and i am here to ruin your life

To my first love,
I don’t think you will even recognize that these words are for you. I knew you didn’t think you were beautiful, or even relatively attractive, but I would have loved to spend the rest of my life convincing you of your perfection. Your flaws were what defined you. Your strength in the face of all your adversities, all the abuse you endured, inspired me. Your beauty was unconventional and every day I have gone without it, without you, tore my soul apart. Years have passed and we’re both adults now. The façade of childhood has left me. I no longer believe in the things I once fought for. I no longer recognize who I was with you. I doubt I ever cross your mind. Truth be told, you rarely cross mine. But, you still do. You continue to have this hold over me, a hold that forces me to compare all my lovers—past, present, and future—to you. Why? Our love was imperfect, abusive, tarnished. We held each other’s hearts in our hands and repeatedly poked and prodded and exploited the weaknesses we found until one of us cried for mercy. We reduced the other to tears on more occasions than I care to revisit. I wished you nothing but happiness when you left me. You wished for me to feel every suffering this world had to offer. You wished for me to feel as dirty, broken, alone, betrayed, as you felt when our truths were revealed. I was fucked up, you’re right, but you were as well. You are not without blame here. We were both too damaged to ever be good for each other. Your wish came true and for years, I have lived with a searing pit in my stomach. As I sit here and write these words to you, I realize that you are the reason I am like this. You are the reason I am the way I am. You are to blame for my cold, unfeeling ways. I may have loaded the gun, I may have pressed it into your hands, and I may have aimed it at my heart, but you are the one who pulled the trigger. I wrote this to put you out of my mind forever. I wrote this for the closure you never granted me; the closure I used to repeatedly seek through apologies and professions of guilt while you turned your back on me, admonishing me with threats if I did not disappear from your life. I wrote this because it’s been over four years since we met and two since you left and I still cannot get my thoughts off you. You ruined me, we ruined each other, but you recovered quicker. I am leaving you on this page. I am leaving the memories, the sleepless nights, the love, and the abuse here, in hopes of finally being free.
Regrettably yours,
—  the-hasslehaas, It’s been a year since I wrote this and the freedom has come.
You Look Like You Need a Drink (M)

Originally posted by hidden--demons

Summary: After a bad week with the worst luck imaginable, you happen upon a local dive bar run by an attractive young bartender who livens up your evening.

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 7,221

Warning: Bartender!Yoongi, tattooed!Yoongi, sexual harassment, sexual themes, power play, manners kink, alcohol use, profanity

A/N: I wrote this last year for my dear friend’s birthday and swore this fic would never see the light of day. I have since “remastered” it, so to speak, so I’m sharing it here. SURPRISE!

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✰ * º ❛ more popular text posts ask meme. ❜

‘  if i’m ever murdered i hope they make the chalk outline of my body hot  ’
‘  i hope you end up ok  ’
‘  i’m crying my best  ’
‘  how fucked up would it be if an astronaut was coming back to earth and everybody hid for a bit  ’
‘  some kid just skateboarded down my street crying  ’
‘  do you ever get in an “i don’t know” phase in your life. where you literally don’t have a solid answer to anything. you. just. don’t. know.  ’
‘  i guess at this point i should just consider dating myself  ’
‘  which of the three pillars of modern music is your favourite: burnin’ up by the jonas brothers, beautiful soul by jesse mccartney, or lucky by britney spears?  ’
‘  you know my name… and also my story cause i overshare 24/7 tbh  ’
‘  @ all of u that hate mint ice cream: what happened  ’
‘  there is no doubt in my mind i’m really that bitch  ’
‘  after you hit 21, you start forgetting your age cause ain’t nothing else to look forward to, besides sweet death  ’
‘  why am i not currently in the italian countryside with a fruit plate wearing a light linen dress? unacceptable  ’
‘  hands are weird because one of them can do absolutely everything without a problem and the other one can’t even hold a spoon  ’
‘  remember to drink a fucking shit ton of water every miserable day of ur life  ’
‘  what the fuck is a good day  ’
‘  sleeping pattern: ??¿?¿??¿¿¿?¿  ’
‘  is he………you know…….*makes football throwing motion*….straight?  ’
‘  does anyone else have a resting bitch face™, but kinda enjoys looking intimidating  ’
‘  i’m not like most girls [rips off sunglasses]… i like most girls  ’
‘  time flies when u take a 2hr depression nap in the middle of the day  ’
‘  roses are red, i’m going to bed  ’
‘  u know when ur hairs greasy and it makes u feel so so so bad about urself. and ur entire life. everything is awful bc my hair is greasy  ’
‘  i’m just so glad the word “ugh” was invented  ’
‘  just another day of loving with all my heart and believing in the universe  ’
‘  you know when dogs sit outside with their face turned towards the sun and their eyes closed and they look so relaxed and when you pet them they’re warm that’s how I want to feel always  ’
‘  come into bed and listen to the rain with me  ’
‘  i hope all my girls out here r safe n being loved  ’
‘  people are so petty and then here i am, me, an angel,   ’
‘  i want to have angel wings and be kinder, braver and more tender  ’
‘  concept: a really nice italian restaurant but it’s spelled “spagooter” on the menu and the waiters won’t take your order unless you pronounce it like that  ’
‘  i want kids but i’m scared they’ll blame me if they’re ugly  ’
‘  does anyone have any tips for not thinking about it  ’
‘  “what’s a queen without her king?” well, historically, better  ’
‘  i want something that doesn’t taste like alcohol but has a lot of alcohol in it  ’
‘  i’m alive out of spite  ’
‘  the beatles wouldn’t even fucking exist if big time rush hadn’t paved the path for them so shut the fuck up  ’
‘  a bad person? who, me? that would be correct,  ’
‘  you hate me? wow u think ur hot shit and original huh well i hated me first so u can go grab a number and wait ur turn  ’
‘  my heart does a little “!” when I see you  ’
‘  i just want to say from the bottom of my heart i didn’t sign up for this shit  ’
‘  i deadass lost interest in everything. im just cruising on autopilot rn  ’
‘  still got love for some people i know i’ll never talk to again.  ’
‘  my mitochondria clearly aren’t working because this bitch has NO FUCKING ENERGY  ’
‘  y’all i get attached to people so quickly wth  ’
‘  i wonder how many strangers hate me bc of how someone else described me to them  ’
‘  for the 80th year in a row, the song of the summer is Everytime We Touch by Cascada  ’
‘  it’s weird to think that people who are 5 ft are only 5 subways long ’
‘  in alcohol’s defense i’ve done some pretty dumb shit while completely sober too  ’
‘  man this has been the worst life of my life  ’
‘  having “feelings” is ruining my reputation of being a heartless bitch  ’
‘  I Have To Be Dramatic. I Have To  ’
‘  forgive and forget?? haha no resent and remember  ’
‘  “you’re obsessed with yourself” and you’re not??? sad. tragic  ’
‘  are people becoming more annoying or am i becoming more angry  ’
‘  do my dark under eye circles and unwashed hair turn you on  ’
‘  KIDS REACT TO existentialism and the inevitability of death  ’
‘  remember to do your best to be positive with a clear mind and believe in aliens because those motherfuckers are real  ’
‘  personality: I DON’T GIVE A FUCK  ’
‘  my gender is “pretty boy”  ’
‘  what others call a rebellious phase i call the sudden realization i don’t deserve to be treated like garbage  ’
‘  what is a sex drive? where is the sex going? does it even have a license?  ’
‘  i don’t want to look “pretty” i want to look otherworldly and vaguely threatening  ’
‘  i’m not interested in being polite or heterosexual  ’
‘  do re me fa so done with you  ’
‘  ctrl alt delete feelings cause i can’t do this shit no more  ’
‘  i may seem like an asshole, but deep down i’m a good person and even deeper down i’m a bigger asshole  ’
‘  should i go back to school tomorrow or should i fling myself into the ocean  ’
‘  am i too judgemental or is everyone annoying: an autobiography by me  ’
‘  are we gonna fuckn hold hands tonight or what bitch  ’
‘  i love drunk me but i don’t trust her  ’
‘  has anyones crush ever actually worked out for them or is that a myth?  ’
‘  i say “fight me” a lot for a girl who is 5′3″ and has a hard time opening some doors because they’re too heavy  ’
‘  if i had a dollar for every time someone called me ugly i’d have 0 dollars bitch u thought lmao  ’
‘  my last words will probably be sarcastic  ’
‘  i used to be a straight a student. now i’m not even straight  ’
‘  ever wonder how different your life would be if that one thing never happened  ’
‘  single and ready to find aliens  ’
‘  it’s very important that i am both cute and powerful  ’
‘  i want to make friends but at the same time no  ’
‘  there’s a special place in hell reserved just for me, it’s called the throne  ’
‘  hi i’m here to ruin everything  ’
‘  i’m glad dogs can’t read the ‘no dogs allowed’ signs so they don’t feel sad and feel left out  ’
‘  we’re all better and gayer people than we used to be  ’
‘  every time i speak i am reminded why i should not  ’
‘  every machine is a smoke machine if you operate it wrong enough  ’
‘  i don’t know what i’m feeling but there is a lot of it  ’
‘  the rumors are true: i’m soft and i just want to be loved  ’
‘  i’m like a hexagon: all my hecks r gone  ’
‘  we all know that one person you get sexually frustrated just looking at  ’
‘  i wonder what it feels like to know what the fuck is going on  ’
‘  my kink: not having to set an alarm for the next morning  ’
‘  on the bright side, at least i am not addicted to cocaine  ’
‘  they called me stupid?? well joke’s on them i don’t even know what that means  ’
‘  i might get a lot of shit for saying this but i think it’s fun to enjoy things  ’
‘  i’m the nicest, sweetest, most rage-filled person i know  ’
‘  assert your dominance by calling your friends by their student id number  ’
‘  there she goes again, being over dramatic and by she, i mean me  ’
‘  if u don’t know how to respond to something just say ‘how dare you’  ’
‘  um that’s u’re* not ur  ’
‘  i wonder what it feels like to know what the fuck is going on  ’
‘  so sick of looking at my purse and not seeing $20,000  ’
‘  literally want to be rich for the clothes  ’
‘  me??? upset???? yes constantly  ’
‘  a good gender neutral term to use is ‘fool’  ’
‘  today’s schedule: suffer  ’
‘  my middle name is actually $$  ’
‘  don’t u hate it when u wake up and ur awake  ’
‘  i want someone who will light a fire in me  ’
‘  i want someone who will light me on fire  ’
‘  i’m too cute for 90% of the shit i go thru  ’
‘  who needs therapy when you can Realize™ things about yourself alone at 1 am  ’
‘  why is there so much blood in my alcohol system  ’
‘  no offense but i am a blessing to this earth  ’
‘  haha oops i care about you  ’
‘  they call me calcium because i give everyone strong bones  ’
‘  do you have that one person that you can’t look at when you’re trying to be mad at them because they’re so cute??  ’
‘  hi i’m here to ruin everything  ’
‘  one day i’m gonna say ‘fight me!’ and someone’s just gonna fuckin deck me  ’
‘  me? a jealous hoe? absolutely  ’
‘  it’s raining but it’s not men so what’s the point  ’
‘  i think i may be gayer than i originally planned  ’
‘  i can’t hang out tomorrow i’m too busy doing nothing alone sorry  ’
‘  me? overreacting? shit probably  ’
‘  i would like to publicly announce that i have no idea what i’m doing  ’
‘  is there a scholarship for trying  ’
‘  me?? using sarcasm as a defense mechanism??????? what?????  ’
‘  i don’t know what i’m feeling but there is a lot of it  ’
‘  i require a lot of attention or you get a lot of attitude  ’
‘  “what the fuck” is an emotion now and it’s the only one i have  ’
‘  you’re important to me, you piece of shit  ’


‘Are you f*cking my sister like you f*cked me?
Your little sister introduces her new boyfriend to the family. But you already knew him. Very well. 

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader.
Genre: Angst.
Warnings: Mature language | Mentions of sex. 

A/N: So I was working on a Jungkook fic I’m writing, but suddenly my mind was like No girl, not today, and came up with this Taehyung oneshot. Sorry not sorry.
Words: +2k.

Originally posted by aquaporis

Your sister finally introduced her new boyfriend to the family.

You found amusing how the bad boy you used to know, was now looking like a kind puppy sitting in front of you in your own house. It was not because of you, or course- It was because your father was scrutinizing him from the opposite side of the table.

The only thing you had to do, was saying the words ‘are you fucking my sister like you fucked me?’ in front of your dad, and Kim Taehyung would be gone and everything would turn out ‘fine’. The tragedy was, that if you did that your little sister would never forgive you. Lin always had a crush on him and that’s why you did not tell her what happened six months ago between the two of you.

You took a sip from your glass of water and focused on eating the dinner your mother had cooked for the special occasion.
“Taehyung is in your class, Y/N? You didn’t say anything.” She asked genuinely curious, with a kind smile on her face.

You swallowed the food and shrugged, “There’s not much to say.” Taehyung glared at you from his seat and you added, “I’m sure my sister knows him… deeper than I do.”

An awkward laugh escaped from Lin and she nodded, “Tae said that Y/N once helped him with a school project, right?”

“She helped me - a lot. Y/N knows how it’s done,” he glanced at you, knowing what he was doing. There was no school project. He looked at your parents showing off his cute boxy shape grin, “she’s a great student.”

“Yeah you needed a lot of help. I always try to help students with low grades, it’s important for college.”

Taehyung’s grin disappeared and his tongue darted out, licking his lips. “The thing is that Y/N is really good with her hands.”

He watched you choke on the water you were drinking and kept talking, “She made this sculpture for art class, and the professor congratulated her in front of all of us.” he lied.

“Well, well.” Lin grabbed his arm and pouted, “Let’s stop talking about how good Y/N is and let’s talk about how good we look together.”

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Hockey is all fun and games until you realize the players are full on ruining your life and messing with your emotions

mbti types as weird quotes from my friends, part 2

because one post just wasn’t enough. (here is part one)

Disclaimer: These are based largely on MBTI stereotypes, so they are not necessarily meant to be an accurate description of any given type.

INFP: “It’s a free country. I can have problems if I want!“

ENFP: “I need to consult my mouth before letting it go.”

INFJ: “I’m slowly losing my soul to the Internet.”

ENFJ: “I am the apotheosis. It’s me, guys. I don’t know what to tell you.”

INTP: “Apathy is my fetish.”

ENTP: “You know that I don’t actually believe in reality.“

INTJ: “I will punch you with my mighty intellect!”

ENTJ: “I know, my mouth ruined your life. It’s not just you. You’re not special.”

ISFJ: "I don’t believe physics exists, because God”

ESFJ: "You better be inspired.“

ISTJ: “If you don’t respect tradition, you may as well fuck yourself.”

ESTJ: “Would you like some duct tape for your feelings?”

ISFP: “Dirt does wonders for your body.”

ESFP: “Did I just sexualize my emotions?”

ISTP: “I’ve been working on my laziness for a while now. I’m too invested to just give up.”

ESTP: “Sex is just recreational, marriage makes it a hobby.”

First Meeting

Originally posted by acebarduil

Originally posted by leepace71


Bold and Italicized= Khuzdul

Italicized= Elvish

Also this could be a very, in the future, spin off of this but like it could also be read as a oneshot. Whatever floats your boat.

Master Lists: Drabbles/Imagines, and Completed Series

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I see a lot of you guys on here struggling with feeling worthless or like your life is a waste because you’re still 16 or 17 and you feel that you don’t have a fulfilled life or that you haven’t maximized your time. You feel like you are a waste because all you do is fangirl or enjoy movies. But the truth is, you are doing more. If you’re in highschool right now, you’re not exactly supposed to be at the epitome of a life with a stable job, a stable pay, a busy schedule. 

There’s nothing wrong with you focusing only on your school and your hobbies. Maybe you have a part time job, too. That’s amazing. Seriously. Let life go on. You’ll be amazed how many opportunities will come up out of nowhere, how much experience you gain without even realizing it. You’ll be amazed how your goals will change, your preferences will change, etc. That’s life. 

I’m scared sometimes of where I’m going to go after graduation from uni, but I also can’t do much about it. I’m trying to do whatever I enjoy––in terms of my job, my volunteer, my courses––and I’ll push through and see where it takes me. 

If I learned anything, it’s that stressing about where I’ll go hasn’t helped me go anywhere. Focusing on where I want to go and working as hard as I can and accepting the outcome––and looking for new opportunities, because failure and rejection doesn’t mean your path has ended. 

So yes. Work hard. Enjoy your hobbies. Study well. Life won’t always (actually, mostly, it won’t) work out to exactly go as you want it to. That doesn’t mean you’ve failed, it just means you’re living. Don’t give up––keep going. It’s hard to start thinking like this. It’s hard to keep thinking like this. But honestly––you are not a failure or a waste or whatever because you’re not an “accomplished” person. You don’t have to be a world-renowned author by age 18. You don’t have to be an award winning scientist by age 25. We’re young, and our goals don’t have to have a due date.

Keep that in mind, and don’t let it ruin your goals and dreams.

If your dream turns out to be a nightmare, build yourself a new dream. 

sugar ❖ sehun (3)

❝I’m not sure what the Boss does, probably nothing, but he’s always the first to come in here and the last to leave. He’s at the last floor and that’s where you’re going❞

admin : - velvet
genre : fluff, smut (in the next chap), pretty huge age gap, kinda daddyish, ceo!sehun, angst

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Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Epilogue

The next morning Mina was at your door, just like any other Saturdays and took with her some pastries and two cups of chocolate with cream. That was usual for the two of you, she always came to your home to spent the weekend, so you gained a little bit of bravery and asked what was pricking in your brain since last night.

Is Sehun really your father?

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The signs as Alfredo quotes prt 2

Aries: “Sorry, I was not listening.”

Taurus: “He runs like the wind, bullseye.”

Gemini: “I have no pity. Someday I’ll stay for good, but until that day know that you’re my little man with a small surprise.”

Cancer: “Copy- Cope- I’m coping with it.”

Leo: “Believe whatever I tell you and I’ll show you the world or…create…parties.”

Virgo: “This man knows god!”

Libra: “Fun. A four letter word for distraction.”

Scorpio: “Fuck with me, I’ll break your heart!”

Sagittarius: “Excuse me Autumn. Your voice is ruining me.”

Capricorn: “Whatever. You spatter me with a nationality.”

Aquarius: “You should have taken his life when you had the chance.”

Pisces: (reading a Pinche’s Tacos mug) “Pinch…Me? I am dreaming.”

sports as high school musical songs
  • When a player signs for a new club; The start of something new 
  • When a player leaves a club; gotta go my own way
  • When a team needs extra motivation; Getcha head in the game
  • When your team fucks up and needs to get back on track; Stick to the status quo
  • When your team wins; Fabulous 
  • Hearing the clubs anthem before a game; You are the music in me
  • How many times a week do i miss my team; Everyday
  • Making bids for players; Bet on it
  • When your team wins a game and gets more points; Bop to the top
  • When your team signs a new player and they’re exceptional; What i’ve been looking for 
  • When your team concedes; Work this out 
  • When your team works together to come back from a loss; All for one 
  • When the ref wont blow his whistle to end the damn game; What time is it 
  • When the goalie leaves the net; I’m breaking free
  • When your team has one minute left to win; Now or never 
  • When your team cannot stop scoring; I want it all 
  • When your team scores after just conceding; The boys are back 
  • When your team wins a trophy; We’re all in this together 
  • When your team wins an important game in a big competition; A night to remember 
  • My team are winning; Right here right now
  • Me when my dumbass team ruins my life; Walk away 
  • Me when i crush on the players; I wanna be with you 
  • Players taking penalties; Can i have this dance 
  • When a players misses a pen; I don’t dance 
  • When your team cant get their shit together and concede as many goals as they can, while the defence falls apart and life loses all meaning; SCREAM



Originally posted by alexiabartollo

Peter x Scared Reader

Summary: Desperately needing a relaxation day, the Reader is faced with her biggest fear, but don’t fret! Peter is there to save the day. 

Word Count: 913 (sorry, it’s short)

Warnings: language, fears, spiders, razors, spa day, tears, fluff, and fluff, caring Peter, more fluff. (Let me know if I missed any). 

A/N: Here’s part 2 of my Fears Series! I whipped this out so fast, I surprised myself. These fics are flying out left and right, guys. I cannot stop myself. I know this is short, but I didn’t really know how to make this very long, so hopefully this fulfills your Peter lovin’ needs! Enjoy reading and as always, feedback is appreciated. (p.s. can I have someone to kiss my nose like that pls holy frick ??)

At least once a week you’d try and dedicate a relaxation day for yourself after a hard week of being an Avenger and all.

This week, that day landed on Friday.

During this time, you usually wait to get home from school, a mission, or some other nonsense, to you begin your ritual.

After eating some delicious dinner Vision and Wanda had made for the whole team, you say your goodnights and headed off towards your quarters in the tower.

Making sure you prepared beforehand, you reach your bathroom with everything you needed sprawled out.

Face masks, body scrubs, hair masks, tweezers, nail polish, you name it.

By golly, you’ve been waiting for this day all week and you were definitely going to treat yourself, no matter what got in your way.

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Prompt List

These are a bunch of prompts from different lists and books.

Leave the number(s) and the person/character

1.“You can’t solve your problems by hiding in bed all day”

2.“Okay, but first, kiss me.”

3.“This is gonna sound cheesy but… I love when you’re half asleep and talking nonsense.”

4. “Can I hold your hand?”

5. “Is that my hoodie?”

6. “Bite me.”

7. “I forgot to mention that i’m… i’m completely in love with you.”

8. “What are you doing here?”

9. “I’m sorry. I can’t help but stare.”

10. “I can’t sleep when you’re not beside me.”

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Turning-The-Tables Stalker Sentences

“Do you think it’s funny, following people around like that?”
“I’ll abuse you the way you’ve abused my privacy.”
“I finally found you.”
“If you weren’t going to say ‘hello’ first, I figured I would.”
“You didn’t think I could protect myself, did you?”
“I used to be scared of you, but that’s all over.”
“Don’t tell me you’ve found someone new to follow.”
“I am the best obsession you will ever have.”
“I won’t let you treat anyone else the way you’ve treated me.”
“I’ll do whatever I have to to make sure this never happens again.”
“I know all about you, and all about the other people you’ve hurt.”
“I could just turn you over to the authorities, but I think taking care of you myself would be even more enjoyable.”
“An eye for an eye, right?”
“I’ll spare you this time, but if I ever see you near my home again, you’re dead.”
“You don’t like it when the tables are turned, do you?”
“I’m far more clever than you think.”
“Do you like how this feels? Having your privacy and safety taken from you?”
“This is just the start of all I could do to you.”
“You can’t just try to ruin someone’s life and not expect to pay the price for it.”
“Funny how you were so brave at first, but now you’re scared shitless of me.”
“Would you still have tried to ruin my life if you knew I could do the same to you?”
“If I see you outside of my house ever again, I’m putting a knife through your chest.”
“I haven’t seen you around here lately. Am I not good enough for you?”
“Oh, it was easy to find your home. And learn all about you and your family, as well.”
“Now you know how I felt.”
“You know, you don’t cover your tracks too well. It was easy to find out who you were.”
“You’re going to sit down and tell me exactly why you’ve been following me everywhere I go.”
“I’ve seen you outside of my house every day - now tell me, what the hell do you want?!”
“I’ll never let you frighten me again, even if that means getting rid of you for good.”
“Go ahead and struggle. You’ll just exhaust yourself quicker.”
“I’ve been planning on confronting you for the longest time.”
“Amazing how you follow my ever move, but still didn’t see this coming.”

An End To Bring The Beginning

Word Count: 2908

A/N: HERES A NEW STORY IM SORRY ITS BEEN LIKE 5 YEARS SINCE IVE UPDATED!! I hope you enjoy! Also spoilers to the last episode, but I mean do I even have to warn you of that?!

Originally posted by holtzberts

Originally posted by kylogue


    “FP is innocent, we’ve already proven it now let him out of that cell!” Y/N yelled, but Sheriff Keller shook his head.

   "He is going to be charged with tampering with evidence, obstruction of justice, mishandling of a body, perjury and that’s just off the top of my head!“ he yelled angrily, and he watched as Jughead and Y/Ns faces fell. "He’s not getting out anytime soon.” he said more calmly, but Y/N and Jughead weren’t having any of it.

    “He was threatened by Clifford!” Jughead yelled but Keller kept his calm exterior, he knew that Jughead was just hurting. “Clifford told him that if he didn’t confess I’d end up shot just like Jason!”

    “It was brought to my attention that Clifford threatened him after he was arrested for the murder, what about the days, weeks, hell even months before that?” Keller asked.

    “He was scared! Clifford could have had him killed next, or even worse Jughead. I would be terrified to come out and say something too!” Y/N exclaimed, marching up to Keller and getting into his face. “First he had to clean up a murder he wanted no part of, then he hid in fear for months because he didn’t know if he or his family were next, then he was framed, and now that he was finally cleared of those charges, you’re keeping him locked up away from his family that he was only working to protect?! Let him out!” Before Keller could respond, the deputy and a few other officers started walking through the room with FP in handcuffs, and his presence didn’t go unnoticed by Y/N and Jughead.

    “Dad!” Jughead yelled, and FP turned to face him and Y/N. “Dad we’re going to get you out of here.”

    “Yeah FP, you’ll be home soon!” Y/N said, running towards the officers.

    “Jughead, Y/N, you two need to get out of here. I’ll be fine.” FP said, nodding towards the door. “Go on, go be kids, you’ve done enough with this murder case, I don’t need you two getting yourselves into any more trouble.” Jughead and Y/N shook their heads, and Keller nodded.

    “Listen to your dad Jughead, get out of here. Let the adults take care of it.” Keller said, his comment enraging Y/N, and she looked over her shoulder to Keller.

    “Funny you say that, because it was the kids who solved the murder, not the adults in this hell hole. You guys do a shit quality of work and hold innocent people hostage instead of going out and taking in the real problem starters! I don’t think that’s how policing works.” she spat.

    “Hey! Y/N, that’s enough!” FP yelled, making the girl turn back around to face him. She hung her head low, and his face softened as he looked between the two. They were just trying to help him. He turned his attention to Jughead and hardened his face again, he couldn’t risk showing too much emotion in front of them, they were just as weak as he was. “You need to take her and leave, I’ll be okay son, I promise.”

    “But dad-”

    “This is not up for discussion.” FP interrupted. “Go on.” Jughead slowly nodded his head, turning for the door, but Y/N wasn’t going to give up so easily. FP did a lot for her, he was like a father to her, and he had always helped her. Even when he took up drinking and Jughead left, he still did his best to help, telling her how to take care of Jughead and he even pushed to her to the realization for her feelings for the beanie clad boy, not that they mattered because he was with Betty. She wasn’t about to give up on the man that never gave up on her or Jughead, she was going to fight.

    “I am not leaving here until you’re free FP, I cannot, I will not take this lying down. You never gave up on me, so why should I on you?” she asked, practically pleading him to not send her away.

    “There isn’t anything you can do now Y/N, I have to face the consequences of my actions.” he said tenderly, hoping that his calmness would convince her to leave. She started to tear up, her cheeks wetting and she became panicked.

     "I was the one who took care of Jasons body, he is just covering for me!“ she blurted out. "I-I-I put him in the freezer and cleaned up his blood off the floor and I-”

    “Y/N knock it off with the lies!” FP yelled, and the girl shut her mouth quickly. “You are not going to give any false confessions to get me out of here, you are sixteen, go live your fucking life and be happy. I made my decisions and I’ll be damned if I let you or Jughead ruin your lives because of me.” he scolded, and she crumpled as she felt Jughead put his arm around her shoulders and pull her back. “Get her out of here Jughead. You two go be kids now, you’ve done enough for Riverdale, and I am so damn proud of you.” Jughead nodded his head, and started pulling Y/N towards the door.

    “No! FP!” she yelled, but the officers took him into another room and Jughead closed the door to the police station behind them. She fell to the ground and Jughead caught her, and she cried into his chest.

    “He’ll be okay, we won’t give up, but you need to learn when to pick your fights because the middle of the police station is not the right place to have one.” Jughead said, trying to calm the girl in his arms. She sniffled and took herself out of his embrace, and she wiped the tears from her face, looking at the police station behind Jughead. She knew Jughead was hurting, she knew he thought that this was unfair and she knew he was angry and sad. FP was the last of his family out here in Riverdale, and they were trying to take that away from the boy, it was unfair. It was then she decided she was going to do something drastic to set FP free, not only for him but for the boy she secretly loved.


    Knock Knock Knock

    Jughead quickly pulled away from Betty, the both of them looking towards the front door. “is that your mom?” he asked, mentally cursing the interruption.

    “Who else would it be?” Betty breathily replied, and Jughead pulled away, making his way to the front door. He put his shirt back on and adjusted it, preparing to see Alice Coopers face when he opened the door. He pulled the door open and looked outside to see a group of Serpents waiting for him, and his eyes went to a dog that barked at his appearance.

    “Easy Hotdog, he’s family.” One of the men said, leaning down to stroke the dog. Jughead looked back up to the long-haired man in the front of the group.

    “Hey…” Jughead said, obviously confused by the sudden visit.

    “Your dad could have named names but he didn’t,” the man started, looking up at Jughead. “Serpents take care of their own. We wanted you to know that no matter what happens to him, however long he’s gone, that we got your back.” Y/N emerged from behind the man and Jugheads eyes quickly fell on her. He opened his mouth to say something, but then he noticed the jacket she was wearing, and the one she was holding. She smiled up at him and handed the jacket to the long-haired man. The man took the leather jacket with the Southside Serpents sigil on the back, and held it out to Jughead. “This is yours, if you want it.” Jughead looked at Y/N again and took the jacket from the man, examining it.

    “Look Juggie, you don’t have to take this, but we want some justice for your father,” Y/N started, and Jughead tore his eyes away from the jacket to look at her. Cheryl walked out from behind Y/N and stood beside her, and Jughead noticed she wore a jacket as well.

    “We all want some justice for FP, and we want to stop living in control of other people who are telling us how we should feel and act.” Cheryl ended Y/Ns sentence.

    “We are our own people, and we make our own decisions. We can’t let the corrupt police station sit on their ass and not take the justice and equality of Riverdale seriously. We have to do it ourselves if we want something done. Whether you want to join us is up to you, we won’t have any hard feelings if you decide against it, but just know that we do care for you and have your best interest at heart, your dads best interest at heart.” Y/N said, walking up to the first step and climbing up. “We love you Jughead.” Jughead looked at the (Y/H/C) girl in front of him, and she smiled softly at him. “I love you.” She whispered, and Jughead realized in that moment he had his feelings mixed up, and he felt the same towards her.

    He looked back down at the group of serpents at his door step and a smirk appeared on his face, he knew what he was going to do. He slid the jacket on, grabbing the lapels and adjusted it, smiling down at the jacket and then up to Y/N who was beaming.

    “Juggie?” a small voice came from inside, and Jughead looked over and saw Betty watching him. She must have seen the whole thing, and he slightly panicked. He didn’t want to hurt her, that was never his intention, but he realized the one whom he had loved for what seemed like forever loved him back, and he was finally apart of something he could get behind. The resistance, the change Riverdale needed. He finally had a home and was where he belonged.

    “You made the right decision boy,” the long-haired man said, smirking. Jugheads gaze fell upon him, Y/N and Cheryl. “We’re being led by the best, someone who has the right ideas and the right plans of action, Y/N herself.” He said, slinging an arm around the girls shoulders. Y/N smiled, and turned to Cheryl, grabbing her hand and pulling her into a hug as well.

    “Speaking of, we have some business we need to take care of, don’t we Cheryl?” Y/N said, and Cheryl nodded her head.

    “I do believe we do.” She smirked, looking up to Jughead. “Care to join us?” she asked, and Jughead nodded.

    “Juggie!” Betty called, and he looked over at her apologetically. “Can we talk about this?” she asked, and Jughead quickly stuck his head inside the house.

    “I can’t right now, we can talk later.” He said, and she rolled her eyes. She opened her mouth to say something but Jughead ran down the steps, joining Y/N and Cheryl at the bottom and they started to walk off. Betty couldn’t believe it, he was actually going with them, Jughead Jones was a serpent. She quickly dressed herself fully and put her shoes on, following them to where-ever they were going. She wanted to make sure Jughead was safe and wasn’t getting into trouble, although with the serpents she was sure that was what they were going to cause.


    “Cheryl?’ Penelope called, entering Thornhill and looking around. There was no answer though, so she called again. "Cheryl?”

    “In here mother.” Cheryl called from another room, and Penelope followed the sound of her voice. She walked into a living area and saw Cheryl and another person standing in front of the fireplace, white dresses on and candlesticks in hand.

    “What are the serpents doing outside, and what is that smell?” Penelope asked angrily. “And who the hell are you?” Y/N and Cheryl turned around, facing the red-headed mother who had been torturing Cheryl all her life.

    “Gasoline.” Cheryl said. “It’s the only way we can truly start over, be purified.” Cheryl said, grabbing Y/Ns hand as they watched Penelope’s face turn to horror and shock at the realization of what was going to happen. Cheryl looked at Y/N and smiled. “It’s the only way I can truly be free.” Together the girls threw the candlesticks down, and fire erupted in the room.

    Jughead watched as fire enveloped the Thornhill mansion, and the serpents all started to cheer. Adrenaline coursed through Jugheads veins as he watched, excitement taking over for Cheryl. He watched as Penelope ran out of the mansion, tears and fear covering her face. She coughed as the smoke in her lungs was replaced with fresh air and she stumbled backwards, looking up at the flames replaced her once beautiful house. Betty ran from the nearby trees, finding Jughead and pulled on his sleeve.

    “What the hell Jughead, did you guys do this?” she yelled angrily, looking at the raven-haired boy. He was about to answer but the serpents yelled and they turned towards the front doors, and saw as they started to open again. Cheryl and Y/N walked out hand in hand as if the house behind them wasn’t on fire, and they made their way down the stairs smiling wide. Two serpents made their way to the front and met them near the front, handing them each their jacket and they put them on. The serpents started yelling and celebrating, and Jughead couldn’t help but do the same.

    “Jughead listen to me! Are you going to be with the serpents, yes or no?” she asked, and Jughead looked at her.

    “Of course Betty, they’re going to help me get my dad out.” He said, and she shook her head.

    “We can do it another way-” she started.

    “We can’t, this is the only way, and if I do say so myself, this is a pretty damn good way to do it.” He said, and she rolled her eyes.

    “You know what Juggie, you can have the serpents and you can have Y/N, we’re over!” she yelled angrily, and Jughead looked at her confused.

    “What?” he asked, and she backed away slowly.

    “I can’t be with a serpent, go make all the trouble you want, just leave me out of it. Goodbye Jughead.” She turned and stormed off, and Jughead watched. Y/N walked up to Jughead and he smiled at her, fixing her jacket.

    “I’m proud of you, Jughead. And I hope you know that I’m going to help you get FP out, I’m here for you.” Y/N said, and he nodded.

    “I love you too.” He blurted out, but his voice was mostly muffled by the sounds of cheering serpents and Penelopes yelling and crying.

    “What?” Y/N asked. “What about Betty.”

    “We all know she’s still in love with Archie, she’ll be fine.” Jughead said, pulling Y/Ns jacket and smashing his lips with hers. When they pulled apart, Y/N giggled and grabbed his face.

    “I’ve wanted to do that for awhile.” She admitted, and he nodded.

    “Me too.” He said. He looked behind Y/N to Cheryl who was standing and smiling up at her burning house, her mother crying and yelling at her. “Did you recruit her?” he asked, and Y/N turned to look at her as well.

    “After you all left for the jubilee, I stayed behind and talked to her. We almost lost her, Jughead. I couldn’t imagine Riverdale without her. Sure she was a bitch, but she had a lot of shit going on and people deal with it in different ways, she just needed someone to like her for her and be there for her. I want to be that person, I want to help her.” Y/N said, smiling over to the ginger.

    “I’ll help her too, I know some of what she’s going through.” Jughead said, and she smiled up at him. “So, you’re leading the serpents now?” he asked

    “I am, with the help of Cheryl and you if you want.” She said, and Jughead nodded.

    “Of course.” He replied, and Y/N beamed.

    “Good, we’re going to bring Riverdale back to its feet. Whether people like it or not, the Serpents are going to be the good guys, even if we have to do some bad stuff along the way.” Y/N said, and Jughead took her hand. Together, they walked over to Cheryl, who tore her gaze from the burning house and she smiled at them. Y/N took her Cheryls hand in her free one, and they stood and watched as smoke rose into the sky and the bright light of the fire lit up the night. This was their first mark, they burned down the source of evil from the past few months in Riverdale, and with that it could be renewed, purified.

    “Ready to go?” the long-haired man yelled, and the two of them turned.

    “Of course.” Cheryl said, and Penelopes face turned to rage.

    “You aren’t going anywhere, young lady!” she screamed, but the three of them started walking towards the group. The loner writer with the broken family, the tortured queen bee with the evil family, and the lost new girl who had no family at all walked together, ready to take the world by the balls. They were the change, they were going to bring peace, even if it meant bringing Riverdale to its knees.

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Of All The Phenomenon’s In The World.

Ragnarssons x Modern!Reader.

I blame FOB for my title length.

This is basically Vikings meets modern times with a little bit of the avengers thrown in. I don’t know what I’m doing with my life and I can’t even apologize for it.

I blame @cryogenik @kirah34 @dani-si​ for this. It’ll get to the fun stuff soon. don’t worry. I plan on there being lots of exploration if yOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.

mostly @cryogenik​. mostly.

warnings: cursing. i think that’s it.

“I’m sorry, ma’am, but I’m afraid I can’t do that for you.” Flew between your lips for probably the thousandth time in a single hour, the dark circles under your eyes more prominent than when you forced yourself out of bed this morning.

Gladly enough, as your eyes rolled furthering into the back of your skull with each passing moment, you didn’t have a face to match the ungodly voice grinding through the phone, “Well, find me someone who can.”

Whoever was listening up above give you patience, because if you had strength, you might actually burn the entire building to the ground. Curling your hand into a fist, you slowly motioned punching the sleek black receiver on your desk as a punctuation to each word. “Again, he is in a meeting at the moment, and cannot come to the phone. I am not allowed to give out anymore information than that.”

There was a moment of silence, one that seemed blissful and sweet, but did not last long enough. “So, I can call back later then and he’ll be available?”

Your hands met in front of your face, palms together in a praying motion, and you almost hissed: “Yes.”

“Okay then, I’ll just call back later, I guess,” She sneered, and you silently gagged. “It would of been nice had you suggested it earlier instead of wasting my time, you know.”

The dial tone followed and for a moment you simply sat, legs spread improperly wide, forearms supporting yourself against the cold desk, and eyes unfocused on your CEO’s door. Several muted gestures flew from your hands at the phone, ripping your bluetooth off and chucking it in the trash can, and you began a slow breathing method.

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Tom Holland Imagine - I Have Questions (Part 2)

request: a tom imagine where you tell him you are pregnant after you both broke up

a/n: i haven’t written in soooo long but i just needed to distract myself from everything that’s going on right now. the response from part one was so amazing and i know a lot of people wanted part two, and i also incorporated another request i had. i hope this is okay, and i really am sorry for not writing anything for the past two months, im not sure if im going to write regularly again.

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If you could have, you would have gone the rest of your life without seeing him. You’d trusted him with your entire life, and he had broken that trust, shattering your heart in the process. Of course, life was never that simple and you knew you had to tell him sooner or later, before he found out from someone else. He deserved to know.

“Hi,” your voice was hoarse. “Can I come in?” Tom looked different, older somehow, yet it had only been five weeks since you last saw him. He was pale, his chin patterned with the coarse hairs of his stubble. His eyes were bloodshot, and the bags beneath them were darker than you’d ever seen them before, even darker than when he was shooting fifteen hour days on set. Tom cleared his throat, his eyes softened slightly at the sight of you before him.

“What, uhm, what are you doing here?”

“Please, Tom. I don’t want to speak to you at the front door of your rental.”

He stepped aside, allowing you to enter his temporary home. You noticed a pair of Converse by the front door that seemed much smaller than his usual size, but decided to give him the benefit of the doubt; perhaps his mum was visiting him.

“I know we agreed it was better for us to cut each other completely out of our lives – believe me, it’s what I wanted after the shit you pulled,” your words were bitter, Tom looked hurt, but you weren’t here to argue with him any longer about your situation. “But this can’t wait.”

You followed him as he headed down the hallway to the kitchen. As you passed the door to his bedroom, you snuck a glance through the open door and stopped in your tracks when you noticed the matching set of red laced lingerie discarded across his bedroom floor amongst the clutter on his carpet.

“Is someone else here?”

Tom’s shoulders tensed, his hands balled into fists as he exhaled. He turned to face you, the guilt already plastered on his face.

“Y/n, you don’t understand, I-“

“Wow, Tom. You know for someone who was so desperate to fix whatever this mess is between us, you sure do move on fast.”

His mouth opened, but no words came out.

“Is she here? Oh God, Tom. Is it her?” Your voice was raised. Tom nodded.

“She’s in the shower,” he whispered. There was a silence. “You said you didn’t want to see me ever again, I… I… I didn’t realise that meant I couldn’t live a normal single life.” He was louder now, defensive, and slightly agitated.

“You know I almost believed you when you said you were sorry. Jesus! I nearly fucking believed you were sorry!” You shouted at him, your emotions running high.

“I was sorry!” He came closer to you, your noses almost touching. “I am sorry,” his voice was quieter. “You made the decision to remove me from your life,” he spat in a hushed tone.  “You wanted us to be apart. I wanted to make it work. I was willing to make it work. But you said no. I’m single, y/n, so why can’t I act like I am?”

“Because it’s her. That woman ruined my fucking life, Tom. How can you possibly say you’re sorry when the minute I tell you we’re done you run straight back to her?”

Tom sighed. He rubbed at his eyes, something he always did in frustration.

“Why are you here, y/n?” He looked angry. “You said you didn’t want to see me ever again. You say all this stuff about how it’s easier for us to act like we don’t know each other after I beg for you to stay in my life, and then you show up here!” He was shouting again. “And on top of that, you think you can decide who I can or can’t da-“

“Because I’m pregnant, Tom!” You blurted loudly, cutting him off. He stumbled back slightly, clearly unable to process the news you had been hiding for the past month. “I’m pregnant,” you whispered.

After a lengthy silence, Tom finally spoke up. “How long have you known?”

“A few weeks,” you admitted.

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

“I didn’t know how.” You had imagined how this conversation would play out a million times before in your head, but you hadn’t once dreamed it up like this. “I wasn’t going to at first. But it’s your baby, Tom. You should know. You don’t have to be involved, if you don’t want. I get it, but at least you know.”

“I wanna be involved. Of course, I do. Oh my God, y/n, this is everything we ever wanted, everything I ever wanted with you.” He leant against the wall behind him, letting his head fall back to touch the exposed brick. “And I fucked it all up.”
“Tom, I don’t want to hear another apology. I’m just here to tell you. Did I think that maybe I’d tell you and I’d want to try and make this work? Admittedly so. But, after this,” you motioned towards his bedroom, “I’m going to stick to my decision of not being with you. But for the baby’s sake, we, erm, we could try being civil with each other. Maybe we could even be friends.” Tom’s head snapped up. “Maybe.”

He exhaled, pushing himself off the wall and towards you. His fingers touched the bare skin of your arms gently as he nodded. “Maybe.”

Black Hat: “I really hope you enjoyed yourself today, Hero.”

Random Hero: [smugly] “Oh, I did, thanks.”

Black Hat: “Good. Because I’m done. You’ve crossed my last line. Congratulations. Because here on out, I will not. Sleep. Until your life is completely. Fucked. I am the King of Revenge, Hero. I’ve disbanded superhero teams, ruined people’s lives, and I’ve fucking ripped. A man’s. ARMS OFF. But all of that pales in comparison to what I am going to do to you. Mark my words, I will destroyevery part of your life. I will not stop until you are in a dark. Hole. Thinking to yourself over and over and OVER again: WHY. DID I EVER. FUCK. WITH BLACK HAT INC?!”[storms off[

Flug: “…..Yeah!” [leaves…then returns] “Uh. Forgot my lunch.”

[source: The Most Popular Girls in School]



7. You’re really cute and it’s ruining my life because I think about kissing you all the time. 
45. So, was that just awkward eye contact, or were we checking eachother out?

Here you go! :)

Part 2 here

“Oh my God Raven, I can’t deal with this anymore!” - you stomped in the engeneering room, and groaned loudly, then pouted and sat on the nearest chair grumpily.

“You mean you can’t deal with the fact that your crush has no idea you exist?” - that’s Raven, Ladies an Gentlemen - blunt and giving zero fucks about my daydreaming -  just the usual on the menu, what am I even expecting, God!

“Thanks a lot for throwing all the fluffly scenarios I had in my head, in the garbage. I feel so much better now!”- your sarcasm had little to no effect on her, as she just kept chewing on her improvised gum and looked at you with head hands placed on both her knees.

“Well babe, what do you want me to do? Ring the wedding Bells…no pun intended though!”- she hysterically laughed at her little joke, and you just groaned in frustration once more.

“I’m not laughing at the moment, but believe me I’m dying on the inside”- you mumbled with your head on the table, your hair covering your face completely.

“Oh, come on! Don’t be so dramatic. Bell is a cool guy, very laid back, just go there and start a conversation. It’d work believe me.”- she said with a bottle of water in hand, swaying it back and forth between her fingers.

You took a glipse at her with one eye “Oh yeah, and what would I say ‘You’re really cute and it’s ruining my life because I think about kissing you all the time. ‘, while I’m thnking well damn,  was that just awkward eye contact, or were we checking eachother out? “ - Raven bursted out in laughter at your words, but she knows nothing of your misery. 

“Fuck this shit, I’m doomed.”- you dramatically said as if those were your last words.

“Well I don’t know about you, but I don’t think it was just awkward eye contact.”- your head snapped up and you looked at the direction from where you heard that voice speak.

And there he stood, in all his glory, handing a rather thick folder to Raven.

“I came to give the folder to our engineer here, and accidentally overheard your little talk” . Just the way he was looking at you, with his smug face, was enough to make you want to evaporate from the room, but the realization of what you said earlier was even worse, and so you just slid down on your chair and covered your face with your lips, mumbling a “Oh God” under your nose, just loud enough so he managed to hear it and chuckle at your nervousness.

He’d lie if he said he hadn’t noticed the effect he had on you beofre, but that here was a whole new level and he found it adorable and very flattering.

“So. If you’re up for a late night walk, I’d be waiting you outside, alright.”- you dared to get a peek from inbetween your fingers, just as he sent a little wink at you and left the room

And not even two seconds later Raven tossed her empty bottle of water at you and hissed - “If you don’t go out with him right now, I’ll kick your ass!”

(part two anyone? like this was fun, let me know if u want some more of this right here haha)

  • Uma: Alright, Mal, that's it. I'm done. You've crossed my last line. Congratulations, because from here on out, I will not sleep until your life is completely fucked. I am the queen of revenge, Mal. I've disbanded gangs on the isle, ruined people's social lives, and I fucking ripped a girl's arm off! But all of that is going to pale in comparison to what I'm going to do to you. Mark. My words. I will destroy every part of your life. I will not stop until you are sitting alone in a dark hole, thinking over and over again, why did I ever FUCK with URSULA'S DAUGHTER!?
  • [Uma walks away angrily]
  • Harry: [to Mal] Yeahhhh.