ring ring ring (ha ha hey)


Jughead x Reader

Jughead finds himself having no motivation to write and has trouble finding inspiration even when he changes up his surroundings. Until… 

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1,830

A/N: Funny thing is I came across this song by searching “Uninspired” on youtube, because that’s what I am now. Wooooo. That ‘woo’ was sarcasm btw. This song inspired something, but I’m tired of writing things that don’t mean anything. So here’s this. Don’t ask me if it means anything to me cause tbh idk.

The Song


Label you then leave you,

No they won’t stay for the fight,

It’s the closest thing to empty,

And the furthest from the light.

Jughead walks towards the ticket station in the darkness of the night. He buys a one way ticket to Toledo, hoping to never look back.

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On this day in music history: May 14, 1991 - “De La Soul Is Dead”, the second album by De La Soul is released. Produced by Prince Paul and De La Soul, it is recorded at Calliope Studios in New York City from Mid 1990 - Early 1991. After the groundbreaking success of their landmark debut album “3 Feet High And Rising”, De La Soul consciously and deliberately move away from the sound and image established on that album, when beginning work on the follow up. Shaking off being labeled “hippies” by the music press and many fans for stretching the boundaries of hip hop on the first album, De La declares that the “D.A.I.S.Y. ("Da Inner Sound Y'all”) Age is over on their sophomore release “De La Soul Is Dead”. The group drive the point home further by featuring an illustration of an overturned and broken flowerpot of daisies on the front cover. Once again working with producer and DJ Prince Paul, the songs are linked together by a series of skits featuring Jeff, the character introduced on the earlier non album B-sides “Brainwashed Follower Of Fashion” and “The Mack Daddy On The Left”, finding a tape of De La’s album discarded in the trash. Jeff is beat up and robbed of the tape by a pair of bullies (played by DJ Maseo and Mista Lawnge of Black Sheep). The skit portions of the album are followed by a turn the page tone taken from a children’s “listen and read” record, ending on an sardonic and ironic note with the bullies throwing the tape back in the trash. Musically, it is as diverse and eclectic as the first, but with more of an emphasis on R&B, funk and jazz samples. The subject matter of the songs themselves run a wide gamut, from the group lampooning wannabe rappers looking to get put on (“Ring, Ring, Ring (Ha Ha Hey)” (#3 Rap, #22 R&B), to the more serious topic of child sexual abuse (“Millie Pulled A Pistol On Santa”).  It spins off three singles including “A Rollerskating Jam Called Saturdays” (#6 Club Play, #43 R&B) and “Keepin’ The Faith” (the double A-side flip to “Millie”). Clocking in at over seventy three and a half minutes, Tommy Boy services the album to radio and club DJ’s as a special double vinyl pressing (stock pressings are pressed on a single LP, and suffer from greatly diminished sound quality), packaged in a custom double pocket sleeve, and limited to 2,000 individually numbered copies. In time this promo pressing has become a sought after collector’s item, and has been widely bootlegged. The label reissues the vinyl on double vinyl in 2008, but uses the standard cover art featured on the commercial release. “De La Soul Is Dead” peaks at number number twenty four on the Billboard R&B album chart, number twenty six on the Top 200, and is certified Gold in the US by the RIAA.

Pavlov had it all wrong

I am a single adult human living in a house with two corgis. Got Girldog from a shelter when she was about a year, year and a half old maybe; got Boydog a few years later as an 8-week puppeh. And let me tell you something, from Day One, this has been a three-way psychological experiment. I no longer know who is manipulating who on a daily basis.

  • One of the first things I trained Girldog to do was not to bark at the dinner table; if she barked at me while I was eating, I put her in The Quiet Place (her crate) where she couldn’t see me. She learned almost immediately to subvocalize her barks, to let out a breath with just enough vocal cord vibration that I wouldn’t QUIIIITE consider it a bark and move her further away from the food. It’s a sound like this: “Hrrrr. Hrrrr. Hhhrahhh.” I didn’t realize how odd this was until my aunt came over and said, “That dog hissed at me.” “Yes,” I said, “she does that.”
  • Boydog learned to do tricks by watching Girldog. I never taught him to sit. He learned by watching Girldog get a treat for sitting. Once, I told both dogs to sit at the same time, while I held a treat in each hand. When Girldog didn’t sit quick enough, Boydog put his paw on her butt and pushed her down.
  • I hung a bell on the door and taught Boydog to ring it when he wants to go out. Girldog sees no reason she should ring the bell, as it is beneath her dignity, and she can get her way by barking instead. Boydog, however, will ring the bell for Girldog when she lurks around by the door, although he has no interest in going outside himself. Girldog has made Boydog her personal slave in this matter.
  • Boydog rings the bell when he doesn’t need to go out but thinks I have been at my computer too long. By the time I get to the kitchen, he’s nowhere near the door, but hey mom, as long as you’re up, let’s play! He obviously does not believe I can see through this extremely clever ploy.
  • Girldog once climbed onto a sofa, crossed the back of it, leapt from the sofa to my desk chair, leapt from the chair to the desk, and knocked all my stuff off the desk. (I wasn’t there, but it was obvious from the trail of destruction what route she had taken.) Then she got down and proceeded to ignore the bag of corn chips she’d encountered and focus her attention on biting my phone charger in half, chewing up a USB memory stick, and eating a pen. I still have no idea how she could be so smart and so dumb at the same time.
  • Boydog will chase a laser pointer (not uncommon for dogs introduced to them as puppies! Pro tip) but only when Girldog is not around, because she hates it for some reason and will tackle him for it. Girldog also likes to be outside while I want to be in, and Boydog prefers to have us both inside. Boydog will lead me to the laser pointer, pester me until I get it down, and then run around chasing the laser and barking madly. No matter how stubborn Girldog has been about staying outside, she wants to know what he’s barking at and immediately comes inside. (It is always the laser pointer he’s barking at, Girldog. Always.)
  • There is a chair in my bedroom that I cannot sit on. The dogs take turns sleeping on it, depending on who gets there first. The only hard and fast rule is that if the human sits on the chair, they will both lose their cool. The chair is for dogs only. I have not even tried to sit on the chair for about six months now.

I suspect I’ll be adding more of these as the three of us continue to train each other.

Sanvers in College: Alex Drunk Dials the Cute Girl from Bio Class

Based on this post: https://hazingblur.tumblr.com/post/160026282401/queercapwriting-wlwprompts-person-a-is-drunk @hazingblur

Original prompt from @wlwprompts : “Person A is drunk and decides to randomly call that cute girl from biology class to tell her she’s pretty”

@lesbapocalypse you also asked for this so like.

She’s drunk and she’s stolen Kara’s phone, because it’s finals week and all bets are off and that cute girl from biology class?

She’s 1000% sure that her name is Maggie – Maggie Sawyer – not that she paid attention.


No. Of course she didn’t.

And she’s 1000% sure that said Maggie Sawyer is the same Maggie that her little sister has befriended.

And therefore, that cute girl’s number – and when she says cute, she means it, but god, she also means blazingly sexy – must be in Kara’s phone.

So she swipes the phone from her sister’s bag while Kara laughs with James and Winn. Swipes it and chugs another gulp of illegal punch and she finds Maggie’s name – complete with a picture, god, a gorgeous picture, because damn, those dimples, that hair, those downcast eyes – in Kara’s contacts.

Finds the name, and tries once, twice, three times, to successfully hit the big green button that makes the phone dial.

She giggles and almost bounces on the balls of her feet as the phone rings, rings, rings.

“Hey Kara!”

Alex freezes at the sound of her voice – her voice that she’s used to hearing only asking the best questions, only giving the best answers, in bio lecture, in bio lab – and she contemplates hanging up and leaving it to her sister to explain the butt dial.


But now Maggie sounds concerned, because she must hear the party in the background, and Alex has seen her smile, seen her nerdiness, but she’s also seen her motorcycle, her leather jacket, her gym bag. And she doesn’t want her to be concerned, to feel like she has to speed to the party to rescue Kara from whatever situation she might be in.

“Hey! No, nope, not Kara. I mean, of course you thought it was Kara, I took her phone, I mean, obviously you thought it was her – ”


“Not the blonde one!”



There’s a pause and she thinks she hears Maggie shuffling something.

“Danvers, you drunk? Are you with people, drinking water?”

“Awww, Sawyer, you care about me!”

“Well I sure don’t want you passing out in your own vomit, Danvers. I’ve been there, it’s not pleasant.”

Her voice is pleasant, though, and Alex collapses drunkenly onto a half-occupied couch, completely oblivious to the couple that had been making out, who shoot her irritated looks as they get up to find a better spot to kiss.

Alex thinks she hears that shuffling again, and maybe some wind, but she’s drunk and everything is oh so slightly hazy, but pleasantly so – pleasant, because Maggie Sawyer is on the phone with her, Maggie Sawyer cares whether she throws up or not. Maggie Sawyer. God. How can anyone be that perfect?

“I’m finnneee. I just… it’s just, I know you’re Kara’s friend, but we’ve never really talked, and I… even if you weren’t Kara’s friend, I’d have noticed you, you know. I mean, how could I not notice you? Do you know we’re in the same bio class? You’re always so smartest. The smartest girl in the class. The smartest and the cutest. And my sister’s friend! What are the odds, huh? Maybe we can calculate it with genome mapping or something. But we’re more than our code, right, we have to be. You believe that, right, Maggie?”

“Hey, Danvers, I’m not cutting you off, but can you do me a favor?”

Alex preens. Her last name sounds so nice on Maggie’s tongue. She wonders what else would feel nice on Maggie’s tongue. Everything, probably.

She nods before she realizes vaguely that Maggie can’t see her.


“Remind me which house is throwing the party you all are at.”

Alex squints as she tries to remember. “The one across from the science building. Where we take bio. Together. But now term is ending and maybe we won’t do anything together again. Not even that we did anything in bio together, because I was too nervous to – ”

“Danvers, whoa whoa. Can you do me another favor, sweetie?”

Alex’s heart backflips and she almost careens off the couch, because she called her sweetie, she called her sweetie, she called her sweetie.

The sound of wind on the other line increases in her ear, but maybe that’s just a side effect from how hard she’s pressing the phone to her ear, like the closer she clutches it, the closer she’ll be to Maggie.

“Yeah.” She thinks her voice might be higher, might be breathier, than it normally is, but that’s alright, because Maggie Sawyer called her sweetie.

“I know you have things you feel like you want to tell me right now, and I want to hear them, but only if you still want to tell me when you’re sober, okay?”

Alex blinks and furrows her brow at the phone, because – maybe she’s more drunk than she thought – Maggie’s voice seems to be coming from two places, now. One, through the phone, and one, less static-y, closer to her body.

She looks up from the couch and she startles, because Maggie is standing over her, crouching down next to her as she hangs up her phone, all basketball shorts and hoodie and flip flops and hair hastily tied back into a messy ponytail.

She’s grinning softly, but she’s breathing kind of heavily, like she’d just sprinted from her dorm room. Because, Alex realizes dimly, that’s exactly what she just did.

“Hey Alex,” she says as Alex splutters, as Alex fumbles to sit up straight, to fix her hair, to hang up Kara’s phone without dropping it.

Alex thinks she may be imagining it, but Maggie’s voice is softer, now, more breakable, now, more vulnerable, now, than it had been when they’d been on the phone. When Maggie had been on a search-and-give-water-to-the-drunk-girl mission.

But now that she’s arrived, water bottle she must have grabbed on the way out of her dorm in hand, her voice is shy, and her eyes are shy, and her eyes are something that look a little scared.

“Hi Maggie,” Alex whispers, and then giggles because she’s not sure why she’s whispering.

Maggie grins, and it’s the sweetest sight Alex has ever seen. She made Maggie Sawyer smile.

“Why did you come all the way here? You didn’t have to come all the way here, I – ”

“Well, clearly your sister doesn’t know what you’re up to or how drunk you are, because if she did I would have heard her in the background telling you to think before you dial and all that stuff.”

Alex covers her face with hands made clumsy by alcohol.

“Ugh, I’m sorry, you’re right, I shouldn’t have – I ruined your night, I embarrassed myself, I’m sorry, Maggie, I – ”

“Hey, hey, no, that’s not what I meant.” Maggie gets up from her crouch to sit on the couch next to Alex, and she opens the water bottle for her and presses it gently into her hands.

“Drink. Please?”

“I’m not that drunk.”

Maggie just nods, and Alex does as she’s told.

She finishes the entire bottle in one chug, and Maggie just watches her with cautious but glistening eyes.

“Okay, come on. Kara!” she calls across the room, and Kara seems to materialize next to them instantly.

“Maggie! I thought you weren’t in the mood to party toni – Alex? Are you okay? What – ”

“Here. Your phone.”

“How did you – ”

“Tell you in the morning. Right now, I’m gonna take your sister back to my room – no funny business, I promise – and help her sober up a little. Okay?”

Kara glances between Maggie’s disheveled appearance and Alex’s drunken one, and she kisses Alex’s cheek.

“Don’t give her a hard time, okay, Alex?” she teases, and Alex giggles as she stands unsteadily, both Kara and Maggie stabilizing her.

“When do I give anyone a hard time?”

Kara just kisses her again, just thanks Maggie, doesn’t object to their arrangement, because she trusts Maggie not to take advantage of her sister, and she knows that her sister would like nothing more than to get to know Maggie better. She just wishes she’d have had the courage to reach out sober. But they’ll work on that. The three of them.

Alex leans on Maggie, who’s wrapped her arm around Alex’s waist, and revels in the contact.

As they walk, she rambles about the chemical structure of alcohol. About its impacts on the brain. Maggie listens and Maggie smiles and Maggie nods in all the right places, and Maggie lets her talk, lets her talk, because she’s focused on making sure she doesn’t let the taller girl stumble and fall.

When Maggie shoves her dorm door open, Alex freezes.

“You know I’ve wanted this since like, the first time I saw you. For you to take me back to your room. To…” Her eyes flit down to Maggie’s lips.

“To kiss you.”

Maggie gulps and slips away from her, taking care to keep her hands on Alex’s arms to help her stabilize.

“Go pee.”


“You’re this drunk? You for sure need to pee. Bathroom’s right there. Can you make it on your own?”

Alex nods with tears in her eyes, and Maggie hates herself a little bit, but she’d hate herself a lot more if she let this conversation continue.

The bathroom door shuts and the water flushes and the sink runs for a long, long, long moment.

When Alex stumbles out, it’s with confusion and the shadows of hurt in her eyes.

“Did I do something wrong? I don’t have to stay here, you didn’t have to – I just thought – you ran to… to rescue me, and you gave me water, and you took me home, and I thought that meant you like me as much as I like you, and I –

"Alex. Alex, Alex, look… We can talk about all this when you’re sober. If you still want to talk about it. I promise. But right now? Right now, we can talk biology. Or astrophysics, or about the dessication and revival of tardigrades, whatever you want. Just not us. Not now. And certainly no kissing. Okay?”

Alex slumps down onto Maggie’s bed without asking, and Maggie just grins and kneels to help take Alex’s boots off.

“Why not?”

“Because you’re drunk, Danvers,” Maggie giggles like it’s the most obvious thing in the world.

“It’s never mattered to any guy,” Alex almost whispers, and Maggie stiffens, and her nostrils flare, and her eyes are more serious, more full of rage, than Alex has ever seen them.

“Well, it matters to me. Okay? Come on.”

She helps Alex swing her legs up onto the bed, holds her up to take in one more glass of water, hastily poured, and she kicks off her flip flops and grabs a pillow from the other side of her bed.

“You’re not gonna come to bed?”

“The floor’s perfectly fine for me, Danvers.”

“But – ”

“When you’re sober. If you still want to. I promise, Alex. Okay?”

“You promise?”

“Yeah, Danvers. Yeah. I promise.”

But Alex is asleep, a small smile on her face, before Maggie even finishes her promise. Her promise to her best friend’s big sister, who she’s been trying to gather the courage to ask out for months now.

She snuggles down onto the floor and – eventually – falls asleep with a smile on her own face, too.

Dean’s Ring

Do you remember when Dean wore that ring on his finger in almost every episode of every season?

But down below it’s missing…………… Where did it go?……………….?

I think I know where……….? Tada. On Castiel’s finger. Ha ha

Because a mix tape is nothing but a meeting of the minds between two best friends whom one of which is a two thousand year old Angel of the Lord.

A ring transcends words into actions and lets the receiver know  “Hey, I want your love because even if I can’t say it, I feel it and plan on showing it.”

I can actually picture Castiel receiving this ring and thinking it over for a long period of time and then finally saying…………. “I dragged you out of hell. I can make your life an even bigger one if you go near another waitress again.” lol

Wind Blade - Lord of the Rings

Hey sweetie, I was wondering if you could please write an Aragorn x reader request where you are one of the Dunedain although Aragorn has never met you before, he has heard about all your feats and you are apart of the Fellowship and he is intrigued by how you fight and conduct yourself, you are snarky but a good hunter etc. Maybe you show him how well you fight when you get overrun by the Uruk-hai? Thank you :)

AN: I apologize if this isn’t exactly what you wanted. But this is where my mind took me.

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He flies over the mountains, through the accursed Pass and down the other side. He rides without sleeping, without stopping, without failing, because what lies ahead is far better than the horror he left behind him. His mare carries him across the grasslands and into the silver-barked trees, doing so willingly even if it kills her.

If she doesn’t, it will kill him.

The border guards don’t see him coming, and in fact he’s nearly shot dead by one overzealous youth before he’s recognized. It’s a tired aide who escorts him, not noticing how his hands are trembling, or how his feet nearly slip on the steps to the Lord and Lady’s private talan

Bleary-eyed, they are pulled from sleep and Lórien’s realm by his presence, and not even she who bears the sister to his ring had felt him come. Eyes search him, lips form questions as yet unanswered. He steps forward, and offers his hand.

Fingers uncurl to reveal a brooch, white gems set in silver, the gift from a father to a daughter upon her marriage, now bloodstained and broken. He meets their gaze, and suddenly feels very young and very frightened as he speaks. His voice quavers and nearly breaks.

“I come on behalf of one whom I love.”


Let’s talk for a second about this magnificent couple because, for the love of god, the way how Carter Bays and Craig Thomas treated Swarkles and their shippers is insulting. I mean… they basically fooled the world making us believe they were endgame. And now we have to believe that was all a joke? Hell no.

01x06. Slutty Pumpkin’ - This is what Ted told Robin “ one day you’re gonna meet a guy who’s gonna make you want to look like a complete idiot”.


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01X14. Zip, Zip, Zip - I dare anyone to watch this episode and not thinking “ wow, they’re awesome together ”. This episode is the Swarkles manifesto. It’s everything that makes them them.

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Can you imagine Robin smoking cigars and play laser tag with Ted? Oh, wait, she’s not that person anymore. She’s a needy stepmother now. 

02x16. Stuff - So, Robin had to getting rid off their dogs because Ted saw in them her ex-boyfriends. What a mature behiavor, right? But he stole a smurf penis for her, so.. everything is legit and now I wonder if he’s gonna do the same in 2030, since she has her dogs again. The point is, who went with her to take the dogs to her aunt’s farm? Ted? No. Barney. ( rewatch the 08x05 episode). Barney who surprised her with PUPPIES when they got back together.

02x18. Moving Day - Are we really going to assume that Ted and Robin are meant to be when they weren’t even capable of living together? Are we really going to believe that? Yeah, of course. 

04x14. The Possimpible - Barney finished her video-resume and got her a job. She didn’t get deported in Canada thanks to him.

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But yeah, Barney has never done loving things for her…

04x20. Mosbius Designs - This is what Marshall told Barney about him and Robin: “ actually we both think (he and Lily) that you’re kinda perfect for each other ”.

This is what Robin said at the end of the episode:  “I used to describe my ideal guy as funny, smart, passionate, challenging.“ 

And now tell me that is not the description of Barney.

05x17. Of Course - Robin didn’t want to date anyone after her break-up with Barney. Which says a lot, because we all remember how, after her break-up with Ted, she got together with Gail? Kyle? Oh, right, GAEL. And how she accepted to date Don only when Barney told her ” you’re not just another number to me “ (how funny, tho, he has a daughter and her mom is, in fact, a number) and promised her that he wouldn’t have slept with Anita. In fact, the Superdate he organized, became a gift for Robin and Don.

But yeah, Barney has never done loving things for her. The return.

05x24. Doppelgangers - Robin got an important job offer in Chicago while she was dating Don. Love vs Career all over again. But what did she choose? She chose love. SHE FREAKING CHOSE LOVE. She chose a man who she was dating from less then a year. And now we are gonna believe that she didn’t fight and didn’t try to save her MARRIAGE? ARE YOU SERIOUS?

06x01. Big Days - Robin was still mourning over her break-up with Don and she, well.. she was a complete mess. And Barney teased her, saying that she used to be hot but not anymore. And Robin, hit in her pride, sundressed up. 

So we can easily say Barney helped her to move on. BUT HE HAS NEVER DONE LOVING THINGS FOR HER.

06x04. Subway Wars - Robin was depressed and sad because her life is a complete disaster. She wanted to win the race and guess what? Barney let her win.

Of course, now you know I have to say that HE HAS NEVER DONE LOVING THINGS FOR HER.

06x06. Baby Talk - Ted accused Robin of being an independent woman. He wanted a woman who NEEDED him. And Robin wasn’t exactly that. His words hurt her and when she got at Barney’s, he told her the opposite:

” you’re the least needy woman I’ve ever met. That’s awesome.  mean, no guy’s gonna say, “Who’s your daddy?” to Robin Scherbatsky.  You’re your own daddy. And mommy.  And weird survivalist uncle who lives in a cabin with a shotgun blaming stuff on the government. And that is what makes you the most amazing, strong and independent woman I’ve ever banged “.

And with who she did end up with? With the man who wanted her to be something she never was.

06x08. Natural History - Like Zip, Zip, Zip, this is a simply, amazing proof of how much these two have fun together and how much PERFECT they are as couple.

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06x21. Hopeless - Barney: ” Robin, you’re dating Ted “.

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Yeah, she’s so in love with him. And Barney’s answer to that? " My dad will be all, why don’t you marry Robin? You guys were cute together. Deep down you know you were never happier than when you were with her ”.

06x24. Challenge Accepted - Robin’s face when she realized that he was losing Barney because of Nora.

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Or maybe she was thinking “ damn, I want my blue french horn back ”.

07x01. The Best Man - This need explanations?

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Lily : “ you and Barney have the kind of chemistry that… just doesn’t go away ”. A great concept that got destroyed in 40 minutes during the Finale when they acted like two strangers. Oh yeah.

Robin: “ I know we didn’t work out the first time and I know it doesn’t make any sense but I can’t shake the feeling that we belong together”. Apparently she shook that feeling as soon as she divorced.

07x09. Disaster Averted - I can’t type anything meaningful because now I just wanna cry.


07x11. Tick, Tick, Tick - Barney saw Robin while this speech:

“When you meet the right person, you know it. You can’t stop thinking about them. They are your best friend, and your soulmate. You can’t wait to spend the rest of your life with them. No one and nothing else can compare”.

No one, except for the Wi-Fi.

07x12. Symphony Of Illumination - Robin didn’t want to have kids. Robin didn’t need to have kids to be happy. And the only time she imagined a future involving children… it was a future with Barney. (Look at these beautiful pieces of applepie).

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And of course, how did she end up? Raising another man’s kids. Okay.

07x17. No Pressure - They freaking gave the chance to T/R to get back together. AND THEY DIDN’T. And you know why?

So this is not gonna happen, is it? ”

“ Sorry ”.

“ It’s because of Barney ”.

BUT HEY, in 2030 it is gonna happen because… um… well… oh yes, they’re both alone and miserable. Perfect love story.

08x01. Farhampton - Barney kept all the stuff that reminded him of his relationship with Robin, who cried when she opened that box.

Lebenslangerschicksalsschatz, REMEMBER? Yes? Well, it was just bullshit. Have a good day.

08x06. Splitsville - So now it’s normal that a person who said this:

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suddenly was okay with losing the love of his life and getting back to chase women. Goodbye, character development. Goodbye, coherence.

08x12. The Final Page part 2 - Robin went to damn roof. ROBIN WENT THERE BECAUSE SHE WANTED TO BE WITH BARNEY. He proposed and she said YES. Remember when Kevin proposed? She doubted. Remember when she thought Ted was proposing? She said “ nononononononononononono, Ted you can’t do this to me, no no !”.


08x13. Band or Dj - For the first time, Robin’s dad apologized to her. And that thanks to Barney.

“ Barney made it happen. He must really love me ”.


08x14. Ring Up - The true power of the ring, when that special person to you looks brighter than anyone else. 

“ Robin realized the true power of the ring ”

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08x19. The Fortress - Funny quote from Robin: “ Relationships are about trust and compromise ”. Yet she forgot what compromise is, because with a right compromise, her marriage would have worked.

But hey, Barney in this episode was willing in giving in his apartment to find a new one with Robin. AND HE DIDN’T WANT TO BE ALONE AGAIN. Ha! Irony. But Robin refused it, because “ if I ask you to change too many things about yourself, you’re not gonna be the man I fell in love with ”.

09x01. The Locket - Barney: “ our wedding is gonna be legendary ”. Robin: “ no wait for it? " Barney: ” I’ve got you. I don’t have to wait for it anymore “.

09x02. Coming Back - Barney: ” I don’t need them to make me believe in true love. I’ve got you for that, now “ .


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09x08. The Lighthouse - ” Mom, I’m not marrying some future possibility of starting a family. I’m marrying a girl - who means more to me than kids. OR MY CAREER “.

But who apparently means less than WI-FI, right Carter and Craig? And guess what, he redeemed himself ‘cause of a kid. The only thing Robin couldn’t give him. Ha ha. Let’s all laugh. 

09x09. Platonish - Tracy: ” Do you wanna keep playing or do you wanna win? “ Barney : ” I wanna win “.


09x12. The Rehearsal Dinner - This was my favourite episode ever. Robin wanted to get married in Canada but it wasn’t possible. So Barney organized that BEAUTIFUL, TOUCHING surprise canadian rehearsal dinner. 

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Excuse me while I’m in the verge of tears.

Okay, I’m fine. (No I’m not).

09x15. Unpause - " I love Robin more than I’ve ever loved anyone, and I’m going to do everything I can to make her happy. For a long time, deep down, I felt sort of.. broken? But I don’t feel that way, anymore. Robin has made me 100% awesome ”. 


Oh, friendly reminder he’s now broken again. You’re welcome.

09x22. The End Of The Aisle - They got married. Carter and Craig planned a T/R endgame from the beginning and still they made Swarkles get married. And we all believed in their love. BECAUSE THEIR FACES. THEY LOVED EACH OTHER. TELL ME WHEN ROBIN LOOKED AT TED IN THE SAME WAY SHE LOOKED AT BARNEY.

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So, now, Carter and Craig, we should forget all of this? We should forget all this fairytale and accept that they wouldn’t have worked together? That Robin never loved Barney as much as she loved Ted? That only a child would have made Barney change? NEVER. THIS was the real couple the show.  Two people who had a difficult childhood, two people who grew up and fell in love and change for the better. Two people who supported, loved each other for who they really were. THIS IS WHAT IS TRUE TO LIFE. Not a widower who kept chasing after his ex-girlfriend holding a stupid french horn since ever. Not a woman who was always proud of her independence and her dreams who suddenly found herself alone and desperate. Not a man who couldn’t change for the woman he always loved. 

I was just doodling some FAHC and this happened ??? I didn’t even finish and idek honestly.

anonymous asked:

First i'm gonna say-- I really love your writing, fluff, comedy and angst alike. Second, could i please request Henry x Fem!Robin, where Henry drives away someone trying to score with his crush/spouse?

It was a pattern; Whenever you walked into town, despite Henry being by your side, holding your hand, or even having his arm around your waist, some gross man was eying you up. Others went so far as to flirt with you, right there!

It was driving the dark mage batty.

You specifically told him not to hex anyone or curse them, when he brought the matter up. Despite trying to convince you otherwise, you were firm. There would be no death-bringing upon nasty men, no matter how bad it was.

But that’s where he found the loophole.

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Dersha Drabble: Who the hell is Mandy?

Drabble #7. Season 3. Episode 10. Who the hell is Mandy?

Here’s my take on how the Mandy situation will pan out in the finale. I incorporated @southernbell-11-2016 idea into this too. Enjoy.

The mood of the entire Devils Nation was pretty somber. A week ago, they had lost a very special person that could never be replaced. Raquel’s spirit would live on in each one of them forever. Even after a week, the loss of their dear friend still hadn’t sunk in all the way.  At times, Ahsha found herself going through the motions without thinking. Her mind was stuck on her friend; a friend Ahsha didn’t get to spend a long time with but the impact left on her life would forever change her.

Everyone had that rock they could lean on during the tough times. Derek happened to be Ahsha’s rock when she had her moments. He had been nothing but supportive and Ahsha would be forever grateful for it.

“I’m going to help Kyle pack up Raquel’s things later on,” Ahsha said, curling a piece of her hair. Derek had just stepped out of the shower and was drying himself off. Neither one of them realized how domestic they had become.

“Oh okay. Cool. I had some business to handle anyway,” Derek replied.

“Something wrong,” Ahsha questioned, noticing the odd tone in Derek’s voice. He sounded nervous or worried.

“Huh…no, everything is fine. I just have to get this handled before the end of the day. Everything’s good, babe,” Derek answered, wrapping his arms around Ahsha’s waist.

“Hmm,” she hummed, not buying his story at all. Resting against his naked body, she closed her eyes.  His phone ringing from the counter interrupted their intimate moment.

Derek simply glanced over at the blinking screen and pressed ignore. Ahsha had caught the name ‘Mandy’ flashing across the screen before he quickly ended the call. “Who was that,” Ahsha asked, trying her best not to sound like she was accusing him of anything.

“Oh nobody important. Just someone that works for my lawyer,” he said, turning his back to continue drying his wet skin.

“Shouldn’t you answer that then,” Ahsha questioned, raising a brow, though Derek wasn’t looking at her.  

“Nah, she didn’t want anything. I’ll call them back later on today.”

Ahsha couldn’t help the irritation building up inside of her. The last time a woman had popped up, Derek admitted later on that he used to sleep with her. Hopefully that wasn’t the case this time around but Ahsha’s eyes were wide open.


Once Ahsha left the mansion to head over to Kyle’s, Derek called Mandy back. They had a few last minute things to talk about before the big night. He hated lying to Ahsha but this secret could not be ruined since it was the biggest one yet.

After talking with Mandy, Derek decided to get advice from his best friend. What he was about to do was something Derek Roman had ever thought of doing in his life. Maybe the right girl hadn’t come along until Ahsha stepped into his life. Terrence was more than happy to meet with his friend since they barely had time to catch up outside of practice or games. They decided to meet at the arena to shoot a few hoops and catch up on life.

“Hey D,” Terrence greeted as he stepped foot on the court. Derek had arrived early and was already shooting baskets. His nerves were all over the place and he couldn’t just sit around the mansion all day and let them eat at him.

“Hey man,” Derek replied, giving his best friend the bro clasp and hug. “Thanks for coming out. I know you’re busy helping Jelena plan the wedding and all.”

“Ha! I’m leaving that mess to her. If it were up to me, you know I would get married on the beach and be done. You know how women can be. ‘I want the biggest wedding of them all. Blah, blah, blah,’” Terrence mocked in a high voice.

“Tell me about it,” Derek laughed, tossing the basketball in Terrence’s direction. “Speaking of weddings…”

Right away, Terrence read his teammate’s facial expression. “Wait a minute…I know I’m not witnessing what I think I am.”

Derek’s silence answered Terrence’s question.

“You’re for real about this,” Terrence exclaimed, barely able to form words. He couldn’t believe his ears and figured Derek was joking around. This was the same guy who had three girls in his bed at a time. Derek was the guy who vowed to never catch feelings for any woman because he loved the bachelor life. Even when Derek met Ahsha, Terrence assumed his friend was just using a fresh piece of meat to satisfy his player appetite. Seeing his friend become a better man before his eyes was a testament to how great a woman Ahsha was. Though they had barely said a word to each other, Terrence knew Ahsha was a good woman and loved Derek.

“These past few weeks have really put things into perspective for me, man. Between this crap with German and Raquel passing away…life’s too short and I’m ready for this,” Derek stated. “She’s the one.”

Terrence was clearly taken aback. “Wow! Is this really the Derek Roman I’ve known all these years,” Terrence smirked, clasping Derek’s shoulder. “Well if that’s what you’re feeling go for it. No use in waiting if you really think this is the woman you want to spend the rest of your life with.”

Derek nodded as a smile crossed his face. “I need your help though. This whole ring business has me a little caught up. Mandy, my jeweler, has two rings ready but I can’t decide which one to get.”

Terrence leaned in as Derek showed him two pictures on his cellphone. “Damn, those are some big rocks! I would go with this one though.”

“That’s what I was thinking. Ahsha isn’t into flashy jewelry but I’m wanting to get her a good size ring,” Derek added. “I’ll let Mandy know then.”

“I still can’t believe what I’m hearing.  My best friend is really about to propose. Hell is truly freezing over,” Terrence laughed. “Congrats bro!”

“Hey, she has to say yes first,” came Derek’s reply.

“Which she will! There’s no doubt in my mind.”

Derek hoped Terrence was right because he was nervous as hell.


Later that night at the game, Ahsha approached Derek, clearly bothered by something. He assumed she was still upset about him not answering his phone earlier and had gotten suspicious. It was really hard to keep a secret from Ahsha because she was constantly digging for information if she felt like she was being lied to.

With hand on hip, Ahsha narrowed her eyes and spat, “Who the hell is Mandy?”

Derek’s heart stopped. Mandy had met with him at the arena earlier and probably ran into Ahsha on her way out. He had told Mandy to remain incognito, but she was super excited about a possible engagement and couldn’t wait to meet the lucky lady. “Mandy?”

The infamous Hayes head tilt appeared as Ahsha spoke again. “Yes, Mandy. She approached me outside of the arena today talking about you. Who is she? Another groupie? Is this one Mandy with an “i” or silent “y”?”

Clearly, Ahsha was pissed off. She wasn’t in the mood for any more secrets and thought they had put everything out on the table. Now with this strange woman approaching her about Derek, Ahsha felt betrayed. “Ahsha….”

“Tell me right now, is this another groupie,” Ahsha questioned, her patience running thin. The last time a woman had approached Ahsha outside of the arena, it was one of Derek’s old groupies. Mandy didn’t look like the typical groupie but that didn’t make Ahsha feel any better. Groupies came in many shapes and sizes these days.

“No, she’s not,” Derek replied.

“Then who is she,” Ahsha continued, still digging for answers. She refused to let Derek off the hook until he told her something about this Mandy chick.

“I can’t tell you that right now. But she’s not who you think she is. I’ve already been up front with you about my past and she’s not in it. Trust me,” Derek explained, trying to keep his plan under wraps. His girlfriend wasn’t making it easy with her questions and womanly intuition.


“Baby, she’s no one. I need to get back there to warm-up. We’ll talk after the game,” he urged, leaning in to kiss Ahsha’s lips. Still not satisfied with his answer, Ahsha moved her head causing Derek’s lips to land on her cheek instead.

He hated leaving her thinking that he was being unfaithful but hopefully later on that night it would be worth it.


Everyone was in on Derek’s secret minus Ahsha. Kyle had talked with her friend earlier about Derek’s odd behavior and it took everything out of her not to laugh in Ahsha’s face. Derek had let Kyle know a week ago that he planned on proposing to Ahsha. After everything that had happened in the last few weeks, he didn’t want to have any more regrets. The speech about building a kingdom wasn’t a gimmick. No woman had touched Derek the way Ahsha had touched him and made him want to be a better man. There was absolutely no one who walked into his life and made him feel like Ahsha did. She was a special girl and couldn’t imagine spending his life with anyone else. This was the woman he wanted to be the mother of his children. Ahsha Hayes was the queen of his kingdom and he wanted her forever.

Kyle’s job was to get Ahsha dressed and send her to meet Derek at the overlook. Then Kyle was to go wait for them at Sloane and Pete’s. With Mandy’s help, Derek had the overlook decorated with white rose petals and bulb lights that hung from the trees. When Ahsha pulled up, her bright eyes widened as she closed her car door. The last time another woman came up, he made a similar gesture. Was this his way of softening the blow again?

“What’s all this,” Ahsha began.

Derek couldn’t help the grin that threatened to form on his lips. He could already tell Ahsha was beyond frustrated with him.

“You know what, you aren’t going to get me this time. I’m not about to play your game, Derek. Are you doing all this to soften the blow again? Is Mandy a baby mama, a wife, an ex-girlfriend trying to make her way back into your life,” Ahsha rambled, now with her back to Derek. He took the opportunity to get down on one knee. “You said we would be honest with ea-“ Ahsha’s rant was cut short once she saw Derek down on one knee with the biggest smile on his face. “Derek?”

“You know I hate keeping secrets from you but this one was worth it. Mandy isn’t any of those things, she’s actually my jeweler. The jeweler that helped me pick out your ring,” Derek explained as tears formed in Ahsha’s eyes.

“Derek,” she whispered again, tears beginning to roll down her cheeks.

“Ahsha, these last few weeks have changed all of our lives and it’s put things into perspective for me. You have forever changed my life, made me a better man and I know I want forever with you. You’re the woman I want to build my kingdom with.  You’re who I want to be the mother of my children. I want to spend the rest of my life with you and I can’t imagine doing that with anyone else. Ahsha Hayes, will you marry me?”

Ahsha was so overcome with emotion that she could barely speak. “Y-y-yes. Yes!”

The weight that had been sitting on Derek’s shoulders all day had finally been lifted. Grabbing Ahsha’s left hand, he slid the 18k rock onto her ring finger. Derek stood to his feet and cupped Ahsha’s face, placing a tender kiss on her lips.

“I love you,” Ahsha whispered into his lips, still choked up and in shock.

“And I love you,” Derek replied, pulling back to get a good look at his future wife. The moment was surreal for the both of them. “I better get you home so we can celebrate.”

“Orrrrr, we can celebrate here. For old time’s sake,” she purred, running her index finger down his chest.

Liking the sound of that, Derek lifted Ahsha off her feet and wrapped her legs around his waist. “Whatever you say Mrs. Roman.”

“Ohhh, I like the sound of that. Say it again,” Ahsha hummed as Derek walked them over to his black Ferrari.

“Mrs. Roman,” he muttered, kissing her lips and gently placing her on the hood of his car.

It was the start of a very long night of celebration.

Thank you for reading! I hope you all enjoyed!


De La Soul - Ring Ring Ring (Ha Ha Hey)

Party Line Mix

012: You lose your engagement ring

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Thanks for the idea, anon.

I hope you enjoy this preference :) All five boys included as always!

I wrote this while listening to MITAM. I love History, Walking in the Wind and Wolves so much right now! What are your favourites?
Would you like preferences based on the songs when I have finished the requests on my to do list?

There are some swear (curse) words in Niall, Liam and Zayn’s preferences.

It didn’t take long before you noticed that your ring was missing, although you didn’t notice it straight away either. Suddenly, something just didn’t feel quite right and you knew deep down that something must be lost. You looked down at your hands, not because you were hoping to find the answer there but because you weren’t quite sure where else to look, and that’s when you noticed it had gone.

Panic washed over you like a tidal wave, drenching you in fear. You looked around quickly, kneeling to the ground and running your hands all over the floor, desperately hoping that it had only just slipped off.

The ring had only been on your finger for a week, and you still weren’t entirely used to it being there, you guessed that was why its disappearing act had managed to go unnoticed. Your heart pounded as you frantically searched for the ring.

“Love, are you okay?” You hear Harry’s voice from behind you and you stand up quickly, unsure as to what to do.

“Yeah, I’m totally fine.” You say, not wanting Harry to be upset that you had misplaced your ring.

“Are you sure? Were you looking for something? I can help.” He offers sweetly and you now feel even more guilty that you have lost the ring. You fight back tears as they threaten to fall and turn to look away from him so that he won’t see you upset. “Hey, what’s the matter darling?” He asks calmly and you curse his ability to read you like a book.

“It’s my engagement ring.” You whisper, on the verge of crying. “I’ve lost it.” You manage to say before the tears splash down your cheeks. Harry doesn’t hesitate in pulling you towards him and into a close embrace.

“Try not to get too upset, Y/N. I’m sure it will turn up. Where did you last have it?” He asks you, rubbing your back soothingly.

“I.. I don’t know.” You murmur, feeling even worse that you can’t even remember where you last had it.

“Well, lets retrace your steps today and see if we can find it.” Harry suggests, pecking the top of your head gently.

You agree and the two of you start to search the house in the reverse order of your morning routine.

“Before I got in the shower, I took off my nightie and put it in the washing basket.” You say, as the two of you finish searching the bathroom.

You and Harry head towards your bedroom and you start to search the ground beside your bed whilst he looks in the washing basket. You search for quite awhile, hoping desperately to find the ring when suddenly Harry clears his throat from behind you.

You turn your head around quickly to look at him, only to find him down on one knee in front of you. You look at him a little confused when from behind his back he reveals his hand, holding your engagement ring in front of himself, a wide grin on his face. You let out a small gasp, so happy to see it again.

“Y/N, will you do me the honour of marrying me?” He asks you, suddenly looking quite serious.

“Hmmm.” You say, pretending to think about it. “Of course I will, you dork!” You grin at him, before holding out your hand for him to slide the ring on, again. You look down at your ring and then kiss Harry on the lips as he stands up. “I’m so glad you found it. I’m going to be so careful with it.” You promise.

“Good.” Harry smirks, pecking your lips. “Because I love seeing that on your finger and knowing that you’re going to be my wife.” Harry grins, proudly.

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anonymous asked:

OK first I love the new look of the blog it's amazing! And second i have three questions: Who is your favourite dwarf and why? Do you have the extended edition? Which do you perfer: Lord of the Ring or The Hobbit? Thanks so much for answers i have the blog in my favourites i look at pictures everyday and thanks a lot for posting something every day! Much looooove,Lea :)

Hey Lea! Let’s see if I can answer your questions!

  1. My favorite Dwarf HAS to be Thorin because I absolutely ADORE how Richard Armitage has been playing him. 
  2. I have the Extended Edition of The Hobbit: AUJ, most definitely, and I have all the DVD’s of the LOTR Trilogy as well. (Still working on getting the EE’s of the LOTR Trilogy!)
  3. I don’t prefer Lord of the Rings Rings over the Hobbit or vice verse because I just like to view all 6 movies as one whole Trilogy, as it was meant to be!

Hope that helps! Thank you so much! [x]