imperfect place

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A Year in Review [2016]: Favorite Characters

1. AoY Girls - Jeong Ye Eun, Song Ji Won, Yoon Jin Myeong, Yoo Eun Jae, Kang Yi Na (Age of Youth)

Reggie Mantle x Reader: Encounters

Request:

I absolutely love your writing!!! Would you make a Reggie x reader imagine, where the reader is a River Vixen and the Vixens are practising outside when the reader gets a bodycheck from one of the jocks because he full on goes for the ball… and then Reggie gets worried and helps her to the nurse and stuff with a lot of fluff? I’m sorry if it’s a bit vague…

 

A/N: Okay I changed it a bit, but not too much because I wanted to do justice for your request. Also I have 3 more to catch up now, so go ahead and send more requests imagines you want me to do! I hope you like this one. Requests open now. 

Words: 1811

Summary: Reader is a River Vixen and her first encounter with Reggie is at Cheryl’s party and second is when she get knocked out by a football and he takes her to the doctor

Spoilers: N/A

Warnings: I think there may be a curse word in there.

Living in Riverdale, that’s a tale to tell. Life in a small town, one would think that it would be like in the movies and TV shows. The perfect quiet place with the perfect people.

It wasn’t, at least not anymore. It was quiet but the whispers made their way around. It was quiet because it hid so many secrets and as for the people we were far from perfect.

Although its imperfections you loved the place even though you’d never actually confess it out loud.

Life was simple for you, you were a River Vixen in Cheryl’s cheerleading squad, you were single, and your parents well they tried their best to be updated on your life.

After the memorial pep rally for Jason you made your way to Cheryl’s after party. You didn’t want to, but Cheryl was your friend and she needed you now more than ever. You may have been viewed as popular because you were a vixen, but you weren’t as stuck up as plenty of the other girls.

You made your way next to Betty and Veronica hopefully to relax with them and ignore the whole scene. Suddenly Cheryl decided everyone should play seven minutes in heaven.

You weren’t fond of these games especially because Cheryl always tried to play some sort of angle, and she did.

“Okay, your turn (Y/N)” Cheryl gave you a smirk after Chuck and some girl walked out of the closet.

“Fine” you mumbled as you spinned the bottle as it landed on the one the only Reggie Mantle.

You sat there frozen until Cheryl grabbed your hand and the guys pushed Reggie in the closet with you and closed the door.

This encounter with Reggie made you a bit shy, you seen him before of course. He is the Captain of the football team, but this encounter it just felt different. and from the looks of it maybe this encounter would be different for him too.

“Uh, Hi” you spoke to Reggie who was staring at you as you placed a bit of your hair behind your ear.

“We don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to” The tall boy confessed.

“What?” you questioned him, since you heard all the stories about Reggie Mantle and secretly you had a thing for the football player “I mean, I’m surprised is all.”

“Yeah I get it, you’ve heard the rumors, who hasn’t” Reggie spat even though at that moment he wanted to kiss you. Ever since 8th grade he had a thing for you, but rumors spread and he’d never thought he could get a girl like you.

“I’m sorry, no I- uh” you felt bad, you’d never seen this side of Reggie before. He looked vulnerable and that intrigued you even more.

It took every ounce of courage in your body to do what you did next.

You stepped closer to the handsome figure standing in front of you, stood on your tippy toes and placed a kiss on his lips.

Reggie a bit shocked at first, but placed his hands around your head and leaned in closer for the kiss. It was passionate, and a bit sloppy at the end.

As you pulled apart you both fixed yourselves up and kept looking into each other’s eyes.

Cheryl announced the time and opened the door and grabbed you by the hand.

“Um, I’ll see you around” was the only thing you could get out before Cheryl pulled you out.

Then her plan was back on track.

She made Veronica go in with Archie knowing it would bug Betty.

You felt bad for her so you reached your hand to hers.

“Hey Bets, I’m sorry about Cheryl she can be difficult, but you know how she is” you whispered to the blonde.

“It’s fine” Betty stated with a sad smile.

“Congrats on making the squad” you said as you were interrupted by Cheryl.

“TIMES UP LOSERS!” the red head spoke as she opened the closet revealing Archie and Veronica.

It was too late though, Betty disappeared.

That was your call to leave the party as you gave a disappointed look at Cheryl and you left the party.

__

You wanted to find Reggie and talk about the kiss, you had feelings for him and now they were stronger than ever since the weekend. You hadn’t seen him since the party and were hoping he would return those feelings back. Hoping that maybe the last encounter was a good chance to start something with Reggie.

You were at River Vixens practice the air a bit heavy between Ronnie and Betty, but you tried to ignore it because it wasn’t your business and Cheryl had been bitchier about the routine.

“Hurry up idiots, we have to get these move down for the homecoming game” Cheryl shouted “It’s bad enough we have to practice in the field because they are fixing up the gym, just get into position girls.”

Since the party Betty had been ignoring Veronica and she wasn’t doing the routines well and Cheryl made her watch. She was enjoying her vengeance against Betty even though she had never done anything to her (only thing Betty did was be related to Polly; the girl Jason was in love with).

“Okay Betty I can’t have you messing this up, right now so you keep watch and maybe catch on” Cheryl spoke with a devilish smirk “Okay (Y/N) you’re one of my best for pyramids so you are going to at the top, okay” and you nodded as you made your way to the cheerleaders already beginning to form the pyramid.

As you made your way, your eye caught Reggie in practice and he caught your eye too, and you smiled at each other not realizing you hadn’t been paying attention until Cheryl called your name and you made your way to the top.

As you finally reached the top of the pyramid you made your hands into a V about to jump down when suddenly you lost balance as a football hit your head and you crashed down.

All you heard were gasps and you couldn’t keep your eyes open for long as all the girls surrounded you.

Although you were able to catch a glimpse of Reggie running faster than you’ve ever seen him run.

“Shit (Y/N)” he spoke as he kneeled down to you and rested his hand under you head and you tried to make an effort in getting up.

“No don’t, when you fall you’re not supposed to get up until you feel better” Reggie proclaimed as your eyes were closed and you couldn’t help but smile at his remark.

“Well I’m starting to feel better now” you retorted as you bit your lip and caressed his cheek.

“I’ll take her to the nurse” Reggie told the girls as he picked you up and you rested your head on his chest.

“But the nurse is close-” you heard Betty say as Reggie was already walking away with you.

“You know she’s not wrong” you told Reggie as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

“About?” the dark hair heartthrob asked.

“The nurse, it’s after school” you answered.

“I know, I’m taking you to my uncle’s clinic, you need to get checked out that was a heavy fall” Reggie informed you as he rubbed his thumb on your back which made the butterflies in your stomach go nuclear.

“That’s a bit far to walk don’t you think?” you heart was beating a bit quicker, your eyes still closed because of the impact of the grass, not knowing where you were heading but you trusted him.

“I have a truck you know, but if I didn’t I’d still walk” he noted reaching to what you guessed was door and placed you gently to the passenger’s seat as he made his way to the driver’s side.

You opened your eyes for a bit and saw it was and old model truck and the front seat was all connected and there was only a bit of space in the back which was only enough for his gym stuff and you laid yourself down and placed your head on his lap and he drove away from the school.

“I thought you had a jeep” you decided to make conversation.

“I just fixed up this truck, I want to see how good it runs”

“So we could stay stuck somewhere and you just might have to carry me to the doctor” you sarcastically answered.

“You have no faith in me” he pretended to be hurt as he turned.

“I trust you, anyways, do you listen to music or-” he cut you off turning up the radio.

You kept conversation until you arrived to the clinic and he insisted on carrying you still and made his way inside.

“Tell my uncle I’m here, any rooms open?” he demanded to the receptionist.

“Room three” she answered as Reggie opened the door that separated the patients and the workers as he made his way to room three and placed you on the examination bed.

“Well look who takes charge” you mocked as he took a chair on your left side

“I can take charge”

“Really? Last I remember Mantle I kissed you” you revealed as you turned your way to look at his reaction, but were interrupted by what you guessed was his uncle.

“What happened Reggie? Oh” the man with a white coat was a bit confused “I thought you got hurt boy, what seems to be the problem?”

“Oh I’m fine, (Y/N) took a football to the head at the top of the cheerleading pyramid and fell” Reggie stood up to shake his hand.

“Okay” the man made his way to you flashing a small flashlight in your eyes “So I’m checking for a concussion and maybe a sprain”

“Yes” Reggie spoke for you again.

“How bad was the fall?” The doctor asked placing his hands on your ankles to see if you had a sprain.

“I’m not dead, but I can finally open my eyes” you sassed and reacted to him putting pressure on your left ankle.

“You finally got one with a sense of humor didn’t you Reg?” his uncle encouraged as Reggie blushed a bit.

“I’m trying” he claimed and this time you blushed “So is anything too bad?” he asked making his way back next to you placing his hand on your head stroking your hair.

“Oh no, you got pretty lucky here, just a bit more rest on your head and you have a small sprain on your left ankle some medicine and you’re all good” the man reported to you as he grabbed some bandages and placed it tightly around your left ankle.

“Thank you sir” you told the doctor as he left the room.

You sat up the bed and tried to get up your legs still a bit weak and Reggie caught you, his hands on your waist.

One of the best encounters yet you thought.

“You’re enjoying this aren’t you?” you asked as you placed a hand on his shoulder.

“Oh plenty” Reggie said with a smug look on his face as he closed the proximity of your faces and sealed it with a kiss.


Tag: @sgarrett49 @oharchiekinz 

the breakfast club / starter sentences.

  • ❛ We’re all pretty bizarre. Some of us are just better at hiding it, that’s all. ❜
  • ❛ Does Barry Manilow know that you raid his wardrobe? ❜
  • ❛ You ought to spend a little more time trying to make something of yourself and a little less time trying to impress people. ❜
  • ❛ I hate it. I hate having to go along with everything my friends say. ❜
  • ❛ When you grow up, your heart dies. ❜
  • ❛ Screws fall out all the time, the world is an imperfect place. ❜
  • ❛ Don’t mess with the bull, young man. You’ll get the horns. ❜
  • ❛ I don’t have to run away and live in the street. I can run away and I can go to the ocean, I can go to the country, I can go to the mountains. I could go to Israel, Africa, Afghanistan. ❜
  • ❛ Being bad feels pretty good, huh? ❜
  • ❛ Could you describe the ruckus, sir? ❜
  • ❛ What do you need a fake I.D. for? ❜
  • ❛ I’ll do anything sexual. I don’t need a million dollars to do it either. ❜
  • ❛ Eat my shorts. ❜
  • ❛ You know, you look a lot better without all that black shit under your eyes. ❜
  • ❛ So it’s sorta social, demented and sad, but social. Right? ❜
  • ❛ ‘Cause I’m telling the truth, that makes me a bitch? ❜
  • ❛ Naked blonde walks into a bar with a poodle under one arm, and a two-foot salami under the other. The bartender says, I guess you won’t be needing a drink. Naked lady says… ❜
  • ❛ You do everything everyone tells you to do and that is a problem. ❜
  • ❛ Do you think I’d speak for you? I don’t even know your language. ❜
  • ❛ No, I don’t wear tights. I wear the required uniform. ❜
  • ❛ You’re an idiot anyway. But if you say you get along with your parents, well, you’re a liar too. ❜
  • ❛ I’m thinkin’ of tryin’ out for a scholarship. ❜
  • ❛ Don’t you want to hear my excuse?❜
  • ❛ Why do you have to insult everybody? ❜
  • ❛ Now is this the first time or the last time you do this to me? ❜
  • ❛ You’re kind of sexy when you’re angry. ❜
  • ❛ If I lose my temper you’re totaled, man. ❜
  • ❛ Why didn’t you want me to know that you are a virgin? ❜
  • ❛ I don’t think either one of them gives a shit about me. It’s like they use me just to get back at each other. ❜
  • ❛ Don’t you ever talk about my friends. You don’t know any of my friends. You don’t look at any of my friends. And you certainly wouldn’t condescend to speak to any of my friends. ❜
  • ❛ It’s wrong to destroy literature. It’s such fun to read. ❜
  • ❛ Vodka? When do you drink vodka? ❜
  • ❛ How does one become a janitor? ❜
  • ❛ By the way, that clock’s 20 minutes fast. ❜
  • ❛ I want to congratulate you for being on time. ❜
  • ❛ He’s just doing it to get a rise out of you. Just ignore him. ❜
  • ❛ Sweets. You couldn’t ignore me if you tried. ❜
  • ❛ That’s what I thought. You’re a gutless turd. ❜
  • ❛ Keep your fuckin’ hands off me! I’d expect better manners from you, _____. ❜
  • ❛ Just me. Just you and me. Two hits. Me hitting you. You hitting the floor. Anytime you’re ready, pal. ❜
  • ❛ Oh, obscene finger gestures from such a pristine girl. ❜
  • ❛ Are you a virgin? I’ll bet you a million dollars that you are. Let’s end the suspense! Is it gonna be… a white wedding? ❜
  • ❛ Have you ever kissed a boy on the mouth? ❜
  • ❛ Have you ever been felt up? Over the bra, under the blouse, shoes off… hoping to God your parents don’t walk in? ❜
  • ❛ You ask me one more question and I’m beating the shit out of you. ❜
  • ❛ What did you wanna be when you were young? ❜
  • ❛ When I was a kid, I wanted to be John Lennon. ❜
  • ❛ _____, you wanna see a picture of a guy with elephantitis of the nuts? It’s pretty tasty. ❜
  • ❛ Now this is the thought that wakes me up in the middle of the night. ❜
  • ❛ The next time I have to come in here I’m crackin’ skulls. ❜
  • ❛ Are you gonna be, like, a shopping bag lady? You know, like, sit in alleyways and, like, talk to buildings and wear men’s shoes and that kinda thing? ❜
  • ❛ I’m a fucking idiot because I can’t make a lamp? ❜
  • ❛ Yo wastoid, you’re not gonna blaze up in here. ❜
  • ❛ My God, are we gonna be like our parents? ❜

anonymous asked:

(Praise the handsome and glorious thing that is Cell. Praise the adorkable thing that is him hitting on his student on Xenoverse. And praise you because you did a Semi-Perfect drawing that makes him almost cute♥)

PRAISE ALL THE CELLS! (Annnd there perfect cell goes and steals all the spotlight. BUT STILL)  I love this godamn bug, in every form. Were all practically married to him in xenoverse and we should all praise the entire existence of this glorious game AKA GODAMN DATE SIMULATOR. 

Overal, thank you so much dear :’D I am so glad aaaa! ❤️️

❣ ——— Breakfast Club Sentence Starters.

’ Don’t you want to hear my excuse? ’
’ I’m thinkin’ of tryin’ out for a scholarship. ’
’ Eat… My… Shorts. ’
’ You just bought yourself another Saturday. ’
’ I’m going to have to check my calendar. ’
’ We’ll keep going. You want another one? ’
’ Instead of going to prison you’ll come here. ’
’ I’m doing society a favor. ’
’ You got it! You got another one right there! That’s another one pal! ’
’ You really think I give a shit? ’
’ You ask me one more question and I’m beating the shit out of you. ’
’ That the last time you ever make me look bad in front of those kids, you hear me? ’
’ I have a home and I’m not about to throw it all away on some punk. ’
’ I’m gonna knock your dick in the dirt. ’
’ You threatening me? ’
’ What are you gonna do about it? You think anyone’s gonna believe you? ’
’ You think anyone is gonna take your word over mine? ’
’ You’re a lying sack of shit and everybody knows it. ’
’ Let’s find out how tough you are. ’
’ I wanna know right now how tough you are. ’
’ Just take the first shot. I’m begging you, take a shot. ’
’ That’s what I thought. You’re a gutless turd. ’
’ Why do you have to insult everybody? ’
’ I’m being honest, asshole. ’
’ I would expect you to know the difference. ’
‘ I don’t think either one of them gives a shit about me. ’
’ It’s like they use me just to get back at each other. ’
’ Do you know how popular I am? I am so popular. ’
’ Why’d you do that? ’
’ Were you truly disgusted with what I did with my lipstick? ’
’ Some of us are just better at hiding it, that’s all. ’
’ You’re a big coward. ’
’ I’m in the math club. ’
’ Well, you wouldn’t know, you don’t even know any of us. ’
’ Hey! Let’s watch the mouth, huh? ’
’ Excuse me a sec. What are you babbling about? ’
’ What do you guys do in your club? ’
’ You do everything everyone tells you to do and that is a problem. ’
’ Do you think I’d speak for you? I don’t even know your language. ’
’ Screws fall out all the time, the world is an imperfect place. ’
’ Why are you being so nice to me? ’
’ Well, would you mind telling me how you know all this about me? ’
’ You couldn’t ignore me if you tried. ’
’ If I lose my temper you’re totaled, man. ’
’ I hate having to go along with everything my friends say. ’
’ I want to congratulate you for being on time. ’
’ Excuse me, sir. I think there’s been a mistake. ’
’ I know it’s detention but I don’t think I belong in here. ’
’ I don’t have to run away and live in the street. ’
’ I’m a fucking idiot because I can’t make a lamp? ’
’ I’ll do anything sexual. I don’t need a million dollars to do it either. ’
’ I’m a nymphomaniac. ’
’ The only person I told was my shrink. ’
’ Do you have any idea how completely gross that is? ’
’ The first few times? You mean you did it more than once? ’
’ I’m not going to discuss my private life with total strangers. ’
’ Well, if you say you haven’t, you’re a prude. If you say you have, you’re a slut. ’
’ It’s kind of a double edged sword isn’t it? ’
’ I mean, don’t you want any respect? ’
’ Why don’t you just answer the question? ’
’ I’m not a nymphomaniac. I’m a compulsive liar. ’
’ Being bad feels pretty good, huh? ’
’ When you grow up, your heart dies. ’
’ It’s wrong to destroy literature. It’s such fun to read. ’
’ Hey, you’re not urinating in here, man. ’
’ Why didn’t you want me to know that you are a virgin? ’
’ Oh, obscene finger gestures from such a pristine girl. ’
’ What do you care what I think anyway? ’
’ My God, are we gonna be like our parents? ’
’ Ah, you’d never make it. You don’t have any goals. ’
’ Are you a virgin? I’ll bet you a million dollars that you are. ’
’ Have you ever kissed a boy/girl on the mouth? ’
’ By the way, that clock’s 20 minutes fast. ’
’ You whip it out and you’re dead before the first drop hits the floor. ’
’ You’re pretty sexy when you get angry. ’
Let me be a builder of
gargoyles.
Let me learn to create
guardian monsters,
let me hew grotesque
words from rough,
savage stone.
Let me give up perfection,
let each unique, imbalanced
form I shape
be a true
reflection of my soul.
Let my works fly
and let them be grounded
in the earth.
Let my words
be more than decoration,
let them
provide protection
and imperfection
and a place for the rain
to overflow.
Let me reveal a heart
savage and flawed
and generous,
let me spark and share
light in the soul.
— 

Gargoyles

(inspired by John Ruskin’s “The Nature of Gothic”)

- Grace Babcock © 2017

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The Art of Alec Huxley

Alec Huxley (B. 1980) is a painter based in San Francisco, California. His work is representational, anchored by haunting cityscapes definitively of the American West Coast and the ghostly remnants of its historic migration. These backdrops serve as the theater for space travelers and wild animals and as well as imperfect records of place, time and architecture. He is self-taught with experience in printing, graphic design and photography.

instagram.com/alechuxley/

HELP I'M TRYING TO DECIDE WHAT SENIOR QUOTE TO USE

“There seems to be no sign of intelligent life anywhere.” -Buzz Lightyear,Toy Story. 

“I’m surrounded by idiots!” -Scar, The Lion King

“Goodbye everyone, I’ll remember you all in therapy!” -Plankton, SpongeBob SquarePants.

“This wasn’t anything like High School Musical…” -me

“Screws fall out all the time, the world is an imperfect place.” -John Bender, The Breakfast Club.

“We’re all pretty bizarre. Some of us are just better at hiding it, that’s all.” -Andrew Clark, The Beakfast Club.

“Adventure is out there!” -Up

“Real bands save fans, real fans save bands.”-Michael Clifford.

“I do what I want, I’m punk rock.” -Michael Clifford.

“Reach for the sky!” -Sheriff Woody, Toy Story.

“If you’re going to get in trouble for hitting someone, might as well hit them hard.” -Harry Styles.

Screws fall out all the time…the world’s an imperfect place.
—  John Bender (Judd Nelson), ‘The Breakfast Club’, '85

idareu2bme  asked:

Can we talk more about nurturing Todd and touch-starved Dirk? It seems there is much to be said.

You are asking a lot. Or rather two separate things that I suspect will dovetail neatly together. Unfortunately that means this answer is going to be long. Fortunately I can wax lyrical on both.

Let’s start with Todd.

We know a few things about Todd. We know Todd was kind of a self-absorbed asshole for a significant portion of his life. We know that he has a tendency to lie, cheat and steal. We know that Todd spent a significant portion of his life putting himself and his own interests ahead of everyone else’s. We know that all of this changed the second Amanda got sick. We know that he carries a tremendous amount of guilt for the things he’s done. We know he is mired in self-loathing.

We also know that he is the first person to help when no one else ever has. We know that he prioritizes Amanda above even his own safety.

Now I suspect some people would assume this is Todd’s version of atonement. I don’t think that’s the case.

Now, don’t get me wrong. People can change. People change all the time. Life and experience shapes and molds us, and we in turn adapt accordingly. But a person’s core personality is still their core personality. You don’t start an ESFJ only to become an ISTJ*.

So I suspect Todd’s caregiver tendencies have always been there. This isn’t counterintuitive. People who are drawn to care for others are more than capable of hurting others, just as a nurturing personality type does not always preclude selfishness.

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