the kick step

i just want to take this moment to acknowledge that in s1e1 keith, more than likely, knocked the shit outta Iverson and I for one……..deeply appreciate this fact.

aaaand based on me rewatching this 5 second scene various times, my best guess (by the pained grunting) is that Iverson was this guy:

y’know….the one that got roundhouse kicked and then literally stepped over by keith? yeah thanks keith. love you.

13 | You’ll Never Walk Alone

BTS + GOT7 X READER [GANG!AU]

WORD COUNT: 5,345

series warnings: mature themes, strong language, violence, substance abuse, eventual smut. this chapter contains graphic content such as violence, gruesome torture, death, blood, wound details and grief

Originally posted by manwalage

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So. Turians.

Turians who can’t really smell anything through their small noses, so evolution made them scent things through their tongue.

Turians, who despite having spiky bits, sharp teeth and metal in their bodies are very very prone to developing an oral fixation - thanks evolution!

Turians, male Turians, who have a thing for women in charge. Not in a ‘weaker sex dominating me,’ but in a ‘she can kick my ass and step on me and I’d be totally okay with that!’

Turian, whom evolution gave sharp claws and even sharper minds, why tear someone down with their hand when they can do that with their tongue?

In more ways than one.

Turians, who, just like Humans, have to file their nails down.

Turians - and Quarians and Salarians - whom evolution gave 3 fingers, so they have a Math base 6, to the despair of everyone else.

Turians, with sharper eyesight than the rest of the galaxy using it to either scope a mark across the field or across the bar.

Turians, who are born and breed to hold civic duty and society above their own needs, who are aware that the two don’t always match, and it’s ok to admit o failure.

Turians, who can be selfish, giving, pampered, loyal, cruel, bloodthirsty, dismissive and loving, sexual deviants, all at the same time.

Turians, with subvocals and other tells that shout to everyone what they’re feeling, who take other species to be particularly deaf.

Turians who take advantage of other species’ deafness to gossip, to mutter sweet nothings to their deaf mates, to poke fun at others.

Turians, who most regard as 'disciplined’ and 'lacking a traitorous bone on their body’ and 'society above self’ being the unexpected and most accomplished con men.

Turians, who laughed at others when someone tried to 'introduce’ them to oral sex, as if they haven’t tried *that* before.

Turians, who would rather pay respect to their Spirits.

Turians, who will try dating a human just for the heck of it, just to say they did it, and end up so enamoured with their tone deaf, squishy human.

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Neck Deep / Life’s Not Out to Get You

World’s Best Dad (Part 2)

Originally posted by hugwinchester

Summary: The reader heads to the Winchesters for her date with Dean…

World’s Best Dad Masterlist

Pairing: single parent!Dean x kindergarten teacher!reader

Word Count: 3,500ish

Warnings: language

A/N: Gah, daddy!Dean is too cute…


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I didn’t realize how much I was missing this field until we set foot in it – immediately, that spirit-soaring feeling, light and movement flooding you, in you and out of you and around you.

STEP KICK KICK LEAP KICK TOUCH AGAIN STEP KICK KICK LEAP KICK TOUCH AGAIN STEP KICK KICK LEAP KICK TOUCH AGAIN STEP KICK KICK LEAP KICK TOUCH RIGHT THAT CONNECTS WITH TURN TURN OUT IN TOUCH STEP STEP KICK KICK LEAP KICK TOUCH GOT IT GOING ON AND TURN TURN TOUCH DOWN BACK STEP PIVOT STEP WALK WALK WALK RIGHT LET’S DO THE WHOLE COMBINATION FACING AWAY FROM THE MIRROR FROM THE TOP A FIVE SIX SEVEN EIGHT

Where and how to watch NWSL games

(Making this for my sake mostly because I can’t answer the same messages over and over again)

Are you from the USA?

If your answer is yes, there are 3 ways to watch a game! If not, ignore the next chunk of gibberish and skip to the paragraph after!

Step 1: choose a game you’d like to watch (refer to NWSLSoccer.com/schedule). And if the game you’ve chosen is the weekend’s Lifetime-featured game, proceed to step 2. If not, check out step 3.
Step 2: you can turn on your TV and flip it to whatever channel you have Lifetime on OR, you can head on over to mylifetime.com for the online stream!
Step 3: download the go90 app on android or iOS and click on to the NWSL link to look for your game of choice! To watch on a telly, link your device up to Chromecast or Airplay!
Step 4: enjoy the game!

International fan?

Nice! You’ve got 2 ways to watch the games!

Step 1: download the NWSL app for iOS (if you’re using Android or if you’d rather not watch on your mobile device, you can skip to step 3)
Step 2: click on games on the bottom portion of your screen and select your game of choice! The stream should be up a few minutes before kick off.
Step 3: head on over to NWSLSoccer.com/schedule and click the game you’d like to watch. There should be a link for a live stream up for you a few minutes before kick off!
Step 4: enjoy the game!!

FAQs:

Can we rewatch the game after the stream?
- Yup! On the go90 app/ mylifetime.com for people in the US; on the NWSL app/site for internationals!

Is there any other way we can live stream the games?
- Nope. Not even on YouTube!

Will NWSL upload the entire games for rewatching on YouTube still?
- According to the FAQ page on the NWSL app, there won’t be any other rewatch platforms for the games (unless someone else - not the NWSL account - uploads them on YouTube)

Neglected | Jughead Jones

Hi people! 

So here it is my first Riverdale imagine ever 💕

I promise I’m not ignoring your requests but I’m slowly going through all of them and will be posting them as soon as I can, so bear with me. 

Anon request: can you please write a jughead imagine where the reader is new in riverdale and they meet and then they start dating but the reader gets insecure because he spends a lot of time with betty and betty acts all bitchy and jealous because her and jughead liked each other before she moved and they fight because of that???? 

Now, it was very hard for me to portray Betty as “bitchy” because she’s a precious cinnamon roll, but I tried my best. So I hope you like it. 💕

Warnings: jealous Betty (I apologize to all Bughead shippers), insecure reader. 

-

“I think that’s the last box kiddo, thanks for helping out.” Y/N’s dad said taking the empty box to put it with the rest to dispose of them later. “Why don’t you go to explore for a bit while I finish arranging everything?”

“Is it okay if I go take a walk? I want to see what’s around here.”

“Sure, just be very careful and take your phone with you.” Y/N nodded and took her jacket before walking out the door.

Y/N had just moved with her dad to Riverdale after her parents disastrous divorce. It was an excruciating process full of never ending battles between them. Always fighting for the most stupid things just so they could bother the other and Y/N was tired of it.

So after being part of the collateral damage from the war between her parents, she decided she needed a change of air.

Once the divorce process was completed, months after their first fight with their lawyers, her dad told her he was moving away to his hometown to look for a bit of calm. She didn’t hesitate when she asked him to take her with him. She just wanted to get away from the house she was living in, to take a break of everything that happened.

Her mom put a bit of a fight in that, but she was old enough to decide with who she wanted to live with, so eventually she let her go.

She was aware that it may not be the most exciting thing to spend your high school years in a very small town. And school year had already started, so she would have a bit of trouble fitting in and catching up with every subject. But in all honesty, surviving high school would be more than enough at this point.

She continued to walk along the almost empty streets of Riverdale. The chilly air was doing wonders to calm her mind so she just trusted her feet to take her wherever they wanted.

After a few minutes walking, she noticed some cars parked from a distance. A big screen in front of them, projecting the iconic James Dean in “Rebel without a cause”.

Curiosity kicked in taking her steps towards that place, eventually noticing it was a drive-in. According to the sign in the entrance, it was the last night it would be open. It was a shame she just got there that day.

She now understood why the streets were almost devoid of people.

The place was packed with cars. People were gathering up in front of a small stand in order to buy some snacks and popcorn.

After some debating with herself, she decide to sit on the ground by the snacks stand. She had a decent view of the screen and she didn’t feel that lonely. She might be going against the rules of the drive-in, since she didn’t brought a car, but she wanted to stay and watch the movie to enjoy the last night of the drive-in like the rest of Riverdale.

-

30 good minutes passed before it started to get colder. She buried face in the front of her jacket rubbing her arms at the same time, trying to create some friction to keep her warm. As much as she tried though, after a bit, it became too cold to bear.  

She looked around, seeking for a place to stay to watch the rest of the movie where she would be shielded from the cold. She actually thought of going to someone and ask them if she could stay in their car with them, but that would be way too weird and creepy.

All of sudden, her eyes caught a sight of the small booth where the movie was being projected, her feet already approaching it.

Without a second thought, she entered the booth before anyone caught her. The warmth immediately enveloped her, her lips breaking into a content smile. She closed the door behind her rubbing her hands together to get rid of the cold burning her skin.

“What are you doing here?” an accusing voice made her jump. She turned around placing her eyes on the raven haired boy sitting in front of her, scrutinizing her with his eyes.

“I-I’m really sorry.” she apologized with her cheeks burning in embarrassment. “I thought no one was here.” he raised his brows waiting for an explanation that she hadn’t given him yet. “I didn’t mean to intrude or anything, but I was freezing out there.” he frowned, increasing the embarrassment she was feeling.  

“What about your car?” he asked still suspicious. “It’s a drive-in, you know?”

“I know but I came here by myself… walking, I mean.” his gaze was making her uncomfortable as he studied her face with curiousness, almost reading her like an open book. She fidgeted in her place awkwardly trying to hide herself from his prying stare.“I’m really sorry, I’ll just go.”

“No” he said stopping her as she was already turning around with her hand reaching for the door. “It’s fine.”

He sighed and pointed to the spot next to him with his head. She thought about it for a moment before she hesitantly took slow steps towards him. He sensed her doubt and offered her a half smile, patting the seat next to him inviting her to sit.

“So are you enjoying the movie?” he asked while adjusting the beanie covering his head.

“Well…I’m more of a Tarantino type of girl but I can appreciate a good 50’s James Dean movie.” she replied shrugging carelessly.

“So you’re into unconventional structure and racial epithets. All up for controversy, I see.” he commented wit a teasing smile earning an amused chuckle from her. “I’m Jughead.”

What a curious name she thought.

“Y/N”

“You’re new here.” he wasn’t asking, he was telling her he knew she was new in town. It wasn’t a surprise though. In such a small town, new people stood out like a sore thumb.

“I am, just got here today.” she confirmed hugging her knees.

“Why now? School year already started.” he said confused. It was weird for someone to move to Riverdale, let alone when everyone had already resumed their activities after the summer.  

“Yeah, but my parents’ divorce trial just ended so…you know.” she trailed off not wanting to get into a deep conversation about her broken family.

“That sucks.” he simply replied focusing his eyes on the movie once again.

“I’d like it better this way, though.”she admitted. “They’re not at each other’s throat all the time anymore so it’s cool.”

She took the chance to look around the place, noticing that apart from the films that were piled in a corner, there were also clothes and bags next to what looked like an improvised bed. There were also a couple of pictures on the walls and some canned food resting on the ground. All in all, it looked way too personal for just a working place. It was more of a dorm where a college student spent their days when he wasn’t in class. “You work here?” she asked, curiosity taking the best of her.

“I won’t anymore after tonight.” he replied, his expression turning sour. “People don’t care about this place, even if it represents a historical and monumental part of this town, they don’t seem to mind its closing.”  

“I’m sorry, it’s really a shame I got here the last day of its existence. It seems like this place means a lot to you.”

“Yeah, this place is almost like home.” he said with sarcasm dripping from every word.

It was then when she understood that he definitely lived in that little booth. She ignored the reasons why he had to do such thing, but she knew that they were going to take his home away from him.

She didn’t want to say anything further so she wouldn’t get to any touching subject.

They both kept quiet for the rest of the movie, sometimes interrupting to make a comment on a specific scene.

There was not an awkward tension between them and weird enough, Jughead didn’t feel the need to shut Y/N out as he would with any other stranger. Sure he was now friends with Kevin and Veronica, but that was mostly because of Betty, cause if it wasn’t for her, he would probably have never even spoken to them.  

Soon enough, the credits were rolling on the screen. People put away their blankets and threw away their left over popcorn before starting their cars to leave.

Y/N stood up from her seat, once she saw the cars lining up in the exit, the place slowly emptying. She zipped up her jacket and placed her hands on her pockets before offering Jughead a smile.

“Thank you for letting me stay.” she said making him smirk.

“My pleasure.” he replied standing up too.

“I’ll see you around, yeah?” Y/N asked before stepping outside.

“I bet you will.” Jughead said with his smirk not wavering. She silently chuckled while closing the door behind her, walking home with a smile on her face.

~~~*~~~

Y/N exited her classroom once the bell rang indicating lunch time. She joined the group of students eager to reach the cafeteria so they wouldn’t have to wait in line to get their lunch. Most of them just anxious to gossip with their group of friends.

Y/N was distractedly looking at her feet, careful to not trip with someone else’s feet when a hand reached for hers, interlacing their fingers together. She raised her head, her gaze meeting a pair of green eyes paired up with a mischievous smile. She leaned into Jughead’s shoulder, as he placed a kiss on the back of her hand.  

After that night in the drive-in, it didn’t take long for them to meet again. They shared one of their classes and as soon as she entered the classroom, Y/N recognized that grey beanie. She immediately made a beeline to the seat next to Jughead, him greeting her with a small smile.

She was more than grateful that she finally had someone to ease her embarrassment caused by the constant blatant stares of her classmates.

Throughout the days, they spent plenty of time together, becoming closer and closer. It wasn’t a surprise when they started dating, pretty much everyone saw that coming.

“So apparently the most talked about thing here, it’s still Cheryl Blossom’s continuous breakdowns.” he greeted her with a random comment, just like he did everyday.

“Well, she keeps publicly addressing her brother so it’s not much of a surprise.” she admitted. “I don’t blame her though.”

“I have no comments on the matter.” Jughead said, clearly saving some strong opinions about the situation. Y/N just shook her head while laughing.

“Hey, are you up for a movie tonight?” she asked changing to a lighter subject.

“Sorry, I can’t. I already have plans.” He lowered her head, almost shying away from her eyes. He  looked almost ashamed as he tightened the grip on her hand.

“Oh, it’s okay. We can hang out other day.” she tried hard to keep the disappointment out of her voice, and as curious as she was, she decided not to ask him about his plans.

“Hey guys!” Archie greeted them once they met them at one of the tables. Y/N said hi to everyone and took her usual seat next to Veronica.

Veronica had moved to Riverdale a couple of weeks before Y/N, so she knew what it was like to be the new girl in town. Veronica took her under her wing right away, becoming great friends in no time.

“Hey, are you up for some pampering after school?” she questioned. “I’m in desperate need of a mani-pedi and a face mask.”

“Sure!” Y/N replied, playing with an apple. “I was planning on hanging out with Jughead but he’s busy, so I’m down.” Veronica clapped her hands excited as Y/N turned around to face the blonde girl in front of them.

“Do you wan to come with us Betty?” She asked, offering her a kind smile.

Although Jughead was the first person she met in Riverdale, it was actually Veronica who introduced her to the rest of her friends. They were very nice, easily getting along with her and including her in their little group dynamics. They were all very welcoming, except for one person: Betty.

She wasn’t rude or insulting, but she wasn’t necessarily thrilled whenever Y/N was around. She avoided Y/N like the plague, being cold and cutting every time she spoke to her.

Despite Betty’s obvious dislike of her, Y/N kept trying to approach her and made sure she knew she was always included in her plans with Veronica, but she was never interested.

That was the main reason why Jughead was a bit hesitant to spend time with Betty when they first started dating. Y/N took notice of this and instantly reassured him that no matter what, she understood how important Betty was to him and actually, encouraged him to hang out with her.

But no matter what she did, it was never enough to get Betty to stop acting the way she did.

“I’m busy today.” She curtly replied. “Jughead and I are going to work on an article for The Blue and Gold.” Betty took a look at Y/N’s face while raising her brow.

Jughead cringed on his place, trying to shield himself from everybody’s looks that were now focused on him. Y/N could tell that everyone tensed at Betty’s statement, but she didn’t understand why. Of course she was confused on why would Jughead would hide that from her, when he usually told her whenever he was going to hang out with Betty, but it wasn’t anything worthy of that reaction. They were childhood friends after all. There was nothing wrong with them wanting to hang out for a day.  

“Cool, I’m looking forward to read whatever you guys come up with.” Y/N said with a smile on her face, causing Archie, Veronica and Kevin to look at her with wide eyes.

The atmosphere on the table became awkward after that, and no one seemed to know how to break the silence. The only sound filling their ears, being the chatter from the tables around them.

There was something more complicated regarding Betty and Jughead, and concern was already planting itself on Y/N’s mind.

-

“So what do you think, peel off or clay mask?” Veronica asked Y/N showing her two containers of face masks. Y/N sighed and dropped her head.

“Ronnie can I ask you a question?” she said, randomly changing the subject, causing a frown to appear on her friend’s face.

“Sure, what’s up?” she replied as she placed both products on the table.

“Why was everyone so tense when Betty said she would be hanging out wth Jughead?” As if on cue, Veronica’s back straightened, her whole body rigid with tension. She rubbed her forehead with her fingers and sighed while a serious expression took over her face.

“You really don’t know anything about Jughead and Betty’s history, do you?”

“They are childhood friends and they are really close…what about it?” Y/N inquired, still confused on why was that such a big deal to everyone else.

“That’s not what I meant.” Veronica said shaking her head. She shifted in her place, bracing herself for what she was about to tell her. “So you already know how Archie broke Betty’s heart, right?” Y/n nodded. “After that happened, Jughead came into the picture. He started to get really close with Betty always being there for her. Apparently they had a thing for each other… until you came.”

“Wha-what?” Saying that she felt overwhelmed was an understatement. She nearly felt dizzy at the news.

“That’s why Betty doesn’t like you. You basically stole Jughead away from her, even though you weren’t aware of that.” she flinched as she recalled her first week in Riverdale. “I mean two heartbreaks in a row, is not something easy to deal with.”  

“Oh God.” Y/N shut her eyes, desperately trying to get a grip of her emotions.

“That’s also why we all looked at you like you were crazy when you were so cool about it. It wasn’t normal for you to react that way when Betty pretty much rubbed on your face that she was going to be alone with Jughead.” she frowned. “It’s very weird because Betty is one of the nicest girls I know, so it’s interesting to watch her being so defensive.”

She felt the wind being knocked out of her and her chest felt heavy with uncertainty. She had been so oblivious to the relationship between Betty and Jughead had before she came. It all made so much sense now.

Now that everything was on the table, she couldn’t help but to feel a bit insecure. She trusted Jughead, but it was such a messed up situation there was no telling how it could end. Besides, she didn’t understand why Jughead had been keeping something that important from her.

“But don’t overthink Y/N, he’s wrapped around your finger. You have nothing to worry about.” she comforted her rubbing her knee, before going back to the face masks.

-

Little by little, insecurity spread through Y/N’s system taking over her rational thoughts and drowning her in an ocean of self destruction. The realization that if it wasn’t for her, Jughead and Betty would most likely be together, hit her like a truck.

Her confidence had received a major blow and she didn’t know how to handle it. How can you compete with the perfect green eyed beauty that is your boyfriend’s childhood friend? It’s even worse when you get the news that at some point, they were romantically interested in each other.  

Y/N was doing exactly what Veronica told her not to do. She was over thinking everything that revolved around Betty and Jughead.

She couldn’t help but notice every time that Betty touched Jughead whenever she was speaking to him. How she always giggled at his minimum sarcastic comment. How in every difficult situation, she always relied on Jughead to make it better. And the worst part, the way Jughead seemed to have a soft spot for her as he let his guard down completely around her.  

Y/N was on the brink of paranoia. She had already pictured every single worst case scenario, feeling guilty a couple of hours later for doubting of Jughead.

But it was practically impossible to get rid of her thoughts when Jughead had been blowing her off the last few weeks, because he had already made plans with Betty.

In numerous occasions she asked him to hang out, but every single time he gave her the same excuses.

“Betty has a lot on her mind lately.” “Betty needs my help for The Blue and Gold.” “Betty wants to do some research.”

No matter what, Betty only wanted Jughead’s help and no one else’s. And Jughead couldn’t refuse her the help that she needed, without any second thoughts.

And one can only take so much rejection before giving up. And she had had enough.

She started to withdraw from Jughead. Not avoiding him, but she wasn’t looking for his attention anymore.

Her pain wasn’t about Betty and Jughead’s past at all. It was the fact that he seemed to choose Betty over her all the time, not dividing his time between the two of them. He didn’t have time to be with her anymore and his carelessness was killing her.

Her friends noticed the change in her behavior. Especially because, even if it wasn’t her intention, she was also withdrawing from them with her mind always wandering elsewhere. She didn’t smile as often as she used to and when she did, it looked forced. She didn’t participate in the group’s conversations, keeping quiet at all times. And despite everyone asking her if something was wrong, she didn’t open up to anyone, always dismissing her mood.

But all her friends agreed that she looked pretty defeated.

That went on for some days, until one day Jughead caught her in the hallway between classes.

“Hey.” he greeted her, securing an arm around her shoulders. “I feel like I haven’t seen you in forever.” she felt her heart break a little when his lips placed a kiss on her temple.  

“Yeah, it’s been a while.” she awkwardly said with a grimace, focusing her gaze on the floor.

“I was thinking that we could go to Pop’s tonight.” she showed her that cute little smile of his. “I know we haven’t been able to hang out and I really want to spend some time with you. I’ve missed you.” he brushed his nose against her cheek, wordlessly telling her, he had been craving her touch.

But as cute and adorable as he was acting at the moment, she couldn’t bring herself to push her heartache away.

“I-I can’t tonight Jug, sorry.” she avoided his gaze as she quickly escaped from his embrace, taking fast steps towards her next class.

Jughead stood in the middle of the hallway with his arm stretched to her, a hurt and confused expression plastered on his face. It was now clear, that whatever was going on with her, it was way deeper than he originally thought.  

  •  

Two days after the encounter with Jughead, she decided that enough was enough. She had to stop running away from her problems and face them once and for all. Otherwise, there would be no  way to solve the situation.

She tied up her sneakers and threw on her jacket before setting off to Archie’s house. She knew it was a bit late for a talk, but hopefully Jughead would be as understanding and kind as always. He never failed to be there for her.

She knocked on the door and waited for a few seconds before Jughead opened the door.

His expression morphed into a mix of confusion and nervousness in a flash. Maybe Archie’s dad was already home and didn’t like any late night visits.

“Hey.” he breathed. “What are you doing here?”

“I needed to see you.” she peeked behind him, to see if someone was around. “Is Archie home?”

“No, why?” he turned around to look inside for a bit, mainly to avoid looking her in the eye.

“I have to talk to you about something.” she pushed, trying hard to caught his gaze.

“Now’s not a good time Y/N.”Jughead fidgeted on his feet, his head shaking.

“I know it’s late but I-“ her sentence was cut short by a very familiar voice.

“Juggie who is it?” Betty asked, appearing from behind, placing her hand on Jughead’s shoulder to rest her chin on top of it. Y/N sighed frustrated, his previous behavior now making sense.

“Figures.” she scoffed before turning around, moving far away from the house as fast as she could without looking desperate.

“Y/N wait!” he yelled, the sound of a door closing hitting her ears. She quickened her pace once she heard his rushed footsteps approaching. Soon, he caught up to her and grabbed her arm, stopping her on her tracks. “Hey it’s-it’s not what it looks like. You know she’s only my friend.” he stumbled over his words, looking a bit frantic.

“I know you’re not cheating on me Jughead, I trust you enough to know that you wouldn’t do that.” she exclaimed offended.

“The why are you so upset?” he grabbed her faced with a concerned look. “I know something’s wrong but I thought you needed some space to figure things out before you wanted to talk about it.” Y/N sighed, bracing herself for the conversation that she had been avoiding for so long.

“Why didn’t you tell me that you and Betty had thing for each other before I came?” Jughead’s face  immediately turned pale, his mouth going completely dry. Y/N knew she hit the nail on the head with her question.

“I-I don’t know.” he whispered. “It’s not a big deal.”  

“It is when that’s the reason why Betty dislikes me so much.” she brushed a hand trough her hair frustratedly. “You know I don’t mind that you want to spend time with your friends, but lately you’ve been spending a lot of your time with Betty. So much, that we actually stopped hanging out altogether, because you’re always with her.”

“Don’t be like that. You know that Betty is going through a lot.” he defended her, his voice rising with anger.

“Jughead I’ve been avoiding this conversation for a while because I didn’t want to come off as crazy or obsessive. And tonight I finally decided that I’ve had enough and that I needed to talk to you about it, but once again I’m being blown off because of Betty!”

“She needs me!” they were both yelling at this point and it was very likely that the neighbors were listening to their argument.

“I need you too!” she screeched as her eyes became glassy. She took a deep breath before continuing, now with a lower voice. “But I don’t want to be competing with Betty for your time, and most definitely I’m not going to put you in a position where you have to choose between us.” she pushed back her tears, not wanting to break in front of him. “I’m tired Jughead. I don’t want to be stuck in this situation anymore.” Jughead closed his fists by his sides, his chest rising and falling in quick breaths.

“Fine. If that’s what you want.” he bitterly replied clenching his jaw before stomping back to Archie’s house, slamming the door behind him.

She turned around, finally letting out all her bottled up emotions, the tears falling freely from her eyes.  

chink pig's daughter speaks

Okay, since I am taking over this blog, maybe I should update you guys on what has been going on in my family. My mom, chink pig–that’s her name–has been kicked out of my step dad’s house because she was getting crazy and so my step dad very rightfully decided to put a stop to it and told her to fuck off. I heard from my step brothers that she’s now working in a run down massage parlor in Flushing and sucking on some dirty Mexican dick. Who cares.
Anyway, so what happened was my mom and I liked to take showers together, and my stepdad saw us in the shower one time and decided to take some pictures of us, as you can see here. 

It started out as just innocent fun and my stepdad would just tell my mom to touch me here, or he would tell me to lick her there, you know, nothing too extraordinary, but then my mom also realized that I have been fucking my stepdad, that was when she became furious. She was just jealous that my stepdad likes me better than her old gook ass.  Well, she wasn’t even furious when my stepdad asked her to join me and my stepdad in a threesome. She felt that was too much. Honestly, I didn’t really care. LOL I was wiling to do anything to please my stepdad, because my stepdad is white, and my mom is just a chink pig. I always wanted to serve my stepdad with another asian woman, and it just sucks my mom is such a loser. 


p.s. i keep my mom’s face hidden because she complains about ppl recognizing her off the internet and she hates it when i post pictures of her because before she had ppl stalking her but i dont care because my stepdad protects me 

This is for the lost, downtrodden, and rejects, and anybody looking for a purpose.

I’ll fall asleep with my eyes open just to see if I could focus on something more than my loneliness.

We know what it’s like to be put down so “fuck you” to the world and stand your ground.

It’s all fun and games until someone gets fucked up. This will end in tears, I could never be enough for you.

Sometimes things will bend you, but trust me you’ll be fine. I’ve been moving mountains that I once had to climb, and life’s not out to get you despite the things you’ve been through.

Is it too late to say that I’m sorry for the things I do? I’m missing you like shit today.

I gave her my heart, she didn’t want it. She took it anyway and put a dark spell on it.

I’ll grow up someday, but for now I’m fine. I just wish that you were near me.

I miss your face, you’re in my head. There’s so many things that I should’ve said.

There will come a time when you will face your life, don’t let it twist and tear you up inside.

I hope this comes back to haunt you. Then maybe you would know just how it felt to be like me at my lowest.

I don’t have much to offer, but had you loved me, I’d have loved you back forever.

—  Favorite lyrics off of “Life’s Not Out To Get You” by Neck Deep.
The Black Cat

Summary: In which Dan Howell is gay, homeless, and also part cat, and Phil Lester is the nicest stranger ever.

Word Count: a whooping 9.3k!!!

Includes: an actual story, and of course, neko smut

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Boyf-riends

Boyf-riends.

Boyfriends.

It was a simple word, sliced up into two by none other than Rich.

But the word boyfriends (or rather RIENDS, as written on Michael’s satchel) gave him weird heart palpitations. So what if he’d spent the last…four weeks subconsciously drawing hearts and scribbling Jeremy’s name on his notes during bio?

And algebra.

And English.

The turning point though, was the backpacks. The fact that he was now truly “half of a pair” now that their backpacks spelt out “boyfriends” was more than his little heart could handle.

“You don’t mind the fact that our backpacks say boyfriends? If you do I probably have a red–”

“Mike, don’t worry. I’m not thrilled that half my sexuality is paraded around school but it’s whatever.” Jeremy said around his peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

The brain freeze Michael got from the slushie was probably one of the happiest ones he’s had in a while.

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After a hell of a high school day, nothing brought Michael’s spirits up more than smoking a joint and playing vintage games with Jeremy. They’d snack on Doritos and Red Mountain Dew, share a beanbag and talk about their day between bouts of shouting at the television.

“Hey, if the squip works, you won’t be too cool for video games right?” Michael gestured lamely at the Nintendo-64 plugged into Jeremy’s tv.

“You know you’re my favorite person, that’s not going to change.” Jeremy grinned, nudging Michael’s shoulder. Michael hoped that the joint he smoked after school covered for the blush burning on his cheeks.

“Is it really true I’m your favorite person?” Michael cooed, his heart twisting in his chest. The simple fact that Jeremy just smiled and laughed, such a wonderful laugh, was not helping Michael’s crush. Jeremy half heartedly shoved Michael on the beanbag they shared, though he pulled Jeremy along with him as he fell off the bag and onto the floor.

With Jeremy on top of him. Neither moved to sit up. Michael glanced down at Jeremy’s lips, wanting so, so badly to close the gap between them.

“I’ve gotta say, this is pretty gay.” Michael joked. Jeremy’s face burned red, biting his lip.

“I mean, we do have boyfriends written on our backpacks.” Jeremy joked, his eyes flicking down to Michael’s lips.

What if?

Michael leaned up and pressed his lips against Jeremy’s. His heart almost shattered until he felt Jeremy relax against his lips and kiss back. Michael tangled his fingers in Jeremy’s curls. He sucked on Jeremy’s bottom lip gently, a bout of pride flowing through him when he heard Jeremy groan into the kiss.

The kiss broke, leaving the two breathless and grinning widely.

“Jesus, you don’t understand how long I’ve wanted to do that.” They said over each other.

“You’re kidding,” Michael asked. Jeremy bit his lip and shook his head.

“It’s been a while actually. A couple of months.” Jeremy said before kissing Michael again.

The next day, Michael walked into school with an extra kick in his step, and it wasn’t just because his favorite bob Marley song came on.