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Okay everyone my best friend got threatened by her ex with her nudes that she had only ever sent to him. So being the badass Bitch she is she decided not to be a victim and make him the idiot. She posted this to all her social media.
because apparently this needs to be said AGAIN
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1600s:Â most witch-hunts ended in this century. no witches were burned in North America; they were hanged or in one case pressed to death
1700s:Â the American Revolution. Marie Antoinette. the French Revolution. the crazy King George. most pirate movies
1800-1830:Â Jane Austen! Pride and Prejudice! those dresses where the waist is right under oneâs boobs and men have a crapton of facial hair inside high collars
1830-1900:Â Victorian. Les Miserables is at the beginning, the Civil War is in the middle, and Dracula is at the end
1900-1920: Edwardian. Titanic, World War I, the Samantha books from American Girl, Art Nouveau
1920s: Great Gatsby. Jazz Age. Flappers and all that. most people get this right but IT IS NOT VICTORIAN. STUFF FROM THIS ERA IS NOT VICTORIAN. DO NOT CALL IT VICTORIAN OR LIST IT ON EBAY AS VICTORIAN. THAT HAPPENS SURPRISINGLY OFTEN GIVEN HOW STAGGERING THE VISUAL DIFFERENCE BETWEEN ERAS IS. also not 100 years ago yet, glamour.com â100 years of Xâ videos. youâre lazy, glamour.com. youâre lazy and I demand my late Edwardian styles
I just saw people referencing witch burning and Marie Antoinette on a post about something happening in 1878. 1878. when there were like trains and flush toilets and early plastic and stuff. if you guys learn nothing else about history, you should at least have vague mental images for each era
âLes Miserables is at the beginning, the Civil War is in the middle, and Dracula is at the endâ sounds like the longest weirdest worst movie Iâd pay to see in theatres five times.
Crazy headcanon: Eclipsa is not the Queen of Darkness, just the Queen of Dark... Chocolate. Got frozen because as Mewni only produces corn, it ran out of chocolate and she got mad using too much dark magic. As far as she's fed with chocolate, she'll be OK.
Thatâs totally canon until proven otherwise.
This is the money pentacle. Reblog and unexpected money will come to you!
Shiiiiit. I reblogged, and I got $750 in two days for basically nothing! The first day this client/POT asked my agent to invite some girls and I to his end. We basically sipped wine and left with $500 each. He called me yesterday and we took a ride on my highway and gave me $250đđđ. Money blogs everyday any day!
Wonât chance it.
Yo this shit works not even gonna front like I didnât just get money
Let me reblog this 2x then đ
Do the thing pls
im screaming it worked lmfao
Not to be a âtumblr witchâ but Iâll try anything twice
GuysâŚ. I didnât think it would work but wtfâŚ.I just checked my emailâŚ
I have an extra $600 I didnât have before ;____;
Lets go!
Pleaseeeeee
Every time I reblog these I find 30$-60$ in random places^ ^â
WHERE IS CASTIEL EPISODE 35
Like wtf everyone of the others guys have one and I just really want to see what happened. Like I'm out the fucking loop
This is the money pentacle. Reblog and unexpected money will come to you!
Shiiiiit. I reblogged, and I got $750 in two days for basically nothing! The first day this client/POT asked my agent to invite some girls and I to his end. We basically sipped wine and left with $500 each. He called me yesterday and we took a ride on my highway and gave me $250đđđ. Money blogs everyday any day!
Wonât chance it.
Yo this shit works not even gonna front like I didnât just get money
Let me reblog this 2x then đ
Do the thing pls
im screaming it worked lmfao
Not to be a âtumblr witchâ but Iâll try anything twice
GuysâŚ. I didnât think it would work but wtfâŚ.I just checked my emailâŚ
I have an extra $600 I didnât have before ;____;
Lets go!
Pleaseeeeee
Every time I reblog these I find 30$-60$ in random places^ ^â
https://www.gofundme.com/cartoon-network-internship-fund
Hi there!! My name is Taylor, I go to Uarts in Philadelphia for Illustration. This summer I will be a rising Senior, and I was given a fantasic opportunity to intern at Cartoon Network studios in Burbank, CA.
As you can probably guess, living in downtown Burbank near Hollywood is expensive; Itâs even more expensive to stay for the 12 week duration of the internship, from June to August. The estimated rent for the duration of the stay is $5000~, and thatâs not even including the price of food and transportation while Iâm there.
I work two jobs and live with my partner who is preparing to start paying off college loans. Iâve been drawing cartoons and dreaming of a chance like this since I was a kid. Please help me afford this incredible adventure!
If you canât afford to help, signal boosting is appreciated!
https://www.gofundme.com/cartoon-network-internship-fund
for those asking for a link that is not a gofundme; my paypal is at [email protected] !
hey there, thankyou so much if youve contributed to this. since starting the campaign things have gotten a little more dire. im still working really hard to raise money for this trip but finding a place in short time thats affordable becomes more difficult every day. ive tried to stay positivr about this experience, but today i started to feel like there is a very real possibility that if i cant afford the trip to CA i might have to pass on a lifechanging oppurtunity ive dreamt about since i was little. my partner is graduating which is an immense financial burden and my mom continues to try to scrape up the funds to do this with. please, if you have anything to spare, help this poor gay out.
Anxiety
Anxiety has always been a hard thing for Jughead Jones. The feeling of everyone of your fears coming to life and not knowing how to control them is very difficult for many. He's put up a barrier around himself to protect himself from all of these fears. Making sure no one sees that he has them and that no one can break them down. That's one of the reasons he likes to stay in the background. The towns outcast is what the school calls him and it doesn't bother him one bit. Keeping away from the rest of the world is what he loves. If you don't allow people in then you won't be exposed to betrayal and hurt. However like every person with walls there is that one person who tears them down like it's nothing and brings them out of their protective shell. This person for Jughead is the one and only beautiful peppy blonde, Betty Cooper . She is the exact image of the schools high achieving cheerleader that can go anywhere after high school. Jughead always has that thought in the back of his head that questions "When is she going to leave just like everyone else?" It's not like he wants her to leave. He wants her in his life more than anything. The cruel life he has lived however has made him believe he has to be alert at all times. Through time though these thoughts have been pushed further and further back. The reason being that he sees she is just as fragile and hesitant as he is. Every move she makes she questions and sits on til she can't even tell what is the real story.Maybe she has a reason for stumbling into his life. They can help build each other up while breaking the others walls down. That anxiety is always going to be there for Jughead but maybe it's not so bad if he has Betty to walk him through it.
Have we established the fact that since it's Jughead's locker, Betty was probably taking off derogatory posters about FP and protecting her BF from the shitty people in Riverdale High?
Prompt: Betty and Jughead fall asleep in the blue & gold office while working their butts off trying to finish some articles. Betty's mom freaks out when she doesn't come home and thinks that Betty and Jughead were doing more than just napping together. She then locks Betty in her room and Jughead sneaks her out and they go on the adventure of your choice.
Sure thing! I hope you like it.
The Adventure
âJuggie, Iâve just got to finish this paragraph.â Betty promised.
Jughead yawned again and nodded.âYou can head home, Jug, I know you didnât get much sleep last night.â
Jughead shook his head this time and looked squarely at Betty. âNo way, Iâm going to walk you home.â Jughead smirked. âThatâs what people like us do.â
âOkay, Iâm almost done.â Betty smiled, clicking away on the computer keys.
Jughead yawned again and strolled over to the tiny couch in the corner of the office. Why there was a tiny couch in this room - or the lounge downstairs - he didnât know. But at this moment, it was deeply appreciated.
Jughead propped his hands behind his head and stretched his legs out before him, resting them on a table.
He closed his eyes for just a second, listening to Bettyâs beating of keys across the room.
He was comfortable but too warm, he decided. He shrugged out of his coat, then his flannel, leaving him in a tshirt and jeans.
He rested his head back against the top of the couch as Betty shuffled over to him.
âReady, Jug?â
âBetty,â He started, cracking one eye open to look at her. âYou wouldnât believe how comfortable this old couch is.â
Betty smiled. âOh yeah?â
Jughead reached out for her hand. âSit with me.â
Betty did, cozying up to Jugheadâs side. He wrapped an arm around her shoulder, pulling her closely.
Jughead let out a deep breath, content.
Betty nuzzeled her head into Jugheadâs chest and closed her eyes. He was right - this was comfortable.
Bettyâs eyes opened as Jughead rearranged his hold on her - it was dark outside. Really, really dark. It was dark in here. Betty jumped up, looking for her phone. Shit, where was it? She was dead.
âJughead, wake up! We fell asleep!â The panic was rising in her.
Betty could feel her usually taut ponytail slumping to one side of her head, pieces of hair falling over her face.
Jugheadâs shirt was half way up his stomach, looking worse for wear. He was still asleep, a half smile crossing his face.
âJughead!â Betty whispered again, shaking his shoulder.
His eyes cracked open this time, and the smile widened on his face. ââMorning, Gorgeous.â
Betty couldnât help but smile back. âItâs not morning,  Juggie, we fell asleep at school. My  mom is going to kill me when-â
They heard clicking down the school hall.
âShit,â Betty whispered, throwing Jugheadâs flannel at him. Where was her phone!?
The clicking of the shoes got louder and as Betty reached her desk - finally, there was her phone - The Blue and Gold office door flew open, Alice Cooper standing in the doorway.
âElizabeth, do you have any idea what time it is?!â Alice roared into the room, looking prestine as always.
âNo,â Betty said lamely.âItâs after midnight. What were you-?â Alice zeroed in on Bettyâs unruly hair, then scanned the room.
Jughead was fighting to get his flannel on.
âWhat the hell were the two of you doing in here?â
Betty looked over to Jughead trying to get his clothes on, the hat that had slumped to the back of his head. His tshirt was still slightly wrinkled and sat just above his bellybutton. She smoothed her hair down, knowing she looked guilty doing it.
âNothing,â Betty said, head high. She knew what happened - and what didnât. âWe were just working on the paper, Mom.â
âI wonât have you acting like Polly did, Elizabeth.â
âWe were working on the paper.â Betty said again.
Alice grabbed for Bettyâs arm, steering her towards the door.
Jughead shrugged on his coat, following behind the Cooper women. He knew better than to say anything, but he still wanted to keep an eye on them.
It was a silent car ride back to the Coopers - Jughead squeezed Bettyâs hand as she got in the car, but kept walking. He wasnât crazy enough to ask Alice for a ride.
Alice had yelled at Betty for five minutes when they got home - she already had one pregnant daughter, she didnât need to - despite Bettyâs protests that she had the wrong idea of what had happened at school.
Alice had ended up locking Betty in her room, saying she would unlock the door in the morning.
âWhat if I have to pee?!â Betty called, rolling her eyes. Her mother was so dramatic.
Betty changed out of what she had worn to school and into leggings and a large sweater.
She sat down at the edge of her bed, head in her hands. If only Alice hadnât walked in when she had - Betty barely had time to reflect on how much she had enjoyed her time with Jughead. The best sleep of her life, packed into just a few hours.
She smiled, and suddenly there was a quiet tap on her window.
Betty looked over at her window, a bigger smile spreading across her face as she saw Jughead. She slid open the window.
âYou on house arrest?â Jughead smiled.
âShe locked me in here!â Betty hissed.
âI guess she forgot you have two windows.â
Betty smiled and rolled her eyes.
âYou up for an adventure?â
âWhat kind of adventure?â
âDo you trust me?â Jughead murmured.
âOf course I do.â Betty smiled. âHold on.â She went to her bed, fluffing up her blankets and arranging the pillow just so, just in case. She knew her mother wouldnât check on her - she would never expect her to climb out the window.
Betty walked back to the window, looking out to see Jughead already at the bottom, holding the ladder for her.
She quickly made her way to the bottom, taking Jugheadâs hand as she stepped on the grass. âWhere to?â
âIâll show you.â Jughead smiled at Betty in the dark. They strolled down the sidewalks, passed Archieâs house, around a corner, until they came to a stop.
Betty recognized this house - it was Jugheadâs old house.
âWhat are we doing here?â Betty whispered.
Jughead kept walking into the back yard, pulling Betty along with him. They stopped in front of an old treehouse.
âThe treehouse!â Betty said excitedly. âI forgot about this thing!â Betty started climbing up the old wooden boards.
She ducked her head inside, Jughead following her quickly.
It looked exactly how she remembered it. There were drawings marked into the wood with crayon, a trunk full of comic books, a notebook full of doodles and âsecret codeâ. There was a skipping rope, as well as a pack of gum and a tennis ball in the corner.
âThe people that bought your house never checked in here?â Betty murmured as she sat in front of the comic book trunk.
âTheyâre elderly, they didnât have any children. I heard that they were thinking of knocking it down, but it hasnât happened yet.â Â
Betty passed Jughead a comic book.
âI tried sleeping in here, once, after my dad started drinking again. It was pretty risky though - if anyone saw me, theyâd call the cops and Iâd be right back with him. Plus, itâs pretty uncomfortable.â
Betty looked at Jughead sadly. She had just recently learned about Jugheadâs situation. She reached out and squeezed his hand.
They spent the next hour flipping through comic books, trying to decyfer the code in their notebook.
Jughead intertwined his fingers with Bettyâs. âReady for the next stop?â Jughead asked.
âThereâs more?â Betty said excitedly.
The climbed out of the treehouse carefully, tiptoeing through the back yard, away from the house.
The night wasnât too cold - there were stars shining above them, noises coming from different parts of the city around them.
They walked quickly, both of them excited. They gripped each otherâs hands.
Eventually, they found the closed Drive-In.
Betty turned her head to look at Jughead, but he just smiled.
She followed him to the projection office.
He slipped a key out of his pocket, unlocking the door.
âThey havenât torn it down yet, obviously, and I just wanted you to see inside. I love it here.â
Betty followed him inside, looking around as she did so. âJug, thereâs so much stuff in here. Are you sure you donât want any of it?â
She looked around, seperating her hand from his. She looked at the shelves, fingering the different rolls of film.
She looked at the different titles, noticing some of Jugheadâs favorites.
Jughead was sitting on the small bed that fit into the room, playing with the pillow.
âCan you put one on?â Betty murmured.
âI canât project it outside, in case someone sees. But I can play one for just us.â Jughead smiled, walking to the machine.
Jughead looked through the different titles, picking one and putting it on. The projector was loud.
âWhatâs this?â Betty asked, nodding her head to the movie.
âThe Killing from 1956. Itâs a Stanley Kubrick. Itâs one of my favorite lesser-knowns.â Jughead murmured as the movie started.
Betty sat next to Jughead on the small bed, realizing why the Drive-In had meant so much to him. Not only did he love his job, it was his home.
Betty traced little patterns over Jugheadâs skin absent-mindedly, both of them enjoying the movie.
Jughead leaned back, and Betty leaned back with him. She rested her head on his shoulder, enjoying the movie but enjoying his company more.
More than halfway through the movie, Jughead turned his head the best he could, trying to see Bettyâs beautiful face.
âBetty?â He murmured.
She leaned forward, away from his chest, to look at him. âWhat?â
He grazed his lips slowly against hers before locking her lips between his. He had wanted to do that since they woke up at school.
They stayed like that, gently kissing in the dark, the light from the movie alighting their faces.
The movie reached the end of the roll, bringing Jughead back to reality.
âOkay,â He said, taking a deep breath. âOne more surprise.â
Betty smiled and took his hand to get up off the makeshift bed.
âJughead?â Betty said, stopping him before he had the chance to open the door. âAre you sure you donât want any of these old movies?â
Jughead shook his head. How would be play them, anyway?
Betty nodded, grazing the shelf that held the film cannisters. It was dusty. She found the one she was looking for and slipped it in her sweater pocket.
âReady?â Jughead smiled.
Betty nodded and took his hand, leaving the booth behind them.
She was surprised at how light the sky looked above them. Sure, theyâd been out for hours. But Betty expected darkness - they left the house in darkness, after all.
They strolled through the grass, the dampness from the dew touching their ankles.
She knew better than to ask Jughead where they were going - he was a sucker for surprises. He wouldnât ruin them.
They didnât go far, just passed the Drive-In, there was a park that was hardly ever used.
They walked between the dense trees, spotting a play-structure for children, rows of swings and a teeter-totter.
Betty walked directly to the swings, sitting down in one. She expected Jughead to sit beside her, but he didnât. He walked behind her, gently pushing on her back so that she would swing back and forth.
A smile spread across her face. She hadnât been pushed on the swings since she was a toddler.
âHey, what movie did you swipe from back there?â He laughed.
âA Rebel Without A Cause.â Betty admitted. âI feel like itâs our movie.â She blushed. âI wanted it, even if I donât have anything to play it on. Itâs ours.â She said.
Jughead was terrified - he hadnât planned this night, it wasnât elaborate. He had thought of it at the last minute, walking home by himself, thinking of the best sleep of his life that he had just awoken from.
Why not show all the places he loved most to the girl he loved most?
And then, he realized, that he had just come clean to himself. He loved Betty. He loved Betty?
He loved Betty and he was going to tell her.
He looked upwards towards the sky, then stopped pushing against her back. She swung gently a few times around him before coming to a stop.
âItâs almost time,â He said, a shy smile on his face. He walked around the front of her, extending a hand so she could jump down.
âTime for what?â She smiled.
They walked over to the grass, keeping each otherâs hand in their grasp.
Jughead pulled her down onto the dew-soaked grass, then layed down. Betty did the same.
The sky changed from the dark, intense blue to a lighter blue, stars disappearing.
Eventually they saw whisps of clouds appear, dotting the sky. There were purples and pinks decorating the sky above them.
Jughead turned his head to look at Betty - she was smiling, in awe.
âIâve never watched a sunrise before,â Betty murmured.
âBetty, I love you.â He rushed out. There. There was no taking it back, no pretending it didnât happen.
She was the first person beside his father, sister or mom that he had said that too.
Betty rolled onto her elbows, propped up to look at him.
âYou love me?â She whispered.
Jughead nodded slightly. âI love you.â He whispered back.
âI love you, Jughead.â She smiled. âThis was the best night of my life.â She murmured, dipping her head lower to kiss him.
Jughead kissed her back, tears pricking his eyes. The girl he loved, loved him too. He blinked them away, breaking the kiss.
âYouâre missing the sunrise.â He murmured.
âYouâre better than the sunrise.â She smiled, kissing him once more.
They stayed like that until the sky was light. They stood up, clothing wet, hand in hand.
âWe better get you home before your mom realizes. I donât want her to castrate me.â Jughead said lightly.
Betty shook her head. âMe neither. I wouldnât let her touch you, though. Nobody touches the person I love.â She smiled, bumping her hip against him.
âThatâs my girl.â He laughed.
i would like to thank this man for being consistently excellent â¨â¨â¨
Unexpected changes part 3
Itâs been 3 months since Natalie came into Castiel life. Itâs been a hard journey because he knows absolutely nothing about kids.Lysander has been helping as much as he can with babysitting. Of course his parents were mad he had a baby but his mom just loved being a grandma. She helped get the things they needed and told him how to change and feed her. Castiel had tried hiring a nanny but for some reason he couldnât find the perfect one. His mom said he was being picky but she knew deep down he just wanted the best for his daughter. Luckily it wasnât unusual for him to not go to school a lot so he just stayed home with Natalie. It also gave him joy seeing Nathaniel mad. One day he was feeding Natalie and got a call from Lysander. âHey Lys. Whatâs up?â Castiel asks pressing his head to his shoulder to hold the phone. âI found a nanny for you!â Screams Rosalya, a very fashion forward energetic friend of theirs. âWell I would ask who but YOU SHATTERED MY EAR DRUMS!â He would have cursed but he doesnât want âfuckâ to be one of his daughters firsts words. Even though that would be awesome. You can just hear Rosa rolling her eyes on the other side.âHer name is Agatha and she is amazing with kids. She just moved in next door to me with her niece.â âHow do you know she isnât some serial killer?â Asked Castiel. I mean this women is going to be watching his child and Rose doesnât even really know her. She groans on the other side of the phone. â You think I wouldnât get a background check on her before I called you. She is going to be watching my niece!â Rosalya had called Natalie as her niece as soon as she laid eyes on her. Even though Castiel wouldnât admit it, he thinks of Rose as a sister and he likes that she wants to be apart of his daughters life. âOkay fine. Here is the deal. I will meet with her and if I donât like her, she isnât going near my daughter. Okay with you Mrs.Sunshine?â Rosalya squeals and tells him okay. He writes down her number and calls her. Agatha picks up and he hears a chippy voice. âHello this is Agatha! Who do I have the joy of talking to?â He rolls his eyes. Of course Rosalya picked this lady.âUmm yea this is Castiel. My friend Rosa is your neighbour and said you are a nanny?â She excitingly answers âOh yes! Rosalya. What a lovely young girl! She said you might call meâ â YeaâŚ. so, I have to go to school on the weekdays but I have my daughter who needs to be looked after. Do you think we could come over sometime for an interview?â She squeals â Oh of course! Just text me your address and I will come over this afternoon!â He texts her the address and says goodbye to her. He looks down to see Natalie sleeping in his arms. Smiling he slowly gets up and puts her in the crib. He settles into the couch more,falling asleep with his beautiful daughter still in his arms
Im the chill kind of gamer
I play shit like tales of vesperia, pokemon, harvest moon, naruto ultimate storm, and rune factory
I fucking hate COD and any game involving war zones
EYEWITNESS Nation â as you can see Adi is still fighting hard to find a new home for the show, and heâs grateful for all the support!
Letâs keep fighting alongside him to find a new network or a streaming service that will pick up EYEWITNESS for season 2!
LEAVE A COMMENT ON THE DEADLINE ARTICLE ABOUT THE SHOWâS CANCELLATION HERE
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I have a headcannon that every time when Lysander comeback to the farm he looks like cowboy. He wear hat, flannel shirt(he propably looks gorgeous in them) and ride a horse.Â
Chino give us a episode when we visit farm, pleaseÂ
Adi TV Studios is still fighting for Eyewitness, and we cannot give up either!
USA Network has canceled Eyewitness after one season, but this does not have to be the end. This is not what we were hoping for, but there is a point in keeping at it and fighting for our favorite show! Shows have been un-canceled before and it can happen again!
Scrubs moved from NBC to ABC in 2008
Stargate SG-1 was canceled by Showtime after 5 seasons and it moved to Sci-Fi for another 5
Star Trek The Original Series was in danger of being canceled after season 2 and look what it is today
Cagney & Lacey was canceled by CBS after 2 seasons and a letter writing campaign brought it back for 4 more
The Killing was canceled by AMC and moved to Netflix
The Mindy Project was canceled by Fox and picked up by Hulu for more episodes
Nashville was canceled by ABC and found a new home with CMT
Roswell was canceled twice - first the WB picked it up again and then it moved to UPN
Southland was canceled by NBC and picked up by TNT for another 4 seasons
These are just a few examples of a lot of times it has worked. THERE IS HOPE. DONâT GIVE UP!
Tweet #WeWantEyewitnessSeason2 , #Eyewitness , #Philkas and @ your Tweets to Netflix, AmazonVideo, Hulu or anyone else you can think of.
Letâs make ourselves heard! Weâre still here! We still have a chance! And we have Adi TV Studios on our side. Letâs do this!
