what did they do to you bb

bb19 tag: Guys mark is the first hoh! Cody is first boot! 

me: well guess what bb19 tag i don’t believe you. 

     YOU bb19 tag, bb19 tag had accurate spoilers? I could NOT believe it!

     Out of all bb twitters-

bb19 tag: do NOT attack my spoilers bitch

me: of the shit that I’ve seen you dont have that many! so out of 50 mother

          fucking spoiler accounts how did you manage that! 

bb19 tag:

Kingdom Hearts
  • KH: Fuckin Riku, god damn it, now we gotta fix your shit
  • CoM: What in the fuck just- Riku, save Sora because now HE fucked up
  • 358/2 Days: you just couldn't let him rest, could you, now we've got 3 Soras
  • Coded: what
  • what was the point of that
  • DDD: 13 xehanorts, god fucking damn it
  • Union Cross: but... why is this canon????
  • Back Cover: that litERALLY DID NOTHING
  • BBS 0.2: god bless aqua, sora you're looking gorgeous, look at them go
  • KHIII: what the hap is fuckening

anonymous asked:

Do you think Neil has a binder (solely) for Andrew (and him) and one for his Foxes? What's inside the binder(s)? And ohh btw I just simply love your hc about the photos ((and i want more bec i love you and your hcs so much))

thanks bb <3

(neil only got the binders because he can’t cover every spare inch of the walls of their apartments in photos and articles - even he recognises that it would make it look like a serial stalker’s den. yes, andrew’s slightly judgmental expression did help him to reach that conclusion)

anyway, a list of some of the contents of neil’s post-graduation binders:

  • every photograph and article about kevin day neil can get his hands on - and there’s a lot of them. kevin holding trophies, kevin with his teams, kevin and thea in elegant clothes at big events, kevin smiling in a way that starts fake but gets more real as the years pass. kevin, alive. kevin, victorious. kevin with everything that riko tried to take from him. (enough of them that andrew made a dry comment or two about neil at least being predictable in his obsessions) (he’s quietly satisfied by the progression, too)
  • articles on robin, as both a fox and afterwards, concrete proof of neil’s work as a captain and andrew’s…something neil isn’t quite sure of sometimes, still. photos of her standing tall and proud, no trace of the mousey child who was nearly too afraid to be a fox
  • a collection of postcards addressed to them both in renee’s neat hand - pictures of mountain ranges and jungles and forests and deserts and cityscapes, ones that still make neil think about a different kind of travel than the frightened bolt he and his mother did across half the planet all those years ago with that vague kind of longing for something different
  • the entire photographic coverage of allison’s first fashion show (neil was there, which meant andrew was there. unsurprisingly, andrew ‘i wear designer clothes’ minyard found it more interesting than neil ‘the height of fashion is my partner’s oversized hoodie and these jeans that i’ve had for ten years’ josten)
  • a heavy piece of cream card inviting neil and andrew to the wedding of nicholas hemmick and erik klose (they went. neil had never seen nicky happier)
  • a picture of matt and neil hugging on the court after eschewing the more normal post-game handshake, wearing different colours and smiles
  • articles following dan’s career, from her first teams through to the foxes, including photos of her familiarly disapproving and determined and delighted expression on the sidelines or amongst her players
  • a collection of photos taken by various foxes at their ‘reunions’ - matt and dan curled in the same armchair, dan laughing because she’s getting squashed. renee braiding allison’s hair, her face all careful concentration, while allison sits on the floor between her knees drinking wine. aaron and kevin arguing, for old time’s sake. nicky and andrew making drinks while erik watches on in the background. all of them together in one mess, no one looking the right way, someone’s eyes closed, someone laughing a little bit too hard - perfect
  • a singular photo of jean moreau, helmet under his arm as he looks down at jeremy knox, the man he followed through the professional leagues post-college. he’s smiling in it, grey eyes crinkled in the corners. (neil can’t quite explain why he kept it - he doesn’t look at it much. when he does, he remembers)
  • a collection of articles about andrew on the court, from his first year pro all the way through. articles that still call him dangerous, but mean it in relation to the scoring percentages of his opposition. photos of him stretched out in goal, immortalised in brutal determination, beside total strangers calling him talented, even calling him revolutionary because of his style of play
  • more articles about andrew, off of the court - andrew as an icon, flat-faced beside LGBT campaigners for sports, speaking bluntly and truthfully and tactlessly at events as an invited guest. 
  • andrew, whose thesis on the treatment of mentally ill juveniles in the justice system was publicised by a psu student, who stared at everyone who questioned him about it in a way that unmistakably said i meant what i wrote
  • andrew, the survivor, who donates so much of his salary to a variety of causes, who did before anyone knew and who continued after it became public like he didn’t give a fuck because he didn’t
  • photos of the andrew that belong to neil, ones that make andrew curl his lip if neil pins them up - he and his brother standing shoulder to shoulder at the reception of aaron’s wedding, caught on camera by the official photographer in a very rare moment of understanding. him bathed in the light of a sunset on their balcony, all golden. he and neil together wearing red, white and blue in the locker room of a foreign stadium, ready to walk on the court for their country. him on the couch, asleep on his belly with one of the cats curled up in the cup of his lower back
  • (neil doesn’t mean to document his own history, only theirs - it happens by accident. there’s a photo of him beside kevin, medals around both of their necks at a world cup final. a photo him in the audience of an event where andrew is on the stage, photographed looking up from the crowd with a slight smile on his face included in an article on andrew. one from a reunion, taken from behind him and andrew with the sun turning them to silhouettes, including where their hands are curled together between them. a headshot of him from a where are they now-style article on the first ncaa champion fox team, scars on display and stare as bright and challenging as ever - still alive)
Reactions To the Dragon Maid Finale Coming To You From The Afterlife Because I’m Fucking Dead

*Spoilers for Ep 13 Below!!*


No one deserved emotional mayhem on this level but I also thoroughly enjoyed it.

-Why the fuck did they have to put the cutest opening scenes in just before they fucking ripped my heart out fuck.  

-The flowers =my everything?? JUST FINISH ME OFF WHY DON’T YOU

-Kanna and Saikawa are so sweet throughout this entire thing omg 。゚(*´□`)゚。

-Kobayshi’s just chilling enjoying a day off finally and feeling peaceful and then they had to twist that fucking knife fuck

-I tried and failed to hold it together when Kobayashi hears that Tohru left.  Just the way she pauses and doesn’t know what to do and her lil sad face and you can just *tell*  this has absolutely GUTTED her that shit took three years off my lifespan.

-My big gay baby ass cried p much the entire montage when Tohru isn’t there that’s one of the most devastating scenes I’ve witnessed in any medium in a long damn while and is like real-life familiar to me a bit and just.  Holy.  Shit.

-But like props yo Kobayashi’s single mom-ing it up she’s gonna get shit done whatever way she has to

-But it still killed me because holy shit she has takeout because she works late af and doesn’t have time to cook for them

-THE MUG SHE DROPS that hurt me why would they do this to me she’s rushing so much to get ready and get Kanna up

-Taught Kanna to use the rice cooker because she won’t be home

-Kanna has to stay at Saikawa’s because mom’s working OUCH

-And Kanna misses her dragon mom I’m crying

- The way the house is so messy oh no Kobayashi you poor depressed lesbian I feel u bb been there, done that, bought that t-shirt

-Takiya is the real MVP lookin out for his fellow queer bestie, noticin’ something’s wrong, u go A+ bestie

-The way she runs when Tohru comes back omfg


-Like damn Kobayashi woke the fuck up and told off Tohru’s big bad dragon dad U GO BB

-Also what the fuck did he do to her face or whatever??

-Tohru’s face when he does that shit to Kobayashi.  Is.  PRIME.  I literally screamed OH SHIIIIIIIIT IT’S. ABOUT. TO. GO. DOWN.

-Tiny dragon daughter flying her mom to the other dimension to go get back her dragon mom my heart ❤❤❤

-Kanna’s the other real MVP she’s taking care of her mom, giving her the down low on dragon politics, telling her where Tohru is, flying her around.

-Kanna is the prettiest dragon look at those lil feathery angel wings angel dragon daughter ☆~☆~☆~☆

-And then Kobayashi’s measured conflict resolution is life and the way she talks about difference was cool af and just quintessentially her.  Diplomatic as fuck.

-The way Tohru like tackles her added the three years back onto my life plus one and gave me clear skin and watered my crops and paid off my student loans and bestowed upon me the most voluminous hair yo.




-Has she like called them?  Warned them at all?  I hope not I hope she just turns the fuck up and goes “Sup motherfuckers, haven’t seen you in a year.  You have a daughter in law and a granddaughter now you will love them as I do.  Don’t ask about the tail.  Or do.  Depends on whether it’ll give you an aneurism or not.”

-I both want to fic it and see it in-ep animated I’ve heard second season is a thing or is that wrong?  

-I’ll watch this episode over and over for the next 20 years.

-And fic it

-And cosplay it

-And protect it


Ok so im not going to claim to be an expert on any of the following subjects, but i have spent a lot of time researching them and i believe the routine i have is really changing my body and helping me accept myself more

The first thing i feel that tons of people (especially teenagers) have issues with is acne. Now what you should do to treat/prevent acne is up to your skin type and what you can afford to do/buy. 

Last year i had subclinical acne that cover my entire forehead, I got this after years of not looking after my skin and I finally found a way to clear it up.

  1. REMOVE YOUR MAKEUP!!! The first thing i recommend it to find a good makeup remover. I used to use a BB cream and mascara and i never took it off at the end of the day and it did terrible things for my skin. I like the Ganier Micellar Water, this stuff does a great job at removing my makeup and its reasonably priced too. You can find this stuff im most drugstores.
  2. EXFOLIATE!!! Secondly GET AN EXFOLIATOR!!!! This shit saved my skin and took away all of those little bumps. I forget the name of the one i used but just find one that you like and can use everyday. I like to use a heavier scrub like Ocean Salt from Lush once a week to really clear out my pores.
  3. TALK TO YOUR DOCTOR!! This step may not apply to everyone but if you want your acne to go away faster you can go to your doctor and ask for a prescription. I used benzagel 5 for a few months and id put in one my skin after i cleaned it and moisturized (you need to moistuize because this stuff will dry your skin out) before i went to bed and washed it off in the morning. I then switched to Clindoxyl Gel and kept with the same routine but switching benzagel 5 for clindoxyl gel. 
  4. FACEMASK!! If you want to treat your skin every now and again buy some facemask from Lush, Sephora, etc… and use them once or twice a week, and paper your skin because it most likely deserves it.
  5. BLACKHEADS!!! Now lets talk blackheads. I didnt use to get blackheads but since i stopped using my acne treatment everyday i noticed how maybe i got. Ive started using pore strips, streaming my face and now im applying my acne gel just around my nose and forehead to prevent breakouts. 

This stuff may not work for you but it helped my clear up my acne in around 6 months, i hope some if this helped and if you still have any skin questions ask your doctor, and try out some different methods until you have the skin you want.

anonymous asked:

Whatever you do don't imagine KO with a tummy ache and BB lying next to him and talking to KO's tum, jokingly saying that the scraplets that snuck in there better leave and stop pestering his boyfriend, KO playfully waps him on the shoulder and tells him to stop since it hurts to laugh

ppmint_b Thoght there was an intruder. Turns out Marceline just doesn’t like PB’s clock

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vampire-queen your clock is ridiculous @bb-gum

bb-gum You are ridiculous. You scared me to death

bb-gum Peps why did you post this photo?

finnthehumann you guys had a slumber party? #mathematical



vampire-queen LOL

Day 3: grumpy morning heads

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Hey guys, this is GRACE (dearmyjimin), your resident Jungkook and Jimin stan. My blog has just hit it’s first-year anniversary and I wanted to start a series of yearly follow forever posts that serve as both a personal compilation of some fav graphics of my own (so that I can track how much I’ve grown as a designer), as well as to thank everyone who has helped me in one way or another. Each and every creation was made possible because of all the support I received. I wish to thank those who follow and support me, my lovely mutuals and friends who encourage me and all the blogs I follow for decorating my dash with amazing content. I am proud to be an ARMY and to stan 7 Kings who are the sources of inspiration behind my creations ♡

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1 New Message (Part One)

pairing: connor murphy x reader

word count: 2800

genre: angst

warnings: suicide talk, swearing

summary: you are a poet on an online forum and connor murphy has been a big fan of your work for… well, for a long time. one day, he finally gets to the courage to send you a message about it - except it turns into more conversations about more than just the art.

a/n: ahh!!! this one is a bit more abnormal and all dialogue, with no actions or feelings or explanations etc!! if this isnt your thing then dont feel obligated to read it. but it is rlly natural and kind of fun to read at points and i feel like its very connor-esque. this will be split into 2 parts for your easy reading because text talk format might get annoying after a while (and ignore any mistakes i make in the format set up its a lot of work) but… enjoy ?? <3 btw all poetry is mine dont steal xoxo

July 31st

1 new message.

From monnorcurphy: Hey

From you: hey!!!

From monnorcurphy: This probably sounds creepy but I just wanted to tell you that Ive been following your poetry for a really long fucking time

From monnorcurphy: And I think that your newest poem is the best fucking thing ever

From monnorcurphy: Like it is actually perfect

From you: oh my gosh!!! thank u so much i didn’t really think anyone saw that

From monnorcurphy: I did and I thought it was really good

From you: well thank u so much!!!

From monnorcurphy: I really like the line about

From monnorcurphy: Hang on let me go find it

From you: haha ok

From monnorcurphy: “Every breath is a bell sounding loud in her head”

From monnorcurphy: I feel that so hard

From you: oh god, tell me about it

From monnorcurphy: I wish I could write poetry as good as u can

From monnorcurphy: Mines such garbage

From you: im sure its not omg

From you: can i read some???

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The Good Part: Young!Remus Lupin x Reader

Request:  Hey could u possibly do a Remus x reader where they are caught by the marauders and the rest is like fluffy and the marauders tease Remus so much and he’s super embarrassed n stuff? ty bb ilysm xxxxxxxx

A/N: I got so many ideas by just reading this request so I was super excited to write it. I’ve been having a bit of writers block for the past couple weeks, so I got super happy when I received all this inspiration for a single request. 

This did get a bit heated, so I hope that goes along well with what you were thinking for the request. 

I apologize if my writing isn’t fantastic right now, I’ve been under a lot of stress and it’s also been awhile since I written, so I’m sorry if it isn’t great.

Anyway, enjoy! ♥

Word Count: 1468

Warnings: Fluff, Little NSFW 

The once bustling common room was now dimly lit and vacant, the large stone fireplace crackled quietly in front of me as I sat on the over-sized red sofa in the corner. It was quiet, peaceful even, something I don’t get often.

The occasional breeze of hot air from the fire brushed my face as I lied back my head, resting it on the armrest behind me. Heaving a long sigh, I stared up at the dark ceiling, letting my eyes droop, hoping he’d show up soon. Just as I closed my eyes a small knock came from beside me, making my body instantly jump up.

Is that him?

Craning my head to the right, my eyes landed on a boy with a crooked smile leaning against the wall, a cream colored coffee mug in hand.

“Hey, Rem.” I whispered with a smiled, motioning for him to sit beside me. Just seeing him made my heart leap.

“Hello, love.” He whispered, leisurely walking over and setting down his coffee on the small wooden end-table to my right. Not saying anything else, he proceeded to stand directly in front of me. 

Pulling my eyebrows together, I glance up at him. As I was about to ask if he was alright, Remus took me by the hand and pulled me up, crashing me against his chest. Blinking a couple times I glanced up at him to see a small smirk playing at the corner of his mouth.

“Rem-” Not giving me a chance to say anything he turned around and collapsed onto the sofa where I was previously sat, getting as comfortable as could be.

The once small smirk had turned into a rather large one as reached for his coffee beside him, taking a long, slow drink from it and swallowing it, ending with a rather loud pop.

“You just going to stand there and stare at me, love?” He asked cockily, raising his left eyebrow as he lightly patted his left knee.

I could feel my ears starting to get hot as I frantically looked around the room, looking for a different place to sit. “I-I’ll just sit over here…” I whispered awkwardly, cocking my head at the seat I’d spotted.

Making sure he wasn’t about to say anything, I nodded a couple times before starting to walk. As I took a couple steps past him, Remus’ had fell to my waist, and within seconds I was pulled back, right into his lap.

My body sat awkwardly still at first, not being completely used to this sort of thing.

Letting a short tut of laughter leave his mouth, he pulled me up his lap, bringing me into a straddle around his waist. “You’re adorable, Y/N…” He whispered, leaning in so his lips where pressed right next to my ear. “So, so adorable…”

Taking the chance given to him, he ran his tongue over my ear, nibbling lightly in certain spots, causing my hands to instinctively grab onto his shoulders.

Chuckling to himself, Remus wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled up further, bringing me within centimeters of his face. “Well hello there.” He whispered with a devilish smirk, glancing up at me with his stunning green eyes. Narrowing them, his glaze flickered from mine down to my lips, and as if confirming what he was about to do, he nodded to himself before pressing his lips to mine.

The kiss started out slow and clean, my lips molded into his as if they’d belonged there. His hands stayed planted on my waist, not wandering anywhere.

The room had progressively become hot with our bodies pressed against each other, and, coincidentally, the kiss turned more needy, as if we were depending on each others mouths.

Remus’ hands had slowly made their way downwards and were now resting on my bottom, gently squeezing it a few times, causing my mouth to fall open. Not losing the point of vulnerability, he quickly gaining dominance over me and let tongue invade my mouth as if he was searching for something. Letting out a quiet whimper, I slowly slid my fingers into his hair, pulling at the light brown strands, earning a groan from above me. 

Moving his hands up again, they quickly returned to my hips, squeezing them as he slowly pushed me down into the couch, releasing my lips from his.

Not sparing a second, Remus moved his attention down to my neck while his hands started moving my shirt up my body. Starting at the collarbone, he feathered small pecks all the way up my neck, right below my ear. Planting one last kiss underneath my ear, he lightly took the skin in between his teeth and started sucking. My fingers tightened their hold on his hair, my once quiet whimpers were now turning into full blown moans. 

“Oh my god, Remus…” My voice was soaked in pleasure, the fact that I managed to speak was a miracle in itself.

Why must he be so good at this?

Blowing on the hickeys he’d just created, he pulled away slightly to look down at me, the same smirk still on his face. His green orbs surveyed up and down my body before looking back at me. Clearing his throat he gave me an awkward smile and tugged lightly at the hem of my shirt that was now nearing my chest. “You-uh mind if I take this off.”

Even through the dim light I could see the slight flush of his cheeks, he’s such a gentleman and it’s adorable.

Leaning up, I lightly kissed his lips. “You’re so sweet, Rem, of cour-”

“…Merlin’s sake, Prongs, shut up! They’re just getting to the good part…” An ever so familiar obnoxious voice came from the nearby doorway.

Remus instantly froze from above me, whipping his head in the direction of the voice.

“See, look what you did.” The same voice whispered in annoyance.

“What I did? You’re the loud one here, Pads.” The other voice whispered back.

Instantly pulled my shirt down, Remus got off of me, not saying a word, I could practically feel his anger and embarrassment radiating off of him.


“Dammit, Sirius they can hear us now, move.” Within a couple seconds, two faces came stumbling out of the darkness, both with goofy grins plastered on their faces.

“Sooo…” Sirius started with a smirk, leaning into Remus’ face. “What'cha doin’?” At that comment, Remus’ already red face turned an even more vivid color as he turned in the opposite direction.

“Ohh this is good…” James piped in from behind as the walked up beside Sirius, lowering himself to Remus’ level. “Didn’t think you had it in ya, Rem.”

“Our little Moony-po is growing up! I’m such a proud mother.” Sirius blurted out excitedly, throwing his hands into the air.

Ignoring what they were saying, Remus buried his head into his arms that rested on the armrest while James ruffled his hair. “We need to have a celebration, when should we get started?” James asked, briefly turning his attention to Sirius.

“I don’t see why we don’t just do it now.” Sirius said with a smile, throwing his arms around Remus who was desperately trying to disappear into the sofa.

“Perfect idea I’ll ge-”

“No.” Remus whispered miserably, his face still buried in his arms as he shook Sirius off of him. 

“Can’t hear you buddy, maybe if you-I don’t know-showed us your face, we could hear you a bit better.” Sirius teased, pulling at one of the arms that held his head.

“Nope, not happening.” Remus’ voice came out again, still muffled in his arms.

“C'mon please?” Sirius begged, adding in a fake sniffle from his nose for the effect.

“Yeah, c'mon Moony…” James added in, still pulling at Remus’ hair.

Letting out a huge sigh and a rather disturbed groan, Remus lifted his head from his arms, glaring at the two children who stood in front of him. “I hate you.” He groaned, closing his eyes for a moment.

“Look how red his face is! Remus you’re so adorable!” Sirius yelled out again, completely ignoring what he’d just said and wrapping his arms around him.

“Making out in the common room…naughty, naughty Remus. ” James chuckled, shaking his index finger at Remus as he got up to hug him as well.

“Group hug!” Sirius added, yelling rather loudly.

“How old are you again?” Remus groaned, not making a single move.

“Oh shut up and let your mum be proud of you.”

Looking at their exchange, though I was embarrassed, it was actually quiet fantastic. “C'mere Y/N, it’s a great group hug and you’re missin’ it.” Sirius said with a grin, pulling me over to the rest of them.

The room became silent for a moment as all of us were wrapped around Remus who sat as still as a statue, it was actually sort of nice, for us anyway.

“We’re such proud parents.” Sirius whispered, nudging James with his elbow, ruining the so called ’moment’ we were having.

“I hate you all.” Remus groaned from underneath.

anonymous asked:

"You love me, right?" Nalu pretty please! I love your writing bb


Pairing; Nalu

Word count; 366

A/N; have some more fluff!

“You love me, right?”

“What did you do?” Lucy asked, dipping her spoon into her mug of tea. Wait, no that was her pen. Dammit, not again. 

“Lushi,” Natsu whined, throwing himself over her shoulders. Lucy was thankful that he was too busy being dramatic to notice her slip up. He already lectured her about overworking herself as it was. “I didn’t do anything.”

“Then why are you asking such a silly question?” Lucy asked, clicking her pen and writing down another plot point she wanted to add to the next chapter. She liked the noise of her pen moving over paper, it felt more real than her keyboard clicking as she typed.

“I dunno.” He mumbled, pulling away and slinking to her bed. Concern flashed in Lucy’s mind, her notebook forgotten on her desk as she swiveled in her chair to look at Natsu. “Just wanted to make sure, I guess.” he said into his scarf, sitting cross-legged in the center of the bed. Lucy stood from her desk without thinking, sitting next to him and wrapping her arms around his shoulders. 

“I love you Natsu, talk to me.”

Lucy sighed under her breath when he shrugged his shoulders, pulling him against her chest. “You haven’t said it for a week.”

“Whar?” Lucy asked, pulling back and gawking at Natsu. 

“You haven’t said you loved me in a week,” he repeated, eyes fixed on her arm. 

“Oh, Natsu. I love you. Of course I love you, my silly dragon,” Lucy cooed, hugging him tightly to her chest and burying her face in his hair. “I’m sorry I got distracted ith work and my novel and school. I love you so much Natsu, even if I forget to say it sometimes.”

“Okay,” Natsu said, arms curling tight around her middle as he nuzzled more into her. Lucy laid back on the bed, running her hands through his pink and fluffy hair. She smiled when she felt his fingers rub soft circles on her skin where she shirt didn’t cover her. For as tough as Natsu acted -and was-, she forgot how much he needed reassurance too sometimes. Reassurance that she would give over and over again. 

definitelynotaminion  asked:

Danzo has the crazy vision of turning Uchiha into revenge driven Jutsu stealers-- no one has any idea where he got that frankly preposterous idea-- and so ROOT continues on but the only Uchiha he manages to get his hands on is of course Sai. So my pitch: Konoha discovers Root via the giant explosion under the mountain/ANBU hq and there's just a bewildered, black eye bags, bed hair Sai who just wanted to try something. All the Uchiha: *screaching* one of ours! Clearly! Death to Danzo!

I am cackling this is undignified but adorable bb!Sai with all of his ink-based jutsus just tweaking things because what if I did this and fiery death raining down everywhere. Sarutobi stares for a long moment before he turns to Danzo who is suddenly sweating buckets. 

“You stole an Uchiha and you didn’t expect this to happen?? Do you not remember being on a team with Kagami???”

Highschool BBS
  • <p> <b>Jonathon:</b> GUYS! Guess what! I got an A- on my test!<p/><b>Tyler:</b> Who's dick did you have to suck to get that?<p/><b>Evan:</b> Who ever it was, he obviously didn't do a good job, they gave him a minus.<p/><b>Jonathon:</b> You guys are fucking assholes<p/></p>

anonymous asked:

I don't know if you've ever seen those videos of colourblind people seeing all the colours for the first time? But so imagine colourblind Steve, right after project Rebirth, reacting to seeing colours

The world had never been completely black and white. It was more like a constant dullness, like someone had desaturated everything his eyes could see. Being an artist, it bothered Steve a little, but if Beethoven could still compose while going deaf, Steve could deal with only seeing colors at about half their brilliance. Besides, he didn’t know any differently.

When the Vita Ray pod opened after Project Rebirth, the first thing Steve noticed wasn’t the colors, but how he’d physically changed. Being twice his previous size would’ve been enough to distract him from most other changes. As he lost his footing on the way out of the pod, the first thing he noticed was how brightly the red tone in Peggy’s face stood out among her drab army uniform. His eyes widened for a second, wondering why he hadn’t noticed before, and then it hit him. His colorblindness was gone.

“I have to get outside,” he said, pushing past Peggy and Howard.

“Give the man some air!” Howard said, misinterpreting what Steve meant. Steve managed to get to a window on the upper floor of the lab and the first thing he noticed was how blue the sky was. And this was Brooklyn. He couldn’t imagine what a sky like this could look like out in the countryside, without the smog of industry to grey it.

“Steve, are you alright?” Peggy asked.

“Holy hell, Peggy,” he said. “Did you know there were so many colors? Do you know how many colors I’ve missed? Someone get me to a park! Someone get me to an art museum!”

He then looked around the lab and smiled.

“Someone should really liven this place up.”

  • Cartoonz: Did you clone yourself again?
  • Delirious: What gives you that idea?
  • Cartoonz: [Stares at all of the H2O Delirious clones running a muck] Just a guess
He’s yours

“Can you do an imagine with Archie where the reader gets pregnant but with everything going on she decides to leave Riverdale, without telling Archie anything, and when things finally quiet down she comes back with the baby and Archie freaks out they make up and it’s cute?” - Anon

  • Warnings - none
  • Word count - 1734

You wanted to have that fairy tale life that every girl in some shape or form dreamed off. Married to a gorgeous person who would and will support you no matter what you decide to do with your life, you will live in this beautiful home in your local town of Riverdale and live next door to all of your closest friends. And eventually you will be able to settle down and start a family. However isn’t going to be the dream that you can achieve.

You have only been with your boyfriend Archie for about 7 months. You thought of yourself as a strong couple, you know you can turn to him for whatever reason, however you don’t know how he will react when you tell him your news. There might have been an occasion when things were happening so fast that you forgot about protection and well it only takes once.

You didn’t know how we’re going to cope, you knew one thing for certain you were going to raise this baby.

Hey babe, what’s wrong/ You’re looking a little pale.” Archie asked concerned

Yeah I’m just scared about the murderer. I mean it’s scary isn’t it, especially if there’s kids around, I mean how would feel if you were a parent and you know that there is a murderer on the loose” You said trying to drop the idea of being a parent to him, and trying to see his reaction.

I know what you mean. Like if I had a baby I would be scared to be here. You never know what might happen.” Archie said not realising the impact that it would have on your mind. You slightly stopped in your track, then carrying on trying to show that nothing was wrong. Archie walked you to your class and kissed your forehead smiling at you slightly cupping your face before he left.

From the earlier conversation you knew that you would have to leave at least until the case has either settled down or has been solved. It killed you to even think of that thought. Yes you were a teenager and why did you know about love. But you truly think you loved Archie. When you entered your classroom, you immediately texted your sister asking her if you could stay with her for a while.

That night, you ignored your phone the constant texts and calls, started to build up. You packed the necessities, you had already explained to your Mom why you were leaving and she promised that she wouldn’t tell anyone about your pregnancy. Just as you were about to leave you picked up the photo of you and Archie that was placed on your bedside table. It was took in the Summer break, after you both had a water fight to try and cool down. You smiled at the memory and rubbed your thumb over Archie in the photo and quickly wiped away the tear that had fallen on the glass. You really didn’t want to do this, but it was what was best for not only you but your baby.

As you were leaving your house and was about to get into your sister’s car. You saw Archie running down your street. “Woah Y/N, where you going?” His arms reaching up to rub against yours, his eyes searching your face, clearly out of breath as he’s just ran here after you didn’t answer.

I have to go and stay with my sister for a little while, you’ll understand in a few months, I promise. I’m sorry, but remember,” I stepped closer to him slightly cupping his left cheek, he leaned into my touch, tears were already filling my eyes, “I love you with all my heart, at this moment in time it isn’t safe for me and it’ll come clear to you soon. I love you Arch.”

Y/N please don’t say you’re leaving me please. I love you I’ll protect you know that don’t you?”

“Of course I do Archie, but I have to do this please.” You said trying to walk away your gripped loosened on his fingers. Tears we’re already flowing down my cheeks as I climbed into the car, I had to try and ignore Archies crys to get me to stay. I couldn’t look back and see him like this. You knew this was for the best.

~~several months later~~

“Hey baby boy, we’re going home today, back to Mommy’s home.” You coo slightly rubbing the cheeks of your 3 month old baby boy’s face.

To say it was hard without Archie was an understatement, however you did have your sister and she helped you so much, whilst you’ve been off school you were being home schooled. But now  the murder of Jason Blossom had been solved, things were finally settling down. And it was time to return. You were nervous to see how people were going to react.

The drive wasn’t bad, it was pretty smooth no real traffic. As you pulled up outside it was just as you remembered but the maple syrup sign had been took down because the light of everything. You passed the bright neon lights of Pops and that’s when you truly felt at home. You decide to pull up and grab yourself a milkshake for old times sake. Once you parked up you got Y/BB/N out of his baby carrier and placed him in his stroller, making sure to wrap him up in a blanket to keep the winter chill of his delicate skin.

As soon as you stepped a foot inside, all your memories came back, the countless times where you spent your time laughing in a booth, crying, doing homework, going on dates it was never ending.

Hi Pop, can I have an old school vanilla milkshake please?” You smiled his face beamed when he saw you.

Y/N! Long time no see, and who’s this little fella?” He asked leaning over the counter to get a better look at your son.

“He’s called Y/BB/N, he’s 3 months.”

“You back for good then?”

“Yeah for a while at least.” Once he handed you your drink you smiled at him pulling out your purse to pay,

Hey that’s on the house for old times sake.” You smiled a thanks towards him, you were about to move yourself into a booth on the other side of the dinner, when you heard

Y/N is that you?”

You turned around to see Jughead looking up from his laptop his coffee cup now empty.

Hi Jughead.” You smiled and slowly walked over to him unsure of how he will treat you.

You had a baby?”

You nodded before adding “Yeah, that’s kinda why I left it wasn’t safe for me to bring the baby into a town where there was a murderer on the loose.”

Jughead got up smiling softly at you, walking to be by your side so he was able to see your son, at a few minutes of silence and Jug making faces at him he broke the silence, “he’s Archie isn’t he?”

“Yeah. I was wondering if you knew where he was, I kinda need to see him.”

“Listen I’ll call him now to get him to come here. It’s good to have you back.” You smiled at him and slid yourself into the booth whilst he went outside to phone Archie.

Once he came back in you were able to catch up with him and what you had missed in your months of being away. He told you about the Blue and Gold being started up again, him and Betty were now a couple. You were laughing at a joke that Jughead had said when a shadow lurked over your table, you looked up to see Archie standing there, his eyes flicking between you and your son.

“I’ll leave you guys to it, I’ll talk to you both later.” Jughead smiled sympathetically, you mumbled a thanks in return.

You’re back.”

“yeah , I had to get a way Archie it was what it was best for me… and for him.”

Archie’s eyes flickered to the sleeping baby in the pushchair.

Is he mine?”

You nodded at him ashamed to even look at his reaction.

“Is that why you left?”

You nodded again,

“Why did you leave?”

You shrugged

God sake Y/N will you please answer me verbally!”

“I had to leave Archie I was petrified, and at the time this town wasn’t safe I couldn’t raise him here not until it had settled down which it has now, that’s why I’m back and I’m sorry that I just upped and left and didn’t tell you about him, I didn’t know what to do.”

He let out a breath, you could tell and you knew it was a lot for him to handle at that moment in time, one second he is a normal teenager going to school and now he is a teenager and a Dad.

Can I hold him?”

You smiled at him and got out of the booth and gently picked out your sleeping son, you walked to where Archie was sitting and handed him over making sure his head was well supported.

He’s called Y/BB/N Andrews.” You said whilst smoothing his hair down. You slid back into your booth and you both sat there in comfortable silence for a while.

I love you still you know Y/N?” Archie said glancing up from this baby that he now adores, you could tell by his facial reaction.

“And I never stopped loving you. I am really sorry for leaving and I know what I did was wrong but please understand why I done it, please.”

“I understand Y/N I do, I mean it would’ve been nice to at least to be made aware that I was going to be a Dad.”

“I know it won’t be perfect, but we can take it one step at a time?” He looked up at me and nodded. Liking the idea of this new family.

Hey little guy, I’m your Dad. Yeah that right I’m your Dad. Yeah” He giggled, stroking his face.

Unbeknown to you both Jughead was watching you both interacting with your baby boy, documenting all your faces and expressions. Placing them all in his novel. These memories were only just beginning.

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