but I really wanted to include it so whatever

She Never Stopped Smiling

by reddit user Pippinacious

Fly was an odd kid, even by odd kid standards. I met her in sixth grade, when our alphabetically ordered last names landed us in adjacent seats, and she turned to look at me with a cheerful, gap toothed smile.

“Hi!” She said.

“Hi.” I replied quietly.

I was shy and intimidated by my first day in middle school, but she wasn’t the least bit nervous.

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i don’t want to be weird, but -

Cas in S12E07: “Dean, plaid is not sexy.”

Dean in S12E08

Dean in S12E10

Dean in S12E19

I really don’t want to be that person, but ever since Cas let slip he doesn’t like Dean’s ‘lumberjack’ look, Dean’s stopped wearing plaid around him (Sam hasn’t, because why would he?). I mean, I don’t know what happens in between episodes, and apparently a lot does, but on screen, every single time Dean’s been with Cas after Rock Never Dies he’s chosen to wear a ‘normal’ shirt.

The only exception is S12E12, but, whatever, I’ll forgive that episode anything.

And, of course, for the purpose of this post costumes don’t count, so I haven’t included suits or anything, but just as a reminder, this is what Dean changed into after Cas’ bad-tempered comment - and I’m willing to bet half my liver those were not random clothes he had in his duffel - he went out and bought them, because lumberjack? I’ll show you who’s a fucking lumberjack. Dick.

170618 // I haven’t made a post like this in a while, but I’m revising for an exam right now and it’s the last thing I want to be doing so I’m procrastinating (don’t follow my lead kids).

How I use Digital Notes

I’ll make a more detailed post about how I study at some point, but for now:

  • I use microsoft onenote, but you can use whatever program you feel comfortable with.
    • Useful features of onenote include the organisation into notebooks, sections, and tabs, search function, equation support, tagging, and formatting options (inc. different heading styles).
    • You can find really great posts about onenote quite easily if you’re interested in how it works (I would 100% recommend it).
  • Throughout the year I type up my class notes, summarising information and organising it into a sensible order.
    • This took a lot of discipline and I fell off the bandwagon quite a bit. I initially intended to type up my notes from the day every evening, but I found it’s more realistic to just do it as often as possible and to aim to finish each topic’s notes before I move onto the next one.
  • When I come to revise for exams I will rewrite and summarise my notes on paper (writing out notes helps me remember them, but this may not work for you)
    • When I’m doing the first few past papers I’ll have my notes with me so I can look things up until I can do a paper without them.
      • I find this is more effective than using the mark scheme to help as the mark scheme basically gives you the answers.

Why Make Digital Notes?

Obviously digital notes don’t work for everyone, but I find they’re much more useful to have than notes on paper, at least before you start revising.

  • The main benefits of digital notes are:
    • typing is faster than writing
    • search functions (depending on the program) to look up information quickly
    • neater and faster formatting
    • you can back them up somewhere else so you don’t have to worry about losing or damaging them
    • you can bring all your notes with you without it weighing a tonne (assuming your laptop/tablet doesn’t weigh a tonne)
    • copy and paste! Ofc use this as infrequently as possible, but it’s useful for quotes etc.
    • pictures without the effort of drawing or printing out and sticking in
    • cheaper as you don’t have to buy pens and paper as often
    • an excuse to bring your computer into school and then go online shopping and play games during really boring classes no I haven’t done this what are you talking about so you have access to google etc. to look things up whenever


  • The only reason I’ve managed to keep up with my notes throughout the year is because I don’t take any for maths and I’ve kind of fallen off the bandwagon for French (whoops). It’s a bit unrealistic to expect to keep up with all the notes for all your subjects (particularly if you’re doing gcses), so prioritise.
  • Subjects like maths tend to assess a skill rather than knowledge, so it’s probably more useful to do practice questions rather than make notes.
  • If you’re dropping a subject in a year and won’t touch it again make sure it’s actually worth making notes for the whole year.

In Class or After Class?

Whether you write notes on the computer during class or afterwards depends on the class.

  • I’ve got one particular teacher who flits back and forth between topics and often mentions things without going into detail because she assumes we’re too stupid to understand (not my favourite teacher ngl). So I use my laptop in her lessons so I can go back to topics we’ve already done and so I can google things to fact check (she frequently dumbs stuff down to inaccurate levels) and expand on points that she makes.
  • If you’ve got a teacher that tends to move super fast it might be worth having a computer with you as typing is generally much faster than writing.
    • If you can’t touch type learning is a really good idea, even just to improve the speed of your typing (I can’t actually touch type but I took a course until I learnt to use all my fingers when typing and now I type much faster). There’s lots of free online courses available.
  • Alternatively, you can just make all your class notes on paper and type up the important information when you get home.
    • This means you don’t have to worry about your class notes being neat enough to revise from; after you type them up you can file them or even throw them away to save space.
    • It also works as a review which is really good for putting the information into your long-term memory.
    • However it is also pretty time consuming so you’ve got to be super disciplined to keep on top of it.
  • In my school at a levels I’ve found it’s not too unusual to have a laptop out but it’s a bit odd to have one at gcses (idk about other schools). Obviously you shouldn’t care about what other people think, but if having your laptop/tablet with you will make you feel self-conscious and uncomfortable then leave it at home.
    • Also laptops and tablets are expensive and it’s understandable if you’d rather keep them safe at home.
    • That said, people do get used to it. Even if you’re the only one with a laptop/tablet, the novelty wears off quickly.
  • Some teachers don’t actually like students using laptops and tablets during class, so do check before you bring it in.

I hope this helped! Of course if you have any questions about this (or anything else) my ask is always open please ask me something

Here’s where I post this and find 56 typos :/

i’m so sad because there are so many amazing groups that are being slept on right now, y’all let me take u on a journey

  • ok you like groups that make u wanna go hard as fuck??? then listen to 24K
  • even their cute songs have a dope ass beat
  • speaking of damn good beats BIGFLO have a lot of um they get u so pumped and ready 2 go
  • boy groups that can go from cute to deadly in 0.003 seconds?? then high4 are the ones for you
  • groups that have hella dope dance moves, acrobatics and r just complete dorks then hop onto the SPEED train for a life of tears and joy
  • i know u want the weirdest kids that walk this planet that make damn catchy tunes
  • will also love you with everything they have because that’s what MYNAME do
  • OH! and you want to write fanfic about them? no need my lovely, they do it themselves
  • u want there to be instrument playing and beautiful vocals? give Royal Pirates a listen
  • some good head boppin tunes, great rapping and infectious ass dance moves then pls love Cross Gene
  • they also got them intimidating looking members that are actually the biggest fluffballs u know what i mean
  • groups that go hard but also wanna stab u in the feels? u deffo for N.Flying
  • absolute losers that just want to have fun? heck they danced with animated penguins 
  • that’s right u guessed it.. UNIQ
  • oh ok so u want more of a hip hop feel rather than a cute boy group??
  • or maybe not bc they are the dorkiest, shyest lil babies ever. love madtown
  • i don’t even know how to describe hotshot they actually leave me a lil bit speechless they r just so good u will deffo not regret this decision
  • also body rolls for days i tell ya
  • Snuper are those mad dorks that u will fall in love with in all of 2 seconds, good luck
  • did u hear face off by A6P?? just listen to it u will be jamming for weeks
  • and the concept was so good
  • pls come back babies i miss u
  • B.I.G just give off a vibe that make u love them, take these losers in as ur own they r ur children now also all their songs are SO catchy
  • not to mention the hit song hello that will always have a special place in my heart
  • r cute girl groups ur weakness?? because my dear u will love Laboum
  • what about a group that work with whatever sound they take? also got some hot vocals and some nice beats to get u up or just to chill and jam to whatever u feelin BIGSTAR got it
  • i also just wanted to include hot boy because it’s the song of the century ok
  • boys republic just put so much into making some good tunes and some damn amazing mv’s like that shit is just so nice to look at i cannot recommend them enough i’m !!!!!!!!
  • M Crown??? That’s all i should have to say really just go listen to them
  • cute but not so cute boy groups? u feel me? also some good dancers and can work them hips oh my god i got u covered with halo
  • speaking of dancing if u into that then check out romeo plus they’re just so fun sounding and such a feel good listen !!!!
  • ok so back to the girl groups, u want a bit more after the cuteness. my friends, sonamoo are waiting for you 
  • what about the biggest dorks on this planet?? no i’m serious
  • i mean sure there is some questionable styling choices but u won’t even care when you listen to topp dogg because DAMN
  • also throw back to when they got brazilian waxes because i feel the world needs this trust me ok
  • the sweetest group to walk this god damn earth (also the dork level is pretty high) but hella pushed aside by their company
  • but still make absolute bangers from cute to sexy u got it all
  • why r boyfriend still not loved???
  • and finally, the ones most of you will know
  • stop
  • ignoring
  • infinite
  • dammit

ok i think i’m done, pls add more because there’s so many good groups out there that i want to know about too 


When you told me to contemplate the world, what did you expect me to picture in my mind? A map? Some floaty cosmic energy? You know what I actually did see? Katara, Sokka and Toph. I saw the Kyoishi Warriors, The White Lotus, the monks who raised me, and I saw Zuko. I don’t know how to “contemplate the world” without first thinking of the people I care about. Including Zuko.

Voice Ask Meme!

I think hearing people’s voices is really cool, but I haven’t found a voice meme I’m happy with, so I wanted to make my own! 

Here’s how the game is played: If you want to hear me do any of these, just send me the number(s) you want to hear and I’ll make an audio post! Include whatever specifics you’d like to hear me do in the ask - these are more guidelines than actual rules. Basically, it’s just like any other ask meme, only I speak the answers instead of typing them out!

1) Give an introduction! 

  • Put specifics in the ask

2) Read a poem!

  • Feel free to specify a poem in the ask

3) Read a passage from your favorite book or fanfiction. Alternatively, do a one-person-show of a scene from a movie or play. 

  • Feel free to suggest a passage or scene in the ask. If you want me to do a dramatic reading of Green Eggs and Ham, I will. 

4) Tell a joke. (Preferably a really bad one)

5) Tell a story from your childhood. 

  • Feel free to suggest a story in the ask, like asking me about the first time I did x, y, or z!

6) Tell me about the most exciting thing you’ve ever done or would like to do. 

7)  Tell two truths and a lie, so that people have to guess which is true. 

8) Give an instructions on how to preform a task of the asker’s choosing. 

  • Example: If the ask says “teach me how to dougie,” you must give vocal instructions on how to dougie. 

9) Can you record yourself speaking in different languages/accents?

10) Sing a song, if you dare!

  • Feel free to suggest a song in the ask! (If I don’t know the song, I might sing you something else instead, but I promise it will still be worth your while.)

Feel free to reblog so more people can play!

tips for ppl with hyperempathy from a fellow hyperempathetic pal

• dont be afraid to blacklist tags on tumblr about negative stuff. even if it’s incredibly important, i know it makes me v stressed out

• it’s ok to hate drama and not want to watch tv shows/movies/whatever that include arguments or fighting.

• a lot of people nowadays who aren’t kids like stuffed animals so people won’t really think you’re all that weird if you bring your stuffed animal everywhere

• it’s ok if your empathy fluctuates!! it’s ok if you only feel empathy for inanimate objects!! it’s ok if u have hypoempathy! all ‘not normal’ levels of empathy are super ok and there are lots of people who experience them

• hyperempathy isn’t always a bad thing. we have a lot of love in our hearts. always try to remember that

Caged (3)

Synopsis: What happens when Loki meets someone who actually calls him on his bullshit instead of running and hiding?
Word Count : 645
A/N: Hit me up if I missed any tags guys. Sorry this one is a bit short, I just really wanted to post.

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Weekly Reading List #14

Hey y'all… it’s time for my weekly reading list. Hope you enjoy these fics as much as I did. You can catch up on my previous reading lists here.

Quiet by @impala-dreamer **smut** (Dean x Reader)
~Dean feels a little insecure when Y/N is quiet in bed, but maybe with a little practice, they’ll both feel better…~
Warnings: NSFW, Dean loving. Dirty talking. More Dean loving. Lots of expletives. Poor Sammy.
Oh, Insecure!Dean was cute, I loved the dirty talk, but poor Sammy ;)

Originally posted by adoringjensen

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Why Now? - Jughead Jones Imagine (Riverdale)

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Hi everyone! This is my very first imagine that I’m writing here, on Tumblr. It’s based on the TV series „Riverdale” more specifically on Jughead Jones because I really like him in the show. I’ve read lots of imagines here and I thought I could write one too so here I am! Also, this is a „Jughead x Reader” imagine so I’ll be using „Y/N” for the reader. If you don’t want to imagine, like, yourself in the reader’s skin (hope you get what I’m trying to say :)) ) , then you’re free to imagine whatever you want as long as it includes Jughead. I don’t have any warnings to make because I want this imagine to be cute and kinda sad for a start (sorry for that). I don’t own any of the TV series’s rights and the persons I’m mentioning here aren’t like that in the real life. This is just a story made up by me, meaning that the descriptions of the characters that I’m writing about are based on how the Riverdale’s cast is portraying them. It’s a work of fiction. Sorry for this long introducing note, enjoy your reading. xx  

Originally posted by dailyjugheadjones

PLOT: You and your parents have lived in Riverdale since you were born, but because what had started to happen recently in this town, they decide that you need to move somewhere else, for your safety. You start to tell your friends the sad news, Jughead being the last one. He is about to tell you something that will hurt you; that will make you feel awful for going away.

Riverdale was once a friendly town, in fact, the town where you grew up. So it’ll be surprising if we’ll tell something bad about it. It used to be a great place, a place where you met all your friends, a place that could be called home. You were so used to it and just couldn’t imagine anything unusual happening ‘round here. That, of course, until everyone found out about Jason Blossom’s murder, which kinda ruined all of your theories. You knew the Blossom family, but not so well. Jason’s sister, Cheryl was almost-your-friend that’s because after her brother’s death, she started to act somehow very strange. She was colder than usual and more sensitive. Sometimes she would be mean to everyone and sometimes she would come back to her nice side. You weren’t so mad at her because you could understand. A loss like hers wasn’t easy to handle, especially because the bond that formed between her and Jason. You also knew Jason, not so well still. You’ve seen him a couple of times at school but you too never got to talk properly. When you found out about his death, you were beyond shocked and felt very sorry. To know that it was a murder, actually made you feel scared and worried about you, your friends and your family. However, your parents already had an hour for you to be home every night and told you numerous of times to be careful. You understood that they wanted to know you safe and healthy, although you were older enough to take care of yourself in your own way. 

But afterwards, you started to be interested in who is Jason’s killer and all those stuff that had to do with the mysterious murder. So were Archie, Veronica, Betty and Jughead. All of you knew that the police is dealing with it, you just couldn’t help it. You tried to find out what you thought the others were not able to observe, practically, you were digging for answers in every possible place. Things were still very complicated. When your parents found out what you guys were doing, they freaked out. You fought with them and had a very difficult time because you simply had to stay away from what really stir up your interest. What really killed you inside was thinking that maybe you got your friends into trouble too, although that word is too harsh to be mentioned right now. Just like that, things were too normal for all of you. It was school-home-homework over and over again. Yet, you were still able to spend time togehter at Pop’s some nights. You knew that this was your squad, your bunch of creepy human beings and you couldn’t lose touch with them, even if you wanted. Things like this happens in small towns, nothing could stop you. 

Or at least, that’s what you thought.

It happened on a boring weekend, at a first glance. You were about to hang out with Veronica and Betty when your mother and father entered your room with some weird expressions. Somehow, you knew something was wrong. You stopped from what you were doing and looked curious. Asking what happened has led to the most terrible news: your parents just told you you were going to move to Houston. You froze for a moment, thinking they’re probably joking or something but they seemed very serious. You panicked when they didn’t start to laugh at you, you thought you were breathless. They really meant it, they weren’t joking. “How?” and “why?” were the only questions that could get through your head. When you asked them, with a trembling voice like you were going to start crying, they told you that they do not think Riverdale is still a town where you can grow up as you should, that everything has gone crazy and that they don’t know what kind of impact this had upon you. They said they don’t want you to end up injured because of what is happening in the surroundings, of course thinking at the Blossom’s tragedy. You couldn’t accept that, you were suddenly afraid of everything and nothing, Everything that went through your mind was how you could tell that to your friends. Your friends. You were shaking, not even knowing how no tear wasn’t still falling on your cheeks. You felt like you could not just go, so far away from them, from everything. Something more made you feel even worse, but you’d be confronting with it too, right? Your parents told you some last words before leaving your room without even trying to consider your prayers or the deplorable condition they put you into: three weeks. You only had three weeks left to get used to it and try to put your thoughts in order, including the fact that you also had to tell Veronica, Betty, Archie and Jughead. You knew your mom and dad wouldn’t change their minds, not even thinking about your childhood and all of your memories here. They were only thinking about getting out. Getting out of the place you called your home, which was just a little bit broken

That day you cancelled with Betty and Veronica and in the next few days you weren’t yourself at school or in any place you’d go. It was like you were trying to remember everything, not to forget anything. At Pop’s you would just sit in your usual place near the window without ordering anything and just staring at your lap. When your friends would be there with you, they would wonder what is going on ‘cause you’re never that silent. You will answer them in a small voice that everything’s fine and that you’re just thinking about something. Betty, Veronica and Jughead would insist and you would look at them in a guilty way. You were so sad that you will have eventually to tell them, you were grateful that they could not read your mind. The first ones to find out you were gonna move were Archie and Veronica. At first they got mad at you for nor telling them this whole time, the dark-haired girl was speechless and seemed like she was gonna explode - anger, shock and sadness. It was okay, you were sad too, incredibly sad. Archie couldn’t believe what he heard, asking “What?” so many times that it almost started to get on your nerves. You thought you were about to fight, but it didn’t happen, fortunately. You couldn’t bear that too. Betty, on the other hand began to cry. She couldn’t believe it neither but she knew that you couldn’t lie about something so serious. It really broke your heart to see them like this, to let them know that there were probably not so many chances to see you again soon. It was so cruel that you didn’t even had a choice, you wanted to stay, you wanted that so hard, every piece of you rejected the idea of moving so far away from here. You still had things to create, you still had someone here. Someone who cared about you and some people you’ve been through so many things.

Then came Jughead’s turn, you had to tell him. And now, things start to get different. You two were … Something. The relationship between you was way more different that what kinda links you had with the others. He was the retired type all the time, the guy who did not like the excessive attention and who was often rejected because he was weird, as he says. Of course, you’ve never thought that about him, neither did Archie, Veronica or Betty. He first became friends with Archie before joining your group. After that, he slowly learned to open himself in front of you, and you started to think he was a wonderful boy. Then, you found out he was also an amazing writer because he was writing his own novel about Jason Blossom’s murder which was awesome ‘cause he would always help you guys in your “investigation” with his theories. You’ve always tried to make him feel good in his own skin, he was pretty unsure of himself even if he didn’t want to admit it. He wanted to be tough and cold because, latley, he had some problems at home and at school. He was very shut in when it came about his family, he never wanted to talk about that subject with anyone. That’s the reason why you were surprised when you were the first to find out about it. Jughead told you about how his father was a part of a dangerous gang in Riverdale - The Serpents and that he had a drinking problem. Even if he never wanted to let that get noticed, you felt him being scared. He didn’t want you to reject him too after all he had told you. You knew that his mother and sister were away because of his father, but you wouldn’t want to judge anyone. You understood him and you tried to understand his father too, although you felt very bad for what Jughead’s been through because of him. You began to understand his silence as well so as he was there for you too. When he couldn’t answer you, you tried to make him feel like he has someone he can confess to. You became very familiar with him, almost as if you felt unusual when he wasn’t around. At some point you became worried about your approach, it felt too much, somehow. But you couldn’t help the fact that he was always there. Simply that. Sometimes even more that Archie or Betty, or Veronica. It did not feel like you were best friends, it wasn’t nice or serious. You would help each other at your homework, he would drive you home some nights when the streets would be too dark for you to walk them alone. You would make honest jokes about him, he would laugh sarcastically not even bothering him. You remembered the first time you tried to touch his beanie and Jughead slapped your hand away, making faces at you. Later on he gave it to you himself, fixing it on your head and smiling in the corner of his mouth. His hair would be a little dark mess after that but he wouldn’t care. If there was any time you would be late at Pop’s, he would order you a chocolate milkshake and wait until you would be there and then when you’d finally arrive you two would talk, with him showing what he had wrote for his novel … There were just silly, innocent things which always made you come closer. When he was about to get homeless, you wanted to ask your parents if he could stay at yours but they didn’t agree with that. Thank God, his salvation was Archie and his dad, Fred who took him to stay with them as long as he needed.You remember how worried you were back then, that almost made you gulp. Jughead had become someone to you, it took you kinda long time to realize this, maybe because you never wanted to think about him that way. Your friends would tease you about it and you would try to hide your emotions everytime. You only knew that you had a great person by your side, a little weirdo, a person who endured so much suffering and who would be still smirking and joking with his friends at the end of the day. You didn’t want to admit it either, but you were careful with him. Exactly, he became too important to you. You just wouldn’t want to name this in any way.

Therefore, how? How could you tell him that you’ll be gone in less than three weeks? How would he feel?

How would you feel?

If you waited still, it would have been to late. And you knew very well that Jughead deserved to know, even if this will maybe hurt him. Surley you’re hurt too. So, on a Tuesday night you went at Archie’s house knowing that he will be at school to practice at his guitar for a singing contest he will have Saturday along with Josie and the Pussycats and his father working late. Archie told you to come and talk with Jughead earlier that day, at school. You saw the sadness behind his eyes and how much he needed his friend to be okay, or at least to know what will happen. He didn’t want you to let go anymore. You started to think he knew a little more … That he had come to think of you and Jughead just as you did. That made you feel your stomach clutching.

When you arrived there was no need to knock at the door, because Jughead knew you were going to come. You opened the door and went to the kitchen, shy, feeling your palms sweat. You found him sitting on a chair in front of the kitchen counter, most probably ‘cause he was busy with his book. He turned his head over to you when he felt the presence of someone in the room. 

“Y/N hi!” He stood up and came to you. You looked at his beanie and then at the smile on his big lips. He did not smile so often before, something you always knew he had to do more.

“Hey Jughead. What were you doing?” You asked him, avoiding to get closer by him. He looked like he was about to hug you, but you couldn’t let him do it. You passed by him.

“Well, I wasn’t writing, if that’s what you’re thinking.” He said, looking how you walked away. “You said you were coming over so I was on the internet. I was waiting for you.” You were so nervous that you bit your lip and looked down. You wanted to not have to do that, you really wanted to.

“Look, Jug, there is something you need to know.” You started, looking up to him. You could say he was beginning to figure something out. The way you nicknamed him wasn’t going to make it better in this situation.

“What happened, Y/N?” He asked, trying to reach you but you gestured him to stay still.

“Sit down, please.” It would not have worked well if he had been so close to you. He sat back down in his chair and instead, you got closer.

“Y/N?” He asked again and this time his features got rough. You sighed.

“Jughead, I’m-I’m moving.” You hated the fact that you felt that weak right now. You didn’t wanted to give up on literally anything

“What do you mean?” You heard him, even his voice had changed. You immediately remembered this part of him. He was trying to figure out what you said before reacting in an exaggerated way.

“My parents want us to move to Houston. Riverdale is not safe anymore.” The regret was obvious in your voice.

Houston, what?!” There were some moments of silence before you heard him exclaim. 

“It’s true. I don’t want this neither but- …”  Again, you couldn’t look at him. You were not supposed to do any of this. You were not supposed to go anywhere.

“When?” His face was raging. Anger. The old Jughead was still there, the ‘damaged loner’ as the kids at school would consider him appeared when he didn’t want to. But you knew, you knew he didn’t mean it. It hurts him.

“In less than two weeks.”

“If … If you think that’s a good joke to tell - …”

“Believe me, I wished to be a joke too when I heard it from mom and dad. It’s not.” You said. Jughead stood up and seemed to whisper something for himself. You didn’t want to hear him. “I am so, so sorry.” Was all you could say. 

You felt him walking past you and you looked back in his direction. He breathed harder and you knew everything was wrong now. What could you do more? Your hands were tied to your back. Damn, you couldn’t even go to touch his shoulder. He would stare back at you, his eyes would not lie.

“I’m sorry.” you said it again. “Please say something.” After a few minutes he turned his face towards you. When you noticed his expression, you instantly wanted to go and embrace him. He was still saying nothing. If you will not talk in the next seconds …

“Y/N, I like you.” 

Your eyes grew wider. Your lips parted but you couldn’t say a word. What? Did he just …? 

He approached you. If you could, you would have gone further. Maybe showing your feelings wasn’t a thing you would do easly, but all this time you were so scared. You knew that now. He was right in front of you and your legs were beginning to feel weak. You felt like time stopped and was waiting for you two. His eyes were so empty and you felt so lost. That was it. That’s what you’ve been feeling. You cared about him, you smiled when he smiled, you helped him and he was there all this time when you didn’t even ask him too. There was no explanation. You liked him too. That’s what really killed you right now. 

“I like you.” He repeated. You let out a shaky breath. Your thoughts were a mess in this moment, it was like nothing was right. How are you going to leave this town now? His confession made you realize your whole state, you never knew. Now he will never knew

Why now?” You asked him, shaking your head. “Why are you telling me this now when there’s nothing left to do, Jughead?” You thought his lips were trembeling. Was it so bad that you wanted to kiss him? 

He ignored your question, swallowing hard.

“Do Archie, Veronica and Betty know about this?”

You nodded slowly.

“And you thought I should’ve been the last one who has to find out? Seriously, Y/N?”

“I was afraid to tell you, okay? I did not want this, and my parents don’t want to listen to me.” You tried to calm down because you didn’t want to mess him up. And you didn’t want to start crying too. “This town is a part of me and it will always be, no matter what happened here. No matter what they think. Please, don’t be mad at me because- …” You felt it was to much. The pain and sorrow were overwhelming.

“Because what? Tell me!” He almost begged you to continue your sentence. You’ve always seen Jughead sad and indifferent, all you have ever wanted was to never see him that sad, at least not as long as you were around.

“Listen, I don’t wanna fight with you. Not with you.” You almost whispered. Then you suddenly felt him in front of you. His cold hands touched yours as if he was as scared as you were. You dared to look at him. Your eyes immediately moistened you and tried to bite your lip to stop what was going to happen. You knew you were going to fail anyway.

“Don’t cry.” He said slowly. “It’s fine, I’m not mad at you, Y/N.” Right in that moment you wrapped your arms around his waist, hugging him for what felt like a lifetime.You would’ve been fine if he wouldn’t answer to your gesture, it was better not to feel the warmth of his body. You shouldn’t miss him. “What should I do now?” You heard his voice in your right ear. You knew that he would’ve referred to the others too, to all of your friends but instead, what he should do from now on? You didn’t answer him and you sobbed a little in the sweater he was wearing. You loved it when he was wearing sweaters. He was fluffy and smelled like Pop’s shop and Archie’s bedsheets. You just loved it. Unfortunately, that would not make you feel good anymore. Now you feel alone even thought you are in his arms.

That night, when you decided to finally leave Archie’s place, Jughead drove you home. Archie was about to enter the house when you guys left and you couldn’t look at him. Jughead neither. Both of you felt wasted. Jughead held your hand all the way to your house, trying to comfort you. You tried your best not to cry in front of him again and focused on his presence. God, how you wanted to stop, turn around and press your lips against his. You were wrong, you indeed needed warmth, you needed to feel more of your home. But he just held your hand. Just that. He told you if he’s likely to never see you again, it is the least he can do. And that truly broke you.

The worst part is that you never had the chance to say it back

                         *Two weeks later* 

By the end of those weeks, everyone knew that you were about to move. Even Cheryl, who didn’t know how to react in the first place. You spent all your time with Betty, Veronica and Archie, doing a horrible mistake in wanting to avoid Jughead. You knew he wasn’t going to abandon you, not after what he had told you that night. But you just couldn’t stand around when all you wanted to do was cry and hug him tightly. He felt you. Everytime he looked at you his eyes would lose it’s color and shine. For the last time you went at Pop’s, drank one last milkshake, listened to one last of Archie’s songs and been with your bunch of creepy human beings for one last moment. Even Pop was sad seeing you all like this.

Now you were in front of your house, well, just a house, not yours anymore. All the things were packed and your parents were waiting for you in the car. At some point you really thought they would change their minds seeing the way you acted in the past days. But yeah, they didn’t. They were sorry for you, your mother even tried to make you feel better. She tried to give you some reasons for what Riverdale isn’t what it was before and you still wouldn’t listen. Your friends will always be your friends.

“I’m so sorry guys. For everything. For the fact that I will not be able to be by your side anymore from now on.” You were tired of crying but right now, right now you would wish to be drained out of tears. “I love you all so much, no one will ever compare to you.”

“Oh God, please don’t be so cheesy. I can’t even think about it anymore, come here honey.” Veronica said. She was trying to be strong but it was visible how sensitive she was. You hugged her and whispered in her ear: 

“Thank you for always being there for me. Especially when Cheryl was crazy.” You heard her giggle.

“No.The red-head will miss you too, I’m sure of that.” She whispered back. When you looked at her, you seen her red cheeks and nose. It was cold outside and it didn’t matter how well dressed you were, you’ll still be feeling cold.

Archie was next. He smiled sadly.

“Thank you for making me feel good every time. And I’m proud of you, keep playing and doing what you like.” You said.

“I promise I’ll call you everyday and I’ll sing through the phone. You can’t get away from me, Y/N. And don’t worry, Jughead will never be alone as long as me and my dad are alive. I’ll do whatever it’s possible to make his father go on the right way. He’ll be happy.” He whispered the last part, not wanting Jughead to hear him. You smiled gratefully. How can you not love them?

Betty took your hands in hers. You looked at her with respect.

“Thank you, Betty. For helping me and for everything you did for us all. You’ll solve the problems between you and your parents and Polly will be okay. Just stay strong.” A tear fell down on Betty’s cheek as she nodded. You knew how brave this blonde girl was, you trusted her entirely.  

When she let go of your hands, you knew what was next.

Last but not least.


As soon as your eyes met, you felt your heart beating fast. He tried to smile too, but he wasn’t believable. You felt pain, he felt the pain too.

“Jughead Jones.” You muttered, blinking once. “ … The third.” You continued feeling your throat burning. He started to chuckle as soon as he heard you saying that. You smiled at him warmly, but, slowly and surely, your whole face changed. Your lips began to tremble, your lungs began to beg for some air and your cheeks started to get wet because of the tears. Jughead’s eyes began to get watery as well and before you knew it, you fell right into his chest. Now you are a huge mess

“I’ll miss you so …” You sighed, drowning in your own tears. “ … So much.” He slowly stroked your hair.

 How would you feel?

“I’m so grateful that you’re my friend, you are the best, ok Jug? Don’t let anyone, ever, tell you otherwise. I-I just … I- …” You sniffled and pulled away a little to look at those green eyes again. You hated the fact that they were fading because of you.

“I know, Y/N. Shh.” He stopped you from talking more ‘cause he felt the tension and how shattered you were right now. You stayed in his arms for a few good minutes, thinking if you will ever be able to get away in one piece. He was warmer than ever and you loved that with all your heart. It was all about him now. If he will never feel alone once you’re gone, you surely feel like that. You couldn’t let go, it was too hard. Jughead was special, so special that you knew you had no way to find another person like him in this world. He wasn’t a friend, he became someone. Someone who has found the way to your heart faster than you’ve ever imagined. You knew he needed someone to be there for him whenever he feels like he’s going to give up on everything and now you needed to be sure of that more than ever. You knew he was strong, you still feel like he owns you but in fact, he owns you nothing. Nothing at all. „Thank you Y/N, for always being here to help me.” He said, looking at you.” ’Cause you did help me a lot, you don’t even imagine. Maybe I don’t know much about what it means to be attached to a person but you and Archie and Betty, even Veronica always had my back and … I’m not mad at you, Y/N, okay? I know you need to go and I understand, just like you did. Now, please, calm down and be fine.”  This time he smiled at you, and you felt like someone had taken a stone from your heart. As he said, you tried to calm dow and then closed your eyes. Opening them again, you took some steps back, looking at your four friends. And how honestly grateful you were.

„I’ll miss you guys so freaking much. Keep in touch, ok?” They nodded solemnly. It was the time. The time to go.

„Check your phone in the car.” You hear Jughead muttering.

You then turned around fast, no longer wanting to prolong your suffering. You got into the car, noticing both of your parents watching you. Just as you were told, you took your phone out of your pocket and unlocked it, seeing you had a message.  

Fom: Jug  

Don’t forget that sardonic humour is my way of relating to the world, which is also the worst. We weren’t. ;) 

And before you could look at them once more, you heard the car’s engine. Somehow, you felt Jughead smiling. Yeah, after all, he was still smiling

 Jesus, I spent the whole day writing this. I am very proud of this imagine and I really, really hope you will like it too! Thank you for reading all of it, it means a lot! Also, what do you guys say, do you want a part 2 of this? I’m willing to write it if you want, just let me know. Let’s hope this will not be my first and last imagine here, I plan to write much more of these, not based just on Riverdale. We’ll see. Thank you again for reading!

She Never Stopped Smiling

Fly was an odd kid, even by odd kid standards. I met her in sixth grade, when our alphabetically ordered last names landed us in adjacent seats, and she turned to look at me with a cheerful, gap toothed smile.

“Hi!” She said.

“Hi.” I replied quietly.

I was shy and intimidated by my first day in middle school, but she wasn’t the least bit nervous.

“I’m Eden, but nobody calls me that. They call me Fly, so you can too!”

“Um, thanks. I’m Stephanie.”

“We should be friends!”


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Drink - Vernon Scenario

admin k: actually like this one sm so hope you guys do too! 

word count: 900+

pairing: vernon x reader 

Originally posted by visual-17

Looking at her, she was so pretty standing there, in her natural state. Being at party likes this, wasn’t something that Vernon was so comfortable with. Sure, he came every once and a while but he’d rather be somewhere, maybe a home, alone with the person that he’s been admiring for the past while.

He wasn’t sure why and what it was about her that he loved so much but he knew that overtime he looked at her, his heart would stop. Vernon was mesmerize by every move she made, even if it wasn’t on him. He was always a witness of her devilish actions of flirting from one guy to another. It was her nature, especially at a party where things can get crazy and out of hand.

It wasn’t her best feature, for her to flirt but he couldn’t help but feel jealous for all the guys she’s been with. Oh how much did he desire to feel her touch, for her hands to run along his chest, gliding up to wrap around his neck just to pull him closer and into a sweet kiss.

How much did he want to capture those sweet, lips of hers that form the most beautiful smile. Vernon wished for her to at least have her glance at him with those sparkling eyes of hers but never did she sneak a glance at him. How would be he know? Mostly because he’d always have his eyes on her, no caring what in the world was happening around him.

She was his main focus and it angered him how he was never the guy that was her target. It really bothered him, making him frustrated as the think about the many people she’s been with. She’s probably hook up with so many people, maybe everyone but him. He found that strange.

How could it be? Vernon knew he wasn’t unattractive, not that he thought of himself as the most attractive guy but…to the most average. Was he not her type? That can’t be…

Something that night made Vernon ticked off more than most days. It could’ve bene the drinks that night or it could’ve been an off day for Vernon, who knows but that night, he got up from where he was to approach her.

Finally, after months now, he’s finally using he courage and anger he’s built to talk to her.

She was laughing so loud but cheerfully that her lovely laugh could be heard over the blasting music in the house. As usual, she was with a few guys, talking and chatting away.

When Vernon stopped right in front of her, it scared her and she froze in her place. It wasn’t the first reaction Vernon wanted her to have of him but he couldn’t change that.

“Drink with me.” He spoke in a commanding voice but also a bit welcoming just to make her feel at ease.

She hesitatingly took the shot glass that he offered her. “Oh come on Y/N, don’t act so scared! It’s literally one shot.” One of the guys she was with joked around.

She smiled and took the shot with him even though he was still glaring at the guys she was wiht. She noticed and immediately grabbed his wrist to pull him away from the guys and to where people were dancing.

He seemed confused but the minute she starts dancing and smiling again, he knew that she was happy to be dancing with him.

Laughing and dancing, the night was better. Afterwards, you both took a break from dancing and drank once again on the couch.

“Thanks.” She said when she takes the cup of beer Vernon offers.

She immediately gulps it down while Vernon sat down beside her and watched her. Why was it that every move she makes just gets him in daze?

She was an aura of beauty and Vernon was so attracted to her. She looked to him, staring at him in question.

“I have a question.” Vernon speaks up, somehow reading her mind.

Her eyes go big for a minute but she answers. “Ask.” Her voice as lovely as her being.

Vernon felt his breath hitch, almost as if it was taken away from her beauty. Trying his best to focus, he regains himself. “Why is it that…your always flirting with some other guy and I mean any other guy except…”

“You?” She finished his question. She looked away, at the people dancing, thinking about the question.

“Unlike the other guys…I actually like you. I get shy…around you.” He furrows his brows but inside he’s denying her confession.

She lets out a small breath and embarrassed smile, looking down at her cup of beer. “Shocker right?”

“It’s…pretty hard to believe, I’ll tell you that.”

“But it’s true, I don’t know what else to say. I really am just trying to have fun at these parties and whenever you’re around, I just…I can’t face you. Until tonight that is.” She looked up at him.

“Kind of pathetic but whatever.” She added.

He still blinked at her blankly, unsure of what to think about it. Vernon still couldn’t believe his crush liked him back.

“Do you know how jealous I got because of you?” 

That night was filled with unexpected outcomes, and one included Vernon leaning in to quickly capture those lips that he’s been wanted to kiss for so long.

It didn’t take a second for her to immediately kiss him back in longing and want for the sweet love that the two of wanted to feel between each other.


Hola friends! I have these two character designs that I never actually ended up using, and probably never will because I have no time for more characters than I have, so I’m gonna do a quick sale on them! $30 USD and they’re yours to do with whatever you desire, including race change, color change, gender change, once it’s yours, it’s yours! It’d be cool if you told people where you got the design from but in the end I don’t really care!

If you’re interested, send me an email at jackrahbit@gmail.com, and I’ll send you an invoice and the .psd for whichever design you wanted!

TwitchyWitchyOne’s Aggressive Home Protection Spell Bottle

I used every item I had on hand for this spell bottle, because we’re going through a mildly nasty separation from our roommate. I went for equal parts aesthetic and function (because I want it to be on display in my living room), so I’m going to include the order in which I added ingredients, but it’s not really necessary. Feel free to use as is, modify for what you have on hand, or for your personal preferences.

A bottle/jar/container with a cork/lid.
A brown candle.

Ingredients (remember you can use whatever you have or prefer instead):
Black Beans (dry): protection, defense, strength.
Red Beans (dry): health, energy, compassion.
Chilli Powder: repelling negative energy.
Cinnamon (ground and stick): protection, strength, prosperity.
Cloves: banishing, protection.
Cumin: protection.
Garlic (ground and whole): protection, guard against negative energy.
Nutmeg: protection, prosperity.
Rosemary (ground and whole): good health.
Black Pepper: protection against evil.
Salt: protection.
Ginger (ground and whole): strengthens the other ingredients.
Charged/Infused Water (feel free to charge however you want or infuse with any herbs or crystals you feel would be helpful. I spit into the water for a mild taglock and spoke to it about what it’s purpose was.)

While adding each ingredient, focus on the property you need from it. Say “I/We are ___” inserting the property you are focused on. When something had a property other than protection, I used it. Protection is the point of the bottle as a whole, so you don’t need to say it with every protection herb you add. You know?

The order in which I added ingredients:
1. Black Beans (“We are strong.”)
2. Salt (“We are safe.”)
3. Cloves (“We banish negative energy.”)
4. Cumin (“We are safe.”)
5. Chilli Powder (“We repel negative energy.”)
6. Nutmeg (“We are prosperous.”)
7. Ground Garlic (“We guard against negative energy.”)
8. Ground Cinnamon (“We are prosperous.”)
9. Black Pepper (“We protect against evil.”)
10. Ground Rosemary (“We are healthy.”)
11. Ground Ginger (“We strengthen.”)
12. Red Beans (“We are compassionate.”)
13. Whole Garlic (“We guard against negative energy.”)
14. Whole Ginger (“We strengthen.”)
15. Whole Cinnamon (“We are prosperous.”)
16. Whole Rosemary (“We are healthy.”)
17. Charged/Infused Water (whatever you charged or infused it with.)

Close the bottle/jar. Heat the bottom of a candle to make it stick to the cork/lid of your bottle/jar. Light the candle. Think (or say) “Our home is safe. Our home is whole. Our home is blessed.” Let the candle burn out to seal the bottle/jar.

If you want to, at this point you can add any sigils, symbols, ribbons, anything else that will have meaning and also be nice to look at.

EDIT: 1. Please don’t leave a burning candle unattended, and be extra careful if it’s burning on a cork! Make sure to put it out before it can catch on fire! 2. I didn’t think about it when I made it, but happened to put exactly the right amount of water in. If you’re using dry beans, they will expand in the water! Make sure there is plenty of room for them to expand so it doesn’t overflow!
Mystery Review Theater 3k

Okay. So. Let me preface this by saying that I firmly believe that y’all have the right to like or not like my writing and to express your likes and dislikes in your reviews, and I respect that. I know sometimes you’re unhappy, and I may not always agree with you (sometimes I do lol), but generally I just read, think “noted…” and move on. 

But every now and then, I get a review that I just… can’t let lie there. And I got such a review today, that is just…. I… I just… I’m sorry, I gotta share with the class and comment point by point on this thing, because…. wow. 

So. Here’s a review I just got on Breaking In – and by the way, I want to thank this person for this review, I really do, because this has been the highlight of my fucking day – and I got a brand new phone today, so that’s saying something. lol

“I was a big fan of this fanfiction in the beginning. I enjoyed every chapter and I thoroughly looked forward to a new chapter, however, recently I haven’t been enjoying it. I stopped reading at about chapter 31 because of the storyline being dragged out too long, I honestly don’t get why Regina and Robin never got back together, or at least stayed together. 

You’re not alone, tbh, I get this a lot. 

What Robin did was illegal and Regina had every right to be angry at him but not continuing on with her relationship with him over it was pointless, since when did Regina care about her mother’s opinion?! 

Uhh….. what?

Never, expect of course in her younger days, but Regina is an independent, strong woman, and the Regina in OUAT would not care about her mother’s opinion.

Okay. Hold on. Stop. This is where I had to stop and pop my eyeballs back into my head from where they had just fallen, dangling, from how wide my eyes popped open at that crazy-ass statement.

Can we just… I’m in the middle of an OUAT rewatch, and I am in the middle of season two, and LET ME TELL YOU, Regina Mills really, really cares about her MOther’s opinion. It derailed her entire redemption for half a season – with ONE CONVERSATION WITH MOMMY. 

Like. What.. What..?? What show are you watching where Regina doesn’t care about her mother’s opinion??

I’m so baffled and also so amused…


The next thing I would like to say is about the storyline again, but this time about Regina’s ‘eating disorder’, 

Don’t put that shit in quotes, that’s rude.

I don’t see why it’s such a big deal in this fanfic because it shouldn’t be. Regina chooses not to eat when her mother is around or when her mother says something insulting to her, there is no need for Regina to deny herself food over a petty thing like that, going back to the independent and strong woman part I mentioned about Regina that she clearly is, she wouldn’t do that to herself, maybe in her younger days, but not now.

Okay, hold on a second. Cora, is that you?? Like, I’m pretty sure that’s Cora Mills speaking from inside the page with that one – “there’s no need for Regina to deny herself food over a petty thing like that” are you jooooooking. Like, how insulting is it to imply that someone with an eating disorder is just being dramatic and childish, which is basically what you’re doing.

Regina has an eating disorder. It is a very real thing, that a lot of very real readers relate to, and if you wanna be dismissive and disrespectful about that because you don’t have the capacity to understand it, you can go do it somewhere else.

The next thing is about the weed in a previous chapter. When I decided to read the chapter because a friend told me that their 'relationship’ was going somewhere I was absolutely disgusted at what I read. I thought the whole fanfiction was OOC from day one, but the chapter with Regina and Robin smoking weed was seriously OOC, I cannot imagine them ever doing that. You do know it’s Regina Mills and not Trina Decker, right?!


Oh, believe me, I know it’s not my boo Trina Decker. *insert heart eyes*

Originally posted by fyeahlparrilla

And you’re right, BIn Regina smoking pot is out of character – something that she and Robin both acknowledge, and something she talks about with her therapist shortly thereafter, and which her therapist acknowledges is out of character, erratic behavior for her. It’s called a plot point, yo. It was supposed to be out of character. 

But maybe you just.. stopped reading after 37?

Also, just out of curiosity, is this the same anon who got all butthurt after Robin smoked pot in an earlier chapter? 

And the thing that made the chapter even more disgusting and disturbing was that fact that Henry, a 10/11 year old boy was left in his house allow while his mother went and got high. 

Yeah, Regina thought this was a bad idea, too. She brought it up, she felt guilty about it. Her, uh, semi-stoner not-boyfriend convinced her it was okay.

I don’t care that his mother was 'only next door’, 'a few minutes away’ something could have happened to injury or endanger Henry. He could have also been taken by robbers or kidnappers. 

Are you sure you’re not Cora Mills??? Where do you think Regina lives?? People leave kids alone at home to got to the neighbors for a chat all the time – especially when they have, y’know, security systems and shit that they could probably hear from next door if they went off. SHE DOESN’T NEED TO MOVE TO A GATED COMMUNITY, MOTHER, THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH FEDERAL HILL.

Also, let’s be real, if there were robbers or kidnappers, it wouldn’t matter much whether Regina was home or away, someone was probably gonna be getting hurt. She doesn’t have magic, she doesn’t own a gun, she’s not gonna overpower a band of kidnapping robbers.

Originally posted by gronazotheque

Unless maybe it’s that one…

You should never leave your child alone, no matter how far away you are from them.

Uh… I know a lot of (good) parents who would disagree with that. It’s okay to leave your ten year old alone for a little while, especially when you’re just next door, have your phone with you, and they’re asleep. Hell, did you miss the previous chapters where she left him alone for several hours in the middle of the day? Or, did you miss that whole episode in season one where she left Henry alone for an entire Saturday to go “city council meeting” the Sheriff?

How much trouble do you think this sleeping kid in a locked house is gonna get up to?

And then there was also Roland who was only in the next room while Regina and Robin got high, which was completely vile. They would never, ever do that with a child in the house. 

Looks like they would, tho…

And the fact that they decided to cook something but then decided to make out which resulted in them nearly burning the house down! 

Okay a) Do you want them together or not? Because you don’t get to be mad that they’re not getting together fast enough AND get mad that they “decided to make out”. 

b) They burned some toast, dude. The house was in no danger. Find your chill. It’s not like they came up for air to this:

Originally posted by moa8

In their state of being high they could have forgotten about Roland. 

Okay, I’m not sure if you’ve ever smoked pot before, but trust me – HALF A JOINT is not strong enough to make you forget you have a child in the case of an emergency. Might make you forget that Spice World is a terrible movie, but not that your kid is asleep upstairs. 

It made me feel sick. And the whole oral sex activity that was going on in the living room where Roland could have easily woken up and seen what was going on was inappropriate. There are bedrooms with locks for a reason!

You mean the bedroom with the child sleeping in it? That one? That’s where you’d prefer I had them hook up? Next to the toddler bed? 

Now, you may not read this review of mine or you may just ignore it because of the 500 followers that somehow like this fanfic, 

Oh, how could I ignore this one, this was comedy gold.

but I just wanted to say that some of the things that you write are too OOC and not logical or reasonable. 

Same to you, my friend.

I get the whole thing about fanfic. It’s fiction that fans write and it can be whatever they want it to be, but when you write fanfiction that involves two characters that so many people love — including myself — and they are totally OOC and seem like two different people all together, then I personally think that it’s not a fanfiction to enjoy. 

And you have the right to that personal opinion, although apparently 500+ (it is really 500 followers? I haven’t checked – that’s really cool. I’m flattered – thanks guys!) people think I’m doin’ just fine, so… I’mma keep on keepin’ on.

With that being said I’m out. Peace!”

Originally posted by gameraboy


Trump being president is affecting so many people.
I can’t really do anything, so I’m using my ability to create to tell everyone affected by this that I’m here for them, and I will do whatever it takes to help them out.
So I want to guys, a so many more to draw poc, lgbtq+, muslims, women, disabled, and so many more to show that you care and so much more, I myself already draw these things, but that’s not enough, so that’s why I’m asking every other artists to do so.
And when you do draw stuff including poc, lgbtq+,women, Muslims, disabled folks, and etc., put it under the tag #wedrawagainsthim
And add any other tag that’s needed to get the attention to others.
Spread the word, reblog this, share this with big artists, do whatever it takes to show that piece of shit that he’s not going to bring us down.
I know drawing them probably won’t help, but it’ll maybe it will, maybe showing that we care will stop people from taking their lives, through fear and pain.
Let’s at least show them that we support them, and that we’re here for them.

I’ve seen some other fandoms draw characters with really nice life advice and I’ve always wanted to have a go at that because they look so good

And then today I saw some jerks picking on an artist about their art, which many people (including me) have gone through, and it’s a real shame because it pretty much only serves to discourage people from trying to get better

There’s a real difference between constructive criticism and being a jerk. If someone tells you your art- whether drawn, written, or whatever else- is bad without any other comment, says you aren’t getting any better, or gives their feedback in an insult, they most definitely fall into the latter category. Don’t give up! People improve at different rates, and while taking heed of constructive criticism is always good and can help you improve, you don’t have to listen at all to people who are just flat out insulting you and what you made. They’re not helping you improve if they’re not giving constructive feedback

That said, if you’re drawing something that’s meant to hurt or bully someone else, that’s no Hafu Original. That’s gross and you should hand in your Hafu Fan Club Badge to the front desk right this instant

The Date Part 2 [Jughead Jones x Reader]

Thank you for the feedback!! I am pretty new to this, as  I said and yeah… anyway, here’s part 2!!! perhaps a part 3? lol jk. not really…

Part 1
Part 3

Summary : You and Jughead have an awkward thing going on between you two ever since the kiss, but with a few wrong decisions you guys come to your senses… or do you?

He didn’t kiss back. And it wasn’t like one of those sappy movies where he’d look you in the eyes and then kiss you, no. He did look you in the eyes after you let go of him, and quickly murmured a ‘sorry’, as he nodded.

Uhm… anyway, you should wear this tonight.” He cleared his throat. “You really think that I am still going after this?” You laughed. “Y/N…” He started, but you interrupted him. “I’m going to stay at home and fuck yo— I mean cry over you!I mean  cry! No, that is not better…” Your cheeks became as red as your dress. Which was maroon. Good job, Y/N. 

Jughead then laughed at your silliness and said then that you should’ve gone to your date, but you just couldn’t. You had called Reggie and told him that your mother is sick and you had to take care of her, and he said that it’s okay, maybe some other time.

“I said that I’d stay at home and fuck him.” You said,looking at the ceiling, then at your phone. “I said that I’d fuck him.” You laughed and looked again at the ceiling, then at the phone. “Screw that.” You threw your phone across the bed and shot up.

Juggie, are we okay?” You said, as the brunette sat on the bed, right after you finished talking with Reggie on the phone. “You have feelings for me?” He suddenly asked you. 

You threw on a green hoodie and a black cap and made your way to Pop’s Chock’lit. You needed a cheeseburger to process the past two weeks. Or maybe three… and a chocolate smoothie.

I…” You were speechless. “Forget it.” He sat up. “I’ll talk to you tomorrow?” He casually said and you smile and nodded, as he left your room. 

You sat at a booth and saw Veronica’s mother. You greeted her and she asked you casual stuff, avoiding any questions that included Jughead. Did everyone in Riverdale know about you and Juggie? Or… whatever was going on between the two of you. 

She left, already knowing what you wanted to order. She has always been so sweet to you. She was really a good woman. You were looking out the window, waiting for your order, when you saw Reggie sitting in front of you. You gave him a soft smile.

“Hey, Reggie.” He gave you one of his smiles that would make any other girl melt. But he wasn’t Jughead. “How is your mother?” He asked. “She’s feeling better now. I am sorry I bailed on you.” You said, but he shrugged it off. “Don’t worry about it. But, since we are both at a table and the food isn’t here yet, how about we take advantage of this?” He smirked. You thought a bit about it. A speed-date? Yeah, that could work after the whole Jug(Y/N) drama. “Sounds good to me.” You smirked back at him.

Your ‘speed-date’ with Reggie really was good and it was just perfect, ‘up until the moment Jughead entered the diner. He saw you and Reggie all smiley-dovey-holding hands, and he wasn’t such a big fan of that. He came to your table and looked at you.

Even though he tried his bet to avoid you for two weeks until he sorts out his feelings, he just couldn’t hold back anymore.He had to do something.

“Hey, (Y/N).” He smiled at you with a smile that made you melt. That smile. “Oh, hey Juggie.” You smiled at him. “Reggie.” Jughead nodded at him, and he did the same. “Can we please talk?” Jughead asked, grabbing onto his laptop bag. You looked over to Reggie who nodded and you followed Jughead outside. “I was stupid. There have been the worst two weeks of my life, I need you.” You both said. “That was just creepy.”You frowned. “Can we be friends again?” You added. “We never stopped being friends, and we never will, but I was hoping that…” Juggie started, but Reggie exited the diner, interrupting him. “You ready to go, Y/N?” He smiled, putting an arm over your shoulders. “Wha…?” Jughead was confused now. When did that happen. “I’ll talk  to you later, Juggie! Reggie and I have to get to the movies!” You smiled at him and left to the cinema.

This is the right thing to do.

On Roleplay, ERP, and Etiquette

So this is something I’ve been turning over in my head for the past view days, but its a thing I believe I should speak on. 

Lately, I’ve been getting a startling amount of comments and other propositions in game and out of game regarding ERP with my character. While I appreciate the comments and find it flattering that people are requesting this kind of RP from my character, I have to put my foot down.

- While my character is designated as being open to things like ERP, this is not a state my character exists within 24/7. I’m not always going to be up for doing ERP, and it’s entirely possible that Aerik is not attracted to your character. 

- It’s extremely offensive to me as a player when you joke around about my character only existing as somebody’s “fuck toy” and how me doing normal RP with him is just a cover so that other RPers won’t make fun of me.

- Do not ask for ERP from my character if I don’t know you or haven’t at least talked to you and started a rapport between us OOC first. If I’m out in the open world or wandering around or whatever - I am 99.999999% likely to not be interested in ERP at the moment and it’s presumptuous of you to come up and send me a tell asking if my character can fuck yours. No. Stop. I don’t know you. 

- Unless I ask for them, do not send me naughty messages on tumblr, and don’t send me pics either. Also, I am really NOT partial to giving out my personal contact information, including my Skype, so please do not ask me for it. If I want you to have it, trust me, I will pass it along to you.

Sorry if this sounds bitchy, but this is stuff that’s been happening to me recently and I feel like people need to understand that there are RP boundaries that need to be respected.

In the end - PLEASE respect the other person you’re speaking with and remember that they are a person. And stop boiling everyone who ERPs down to as a thirst quencher there to slake your own personal desires. 

 BANISHED (Roan x Reader)

Request: Imagine being a member of the 100 and being alongside Roan while he’s exiled. They part ways when Roan goes searching for Wanheda. The reader then shows up at Arkadia… (Sorry, this is so vague but this was all I could think of. I wish it was maybe more interesting but I hope it will inspire you to make something cool out of it)


You couldn’t stop your foot from wildly tapping against the floor. After growing up all your life being trained to become a warrior, you couldn’t stop the feeling you had in the pit of your stomach. The Queen of Azgeda has assassinated Costia and now her son had to pay the price for the coalition to take place.

 What was going to happen was inevitable. You knew this yet the nerves would not fade away. You stand beside your lover and best friend, your other half. Yet you can’t shake the feeling that you’re alone. Lexa looks down on the both of you. 

“Roan. Y/N.” She states. Her words are like a greeting but her voice is the opposite. “I have called this gathering on account of not only the upcoming Coalition that includes Azgeda, but your banishment.” 

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