and maybe i love you

Secrets, Songs and Bad Habits part 2

In which the strange dynamic gets stranger.

A/N: I’ve had such a positive response to part one of this imagine and I am so extremely grateful! I seriously just want to hug you all. However I can’t so I have decided to post this instead and make this a little series with maybe some smut in the next chapter?!?! I hope you like it lovelies xoxo

Warnings: language and kissing? (is that even a warning idk)

At two o’clock you clambered out of your window, this time with a new anticipation. You had thought of nothing but Jughead since you had left his arms to return to your slumber. Sure, he had acted like a total prick but his confession and that kiss made up for it all. You lowered yourself from your roof and onto the dewy grass beneath then turned around to be met with the sight of a tall, dark-haired boy staring at the floor, cheeks flushed and hands in his pockets. You smirked and slowly approached him. his chiselled features and curls peeking out from his beanie were illuminated by the fiery glow of the streetlamps. He looked up at you and mimicked your smirk as his eyes ghosted over your attire.

“Shut up, you dig it really?” you whispered teasingly, motioning to your lack of bottoms and the raggedy hoodie hanging loosely over your curves and inching further towards him.

“I didn’t say any…” he was cut off by your lips on his. His arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you impossibly closer and he chuckled against your lips when he noticed that you were stood on your tiptoes and straining to reach him despite him leaning downwards. He pulled away and you gazed back at him doe eyed and biting your lip. You drove him crazy. “So, I’m guessing you didn’t regret last night?”

“Not at all,” you whispered in response, reconnecting your lips with his for a moment before reluctantly pulling away once more, “do you?”

“Well…” he pretended to consider it but his lopsided grin gave him away and you promptly shut him up with another kiss.

“Come on Juggie, let’s walk,” you wrapped both of your arms around his in an attempt to gather some heat amongst the chilly autumn air. You fell into step with each other, making your way towards the drive-in as you had done for the past few weeks.

 

Monday morning rolled around and you waltzed groggily through the hallway, too tired to be aware of your surroundings. You almost toppled over on your heels as you were pulled into the janitors closet under the stairwell. Still out-of-it you blinked confusedly at your ambusher only to find Jughead with his back to you peeking out of the door that was cracked open slightly.

“Jug what the fu-” you were cut off by his lips on yours. When he pulled away he just stood there smiling sheepishly as you looked back at him with furrowed brows. “Why are we in the janitors’ closet?”

“So nobody sees us!” he replied, scoffing and narrowing his eyes as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. You snorted in annoyance.

“Why the fuck don’t you want anyone to see us?” you demanded, hands on hips.

“I thought we’d discussed this Princess, to everyone else we aren’t an us and that’s just the way it has to be…” he sighed and although you were slightly disappointed by his apparent desire for secrecy, you simply couldn’t help the smile that crept onto your lips as he referred you both as a collective.

“Hmmm…so, does that mean that this,” you motioned between you two with your index finger and then grabbed his shirt in your fist, yanking him closer so that you were backed up against the wall and his forehead rested against yours, “is an us?”

He swallowed thickly, wetting his lips in contemplation and you nervously chewed on your bottom lip whilst anticipating his response.

“Look, I don’t know what this is…” your heart dropped momentarily and disappointment invaded your thoughts until he spoke again, his voice wavering with honest nervousness, “…but I really, really don’t want it to end.”

He looked at you, light eyes filled with sincerity and want. His breathing was heavy and you could tell that it was unusual for him to be so open.

“Me neither,” you breathed and he reached up to cup your face with his hand, thumb running over your lower lip before leaning down and pressing a searing kiss your lips and then a chaste one to your nose. You giggled lightly at his affectionate gesture and intertwined your hands.

“So…” Jughead began but he was cut off by echoing ring of the bell that signalled the beginning of the school day. He sighed in exasperation and brought his hand up to scratch the back of his neck, “…to be continued?”

“To be continued” and with that you slid out from your place between him and the wall and opened the door, merging effortlessly into the crowds of people flooding through the walkways and falling into step beside Cheryl.

You left Jughead trying to stifle a grin and realising that she to him was the equivalent of her cigarettes. She was like a bad habit – he knew he shouldn’t want her but he craved her more than anything because despite the fact that he knew being with her was a bad idea, he couldn’t help himself, when he was with her it felt so good.

My cat died yesterday.

For nearly thirteen years, he was my baby and my best friend and I am so incredibly heartbroken that he is gone.  His bravery and buoyant personality masked the gravity of his condition until the very end.  In the last twenty-four hours of his life, we learned that his heart, which was so big and loving and strong, was afflicted by a tumor, and that that cancer was spreading and metastasizing to his other organs.  In a small act of mercy, we were allowed time with him before the end.  I was given time to explain how happy he made me.  Time to pet him while he purred.  Time to kiss the silky fur beneath his ears once more.  Time to tell him just how much I love him (present tense, always present tense).  

I don’t know how to be anything but devastated.  I don’t know how the aching hole he left in my own heart will ever heal.  I don’t know many things; but I do know that he was loved and cherished and he lived a good life–spoiled and doted on, treasured.  I do know that he was happy.  I do know that he suffered very little.  I do know that he loved me.  I do know.  

In the spirit of maintaining normalcy as, perhaps, a way to begin to heal, I am going to continue trying to keep up with my daily #GradblrChallenge posts.  But I apologize in advance if I miss a day, or do not interact as much, or if I am less enthusiastic.  I’ve so enjoyed being a part of this community for the last few weeks and the accountability is valuable.  I do hope to continue–but if I don’t or can’t, my sincerest gratitude to everyone who I’ve interacted with. (Cc: @gradblrchallenge)

slytherinmayadere  asked:

[zubatsometimes] I dearly love how you do your shading!! Could I maybe ask you to draw a Zubat, or explain how you do your lovely shading work~?

ahh, thank u so much!! ;v;

1. lineart! i use paint tool sai, and i line with the brush tool. 

these are my settings! i usually don’t line in black, usually a dark shade though. i also put my layer to multiply!

2. i fill in the colors! i use the bucket tool using the selection source, although i fill in gaps with my brush tool!

3. i use a dark color to shade! i usually make it out of the lines and delete the excess later.

4. i switch the layer to multiply!


5. i turn down the opacity. in this case it’s down to 53%!

6. i use the water tool to blend!

7. i use the water tool again and turn my layer to luminosity! i usually do soft lighting with the color its based on (Eg. purple for purple, blue for blue)

and thats it! i hope this helped!

this--bird--has--flown  asked:

(this is irissswests) top 6 westallen kisses!

Ha! Hey, girl. I think I’ll update this with pics sometime, but for now I’ll just list them. Also not ranked b/c that stresses me out atm. Lol. Maybe I’ll rank them later. :P

1) 2x23 - “I love you…and I always will”
(this kiss will always be sacred to me, despite its lack of heat.)

2) 3x04 - make out
(I don’t think I really need to explain this one. Lol.)

3) 3x14 - morning valentine kisses
(That little bit of tongue and all the smilies. Too cute for words!!)

4) 3x13 - “That is entiiiirely up to you.”
(Suggestive kisses are my favorite kisses lol)

5) 1x15 - “I have not been able to stop thinking about you”
(I don’t have to explain this one either. One word: EPIC)

6) 3x17 - True Love’s Kiss
(An iconic kiss. It made Barry Sleeping Beauty and brought him back to LIFE.)

Those are my top 6 westallen kisses. 😊

ashooree  asked:

This isn't an ask, I just wanted to tell you I pretty much lost my shit when I discovered you had a tumblr and you interact with your fans on a regular basis. That's so cool, dude. LoZ is a huge part of my life and Revali may very well be one of my favorite characters in the entire franchise, I love him that much. SO UH. THANKS FOR BEING AWESOME. AND FOR MAKING ME LOVE A BIRB. Although maybe I shouldn't be thanking you for that. (I definitely shouldn't.)

We must also make sure to love the bees, because without them there would not be any birbs.

….I’m pretty sure that’s not how that works, but I mean they’re both a major part of sex and sex involves 2 creatures so I guess if one is gone then the other will be pretty lonely

anonymous asked:

Mama! Greetings! I'm anon~ I'm a big fan of yours~! I just wanted to say, don't ever feel pressured to write for us! We all care about YOU, too! We love you and we don't want you to feel overwhelmed with all the requests, so I thought I'd tried to help encourage you! Well... If you find this, haha! Anyways, please have a lovely day, take a small break maybe, we love you, Mama! Please stay happy~~!

I love you so much I literally don’t deserve this at all I’m a slug. A crying slug. 😭😭

anonymous asked:

They are so cute! I LOVE for bnha kids! Could you maybe draw Bakugou and Deku being a cute dads? Like maybe Bakugou's daughter is sitting on his shoulder putting bows in his hair and deku being cute with his son?

I would, but I didn’t create those characters though. They belong to the commissioner! I’ll have to ask permission before I could do that.

anonymous asked:

💟 the twins!

💟 Love Letter - You can’t stand it any longer, you need to let a certain someone know just how you feel.  Whether new or old relationship, you sit and write a letter.

~

Dear Spencer,

I Know i can be Outright Annoying and a Pest but…You know…That’s how i am…I know you probably don’t think of me the same way…but the only Reason i i act like the way i am is because…well…I Can’t Help it. You are really Amazing. You are Awesome and also very Handsome…I cant help but think about you…and i can’t help but be happy around you…What i’m trying to Say is…I…Care Deeply about you. You may not think the same way about me…But maybe you do? I don’t know. Don’t Mind me! Haha!…I’m Glad i know you, Spencer…Maybe we can see Each other Later…? ^////^

Love, Faline~

((Mun!Rina hasn’t Really thought of a Crush for Raizo Yet QWQ Also he’s a Shy Babu and wouldn’t know what to Put so Forgive Me!!! But! If i do find out who his Crush will be, ill Put his Separate Love Letter on a Separate Post!! :D Look out for That Nonnie! Spencer Belongs to @diabolik-yuko​ ~))

anonymous asked:

Maybe someday I'll be able to tell you I love you to your face, but for now, all I have to send is little words. They mean nothing to you, yet, to me they mean I'm broken because I love you so much.

Update!!

OOC// Hello!!
First of all, thank you guys for 50 followers already❤❤ It’s only been a week and I already feel so much love comming from everyone~ (and those two religious blog that followed me after that God ask lol)

Secondly, I am sorry for not getting to your asks during the weekend. I’ll start drawing answers as soon as possible (probably later today) and I will most likely start posting either tonight or tomorrow!! I promise ;3

Thank you so much for your support!!
I love you guys~
((maybe i’ll do something special for 100 follows idk we’ll see laterz))

Nikola Tesla is the greatest b/c he loved pigeons and science and wanted to provide people with electricity at low cost but he was also lowkey trying to build a death beam. 

You know what, the ‘suddenly, there’s 5 more Winter Soldiers’ subplot

has gotten a lot of flack, and I don’t disagree that it could and should have been handled a lot better, but even as it is, I really really like what it says, or rather, confirms about Bucky.

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