rivers nose

A Blue CatAstrophe!

Lance isn’t missing, he’s right there. It was an accident, how he’d ended up ‘missing’, but Blue said that there should be some cure for this. He wished he was human again, so he could comfort his team with the knowledge that he wasn’t dead. But no, he’s a cat, and the only way to make sure they smile is to knock all the pens to the ground, chase some string, and occasionally wake up his crush and idol up from a nightmare and almost get smacked across the room by accident. Well, okay, that last one had to be mended since he was apparently a good stress reliever if you ran your hands down his back… too bad it wouldn’t happen if he was a human. So, for now, he’ll deal with being a brown and darker brown swirled tabby kitten for just a little bit longer. Purrrrrrrr…..

A Cat Au, where Lance becomes a cat and hell ensues.

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anonymous asked:

Could you write a jealous!Betty fic where Jughead befriends a tough girl who's basically the girl version of him at south side high so Betty feels insecure and tries to be more like the girl (short skirts, dark makeup, messy hair,etc.)? Thank you!!!

She was tucked into their normal booth at pops, sandwiched between Kevin and Veronica as she stared longingly at her boyfriend a few booths away, he was laughing and his arm was slung lazily over River Lewis. The one girl in the entire town who was sure to make Betty dig her nails into her palms and tighten her ponytail.

River was one of Jugheads new friends from the Southside, she was moody and sexy and she was everything Betty wished she could be, the girl had made it very clear she wasn’t interested in being Betty’s friend and seemed to be monopolizing all of Jugheads time as of lately. Of course Betty was happy he was making friends and it made her heart lighter to see him laughing and enjoying himself, but the tug in her heart was inevitable when he chose to sit with his new friends instead of her, the way he leaned into River would have any girlfriend feeling a little sick.

“She’s nothing compared to you B, she’s nasty and she’s a brat.” Veronica spoke quietly into her ear as she squeezed her shoulder. Betty looked up gratefully and sighed

“I just feel like he keeps pulling away.. like I’m not enough anymore. Like.. maybe this isn’t what he wants.” She gestured to her cheerleading uniform and dropped her head to Kevin’s shoulder, sighing miserably.

Kevin and Veronica shared a glance over their forlorn best friends head

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Kevin asked with a wicked smile

Veronica nodded and smirked
“You’re the one that I want Grease Makeover?” She asked.

Kevin nodded
“Bingo.”

Betty looked up a confused look in her eyes as he friends dragged her out of the booth
“What?” She asked, daring a glance in Jugheads direction, he was staring at her,a curious look in his eyes as he moved to stand, River slapped a hand to his thigh dragging him back down.

Something hardened in Betty’s eyes before she turned away from the scene, smiling at her friends
“What are we waiting for?”

The next day at school went by excruciatingly slow, she had been assured by Archie that Jughead would be at Pops today and part two of her plan would come into play. Part one had been ignoring all of his text messages and having Alice send him away when he came to her door last night. Veronica had held her hand as her boyfriend begged her mother to let him speak to her.

“He’s been taking advantage of you B, you need to show him what he’s going to lose if he doesn’t fix this.”

She stood outside Pops, her fingers shaking as Veronica ran the lipgloss over her already fairly glossy lips.

“Alright Sandra dee. I think we’re ready, how do you feel?” Veronica asked.

Betty took a deep breath

“I’m ready.” She smiled taking one final glance at the reflection in Veronica’s car, she didn’t even recognize herself.

Betty had on a short, tight leather skirt and loose white crop top that perfectly showed her toned stomach and tan skin. Her feet were tucked into tall wedges and her long blonde hair was left loose and messy, looking perfectly wind blown. Her bright green eyes looked even brighter under the dark black eyeliner and heavy mascara, her perfect heart shaped lips were cherry red and she smacked the gum between her lips.

“A masterpiece, if I wasn’t gay..” Kevin trailed off causing Betty to giggle and straighten her shoulders.

“Let’s do this.” She slung the old leather jacket she had borrowed from her mother overhear shoulder and followed Veronica into the Diner. The diner went silent as soon as the group stepped foot on the marble floor.

Jughead hopped up when he saw Veronica his eyes instantly looking for Betty, he started walking towards the group but stopped dead when he saw Betty his jaw dropping.

“Betty?” He whispered

At his unfamiliar look Betty instantly felt all of those insecurities build up again, she struggled to keep her arms at her side, her natural instinct to hide in herself was bubbling to the surface, but when a boy in a serpents jacket let out the first low wolf whistle, she let out a relived breath. Suddenly it seemed every member from the Southside was drawn to her and she giggled as they tripped over themselves to get a better look.

Veronica winked and led Betty to a booth, Kevin shaking his fingers in a few boys faces to back them off.

Just as she was about to settle into the booth, she felt a warm hand grip her upper arm, his fingers familiar even under the leather. Looking up she swallowed at the intensity in her boyfriend eyes.

“Can we talk?” He asked quietly, his eyes running over her body as he licked his lips, she turned to go with him but Veronica kicked her under the table and Kevin shook his head.
Pulling her arm free Betty sat down in the seat

“I’m staying here, we can talk later. I think River is waiting for you.” She nodded her head to the dark haired girl shooting daggers in their direction.

Understanding instantly dawned in Jugheads eyes and he reached a hand out to Betty’s cheek

“Bets..”

She turned her face quickly, blinking away the tears that threatened to fall
“Not now Jughead.” She whispered.

He stared at her completely heartbroken

“Elizabeth Cooper right?” Jughead whipped around to see Noah, a prominent member of the serpents, leaning casually against Betty’s booth

“That’s my name” she smiled at the boy and jughead stumbled back.

“I dig your look.” He said dropping down into the empty space Jughead had just left.

Oh absolutely not.

Jughead straightened his Serpent jacket and reached for Betty’s hand, pulling her out of the booth and towards the door, as she stomped indignantly.

“Jughead Jones! Let me go!” He swung her around as soon as they hit outside.

His lips attacked her as she gasped, her fingers instinctively digging into his dark waves as he ran his hands over the bare skin of her legs before sliding under her shirt.

She pulled away abruptly

“No!” She said shoving him away and adjusting her top her hands trembling

“Betty?” Jughead asked moving towards her

“No. this isn’t me, if this is what you want… if this is who I have to be to get you to pay me attention… maybe I’m not the right girl for you.” Her eyes filled with tears and he shook his head frantically

“No! I love you. I love you, I love who you are. You never have to change for me. I cannot lose you. You look amazing but you’re right this isn’t you.” His hands tugged on the short skirt as he trailed his fingers over her thighs, his breathe close to her face.

“But.. River.. ” she whispered, her nose touching his as he nuzzled it gently

“She’s funny and she reminds me of me, but she’s no Betty Cooper, I’m so sorry I made you feel like you had to be something else, I would never want that. I love you for who you are, I know I’ve been an awful boyfriend, it’s this whole balancing act. Consider me properly aware, I’m not letting you out of my sight.. especially dressed like this.” His eyes hungrily scanned her face as he dropped a kiss to her lips.

Betty giggled, dropping her forehead to his
“I want you to spend time with your friends, but.. maybe spend some time with me too okay?” She smiled

He nodded aggressively
“You can count on it.”

Betty grabbed his hand and headed into Pops
“Okay let’s go show them who your girlfriend really is.” She beamed as Jughead laughed tightening an arm around her waist

“It’s a damn honor”

Run the palm of your hand over her stretch marks, like rivers painted on the back of her legs, and on her thighs.

Count all of her freckles, like all the stars in a galaxy.

Press your lips to her bruises, blue, yellow, purple, and imagine the clouds wrapping up for the day, a symphony of warm colors.

Burrow your nose into the hollow of her collarbone. Run your fingers down her arms, and feel her goosebumps, like raindrops on your windowpane, but just a light drizzle on a warm summer night.

Remember that her imperfections are what make her so beautiful.

these pictures PROVE that when Michael said he only altered his nose twice, he only altered his nose twice.

MJ sure as hell is not the only celebrity to have had cosmetic surgery.

here are a few examples of celebrities who’ve had.. quite a few elective surgeries 

1- Lil’ Kim

2- Wayne Newton

3- Joan Rivers

4- Igor and Grichka Bogdanoff

5- Courtney Love

6- Carrot Top

as an avid moonwalker, I must be honest with myself and admit that Michael had work done. He confessed to having his nose altered twice and having a cleft put in. Minimal alterations, compared to the group of men and women above. A lot of MJ’s appearance change was due to his rapid weight loss and universal vitiligo, however most people solemn recognize that. 

And (in my opinion) at least he looked good.

(the pictures above also prove that different angles will make one’s nose look different)

I wish people would stop beating a dead horse with MJ’s facial features, he’s been gone 6 (going on 7) years and it is definitely overdone. Please, learn your facts so you don’t make yourself look like an idiot.



-Grayson

OSF AU - All the Little Children (12/?)

There is a bit more if you were wondering. It’ll be up relatively soon, and once everything is assembled, I will post everything on The B-Plot.


Sometimes, they trained.

(Keisuke’s voice would say, “Punch from the hip, everyone!”

Luffy’s would respond in a deafening shout of, “BUT MY PUNCH IS LIKE A PISTOL!”

“I don’t care if it’s a cannon! Learn how to throw one in case you can’t use your powers!” And Gaara never learned exactly how Keisuke expected Luffy to fight without his Gomu Gomu no Mi past that, because Naruto and Ace got into a brawl again.)

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Whine

This started out as a Sunday sprint, and I decided I had to finish it.


The high pitched whine was growing in intensity. No, that wasn’t quite right. It was just getting louder, closer. Kaidan crouched down behind his meager cover and prepared for whatever fresh hell this godforsaken planet had in store. They’d already faced krogans, geth, and some nasty plant/animal hybrids that left a slimy trail everywhere they went, and none of them put him on edge like this. Whatever it was, he had to be ready, and there was nothing he could do but wait.

The noise had an odd rhythm that chewed along his spine, making his skin crawl. It was even worse than the first time he heard the geth’s inhuman clicks and squeals. Or maybe the fact that he was alone had his nerves on edge. He glared at the ancient generator in front of him, silently cursing his fate. It was up and running and the doors were secured, just as Shepard requested before sprinting off with Garrus into the dark depths of the overgrown building. The very dark depths that were now filled with that horrifying whine. They’d been gone too long. Faint blue wisps danced along his body, his barrier springing to life in preparation for whatever was approaching from around the corner. Whatever was behind that noise, it was going to have to come through him.

The low hum of biotics filled his mind, momentarily drowning out the whine. Kaidan knew that hum anywhere.

“Don’t shoot, it’s me!” Shepard shouted, although her biotics already gave her away. The whistling whine sang out, growing steadily louder as she sauntered into view. Her confident smile had a wild edge, thanks to the rest of her appearance; green slime glistened along her​ cheek and a deep crimson river flowed from her nose and stained her teeth. She looked like hell, but at least she was in one piece.

“Shepard, what the…” Kaidan let the words drift off. He knew better than to ask at this point. Instead, he shook his head in something between disbelief and resignation and focused on the next big question. “Where’s Garrus?”

“Securing the other doors,” she replied with a shrug. “It may take him a few minutes though. I tried using the controls first and kinda fried them…”

Kaidan walked over to Shepard as she spoke. He couldn’t focus on a single word she said over the horrible whine, the intensity and pitch warbling with every breath she took until it grated along his nerves. “I’m sorry, but I have to fix that,” he interrupted while cupping her face with both hands. His fingers slid over the swollen bridge of her nose with practiced efficiency. It was definitely broken. He frowned as he looked into her rapidly blackening eyes. “This isn’t going to be fun for either one of us.”

“Yeah, I kinda think it’s gonna hurt me a hell of a lot more…” A sharp snap cut her off mid-word.

To her credit, Shepard didn’t scream or cry out. Instead, she froze completely. The heavy silence lasted only a few beats - just until she caught her breath - then a torrent of foul language filled the air.

Kaidan bit his lip as he stepped to the side and applied medi-gel with shaking hands. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to laugh or cry, but he was sure he didn’t want Shepard to see it either way. She had instincts unlike anyone else, and she’d see right through him.

It really did hurt him as much as it hurt her, and in that moment everything was clear, the truth inescapable. He loved her.

Shit.