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#LastYoungRenegade - out July 2nd, 2017

Who is the Last Young Renegade?

After all this time writing music, playing in a band- checking moment after moment off the bucket list- collecting mistakes, making memories, I wondered what it might be like to write about myself if I wasn’t the one standing in my shoes. Who am I from the other side of the mirror?

I tried to change perspective in my approach to writing and center in on all of the different versions of me that other people might have met over the years, through the ups and the downs, in the public eye and behind closed doors. Would I like this person? Do I like this person? Do I even recognize this person anymore?

I realized that there’s a lot more to me than I’m usually ready to acknowledge, both good and bad. In that realization, I noticed a common thread. We are who we are, even when we try our hardest not to be.

It’s a challenge to accept it sometimes. I gave those other sides of me a persona, and a name– then came the stories like a flood. It was a way for me to confront demons without having to sit at the dinner table with them.

That’s the journey on this record: a story of self-realization. Of growing into your own skin through the eyes of someone watching it all unfold on the big screen, wearing a ‘Frankie Says Relax’ t-shirt. Like watching an old familiar movie, but suddenly you’re Marty McFly.

We tried a lot of new things on this album, all within the context of what we love so much about All Time Low– There’s no denying that we were binge watching Stranger Things at the time, while also reflecting on the loss of some of our favorite musicians; Prince, Bowie, George Michael… I think the influence comes through in the best ways. We all felt pulled to exciting and different places as we searched for inspiration, approaching something that’s become so familiar to us from a new direction.

I truly hope everyone listening enjoys this record as much as I do. It’s been an amazing journey.The album comes out June 2nd and will be available for pre-order on Friday, Feb 24th. We’ll also be posting some pre-order merch bundles, so stay tuned! Pre-order options will be up on alltimelow.com.

Tracklist
1.
Last Young Renegade
2. Drugs & Candy
3. Dirty Laundry
4. Good Times
5. Nice2KnoU
6. Life of the Party
7. Nightmares
8. Dark Side of Your Room
9. Ground Control (feat. Tegan and Sara)
10. AfterglowxoAlex

Who is the Last Young Renegade?
After all this time writing music, playing in a band- checking moment after moment off the bucket list- collecting mistakes, making memories, I wondered what it might be like to write about myself if I wasn’t the one standing in my shoes. Who am I from the other side of the mirror?

I tried to change perspective in my approach to writing and center in on all of the different versions of me that other people might have met over the years, through the ups and the downs, in the public eye and behind closed doors. Would I like this person? Do I like this person? Do I even recognize this person anymore?

I realized that there’s a lot more to me than I’m usually ready to acknowledge, both good and bad. In that realization, I noticed a common thread. We are who we are, even when we try our hardest not to be.

It’s a challenge to accept it sometimes. I gave those other sides of me a persona, and a name– then came the stories like a flood. It was a way for me to confront demons without having to sit at the dinner table with them.

That’s the journey on this record: a story of self-realization. Of growing into your own skin through the eyes of someone watching it all unfold on the big screen, wearing a ‘Frankie Says Relax’ t-shirt. Like watching an old familiar movie, but suddenly you’re Marty McFly.

We tried a lot of new things on this album, all within the context of what we love so much about All Time Low– There’s no denying that we were binge watching Stranger Things at the time, while also reflecting on the loss of some of our favorite musicians; Prince, Bowie, George Michael… I think the influence comes through in the best ways. We all felt pulled to exciting and different places as we searched for inspiration, approaching something that’s become so familiar to us from a new direction.

I truly hope everyone listening enjoys this record as much as I do. It’s been an amazing journey.

The album comes out June 2nd and will be available for pre-order on Friday, Feb 24th. We’ll also be posting some pre-order merch bundles, so stay tuned! Pre-order options will be up on alltimelow.com.

Tracklist

1. Last Young Renegade
2. Drugs & Candy
3. Dirty Laundry
4. Good Times
5. Nice2KnoU
6. Life of the Party
7. Nightmares
8. Dark Side of Your Room
9. Ground Control (feat. Tegan and Sara)
10. Afterglow

xo

Alex

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« W hen I shot this video, I didn’t want it to be anything close to glamorous or anywhere near “sexy.” I wanted it to be like nothing that I’ve ever put in the creative to a video I’ve shot. This song hurts. So unbelievably bad. And when I perform it on a tv show, in rehearsals or even in a bathtub, it completely takes me to a different place. This song was so therapeutic to write and record, and because of that I wanted to translate that same emotion onto the screen. I’m so grateful to everyone who was a part of this video and this song. And to all of you, thank you for listening.. And hopefully letting yourself be taken to a place in your heart that needs healing too. #STONECOLD »

Who is the Last Young Renegade?
After all this time writing music, playing in a band- checking moment
after moment off the bucket list- collecting mistakes, making
memories, I wondered what it might be like to write about myself if I
wasn’t the one standing in my shoes. Who am I from the other side of
the mirror?

I tried to change perspective in my approach to writing and center in
on all of the different versions of me that other people might have
met over the years, through the ups and the downs, in the public eye
and behind closed doors. Would I like this person? Do I like this
person? Do I even recognize this person anymore?

I realized that there’s a lot more to me than I’m usually ready to
acknowledge, both good and bad. In that realization, I noticed a
common thread. We are who we are, even when we try our hardest not to
be.

It’s a challenge to accept it sometimes. I gave those other sides of
me a persona, and a name– then came the stories like a flood. It was
a way for me to confront demons without having to sit at the dinner
table with them.

That’s the journey on this record: a story of self-realization. Of
growing into your own skin through the eyes of someone watching it all
unfold on the big screen, wearing a ‘Frankie Says Relax’ t-shirt. Like
watching an old familiar movie, but suddenly you’re Marty McFly.

We tried a lot of new things on this album, all within the context of
what we love so much about All Time Low– There’s no denying that we
were binge watching Stranger Things at the time, while also reflecting
on the loss of some of our favorite musicians; Prince, Bowie, George
Michael… I think the influence comes through in the best ways. We
all felt pulled to exciting and different places as we searched for
inspiration, approaching something that’s become so familiar to us
from a new direction.

I truly hope everyone listening enjoys this record as much as I do.
It’s been an amazing journey.

The album comes out June 2nd and will be available for pre-order on Friday, Feb 24th. We’ll
also be posting some pre-order merch bundles, so stay tuned!

xo

Alex

“Who is the Last Young Renegade?

After all this time writing music, playing in a band- checking moment after moment off the bucket list- collecting mistakes, making memories, I wondered what it might be like to write about myself if I wasn’t the one standing in my shoes. Who am I from the other side of the mirror?

I tried to change perspective in my approach to writing and center in on all of the different versions of me that other people might have met over the years, through the ups and the downs, in the public eye and behind closed doors. Would I like this person? Do I like this person? Do I even recognize this person anymore?

I realized that there’s a lot more to me than I’m usually ready to acknowledge, both good and bad. In that realization, I noticed a common thread. We are who we are, even when we try our hardest not to be.

It’s a challenge to accept it sometimes. I gave those other sides of me a persona, and a name– then came the stories like a flood. It was a way for me to confront demons without having to sit at the dinner table with them.

That’s the journey on this record: a story of self-realization. Of growing into your own skin through the eyes of someone watching it all unfold on the big screen, wearing a ‘Frankie Says Relax’ t-shirt. Like watching an old familiar movie, but suddenly you’re Marty McFly.

We tried a lot of new things on this album, all within the context of what we love so much about All Time Low– There’s no denying that we were binge watching Stranger Things at the time, while also reflecting on the loss of some of our favorite musicians; Prince, Bowie, George Michael… I think the influence comes through in the best ways. We all felt pulled to exciting and different places as we searched for inspiration, approaching something that’s become so familiar to us from a new direction.

I truly hope everyone listening enjoys this record as much as I do. It’s been an amazing journey.

The album comes out June 2nd and will be available for pre-order on Friday, Feb 24th. We’ll also be posting some pre-order merch bundles, so stay tuned. Pre-order options will be up on alltimelow.com.
xo

Alex”


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All Time Low: Who is the Last Young Renegade?

After all this time writing music, playing in a band- checking moment after moment off the bucket list- collecting mistakes, making memories, I wondered what it might be like to write about myself if I wasn’t the one standing in my shoes. Who am I from the other side of the mirror?
I tried to change perspective in my approach to writing and center in on all of the different versions of me that other people might have met over the years, through the ups and the downs, in the public eye and behind closed doors. Would I like this person? Do I like this person? Do I even recognize this person anymore?

I realized that there’s a lot more to me than I’m usually ready to acknowledge, both good and bad. In that realization, I noticed a common thread. We are who we are, even when we try our hardest not to be.  It’s a challenge to accept it sometimes. I gave those other sides of me a persona, and a name– then came the stories like a flood. It was a way for me to confront demons without having to sit at the dinner table with them.

That’s the journey on this record: a story of self-realization. Of growing into your own skin through the eyes of someone watching it all unfold on the big screen, wearing a ‘Frankie Says Relax’ t-shirt. Like watching an old familiar movie, but suddenly you’re Marty McFly. We tried a lot of new things on this album, all within the context of what we love so much about All Time Low– There’s no denying that we were binge watching Stranger Things at the time, while also reflecting on the loss of some of our favorite musicians; Prince, Bowie, George Michael… I think the influence comes through in the best ways. We all felt pulled to exciting and different places as we searched for inspiration, approaching something that’s become so familiar to us from a new direction.

I truly hope everyone listening enjoys this record as much as I do. It’s been an amazing journey. The album comes out June 2nd and will be available for pre-order on Friday, Feb 24th. We’ll also be posting some pre-order merch bundles, so stay tuned! Pre-order options will be up on alltimelow.com.

Tracklist
1. Last Young Renegade
2. Drugs & Candy
3. Dirty Laundry
4. Good Times
5. Nice2KnoU
6. Life of the Party
7. Nightmares
8. Dark Side of Your Room
9. Ground Control (feat. Tegan and Sara)
10. Afterglow
xo
Alex”

anonymous asked:

what's your favorite trope? and could you rec fics from it?

OOOOOH. I think I have a very soft spot for famous!AU. Like when famous!Louis has a crush for famous!Harry and they start interacting (special kuddos if it’s on Twitter or IG) and then they meet and … Well.  I think it’s my fav

- let me make a thing of cream and stars : It doesn’t explain why he’s lying on the floor, with Harry Styles, of all people, planking on top of him.As in, seventeenth most influential person in London, pop-star-turned-rock-star Harry Styles. The same Harry Styles who has had countless model girlfriends, left, right and centre. Also  the same Harry Styles who has been the subject of Louis’ wet dreams since he was about eighteen.(Or: Louis is a Radio 1 DJ and Harry is a pop-star he interviews.)

- Amazing Sin :  Gears started turning in Louis’ head. Purely mischievous gears that had Louis formulating a revenge plan against Taylor. He’d had enough of sitting around and taking it. If she was going to call him a whore, then fine, he’ll act like one for real. “I’m going to say something, and as my friends you are obligated to love me anyway.”  “This can’t be good,” Niall said, Zayn just groaned.  “So I know we have this strict ‘no lashing back at Taylor’ rule with me, but what if I can get press revenge a different way?” Louis asked. He wasn’t expecting an answer, because they knew by now to just go with it. “What if I stole her boyfriend?”Or, the story of Louis ‘Steal Your Man’ Tomlinson.

- Play Me Like One of Your French Girls : Louis is Hollywood’s ‘Bad Boy and Sometimes Darling’, and Harry is the clumsy, endearingly attractive part-time cellist whose cello gets upgraded to the seat next to his on the plane. They fall in love.Also featuring R&B Superstar Zayn Malik, Olympic Gold Medalist Liam Payne, and Masterchef Niall Horan.

- Just For Me: Harry is a supermodel with a fake boyfriend. Louis is the captain and star forward of Manchester United with a fake girlfriend. They should have no problem having a completely platonic lunch between friends.(They do.)

- Three French Hems: In which Louis is a designer at Burberry and Harry spends December wearing Lanvin… and Lanvin… and Lanvin.

- so grab your passport and my hand: The one in which Louis plays football and Harry sings a lot, and somehow that means they’re meant to be. They’ll figure it out soon enough.

- Foolishly Completely Falling : Louis is ¼ of the infamous boy band One Direction and has had a crush on the Prince of Wales for ages. Prince Harry is gay and out and when he spills on a tv show about finding a certain Louis fit, their paths cross and everything turns into a tumult of emotions and anxiety, and the complications when you just want to show the world who you love.

- walk my days on a wireHarry hums, staring at his hands in his lap, and Louis can still feel their smoothness, how solid they were in between his own. “Do you think it’s the same for us? Are we here only because of the likeliness of our jobs? Of our lives?”
“We’re here because we have inventive managers,” Louis says, giving Harry’s leg a little nudge with his knee, but all that’s going around in his head is, I think I’d be in the same spot in every possible universe.  or, when actor Louis Tomlinson used to daydream about dating Harry Styles, this is not what he had in mind.

- but me, i’m not a gamble : A Posh & Becks AU in which Harry is a star on the stage and Louis is a star on the pitch, but they’re both inexplicably terrible at articulating their feelings. In the end, it only takes a season’s worth of failed matchmaking schemes, platonic dinner dates, road trip holidays, and one very convenient David Beckham cameo for them to figure it all out. And if Niall knew all along? Well, he at least has the decency not to be too smug about it.

- sweet, where you lay: Louis Tomlinson is a twenty-eight year old succesful actor living in New York. Harry Styles is a twenty year old up and coming model and coincidentally also the one who turns Louis’ world completely upside down.or, Louis is Zachary Quinto and Harry is Miles McMillan. Falling in love was always in the cards for them.

UPDATE under the cut (last update on April 4th 2017)

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Okay, so the Yuri!!! on Ice item that I’ll be reviewing today is Yuri!!! on Stage, on Blu-ray. (It’s also available on DVD, but I chose to get the Blu-ray because the image quality would be better.) I’m sure a lot of people have talked about it already, however I will translate the scene titles and discuss an additional feature that you might have missed if you didn’t explore the menu screen. I will also show the bonus items packaged with the disc, and show the extra special items that you could only get if you ordered it from Animate! So, hopefully this review will still have something useful. ^_^

Just in case anyone isn’t familiar with Yuri!!! on Stage yet, it was a live show that took place on April 29, 2017 at Maihama Amphitheater. The voice actors for most of the male skaters were there, plus the voice actor for Takeshi Nishigori, and series writer Mitsurou Kubo. They did a bunch of fun stuff like discussing their favorite scenes from the anime, playing games, and performing a NEW STORY that takes place after the TV series (the new story was an audio drama that they voiced live, so it wasn’t animated). The Yuri!!! on Stage event actually occurred twice on that day… once in the afternoon, and once in the evening. There were a few differences between the two versions of the event, however the audio drama was the same story both times. The Blu-ray and DVD are a video recording of the evening version. As an example of one of the cute things you can see in the video, check out the image below… from left to right, that’s Junichi Suwabe (voice of Victor), Toshiyuki Toyonaga (voice of Yuri), and Koki Uchiyama (voice of Yurio):


Sorry for my bad photograph of the screen, but taking high-quality screen captures from BDs is a no-no. Anyway, yes, the above image is a reference to Yuri poking Victor’s hair in the anime, except here it’s Victor’s voice actor doing it to Yuri’s voice actor. Hilarious! Also, wow, Suwabe bleached his hair to look more like Victor. Talk about dedication!

Want to know more? Keep reading for the rest of the review, plus a few more pictures!

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I stayed up till 3 am but I DID IT NY'ALL!!
I NOW HAVE WINDOWS AND, AS A SUCH, I HAVE CUPHEAD!!
I’ll be streaming today at 5 pm colombian time zone (aprox), I am rn downloading the screen recorder! I would def speak and probably even show my face!

Hope to see y'all there to laugh at how bad I am with videogame!

No More (Mark/Dark x Platonic! Reader)

A/N: This is a request that was pretty fun to write. The reader isn’t in a relationship with Mark or Dark, but they watch as Dark takes over via a YouTube video. Hopefully this is good enough!


After a stressful day, all you wanted to do was lay in bed and watch YouTube videos. Settling down with a cup of tea, you wrapped yourself in a pile of blankets and scrolled through your subscriptions. Pewdiepie, Jacksepticeye, Markiplier - all with new videos - but you decided to pick the one with the interesting title: Dark.jpg. Markiplier’s latest video title piqued your interest, and soon enough the video loaded and you relaxed.

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Juliet (Part One)

This fic is very close to my heart as it is based (even though very loosely) off of real events that is all to do with my parents pregnancy with me (yes I am very much a sap for romance). I hope you all enjoy!


All Betty Cooper ever wanted to be was a mother. To take part in raising a life that was half her. But, that was all getting flushed down the drain. Yes, she and her husband we’re still only in their mid-twenties but they had been trying for so long. She got married to Jughead Jones straight out of high school, never once doubting her decision to get married so young, she knew they were forever.

They had been trying for almost five years when Betty had started to give up, but Jughead convinced her otherwise. There were so many new ways to get pregnant, she could easily book an appointment with her doctor and find out their options. That led to her diagnosis.  Betty was told that she wouldn’t be able to have a child. Everything happened so fast, all of the information the doctor told her was hazed, it was just a mix of sounds clubbed together and wrapped up in a neat bow. That night she had cried for hours in Jughead’s arms, blaming herself for the fact that it was unlikely they were ever going to have children.

—-

The next morning the couple went and signed up for IVF treatment. It was going to cost a bomb, but they didn’t care. All they wanted was a child of their own, to love and nurture unconditionally.

So that led them to the day when Betty was going to prepare for her first round of treatment. That morning she had woken up feeling sick to her stomach but brushed it off as the flu. Upon entering the doctors surgery, she was asked to take part in a blood test just to make sure that she wasn’t pregnant already. She laughed at the nurse who took the blood, claiming that it was going to be a miracle if she was.


That was when she got the call. The couple had been lying in bed taking a well needed break from life. It was noon when the phone rang; Jughead leaned over his wife in a haze only pausing when he saw the number on the lock screen of her phone. Suddenly alert, he gently shook his Hitchcock blonde awake from her slumber answering the call as he did so. They wouldn’t be calling if everything was okay, something had to be wrong.

Lightly tapping the speaker button on the brightly lit screen, she took in a sharp nervous breath.

“Is this Elizabeth Jones we’re speaking to?” A clinical voice asked from the other end of the call.

“Yes,” she replied her hands shaking in trepidation, eager to get the call over and done with so she could face more bad news.

“Passing you over to your doctor now,” there was a pause before the warm comforting voice of the woman that she has now grown to trust spoke out.

“Hi Betty, its Doctor Fletcher here. We finally got the results back from your blood test you had last week.” Sensing the blondes’ nerves she continued, “This isn’t anything to worry about, even though you may have to in a couple of months but it appears that you’re off the list for the IVF treatment because you’re pregnant, congratulations! From what I can tell, you’re only a month or so gone but I would advise you book in your first appointment with Gina at reception as soon as possible. I hope to be seeing you very soon. Congratulations again.”

When their doctor hung up they didn’t know what to say, do or even think. Two pairs of eyes widened, each welling up with tears threatening spill in sheer, absolute joy. Jughead pulled Betty into his arms, cradling her head and stomach whispering sweet nothings in her ear, both of them unable to take the gleaming smiles off of their faces.

“We did it Juggie. We really did it this time.”

“I’m so proud of you Betts. I’m proud of us.” He replied leaning down and taking her flat stomach into his long calloused hands. The raven haired man left a trio of kisses down the length of her stomach down to her abdomen. Whispering to his unborn child I love you’s.

“Jug?” Betty said, bringing him out of his reverie.

“Hmm?”

“When should I book the appointment for? I know you’ve got all those meetings for the new book and I’ve got work. I presume you want to come along, right?”
“I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” He planted yet another sloppy kiss on her lips.

“Jeez you’re such a sap Mr. Jones.”

“I know I am, and that is why you love me.”


They had finally managed to book an appointment with Doctor Fletcher that worked around both of their work schedules and were sitting, waiting on the worn plastic covers of the waiting room chairs. They were both nervous as hell, with one of his knees bobbing up and down as as his foot tapped the linoleum floor and she was wringing her hands together. A habit she picked up whilst she was trying to stop piercing the soft skin of her palms with her sharp nails.

When they were called into the office, Jughead blanched upon hearing that Betty had to be scanned internally, not realising that their child was too small to be seen using the external wand. Then came a sudden thrumming echoing around the room. Their baby was projected onto the small screen, no bigger than one of his thumb nails. The couple looked at each other, a fresh round of tears welling in their eyes, suddenly now everything seemed very real, all the years, all the negative tests, all the bad doctors visits, and it all was worth it. It was so worth it. The infamous duo fell even more in love with the baby, silently swearing that they were going to protect their kid with their lives.

They had ordered multiple copies of their sonogram after the scan was complete. Betty was determined to keep a record of all the milestones in her first pregnancy, including all the scans. Jughead tucked one in his wallet, so he could keep it with him at all times. Two were for Betty’s parents and Polly. Then the last two were for FP and Jellybean. He didn’t want his mother as a part of his child’s life, he still hadn’t forgiven her for when she walked out on him and FP when he was eleven. He still hadn’t forgiven her for when she denied him coming to Toledo. He still hadn’t forgiven her for when she refused custody of him when he was 16 and FP had been hauled to prison for 10 years for tampering with evidence and obstruction of justice. Thankfully FP had got out earlier than expected for good behaviour. At least one of his parents still showed that he loved him to some degree.

“Juggie?” He was pulled out of his reverie by that melodic voice of his wife and just smiled. He smiled because now they were finally getting everything they wanted.


Everything was plain sailing from then on; Jughead had decided to take a picture of Betty every day until she gives birth, much to her disliking and calling herself fat, which he immediately shuts down reassuring her that she’s only gaining weight from their child and it was the greatest gift she could ever give him.

That was until she was halfway through her pregnancy. Jughead was forced into yet another book signing for his new novel. He loved his fans, but all he wanted was to be at home with Betty and The Bump, a nickname that Betty was not too keen on to begin with, but he managed to sway her.

He got a call from Betty half way through the signing. He immediately knew it was bad, she would never call him when he was doing a signing or an interview so it had to be bad news.

“Betts? What’s wrong?” He said as soon as he accepted the call, halting the queue for his fans and leaving the room.

“Juggie I’m bleeding and it’s bad.” She said between sobs that echoed down the phone line causing him to freeze, going into full on panic.

“Don’t worry Betts I’m coming. Where are you?”

“I’m at Ronnie and Archie’s place. I’m in their bathroom and she’s literally trying to bang the door down. Please hurry Jug.”

“I am. I love you, okay. And Bug.”

“I love you too.” She sobbed again disconnecting the call.

Reentering the room which held his signing, he begrudgingly told everyone that he had to end the signing, apologising with promises to reschedule.

As soon as he left the bookstore he was in he ran. He couldn’t rely on the taxi drivers and traffic of New York City. He was close to Archie’s apartment anyway.
He heard shouting from down the hallway of their floor, knowing who it was he ran faster. He almost broke the apartment’s door with his need to get in there to his wife.

She was a state. When he picked her up and held her she just crumbled even more saying that she was never meant to be a mother and she had failed him yet again.

The redhead tossed the raven haired man a glance knowing what to do immediately. Jughead picked up his blonde as Archie ran ahead, opening doors and unlocking his car in time for him to gently lay Betty in as soon as he got to it
.
“Go Arch!” Jughead practically shouted as he took Betty in his arms once more, stroking her hair and whispering sweet nothings in her ear in an attempt to reassure her, even though he was crumbling too.

It took ten minutes to get to the hospital. In those ten minutes the trio in the car were all in tears one way or another. Betty was sobbing, Archie’s eyes had glazed over and releasing one or two tears and Jughead had a singular tear, rolling down his left cheek slowly in fear. He couldn’t lose another person he loved. Not again. They had tried so many times in the past, either never conceiving, or there was miscarriage after miscarriage. They were so close on this one. He knew he shouldn’t have built up so much hope, but he did.


Betty was taken into immediate care when they rushed into the reception of the hospital, whisking her away in a wheelchair and leaving Jughead alone to break down into almost nothing. When Betty was no longer in sight, he fell to his knees and sobbed. His black leather wallet he had received as a graduation gift from his father was battered with use because of a simple picture of his little Bug. He kept it in his wallet since he had got it. He traced the outline of his child with his thumb as he cried even more. He often thought that the conversation with his mother in a small phone booth in the small town of Riverdale when he was sixteen was the worst moment of his life. This moment outdid that and any of the other parts of his shitty childhood.

He was drawing attention to himself and he knew it. But in that moment he didn’t care. He got up, finding his strength and asked where Betty would be.
The doctors were still running tests as he approached the room his wife was in but he was allowed in since they weren’t invasive.

“Mr Jones!” Doctor Fletcher called him over wanting to discuss Betty.

“How is she? What’s wrong? Is the baby okay?” He started to bombard the doctor with questions about his family’s health.

“Betty and the baby are both fine.” She started, letting Jughead to take in a breath of relief. “Betty does have Placental Previa, however. Her placenta is lying very low in her uterus lining which caused the bleeding. She’s going to have to be on permanent bed rest for the remainder of her pregnancy and I would like to keep her in overnight for regular observations.”

“Thank you Doctor Fletcher.”

When he returned to Betty’s hospital room, he told her the news, generating a fresh round of tears but this time they were out of happiness.

“When the nurses were hooking me up to all these wires they said they can do another ultrasound scan if we want it. And we could find out the gender.”

“Let’s have the scan. I don’t really want to find out what Bug is, but it’s up to you. You’re the one who’s pregnant.”

“Jughead Jones, I was going to say exactly the same thing.”


Betty was bored, like she was most days. She hated being confined to her bed and not being able to run or go shopping or taking the subway to work. All her life included was sleeping, waking up, eating, watching her TV, eating again, washing and then the cycle repeated. She had watched everything on Netflix, read everything in her library and her kindle.

She had had enough though. She had fought with Jughead for no reason apart from her hormones driving her crazy. It felt like he wouldn’t let her do anything for herself anymore.

The blonde was now seven months into pregnancy and felt like a whale. Her fitness routine was abruptly forgotten on the day of the accident so she felt like she was gaining weight instead of being on course to lose it once she had given birth. Thankfully, she was allowed to get up because she had another check up with Doctor Fletcher.

The couple finally got to the hospital after being stuck in traffic for what seemed like hours. They followed their usual routine, only to find out that Doctor Fletcher was ill and unable to work so a replacement ran the scans for them.
They feeling of seeing their child would never change and with each check-up it was more incredible as the last. Months ago, they had been able to detect their facial features but this time was different.

“She has lovely eyes,” their replacement said in passing. The couple’s eyes widened and locked onto each other with tears gathering in their lids.

“We’re having a girl,” the father-to-be whispered to his wife.

“We’re having a girl.” Betty echoed with more enthusiasm.

Jughead pressed his lips lightly on the blonde’s forehead with so much pride and love. He wanted this moment to stop forever, his feeling of bliss overwhelming his senses.

“Have you felt any movement other than kicking Mrs Jones?” Their replacement doctor asked.

“Not really, but she does kick a lot. Why, may I ask?”

“It looks like she hasn’t started moving her head to face the cervix; still you have plenty of time before she arrives.”


That night, Betty woke up with a sharp pain in her abdomen and wet bedsheets. She shook Jughead awake knowing that it was time. He woke up in a daze, only snapping to life when he saw the same panicked look on Betty’s face as there was four months ago.

Grabbing the hospital bag that had been situated by their front door for over a month and lifting Betty into his arms, he made his short journey to his car and then to the hospital.

The mother-to-be was whisked away in a wheelchair with Jughead following quickly behind them. He only caught a few words but it didn’t sound good.
The doctors on call were going to have to perform an emergency Caesarean section so their daughter would be able to survive.

It was the longest fifteen minutes of his life, not being able to be with Betty. A nurse soon exited the room, passing him sterile clothing and asked him to sterilise his hand before entering the operating theatre.

Betty was so out of it, he let out a small laugh at the sight. He held her hand throughout the procedure only letting go when he heard the soft cry of a new born baby.

The nurses took her to a station to clean her up slightly before handing the new born to her waiting parents. Betty held her first, her bright giddy smile reaching her eyes. Jughead wished he had a camera to capture this moment because it truly was a beautiful scene.

Jughead finally got to hold his daughter when the doctors needed to stitch Betty up. She was so tiny; he could hold her entire head in his large calloused hands. Her fingers were so delicate they would only just be able to wrap around his smallest finger.

He had only once felt such love for a person before and that was when he and Betty confessed their love to one another for the first time. The second was now, gazing on the sleeping features of his daughters face and knowing that he could love no other person the way he would love her, not even Betty.

“Hey little one, I know you’re sleeping right now but I love you so much already and you were only born a couple of minutes ago. I promise to protect you from now until the day I die and no boys until you’re at least 25 because we can’t have anything happen to you can we? We’ve wanted you for so long and you’re finally here. Isn’t that amazing? I love you little one, so so much.“

After mere minutes of holding her, the nurses had taken their daughter away to do some tests on her, making sure she was healthy due to Betty giving birth prematurely.


The family of three were finally in Betty’s hospital room waiting for her to wake up from surgery. The new father was sat in the large chair beside Betty holding his daughter who was sprawled out against his bare chest, going skin to skin.
Archie and Veronica had messaged him saying that they were only a few minutes away from the hospital however the rest of their friends and family would be arriving the next day.

Betty’s tanned hand reached out to stroke the soft head of the sleeping baby girl as soon as she woke up, craving contact with her daughter.

“What are we going to call you, Little Bug?” The blonde cooed as Jughead passed the now awake new born into her mother’s waiting arms.

“What about Juliet?”

“Hello Juliet,” Betty spoke to their daughter, gently rubbing her thumb across her belly. “Mummy and Daddy love you so much. Never Forget that Little Bug.”


(The thing with the eyes really did happen)

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Joker Imagine- Project 6277 PART 5

Originally posted by littletiredgirl

Joker’s P.O.V.

My eyes looked at the clock I had on my office desk. It was almost midnight so I should go and join the party downstairs. I smiled happily. She was perfect for my little project. Too bad idiot John hurt her today. We didn’t want that. The only one who was allowed to leave physical marks on her delicate skin was me and even that would hopefully only be gentle things. Y/N was rather kind. As said she was perfect. This would be easy as long as we’d be in same terms.

I got up and made sure I had bullets in my gun before I walked out of my office. My henchmen were standing silently around the highest floor. They were loyal to me and they knew that one mistake cost them their precious little lives. Before I entered the elevator, I saw that they all were somehow nervous. I squinted my blue eyes at them, but nothing happened. If I found out something was wrong, these pals up here probably know about whatever had happened.

As the elevator took me down, I looked at my reflection in the mirror. My green hair was put well with some gel and I had washed the blood out of my face. I looked great even if I say so myself. So clean and crazy. The elevator doors slid open and I was down. My henchmen nodded at me as they saw me so I walked up to them. Obviously something had happened since they didn’t just do that without a reason.

“She’s not here” A henchman called Michael told me. His voice was a little nervous and I knew he was worried. “What do you mean she’s not here?” I questioned him above the loud music. Some people looked at me wide eyed as others ignored me since they were drunk. “Y/N is not here. No one has seen her in two hours” Michael let me know without stuttering. I felt like my veins would pop any second as anger filled my blood. I didn’t want to believe him. So I clenched my jaw and looked at the bar. I could only see one bartender behind the bar as the others were giving out drinks.

Then I growled and hurried to the man behind the bar. He noticed me and I saw how scared he got. “Where is she?” I hissed angrily and made fear full his eyes. His name tag said Rick. “Are you talking about Y/N sir?” He asked me politely. “Hell yes I am. Where on earth is she?” I spat angrily on the verge of losing my mind. “I’m sorry. I haven’t seen her. She came down a couple hours ago and I haven’t seen her since” Rick told me with a small voice. But he was nearly crapping his pants so I believed him. I hit the bar with my hands and looked around. People were dancing here and drinking, but I couldn’t see Y/N. Where the hell was she? Did she run away from me?

Then I realized that I had cameras all around the place. I hurried back to Michael and stepped right in front of him. “Look at the security footage from two hours. I need you to find her” I demanded rather coldly. Michael nodded and I saw how scared he was of me. I watched as he walked off quickly to solve this riddle called ‘Where’s Y/N’.  If she had ran off, tried to escape, I’m afraid I would have to punish her. I didn’t want to be bad to her, but if she was bad to me, she deserved it.

                                                                                             My eyes were glued on the mannequin in my office. Since our plans moved, they put it back. The costume was made out of fine material, sewn perfectly to fit her. It was beautiful to look at, but it would be even more beautiful on my project here. I had planned everything out in my head. That’s why it would be extremely important that they would find her sorry ass.

“Boss” Michael’s voice broke the silence. I was sitting on the floor with a few knives around me. I was sharpening them all so that’s why they were scattered on the floor. I looked at Michael’s black sunglasses angrily. “There’s something you need to see” He let me know and handed me a tablet. I grabbed it harshly and then looked at the screen. He had recorded the security footage and I saw Y/N in the video. She was outside innocently about to grab the glasses from a table. A man dressed in black walked up to her and wrapped his arm around her.

I could see how startled Y/N was even tho the quality sucked.  She tried to escape, but the man yanked her hair roughly. It made my blood boil from anger. I watched as he had pushed her into a black car and they drove off. Bad for him I saw the license plate. Why the hell had someone taken Y/N away?! “We found an address connected to the car” Michael let me know. My eyes moved from the screen to him. “Give it to me. Grab two guys and we’re going there” I growled and stood up. “Of course boss” Michael nodded and hurried out. I stretched my neck and arms and felt anger flowing through my body.

Whoever the guy was, he would be fucking sorry for ruining my plans with Y/N tonight. They were important after all. So I walked out the room and put on my purple coat. Michael was waiting for me with two henchmen, Jordan and Kyle. I nodded at them so they would follow me. We were all armed. Michael told us the address and I already knew where to go. The address wasn’t so far away from the factories. It was in the rich neighbourhood of Gotham where sorry ass people lived.

“When we get there, find Y/N. Don’t let her escape. You may only use a little force to hold her back if needed. If you hurt her, I will shoot you” I told the guys as we got in the elevator. I heard three 'yes sir’s and it pleased me. These were my trusted henchmen. They never took my word for granted and I really hoped that Y/N wouldn’t either. To be honest I was already keen to her. Whoever the guy was would be very sorry for yanking her hair like that and pushing her into that ugly car.

                                                          In less than a quarter we were in front of the house that the address belonged to. I saw the car parked onto the lawn and even one of the doors were open. So I got out of my car with my three henchmen walking behind me. The house had two floors and it was white. It was outside the heart of the city, but we could still see all the city buildings from the neighbourhood. So we got behind the door and I noticed that the damn fool had left it open. “Is he drunk or something?” I whispered as we walked inside. As soon as we got inside, I smelled alcohol strongly in the dirty air. Things were sprawled all across the carpeted floor and I was sure this guy had troubles.

Then I heard a sob coming from ahead of us. We all walked closer and then I heard glass being broken. “The next time it will hit you!” A man yelled angrily. I grabbed my special made gun and then walked to the mess. I saw a living room that was completely trashed. In the  middle of everything I saw a man with a dirty black hoodie and jeans. On the floor I saw a crying woman covered in blood and bruises.

Suddenly my eyes widened. It was Y/N!

“You’re such a whore..You’re sleeping with a damn ugly clown man” The drunken man hissed and it angered my henchmen as well. “I would not say that if I were you” I cleared my throat and walked up to the man. He turned around the same second as I hit his face with my gun. He covered his nose with his bloody hands immediately. Then I nodded and my henchmen attacked him. I let them take care of that sad loser and I turned to Y/N who could barely keep her eyes open.

The sight made me feel strange even tho I had seen gore and blood for years now.

Y/N had a black eye. Her clothes were ripped off and she was wearing her underwear and her jeans that were by her ankles. She had bruises around her neck, shaped as fingerprints. She could barely keep her eyes open, especially the one that was swollen and bruised. Shards of glass had cut her skin on her shoulders and arms. She was covered in wounds and there was a large bruise on her ribs. I just stared at her in shock. I couldn’t imagine that something this bad could happen to her.

“Y/N” I said her name softly and suddenly she moved her eyes up to me. They were red from crying that I had already seen once. “D-Don’t..” She whimpered weakly in fear as I tried to touch her. I didn’t intend to hurt her, but she was completely taken by fear. It made me so angry. I had an amazing plan for tonight but this asshole had ruined everything. How did he dare to hurt 6277 like this?!

“Michael, help her into a better position” I demanded and turned to look at my men. Michael nodded and hurried to Y/N. I stared at the pig that was being held against the wall by my other two men. I loaded my gun and looked into his ugly small eyes. The man that thought he had been so tough looked like a ghost. His skin got pale as he saw me.

“Who the fuck are you?” I hissed angrily and pointed my gun against him. “Y/N’s boyfriend” He spat some blood. I’m glad he had gotten a punch. Confusion washed over me. She told me she didn’t have a boyfriend. “Well at least not anymore you pile of trash” I growled and hit his face with my gun. His nose cracked and I knew I broke it this time. Tears stung the man’s eyes and I knew he was blinded by the pain. “You fucking idiot clown” The man gasped with a harsh voice. I moved my finger in a no motion.

Tsk tsk, I would want to watch my mouth if I were you” I warned him and then smiled. His eyes got filled with fear. He would die tonight. I put my hands on his shoulders and then hit his crotch hard with my knee. He yelled out in pain, but I just repeated smashing his most sensitive parts with my leg. “NO! STOP! PLEASE!” He was bagging in raw pain. It was like music to my ears. “This is for hurting Y/N” I let him know and then hit his forehead with the gun. He was crying by now and I enjoyed the sight.

“If I had nowhere to go, I would stay here to play with you, but I need to go” I sighed and then pressed the tip of my gun under his chin. He tried to beg for mercy, but I pulled my trigger and then a loud bang echoed in the house. The bullet pierced through his skull and life escaped his eyes like an exploded light. I smiled and stepped back. My henchmen let him go and the numb body fell onto the floor. I blew the smoke out of my gun and put it in my pocket. Then I turned back to Y/N who was now on her back with a pillow under her head. Michael had covered her barely clothed chest with a blanket he had found from the couch.

I wasn’t sure if the asshole had been her boyfriend or not, but I still felt sorry. And I thought I was the bad guy here..

I leaned down and carefully wrapped my arms under her body. Then I picked her up in my arms bridal style. At that point I didn’t really care if I got blood on my clothes. Y/N was mine, even tho we weren’t in a relationship.She was my bartender, my project and we had plans tonight. Even tho I hated to admit it, I didn’t like to see her in pain. After watching her for months from afar, making sure she was perfect for this little project, I had grown very keen into this woman. This was simply unfair towards her.

PART 6

Country Roads, Take me Home: Chapter 4

Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Reader, Beth (OC)
Word Count: 2,605
Warnings: Dean being bad at giving advice, Sam being hardheaded, the reader being oblivious, and Beth pointing out the obvious. Some language.
A/N: This is chapter four of Country Roads, so if you’d like to catch up, chapter 1 is here, chapter 2 is here, and chapter 3 is here! This was written for @ravengirl94′s 1.5 K follower challenge. So a disclaimer: I know a lot about TALA, but there’s a lot that I can’t find so I’m trying to be as accurate as possible. (FYI, the ballroom conversation is accurate as far as what it was used for…so just keep that in mind. lol)

This was beta’d by my lovelies @pinknerdpanda: “mmmmhmmmmm to all of this. It is hard not to notice a man like Sam Winchester.” And @trexrambling: “This implies that things can be taken out of pants at a later point in time…” Thank you so much for all your help and your hilarious commentary. <3

I have added a secondary aesthetic since we have finally arrived at the asylum. All photos were taken by me, and I also made the aesthetic. I hope you enjoy! As always, tags are at the bottom and if you’d like to be added, please let me know. :)

I slowly woke up to the impressive facade of Trans-Allegheny as Dean drove cautiously down the long driveway to the mostly empty parking lot. As odd as it seemed, I felt more at home here than I did at my actual home. I’d always loved Trans-Allegheny. The architecture was beautiful; large, open common spaces, extravagant windows on the entrance so that the light could come through, throwing rainbows across the main hall, and spacious wings that stretched for acres. Although it eventually was horribly overcrowded, the original idea had been that the patients needed that space and light to help heal, instead of just shutting them away. I’d always kind of felt bad for the building, as weird as it sounded. The building itself didn’t deserve the stigma; it was the people that ran it and the practices they kept.

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“You’ve gotta clean the stone first.”

Excuse me, I know what I’m doing. I’m the one that almost became an engineer in this room.”

Cabbie/illegal tinker Mark and newspaper boy with a part-time job Jack. If you’ve seen the old steampunk sketch of these two I did a loooooong time ago, you know what I’m up to. 

I actually don’t even know if this is steampunk. this is more like neo-steampunk, or a bad mix of sci-fi and victorian fashion. 

Bonus process GIF, even though almost nothing have changed since the last one: 

Ahn Hyung Seob Talks About His Toughest Moment On “Produce 101 Season 2” And How He Overcame It

“It’s an honor to be given the nickname ‘Pick Me’ boy. It’s a song I always listened to do make myself feel better, and I got to claim that as my nickname.”

This is what Ahn Hyung Seob, who came in at 16th place in “Produce 101 Season 2,” had to say about one of his most memorable moments on the show. The judges turned the song on to get the atmosphere hyped, and while everyone else was just dancing along in their seats, Ahn Hyung Seob rushed on staged and showed off his moves, gaining him a big following from the very beginning.

When asked what pushed him to collect the courage and rush up on stage, the trainee said, “I hadn’t planned it or anything, I just got really into it in the moment. I read comments that said, ‘He knows how to secure screen time for himself,’ but back then, I didn’t even know what screen time was.”

When asked what pushed him to collect the courage and rush up on stage, the trainee said, “I hadn’t planned it or anything, I just got really into it in the moment. I read comments that said, ‘He knows how to secure screen time for himself,’ but back then, I didn’t even know what screen time was.”

However, the trainee also faced one of the toughest times of his life on the show as well. After seeing his rankings drop following his performance of “Get Ugly,” his look of disappointment was met with a flood of malicious comments.

Ahn Hyung Seob said, “That was my toughest moment. I just tried to accept what I did wrong and do my best to not repeat the same mistake. But hearing so many bad things being said to me was hard to deal with. I was even scared to go on set to record the next episode. I had never cried before while on the show, but that day, I called my parents and cried. Everything was so scary to me and I wanted to run away.”

He also stated, “It was during that time that I got a lot of great advice from the other trainees. On the day of the next performances, I was feeling really down, but Kwon Hyun Bin came and told me to cheer up, and Jang Moon Bok came up to me after the performance and told me not to let the comments drag me down. Thanks to them, I was able to overcome that hurdle.”

Not only was Ahn Hyung Seob known for his reactions during the show, but his determination shined throughout the show as well. Though he was first told by the trainer Lee Seok Hoon that he had no talent in singing, he persisted and worked hard to improve his singing skills, to the point that Lee Seok Hoon was surprised by his transformation.

When asked when he thinks he will debut, Ahn Hyung Seob said that he wasn’t sure, but he’d try to make it as soon as possible. Until then, he’ll be greeting fans through various variety shows like tvN’s “Taxi” and OnStyle’s “Get It Beauty 2017.”He also added that he’s working on a great signature that he can use at fan events once he does make his debut.

To conclude, Ahn Hyung Seob said, “I’m proud of my rankings on ‘Produce 101 Season 2’ because I never thought I’d get so far. I saw the ads that fans prepared for me and it really motivates me to push harder and do my best. I’m as happy as the characters in the stories I read when I was a kid, and it’s a feeling I can’t put into words. I will continue to work hard and never forget how I’m feeling right now.”

Credits/Source: Soompi.com

anonymous asked:

I think Marvel fans (including me) need to be honest and admit that almost all recent Marvel movies, with the exception of a few, suffer from severe pacing and structural problems. These movies are literally trailers for other movies.

Like, look, I honestly have no problem giving credit where it’s due! Black Panther looks awesome and I fully intend to watch and enjoy Spider-Man: Homecoming whenever it comes to Netflix, and Thor: Ragnarok looks cool (although honestly I’m probably not going to see it given that I don’t really want to watch Thor 1 or 2), but the fact remains that right now DC movies have to blow The Dark Knight out of the water continuously from the moment they’re announced or else they’re branded Hot Garbage up to 2-3 years before they’re released, and then when they’re finally released they need to be Wonder Woman levels of good to even be recognized as passable

Meanwhile, Marvel continually does this thing where they release the most generic posters imaginable, and we get “just give it a chance! it’s just a poster!” and then they release a trailer that teases action sequences and fight scenes and how many other Marvel characters will have a cameo, basically everything except the actual plot of the movie, and when people aren’t adequately excited we get the same “just give it a chance!” line, and then the movie comes out and it’s Civil War or Guardians of the Galaxy levels of mediocre and forgettable and everyone pretends it’s the new gold standard for superhero media for the next eight months before the cycle starts another round

And like, I pretty genuinely don’t get why the movies that have some production value and offer some new insight into the genre while matching the source material perfectly in both tone and content, changing only what needs to be changed to translate it from Comic to Screen, at least ¾ of which can be watched and understood without having seen any of the others, are viewed as these big failures even though they’re setting box office records and are (believe it or not) generally liked by audiences, even if the majority of critics are giving bad reviews that start with “I knew I was going to hate this movie when I walked into it” and end with “maybe it should have been more like Guardians Of The Galaxy,” but Marvel’s biggest flops still get their praises sung like Stan Lee has blackmail dirt on everyone. 

I pretty genuinely don’t get it, and honestly, it gets tiring to constantly be urged by everyone I encounter to go see a new movie that won’t make sense unless I’ve already seen seven separate otherwise unrelated movies and also have kept up with five different TV shows, two of which center on characters you couldn’t pay me to care about, and then I get yelled at if I didn’t “get” or like it because I didn’t watch 29 hours of insubstantial movies just to get the Full Experience. I’m just trying to watch a damn movie, I’m not trying to Collect Them All over here. 

Which is another thing that gets me about these MCU movies– the ones that look good to me are mostly things like Black Panther, Captain Marvel, stuff that isn’t gonna require me to do all sorts of homework just to make heads or tails of it. I don’t need every movie to be a complex maze of easter eggs, cameos, and crossovers. Sometimes I just want to watch a story about the superheroes. I’d really like to just see Captain America or Thor or whoever just do a story about them, not every single film needs to be “The Entire Marvel Universe: The Motion Picture.”