everything will not be okay

anonymous asked:

Concept: Royai foster parents au. Ed lives with them first until they find out that he was separated from Al when they were little, so Mustang pulls some strings and they manage to get Al as well.

Concept: Me, laying in a puddle of my own tears as quiet sobs wrack my body, clutching this ask to my chest because of its beauty and perfection.

today was mostly good why do i still want to cry

Look at Me (Jughead x Reader)

Prompt: hii!! can i have a jughead x reader where the reader and jughead are dating and the reader feels like she comes second to jughead and his writing all the time and she confronts him about it ? thank you!!

A/N: I did a lot of thinking about this! I changed it a tiny bit but I hope I did it justice for you! It is a bit long but I didn’t have the heart to make it any smaller.

Look At Me (Jughead x Reader)

You knew what you were getting into when you and Jughead started dating. You were best friends for years before. With Jason’s death and all the dark secrets around Riverdale, Jughead wanted to capture everything.

You were okay with it at first. It was his way of coping. He was a writer at heart. He needed this project. He needed answers.

But then other secrets kept popping up. Which meant more writing on that novel of his. Of course you understood but you were jealous.

Your ‘dates’ were mainly at Pop’s and it usually ended with Jug typing away while you stared out the window.


That was another thing that bothered you.

Jug used to at least try to keep conversation going between you two. But now? Nothing.

If you tried, all you got was silence. Or even worse. The little “mhm” or “yeah”. You knew he wasn’t listening.


You turned your gaze away from the depressing view outside and shook your head to collect your thoughts.

“I’m going to grab another milkshake. Do you want anything?” You sighed as Jug continues on like you hadn’t said a thing. “I guess not.”

Walking away from the silence that was driving you mad, you slid onto a stool by the bar.

“What can I get ya, (Y/N)?” Veronica’s mom smiles as she finishes wiping off the counter.

“Another shake please.” You glanced at Jug. “To go.” You needed to talk to the girls.

“Of course, Sweetie.”

Rolling your eyes, you know he won’t even acknowledge you left.


“So wait, he doesn’t even talk to you?” Ronnie crosses her arms. “Who even does that?”

Betty just sighs. “I don’t get it. He rarely writes when all of us are there?”

“Yeah cause all he does with me is write. I don’t know how much of this I can take. I just feel like he prefers his writing over me? Hell I feel like he prefers everything over me.” Tears start to form in your eyes.

Betty reaches over and hugs you tight. “That can’t be true. He cares for you.”

A tear escape as your voice breaks a little.

“I just feel like he doesn’t even look at me anymore now that we are dating.” You took a shaky breath. “Maybe we should go back to just being best friends?”

“No no no no.” Ronnie and Betty shake their heads.

“You love him too much!”

“But he won’t even speak to me half of the time! I know he cares a lot about his novel but I thought he’d care for me too?” Sobs hit you like bricks.

Betty and Ronnie share a look as they wrap their arms around your shaking figure.


“JUGHEAD JONES THE THIRD.” Veronica screams as she enters the diner with Betty right behind her.

He jumps and glances at the two angry girls standing in front of him.

“What?” He glances back down at the laptop in front of him.

“Oh no You don’t.” Ronnie reaches over and snatches it from his reach.

“Hey! What the hell?” Jug glares at her as she slams it shut and gives it to Betty.

“You’re such an asshole.”

He rolls his eyes. “Thanks. I try. Now Can I have my laptop?”

“No. Not until you make (Y/N) feel less like shit.” Ronnie glares right back.

Jug’s face blanks for a minute.

“What are you talking about?”

Betty shoves Ronnie down into the other side of the booth and sits down next to her.

“She thinks you don’t care for her anymore. That all you care about is your novel. She’s spent the past two hours crying to us. Juggie. (Y/N)’s thinking about maybe you guys would be happier if you stopped dating and went back to being friends.”

Silence filled the booth.

“I gotta go.” Without another glance, Jug ran from Pop’s to go find you.

“Ronnie? He forgot his laptop.” B grins at the girl next to her.


You step out of the bathroom with a towel to your face when you hear someone banging on your front door.

You drop the towel and make your way to the door.

“Jug?” You opened it to find your boyfriend breathless and looking very upset.

“(Y/n). Is it true?”

You step aside and let him in. “What are you on about?”

“I talked to Bets and Ronnie.” He leans against the wall and looks down at his hands.


“Yeah oh.”

You huff and cross your arms. “And what do you want me to say, Jug? That what I said to them wasn’t true? I’d be lying, Juggie.”

He bit his cheek and thought for a moment.

“I’ll admit I write a lot more when I’m around you. But I have my reasons (Y/N).”

“I don’t care that you write around me! I just want you to give me some attention. I want you to actually look at me every once and a while. It’s like you pretend I’m not even here more than half the time.” Your eyes get blurred by tears.

“(Y/N), what are you on about? I’m constantly looking at you. Ask anyone whose been around us. Most of the time, you’re staring out the window or drawing.” He huffs. “And don’t think I didn’t notice that you disappeared earlier today.”

Your eyes widen.

“(Y/N). I care about you more than anything else. You are all I have left. I know I’m not the best boyfriend but I’m new to this. You know that. You just have to talk to me about it. Okay?” Jug leans over and pulls you in for a tight hug.

You wrap your arms around his torso and sigh.

“Now. I’m thinking Movies and I’ll even let you cuddle me. How does that sound?”

You grin. “Will you look at me the whole time?”

He presses his lips against your forehead. “I always do.”

I have stopped being a person in favor of being more of a concept with a vague humanoid shape that is only held together by a shirt and tie

me in 2015: yeah this is my year! everything’s going well, my mental health is manageable and itll be okay!

me in 2017:

Anxiety/Morality headcanon

Morality and Anxiety are home alone one day.

They’re both just doing there thing in the living room, Anxiety reading and Morality alternating from playing with Anxiety’s hair and watching whatever’s on TV.

Anxiety sighs suddenly, drops his book on the ground and drops his head back against Morality’s chest.

Morality can tell something’s wrong, and ask what’s up

He’s surprised when Anxiety comes completely clean, no hesitance and no avoiding the question.

“I’m tired,” Anxiety tells him. His voice is flat, his facial expression remains neutral, yet there’s obvious tears in the corner of his eyes, “I’m so tired. Everything is just-” He has to squeeze his eyes shut, but tears still fall “-It’s all too much. I can’t keep pretending everything’s okay. I’m not okay.”

Morality is amazed, hurt, and sad all at once, and he pulls the other to him while his own tears begin to form.

“I don’t know what to always do,” Morality says, “But, I know it sometimes like the world is too big for oneself. But you have to remember it’s not just you. Maybe you can’t get help for everything, some things you have to face alone. but, know that if those things ever become to strong, you can always come back to us, and we will help you where we can. And we will bring you back to you, and we will be there for you no matter the outcome. Just remember, whenever you think you’re alone, we’re standing next to you.”

When everyone comes home, they find the lights out, TV static a hum in the background

And Morality and Anxiety asleep on the couch, together.

Days (already published on my tumblr)

There are days…

I wake up in the morning with a tune in my head
A warm, sweet tune that helps me get out of bed.
A tune that actually makes me anticipate the day.
A tune that makes me believe everything is okay.

There are days…
I wake up in the morning with another tune in my head.
I wonder why this tune tells me to stay in bed.
This tune, so early, already makes me hate the day,
reminding me that nothing is really ever okay.

There are days…

I love walking with my head held up high
as I watch the clouds and rays of light pass me by.
I remember nothing except the moment I am in
as I hurriedly try to grab everything that life is offering.

There are days…

I’m not sure how to walk without looking at the ground
as I avoid any contact and try not to make a sound.
I remember everything with a lump in my throat
as I walk slowly… I think I need a life boat.

There are some days I like and some days I hate,
days I love food and days I can’t even look at the plate.

There are days filled with beauty and days, oh, so bland,
days filled with joy and days left unplanned.

The sun sets, I lay in bed as I say,
“Regardless, I know tomorrow will be a better day.” 



 Review : The contrast between emotions is strong in this piece, and I think that’s what makes it so powerful. I also love how it ends on a positive note. Beautiful write! Keep on writing ❤



OKAY GUYS HEAR ME OUT. I KNOW YOU’RE THINKING “ugh not one of her stupid kirby theories again” BUT PLEASE YOU GOTTA HEAR ME OUT ON THIS.

You know how people believe Dark Matter is REALLY GIANT and towers over freaking everything? While I believe it’s okay to headcanon that, I would like to disprove that this is true in canon.

Okay so look here:

You see that Dedede and Dark Matter’s sprites in Kirby’s Dream Land 2 compared together makes Dark Matter appear to be the taller one. But if you notice, all that extra height on Dark Matter is actually because of 1) The cape, and 2) The hair. Seriously, who counts someone’s hair and outfit as part of the person’s height? Say like someone wears high heeled shoes, measuring them with the shoes on will give a very inaccurate result. So what happens when we subtract the height of Dark Matter’s hair and cape in the sprite?

BOOM. Dark Matter is indeed shorter than Dedede. In conclusion, Dark Matter is very small. Thank you and goodnight. 

zayne10  asked:

Hey, I just want to ask, is everything okay? We haven't heard anything from you for a long while. I miss seeing your art :D Reply whenever you can Thank you :D

Oh gosh, thank you for your concern!

Long story short, my life kinda slammed into a metaphorical wall the first week of January and I’ve been recouping emotionally from it on top of starting a new job as well as taking on more responsibilities in our local 501st chapter.

My emotional state is only NOW starting to finally get back to normal and I’ve finally drawn for the first time in nearly two months just this week.

I’ve got some conventions scheduled to sell at this year so you will DEFINITELY be seeing some art soon! :)

Awwww, Thank you Rebecca for the cup of tea donation! <3 ( I’ll say that’s more of a bag of tea at that point! :D ) 

You are most sweet!

About my nephew : He’s doing fantastic, a very calm baby for now! My little sister is having some health issues tho , so I wish for a fast recovery for her! I’ll go visit again soon to make sure everything’s okay ~ 

lyydiasmartin  asked:

what's your favorite seasons from greatest to least in terms of stydia :)

HMMMMM this is an interesting question damn. I feel like there is like no right answer for this because each season means so much to me in different ways shit! also even tho something is ranked like 7 out of 8, i still hella love it so????

1. season 6a ?? i mean this is kind of given welp
2. season 3b - 3x15 owns my ass okay // 3x18, 3x14, 3x13, 3x24, 3x22, fuck 
3. season 3a - EMOTIONAL TETHER
4. season 5b - i mean.. 5x16?!!?!? 5x20?? 5x14?!?!?!
5. season 2 - 2x11 and 2x12 are everything to me, also 2x03, damn i love this season 
6. season 4 - okay so despite them being sort of distant here, there are like some great stuff here?? 4x09 and 4x06 namely 
7. season 5a - 504 / 505 namely !! some looks, banters, lots of good stuff
8. season 1 - I didn’t actively ship them here so that’s my reasoning !! although like.. ‘started from the bottom now we’re here’ is definitely playing in my mind right now

I’ll probably change my mind in legit like 1 minute.

ask my “what’s your favourite…”