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We Are Young: Chapter 1

Throne of Glass High School AU

Summary: Senior Rowan Whitethorn is new to town. It doesn’t take him long to get use to a new school, make new friends, even join the local hockey team. But it also doesn’t take him long to meet sophomore and figure skater Aelin Galathynius. And it doesn’t take him long to realize one thing; he can’t stand her.

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“Coach is going to kill you.”

Aelin had to resist the urge to roll her eyes. She glanced over at Nehemia, but the dark skinned beauty was too busy backing into a parking spot of the school parking lot to pay her any attention.

Uncle Orlon,” The car came to a stop and Aelin sent Nehemia another pointed look - “Isn’t going to kill me for added a little extra sugar in my coffee.” A pause. “Uncle Weylan might though.”

“There are several things wrong with your statement,” Lysandra spoke up from the back of the car. She leant forward to look at herself in the rearview mirror, fixing her hair as she spoke. “One, you got a gingerbread latte and added three extra packets of sugar. I wouldn’t call that ‘a little’. And two,” Lysandra turned, sending Aelin a deadly smile. “Coach Weylan will definitely kill you when he finds out.”

If he finds out.” Aelin smirked, taking a big sip of her over sugared drink.

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anonymous asked:

Solangelo long distance internet relationship au (hehe a challenge sorta)

long distance aus are one of my favs pal (u could make a bigger challenge tbh but like pls dont take that as an invite to make this super difficult for me???)

  • so lets say that they meet on some kind of online forum for mythomagic and it starts out as just innocent talking about the game but they exchange different social media accounts and talk there too but mostly just as friends/acquaintances 
  • so after a while of DMing in different places they exchange snapchats and like at this point neither of them have ever really exchanged pictures of themselves or anything?? so the first picture nico sees of will makes it look like he’s got an angelic glow and u know, clearly nico liked this guy if he’s been talking to him for this long??? but that crush hits him like a punch in the face ok
    • and ofc will feels the same but he’s been pretty sure about his crush for a while now ok
  • so they snapchat each other pictures of things that remind them of each other (in a totally platonic way ok) and when they have something they want to say but dont want to type it all out they’ll send like 8 consecutive videos of just them complaining at the camera
    • after almost like, a month of that, will’s like “why don’t we just exchange skypes instead??? it’ll be so much easier. and maybe also phone numbers??? if you’re ok with that????” so they do
  • honestly??? their first skype call lasted like 5 hours and like a good portion of time they were actually talking to each other but like at one point nico had to run to the bathroom and just left his laptop sitting on his bed and when he got back will was in the middle of highlighting a textbook and nico just like let him study for like 45 minutes until will finally realized that nico came back and they carried on talking
  • so it’s only a few months after they first start skyping (and calling each other whenever theyre bored and dont have their computers) that nico’s like “ok i dont want to freak you out bc i dont want what im about to say to ruin this friendship so bear with me for a second bc i really like you and if we didn’t live on opposite sides of the country i would have asked you on a date months ago”
    • will’s like ‘literally same? you’re basically the most perfect person ive ever met and i would do anything to get to meet you in person and take you out for dinner and maybe a movie or something, actually, there’s this off-broadway show that i think you’d like and this restaurant a few blocks over and…’
    • and honestly nico’s pretty sure hes in love and heartbroken at the same time bc how is he ever going to meet will in person?
  • so nico starts putting a plan into action but he’s gotta wait until summer so he doesn’t have to worry about missing college classes and he’s gotta get some money together (which takes a lot of bothering his father who’s still not really happy about it when nico gets everything he needs) then buys a plane ticket and packs a bag
    • for a little while it seems like nico never has time to talk to will and will gets kind of upset about it bc he also thinks that nico might be hiding something from him?? so then nico just completely ignores his calls for a few hours and will’s pretty upset like did he do something wrong?? but then nico finally snapchats him
  • so nico waits til he’s out of the airport, heading toward NYU’s campus bc he figures that’s gotta be close to wherever will is, and takes a video on snapchat (he basically says “i dont know where i am but i think i found NYU and can you come pick me up?”)

holy cow these boys are in love

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The Game Part 2/3

Hey guys! Here’s Part 2! I am overwhelmed at the response Part 1 got and so excited to share the rest of the story. Part 3 will come out next week and I am working on some new things for y’all, including those drabbles I promised. Hope you enjoy! Happy Saturday!

If anyone in The Game taglist wants to me added to my overall taglist, lemme know! :)

Things to know: Time Period: 1940′s Bucky, tiny Steve, Info: Reader and Bucky have mutual friend in Steve, but Reader and Bucky don’t really know each other too well….UNTIL NOW BOOM BABY

No Warnings

Part 1

“So Bucky walked you home last night?” Steve said from his usual spot at your kitchen table.

“Yes, he did. Thanks to you,” you sighed. You turned off the the stove with a click and slid the cooked eggs onto mismatched plates before sitting across from him.

“I thought you’d be happier about your dream guy escorting you home,” he said while he broke the yoke and messily drenched his burnt toast.

“Bucky is not my dream guy. He’s a guy-”

“A guy that you really like.”

“A guy that Maria really likes,” you protested, dropping your fork on the plate and leaning your elbows on the table. “What kind of friend am I to let him walk me home… and flirt the whole time,” you said from behind your hands. 

Steve reached over the table and rubbed your shoulder. He was loudly chomping on his toast while he comforted you, prompting you to roll your eyes at him through your fingers. “Want my opinion?” he asked. 

“No,” you groaned. But you knew he would throw in his two cents whether you asked for it or not.

“(Y/N), I’ve never seen you so smitten. And Bucky acts…different around you. I think maybe he likes you.”

“No, he doesn’t.”

“(Y/N), I’ve known him longer than I’ve even known you. And I’m a guy.” He ignored your scoff. “I know how his brain works.”

“But Maria-”

“We both love Maria, but you know as well as I do that she jumps from guy to guy quicker than I can burn toast,” he said, holding up his black, half eaten piece of bread. 

You pulled your face out of your hands and laughed. “Yeah, you’re not allowed to make the toast anymore,” you joked, bouncing yours on the chipped plate in front of you and watching the black crumbs fall off.

He chuckled along with you and then sighed. “Just hang in there, alright?”

“Alright.” You pushed your scrambled eggs around with your fork while Steve took the last bite of his.

“Where is Maria, anyway? She never misses Sunday breakfast.”

As if on cue, the front door opened, sending bright sunshine into the small apartment. Maria stepped in and kicked off her shoes, her quick movements pulling a stray lock of hair out of her bun. It fell into her view as she walked into the kitchen, but a strategic breath from her lips blew it to the side. “I’m sorry I’m late guys. Is the kitchen still open?” She joked while she sat next to Steve and crossed her legs under the table.

“Yes, it is! Scrambled or lion?” You chimed, getting up from the table and pulling the eggs out of the fridge.

“Scrambled, please.”

“So, what’s got you almost missing breakfast?” Steve asked while he gathered the dirty dishes from the table and started washing them in the sink.

“Well, I got a phone call this morning,” she sang. 

“From who?” Steve asked, but you spoke over him.

“From Louis Vuitton?” you gave a gasp. “He saw you walking down the street and wants to fly you to France immediately to star in his summer fashion show!” You mused, waving your spatula with an elegant flare. 

“Yes! How’d you know? He has a new line of wedding gowns out and he told me I’d be the perfect model to travel the world with him,” Maria joined in the game.

The two of you went on and on about fake plans to fly to Peru and Antarctica, twirling around and laughing at each others’ model poses until Steve had had enough. 

“Isn’t that guy dead?”

“He was, but he’s returned.” The three of you burst into laughter and you delivered breakfast to Maria while Steve continued to wash the dishes. 

“So who actually called?” you asked once you had caught your breath.

“Bucky. We have a date tonight. He’s taking me dancing to that place on 15th. He says his friend works at the bar.”

“Which friend?” Steve asked over his shoulder, his focus still on the dishes. 

“Um, he said his name was Tony,” Maria said around her eggs. 

While they spoke, you walked over to the fridge and filled a glass with orange juice for your friend. You tried to ignore the sinking feeling that turned into envy at the mention of Bucky’s name. Your little green monster was trying its hardest to come out, but you wouldn’t let it. 

“So what are you gonna wear?” you asked Maria, giving her the juice and sitting across from her. 

“I don’t know!” she giggled. You could see her happiness bubbling over as she thought about her date and you couldn’t help but smile. 

You snapped your fingers. “You should wear that blue dress you have. With the white collar and the polka dots? I have the perfect shoes to go with it,” you said as you pushed your chair from the table and headed to your bedroom. “Be right back!” you called. 

You walked straight to your closet and picked up a pair of clean, white heels from their spot on the shelf. The thought of someone else in them while they danced with Bucky pulled at you and you leaned against the wall for support. Despite the deep breath you sucked in, you felt hot tears pooling between your lashes. You shook your head, gave a sniff and a wipe and made your way back to the kitchen. 

You held them high in the air and sang a trumpet’s tune. Steve rolled his eyes, but when Maria saw you, she clasped her hands in glee and stood from her chair. “Are you sure, (Y/N)? These are your favorite.”

“Yes, I’m sure! They’ll look great. And they’re great dancin’ shoes.” You winked and elbowed her playfully. 

“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” Maria squealed. “You’re such a wonderful friend, (Y/N).” She encased you in a tight hug and you felt your stiff shoulders relax. You knew you were doing the right thing. 


Later that night you tried to ignore the clock, but the seventh chime reminded you it was 7 o’clock and Bucky would be knocking on Maria’s door and saying hello to her father before walking her down the street to his friend’s bar. 

Trying to stop your mind from wandering, you wrapped yourself in a blanket and situated yourself in the cozy chair by the window with your favorite book. You weren’t even four pages in before you heard someone call your name from outside. 

You looked down toward the street and saw Steve waving at you. Rolling your eyes and throwing your book to the side, you struggled to open the creaky window. “We have a door, ya know!”

“This is more fun!” He yelled through cupped hands. 

You don’t have to open this old window!”

“Come on, weakling! We’re goin’ to the diner.”

You slammed the window closed and grabbed your coat. “Yeah, I’m the weakling,” you murmured to yourself as you closed the door behind you. 

You jogged down the stairs of your apartment and linked your arm in Steve’s. “I already had dinner,” you said as the two of you headed down the street. 

“So did I.”

You stopped and turned to him. “Then why are we going to the diner?”

“Dessert!” he shouted to anyone who would listen as he pulled you farther away from your apartment. 

As the old diner came into view you squeezed his arm and said, “Steve, we don’t have to do this. I’m fine-”

“Who said this was for you? I am dying for a chocolate malt,” he said, opening the door and ushering you inside. 

When the doorbell announced your entrance, heads popped out of booths and stools turned to see who had come in. Your arm dropped from Steve’s and your brow furrowed when you saw Bucky sitting alone, sipping on a soda.  He spun the stool around to you and grinned, but it was nothing like his usual bright, toothy smile. 

“Hey, Buck, what are you doing here?” Steve asked. 

“Where’s Maria?” You managed to croak out.

“Eh, date didn’t go so well,” he said, swirling his straw around in his glass. 

Steve looked at the clock on the wall over the register. “It’s been a half an hour since you picked her up.”

“Yeah, I didn’t really have a great time-”

“Where is she? Is she still at the bar?” You were starting to get impatient.

Bucky sighed and then nodded. “She-”

“You left her at the bar? Alone?”

“Oh, she’s not alone-”

“You jerk,” you said with amazement. “You dumped her on a second date and then just left?”

“Listen,” Bucky said as he stood from his stool. “It’s not like that.” He reached out to grab your arm but you harshly swatted him away.

“I don’t wanna hear it. Don’t talk to her, okay? Or me.” You spun on your heels and headed for the door. 

“(Y/N), wait! Where are you going?” Steve shouted after you. 

“To find Maria!” you said over your shoulder. 

You wrapped your jacket tighter around you as the wind whipped around the buildings. The cool air made you aware of how hot your cheeks were. You should have known he would do this. What kind of guy would flirt up a storm with you and then take your friend out on a date the next night. You felt like a complete fool and you felt awful for Maria. 

You crossed the street onto 15th and followed the bright red sign above the bar. When you opened the heavy door, smoke and slow music bombarded your senses. It took a minute for your eyes to adjust to the low lighting, but when you focused on the dance floor, you saw Maria dancing with a man who you guessed was Tony. 

His hands were low on her hips and her cheek was pressed to his. They were swaying to the soft music, and right away you noticed how short she was compared to the man. Your gaze drifted down to her bare feet and your breath caught in your throat. Along with Maria’s jacket and purse, your white heels were scuffed and thrown on the floor under the table.

Then it hit you. Bucky didn’t dump Maria. Maria dumped him.

Part 3

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anonymous asked:

How about a Riverdale one-shot with established Betty/Jughead? Betty got over Archie before summer and started dating Jughead during the summer, and they're still a couple when the show stars. You may have to change the episodes a bit. I hope that's okay with you.

Here you go!!! I only did the first episode because it turned out to be a lot longer than I thought it would be. But I hope you like it!!!


“Juggie!” Betty couldn’t help but yell as soon as she entered Pop’s and spotted her beanie wearing boyfriend. She had loved her internship, but she had missed him like crazy. Jughead’s face lit up when he saw her. He stood up and gave her a huge hug and a quick soft kiss. Betty knew that he wasn’t crazy about PDA. She would make sure that they found some alone time soon to really show each other how much they were missed.

“Betts, aren’t you a sight for sore eyes.” Jughead said once they sat back down. “How was the internship?”

“It was amazing Juggie.” Betty clapped her hands in front of her in excitement. She had called him almost every night, so Jughead knew pretty much all of her stories, but she couldn’t help but gush some more about how incredible her time had been.

“I’m so happy for you.” Jughead said after she had finished talking. He reached across the table and took her hand, lacing their fingers together.

“What about you? How’s your great American novel coming along?” Betty asked, not failing to notice the happy smile that crossed Jughead’s face as he began to talk about his writing.

“It’s going well, although I’m pretty sure most of the town will be displeased at the way they are portrayed.” Jughead said with a small chuckle.

“And how am I portrayed?” Betty asked

“You’re just going to have to wait and find out.”

“Come on Juggie, please?” Betty begged

“Nope, no one can read this until it’s finished, no exceptions. Even for my beautiful girlfriend. But I will say that you are probably the person I had the most difficulty remaining objective about.”

“Aw” Betty smiled. Jughead prided himself in his ability to remain separate and objective about the town while writing. So the fact that he was admitting that it was hard to remain objective about her was one of the sweetest things that he could say.

“Hello” the two looked up as a girl approached them.

“Hi” Betty glanced in shock at the beautiful, dark-haired girl. She glanced at Jughead, unable to keep her insecurities from rearing their ugly head. Jughead was looking at the girl with slight curiosity, but nothing more. Betty mentally kicked herself for doubting him.

“I’m Veronica Lodge, I just moved here.” Veronica offered her hand to shake. Betty let go of Jughead’s hand and took the new girl’s.

“I’m Betty Cooper,” Betty replied, glancing over at Jughead who had started typing furiously. “And this is Jughead.”

“Jughead?” Veronica asked with a laugh

“Jughead Jones, the third.” Jughead added, giving Veronica a small smile before returning to his writing. Betty saw Veronica mouth his name and sent her a knowing look.

“What are you writing Jughead Jones the third?” Veronica asked

“I’m writing about you” Was Jughead’s simple reply

“Uh, he’s writing a novel about this town and some drama that happened over the summer.” Betty hurried to add, realizing how odd it sounded.

“Oh” Veronica looked like she was going to say more, but Pop came out at that moment with her order.

“Do you want to join us?” Betty asked

“Oh no, I should get this food back to my mom. But I’ll see you tomorrow in school right? It’ll be good to have some familiar faces.”

“Absolutely, I’m the one giving you your tour tomorrow.” Betty responded with a laugh.

“Perfect” Veronica gave them both a bright smile and then headed out of the door.


“Archie, that’s amazing” Betty said when Archie played them his song.

“Yeah, I thought we’d have to pretend to like it, but it was actually really good.” Kevin added in the way that only he could

“That was you?” Veronica asked as she joined them. Betty had introduced her to Kevin and Archie in the hall during the tour. She hadn’t missed the way that Veronica and Archie had looked at each other.

“Yes” Archie responded, blushing slightly

“Well, color me impressed.” Veronica said before turning to Betty. “So, where is that brooding boyfriend of yours?”

“Um…” Betty hesitated, sending a look at Archie who refused to meet her eyes. She still didn’t know exactly what had happened, but she did know that things were incredibly tense between Jughead and Archie at the moment. “He’s probably off writing somewhere” Betty answered vaguely, knowing that Veronica wasn’t fooled for a second.

“Uh huh…”

“Alright…well I have to go talk to Ms. Grundy about music classes.” Archie said and quickly picked up his things and bolted.

“What was that about?” Veronica asked when he was out of earshot

“Jughead and Archie are best friends, they have been for years. But over the summer they were supposed to go on a roadtrip, but Archie cancelled and didn’t give Jughead a reason…and then he apparently avoided Juggie for the rest of the summer. I was away at and internship so I’m still trying to figure out what happened.” Betty said with an unhappy sigh

“We’ll figure it out Betty” Kevin assured her. Betty gave him a small smile just as Jughead slid onto the bench next to her.

“Hi” he gave her a small peck on the cheek and then helped himself to half of her sandwich.


“I didn’t know all of that” Jughead stopped walking. Betty stopped beside him and looked at him curiously.

“All of what Juggie?”

“That you tried out for cheerleading and that Cheryl called you fat.” Jughead could barely contain his anger.

“It wasn’t really a big deal” Betty looked at her feet.

“Yes it is,” Jughead cupped her face in his hands. Betty looked up and met his eyes. Jughead felt a sudden want to punch Cheryl in the face for putting that sad look in Betty’s eyes. “Betty Cooper, you are a knockout, and anyone who doesn’t see that is an absolute moron.” Jughead said firmly, relaxing when she laughed.

“Thanks Juggie”

“Unfortunately, this means that I am going to have to break up with you”

“What?”

“Yeah, I have a very delicate reputation to protect and if I am known to be dating a cheerleading, it will until my who mysterious aura.” Jughead stepped back, keeping a straight face.

“Juggie!” Betty yelled with a laugh and snatched his hands before he could take another step.

“I’m serious Betty, this is the end of us.”

“I can’t stand you” Betty laughed again, but tugged his hands so they were standing close together once again. Jughead wrapped his arms around her and joined in her laughter.

“No you don’t.” He said and planted a kiss on her lips.


“So Archie doesn’t have a girl or anything does he?”

“Nope” Betty said as she and Veronica walked along the track in their new cheerleading uniforms

“I’m thinking of asking him to the dance.”
“Oh Ronnie, you should. That would be perfect.” Betty gushed. She caught sight of their redheaded friend and nudged Veronica.

“Hey Archie!” Veronica shouted and Archie jogged over to them.

“Hey you two, nice outfits.”
“Thanks Archiekins. Will you go to the dance with me?”

“Uhh…I don’t know Ronnie, I’m not really in the headspace for a dance.” Archie looked to Betty for help, but she simply gave him a smile and a shrug. She hadn’t know Veronica for long, but she did know there was no arguing with her.

“Come on, you won’t let the new girl go unescorted will you?” Veronica pushed

“Of course not.” Archie said with a sigh.

“Perfect. You and Jughead can pick Betty and I up at my place.”
“Oh…” Archie hesitated

“Veronica I’m not going with Jughead” Betty hurried to say.

“What? Why not?”

“Um, dances aren’t really his thing. I was just going to go with Kevin.”

“Okay, well in that case I’ll be there” Archie said and jogged away. Betty glared over her shoulder at him, annoyed that he didn’t seem willing to try to mend things with Jughead.

“No, this is not happening.” Veronica said

“What isn’t?”

“This…all of this drama. I swore it all off when I left New York City. We are going to get Archie and Jughead talking and then we are going to get Jughead to come to the dance with you.”

“Veronica that’s not necessary.”

“Oh but Betty dear it is, I just want to have a group of friends without all of the in fighting that there was in my previous groups.”

“Okay, I’m all for mending things between Arch and Juggie, but I’m really okay with Jughead not going to the dance. I like him just the way he is, and he’s not really the dance type guy.”

“Well, we’ll focus on Archie and Jughead for now…” Veronica said pulling Betty along


And that was how, later that night, Archie and Jughead ended up locked inside of Betty’s room. Veronica and Betty shut the door, telling them to deal with their issues and then headed downstairs for a cup of tea.

“Do you think this will work?” Betty asked with a grimace as she heard the boys begin to shout. She hated to see the two of them fight. Both of them meant so much to her and they had all been friends for so long.

“Kevin said that they were best friends right?”

“Yeah, since I can remember”

“Then they’ll figure it out.”

“How are you so sure?” Betty said, gesturing upstairs where the yelling continued.

“Because best friends fight, but if they’ve been friends for that long than they are obviously close and one silly fight isn’t going to undo years of friendship.”

“I wish I knew what it was all about” Betty said

“When they are ready, they’ll tell you.” Veronica said “So, while they are distracted, how about we plot our next scheme”

“Veronica if you are talking about getting Jughead to the dance-”

“Yes that is exactly what I’m talking about” Veronica interrupted her. “If you can look me in the eye and tell me that you don’t want to go to the dance with Jughead then i will back down.”

“I…” Betty tried, but she couldn’t honestly tell Veronica that.

“That’s what I thought. And have you told Jughead how you feel?”

“No, I don’t want him to feel like I’m pressuring him into anything.”

“B, that boy is crazy about you. Anyone can tell that. He only has eyes for you and I have no doubt that he will do anything for you.”

“Exactly, I know if I ask him then he will feel like he has to go. I was sort of hoping that he would ask me on his own. But if he doesn’t want to go, that’s okay with me.” Betty shrugged. She would love to go to a dance with Juggie. To both get dressed up and slow dance together, but she really didn’t mind going with Kevin. She knew exactly who Jughead was, and she didn’t expect him to change.

“Okay Betty” Veronica dropped it with a disapproving look.

“Hey, do you hear that?” Betty asked, noticing that the yelling upstairs had stopped.

“Let’s go see if these idiots have figured it out yet” Veronica linked her arm in Betty’s as they headed up the stairs. They leaned their ears against the door but couldn’t hear anything inside. Betty took out the key and unlocked the door. Jughead and Archie were both lounging on her bed, looking just like they had a hundred times.

“Oh thank god” Betty said, jumping on the bed and hugging both of them. They laughed and hugged her back. “I hated seeing you two fight” Betty said pulling away.

“We did too” Archie admitted

“So you guys have everything figured out?” Veronica asked. Jughead and Archie exchanged a look.

“It’s a start” Jughead said finally.

“Good enough for me” Betty said, wrapping her arms around Jughead and kissing him on the cheek.

“Well this calls for a celebration. How about I go pick up some takeout from Pop’s and we can watch a movie or something?” Veronica offered.

“Oooh food” Jughead nodded appreciatively.

“Good, I’m glad you like the idea, because considering half of the food will be yours, you are coming with me to help me carry it buster.” Veronica said to Jughead

“Oh no, I’ll go with you Veronica” Betty said, standing up in alarm.

“No, it’s okay. I’ll go” Jughead stood up and started walking out the door.

“No really, I’ll go. You two should keep talking.” Betty pleaded. Jughead stopped and looked between Veronica and Betty. But Veronica slipped her arm in Jughead’s and practically dragged him out of the door.

“We’ll be back soon” She threw over her shoulder. Betty gave a sigh and sat back on the bed. She knew exactly why Veronica wanted Jughead to be the one to go with her.


“So why didn’t Betty want me to come with you?” Jughead asked almost immediately after they left the Coopers.

“Wow, you don’t beat around the bush, do you?” Veronica said with a laugh.

“No, so why?”

“Because she is an amazing and incredibly selfless person.” Veronica answered with a sigh.

“What?” Jughead had no idea where this conversation was leading

“Jug, Betty wants to go to the dance with you, but doesn’t want to tell you that because she knows you hate dances and she doesn’t want to force you into anything.”

“What?” Jughead said again, his mind spinning. “But I asked her about and she said she was going with Kevin. She didn’t seem that interested.”

“That was an act for your benefit. She knew that if she said she wanted to go you would’ve felt obligated to take her.”

“I would’ve taken her if I had know, of course I would. But obligated isn’t the right word.” Jughead shook his head. “Making Betty happy makes me happy. I’d do anything for her, plus she puts other people first always, I feel like it’s my job to make sure she gets put first.” Jughead was upset at himself for not noticing that Betty wanted to go to the dance.

“That’s what I thought. It’s why I told you even though she didn’t want me to. Because I could tell that this is how you would feel.” Veronica stopped walking and looked at Jughead.

“Thanks for telling me Veronica” Jughead said softly. “I can’t believe I didn’t figure it out myself.”

“Don’t beat yourself up, Betty’s a good little actress when she wants to be.”

“You have no idea…” Jughead said

“What do you mean?”

“Betty’s been putting on a brave face since she was little, I think it’s almost more of a habit now then a conscious decision.” Jughead thought about all of the times Betty showed up to school with a smile on her face, only to tell them later that something awful was going on at her home.

“Let’s make a pact, Jughead Jones the Third.” Veronica said, looking at him seriously.

“A pact about what?”

“A pact that we will make sure that Betty starts putting herself first and make sure that she shares her feelings instead of burying them inside.”

“Deal” Jughead said, sticking out his hand. Veronica took it and shook it firmly with a nod of her head.

“Good.” They dropped hands continued their way to Pop’s

“You know you are already helping her.” Jughead said after a few moments. “Her mom hates that she is cheerleading, but she is standing her ground, I think partly because of your influence.”

“Good for her” Veronica said with a happy smile.

“Veronica?” Jughead said hesitantly

“Yes?”

“How do I ask Betty to the dance?” Jughead felt slightly embarrassed, he had never asked a girl to a dance. He had no idea how to go about doing it and didn’t want to mess it up. Betty was too important.

“Oh have you come to the right place little Jug.” Veronica said with a laugh.


“Betty?” Jughead asked softly later that night. The movie had ended and Veronica and Archie had made their exits. Jughead and Betty had remained cuddled on the couch in comfortable silence for a while after.

“Hmm?” She murmured, sinking further into his arms.

“I always thought that one thing we were really good at was being honest with each other, even when it was hard.” Betty shifted, sitting up so that she could look at him.

“Is this about what Veronica told you?” Betty guessed. Jughead moved so he was also sitting up and looked at her intently.

“Why didn’t you tell me that you wanted to go to the dance?”

“Because I didn’t want to force you into doing something that you didn’t wanted to do.”

But you didn’t even give me a chance Betts” Jughead pointed out

“Because if I told you that I wanted to go then you would feel like you had to take me. So I figured that if you really wanted to go then you would ask me.”

“I tried, but you said you were going with Kevin”
“That was you asking?” Betty asked with a raised eyebrow

“That was me trying to see if you wanted to go…” Jughead leaned forward and took her hands. “Look Betts, I really don’t care what we are doing, as long as we are together.  You telling me that you want to do something is not forcing me into anything. Seeing you smile and making you happy is what gives me happiness. And if my amazing girlfriend wants to go to a dance, then I’m going to take her to that dance.”

“You really want to get dressed up and listen to loud pop music and be surrounded by sweaty teenagers all night long?”

“No, I want to see you in a pretty dress and I want to hold you close as we dance and I want to see the jealous looks of every other guy in the room because they aren’t the ones with you.”

“You really want to go to the dance?” Betty reached up and brushed her hand along his cheek, her eyes filled with hope.

“I really want to go to the dance.” Jughead said, leaning down to kiss her softly. “Betty Cooper, will you go to the dance with me?” He whispered against her lips. He felt her smile and his stomach did a little flip.

“I would love to Juggie.” She said and pressed her lips back against his.


“Jughead relax, you look great” Archie said, grinning at him. Jughead’s hands dropped from where they had been straightening his bowtie.

“I feel ridiculous.” He said, tucking his shirt in for the tenth time.

“Jug, stop.” Archie said and knocked on Veronica’s apartment door.  Veronica swung the door open almost immediately. She was in a dark strapless dress.
“Hey boys”

“Wow…” Archie’s jaw was practically on the ground. “Ronnie you look amazing.”

“Thanks Archiekins, you are looking pretty dapper yourself. You two Jughead.” Veronica said giving him a wink. She stepped aside so that Jughead could look past her and see Betty. Jughead felt his heart skip a beat. She was wearing a gorgeous pink dress and her hair was down instead of up in its usual tight ponytail. Betty came up next to Veronica and looked Jughead up and down.

“God, my girlfriend is beautiful” Jughead said, causing the group to chuckle and Betty to blush. She came up to him and kissed him on the cheek.

“And my boyfriend is handsome.”

“Alright, you guys are making me sick with all of this sweetness. Let’s go” Veronica took Archie’s hand and pulled him away. Jughead laughed and offered Betty his arm. She hooked her in his and they headed off to the dance.


Jughead held Betty close as they swayed to the music. His fingers brushed her side where there was a piece of her dress cut away. His thumb ran along her bare skin. Betty sighed and leaned her head against his chest.

“Thanks for taking me Juggie” She mumbled against him.

my kdrama list (till may 27th)

1. Angry mom
2. Age of youth
3. Another oh hae young
4. Beautiful ggong shim
5. Bride of the century
6. Boys over flowers
7. Chocobank
8. Cunning single lady
9. Coffee prince
10. Cheese in the trap
11. Cinderella and 4 knights
12. Descendants of the sun
13. Dream high
14. Doctor Stranger
15. Doctors
16. Fated to love you
17. Empress ki
18. Entertainer
19. Exo next door
20. Flower boy next door
21. Goblin
22. Goong
23. Gogh the starry night
24. Girl who sees the smell
25. Heirs
26. Hwarang
27. Healer
28. High end crush
29. High school love on
30. High school king
31. Heartstrings
32. I remember you
33. I can hear your voice
34. It’s okay that’s love
35. Kill me heal me
36. Liar and his lover
37. Lucky romance
38. Moon lovers
39. Moonlight drawn by clouds
40. Man who lives under my house
41. Masters sun
42. Madame Antoine
43. Mask
44. Mirror of the witch
45. My unfortunate boyfriend
46. My girlfriend is a gumiho
47. Oh my ghostess
48. Oh my Venus
49. One more happy ending
50. Orange marmalade
51. Pinocchio
52. Playful kiss
53. Personal taste
54. PM and I
55. Remember
56. Reply 1994
57. Reply 1997
58. Reply 1988
59. Romantic doctor Kim
60. Ruby ruby love
61. Queen of the ring
62. Sassy go go
63. Secret garden
64. She was pretty
65. Scholar who walks the night
66. School 2013
67. School 2015
68. Shut up flower boy band
69. Sungkwan scandal
70. Strong woman do bong soon
71. Splash splash love
72. Shopping king Louie
73. The K2
74. The time we were not in love
75. The moon that embraces the sun
76. Time travelers wife
77. To the beautiful you
78. W/Two worlds
79. Weightlifting fairy Kim bok joo
80. You who came from the stars
81. You’re beautiful
82. Uncontrollably fond
83. Universe’s star

Ongoing:
1. Chicago typewriter
2. Master of the mask
3. Suspicious partner
4. Fight for my way

Need to finish -
1. Entourage
2. Gap dong :(
3. Hyde Jekyll and I
5. Legend of the blue sea
6. Page turner
7. The village of Achiara

Planning to watch over the summer:

1. 38 task force
2. Andante
3. Bubblegum
4. Big
5. Gu family book
6. D-day
7. Emergency couple
8. Ex girlfriend club
9. Full house
10. I need romance
11. Missing nine
12. Missing you
13. Plus nine boys
14. Please come back mister
15. On the way to airport
16. Signal
17. Tunnel
18. You’re all surrounded
19. Voice
20. Warm and cozy
21. WHILE YOU WERE SLEEPING

Rekindle // Archie Andrews

Hi!! Can I request an archie imagine where the reader and archie were really good friends and then everything with ms. g**dy happened and they kind of drifted. And then one day the reader hears from Betty or something that his parents are officially getting divorced and they go to see if he’s ok and it’s just really sweet and stuff? Thank you💗

Here’s another one! Sorry for all the Archie, but that’s literally all the requests I’m getting 😂 Also, I need a favour from you guys, try and be as descriptive and original as possible with your request so I can bring them to life, I want to make sure you’re all completely satisfied with what I write because I care for your guy’s opinions. Love you all very much 💕

***

Some say that friendships are a lifetime if they pass over the 7 year mark.

At this moment, I wasn’t sure I believed it.

Archie and I were always at the hip, always together protecting each other, making each other laugh and just being best friends. It was the four of us, Archie, Betty, Jughead and myself, we were a great group of friends.

That is until summer hit.

Archie became distant and oddly secretive, which put doubt and worry in my mind in what the hell he’d been up to. We were still great friends, but, he was never honest, it was always lies. Archie had this common tendency to never look you in the eye if he wasn’t being truthful, catching him out in a lie.

He did it every single day after summer. He’d disappear for hours on end, no calls or texts, he’d miss our Friday night dinners at Pop’s, it just became Jughead and myself who’d actually show up. I didn’t trust Archie anymore, I didn’t trust my best friend.

Until the truth came out when I caught him and Ms Grundy together.

I’d never been so livid and shocked in all my life. He was having sexual relations with a teacher, his music teacher. It happened over the summer and continued throughout school.

I remember screaming at him, pushing at his chest and shoving him, continuing to ask him why he would do this to himself, why he thought it was okay. He only just screamed right back, saying that he loved her and cared for her, not looking away from me for a second.

It was the first time he told the truth in weeks.

I knew she was using him, and I knew deep down Archie knew it too. But, he refused to accept it, continuing the relationship like it was okay.

It came down to it; her or me.

He chose her.

I walked away.

To be honest, it felt weird without being close with Archie, distancing ourselves from each other, more so me hiding from him like the plague. Betty, Ronnie, who I later became friends with, and Kevin all pushed for me to start talking to him again, but I refused. He chose a illegal relationship over his best friend since we were three years old, how can someone come back from that?

Jughead understood why I wouldn’t and supported me in whatever decision I made. He’d also caught them together and knew where I was coming from. He forgave Archie for ditching him over the summer, but never forced me to forgive him too.

It wasn’t until a certain lunch time that changed it all completely.

‘So, did you guys hear about Archie?’ Betty oddly spoke louder than usual. I pretended as though I wasn’t listening, reading my literature book when I was dying to know what happened.

'No, what’s going on?’ Ronnie asked.

'His parents are officially getting a divorce.’ I stopped reading, swallowing hard at the news.

Archie had hoped that his parents one day would get back together and make it work, that was all he wished for. I could only imagine how he was taking the news.

'Whoa, that’s rough.’ Ronnie sighed. I lifted my head, seeing four pairs of eyes looking at me.

'What?’ I asked, raising an eyebrow.

'You need to talk to him, Y/N. He won’t talk to anyone else, maybe you can get through to him?’

I sighed, closing my book and running my fingers through my hair. 'Look, he lied to me and said some pretty hurtful things…I don’t know how I can.’

'You know deep down he didn’t mean it. Besides, they’re over. She’s gone, you guys can be the duo again.’ Betty encouraged. Everyone’s eyes were still on me, waiting for me to change my mind.

'I don’t know, Betty…’

'Y/N, you know that you miss Archie and he misses you, why can’t you just talk to each other?’ Veronica asked, resting a hand on my shoulder.

'Because…he said he hated me. How do we come back from that?’ I shook my head, looking down into my lap.

'You know deep down he didn’t mean it. But, he needs you, he just won’t admit it.’ Veronica pulled me in for a comforting side hug, making me rest my head on her shoulder.

'Fine, I’ll go. If, somebody comes with me.’ I compromised.

'I’ll go. I found out, so I’ll come.’ Betty smiled encouragingly. I knew she was trying to make me feel better.

On the outside, I was calm, on the inside, my anxiety was already skyrocketing.

***

'What if he’s not home?’

'He is, Y/N. I just texted him.’ Betty sighed, pulling me by the sleeve of my jacket.

'Okay, what if he doesn’t want to talk to anyone?’

'Y/N, stop making excuses,’ Betty and I reached his doorstep, Betty knocking on the door. 'You’re gonna be just fine.’

'In theory.’ I muttered under my breath, crossing my arms over my chest and looking at my shoes. I heard the door open, lifting my head to come face to face with Archie.

Archie’s eyes widened in surprise, seeing me at the doorstep with Betty. 'Betty and…Y/N. What are you doing here?’

'Y/N came to see you, I was just giving her a lift.’ My eyes widened, glaring at Betty. She gave me a smirk from the corner of her eye, making me want to hit her. 'I’ll let you two talk.’

With that, she turned around and walked down his porch steps, leaving the two of us in awkward silence. Archie opened the door wider, giving me a small smile, 'Come on in.’

I sighed, taking a few steps to enter the Andrews household, smiling a little to myself. I headed for the living room, sitting on the couch, Vegas making his way in. He walked over to me, resting his head on my lap as I scratched his head, smiling a little.

'Why are you here, Y/N?’ I lifted my head to see Archie leaning against the door frame.

'I heard about what’s happening with your parents…I’m really sorry, Arch.’ I looked down into my lap, not really knowing what else to say.

'And?’

I shrugged, 'I miss you.’ I whispered, lifting my head to meet his gaze. His harsh glare dropped, walking over to sit next to me on the couch, sitting in the same position as me.

'I miss you too…it’s all my fault we stopped talking. I was just - I was so confused with everything. Dealing with football and then music, it all became too much.’ He explained. 'I know that’s not an excuse for what I said to you, what I said was really, really hurtful…’

'You think?’ I asked, chuckling sarcastically.

'I know and I’m sorry.’ He sighed, grabbing my hand. 'You’re my best friend…and I took you for granted. I’m so sorry for everything. Can you find it somewhere in that warm heart to forgive me and we can continue where we left off?’

I licked my bottom lip, giving him a small nod. 'Yes, I guess we can attempt it at least.’ He grinned, pulling me in for a bone crushing hug as I laughed, hugging him back just as tight. 'Oh, by the way, you owe me so many milkshakes and Friday night chats.’

He chuckled, 'Okay, that’s fair.’

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Lean On Me

Anon asked: Imagine request- your stiles younger sister by two years. And I guess you can say that your rebellious stage was coming through. Since your dad was always working stiles would always take of you. One day you and stiles get into a huge fight because of the way you have been acting lately. You storm out the house and ride your bike crying to your hide out spot only stiles knows about. He finds you sitting down and you guys have like a heart felt conversation and it’s cute and sentimental :) thanks

Word count: 1057

A/N: to be forgiven for my absence this week, I posted two imagines today!! Hope you like it!

“There’s no way you’re going out like that, Y / N. ”

I was very frustrated. Nobody understood me; nobody wanted to listen. Obviously that made me angry. Being misunderstood, especially at my age, was something horribly raging.

“I do what I want,” I replied to my brother in a scathing manner. My tone showed very well all the frustration that was burning inside of me.

“Y / N, you have not seen yourself! Go and change right away, "Stiles insisted authoritatively as he stepped outside the front door to keep me from going out, arms folded over his chest, trying to look superior.

I grunted for a moment before kicking. He upset me. What was wrong with my outfit? It was summer and I could finally put on my new dress! Okay it was a bit short, but it was beautiful and I had saved for a very long time to be able to buy it. So there was no way I miss that opportunity to show my friends at school my new purchase.

"Get out of my way,” I said, resolute.

“Y / N, your attitude is unacceptable!”

“Stop taking yourself for daddy! You are not him and you will never be him!” I shouted after him. Stiles closed his mouth before looking threatened and dejected. He seemed very disappointed in me, but in the moment, the rage blinded me too much. I was exhausted; tired that he took himself for our father. Our father worked too much so he was often absent from home.

“Okay then. If you want to go to class looking like someone else who isn’t you, just to look like your "friends”, go. But remember I warned you. “

For only answer I grunted, pushing him out of my way. Unfortunately I would have to endure him all the way to school since he was driving.

I felt bad about the dispute I had with my brother earlier in the morning, but I didn’t dare apologize. I felt so bad that a ball of anguish had formed in my throat. I could no longer erase his gaze from my mind, the disappointed gaze he had just before I left the house. The anger had now descended and the guilt had taken its place.

"Y / N! Wow you are beautiful! ”

I turned to face my friends who were all dressed in beautiful clothes that revealed their long, thin and perfect legs.

“It was beautiful last year, so lame,” added another, which made the whole group laugh.

My face broke down and the discussion I had with my brother came back to my mind. He was right. I should have listened to him. They were superficial, they weren’t my friends. I glanced at Stiles, a little way back, which had seen and heard everything. Tears ran down my cheeks and I ran into the school, beneath their wicked laughter.

After school, I went home, depressed. I had a long day and all I wanted to do was cry at every second. Guilt gnawed at me. I felt so bad; I didn’t want a sermon from Stiles. I only wanted to roll myself into a ball in my bed and forget the shame I had experienced. But of course, someone was waiting for me.

“So, Y / N.”

“I have nothing to say to you, Stiles,” I almost spit at him. I didn’t want to listen to him. Especially not right now.

“I won’t tell you that I told you so.”

It was too much, the tension accumulated all day just exploded.

“Stop taking yourself for daddy! He’s not there, like always, and you are my brother and nothing else! So stop taking me for a baby! You irritate me so much! I hate you!” I yelled at him before going outside and jumping on my bike before going to the only place I knew I was going to be alone. My hide-out.

I pedaled as fast as I could. My legs burned but I didn’t care. The pain felt good, it made me forget my horrible day and the dispute I had with my big brother. The guilt was getting worse.

Once I got there, I hid my bike and sat down, my knees up, my head resting on them and I started to cry. I didn’t know what took me to shout at him like that, to tell him I hate you. I didn’t know why I was like that. Why I wanted to look like these girls. It wasn’t me … I just wanted to have friends, be accepted, to feel…  a bit normal.

I spent many minutes crying when I heard his voice.

"I knew I’d find you here,” Stiles whispered before taking a seat beside me. I didn’t lift my head and sobbed softly, so he put his hand on my back and made comforting circles. The same gesture when we were younger, something that comforted me every time. When my sobs were calm enough for me to speak, I raised my head towards him. He had a very sad look, a normal thing since his little sister was crying in front of him.

“I … I’m sorry …” I mumbled before starting to sob again. His gaze was also filled with water and he squeezed me into his arms, starting to hum my favorite song until I calmed down again. At that sound, my breath calmed down and I let myself be lulled by his voice.

“I’m not trying to replace daddy,” he started slowly. “But as he’s not often there, it’s my responsibility to take care of my little sister. You are the most precious person to me, and all I want is for you to be happy, Y / N.”

New tears of guilt fill my eyes as I snorted.

“I am… am … so … sorry f-for … how I have … spoken,” I said among sobs that choked my voice.

“Shhhh….” He said before caressing my back again. “I was your age, too. I know what it’s like, I know you didn’t meant what you said. ”

“I love you Stiles…”

“I love you too Y / N. Don’t worry, tomorrow I will give a good correction to these girls for making my little sister cry.”

Scared To Be Lonely

No smut ahead but mature themes, just so ya know.
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It was great at the very start
Hands on each other
Couldn’t stand to be far apart
Closer the better

When I moved to Beacon Hills, the first person that I met was Stiles, it was love at first sight for us. The moment my eyes locked on Stiles, my heart began to race and my thoughts were filled with him. Our sexy glances, our note passing in class, secret notes in each other’s locker, it took us both quite a while for us to talk to one another, both nervous that the magic would be gone as soon as we opened our mouths but once we did, we didn’t want to talk to anyone other than each other. Stiles and I spent all of our time together for the next few months, I went to every Lacrosse game, wearing his jersey and cheering him on like a supportive girlfriend. He spent almost every night at my house because his dad was always at work and we would always fall asleep in each other’s arm with a movie playing. He would give me sweet little gifts, stolen kisses in stairwells, laughter filled study sessions. For the first six months, it was perfect, like something straight out of a movie, we felt broken when we were away from each other, we only thought of each other, we only wanted each other.
Now we’re picking fights
And slamming doors
Magnifying all our flaws
And I wonder why
Wonder what for
Why we keep coming back for more

“I’m not perfect Stiles!” I shouted, glad that no one other than us were home. We haven’t stopped fighting over the past month, the whole pack knows something is wrong and so do we but we just can’t admit it.
“You think I don’t know that?! I’m not asking you to be! You want me to be prince charming when I can barely keep myself safe let alone you too!” He said causing me scoff and tug at my hair. Stiles and I went from deeply in love to fighting every second in less than a month and it was breaking my heart.
“I don’t want prince charming, I want the Stiles that I fell in love with!” I shouted, tears escaping from my eyes making him pull me into a hug and try to calm me down. We had both seen the worst of each other, I Stiles knew that I over think things, that I can be clingy and annoying while he can be obsessive, he takes the sarcasm too far sometimes, and he forgets that I’m even there sometimes but as much as we fight I don’t want to loose him.
Is it just our bodies?
Are we both losing our minds?
Is the only reason you’re holding me tonight
‘Cause we’re scared to be lonely?
Do we need somebody
Just to feel like we’re alright?
Is the only reason you’re holding me tonight
'Cause we’re scared to be lonely?

Our fights always end the same way, sex. Sex was the one thing that was always great between us, when we have good days and we don’t fight we have sex, when we fight until we lose our voices, we have sex. We need each other on some level, even if it’s just sex. Stiles is everything I could ever want but somethings are unavoidable and it seems like when we are having sex, we avoid the realness of our relationship.
“I don’t want to fight anymore.” Stiles whispered as he held me in his arms while my head rested on his chest, one of my hands tracing patterns on his body. I just nodded, feeling the same way but not wanting to say anything, scared that it might start another fight. I took a deep breath before climbing back on top of Stiles, ready for another round.
Too much time, losing track of us
Where was the real?
Undefined, spiraling out of touch
Forgot how it feels

Over the summer before Junior year, Stiles and I lost touch, I was busy with Lydia and he was always busy with Scott. We exchange a few texts here and there but nothing too serious. Even with all the fighting, I missed him. I love Stiles and I know he loves me too, couples fight and spending the summer apart showed me that. It was the first day of Junior year and I was nervous to see Stiles, I wanted to see him, I wanted to hold him again, maybe it would be different this time, maybe this time apart helped us. The minutes I saw Stiles, he ran over to me, holding me close, making my heart race like the first day that I saw him.
“I missed you so much.” He whispered as I smiled and pulled away just enough to kiss him. God, I hope this would be different, real this time, maybe the fights were just a bump in the road.
All the messed up fights
And slamming doors
Magnifying all our flaws
And I wonder why
Wonder what for
It’s like we keep coming back for more

God, was I fucking wrong. We were back to fighting in less than a day, but this time it was a whole pack fight.  It was over college choices. Stiles wanted us all to go to colleges near by, hell it would be a dream come true for him if we all went to the same college. We didn’t want to hurt Stiles but some of us don’t even want to be near Beacon Hills after what happened with everything that has happened here. Stiles yelled at every single one of us before storming off and out of Scott’s house which I of course, had to follow him.
“You are supposed to be the one person that I am supposed to have in my corner no matter what and you sided with them! Why?! Don’t you want to save our relationship because I don’t want to lose you and I swear to got I want to be rid of you all at the same time!” He yelled causing me to sigh, he finally said both of us had been thinking for almost a fucking year. I walked over to a crying Stiles and cupped his face in my hands. I didn’t know what to say, but I knew what to do.
Is it just our bodies?
Are we both losing our minds?
Is the only reason you’re holding me tonight
'Cause we’re scared to be lonely?
Do we need somebody
Just to feel like we’re alright?
Is the only reason you’re holding me tonight
'Cause we’re scared to be lonely?
Scared to be lonely

Jeep sex, a few frequent thing we have, seeing as most of our fights occur on the way to investigate something or on the way back from dinner, a pack meeting, school, anywhere.
“We need to talk this out Stiles.” I said as we sat in the back seat of the Jeep, the windows fogged up, blanket wrapped around us. Sharing a bottle of Jack Daniels. Stiles is my best friend, he knows everything about me, my flaws, my worst memories, the best things about me and vice versa. I didn’t want to lose him, I didn’t want to be single, he was the only person I have ever person I have ever been with.
“I don’t want to be alone. I don’t want to be alone. As much as being broken up hurts, being alone is way worse.” He said making me nod and take a swig from the bottle.
“I want to love you, so badly.” I said making him kiss my temple and take the bottle from me. We have made it through so much to just throw it all away didn’t make much sense.
“I know you do, I want to love you just as much. I think we do love each other but not in the way we keep trying to.” He said making a single tear fall from my eye. He said what I had been thinking, we don’t want to lose each other but we both know being together is wrong. I don’t know what we are going to do but at least we had admitted it to each other.
Even when we know it’s wrong
Been somebody better for us all along
Tell me, how can we keep holding on?
Holding on tonight
'Cause we’re scared to be lonely
Even when we know it’s wrong
Been somebody better for us all along
Tell me, how can we keep holding on?
Holding on tonight
'Cause we’re scared to be lonely

Stiles has always been in love with Lydia, my best friend other than him, and I knew that. I began to love Scott without even realizing it, but too bad for Stiles and I, the people we loved, loved other people that weren’t us. I was in love with his best friend and he was in love with my best friend and him and I were forcing the love between us. We didn’t want to put ourselves out there when we had each other so instead, we went through the same cycle over and over. PDA, fight, sex, over and over and over again. Stiles was my safety net, he was where I went when I’m scared, happy, upset, but never lonely. The one emotion that scared us shitless. It has been almost to years of being together, we were starting senior year tomorrow and I was all alone in my room until I heard a knock at my door.
Is it just our bodies?
Are we both losing our minds?
Is the only reason you’re holding me tonight
'Cause we’re scared to be lonely?

Stiles walked in, crying harder than I’ve ever seen him cry before he was shaking, I didn’t know what to do. We hadn’t had a fight, so it couldn’t have been us that made him like this. I sat down on my bed and pulled him over to me, clutching him to my chest, letting him cry into me and hold onto me as if his life depended on it.
“I had a dream where we weren’t in each other’s lives anymore. No more fights, no more sex, no more trying to fix the love between us. I was beyond lonely, (Y/N), I never want to feel that way.” He said making me sigh and run my hands down his back, trying to just let me him talk and vent.
“I love you but I’m in love with Lydia. I don’t want to lose what we are and unless Lydia suddenly falls in love with me or Scott with you, we are all each other has.” He said just before I handed him my college admission paper.
“I’m going to college with you Stiles. Girlfriend, friend, hook up, whatever we are. Maybe in time we will become better maybe we will eventually be in love instead of just loving each other. I have hope for us Stiles, I always have.” I said causing him to look up at me with tear filled eyes, hugging me tightly and chuckling softly. We both knew our hearts belonged to other people but our bodies, our minds, were filled with each other and we were going to have to live with that and go through this together, because fighting with someone I love is better than being lonely and pining over someone who doesn’t think of me as anything more than a friend. Lonely or try to fix this toxic thing Stiles and I have? Looks like I better find some kind of antidote.

Soulmate AU- Betty/Jughead

Everyone has their soulmate mark, everyone even Betty Cooper has a soulmate mark. It was a special mark that everyone has, it is a mark that will tell you who will be the person you are destined to be with.

Everyone that she knew loved their soulmate mark but she hated hers to core. Why? Because her mark told her that she was not destined to be with Archie Andrews and that he was destined for someone else which sucked because that someone happens to be her very best friend, Veronica Lodge.

Betty did not want to believe the tales because all she wanted was Archie. If there was one thing that can tell her who her soulmate is, it’s her heart and just a drawing on her skin.

So imagine her devastation when she found out that Veronica was Archie’s soulmate. It was their final year of high school and Betty was read to confess her feelings to Archie when Ronnie showed up at Pop’s.

“Betty? Is that you?” Betty turned around and saw her long time friend Veronica whom she met at summer camp when they were kids.

“Ronnie? Oh my gosh it is you!” Betty stood up from the booth and went over to Veronica and hugged her tightly.

“Girl, I haven’t seen you in so long!” Ronnie cried as she pulled away from their hug.

Betty laughed, “ Yeah I know! Sorry I had to miss camp the last time but thank you for keeping contact even after all these years!”

“Come on. Defiantly, I know a true friend when I see one!”

Betty frowned in confusion, “But why are you here? Don’t you live in New York?”

Sadness came in Veronica’s eyes suddenly but it was gone as quick as it came, “ We had to move here. Family stuff and whatevs that I won’t bore you with.”

Betty didn’t seem convinced but she did not want to pry so she shrugged it off. Suddenly remembering that she had company, she turned to Archie who sat their confuse, his eyes focused on Veronica.

“Oh how silly of me. Archie this is Veronica. Ronnie this is Archie.” Archie stood up to shake Veronica’s hand and when they did, both of them were visibly startled.

“Oh god, you’re it.” Archie whispered in awe, his eyes suddenly filled with adoration. Betty looked at him with confusion and turned to Veronica who had the exact same expression.

“Actually I’m Veronica Lodge but you can call me your soulmate.” Veronica chuckled And Betty wanted to die right then and she might have died right there. At least her heart did.

And now after five years, Archie proposed to Veronica the day of their graduation and Veronica said yes with happy tears in her eyes. Betty was there to witness it, everything and it hurt.

All her friends have found their soulmates, even her friend Kevin found Joaquin. He was being attacked by a notorious gang but a gang member stopped the whole fight and that’s how they found each other.

Betty however remained soulmate less and the worst part is that she still was harboring feelings for Archie but she never told a single soul about it. She could never hurt Veronica that way. That’s just how she feels and she cant help it. No matter what she did, her feelings lingered. Betty couldn’t help but take another sip of her champagne as she watched the perfect couple slow dance with other couples on the dance floor which just reminded her how painfully single she was.

She looked from the dancing engaged couple to her left wrist which had her soulmate mark imprinted in. It seemed really odd because it was a drawing of a small crown which was odd because a soulmark would indicate what your soulmate likes or how he or she is. For example, Kevin has a snake on his wrist since Joaqin is a Southside serpent and Veronica has a music note and a guitar on hers.

Hers was just a crown which was so odd Did that mean her soulmate is a king or royalty of some sort? She waved that idea because it was so impossible. Needless to say after Archie, she really doesn’t want to invest on her feelings anymore and she doesn’t want to get hurt. Betty stopped believing in her soulmate mark. It was possible that a person could never find a soulmate, she knows a couple of people who never found theirs and were happy nonetheless. She accepted the fact that her fate would the same as theirs.

Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard a clinking sound of wine glass from the stage. A man in a suit holding a mic who she assumes would be the host. Trust Ronnie to hire a host for an engagement party.

“Let’s start this wonderful engage-“the host started but was cut off by Archie who looks absolutely handsome in his red suit much to her dismay.

“Wait- My best friend who’s the best man is not here yet. He says he’s on his way. We should wait for a couple of minutes.”

Betty frowned. Archie had another best friend who wasn’t her? All these years that she has known Archie, he never introduced anyone as his best friend to her so imagine her surprise hearing him say bestfriend who wasn’t her. And this man is late.

“Oh is that the guy you were talking about? Your best friend since college?” Veronica asked, her arm linked with Archie’s.

Even Ronnie knows about him! Betty was appalled. She was now very curious about this other bestfriend so she stood up and walked up to them near the stage.

“Which best friend are you talking about and why don’t I know anything about him? ” she wanted to asked aloud but before she could open her mouth, she heard a voice interrupt her. Betty didn’t know why but the voice sent a tingle in her spine which made her stand up straighter.

Archie’s eyes widened in acknowledgement as he looked over her shoulder and a smile was plastered to his face as he and Ronnie walked passed her.

“Sorry I’m late pal. It was hard finding a parking space outside.”

“No worries, Jug. This is my fiancé, Veronica Lodge. Ronnie this is my best friend Jughead Jones.” Betty could hear the excitement in Archie’s voice.

“Oh so you’re THE Jughead Jones. Archiekins has told me all about you. It’s an honor to meet you.” Betty’s eyebrow’s shot up in amusement. What kind of name was Jughead?

“All things good I hope and I share the same sentiments as my friend here would not shut up bout’ you.” Betty could hear a chuckle that escaped from the man who she thought was very sexy, he has yet to show his face if only she could turn her back for some reason she couldn’t.

“Oh right before I forget. Betty come here! There’s someone I’d like you to meet.”

Betty took one deep breath before fixing her skirt and slowly turned around to face the man with the sexiest chuckle in the world and nothing could ever prepare her with what she saw.

It was a ridiculously attractive man with the most beautiful green eyes and a perfect jawline that is suited for his face, his cheekbones on point. He was wearing a black tux with his hands on his pockets and you could see suspenders under his suit. His thin lips formed an O when his eyes landed on her.

But his handsomeness wasn’t the only thing that got her world spinning. It was what was wearing on his head.

A dark grey beanie that was formed like a crown.

Suddenly, it was like a strange magnetic pull that made her body was slowly walking towards him. Betty’s heart was palpitating and her palms were sweating of anxiety and excitement. She could feel butterflies fluttering inside her tummy, nothing compared to what she have felt before. This was… intense.

She did not notice that he too walked towards her until she was just three steps away from him. His green eyes bore into hers, like hypnotism and she couldn’t pull away. Her eyes explored every inch of his face from his eyes to every little freckle that she wanted to kiss. Until her eyes went up to the beanie, his hair was jet black, she notice the short locks that reached to his green eyes. He was wearing a crown or at least that looked like a crown. Was this beautiful man… possibly hers?

The world fell silent and it was just the two of them. Betty wanted to say something and open her mouth but no sentence was good enough to start a conversation.

“A crown, huh?” And in that moment, she wanted to bury herself in embarrassment but was suddenly distracted by the warm heat sensation that she felt on her wrist. Her eyes drifted on her wrist and saw that her mark glowed.

She turned to him again and saw that his eyes widened while looking at her wrist which was uncovered and slowly turned to her to he gave her the most beautiful smile. A smile full of happiness, relief and dare she said it, love.

And right at that moment, Betty Cooper knew that she had found him. Looking at his eyes, she knew that he had found his aswell. She opened her mouth to say something but was taken back when he cupped her face to pull her to him. His mouth was on hers and it was like electricity and she felt that she and him were bonding. An act that binds them together as soulmates

His lips moved with hers slowly, she softly moaned at how good his lips felt on hers. Betty felt like she couldn’t get close enough so she wrapped her arms around his neck and felt that his arms wrapped around her waist making their bodies touch.

She felt his lips leave hers and her insides were screaming for him to come and kiss her again. Opening her eyes, she sees him smiling at her and placed his forehead on hers. Her hands still wrapped around his neck, he quickly raised pull his sleeve up showing his wrist.

A crown, huh?

 

It was a sentence imprinted on his wrist, it wasn’t a symbol like normal people has. It was the first thing she said to him. Before she was emabrassed but now she was beyond glad that she has said it.

“Hello soulmate.” He gave out a killer smile. She felt like she has found her home.

Betty smiled back, “Took you long enough”

His arms wrapped around her and once again his lips found hers, promising her forever that he would remain hers for the rest of their lives.

He whispered against her lips, “Mine”

Thanks for reading! feel free to send me prompts :) hope you guys liked it

It seems like every time I show an interest in someone, they don’t reciprocate it. But when I stop showing it, their feelings becomes louder? Like what is up with that? Am I not suppose to show someone I like them even when I do? Am I suppose to ignore someone who makes me happy in hopes of making them want more of me ultimately?
—  Why is playing hard to get with someone you want a thing now?

anonymous asked:

Havie, what is tom's actual hair color? In some pics it looks brown but everyone refers yo him as a ginger but he was born blonde and was blonde as of a few years ago. Happy Easter. Xoxo

Hello, little gray face!

Originally posted by enchantedbyhiddles

He is a natural blonde.  From Armadillo and Nicholas Nickleby on to Casualty, The Gathering Storm, Suburban Shootout, Unrelated, Archipelago, Wallander, Return To Cranford, etc. - all those projects from the beginning of his career have him in his “golden retriever” state.  

Originally posted by avengers-of-mirkwood

Branagh’s Thor was the first time it was dark.  He’s gone back and forth a couple of times. However, he hasn’t always dyed it right back to blonde.  It was dark a few times 2010-2011 for Thor, The Deep Blue Sea, and The Avengers. 

Originally posted by hiddlestennant

The ginger happened for Henry V in fall 2011 and then he went back to blonde for Henry IV in early 2012 and it was still longish (circa Feb 2012 meeting Miss Piggy).  

Originally posted by hannatude

The last time he was blonde and truly curly was summer of 2012, Wimbledon Tom playing Ping Pong in his Armani Tux.  *sigh*

Originally posted by enchantedbyhiddles

Anyways, I won’t bore everyone with a thesis on tracking his hair color over the years.  

I do think it is getting darker as he ages and it just appears darker when it’s shorter; add some hair product and it will be darker still.  You can see in the picture he showed for the Emergency Lesson of four year old Tom that he had darker roots even as a child.  It’s not uncommon for blonde children to turn brown or ginger as they get older. 

Originally posted by tomhiddleston-gifs

So whatever shade he is at any given moment, the season and where he might be filming will play a part.  He got pretty blonde shooting Kong.  

Thanks for the messge and Happy Easter to you as well! 

Back to the Falls

Hey Gravity Falls fandom, listen up. It’s almost summer and Gravity Falls has been done for over a year. And I know that I, like you, have been missing the fandom experience. The theorizing, analyzing, drawing, and writing part of experiencing a show during its run.

So that is why I, inspired by @massatlarewatch, am planning a Mass Gravity Falls Rewatch! Starting Friday June 2nd, we will watch one episode every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday until Friday September 1st.

This is really exciting because it can bring the fandom back for one amazing summer! This could also get new peple into the fandom for the first time. (So, best to tag spoilers, no?)

Please reblog to spread the word!

anonymous asked:

top 3 stelena scenes??

Just three? Well, okay :)

Legit all of my favorite Stelena scenes are in season 3 cuz they’re so frikin angsty and I love me some angst so here it goes…

3) The 3x01 Phone Call

Because Stefan was off killing people for Klaus over the summer and he picked up the phone to hear her voice, the same voice that gave him hope not to shut off his humanity all throughout the summer. And Elena was so close to missing the call but she picked up and Stefan didn’t say a single word but she knew it was him. It showed the sort of transcendental connection they had that went beyond the physical, the way their souls were connected so that Elena knew it was Stefan even though he didn’t utter a single sentence. 

2) Stefan catches Elena 3x06

Originally posted by zalrb

Stefan turned his humanity off the episode before, and he had no emotions but Elena took the risk of jumping off of high bleachers because she was so, so sure of his love for her, even when it was turned off. And the moment Elena falls, we see the absolute fear in Stefan’s eyes even though he’s not supposed to feel anything, because his love for Elena is so stubborn that it creeps up even when he turns it off.

There’s also the longing gaze when Stefan catches Elena, they both look at each other, communicating volumes that words can’t. (AND THEIR FOREHEADS TOUCH LIKE HOW CUTE IS THAT?!)

1) Stefan resists compulsion, 3x05

Ok, so I don’t even need to explain why this is my favorite Stelena scene ever. Stefan literally fights the impossible for Elena, all because he loves her.

And he keeps on telling her that he won’t be able to control himself, or fight the compulsion because it’s impossible, no one has ever done it, but when the moment comes and his brain tells him to kill her, his heart stops him.

He slams himself into lockers:

He impales himself with a broomstick:

And Klaus is so impressed, he sees how much Stefan loves Elena:

And Klaus tries so hard to get Stefan to turn off his humanity but Elena is there on the side, telling him that he’s stronger than that, that he can hold on to hope to the point that Stefan resists an Original vampire’s compulsion not once but twice:

So yeah, it’s pretty obvious why it’s my favorite Stelena scene. Ever.

Runner Up!

4) 2x20 Goodbye

Another angsty moment, yes. You guessed it. It’s just a very heartbreaking scene because Stefan does know if Elena’s going to survive and still be a human when Klaus comes to take her for the sacrifice, yet he knows he has to say goodbye because she loves her family and would do anything to protect them, and he respects her choice because he loves her enough to let her go.

And her last words before leaving to her fate are:

She braces herself for her possible death by holding on to Stefan, her hope.

And then the finally let go of each other but Stefan has to close his eyes because it’s too painful to watch her go, and then this happens:

Like it’s such a nuanced, well thought-out scene.

A Hard Lesson in History: Chapter 6

Authors’ Note: Hello and hope that everyone is having a wonderful Wednesday!!! We were so excited to see your response to our last chapter!!! Read on to learn more about Natalia’s suspicions and a piece of the puzzle courtesy of Lucia!!! @vintagemichelle91 and I hope that you all enjoy!!!

          “Nana! Pop Pop! How was M-M-Malchesick?” Violetta happily greeted her grandparents as they stepped through the front door of the townhouse.

           “Sweet pea, it’s Marrakech,” Natalia gently corrected her daughter, leaving the living room where the twins napped peacefully.

           That’s what I say, Mami.” Violetta rolled her eyes and giggled as Trevor swept her off her feet into and into his arms.

           “We went to a city in Morocco, darling.” Trevor chuckled after planting a small kiss on her cheek. “If that’s easier for you to pronounce.”

           “And we brought back some beautiful things!” Alessia held up the small carry-on luggage that held all the treasures from their honeymoon.

           “Now that what I like to hear!” Violetta clapped her hands excitedly and almost immediately appeared to remember that her baby sisters were down for their nap. “Sorry,” she whispered, glancing over Trevor’s shoulder to make sure the twins had not stirred from their slumber.

            And making her mother smile. 

           “What a wonderful big sister!” Alessia commented as she hugged her daughter.

           “She’s really been a trooper,” Natalia replied.

           “Such a good girl, aren’t you my darling?” Trevor still held Violetta tightly, showering her with attention and kisses. Violetta liked being the star attraction. And Natalia had missed her parents just as much.

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Sister

Six years old and I’m wishing for a sister
I’ll meet twenty years later as she raises my bell jar,
Southern California summer night air inhaling
waxing moonlight on a warehouse parking lot; jazz singer
improvising inside quick breathed like anxiety
then long sweet note of relief. She floats like a butterfly
over cracked concrete, and stings no one.
The Venus symbol on her necklace promises
sisterhood like I’ve read about and dreamed of.

She laughs dark like the dregs of black tea
after we miss our exit for the fifth time, high and circling
the freeways talking about boys and patriarchy and the doom
of our bodies. We smoke cigarettes, smiling,
arrive late to the show, sew up the unspilled gossip
from our mouths like the fluff of a broken teddy bear.

A noose hangs from the tree in whose shade we sit,
planning our spells for the full moon. She draws a sigil;
it is yonic, delicate and rough, with hints of schoolgirl
and Valkyrie. I record our goals as incantations;
we decide to do two for now, because there will be
more time later, for the rest of our ideas.

The sunscreen in my purse goes unused and I burn
smoking the delicate spliffs she rolled in the shade
under the beach’s pier. Wandering through the neighborhood
we stop at a liquor store surrounded by homes, families
celebrating what she and I know isn’t freedom. She covers
the cost of booze and the Uber ride to the wrong restaurant.
We take the only photo we will ever take together;
it vanishes twenty four hours later.

The steam of boiled roses lingers inside of her apartment
with the bubbling music she made after rehab, the sounds she said
were of her learning to be happy; we splash ourselves with the home
made flower water, light candles, draw symbols in salt, chant
one spell in unison and the other independently. She cleans up faster
than I’d like, but the surprise is soothing:
we cake our faces in cold green mud, get stoned, and discourse
about our ancient foremothers discovering doing the same.

It is Monday night so I go home early. She waves, standing
under a silver moonbeam, and she is smiling and she calls me sister
before she says goodbye. I drive away wondering
if this is what family should feel like; she will be dead
before I know the answer.

Arrow Season 5 finale and overall season thoughts

I have not enjoyed this season or the finale, sure there were some moments that I liked but overall this entire season was forgettable. Since I’ve got a few minutes free this morning I thought I’d list some thoughts.

To start I guess I feel like I might have missed something because the entertainment journalists and most people on my twitter and tumblr time lines were really enjoying last night. And I, well I’m left feeling empty, unsatisfied, and underwhelmed.

I guess Oliver and Felicity are back together. So 5x20 was there to wrap up their break-up and move them forward. And that one little line from Felicity during the birthday party showed they are back together. But I guess even though earlier this year I thought the little bits I figured the show would throw to us would be enough for me, it wasn’t, AT ALL. I can’t even articulate what I’m not satisfied with I just feel unhappy with how that whole storyline wrapped up. But like with so many things on this show I’ll make my peace with it and move on. But I guess at least we got a season finale kiss in the suit in good lighting, so that’s something.

There were too many people in this episode so no one really did anything. All this OTA being front and center and important was such bullshit. Seriously Felicity was there to have a crammed in “meaningful” convo with Thea and Samantha and ????? She announced that the whole island was rigged to blow for the audience but did nothing else. Diggle, oh my god. He did nothing, he was just there. If he had a meaningful purpose it was such a quick scene that I forgot it already.

I was really irritated with the whole Oliver telling Thea that she and Curtis (of all people) and Malcolm (who has betrayed them all so many times) needed to protect and get Felicity and Samantha to safety. That made me so mad, like lets reduce Oliver’s love and baby mama to damsels that need protecting well f&ck that.

That Nyssa and Talia fight was anti-climatic and over too fast. I was expecting a lot more out of Talia since they introduced her this season. Now that was a sister conflict storyline that had potential but as usual with Arrow, they introduced way more story than they could adequately tell.

Slade….sigh. I don’t like Slade, I’ve never liked Slade. Slade killed Moira in front of Oliver and Thea. I don’t give a single shit that the miracuru is out of his system and he is no longer mentally unstable and under the influence of drugs. HE KILLED OLIVER AND THEA’S MOTHER IN FRONT OF THEM. HE STABBED HER THROUGH THE HEART WITH A SWORD! UGH! I also see how the show just slid Slade in to give the words of wisdom to Oliver about survivors guilt and forgiving himself that in any other episode would have been Diggle’s to give. Just another way to sideline Diggle so we can get a comic book character moment.

Rene and Curtis did nothing, couple line of exposition and that’s it. Lance was there to call Dinah Bl@ck C@nary. Dinah was there to have a scream fight with Bl@ck Siren. I get it story-wise, everyone Oliver cares for needed to be on that island so Chase could continue to taunt Oliver with everyone you love will always suffer because of you, blah, blah, blah. And for that “emotional” cliffhanger of they are all dead when the island explodes.

Why was Digger Harkness in this episode? Evelyn was so pointless. I don’t get why Bl@ck Siren was there at all. Sure help Chase out as a thank you by capturing everyone in Star City, but why continue on to Lian Yu?

Malcolm, sigh, I guess I’m glad he’s finally dead, but what a way to go. So let me get this straight, he sacrificed himself for Thea. The same Thea he drugged and had her kill Sara so Ra’s wouldn’t go after him and led to Thea being stabbed and almost dying. Then he wouldn’t give up the league to get the cure for the bloodlust. But that death was off screen, so while I think he might actually be dead for real, I also would not be surprised if he were to pop back up alive in season 8 or 9 if Arrow goes that long.

Now the kid, William. Look I’m a mother, I have 2 kids who are 10 and 8. I’m also the child of divorced parents whose dad popped in and out her life throughout her childhood. This whole finale revolved around Oliver trying to find and save his son. Intellectually I get it, but emotionally I was not connected to this story at all. Look I know Oliver supposedly bonded with the kid in season 4 when he was leaving his paralyzed fiance to visit his son, who didn’t know he was his son. But dammit, if the writers knew that they were going to base the entire finale on fathers and sons (hell the whole season really) then it would have been way more emotionally satisfying for me if I had seen Oliver and William interacting and bonding this season. I’m also mildly irked that we never got to see William’s reaction to finding out that Oliver (his mom’s friend who visited with him a few times last year) is his father and his father is the Green Arrow. Sighing again. Once again this whole child story is just used for plot and has no emotional resonance.

Overall season thoughts.

It’s utterly forgettable. There are maybe 2 episodes I would rewatch entirely and maybe 3 or so more I’d watch parts of.

Sometimes I wonder why I’m still watching this show. I haven’t really enjoyed it since season 4a. I guess because every time I think I’m done the writers manage a moment of brilliance and I’m sucked back in.

Billy had no purpose to Felicity’s story. He was there for Oliver’s manpain not for Felicity.

Susan, I’m sighing again. That storyline went no where and was just unceremoniously dropped.

I know some people are happy with Felicity’s arc this season. But it was too little for me. She was sidelined too much this season. While I know she got a lot of screen time a lot of it was about other people’s emotional journeys, technical expertise, and exposition. I’ve given up thinking that she will ever get an in-depth story. I can hope for Smoak Tech next season but I’m not holding my breath.

Oliver, is this no killing thing going to actually stick for real this time? Because I thought it had previously, he spared Slade, but then he killed Ra’s and Damien and was back to killing again at the beginning of this season. I just feel like we constantly retread the same stories over and over with Oliver and I’m just tired of it. Find something new writers. But I don’t think they are capable of finding new emotional arcs for Oliver because once again it sounds like season 6 is a retread of a story already told. But I know it’s early and something had to be announced at upfronts.

I was not really satisfied with the wrap up of the flashbacks. I figured Kovar would have fought with and delayed Oliver just enough to have him miss the boat and he’d be stuck on the island for a couple of months. They really screwed up cutting flashback Oliver’s hair in season 4. If he’d never cut his hair over 5 years and missed the boat Anatoli sent for him that would explain the hair and beard. A wig and fake beard was so ridiculous. But whatever at least the flashbacks (my least favorite part of the show) are finally over.

Sighing once again. I just  re-read this post and I feel like I’ve done nothing but complain. But I wasn’t satisfied with this episode or this season and I needed a way to get my feelings out. So thanks anyone who made it all the way through this post. I’ll probably still follow along with summer hiatus speculations and be back in the fall. But nothing in the finale made me excited to watch next season.

I’m rarely invested in more than 1-3 shows at a time and Arrow has been the only show I watch consistently for the the past 2 years. So I really hope something comes out over the summer or at SDCC to make me want to return, otherwise I might be searching for a new show to watch.

Tagging some friends (by the way thanks for the good thoughts and wishes sent my way) @almondblossomme @marytagus @laurabelle2930 @hope-for-olicity @nalla-madness @green-arrows-of-karamel @wildirish23 @olicity-i-believe-in-you

Yo fam, can I just show you guys this CRAZY comparison? Top photo is from summer 2014, bottom photo is from just YESTERDAY. 😂😍😳 I remember taking the top photo and thinking how masculine I looked! These comparisons definitely solidify that change is truly happen physically for me. Tomorrow is my 6 months on T! Can’t wait to upload my voice update. Hopefully I’ll be over this cold or whatever so my voice isn’t too altered. 💪🏽💪🏽 and honestly I have to say that I miss having that “flawless” skin and what not but I’m more so LOVING how masculine my jawline has come. #youcancallmedaddynow

Usually Momentum shows me random landscapes from all over the world but this morning it showed me my home and I may or may not have started tearing up at my desk. How many times have I driven that road, how many times have I been to the small island you can see at the edge of the horizon, how many times have I hiked trails in those mountains. It’s my third summer away from it but I still miss the island so fucking much sometimes. Maybe it’s because now I know I won’t be going back for a while – at least not for good. Maybe it’s because I don’t feel I can go back. Maybe it’s that I know when’s the next time I’ll be able to go visit. Maybe I miss my cats, my grandparents, the tavern, the fiddle music, the view… Maybe I just really miss hearing people who sound like me and understand me and know who I am. Maybe I’m just tired. I don’t regret my decision to move away but today I feel very homesick.

now that school is over for the summer, i keep having a series of dreams where i either miss taking a final exam for a class, didn’t show up to a class for the entire semester and get an F, or just forget doing a really important hw assignment