okay now pretend i did that on purpose

Dating Jughead Jones would include:

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• stealing his beanie and him hating it every single time

• “You know, I do need that.”

• “but my head is cold.”

• him showing you his writing and asking for your opinion, especially when he’s stuck

• spending hours and hours at Pop’s with him, helping with Blue and Gold stuff, even though you aren’t technically a part of it

• letting him steal the cherry from your milkshake even though you love them

• stealing fries off his plate as your twisted revenge

• “Hey! Fries are off limits!”

• “I’m paying for both of us!”

• him being slightly possessive over you and you loving it completely

• helping him when he has no where to stay

• he takes a while to open up but after that he confides in you with everything

• literally

e v e r y t h i n g

• from his emotional issues to his mildly unconventional sexual fantasies

• helping him play out those fantasies

• sticking by him when he joins the Serpents

• also secretly loving the dangerous side that comes out in him because of that

• staying with him all the time when his south side host family let’s him stay at FP’s empty place (which is often)

• stealing his Serpents jacket

• he doesn’t hate that at all, in fact it’s one of his favourite things to come home to

• “Hey babe, I’ll be home in an hour.”

• “That’s so long though!”

• “Put on the jacket and I might make it back in 45 minutes.”

• “That’s literally all I’m wearing.”

• “… I’m coming home now.”

• going with him to see FP every week at least once

• FP l o v i n g you and insisting Jug at least introduce you to the Serpents

• he does, proudly, and they all welcome you with open arms

• going to visit him at Southside High whenever possible

• he gets more and more open with PDA the longer you’re together, even more so when someones making eyes at you

• him standing in the hallway when you’re in the shower because you sing when you shower and he loves your voice

• watching movies you hate all the time because you know how much he loves them

• gentle, sweet kisses in the morning and right after you sleep together

• him constantly making sure you’re comfortable

• “Forsythe Pendleton Jones The Third!”

• “what did I do now?!”

• hanging out with the gang and constantly being asked about your intimate details

• “okay, but who takes charge?”

• “why would we tell you th-”

• “Jug does.”

• he pretends he hates it but you don’t miss the little smirk on his face when you brag and gush about him

• him never being afraid to cry in front of you

• texting snail emojis back and forth when you aren’t together just to make sure each other is okay

• “why did we choose snails?”

• “because it takes you six years to text back”

• *three hours later* “oh yeah”

• “you did that on purpose”

• not saying ‘I love you’ often but meaning it so deeply when you do

• feeling safe

• making him feel safe

• being his family

We have a new season of The X-files, people! Season 11 is coming! We will have shooting days with candids, fake call sheets, many-many gates, hundreds of theories, huge press tour, interviews, photo shoots, tonnes of fuckery and of course sleepless nights. We will have months of new experiences to share and 10 new episodes of our favourite show! 10! Not 6, but 10! Just think about all the crazy good things we shared after Season 10 was announced. On the road leading up to the new season, new people joined the fandom, new friendships were born and people were here to discuss all type of topics. It can always go a bit too crazy, but hey, this is a fandom. We are weird, so there is that. Tumblr is a sanctuary to everyone. 

Or it was, until a couple of months ago the fandom has been divided and not because of the ships, but because of egos and personalities. Out of a sudden, we had a Tumblr police going around policing & bullying people. They were yelling at people about respect while attacking them why they live in a fantasy world and calling them names. People deleted their blogs, because of this! I’ve never seen so much hate in this fandom before and I don’t want that darkness in my home, again.

Now, they want to come back, ‘cause The X-files is back, and pretend like nothing happened. Well, I’m sorry but  “You’ve made your bed, now lie in it.” You called people stupid, delusional, crazy - to say the least offensives - you created a blog for the sole purpose of mocking people, you hated on David, you said Gillian would never do X-files again, you said Gillian and David’s relationship is toxic. Feeling superior, bullying and mocking other people’s hobbies, making fun of their obsessions and enjoying all of this is not okay. I don’t think this behaviour should be forgiven, ‘cause if you did it once, you’ll do it again.  So, please just stop creating another drama the deeds are done. 

The two sides could exist next to each other, you just have to stop obsessing about the other side. You clearly stated your beliefs, your interest, stick with it. At least have the guts to stick with what you preached for months! I made the choice to have no interest in some topics and bloggers, you should do the same. Everyone should do that, instead of debating why people treat them the way you do. (Hint: not because who you ship, it’s never been about that)  

I’m not gonna ruin our - probably - last chance to enjoy the crazy ride, this new season will bring. I only follow bloggers who don’t go around judging people, who treat each other with respect here. I have my happy place and I’m perfectly ready to lose our shit together, fangirl and not sleep once August comes. I advise all of you to do the same! This place can be the best, I promise you!  

This blog will stay drama-free from tomorrow - cause let’s be honest, I might have to reply to some messages 😂 - and will only concentrate on joy, positive energy, love and a good spiralling is really overdue, don’t you think? This is what I’m here for. Bring on Season 11! ❤️❤️

youre-my-grxvity  asked:

For your prompt thing, #11 for drarry, if you don't mind!

My Writing

The second Draco walked through the door of his and Harry’s flat, he immediately sought out his husband, having a lot to tell him.

He found him in his office, filling out some paperwork. Harry looked up and smiled when he saw Draco.

“Hey, love. How was your day?” Harry asked.

Draco let out a long, dramatic sigh before sitting down in the chair on the opposite of the desk.

“Oh, I’ll tell you how my day was,” Draco began.

Harry fought not to roll his eyes. He could already tell this going to be a ridiculous story about a minor inconvenience that Draco believed to be the most awful thing that could possibly happen to him. Harry turned back to the papers he was working on to continue while listening to Draco.

“So I get to work and everything is fine, right? Nothing unusual, just your basic day as a healer. But as soon as lunch time rolls around, that’s when things went bad. I took off my healer robes before I headed into the cafeteria to eat the lunch you made me, which by the way, I loved the heart shaped sandwich.”

Harry glanced back up at Draco for a moment to chuckle.

“So there I am, just enjoying my lunch and the silence until a healer in training decides to waltz on in and take a seat right next to me! Can you believe that?!”

“Wow, that’s horrible,” Harry muttered sarcastically while signing his name on one of the papers.

“Isn’t it? And as if that isn’t bad enough, he began talking to me as if we were friends! But that’s not the worst part, Harry. He got up a few moments later, and I was hoping that he had just left, but clearly that was asking too much because not long after, he returned with two cups of coffee. I guess he was trying to be nice or something by getting me coffee, but as he was giving it to me, it slipped out of his hand and it spilt all over my new shirt! That shirt was expensive, and my mother gave it to me!”

“Oh no,” Harry commented, trying to be sympathetic, but it was hard.

Draco narrowed his eyes at Harry.

“Can you at least pretend to care?”

Harry sighed and set his quill down before finally looking up at Draco.

“I’m sorry, love, I do care. And it’s not like he spilt the coffee on you on purpose. He was trying to be nice.”

“I know that. But my shirt!”

Harry chuckled.

“Did he apologize?”

“Yes, profusely, but-”

“We can get you a new shirt, Draco. It’s okay.”

“But Mother got it for me…”

Harry chuckled.

“I’m sure she will get you plenty more shirts in just a few weeks. Now,” Harry said, indicating the end of the conversation and standing up to walk over to Draco. “How does going out for a fancy dinner sound?”

Draco’s eyes lit up.

“That sounds wonderful!”

Harry smiled and kissed Draco’s cheek.

“Good. Get ready, we can leave in an hour.”

Draco nodded and hurried to their bedroom. Harry watched his retreating form fondly. Draco may be an overdramatic git sometimes, but he was his overdramatic git.