now i'm at home yeah

I miss her too// Jughead Jones

The only reason Y/N knew that Jughead’s mom and sister had left was because Jug’s mother had left her a message saying that she no longer needed to babysit Jellybean. She went over to ask what had happened, but didn’t even leave her car when she saw Jughead slam the door on his dad’s disheveled face. He had a bag with him and he didn’t even look around him as he trotted down the streets.

It had been months. Y/N never stopped believing that Jughead had been staying with Archie Andrews, not that she talked with either one. She worried that he was suffering. She was suffering from having lost her sweet Jellybean, but it didn’t even come close to Jughead.

So every Friday afternoon, after school ended, she sat on the swings at the abandoned old kids park near the reserve and the Blossom’s house, and thought about everything. This had been hers and Jelly’s spot, and now it was empty and sad and lonely and hers. Hers alone.

That was until one day it wasn’t. One day she got there, dressed lazily with her headphones blaring songs that made her cry, and when she looked at the swings, Jughead was sitting there. To say she was surprised was a mild understatement. She stared at him and he stared back. His nostrils flared in annoyance and Y/N instantly knew that whatever was going to go down was nothing Jellybean would have approved of.

Regardless, Y/N was committed to her cause. She took her headphones off and strutted to the swings, sitting on the available one. She faced the darkening sky and breathed deeply, suffering from anticipation as to what Jughead would say next.

“What are you doing here?” He said, looking at Y/N in mild discomfort. He’d never had a full conversation with her, but he’d heard too much from his sister. Jellybean never stopped talking about Y/N, the babysitter.

Jughead had opposed to the existence of a babysitter from the start. He enjoyed spending time with Jellybean and had just as much free time as Y/N did. But his mother had insisted. She too was smitten.

“I come here every week. The real question here is why are you here?”

“Well let me see, Jason Blossom is dead, Miss Grundy just disappeared and I’m suffering from a particular case of writer’s block.” He complained, facing the same palette of oranges and she did.

“As if you cared about all of that.” Y/N scoffed. Nobody spoke after that. It was just silence. To her it was comfortable, her mind wondered to the sweet past and the horrifying future. For him it was awkward. He’d come here to see if he could find some sort of divine inspiration from the vague memories of his sister in this park. But now he was stuck with a girl he’d never really cared about and only now truly acknowledged.

“I miss her too.”

Jughead suddenly turned to the girl that had leaned her head to the chain of the swing, away from him.

“She’s missing you, too.” He let out after a while. It wasn’t a lie. Last they’d spoken on the phone she’d buried him in questions about her that he couldn’t really answer. Riverdale had been busy lately.

Now was Y/N’s turn to be surprised. She straightened herself up and looked Jughead Jones in the eye. “How is she? Where is she?” She couldn’t help herself truly. She really did miss Jellybean.

“She’s alright. She wants to go by ‘JB’ now, thinks it’s cooler.” He smiled at the sunset, averting his eyes at her curious innocence. She looked so vulnerable here.

A light chuckle came from next to him. “That’s Jellybean, alright.” Y/N said.

After a second of awkward silence, Y/N voiced her concerns for his wellbeing. “Are you still staying with Archie?” Indeed, she hadn’t been exactly worried with where he was staying. She hadn’t been worried about it at all, but he seemed too broken. He was here, after all. And in her eyes, this was where lost and broken souls went to heal by themselves.

“Archie?”

“Yeah. I mean, you’re not staying at home right?”

“Yeah, no. It’s fine.” He said, but it was too late. Y/N found it pretty easy to deduce that there was no Jughead under the Andrews’ household at night.

“Jughead.” She called his attention. “Where are you really staying?”

Jughead sighed and looked away again. The obvious answer was lying, but it was something of a relief to talk about what was happening to an almost stranger.

“Currently, at the school.”

Sitting up, Y/N almost choked “what? Jughead you can’t be serious!”

“Well, I’m not joking.” He said, regretting his decision to tell her. Of course she would freak out.

“Dude, I have an extra bed, you can stay over if you want.”

“No, Y/N, it’s okay. I think it’s time to go back home.”

Y/N frowned in worry. She looked at the ground and rethought her words. “If ever you need a place to stay, my house has a great view of the reserve and the spare room has a window on the ceiling, so.”

Now was Jughead’s turn to chuckle. He looked at the ground and then sideways at her face.

“Y/N”

“What.”

“Thanks.“

“For what?”

“For talking to me. For caring even though we’re strangers.” Y/N smiled at that.

“You’re the last bit of Jellybean I have.” She said, smiling at him, feeling more comfortable by the second.

“Funny, I could say the same thing about you.”

Originally posted by fyeahriverdale

urgh i’m so annoyed like, did sigmund freud even read oedipus before dumping his flaming bag of dogshit theory upon the world where unfortunately it remains to this day??? oedipus didn’t know the woman he married was his mother. he didn’t sleep with her because she was his mother. and when he found out he wasn’t like “oh well i guess i have a mommy kink now” he was so distraught he literally stabbed his eyes out. fuck freud is what i’m saying

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the punchline is that i still haven’t figured out how to draw allura

“I’m not going to put myself in a situation I know I’ll be uncomfortable and stressed in,” shouldn’t warrant being told to just “give it a chance,” after months of “"giving it a chance,”“ and shouldn’t warrant being forced to do something that will make you unhappy, and after you don’t give in it still shouldn’t warrant the silent treatment and anger.

Handling a situation with maturity and calmness should not result in hostility from the other person.

You should always have the right to refuse going into a situation.

first exam is over!!! and alhamdulillah, it went so, so, so, wonderfully!

so now i can go home, have a long bath, eat, and catch up on yesterday and today’s skam bc rip me i still haven’t watched both clips yet i’m such a fake stan lmaooo :((((

Pokemon Go in a nutshell

alright folks, here’s the deal.
these days I have barely any motivation to work, which is inconvenient because I attend a very high ranking and competitive school where all my friends are either super smart, super hard workers, or both. how do I a) cope with incredible amounts of stress and feeling inadequate and b) analyse and annotate poems and prose ?

anonymous asked:

Look we all know TG RE will end with Kaneki dying. He will look up and see Hide. Hide will grin and hold a hand out to him. He will say "Hey. Are you ready to go home now?" Kaneki will finally take his hand and say "Yeah. I'm ready now. Let's go home." there. That's the ending!! No bullshit. Just Ken and Hide. Going home. Finally. How it should be! *stubbornly look away*

This is beautiful but also broke my heart.

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Day 1: first time that Legolas and Gimli gave Aragorn some peace (by stopping their bickering for once in favor of some much needed rest). Legolas just accidentally made his way to where he is positioned, in his sleep, or so he would try to feebly protest later on. Gimli would pretend that he minded very much, although he woke way before he started acting indignant that the blasted elf was using him as a pillow.

And so ends my meager entry for gigolas week.

this is so embarassingly sketchy and bad

so I really was gonna try and be on tonight but things came up and I’m just gonna take the night off. sorry about that

Spun my car out tonight guys… did a 180 and ended up stuck in some bushes off the road facing the opposite direction. Popped one tire off the rim (and the other on that side is kinda leaking). People were so nice; I had at least 20 different cars stop by to check on me while I was waiting for my husband to come by. Small towns rock. Anyway I am praising God so much that the road was clear when I spun out and I didn’t hit anyone else!!!!

after updating the Secure Value my game works just fine again and I didn’t have to re-do any of my hacking !! So kids, remember to save your games often on your computer, especially every time you hack, because then you’ll always be safe !! The only thing that sucks is just how boring it is to create a new town just to get a updated SV bc ughhh hhhhh

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Fun fact: The drawing of Robert and Talia for Laura’s 1st birthday was inspired by a picture on our fridge of my mom and dad with my brother on his 1st birthday in 1985.