just the best party

Sea food department and how I got written up the first and only time

So I was on a fourteen hour shift on New year’s eve to steam shrimp for hours on end in horrifying quantities.

People were buying shrimp because they wanted their mudbug appetizers for their new year’s parties and whatnot but many customers who had not come for shrimp were ordering them because they could smell the shrimp and seasoning as I worked tirelessly.

I had orders to fill for people that had called up to a week ahead to reserve shrimp. I had a list and pounds of shrimp stored away to thaw in the cooler.

By 9:00pm we were out of shrimp that was not already reserved for the customers who had called in.

A man in his thirties wearing a nice blazer and perfectly ironed slacks approached the counter. At that moment I was steaming the last ten pounds (YOU READ THAT RIGHT) of small shrimp for a call in who was scheduled to come pick them up at 9:30. Our steamer was tiny. I could only do about five pounds at a time so I had five one pound bags of shrimp sitting on the back counter while I steamed the first half of the order.

Back to nice blazer guy. He orders two pounds of farm raised shrimp. I politely explain that were out of shrimp. All shrimp. We are out.

He wordlessly jabs his thick, sweaty finger toward the back where five bags of thawed shrimp sat pretty and neat on the counter by the steamer.

I wait for him to say something, he does not. I explain that they are reserved for a customer who called in hours before we were out.

“What the f#+! makes them so special? I’m paying for shrimp now, I want those. I should come first! I’m already here.” He grumbles and barks.

I had to explain that they called hours ago. I have to fill that order or I could be fired. Those shrimp are not his and I apologized profusely.

He leaves.

I spot him talking to my manager who is just shaking his head and clearly frustrated that he has to explain something to this entitled stain. It’s probably about the friggin shrimp.

Ten minutes later there’s a SPRAY of ground black pepper being flung into seafood department, then the plastic spice container bounces off the back of my head.
Thank the gods that all the bags of cooked shrimp were closed and I had my back turned, or else I’d have been blind and the shrimp would have been ruined.

I turn around and GUESS WHO IS STANDING ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE SEAFOOD CASE. That’s right. Blazer guy. He’s standing there huffing and puffing and shouting at me. To this day I have no idea what he said because I was in complete and utter shock.

I could not think of what I should do. This guy was nuts and pissed… but so was I at this point. My feet hurt, I stunk like old bay, I was missing everyone’s new year’s parties and I was just so beat. Best of all I had to be in at work bright and early the next day.

Something dark and unnatural possessed me. I reached back toward the sink, grabbed the spray hose and let loose a stream of cold water on this royal prick. I did not shout, I did not growl.

I said “please leave…” in a mantra over and over until he left to escape the icy flow of my inability to take more crap from him or anybody else tonight.

Yes, he got the manager again. Yes, he caused a scene. Yes, he demanded that I was fired.

The manager, an older fellow who had worked retail for fifty years found me the back room crying because I KNEW that I had just lost my job.

I was handed a write up slip (not the termination notice I was expecting) with a smile and a pat on the shoulder.

“I would have decked that little turd.” My manager said before walking away with a bounce in his step.

I was not fired.

Goth and Identity

So its been a while since i last blogged about goth, but sure enough i have discovered something within the subculture that has again left me torn between multiple sides. I’m talking about issues pertaining to identity. Identity is something very personal to each and every individual and it seems that a lot of people are again choosing sides when it comes to identity and how goths identify with the subculture.

Today i want to discuss these sides and where i stand between them. I also want to discuss some of the good and bad of having each of these minds sets about identity.

To begin, i want to discuss the goths who try too hard. So you’re one of us who really enjoys and cares about the subculture. You love the music, you also might be really into the fashion and it shows. But sometimes you might go overboard. I’m talking about the goths who get so caught up in being goth and proving just how goth they are that they almost miss the point of it. They let goth dictate their lives so much that they sometimes suppress parts of themselves that they feel make them less goth. This is not a good way to be. Of course there are goths out there that naturally love goth so much that it seems like they go out of their way to express it, and that’s fine. Its the goths that force themselves into tiny boxes and actually go out of their way to express it who are in trouble.

Say for instance you like goth music but Bauhaus isn’t really your taste, but you feel pressure to listen to them and make yourself like them because you think that it will make you more goth or that other goths will dislike you if you don’t. This is toxic and the only one you’re hurting is you. You don’t need to like every goth band just like you don’t need to backcomb your hair or wear authentic winklepickers to be goth. This is where people let goth get in the way of their own identities. Sure in order to be goth, you should probably know certain bands and care about the subculture, but that doesn’t mean you have to stop watching Steven Universe or throw away all your unicorn plushies just because those things aren’t stereotypically goth.

Goth is a label for people to identify with. Its not meant to rule your entire life. Ive said it before and I’ll say it again goths don’t like the things they like because they’re goth, they are goth because they naturally like those things. This does not mean you have to abandon all the other things you like just because those other things aren’t goth, this also means that you don’t have to like every aspect of the subculture to be a part of it.

Now moving on to another side of the subculture that has sort of a different way of looking at goth and identity, I’m going to call these people the “Goth is Goth type” These are the goths who believe that goth is simply a one word label and that substyles of goth are pointless or negative.

Now if you’ve been in the subculture for a while you probably already know that goth has multiple substyles and these substyles didn’t really start popping up until after the 80′s. Before then there was just goth and all it took to be goth was listening to goth music. So its understandable that most of these “Goth is Goth types” are elder goths who were around before goth started breaking off into substyles.

Many of these “Goth is Goth types” argue that substyles are nothing more than superficial fashion genres and that substyles automatically restrict you to a little box. What they mean when they say “goth is goth” is that it doesn’t matter how you dress, if you’re goth you’re goth and you shouldn’t let a substyle get in the way and dictate how you should express yourself through goth. And to an extent, i do understand this. I do understand where these goths are coming from. But i don’t think these goths are really taking the time to analyze it even further.

There are goths out there that dress in multiple substyles but there are goths out there that dress in only one or two. And some of these goths dress in a particular style, not simply for superficial reasons but because that style actually reflects their own identity. For example, there are some goths who call themselves Victorian goths and dress in nothing but Victorian goth fashion. Many of these goths actually have interests rooted in the Victorian era. Their favorite past times might be visiting Victorian themed exhibits at the museum and having Victorian inspired tea parties. So for them, Victorian goth just best reflects their personal tastes and identities. So you might think that by telling a goth that they shouldn’t limit themselves to identifying with a particular style is helping them to better express their identities,but it’s actually doing the opposite. For many goths, it’s more than just a substyle, it’s almost it’s own mini subculture that people can identify with that’s still a part of goth.

Not everyone feels like they need to put themselves into boxes or identify with one thing in particular but some do. Some take comfort in it. Lets also not forget that not every goth is neurotypical. Some goths may have mental illness and some may take comfort in compartmentalizing things. It might help them to break goth down into substyles and put them into neat little boxes that they can identify with.

Also breaking goth down into even smaller subgroups within the subculture is not always a bad thing. Some goths may argue that having subgroups is negative because some goths are only befriending other goths of a particular substyle instead of making friends with goths of all types and this is true to an extent. It is very important that we put certain differences aside and make friends with all goths, BUT sometimes its just easier and less stressful to make friends with goths that dress like you. Why? Because you already know that you probably have more than one thing in common. Sure it would be great if a romantic goth made friends with a cyber goth but if their tastes are totally different then they may have trouble attending clubs together or hanging out because their hobbies and music tastes just clash too much.

So for the most part how goths identify with the subculture really is subjective and not as black and white as some goths like to think. Whether you choose to dress goth, listen to every goth band or experiment with substyles, its important to respect everyone and create a balance so you aren’t letting goth dictate who you are. Its okay to care about goth and express it in every way possible but only if that’s what you really want to do and you aren’t sacrificing other parts of yourself to do it. Its also okay to enjoy non goth things and express yourself through specific substyles that you enjoy. Yes, you should make friends with goths of all types but its important to remember that you choose your friends and if you are more comfortable with making goth friends who dress and act similar to you that’s fine, the only one who should have a say on the friends you make is you.

The bottom line is everyone identifies with goth a little differently and that’s okay as long as you respect others and don’t let it change who you are. Don’t let goth or anyone in the subculture dictate your life or how you choose to express yourself. Self identity is important and you should never let goth change it.

Finding the Beast Attractive

I’ve noticed in some posts and responses that people are surprised they found The Beast attractive. People, he’s supposed to be somewhat appealing. The Beast isn’t that far off from your average mountain man looking hairy guy.  He’s basically just a few steps beyond Nick Offerman.

He has to be appealing for the story to work. If Disney went full Kafka and had the Beast crawling out from under the bed looking like Gregor Samsa, I don’t care if you didn’t change a single word, there ain’t no way in hell Belle was sticking around.

 Of course now I’m imagining a Beauty and the Beast reboot starring Dan Stevens as Belle (cause he’s handsome, get it) and Nick Offerman as the Beast. No makeup or CGI necessary. The plot is basically them sitting around that big library drinking scotch and talking about stupid stuff.  I smell a hit.  

The Wolf 359 soundtrack is music for reading heavy books, for your cat rubbing their face on the corner of your laptop screen, for striped sweaters and sleek tailored suits, for green tea and a craftily stolen baked good of your choosing, for laughing to yourself about an inside joke when everyone else is trying to sleep, for standing on the porch in the middle of the night trying to see the stars.

The Penumbra soundtrack is music for driving a little over the speed limit with someone who makes your stomach flip in the passenger seat, for the first hour of a party when it’s not rowdy just yet, for the last hour of a party when your best friends are the only ones who haven’t gone home, for sharp-as-hell leather jackets and boots, for long weird bright red sunsets over broken skylines.

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Hello everyone ! I’ve just seen a new Emergency Lessons video and they asked everyone to talk about their best friend at school, so:

Been Too LOOOOONG!!.... and my fan account of B.A.P Party Boom LA! *it’s LOOOOOONG*

Hello everyone!!! Hope you’re all doing well. Sorry, it’s been so crazy, that I haven’t really been able to do much if anything at all on Tumblr. Things are starting to slow down & I missed ya’ll…. If you still remember me :) I had to catch ya’ll up on what happened. I’ve changed jobs & moved all for the better, much, much happier with all of that, but it’s had me busy!!!!

Ok, so I HAVE to give my fan account of Party Boom LA, most in the chatrooms for @mjupnet already know. So my bestie Hana & I are checking into our hotel Sat around 3pm, I see a black mercedes sprinter van pull up & I tapped her shoulder thinking, could this be B.A.P? But I noticed that on the side it said tours, so I turned back around & told her never mind, as she was checking in. Less than what felt like a min later, I turned back around for kicks & I noticed the 1st person off the sprinter because of his bucket hat, it was BANG YONGGUK!!!!!! So my heart skips & I try to get my friends attention (without looking crazy) she keeps telling me hold on.  she FINALLY turns around & just nods her head & bugs her eyes a bit, but we’re trying SO hard to stay composed! By this point, now Zelo & Himchan have come in, while Yongguk & Jongup stood outside talking, then their manager & about 3 staff come in and stand right behind us for the check in counter. At this time, we haven’t seen Youngjae or Daehyun, but we’re DYING inside B.A.P IS IN OUR HOTEL!!!!! We’re trying to stay calm & not freak out (until we got to our room) The clerk couldn’t take ANY longer than he did, asking us about all of these upgrades!

Himchan, Zelo & 2 of their staff were headed towards the elevator, at the same point that we had to go up as well, but I was tooooo chicken to take the same elevator, sadly (what a fail) Hana still picks on me for this! I’m pretty sure if it was Yongguk & Jongup, I would’ve no hesitation, but they were still outside talking. We go to our room & SCREAM freaking out that we’re in the same hotel. There was a pool party & we raced to change & go chill, hoping that B.A.P would also be there. In the elevator, some of who we later learner where their staff were in their too & asked where we were going, we spoke of the pool party & they said they wished they could join, we told them they should, but they had to take care of some things for a special event the next day (we knew what it was ^_^) so we REALLY thought B.A.P would be there now. We lounged, the DJ was awesome, tons of ppl were there, but NO B.A.P, but we made an agreement, that since we fly to LA, this isn’t just for B.A.P, but also for us to have a vacation! SO we still enjoyed ourselves, had a yummy cocktail & then decided to go eat after about 2.5hrs. We head out to valet to get our rental car & as we’re sitting there, Youngjae walks right past us, I tapped Hana and then we see a few staff, there all headed to their van parked on the side. Then my eyes were blessed, Jongup walks past, a few times actually! it was pretty funny, he seemed so lost, yet adorable! I think after the 3rd time, I giggled, so he looked over, then smiled & waved. LOL! Hana had to go in & ask how late the pool & office would stay open, when she turned around, Himchan was just sitting in the lobby. So she greeted him in Korean, told him that we’d be at their concert the next night & hope they enjoyed their time & get to relax. He thanked her & was so kind, even when he walked out the door he greeted me & said thank you. Out walked Jongup again yelling HYUNG!! and Himchan happily waited for Jongup to catch up.

We were hoping our car would take longer, as Yongguk & Daehyun hadn’t come out. But NOPE, our car came & we didn’t want to just sit there, as we had to get food, etc… So as we drove off we waved & they waved back. We finished up what we were doing, came back changed again to go out at night, the lobby turns into a cool lounge w/ an awesome dj! So we chilled there, but my friend loves AOMG, and was like Bound LA is lit, we need to try that out & we can always come back. As we finished up our drink we were walking out, I see this guy sitting on the lounge chair & I said to Hana, wow, now HE’S beautiful, he looks up & smiles & it’s JUNG DAEHYUN, I wanted to die, but just smiled, but my heald down & walk faster to Bound LA (popular Korean club) But was annoyed, thinking he was going to chill in the lounge & possibly w/ other members… ie Yongguk & Jongup. But Hana was like I REALLY want to go & we can always come back. Well, thanks to coachella, what usually is LIT was not at all, there were probably 10ppl ttl inside. But we were like, more dance floor for us, met some cool ppl, had a drink & then decided after more dancing we’d leave & head back. We decided on another drink, as the bartender was really good & were just chilling there enjoying the music, Hana was facing the door & my back was towards it, but I saw her face & I knew….. we weren’t alone. Himchan, Jongup, Daehyun & Yongguk walk in & immediately go to a booth, they were probably as shocked as we were w/ how empty it was! But we knew then, WE WERE NOT LEAVING!!!!!! So we went back on the dance floor, now with about 5 other ppl & just had fun, not caring who was watching, (it’s was so empty, it was hard not to notice, but we ust had fun) But soon we once again got hungry, haha & after a few hours left & headed to BCD tofu house. We changed into comfy clothes, were chilling there & in walks Daehyun & their manager. A few min later Jongup and another staff member, no Yongguk or Himchan. And they were seated 1 table away, behind us on the right. because of a couple guys near us getting a little annoying, their Manager positioned himself to see & watch us (so nice) and made eyes w/ Hana (she was facing them) to make sure we were ok. They also alerted the waiters as well that were helping us all. The night calmed down & soon they left and us about 30 min later. 

By this point, if you’ve even read to this point, you’re wondering why we haven’t approached them more. Well, there were girls that stayed at our hotel ALL DAY for a glimpse of them. We didn’t want to be clumped into that group as those type of fans, in fact if we got stopped by some to ask if we saw them, we’d give opposite directions! Some of the staff (we didn’t know at the time) we’re in the elevator & some young girls asked if we’ve seen B.A.P… We told them, no (even thought we had JUST saw Himchan walk in) Soon we heard thank you, turned around & it was their staff, appreciative of how we handled it, we explained while we’re fans, we want them to enjoy & relax, they seemed shocked! 

Ok, so on to Sunday, still reading? almost done…. We assumed the boys were doing soundcheck in the am, blah blah blah & decided to just do our thing per usual, I was craving neng myun & we went to our fav place, as we waited for the car Himchan & one of the photographers walked up from getting juice (nope, not coffee) At this pt, we’ve bumped into him the most, Jongup 2nd, Daehyun 3rd Yongguk 4th, And only 1 time saw Youngjae and Zelo when we 1st checked in. Zelo had posted the brunch at our hotel & we assumed after that they left. We came back to the hotel after eating, changed & decided to chill by the pool. Hana wanted to in the sun & I wanted to chill in the shade, so I laid on the chairs. The music was really chill, had a nice summer vibe going (pineapple vodka in my hand) I was grooving & then an old school song came on & ppl starting reacting. In particular, me & a guy next to me, so we looked at each other & smiled, I kept my cool, but that guy was ZELO!!! I smiled back and laid back down, then texted my friend saying Zelo was 2 chairs away from me, so she made her way over! LOL but we still left him alone, he had 1 staff member with him, it was their translator for the US leg of the tour. We just wanted him to enjoy, so we left him alone.Even at one pt, his staff left & Zelo was just by himself about ½ hr, we almost felt protective of him, HE IS A PRECIOUS GUMDROP and sooo adorable, tall 7 very pale, ppl they are NOT whitewashing him…. the others, YES!!!. We did get to meet Yongguk, Himchan & Jongup last year, we even got to talk a bit more to them then honestly.    While we didn’t get a photo w/them, this meant the world to both of us, we saw them & saw them A LOT, but as THEMSELVES, not B.A.P! Let me tell you, They’re beyond beautiful w/out makeup & beyond nice, they also were very appreciative with how we let them be & even shielded them from some fans. But I think they thought we really weren’t fans, since we didn’t “act” like normal ones….. so when High touch came & we were in the last 10ppl to do high touch, the look on their faces… O_O…  & their reactions PRICELESS… We knew, they knew then we were fans & it all clicked! They wen’t to another spot for dinner after the concert & left in the afternoon the next day (Mon, we left Tues)they actually did late check out, due to the amount of fans waiting in the lobby :(.. and just probably tired. 

This was a trip we’ll NEVER forget & I hope they’ll remember it as fondly was we do & that we get to see them again next year!!!

IF you read this, you deserve a medal!!!! <3

Don’t imagine Beca throwing a huge Valentine’s Day party for all of the Bellas and she sneaks away to give Chloe a present but she accidentally knocks a row of candles over and starts a fire

Mr. Min - Chapter 03

Description:  Your CEO caught your attention the first day you started your new job and it seems the attraction is mutual.  Too bad he’s only interested in a relationship that benefits him.

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader x Jungkook

Genre: Smut and Angst

Word Count: 26,490 (whoopsy doodle)

Warning: Dom!Yoongi, abusive elements, breath play, punishment, a lot of demeaning names, high levels of assholery

Prologue - Ch 01 - Ch 02 - Ch 04 - Ch 05 - Ch 06

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I’m gonna throw this here because I’m actually pretty proud of it, but here’s the video I made for my final project in my digital media class! Though making it took longer than I thought it would, overall it was a fun experience and very good practice. Enjoy!

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Tadatsugu finally getting Ieyasu’s gratitude and appreciation makes me so happy 😩😭 AFTER SO LONG HIS LORD SAYS WHAT HES ALWAYS WANTED TO HEAR IM SO HAPPY FOR HIM

Knight Of The Party - Jughead Jones

thecoffeestudyblr said:

Hi friend i was hoping i could have a Jughead x Reader request when Betty throws a party for Juggie & the Reader and Juggie are together and she’s also an introvert and rlly shy and anxious and she is Archie’s little sister and him and Juggie are rlly overprotective of her especially at the party. Maybe like Chuck would make fun of her and push her around during the “birthday talk” and Juggie would throw a punch at him and stand up for her and make sure she’s okay? lots of fluff + angst?

Originally posted by riverrdxle

Kinda changed it up. Hope you don’t mind it, friend!

Parties were not your forte. You were never as social as your peers and found it hard to be around the constant chit-chat. Everyone knew that your introvert personality held you back from attending parties, so invitations were never extended to you. So when Betty Cooper came up to you and asked if you wanted to go to Jughead Jones’ birthday party, you were taken aback. You had always held an interest in the raven haired boy, talked to him every now and again. He seemed to understand you in a way no one else at Riverdale High didn’t. He didn’t pester you when you didn’t speak up, he simply would shoot a smile your way. Would attending this birthday party be going too far though?

“Uh, I mean,” but words started to tumble out of your mouth, “yeah sure. I’ll go.” Betty gave you a bright smile.

“Your brother said you might not want to come, but I thought it was best to ask,” Betty said, “just in case you wanted to after all.” You nodded sweetly at your brothers friend, wondering why Archie had the idea to throw it at your house. Sure your Dad was out of town, but a party? Now? You grew anxious at the thought.

“Really Archie? A party now of all days?” You asked your brother when you got home. Archie was already setting up, even before Betty arrived.

“It’s for Jughead, Y/N.” You rolled your eyes.

“There’s no way Jughead is going to like this,” you said and Archie turned around to face you. “You know he hates parties, maybe even more than me.” Archie signed as he listened. You knew that he knew you were right, but he had promised Betty to host the party. As if on cue, the perky blonde burst through the door.

“Hello Andrews,” her voice voice rang through your ears. “This looks great so far Arch! Good job!” You rolled your eyes once more and walked towards the stairs.

“Hey, Y/N!” You turned your head to face your brother. “We might need your help.” You shook your head and Betty gave you a confused look.

“Jughead wouldn’t want this party,” you said strongly and you walked upstairs to your bedroom. You shut the down behind you, wondering if you should text Jughead in warning. You thought better of it through, it would just be best to stay away from the party in general. You had known Jughead since the day Archie brought him home in 2nd grade. You were in 1st grade at the time, but unlike your rough older brother, Jughead was kind enough to let you play alongside them. So when Jughead came to live with your small family, you weren’t left out. It was really nice having him around, since both of you were known introverts it was easy to be around him. He understood you in a way that your family just didn’t. Now you just hoped your brother hadn’t ruined it by throwing Jughead and surprise birthday party.

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New Year. New Me.  {Peter Pan Imagine}

Peter Pan Imagine

Author: Joi A. Wade

Requested: Yes,  HI CAN I HAVE A EXTREME FLUFF IMAGINE WITH ROBBIE KAY OR PETER PAN WHERE YOU GUYS GET INTO A REALLY REALLY BAD FIGHT AND YOU DECIDE YOU GUYS SHOULD BREAK UP AND HES LIKE NO BABE WAIT IM SORRY AND YOURE LIKE NOPE I CANT DO THIS ANYMORE AND THEN YOU LEAVE AND HE CANT FUNCTION WITHOUT YOU SO HE TRIES TO WIN YOU BACK AND IT TAKES A WHILE BUT ONE DAY HE FINALLY WINS YOU BACK EXTREMELY FLUFFY PLEASE

Warnings: Swearing, angst, will be two/three parts. ✨  Tbh, it sucks ass, but this was just a little something before the new year!   ✨ HAPPY NEW YEAR  ✨

.Gifs mine, picture is not. 


To say Y/n was excited about the New Year was an understatement. She was beyond ready for this fucked up of a year to be over, and 2017 to finally cleanse off any bad vibes she’s been carrying and just start over. She wandered around the party her best friend was hosting, having small talk with whoever passed by and drinking the champagne in her hand. Y/n came with her boyfriend Peter, but as soon as they passed through the front door, he’s disappeared somewhere in the large house; claiming to her that he was just going to chill with a few of his friends before the countdown. 

At first, Y/n was a little skeptical. This was the third year, whenever herself or her friends would have a get together for New Years, where he would just leave her to wander for long period of time and then show back up when the ball was dropping, for the traditional new year’s kiss. He never missed it, but she was still confused as to why he didn’t want to spend those remaining few hours of the year with her. 

Y/n walked around for a little while, after thanking one of her guy friends for refilling her glass, seeing as to that was the only thing to keep her mind off of her nowhere-to-be-found boyfriend. Peter was a very vibrant character, never stayed in one spot too long, always played by his own rules. She didn’t want to admit it, but this particular year was kind of rough for the both of them. Arguments after arguments, constant bickering and sarcasm. He slept on the couch a lot at their shared apartment, while she cried herself to sleep on those nights. Y/n dreaded that he was becoming…distant. Something was off about him on this night, where their usual chatty car ride was more silent and awkward; when they entered the home, it was almost as if he couldn’t wait to get away from her, kissing her cheek, before disappearing for the rest of the evening. Sighing, Y/n set down the half empty glass on a nearby table, leaning against the wall, while scanning the area once more for his familiar face. 

Next to her someone had cleared their throat rather loudly, snapping Y/n from her thoughts. Looking as to where it came from, she fought the urge to groan and roll her eyes. 

“Hello, Wendy.” She greeted as politely as she could, thinking about drowning herself in more champagne, but chose against it. “Didn’t know you would be here.” 

“Hm, well sorry to say that you’re not Tiger Lily’s only friend, honey.” Her sweet voice practically made Y/n physically cringe. Her and Wendy Darling never seemed to be on the right page with each other. It wasn’t even her fault, Wendy was the one who always seemed to over step her boundaries when it came to Peter, always making suggestive comments about him, getting to close for Y/n’s comfort. The thing that really always ticked Y/n off was how lately…Peter had done nothing to stop this behavior. God forbid someone gets too close to her, he loses his shit, but when it’s the other way around, she was the one in the wrong. 

“Sadly…” Y/n muttered, only paying half attention to the bimbo yapping next to her. Her focus was still on Peter, and it seemed that Wendy noticed. With a snicker, she flipped her golden hair behind her shoulder. 

“Wondering where your eye candy has gone to this time?” 

“Wondering where I asked for you to fucking talk to me, actually.” She snapped, making the blonde laugh obnoxiously. “You know, I’d rather not be next to you, while going into the new year. It would kind of defeat the purpose of me trying to fucking forget who you are.”

“No need to be rude, Y/n. I thought we could see passed our differences into the new year.” Batting her eyelashes at her only made her blood boil even more. Taking the hint, Wendy only smirked while shrugging, making her way for the balcony. Sighing in relief, Y/n went right back to looking for Peter, only to come up with nothing. Again. Tiger Lily made her way over to Y/n, tugging her toward the living room, where the big TV sat. Standing in front of it, her heart nearly dropped at the sight of the countdown…and Peter was still no where to be found. 

By now he would have found her, and be standing next to her and waiting. Looking around frantically, he was still no where in sight in the large crowed. Sure, she was being a little over dramatic about the situation, but it was another they made it as a couple. A lot of people doubted their relationship, any the many girls that practically threw themselves at him weren’t helping either. He reassured her countless times that no matter what, she was the only one for him. Even though they fought most of the year, she still wanted to end and start fresh of the year, with just a lovely kiss he always reserved just for her. It made her feel safe, made her feel special…

As soon as the countdown hit one, everyone cheered and shouted at the top of their lungs, sharing hugs and kisses, spilling their drinks accidentally and throwing confetti. 

“ H A P P Y   N E W   Y E A R ! ! ! ”

Tiger looked over at Y/n, leaning in and kissing her cheek in order to get at least a little smile on her face. It worked for a good second until it dawned upon her. The new year started without him. Leaving Tiger Lily to stand in the spot, not before thanking her for the peck, she went on her way to look for Peter, only to stop abruptly at what her peripheral vision caught sight of. With a slight gasp, she saw through the window of the balcony…

“Peter…” She whispered, not believing what she was seeing. As if he heard her broken whisper, he pulls away from the kiss, his eyes widening at the sight of you on the other side of the glass door. His jaw was dropped, his hands dropping from Wendy’s waist as a look of pure and utter defeat colored Y/n’s features. She knew it. She didn’t want to believe, but deep down she knew. It would explain a lot, actually. 

Wendy seemed to know that the two of them were caught, slowly turning her head to where Y/n stood, a small smirk plastered on her lips. Never feeling so betrayed in her life, she slowly backed away from the scene, Peter’s eyes slowly starting to fill with panic. 

“Y/n…baby, wait-” 

“Don’t. Don’t you dare make up an excuse for this!” She shrieked, quickly turning toward the crowed of people, wanting to disappear into it. Quickly, he ran after her, ignoring the whines coming from Wendy as he raced after Y/n, rudely pushing people out of the way and shouting at her.  

“Y/n! Please! Let me explain, it’s not what you think!” 

To be continued…

Birthday Dinner (Jughead x Reader)

Prompt: I had an idea. Could you do Jughead x Reader where it’s jugs birthday and he wants to invite her over for dinner but he lives with Archie and Fred so he’s embarrassed and goes and asks for Fred’s permission if he can have his girlfriend over for his birthday and fill in the rest idk if I made this clear enough!

A/N: I changed the idea just a bit! SO glad I finally finished this. Hopefully you’ll still like it xx 

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Birthday Dinner (Jughead x Reader)

It was Jug’s birthday on Friday.

You wanted to do something with him but he told you that Archie and his dad were going to throw him a dinner party/barbeque.

He felt bad but you assured him that you two could do something before or after his birthday.

You two have been secretly dating for the past three months so obviously you weren’t expecting to go.

Especially since you lived on the other side of town and went to a different school.

What you didn’t plan for was Jug to ask Fred Andrews if you could come.

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