still not completely satisfied with this

anonymous asked:

What ships can you not stand?

i’m guessing you mean on riverdale

  • b*rchie– i DO NOT like them. i’m not a huge fan of the ‘silently pine for your best friend until they finally like you back’ trope. that and the fact i think betty deserves better + think b*rchie getting together would be major character regression for betty aside– i honestly feel like they wouldn’t make a good romantic pair. they’re on completely different maturity levels. i think betty would feel weighted down by him and i don’t think archie would be satisfied either. they’d have a very lackluster life together 
  • betty/cheryl– stop shipping characters with their bullies 
  • jughead/reggie– STOP SHIPPING CHARACTERS WITH THEIR BULLIES 
  • b*ronica– this one makes me sad to write because i LOOOOVED them in the first two episodes. but the stans are absolute gremlins. they’re the most whiny, hateful group of people i have ever encountered and they’ve ruined b&v for me. i can still enjoy watching them onscreen, but if i see them on my dash, it’s an intimidate unfollow. the same for b*rchie 

those are the only ships that genuinely upset me. most other ships, even if i’m not a fan of them, i can understand or appreciate. although, i have a hard time seeing why people want alice and fp together 

Habits of successful students

Discipline: “discipline is doing what needs to be done, even when you don’t want to”, which means that you have to force yourself to start doing things. 

Concentration: when you make a real effort in your work (study, homeworks etc…) you will be more likely to actually focus, understand and learn. 

Organization: always set tasks and goals and organize a study-schedule. Maybe you don’t really want to plan all the week, but if you just wake up and open your agenda/bullet journal/iphone calendar and write down all the things you have to do, setting due dates and deadlines, you’ll feel more conscious and encouraged to stay on track. 

Tasks-splitting: sometimes, you write down your tasks. Some of these tasks may be very hard and complicated, and it will take a long long time to complete them. So, you can split them in smaller tasks, so you will feel satisfied after a shorter period of time, instead of studying for hours and still seeing that chapter undone on your study-schedule. 

Watch the sunrise: when I wake up late, I feel like I don’t have enought time to do my work and lose my motivation. I literally panic and then I think “whatever, I could not complete all the things anyway”. So, if you wake up earlier you will feel more positive and  controlled. 

Smart reading: try not to read your textbook just like a newspaper. For every paragraph you read, try to underline and write down key words and then your question about that subject. Literally, turn your textbook into questions. If you write down question - particularly why…? - and think about the answer, you will be more likely to remember that stuff later. 

Healthy lifestile: if you don’t drink enough water in the morning, you will be more likely to have a decrease of concentration in the afternoon/evening, so: stay hydrated. Try also to have some snaks every one-two hours: feed your brain

[M] Learning Curve.

Pairing: Jungkook / Reader

Summary: Submission doesn’t suit everyone and, as far as Jungkook is concerned, you wear it better than he does. 

Count: 8.4K 

Warning(s): Smut, Sub!kook but also Dom!kook (lmfao pls forgive me), dirty talk, spanking, and a pinch orgasm denial because who wouldn’t want to watch Jungkook squirm. 

A/N: Just leave me alone to die.

Originally posted by sirtae

If you had to guess Jungkook’s least favorite thing to do, you would say that renouncing his power was likely it. In bed, anyway.

He always made sure to remind you that he was in charge of your pleasure, no matter what the situation. He administered it as generously or as sparingly as he saw fit. It hadn’t always been so, but Jungkook settled into his role as the dominant one quite naturally. 

Evidently though, your leniency had taken its toll on his once obedient nature. You allowed him to grow confident in his ability to disarm you fully with just one brush of his hands over the right parts of your body, or dirty, whispered words against your neck, or the heat of his body pressing against yours. You had become forbearing, allowing him to push the limits of your control until he had effectively slipped it from your grasp entirely.

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this ask meme is based on the blog gravesuggestion.  i’ve divided it up into two categories  ( light  &  dark )  based on the themes.  some of these can be somewhat triggering seeing that the darker ones deal with a lot of death mentions.  please be cautious before continuing on!!

L I G H T

‘  at night i dream of you.  ’
‘  don’t give up yet.  you still have time to fix things.  ’
‘  falling in love with someone else is not a personal attack.  ’
‘  i am still so weak when it comes to you.  ’
‘  i can’t believe i let myself let you down.  ’
‘  i don’t care where we go when we die,  as long as i’m with you.  ’
‘  i dream of saying to you all the words i held inside until it was too late.  ’
‘  i feel so warm  &  safe when you talk to me.  maybe i could love you if you’d let me.  ’
‘  i finally let the right people in  &  i have never felt so loved.  ’
‘  i like the way your nails paint red stripes along my spine days after you’re gone.  ’
‘  i lived in your permafrost for twenty years  &  then you looked at me  &  i felt the warmth of spring.  ’
‘  i once wished you’d leave me alone,  but i take it back.  ’
‘  i want to be able to love someone else,  but you stretch your arms  &  spread your legs inside my heart so that there is no room for anyone or anything else.  ’
‘  i want to believe that we got it right this time.  ’
‘  i wonder how much longer i can cling to your light before it expires completely.  ’
‘  i would travel across the world to be by your side,  because as long as you are with me,  anywhere is a perfect place to me.  ’
‘  it took me awhile to realize it myself,  but you are not what other people say you are.  ’
‘  it’s not that i really need you,  but life would be pretty boring without you around.  there’s no one i would rather be with.  ’
‘  i’d like to stay like this for awhile.  ’
‘  life  &  death don’t have to be so boring,  let’s make both an adventure.  ’
‘  life imitates art,  they say.  i didn’t believe it until i started to notice the way your eyelashes look so much like tiny ink stroke.  ’
‘  live your life so that when you die,  souls will come for miles just to hear your historic tales.  ’
‘  make your exes jealous  &  your past self proud.  ’
‘  maybe you’re what i needed to find in order to move on.  ’
‘  never get caught falling harder.  they’ll never let you back up.  ’
‘  please don’t go.  ’
‘  some days it’s easier to just stop fighting it  &  succumb.  ’
‘  sometimes,  you’ll find it hard to keep going,  but you always will.  ’
‘  the desire i feel for you is that same itching,  insidious hunger that an addict has for their addiction.  ’
‘  the worst thing about you is that you weren’t all bad.  ’
‘  there is absolutely nothing  &  no one who can stop me.  ’
‘  there is no route of losing you that is without pain.  ’
‘  there’s still room for adventure  &  there is no one i’d rather have by my side.  ’
‘  things didn’t turn out the way i planned,  but i’m alright with that.  ’
‘  we could be really incredible together,  you know?  ’
‘  you are beautiful  &  vibrant  &  confident.  you are light  &  laughter incarnate  &  every fiber of your being screams freedom  &  joy.  when i am with you,  i am truly happy.  ’
‘  you are starlight incarnate,  from the grand way you sway your hips to the wide mysterious way you think.  blessed are any to be loved by you.  ’
‘  you are too afraid of the future to let go of a past that was never kind to you.  ’
‘  you call me yours  &  i have no idea what that even means to you.  ’
‘  you remind me of bubblegum  &  sweets;  soft  &  pink  &  warm.  you are strong in the gentlest way.  you are so stubbornly kind.  i wish i could be like that.  ’
‘  you still visit me while i sleep sometimes.  your fingers trace my spine  &  i listen to you breathe.  please stop haunting me.  ’
‘  ‘morbid curiosity’ is a wonderful way to describe how i feel about you.  ’

D A R K

‘  a thousand empty bottles  &  fist fights will never return to us what we lost that day.  ’
‘  everyone else has moved on,  but i am still here.  ’
‘  everything about you screams danger.  ’
‘  everything is worthless to you  &  you,  in turn,  became worthless.  ’
‘  for once in my life i want to be surrounded by people that i don’t feel like i need to impress.  ’
‘  freedom is really hard to get used to.  ’
‘  how could you do this to me?  how fucking could you?  ’
‘  i am becoming everything we always dreamed of  &  i am leaving you behind.  ’
‘  i buried you so well that you might as well have died.  ’
‘  i can rest easy knowing that the person i love is dead  &  not the monster you became.  ’
‘  i can’t look at you.  not now,  not ever.  ’
‘  i don’t ask how you’ve been.  what’s the point?  you’d lie anyways.  ’
‘  i dream of hearing the words i so desperately needed to lay your memory to rest.  ’
‘  i haunted this house first.  there is no room for you here.  ’
‘  i have a right to be upset.  i loved them too, you know.  ’
‘  i just want it to end.  i want it to all go away.  i want to go away.  ’
‘  i may be a wolf in sheep’s clothing,  but a snake hiding in the skin of a mouse is far more dangerous.  ’
‘  i saw your face today  &  didn’t feel anything.  i am free.  ’
‘  i tried to save you,  but you didn’t want to be saved.  you just wanted someone to suffer with you.  ’
‘  it’s almost as if you were never here.  ’
‘  it’s unhealthy to do these things,  you tell me.  you say it’s time to stop smoking,  time to stop gambling,  &  dammit,  i f you don’t stop drinking it’ll kill you.  i sure hope you’re right,  darling.  ’
‘  i’m always pleasantly surprised by how easy it is to kill you in my mind  ’
‘  i’m not really scared to die.  i’m more afraid that no one will miss me when i’m gone.  ’
‘  i’m not the person you left behind anymore.  there’s no one here to miss.  ’
‘  i’ve been dead far longer than i’ve been alive.  ’
‘  i’ve eaten nothing but flower petals  &  ivy for weeks because i want to be beautiful inside like you.  ’
‘  i’ve never been completely satisfied.  i most likely will still be unsatisfied long after my death.  ’
‘  no motive other than pleasure,  my dear.  ’
‘  one day i’ll go or you will.  either way,  it will be as if i’m losing a piece of myself.  ’
‘  our dreams  &  promises decay along with you.  ’
‘  the leaves change,  but nothing else does.  ’
‘  the only difference between avoiding  &  leaving is that now i’m not waiting up for you.  ’
‘  there is no such thing as a person who is required to love you.  ’
‘  there’s only so much that can be done to repair old damage.  ’
‘  things aren’t going as i hoped.  maybe if i die,  i can start over again?  better luck next time.  ’
‘  this is not something to be proud of.  this is a tragedy.  ’
‘  trying to get rid of me?  oh honey,  you’ll have to try much harder than that.  ’
‘  trying to get under my skin?  you’re nothing more than a pesky itch.  ’
‘  unlike you,  i can’t hide my identity when it becomes an inconvenience or a danger.  ’
‘  weeping is for gods  &  martyrs,  we cannot afford such luxuries.  ’
‘  would you even miss me?  ’
‘  you are not important enough to earn an eternal place in my heart.  ’
‘  you complain nonstop about being unloved  &  alone,  i can’t imagine what you’d be like if that were actually true.  ’
‘  you don’t know what it’s like.  ’
‘  you made this so fucking easy for me.  ’
‘  you should see me as a threat.  i will tear down everything you know until there is nothing left of you.  i am a walking threat.  ’
‘  you think i’m already gone,  but i’m still fighting.  ’
‘  you think i’m dead,  but i’m just dying.  ’
‘  you were never an addiction,  you were a fucking disease.  ’
‘  you wouldn’t dare cross me.  i am god  &  you are the soil beneath my feet.  ’
‘  your existence takes up so much more space in mine that we might as well be one entity.  ’
‘  your fingers are so cold  &  bruised,  but you’re still slamming your fists again the barricade as if it makes a difference.  ’
‘  your hair is tied in a noose  &  your fingernails are razor blades,  your lips are poison  &  i will gratefully kiss them.  ’
‘  your hatred has a body count  &  we will not forget.  ’
‘  your loss,  not mine.  ’
‘  you’re a sick fuck.  you know that?  ’
‘  you’re not gentle with me  &  i would never ask you to be.  ’
‘  you’ve trapped yourself so thoroughly in your own mind that it’s not even a rut anymore,  it’s a pit.   ’


The heart beat

It happened again. The same painful disaster. It was happening everyday, so annoying, so unendurable. And to think, everything was so peaceful and nice for Bendy and Boris only a little while ago. Their lives were perfect, they didn’t have anything to worry about and have nothing to fear. Until Bendy got that illness. Everything changed for them both. Now instead of having fun and living their lives they had to put their effort into finding the lost items for the machine in order to save Bendy from all of this pain, and at the same time dealing with those two guys who were out to end them. This all has became an unbearable daily routine for both of them. Especially for Boris. Bendy wasn’t really worried for himself as much as for his bro, who didn’t have anyone else other than him. The older was trying not to pay too much attention to his condition and stay positive to not make his bro too anxious, and Boris also was trying not to think about it too much. At first it wasn’t too hard, but as this keeps happening more and more, Boris just couldn’t ignore it anymore. He was being really stressed and scared, even though he was trying hard not to show it off and not think about it. But this time that was exactly what he was doing, thinking about it. He was sitting on the grass, gazing at his beloved brother who was sleeping peacefully, lying his head on his shirt that he took off a moment ago when the pain attack kicked in again. This time, it seems to be worse than usual.

It was already late evening, but they were both still peppy and were still walking. Suddenly, Bendy curved with a painful groan, falling down while gripping to his stomach. Boris instantly ran towards his brother to help him. Bendy was shaking like crazy, he could barely make any sounds other than just squeaking, felt like something was blocking his breath. At one point, he just fell to his brother’s arms with no sound or movements. Boris started to freak out as he realized that Bendy was no longer trying to breathe, he wasn’t breathing at all! His panic level was increasing as the older one was still unconscious, he tried to pat him softly on the cheek but he was still not moving. Boris could no longer control himself, he started screaming and crying loudly as he was shaking his brother.
“BENDY!! BENDY, NO! COME ON! WAKE UP!! STAY WITH ME PLEASE!!!!” desperately pleaded Boris. Fortunately, the luck was on their side again. After few minutes, Bendy opened his eyes, taking a deep breath and started to cough constantly. He pulled his hand to his throat as a  stream of black liquid flowed down from his mouth to the ground. After that, he took a relived breath and lied on Boris’s lap. The pain was gone.

Bendy seems to be much better now. But not Boris, he was still terrified after what just happened, for a moment there, he actually thought that everything was over…and seems like Bendy was getting ready for that. For the last few days, Bendy was pushing his young brother much harder to be independent and self-capable. And that was showing the fact that he was ready to give up and die, or at least that’s what Boris thought. And  he couldn’t stand that thought. The thought of losing the one person he loved, the thought of never get to see his smile, hear his voice, never get to hug him, listen to his teaching or just goof around with him. And what will he do without Bendy? Where will he go? He could still try to find and fix the machine on his own, but what is the purpose if he already lost his beloved one? All of those thoughts were causing him a headache. His eyes started to tear up.
No… he is strong enough… he’s not gonna leave me… I know he won’t” silently sobed the young wolf while wiping his eyes.
He looked at his brother, who was still sleeping like a little baby. Boris slowly crawled next to him, trying to be as quite as possible to not wake him up. He seems so pacified, like he never got any deadly diseases. Boris moved his sight to Bendy’s exposed chest that was lowering and rising because of his breathing. He moved his head closer and placed his ear on it.

“Ba bump…” a quiet and pleasant sound is what he heard. The sound of a beating heart, his brother’s  heart.  The sound of life that he valued more than anyone else’s.  It was such a satisfying sound, just listening to that slow beat made Boris so relaxed. All the heavy thoughts were gone, all the worries been drawn away, all that he was thinking now is that his bro was still there, he was still alive. This fact was giving him hope that at one day, all of this pain and suffering would be over, and they will go back to those wonderful times when they could live peacefully with reasons to be nervous or scared.

Boris got carried away so deep in his thoughts that he didn’t realized how he lied down completely on his bro’s chest. He was brought back to reality when someone’s hand gently caressed his forehead.

“Boris, could you get up? You’re too heavy…” Bendy’s soft voice broke the silence. Boris instantly got up nervously rubbing the back of his neck.

“Sorry…” he said with a soft smile.

“What were you even doing?” the other asked.

“Nothing… I just wanted a hug!” childly answered Boris.

“*Yawn* you’ll get your hug tomorrow… I’m very tired…” wearily said Bendy as he flipped over to another side. “You should go to sleep too, it’s really late…”

“Okay” Boris lied down on his back next to Bendy, gazing upon the night sky. He felt much more confident about completing their quest. Only positive thoughts from now on, whining won’t get them nowhere. Other people deserves to be saved too, no one has to go through all this. Being with those who you love is the biggest treasure, and Boris was determined to keep his treasure. Forever.
“Good night Bendy! I love you ~” said Boris as he closed his eyes and start falling asleep.
“Mhmn… love you too, bro…” Mumbled Bendy through his sleep.
Tomorrow is a new day, new challenges to deal with, and new progress to make.

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Hello there! i’ll be frank, it’s not my first time writing fics, but it is my first sibmission to you!

sorry if there any mistakes i haven’t notice, English is not my first language (plus i’m pretty sure i’ve cheked everything) (⇀‸↼‶)

i fell in love with your AU and it gave me an idea for this “masterpeaceofshit” XP

i also wanna use this oppertunity to tell you dat you are my very favorite artist! your ideas and drawing are stunning and they always inspire me! thank you so much for sharing your work with us Rouge, u da best! (= ̄ω ̄=)

fic by katethepeach

art by Rouge

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Rework of my Tianshan Day 4 Comic [Part 1]

This has been sitting in my drafts for a good few weeks now… ^^; I’m still not satisfied with how the next panel looks like– So instead of trying to fix it up like a normal person, I’ve been working on other stuff~ *whistles*

I have completed some of the other panels, but the story can’t continue until the 4th panel is done~ Hey, I just work in mysterious ways! 😂

Ah, I’m just gonna post it as it is now, and I’ll upload the rest at a later date! ;)

Adventure Time, meanwhile, has only gotten a lot better in quality as its fandom seemed to disappear off the face of the Earth.

A single episode of the show can feel like a whole season’s worth of some other show’s character development and storytelling and still doesn’t feel rushed to me. Its team knows how to do satisfying buildup, pacing and payoffs and just tons of fun developments.

Not a perfect series, but a solid, dependable series. I’ll be sad to see it go when it feels like it’s really reached a perfect point, and even rectified a lot of fan complaints*. On the other hand, it seems like it’s historically better for a show to end at precisely that peak.

*spoiler:

Finn’s got a permanent robotic arm for good, has grown up past his obsession with getting a girlfriend and we now have the complete story of his parents, which was highly satisfying after that years-long wait.

I see a lot of posts floating around with advice like “just force yourself to focus by eliminating all other distractions” or that offer tips for motivation that really only helps neurotypicals. I’ve struggled with ADHD for my whole life, but only recently got properly diagnosed, so I thought I would offer advice on what I’ve done to actually help others like me. These tips can also also help those without ADHD!

1. Throw your phone out the window.
Okay, obviously don’t actually throw your phone out a window. Something that I’ve noticed though, is that if my phone is somewhere inaccessible to me while I’m studying, I don’t compulsively check it the way I would otherwise. I know many of us have major anxiety over missing something important if we aren’t checking everything all the time, and often even apps like Forest (an app that forces you to not access the rest of your phone for a set period of time) don’t always do the trick. I’ve found that it’s a lot better to say, leave your phone on your dresser in your room while you study in the kitchen, or to put it on the dining table if you study in your room.

2. Make a second account on your computer, and restrict everything.
Listen. I have a million tabs open. I’ve currently got twelve open in chrome and another five or six open in safari; and of course, I’m using all of them right now. It’s just kinda how ADHD goes. And when it comes to studying, this proves to be a major distraction – how could it not be? I’m constantly bouncing between the actual work I’m meant to be doing and three different fanfictions, two youtube videos, a dungeons and dragons manual, and college admissions websites. The solution to this? I made another user account on my computer aptly titled “school.” On this account, nearly everything is restricted; I can’t get on tumblr, youtube, Facebook, Instagram, discord, or anything similar. The only sites I have access to are google’s sites (mail, drive, classroom), some math help sites, and Khan Academy. Since these things are blocked, I have to consciously make the decision to procrastinate – and trust me, half the time I’m procrastinating I’m barely aware I’m doing it, so this helps a lot.

3. While scheduling and prioritizing might seem impossible, there’s one time that almost always works.
A remarkable way to motivate yourself for neurotypicals is to simply make a to-do list. If I tried to make a to-do list, it would end up taking more time than any of the tasks on it, and it would be thirty-plus items long at any given time. HOWEVER, I’ve found that sitting down right before I’m about to do work and jotting down a list of what I need to do in the next hour is incredibly helpful. The key here is to never plan for more than an hour at a time, lest you end up with the too-long list that is likely to make you even more stressed out. Sit down and ask yourself, what do I need to do right now, and then write that down. And then an hour later, if you’ve completed all those tasks (or when you complete them, be it earlier or later than that hour) plan for the next hour. Ask yourself, well, now that that’s finished, what do I need to do now? Continue this until your homework and chores are done. The nice thing about this method is that you get the satisfying feeling of accomplishment every hour, which is very motivating and helpful for staying on task despite your ADHD.

4. If you need to be in motion, be in motion.
I know this isn’t true of everyone with ADHD, but I physically cannot stay still. I play with my hands, bounce my leg and my foot, twist my ring, run my hands through my hair – you name it. I find that standing while studying is helpful to this; I have a high kitchen counter with stools that I can slip on and off of easily. When I need to watch a video, I give my hands something to do; I’ve found that stretchy erasers are great for occupying my hands without distracting me from my task, but whatever works for you – fidget cubes, food, silly putty, etc. – is worth a shot. Even something as simple as letting your legs hang off whatever you’re sitting on so you can fidget as you need can be extremely beneficial in keeping your focus.

5. Recognize that sometimes, you won’t be able to get everything done. And that’s okay.
Fun fact: neurotypicals can’t always get everything done either. The important thing to remember is that ADHD is manageable, and can be worked with.

jungkook; morning kiss(es)

❝there’s no such thing as singular in jungkook’s book of kisses. only plural.
►1870 words // scenario
♡ this is for @cno-inbminor​ bc we reached our 200th day snapstreaksary (it’s a word i swear) and this is a little overdue but here it is i tried my best and it’s short but i LOVE YOU KAREN

Originally posted by officialwookkibby

Jungkook was a person who could be satisfied (and happy) with the littlest of things in life or, could find significance in anything he came across with. 

One, you (not to be taken literally but hey, he does use the benefit of being taller and you know when you’re shorter you have a better aim at his di-). Two, discounted prices on set meals he wants to eat. Three, finding a dollar lying on the floor and claiming it as his even though he knows damn well it fell from your purse but finders keepers losers weepers. Four, Jimin and Taehyung messing with Hoseok, only got get a beating after and his devil ass is watching from the side the whole time. And last but not least, sleeping until the sun breaks through the window and rakes his ass awake.

He was a heavy sleeper and that, ladies and gentlemen, was not a surprising thing at all. God no. Almost everyone around him had experienced troubles waking him up at least once (thrice) in their lifetime. As quoted from none other than Kim Seokjin and editing from Kim Namjoon: “That boy can sleep until the world burns down and he’ll wake up being alone.” (end scene)

It was all about getting used to, in your opinion. You’d gauge around the time he’d wake up and plan your day on from there. See, if you can’t change the boy’s habit, change the way you work things around. Simple. (unless you’re living with six other guys who gives no shit with your sleeping habits then kudos to you, good luck chap, better luck next life)

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[Got] 7 Deadly Sins: Lust

Originally posted by nochuie


Is it really such a sin to admire the beauty the heavens have bestowed upon this vast expanse?

In my former position of exaltation, I’ve seen and known all things that have and will ever exist. Yet, in all my time I have yet to find anything quite as exquisite as the female form. Especially hers.

Sensual, delicate, soft. Lips that could drive any being to insanity, eyes you could drown in, and those curves… Those curves could send this angel straight to hell.

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People may mock the name Bughead

But at least it’s an established long time recognized ship name for Betty and Jughead (platonic or otherwise) since it was formed from the comics and not from the Riverdale TV show. 

Before the show, there’s hardly any pairing name coined for Betty/Archie, Betty/Veronica but there’s already a long established Betty/Jughead Bughead fanfic archive on ff.net since 2010. 

Bugheads: Jughead & Betty  // https://www.fanfiction.net/community/Bugheads-Jughead-Betty/87036/ 

Betty/Jughead ff.net search

Well, if some still havent’ warmed up to the name, we could also coin another name for the Betty/Jughead pairing, be it platonic or otherwise, and my suggestion is Blue & Gold. ;)

Some fanfiction.net recommendations that are really well written and my all time favorites: 

✎ Playlist Amour By: ElfPrincessKitty  ❧ Betty slowly begins to realize that there are only so many times one can have their heart broken before there are too many pieces to pick up alone. Jughead begins to understand that a constant supply of food isn’t the only thing he needs in his life.  //  This is one of my all time favorites, particularly of how they didn’t make the Betty/Jughead dynamic too OOC….and it’s the most realistic potential progression for how Betty and Jughead’s relationship might evolve….. it’s incomplete but it’s definitely a must read if you’re a fan of Bughead. It has 32 Chapters so it’s pretty satisfying read….albeit still incomplete.

✎ Of Peculiar Hats and Pretty Blondes  By: Drowning.Octopus  ❧ Jughead and Betty are best friends, but that’s just not enough for him. What happens between the two of them when Archie’s out of the picture? And what the hell does “best friends” mean, anyway? Complete. // Another great one with cute interpretation of how Betty/Jughead may interact with underlying feelings….Check it out

✎ We Can Be As Big As Dinosaurs By: Drowning.Octopus  ❧ Jughead has a secret and he’s never told anyone. Betty’s always been hung up on Archie, so when she tries to break ties with him, maybe it’ll be time for Jughead to finally spill his guts-among other things. Resumed! (6/5/14)    // A really funny bughead fic with great sassy banter….but beware the M rating. xD

Morbid Curiosity By: amaretto and cokeTrying to help salvage Betty’s feelings after Archie ditches her yet again, Jughead offers to escort her to the prom. But when push comes to shove, will the renowned womanhater keep his promise?

Next Time By: Naoko Asakura ❧ Jughead eats. Betty cooks. He remembers how much she means to him. She remembers that sometimes, the best things in life are right under your nose.

✎ Kisses That Taste Like Chocolates and Cherries By: The blackdash  ❧ “Kiss me,” she said to him and he was honestly caught off guard. He then wondered if Betty Cooper had become insane.  // This is a funny fluff piece that’s pretty entertaining to read on how it’s like to kiss Jughead.

✎ Crossroads By: Orangeade❧ How many roads must a man walk down before you can call him a man? Jughead x Betty - V.2 up! // This one is pretty intense…and how it’ll be like if the gang grew up and grew apart….but there’s always something underlying between B & J.

✎ At Last By: Gethsemane ❧ Juggie muses on a certain special someone from high school. A Jughead story. // An interesting take of Bughead in teenhood and adulthood. Check it out.

Dry Run By: Naoko Asakura ❧   (B/J) She drew a line and offered to let him cross it. dry run: noun (informal) - a practice event that is done to prepare for the actual event that will happen in the future.  // This is too cute.

Riverdale: Changes By: Lzsmith8❧   Riverdale is about to see some changes! Will Jughead Jones realizes that a certain blonde friend means more to him than keeping up his girl-hating image? Will Betty Cooper discover where her heart really lies?

I’m sorry but I just… don’t get polyamory???? I’m trying to tho, I really am. But just… could you explain why you’d feel the need to be in a relationship with someone else, while you’re in a relationship with someone even tho you’re happy with them, and completely satisfied?

The best way I’ve found to explain it is in metaphors: you might want to have mashed potatoes with your steak. Even though the steak on its own is delicious and satisfying as a steak, there’s plenty of room to enjoy other flavors and foods as well. Wanting potatoes doesn’t mean there’s anything wrong or lacking about the steak, but just having steak is less appealing to some people than steak and potatoes.

Even if you have the best bed in the world, and your dream car, you still want to have both - your bed being an awesome bed doesn’t mean you don’t need a car, and your car being spectacular as a car doesn’t mean it works well as a bed. 

Most people like having more than one friend, even though all their friendships independently are happy and satisfying - because people are multifaceted and it’s rare to find one human who meets 100% of your needs 100% of the time. You can have positive, loving, happy, satisfying relationships with multiple siblings and both parents - polyamory is an extension of this concept, that love is not “zero-sum” and that loving one person doesn’t make it impossible to love someone else too.

But to be totally honest, questions like this make me wonder whether we as a culture need to get better at seeing the value in things we don’t necessarily want for ourselves. I really, really hate working out. I don’t see any of the appeal in it; and I especially hate running. But I have friends who run miles every day and run marathons. I understand intellectually that they get something positive out of it, that it works for them. I can’t comprehend personally how any of that is enjoyable, but I can accept that it is, for someone who is not me. I personally don’t get why a person willingly endures that, but I do get that plenty of people do, and it’s okay for people to be different from me.

I can completely accept the validity of lesbianism, even though I am a woman who is very straight and don’t really “get” the appeal of having sex with another woman. I don’t demand that lesbians explain to me how it works that they’re into women; I don’t refuse to accept something unless I myself “get” it. I don’t conflate my own interest in something with that thing’s fundamental value.

So my recommendation to you is to ask yourself why it’s important to you to “get” polyamory. Is it enough to accept that other people have perspectives, desires, and feelings that differ from yours? Can you let yourself understand intellectually that this is just another way of being a person, even if you yourself have never felt that “need”? 

If there are polyamorous people in your life and you’re struggling to come to terms with their choices, try and remember that you don’t need to feel the same way as them for you to respect, honor, and value them - just like I don’t have to fully grasp what is fun about running to support my marathon-running friends. If someone in your life is trying to pressure you into a polyamorous mindset or relationship, know that you don’t need to change who you are or think yourself into being someone that you’re not. It is enough to be yourself and let others be themselves.

P.S. I know working out is very good for you and I really do my best please do not send well-intentioned suggestions about yoga or crossfit or couch-to-5k :) 

Forever Friendzoned

Pairing: Y/N/Michael

Rating: All

Request: No

Words: 3.500+

Summary: How many blind dates and failures does it take for Y/N to realize that the only guy who will truly love her is her best friend and the completely friendzoned guy Michael?

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Drunk Love

Summary: Mickey and Ian walk into the house completely wasted and neither of them realized Carl and Fiona were in the room.

Word Count: 1064

Notes: To whoever requested this– I love drunk gallavich too omg


“Oh, shit,” Ian groaned as he tried climbing up the stairs of his front porch. Mickey was still at the bottom laughing his ass off as he watched his drunken boyfriend attempt to walk up the stairs without anything to lean on.

Mickey choked back another giggle. “You’re not gonna make it.”

“Hey, fuck you,” Ian said before falling over the last stair. He bursted into fit of laughter, and so did Mickey.

“Are you okay, dumbass?” Mickey trudged his way up the stairs only to trip on his shoe lace. Luckily he caught himself, unlike Ian.

Ian stayed laying on the ground until Mickey reached him to help him up. “You could barely get up this mountainous staircase either, fuckhead!”

Mickey snorted and flung Ian’s arm around his shoulders when he got him to his feet. “How did we even get this hammered?”

“Man, I don’t know,” Ian said with a grin. “It’s a hell of a lot of fun though,” he kissed his boyfriend’s cheek as they walked into the house.

The drunken couple falls onto the couch without any realization that Carl was sitting on the steps and Fiona was in the doorway of the kitchen. Ian laid his head on Mickey shoulder and Mickey ran his fingers through the other boy’s red hair.

Suddenly Ian made eye contact with his boyfriend. “Mick! Mickey! Guess what?”

“What?” Mickey said in what seemed like an uninterested tone. He was slowly dazing off to sleep until Ian laid his hands on him and started to shake his shoulders.

“Do you know we’ve been fucking for four years?” He said in amazement. “That’s a long ass time,” he said proudly.

Fiona and Carl abruptly turn their heads to meet each other’s shocked gaze. Four years? How didn’t they tell anyone it’s been so long? They couldn’t believe that they weren’t aware of the boy’s long relationship until quite recently.

Mickey nods his head. “Haven’t gotten fed up with your ass just yet, Gallagher,” he said with his usual cocky smirk.

“That’s because you love me, duh,” Ian rolled his eyes, and made the comment sound like it was obvious.

Carl couldn’t help but smile at the drunken conversation that his brother and Mickey were having. He never got to experience the sight of a real and strong love– other than Kev and V– so it was nice to see. This is the type of relationship he wanted to have one day.

“Hmmm,” Mickey joked. When Ian’s brows furrowed in fake sadness, Mickey gave in. “You’re right, you’re right. I love you,” he sweetly pecked his boyfriend on the lips. “Oh shit, you made me really fucking gay.”

Ian smirked. “You’ve always been really fucking gay, dumbass! Now you just got someone to be gay with.” He kissed Mickey. “I love you toooooo,” he hummed.

They kiss for a short few moments before Ian started giggling into Mickey’s mouth. “What the fuck, Firecrotch?”

The nickname “Firecrotch” caused Carl and Fiona too gag. It was definitely not nice hearing Mickey refer to their brother that way. The two eventually gave each other a look that said they should stop being creeps and watching the couple, so they were about to head to their bedrooms when Ian’s voice distracted them once again.

“Remember when you threatened to rip my fucking out if I kissed you?”

Mickey scowled at him without any real threat. “Shut the fuck up,” he said bashfully. He hated that he tried pushing Ian away for so long.

From the look in Ian’s eyes though, Mickey knew he was not going to let up. “You were so scared, Mick. I waited about two and a half years for you to kiss me—” Ian gets cut off by Mickey’s lips.

When they separate from the kiss, Mickey has a satisfied expression when Ian is staring at him and looking starstruck. “Well you got what ya fucking wanted now, didn’t you?” Ian nods. “I like kissin’ you,”

“Are you goin’ soft on me?” Ian joked with a grin. When Mickey scowled at him once again, he shook his head. “I’m kidding! I’m kidding! I like kissin’ you too,” he kissed his cheek.

“M’tired,” Mickey mumbled.

“Wanna go upstairs and sleep?”

“Too far,” Mickey shrugged. Neither of them turned to see the stairs so they were still completely unaware of Carl’s presence there. They also didn’t turn towards the kitchen either so they didn’t know Fiona was there as well.

Suddenly Ian sprawls himself out across the couch. He motions for Mickey to do the same, so he obliges. The two boys wind up laying face to face. Their arms are wrapped tightly around each other and their legs are intertwined.

Mickey almost immediately closes his eyes, and just as quick Ian starts talking again. “Mickey,” he says.

“What? I wanna fucking sleep,” he responds without opening his eyes.

“You’re pretty,” he kissed Mickey’s forehead.

Red rushed to Mickey’s cheeks after hearing the compliment– he still wasn’t used to that stuff. “Shut up,” Mickey said softy. “Go to sleep, I love you.” He nuzzled his face into Ian’s neck.

“I love you too. Good night,” he was practically beaming in joy as he shut his eyes.

Each boy fell asleep extremely fast due to the amount of alcohol they consumed earlier. They were definitely going to be facing a wicked hangover in the morning.

Fiona and Carl are left staring at the sleeping couple with wide eyes. “You think their out?” Carl’s asks.

“Out cold– I hear snoring,” Fiona responds as she walks forward.

“I know they were drunk, but holy shit,” Carl laughs. It was nice seeing Ian so happy.

Fiona reciprocated with the same chuckle. “Who would’ve thought Ian could make fucking Mickey Milkovich  fall in love? That kid really does have a heart,” she said.

“Only for Ian though,” Carl added.

“Clearly.”

They both took one last glance at the couple before heading upstairs to go to sleep. For a moment they were both stuck in their own separate thoughts of wanting a relationship like that. Ian and Mickey were head over heels in love, and they may not show it all the time, but that type of love is what people dream about.

BTS reaction to your disappointment @ your grades

Anonymous said: BTS reaction to you working hard to keep up your grades but when you received your report card it turns out your grades dropped and you feel really sad about it

Here it is! (I’m not completely satisfied with this one, but here it is anyways)

I’m sorry if each reaction is too similar, that’s just how it came out cx


Rap Monster (Namjoon):

Originally posted by namseok

You stare down at the letters on the page - having waited until you returned home - your heart sinking to your stomach, and you slump down in your seat. Again. Even after all the work you put in, the endless nights of sheets and books scattered everywhere, the blood, sweat and tears you put into your studies, your grades still drop. Your mood drops completely, all sense of hope disappears and you’re left slumped in the chair, your head in your hands.

Namjoon quietly lets himself into your apartment, calling out for you, a hopeful smile on his face, dimples and all. His heart cracks a little when he sees you sobbing on the couch - your body shaking with tears - and he drops his bags at the door, rushing forward, accidentally hitting the table in the way. 

“(Y/N)? What’s wrong?” He asks softly, rubbing your arm comfortingly.

You look up, attempting to force a smile, and yet your vision is still blurred through the tears. You sigh, finally stating, “My grades dropped, again.” 

He puts his arms around you, pulling you into a hug, as he says, “It’s okay, there’s always next time, I could help tutor you if you wanted? All you need is a little help jagiya, you’re smart, you can do this.” 

You nod, pulling on your sleeve and wiping your tears away, leaning into his embrace. 

“That would be great, Joonie, thank you so much.”


Jin (Seokjin):

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

“Jagiya? Why are you crying?” Jin walks up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist, and you quickly wipe away your tears, your eyes darting around.

“It’s nothing, it’s nothing, it’s fine,” you quickly say, sighing as you brushed your hair back, attempting a smile. Jin stares at you carefully, and he shakes his head, refusing to let you or the matter go.

“Jagiya, you can trust me, what’s wrong?” He finally asks, after allowing you to sob into his shoulder for a few minutes, his arms wrapped protectively around you as he rubs your back reassuringly.

“My grades have gone down yet ago, even though I worked so hard to bring them up, I don’t get it, what did I do wrong…” you rambled, still nuzzled in his shoulder and Jin frowned, saddened by your frustration and sadness, and he plants a soft kiss on your cheek, mumbling sweet words into your ear to help calm you down.

“It’s okay jagiya, next time you’ll do better, I know you will, please don’t be too disappointed,” he reassures you, his arms gently reaching under your legs to pick you up bridle-style and settle down on the couch with you, placing kisses all over your face, causing you to finally giggle, your tears drying up.

“That’s much better, I’m glad to see you smiling again (Y/N),” Jin grins, and you lean back against him, this time your turn to kiss him, smiling.


Suga (Yoongi):

Originally posted by kuromel

Yoongi pops his head through the doorway, watching as you frown, your eyes scanning over a sheet of paper, your head dropping into your hands as you sigh, tossing the paper across the table as you curl up on the couch. His lips curl downwards into a frown, and he wanders in, silently sitting next to you, his arm wrapping around you.

You simply lean into his embrace, and he shifts position to allow you to completely lean into his chest, your arms snaking around his waist. The two of you lay in this position in a while without words, your actions speaking louder than any words could, and you feel your mood lift slightly knowing that Yoongi would always be there for you whenever you needed comfort.

“School getting you down again?” Yoongi finally inquired, breaking the silence between the two of you, and you nod against his chest, still curled up against him. Yoongi resists the urge to cover your face in kisses at your adorableness, and instead opts to press his lips against your forehead, withdrawing after a few seconds.

“Don’t worry too much about it (Y/N), don’t let school get you so down, it’s not everything, yeah?” He reassures you, and you smile up at him, turning his heart to mush.


J-Hope (Hoseok):

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

(A/N: His grin is the most adorable thing I’ve seen in a while, omg <3)

Hoseok pouts as he notices you sitting in your room, slumped over your desk once again, hitting your head on the surface repeatedly, surrounded by sheets of paper. You exhale in frustration, tugging on your hair before leaning your head on the desk once again.

“(Y/N), don’t hit your head like that, you’ll hurt yourself,” he rushes over to you, crouching by you and gently touching your forehead in concern. He gazes at you, eyes holding the utmost concern, and you feel your heart melt.

“I’m sorry Hobi, it’s just uni has been stressing me out again, and my grades are going down again… I can’t do this…” You push your dishevelled hair out of your face, and he pouts again, standing up straight and outstretching his arms.

Taking one last glance at your work, you get up and engulf yourself in Hoseok’s arms, his familiar scent calming you down immediately, and you bury your face into his neck. Hobi can’t help but grin at you clinging to him, and he gently pries your arms away, only to grab his bag. He gestures to you to grab your stuff, saying, “Let’s go out somewhere nice jagi, you deserve it.”

He grins again, and you can’t help but go along with him, the initial disappointment and frustration disappearing, and replaced with a warm feeling.


Jimin:

Originally posted by bwipsul

(A/N: I might’ve died writing this part, this boy wrecks me, I wish this would happen to me cx)

“Jimin… are you planning to let go of me any time soon?” You ask, shaking your head at Jimin who was currently clinging onto your waist in a koala-like way, his face buried in your shoulder.

“No, not until you promise me you won’t stay disappointed about your grades,” he replies cutely, his voice muffled as he trails kisses along your neck, and you weaken under his touch, your mouth opening, inaudible sounds escaping.

“Jiminie,” you whined, and yet you knew he was right, there was no point to beating yourself up over your grades, you could only keep working hard and hope for the best.

“Promise me,” Jimin mumbles against your neck, the vibrations sending a shiver of pleasure through your body, and he smirks, satisfied by your reaction.

“Okay, okay, I promise I’ll stop worrying about it, but stop before I end up…” you cut yourself off, and Jimin giggles, fully aware of where your thoughts were going.

He finally lifts his lips off your neck, his arms loosening up on your waist, and you can’t help but smile, your fingers brushing over your neck.


V (Taehyung):

Originally posted by keepingupwithbts

(A/N: When you have two biases and writing both their parts just wrecks your heart completely… *sigh* cx)

“Yah, jagi, you’re making me sad too,” Taehyung says, sitting across from you as your eyes scan over your grades for the nth time, a mix of sadness and disappointment in your eyes, and you finally look up, Taehyung frowning in concern.

He scrunches his face up in an exaggerated crying face in an attempt to cheer you up, an array of silly faces flashing across his face, and you can’t help but let out a giggle, your fist pressed to your mouth in an attempt to suppress it. While this sends a flash of happiness through you, a glance back at the discarded report card has the disappointment and frustration flooding back and you sigh.

Taehyung pouts, determined to cheer you up, and an idea creeps into his mind, his lips curling up into a mischievous smirk, as he gets up to sit by you on the other couch.

“What are you-” You’re cut off by Taehyung’s hands suddenly flying to your sides, and your stomach, and you shriek out in laughter from the sensation, falling back onto the couch. Taehyung relentlessly tickles you, until you throw your arms up in defeat, promising him that you’d try not to worry too much, and he grins his box smile in triumph.


Jungkook:

Originally posted by officialwookkibby

You pace around the apartment, muttering to yourself, your arms occasionally flying up in frustration, and Jungkook peers up from his phone in curiosity, furrowing his eyebrows cutely as he wonders what has you so frustrated and seemingly stressed.

“(Y/N)? Why are you mumbling to yourself like a crazy person?” He asks, snickering at the thought of it, and you spin around, glaring at him, not finding the situation amusing at all. 

“I’m still not doing great at school, even after all that work I put in, all that studying for nothing and… I can’t.” You slump down onto the couch beside him, and Jungkook turns his head to face you, a look of concern flashing across his eyes.

“If it’s any comfort, I’m not doing too great either, you’re not alone,” he grins his bunny-like smile at him, and you look at him in confusion, your eyebrows now furrowing.

“Why aren’t you stressed then?” You inquire, reaching up to brush his fringe away from his eyes, causing a light pink to flourish on his cheeks, a smile appearing on his face.

“Because,” he starts, “I figured all I need is some help, we should study together (Y/N), that could help?” 

You think it over, your stress levels finally beginning to decrease, and you finally break out into a smile, at the thought that this might finally help your grades. 

Pick me out

Friday night while hubby and sons were at the basketball games in the city.  I was working “overtime” at the store with Teddy.  After we closed Teddy was going to take me out for dinner when his friend Matt showed up.  The 3 of use had a nice dinner at the Marriott and then they took me up to a room.  In the room they took turns one fucking my pussy the other getting blowjobs, I took each one in the mouth then got them hard again and after teddy filled my pussy Matt took his turn and as teddy said he topped my off.  I came 3 times with them.  We went out to the parking lot and after Matt drove away teddy took me home.   On the way home he was saying who cock do you love, making me say how much i love his cock and the way he uses me.  After a while Teddy joked and said your are so horny for cock i bet you couldn’t even tell what cock is mine.  I told him how great his cock felt and can tell.   He dropped me off back at the store and i drove home that night completely satisfied.  Sunday afternoon i was home relaxing some great alone time as Hubby and the boys were  back to the city for basketball games.  I was laying in the sofa watching TV when the doorbell rang.  I got up and it was Teddy, i immediately got wet.  He came in and gave me a nice big kiss,  and told me he was thinking about the ride home Friday and still thinking that I  couldnt tell his cock. When i told him i could he said let see and told me to strip and go up on my bed.  I did exactly what he said and went upstairs and got ready for him.  He took a while to get up stairs but when he did i went right for his pants and for his cock.  He stopped me and said let see if you can and he took out a blindfold and put it on me and told me to sit on the edge of the bed.  Then it got hot, i heard teddy and then others whispering , teddy stood in front of me and said lets see if you can pick out my cock.  and the next thing i knew there was a nice hard cock rubbing on my lips.  I started sucking and knew right away it wasn’t Teddy uncut cock.  After he came in mouth the next one got in front of me.  I ended up sucking 5 cocks and knew that teddy was the 4th cock.  He said it was easy with blowjobs and then told me to get on all fours on the bed and one by one they fucked me doggie.  i came a lot while they took turns fucking me, but after they were all done,  it was close between the 1st and 3rd cock but i figured teddy would go 1st and i was right.  i fell on the bed after the last one came.  and just laid there exhausted for a few minutes.  When i sat up teddy took off the blindfold and when I looked around all his friends were gone.  Teddy then said he was wrong and that i really did love his cock.  I got up and there was a big wet spot on the bed and teddy told me not to clean it until tomorrow since it was on hubby side of the bed.  We went back down stairs and i expected to see all his friends but everyone left.  I asked teddy who was it and he would not tell me.  He said just keep wondering but then he said it cold be anyone and 3 of them were new cocks.  After he left I took a shower but i couldn’t stop thinking who it was i sucked and fucked that afternoon.