in fact this one is not the worse

Protective | archie andrews

Originally posted by fyeahriverdale

a/n: please please request ideas for short series or one shots!! i like to cater to you guys and sometimes you really do come up with some cool ideas!! love always rosie🌹

as the years went on you’d think bullying and slut shaming was a thing of the past, you were sadly mistaken. in fact it seemed to get worse and more and more creative as the times went on.

i obliviously walked into school head held higher than normal as i spot Betty and Veronica standing near my locker, smiling brightly i approach them a little bounce in my step as I over to them.

“hey”

i gawk smiling like an idiot, i had my very first date last night with one Reggie Mantle and you think it went rather well. we had a meal at pops and then went to the drive in to watch a movie where we stuffed our faces with junk food and spent the night cuddled up in the back of his truck with some small make out sessions before he dropped me home just before curfew.

I was still grinning, the gang wasn’t very thrilled with the idea of me going they said that he was a stupid football jock that just wanted to get into my pants and last night just proves that they were wrong - for once.

my smile fades as i glance at their concerned expression, i grab my books and close my locker as they glance from their phones to others loitering in the halls before first period before finally glancing at me.

“what?” i laugh glancing the hall to see many eyes on me, i spot Archie his expression the same as the girls.

“okay what the hell happened”

i ask breaking the silence, tapping my fingers against my books growing impatience at their lack of emotions and words.

“will someone please tell me what’s going on!”

i practically yell, Veronica glances at her phone again and i snatch it from her grasp as the red headed boy stops in front of us mumbling a small greeting.

i glance at the phone and see that the photo Reggie had taken off me last night in the drive in cuddle up to him, only he’d modified the picture and photoshopped maple syrup running down my face.

“oh my god” i say my breathe catching in my throat i click on the comments and instantly regret it the words ‘slut’ ‘ugly’ 'whore’ 'attention seeking’ came up regularly along with comments about my weight and seemed liked everything else 'what a freak’ i give Veronica back her phone and sniffle tears pricking my eyes.

I look up to see Betty and Veronica staring me down

“do it say it!! okay 'i told you so’ okay I get it”

the girls shake their heads scrambling for words to comfort me

“forget it” i whisper pushing past them

“(y/n)” i hear archie call but I ignore him keeping my head down as i rush to class, everyone laughing and sharing comments as I pass.

i round the corner and slam into a body, we bump heads and i cuss grabbing my fallen bag and glances to see Jughead concern etched on his face “I saw the picture are you okay?” i sigh sniffling.

“no” i whisper

he places his hand on my shoulder rubbing it soothingly “i didn’t even do anything juggie- Archie’s and the others are just itching to tell me that they were right- again!”

“it’s okay- we know it’s not true. people believe what they want okay you-” jughead tries to soothe me running his hands up and down my arms.

“jughead” we both look up to see the smug look of Reggie

my blood boils and I shove his chest “i can’t believe you” i spit tearing up at the sight of him.

“what’s wrong baby?” he coos placing his hand tenderly on my shoulder i shudder at his touch and rip my shoulder from his grasp “don’t touch me reggie!” i warn.

he steps forward and jughead stands in front of me protectively, he laughs clapping his hands looking to his boys standing behind him “would you look at that” he howls getting up in jughead face.

“don’t even think about it” i seethe standing in front of jughead pushes at reggies chest.

as much as i wanted to cower behind juggie i knew that Reggie wouldn’t flinch punching him and the last thing i wanted was for my best friend to get punched in the face.

“oh c'mon i wasn’t going to punch your little boyfriend” he teases winking at the both of us “he’s not my boyfriend reggie- he’s my friend and i will not let some jerk bully my friends” i shout “or me for that matter”

he bites his lip pulling me into the wall pinning me down “god your hot when your angry” he whispers huskily into my neck.

“get off!!” i yell looking desperately to jughead for help but Reggies boys were holding him hostage.

“i mean it Reggie get off” i yell everyone decides to gather to watch the show, i thrash trying to get out of his grip but it’s useless.

“oh come one little (y/n) you weren’t this shy with me last night” i squirm “your fat ass wasn’t mad when I had my tongue in your mouth” he smirks and i cringe knowing that he was right.

“MANTLE” i head a loud voice

“archie” i say breathless my eyes begging for help

“let her go now” he orders edging closer

“or what andr-” he didn’t get to finish his sentence before archie ran and shoved Reggie off me and onto the floor.

grabbing me by the waist and pulling me into his arms

“so this is your boyfriend?” he howls “Andrews and (y/l/n) nice, I mean Arch buddy you could do way better she’s not much of a 10” he chuckles the group agreeing with him

“you okay” he whispers i nod “im okay now” i smile at him

“hate to break up the love fest but she’s mine archie, her face might not be all that but boy is her body”

the group whistles as they look me up and down taking in every once of me, i felt disgusted and disappointed that I ever thought Reggie was more than a jock with a good body.

the moment didn’t last as reggie grabbed me and shoved me into jughead, that flicks a switch in archie as he punches the boy in the jaw they wrestle around punching other and i yell for them to stop jughead holding me back.

the teachers are alerted and rush over to separate the boys as soon as Archie’s pulled back i run over to him placing my hands on his cheeks examining his face.

“arch” i say sadly glancing at his bruised eye and split lip.

“Andrews, Mantle my office NOW”

//

“i can’t believe the fought over you!” Ronnie squeals helping me zip up the back of my cheerleading uniform “swoon!” she finishes skipping over to Betty.

“it wasn’t over me, reggie was being an ass and Archie was just being a good friend” i conclude pulling my hair into a half up half down look adding blue ribbon for school spirt.

“have you spoke to him since it happened?” Betty asks sitting in front of me worry filling her voice.

“no, he had detention at lunch” she nods and i feel guilty “he came to see me after school but i just wanted to be alone. ill see him tonight” i try and smile knowing that Reggie would also be at the game.

Veronica touches up my face with a little makeup before the three of us head to school for the pep rally, my mood lifts a little football games were a ritual for me. i loved cheering with B & V and watching Archie play. Often we managed to drag Jughead and Kevin to the games to watch us all tonight that was one of those nights.

we meet the squad in the change rooms and grab our poms poms getting ready to go out onto the field to get the crowd pumped

“you will speak with him before the game right?” Veronica asks me worried, i nod following the girls out onto the field “promise”

“WOOHOO GO THE BULLDOGS” we cheer running and flipping out onto the field hyping the crowd up i spot jughead in the crowd and i jog over to him when Cheryl isn’t looking

“juggie!” i yell catching his attention “have you seen arch?” as the words leave my mouth the bulldogs run through the banner Archie leading the pack with a huge black eye. i glance at him guilty, he doesn’t see me searching through the crowd of river vixen. “ill talk to you later” i tell him he smiles frustrated giving me the 'I know your not okay’ stare.

i jog over to the drinks table where Archie stand his back facing me, i approach place my hand on his shoulder causing him to spin around relief flooding his expression as he realises it’s me.

“oh thank god it thought you weren’t here and i know you love the games and I didn’t want you to not come because of reggie and-” i cut him off placing my hand on his cheek touching the purpleness around his eyes gently.

“oh arch” he’s hand shots up to touch mine “im so sorry” i tell him tearing up

“hey it’s okay-” and just like that he’s swept up onto the field with all the others “arch” i call out trying to get he’s attention.

“hey it’s okay” i feel Betty’s hand on my shoulder “we gotta get ready” i nod turning to face her following her back to the squad getting ready to perform

//

the game finished miserable as the win was taken away from us in the last 5 minutes, the bulldogs look dull as they exit the field heading to the locker rooms. i sigh and grab my bag walking after the boys i needed to speak with Archie.

“(y/n)” i hear jughead call, choosing to ignore him i walk faster hoping to catch archie before he got into the locker room

“hey!” he yells panting as he catching up to me “ignore me much?” i roll my eyes

“i need to talk with archie okay? now are walking me or not?” i stop glancing at him “fine but yes i am because i swear to god if reggie lays a finger on you” i roll my eyes pulling him behind me

“yeah yeah you’ll kill him”

i push through the crowd of half naked boys as they undress ready to hit the showers, i struggle to find the boy before i spot the familiar red mop of hair. i weave in and out of the crowd before i edge closer to him.

he mustn’t of seen me because he turned and crash into me losing his towel in the process, jughead covers my eyes as Archie scrambles to re adjust his towel “(y/n) jughead what are you doing-”

i put my finger on his lips silencing him “let me talk please” i tell him, gaining the attention of everyone in the locker room.

i realise now why Jughead thought this was a bad idea

“look im sorry about today- your eye you losing the captain spot- you shouldn’t have gotten involved Archie it wasn’t your fight! you warned me and i didn’t listen and now your in trouble with your dad and the principal and you have a busted lip and a black eye all because of that freaking jerk!” i yell tearing up feeling stupid

“I know how much football meant to you, you need it to get into college to study your music and i completely ruined it for you because of a stupid stupid idea to prove a point!”

i run my fingers through my hair a few tears falling down my face, i wipe them as quickly as they fall Archie looks defeated not knowing what to say

“(y/n)-” he steps forward but stops as loud clapping fills the locker room

“what a speech” i growl facing Reggie

“oh go fuck yourself Reggie, haven’t you ruined enough lives today!” he smirks leaning against the locker his towel hanging low off his hips.

he reaches out to brush my hair behind my ear and Archie moves in front of me but i clasp my arm around his bicep “he isn’t worth it” i spit tugging Archie toward me.

“did i tell you how good you looked in that uniform” he licks his lips “that mini skirt, it’s like your begging for someone to kiss you, you look in desperate need let me help you princess”

he attempts to walk over to me but i extend my hand to his chest playing with him

“you know reg your right, i do really need a kiss” i tell him pulling my bottom lip with my teeth and fiddling with the bottom of my skirt fluttering my lashes.

i can see Archie adjusting his towel all the boys seem to be getting rather bothered by my act, Reggie steps forward reaching out to grab my waist but i spin grabbing the back of Archie’s neck and pulling him in for a kiss, jumping up to wrap my legs around his waist.

i deepen the kiss cheers from his team mates fill the air, i break away breathless kissing him once more before Archie sets me back down.

“much better” i sigh glances at a very frustrated Reggie “oh and reg you might wanna take a cold shower for junior” i tug at his towel leaving him completely naked before peeking Archie on the lips.

“see you outside”

he blushes scratching the back of his neck as he watches me walk out with jughead, i bite my lip swinging my hips feeling confident as i wait outside the locker room

“wow” jughead exclaims pacing back and fourth as the rest of our friends spot us and walk over to us, i roll my eyes at him grabbing his jacket to stop the pacing.

“hey” i greet the girls

“Pop’s?” Betty asks

we nod “yeah of course!”

“okay well lets go im sure archie can catch up” Veronica smiles grabbing my arm

“oh ill just wait for him we’ll meet you there!” they narrow their eyes jughead refusing to make eye contact not wanting to be interrogated.

“uh i haven’t spoken to him yet so i can do it on my way over before we met yous” they share glances with each other before nodding at my story.

“okay fine, jughead are you going to escort your ladies” he rolls his eyes pushing off the wall as the girls loop their arms with his and heading toward our favourite hang out.

the boys start exiting the locker room glancing at me as i wait fiddling with my hair and avoiding all eye contact. standing up to reggie wasn’t all that and but he whole makeout session could’ve been prevented but i was feeling epic.

“(y/n)? where are the others?” i glance up at the voice smiling at the red headed boy

i suddenly feel nervous my knees wobbling and my cheeks heating up at my name coming out of his mouth.

“uh they um- they are going to pops- i um told them that we’d yanno met them there” i finishes awkwardly glancing at my feet as I scuff them.

“that is if you want to go- if not i can just walk myself-” he smiles shaking his head at me “no no i wanna come” “good” i smile and with that we set off to Pop’s silence filling the air.

we reach the diner and i stop spoting our friends in the booth next to the window, Archie notices and stops turning to face me “you okay?” i nod

“im sorry about what happened before” i blurt worried that i misread Archie’s feelings toward me. nervousness washes over me and my smile slips from my lips.

“hey hey- no don’t be- it was amazing, your amazing” he finishes grabbing my hips and tugging me toward him.

"if im not mistaking is mr Archie Andrews finally making the first move?” i hint playful playing with his shirt, he laughs playfully placing his soft lips on me and closing the small gap between our bodies.

“you know Reg was right about the whole cheerleader outfit” i raise my eyebrows “hot as hell”

i kiss him back before lacing my hands with his and pulling him into the diner walking over to our friends sliding in next to Jughead as Archie takes the seat next to me siting closer then usual he drapes his arm across the back of the booth touching my shoulder soothingly.

“okay what the hell happened in the locker room?” Veronica asks sipping her milkshake.

“oh they had a huge make out session infringed of reggie it was intense should’ve been there” jughead spills earning a smack up side the head from Archie

“dude?”

i blush covering my face and leaning into Archie, i peer through my fingers and see the two girls staring intensely at m “what!” i complain giggling.

the group fall into a fit of laughter and i smile up at Archie as he tightens his grip around my waist making me feel safe.

this is where I belong.

anonymous asked:

sad Kakashi scenario

I thought this was good, but I don’t know now. 

Originally posted by hatake-k

Gazing at his reflection in the mirror, Kakashi inhaled slowly, taking the deep breath in with the hope of displacing the heavy weight that was had been bearing down on his chest for the last four days. Though he knew that all of his attempts would be in vain, he still tried, well aware that he was going to have to be presentable for at least the next six hours, and the sharp pain in his chest was not going to help him one bit in these following hours. Right then, he was at a point where he wish he had become numb, where he couldn’t feel the heaviness of the reality that he was now living, but he was still very much in a state of shock with every little moment that passed bringing upon a different pain, each worse than the last.

Straightening out his tie, the man worked on his appearance, trying to ignore the fact that his entire world had fallen apart in a matter of mere hours. Everything still felt surreal to him, like he was just stuck in some strange sort of Purgatory where he couldn’t move forward and escape the all these terrible things. Kakashi had run through the last four days over and over and over again, but nothing felt right; nothing felt true. He knew that he hadn’t come to grips with it all just yet, but by the end of the day, he was going to have face everything whether he was ready or not. Still as he stood in front of the mirror, making sure that he looked his best for this funeral, he couldn’t get over the fact…

He couldn’t accept that you had been killed in a car wreck and now he had to carry on and raise your nine year old daughter all by himself.

It didn’t make sense to him. How could everything have gone so wrong in such a short period of time? He remembered seeing you call his phone, though he hadn’t been able to pick it up at the time, but still, you left a voicemail saying you and Karina were coming home and that you would meet him at the house for dinner. You even left the familiar phrase at the end, the one that he was now just learning that he had been taking for granted the last 15 years, “Alrightly, well I’ll see you soon. Remember, I love you, okay?” It all seemed to be nothing out of the ordinary, but then, not even twenty minutes later, he got a call from the hospital, saying that both his wife and his daughter had been in a fatal collision and that he needed to come immediately.

The rest of that night was just a complete blur of memories in Kakashi’s mind now. There were bits and pieces that he remembered, but a lot of it just didn’t stay with him; truth be told, he only remember two main moments from that night. He recalled the doctors handing him Karina, because by some miracle she had only sustained a minor concussion and some various bruising. But in that moment, she didn’t even look like his child; she was completely terrified, clutching onto him for dear life, too afraid to even loosen her grip on her father for more than a second as they waited in the emergency room. She was a far, far different child than the one he had raised and come to know. And then he remembered an exhausted surgeon coming out in the middle of the night and telling him that you didn’t make- that your injuries were too great and your heart couldn’t within stand them or the surgery. They tried to save you, but you were too far gone when you arrived at the hospital, and that they sent their sympathy to him and Karina.

And that was it. That was all Kakashi could recall from the night you died.

Since then, he had played that last voicemail at least a hundred times, just listening to that soft hum of your voice, knowing that there was a gentle smile upon your lips as you spoke it. It used to be a common practice everyday between the two of you, but now that quiet little recording was all he had left of you- and that was something he was just beginning to face.

With a glance to his watch, Kakashi knew that it was time for him and Karina to begin their way to the church. He wanted some time to prepare your daughter for the things she might hear; he knew she was suffering too, and facing a crowd of people offering their condolences was not something was going to help her in her healing, but it was something that had to be done, and so he called out to her, “Karina, sweetheart, where are you?”

Though no answer came.

His daughter had never been the loudest, but Kakashi had noticed that within the last few days she had been especially quiet, only speaking to him, and even when she did, it was soft and short. What was he expecting though? She had just lost her mother, one of the few who had molded her into the child she was. There were many ways grieve, and maybe Karina’s was just to keep silent, and for the while being, he was going to allow it.

Knowing that his best chance was to go an find her, Kakashi made his way down the hall, which was now illuminated with sunlight as the morning broke through the small windows scattered throughout the home. It brought a warmth into the house that had been missing, and for a moment made him feel as if he wasn’t about to experience one of his hardest day of his entire life, though it did last only a moment. As he walked down the hallway, he remembered that it was you who fell in love with this home, because of this brightness that these little windows delivered into the house, but now it was a memory that he pushed away, not wanting to get caught up in everything right before he had to leave. And so, reaching the back of the house, he took a second to just look out the large glass door and to the porch, where his daughter sat nearly motionless save for a few ginger hand motions. There on her lap was one of the small stray neighborhood cats curled up, relishing in the morning sun and the attention from Karina. There was a part of Kakashi that didn’t want to bother her, knowing that this was as close to normal as she was going to get, but they also needed be getting ready to go, so he slowly opened the door.

As she heard the door slide, your nine year old looked back to her father, and tried to give a small smile, but one never came.

“How are you?” Kakashi asked, more as a ritual greeting than a question as he came and sat down next to her.

She just shrugged, her frown still evident. Kakashi could tell that she was struggling, but she was also his child, so she was going to hide it as much as she could. Brushing her bangs out of her bloodshot eyes, she spoke up to him, “I’ve got to make sure that she’s fed- we’ve been kinda slacking on her and the others the last couple days, so….” your child trailed off a bit as she glanced back down to the stray in her lap.

“Well, I’m sure the other neighbors are helping them- making sure they’re fed and everything.”

Karina just shook her head for a moment, “I know, but…” she stopped herself, “Mom always said it was our job to make sure they had just a little each day, because we never know if they’ll get another meal, and we can’t let them go hungry…” she spoke, trying to focus on one of the more mundane things about her little life, staying as far away from the reality of everything for a long as she could.

A small smile came upon Kakashi’s face for a moment, seeing his child’s empathy, but as almost everything that morning, it quickly faded as the truth needed to come out. With a glance to her, he did his best to be gentle, “You know it’s about time for us to leave. We have to make sure that we get to the church on time.” the father’s voice was soft, not quite sure on what his daughter’s reaction would be throughout the day.

Though at that moment, Karina didn’t even give him a reaction. She simply fell silent and looked out into the backyard.

Immediately, Kakashi took note of her avoidance, “Baby girl, I know it’s not going to be easy, but…” he faltered, wanting to give her something that would help her through all of this, but not really having an answer.

Still, she said nothing.

“Karina, it’s time.”

Looking away from him, she just shook her, fighting back tears with every fiber of her being, “No, I don’t want to go, Dad…” she admitted. Letting her hair fall back into her face, she just continued to shake her head, “Please don’t make me go…” she cried out quietly. “I-I don’t want to go to Mom’s funeral. I-I….” she began crying harder, tears beginning roll down her little face and onto her black dress.

Instantly, Kakashi felt his heart break even more than it already been. “Shh, shh, c’mon here,” he offered up gently as he pulled her in close to him and hugged onto her. As he held onto her, he could her breathing quicken and her chest heave as the tears never seemed to stop. Trying to calm her down, he kissed the top of her head, “Karina, I need you to take a deep breath.”

She just continued to shake her head, still very much in denial about the whole thing. “N-no.” she breathed out as she balled her fists in his jacket, “I-If we go,  then that means she’s really gone, and I don’t want her to be gone. I don’t want Mom to be gone; I want her to come home and be with us….” she continued to cry. “I want Mom, I want to change what happen- W-why can’t we change it? W-why couldn’t the doctor’s save her? They saved me, why couldn’t they save her?” the questions just flooded out as the child finally broke.

Almost at tears at this point himself, Kakashi just continued to hold on tight to his daughter, knowing that this right here might have been the hardest moment of everything. “I know you miss her and you just want Mom to come back, but sometimes we don’t get what we want, no matter how much we wish for it. We can’t change what happened, Karina, it’s not how things work…”

Looking up from his chest, she asked a question that finally broke him,“But, but how are we going to live without her, Dad…?”

Frowning, he shook his head as he admitted the truth, “I don’t know yet…” he trailed for a moment, “But, we will, and we’re going to be just fine. I promise, Karina…”  

anonymous asked:

You know what irritates me the most? Those stupid posts that are either originally captioned "reblog the (insert cute animal here crossed with money or food or something) for luck and money!", or, even worse, the ones that start off nice but SOMEONE /ADDS/ THAT. I get so annoyed and a little pitying at the people who seem to legitimately believe a post online can influence luck, also the people who claim it works. Excuse me if i'm being petty but jfc, reblog/like whores much?

Well… you are being petty. Hate to break it to you. Though I can understand why you’d get irritated at someone adding it like, after the fact of the original post lol. That’s pretty cheap, in terms of content creation.

But I’m just used to scrolling past them, so I don’t really get irritated unless they’re really long posts that take forever to scroll through

And Jack will never ever know. I think he’d forgive you, but the truth of your actions still won’t go away, you did stop him from completing his mission. Not that he was ever going to succeed now that the last episode forecast his destiny, but still.

He’s been beaten up worse before. Just last episode in fact.

The scene of a massacre.

Even if he agrees to let it come with him, the nature of this show means there’s no way we’ll see it next episode. Which bugs me all the moreso.

This is your life now Jack. Until the next episode.

And they lived happily ever after. Until the next episode.

The mood whiplash between this highly comical episode and the last, incredibly important one, was pretty severe, especially lacking a buffer episode between them. Even beyond that, I don’t really feel that much coming from this episode. It didn’t really do anything for me. So that’s a 5/10, a perfectly average middle of the road score. That’s it.

anonymous asked:

I'VE SEEN SUCH SHITTY TAAKO COLORS THAT SKITTLE GREEN DON'T EVEN BOTHER ME ANY MORE

one of my mutuals said that since green skin is vaguely linked with antisemitism (their words) it makes them uncomfortable so thats another thing to keep in mind? like, also ive seen taako colours that visibly look worse, but for me its the fact that green taako is so much more common than the others that it bothers me more than them

  • what she says: im fine
  • what she means: in Friends, Chandler was always considered very average and not that attractive, in fact the very base of his character was that he was the funny/goofy one, Ross was the smart one, and that Joey was the cute one, but Chandler was actually remarkably intelligent and hardworking, as well as the fact Matthew Perry was a very attractive man, whereas Ross most often got himself into awkward shenanigans and Joey was often very goofy. Chandler was the best of all three of them put together, without some of the other two's worse attributes (Ross' tendency to ramble on, Joey's grudge-holding, Ross' quick temper, etc), yet somehow it was considered by pretty much everybody in the Friends universe that Monica was a catch for Chandler and he should feel honoured to be dating her... Chandler was a brilliant character and it is unacceptable that his most prominent attribute, his comedy, has become recognisably his only positive attribute.

when cassian told jyn “you’re not the only one who lost everything” he was referring to his own tragic backstory, which is that back in the ninth grade at Tatooine High he asked luke to prom and luke said he couldn’t go because his aunt and uncle wouldn’t let him so then cassian didn’t go to prom at all and just stayed in his room the whole night listening to art angels and crying but then the next morning he heard from camie who heard from fixer who heard from windy that luke actually did in fact go to prom and to make things even worse he went with star quarterback biggs darklighter and luke and biggs told everyone there that they were just going as friends but janek sunber says he saw luke and biggs making out WITH TONGUE in the boys’ bathroom so cassian skipped class to go sit on the bleachers behind the school and listen to art angels and cry but he neglected to realize that he was missing the last trigonometry test of the year so he flunked trig and then it was either go to summer school or run away from home and join the rebel alliance

As much as I like the idea of Yuuri winning gold and Victor getting silver and just being extremely proud of his husband, imagine Victor having a hard time dealing with his loss. Imagine him forcing himself to smile and encourage Yuuri on the podium because on one hand he’s so proud but on the other it hurts to get silver after being the undefeated champion for so long. Imagine him nodding and grinning at Yuuri because he knows that’s what he wants to see, but falling apart on the inside because it hurts to not be the best anymore, it hurts to be worse than someone else, even if he loves that someone more than anything else. Imagine Victor being happy for Yuuri but silently despairing over the fact that his own time is over and he is no longer relevant and if he doesn’t retire now then he will just fall behind more and more skaters because he’s just not the flawless, breath-taking young skater he used to be. He’s no longer the living legend he was for so long.

And imagine Yuuri seeing through his fake smile and realizing that he cares for Victor’s happiness more than about a gold medal, even if it’s the appreciation of his skills that he always wanted. Imagine him frowning and stepping off the podium and just throwing his arms around Victor and apologizing.

And imagine Victor shaking his head and biting back tears because this is Yuuri’s big moment, the thing they worked for for years, the victory that Yuuri completely and utterly deserved and he can’t steal his spotlight, not over something so petty, not now.

And imagine Yuuri just finding his hand and running his fingers over the gold band on Victor’s ring finger and squeezing his hand lightly and saying “You’ll always be the reigning champion to me.”

And imagine Victor just bursting into tears because it actually makes him feel better and remind him how much he loves him, how much he adores how Yuuri can be the bigger person during Victor’s moments of weakness even when he really doesn’t deserve it, and imagine him ushering Yuuri back to the highest spot of the podium and just extending his arms like he’s presenting the most precious thing in the word because that’s exactly what Yuuri is to him.

Imagine both of them accepting Yuuri’s victory and turning it into something that helps their relationship grow, and something that they’re both proud of.

I don’t think a lot of people seem to realize that Kara’s family is actually just as bad if not worse then Lena’s. Her Aunt tried to enslave two worlds, her Uncle was a vicious murderer who not only tried to enslave two worlds but also tried to kill off humanity. Kara’s father created biological weapons and thought it was a noble pursuit worthy of praise. Her own mother used her to capture a loved one

Kara knows very well that the House of El was just as bad and misguided as the Luthors. And deep down inside she knows that if she wasn’t lucky enough to be considered “one of the good ones” they would treat her with the same prejudice, the same hatred and judgment people treat Lena. It would probably be even worse since she is an alien. She would have probably been killed outright or locked up to rot in a cell.

So I don’t think that Kara is just angry about the fact that her friends have no faith in her judgment or the fact that they are going after her friend. I think that  every time James or Winn or Maggie or J’onn attack Lena  Kara feels like this is an attack on herself as well.

And the worst part is that nobody seems to understand where Kara is coming from.Not even Winn who should really know better considering his father’s history . Not James who was framed for a murder he didn’t commit. Not J’onn who was unfairly hunted down just because he was an alien. They should all know better and yet they are just as judgmental as Snapper. Kara considers her friends the best people on the planet and this must be such a huge disappointment to her. It must break her heart and make her absolutely furious at the same time

I think the only one who understands to some degree was Alex. I think that’s why she didn’t join the witch hunt against Lena

Aries ~ if you want fast acting relief try slowing down

Taurus ~ those who have the last laugh think slowest 

Gemini ~ get your facts first, then you can distort them as you please (Mark Twain)

Cancer ~ my mother had a great deal of trouble with me, but i think she enjoyed it (Mark Twain)

Leo ~ There is only one thing in life worse than being talked about, and that is not being talked about. 

Virgo ~ “The only thing to do with good advice is pass it on. It is never any use to oneself.” - Oscar Wilde

Libra ~ if you lose your temper, you’ve lost the argument 

Scorpio ~ “"If a kid asks where rain comes from, I think a cute thing to tell him is ‘God is crying’. And if he asks why God is crying, another cute thing to tell him is ‘Probably because of something you did’.“
- Jack Handey, Deep Thoughts

Sagittarius ~ because you think it’s true, doesn’t make it the truth 

Capricorn ~ “One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one’s work is terribly important.”
- Bertrand Russell (1872-1970)

Aquarius ~ the one who loves least controls the relationship 

Pisces ~ "You got to be careful if you don’t know where you’re going, because you might not get there.“
- Yogi Berra 

8

Sometimes it feels like it was yesterday; graduating high school, saying goodbye. That feeling that you get at 17 or 18 that no one in the history of the world has ever been this close, has ever loved as fiercely or laughed as hard or cared as much. Sometimes it feels like it was yesterday. Sometimes, it feels like someone else’s memory.

One Tree Hill, Season 5 Episode 01: “4 Years, 6 Months, 2 Days”

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So i think it’s kinda obvious to tell that Star is literally a social butterfly, and that it’s super easy for her to makes friends and participate in social activities….

so how in the world did she and loner,friend-less,isolated, unsocial Tom ever become a couple?

They’re similar, and yet also opposites.

I can make some pretty good assumptions as to why Star might’ve wanted to date Tom due to her rebellious nature.

But what about Star is this important to Tom?

Personally, i think alot of it comes from the fact that Star is such a social and likable person.

Having someone like her in his life was probably a pleasant and refreshing experience for him. He had someone who actually enjoyed his company, and who probably felt like a light compared to the rest of his sad life.

Which only makes it worse for Tom when he feels like he’s the one responsible for losing what was probably the most important and most positive relationship he ever had. And without it, he’s back to being by himself feeling like nobody likes him.

The more i get to know of Star’s past, the more i keep thinking my theory that she and Tom dated in secret might actually be true.

I don’t exactly know when or how long they’ve been dating but-

None of her interdenominational friends have ever mentioned Tom.

Doesn’t look like he ever hung out with her and her friends.

River in “Camping Trip” didn’t know she ever had a boyfriend

The kingdom of Mewni clearly isn’t big on the idea of Monster-Mewman marriage (Tom isn’t a monster, but it doesn’t look like the Butterfly bloodline ever allowed any marriages between Mewmans and any other species  )

Honestly i have a hard time believing that if any of star’s friends or family knew about Tom, they would’ve forgot about him. 


It’s hard to believe that NOBODY would know about it, since Tom is clearly happy about them being together and you think he would’ve told someone, but then again i don’t know about his relationship with his fellow demons yet…he might not even know Mewni could be against them being together and Star never told him.

And he doesn’t have friends to talk to, and i still think his parents are likely abusive and not the kinda people he can talk to about having a girlfriend….


Until i get some answers here about what their relationship was…their relationship sounds very complicated…

  • Star was a huge positive joy for Tom, who needed people in his life he could rely on and who cared about him.
  • Star (and maybe Tom), didn’t tell anyone about their dating life for some reason
  • Tom was desperate to re-kindle the joy he had from their relationship before, the one he feels responsible for losing.
  • Star probably only could leave mewni by using either someone else’s scissors, or ponyhead might’ve snuck her out. So Tom probably was at mewni for some reason when they met.
  • Both were prolly at fault for their breakup.
  • Star might’ve never been to the Underworld before? Due to her actions in Bmb?

I’m just making head canons based on what i see and what i observe.

It’s nice Marco is currently providing Tom a new positive relationship that can and will definitely help him.

I can only hope it’ll go a lot better then whatever did happen with Star.

Clues To My Heart - Jughead x Reader

Here you go! It’s slightly longer than usual!
I tried my best to make it as sweet as possible without it being overly sappy for someone like Jughead :)
Enjoy!


“Jughead,” you seeth, eyes ablaze, “Get the hell out of my sight,”

He rolls his eyes and shakes his head in what looks like to be disappointment, his eyes filled with hurt and anger, but turns around and leaves anyway. You deflate a little, the argument that just happened sapping the energy out of you and you collapse onto a nearby park bench. It started innocently enough but it somehow just grew out of proportion, and into one of the worse fights you’ve ever had before. Tears prick at the corner of your eyes and you stubbornly wipe them away, unwilling to let your emotions get the best of you as the words he said to you echoes in your head.

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How Hatred Works

Hitler hates Jews.

Hitler orders all Jews exterminated.

One Jew walks up to Hitler and kicks him in the shins.

The Jew is not then to blame for Hitler hating Jews more and making things worse for the Jews. Hitler already hates Jews at the maximum level: He has already ordered them all exterminated. The acts of this Jew have not worsened anything except for Hitler’s shins, which now hurt a lot. As Hitler is a bad man for ordering the extermination of all Jews, the fact that his shins hurt is a good thing.

Words can’t express my feelings right now. Grieving doesn’t seem right as I didn’t know Jay personally, but saying that I feel sorry for all her loved ones doesn’t either because it doesn’t express the sentiment I want to convey. I’ve been around a lot of people who lost a parent either when they were young or just starting adulthood, and I’m still not sure what’s worse. Both are horrible experiences and I can only find gratitude in the fact that Jay raised beautiful children who will support each other through this all. I don’t want to make this a post about “I know what you’re going through.” or anything of that sort. 

I only want to say that I respect Jay for all she’s done for her family, and just people in general as she seemed like a wonderful human being, and I respect any decision made by their family no matter what it is. I hope you all find some peace with each other.

Hux turned. Ren stood before him, his pale skin soft against the deep cerise of the gown, the supple material clinging to every angle and curve.

“You look–incredible.” Hux tried to ignore that fact that the words seemed to strangle in his throat. “Extraordinary, in fact.”

“‘I don’t think that there’s anything worse than being ordinary,’” Ren quipped softly. He took a step forward, his eyes darkening. “To be otherwise is to be unforgettable.”

Another step. Hux could feel the competing coolness of the silk with the heat of Ren’s skin. He could give into both, if he leaned in just a little bit more.

-Bespoken: Satin and Lace


Sequel to Bespoke , a Tailor!Hux AU inspired by @bona–mana ‘s incredible comic.  Commissioned art drawn by @cause-i-wanna-do-it , who is not only amazingly talented, but also one of the nicest people you could ever hope to work with.

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Originally posted by teamunderoos

Peter Parker x Reader

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Prompt: Could you do a Peter Parker x Reader where you’re on different sides in Civil War, and you keep sneaking around so you can be together.

Note: This is hella cute. I love my baby. So, this is kind of reminiscent of a certain scene from Winter Soldier. I think you’ll like it.

Warnings: Potential CIVIL WAR SPOILERS. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. Also, a lil bit of swearing.

Being a teenager in love is a troublesome task no matter the situation. However, being a teenage superhero dating another teenage superhero tends to complicates things a bit more. Add the fact that one of you is wanted by half of the Avengers for pretty much going against the government and the law, and you have a hot mess. And as if things couldn’t get any worse for you, one of America’s most wanted criminals, you were dating someone from the other team.

You got the text from Peter as soon as he got to the mall. Your time together was short and sweet, and you had to make it count. So there you were, hiding behind a pillar in the mall wearing a hoodie and shades, staring at your phone like almost everyone else who was present.

You here? the text read. You sent a reply as fast as your fingers could type it.

Behind the pillar.

You felt a tap on your shoulder and jumped, surprised and scared, but it was only Peter. You hugged him tight, holding him close. He pulled you to his chest. You hadn’t seen eachother in weeks. Steve didn’t know you were out and you didn’t have much time before he would notice. Tony, on the other hand, didn’t even know that you and Peter were seeing eachother, let alone out on a semi-date at the moment.

“I missed you so much,” Peter whispered, afraid that if he let go, he might never see you again.

“I missed you too,” You replied.

“So what’s the plan?” Peter asked.

“Um, I don’t know. What if we-” You looked at your phone, reading an incoming message. “Shit.”

“What?”

“Wanda’s here. And she’s with Steve and Sam.”

“Shit.” Peter agreed. His phone buzzed. “Uh-oh.”

“What?”

“Mr. Stark is here too.”

“God, could this day get any worse?” You asked, staring at the ceiling. “But hey, at least I got to see you for a few seconds.”

“Maybe not.” Peter said, wearing his thinking face. “Follow me.” He took your hand and led you through the mall, headed towards the theater. You stood in line with him, waiting to get tickets.

“What’s the big idea, Pete?”

“Where’s the last place they would look for us?”

“In plain sight,” You realized what he had planned. It didn’t take long for you to get to the front of the line and buy your tickets. As soon as you had them, you slipped into the theater together, taking a seat near the middle.

“So we just wait here for them to find us.” Peter said, taking your hand and rubbing it with his thumb. “And when they get here, we’ll distract them.”

“Who did you train with, Natasha Romanov?” You teased. Nat had taught you this as soon as you had joined the team, long before the split. You were glad to finally put the tactic to use.

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It was about halfway through the movie that Steve and Sam walked into the theater. You squeezed Peter’s hand in panic. He looked to you. His heart was racing, but he tried not to let you see it. His brown eyes searched yours for a few moments, waiting.

“What do we do?”

“Public displays of affection make people very uncomfortable,” You bit your lip before leaning forward and pressing your lips to his. His eyes widened in shock before drifting shut. He pushed up the armrest between you and pulled you close to him, holding your hips gently. His lips were so soft, so careful. He didn’t want to screw up your first kiss.

When you pulled away, breathless but very content, you looked to see if Steve and Sam were still there. Luckily, they had left. You sighed in relief, resting your head on Peter’s shoulder.

“Hey (Y/N),” Peter whispered, his hand rubbing your shoulder.

“Hmm?”

“If they come back, will you kiss me again?”

“Yeah,” You nodded. He laughed.

“Will you kiss me even if they don’t come back?” He asked with a cheeky smile. You laughed softly as you brought your hands back up to his cheeks.

“Do you even have to ask?”

30 Realizations That Will Change Your Life in Some Small Way

Originally posted by alcrego

What if I told you a single sentence could completely change how you perceive something? Below are a handful of tiny revelations that will change your life - 30 of them, to be exact. Which ones are the most mind-blowing and paradigm-shifting? That’s up to you to decide. These facts will change how you view the world (for better or for worse), and at the very least, will force you to view something from a different angle. Ranging from anatomy, history, family, food, sports, school, money, pets, and procrastination, there’s a little something for everyone. Looking for tiny, mind-expanding morsels of fascinating and interesting thoughts? Look no further than the life-changing revelations below!

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