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another gift to @verefex ! I’m already so in love with Jung and Storm and I can’t wait to see more of them :D 

anonymous asked:

Hey! I was just wondering if I could get a fix about Betty and jughead having broken up for a few months due to him joining the serpents. They both still want each other but they can't get past their different paths. Alice gets a job offer somewhere far away from riverdale so Betty decides to leave with her because it's too painful. Jughead finds out from the ganglike a day before she goes and tries to stop her and you can decide whether they get back together! It's a lot but Iloveyourstories!!❤


“Are you sure about this Betty?” Alice asked, dropping beside her daughter on her lacy pink bed.

Betty looked away, her eyes staring blankly out the window,
“I’m sure mom, it’ll be good for you. This is a great job offer, Ohio is far but.. maybe I need this, maybe I need to start over too.” She glanced back up at her mother, placing a hand on her shoulder, trying to ease her worried eyes

“I’ll miss my friends definitely but I’ll come visit! I mean dads still going to be here running the Register, what about you? How are you and dad supposed to stay married if you live apart.”

Something incredibly similar to sadness flashed in Alice Coopers eyes

“I love your father and he loves me but, I think we both need to find ourselves, this has been a very long year for all of us.” She added somberly.

“I know.” Betty whispered

“What about you? Won’t there be someone missing you?” As a mother it killed Alice to see the pain reflected everyday in her daughters eyes, she wanted to make it better but she didn’t know how.

“No mom, no ones gonna miss me” the hidden meaning wasn’t lost and Betty picked up her schoolbag, biting back tears as she headed for the door. With one last watery eyed glance at her mother Betty sighed

“I don’t have anyone to find me” she whispered, heading out the door and making her way to school.

Hal Cooper walked into Betty’s bedroom, smiling sadly at his frowning wife

“I’m guessing our plan didn’t work? She really thinks your moving and taking her with you? She really agreed to move?”

Alice nodded
“It’s worse than we thought. If this doesn’t give that jones boy a swift kick in the ass, I don’t know what will.” Alice shook her head, rising to stand before her husband as he placed his arms around her waist

“You know I’ll always find you right?” He whispered, dropping a kiss to her lips as she sighed contentedly.

“I’ll come visit you every other weekend, Daddy will make Smithers take me, and then I’ll spend the summers with you, it’ll be totally sisterhood of the traveling pants.” Veronica gripped Betty’s arm as they exited Riverdale High.

Archie grumbled and cursed under his breath like he had been doing the whole day since Betty told him the news
“You can’t just leave! You love Riverdale. You’ve been my neighbor since before I could walk, you can’t move!”

Betty smiled gently
“I love you guys and I’m gonna miss you more than anything, but.. Riverdale stopped being my home the day he ran away from it.” Betty waved at her friends before walking away with heavy feet.

Veronica said her goodbyes to Archie, dropping a kiss to his cheek and hopping into her towncar.

Archie made it to Jugheads trailer in minutes, his hand coming down heavy as he pounded on the metal door. Jughead came forward his eyes red rimmed and his hair a mess, he looked much skinnier, any other time Archie would have been too concerned to speak but not this time. Pushing past the leather jacket wearing boy, he stormed into the trailer.

“Archie? What are you..”

The football player cut him off
“You wanna isolate yourself from our friend group and never answer any of our text messages? Fine. You wanna join some biker gang that you were so adamantly against just last year? Go ahead. But there’s one thing you can’t do, and that’s break my best friends heart and cause her to move away, that I am not okay with.” Archie rambled,pacing back And forth in the makeshift kitchen.

“Moving? What? Betty’s moving? When? Where? What?” Jughead dropped the book he had been holding, pushing off the wall and eyeing Archie frantically.

“Oh now you care? That’s just great. She already agreed to leave, they’re going to Ohio Jughead, were never gonna see her again. She thinks there’s nothing left for her in Riverdale, not after you joined the Serpents and abandoned her. I mean come on! It’s Betty Cooper, How could you..”

Jughead breezed past Archie, slamming the trailer door on the way out, leaving Archie alone as he smiled smugly. Thank god.

He stood on the Coopers front porch, panting and out of breath as he rang the doorbell about a hundred times, Alice Cooper answered after a few seconds

“Mrs. Cooper” he puffed “I need too.. your daughter.. I have to” he tried to catch his breathe as Alice pointed up the stairs


Jughead got his second wind almost instantly, sprinting up the stairs before standing outside her open doorway.

There were empty boxes on Betty’s bed and her clothes were folded beside them, Betty came out of her closet holding a box filled with clothes, her eyes widening when she caught side of the beanieless boy.

“Jughead? What’re you…”

“Don’t go.” He begged, his movements quick as he grabbed the box from her hands, her eyes startled and confused

“Don’t leave Riverdale, you can’t go. Please”

Betty looked away, her arms coming to cross over her body
“There’s nothing for me here Jughead, It’s for the best.” She whispered.

“No. no it’s not. You are Riverdale Betty Cooper, ever since I was little when someone mentioned Riverdale i instantly think of you. You’re the very foundation of this town. You can’t go, you can’t leave me.”

Betty’s eyes snapped to his
“Leave you? Leave you? But isn’t that exactly what you did to me Jughead? Leave me. You found a new family, found someone else and pushed me away, like I was nothing. You have some nerve coming to my house and asking me to..”

Jughead cut her off, dropping his lips to hers like she was his life line. Gripping her hips so tight he thought she might bruise, she melted against him her hands flailing at first before burying in his hair. When they pulled apart they were both out of breath

“I’m so sorry Betty. I should never have pushed you away like that, I should have held on. I just.. I was scared. I didn’t want you to be a part of all this” he shrugged his shoulders, indicating the jacket on his back.

Betty dropped her forehead to his
“You don’t get it do you. Jughead jones, I love you. I love every part of you. I want to be there for you, that all I’ve ever wanted. I don’t care about whatever jacket you put on. You’re still Jughead Jones. And as I may have mentioned, I love him very much.” She smirked as he breathed a deep sigh, his fingers coming up to caress his face

“You’ll stay here? You’ll stay with me? I promise you Betty, if you stay I’ll never let you go again. I won’t lose you again.”

Betty looked down for a second before looking back up

“I’ll stay.” She smiled.

Jughead swung her around, laughing as she squealed he wrapped his arms around her shoulder when he pulled away, Betty clapped her hands

“What do you say we hit up Pops to celebrate, you’re looking very skinny Romeo.”

Jughead nodded eagerly opening the door to her bedroom.

Both Hal and Alice fell through, nearly landing on the ground

“Mom! Dad!”

Both of the blondes parents looked up with guilty smiles.

“Alls well that ends well”

The Darkling and his nichevo'ya

I read the whole Grisha Trilogy by  Leigh Bardugo while on vacation these past few weeks. So good. I want to draw so many things! Also I need to do some black & white work/test, and thought he’d be interesting to start with, though rather darker than my normal…

and I know their eyes don’t actually glow i took a liberty


-people only seeing you as the fat kid and not actually bothering to get to know you
-getting beat up
-casually being the only one not offered another slice of cake at a birthday party
-people suggesting fad diets to you when you’re under 10
-“are you sure you want seconds?”
-people policing what you wear
-storming out of the stores that all your fiends shopped at before you started crying -wishing you had an eating disorder so at least you wouldn’t be fat

The Nerve

Summary: The reader had a drunken one night stand after going to the bar with her friends, but then she realises she slept with the last person she ever wanted to see.
Pairing: SamxReader
Words: 1926
Warnings: Language, brief allusion to sex, angst.
AN: This is Part 2 of Rock!Star Sam! I enjoyed this part. It was fun and angsty.
Constructive Criticism Welcome!!!



How many times had you made this walk over the last two years? How many times had your heart fluttered as you moved? How many times had he held your hand and beamed down at you as he led you to his house?

But this wasn’t one of those times. They were a thing of the past. A painful set of memories that would play on repeat whenever your route took you in that direction.

Today was the final time you’d turn into their driveway, though.

Unsteadily, you bent down and placed the box of Sam’s things on the doorstep. You didn’t knock, or let anyone inside know it was there. You couldn’t face his parents, they’d been so kind to you and seeing them would make you break down again. A whimpering sigh crossed your lips as you looked down at the box, and you silently hoped you’d found everything he’d left at your place. You couldn’t do this again.

Awkwardly, you ran a hand down the opposing forearm, trying to provide yourself some form of comfort as you turned and climbed down from their porch. You felt your heart clench painfully as you returned to the sidewalk, swallowing hard to try and keep on oncoming tide of tears at bay.

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Things Mem needs

Do you know what I need right now?  Tony Stark riding a chocobo that wears storm trooper armor.  Do not ask why.  I just do.  Because this is a thing now. 

Either that or give me some kind of Steve/Tony Final Fantasy AU where Tony rides/breeds chocobos.  Because this is something I didn’t know I needed in my life.

Period pains (5SOS Imagine)

Being 5 Seconds of Summers stylist was my dream job! Being their friend was a privilege. Sure they annoy me and try to make my job hard but I love them. They TRY to refuse to wearing some of the outfits I put together saying it isn’t ‘punk rock’ enough for them. I’m sorry but if you are going to a ball you have to wear a suit and tie.

That is just one of my many struggles. Michaels constant dying of his hair is another. Does he not realise I plan in advance. I need to make sure his hair doesn’t clash with his clothes or I will get the blame.

Don’t get me started on the ripped clothes. Jeans, I don’t mind. I’m actually a fan of ripped skinny jeans but cutting hole in shirts on purpose, not so much. Cutting holes in your shirt will not stop you sweating but it will make you look like you can’t afford to buy new clothes. Which I can assure you they can because I am the one who buys them countless new tops yet they remain with the price tag on them.

Really though I can’t complain. I get to spend all day everyday with four of my best friends. They make me laugh and smile constantly.

Really I shouldn’t complain but I’m human so I shall. Today was horrible. I was on my period and the cramps inside my stomach were ripping me apart. My back was aching and my painkillers were just not kicking in.

“What about this leather jacket?” I asked mickey, holding up the jacket. He shuck his head barely looking up from his phone. “Seriously? What’s wrong with it? I have showed you five different jackets and none of them are good enough.”

He continues to go on his phone, oblivious to my existence. “Michael! This is the last one.” I show him a denim jacket. He quickly looks up, shrugs his shoulders and looks back down.

“Fine, you know what I don’t care, you all can wear what ever you want.” I storm off. I swing open the door but am blocked by a pair of broad shoulders.

“Whoa slow down (Y/N), what’s wrong?” Luke tries to stop me leaving.

“Don’t touch me!” I dodge him, stomping out to the tour bus. I know I’m over reacting but I couldn’t be bother being patient today.

I went to the back and curled into a ball.

“(Y/N)?” I hear Luke call my name along with several footsteps but I ignore them.

“Who pissed in your cereal this morning.” Mickey comments.

“Piss off.” I throw a pillow at him. “Your such an asshole.”

“Whoa someone is on her period.” Calum laughs.

“I actually hate you all right now.” I burst into tears. I couldn’t help it; I turn over trying to hide my face.

“I was only joking, I’m sorry.” Cal puts a hand on my shoulder but I brush him off.

The TV is turned on and a blanket is wrapped gently around me. “Are you going to let me join you on the couch?” ash asks. I cautiously scoot over making room for him and laying my head on his chest.

“Where are the others?”
“They went to get food.” He hands me a controller and the Fifa logo flashes on the screen.

“Ash you hate Fifa.”

“Yeah but I like you.” He smiles. “But that doesn’t mean I will go easy on you.”

“You don’t even know how to play.” I laugh, clutching my stomach at the pain. “Don’t make me laugh, it hurts.”

After half an hour of playing the boys return. “We brought ice cream and chocolate.” Calum shouts. “I’m really sorry (Y/N).”

“Its okay, I suppose I can forgive you because you brought food.” I smile thanking him.

“I also won you this teddy in the claw game thing.” Luke hands me a dark brown bear.

“Thanks Luke I love it.” I stand up to give him a hug. “I’m sorry for snapping at you earlier.”

“We can all have our bad days.”

“I’m going to take a nap but thanks guys for all of this. I love yous.”

I was about to hop into my bunk when mickey stops me. “Do you want some company?” He asks shyly. I stay quiet only nodding my head.  He climbs in first and I follow.

“I’m sorry for being a dick earlier, you know I’m an idiot.” He wraps his arms around my body gently.

“Even though you were being annoying, I shouldn’t have snapped at you so I’m sorry too.” I close my eyes, snuggling into he chest.

“So you don’t hate me?” He holds his breath.

“It’s going to take a lot more than that to make me hate you or the others for that matter.”

“Good because we would look terrible if we lost you.”