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Secrets - Jughead x Reader Imagine

anonymous asked:

Can you do an imagine where Jughead loses his laptop and the reader and him split up to find it the reader finds it and finds out he’s been writing about the reader

Originally posted by juptern

I had a lot of fun writing this, hope you enjoy!

warnings: none

The school bell rung at the end of the lesson signalling the long awaited home-time for the students of Riverdale High. Your best friend - and partner in crime, Jughead Jones, was particularly eager to get out of school today so he could work on his novel, which by the way, was highly classified. Nobody, not even you were allowed to peak. 

The two of you walked out of class together as always to head over to Pop’s Diner where he would type away endlessly and you’d occupy yourself with Homework or reading a book - secretly admiring the way Jughead’s concentrating face looked when every so often his brows would furrow in the cutest way when he got stuck. Yes, you were crushing on your best friend. You have been for a while, but you try to ignore it since you know Jughead wouldn’t feel the same.

“(Y/N)!” You were pulled from thought as you walked along side Jughead down the school hallway. “Hmm?” you turned to face your friend as he stopped dead in his tracks, searching through his backpack frantically. “My laptop! It’s gone!” he panicked. “What? Where did you last leave it?” you ask concerned. He looked at you as if he were about to say something snarky but decided against it. “It should be in here! I never leave it anywhere, it’s with me at all times.” Jughead was looking extremely worried now. “What if it’s been stolen? All my work is gone! wha-” You cut him off; “JUG! We’ll find it, okay? I’m sure you just left it lying around somewhere. We’ll split up and look for it. You check your place and Pop’s, and I’ll search the school.” Jughead glanced at me and paused for a second, worry etched on his face. “uhh.. Okay. Yeah, just.. Call me right away if you find it, yeah?” You simply nodded. “Thanks.” He said, and with that the two of you parted.

The first place you thought to check was the school paper room, where you know Jughead has been helping Betty out lately, and not to your surprise, Jughead’s laptop was safely sitting on the desk he’s been working on. You got out your phone to call Jughead but halted when you saw a familiar picture peeking from the half-open screen. It was a picture of you and Jughead when you were little, You both sat hugging each other and grinning widely in Jughead’s tree house. A small smile crept to your lips at the memory, curiosity got the better of you. Was this Jughead’s murder novel? Why was this picture in it? You couldn’t help but to peak. Filled with confusion and guilt, you slowly lift the screen up and scan your eyes across the page. Your heart drops and you feel a tight sensation in your stomach. This looks like some kind of love poem.

A tear escapes your eyes as you read it. Jughead has really put so much emotion into this. You had no idea your best friend felt this way. There was so much passion you didn’t even know Jughead had. He describes the way that he’s addicted to the way he feels when he thinks of you, The feeling of adoration every time he looks into your eyes and the world just stops. “(Y/N!?)” You jump back so fast that you almost fall over. Jughead had remembered where he left the laptop and came as quickly as he could. He stood at the door frame watching you. “What did I ask you about not reading what was on there!?” He snapped. “I’m so sorry Jug, I really am. I just saw that picture and I couldn’t help it. I shouldn’t have. I’m such a terrible human being!” You rushed your words out, distraught. You felt utterly terrible.

You didn’t realise until Jughead ran over and engulfed you in a tight hug that you were crying. Tears streamed down your face, whether it was from the poem or your guilt you couldn’t tell. “Hey, it’s ok.” Jughead shushed you. “It was a stupid mistake. I don’t know how I managed to leave that page open for you to see.” You both pulled back and Jughead went bright red, the realisation that he’s been busted finally hitting him. “uhh.. About that..” He trailed off, rubbing his hand behind his neck awkwardly. You reached up and crashed your lips onto his. He kissed back with almost desperation, a fire in the pit of your stomachs. The kiss died down into a more slow and passionate one until you pulled apart and stared into each others eyes. Jughead’s smile reached his ears. “The poem was beautiful, Jug.” You simply stated and he replied sarcastically of course; “Oh that thing? that was just about Pop’s.” You let out a laugh and lightly smacked his arm. “speaking of Pop’s..” He started, “I’m hungry.” He said “Let’s go eat then, Pendleton” You teased.

Ten (NCT) as Your Boyfriend

Originally posted by nctuhohahyes

Requested By: Anon

A/N: This was fun. Now if you don’t mind, Imma go cry over the fact that he isn’t my boyfriend.

  • “Omaigad”
  • @ him: Stop it
  • @ him: Why are you so cute?
  • @ him: Stop it
  • @ him: Do you honestly think your aegyo would work? // It works. Every damn time.
  • “I’m going to warn you beforehand that if anything scary ever pops up, I will run and leave you behind. Just saying.”
  • He’d constantly tell you stories about Thailand and you’d know that it’s his silent way of saying that he misses home.
  • @ him: How does me being your girlfriend automatically make me obligated to get you a pet rat?
  • He’d be oblivious at times because he’s often in his own world and that would get on your frustrations but it wouldn’t last long because once he understands and realises the situation, he’d sit you down and make you talk it out.
  • “No. I’m not going anywhere. Talk to me.”

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Joker Imagine

Hi! If you have time, could you do a reader x joker where he always flirt and they eventually sleep together, but then the reader discovers she is pregnant? So she tries to escape during the night (because she thinks he will hate her and the baby and will be furious), and when joker notices she’s missing he panics and goes looking for her?Thank you 😊

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Doodle Marathon -Please Remember Step 2

“Wait Patiently”

I have had a few asks and personal messages chasing doodles but all the time I am spending answering those is time I am not spending drawing. I have over 150 doodles backed up, so I really need you all to be patient.

I will let you all know when I have finished drawing all the doodles. If, at that time, you do not see your doodle (and you reblogged before I announce the reblog deadline), then and only then you may chase me. I’m only human, so I may miss one or two by accident so at that time I will appreciate your help.

I’m having fun, I just get a little stressed out by people nagging me. ;__; please be gentle with me.
This Was Worth an Overreaction - RottenSocksandFluff - LazyTown [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

… because Robbie is sick. Very sick. All he knows is that he needs help. If there was any time for Sportacus to wrap him in over-protectiveness, it was now. He desperately needed it.

Sportacus doesn’t disappoint.

Thanks to @neyieagetslazy for the good advice on not pressuring myself into writing if I didn’t feel like it, and to just write if I feel like I can.  And also to @eyeonnah because she was awesome encouragement <3


I have a bad habit of destroying my own creativity otherwise, which is why I decided to take a break in the first place!  So I didn’t do that!

This was too much fun to write.

Sorry Robbie. >3>  But I had to give Sportacus a legitimate reason to be a Sportasmother.

As loyal readers will surely remember, we’ve had a lot of fun with the default replacements already. There was Komei’s hotter cousin, hot Priya Ramaswami, bimbo Kaylyn Spitzig, inappropriate make-up cop, mismatched beard rando and my personal favorite, emo repairman Waylon Fairchild Dementia Way ❤

But sadly, the joke has reached its peak and so it’s time to lay it to rest. Sometimes, no matter our plans, the world just takes over in sudden and unexpected ways. People march. Regimes fall. MCR breaks up. And Goopy shows up looking like this:

……………………..FUCKING BYE.

You truly can’t make shit like this up. This is some cosmically fated, planet alignment crap. The universe, in its infinite wisdom, brought this shirt to my download folder, uniting it with the only man who would ever actually wear it. I just wish one day I can meet a girl as destined to be with me as the Goopster was to be with this default replacement outfit. Inspiring stuff.

I immediately send Komei out to greet Goopy, thinking they’re gonna become besties, since they’re both part of the iconic og townie crew!

-Oh bro, when I heard you got married to a hot legacy chick, I assumed you had gotten in at like generation 8, when the cash has already piled up! But a broke-ass founder? Wtf were you thinking? 

-Ugh please Goopy, some of us want to challenge ourselves instead of picking the easy way out. You of all people should understand that, having the nerve to pick romance with that fucking mug.

-HEY fuck you, you crazy cat bastard, at least I have a real job!

-Oh yea, and what job is that? Scaring birds away from the fields?

-Ugh, Marissa was right, you’re even more of a dick than before!

-Wait, you talked to Marissa? Did she mention me??

-Yea, she said that you wouldn’t bang her for some reason? Wtf is it, some weak-ass sense of loyalty to your wife?

-What??? How dare you imply I have any loyalty to my wife!

Wow, let’s pray that Komei’s reputation survives those slanderous accusations! Stay strong, Komei.

spritespirits  asked:

What if at a certain age half Dragons start to become evil? Like at first it starts off with small things such as making mean faces, but over time they just become full evil. Which is why theyre so feared by mortals, theyre afraid that at any moment half dragons might turn evil. Marco (unaware of this) notices Tom acting up and doesnt think to much about it, until Tom attacks the castel, scaring Marco so much it actually snaps Tom out of his evil daze

Ahhhhhhhh! Omg this was a lot of fun to write and it was a really cute idea! I loved the angst followed by the sweetness of Tom coming to recognize Marco! It was so adorable and so sweet! I loved writing it and I really hope you enjoy the story! Thank you!


“Tom stop! Let it go!” Marco cried. Tom eyes flickered and he let the fox up. The animal whimpered and ran off. Marco walked over to Tom, a bit hesitantly. “I’ve never seen you hunt like that.” Marco pointed out. He reached over and put his hand one the dragon’s shoulder. Tom jumped and growled a bit, but then caught himself.

“S-sorry.” He rubbed his head and stood up. Marco smiled at him and started to walk off home. Tom’s eyes flicked around and he observed every inch of the forest before running after Marco. He caught up to him and the two continued their stroll to Tom’s cave. Tom kept lagging behind and Marco looked behind him, curiously to see the dragon would have stopped to pounce on a leaf or growl at a stick.

“Tom, come on!” Marco called, laughing a little bit. Tom hissed at the leaf he was batting around and took off towards Marco on all fours. “You okay, sweetie?” Marco asked. “You’ve been acting a little rowdy.” He told him. Tom didn’t look like he was paying attention, his eyes kept wandering and his ears would flatten down at any little noise. Marco narrowed his eyes. “Hey Tom?” He reached out to the half dragon, Tom’s pupils shrunk to be little slits and he hissed at Marco violently. Marco gasped and fell back, Tom did as well, clapping a hand over his mouth.

“Marco! I-I’s sorry you just… you scared me.” Tom responded.

“I did?” Marco asked, confused. “Are you sure you’re okay, you’ve been acting strange.” Marco repeated. He moved to get close to the dragon again and Tom backed away.

“No!” He cried. Marco froze. “I-I need to go.” Tom said very quickly. “I-I have some… things I need to take care of I…” Tom felt himself beginning to shake. “I think it’s best you don’t come by for a little while.” He forced out. Marco was about to protest, and ask what was wrong for a third time, but Tom took off before Marco could speak.


“It sounds like he’s going through some sort of molt.” Marco guessed, thinking to himself and reading one of the books he got from the castle library. He flipped through dozens of pages and found one that seemed to be a little help. “Dragons posses evil tendencies, not to be trusted blah, blah, blah,” Marco read. “Tom’s not evil. He just has a feral side, that’s all it is.” Marco insisted to himself. He then stopped when he read the next passage. “These feral instincts and evil behaviour grows and become increasingly difficult to control. A young half dragon, usually by the age of twenty, is expected to snap and become the monster we as a kingdom defend against.” Marco read the author’s words. Tom was nineteen. Was this going to happen to him? Were all his little feral outbursts and episodes going to accumulate to something more?

Marco slammed the book shut and put it away. This kingdom didn’t understand Tom’s species like he did. He knew Tom was good and sweet, he just had a lot of strong instincts that gave him some odd behaviors. Nothing bad! Marco picked his stuff up and got ready to leave the library, he didn’t like what he learned there, and Tom’s earlier behavior scared him. He had those episodes before, but he never hissed at him like that.

Marco walked back to his room when the distress signal went off. A big deep sounding bell on top of the castle. Marco gasped and turned around a few times, trying to find the source of the problem. A few guards ran past him and pushed him aside. “Marco!” One cried. “Get to your room and stay there!” He insisted.

“What’s happening?” Marco asked.

“Dragon attack! A half dragon stormed the court yard! Setting everything to chaos!” He yelled. “We’ll take care of him.” He then assured, putting a hand over the sword that was in his belt. Marco gasped and fell back. He ignored the guard and ran as fast as possible to the courtyard, praying that it wasn’t what he thought it was.

But Marco’s worst fears were confirmed when he got outside and saw Tom on all fours, hissing and growling at soldiers. They all had their weapons drawn. Tom’s eyes were lighting up a dangerous red and he was surrounded by swirling flames. Every time a soldier made a move to fight him he would screech and hit them with a flame, and bear his teeth like he was going to eat them. Marco gasped and ran outside to get closer to the scene.

“Marco! Get inside, this thing is a monster!” One of the soldiers commanded. Marco ignored him, his eyes were drawn to Tom, while he was fighting one guard, another came up behind him and hit him in the back of the head with a club. Tom cried out in pain, and his fire grew bigger, he threw angry looks at the surroundings.

“No please don’t hurt him!” Marco screamed. A few guards looked at him curiously and the commander gave the order. A few more soldiers charged at the dragon and he attacked them all at once, getting them to back off. Marco bit his lip and cried out again. “Please stop! You’re scaring him!” Marco begged.

“What do you know of this monster!?” The commander demanded. “I give the orders! Attack it again men, don’t take it alive!” He screamed. Marco gasped when he saw one of the men raise a pistol. He screamed out and ran to jump in front of the dragon. The man who was about to shoot jerked the gun away so the bullet hit the ground, causing no harm.

“Marco are you insane!? You could have been shot!” One of the soldiers yelled. Marco put his hands up to get them to back away.

“Please! Let me try to get through to him! This isn’t him! He’s suffering!” Marco sobbed, tears streaked down his face. He looked down at Tom who was holding his ground very territorial like. “Tommy, please listen to me, I know you’re there.” Marco begged. “This isn’t you, I know you’re scared too, you don’t know what’s happening to yourself and you can’t control it. But it’s okay, I can help you.” Marco promised, putting his hand out.

This was a bad move. Tom saw the motion as a threat and pounced on the human. He tackled him to the ground and growled at him. Marco’s eyes widened in fear when he saw Tom looking at him with an angry and violent expression. He heard the guards shout something and Tom had smoke coming out of his mouth. More tears began to pool out of Marco’s eyes and he squeezed them shut, bracing himself for the fire the dragon was about to burn him with.

But the burning never came.

Marco opened his eyes and saw Tom looking down at him with wide and shaky eyes. His pupils were no longer those tiny slits and he stared down at Marco. He had a look of pure horror and guilt on his face. “Marco…?” He whispered. “What did I do?”

Marco was about to process this when the guards tackled Tom. The dragon’s eyes lit up again and he began gnawing and biting, trying to get them to let him go. Marco ran over to them.

“Stop!” He shouted again. He yanked the guards off his dragon and pushed them all away. Marco spun to look at Tom again. “Tom! Please, I just saw you, come back.” Marco begged. Tom blinked oddly a few times and moved very slowly and carefully to Marco’s hand. Marco smiled when the dragon pressed his forehead against the palm of Marco’s hand and purred. He stayed there for a while until he opened his eyes, his real eyes. They looked like the real Tom. Not the crazy feral dragon. He looked up at Marco.

“Marco did I…?” Tom didn’t know what to say.

“It doesn’t matter, you have to go now!” Marco whispered urgently. Tom looked around at the kingdom he was in and his eyes widened. He made a move to fly off once he saw the guards approach again. But he looked back at Marco. “I’m fine! It’s all fine now, I’ll tell you everything, but please go! Now!” Marco begged. Tom bit his lip and flew away as fast as he could. The guards reached the spot a minute too late.

“Marco… how did you calm it down? How did you know enough about it to do that?” The commander asked. Marco sighed and watched Tom disappear.

“I read a lot.”

You guys, I tore my MCL almost exactly 2 years ago now and at the time, I stopped lifting and focused on PT and then just haven’t lifted big since. It’s all healed, although it’s healed tight, so I am aware of it when I hike and ski etc. ANYWAY I have started lifting again the last few weeks and I am having so much fun again.

The point: yesterday I deadlifted over 200 pounds for the first time since I tore my MCL. The next thing to conquer (mostly my fears) is my back squat. I need to get back to where I was.

Anyway I’m proud of myself.

ive really had a lot of fun playing dva lately just bc i love using defense matrix to eat enemy ults, especially when i have a mercy im trying to protect

for example a s76 tried to ult while mercy and i were claiming a point so i got up in his face and activated my matrix and kept strafing to keep him from getting around me to get to her and then beat the daylights out of him when his ult was over

and the other instance of the time pharah tried to ult at us so i hit my rocket boosters and flew up at her, absorbing her entire ult (and acquiring a chieve for it) before any of it could hit mercy, a play i imagine involved hana swearing and yelling CANT YOU GUYS’ GAY DRAMA WAIT LIKE AN HOUR

anonymous asked:

Every art you've done is incredibly beautiful! You've got support from this anon in regards to art theft and hopefully it will cease. Don't stop having fun with art and be as creative as you want!

Thank you so much! ;A; Art theft won’t cease over night but I won’t stop talking about it and reporting people, and I hope that over time my actions and that of other artists and our supporters will help more people realize how harmful it is ^ ^;

Let me just say it now: Whatever happens in episode 12, I will treasure these past 11 weeks I have spent in the Yuri on Ice fandom.

All the good memories will definitely stay with me for a long time; all the weekly fangirling/fanboying over the new developments in the show, all the gifs, all the memes, all the jokes and incorrect quotes, all the beautiful fanart, all the interesting meta, all the sweet fanfics, all the translation corrections, all the Kubo-sensei worship, all the positivity, all the appreciation, all the happiness that this anime has given so many people - I will definitely remember it all with a smile for a long time.

Because that’s what anime is all about in the end, isn’t it? Having fun and sharing it with like-minded people. Personally, Yuri on Ice has made me feel things I thought anime couldn’t make me feel anymore, and that’s just one thing from a long list of things I love about it.

As much as I crave a satisfying conclusion, I can say that these past 11 weeks have been the happiest I’ve been in a while, and nothing can change that. Of course I trust the creators to deliver us the amazing content we expect and an epic (history-making, shall I say?) ending, but just in case it falls anything short of that I can honestly say that I’ve already gotten more than I could have ever asked for and I am happy.

So thank you, YOI, however you may end, you’ve positively affected me and my life and at the end of the day, it’s the good things I’ll remember.

So I look forward to episode 12, whatever it may bring.

When you say a fandom is dead, it’s a bit of a blow to people who are still producing and enjoying work for that fandom. You’re basically saying what they’re doing doesn’t matter, doesn’t count, which might discourage them from continuing to participate.

If one person is creating content, the fandom isn’t dead.

If one person is consuming content, the fandom isn’t dead.

If two friends are chatting on skype about their OTPs, that’s fandom.

If someone doodles drawings of their favorite characters on a napkin, that’s fandom.

Just because someone is producing content for one fandom doesn’t mean they have to leave another.

Not every fandom can be the big, new, shiny and popular thing.

Not every fandom *should* be the big, new, shiny, and popular thing.

It’s okay to have small, tight-knit fandoms. They can be just as fulfilling and entertaining as the big ones.

heathers songs ft. alternate titles
  • beautiful: Teen Angst™
  • candy store: the mean girls are Petty And Pretty
  • fight for me: dude in trench coat punches a guy and now veronica is scared and horny
  • freeze your brain: 7/11 worship
  • big fun: dang dang diggity danga dang
  • dead girl walking: veronica fucks trench coat guy because she's angry
  • the me inside of me: steamy scene is over now time to murder a pretty girl
  • blue: drunk teenagers want to get laid and fail miserably
  • our love is god: drunk teenagers want to get laid and fail miserably, this time featuring murder
  • my dead gay son: gay dads mourn their gay sons
  • seventeen: jd you done fucked up
  • shine a light: why hasn't this teacher been fired yet
  • lifeboat: heather mac deserves better
  • shine a light (reprise): heather duke deserves to be punched in the face
  • kindergarten boyfriend: laughing and sobbing at the same time
  • yo girl: this song on an infinite loop describes anxiety pretty well
  • meant to be yours: jd doesn't know how to count to three
  • dead girl walking (reprise): congratulations, you played yourself
  • i am damaged: boom boom motherfucker
  • seventeen (reprise): the evil has been banished

Wholesome Week Day 7 - AU of Choice

Decided to do the Miraculous!AU rather than Pirates this time just to shake things up.

 I can’t believe wholesome week is already over! I’d like to give a huge thanks to everyone who helped run @wholesome-week and another huge thanks to @elladoodles @dvvkroh @fandomsareathingilike and @yes-idk-what-my-name-is for helping me out with most of these puns ily guys

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i’m a nice person until you insult sam winchester

May I remind you that Yuuri dipped (a very much taller) Victor with his hands only holding onto Victor’s neck and stretched out leg. This dip was spontaneous, fun and had so much unspoken trust. Yuuri’s upper arm strength is incredible and I don’t think anyone ever lead Victor in a dance before so yes, if I was Victor, I’d be very very very intrigued by this lovable drunk Japanese skater who made me have the time of my life. This was the one night when Victor (and Yurio and Chris) said screw etiquette and proper social skills, with drunk Yuuri leading, they’d gladly follow along (with a reluctant Yurio of course).

Purple Jewels (M) | 04

Word Count: 6242
Member: Jimin x Reader x Jungkook
Genre: Smut, Supernatural, Fluff & Angst

Genie!Jimin ⇢ Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Ongoing

When you fall in love with Jungkook and he isn’t there to catch you, a sudden surprise shows up to give you a little bit of help.


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