why is it so dark omg

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Clay Quarantine!Sans!

So I have to say that Q quickly became one of my favorite Sans’s when I came across him. I mean he’s an AI Sans, what’s not to love? (besides maybe his freaking outfit omg q why do you have so many layers??) I’ve been wanting to make a figure of him for a while now and finally had the time to do so. And so here he is!

Q belongs to @jolie-in-the-underground go check out their amazing content and maybe ask Q some questions if you want!

Oh and some bonus pictures under the cut if you want to see.

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Theory Time pt 2

This is kind of an extension to last nights because it was like 1 am..

So its already been established that the video was most likely from the viewer’s point of view.

Based on this x  (which is super well done omg) Dark is saying 

1-“I hate you” 

2-“Do you remember, when we first met you?”

3-“ I said, we were going to do great things together”

4-“No one asked for this”

5-“Are you sure about that?”

6-“Go back to sleep”


So to me, this sounds like possibly 2-3 people are talking through one voice. 

Firstly, Why would Dark be telling us he hates us, well, possibly because we tried to foil is plan in WKM or because we somehow got out of the mirror or because we tried to kill him in ADWM. BUT it could also be Celiene or Damien telling Dark (although they technically make him up) that they hate him and what he did. This line is also said like the person who is saying it is struggling, for lack of a better word.

Secondly, in Line 2, notice the word “we”. “when we first met you” They’re asking if we(the viewers) remember meeting the gang prior to the events of WKM as it seems that we have no recollection of the events. Because if we did, why would we be hanging out with Mark, our old friend who ruined our life..

Thirdly, In line 3, it seems that Dark is asking this. It doesn’t show signs of Celiene or Damien. It is also said more demandingly and menacingly. It certainly sounds more like the Dark we’re familiar with. There’s an emphasis on we and great..

Fourthly, “no asked for this”, This line is harder to make out (and im so glad for @grim-ruling for deciphering it) The line is said more timidly than the other, and in my opinion, it doesn’t seem directed at us. Its like either Damien or Celiene are saying it (im leaning towards Damien). This line gets fainter, as if the person saying it is possibly getting weaker.

Fifthly, “are you sure about that” This line intrigues me. Not only because its incredibly hard to make out, but because it could mean many things, but before I get into that, let me state some facts. This line is even harder to hear than Line 4, its as if the person is getting weaker as well or is pushing the other person away. Onto the theories about this line now.  My main thought on this is that while we(as a fandom) are always like “oh no, not again, whyyy”etc.etc. We live for these type of videos. We obsess over every, little detail. So why wouldn’t we want another one, even its only been a month since WKM. We love it. As much as we yell and scream at Mark for doing them, we love it. So if Dark came back, we would love it. We wait and wait for another new hint. So in a way, we did ask for it.

Lastly, “go back to sleep” He doesn’t want us to think too much on this. Just go back to sleep. It’ll be like a bad dream.. Don’t remember..


Onto the next  thing I picked up or found via Tumblr;

The temperature and TV:

Now, it has been said that when something spiritual (most times a ghost/demon) are nearby, the temperature drops. We see that happening on the temperature gun thing. Also, I have personally heard that electronics act up when something spiritual is around, and what do we wake up to? The TV displaying static… It should also be noted that Mark’s van is known to be on the hot side most of the time so the temperature being significantly cooler is a big deal. 


I know this was SUPER long and drawn out and that it went on some tangents but please feel free to add stuff to this ( its easier for me to respond via reblogging because having an “added account” on tumblr is dumb and acts as if im replying with my personal and its gets confusing smh)

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I mean like, folks who have lost stuff. And we have, man, we have, all of us. Homes, and our families, normal lives. And you think life takes more than it gives, but not today. Today it’s giving us something. It is giving us a chance.

The Reader and the Writer

Originally posted by mieczyslwstilinski

Anon requests: Hey! Omg your Jughead series Beanies and Negotiations are fantastic and very well written, I’m new here and I’m already a fan. I was wondering if you took any requests? If you do I was wondering if you could write a jughead imagine, where reader is new to town, she’s very shy at first but is smart and witty just like Jughead. She actually hides a really dark past which is why she’s so shy, Jughead is beyond curious, trying to figure her out and help her while falling for her. smut or fluff! ^_^

Jughead imagine with reader being new to town and shy!! PS love your writing

heeeyy ^_^ could you write a jugheadxreader imagine where she’s new to riverdale and she has a huge crush on him and his smart witty comments but she’s really shy and he tries to figure her out (maybe she has a secret!) fluff or smut at the end if you write that please ^_^ your writing is amazing btw, don’t ever stop!

Pairing: Jughead x Reader

Description: New girls can’t hide in a small town like Riverdale

Warnings: none

Word count: 1,188

A/N: this one ends with a cliffhanger, so brace yourselves. Enjoy!


Jughead sat in his usual booth at Pop’s Chock’lit Shoppe, writing his story about Jason Blossom. His focus was interrupted when he heard the jingle of the bell, signaling that a new customer had arrived.  He looked up and saw an unfamiliar face, which struck his curiosity.  Familiar faces were an extremely rare occurrence in a town as small as Riverdale.  The stranger walked up to the counter, and requested an order under the last name of (Y/L/N).  Jughead narrowed his eyes as he tried to recall if that name was familiar, but his mind reached a dead end.  While she waited, the new girl scanned the diner.  Her eyes landed on a mysterious figured sitting in a booth near the back with nothing but a laptop and a coffee cup on his table.  They made eye contact, and for a second (Y/N) considered going over to the stranger’s booth and trying to get to know them, but then the waiter brought her food and she exited the diner.


He saw her again three days later, sitting in his usual booth.  There was an untouched chocolate milkshake in front of her, all of her attention focused on her book.

Wuthering Heights?” he inquired, stepping closer towards the booth. Setting her book down, the girl looked up at Jughead.  She nodded. “You’re in my booth, you know.” The girl’s eyes widened and she grabbed her book, getting ready to leave.

“Sorry,” she mumbled as she stood up.

“I didn’t say you have to leave,” Jughead explained, gesturing for her to sit back down.  “I’m just warning you that I’m gonna join you.” A small smile grew on the girl’s face as she returned to her seat.  “What’s your name?”

“(Y/N),” the girl answered.

“Well my name’s Jughead,” he introduced himself.  “Are you new to Riverdale?  I haven’t seen you around.”

“Yeah,” (Y/N) nodded. “My family just moved here last week.”

“Welcome to Riverdale, (Y/N),” Jughead smiled, “a small town with some of the worst people, and some of the best burgers.”


(Y/N) began to find herself frequenting Pop’s quite often.  At first, she couldn’t place her finger on the reason.  The only thing she ever did there was read, eat, and occasionally talk to Jughead.  Then, she realized it was the latter that kept drawing her back.  She and Jughead didn’t even speak to each other too much; in fact, there were days where they would both sit at their booth, Jughead on his laptop and (Y/N)’s nose in a book, and neither would say a word the whole night.

“So what are you writing?” (Y/N) asked.  It had been a month since she had met Jughead.

“A novel about Jason Blossom’s death,” he responded nonchalantly, eyes remaining on the laptop screen.  He didn’t see (Y/N) tense up at the name.


Pretty soon, (Y/N) was introduced to Jughead’s other friends.  It started with Betty and Veronica when they walked in one day and spotted Jughead with (Y/N).

“Jughead!” Veronica called out as she strode over to the booth, Betty right next to her.  “Who is this?”  She turned to face (Y/N), a smirk etched on her face.  (Y/N) blushed and avoided eye contact, resorting to sticking her nose in her book.

“She’s a friend of mine,” Jughead introduced her, “(Y/N).  (Y/N), this is Veronica,” he gestured to the brunette, “and that’s Betty.”  He pointed at the blonde.  (Y/N) peeked up from her book and waved hello, then turned back to the novel.

“Quiet, huh?” Veronica inquired, sliding into the booth next to her.  “No biggie.  I do enough talking for two people.”

“Sorry, what was your last name?” Betty asked, sitting down next to Jughead.

“(Y/L/N),” she answered. Betty’s eyebrows furrowed, recognizing the name, but she remained silent.


Archie was the next to meet (Y/N): he met her a week later, when Jughead wasn’t around.  He entered Pop’s, and saw someone occupying Jughead’s usual booth.

“You know,” he said, approaching the booth, “that booth is my friend’s.”

“Does it have his name on it?” she retorted, raising an eyebrow.  She contained her chuckles, knowing exactly who Archie was talking about.

“May as well,” Archie replied with a laugh.  “See my friend, his name is Jughead, isn’t much of a people person.  He chooses this booth because it’s far away enough from the entrance so that no one will approach him unless they’re specifically looking for him.”

“Sounds like a drama queen,” she commented.  

“He is,” Archie chuckled. “Anyways, he’s here almost every night, so he’ll be here any minute.  I’m just giving you a heads up.”  As soon as Archie finished his sentence, the diner door opened and in walked Jughead. He made a beeline to his booth and sat across from (Y/N), opening his laptop and beginning to type right away.

“You two know each other?” Jughead asked, refusing to tear his eyes from his computer.  (Y/N) smirked.

“Just met, actually. He was warning me about some drama queen who sits here every night.  You wouldn’t happen to know who he’s talking about, would you?” (Y/N) replied sassily. Jughead lifted his gaze to meet her eyes.

“Ha ha, (Y/N), very funny,” he voice dripped with sarcasm, but his eyes twinkled.  Archie confusedly looked between his friend and the stranger.

“So you know who he is?” he asked her.  She smirked and nodded.

“Oh yeah.  I’ve been sitting in his booth for over a month now. I’m still waiting for him to kick me out.”  When she noticed Archie was still looking at her with a puzzled expression, she stuck out a hand and introduced herself, “I’m (Y/N).”

“Archie,” he responded, shaking her hand.  “Damn, a whole month in the same booth with him?  I don’t know how you’ve survived.”  (Y/N) laughed.

“Honestly I don’t either.”

“So are you new?” Archie questioned.  She nodded.

“Yeah, everyone asks me that.  Is that like some small town thing, everyone knowing everyone?” she asked, and both boys nodded.  “So that’s how everyone figures I’m new.”

“When’d you move here?” Archie inquired.

“July 1st.” Jughead perked up when he heard her say that.  He had never thought to ask (Y/N) when she moved to Riverdale.  She was here when Jason Blossom was murdered.


It was another month later when Jughead asked (Y/N) to help him with his book.

“You’re reading all the time,” he explained himself.  “You’ve gotta know a thing or two about writing.”

“I really don’t,” (Y/N) shut him down, shoving her nose in Macbeth.

“Oh come on, (Y/N),” Jughead groaned.  “What’s with you and my novel?  Every time I even try to talk about it, you change the subject.  What’s up with that?”

“Nothing, Jughead, it’s nothing,” she replied, her voice growing sharp.  “I just don’t want to help with your book.”  She grabbed her book and stomped out of the diner, leaving a confused Jughead behind.

“(Y/N) (Y/L/N),” he muttered to himself, minimizing his document where he wrote his story.  He opened up Google and typed in her name.  The results began to pop up, and Jughead scrolled through them, reading article after article. He sighed, “Oh God, (Y/N).”

Part 2 here   Part 3 here   Part 4 here

Fun Moments With Autism™ (*sarcasm*):

“wow you’re so rude”

“what are you upset about?”

“you have a serious case of Resting Bitch Face haha”

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*only realizes social faux-pas 3 days later when someone points it out to me*

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 [randomsong] (10 hours)

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*paces around room, consumed w/ rage bc of minor change in routine* 

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“why would i order something different to eat if i already know what i like??? what do you mean i’ve eaten the same 2 dishes for a month?”

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me: *doesn’t understand innuendo/dirty joke*

friend: “omg you’re SO INNOCENT lmao”

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me: *watching asmr, squeezing play-doh, touching random objects for hours, while playing w/ a mermaid pillow, flapping hands and jumping* ummmmm what is this stimming you speak of?

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*overwhelmed by my burning love for my SpIn* … when will i be free…

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relative: “we almost never talk. sometimes i wonder if you actually love me”

me: *confused and heartbroken bc i thought that my feelings were obvious*

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“why are you so weird”

“you need to be more friendly”

“omg rou’re SO antisocial”

“stop doing this you look stupid”

“do you have photographic memory?”

“i don’t understand why you’re struggling w/ this it’s so simple”

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*talks non-stop abt my SpIn* *only afterwards realizes that my audience might not care abt the thing as much as i do*

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“what difference does it even make if the dirty dishes are close to the clean ones???”

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*has to order something/have a ordinary social interaction/talk to someone* *practices what to say beforehand*

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“why are you always in the dark? why do you have your phone/notebook brightness so low? don’t you know it’s bad for your eyes?”

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*goes on vacation* *feels lost w/o the routine provided by school/college/extracurricular activities*

I’M DYING. I’M CURRENTLY DYING. WHERE DO I EVEN START.

oh, wait, I know where : ANNA CLAPPING HER HANDS IN JOY BECAUSE SIS ELSA IS ABOUT TO DO SOME MAGIC

then they are HOLDING HAND when entering the castle OMFG KILL ME

of course we’ve all already fangirled about it, but… THE

NEW

DRESSES

it’s so dark-themed i do agree but STILL it’s so gorgeous and Anna’s suit is so simple yet so feminine and elegant and ELSA’S ONE OMFGGG I’M ON THE MOON RIGHT NOW IT’S AMAZING

then my icy baby having culpability omg Disney why, why me

LOOK AT THIS PRECIOUS CUPCAKE DON’T YOU WANNA HUG HER TIGHT

also that new trail

that new goddamn trail

soon it will be 25 miles long omfg ELSA YOU BOASTY NERD

THE FAMILY PORTRAIT

It reminds me so much of that scene in Once Upon a Time but anyway gotta hold my feels if I don’t wanna cry

also, do my lynx eyes of Frozen fangirl recognize a concept art that turned into a painting for this short ? HEHEHEH

back to Elsa having culpabilities HAHAHAHAAHA I’M GOING TO FUCKING DIE THIS FALL

but even if the short seems pretty dark, literally and psychologically, they are positive notes

like

KRISTOFF DOING A MANDOLIN SOLO YASSSS

Elsa and Anna and their snow baby

LOOK AT ‘EM

then Elsa being an adorable cupcake as usual

(THE ANIMATED ICE LOOKS GORGEOUS, I CAN’T WAIT TO HAVE TEARS IN MY EYES)

i’m going to cry my eyes out at that scene tho

look at that setting jfc

BUT MY TWO MAIN MOTIVATIONS and reasons I CAN’T wait to see the shot are :

1. it looks really hilarious (Olaf being a king in that) and adult oriented (the sauna joke) and LOOK AT THOSE TWO DORKS

2. SNOW SISTERS DUET I REPEAT SNOW SISTERS DUET

THEY

ARE

SINGING

TOGETHER

IN UNISON

me @ me : rest in fucking pieces

Frozen 2 is going to be so extra good

bonus : Anna learned to ice skate and they’re both doing figures jfc my soul reached heavens

  • Concerned person: Why are you so stressed all the time?
  • Me: You know. School. Not enough sleep. Exams.
  • Me, internally: Livvy is dead, annabel escaped, jemma is screwed because robert lightwood died, how will the rest of the lightwoods react, who tf is kit's mother, what will cassie do to kitty, who will die in queen of air and darkness, is shade ragnor, who is ash, how will the blackthorns deal with livvy's death, and queen! of! air! and! darkness! is released in a year and i'm not emotionally and mentally ready.
  • Person: omg don't worry, I feel you.
  • Me, internally: No. No you don't.
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#gettoknowme - male biases (in no particular order): [ 2/? ] cho seungyoun / luizy (uniq)