Blind!Mustang gets dropped flat on his face so many times during the Promised Day in the manga it’s so extra. It’s like Arakawa was looking back at everything and decided “Mustang you’ve been too useful. Too successful. You killed two of the seven homunculi yourself and weakened a third down to beatable levels. And you literally incinerated the whole immortal legion and planned the whole coup without any detection… You’re kinda OP. It’s time to Suffer™”
Today is the one year anniversary of my art blog ✨
I never expected much from this blog, it was just a place to post my Beatle doodles. The whole reason I made this it was because I had no friends irl that understood my obsession with drawing a 50 year old band, so I figured there might be one or two beatlemaniacs out there that might appreciate my ArtiNg. I could never have imagined that there would be such an amazing classic rock community on here! I’m so blessed to have been accepted by you guys 💛💛💛.
And I can honestly say that one year, 600ish posts and 2,600 followers later, that my life has truly changed for the better! I feel like my art has improved (especially in regards to likeness), my music taste has definity been expanded and I’ve become more exposed to other artists and groups. But most importantly, the best thing to happen to me has been all the new friends I have made through this art blog! Honestly I have made so many incredible friends and acquaintances through a mutual love of music, art and musicians ✨ I don’t know what I would do without you guys in my life, and I honestly can’t remember a time without you!
I love you guys and this is one of the best things that’s happened to me- thank you so much for sticking with me and putting up with all my shit, you guys are the absolute best! I couldn’t ask for more 💛💛
So thank you so much for an amazing year! And I hope this is the first of many to come! 🍋
Request — Anonymous asked: Could you do something where the reader is always relatively outgoing and tries her best to keep everyone happy and always jokes but Jughead finds out that the reader’s parents are verbally abusive and the reader is very depressed and insecure?
A/N — GUYS I am so incredibly sorry for not updating like I promised, school has been extremely stressful and I’m currently in the middle of changing schools as I am not happy at the one I’m already enrolled in. But anyway, I do apologise for not updating for so long, but here it something that hopefully makes your day!
Warnings: Fighting, Verbal abuse, signs of depression and insecurities
(Y/N) , (Y/L/N) , (E/C) — Your name, your last name, eye colour
It was just another one of those days at Riverdale High. Reggie was teasing Dilton Doiley in the hallway, Kevin was gossiping, as always, to Veronica and Betty about the infamous Cheryl Blossom, the local sweetheart Archie Andrews was practising his music with Ms Grundy, and last but not least, Jughead Jones, Riverdale’s lone wolf, was casually sitting by himself in the student lounge, coffee on the table in front of him with a laptop perched on his lap. Along in the student lounge sat (Y/N) (Y/L/N), keeping to herself as she always did every morning. She was always seen as such a bubbly and confident personally, but something was off about her. The first person to notice was Jughead himself. Of course, he didn’t want to interfere, as he was battling his own issues in his life, but she was stuck in his mind that whole day.
You sat there in that crowded room. Kept to yourself, nice and quiet. People greeted you that morning and all you could do was reply with a smile. Veronica, Betty and Kevin walked in, laughing as usual to something funny they were just discussing. You knew they would come up and speak to you like they always did most mornings. And you also knew that you couldn’t deny the fact if you told them you were ‘okay’, because you really weren’t and know Veronica, she always found a way to see right through someone, and that was a risk.
“Good morning, sleepyhead!” Kevin singed to you, making you jump a little from the sudden action.
“Wow Kevin, you should totally audition for American Idol or something.” Veronica said sarcastically, making Kevin scoff dramatically. “What’s up, buttercup?” She asked, sitting on the armrest beside you.
“Uh, nothing much!” You tried covering up, with your usual happy voice and bright smile. “Just so tired, was up all night studying for that test on Tuesday.”
Lies. Well, not entirely true. The up all night part was right, but studying? Not so much. The reason (Y/N) was up all night was because of what was going on in her house.
Her parents were fighting, almost getting the extreme cases were she would have 911 on speed dial on her phone. It wasn’t physically, but it was loud. Too loud in fact. She was worried the whole neighbourhood would hear them. But as he always tried making situations better, she interfered, but it made it worse. By this time, she was up in her room, sitting on her bed, trying to not cry as she didn’t want to make them more angry. She never fell asleep that night.
Unlucky for Jughead, he was walking home from Archie’s one night when he heard the screams. He instantly knew it was (Y/N)’s house. He knew if he knocked on the door, it could escalate. He ran behind a bush, listening in knowing that if it did get worse, he would call the police. And as soon as he crouched down, it all went quiet. Peeking up to look at the house, the lights were all off, signalling that they all went to sleep. He stood up, up at her window. Light completely off. He took out his phone which sat in the pocket of his jacket, going through his contacts and selected her number. He hesitated before doing so. They only talked a handful of times, he did like her, but he knew something was up and he didn’t want to interfere. He shook his doubts, typing away before clicking send and shoving his phone back in his pocket. One last glance, he walked back to the Drive In to where he lived.
The end of science class was the relief to your day. Keen to get out of the classroom, you gathered your things and stuffed them in your bag, taking your time as you wanted to be as far away from everybody. The only other person competing with you still in the class was Jughead. You looked up every now and then as you continued putting your things away. Just as you remembered, you hadn’t checked your phone since that yesterday afternoon before the fight. You turned on your phone, sitting back down in your seat, waiting for your phone to startup. The room was quiet, although you could hear Jughead’s steady breathing. As soon as your phone buzzed, signalling it was turned on, another vibration went through your hand. The long awaited messaged was finally received.
‘Jughead: I’m here for you’
All she did was just read that message over and over again. She noticed everyday after school, Jughead, Archie and her would get the bus home every afternoon, the two of them going in the same direction as she just went home. Everyone knew Jughead lived at the Drive In, yet the rumour was that it was going to be demolished by Archie’s dad’s company with a little help from Hiram Lodge, Veronica’s dad. She quickly put her phone back in her pocket, zipping up her backpack as she slung it over her shoulder. She got up from sitting at her desk before slowly making her way to Jughead’s.
“Why did you send the message?” (Y/N) asked, standing directly opposite him.
“Look, I mean, I didn’t want to interfere or anything but..”
“You heard, didn’t you.” She cut him off, looking down at the floor in guilt. All he could do was nod.
“(Y/N), I’ve seen you a lot lately looking down and believe me, I have my own problems I should be working on and trying to fix, but I just.. I don’t know.” Jughead sighed, shrugging his shoulders.
“Jughead.. I..I,” You paused, looking back up into his eyes. “Thank you. It’s just, well, right now I’m shocked. I mean, no offence but you don’t seem like the type of person to ask if anyone would be okay.” She sarcastically said, making him chuckle along with herself.
“Well yeah but, with you, I can make an exception.” Those words? Our of Jughead Jones’ mouth? That couldn’t have just happened.
“Wait, wait… why me?” She said, almost in a whisper. There was a pause, not too long but not too short.
“Maybe because I like you?” He went serious at this point. “Maybe because I’ve been a chicken to confess that I liked you since you came to school?”
“Jughead, thank you. Not for telling me you like me, but for just caring enough to ask if I’m okay.” She smiled at him, closing her eyes as she placed a soft kiss against his cheek. She opened her eyes once again before fixing the bag that was clung onto her shoulder. She smiled at him before walking off into the busy hallways once again. Jughead stood there, a goofy smile playing on his lips before snapping back into reality.
A/N —Thank you guys so much for waiting so long! I feel like this wasn’t exactly how I hoped the request thought it would be, but my mind is literally a mess at the moment so I apologise in advance. I hope you enjoy it because I tried my hardest as I haven’t written in so long, but yeaaahh
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