can i just say, i’m really really proud of mark? he’s only 17 and he’s already being looked up to by singers and celebrities much older than him and based on the preview for snowball project you can tell he’s having so much fun and being so happy on the show making music and having the opportunity to make new friends. i’m very happy for him and i’m glad he’s getting the recognition he deserves, this boy is pure gold
Jeff Deserved B
Jeff Deserved Be
Jeff Deserved Bet
Jeff Deserved Bett
Jeff Deserved Bette
Jeff Deserved Better.
JEFF DESERVED BETTER.
Y'all people are honestly despicable. We ask you to protect him and y'all disrespect the fuck out of this angel. THIS IS NOT OKAY!!! WHAT IF HE ACTUALLY WAS SUCCESSFUL?!?! Then what would y'all say I’m sorry. No It’s all the stress he has been put under to try and make y'all happy but y'all repay him by disrespecting him. Not appreciating his talent, constantly putting him down and worst of all belittling his worth to make yourselves feel better. I am honestly disgusted that it took this much. And for people to actually try to start saying something. And I can bet that it’s not going to change. YOU NEED TO STOP PUTTING OUR IDOLS DOWN CAUSE THEY WORK TO DAMN HARD TO BE TREATED LIKE THIS!!! Honesty this k-community is supposed to be accepting and loving but it’s just filled with fan wars and hate seeking people. And this isn’t the only idol this is just one that hit us so bad. And this community just ignores it and calls them weak when they are not. I would none of this on anyone. Just pray for TOP and send him all the love it’s the least yall can do to help my baby.
there’s something that i’ve been thinking about, that i’m sure someone somewhere else has already vocalized better but…
let’s talk about how much of a hero zevran is, and how much he doesn’t realize it.
in dialogue with him, he mentions that the crows bought him as a child to start training him. and later, if you take him into the fade his dream is of him being tortured as a part of his training. now, while zevran processes his own trauma by being very blunt and blase about it, there’s no reason to believe that this wasn’t the status quo for most of the crows.
in fact i imagine they have a habit of recruiting elven children in particular, because elves are so often looked down on and ignored in most cities. makes it a lot easier to hear things they’re not supposed to, and get close to people.
but zevran is also the first member of the antivan crows (that i know about at least) to actively abandon them. now, arguably, at first he does it because he fails his mission to kill the warden. he can’t go back to them in disgrace, or they’ll kill him outright. but then you get to denerim, where taleisan (sp?) offers zev the chance to kill the warden then and there, and come back.
and what does he do? regardless of whether you romanced him, if you and zev were friends he refuses. and it’s not a practical decision, but purely emotional; the warden is his friend, is someone he cares greatly about, who he’s witnessed doing great and amazing and wonderful things even in the midst of the blight. zev realized that there was more to life than just killing people for money, that the crows didn’t need to control him, and he can make his own choices.
and instead of just cutting all ties with the crows, when it would be easier to avoid them, he turns and takes the fight back to them. sends a message point blank that they can no longer control them, he won’t allow it.
now, imagine how that must seem to the other crows, to the other kids that were taken from similar or worse situations, the ones that had to be broken and reshaped into a new tool designed to serve whatever purpose the crows set for them. some of the crows thrive, and become quite well renown and wealthy, but not all of them viewed it as a smart career move.
but they learn about what zevran has done, and it gives them the courage to leave the crows as well. it shows them that they can have choices too, they’re real, and alive, and their existence has an intrinsic value.
like, yes zev is a hero because he was there to stop the blight. but to those few ex-crows, he’s so much more. he’s a hero because he was one of them, and he had the courage to break away, to take his life into his own hands.
so just imagine one day zevran meets another of those ex-crows, and they’re in awe of him, so grateful, and just “you’re my hero”
if your still doing requests, could you do a fic where Jughead is a serpent and goes to Southside high and Betty is head cheerleader at riverdale and is dating Chuck? thanks and I love your writing!
Jughead held the rag to his nose, cursing under his breath as his friends all tended to their injuries. They had been jumped, absolutely wrecked by some Riverdale goonies in Blue and Yellow Letterman Jackets. Jughead recognized them instantly when they ran onto the Southside Basketball courts, Chuck Clayton leading the way as he and his idiotic, brain dead jock teammates face off against The younger generation of he Southside Serpents, a notorious gang in the darker parts of Riverdale.
Neither side had won the fight, both groups of boys going home with some serious injuries, however they had stolen his Leather Jacket and he was fairly pissed about that.
“I’ll kill them” a burly boy named Dean stated, spitting tobacco on the ground as he cracked his knuckles, nursing a seriously bruised cheek.
“We have to retaliate, maybe hit up that Diner they’re always going too.“A dirty teenager shouted from the back.
Beside him his closest friend and fellow Serpent ,Keith, rolled his eyes, elbowing Jughead with an exasperated shrug.
Jughead shook his head, wincing as he removed the rag
“We’ll get them back, but for now…we make them wait.. they’ll be waiting for us. Make them shake a bit” he said simply, as the other boys nodded in agreement. The Serpents always listened to Jughead, he was the voice of reason
And with his father being the gang leader he had somewhat of a pull.
There was a soft knock on the door, all of the boys went quiet as it slowly opened, revealing the one thing no one was expecting.
In walked an incredibly beautiful, blonde teenaged girl, her long hair pulled tightly in a ponytail and her shiny green eyes looking nervously around the bar, she had on a floral blue skirt and a clean white sweater, considering the fact that it was definitely over eighty degrees the choice of top confused Jughead, she stepped forward a nervous smile gracing her perfect heart shaped lips. She had a familiar leather jacket clenched in her hands and she seemed taken aback by everyone staring at her
“Umm hello. I’m so sorry to interrupt but I have something to return.”
Even her voice was soft like cotton. She held out the leather jacket to the group
“I found this in my boyfriends car, I know it doesn’t belong to him so I thought I would bring it back on my own.” She looked around, waiting for someone to claim it, her fingers twitching.
Snapping out of his daze Jughead walked towards the gorgeous blonde.
“That’s mine, your boyfriends an asshole” he said simply, standing before her and gently taking the jacket, his eyes fluttering closed for a second as he inhaled the fresh vanilla and peach that wafted off of her.
“You have no idea” she smiled sadly, something in her eyes made Jughead want to reach for her, grab her and wrap her up. “I’m so sorry about this, he just.. he gets that way sometimes, Chuck should never have taken your things and he definitely should never have attacked you all.” She looked around, her sad green eyes growing more desperate by the second, he wanted to make her feel better, something he wasn’t used to feeling. Jughead jones didn’t care about anyone but himself and his gang.
“It’s not your fault he’s a dick” he said monotone .
He saw a glint of something in her eyes as she giggled and he felt a tiny bit of pride for being the one to put it there. She coughed a bit and nearly every Serpent ran towards her, shoving beers in her face.
“Oh!” She exclaimed, smiling at the gesture
“That’s very sweet, but I’m okay.” She coughed again and this time Keith pushed his beer a bit too fast, spilling most of it on her sleeves, Jughead shoved his friend away from the blonde and then rest of the Serpents shouted at him, smacking him upside the head
“That’s okay!” She laughed, an honest to god happy laugh “it’s just some beer” she rolled up her sleeves to her elbows and Jughead had to bite back the hiss at what he saw. Her arms were covered in purple and blue bruises, fingerprint shaped marks littered her wrists and by the collective growl he knew the other boys had seen it too. He was going to kill Chuck Clayton.
The Serpents didn’t make the best decisions but one thing they didn’t tolerate was abuse to any woman, especially this gorgeous angel.
Her eyes went wide and she began pulling her sleeves down
“Well, once again I want to apologize for my classmates behavior. I’d like to say it won’t happen again, but when you make Chuck Clayton mad.. well there’s really nothing you can do.” She shrugged helplessly as she headed towards the door, waving slightly to the people she passed.
When she was almost at the door Jughead looked up to see each and every Serpent looking at him with threatening eyes.
“Go after her you dumbass” dean whispered loudly.
Rolling his eyes Jughead headed for the door just in time to catch her before she stepped into her black minivan.
“Hey!” He called, causing her to spin around.
“Is everything okay?” She asked, concerned.
“Everything’s fine, you just didn’t tell me your name.” He smirked, pulling his leather jacket on and sticking a cigarette into his mouth.
Betty stared at him, that same glint he had seen a few moments ago back in her eyes. She plucked the cigarette from his mouth, popping it into her pocket and beaming
“My names Betty Cooper, I’ll see you around…?” she trailed off, waiting for him to fill in the blank.
“Jughead. Jughead Jones” he answered, still in awe of the angel in front of him.
“Okay. I’ll see you around… Jughead Jones.” With that, she got in her car and drove towards her personal hell. Riverdale, the town with pep.
Meanwhile Jughead was staring at her retreating car, his face stuck in a stupid grin.
Keith and Dean came up behind him, calling for the other Serpents.
“So.. what’s her name?” Dean asked as the low mumble of the Serpents came from behind him.
“It’s Betty.. Betty Cooper. Maybe you were right, maybe we should pay the diner a friendly visit sooner than I thought.” He said, his eyes hardening at the thought of Betty’s “boyfriend”
You want a war Chuck Clayton? You got one. And this time?