What's your opinion on this robot harry?For me it's so annoying he can't even pretend to be excited for his own tour, his social media presence is such a turn off
Well I’m sort of digging myself a grave with this one, but since I haven’t seen a post I can fully agree with, here we go. Disclaimer, I actually study this at uni. I was the Social Media Manager for the planning and putting together of a fashion show, on all platforms. I just handed in last month a 6-months marketing plan that was based around social media promo. So I do have a bit of knowledge in this area. I am by no means an expert, but this is my future field of choice, so I like to think I’m at least educated.
The situation isn’t as black and white as people have put it so far. All I’ve seen is “he’s horrible at engaging with fans” and “he doesn’t own you shit so stop complaining”. The answer is a very big grey area in which Harry’s actual social media presence fits perfectly in my opinion. First of all, there’s two main templates we studied for marketing purposes this year, Gaynor Lea Greenwood’s promotion suggestions (2009) and Burcher (2013)’s Paid, Owned and Earned media concept. Long story short, the first one is your traditional marketing campaign and the second one relies more on social media and advertising on it. Now, I think Harry’s team went for the more traditional approach, and let me explain why.
Harry started distancing himself more and more from twitter and Instagram ever since the hiatus started.Even before, during OTRA and MITAM promo, most of his tweets were promo stuff, lyrics I’m not sure we fully understand even now, charity work, promoting friends or tweeting about holidays/important days or events. His fan interaction has been low for quite a while, and I’m honestly baffled people are acting like this is news. Looking through his Twitter in 2015, there are some tweets to fans, yes, but they’re very sparse.I counted about 12 in 5 months, most of them in September, when Perfect came out, and around the release of MITAM.His tweets were mostly thanks to fans for various awards and nominalisation, promoting the songs/album, some lyrics and, without fail, after every concert he tweeted a thank you for coming.
It felt more personal than what we have now (tho in all honesty, his tour hasn’t started yet and if we eliminate the OTRA tweets it’s already a different story), but Robot Harry has been a thing then, and people were riding along with it instead of condemning it to the extent they do now.But, the thing is, Harry didn’t have the entire burden of engaging with the fanbase like he has now.Louis, Niall and Liam always took turns in taking the lead in replying to fans and interacting with them, which allowed Harry to do his part and everyone was mostly happy.
And yet, I personally don’t feel this frustration many people feel. I think it’s quite interesting actually. A bold move that wouldn’t work for other artist whose career relies on people who live and breathe social media (maybe Beyonce or Adele, but they are in another league). I was very intrigued by Harry’s statement in the Behind the album video, in which he said that there was a time in his life when people knew everything about him, and he didn’t like it.He has been overexposed since 2012, his personal life splashed across tabloids, fake relationship or not.And now he disappeared for a year (and has been retreating into himself for at least 2) and he wrote this mysterious™ album, trying to see if people can listen and understand it without knowing much about the current him. In this context, having an album that surrounds itself in mystery and then doing 4 Q&As on twitter and 3 livestreams sends…extremely contradictory messages. I can, and will fault his team for presenting a dual image of Harry that sometimes makes 0 sense, for handling a lot of things so poorly, and for the entire Carolina mess, but I will say that his social media fits this old school mysterious rockstar image they’re showing of him. I also think his actual reason is very personal and very real, and I respect the fact that he didn’t compromise this choice he made for promo purposes.
His promo relied on more traditional channels. TV and radio appearances, print magazines, and most importantly, the secret gigs. Now, I’m sorry, but I felt entirely more connected to Harry running across London at 8AM in my pyjamas than by any twitter spree he’ll ever do. I never did this before. This reminded me of the stories my dad told me, of queuing up for days in front of the box office so he’d get the tickets when they went on sale. It was very old school and it worked for me. It was a phenomenal experience, something I will never forget. And he did this for us. All profits went to charity, he didn’t do this for money. And while I know this was for a few selected cities and a handful of lucky fans, it was intimate and it was special and I think everyone, regardless if they were there, or vicariously living through pics and videos, felt a connection to Harry. We got emotional on his behalf when he sang with his idol on stage 2 weeks later, you don’t do that for someone you have no connection to.
Now, the actual reason I’m happy with what we’ve got is that it is genuine from my POV. Liam is the perfect candidate for a comparison, since he also took a bit of a break from social media (not as heavy as Harry’s, but he definitely wasn’t as active as Louis or Niall) and his promo is as textbook as it gets. He slowly, but surely increased his activity since January, a few more tweets, a few more pics on Instagram.A big turning point was April when he posted 13 pics on Instagram, compared to 8 in March, 4 in February and 3 in January. His Twitter went through a similar process.Now, the moment he started posting more, I knew his music was gonna be out soon. It’s pure marketing. You start your campaign weeks before the actual launch, it’s only natural. Unless you want to drop it as a surprise, but that’s another discussion. Actually Harry did it too, with the TV ad, but that was ruined by the info getting leaked beforehand and everyone getting pissed off by that so whatevs. Now, Liam is going for the approachable celeb route. Streams, Instagram stories, snapchat, tweeting fans, loads of pics, videos with popular Youtubers. It’s nice and about as well handled as it gets (apart from that weird video release earlier than it should have been and Liam just generally being a bit…odd?off?idk how to explain it, but a lot of people feel the same way from what I’ve seen). It fits with the image Liam is going for, it aims at the right target audience. He’s not trying to enter a new market like Harry is. He’s consolidating his place in the current market from what I’ve seen (and I’ll admit I haven’t followed his promo as closely as Harry’s). Trying to imagine Harry doing this sort of promo doesn’t really work for me.
Niall has been present on and off social media ever since he came back from his trip last year. Literally, if I pull up the calendars people have been making each month, he doesn’t get more than a handful of days without doing something, so it’s unfair to compare him to the others, since he’s always around and posting and doing stuff.
Louis deserves a better team and I won’t have anyone uttering anything else in my presence, and yet somehow, despite Niall’s constant presence and Liam’s textbook engagement, I’ll never feel as connected to them as I feel to Louis. Louis’ tweets are the perfect mixture of absolutely adorable fan service (“our year” 😭😭) and some of the things he’s passionate about (tv shows, fashion, footie/sports). His promo for JHO was….I have no words for it and I’m gonna have a rage fit if I start thinking about it, but his overall persona is charming and endearing when he’s posting things himself. He created a real communication channel between us and him and he knows how to use it when he needs to send a message (warning selfies anyone?Only you?). There’s an actual analysis of Instagram stats that shows he’s the number 1 male account in engagement and overall likes and that doesn’t surprise me one bit. Louis is a smart businessman, he has a loyal fanbase who is here for him through thick and thin.
And on top of everything I said so far, none of them owe us anything outside the promo bubble. Apart from shoots, songs/albums/tours info and official announcements, they do not owe us anything. If they chose to share a picture from their home, that’s their personal space, and while it’s good for PR, amazingly good in a society that thrives from the feeling of knowing everything about everyone (like what’s your fave’s breakfast and how’s their cat is doing), it’s still a part they can choose to keep private and no one should be entitled to ask for more.
Have you seen Adele’s Instagram? It gives you this illusion of closeness to her, with make up free selfies, funny poses and landscape shots. Too bad literally everything is from touring and other official appearances right? There’s one picture of her home, and that’s to celebrate the end of the tour. Harry sort of did the same with the booklet pictures. He allowed you into his personal space in a controlled manner, just like Adele did. Only he did it in a different way. His promo is just different and you have to think a bit outside the box to see that he actually did a lot of things other artists do. Just a bit differently. Was it perfect?Fuck, no. Was it as bad as many people make it look like?Personally, I don’t think so. It was just different and people are entirely justified to see it as a good or a bad thing. I see it mostly as a good thing. Mostly.
A kind Anon asked if I would repost this drawing because they were worried I might be white washing Lance (who is canonically Cuban just in case you didn’t know :D :D) but when I posted it I think it appeared supremely tiny on my page. So here’s an edited version of my previous post.
I am sort of new to tumblr since I mainly use my Instaso I’m still figuring out how to respond to folks and all that fun stuff! :D Anyways, I don’t want to offend anyone so please do let me know if I get anything like that wrong and I will fix the mistake as fast as I can.
Thanks so much for all the sweet comments everyone!!
This may just be me, but I feel the only person who should be able to correct someone on my pronouns is me.
If I find no ill-intent with how someone refers to me, then I find no real reason to correct them.
I don’t like the idea of people correcting or getting angry about something on my behalf. That’s up to me to decide, not anyone else. And by doing things like that it often feels like those people are “speaking for me”, which I don’t approve of.
I have to do this all the time, and then I end up apologizing to the person who was corrected, as they meant nothing negative when speaking that way. Often the person correcting pronouns will be aggressive and immediately take offense -for me-. Please, do NOT take offense for me. It is up to me to decide if I am offended by the way someone addresses me or not. And it ends up making me look and feel horrible.
Nine times out of ten, when someone uses “incorrect pronouns” they mean no harm and often feel bad about. Not to mention, almost everyone who tends to correct pronouns for me does not know me personally, but their actions reflect negatively on me. Which isn’t fair to anyone involved.
This is NEW to many people and allowing ME to go at my own speed and deal with things as I see fit helps with the transition BETTER.
I do appreciate how considerate and kind most people are being towards me, but remember to be kind towards EVERYONE as well. Assuming the worst of someone or a situation will only hurt everyone involved.
So, in conclusion, the only ones who should be able to correct anyone about how I should be addressed are myself or my partner Val.
Am I the only one who does not want kpop to be so worldwide known??
Don’t get me wrong, but the idea of kpop being recognized in every corner makes me worried and sick. I like being part of some fandom which is not known everywhere. I like to be in a group of people who enjoy same music and do not spit so much hate. I don’t want kpop become same trash as half of today’s music. And if this continues it will be the same. And another worry is that our beloved boys and girls will be faced to too much pressure. They have such tight schedules right now… how about in few more years? I am not ARMY, but I like BTS… and I am worried that if their popularity will grow, they won’t be able to handle it… and it’s not the only group.
Am I the only one who don’t want kpop videos with one billion views? I am biggest fan of not-that-but-still-underrated groups, but I don’t want them as famous as EXO or BTS, because I know how hard this would be for them. I just want them to be more recognized among kpop world and that they could win some music shows.
I hope I won’t offend anyone. I just wanted to state my worries where may kpop and its protagonists end if it spreads more and more. I just want to stop it. At the beginning it made me happy, now I am more anxious.
I mean, we were doing such a good job at being respectfull to eachother.
I think you are wondering what I am talking about? You see, recently I’ve made a Tododeku shitpost about the manga moment when Iida punched Izuku. You might have seen it. After I posted it the reactions were…mixed. Some people actually thought that I took seriously what I wrote, that I actually saw the moment as a Tododeku clue or something like that. No, that post, was a shitpost, meant in no way to be taken seriouly, as shipping proof or my real opinion of that scene.
But the thing I’m annoyed about is not the people that accused me of being a “fujoshi”. What I’m annoyed about is that I’m starting to see this kind of stuff more and more in the fandom.
Do you remember the Katsudeku fans hated for shipping an “abusive” relationship and accused of being horrible people? What about the fans that demonize sweet Ochaco just to make room for their ships ( straight or homo)? People that continuesly annoy others that don’t ship what they ship by telling them their ship is shitty? Hating a person because they like a certain character? And I’m not sure if I’m not the only case, but with how big the fandom is currently it wouldn’t surprise me to see others called “fujoshi” and then mocked because of a miscommunication on a tumblr chat (yeah, I saw that chat).
Just, what happend? The fandom looked to be a paradise for fans. A place where you could express your opinion and content without being afraid of others judging/insulting/threatining/ laughing/mocking you etc.
But now, it seems that BNHA trully follows in it’s fellow shonen series’ footseps by having a fandom that argue more than enjoy themselves. I swear that in a few years (maybe even less) this fandom will go down the Naruto, Bleach or Fairy Tail route.
Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t expect the fandom to be all sunshines and daisies forever. Assholes and fanatics were bound to appear eventually. Though it seem the negativity has grown recently and I’m fast losing hope in this fandom not turning like the ones from other shonen.
You can now proceed to scream at me what pretentious prick I am, what a fujoshi I am, how false I am or anything else like that.
You will just prove my point.
Thank you for reading my message and sorry if I offended anyone, it was not my intention. Have a good day!
Hey guys! This is a NCT 127 All Members Reaction and Ten, to when you’re drunk! Requests are open - so send them in! Hope you enjoy it! <3 Luna
Warning - If you’re sensitive to drunken scenarios/behaviour please do not read on!
*As always, I will state which gifs are mine! And, this is only my opinion and is in now way meant to offend anyone! <3*
*gif by me*
“Jagi, you okay?” Taeyong asked taking your hand as you clung onto his waist a the bar. You giggled loudly, unable to stop the laugh from escaping your lips. You could feel your lips moving but struggled to even know what you were saying. Instead you watched as he swayed in your vision.
“Y/N? How many fingers am I holding up?”
“Oh my god! Your hands are huge!” you screeched taking them in your own, just as you were about to stumble backwards. His arm wrapped around your waist hugging you close to him as he grabbed you a glass of water and leading you outside.
“Sip the water Y/N, don’t gulp it,” he instructed with a laugh as he sat you down, kneeling in front of you and smiling. “Drink that and then we’ll get some food and go home, okay?”
You nodded feeling the buzz of the alcohol hit you and the world spin in turn. “Okay. Why do you look after me all the time.”
He didn’t answer, instead he planted a soft kiss on your lips. “Come on. Let’s get some food.”
*gif by me*
Taeil had managed to get you home. He had practically carried you up the stairs, helped you change clothes and put you into bed with a kiss on your head. Little did he know you weren’t where he left you. Taeil had been sat alone in the living room when he smelt the burning.
“What the hell?” he hurried from the room, sprinting into the kitchen where smoke was thick in the air, billowing out from the toaster. “Y/N!?” he cried shaking his head at you sitting on the floor with a jar of chocolate spread in your hands and a spoon in your mouth.
“What?” you mumbled through a mouthful of spread that coated your teeth and tongue. “Taeil why are you trying to set the house on fire?!”
He glared down at you swatting the air with a towel just so the fire alarm didn’t go off at three in the morning. The other members would be pretty annoyed at that. “Why aren’t you in bed!?” Taeil cried pushing open every window before kneeling in front of you.
You smiled widely at him tapping him on the nose with the spoon and leaving chocolate in its place. “I was hungry,” you slurred leaning towards him and kissing his nose sloppily. He held you there for a moment grinning to himself. “And it’s lonely in bed without you.”
“Johnny! Look!” you cried looking back to him as you stood on a wall. You were balancing yourself crazily, barely staying upright. The alcohol slurred your words but you swore you felt fine.
“What are you doing?” he gasped grabbing your waist and lifting you down. “I swear I take my eyes off you for two seconds…”
You shut him by planting a kiss on his lips. He grinned against your mouth before whispering, “You’re unbelievable Y/N.”
“Will you carry me?” you asked quietly hugging his arm. He lifted you onto his back and carried you all the way home.
Along the way he made silly jokes with you, he kept you relaxed, trying to forget the sick feeling that was rising in your stomach. He laughed at everything you said in a drunken slur until you fell asleep against his shoulder. “The things I do for you Y/N.”
*gif by me*
Yuta was just as drunk as you. The pair of you struggled to get into a cab, and then stumbled together through the front door of the dorm. “I’m starving!” Yuta grumbled heading straight for the kitchen.
“Mmm this is so good!” was all you heard as you finally made it into the kitchen. You kicked off your shoes along the way and only just catching him as he scoffed your secret stash of crisps into his mouth.
“Yuta!” you cried running over and tackling him for the food. “Sharing is caring!”
He was off balance and crashed to the floor, taking you with him, knocking the bag from his hands. Crisps scattered everywhere. And with a pout on your face you rolled beside him punching him in the chest.
“Ugh I’m wounded!” he cried grabbing a handful of them and throwing it at you. The laughs between you were explosive as the food fight began. Until suddenly a voice came from nowhere. “What the hell Yuta?! You can clean this up!” Taeyong shrieked from the door. “Are you two drunk?”
“Nooooo,” you laughed in a sing song voice as Yuta grabbed you.
So are all the kids non-binary? If so, why? I really don't understand the whole non-binary thing and i'd really like if you elaborated more on the subject. Cause I believe we are all either a girl or a boy, you can identify as either or, but in the end there's so escaping you were once male or female. But that's just my opinion, I am NOT trying to offend anyone, I'm just genuinely curious and would like to hear your viewpoint on this.
Not all the kids are nonbinary. Just some. It isn’t an uncommon thing for monsters in particular. I mean… can you honestly say that something like The Bleb ever had a biological sex? They’re literally made of jelly. They are a lump of jelly with a face. Regardless of how you feel, you have to at least admit that a jelly-person shouldn’t have to conform to the gender binary if they don’t want to.
The whole issue of gender and sex is complicated and I’ve spoken at length on it in the past. Long story short… Gender isn’t the same as sex. Sex is your crotch junk. Gender is your heart junk. And isn’t it more important what’s in your heart than what’s between your legs?
I believe I owe everyone an explanation regarding this since I was far to ambiguous with the caption and tags. I didn’t mean to offend or attack anyone with this. It’s the first time I’ve made such a thing and I honestly just saw the meme and thought it was something very in character for them. To me it seemed like something that would happen on the show with Cartman being a insensitive asshole and Kyle being outraged by him and his actions. As for the caption that was me trying to be cynical, nothing more. I may like the kyman ship but I do not agree at all with the way Cartman treats Kyle and most of all I do not condone any anti-Semitism or any type of racism or oppression for that matter. This is not romantic Kyman fan art I was being cynical and it was a mistake to tag it so.
However, I do see how it was interpreted that way and now I realize how insensitive it was of me to draw such a dark joke. I only saw how in character it was and didn’t think about how racist it looked/was, the thought never crossed my mind and that was wrong of me. If I hurt anyone or made anyone feel attacked or offended at all I apologize to you wholeheartedly, I never meant to hurt you. :(
With this said, if anyone was hurt by this picture in any way please send me a message and I will delete it right away. I am truly sorry and I will be more mindful about things like this from now on.
WHY IS THIS STILL GETTING NOTES!? Every single time someone likes this I get an anxious. I thought people hated this?? What???
How would the the rest of team Voltron react if Lotor flirted with Keith?
oh boy, okay
lance would be so offended because: um, hello, why would anyone flirt with keith when lance is right there? also who the fuck lotor thinks he is flirting with his boyfriend so instead of trying to fight lotor lance would just argue with him because that boy is Dumb (and i love him)
pidge and hunk would probably fire at lotor right away but then allura would change her size and just step on lotor and that’s it
oh, and we would finally find the Real Shiro because he would jump out of nowhere and hide his little brother behind him (”shiro, where the fuck were you” “not important, who the fuck is this guy” “prince loto-” “PRINCESS LASAGNE”)
I would like to start this post off by saying how the hell
(did me using that word offend you too?) could you think it is okay to come
onto someone’s blog and sugar coat your pathetic conversion with promises of
one thing and another? I am honestly baffled how anyone could see sense in
sending these messages to multiple people and think they will work. I looked up
“Erie Young Adults Youth Group” on here, and I am not the first person to receive
My father is a Protestant and he has absolutely no problem with me or my
practice, he does not stomp into my room unannounced and tell me how Jesus
still loves me. If someone under the same roof as me can exist in total peace
then why can’t you do that too? I
have no problem with people practicing what they want, if I did I would be no
better than those who burnt my ancestors at the stake; nor do I have a problem
with people who opt to follow some form of Christianity. What I do have a problem with is people like this
trying to force everyone on earth into the same, cramped, tiny box of worship.
How fucking dare you tell me the same God who wold have me stoned to death for kissing
my boyfriend also loves me and wants to save me? Why are people so bloody persistent
on imposing what they think is right? It will never, ever be my place to tell
anyone what they can follow. Not for my family, my boyfriend, my future
children, I have no power or right to dictate what their belief system is and
neither should the person who posted this absolute garbage.
Being addressed as “sister” makes me physically want to vomit. As some of my
followers may be aware, I am a practicing male witch; but that’s not why it
makes me want to churn up what I had for breakfast. It makes me feel sick
because A) whoever wrote this is already addressing me via a Christian themed title,
which is not okay. I am not a sister, brother, or child of your God. How uncomfortable
would you feel if I started throwing Wiccan or Witch related titles at you? B)
Get your head out of your fucking tight, sexist ass. They see a magic themed
blog and instantly assumes it’s a “sister” running it. On my blog, I welcome every
gender all the way from cis to non-binary, unlike these people who would presumably
tell someone of “they/them” pronouns they are just confused and need to seek guidance
Furthermore, they have no idea if I am
Christian. I have stated this is a “Witch” blog, not a “Wiccan” one. Witchcraft
isn’t a Religion, and I am well aware of all the amazing and open Christian
Witches out there who are such sweet people, especially on Tumblr.
To reiterate, please do not send me
or anyone messages like this ever again. My faith in the Christian God is as non-existent
as the person who sent this coming off the anonymous option. Everyone of all
faiths or whatever the fuck you believe is welcome on my blog, as long as you’re
not a condescending asshole who throws around the love of Christ like confetti.
Please stop badgering people who aren’t in your following, is it really not okay.
Request: Can you do an imagine were jughead says he doesn’t love the reader any more in a mean way and the reader attempts suicide and he goes to the hospital and realizes how much he loves her. If you’re ok with that👑👑👑
A/N: This prompt was hard to write because I have gone through anxiety and depression and have friends who go through these mental health issues as well. I know the character does not have these issues and just goes through an episode. I hope this doesn’t offend anyone, I am only writing about this because it was a request and sadly these scenarios actually happen in real life. I hope I did justice to the requestor’s vision. I know the request asked for Jughead to break up with them in a mean way, but I couldn’t vision that so I just like let it happen. I hope if you’re a reader and has these mental health issues you seek treatment and know that every day is a new chapter and there will always be a light in all that darkness if you search for it and I’m here for you and you are loved. P.S: According to Cody you lose a women when you forget to cherish her (okay bye, hopefully you understand that and smile). I added a list of songs there, that helped inspire this imagine. Also this one is quite long, but I hope you all love it!
Summary: Reader parents are so complicated. Jughead and the reader are going through a rough patch in their relationship.
Spoilers: Somethings just deserve happy endings. :)
† WARNINGS! Depressing thoughts, signs of self-harm and drug abuse. Please do not try these at home, if you ever need someone to talk to my inbox is open I love you and be careful.
Broken Home- 5 Seconds of Summer Better off dead – Sleeping with Sirens Broken Ones- Jacquie Lee Is anybody out there- K’NAAN Broken over you- Grace Mitchell Dreaming with a broken heart – John Mayer Everybody Hurts- R.E.M Breathe Me- Sia Blackbird- India Jean-Jacques Between the Bars- Elliot Smith Drift- Emily Osment Invisible – 5 Seconds of Summer Get it Right- Glee Welcome to my life- Simple Plan Build You Up- Kim Taylor
Riverdale the town that was once your safe haven, the sign of hope and a new life. That was history. You arrived to the infamous ‘Town with Pep’ the year when you were about to enter fifth grade. At first you were mad at your parents for moving you away from your friends. You were a shy person, so the friends you had you were proud of making them. You knew the only reason you were moving was for your parents to get a fresh start. There had been problems with your parents’ marriage, and they decided to “fix” it by moving away from all the problems they said.
You stayed in Riverdale ever since, you made friends with Archie, Betty, Kevin, Jughead and now Veronica. Though when you got there you were pretty lonely it was Jughead who invited you to play with them in the park. You lived right next to Jughead, so you became closer to him and he in return shared his friends with you. You were smitten with the brooding, mysterious writer. It wasn’t till the summer before your sophomore year where Jughead asked you to be his girlfriend. You accepted since you were madly in love with the guy and were surprised he actually returned the feelings you had for him.
Though sometimes life gets too good, you start wondering when it will come crashing down. You spoke too soon, it all came crashing down every second your parents never fixed anything between them. They suppressed everything and exploded, every night got worse and worse. Your parents started screaming, and fighting again. They decided they were no longer in love.
How do you no longer love someone? You thought. Where does that feeling go? Will that ever happen to you and Jughead?
“(Y/N)? Hello?” your mother spoke across the table.
“Um, uh, yeah, what?” you spoke up as she distracted you from your thoughts.
“What your mother and I are saying” your father continued “Is that, we know this separation may not be easy for you, but it’s for the best” your father declared at the breakfast table while gently grabbing your hand.
“We tried to make it work, but once love is no longer there, you only do so much to try and repair a broken relationship” your mother confirmed.
“Okay, just if you guys keep fighting though, don’t include me, I want nothing to do with this and I am not leaving Riverdale or my friends and especially not Jug; I will not be your play toy when you end up fighting about who gets custody over me” you stated coldly standing up from your chair taking a toasted bread and an apple and left your home to get to school so you wouldn’t have to deal with them anymore.
“Hey Babe” Jughead commented as you climbed down the steps of your front porch.
“Hey Juggie” you cheered as you handed him the toast and he grabbed you by the hand.
“So what’s the verdict this time?” Jughead challenged since he saw your tired expression that didn’t budge from your face.
“They finally decided to get a divorce” you croaked with a single tear escaping your eye.
“I mean it’s for the best, I am just so tired of the cheating and the screaming” you stated boldly trying to hide the fact that it was breaking you apart.
How could they even stay together this long if they didn’t love other? What was going to happen to you? You weren’t ready to waking up to a more broken home? There was going to be only one parent you woke up to? No more screaming, No more fighting, No more love. If love runs out, when will your parents stop loving you, is Jughead’s love also going to run out?
“Hey sleepyhead” Betty chimed in at the sidewalk, you didn’t notice her ever joining you and Jughead “Rough night?” she questioned.
Rough Life you thought to yourself, but what came out of your lips was “Yeah, you know the usual” and Betty pulled you in for a small hug as you entered Riverdale High.
Every single one of your friends knew about your parent troubles and you didn’t know how you felt about that other than embarrassed. Though they were very comforting since dysfunctional families were a norm here at Riverdale.
Days passed and your parents finally made their divorce official and your father decided to stay at Riverdale, so he wouldn’t make things hard on you with the whole shared custody your parents agreed to. That day all your friends had a get-together at Veronica’s because they knew how hard it was for you that your parents were finally separating.
You all sat around the living room talking, laughing, eating junk food and watching movies. They were the best distraction you could ever ask for. The day was done, and you had to face reality as Jughead and you walked back home together.
“So, are you going to be okay?” Jughead broke the silence.
“This night is so poetic” you stated ignoring Jughead’s comment “The gloomy sky, is crying, a symbol of a new beginning, no more faking happy family; now they’re finally done with each other and the only thing keeping them linked is me sadly” you continued because all that was running over your mind was his question.
Are you going to be okay? Should you tell Jughead that before they officially separated you were diagnosed with depression and were on medicine? You couldn’t blame your parents for not loving each other like they should’ve. But you blamed them for the screaming, fighting and sleepless nights they caused you. They were so into their fighting they never asked how you were. They never knew that your smile hid so much anger and brokenness. They made you into this ball of sorrow and you felt your light diming every time you tasted those pills, every time they made you hold in every word because you didn’t want to start another fight.
“I guess I am rubbing off on you” Jughead claimed with a chuckle and you smiled at him.
He had been your rock through all of this mayhem, and there was not enough words in the universe to thank him for being there for you.
“Thank you so much Jug, for being here, for putting up with all the stupid ranting, for-“ you were stopped as he grabbed you by the face and planted a kiss on lips, you were about to drop the umbrella as he let go.
“I will always be here” he promised. …
Your father found another woman and your mother started dating. They moved on so easily you couldn’t believe your eyes. You’d go to Jughead and complain about everything they were doing to you. All the dinners they made you attend. All of a sudden you became a prize to be won.
The game of Who gets more time with our daughter started and you were the only one losing.
Things got soo bad you started self-harming with a razor you broke apart one night at 3am when you could hear your mom in her room with her new conquest.
You would wear long sleeves to cover your scars. No one knew, not even Jughead. Betty noticed a difference in you, but you lied.
You felt terrible for lying to her since she was your first go to when Jughead was too busy with his novel. Jason Blossom was murdered by Sweetwater River on, so your problems didn’t feel so big.
Jughead started investing more of his time in his novel, and since Jason was with Polly him and Betty would go sleuthing trying to find clues because we all lost trust in the grown-ups.
They offered you to come, but you didn’t feel like adding another problem to your life. You and Jughead became more distant. When you did spend time he was on his laptop typing away and you just sat there with him, drawing, and reading anything just wanting to be near him.
Since Betty would investigate with Jug, you had no else to be with. Archie was invested in music, Kevin would be disappearing to Southside claiming he was investigating things with his dad. Veronica became close to Cheryl and she just wasn’t your cup of tea.
Your parents stopped caring about you and spending more time their significant others.
You would argue with Jughead to make time for you not caring how needy you sounded and he finally broke. He couldn’t take your arguing and neediness he finally broke up with you. You couldn’t blame him.
Everyone you loved was leaving you.
It had been almost a week since he broke it off. Your mother left on a trip with a guy younger than her. You skipped school since you couldn’t bear to see his face. Your cutting covered both or your arms.
You wouldn’t have taken it farther if it wasn’t for a voicemail left on your phone.
“Hey baby girl, I’m probably going to be longer with Josh, also I don’t know if you got dad’s text, he got stuck in a business trip and won’t be able to take you out for your birthday, also I’m so sorry I won’t be there either, I really hope you can understand well you are 16 throw a party for yourself”
You broke down, you couldn’t take it. Everyone was gone. Your parents, Jughead, and none of your friends bothered to text you to see if you were okay. You went to your bedroom opened your mirror and grabbed your anti-depressants and a bunch of pills and started one by one while chugging water, and grabbed a knife from the kitchen and slit your arms and as you fell to the ground as from everything you did to yourself your head hit hard against the tile you heard your door open. As you lost consciousness you couldn’t be sadder it was Betty that found you and angry it wasn’t your mother.
“(Y/N), I am sorry I haven’t been able to talk to you, Jug just told me you guys broke-” she discovered your body knocked out cold on the floor. She was shocked and sobbing as she called the hospital to come pick you up.
She was surprised over the empty pill container of anti-depressants and started sobbing more not knowing you were even on them, and shocked over all the slits on your arms even more tears flooded her face because she didn’t know how bad things had gotten for you.
The ambulance arrived and they took you and Betty to the hospital.
They contacted your parents and Betty called your friends.
“What Happened?!” Jughead croaked at Betty, his eyes puffy from the crying that happened when Betty told them to rush to the hospital.
Betty told them about how she found you, about the anti-depressants and the cuts that took place on your arms.
They all looked at her confused and sad, and Jughead freaked out he started crying, he punched a hole in the wall and he was about to be escorted out of the hospital, but your father arrived and stopped them because he knew how much he meant for you, and he convinced them he would pay for the damages.
The doctor came to the living room and told him everything Betty had told him and how they were planning on fixing you.
“Mr. (Y/L/N) how long was (Y/N) on anti-depressants?” The doctor questioned your father.
“Since before we got a divorce, and she refused those group things because she said she already had her friends” He said softly trying to contain the tears, as your friends sobbed softly.
“Did you know she was cutting?” The doctor asked another question.
“No, she doesn’t live me, she lives with her mom” Your father stated as a tear escaped his right eye and your mother finally arrived.
“Oh my god, doctor what happened to (Y/N)?” you mom pleaded.
So they told your mom how they found you and she broke down not knowing you were self-harming.
“She started wearing long sleeve shirts for about a month, so I’m guessing that when it may have started” Jughead announced to the doctor and your mother continued sobbing on your fathers chest “I can’t believe I didn’t notice” Jughead mumbled under his breath.
“Thank you” the doctor claimed as he walked away.
Your father tried to calm your mom down and Betty and the gang sat down holding hands hoping they could fix you.
“If I would’ve known, if I was here and not with that guy” you mom sobbed.
“This is both of our faults (Y/M/N)” your father took responsibility “She was depressed, and we didn’t pay attention to her as she was screaming out for us to just be her parents” he continued.
Jughead walked to the hallway, and Betty followed him.
“Jug where are you going?” Betty addressed.
“Bets, this is all my fault, if I knew, if I would have listened to her and not be soo invested in this stupid murder, this- I- I love her Betty, I can’t lose her” Jughead bawled.
“Jug, this is not your fault, (Y/N) wasn’t well and we didn’t know, we should’ve noticed as her friends; but she hid that brokenness so well, you won’t lose her none of us will” Betty cried while pulling Jughead in a hug until the doctor came out again.
“Mr. and Mrs. (Y/L/N), (Y/N) is going to be fine, we have bandaged the arms and stopped the bleeding, the fall was just a small concussion and the drugs have been drained from her system, only the parents can go in right now” The doctor concluded as your parents made their way to see you.
“(Y/N), it us” you heard your mothers voice as you opened your eyes.
“Sweetheart, you had us so worried” You father added.
“I guess it’s true, people only care, when you’re dead or are dying” You huffed.
“All your friends are out there and Jughead” you’re mother implied ignoring your comment as your father grabbed a chair and sat next to you and grabbed your hand only to reveal you bandaged arms.
“Honey, I am so sorry for anything we have done for making you feel worthless, we were distracted fighting like cats and dogs and we didn’t see you screaming out for our love” you father sobbed.
“Love runs out, isn’t that right mom?” you stated coldly as a tears started escaping your eyes.
“Baby, you are so wonderful, we are so sorry for anything we have done to make you think you weren’t worth anything, we are so sorry for everything we made you go through” Your mother lamented as she reached for your other hand.
“Our love for you doesn’t have a limit, we will love you unconditionally and I’m sorry that got too distracted and left you alone” your father went on.
You and your parents talked about everything, you agreed for treatment and a therapist for as long as you needed it and they went to call your friends.
You were so happy your parents actually cared and loved you unconditionally. As your parents were talking to your friends Jughead interjected.
“Can I see her alone first” and your friends nodded as he walked over your room with your favorite flowers and a teddy bear he had put his beanie on it.
“(Y/N), I am so sorry for not being there for you? For not making time for you, I love you, I do, I love you so much, these days we broke up I felt like shit that the only light in my life was gone” Jughead spoke and tears started streaming off your face.
“Juggie, I love you too, and I am soo sorry I never told you about all my problems” you spoke as he came near you to put his gifts on the table near you as he sat down next to you and grabbed your hand.
“I am so sorry for not hearing you out, for being too invested in my novel” He sighed.
“No Jug, I was the one who chose not to tell you or anyone else, I felt like I couldn’t burden you all with my problems, and I know that when that novel come out, it’s going to be huge” you reassured as Jughead planted a kiss on your lips and you kissed back missing his lips your mouths moved in sync.
“You could never be a burden (Y/N). Please be my girlfriend again (Y/N), we will work things out together, you were always there for my family problems, I promise I will be there for yours as well; please be mine again, unlike your parents I still love you, (Y/N) love doesn’t run out people just get bored and stop working on it. I will never not work on our love” Jughead pleaded and you accepted.
“Is that the infamous beanie on the teddy bear?” you asked Jughead as he grabbed the bear to give to you.
“Yeah” he smiled.
“Give it!” you cheered as you placed it on your head.
“Looks good on you babe” Jughead declared.
“Yeah, but I don’t do it justice like you” you smirked as you placed it on his luscious black hair and soon your friends came in and they all gave you hugs and you all hung out there until visiting hours were over and you were dismissed the next day.
Your parents overheard what Jughead told you and they realized they wanted to work harder on their relationship and soon became re-married and there was fighting because every good relationship faces problems, but this time they didn’t wait for it to explode and worked on them head on. You and Jughead were happily dating and all was right in Riverdale, they even caught Jason’s Killer. I guess there is such things as Happily Ever After’s.
YOONMIN AUDIO (Cuddling Back Home) - FAKE SUBS +18
DO NOT STEAL THIS AUDIO! DO NOT REUPLOAD ANYWHERE (YOUTUBE, TWITTER, INSTAGRAM ETC.)Why? 1. It takes a lot of time and effort to create. 2. The chances of people who aren’t supposed to listen to it(aka BTS), finding it are less. This video was made for the fans and the fans only.
Okay, so as I was editing this, BV episode 3 came out. You know the one with yoONMIN LAYING ON THE SAME BED TOGETHER LOOKING ALL CUDDLY AND STUFF!! (By the way, I’m typing from my grave.) Also I wanted to apologize for how short this came out. I am lacking content, as you probably noticed from the repetition and the bad quality of some parts. I am truly sorry.
This is a FanFiction Audio Book, if you want to give it a genre.
These are FAKE SUBTITLES. The audio is edited. If you speak the language it’s pretty obvious. I don’t mean to offend ANYONE, including Jimin, Yoongi, their families, BTS, BigHit Entertainment and ARMYs. If you are easily offended by Yoonmin (or any) shipping situation, then this video is not suitable for you. Also, PLEASE DO NOT STEAL. Thank you, enjoy! :)
If you wish to provide subtitles in your language you can message me at @niallerandliamo on tumblr and twitter. :)
(DISCLAIMER:This is based on perception which is subjective and I am in no way forcing anyone to see these situations as I have. That doesn’t mean it’s right but it doesn’t mean that the perceptions are wrong or baseless either lol. How confusing is the reality in which we live. Ok enough of this psycho-sophical stuff!)
Jin & Namjoon
These two…mmm…..the expressions they have, things they say, their reactions and overall behavior. Let’s start with the freshest moments. Technically, Jimin spilled the beans but Jin decided to go into great detail about the situation confirming that Jungkook indeed bought a birthday gift for Jimin alone. He was highly offended lol. This isn’t the first time he has been offended by JK & JM’s bias to each other. The other time was in the last trio’s Eating Vlive. Jimin had hit JK on the arm for teasing him and Jin wanted to know why he didn’t hit him too. He made a hilarious big deal out of it too. Roll back to the BBMA’s where after watching Jimin (when JK said that he wanted to see Hobi’s abs that he should show for ARMY) turned to JK and addressed him while saying Jimin should strip naked for ARMY instead. Jin and Namjoon were watching JK for his reaction/answer expectantly. *Excuse me, how is that Jungkook’s concern?* Jin actually teasingly laughed at JK’s reaction/response. These aren’t the only times they have looked at either JK or JM expectantly or for an answer/reaction. Remember when they were watching their BS&T music show performance. Jimin didn’t do his shoulder “accident” and Namjoon said that they were all expecting it and he turned to Jungkook and said “Am I right?”, expecting confirmation from the resident Jimin stan. Also when they were watching the Not Today performance, Namjoon told JK that he was strong and he could feel how powerful he looked through the screen and Jin started giggling and watched Jimin. *I’m sorry, what does that have to do Jimin?*. Remember when Jimin did that “apology” for hit Jungkook with the Pokeball plushy and from a certain angle it looked like he kissed him. Well Jin was basically all of us. He was ShookJin. He actually highkey fangirled, like he couldn’t believe they just did that. Throwback to that Dope era fansign where we witnessed the Jeonlous. After Namjoon and Jimin had their moment, Jimin was trying to get Jungkook’s attention (Jungkook was clearly upset and not talking). Well when Namjoon saw JK’s behavior, he laughed. He was laughing at JK’s pain lol he was probably laughing because he thought JK was being ridiculous. There are other times where Nam/Jin just eyed them down.
And (this) exchange where they saw Jungkook caressing Jimin’s arm. Jin looks to Namjoon as if to say “Did you see that?” and Namjoon just looks away feigning ignorance.
When that BBMA moment happened he was laughing almost nervously. TBH he is the real MVP. He has to put up with them on a nightly basis. Let’s himself be shooed away by Jungkook. He had to deal with awkward third wheeling anytime Jikook was doing an interview/broadcast with him. (This) expression he had to JK checking out Jimin with a smile/smirk/grin was priceless. *I see you JK looking at Jimin’s ass*
His expression ft. Jin’s (when) Jimin and Jungkook decided that it was all fine and dandy to backhug and sway intimately
He also had to deal with rejection, such as JK snatching food out of his hand that he was about to eat and feeding it to Jimin instead. #SaveHobi2k17
Spills interesting flavors of tea. He says things like he thinks Jimin likes guys right after Jimin talks about liking Jungkook on a radio show. Tells JK that whatever he wants, Jimin will buy it for him, all he gotta do is ask. *Seriously is he appointing Jimin and JK’s sugar daddy or something?*. Other than his tea skills, he has neutral or smiling expressions and the occasional poker face towards Jikook. The one time I can remember him looking shook was that BBMA moment.
D.G.A.F. Like seriously the only reactions I remember him ever having is changing the subject or a neutral/poker face. I think he’s rolled his eyes once or twice, idk.
(This) birthday Vlive for Jungkook was one instance where they all executed exasperated sighs and impeccable teamwork to change the subject when Jimin sat on JK’s lap and asked for a kiss.
I’m just saying. These guys know what’s up and Jin has some inside joke he’s running with.
(These) guys are Jikook/Kookmin shippers. I’m positive.