sorry not good at explaining things so

anonymous asked:

I have a random question. I found a video here on Tumblr of some of the members of Pentagon and it was of two standing next to each other and another one walks behind them making the noise "브rrrrrrrrr". Who is the one on the right who looks like he got scared or maybe more shocked? He lets out this little sigh after too. Sorry if I didn't explain enough...i am new to Pentagon. I liked his face. He looks cute.

Oh god that was a good time - I just went back to the video and the one on the right is Yuto (isn’t he stunning omg)

And nono you’re fine, I spend 90% of my time doing ptg related things so usually I know what people mean - and welcome to Pentagon I hope you enjoy them!

anonymous asked:

hi! i love your art, it's so pretty ♥ and you draw feet really well, do you have any tips?

thank you a lot anon!! (  /)w(\) here, i made a few notes about the steps i follow while drawing feet:

^ that’s assuming you’re not drawing from a low perspective, as if the camera was on the floor or something like that!

SORRY MY HANDWRITING SUCKS and i’m not really good at explaining things bc i don’t really follow a guide and stuff so yeah BUT I HOPE IT WAS HELPFUL TO YOU!!

fanaticfandomfaun  asked:

I am a huge fan of your style! It's absolutely lovely! How long have you been drawing and how did you develop your own style?

 ive been drawing my whole life! (always an odd question for me bc like…. yall stopped drawing after kindergarten? what did you do all day??)

as for developing style, my biggest piece of advice is just! keep! drawing! its been a bit hard to follow my own advice lately because my depression keeps fucking up my motivation and for the first time in my life i just dont feel like drawing, at all, ever. but if youre having similar motivational issues or if youre just starting out and you just arent feeling satisfied with your art, dont give up! the less you draw the harder it will be! i have a personal policy (that i dont actually remember to follow) where even if i dont want to, even if i hate how it looks, i have to draw at least once a day every single day. i swear it will improve your work if you do this. its hard, i know, i havent been doing it, but follow my advice not my example! (honestly im the embodiment of that quote “I give myself very good advice, but I very seldom follow it.” by Lewis Carol)

the other piece of advise i have is honestly…… steal art. 

“gasp! but Kate,” you say, “stealing art is bad and wrong!!” you say, “i know because of all those ‘art theft is bad and wrong’ posts i reblog!”

look. thats not what im saying, im not telling any of you to try to pass anyone elses art as your own, or use other peoples art without their credit. dont to that its bad and wrong. what im saying is LOOK at other peoples art and copy what they do. copying other peoples art styles is how every artist has learned for centuries. i started out drawing myself as a powerpuff girl or as a pokemon character just like everyone else. hell, i used to straight up print out and trace drawings i found on deviant art, which is a perfectly viable way to learn styles (muscle memory) so long as you dont try to pass it off as your own work then honestly its not stealing.

for example recently i was trying to draw these cat characters i had come up with, and i could not for the life of me draw these cats they were just turning out so ugly,

so i was like “well fuck this, i just need to find a simpler style” and by some kind of MIRACLE, while i was looking up drawings of cats i stumbled across this one blog, daily cat drawings. and it was like, holy shit this is it this is the exact style i need to draw my cats in. so first thing i did was try to follow some of their drawings exactly, not tracing but the closest you can get by sight. 

this is one of dailycatdrawing’s drawings:

and this was my attempt to copy it:

after i felt like i kinda had it down i drew that athena. NOT based off of any one of dailycatdrawing’s pieces, but still using the basics of their style. after that i felt confident enough using this style to draw the rest of my cats and they turned out great! naturally i had to draw hermes again because i couldnt just use such a blatant copy of another artists work, and it turned out even better than before!

which proves my earlier advice about how every single time you draw youre improving! its also important to note that even if you try to copy an artists style exactly you will probably never have it perfectly, and thats a GOOD THING! because it means that you arent truly stealing someone elses work, youre just using it as an example of ONE WAY a drawing can be good. by paying attention to MANY artists styles you can use all of them together to make your own unique style! even trying to copy dailycatdrawing’s style to a T i still ended up using elements from other artists and my own experience to change the style just enough to make it personal. looking at hermes’ face you can tell ive unintentionally taken some inspiration from lackadaisy’s art style, another artist i really admire. 

this turned out way longer than i meant it to, sorry, i always get so caught up in explaining things when people ask for advice. hopefully this helped someone!

anonymous asked:

I'm sorry may I ask for Keith voltron headcanons ur hcs are so Good

  • when he enters a room he automatically assesses his chances of beating the people inside in a fight
    • this is kinda horrifying but also. really funny
    • keith: *looks at shiro* *makes a mental note to add more push ups to his workout*
    • keith: *looks at lance* *nods because all is right in the world*
  • someone explained the “i say vol you say tron” thing to him a while back but he keeps messing it up because he thinks lance’s reactions are funny
  • *pidge drops down from the ceiling* keith, without looking up from his cereal: “hey”
  • has a weird stockholm syndrome-y relationship with country music since it was the only stuff on the radio out in the desert
    • he hates it. but. it was there for him when no one else was
  • is confused 72% of the time
  • the living embodiment of the words “fuck it”
  • refuses to refer to his hairstyle as a mullet. it’s just long lance. go away lance
  • keith: “why are you squeezing me with your body” hunk: “…it’s a hug, keith. i’m hugging you.”
    • alternatively: *literally anyone goes to hug keith* “…is…… is that a knife in your pocket”
  • “i just slept seven hours, which is twice as long as i usually sleep, so i’m a little disoriented”

perszeron  asked:

Hello!! what kind of exercises would you recommend for learning anatomy? I really love how you are able to twist bodies and build forms with keeping them detailed. I'm very curious how did you study to be able to do that!

whats up guys im toiek and i still have no clue how to explain the way i work 2k17

i constantly try to break down the body into simpler shapes and imagine everything in 3D forms ><

ive been drawing for yrs so dont be too hard on yourself!! iv drawn thousands of bodies so the most important part is to use ref and get STARTED!!! dont be afraid to mess up bc thats how you learn ! good luck

lots of figure draws! lots of anatomy studies of individual parts! copy pics of bodies out of magazines, study the way people move IRL. just keep drawing tons of people.

again sorry i dont really know how to explain things well !
https://www.pinterest.com/ToiletLlama/anatomy-ref-male/
https://www.pinterest.com/ToiletLlama/perspective/

https://www.pinterest.com/ToiletLlama/hands/

https://www.quickposes.com/en

http://anatomy360.info/

http://reference.sketchdaily.net/en/

anonymous asked:

Kel!!! I love you and I need your help URGENTLY!!!! Well, it's not that urgent BUT I have a question! How is it that you use bright colors from completely different families right next to or on top of e/o and still make them work??? I've been trying to do that, but it just looks garrish and wrong and doesn't blend well. :'( All my drawings look boring and monotonous. I really wanna liven them up with some brightness but don't know how!!

HELLO ANON!! ILU TOO!! I’m sorry for the late reply I WASN’T SURE HOW TO ANSWER THIS bc I don’t really have a specific method of using colors?? I kinda just pick what I think looks good and run with it, so it’s a little hard for me to explain the process. THIS IS GENERALLY what I do though, esp the transition color bit: 

It’s also good to keep values in mind if you want to avoid overly muddy color schemes

and OFC this is just how I PERSONALLY DO MY COLORS it’s definitely not the ‘RIGHT’ WAY BC THINGS aren’t 30293 colors in real life SO YEAH!! These aren’t hard rules either, sometimes I use desaturated shadows and sometimes my drawings have a v limited value range.. I honestly just make things up as I go a lot so JUST TAKE WHAT YOU THINK MIGHT HELP AND TWEAK IT AS U WISH!!

Broken - Part 2

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Summary: Jensen and the reader had an amazing night…until the condom broke. Not happy with the way things went down, Jensen surprises the reader when he shows up at her house.

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Word Count: 1,597

Part 1


“The shit I get myself into.” Jensen grumbles to himself, absentmindedly grabbing the brim of his hat and spinning it around.

Tired and annoyed, Jensen’s at a standstill in the ice cream isle at Whole Foods. His greenish hazel eyes have been darting back and forth, trying to decide which brand of ice cream would be best for breakfast.

Inwardly groaning, the actor snaps his eyes shut realizing just how ridiculous that sounds. A fact like that should maybe deter him from pursuing a girl like you. Something perceived as cute and quirky could easily be a red flag in disguise. With his luck, you probably entertain some sick habit like collecting human teeth in the back of your closet.

Jensen’s ridiculous train of thought is interrupted by a text from Gen, thankfully she’s an early riser. He breathes a sigh of relief once your address is in his hands. It’s quickly chased away when a shit ton of nerves overtake him.

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Shit, it’s father’s day ! - Bruce Wayne x Reader

So, I’m not close from my father. Like, not at all. We’re mostly strangers. So I completely forgot that it was Father’s day today…I actually realized it was that specific day thanks to Hugh Jackman and his instagram account where he posted a picture of his dad and him…ANYWAY, I wrote something for Batman, I feel like I HAVE TO write something for Batdaddy to yo. LITERALLY WROTE IT IN TWENTY MINUTES THOUGH, cause I got things to do today but felt inspired. So here it is, hope you’ll like it : 

Sorry for spamming you with two “stories” in the span of like an hour but I felt super inspired and boom. My masterlist blog by the way : https://ella-ravenwood-archives.tumblr.com)

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-Bruce. Bruce. Bruce ?!

Alarmed by the emptiness next to you in bed, you sit up. It’s not like your husband to leave your shared bed without telling you, without a kiss or hell, without making love to you. 

It’s not like him indeed, as he didn’t really leave the bed. He’s sitting on the edge of it, looking out the window of your bedroom. Worries fill your voice when you ask, a bit unsure : 

-Bruce…My heart, are you alright honey ? 

Bruce grumbles back an answer you don’t hear, and you crawl to him. Your tempted to hug him from behind, wrap your arms around his torso, your legs around his waist, your head resting on his back (he’s too tall for you to reach anything else but the middle of his back with your head)…But you feel like something is off. 

It’s pretty obvious really. The way he groaned at you. The fact he isn’t in bed anymore. The way his back is hunched and…just the fact he’s not in your arms right now. He doesn’t even look at you when you approach him, so you decide to drop the hug from behind, and sit next to him. 

He still doesn’t look at you, and you panic a little. It’s so unlike him…

-Bruce ? Please, say something…Did I do something wrong ? 

He quickly raises his head and his eyes lock with yours. Is it…is it sadness you can see in his deep blue orbs ? 

-No, no you didn’t do anything. It’s quite the opposite really. It’s just…It’s just that it’s…The day and…I’m being stupid and childish. Sorry. 

He’s about to stand up and go to the bathroom, but you suddenly understand and hold him back. This time, you hug him from behind, because you know he needs it. There isn’t a problem with you. Oh nope. 

It’s father’s day, almost 4 pm, and no trace of your boys. When it was mother’s day, they woke you up early with a magnificent breakfast, and took you out all day…

As you wrap your arms and legs around him, he sighs sadly (and makes you hurt drop, seeing him sad always break you a little, and you just have to do something about it) and the grip he has on your thigh is a bit stronger than his usual soft one. 

Yes. He needs you. 

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Peter Maximoff x Reader

Word Count: 1002
Rating: PG
Warnings: language
Gif By: @charlesxavieer

Peter Maximoff was not the kind of person you could easily ignore, yet, somehow, all his friends succeeded in doing so. The other day he may have said something “rude” to Jubilee. He hadn’t meant what he said; the words just tumbled out of his mouth. What he had told her was enough to get the entire team, including Hank and Charles, to ignore him. Not one of them would look in his direction and the silver-haired boy was beginning to lose his mind.

Peter found himself sulking in the library at a window seat, watching some students play basketball outside. He had his earbuds in his ears and a dejected look was seemingly glued to his face. The beautiful weather combined with the long summer vacation had left the library almost completely empty except for Peter and you.

You preferred the comfort of the library over the messiness of the outdoors. Books were your comfort area; when your mutation had originally developed, the books you read were where you could escape the judgement and teasing of kids at school. Even at Xavier’s, when you felt like an outcast, you found your safe haven to be the library.

It was odd for you to see another person in the library during the summer unless the day was rainy, but with Ororo around, those days had become scarce. You decided that the silver haired boy at the window was here for some alone time; you weren’t quite sure why considering that every time you had seen him, he was surrounded by a group of friends. It was best, you decided, to leave him alone unless he began to cry or do something to attract your attention.

Every few minutes, Peter would reach his hand down to the Walkman attached to his jeans and turn up the sound of his music. The sound had gotten increasingly louder and had started to get on your nerves. If you were to read, it needed to be in silence. That was the only way you could relax. Loud noises, or more specifically, loud music, bothered you to the point where you could no longer focus. You repeatedly glared in his direction, but his music continued, and so did your increasing anger. Suddenly, you snapped your book closed, threw it on the table, and stalked over to Peter.

“Excuse me!” You shouted, waving your hand in front of his face. Peter snapped out of his trance and pulled out his earbuds. He turned to face you, surprised that there had been another person in the library.

“I don’t mean to be rude, but your music? It’s driving me insane. So could you please, please, either turn it off or turn it down?” Peter’s mouth opens and closes, attempting to respond; instead he grabs at his Walkman, shutting the music off.

“Sorry, I just- wasn’t expecting anyone else in here and- just a bad day and- y’know not your problem, my fault- m’sorry.” Peter’s mumbling combined with the speed of his words made it nearly impossible for you to understand his words.

“Slow down there. It’s fine, really. Is everything ok? I was a bit concerned seeing someone other than me in here on a sunny day. Can I sit?” You pointed your finger to where Peter had his feet propped on the chair. He nodded and quickly swung his feet down so you could sit down.

“Talk. I’ve been told I’m a good listener; you seem like you need it.” You told him. Peter sighed, thinking of a good way to put his thoughts into words. He wasn’t proud of what he said and telling someone who he had just met about the stupid shit he said wasn’t exactly a perfect idea; especially when this someone was cute.

“So, my friends, you probably know them, they’re all pissed at me. I said something stupid; not shocking considering I’m me. Anyways, I may have told my friend Jubilee, when I was mad, that her mutation was useless.” He winced as the last word left his mouth.

“Wow. That’s- wow. Well, you apologized, right? That would help.” You suggested.

“Yeah, that sounds like it would help, but it didn’t. Everyone’s pissed at me; Charles won’t even talk to me. I understand why everyone is angry at me, but I don’t understand why they don’t give me a chance to make it up. I was an asshole, yeah, I’ll be the first to admit that. I just need my friends to talk to me so I can tell them how sorry I am. I was just mad and that shouldn’t be a good reason, I know. I’m just really upset.” Peter explained.

“That’s a valid reason to be upset. You were a dick, definitely, but what they’re doing isn’t okay either. Shutting you out? What is that supposed to do? It’s not going to make anything better. What I think you need to do is go up to Jubilee and ask her if you two can talk things out, alone. If she forgives you, there’s absolutely no reason for anyone else to still be angry with you.” You told him. Peter’s gaze had returned to the window, thinking through what you said. You placed your hand lightly on his in order to get his attention. His head turned back to meet yours and he gave you a light smile.

“It’ll get better. You will get your friends back; trust me. And, hey, if it doesn’t work, come find me in the library. My name’s (y/n) and I’m pretty much always here.” You stood up from the seat and made your way back to your book.

“Hey, uh, (y/n)?” Peter called. You turned back to him with an expectant look on your face.

“Just, well, thanks. Really.” The two of you shared a smile before Peter watched you leave the library. Maybe things between his friends weren’t perfect at the moment, but, thanks to you, he had hope that it would.

More Than Good | R.M.

imagine requested by @rxggie-mxntle

Summary: In which you, a student-athlete, believes that you are not good enough. Reggie Mantle thinks otherwise.

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Seventeen Reaction: Their s/o having a puppy like personality

||| Anon asked: Could I request seventeen with a puppy like s/o or crush? I mean in ways like, she’s always excited to see them and clings to them a lot, she always wants their attention and whines if they don’t pay her attention and she always thinks about them, gets confused easily and lost. |||


S.Coups/Choi Seungcheol

Originally posted by letmebangteen

You came to see him at work because you missed him.

“Aww Jagi, you should have called me. You know I would come rushing to you.”


Yoon Jeonghan

Originally posted by hanwooz

 Whenever you clung to him, he would just pull you in closer to enjoy your presence.

“You should know that I’m not letting go anytime soon.”


Joshua/Hong Jisoo

Originally posted by amemericans

You were trying to show him a trick you learned and climbed on the highest place possible.

“Watch me.”

“Jagi no. Get down from there before you get hurt.”


Jun/Wen Junhui

Originally posted by wonnhao

He never had any idea what you were planning to do, especially when you see him.

“I can’t take my eyes off her/him for a second or (s)he will get in trouble again.”


Hoshi/Kwon Soonyoung

Originally posted by lerxpoe

Whenever you welcomed him back, he would get as excited as you too see you after a long day.

“Jagi, it’s no use. I can’t spend the day without you.”


Jeon Wonwoo

Originally posted by jeon-wwoo

Sometimes you had just too much energy for him to keep up.

“Jagi, could you stop moving in closer and just go to sleep?”


Kim Mingyu

Originally posted by jihanmeanietrash

You wanted to kiss him so he would focus on you more but couldn’t reach him.

“Mingyu, you’re too tall!” you pouted.

“And you look so adorable all the way from up here.” he teased.

 

Woozi/Lee Jihoon

Originally posted by wonuflake

He was trying to explain to you how to get to a certain location for the 10th time but you still had no idea what he was talking about.

“You know what. I give up. You look too cute all confused like that.”


DK/Lee Seokmin

Originally posted by pabospoiler

Would join you in doing adorable little things together to make you happy, like trying couple outfits.

“I must say, your taste in clothes is as good as in men.”


The8/Xu Minghao

Originally posted by minghaon

Wouldn’t give you attention on purpose, just so he could see how cute you looked while being angry.

“I’m sorry Jagi, if you don’t speak up I won’t be able to do anything for you.”


Boo Seungkwan

Originally posted by fabulous-girl-here

You two were talking a walk, you holding on to him tightly when he turned around and noticed that you were missing.

“That girl/boy gets distracted too easily… (S)he was here just a second ago, how does (s)he even do that?”


Hansol Vernon

Originally posted by sneezes

You got on top of his table to distract him from work.

“I’m sorry Jagi but what are you doing? If you want me to look at you, you should just say so.”


Dino/Lee Chan

Originally posted by performanceunit

Would be as affectionate as you are and would really enjoy those occasional hugs.

“I could stay this way with you all day.”


A/N: I don’t know if this is exactly what the anon had in mind but I hope you enjoyed either way!~ 😄

Things I was screaming internally about while reading “The Adventures of Charls, the Veretian Cloth Merchant”

WARNING! HUGE SPOILERS AHEAD!

  • “It was obvious that Lamen was not a cloth merchant, he did not know enough about silk. No. He obviously was just a merchant’s assistant.” Good guess, Charls. That explains everything, Charls. You’re so clever, Charls.
  • Charles: “It’s a good thing King Damianos is in Delpha and does not have to worry about prince Laurent being out here.”  Damen: “Yeeeah…”
  • Laurent: “Charls is a common name in Vere.” Damen: “Yes, and getting more common with every day.” Me: #dead
  • Laurent: “We don’t have any Kemptian silk… Oh, did you think we did?! I’m so sorry, golly-gosh, silly me, how awkward.”
  • Damen getting jealous that his gay boyfriend stays alone in a room with a lady. Even though they were not really alone. “Laurent is out of my sight, goodness me, I’m so uncomfortable, Charls, halp!”
  • Smb: “Charls tricked king Damianos.” Damen (jumping up): “No, he did not!” Me: “Gosh, LAMEN, how would YOU know, haha, don’t listen to him.” Do you have any chill, dude? You’ve spent a year “in disguise” in Vere. You’ve learnt nothing, have you?
  • “You do have nice eyes”
  • Damen: “You won’t sit in my lap?” Laurent: “Charls will faint.” Charls: “Oh yes, he will, plz don’t.”
  • Someone insulting Laurent and Damen going into berserk mode. And Lauren is not even trying to stop him, like “You go, boo! Show them what’s for!.. These are your subjects after all…”
  • Laurent throwing olives. Icant.
  • Charls, sitting with Laurent and Alexon behind the overturned table, meeting new people, making new friends, while Laurent provides updates on his boyfriend teaching other people some manners through loud bangs and roars.
  • Charls worrying that they broke some jars and stole the meat. Such a pure innocent soul, let me hug you, real Charls.
  • The whole rabbit skinning scene. I had to cover my face with my hands and sob for about 12 minutes. Can you imagine Damen going back to Laurent? Laurent: “So, what did he want with you?” Damen: “He said that it’s not fitting for a prince to skin a rabbit. So I have to do it.”
  • “This heart-stopping breach of etiquette averted, Charls returned to the camp” – there were literal tears on my face. Good job, Charls. You saved the day.
  • Charls realizing that Damen is useless and “has no real skills whatsoever” and getting a headache. Those good for nothing royal people, amiright, Charls?
  • Laurent laughing. Like, really laughing, easily and merrily. Remember the time we were all stunned by seeing him simply smile? What a time to be alive! 
  • “Charles supposed that he and Guilliame were two of the few who knew the truth of Lamen’s origins.” Oh my sweet baby boy Charls, oh hun, sweetoms, sugar bear… are you in for a big surprise.
  • Smb: “I heard king Damianos spent six hours in bed with that one wrestler guy.” Damen: “Uhh, try seven hours.” Me: “But LAMEN, it’s not like you were there to be able to provide such commentary, gaaawd!!!” Seriously though. How often do you think Laurent had to facepalm during CP and PG? Like “If I didn’t already know who you really are, this is where you would’ve betrayed your true personality.” “And here.” “And again.” “Are you even serious anymore?” “I feel like it’s insulting to my own intellect to keep pretending that I don’t know who you are.” “At this point I’m just curious for how long you can keep it up.”
  • Damen trying to tell Charls who he is, but Charls interrupts him with “No sweat, Lamen. It’s natural to feel nervous around noble people, Lamen. Don’t worry, Lamen. I got your back, Lamen. Just act natural, Lamen.”
  • Damen hiding from Heiron by pulling his hat over his eyes. How did it even work? The dude’s huge!
  • Is there anyone in this party who isn’t a noble in disguise? Poor Charls.
  • Alexon said that a kyros should know stuff about wool and trade – instant BFFs!
  • “I’ll stay with Laurent for as long as he wants me”.
  • We got to see the words “King Laurent of Vere”.  How blessed are we.
  • “There is someone I want you to meet.”
  • I hope “Lamen, why are you dressed up like the King?” weren’t Charls’ last words before he died of heart attack.

I’ve been inspired lately by pixel RPG games along with watching the new walking dead trailer (more than once), getting extremely pumped about it, so this was born

it isn’t supposed to be good, I just wanted to do something fun aha

and fun it was not

props to pixel artists, I don’t know how you guys do this stuff

The Signs As Quotes From Fanfictions
  • Aries: so will you explain why you're trying to end the world for no reason
  • Taurus: He doesn't understand why children are so tall these days. Whatever happened to good old dwarfism
  • Gemini: I see I've walked in on an extremely professional moment of conversation.
  • Cancer: Look at him changing subjects SO QUICK- THE FUCKING USAIN BOLT OF CHANGING SUBJECTS.
  • Leo: I don't know why I said dildo. Im sorry, okay? It was just the first thing that came to my mind
  • Virgo: I'm gonna be spending the rest of my life with a complete psycho goddammit
  • Libra: I won't let someone who talks in emoticons judge my grammars.
  • Scorpio: Well, in that case im a 46 y/o woman named Tigress looking for hot singles
  • Sagittarius: this is turning out to be a pathetic fart of a night
  • Capricorn: I hope your feet don't smell like expired ass
  • Aquarius: I don't trust anyone who puts coconut flakes on their hamburgers
  • Pisces: did u or did u not download weirdass foot porn on the studio's laptop I will pee on everything you love
  • Bonus: He grunted. Speaking was beneath him.
(Archie Andrews x Reader): You’re such a cliche

Summary: Archie and Reader (a cheerleader) develop feels and eventually a relationship, the only problem is that the reader doesn’t want it to get out.

A/N: (apologies for spelling and grammar) This is a different style from what I normally do so I hope you enjoy it :)


 It had all started after an away football game. (Y/N) had been sitting at the front of the bus like she usually did (she claimed she got carsick; she was really just trying to avoid most of the other cheerleaders so she could read in peace) and Archie sat down next to her.

“Is this seat taken?” Archie asked, causing (Y/N) to look up from her book.

“I guess not,” You mumbled, a little annoyed to be distracted since you were just getting wrapped up in the story.

“Sorry, there’s no other seats, otherwise I wouldn’t bother you, you seem pretty pulled into that book.” He explains, looking a bit nervous.

You take pity on him, “That’s okay, I just usually sit up here to take a break from the girls, I love them but sometimes they’re a little too much.” You admit.

Archie nods, “I totally get that, I have the same thing with a lot of the guys on the team, that’s why it helps to have good friends who aren’t only thinking about football.”

You shrug, not wanting to admit that you don’t really have any good friends, just the other cheerleaders.

“So what are you reading?” Archie asked.

And that’s how it all started. The two spent the whole ride back to Riverdale talking about everything from books to music to politics.

After that the two found each other more and more often, they started partnering up in the classes they shared and Archie made it a habit to always sit next to (Y/N) on the bus to and from away games. Any time anyone asked if they were dating they would both scoff and reject the idea, both convinced that the other one didn’t feel the same way.

You were at a party, you hated parties, the music was always too loud, it was too hot, and everyone around you was too drunk. Cheryl was hanging on to you, her arm around your shoulders, “Isn’t she so tacky?” She asked you, her words slurring together.

“Who?” You asked dumbly, realizing you’d zoned out of the conversation.

“Veronica, of course” Cheryl sighed, “God, you’re so stupid sometimes. Anyway, I think she’s probably had work done, I mean…”

You nodded along as Cheryl droned on, not noticing Archie standing nearby watching you.

Eventually you excused yourself to go to the bathroom and carefully pried Cheryl’s arm off of you. When you got up to the bathroom you stared at yourself in the mirror for a long time, wondering how you’d gotten yourself in this situation. After washing your face quickly you opened the door only to stumble into Archie.

“Oh, hey!” You say cheerfully, putting on the facade you’d perfected in recent years.

“Why do you act that way when you’re around the other cheerleaders?” He asked bluntly.

“What way?” You asked, playing dumb, even though you knew exactly what he was getting at.

“It’s like you’re a completely different person when you’re with me, I don’t get it.” He tells you.

“It’s just easier.” You respond, defensively crossing your arms over your chest, “It makes it easier to fit in.”

Archie sighed, “Yeah, you’re a cheerleader, but you’re also so much more than that. Don’t let people like Cheryl dumb you down.”

“I appreciate that Archie, I really do, but if I was myself around these people…I’d probably get kicked off the team.” You reply, “Now if you’ll excuse me,” You add before slipping past him and making your way back to your post next to Cheryl.

The next weekend was an away game. It was a brutal loss and Archie was unusually quiet on the bus ride home because of it.

“Hey, you played great tonight, you know that right?” You said softly.

“Thanks, (Y/N), but I still feel bad, I could have played better,” Archie replied. 

“Hey, I’m sure next weekend will be better,” You say as you gently and hesitantly intertwine your fingers with his own. Your brain tells you not to, that this is a bad idea and you’re slowly becoming everything you hate but another party of you can’t bear that you’re not touching him more.

“(Y/N)…” Archie mutters softly, looking down at your hands and then back up at your face.

“Is this okay?” You ask quietly.

“Yes,” He replies quickly.

You smile softly as you turn to look straight ahead again. 

They held hands the rest of the ride, neither one wanted to be the first one to let go. Once they got back to school and everyone started getting off (Y/N) quickly snatched her hand away before anyone could notice it.

“Can I walk you home?” Archie asked, surprising you. The two of you never spent time together outside of school and stuff for football, especially not alone. 

You smiled and nodded, “Sure.”

As they walked Archie reached for your hand again.

“So what are we?” Archie asked as you walked up to your porch.

“I don’t know,” You replied, turning to face him, “I’m turning into everything I used to make fun of, but I don’t hate it.”

“Well, do you want to date?” Archie asked.

“I think so,” You admitted, “Do you?”

“Of course, ever since I first sat next to you on the bus I’ve been trying to figure out how to ask you out.” He replied, blushing slightly.

“Then you should pick me up tomorrow night at seven,” You reply as you unlocked your door.

Their first date was at Pops, they were having a good time, talking about their families and how dysfunctional they are when some cheerleaders walked in and made their way over to where they were sitting.

“Oh my god! Are you guys on a date?” One of them asked excitedly.

“No,” You quickly replied, “We’re just hanging out,” You lied quickly and believably.

“Oh, sorry,” She replied awkwardly, “Well…we’ll leave you to it…” She said before the group walked away.

“Sorry about that,” You said, turning to Archie, “They’re just…”

“Why did you say we weren’t on a date?” He asked.

“They-There are these really dumb stereotypes, you know, the whole cheerleader and the football player cliche? I just, I can’t become that.”

“But isn’t that what we are?” 

“No! We’re more than that, we’re more complex, but that’s how those girls will see us, and I just can’t-”

“Do you want to be in a relationship with me?”

“I-yes.” You admit, “But we’re some fantasy straight out of the 1969s.”

“Why is that so bad? What we have is real, isn’t it?”

“Yes,” You reply again, “Archie, I want to be with you, but if we are, we can’t tell anyone, at least not the football team and cheerleading squad.”

“Are you ashamed at the thought of being with me?”

“No, I just wanted what we have to be just between us, it’s too special to taint with everyone else.”

And for two months they did just that, they went on dates, spent time together, did everything that couples do, the only difference was that they didn’t tell anyone one at school, or act in any slightly romantic way when they were around other kids.

Archie had a hard time keeping it from his close friends. Betty, Veronica, Kevin-and even Jughead-sometimes tried to set him up with people, but he just kept avoiding their ideas, claiming that he was too busy with music and football and work to have a girlfriend. None of them really bought it (I mean, it hadn’t stopped him before when he was with Grundy or Valerie) but they had a hard time figuring out why Archie would be so adamant about it. Kevin was the one who first brought up the fact that he was hiding a secret girlfriend but everyone else thought that was highly unlikely, they’d never seen him act more than friendly with anyone, and none of the girls he hung out with stood out more than others.

But, like all secrets, the truth came out eventually.

You and Archie were at Pops one Friday night, enjoying your tradition of splitting a hot fudge malt and a basket of fries when the ice queen herself, Cheryl, walked in.

“Well, well, well, what are you two doing here? Out on a date?” She asks as she saunters over.

“Cheryl, for the last time, we’re not dating, we’re just hanging out.” You reply with an eyeroll as you glance over at her.

“Well, you two do an awful lot of hanging out for two people claiming to just be friends.” She comments, “Every weekend someone finds the two of you here, just the two of you,”

“Cheryl, everyone hangs out here all the time, what are you trying to say?”

“I’m just saying that if you’re not dating Archie, you should give someone else a ride on the ginger stallion.” She replies suggestively as she gives Archie a meaningful glance, “What do you say Archie?”

“I um-” He stalls, glancing at you nervously.

“Oh come on Cheryl, just because Archie doesn’t want to make out with you doesn’t mean he’s dating someone,” You cutting, starting to feel a bit defensive.

“Well, that didn’t stop him last time.”

“What?” You ask, feeling completely thrown for a loop.

“At my family’s maple syrup tapping,” Cheryl replies.

“Oh, that doesn’t matter, that was before we were dating,” You reply before realizing what you just said and claiming your hand over your mouth and glancing at Archie with wide eyes.

“Ha! I knew it!” She shouts triumphantly, “Jesus Christ, you guys made that way harder than it needed to be. I can’t wait to tell everybody, this is so exciting.”

“Great…” You mutter as she walks away, already typing on her phone (presumably texting the group chat the ‘good news’), “Shit,” You mutter as you rub your hands over your face. From across the table Archie reaches over and grabs your hands away and holds them in his own. 

“Hey,” He says softly, “It’s going to be okay, we’ll figure out how to deal with this, and I’ll do whatever it takes to make sure you’re okay with this.”

“What did I ever do to deserve you?” You ask, giving him a loving smile, “I guess now that the cats out of the bag we should just embrace it, you know? I was getting kind of tired of hiding it anyway.”

“Good, because I’ve been wanting you to wear my letter jacket for ages now, and I think Monday would be a great opportunity for you to debut that look.”

“You’re such a cliche.”

“You know you love it”

Bad Girl

Pairing: Peter x Reader

Request: anon: Can you do one where you date peter Parker and the avengers are really protective of him specially Tony and Bucky and they all question you when he’s goes to the bathroom or something

A/N: I am free from the cage called exams. You can now expect regular posts. This one is just a drabble I wrote. I am really tired so I won’t blabber. Hope you like it!

Warning(s): none!

Word Count: 929

Originally posted by hamilll

“aren’t they the cutest superhero couple, folks?” the overly sweet, enthusiastic voice of the news anchor lady rang through the common room. Everyone’s eyes were fixed upon the television screen with varying expression. “just look at them, young, in love, saving the world together, just the perfect couple.” She said as she pointed at a picture of you and Spiderman a.k.a peter. His arms were around your waist, one of your hand was on his chest while you caressed his cheek with the other. “Spiderman and the Sorceress, people. something to look at when you’re having a-“ Tony turned the T.V off and tossed the remote on the couch.

‘they’re so cute together.’ Wanda scrunched her nose as she grinned.

‘I can agree.’ Thor’s voice rumbled as he entered the room.

‘No!’ tony uncrossed his arms and pointed a finger at her. ‘she’s not yet verified by me.’

‘or me’ Bucky walked in the room.

“or me” Steve and Natasha added in unison.

‘aww, come one, people. let the kids live a little’ Pietro zapped in the room and plopped on the couch. “they’ll be here in a couple of minutes by the way.” He leaned back and stretched.

‘I don’t think I encourage it, the girl always destroys things when she’s trying to do to do the hero stuff.’ Tony argued.

‘oh, the irony’ Clint smiled at the ceiling.

  ‘we at least know how to handle this shit she-‘ Natasha stopped speaking as she saw you both enter the room.

 You both stopped at a distance and smiled at them. they looked at you up and down, you wore ripped jean and a black leather jacket. kohl light and strength heavy in your eyes, you qualified for the classic bad girl.

‘hey everyone, this is (y/n)’ peter held his arms up to show you off and you chuckled. You received a bunch of greeting from everyone except.

‘so, this is your super girlfriend, huh parker?’ Pietro grinned.

‘yes.’ You wrapped an arm around peter’s waist and jerked him towards you. ‘it’s quite obvious with all the pictures and everything circling around, isn’t it?’

‘yup,’ tony said. ‘a little too obvious.’ Tony sarcastically grinned at peter as he tried to avoid his gaze.

‘why don’t you sit down?’ vision landed on the ground.

‘almost forgot he was hovering here.’ Clint muttered. ‘so, kids, when did this all start?’

  ‘just a couple of run ins’ peter shrugged.

‘and,’ you sat down in a manly manner with arms crossed. ‘an awful lot of flirting.’ You stressed each word and grinned at him. he shoved you playfully and you stuck your tongue out.

‘oh, I didn’t know you were capable, spiderling. I thought you were,’ Tony pretended to think for a while. ‘shy and awkward.’

  ‘he isn’t with the mask on, sir’ you looked at him.

‘I-‘ peter was interrupted by his phone. ‘it’s aunt May, I gotta take this.’ He got up. ‘see you in a minute.’ He smiled at you.

‘don’t keep me waiting, sugar!’ you called out.

‘NO’ he mouthed and you threw your arms up in surrender.

‘CAN’T HELP IT.’ you mouthed. He rolled his eyes and left.

‘that’s a little too much of a nickname.’ Bucky said.

‘sorry sir, it’s just I’m not capable of altering myself for others.’ You replied. ‘peter talks a lot about all of you’

‘that’s good, we can get to the main thing then.’ Tony smiled. ‘what are your powers?’ he leaned forwards and asked. You smirked to yourself. Were they trying to scare you?

‘element manipulation.’ You replied.

‘can you fully control them, enough not to hurt others?’ Steve asked.

‘yes. My hair, well, they burst up in flames if I’m enraged.’ You explained.

‘so, you can hurt someone if you get too… excited?’ tony cleared his throat.

‘no, no, I don’t think I’ve ever done that. You can trust me with that one.’ you couldn’t help but grin a bit.

‘are you kids indulging in activity not appro-‘ Steve started to speak but you interrupted him.

‘Sorry to interrupt you but that’s very personal, sir.’ You said sternly.

‘what kind of a student are you?’ Bruce tried to change the topic.

‘ 7. Something gpa type. I have other talents so I think I can make up for the remaining.’ You shrugged.

‘do you know how to fight?’ Natasha asked.

‘not all that good but learning, ma’am.’ You smiled.

‘you are free to come over if you wanna train.’ Natasha smiled at you.

‘that would be very nice, thank you.’ you tilted your head and smiled. ‘anything else you all would like to ask?’ you looked around.

‘no,’ peter walked in. ‘if you’re done interrogating my girlfriend, can we leave?’ he asked and received a nod from tony. ‘thank you.’

‘thank you, everyone. It was nice meeting you. good bye.’ You received a bunch of byes as you two left.

‘you liked ‘em?’ peter asked as you two got in the elevator.

‘actually, I did. they’re really protective of you though.’ you said. ‘it was a bit boring though.’ You looked at him. he smirked, wrapped his arms around your waste and pulled you forwards making you crash into his chest.

‘you wanna kiss away the boredom?’ he asked in a low voice.

‘I’m so glad I brought out the bad boy in you.’ you wrapped your arms around his neck.

‘nothing in the elevator, kids.’ Tony’s voice rang through the lift and you both jumped away.

‘sorry, Mr. Stark!’ peter said as his face turned a bright shade of red.

Sincerely, Me.

Jughead x Reader

Request: Ooooh can i do a request (jughead x reader) where the reader is kinda loud and seems real happy but then they have a lot of issues with confidence, and they have  a saying that they keep writing to keep them sane, and then a wild Jughead appears and just fluff fluff fluff. I’m sorry I’m bad at explaining things. I really love your writing btw!

Warnings: None, Chuck is there though. 

Word Count: 1,311

A/N: Oh hey look another one based off something in Dear Evan Hansen who would’ve thought. Also sorry it’s so short I just think it’s time to publish this one.

Masterlist


Dear (Y/N),

Today’s gonna be a good day, here’s why:

Because today, today at least you’re you - and that’s enough.

You’re good enough, right now, just like this.

You’re not perfect- and that’s okay.

Sincerely, Me.

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coffeebuddah  asked:

So like, I have a really dumb question, but first, your edits are really good like omg. But out of curiosity can you tell me how you make them? Sorta of a tutorial? I just wanna make these for fun and send them to my friends/try to make actual edits for the hell of it lmao. Totally okay if you don't tho!! I respect that and I'll still love your blog. Thank you for reading this, have a lovely day~ ♡^▽^♡

oh my god this has been in my inbox for so long….. sorry it took me so long to answer it!!

Okay, so I’m not great at explaining things so I recorded myself making one, but I’ll still try to explain it so you can understand.  Also I use paint.net for all of this because I’m cheap and don’t want to buy programs, and it works good enough so  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

And aaaaa spoilers I recorded myself making a quote I haven’t posted yet

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Klein is the seven dwarfs

1. His name

2. His eyes change into 4 different colors (so far)

Brown = Doc


Red = Grumpy 


Blue = Sneezy 


Yellow = Happy 

3. He cares about Weiss. LOOK AT THAT SMILE 

4. and Weiss is base off of Snow White 

In The Bag (Steve X Fem!Reader)

Characters: Steve Rogers X Fem!Reader

Universe: Marvel, Avengers

Warnings: None

HUMOUR

Request: Can you write a Steve Rogers x reader where the reader asks Steve to get something from her bag and there is just random things in there. Thanks in advance.


Originally posted by from-wizards-to-soldiers

You know the stereotypical joke of a woman’s bag having everything from mints to unwanted children and livestock inside? Well you’re a living example that this rumour was true.

You had a large bag you had with you at most times. It carried essentials like keys, wallet, phone, a pocket mirror, some basic makeup and some gum. However over time you slowly added to the contents of the bag, and it slowly got heavier, not that you noticed, and you were too busy to empty it.

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