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Captain’s Log Day 45: My sister still has not noticed that I’ve eaten all but one of her rice cakes. With this luck, I’m tempted to take some of her cake, but that’s a far riskier move. We’ve only ever had one very intense fight and it was over a bag of cookies, so desserts are not as simple to take as other snacks. I will wait and I will watch, hoping an opportunity arises.

One thing is certain: if I do heck this up, my sister is currently in a boot and probably can’t make tight turns. I can take advantage of her bad leg. However, I also have very bad legs. A bad body, actually, so that might put us on an even playing ground.

100 Dialogue Prompts: Part 3

And we did it again, amigos! 

  1. “My sock is missing.”
  2. “I must say it can be rather therapeutic”
  3. “Shit, they spotted us. Quick, put your Obama mask on.”
  4. “You raided my village, killed my parents and slaughtered tens of innocent people. I was able to forgive you for all of that-tell myself it was in your nature. But then you did something heinous. Something beyond all possible hope of redemption. You killed my dog.”
  5. “What do you mean you accidentally assassinated the Pope!?”
  6. “I would love to give a fuck about you but sadly my last one went off to war and never returned”
  7. “If you think I’ll stop my quest for world domination for a bag of cookies, you are,,, right… Now, gimme that!”
  8. “What are you doing with that rubber duckie toy– OH DEAR GOD LORD HAVE MERCY”
  9. “I’m more afraid of myself than you.”
  10. “I already told you, there’s nothing we can do about the fights. We COULD if you stopped spoiling shows and books to everyone.”
  11. “You, my friend, are the most unnecessary when it comes to your excessively sassy attitude.”
  12. “I love you.” “…..What? OH APRIL FOOLS.”
  13. “What is this, a concert for ants???”
  14. “I made it! I’m in the list! This is being a great day since I remembered it’s a Thursday, not a Monday!”
  15. “It’s not that I don’t believe you. It’s just that, well, I’ve got a sink full of dishes and a cat to wash.”
  16. “When you said i had pretty eyes i thought you were complimenting me,not trying to buy them!”
  17. “The wolves eat tonight.”
  18. “Gee, thanks for nearly killing me because of ____!” “Listen up here, are you dead? You’d better be greateful you’re still alive tou little shit.”
  19. "When you said you could fly, this isn’t exactly what I had in mind.”
  20. “Sarah, I love you and all but hOW ON EARTH DO YOU KEEP SENDING OUR PETS TO SPACE?!”
  21. “Look, just because you kidnapped me doesn’t mean I’m going to marry you.”
  22. “How in God’s name did you even get up there?!”
  23. “I think I misplaced my right hand”
  24. “I did it! I got into university!” “That’s great! What course?” “Uh… Would it be a bad thing if I told you that… Dark magic and villainy?”
  25. “Well, it just so happens that I have been a homeless man for three years now. That must mean I’m the chosen one!”
  26. “Have your eyes always been that colour?”
  27. “I’m going to fight the sun!”
  28. “You can’t just run around punching people you don’t like, ____!”
  29. “I’m not into that kinda thing.”
  30. “Dude why did you eat all that cake on your own?”
  31. “I just wanted to know if we could use a plastic knife”
  32. “Uhhhh, guys? Don’t hate me, but I think I just released Satan”
  33. “Well, fine… Just wait a little bit before you do something stupid.” “…”
  34. “What do you mean there’s no bacon flavored ice cream!?”
  35. “What do you mean you’re my sister? I don’t have a sister!”
  36. “Why the hell do we need a duck to hunt Bigfoot?”
  37. “Oh, so you can do pink explosions too”
  38. “This isn’t my kitchen, is it?”
  39. “Ohhh, so THAT’S what you meant by ‘shooting starts’.”
  40. “ACHOO” “bless you” “Thank you, wait a minute I live alone”
  41. “Put my creepy cat in a different room? Don’t be silly! I don’t even have a cat!”
  42. “Katie, please stop shooting me with tranquilizer darts.”
  43. “Why did you think it was a good idea to only bring a potato to this heist?”
  44. “Okay, we make this promise now - nobody look at that fucking goat ever again.”
  45. “Sarah, why is the cat naked?”
  46. “Wait. You’re aroused?”
  47. “Why would that surprise you?”
  48. “It does on account of you being covered in blood. Wipe that smile off your face. You look like a cat in heat.”
  49. “okay so let me get this straight, you’re not actually my long lost twin…” “yes.” “…because you’re me from another dimension” “…yes.”
  50. “I’m sorry, but did that thing just talk?”
  51. “I thought we promised to never speak of that incident again!”
  52. "Sweetheart”“Yes dear”“Some of your morally challenged friends are trying to kidnap me again.”“And?”“And!?”“You’re a big girl, you can take care of yourself.”“Of course I can, but the gesture would have been nice!”
  53. “how many epilepsy pills can you take before you overdose?” “Just one or two.” “I’m gonna have to call you back.”
  54. “…I was GOING to ask why there’s a pink goo all over the kitchen floor but I think that can wait whilst I ask what the FUCK IS GOING ON?”
  55. “For the last time, can you stop calling that thing 'human’”
  56. “Okay, that is a seriously dodgy looking hat-are you certain you’re right about this?”
  57. “Really Darling, you can stop trying to scream, we’ve already espablished that no one cares and it’s giving you unflattering lines on your forehead.”
  58. “_______, why am I on the ceiling?”
  59. “What the heck happened while I was at the store?
  60. "What the actual fuck!” “I did warn-” “Yes I know you said you were crazy, but this…. This is…” “Just another Tuesday. Oh we’re late for tea!” “With who?!” “With the Queen of course, who else?”
  61. “Despreate times call for cows.”
  62. “Did you burn the last piece of toast again?”
  63. “You didn’t TELL me there’d be free food!”
  64. “Did Jesus really die for this bullshit?”
  65. “Do you want the apocalypse?!! Because that’s how you get the apocalypse!!!”
  66. “Goddamit, I’m dead again aren’t I? How the hell did I do it this time?”
  67. “Dude, no.”
  68. “I may be a horrible person, but at least I am an honest one.”
  69. “I told you, I dress to kill, now fetch me my fancy stilettos, mama’s gonna slay tonight!”
  70. “I left the room for 3 minutes and you really want to tell me you started a war with every single planet?” “Well, I told you 3 months ago to not leave me alone.” “And I told you I have to use the bathroom 3 months ago!”
  71. “Wow, only took 3 minutes to destroy the world.” “Let’s see if I can do it in 2!”
  72. “So… Wh-Why- How did you flush the duck down the toilet?”
  73. “dude. i liked that carpet. do you know how hard it is to wash bloodstains out of carpets.”
  74. “Don’t worry, it’s much worse than it looks.”
  75. “What are you doing ___?” “I’m camping.” “No you’re beside tree with a blank-” “CAMPING”
  79. “What the hell kind of scream was that? And how did you make it?! ”
  80. “Hey, uhm… Hate to interrupt your conversation, but why the fuck is there a giraffe on the soup aisle”
  81. “You mean to tell me that somebody decided it was a good idea to cross plums and apricots, but nobody can figure out why my cat has RABBIT ears?”
  82. “Sorry but um… why is there a fox and a bear singing Ooh la la by Britney Spears on the balcony? And where is my chicken, Pudding?!”
  83. “Where did you get LIGHT-UP COMBAT BOOTS? THEY CHANGE COLOR?!”
  84. “So you’re telling me there was a genie trapped in that can of soup? And you accidentally ATE THE GENIE?!”
  85. “Listen…don’t take this the wrong way, but…I love the OTHER you better.”
  86. “Tell me why,  exactly, did you need the rubber chicken? ”
  87. “Look, I’m not a liar, alright?  And I ain’t overdramatic or hyperbolic or whatever else you wanna call me.  So when I say I would sell my soul for a pancake right now, I mean I will literally sell my soul for a pancake right now.  And maybe a million dollars.”
  88. “Wait a second, you’re telling me that….. YOU’VE BEEN DATING SATAN BEHIND MY BACK FOR FOUR WHOLE YEARS?!!!”
  89. “Well dad did say he would be gone for five days…what the hell? Let’s go to the corner store!”
  90. “Why did you buy 74 melons?!”
  91. “Where’s the toaster?” “It’s in the kitchen… Why do you have a fork?” “K, thanks.”
  92. “Death, out of all the things in this world, why are so afraid of ____?”
  93. “This floor is like my life; Cold and Hard.”
  94. “So you’re telling me that I am the only thing that is preventing a Third World War, right?” “Yeah, pretty much.”
  95. “I don’t know your name and you don’t know mine but I promise it will turn out okay.”
  96. “Little did you know, they were slowly turning into werewolves.”
  97. “Umm… I may have possibly accidentally blown up another planet”
  98. “I told you not to do that… now look, you’ve lost your hand!”
  99. “Every time you speak I literally die a little”
  100. “One baby soul please, Adult souls give me gas!”

“I need you, yes you (you should feel targeted), to come up with a new dialogue prompt for part 4 and leave it in the comments below. It’s fun and the first 100 replies will make the next list. As always, one prompt per amigo and don’t forget the doubles quotes “”. Pantoffel” (Click here for part 1 and here for part 2)


Prompt: Hello, please do an imagine where batsis is always sacrificing something for her family even if it costs her and the one time she needs them to do the same they do the same (ex. Their is someone she sees as a child and begs her family to help them but they don’t and that person dies). This ends up causing her to turn on them.

Requested by: ANON

    You tear open the bag of cookies with a viciousness that would surprise most people. You kick off your shoes, and purposefully leave them in the kitchen, before trotting into the entertainment room. You find the worst and bloodiest movie you can, pop it in, and hit play. You munch on your cookies, take sadistic glee in the demise of the stupid teenagers in the horror film and order Thai food.  

    The sound of shoes and talking hits your ears as you exchange one horror movie for another. You’re too mad to say hello, instead you plop back down open a soda and hit play. When you hear the talking over your movie you turn the sound up, and after giving it some thought you lock the door.

    You listen as they try opening it. And you ignore them when they start calling your name. Once again you turn the sound up. You only pause when you get a text from the delivery driver. Reluctantly you get up unlock the door, and pass by the men in your life without saying a word.

    You ignore all the questions, smile as you open the door and pay for your food, before tipping the driver generously. You pass by them again to the kitchen. You lay your food out, put together a plate, and you slap Damian’s hand when he reaches for one of your spring rolls.

    “My food not yours. Touch any of it and die.”

    You can feel shocked gazes on you, and you turn your glare on Alfred when he clears his throat. You can see the surprise on his face. You never look at him like that, but right now he’s one of them. “I was going to prepare dinner Ms. Wayne.”

    “I’m good. As you can see.” Without another word you return to the entertainment room. You can’t stop them from following you. You wish you could but you can’t. After several minutes Dick asks, “Is something wrong?”

    You consider playing it off, instead you pause the movie, set your food to the side and reach for the ridiculous hat you’d worn most of the day. You throw it right at his face. You feel your anger spike when he catches it. You see the realization in his and your brothers’ eyes at the sight of it.

    You hear Jason curse, as they all scramble to apologize you, you glare at them before yelling, “GET OUT!”

    You see them hesitate, before they decide to stand their ground. With a growl you take your plate and leave the room, before heading towards the stairs, “Ms. Wayne no food upstairs please.”

    You don’t even bother looking back, “Oh bite me Alfred.”

    “YN!” You wince as your father yells your name before turning to face him. “Apologize.”


    You watch his brow furrow, “What the hell has gotten into you?”

    You watch Dick pass him the cap, you watch his eyes widen, and then Alfred’s, “Oh baby.”

    “No.” You stop him before he can start, “No oh baby. I have sacrificed everything for this family. Birthdays, holidays, vacations, nights out with friends, a social life and all I ask for is one thing, for you ALL to be at my graduation. I became a doctor today, a profession I chose because of you all, and none of you were there. Not a one. I looked out into that crowd and none of you were there. So screw you, but I’m hurt. Because this is not my fault, and I am allowed to feel mad.”

    And without another word you make your way upstairs to your room.

Eat my cookie? Eat ALL the cookies.

So this happened a couple years ago when I was still an intern at my current workplace. All the interns worked in a shared cubicle space and this one girl, lets call her Jen had a roommate (Tracy) who was super sweet.

One morning Jen comes in with a huge bag of homemade cookies which she proceeds to eat with enthusiasm throughout the morning, doling out a cookie here or there to the cuter guys in the office.

At lunch some of us (minus Jen) go out to the park to eat and talk and Tracy shows up and as were eating asks us how we liked the cookies.

Obviously we were confused: what cookies?

Tracy had baked that huge bag of cookies Jen was munching on with the intent that they get distributed through the intern cubicle. Aw. Hell. Naw.

Rather than confronting Jen about it, for the next two months I came in early every morning and left a big fat Tim Hortons cookie on her desk. On the mornings I couldnt come in, I arranged for a co-worker to do it for me.

She ended up gaining a couple pounds from the whole affair and eventually she cried.

Moral of the story is dont eat my fucking cookie Jen.

💛good kid memories!💛

💙old pokemon vhs tapes
💛wendys kids meal chicken nuggets
💙juice boxes
💛watching elmos world
💙scented markers
💛decorating cupcakes
💙taking pics of my stuffed animals
💛watching pbs sprout all day long
💙cd rom computer games
💛rereading worn down picture books
💙sitting in the grass under trees at recess
💛root beer float parties
💙light up tinkerbell shoes
💛red and blue 3d glasses
💙aquarium touch pools
💛bean bag chairs
💙cookies and milk

Tagalong Cookie Cupcakes

Yields 2 dozen

The things you’ll need

  • 1 1/3 cups all purpose flour
  • 2/3 cup unsweetened cocoa powder
  • 1 ½ teaspoons baking soda
  • 1 teaspoon baking powder
  • ½ teaspoon ground cinnamon
  • ½ teaspoon salt
  • 1 1/3 cups granulated sugar
  • 2/3 cup firmly packed light brown sugar
  • 4 large eggs
  • 1/3 cup water
  • 2 teaspoons vanilla extract
  • 1 cup sour cream
  • ¼ cup vegetable oil
  • ½ cup peanut butter chips
  • 1 cup butter, room temperature
  • 2 cups creamy peanut butter
  • 4 cups powdered sugar, sifted
  • ½ teaspoon salt
  • 2 tablesooons vanilla extract
  • 8 tablespoons heavy cream
  • Large mixing bowl
  • Medium mixing bowl
  • Spatula
  • Hand mixer
  • Whisk
  • Cupcake Tray
  • 24 red silicon cupcake liners
  • Cutting board & knife
  • Tagalong cookies
  • Decorating bag fitted with #809 tip

Let’s get started!

  1. Preheat oven to 325°F.
  2. In a large bowl, whisk together flour, cocoa powder, baking soda, baking powder, cinnamon, and salt. Whisk in both sugars until evenly combined.
  3. In a medium bowl, whisk together the eggs, water, and vanilla. Whisk in the sour cream and oil.
  4. Make a well in the center of the flour mixture and pour in the sour cream mixture. Stir until well combined (do not over mix).
  5. Gently fold peanut butter chips into the batter.
  6. Line a cupcake tray and fill two-thirds full with batter. Bake for 18 to 20 minutes.
  1. Beat butter until smooth and then mix in peanut butter.
  2. Slowly add powdered sugar and beat until smooth. Scrap down sides as needed.
  3. Add in vanilla and salt and then beat in cream until frosting is smooth and fluffy.

Time to decorate!

  1. Cut each Tagalong cookie in half.
  2. Scoop frosting in decorating bag fitted with a #829 tip.
  3. Once cupcakes are completely cool, pipe two swirls of frosting on top of each.
  4. Top with a half of a Tagalong cookie.

I just have this HC in my head and- 

  • Like Jack and Bitty have just come out and obviously there are mixed results
  • Like mostly good, the Falcs are great and supportive, so are the majority of fans 
  • But sometimes they get these players that obviously don’t like it
  • Sometimes it’s just faces and glares
  • Sometimes it’s checks that are aimed at Jack throughout a game, regardless of whether or not he has the puck
  • And sometimes it’s subtle in chirps, or not sometimes not so subtle 
  • 80% of the time it ends in most of the Falcs dropping gloves
  • Then the Falcs and the Aces are playing a game
  • And one of the Ace’s says something to Jack, calls him a slur and mocks him
  • Before the other Falcs have a chance to react Kent drops gloves and is on him 
  • And that’s how Kent ended up with four pies, three bags of cookies and a basket of Danish pastries arriving at his door one day

I was tempted to write this but I have no time so instead take my little list of how it went down 

bonus for you patater ho’s : It’s a media circus and that’s essentially how Kent came out. Tater soon follows him in coming out by kissing him right there on the ice

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Summary: (Previously posted under @suganeedsanap) When you fell in love with Kim Taehyung, it was as sweet as cake and bitter as beer. He made your heart swell, but others disapproved. Those days are over, but memories still linger. Maybe this bachelorette party will help ease your mind. Besides, You’ll be Ms. Jimin Park. But why aren’t you happy?

Warnings: Alcohol Use

Word count: 4,024

Written by: Smutty Jaefairy

A/N: This is a story I’m moving from my main blog to here. I’m having a hard time finding worth in my work so this is an exercise of me looking at my past work and appreciating my writing. I hope you guys enjoy this story. This is one of my babies. 

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Riverdale Imagine: Panic (Jughead x Reader)

Request by Anonymous: can you please do a jughead x reader where y/n has really bad anxiety & panic attacks (jug & everyone already knows this) & one day y/n has a panic attack out of the blue when she’s with jug, archie, betty, kevin, & veronica while they r all watching a movie together jug gets everyone to leave the room & tries & calms her & is actually the sweetest person in the universe & gives her kisses & its just UGHH so much fluff….

Summary: ^^

A/N: I don’t have anxiety and I have never had a panic attack. I have done some research for the purpose of this fic but if I have gotten something drastically wrong please message me, I only want to be my best for you guys!

Approx. 1730 words

Even before waking up that morning, you knew that you were having one of your bad days. Your sleep had been plagued with nightmares and, although you couldn’t remember any of them in the morning, they had left you visibly shaken. As you sat in front of your mirror, wrapped in a towel with your long wet hair dripping over your shoulders, you couldn’t help but pick fault with your appearance. You hated the bags under your eyes, the ghostly-pale completion that made you look permanently ill, and the way your stomach curved out too much. Today you just hated everything about yourself, you felt like throwing up at the thought of having to go to school, the thought of people looking at you. Why are you so fucking ugly? You screamed at yourself silently. You let out a deep breath as you reached for your medication, tipping a single shiny-white pill into your hand.

 After three attempts at doing your make-up with shaking hands, changing your outfit numerous times, and repeatedly checking your school-bag to make sure you had everything, there was a knock at the door. As you opened the front door, pulling your bag over your shoulder and grabbing the cereal bar that your mum had left on the side for you, you were greeted by the smiling-face of your best-friend and long-time crush Jughead Jones. You took another deep breath before smiling brightly back at him, attempting to hide how you really just wanted to slam the door and curl up in your bedroom alone.

 “Hey Y/N, you alright?” he asked casually. You felt a spark of panic, you didn’t want Jughead to know how you were feeling today, and you began to think how he had realised you weren’t okay until you remembered that he asked you that question every morning before you walked to school.

 “Hey Juggie, I’m good thank you.”


 Getting through the school day had felt like physical torture. You felt as though everyone had been watching you and you didn’t feel as though you could do anything right. You had almost burst into tears when you couldn’t answer one of the math questions in class. Thankfully, it was the end of the day and it was a Friday so you could spend the weekend in your room and not have to put on a show for anyone. You were just closing your locker, when you noticed Jughead leaning against the wall next to you, you smiled at him weakly.

 “What are you doing tonight?” he questioned. Your heart sank, it turned out that the show wasn’t over after all.

 “Um…” you couldn’t think of a convincing excuse and silently cursed yourself, “nothing I guess.”

 “Great! We’re having a movie night at Archie’s. Shall I come and pick you up at about 7pm?”

 “Jug, I live next-door!” you rolled your eyes.

 “I know! But I know you and I know that you will probably get lost on the way over” he said mischievously, winking at you.


A few hours later, there was a knock at the door for a second time that day. Grabbing your jacket, you opened the door and smiled at Jughead, the butterflies in your stomach returning after a feeling of numbness all day. Over the last few hours, you had succeeded in quelling your anxiety slightly by going for a run and having a long shower, determined to have a good night with your friends. They were all aware of your anxiety, but that didn’t mean their evening had to be ruined just because you couldn’t get a grip on yourself, you wondered for a moment if you should stay at home.

 “I brought some onion rings especially for you” Jughead said smugly as he held out a take-out bag from Pop’s, he knew onion rings were your favourite. You smiled at him as you took the bag and held out a paper bag of your own.

 “I made cookies for you” you said proudly. You knew that Jughead loved eating cookies while he was watching a movie.

 “Coconut?” he asked excitedly and you nodded. “And that is why you are my best friend, because Archie cannot bake like a goddess!” he exclaimed, throwing his arm around your shoulders and guiding you down your drive-way in the direction of Archie’s house. You were thankful that it was already dark outside; so that Jughead couldn’t see you blush. He always showed physical affection to you – by hugging you, or putting his arm around you, sometimes he even held your hand – but you knew that it meant something more to you than it did to him, how could someone like Jughead like you anyway? You were broken.

 Everyone was sprawled in the living room when you arrived, the opening credits of the movie already showing upon the screen. Veronica was snuggling next to Archie on one of the sofas – they weren’t official yet but everyone knew that they were falling for each other – and Betty and Kevin were sitting on beanbags on the floor in front, leaving the other sofa empty for you and Jughead. Archie tried to grab the bag of cookies from Jughead as he passed, and Jughead quickly snatched them away laughing, pulling you onto the other sofa with him. You were surprised when he kept his arm around your shoulders, causing you to curl up next to him on the sofa, he usually lay down with his feet on you but you didn’t mind, it felt good to be close to him.

 It was about half way through the movie when your heart started racing and you began to feel very hot. You hastily pulled away from Jughead, bringing your now-shaking hands to your face and squeezed your eyes shut as a wave of dizziness washed over you, but it wasn’t a gentle wave, you felt like you had been hit by a tsunami. You sensed the feeling of dread drop in your stomach like a stone, it was as if you were falling.

 “Y/N? What’s wrong?” Jughead asked, the pitch of his voice rising with concern.

 He got the answer he was looking for from the sound of your fast and shallow breathing; he could practically hear the panic rising.

 “Guys, go to the kitchen and give us some space” he demanded, “I think she is having another panic attack.”

 You could hear the sound of people moving, but it seemed miles away. You cried out as the sensation of a sharp pain spread through your chest and you began to dig your nails into your temples. You could feel someone pulling you, but the dizziness made you feel disorientated and you couldn’t remember where you were. Suddenly, the pain in your chest receded and instead you could feel something warm on your back, rubbing your skin gently. You looked up and found yourself in Jughead’s lap, protected by his strong arms that encircled your quivering body. He was breathing deeply next to your ear, encouraging you to match your breathing with his own, calming you. You looked up at him through your tears and he carefully wiped them away with his soft fingers, but he didn’t remove his hand from your face. Instead he leant towards you and, after a moment of hesitation where you could feel his breath on your face, he kissed you softly on the mouth. After he pulled away, you just stared at him in shock, had the boy you had been in love with for years just kissed you? Jughead took your surprise the wrong way.

 “I’m sorry Y/N I didn’t mean –”he began. You cut him off by pressing your lips to his again, this time more forcefully, and shifting in his lap so you were straddling him, pushing your body into his chest. He moaned and pulled away from you chuckling. “I think we have company.”

 You peered around and blushed as you noticed Veronica standing in the doorway, looking extremely smug. She was holding a glass of water and a blanket and – as you arranged yourself into a more acceptable position on Jughead’s lap – she walked over and handed them to you. As Jughead draped the blanket over you and you snuggled into him, a feeling of exhaustion took hold of you and you yawned.

 “I know how tired these attacks make you, go to sleep princess, I’m not going anywhere.” Jughead whispered in your ear before he kissed your temple sweetly. You smiled and laced your hand in his as your eyes drooped and sleep took you.


As Y/N was sleeping, everyone else had crept back into the living room and were now lying across various pieces of furniture with mugs of hot chocolate.

 “I hate seeing her like that” Veronica sighed, “I feel so helpless; I can never calm her down.” She ran her hands through her hair in frustration, Veronica prided herself on being a problem-solver but as much as she loved her friend Y/N, she could never figure out how to help her and that broke Veronica’s heart.

 “Nobody can calm her except Jughead; they have some kind of connection.” Betty said, smiling. She had always thought that Jughead and Y/N would make an amazing couple and she was delighted that they had finally discovered their feelings for one another. Everyone else had known for years of course, both of them could be read like a book.

 “Now they are finally endgame!” Kevin squealed excitedly, Jughead tore his gaze away from you for a moment to roll his eyes. “I shotgun being the vicar at their wedding!”

 “You’re not the only one who feels helpless Ronnie” Jughead said quietly, “I know I have dealt with her panic attacks before but that doesn’t make them any less scary. I hate myself for not realising that today was a bad day for her, if I had known then I never would have asked her here tonight.”

 “It’s not your fault Jug, she’s good at hiding it” Veronica reassured him. “At least she knows that you love her now, that will make tomorrow easier.”

 “Maybe I should have told her when I first realised, it might have helped.” Jughead sighed.

 “When did you realise?” Kevin asked eagerly.

 “In the seventh grade, it was the first time I tasted her coconut cookies” he laughed.

TAGLIST: @kelly27crickett @cjhorseback @rory-is-in-ravenclaw@littlefearsdoodles @happyyjensen @dr-tardis-who

Things that 100% have happened in the My Candy Love Cafeteria

- Rosa giving her lunch bedroom eyes
- Armin and Alexy daring Kentin to drink hotsauce and him doing it, despite the fact that he hates spicy food… Kentin fainting 
- Lysander offering Candy a bite of his food with his own fork and not realizing he is inadvertently spoon-feeding Candy
- Armin definitely stealing Candy’s pizza
- Nathaniel gagging on a piece of chocolate Candy gave him (him not waning to tell her he hates sweets)
- Castiel teasing Candy for being a messy eater and getting really close to her face while wiping a crumb off her cheek.
- Iris forgetting her lunch money
- Kentin bringing a bag of cookies everyday until he gets a cavity 

-Someone getting in trouble for throwing an apple at Amber’s head

- Nathaniel deciding that the best solution to staining his shirt is to just take it off.

I cant wait for episode 34. I might draw a few of these scenes later if I finish my problem sets :/

The Signs As Chloe Bennet Quotes:

Aries:  “Chris Evans. Chris… both Chris’ would be nice. And Scarlett. And Loki!! I would like to- NOT LIKE THAT!  …perverts ……..well maybe.”

Taurus: *climbs in through car window with a bag of cookies* “Let’s go.”

Gemini: “I was just staring at mountains, and, like, getting really emotional and excited about the mountain… that did nothing.”

Cancer: “There’s this couch, guys. There’s this couch that I want. I go and take naps on that couch, but it’s… kinda not a subtle thing to steal?”

Leo: “Babes, I found the churros!”

Virgo: “Basically they pulled us-” *baby in crowd coos* “Aww, hi baby.”

Libra: “I ate a bagel while watching them make-out.”

Scorpio: “Cap’s not Hydra… [Stan Lee] doesn’t knoooow. He’s tired. Don’t listen to him you guys. Cap’s a unicorn, listen to me. I know more about Marvel than Stan Lee.”

Sagittarius: “I *snickering* did not know. You know, you’re not supposed to put tongue in there… ”

Capricorn: “Now I’m watching HD tv-” *moves phone to show 2 puppies curled up beside her* “-with the kids.”

Aquarius: “They were like ‘do you wanna be a pop star in China?’, and I was like ‘That sounds like more fun than geometry class.”

Pisces: “Pillows! For naps.”


I binged. Not even the normal one cookie or a bag of chips binge. But like actually eating 700 calories in 5 minutes. I can feel all my hard work of this week draining away with all the food I ate. I can feel the food demon smiling maliciously at me for giving in. I want to cry I can’t believe I did this to myself and what I especially hate is how I enjoyed it. I need hardcore meanspiration or thinspiration or honestly anything to keep me going.

If BTS was a reality show Pt. 3

Jin: / in the confession booth/ So I’ve called some of the girls over for tea..since you know how us moms can be. I always enjoy spilling tea with my girls and also catching up with each other.

Originally posted by jjilljj

Suho: /pours vodka into his tea/

Key: I see you’ve started drinking again

Suho: And I see you’re still fake af

Originally posted by qrishan

Jinyoung: Hey now..lets not fight..we’re here to relax and have a good time 

Originally posted by periwin5les

N: Wow Jin you’re glowing whats got you all happy?

Jin: Oh me and joonies anniversary is this week and i’m just really excited thats all

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

Suho:/ Triggered/ oh it must be least you still have a husband that’ll come home to you

Originally posted by bemineinseoul

N :Oh honey /rubs his back/

Originally posted by shit-vixx-say

Suho: that bitch left me without saying goodbye

Key : /rolls his eyes/ every single time 

Jinyoung:/starts tearing up/

Originally posted by holyfuckmark

Jin : oh whats wrong with you?

Jinyoung: one of my youngest…bambam…he dabbed for a whole year straight /bursts into tears/ that boy just won’t stop and its driving me crazy

Jin;/ hugs him as he cries/ my youngest won’t spend time with me 

Key: Honestly all of my kids are doing great…they’re either acting, modeling or singing /flips his hair/

Suho:/glares/ Well hoe your bank ain’t doing too good from what I’ve heard

Key: The way I spend my  money is my business  and only my business..the only thing you need to worry about is which one of your sons is going to leave you next

Originally posted by rin-the-kpopper

Jin: Damn key you don’t have to bring it that far…not cool

Suho: No no Jin let the dog speak

Key: /chokes on his tea/ Dog? tf…did this bitch just call me a damn dog

Originally posted by kagayakimasu

Suho: hell yes I just did the fuck you gonna do about it

Key: THATS IT /jumps over the table and tackles suho onto the floor fighting/

Jin: NOOOOO, NOT MY GOOD CHINA / gets up to check on his fine china/

Cameracrew:/ runs in to break up the fight/

Jhope :/watching from a distance smoking his weed/ Now that is what I call good tea

Originally posted by cyyphr

N:/secretly shoving cookies into his bag/

Originally posted by muunstahhx

Jinyoung:/helping the crew break up the fight/

Jin:/In the confession booth/ And that was tea time…amazing wasn’t it…we plan on meeting next week for brunch

Originally posted by chimchams

Chat Noir Finds Out

Summary: This is the simple, straight-forward tale of how Chat Noir found out Ladybug’s true identity and how he dealt with it.

He dealt with it expertly like the heroic cat he was and definitely didn’t mess anything up.

Nope, he didn’t mess anything up at all.

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This was the fic that was supposed to be angst but turned into fluff and attempt at humor. Writing dork Adrien is just too much fun. im sorry angst week ive betrayed you

Chapter 1: The Day Chat Noir Found Out

Chat Noir found out Ladybug’s identity.

He didn’t mean to! He just slipped!

Literally, he just slipped. He’d been hurriedly jumping across Paris’ rooftops trying to get back to the photo-shoot he’d abandoned because of an akuma attack when he slipped on a loose roof tile. Fortunately, the fire escape along the side of the building had stopped his fall. But he fell stomach first onto the railing and had his breath knocked from him.

He’d been so busy groaning in pain, draped across the bars like a used washcloth, that he didn’t notice Ladybug dropping into the alley below and de-transforming.

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