not really i was a little shit

nothing holding me back // sweet pea imagine 🥀🐍

request: Hi! Could you do a sweet pea imagine where the reader is a north sider and she tells pea that Reggie won’t stop flirting with her and the night of the fight (serpents vs bulldogs) he confronts Reggie about it?

I hope this is what you had in mind…sorta. There wasn’t really any confronting and talking, but I’m sure that’s how Sweet Pea handles things usually lol. 

A/N: I literally did not have any idea for the title, so please bear with me. Also, I know Ronnie stayed at home first, but I changed it up a little. Also, I LOVE REGGIE. I’m not painting him as the bad person here, just the cocky little shit he is. 

Title: nothing holding me back

Summary: You tell Sweet Pea some jock has been hitting on you and he seemingly takes it well. 

“Pea, I beg you not to freak out.“

You could feel the rage and jealousy radiating off of him as his eyes went dark, and his mouth turned into a straight line as he looked ahead of him, staring at his chocolate milkshake. You put your small hands on his lap in hope it would soothe the raven-haired boy sitting next to you.
He craned his neck towards you, his eyes hard.

“So you’re telling me that some stupid Northside boy has been flirting with you non stop and you didn’t tell me until now?!“ he spat, venom lacing his every word, his eyes looking at you accusingly. You let out a frustrated sigh, not liking the way he was pinning everything on you like you actually enjoyed the attention of the Bulldog.

“Reggie is just… stupid. He is messing around – he doesn’t actually like me. Flirting is his form of communication, really.“ You removed your hand from his lap and gripped your strawberry milkshake, sucking at the straw forcefully and awaiting his reaction. 

He sneered and from the corner of your eye, you could see his fists were balled on the table. You rolled your eyes. He had always been dramatic. He was ill-tempered and infuriated, not knowing how he should handle the feeling of another boy setting sights on his girl, on you, as if you could not protect yourself from the wrath of horny, teenage boys.
“So, you’re saying I should just accept some jock flirting with my girl while I’m not there?“ he seethed, looking you in the eyes. You rose your eyebrow as you crossed your legs and arms.

“I’m saying“, you emphasized, „that there is no need for you to worry. I have my eyes set on you, snake. I just wanted to tell you because I felt bad if I didn’t. Also, I have Reggie under control. Like you said, he’s just some jock. He might be handsome“, he narrowed his eyes at you, his jaw tightened, “but I prefer leather jackets.“ You smirked slightly as you scooted closer to him and leaned against his broad shoulder which seemed to relax instantly at your gentle touch. He wrapped his left arm around you, hugging you close as if he was scared you’d vanish. You smiled at this moment of bliss the two of you shared at Pop’s, blending out the voices and the noise around you. 

“Baby, I gotta go somewhere. I’ll be at your house at 11?“ You sighed in defeat, not wanting to let him go and not wanting to know what mess he would get himself into now. You scooted out of the booth, holding his hand as he loomed over your small frame. A boyish smirk crossed over his features as he said, “Don’t worry about me, baby. Get that frown out of your face.” He put one hand on the left side of your face and the other small of your back, holding you. He brushed one lock of your brown hair out of your face that had been annoying you all evening. He placed a gentle kiss on your cheek, sending shivers down your spine before he found his way to your mouth, strawberry and chocolate mixing, becoming one. You pulled away breathlessly and scanned his face.
“Come back to me in one piece, got it?”


As soon as you had gotten home, you ran yourself a bath and lit up some scented candles. You stripped your clothes off and stepped into the bath. The hot water relaxed your muscles instantly and you could let go of all the worries that had been plaguing your mind all day.
You took a deep breath, inhaling the sweet scent of apples lingering in the air until you dove down.
The ringing of your phone cut through the air. You let out an annoyed huff and grabbed your phone. Ronnie was written over the screen. Confused, you accepted the call, wondering why she was calling this late. 

„Whaddup, girl?“
„Your serpent boyfriend turned up. Serpents vs. Bulldogs. I’ll text you the directions, I know where they went. Archie wanted me to stay home but apparently, he doesn’t know me very well. Come now!“ The Lodge girl hung up, leaving you in a state of anxiety as you quickly got out of the bath and blew out the candles. 

You bolted into your room, putting on some fresh clothes as you grabbed the coat sprawled across your bed, checking if your car keys were still in the pockets. You took one glance in the mirror, putting your wet hair into a ponytail as you rushed out of your house, hoping not to wake your parents.
The fresh, cold air hit you as you marched towards your black car, small raindrops hitting you. You looked up at the cloudy night sky, hoping it wasn’t going to pour later.
You quickly turned on the engine and took off, the loud screech of tires cutting through the sleeping neighborhood.
You kept cursing at Sweet Pea at Archie and it suddenly dawned on you that Reggie was most likely going to be there too. You shut your eyes, trying to calm your nerves, hoping hell wasn’t breaking loose. You gripped the steering wheel tighter, hoping it would somehow make your car go faster. As you drove, the rain started to get heavier.

From afar, you started spotting cars and an array of motorcycles parked. You swerved to the side and quickly cut the engine off. The fight hadn’t started just yet. No words were being exchanged, just angry, despiteful glances.
The tension that had been built between the Serpents and the Bulldogs could be cut with a knife. You spotted Veronica, marching towards her.
What the fuck is going on here, Ronnie?” you screeched, darting your eyes to the crowd as you finally spotted your boyfriend amongst them. He didn’t seem to have noticed you, no one had as they were too preoccupied glaring each other to death.
“As I’ve told you over the phone, your boyfriend came to Archie’s house. Basically, all these boys must prove who’s the strongest. It’s foolish, but he wasn’t going to leave. So, I made one rule: no weapons,” she explained, her tone somewhat accusingly. 

Besides Jughead and Cheryl, Veronica had been the first one to know about your relationship with the tall, brooding serpent. Obviously, she hadn’t been exhilarated, constantly reminding you he was a gang member after all as if you didn’t know already.
But she was your best friend and she had to accept your decision, even if this meant lying to her boyfriend and the rest of your friends for now.
“So we’re just going to let them fight? That seems like a stupid idea to me, Ronnie. No offense.”

“None taken. Maybe you should keep your snake on a leash”, she remarked snidely, her deep brown eyes challenging you as she crossed her arms over her chest. You scoffed and shook your head, saying, “I’m not here to discuss my relationship with you, Ronnie.” You stalked towards the boys, the heavy rain pouring on you. Sweet Pea looked up, squinting his eyes at you until recognition dawned on his face. You stood in between the two groups, your hands resting on both sides of your hips.
“What are you doing here, babe?” he asked, jaw still tight and trying to keep his voice void of any emotion, not wanting to show any weakness in front of the others. You gritted your teeth, opening your mouth to say something, but were cut off by Archie and Reggie.

Babe?!” they exclaimed incredulously, Archie’s voice laced with anger and disappointment, while Reggie seemed more than amused. You turned around to look at the boys, shaking your head at Reggie as a troubling smirk crossed his face. He crossed his arms over his chest and took a step towards you.
“So this is why we haven’t made out yet, really?” Your eyes widened at his remark, wanting nothing more than to slap the grin out of his face. You heard a low growl behind you, craning your neck you saw the look of anger passing on Sweet Pea’s face. You turned to reach out to him, but he pushed past you.
“So you’re the infamous Reggie that can’t keep his hands off my girl?” he seethed through gritted teeth, looking the Bulldog up and down. 

You swallowed, fiddling with the ring on your finger. You took another step forward, putting a hand on Sweet Pea’s shoulder, hoping he would simmer down. Archie looked at the two of them, realizing the situation might even get messier than it already was. He looked over at Reggie, telling him to shut up.
“Oh, so she talks about me a lot? Probably thinks about me too at night then, huh?
It happened fast. Within a few seconds, Sweet Pea had punched Reggie square across the jaw, signaling the fight had officially begun.
You heard Veronica calling your name distinctly and you ran to her into the safe zone, not knowing what to do. You closed your eyes, trying to fade out the sickening sounds of fists hitting jaws, legs kicking stomachs and people groaning in pain. You could hear Sweet Pea screaming threats at Reggie, not being able to make out what they were as you a gunshot rang through the silent air of the rainy night. 

You winced at the loud noise and turned to see Veronica her holding a gun high up in the air, stopping the war immediately. You gave her a thankful look, nodding at her and making your way towards your car. You sat in the driver’s seat, punching the steering wheel furiously, several curse words escaping your mouths. Your hands went to your hair and gripped it tightly. This is exactly what you had signed up for, entering this star-crossed relationship. Sweet Pea had warned you about how violent things could get, wanting you to understand what you would get yourself into. He was also quick to make sure you knew he wasn’t going to leave the Serpents because of you.  
You started the engine and drove off into the night.


You knew it was only a matter of time until Sweet Pea would be climbing through your window. You had already rummaged through your messy bathroom cabinet, having found a disinfectant, some plasters, and band-aids, ready to nurse him. A pack of ice was sitting on your night-stand, waiting to be used. You had been pacing around your room for a good twenty minutes now, checking your phone constantly and calling Sweet Pea, only for him not to pick up. 

You could hear a loud engine roar and a harsh clash of gears until the sound faded into silence. As Sweet Pea made his way through your window and stood in front of you, your eyes quickly went to scan his face and spotted the bruise that adorned his left eye. You sighed in relief, happy it was just a bruise. His face was void of any expression, probably waiting for you to scold him, scream at him and tell him how stupid the fight had been. Right now, however, you were tired and couldn’t find the nerve to put up a fight now. You just were happy he was here, with you. 

You wrapped your hands around his waist, burying your head into his chest, inhaling the smell of his cologne and the distinct smell of rain. He embraced you.
“I know this is what you do”, you mumbled lowly, “doesn’t mean I like it.” A low chuckle erupted from his chest, causing you to roll your eyes but smile nonetheless. You looked up at him.
“I know you don’t. But that’s me. That’s the cost of being with a serpent, princess.”
“I know. It’s just… complicated. Archie’s been my friend since I was in diapers. And you hate each other. It’s just… hard. It sucks so much. Everything sucks.” He let out a scoff as you mentioned the Andrews boy, not liking that you two were close and saw each other every day.
You slowly removed your arms from his frame, motioning for him to sit on your bed. You went over to your nightstand and grabbed the pack of ice, accidentally knocking over the picture of you and Cheryl the both of you had taken after cheer-practice a few months ago.

Sweet Pea gave you half smile. “We literally could not be any more different,“ he said, motioning to the picture of you and the red-haired beauty,“ but that, baby, keeps things exciting.” You threw the ice pack at him and he caught it with ease. He put it on his eye and winced at the pain. 

“You’ll have to meet Cheryl anyways. She’s been insisting on it. And she’s slowly starting to scare me.” The fiery redhead had always been your most persistent friend. After all, she was Cheryl Blossom and got what she wanted when she wanted it. She wasn’t thrilled, just like Veronica. She had mocked you, telling you he probably wasn’t good enough for her favorite River vixen anyways. She had even dismissed you with a wave when you told her that you thought you loved him. 

You knew it was Cheryl’s twisted way of protecting you from getting hurt. That day in the locker room, you had told Cheryl to back off, resulting in her smiling at you with her bright, red lips and saying she loved the recently found fire in you and wanting to meet the “Southside Romeo” that stole your heart. Her words, not yours. 

He sneered at you, “I think I’ve had enough of your Northsider friends for today, babe. Though, I have to admit it was amazing to beat up that jock.”
“Reggie is… Reggie. He had it coming, even though I don’t appreciate you handling this in a violent way. You could just.. talk next time,” you explained, sitting on your bed and grabbing one of your floral patterned pillows. He just rose his eyebrow at your request, slowly shaking his head and shrugging.
“I think I got my point across, sweetheart.” You playfully rolled your eyes at him, hurling the cushion at him. 

You crawled over to him, seating yourself on his sprawled out legs, removing the ice pack from his hand. He leaned back against your headboard, finding a comfortable position. You gazed into his deep eyes, leaning forward and tangling your small hands in his tousled, black hair. His hands cupped your face, holding you in place as his fingertips gently rubbed over your delicate skin, longing to touch you. He let out a content sigh, letting his eyes wander over your face to your body, treasuring the moment with you. Sweet Pea had never told you he loved you, but the way he treasured every moment with you, caressing you, and kissing you like your lives depended on it, he didn’t have to. 

“Kiss me,” you said softly, starting to lean in. And he did, without hesitation. His soft lips covered yours, devouring your mouth, a flock of butterflies erupting in your stomach. His kisses were like no others you had experienced before. Now, that you had tasted him, you didn’t know if you could ever stop yearning for him.
His hands were discovering your body, getting lost in it. You arched your back, enjoying the closeness between your bodies. His lips brushed against your collarbone, leaving you breathless as he slowly started tracing kisses up your neck.

“Toxic” by Britney Spears rang through the air. You let out a defeated sigh as you moved over to your nightstand to pick up your phone. Sweet Pea rolled his eyes as he saw the contact name popping up on the bright screen. You picked it up, bracing yourself for the worst.
“You. Me. That toy boy of yours. Tomorrow. Sweet dreams, little dove.”

Wakti Wapnasi Doll?

I’ve had this idea that maybe Max’ new friend (the doll, photo from his Instagram) could be Wakti? Because of the hat, clothes and eyes.

I sent him a tweet and he liked it so maybe there is something true behind it. Could be relevant for new theories or something and I thought I should tell you :)

bowlingforsouporsalad  asked:

My current crush is this boy and I told him I liked him. At first he said he liked me too, but after a little while of moving towards dating he told me he couldn’t date me because he’s gay and I’m not *actually* a boy (I’m a trans guy). That one hurt A LOT. We’re still really good friends but I’m still crushing hard. It sucks.

oh my god. no. no. that’s bullshit and you deserve so, so much better. please move on and not to dictate your life, but why are you still friends with someone who tells you that you’re not actually a boy?? that’s so shit oh my god.

move on, babe. you deserve better.

anonymous asked:

In response to that Lance period ask, I wonder if you would still be like, “Lance, there is a LOT of blood. Are you really sure?” And he would be a little shit and argue back, “But it helps with your cramps AND makes both of us feel good. It’s a win-win babydoll. A gold medal!”

I can picture the grin “besides between all the gymnastics and fights, blood doesn’t scare me”

Sinful Sunday™

Best Friend

Originally posted by valyriansword

A/N: Hey guys, I hope you guys enjoy this little imagine. I’m so tired, even though its only 9:30 where I live, this time change is kicking my ass.// P.S. sorry for the shit ending. I wanted to take it further but I’m just too tired and I really wanted to get this up tonight as someone requested this earlier. Anyways, on with the story. Love you guys

Summary: Reader is having trouble finding a way to confess her feelings for Mike  
Pairing: Reader x Mike Wheeler.
Fandom: Stranger Things.
Warnings: None.
Word Count: 985.

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anonymous asked:

Are you still interested in the Columbine case as much as you were in the beginning/when you started your blog?

No, I’m not. I started researching the case in 2001 and I really think we have learned all we can about the case. I don’t really see any more new information at this point…..even with the parents depositions still due to be released in like 8 years. 

I am also really disgusted by the new generation of Columbiners. They are just edgy little brats who don’t know shit about the case, but they act like they do. They post wrong information all of the time, and won’t fix their posts when you correct them….they treat Eric and Dylan like characters from a novel or a movie….instead of treating them like real human beings. I also can’t stand the ones who say they condone or write shitty imagines.

Sorry about the rant…but to answer your question….no, I am not really interested anymore…although the case will always hold a special place in my heart.

thanks for the ride.
(billy hargrove x reader)

RequestDo you write for Billy Hargrove? And if you do could you do a headcanons thing for him asking you out and stuff?

a/n: so i’ve got no clue what any of this is. it’s 1:36 am my time and i’m exhausted and i’ve still got a video to finish but holy shit this popped into my head and here we are. i’m not sure if this is exactly what you had in mind, but uh… yeah. i actually kind of really like this myself. i hope you enjoy!

also, the read more is just because it got a little long and i didn’t want it to be this giant post :) 

  • so here’s the thing
  • billy hargrove is a dick 
  • max knows this 
  • the party knows this 
  • steve definitely knows this 
  • and you know this 
  • which is why you felt a little guilty for finding him physically attractive 
  • because you shouldn’t be attracted to a dick like him right?
  • i mean aside from that sweet ass of his
  • it’s not like either of you ever talked to each other at school anyway 
  • so it had never been a problem 
  • until the infamous night at the byers when all the shit hit the fan 
  • the night itself had been a blur 
  • the weird thing though, was that the mind flayer and the demodogs and el coming back and all of that wasn’t the actual weirdest thing of the night 
  • no, that was reserved for billy fucking hargrove 
  • because everyone had kind of forgotten about him lying drugged in the middle of mrs. byers’ living room in the midst of the panic 
  • you sure as hell can’t be blamed for that, considering you were too busy mothering the party and making sure that steve wasn’t dead (and watching dustin try to patch steve up with multicolored bandaids, but that’s a whole other thing)
  • and el was back and you’d missed her desperately in the past year (having been head of AV club since you were the only junior, you’d been dragged into the hawkins lab situation from the getgo) 
  • so yeah, you couldn’t be blamed for having forgotten about that 
  • until everyone headed back to her place 
  • “who is that on the floor?”
  • “a real dick, mrs. byers.” 
  • (we’re not going to talk about joyce’s reaction when she opened up the refrigerator to get the milk for the coffee and a dead demodog dropped out of it) 
  • (steve still profusely apologizes to her about it to this day)
  • so you offer to take billy and max home since you live relatively close to their house 

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wyvernofficial  asked:

I'm gonna take off the religious cap and say right off the bat. Condoms. No need for abortions if you have a condom. :)

Well actually those don’t always work… they arent foolprof after all…

but when a guy says it’s too small, theyre lying?? You can fit your whole FOOT in one of those things???? so like if the condom “broke”, it’s probably a lie :\

I really dont understand the appeal for sex with strangers or with someone you havent officially hooked with yet,, but yknow im “bland and boring” if i say that out loud. 

But hey i got blocked for being pro-life today i can’t wait for people to assume im a little shit just because i said they need to be prepared for sex and take in account that YES THERE COULD BE A FUCKING BABY IT COULD FAIL AND UNFORTUNATLY YOU HAVE TO TAKE CARE OF THEM!!!! 


Give them up for adoption! Foster homes may be p shitty but like IT’S BETTER THAN??? Killing the fetus??? before it’s fully developed into a baby??? Like at least give them the CHANCE for a warm, loving home!

So sorry i dont appeal to your opinions but unfortunately we aren’t all the same so accept that.

(the “you” being used loosely. I dont mean it toward you specifically, friend.)

Excuse me for being so ranty today.
I just hate how people can get so touchy over this topic to the extent of blocking me, AND after literally,,, calmly addressing this situation, a swarm of anons come flying at me calling me the SCUM OF THE EARTH.



everqueen12  asked:

hmmm what about if during the final Hunger attack the IPRE members had to fight black opal versions of themselves from the worlds where they lost? (and i hope it's okay if i keep randomly sending headcanons and shit to you because i have Quite a Few)

oh hell yes

so…here are my thoughts on this, and bear with me, it took a little while to collect them all. because on one hand we could for sure have a, like, taako-v-taako and magnus-v-magnus and merle-v-merle, but that would just be standoffish? and probably not get anywhere. 

but here’s the crucial difference - the hunger is indifference, manifest. shadow!taako wouldn’t lift a finger to help shadow!magnus, whereas the real versions of our beloved characters totally would.

i think it would be…awkward? and funny, in retrospect (”hey merle remember that time you tried to get revenge for your arm by warhammering my shoulder” “that wasn’t me!”) but i think eventually, our boys would win. also, there would be some super sweet parallels between our boys being able to actually ask for help and deriving strength from that willingness

(and yes, please send me headcanons. as like a general thing, to everyone. i love them and i love talking about our boys. any time. askbox is always open)

hey, so.. uhm, remember that anon you once drew a hug for?? that was actually me, I was having a horrible day, and was too shy to ask! :) but your sweet pic helped me so, so much, and now you seem like you could need a big, warm Hug, so I drew you one in return!! I don’t know your heigh, so I just…drew you the same heigh as me! :)

I really hope you feel well!!

PS: I added a Jar of Cookies, because: COOKIES!!!! enjoy! :))



anonymous asked:

I really like your ocs, do you mind posting little bios for them, if you have time?

i’m glad u like them!! i still dont;; have proper bios for any of them so for now here’s just some shit about them

  • alyx collects terrible tshirts and she’ll buy them for kole too :3c
  • no one ever knows what matt’s doing or where he is. he just shows up out of nowhere and at first it scared everyone but now they’re all just like “oh hey matt”
  • kole is v sleepy all the time. he hoards soft things and u can always find him curled up on a couch somewhere
    • hes also just. depressed rip
  • kole is also a pining disaster someone help him;;
  • ru and aubrey got together bc aubrey worked at the library and ru had to go checkout a book for school. ru hated the library but kept finding excuses to come back just to see aubrey before eventually working up the nerve 2 ask her out lol
  • as soon as ru and alyx are around eachother they just start quoting simpsons episodes. neither of them even like the simpsons they just do it bc it makes kole and aubrey tired lol

anonymous asked:

Im watching OUAT right now for the first time. Does Henry stop being a little shit? Also Im really not liking the how they deal with adoption in this show. Makes it hard to watch but Regina is so hot i cant stop 😩

okay 1) HENRY HATE IS NOT TOLERATED HERE he was 10 years old and thought the mom that raised him hated him and 2) it gets better (the 1 thing this applies to in ouat lmao)! henry and regina’s relationship gets so much stronger as the show progresses and a lot of it is because lana (regina’s actress) fought for it so we have her to thank

anonymous asked:

Loki's redemption in Ragnarok is a fucking gift. It's everything that fans of "loki you little shit" ever wanted. He continues to be a little shit, he just also realizes he didn't really want what he wanted once he has it and decides "okay let's try something new" but NOTHING FUNDAMENTALLY CHANGES ABOUT HIS ATTITUDE HE'S STILL AN ASSHOLE AND ITS GLORIOUS. Also like half the movie is him getting beat up and it's hilarious.


Honestly, I kinda sometimes really like when Taylor disappears for a few days and it feels like the drought again because I can actually get to know people through what they post again. Obviously I LOVE when Taylor is on but when our community gets all little again for a day or two like it’s just like a nice little breathe of fresh air before we all go back into like bat shit crazy mode

nekogal89  asked:

Onision: "! am done! I am going to reveal all the truths you are all afraid of!" Also Onision: "Did you know BLAIR WHITE is right wing? BLAIR WHITE is a dumb dumb head and I am going to blame her for being assaulted and say BLAIR WHITE again and again because my audience is dumb enough they might forget I'm talking about BLAIR WHITE!" If this is the shit he was talking about, I think we're all going to be fine.(No anon because his fan's don't scare me)

YO I JUST WATCHED THAT VIDEO! I can’t get over that shit, it’s so fucking hilarious. If that’s really the best he’s got, I pity him just a little. Like, I don’t always agree with what Blaire has to say, but don’t victim blame her or try with this pathetic attempt to “expose” her. All of that is pretty public, she doesn’t hide any of it. It was surreal watching it, though, because he’s just trying so hard to sound smart.

Exposing someone in the Anti-O community would be like “I have evidence that X person assaulted someone and they have a criminal record and they haven’t posted it online/talked about it!” or some weird shit like that. Not something that has already been shared online and is readily available through that person’s social media. He’s such a dumb fuck, it’s so funny

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