it's not like anyone really sees them

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I’m good enough. And so are all of you. No one else determines your worth. 

(x)

this little thing @thatsthat24 said really resonated with me, so I wanted to draw something for it! 

for anyone who’s learning how to love themselves, keep at it!! you’re worth so much more than you know and I hope that one day you can see that <3

@pansexualroman @ace-anxiety-sanders

so i just had a really sad but also happy thought. what if one day harry comes home from a really horrible mission and fumbles with his key so he can get in to see draco and hug him but he’s really, really shaking. There’s a metallic clang as it slips through his fingers and falls to the floor and he sinks with it; his legs are refusing to hold him up for any longer. 

He sits there for like half an hour? then his body collapses, dry sobs rattling his whole frame and he doesn’t even glance up when the door opens and a shocked draco rushes to kneel in front of him and hold him while harry tries to limit the shivers that rush through him as he recalls the churning that ran through his body as he lay in wait for yet another bastard that wanted him dead. 

Draco strokes the back of his neck and traces soothing patterns on the back of Harry’s hand until at last, Harry inhales heavily and looks up at Draco. There are fresh tears in his eyes as he whispers: “i was so fucking scared draco, i was terrified”. He leans into him, clutching at draco’s shirt like it was a lifeline. 

And that’s when draco decides he cant take this anymore. Harry is brave and kind and selfless and so full of love and he doesn’t deserve to ever feel scared again. “Why don’t you quit?” 

“I cant, can I? It’s not all over yet.” Harry’s voice breaks as he lets out the pain that he feels each day as he enters a battlefield or a building filled with people who just either expect too much or want there to be a hole where Harry Potter once existed. 

Draco takes both Harry’s hands and cradles them like they are the most precious thing to both of them. He lets one finger run round the wedding ring on Harry’s fourth finger. 

“Harry, you’re brave and strong and wonderful, but these people you say you’re fighting for, you’ve done your part for them now. You’ve been saving them for years and years. You don’t owe anyone anything Harry, except yourself. You aren’t getting to live anymore, you work and work and at work all you seem to do is have to listen to more reasons people want you dead. I love you so much, and it.., it breaks my heart to have to see you like this. Please don’t stay there if its not what you really want. No one will think any less of you, and I.. I just want you to be happy and safe, with me, for as long as forever will let me.” 

A small smile turns up the corners of Harry’s mouth. His eyes are glistening, but there’s a small glimmer of hope that’s buried itself in there now. 

“I think I need to owl Mcgonagall back about that teaching position.”

Connor Murphy x Reader + Strict Parents

- keep your window unlocked because he will NOT hesitate to pick/break the lock and scare the shit out of you
- he met your parents and it was awkward for everyone involved
- he’s a 6 foot tall punk looking guy with long hair who paints his nails black and constantly looks pissed
- and your parents were like “so this is your boyfriend,,,,,,,,,,,,”
- he was on his best behavior but you know he’s kind of a dick
- you gotta specify WHEN and WHERE you’re going with him and EXACTLY what you’ll be doing
- you both learn to be sneaky
- “Connor got tickets for us to see A Christmas Carol from 8 to 9:30 and reservations afterwards.”
- sike the tickets were Zoe and Alana’s
- you’re actually going to a Fall Out Boy concert
- eventually your parents meet Connor’s parents
- “(Y/N)’s been such a good influence on Connor!”
- after meeting this well adjusted family, your parents chill out a little bit and make your curfew 30 minutes later

The signs as how they react to crushes
  • Aries: Wants their crush to instantly notice them by being overly enthusiastic about their common interest to the point where they come off as a little weird and aggressive.
  • Taurus: Pretends that they are not affected when their crush finally notices them but freaks out the moment that they get home.
  • Gemini: Calls their crush bae and stalks them a lot
  • Cancer: No one knows who their crush is or if cancer even has a crush because the only way they'll ever tell you is if youre their mom.
  • Leo: lowkey protects their crush and fights for them. Offers their crush jackets when its cold and their last piece of gum.
  • Virgo: Writes love songs about their crushes and talks about them like they put the stars in the sky but literally runs away the second they see them.
  • Libra: is surprisingly really shy around their crushes to the point that they have the urge to hide their face when their crush looks at them.
  • Scorpio: Looks like they hate their crush when in reality they are all they ever think about.
  • Sagittarius: Always in denial and wont let anyone know that they have feelings but is lowkey begging for their crush to make the first move.
  • Capricorn: Tweets about their crush, stalks every social media platform they have but will totally be normal when interacting with them.
  • Aquarius: Wants to tell their crush they love them and does when a friend forces them to.
  • Pisces: Makes fanfics about them and their crush. Talks to their best friends at 3am about how it hurts to love their crush so much
Sing Along

So a little bit ago my lovely friend @nalusrainbowtree messaged me a little prompt and I’m honestly in love with it. 

Prompt:

You know what fic I need? One where lance is listening to his music but no one's around so he takes the headphones out and just plays it out loud. Bohemian Rhapsody starts playing and he gets really into well the other paladins hear and start singing with him word for word. Allura and Coran look at them in horror at the lyrics (‘momma just killed a man, put a gun against his head pulled my trigger now he’s dead’) 

I’m so excited to write this, I love Bohemian Rhapsody or anything by Queen. 

Also slight homesick Lance because I had too 

Lance was cleaning his lion, he needed to keep busy. Being still made him too fidgety. It made him feel lazy, like he was suppose to be doing something, so he started to clean. 

He started with his room, making his bed, dusting his shelf, washing his closes, organizing his bathroom and vacuuming the floor. Yet Lance still felt like he hadn’t done enough so he moved into the kitchen. 

Hunk usually kept the kitchen pretty clean but Lance still found things to clean. He scrubbed the stove a few hundred times, he washed the dishes and wiped down the counters. 

Lance hummed as he cleaned, he felt more at home than he ever felt on the castle. Lance leaned back and rested his elbows on one of the counters, his eyes fluttering shut and he sighed. Just like home, cleaning. Now I’m just missing music and my family dancing and singing. Lance’s eyes flew open as he thought about what he just said. “MUSIC! I need music!” He looked around the kitchen, “now where are Pidge’s headphones?” 

-

Lance was on a roll, he had already cleaned the common room, the bridge, the star room and was now making his way down to Blue’s hanger. Music was pulsing through his veins and he could feel the beat in his bones. Lance had his phone on high volume and swayed to the beat as he strolled into the hanger. 

Blue immediately perked up at her paladins presence and Lance gave her a huge smile, pulling his headphones around his neck. “Hey beautiful, ready to be cleaned?” Lance heard her purr and started to wipe down one of her front paws. 

Lance started to scrub at some of the dirt but found himself working up a sweat the longer he scrubbed. Man this stuff is really on here. He felt sweat fall down his face and soon pulled off his headphones and unplugged them from his phone. “Well Blue, I hope you like my music.” Lance was off again, his music echoing off the big room and Lance’s voice blasting through the music. 

Lance’s mom always liked his voice and Lance liked signing for her, she always encouraged Lance to sing everywhere and he fell in love with singing. Every time he sang he felt closer to his mom and the hole in his chest filled in a bit more. 

Lance was so lost in thought thinking about his family that he completely missed the first words to one of the best songs ever. His brain focused on the words around, “Is this just fantasy?” and without hesitation Lance immediately started to belt the lyrics. 

Caught in a landslide! No escape from reality!” Lance started to dance around the room, the familiar harmonies fill his ears. 

Look up to the sky and seeeeeeeee!” Lance heard another voice join him and looked toward the door, seeing Hunk smiling as he kept singing. 

Lance ran towards his best friend and they both continued the lyrics. “I’m just a poor boy!” 

I need no sympathy!” Pidge ran into the room and immediately joined the two boys in their singing. The three of them sand “To meeeeeee,” and without fail both Keith and Shiro entered the room, singing the piano part, keeping their voices light for the piano. 

Lance gave a giggle at what they were doing and immediately composed himself to sing the most tragic part. “Mamaaaaaa, just killed a mannnnn. Put a gun against his head, pulled my trigger now he’s dead. Mamaaaa life had just begun!! But now I’ve gone and thrown it all away!” 

The five paladins kept on signing, filling each word with emotions for the story that they were telling, all completely oblivious to the two Alteans who entered the room to check on the noise and their horrified expressions. 

“Coran! Did the paladins kill a man?” Allura whispered as she grabbed onto the older man’s arm in fear and concern for her paladin. 

“I do not know princess.” Coran stared at them, “maybe they finally lost it?” 

The paladins kept singing, all of them swaying to the beat keeping the mood heavy. “Too late, my time has comeeee. Sent shivers down my spine,” Lance moved his hand down as to motion the chimes and Keith smiled widely at him. “Body’s aching all the timeeee. Goodbye everybody, I’ve got to gooooo.” 

“Are the paladins leaving? Coran they can’t leave they need to defeat Voltron! And why are they singing to their ‘mama’?” Allura stepped forward to questioned the paladins but Coran stopped her, she didn’t understand the stroy at all. 

“Princess, let’s not jump to conclusions, maybe they are just having fun?” Coran voice was low and he didn’t even believe himself. 

“Killing a man is fun?! Oh I do not wish to visit Earth.” Allura placed a hand on her head as the group moved on to another part of the song. 

Lance took this part over, dramatically falling to his knees. “I don’t want to dieeeeee! Sometimes wish I’d never been born at allllll!” The paladins all played invisible instruments and Allura looked like she was ready to slap some sense into her paladins, hoping they would explain the song. 

“Does Lance really think that?” 

The paladins still ignored their guest and soon broke out into piano playing, switching between the notes for Gallieo. Pidge taking the high notes while Shiro took the low notes. Lance went solo for the next part and his friends covered the background notes. 

I’m just a poor boy nobody loves me.” 

HE’S JUST A POOR BOY FROM A POOR FAMILY!

The paladins unconsciously split into groups, Lance, Keith and Pidge singing the first “LET HIM GOOOO!” While Hunk and Shiro sung, “BISMILLAH! WE WILL NOT LET YOU GO!” This followed to the hard guitar playing and the paladins screaming at the tops of their lungs, feeling the high fall down towards the end. 

SO YOU THINK YOU CAN STOP ME AND SPIT IN MY EYEEEEEE? SO YOU THINK YOU CAN LOVE ME AND LEAVE ME TO DIEEEEE?? OHHHH BABY!” The paladins played intense air guitar as they danced around the room, ignoring the words and stopping when the song started to come down from its high. 

Nothing really mattersssss, anyone can see. Nothing really matters. Nothing really matters. To meeeeeeeeeeeee.” The group stopped where they started, only then realizing Allura and Coran horrified faces. They all caught there breath for a minuet and Lance waved them over. 

“Hey you guys, did you like the song?” The paladins smiled at the two of them and Allura couldn’t contain her emotions anymore. 

“That was the most confusing sing ever! You killed a man then sang to be let go??? I have so many questions.” She leaned against Blue and heard laughter around her. 

“Join the club Princess.” 

Does anyone actually understand this song????? Jk

I based this off of how my sisters and I act when we sing this song, it’s a family and school classic. 

I had so much writing this and I really hope you have fun reading it!!!!

I recommend that you check out this song if you haven’t heard it before! 

Thank you so much for letting me write this

I hope you like it! Sorry it took so long!!!!!

To be quite honest, if you’re one of those “I don’t owe you an explanation, use google” queers/sjw, I can’t help but wonder if you realize how fucking privileged you are.

How privileged do you have to be to be able to afford telling a potential ally (or at least less bigoted) to go fuck themselves when they ask you a question.

And there’s a H U G E difference between telling an obvious sealioner to crawl up their own ass and tearing down someone asking a genuine question.

Can they use google? Yes. But for whatever reason they’ve decided to ask you. Maybe its out of convenience, maybe they want your specific opinion/perspective, maybe they’re just too lazy or don’t really care enough to do their own research.

Either way, you are being presented the opportunity to teach someone something important, and you’re throwing that away. You’re telling them, and anyone who sees your comment, that you don’t actually care about changing anyone’s opinion on queer folk.

Whether you like it or not, aggression chases off allies. Because ‘open minded’ people become 'non bigoted’ people become shitty allies become kinda ok allies and so on and so forth. And frankly, I’d rather have a shitty ally who’s support is conditional who can maybe learn to be less shitty, than a douche bag that’s decided to continue being a douchebag forever because some trans person couldn’t be fucked to decline politely.

You don’t have to educate every single person that asks you a question. But don’t shut them down and tell them to use google.

A simple “I’m not up for explaining it right now, maybe later/maybe someone else can explain it” will suffice.

“Go use google I don’t owe you shit 🙃🙃🙃” isn’t gonna get you anywhere and its such a shitty, privileged response.

If the other person isn’t be rude, its fucking childish to respond to them with that kind of attitude.

If you’re actively putting out posts about queerness and putting yourself in the public eye as a queer activist-

If you self identify. As a queer activist. And then refuse to offer education to cishets. You’re not an activist, you’re just an angry minority.

Will teaching Nico how to ride a Bike though
  • Okay so, Nico never had the chance to learn how to ride one despite it already having been invented much earlier than the 1940’s because there is a war going on and let’s be real, Hades doesn’t have the time to teach Nico how to ride one although that would have been an adorable sight because he is a busy god, yah know?. wait do any of the gods knew how to ride one?
  • So when Will found out, he took it as a goal to teach Nico. “This is a better mode of transportation than you shadow travelling, Death Boy”
  • Nico was reluctant at first. One, it requires physical touching at some point. “I would have to hold your hand, Nico” Two, he’s got zero sense of balance and three, being close to the son of Apollo makes him feel all kinds of emotions and he still don’t know if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.
  • Will had won the argument anyway. That’s when Nico found out that no one can say no to the other. Nico tried, he lost but thinking of it now, he didn’t really mind.
  • Like everyone else trying to ride one for the first time, Nico didn’t master it that easily and had several failed attempts. He fell down, got bruises and lots of scratch but it’s okay, Will is always there on the ready with his magical healing powers and sunny bandages. And Nico likes it how Will fusses over him but don’t tell anyone that.
  • Soon, they’re both trying to outrace each other. “It looks like I beat you again, Solace” “That you did. Good job, Nico” “You weren’t suppose to compliment someone after losing” “Well, it’s you. I don’t really mind” *inwardly blushes* “You’re a dork, Solace”
  • Will is all smiles seeing how riding the two wheeled transport had slowly done good to the son of Hades. Like have you seen his legs and his arm muscles? Damn, there’s definitely some good changes going on in there. And Nico’s social skills have also improved even if it just meant having to talk to anyone present during their random stops
  • After they got together, Will got them one of those tandem bikes. Nico thinks its rather ridiculous but keeps the comment to himself because Will is all happy and excited and that just warms Nico’s heart?
  • Also because, “Nico? Why’d you stop pedaling? I’m not supposed to just do it alone, you know” “Oh, that. My legs are tired” “We’ve only been riding for five minutes” “I know”

underrated shiro and black lion things i really like: protecting one of the other lions and carrying them to safety when they shut down 

like i love this scene, but i remember thinking: wow, lucky that it was just red. you know, the smallest lion. like, any of the bigger ones went down, black probably wouldnt be able to carry it. but then yellow, the heavy hitter armored one, gives out and 

i really like this parallel. its interesting how both pilots react to it too. with keith he reacts like its some kind of mechanical failure, starts jamming the controls and yells like its a broken machine. You don’t see him really checking in with red until after he crashes on that planet, where he promises to get her fixed. hunk however, sounds more like he’s talking to the lion like another person, trying to encourage them. he also doesnt attempt to mess with the controls becuase he knows its out of his hands and puts his trust in him instead. kinda neat.

also!! look at how upset and then angry shiro gets. i know people like to think he has endless patience and is always so controlled but if anyone on his team goes down he looks ready to start wrecking shit 

this is also the second time shiro and black have carried keith to safety. no wonder black lets him pilot, shes already given him a few lifts lmao. but really just add this to the pile of black paladin keith foreshadow 

Vent

The stuff going on with Bart whatshisname and Harley from epic meal time in regards to ARMY and BTS is honestly making me sick. Harley in particular, coming out of nowhere to declare himself President of the BTS fanclub. The ego on his man is horrifying. White male privilege, coming into an existing fandom and declaring that you, a fan for two whole minutes, are leader of all of us. No. Sure, being a new BTS stan is FINE. I dont mind that they or any other new fans like BTS (if they actually do like them awesome, but it looks like they are just using them for retweets/exposure) but to proclaim you ‘lead’ us. The sheer nerve of these entitled assholes.  Literally coming out of nowhere then in the last few days suddenly preaching about how they are “Jimins number 1 fan” and “BTS fanclub President”. 

It’s freaking mansplaining. ‘oh youve liked this thing for years/months/weeks, well I, as a man, like it now too. Therefore I am superior fan and you will treat me like I am better than you.’ It just reeks of entitlement. Also this Bart guy, another youtuber, with a murky past, made a considerably racist comment about seeing a person of Asian descent on the street and saying “Jimin?” (side note why does poor Jimin attract the crazy people lately :( )

Im just so angry and like i have to deal with freaking male privilege every day and I really cant listen to another goddamn guy tell me how to enjoy something. ARMY already have leaders, and they are the 7 members of BTS, not you. We don’t need a president when we have them and if you really liked them you would know, understand and respect this.

There is a right way and a wrong way to join a new fandom and disregarding and disrespecting the existing fans is not the way to do it. Other celebrities have recently shown their support after learning about BTS and they arent assholes. So what makes these guys do this kind of shit? Attention probably. I know I’m giving it to them but I am very frustrated by this.  

If you’re not going to be respectful to ARMY and BTS then please go back to your youtube channels and eat bacon instead

I feel as a fan of sports as well as sports entertainment, there’s an unwritten rule that you don’t wish crippling injuries upon anyone, no matter how much you may dislike a player/fighter/pro wrestler. Which is why when I see “Why couldn’t it have been Roman Reigns” in response to Seth Rollins possibly suffering another knee injury (storyline or not), I get sick to my stomach.

This isn’t just about Roman, its about ANYONE people say this shit about. You haters wish this shit on people as if an injury is just a mild inconvenience with no suffering or loss and it means the afflicted party just sits out and happily heals up until they come back. Injuries aren’t just extremely painful, but they can be INCREDIBLY demoralizing to people that go through it. An injury in all cases means that someone can’t go work to provide for their family or make a living doing what they love. It means that they have to lay around and feel as if they aren’t of any use because what they did was how they made others happy or kept a roof over the heads of others. And in extreme cases, it can change everything. Like in Daniel Bryan’s case.

If you really think its funny or ok for anyone to go through that kind of physical and mental anguish just for showing up to work and entertaining you ungrateful dumb ass sheep, then you need to step back, close your browsers and turn your tv sets off and seriously re-examine what you’re saying. You may hate Roman Reigns or John Cena, but at least you never see them tweeting about how they hope you suffer a crippling injury at wherever you work so you can’t keep a roof over your head. Even if you’re really that blindly hateful enough to geniunely hope someone gets seriously hurt, keep that stupid bullshit to yourself.

anonymous asked:

Wait im confused. Is the issue that you just hate how green taako looks, or is the issue that people draw him green to avoid drawing him nonwhite? Bc while i dont MIND green taako, thinking about it like that makes it seem.... not so good? But also sometimes i dont think its that deep and people arent that malicious, they just wanna draw a fun elf boy with no canon race. I do see how people could use it for evil tho

the latter! like, listen. i dont hate hate hate green taakos and i dont really have any Real Bad Feelings against anyone who draws them. it’s more about the fact that in a fantasy setting it is somehow more plausible for a elf to have green skin than for an elf to be anything but a) white or b) translucently white

it comes into a wider conversation about how nonwhite characters aren’t allowed in fantasy media, blah blah blah i wont bore you with the details although i’d love to, etc, etc

basically, while artists might not mean to be a dick, they need to reevaluate the “why would i rather draw an unnaturally coloured person than one that’s just not white?” i swear to god it takes one second and it does a lot for your character designs!! the thing about internalised racism is that it is that deep. like that’s the whole thing! you gotta fight it.

another thing is like, not ~having a canon race~ isn’t necessarily better than actually having a canon race, you know? being ambiguous doesn’t mean it’s representation. you’re just being ambiguous! 

sophiiemead  asked:

hey i love your writing! it's really amazing! could you write something about archie seeing betty and jughead together through his window and going over there to confront them and being really confused and a little mad?

Thanks so much! Here you go, hope you like it! 

A/N: Part 2 to the fic I wrote about Betty’s friends finding out about her relationship with Jughead. Part 1 can be found here. Also, I left it kind of open-ended in case anyone wanted a part 3 lol. Just let me know. 

“Archie!” Kevin sprinted across the Cooper’s front lawn, nearly toppling into a bush as he tripped over a crack in the pavement leading up to the front porch. “You can’t just barge in there like the angsty teenage police brigade, Mrs. Cooper will slice you up into a million little pieces and serve your for dinner. It’ll be her own homegrown version of Delicatessen and she’ll love every freakin’ second of it!”

“She’s not even here, Kevin,” Archie pointed out, turning on his heel and gesturing towards the empty driveway.“Her car’s gone. And do you really think Betty would risk having a boy in her room while her mother’s around? She’s too smart for that.”

“Well what are you going to do, Archie?” Kevin sighed, stepping in front of him to block his path to the door. “March into her room like the macho man jealous ex-boyfriend? Well newsflash my friend, but you and Betty aren’t together. You never were. So why are you acting like this?”

“I don’t know, I just…” Archie furrowed his brow in frustration, bringing his fingers up to massage his temples as if to get rid of a headache. “I just need to talk to them, okay?”

“Fair enough,” Kevin muttered, stepping back to gesture towards the door with one hand. “But would you at least knock like a civilized human being, please, and take the testosterone level down like fifty notches?”

“I can do that,” Archie agreed, the corner of his mouth twitching up into a faint smile.

“Thank you,” Kevin breathed a sigh of relief, crossing his arms in front of his chest as he waited for Archie to make his move. “Now, go on, I haven’t had a chance to binge watch Gossip Girl today and could really use my daily dose of teenage drama.”

Archie exhaled a nervous breath as he lifted his fist to pound loudly on the wooden door. He and Kevin exchanged a curious look as they heard padded footsteps making their way through the house and into the foyer. A second later the door swung open to reveal a sock-footed Betty wearing a mixed look of shock and horror to go with her classic slicked back ponytail.

“Uh, hi, Arch!” Betty stammered, her eyes wide with panic as she met her long-time friend’s gaze with a look of confusion. “And Kevin, you’re here too! What a surprise! What are you, um, what are you doing here?”

“We saw your little, Fifty Shades of Pillow Fights make-out sesh with our snarky, yet surprisingly lovable pal Jughead Jones III, from Archie’s window,” Kevin explained, narrowing his eyes at Betty and pointing a stern finger in her face. “You’ve been found out, Betty Cooper.”

“What? Um, that’s crazy, I don’t know what you’re…” Betty’s words came out rushed and jumbled before she realized she was doing little to convince her friends that she had not been participating in the acts she was accused of. “I’m really sorry we didn’t say anything earlier. We were going to, I swear, it just never seemed like the right time.”

“We had a deal, remember?” Kevin reminded her, his face contorting into a look of faux-hurt and anger. “Never leave Kevin out of the good gossip. And this, I mean come on, this is better than that time Cheryl got that football coach from Greendale arrested for-”

“Well, well,” A familiar voice coming from the doorway stopped Kevin in his tracks and they all turned to find Cheryl Blossom, accompanied by the unlikely pairing of Veronica Lodge standing by her side. “Isn’t this cozy. Looks like we missed the invitation for this little powwow you all seem to be having. It’s like the live-action version of Scooby-Doo, but instead of Sarah Michelle Gellar we get Betty Cooper. What a downgrade.”

“Hey, B, hope you don’t mind us stopping by,” Veronica greeted her friends as she stepped into the house, ignoring Cheryl’s snide comment and turning to smile at Betty. “Cheryl and I were thinking about this new cheer routine that we thought the vixens would totally rock and-”

“I’m sorry to interrupt, but Betty, I really have to talk to you,” Archie chimed in from behind the group, taking a step forward to place a hand on Betty’s arm. “Can we go somewhere a little less… Crowded?”

“Sure, let’s go into the kitchen,” Betty suggested, smiling politely at her unexpected guests and turning in the opposite direction to lead Archie into the kitchen.  

“Can I get you anything?” Betty asked, gesturing to the refrigerator stocked full of the finest foods that Riverdale had to offer. “Soda, juice, those disgusting cheese-flavored corn chips that you love-”

“Betty, how could you keep your relationship with Jughead a secret from me?” Archie’s voice rose above Betty’s, causing her to turn to him with with wide eyes. Having known him since they were kids, she had very rarely heard this sort of tone from her friend.

“We weren’t keeping it a secret, Archie, we just decided not to tell anyone yet,” Betty explained, coming around the counter to face Archie.

“I thought I was your best friend,” Archie reasoned, his voice dropping to a much softer tone. “There was a time when we could tell each other anything. What happened?”

“We grew up, Arch,” Betty shrugged, leaning her arm against the counter’s surface to meet Archie’s gaze with a leveled expression. “And I’m sorry, but this didn’t really have anything to do with you, okay? You’re right, you’re my best friend, but my relationship, whomever it might be with, is none of your business until I’m ready to share it with you.”

“I just want you to be happy, Betty,” Archie breathed, his brows knitting together in concern.

“Okay, well, I am happy,” Betty assured him. “Jughead makes me happier than I’ve been in a long time. He’s the one who’s been there for me through everything happening with Polly and the baby and my parents. He was here with me, while you’ve been working on your music and football and dealing with the whole Grundy situation.”

“I know,” Archie mumbled, his eyes dropping to the tiled floor. “I know I haven’t been around much, but-”

“But nothing,” Betty finished for him. “We’re growing up, Archie, and we’ve moved on to doing our own thing. So if you really believe what you just told me, and you want me to be happy, then I want you to let this go and accept that Jughead and I are together.”

“Okay,” Archie said after a moment, his voice barely making it above a whisper. “You’re right. I didn’t have any right to get upset about you not telling me about this. I just… I really miss the way things used to be, you know? Now everything’s changing and I don’t really know how to deal with it.”

“I’m still here for you, Arch,” Betty assured him, reaching up to pull him into a hug. “Always.”

Once they pulled back from the hug, Betty and Archie turned to see the rest of their friends emerging from the living room to make their way into the kitchen.

“Okay, now that all of that is settled,” Kevin breathed a sigh of relief, weaving his way through the group to stand in front of Betty. “Can you please tell poor Jughead that it’s safe to come out of hiding and join us? I’m just picturing him crouched in your closet with his little beanie, wondering when his next meal is gonna be.”

“Jughead, get down here!” Betty called up to her room, smiling at all the faces looking at her with curious expressions. “We’re going to Pop’s!”

A moment later, they heard hurried footsteps coming down the stairs before a disgruntled Jughead stood before them in the doorway leading into the kitchen.

Jughead turned to his friends, shoving his hands into his jacket pockets as he leaned against the doorframe. “Just so I’m caught up, everyone here knows that we’re-”

“Yes!” The group shouted in unison, rolling their eyes as if hearing that Betty and Jughead were now an item was old news.

“Alright, well who’s buying?” Jughead asked. “Because I was stuck in Betty’s closet for a good twenty minutes and I’m completely famished.”

“Told ya,” Kevin mumbled as he passed Betty, leading the way out of the kitchen. Betty let the rest of her friends pass, pulling on Jughead’s sleeve to hold him back before they joined the rest of their friends.

“So is everything…” Jughead trailed off, turning to place either hand on Betty’s shoulders.

“Everything’s great,” she finished for him. “We’re together, our friends are happy for us, and now we get to go eat celebratory burgers. What more could you ask for?”

“This.” Without another word, Jughead took Betty’s face in his hands and met her lips with a soft kiss.

“I could get used to that,” Betty whispered into his ear, reaching up to let her hands slide gently across his cheek.

As Betty laced her arms around his neck and pulled him into a tight embrace, Jughead lifted his head to see the boy who he once called his best friend staring at the couple as if they were complete strangers. And although it was faint, almost undetectable from a faraway glance, Jughead could see that Archie was looking at them with a look of something he had never seen from him before. Archie Andrews was jealous, and the fact that Jughead was with Betty Cooper and Archie wasn’t, was the reason for it. 

akara1504  asked:

So I'm just a humble follower of every bts blog may it be all about pics, edits, imagines, crack ( which is you, I love u for that) and all that jazz. 2 of the blogs(kimtrain and btssmutgalore) that im following are pissed right now because of people reposting from them which they did not have permission so I checked out the site I may have seen some of your works so uh yeah

Russian sites translating things..this is golden :DD idk if they reposted mine things and frankly I don’t care…as someone who started to ‘stan’ ppl when I was 12ish I depended on these sites that would translate things cause I knew nothing in english…I understand that ppl who do art are mad when their stuff gets constantly reposted. I understand that reposting is shitty but on the other hand im not really that hyped about ppl writing memberxreader imagines and things like that so i can’t really feel for them as much (also i think anyone with at least a little knowledge of what ppl will like can write shit like that…same as anyone could learn how to do fake subs..you dont have to be genius for that:D except for bang-tan..but yeah) 

I’m not super excited about reposts when I see them but I mostly just make fun of it…but I do what I do to make ppl laugh and when someone reposts I try to think of it as my work fullfilling its purpose even more…(DOES NOT APLY TO FAN ART, EDITS AND FANFICTIONS YOU FUCKERS)

royalpeko  asked:

(A question for the admin) Is it difficult to program bots like this? Ive been looking through quite a few bots on here and other sites and it seems very interesting, though i doubt i could do it myself.

nope it is not hard at all. i 100% can not program for shit. i use a visual editor and cheap bots done quick to post to a twitter account with ifttt handling cross-posting it to tumblr. 

the code itself is super simple, it just has 4 things: base meme text with one or more slots in it, short meme text that gets slotted in, and then suffixes and prefixes that occasionally get added at the end or the start. so the post “is Star Wars homestuck *looks directly into the camera like on the office*” is made up of the base phrase “is _____ homestuck”, with “Star Wars” slotted in, and the end phrase “*looks directly into the camera like on the office*” added on at the end.

it’s not a smart bot. it can’t learn from input or anything, i just add memes when i see them or from submissions. (that is also why its grammar is so bad.) 

this bot stuff is totally accessible for anyone who wants to play with it even if you have 0 programming experience, though you can make it really complicated if you want to. there are def bots that people who know how to program good can make with that skill but what i do has more in common with magnetic poetry than actual coding.

if you want more examples of what you can do with this kind of thing, i’ve made (as of writing this) 77 of these things. most of them just live on twitter.

anonymous asked:

Hey Gray! I love your blog :D I was wondering if you could do this request: RFA+Minor trio reacting to MC's and their own child being bullied in front of them (like maybe the bullies didn't see them RIGHT THERE) for being chubby but the daughter/son is like really chill and hits them with a 'I'm used to it it's ok' thank you :DD I'll request more now!! Good luck with your blog and excuse my english lolol

Hey now, you’re an all star I’m so sorry nobody is allowed to apologize for their English on this blog. You’re really good with it, so don’t worry at all! English is a bitch to learn, and if anyone judges you I will f i g h t. Also, no matter how many other blogs I’ve seen in the past, I still don’t know who makes up the minor trio. I’ve seen it mentioned a lot, and I always assumed it’s Jaehee, V, and Saeran. If it’s someone else, I’ll gladly write for them, too! (Dialogue of fat-shaming in Jaehee’s. Just a heads up!)


Yoosung:

  • He had to pick up your kid from school one day because he got off from work early
  • Yoosung drove there just a little too early when he saw your child getting harassed by three other kids
  • oh no
  • nonononono
  • Instead of just driving up, he parked that damn car and walked up
  • Just far enough so they thought he was a highschooler  even if hes older hes still small you can fight me on this
  • Once he was in earshot, his only thought was how dare they
  • The things they were saying were downright disgusting to him
  • Yoosung walked right up and tapped one of them on the shoulder
  • “Hey there buddy boy, I’m going to ask, no, tell you to kindly leave and never speak to my child again”
  • Your kid just kinda bip bopped along with him after he turned to leave after the kids had given half-hearted apologies
  • “Hey, Dad?” “What? Do you want ice cream? We can go. If you want to talk, we can do that, too” “I just wanted to say that you didn’t need to do that. What they said is pretty normal for me”
  • oh hell no
  • Yoosung just nodded slightly “But it doesn’t have to be” “It’s just like that, but can we still get ice cream?” “Yep! Just don’t tell, MC!” “Will you promise not to tell them about my school either? I don’t want them worried, since you seem to be”
  • So they went out to a small shop that wasn’t too far away from your home and talked about animals
  • Then once they got home, you could see him looking concerned at your child when the put their bag from school up
  • He went to his office and typed out an email
  • Turns out, he got the three kids suspended
  • PTA Dad Yoosung won’t stand for that shit
  • Didn’t tell MC because he promised

Zen:

  • You can’t tell me he’s not a PTA dad either
  • Sure, practice sometimes doesn’t allow him to go to every meeting
  • But you know he’s ready to fight Nancy at the bake sale because what were those brownies, Jesus, Nancy
  • aNYWAYS, you both had to go to one of those lame ass schools fairs
  • you couldn’t say no to your kid because those puppy eyes reminded you of Zen’s
  • You were waiting in line for food while Zen was buying tickets for things and you let your child go off with their friends
  • Then the yelling started dAMMIT, ZEN
  • “How dare you talk to my child like that?” “Well, um, sir-” “No, I’m not hearing it from you, young man” “I want to say-” “Not you either, young lady!”
  • Zen walked back with your kid in tow and he was fuming
  • “MC! Can we leave? There’s much better food at the restaurant we passed” “Only if you tell me what happened, because it looks like our daughter is perfectly fine” “No, she is nOT. They were making fun of her weight! How dare they insult our princess” “Zen, You sound like a script right now, calm down”
  • Your child just mumbled, “Well, that’s what happened during school anyways”
  • Turning around so quickly that you got bitch-slapped by his hair, he looked at your kid
  • He was n o t having this shit
  • “Who cares if you’ve got squish? There’s just more to love! Those kids are douchebags” “Zen-” “As long as you’re comfortable with you, there’s no issue. If you feel bad because of that snotbag, I will find out who his mom is and raise hell” “Zen-” “That one girl looked like her mom runs a drug cartel. I should know, too, because her mom is probably Bethany” “Hyun!”
  • He turned back towards you flashing a slightly awkward smile
  • “MC, that boy was a beast
  • “Not this again” Well, damn, if your kid is sick of it, he probably should be, too
  • You ended up leaving after your kid was done with his shit wanted to leave
  • He may or may not have raised a little hell on the board
  • Gave a two minute monologue on bullying at the monthly meeting

Jaehee: (Good end and after end spoilers)

  • Your son liked to hang around the café after school was done with a few friends
  • He came in one day with several people, a few being ones you recognized
  • You were taking orders and Jaehee was wiping down tables along with picking up dishes
  • cue dramatic plate falling when she overheard their conversation
  • “Maybe your clothes wouldn’t be so big if your  parents didn’t bake so much for you” “He’s right. All those pastries can’t be that great. Especially with how little you do in PE” “Maybe stop eating all of your lun-”
  • “Excuse me, but who are you, ma’am?” “Just a friend of this kid” “Get out of this café” “Who are you? Where’s the manager?”
  • “Mom, it’s fi-” “I’m Mrs. Kang, the owner of this establishment, and the disgusting comments you are making are towards my son. Leave
  • The girl turned bright red and moved to gather her things
  • Jaehee’s badass arm stopped her from properly getting up
  • “I thought it was heavily implied that you were to apologize”
  • She was downright glaring at this kid
  • You paused when nobody else was at the counter and turned your attention to what was going down
  • This look wasn’t even reserved for customers who threw orders at her
  • Once the girl left after having to repeat her apology several times, all the others followed, trying not to maintain eye contact with Jaehee
  • She slid in the booth across from your son and had a lengthy discussion about what was wrong for people to say
  • Jaehee had had enough in her life getting treated awfully, so your kid wasn’t allowed to have any of that
  • That night, you had to talk her out of fighting that kid
  • “Jaehee, that’s assault” “MC, it’s justice

Seven:

  • He was dicking around with the security system at your kid’s school
  • It’s not stalking if its not obsessive
  • The system’s visual aspect may not be strong, but the audio was pretty okay
  • Seven just wanted to hear what your child was doing after the bell had rung (I had to look up if it was rung or rang just now)
  • As soon as he heard what a person was saying that was most definitely not your child, he was ready to f i g h t
  • Your kid came back from school that day and went to greet him
  • He may or may not have turned around in an office chair dramactically
  • “So who’s Jun Ho? He sounds like a real biiiii-I mean, jerkwad” “How do you know who he is? He’s in one of my classes.” “Some teacher emailed me saying he was being rude to you. Making remarks on your appearance or something” “Oh, yeah, he does that a lot. It stopped bugging me awhile ago”
  • Red Alert: How About No?
  • “He shouldn’t be saying things like that in the first place. Why do you even talk to him?” “Jun Ho gives me food” “As much as I love food, you should never be degraded to get it” “But it’s soda, and I can’t take that to school” “You won’t get in trouble if no one finds out. That’s besides the point. Can you please drop that douuu-um, that trashcan? You don’t deserve to be told anything that’s negative about yourself that isn’t constructive”
  • Your kid just tried to assure him that It’s Fine, Dad but it most definitely Was Not
  • So then he went into every social media account he could find of Jun Ho’s and left some lovely messages and photos for the kid to find later

Jumin:

  • you know this motherfucker sent your kid to a private school
  • He didn’t realize that not every person would be magically nice to eachother
  • Just let him believe
  • Jumin was content with that for awhile until The Incident
  • Your son was walking back into your home as he was video chatting people at a party
  • For some reason, their conversation dropped off to what sports people were playing and some dumbass in the background made a rude remark to your kid
  • Jumin walked over and took the phone from your son’s hand and got the attention of the teenagers
  • holy shit, that was the dude that their parents made those important business deals with
  • that suit is probably worth more than all my organs
  • damn, he looks like he’s about ready to fail all of us in a class
  • Please refrain from ever contacting this phone ever again. Your words are unappreciated by myself”
  • Your son was desperately trying to mute him repeating that it was all okay
  • Jumin was still drilling these kids
  • “Furthermore, it is not any of your business to inquire about an individual’s health whatsoever. I will have you make good note that everything in this household is meticulously organized, so no, you’re not ‘concerned for his health’ or any other excuse that is as incompetent as yourselves. Have a good evening”
  • Sassy Jumin snapping that hang up button
  • Then he held out the phone to your son that took it nervously
  • “You’re never to speak to them again” “Dad, I-” “No, it is absolutely not fine. You will not be told that just because you’re not of the bare minimum weight, that you are any less of a human being. You are to be respected. If you are to speak to any of your classmates, please inform them that all business deals with their families will end soon.”
  • He most definitely called all of their parents that evening to tell them of these changes
  • Blocked every number he could
  • Also made sure that any future advertisements that were made by any department were to be inclusive of plus-size models

V:

  • There was a new museum and he was invited to attend it’s opening with his family
  • No way this Cotton Candy Man could say no when your daughter got excited at the mention of an artist she loved that was to have an exhibit showcased
  • Everyone had gotten dressed up for the occasion, including V in a snazzy I’m so sorry that I use that word suit, yourself in comfortable formal wear, and your daughter wearing a tighter blouse with a skirt
  • What she wore didn’t bug you or Jihyun, whatever made her the most loving to herself was fine by you
  • The three of you had walked in and were walking around to greet other guests and enjoy hors d'oeuvres
  • Your daughter walked off to admire the paintings until who you recognized as one of her fellow students walked up to her
  • There was no use in eavesdropping so you continued to walk as V walked into the room of the pieces
  • He honestly didn’t notice them until he could hear your child’s voice
  • Then he noticed what the other party was saying
  • Calm Dad walked over to them and apologized for his interruption in the conversation to tell off the student for what they were saying about your daughter’s outfit
  • “Hey, Dad, Mi Na wasn’t bothering me” “Then she was bothering me. Mi Na, please refrain from speaking negatively about my daughter’s appearance in the future. I assure you that whatever clothing she wishes to wear will not effect you”
  • You looked over to see the “Bitch, you ain’t shit” smile on his face and got interested to see what was going on
  • He explained to you the situation then spoke to your daughter again with a short lecture on Why She Was Perfect and Why People Suck
  • Got the girl kicked out from the museum afterwards
  • To make it up, even though “It was fINE, DAD,” V was able to get artwork from the artist your daughter was so excited to see

Saeran:

  • this one’s going to do with an ice cream parlor I’m sorry
  • He agreed to go on a family outing as long as the crowds weren’t too big
  • Hey, if you made it this far, don’t mess it up
  • To his favorite ice cream parlor first!
  • None of you cared if it was eleven am
  • It was always time for ice cream
  • While you three were waiting in line, your child noticed that the person scooping was the dickbag of an upperclassman that had been harassing them for a couple of weeks
  • Saeran noticed how they acted and offered to get a table with them so that it would fit into conversation easily
  • They nodded and went with them so that he could ask what happened
  • Your kid told him that the boy at the counter was giving him shit for his weight and that “It’s perfectly fine”
  • Then Saeran was p i s s e d
  • He assured them that they were perfectly fine as long as they liked themselves
  • Saeran then offered for them to go back in the line where you were ordering your food
  • Your child was slightly anxious as to what he’d do to the worker
  • He glared at that upperclassman so strongly that you thought he had killed Saeran’s joy in life
  • Considering how much Saeran loved his new family, he pretty much did, so the kid deserved to be scared for half a minute
  • He then smiled at you when you handed a cone to him and you sat down with the three of you eating happily
  • Saeran noticed the glances he was getting but didn’t mind them
  • He glared at the kid again for good measure when he held open the door

I’m sorry that this took me so long! Also, no offense if your name is Nancy or Bethany. They’re just my go to PTA Mom names. I’m going to try to get at least two requests up each day. I hope that this was to your satisfaction, but I’ll happily fix anything if you see fit. Much love to you all!

junkyardflowers  asked:

The only reason I'd ship pheaker is if it's an Au where George ain't an asshole and they're kind to each other and Phillip doesn't die.

you see, that’s what i used to say, but i think butchering characters (even if they are assholes) for the sake of a ship is not cool? i mean.. you said it yourself. “an au where george ain’t an asshole”. he.. killed philip, you know? and yes, i know i drew them. and, yes, i was wrong to have done so, and, yes, i will be the first to admit it.

personally, i don’t like aus where personalities are changed (unless it’s everyone like that one au by either ray or hui; i don’t have it on hand) but i mean.. if you’re going to change a character a bunch, why not just make an oc? ocs are fun and, yeah, you won’t get as many notes and stuff, but you also won’t be completely changing a character that wasn’t yours to begin with. also- i, myself, just don’t want anything to do with a ship in which the characters “hate each other but make out”. that’s.. yikes! on its own.

ship whatever you want. i’m not gonna fight you (i mean i have friends who ship pheaker. just bc i don’t like it, doesn’t mean i hate you or anyone else, but please don’t send me stuff about them). personally, i’d really rather just steer clear of the ship in general. i won’t delete my art of them (though i am tempted, i know they’ll still float around regardless). i, also, will not be drawing them anymore and you won’t see eacker in 2nd gen college au series on ao3. sorry if you’re following me just for them, but you’ll have to look elsewhere! 

anonymous asked:

how are 5sos homophobic/sexist/racist? I've never really heard anyone mention them being problematic so I'm just wondering

yeah i totally get it i used to be literally obsessed with them

okay so first of they mock the mexican culture sososososo much like i remember one of their keeks if you look way back its them in london (i think) and theyre walking down the street and calum is pretending to have a mexican accent and he goes “i just crossed the border” and they laugh like its the funniest thing ever

also this keek: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ckX2MYfDxA is so gross like watch and you can see how fucking racist they are

and you probably heard since your a fan and all but they had a “mexican themed” cd signing and if that doesnt sound racist as fuck than idk what to tell you 

and also luke using the n word and thinking it was “appropriate”

and a lot of 5sos’ lyrics are sexist as FUCK like especially heartbreak girl and out of my limit, like just cause your a girls friend doesnt mean she owes and ANYTHING. and in out of my limit they suggest that a girl is a “prize” and thats just so fucked up. Also michael made a rape joke during one of his live streams. 

also here michael AGAIN jokes about rape that calum is gonna “rape him”

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=8liZp7WI94w#t=27

and calum jokes that “ashton is gonna be a sex slave” in this video

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=4XPqzRZA9Zs#t=101

and these tweets from michael which i dont really need to explain..

also they’ve used numerous homophobic slurs and remarks like…

and theres probably soo many more examples if i look hard enough