiming this at the NaruSaku fandom as a whole at all. I’m writing this because of the extremist antis who say things like “Sakura is a total idiot because she should have picked the good guy but she went for the asshole like girls always do!! WAAAAH!”

First off, let me state that this “nice guy” bullshit needs to stop.

A girl does not owe a guy a damn thing because he thinks he is a or is perceived as a “nice guy”. How about being genuinely nice because you care about that person, rather than doing it expecting something more in return? Ya know, LIKE HOW NARUTO ACTUALLY DOES.

Love is not a forced thing. You do not choose to love, you JUST LOVE. I stated this in my post “(Polite) Naruto Shipping Rant”. Sakura tried to force herself to romantically love Naruto (thanks Sai) but COULD NOT DO IT. It just was not in her heart. He’s like a brother to her, and she couldn’t change that, no matter how hard she tried. And she definitely tried. And Naruto knew this too.

Naruto is a genuinely nice guy (and I mean the actual definition of nice guy). It’s why most of us love him. But dude, even Naruto knew Sakura didn’t love him romantically, and HE WAS OKAY WITH THAT. Because he cared about her without expecting anything in return. He is actual definition of a nice guy, not the “nice guy” stereotype that people go on and on about that. Naruto wanted what was best for Sakura and her heart, he didn’t just think about what he wanted. That’s what actual love and friendship is all about. (It’s also a reason why I love Naruto!)

“But Sasuke is an asshole, and shallow bitches always go for the assholes!”

I see stuff like this a lot too. COME ON. Yeah, Sasuke was a pretty big dick for the majority of the manga. But he realized that, and worked on changing himself and atoning for his sins. There was even a freaking novel about it!!

“But Sakura loved Sasuke before his redemption journey, when he was still a huge asshole!!” 

So? She actually fell in love with him before he went all mega-crazy-jerk on everyone, and when he did reach that stage, she could see that it wasn’t the real him, and that the darkness was eating away at his heart. As Kakashi said, she loved him so much it hurt her, and all she wanted was to save him, WITH NOTHING (a relationship or love) EXPECTED IN RETURN.

“But he was an asshole for years after he abandoned the village, and Naruto was there for Sakura!! She should have began a relationship with him because of that!”

AGAIN, it doesn’t work that way. If people expected love and a relationship out of being kind to someone else, then everyone would have multiple girlfriends and boyfriends, and nothing would even make sense or have meaning.

“You just don’t get it, because you’ve never been the guy in that situation!”

Yeah, but I’ve been the supportive female friend before who got no love in return. And I moved the fuck on because, in the end, if he didn’t have feelings for me, there was nothing I could do to change that, and it was more important to me that he was happy. I’ve also been the girl with the supportive guy friend before too, and THAT SUCKS AS WELL. So so so much. It isn’t easy or wonderful being in that situation, ya know.

Oh, speaking of that, imagine being the other person in that situation. Imagine being the girl who thinks she has this amazing supportive friend who genuinely cares for her, and then finding out he was only partially in it for the possibility of a romantic relationship or sex. Oh, that’s right, her feelings don’t matter because he was a “nice” guy…

And this isn’t trying to bash men at all. This is meant to make people who think “girls are bitches for picking a guy who I think isn’t as nice as me” realize Sakura is not a piece of trash for not being able to magically change her feelings, even though she even tried doing that and wasn’t able to.

And again, not all NaruSaku fans think like this. I am not trying to bash an entire ship fandom here. :)

Anyway, thanks for reading my thoughts! I just saw too many “Sakura is dumb” posts around lately and felt the need to defend her a little :)

Have a wonderful day!

The Caryl Hate Is Back!!

So. Ladies and Gentleman… It’s that time of year again. With the Season 8 premiere of The Walking Dead coming in 2 months… that means more speculation for our favorite “ships” that come from spoilers (Thank you TSDF) and my personal favorite…. hate anons!!

Now, as someone who tends to remain neutral in ship wars, I will come out and say firsthand that I do not personally care what you ship. Do I disagree with it? That may be likely, but I will not judge you. That’s what’s great about fandoms. You can ship your favorites with whoever you want and come up with creative story art, videos, fan fiction.. whatever your heart desires. This is not supposed to be a chaotic event where the backlash is so strong for certain ships that a greater majority of people tend to shy away from it as much as they possibly can. Some will even go as far as to jump ship. This is MEANT TO BE FUN FOR US.

It’s a fictional show about fictional characters.
It’s not reality.
So don’t treat it like it is.

Anyways…

Most of you already know I’m a massive Caryl shipper. Carol Peletier is by far one of the most developed female heroines on TV at the moment.. and guys, I am so proud of that. Melissa McBride has morphed her into someone that she doesn’t just call a character that she plays. She calls her a friend, and pretty frequently too. Carol is someone a lot of women look up to and respect because of how far she has come since the Atlanta Quarry. Same goes for Daryl.. who in the past seven seasons has made it plenty clear how he feels about her. He doesn’t need words. He never HAS.

That’s the beauty of it. Daryls deepest relationships in this show, particularly with Rick and Carol, doesn’t need words. The way they care about each other is so vivid in their expressions. My case in point, rewatch the reunion from Hearts Still Beating. That crap makes me cry every single time I watch it.

Anyways, to the general point of this post. The ship wars are unnecessary and need to stop. Backlash needs to stop. No matter what you say or do, it’s not going to change the opinion of that particular person. So if you’re a Carol anti, Daryl anti, or Caryl anti… I would suggest that at this particular moment.. you either block me or hit the unfollow button. This also goes for Melissa McBride antis too, because under no circumstances will I tolerate seeing hate for a beautiful talented human being on my dash or in my inbox.

Thank you, and I hope you truly find the meaning of peace.

- A Caryl Shipper

MBTI + Tv Tropes pt. 3/? (Duo Tropes)

Quick Note: I took some of my “MBTI ships” (even though these duos are not necessarily meant to be romantic couples) and assigned them a trope. If a pair you’re searching for isn’t in this list, you can send me the request and I’ll assign a trope.


INFJ x ENTP: Right Way/Wrong Way Pair

ESTP x ENTJ: Force And Finesse

ESFP x ISFJ: Bodyguarding a Badass

INTJ x INTP: Sword and Sorcerer

ENFJ x ISTJ: The Only One I Trust

ESFJ x INFP: Lady And Knight

ENFP x ISTP: Savvy Guy, Energetic Girl

ESTJ x ISFP: Captain Smooth and Sergeant Rough

rose-red-head  asked:

I would absolutely love an update on the project. How is everything going? Will you be making any update posts anytime soon?

Okay!

Well. 

It never seems to be good news anymore, so I haven’t shared anything because there hasn’t really been much progress to report. My two editors I acquired this summer are now also unable to continue being a part of the project, however, they managed to get me a couple rough episodes before they had to resign. That said, i’m out of options and am now editing them myself as I don’t now - nor did I ever - have the budget to pay an editor to do this. (And I certainly can’t ask for anymore funding from you guys since I’ve still not been able to ship out incentives from the first try.) Keep in mind when the project started it was smaller and I had an editor who was meant to do it all. 

SO, no, I am not abandoning it. And if this project fails, I’m going down with it. But I’m still working and I’m still trying even if it’s just me now. So I really appreciate all of your patience and support. Because I really want y’all to see it. And I’ve really wanted it to be the best it could be. I’m afraid with me editing it, it won’t be as good as it might be with someone more experienced. (Not to mention some of our locations, particularly out door, are completely unusable sound-wise which will mean HOURS of ADR for me and my actors but thats beside the point.)

I’m spread really thin, that’s why I’ve been so radio silent. I’m trying to take care of my own physical and mental health first, and also like, paying bills (which I didn’t have when this project started either). 

But this project is so worth while. I still believe in it - and in its fans - with all my heart. Believe me, you guys will be the first to know when I have something real and finished to share. 

anonymous asked:

I hope you have a wonderful evening! I am faced with conflict, this guy whose OC apparently feeds off of love from being in a relationship (not sure if he meant as a supernatural being or otherwise) but the problem is I was not interested in shipping my OC with his and he lost it by claiming I bullied him just cause I politely and kindly said no, what can I do???

You did not bully him because you said no. 

I would say:

It is not fair to say that I bullied you for declining shipping my character with yours. I am not obligated to ship with you. This is a hobby and I am allowed to say no. You shouldn’t use the word ‘bully’ because you aren’t getting your way. If someone says no, you should respect that and move on.

If he cannot understand this and respect you, I wouldn’t roleplay with him. I would find another partner who is better for you.

It’s sad how these losers got so excited at the possibility that their fictional boyfriend did not have sex with his wife. Are you guys so thirsty for Sasuke that a clone having sex with Sakura gave you so much hope? You guys literally celebrated Sasuke not having sex with his wife.

NOTICE HOW NO ONE WAS HAPPY ABOUT SASUKE ALLEGEDLY NOT LOVING SAKURA. IT WAS ALL ABOUT THE SEX.

I can’t believe that people accuse the SS fandom of self inserting as Sakura and shipping SS just because they are attractive. What nerve these people have.

They even celebrated this clone thing because it meant for some of them that Sasuke could remain gay. Forcing someone to fit your expectations with respect to their sexual orientation? Are you sure that’s what the LGBTQIA is fighting for? You guys want Sasuke to be gay when he is not so he can be with Naruto, his best friend who has a wife? In before I am homophobic for pointing this out.

This is like that time when they got excited thinking that Sarada was Karin’s child and how that meant that she had sex with Sasuke. No one cared about Sasuke taking the child away and ending up with Sakura. They just wanted to know that SK had sex at least once.

anonymous asked:

Honestly, as a person who ships bellarke, I don't think it should happen at this point. It's completely wrong and fucked if it happens because Lexa is "out of the way" and I am so, so sorry for you guys. I loved Lexa a lot and even though clexa wasn't my main ship, she meant a lot to so many people and bellarke shouldn't get to happen just because she's gone. Clexa was beautiful and important and that's what should actually matter in this show, not the "inevitable" heteros.

i love you

Am I the only person who ever feels like this like I see shippers change their ships due to lack of interection or even ship both different-partners ships like I’m sure it’s perfectly normal for you guys but for me it’s like WHY WHY THE FUCK MY SHIP IS MEANT FOR EACH OTHER NEVER IN MY LIFE WILL I EVER SEE MY SHIP WITH ANY OTHER PARTNER HOW AND WHY WOULD YOU EVEN SHIP TWO TYPES OF SHIPS MAKE UP YOUR MIND AND STOP PLAYING I WILL GO DOWN WITH MY SHIP EVEN IF THATS THE LAST THING I NEED TO DO I WILL STAY WITH THIS SHIP FOR FUCKING LIFE. DO YOU FEEL ME?

The tagline of my tumblr is “Indulging My Inappropriate Celebrity Crushes on a Semi-Anonymous Platform.”

It started innocently enough, post-Avengers, with Jeremy Renner.

Then, through the magic of becoming a Clint/Coulson shipper, I added Clark Gregg.

Still okay.  It’s not like I’m all over the place or…ooh, and Idris Elba!

Then Captain America: The Winter Soldier happened.  I held out as long as I could, but the Sebastian Stan fandom proved to be too much to resist.  (And this is the guiltiest of my guilty pleasures, as he’s the only guy on this list who’s younger than I am.)

But through it all, I drew the line at Chris Evans.  Objectively, he’s beautiful.  And he seems like a great guy.  But I’m not attracted to him.  He’s just not my type.  Even though shipping Steve/Bucky meant I pictured him naked a lot.

Then this happened:

That’s it.  I give up.  Add him to the list.

Damn it.