i love me some blue and gold

Self-indulgent sap for my phone screen, whoops~ =w= 

All That Glitters Is Not Gold

Started as a side profile portrait (man, I love his profile) then a body came along, and after a discussion with @kittyboo8015 about moobs, somehow nipple piercings and a tattoo popped up. We don’t know how it happened.

Trying some lighting effects out here. Tattoo directly referenced and modified.

Was too lazy to do hands XD
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@woah-broah said: “i was wondering if you could do an imagine of the reader and jughead always sharing glances at each other and being too shy to talk to each other at school. Ronnie and Archie end up getting tired of watching them not do anything and end up talking to them and set them up for a date at pops??”


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Made a reference image for Undertale colors both canon and fanon! Some I made up, some others made up. If you use this PLEASE credit me.

The colors:

Light green/friendliness
Light blue/patience

Hello again, everyone!

I’m sorry it’s taken me a while to post a new spell jar but lots of real life things have been getting in the way at the moment so I’ve been quite busy.

I saw Wonder Woman yesterday - amazing film; so good that it even inspired me to write a oneshot the very moment I got home which hasn’t happened in a while - and it got me thinking about all of the qualities Diana showed in the film that I thought I would like to have more of.

Especially in the light of events happening around the world lately, I don’t think anyone can be too brave or loving or kind, and that was what inspired this spell jar too. I hope it can help others feel braver about facing frightening situations.

To make the Wonder Woman Spell Jar, I used:

Sea salt - for protection
Fennel seeds - for strength and protection
Cloves - for self-confidence, courage, and protection
Rosemary - for love, protection, and healing
Thyme - for bravery and strength, and to inspire courage and compassion
Sunflower seeds - for pride, pure thoughts, health, and wisdom
Caraway seeds - for honesty

I sealed the spell jar with red and blue wax:

Red wax for passion, love, and adventure.
Blue wax for freedom, sensitivity, trust, and faith.

I added some gold, red, and blue glitter because they match Wonder Woman’s costume and logo, and also because those colours feel very vibrant and strong to me which is just what I was aiming for with this jar.

If any of you have a go at making this spell jar (or any of my other spell jars), please tag me in them as I’d love to see!

Take care and stay safe. I hope you all have a wonderful week.

- Katy

twin andrews part 5 | jughead x reader

Originally posted by fakesonia

part one:https://writing-in-riverdale.tumblr.com/post/158708863703/twin-andrews-juggie-x-reader-an-im-hoping

part two:https://writing-in-riverdale.tumblr.com/post/158896154168/twin-andrews-part-2-jughead-x-reader

part three:https://writing-in-riverdale.tumblr.com/post/158929430293/twin-andrews-part-three-jughead-x-reader

part four:https://writing-in-riverdale.tumblr.com/post/159002098033/twin-andrews-part-4-jughead-x-reader

part 6: https://writing-in-riverdale.tumblr.com/post/159528549924/twin-andrews-part-6-jughead-x-reader

a/n: i can’t believe you all want part 5!!!!! I’m so stoked that i have such a loving following and i just want to thank you guys for everything. this ones for my day one nuggets! 

i wonder aimlessly through the school looking for my friends when i hear a familiar voice call my name.

“(y/n)?!” i turn and look int what used to be the blue and gold office 

“B?” i question stepping into the dusty room “whats with the drop sheets?”i ask grabbing one of the sheets and pulling it back to reveal a few computers.

“what are you doing in here? I’m pretty sure we can die from smoke inhalation-” i complain coughing, “that doesn’t really make sense-” i roll my eyes at the girl.

“okay anyway i was thinking about starting up the blue and gold, it kinda died after you left-” i walk around the room the feeling of familiarity washing over me.

Betty and I used to run the blue and gold with a few others in freshman year, she reported i photographed and occasionally wrote but we had a few other kids that often did the writing portion of the work load.

“B id love to but I’m writing is extremely rusty, i think we need someone who’s confident in their writing, I’m happy to take pictures like last time” she jumps up and hugs me.

“thank you!” she squeals and i roll my eyes “okay well this place needs some seriously work” she nods “and the writer-?”

and was if on cue theres a beanie wearing brunette leaning against the door frame “andrews” he greets looking over to betty “betts” 

“jones” i stand crossing my arms over my chest as i lean against the desk behind me “so is this our writer?” i ask my blonde friend.

“juggie!” betty pulls him into the room, he widens his eyes before walking and sitting next to me our arms brushing against one and another.

“whats up?” i loose focus of the conversation glancing down at our almost touching hands.

he nudges my arm and i shoot up my attention being brought back, “huh?”

the both laugh and i feel embarrassment wash over me “jugs agreed to help us!” she cheers her blonde pony tail swishing.

the bell rings and i grab my bag off the floor, “I’ve got chem, ill see you later?” she nods and i leave the pair not long after jughead comes rushing out touching my shoulder to grab my attention.

“mmh” i murmur turning to the brunette boy “you okay?” i ask weaving my way through the mass.

“yeah i just thought we could walk together, yano since we have chem together-” i nod “its fine, you don’t need an excuse to walk with me jug” i chuckle.

“oh miss andrews” i roll my eyes at the sound, jughead turns around but i grab his arm “don’t even bother glancing at him” i tell the boy as he nods in confusion.

and soon enough the raven haired boy is bouncing in front of me “miss me?” he smirks and i groan “reg your going to make us all late” i complain seeing the class within our reach our teacher already standing inside.

“move reggie!” i complain, i turn to the boy next to me “jug just go ill catch up with you-” he shakes his head “I’m not leaving you alone with him” he glares at the taller boy.

“is that so jones? you yano this is my river vixen, how about you get your own? maybe like betty cooper. maybe she’s freaky in bed like her sister” i can see the anger burning up in his eyes.

“jeez can i just not be such an asshole for once” i grab jugheads hand and push through reggie and head for the classroom door letting jughead walk in first then i follow after him but not before reggie slides in behind me.

his hands find there way down to my skirt giving my ass a squeeze lifting the fabric up slightly

i turn and slap the boy hard across the face “don’t touch me reggie i mean it” i warn stepping close to him poking his chest.

i feel a warm hand on my shoulder pulling me away from the raven headed boy “leave it his just being a blow head” i turn and smile softly to the blonde “tell me bout it”

i glance to see jughead glaring at the boy anger coursing through him, reggie smirks at the beanie clad boy walking past our shared desk

“what’s up Wednesday Addams? you jealous? i get to touch her sweet ass and you don’t?” he chuckles and i catch jugheads shoulder pushing him back down in his chair.

“not. worth. it.” i day through gritted teeth plastering a smile on my face as the raven haired boy smirks walking past and settling in the desk behind us

i can see the anger boiling up inside the boy and i chew on the end of my pen before nudging him with my elbow “he’s just trying to get to you jug just forget it”

“yeah well it’s working” he replies annoyed trying his hardest to focus on his work and not reggie’s constant snickers and the replay of him griping your ass

a mixture of jealous and disgust swirling around in his stomach but feels your warm hand slide over top of his giving it a small squeeze as you pay attention to the front of the class.

“sorry” he mumbles removing his hand from mine and clearing his throat, i swallow feeling a little embarrassed that he pulled away from my touch “don’t worry about it”

the bell rings and i rush out like im on fire, spotting my three friends over by the lockers. i speed walk over rushing over to Kevin giving him a half hug

he chuckles and throws an arm around me “you okay?” he asks and i sigh “just a crap day thats all- what’s that?” he glances down at his phone and i gasp

“oh my god” we say in unison glancing to our new raven haired friend “what?” she closes the locker and gives us a puzzled look. kevin glances at betty before handing his phone over to veronica

allowing her to look at the picture that chuck had uploaded of the two after their date last night, except chuck had got a little carried away with photoshop and added a riverdale ‘sticky maple’ to her face

“what the hell is a sticky maple?!” kevin shrugs nervous “it’s kinda what it sounds like it’s a riverdale thing” he tries to explain and she shakes her head “no it’s a slur shaming thing”

“and im neither a slut nor am i going to be shamed by someone named excuse me chuck clayton”

people take their times to stop in the hall snickering at our new raven haired friend their phones buzzing in their hands as they whisper and point

“move along” i yell annoyed at the crowd that scramble at the sound rushing to get away from us

“does he really think he can get away with this?!” she rambles furious “does he not know who I am?!”

she glances between the three of us “i will cut the breaks in his supped up phallic symbol!”

betty interjects “or we could go to principle weatherbee!”

veronica snaps back “about the coaches son?! who’s captain of the football team and riverdale highs resident golden boy?!”

“and or we-” she pauses nudging me “can expose him in the pages of the blue and gold!! yeah i can do that! she nods frantically placing her hand on kevins shoulder

“spoken like a true good girl who always follows the rules”

i finally speak up “she’s right-” anger bubbles up inside of me “no way-he can’t- not again”

veronica nods at me before shoving Kevin’s phone back into his chest “well i don’t follow rules!”

i agree turning and storming off in the direction of the boyslocker room

it’s not long till veronica is at my side along with betty trailing along “i make them” she seethes “and when necessary i break them”

she turns to the blonde struggling to keep up with the pair of us “you want to help us get revenge on chuck Betty? that’s awesome! but you better be ready to go full dark no stars”

we almost reach the boys locker room and veronica pause turning to face the worried blonde “so what do you say betts in or out”

“im totally in” i leave the two girls not waiting to listen to Betty’s response. we pass jughead who looks worried at my anger he calls my name but i ignore him approaching the doors to the boys locker room

i push through the doors first glancing around to try and spot the culprit but the sea of half naked boys itnwas proving difficult “damn it” i mutter

veronica takes the lead grabbing Betty’s hand and she uses the other to shield her face rushing into the crowd and bumping into the one and only archie andrews

“ronnie, betty, (y/n)? what are you guys doing in here” he quickly rewraps his towel around his torso not wanting to expose himself to the three girls.

“don’t worry about it” ronnie tells my brother attempting to move past him, “no-” he starts blocking our path

“i mean it andrews hit the showers and get out of my way” she shoves past my brother and makes her way deeper into the change rooms

my brother reaches for my shoulder “arch don’t” i move past him and see that veronica and betty have encountered chuck

“b and v- ladies” he licks his lips still wet from the showers, his towel hanging low from his hips his body on full show

veronica steps forward extending her phone toward chuck “this is disgusting, take it down” the boys chuckle

“oh woho why you so wound up? it’s a badge of honour- and well your not exactly virgin territory after your closet date with andrews”

i get ready to interject but betty beats me to it

“okay that’s beyond irrelevant chuck” she pauses “your not allowed to go around humiliating girls for any reason under any circumstances! you-you-jerk!”

her smirks at the blonde addressing her"look i get your not a closet kinda girl but hey, if you want to ride the chuck wagon that can be arranged”

the locker room erupts in snickers the boys rielling each other up

veronica’s quick to defend her best friend “let’s keep this simple so your preppy half murder brain can grasp it

she walks closer to him narrowing the gap between them “take this. the hell. down”

he glances to his boys before leaning down to Veronica’s eye line “see that high, bitch tone attitude might have worked on the betas you dated in new york but-” he pauses “your in bull dog territory now”

the boys back him up by snarling and barking like dogs, how darling of them

“but please fight back” she smirks giddy “your only making it harder for yourself”

betty grabs the raven haired girl but he shoulder and guides her out of the crowed locker room, clearly furious and somewhat embarrassed

as the girls moved im revealed to the jock “oh! is that miss andrews?!” he yells allowing all the boys to turn and gather around me

“you disgust me” i seethe digging my nails into my palms so o don’t lash out at the boy.

“what did you think that you were my last?” he chuckles and i instantly feel sick at the memory “don’t flatter yourself” he smirks

“take it down chuck, now” he rolls his eyes at my persistence “everyone’s already seen it now” he attempts to sass me.

“so you wouldn’t have any problem with deleting it then right?” a bunch of ‘ooohs’ floated around the room making chuck angry

he slams his fist against the locker beside me “did you forget where you are andrews?” the boys start barking again and i roll my eyes at their childishness

“you may be a bulldog chuck but just remember im a vixen and ill bring you down when you least expect it”

i go to punch him and he flinches then continue to try and play it off “well well well, if it isn’t the better half of the andrews” i turn and move past the raven haired jock

“not in the mood reg” i make my way out of the locker room and into the hall when i spot my two friends im presuming making a game plan

“hey wait-” i turn and sigh frustrated “god reggie what now?!” i respond my voice grower louder

he lifts he’s hands up in surrender “is everything okay?” he swallows glancing at me, i hesitate before shaking my head “no but it will be soon enough-” he nods placing a hand on my shoulder

“would you maybe want to come with me to pops tonight? talk about whatever the hell happened in there?” i glance over to my friends then back to reggie

“reggie-” he cuts me off “please (y/n) we haven’t spoken since you moved? i promise it’s just a milkshake and a bite to eat nothing more” i roll my eyes fine 8"

i move away and head over frantically to my friends “ronnie you okay?” she nods offering a small smile

“he took it down- chuck. i made him take it down” she looks up at me and hugs me tight “thank you” i squeeze her back rubbing her back soothingly “its okay” i whisper back

“dad?” i call out closing the front door as i trudge through the house looking for my father.

the sound of drills coming from our backyard was enough to get me curious “dad?” i ask walking out the door and down into our backyard

the shed door was open, my father inside sound proofing our garage. the noise stops as my dad notices my presence “hey kiddo” i smile up at my dad

“what’s all this?”

“just fixing up the shed for your brother, he need somewhere to practice”

i furrow my brows “archies into music? when did that happen?” i chuckle flopping down on one of the couches

“over the summer, there’s a new teacher at the school- miss grundy, she’s been helping archie alot with it” i nod taking in all the new information

“archie never told me about her” i say confused “oh im sure he would’ve wanted to- he probably forget to mention it at some point”

i sit for a few trying to figure out why archie hadn’t told me about his new venture and his closeness to our music teacher

i stand up brushing off my jeans “im going to go to pops” my dad nods “oh pop actually run, wanted to know if you wanted your old job back?”

i widen my eyes surprised “really?!” he nods “you should go see him” i nod giving him a kiss on the cheek before rushing off to the diner

the bell chimes as the door to pops swings open, the older man smiles at me as i walk over the threshold “hey pop!”

“miss andrews just the lady i wanted to see” i smile leaving against the front counter “dad told me the news, id love to come back if you’d like me back” i smile at the man

i worked at pops for about 4 months before i moved, i waitressed and every so often i was allowed into the kitchen to make a few off the menu items

he bends down behind the counter and places my old uniform on the bench in front of me, a cheer to myself running me finger over my badge “thank you!!” i squeal giving him a small hug

“when do you want me to start?” he glances around the semi busy diner “how about now, im expecting hermione to come in soon so you two can keep it down till dinner rush right?” i nod

i grab my uniform and head toward the restroom pausing and turning first “wait who’s hermonie?” he chuckles “it’s fine never mind” i push open the door and change from my school clothes to uniform

when i return to the front desk pop has disappeared and is replaced by a beautiful raven haired older lady, i plaster on a smile and walk toward her

“you must be hermione?” the lady looks up smiling softly at me and dismissing whatever she was doing to walk over to me

“thats me, may i ask who you are?” i mentally face palm “(y/n), andrews- i worked her last year- pop just gave me my job back” she nods

“so your Fred’s daughter?” she questions and i nod “guilty” she giggles at me placing a hand on my shoulder “you look just like your mother- you know your father and i dated in high school”

my jaw drops “no way!! my dad with a woman like you- jeezz i didn’t know he had that much game” the lodge woman smiled at me giving me a nudge on my hip

“your father was devilishly handsome in high school-” i squeeze my eyes shut “oh god- ew” we both share a laugh before I turn and scan the diner spotting a familiar beanie in one of our booths

“friend of yours?” i smile at the thought “yeah something like that- ill be back” i walk over from my fellow co-worker and toward jughead sliding into the booth

“oh im good for a refill- oh (y/n) hey” i smile at the brunette “hey juggie” i play with the ends of my hair as he examines me “cute dress”

i blush and scuff my converse against the diner floor brushing jugheads leg by accident causing me to blush further “its a look isn’t it” i tease and he nods laughing as he continues to type

“i didn’t know you got your job back” he questions eyes moving from me then back to his laptop

“i only just got it back, he called dad and said he’d consider having me back- it’ll be good anyways to get that extra bit of money” he nods silence filling the booth

“can i get you anything? another milkshake?” he closes his laptop and stares into my eyes before dropping to my lips.

i feel something twitch in my stomach that causing me to bite my lip “juggie?” he snapped out of his gaze “hm what?”

i laugh moving myself from my side of the booth to his “do you want me to get you anything?” i say glancing at the empty fries bowls and milkshake glasses.

i knew when he wrote he always ordered a burger and fries to keep him going, sometimes he’d be too wrapped up to even touch the food placed infront of him

he swallows at our closeness eyes darting all over the place “i need to tell you something” he’s arms extends over the back of the booth

“your starting to worry me, what is it? is it important i do have tables to wait” he looks down at my hands placed on his thighs “it’s about your brother, he’s in trouble"

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To The Speculation Station!

First thing’s first: not to say I told you so, but I told you so about Saeran and the jacket. 

*clears throat*

Anyway, we got a whole heap of grist for the speculation mill last night, so let’s get right to it. I’ve had some time to consider the new material and in the end, I decided it didn’t change my core beliefs: 

- We are not playing this route as Rika. Let’s be honest, outside of a small but vocal minority it’s pretty safe to say a lot of the fandom would find that distasteful, if not downright offensive. On a practical level it’s also at odds with the core design of the game. MM is a self-insert choose your own adventure game where the adventure is “fixing” your choice of handsome but emotionally damaged Korean men ( or one lady) with your love.  It just doesn’t make any sense to change that, especially when doing so poses a significant risk of pissing off most of your fan base. It it impossible? I mean, nothing is impossible when it’s all make-believe anyway, but that still doesn’t make it likely and the video did not show me anything to suggest differently. Yes, Rika is featured heavily in it, but it’s V’s route. Frankly, it’d be weird if she wasn’t.  

- Also, as much as I hate to admit it, just because you don’t play as Rika doesn’t rule out the possibility that the aim of the route is for the MC to “fix” V by facilitating his reconciliation with (a hopefully reformed) Rika. To be clear, I don’t want this to be the case, I don’t think it should be the case, and I don’t think it will be the case, for the same reasons we won’t be playing as Rika. However, there were some things about the video - in particular that photograph in the end where they’re together and happy looking and smiling - that definitely made me wonder…

- But most importantly, the route is not a prequel or a sequel. It will cover the same 11 days that the other routes do - just with it’s own twist on events, like the others. And why not? There’s plenty of variety already - Zen hurts his foot in some routes, but not in others. Jumin only crashes Seven’s car in one route and none of the others. Same with Yoosung’s mom coming to visit, etc. etc. etc. There are many examples of this. V attends the party in some of the routes, and is completely absent in others. Even if you believe the reset theory and that Seven’s route and the secret endings are the “true” story, it doesn’t change the fact that all of the other routes are variations on that “true” story and exist in the same basic timeline: the one where the MC gets pulled into the middle of a confrontation between the RFA and Mint Eye that’s been brewing for years. Although it occurs to different degrees, that central conflict is the one thing all of the routes have in common. 

Why would we expect V’s route to be any different? 

“But Sophie,” you say. “What about the song? And the new outfits? AND THAT HAIR???”

Well, let’s just look at the song for now: 

I color coded the lyrics to indicate who is singing - blue is V, obvies, and gold is Rika. Although I’ve read some pretty convincing and appetizing explanations to the contrary, I think the context of this song is that V is the light and Rika is the daffodil. There’s other things too, but it’s V’s last few lines that really sell it for me - ‘Shall there be light, even if surrendering my everything in whole, love tenderly this daffodil’. 

Consider V’s whole motivation in MM: He is the sun (light) and he is willing to give up anything (surrender my everything in whole) to save (love tenderly) Rika (this daffodil, a flower that will blossom in the light). 

Ask yourself: why does V lie to the everyone about Rika’s death? To protect them from her, to an extent, but also because doing so allows him to secretly keep trying to bring “his” Rika back, because he believes there’s a chance to change her mind and fix things by letting her destroy him. He says so himself: 

But how can that interpretation bolster my belief about when his route takes place? Well, if you read the song that way, its lyrics are a poetic expression of everything we already know about V and Rika’s relationship. It’s the anthem for the state of their union on Day 1 of every other route, even though it was largely in the background of those stories.  

But now it’s not in the background any more. Now it’s the whole show. The one where V has to come clean to everyone about everything he’s been hiding from his friends (and that’s why they all look so upset in the opening credits, poor bbs, it’s not gonna be a fun time for anyone). The one where because he comes clean we’re really going to find out what’s going on with Rika and Saeran and Mint Eye and their “everlasting party”. (I think that’s what the fancy clothes are for.) The one where these two groups (and this couple) will finally air all their dirty laundry so that there can be closure once and for all. 

The opening video is the starting point of the new route, the same starting point as all the others…

…except this time, it marks the beginning of “another story”. 

madamemarquise  asked:

Hello, it´s a little strange for me to ask for my own birthday present, but I´ll try anyway. My b-day is on 16th of February and I´d love me some "it would have happened anyway" in Panem AU or historical Everlark, rated M. Thank you for this wonderful blog!

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Happy birthday @madamemarquise! It is always okay with us to send in your own ask. ;) We hope your day is amazing! Here is your ‘It would have happened anyway’ ficlet, courtesy of the very talented @xerxia31. Enjoy!


rated T

The day of Peeta Mellark’s last reaping dawned gloriously, with a pink-and-gold sunrise sliding back to reveal blue skies, and a soft breeze fluttering through the open windows. But he couldn’t enjoy it, and not just because he was holed up in the bakery, toiling in front of the ovens.

He couldn’t enjoy it because he was terrified about Katniss, the girl he’d had a crush on since forever. It would be her last reaping too, one way or another.

It was the another thought that had him so worked up.

Peeta had spent three-quarters of his life watching Katniss Everdeen. Watching the sweet, vibrant girl who sang like an angel - but was forced to grow up far too fast - turn into a strong, independent, often-scowling woman. In the years since her father died, in the years since that gut-wrenching day she’d appeared at the back of the bakery, skeletal and with eyes already dead, Katniss had learned to take care of herself and her family. And Peeta had been watching. He knew each time she took out tesserae, had been mentally counting her slips in the reaping bowls for six long years. And this year, her name was in the reaping twenty-eight times. Twenty-eight!

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anonymous asked:

I've been thinking about what Jen/Colin said when at the Atlanta panel. Jen mentioned again that she loves that a&e don't break up CS, that they work through their problems as a team (don't remember exact wording). At that point they were on 17 I think? Do you think there's anything there? That maybe Emma won't give back the ring? I'd have to imagine that would seem like a break up, at least for a bit. Or maybe they'll work it out quick enough to not seem like a break up like other shows have.

OK I apologize in advance because this might get a little wordy. LOL

There is no doubt in my mind that this is not going to be a standard breakup–even a short term one. And here’s why.

Killian and Emma have never been written as an average couple. They’ve never been staged as as average couple. Their relationship arc has not been that of an average couple. The stakes in their relationship–both on a physical and emotional level–have never been average. 

This isn’t an accident. It’s all been carefully handled since day one. At no point have they ever veered off this path. This isn’t just love, it isn’t just true love, it’s epic true love. 

Of course even epic true love faces bumps in the road just like any other relationship. The difference is how epic true love handles those bumps.

I don’t believe for one second we’ll see Emma give the ring back to Killian in a flouncy “we’re over” type scene. That’s not happening.

Here’s the bottom line. 

In any relationship there are a series of moments when you either trust the other person or you don’t. You either believe in them or you don’t. You either have faith in them or you don’t. These are the moments that define a relationship. 

Emma and Killian have faced every one of those moments unflinchingly. They trust each other not only with their lives but with their hearts. They believe in each other’s vision of not only the present but the future. They each have tptal faith that the other will be there for them in every way imaginable.

You don’t build an epic love story and then damage it with a retread of a plotline we’ve all see 100000000 times. And there is absolutely nothing in what we’ve seen on screen up to this point that shows they have any intention of doing that now.

Speaking from a strictly structural point of view–and those of you who read the bullets know how I love me some structure–the bookend scenes of the proposal were Belle not only understanding but applauding the reason why Gold did the bad thing he did ala the Blue Fairy and Regina wrestling with the idea of reconciling the two sides of herself. I mean seriously–they’re not even being subtle here.

I think anyone preparing themselves for a worst case scenario where Killian and Emma have a big fight, break up, he heads off and they spend several episodes up to their eyeballs in hurt feelings and bad behavior is in for a very pleasant surprise.

And those people hoping for that scenario are going to be sorely disappointed.

Gideon may have something up his sleeve but don’t underestimate Emma. She’s the farthest thing from a brainless little piece of fluff, susceptible to manipulation by a sociopath with training wheels that there is. She’s smart and she’s strong and she loves her man. She’ll behave accordingly.

As for Killian, his only doubt at the moment is in own worthiness. He blames himself for what happened with Robert far more than anyone else will in the end. And yes I include Charming in that.

He’s about to face a test but it won’t have anything to do with Emma. He doesn’t have to prove anything to her. Or convince her of anything. He has to convince himself.

And in an epic love story when one partner is facing a crisis of confidence in themselves the other partner is there to hold them up, to support them, and to love them.

While I don’t think Emma will hurl the ring at Killian in anger I do think at some point it will come off and there will be a second proposal. Because what we see in the sneak peek is Emma realizing that she robbed Killian of his moment. Not intentionally and not with malice but nevertheless she took it from him. 

And at some point we’re going to see her, and the show, give him that moment back.

Get the kleenex.

Mistake (Jughead x Reader)

Prompt: the reader tells Jughead how they feel, but Jughead has other feelings.

Warnings: Angst? 

Pairings: Jughead x Reader

Words : 624

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A/N: Sorry I’ve been so inactive with writing. I’m back on track now and my brain is working overtime trying to get these done! 

I sipped my coffee from the off-white stained mug, staring out the window at Pop’s. It was a brisk fall day, the multicolored leaves slowly falling off the branches.

I haven’t been to Pop’s in weeks, months even. Not since I had told my best friend that I had fallen in love with him, since he had told me he loved someone else…Betty.

Betty was – is – a sweet girl. Her blonde hair, radiating smile, and almost absolute perfectness attracts everyone. No wonder Juggy didn’t love me back. She was amazing.

I remember that afternoon almost perfectly. We were sitting in the booth I am currently in now, working on an article for the Blue and Gold. I’m not sure what came over me, but some force must’ve taken over my body and compelled me to tell him.

“Wh-what?” he asked, and I rolled my eyes.

“I said I love you.”

“(Y/N),” he starts, and I can already feel my heart breaking in two. “That’s flattering and all, but I’m in love with Betty.”

The sheer bluntness in his voice is what had brought me to tears. His face was so stoic, and as I stood up from the booth, I noticed his expression didn’t change one bit. I remember muttering a quick, quiet apology and leaving, before anything else was able to be said.

Two weeks later, and I spotted Jughead and Betty in our shared free period, trying to hide the fact that they were holding hands under the table. I hadn’t spoken to him since I had told him, and I guess he finally had gotten who he wanted.

I’m at Pop’s tonight, though, because I had gotten a message from Jughead earlier today, asking to meet in ‘our spot’. So I’ve been sitting here for almost an hour, alone. No sign of the boys crown beanie anywhere to be found.

At this point I’m fully fed up, and I’m getting up to leave when I hear a voice calling my name. I look up to see him, and It’s the first time I’ve made eye contact with him in such a long time.

“Sorry I’m late, I had stuff to do for the Blue and Gold.” He says, and I hum in affirmation, sitting back down. My chest hurts, remembering the fact that Jughead had replaced my position on the schools paper with Betty.

“I want to get straight to the point… I miss my best friend.” He says “I made a mistake, with not trying to talk to you these past few months. I didn’t know what to say, so I didn’t say anything at all. I’m sorry. It was so uncalled for.”

The words flow eloquently, like this was rehearsed. I swallow hard, unable to make eye contact with him. “So, what do you want then?” I ask, and he takes a deep breath.

“I want my best friend back. I want you to come back to the Blue and Gold. I want things to go back to… normal.”

My chest burns with pain and there’s a ringing in my ears. I finally force my eyes to drift up towards his, and I see nothing but hopefulness. I lick my lips, wondering if he can see the unrequited love dancing in mine. I take a sip of coffee, and against my will, my heart makes a decision that my brain does not agree with. I know it will hurt more, letting Jughead back into my life, and I know it’s the worst decision I’ve ever made thus far. Yet I can feel my head nodding with agreement.

“I’d love that.” I choke out. But I can’t help but think that I’ve bitten off way more than I can chew.

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For ‘Grey’s’ Doc Jessica Capshaw, Work-Life Balance Is a Total Myth | Yahoo Style

Jessica Capshaw, who plays doctor Arizona Robbins at the fictional Grey Sloan Memorial Hospital, says starring on Grey’s Anatomy has changed her life. She’s loved playing a lesbian onscreen but had no idea what her story arc would be when she first signed on as a guest star.

“[Shonda Rhimes] called me into her office and she was really direct. She was like, ‘I want you to stay for another episode, and in the next episode, you’re going to kiss Callie,’” Capshaw tells Yahoo Style, referring to her former onscreen partner played by Sara Ramirez. ‘I’m game to try stuff. So I was like, ‘Yeah. OK!‘”

Eight seasons later, the actress is a mainstay on the medical drama. Her “go with the flow” attitude has taken her character through all sorts of crazy plotlines including the loss of a leg and a recent divorce, which has opened the door for Rhimes to toss another curveball Capshaw’s way: having her heat things up on creen with her real-life friend Marika Dominczyk.

“It was definitely one of those moments when you were like, ‘I’m going to kiss my friend.’ That’s going to happen,” she says, with a laugh.

When she’s not saving infants onscreen, Capshaw is busy parenting her tribe of four. And while she, like many working moms, is juggling a career, family, and personal life, she is quick to proclaim that the idea of work-life balance is a fantasy. Here’s more from this outspoken actress.

What do you love about playing Arizona?
There’s a lot of loss that transcends in themes with Arizona but I think this season gets to be more about finding what she loves and getting to be in a relationship that’s a little irreverent, to get to be chased by someone. She gets to feel the newness of being in a relationship that is physical that is not her ex. And that’s been really fun to play this season. It’s been nice and new and fresh.

Arizona was with Callie for so long. Is it fun to get to play the field now?
It is! This year, my love interest is played by Marika Dominczyk. I’ve known her for quite a while, and she’s a good friend of mine — and married to Scott Foley, who is also a friend of mine. It’s a very interesting negotiation, but we had fun. We laughed a lot. And our husbands have definitely had a laugh or two over it.

Do you feel honored to be able to help fight for equality by portraying this character on a weekly basis? And to eventually teach that lesson to your kids?
I never would have imagined that I would be able to play a character that would feel like it does so much good, whether it’s people who feel like the character resonates with them and it makes their day a little easier to see themselves represented. Or if it’s someone watching it who has someone in their life who is gay and they might have not understood it before and all of a sudden, they have another person or another thing to point to and say, ‘Oh that’s a different context.’ Being able to play a lesbian as a series regular on television has been enormously rewarding.

My daughter goes to preschool, and the preschool has all kinds of families. And I guess one of the kids said, ‘You have to have a mom and a dad to have a baby.’ And my daughter said, ‘No. No you don’t.’ And this was all overheard and told to me later. She said, in a very kind and patient way to that child, ‘There can be a mom and a mom and a dad and a mom and there can be a dad and a dad.’ I am so grateful that she will never know any different, and it will only be if she is in the presence of people who are on the wrong side of history or small-minded that she will hear anything other than that. I feel grateful to have her living in a family that will put her out into the world as someone who understands the world a little bit.

You work long hours on the show but have four kids and a husband at home. How do you do it all?
My schedule is incredibly all over the place. A lot of people, especially who are working moms, say it’s all about balance and trying to create a balance, and I respectfully disagree. I don’t know that any part of my day is ever balanced. I don’t spend equal parts being mom or being a worker, being a wife, being an advocate, being a humanitarian, whatever it is that I am endeavoring to be.

I constantly have to make sacrifices. With four kids, there are going to be that many holiday performances and there are going to be spring performances and field trips and muffin mom. So there is tons of stuff that is there for the doing, and I pick and choose what I can. I find in my own life as a mom, that I always try to pick the things that I actually enjoy because I think my kids see that in me. I have a crazy schedule, and sometimes it works for me to be able to do the thing that I said I was going to do, and sometimes it doesn’t. So you sacrifice sometimes being able to go to the thing or pick up the child. I had much more stringent and very inflexible ideas of what I thought it meant to be a great mom when I first started.

I remember thinking that there was just no way in the world that my kid would ever have a doctor’s appointment that I wouldn’t be there for. But when you’re just starting out, you think things should be one way and you’re humbled that it takes a village. And there will be times when your kid is sick and they need to go to the doctor and you’re not going to be there. But thank God they are still going to the doctor. It’s just so unrealistic to think that we can do it all.

Your youngest is 1. Has it been exciting to return to your pre-pregnancy style?
I never wore maternity clothes, except for a couple of pairs of — yes, it’s true — jean shorts that I wore where I swear the inseam was like half an inch. It was embarrassing. I like myself a pair of jean shorts. I just did a recent purging of my closet, and I’m not gonna lie, there were probably five to six one-inch if not half-inch inseam denim shorts that had to go. I really felt like maybe it was time. Maybe they have just run their course in my life.

Once I had kids, I definitely did start to realize how I’d like to dress that feels comfortable and at the same time it feels current and it feels stylish and you feel like it has an attitude or an opinion. And sometimes you are in your workout clothes until 4 in the afternoon.

Fashion-wise, what are you into these days?
I find that for me, in the summer especially, it’s all about dresses. It’s one stop. You put on your great dress and some sandals. I love almost the entire Ulla Johnson line. They are great dresses; they are easy to put on. I also love finding sandals that go with everything and then finding a pair that have a ton of color that I’m excited to pair with something. I stick with blues quite a lot — light blue, dark blue. Besides blue as a color, I tend to say in the neutrals and the nudes, the creams, and the whites and the golds. I love a button-down shirt. I love a great pair of jeans. And I love a heel. I loved when the block heels came back in. It was so great because they are so much more comfortable, especially when you have four kids.

I have some fellow-mom fashionistas. My friend Marliene Rentmeester has a blog called Le Catch. I get the little newsletter every day, and it’s always got something fun in it at every price point. Unless it’s very ephemeral and very inexpensive, I think at this point in my life, I’m all about the classics. What do you love that you’re going to love for a very long time?

What’s your stance on scrubs?
I count myself among the lucky that I get to go to work in my pajamas. It takes me like 14 seconds to get into my outfit.

Has it been fun dressing your kids?
I kind of live for it. I have a little bit of a problem! And on any given day, probably any of my children are dressed better than I am. They go through their clothes so fast, but I do have to say, I stretch it out.

How did they hide your baby bumps on set?
During the tenure of my time on the show, we went from having real x-rays and real clipboards to having iPads. I used to carry the pads and the x-rays and it would be right in front of my stomach, or I would stand behind desks and that kind of worked. Then the Microsoft pads came out and I was like, ‘I have less room to hide!’ So they had to play with camera angles. But I think if anybody looks at the past couple of seasons, you’ll definitely see when I’m pregnant and when I’m not! Debbie Allen directed an episode one time where she actually used an entire ambulance to hide my pregnant body. Everyone got a very good chuckle out of the fact that it took and entire ambulance to cover me. I was like, ‘Guys I’m not that big!’

I’ve heard that Shonda Rhimes is a huge advocate for working moms.
She is amazing. She understands that every mom is going to need something different. And what she’s been so great about is she goes to the person and says, ‘What do you want? What do you need? What would make this transition and being a mom good for you in this way?’ She’s a godsend, and she’s in the earned position where she has quite a bit of power and she commands attention and understanding from people. And she’s able to say “This needs to be looked at” to the powers that be that might not have been keen on expanding options for maternity leave and childcare. And I think that’s an incredible thing.

Do your kids visit you on set?
I do believe that sets are a workplace and you have a ton of adults, you have a ton of equipment, you have a lot of dust. You have people that are frustrated, people that are joyful. And I’m the worst, by the way. I don’t know how it’s possible but I never cuss at home. I get to work and I cuss like a sailor. And you’ve got words going around. So I am always like, “The set it not a place for kids.” But we all have kids come and visit in our trailer, and I feel like when we are on location, kids always come visit because it’s a park or a building and that’s fun.

Do your kids realize their mom is a big TV star?
People come up and they’ll say something or they’ll ask for a picture and my kids think it’s the funniest thing they’ve ever seen. They just think it’s hysterical! They don’t understand it.

Your mom was an actress. What did she teach you about navigating Hollywood as a woman?
I think the greatest gift that my mom gave me was that I never saw myself as less than because I was a woman. I never thought — and naively so — that I’d have to give up more or I couldn’t do as much or I couldn’t get as much. She has such a strong character and incredible conviction, and she’s done so much and she’s accomplished so much and she’s just traveled so far. I think you have to take it one step at a time. If you find out there is a guy getting paid more than you and you do the same job, then you pick that fight. But it can’t be about everything all the time, at least not in that moment. I think then people get overwhelmed and they lose sight of what they are actually fighting for. I think it’s very important to be organized in your call to action in order to understand what it is that you want to accomplish before you go out there with arms swinging.


I want to spread some positivity so I thought of the idea of positivity butterflies ( @cappuccinohowell did something similar) and I loved the idea.

- reblog this post
- send me a colour of either
- blue
- pink
- green
- yellow
- gold
- only one colour please
And I’ll give you a sweet message alongside your butterfly

If this flops it never happened

My parents no longer tease me about my thrift store obsession after realizing that my weird aesthetic purchases are worth money. 

Some of you may be aware that I purchased a couch about a month ago (Some may even know that my father who loves me very much, knocked out chunk of my bedroom wall so I could get it into my room). It’s a gorgeous wooden French Provincial style couch, and I can’t remember when it was made, but I think it was the 40s or 50s. I bought it for $40. It was an antique and the same one (in worse condition) sold online for $250.

Today I bought an old copy of The Scarlet Letter, fully intending to use its dark blue and gold cover (which is embossed with oak leaves and acorns), to make a sketchbook. Ends up it’s from the 40′s, so I won’t be doing that! I bought it for $2. I found where someone sold it online (again in worse condition) for $67.

I’ve also purchased copies of Abigail Adams, A Connecticut Yankee In King Arthur’s Court, and Familiar Quotations for $2 or less a piece, all of which are worth between $25-80.

I won’t get rid of any of them of course because I love them, but it just goes to show that old adage about “one man’s trash”.

anonymous asked:

Songs that make you feel safe? I've had a really bad anxiety day and all my usual songs just aren't helping

here are some! some are sad, some are about anxiety, some are hopeful, some just sound really calming. i hope you find one you like :)

this is actually hard for me to make bc usually when i have anxiety i just try to channel that energy into anger/determination/energy to spend in the gym, so usually what i use is not really… safe.

here’s a spotify playlist with some of them, plus some. tbh i usually just turn to flatsound radio. it’s perfect. flatsound.org/radio i think. support mitch he deserves it.

feel free to reply with yours x

If Jon (will be) blind...

More potential clues for undercover? 

“It has been so long,” she had said to Ser Barristan, just yesterday. “What if Daario has betrayed me and gone over to my enemies?” Three treasons will you know. “What if he met another woman, some princess of the Lhazarene?”

The old knight neither liked nor trusted Daario, she knew. Even so, he had answered gallantly. “There is no woman more lovely than Your Grace. Only a blind man could believe otherwise, and Daario Naharis was not blind.

No, she thought. His eyes are a deep blue, almost purple, and his gold tooth gleams when he smiles for me.” - Danny, ADWD


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Bughead Prompt 1

Anonymous said: Hey! Could you do a Bughead fic where Betty gets hurt somehow and Jughead comforts her and fixes her up?? Thanks!

“Throw her up higher!” Cheryl screamed towards the cheerleaders as she watched from a few feet away. “She needs to go higher!”

“We can only throw a human so high, Cheryl!” Veronica hissed, as she and Ginger Lopez tossed Betty into the air.

“Maybe if she was a bit lighter you’d be able to toss her higher, hmm?” Cheryl questioned, with a triumphant smirk forming on her lips. “Maybe if you cut back on the milkshakes you’d be able to go higher, Betty! I didn’t know Jughead was into big girls.”

Veronica growled, as Betty just looked down at her shoes. “Excuse you?”

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Jughead Jones | Punk Babe (part two)

Count of words: 435

Warnings: short and stupid, maybe a curse word or something

A/N: very short cause due to some very unfortunate events close to my house I had all my focus on that today plus I was very uninspired ♥♥ hope you like it ♥




Part One

anonymous asked:

Y/N and I became close and closer by the day. We became inseparable. We would always be with one another in school and then we would walk to Pop’s together, where I would help her with some of her homework and she would help me with my novel or the articles for the blue and gold. So, right now it was a free period for me and the gang but Y/N was in algebra class. “I pretty sure she is cursing me under her breath right now cause she has algebra and I have a free period,” I chuckled and Archie looked at me with disbelief. “What?” I question and he just nodded his head no. “It’s nothing really. But, can you just stop pretending like you don’t like her,” he said. “We all know she likes you too,” Veronica intruded the conversation. “I don’t like her and she doesn’t like me, ok?!” I responded to my friends and they laughed. “Yes, that’s why whenever she is not around you talk about her, that’s why you look at like she is some kind of precious diamond to you, tha-” “That’s why you even let her correct your writing at times, even if you still keep what you originally wrote,” Archie interupted. It took me a second to process but they were right. Maybe I did have feelings for her.

Even when you are undeniably in love with someone, it’s always going to be hard to admit to your feelings in fear of rejection. But, in the small town we live in, where danger and fear has been ruling us all, the more you wait the harder it gets, and, as applied to everything in life, ‘later’ could be ‘too late’ in just a matter of seconds. So, even if it was hard, it was indeed time to act up to my feelings ‘and ask the damn girl out’.

I was thinking about my friends’ words all night, not being able to sleep. The feelings I had for her were not something I could explain. They were nothing I’ve ever felt before, and it scared me. When the morning came around and I was once again forced to go to school, my mind was buzzing, hair messy and bags underneath my eyes. I was in a deep confusion, not knowing what to do. Maybe it was the fear of rejection of the fear of losing her, even scaring her away was a posibility. Hell, I was scared out of my mind, wouldn’t she? So, I did what seemed like the smartest thing I could do; or the most douchebagish one, you choose. I begun to ignore her. 

I really didn’t know why I started to ignore it. I couldn’t understand why I thought it was a good idea. The girl was constantly trying to communicate with me but I was shutting her out. Smart Jughead. The first person you actually fit in with and you shut her down. It was hard and addmittingly stupid but I kept my walls up, never letting her close to me, thinking that this way she would go away and so would my feelings. But my feelings were strong, not to mention stubborn. They would be very porminent until I admitted to them. 

It had been days that I hadn’t spoken to her, that I didn’t see her. It was around 2 am when the pressure of my feelings was to much to handle. I could not stop thinking about her, not having a good explaination as to why I pushed her away, rather than my selfishness. So I did the only logical thing a tired and sleeping-awake human being could do; I walked my way to her house and climped up her window. I knocked a couple of times and sleepingly she opened it. Not giving her a second to process what happend I kissed, hard, with all the love and passion I had for her making their appearence, finally. 

Ride or Die pt 3

Jughead x reader, jughead x betty, Archie x reader, and a little Joaquin x reader

Warning: none


Everyone head turned when Y/N entered Pop’s with Joaquin. His arms were around her as they waddled to the groups table laughing about something.

 “Hey guys.” Archie greeted enthusiastically. Veronica and Archie jumped out of their side of the booth to hug Y/N.

“Mmm I’ve missed you guys.” Y/N sighed hugging Archie closer.

Archie spun her around kissing her forehead.“ Im going to order you a burger and fries. I might even share a shake with you.”

“Okay but they better be chili fries.”

“Of course.”

V and Archie slipped into the booth as Joaquin pulled up a chair pulling Y/N into his lap.

“So what have all my lovely people been up to?” Y/N asked.

“ Jughead and I have been working on the Blue and Gold. We saw a pregnant Polly who escaped from the Quiet Sisters Sanctuary.” Betty confessed

“Wow you guys have been busy today.” Y/N said smiling as a burger and fries was placed in front of her.

“A little.” Archie nodded.“ I’ve been writing songs.”

“You’ll have to sing some for me soon.” Y/N said squeezing his hand.“I love these fries.”

“Of course they’re curly fries.” Jughead added his fist clenching slightly.

“You’re the same Jug. Fries and milkshakes are your two favorite things.”

Joaquin whispered something in Y/N’s ear causing her to giggle. Betty frowned watching Jughead clench his fists.

“You okay juggie?” Betty asked in a whisper.

“Yeah I’m great.” Jughead whispered back.

Betty frowned but nodded. She squeezed his hand reassuringly.

Originally posted by riverdalebish