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psa. hey guys. just a heads up — i moved juggie over here on my multi because it's effort to sign into so many blogs. feel free to follow me there, or stay here, or leave. totally up to you! cheers xoxo

#; kylie luv u 8)#ooc tbt.#psa

pendragonlefay

jughead + his dad

#; i die every time #tbt.

ginervaweasley

hope. a word so close to home, and as tricky.

#elementary.#riverdale spoilers #; cole is such an ugly crier. me 2 bro. love it.

centrifold-deactivated20140310

Here’s a joke: my Father.

#introspection.

❛ well if it isn’t jason blossom, riverdale high’s brightest star. ❜

THERE’S NO MALICE TO HIS TONE, no locked up sentiments -- just truth. late night always attracting strays to pop’s chock’lit shoppe, tonight colours him no more surprised than 2am reggie eating his weight in fries for attempted sobriety.

rain pelts down, beating glass panelling in hidden mantra. and perhaps the stars have aligned tonight, sending him someone interesting enough to write about. either way, he’ll tempt the blade pressed to his throat, curiosity always insatiable.

❛ isn’t it a little late to be out and about on a school night? ❜ // * @deathmystery

#deathmystery #deathmystery // 001.#verse tbt.#|| starter.#|| thread.#; y o.#; hope this is alright.#; i'm kylie uwu

me, cringing as i pay for yet another university semester: i’m fine.

#; i'm so glad i'm not a teenager studying because if i was this'd tear into my soul.#; !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#; bye money. nice knowin' ya.#tbd*#❝ yeah. confirmed. actually properly real. | * OOC TAG;

IT’S A LATE FRIDAY EVENING, and there’s a boy entering the diner -- no, a man, early-20s and covered in tattoos of the likes he’s never seen before. all too familiar with inken scrawlings, he assumes its gang related -- assumes this conversation will stockpile into amiability in some alternate universe where night-owls get along.

but here, they’re drifting in earth 1.0. here, he makes no such promises.

❛ –if you’re passing through, there are worse places to stop. the burgers here are really something else. ❜ // * @humanityrot

#humanityrot #humanityrot // 001.#|| starter.#v. how cloak and dagger | * MAIN VERSE;#; hi i'm kylie !!#; i have no idea wat i'm doing lma o

starter call.

#; a rare one ;)#; i'll probably be a little selective depending on how chatty my muse is #; it's 6am so.....#* to do;

ginervaweasley

We’re not our parents, Betty. We’re not our families.

#; is it wrong that all i could think ab when he climbed into betty's window was 'please fOR THE LOVE OF GOD DON'T MARK THOSE PILLOWS'#elementary.

gingerleik.

the universe never flicks him tips to map-read minefields, just oh, and by the way crumbs after the blast to trace back to the motive and its engineer. archie didn’t realize—- he hadn’t decided to numb parts of himself with some gnarled padding, but now he’s being disarmed of its necessity and he’s hurting out of his skin from an achy, thawing fondness.

he can still speak jughead (and jughead’s at least curious, because that’s a thrown bone, even though he doesn’t deserve it). — so he shakes his head.

❛i wouldn’t want her to. ever.❜ ever again.

the sky bruises as the sun pushes down, lush red around its molten edge.

missed you.

from here on, anything he says is too cheap and everything he doesn’t say is too heavy. he thinks he’s closer to understanding jughead’s (overloud) apathy to out-there sentiment as preemptive stitches – and archie is comfortable in their difference.

he zips up his guitar back to sleep.

❛i could eat something. d’you wanna—…? dad’s probably gonna send me, anyway, so.❜

JUST LIKE OLD TIMES. their rehearsed narrative a modern classic putting shakespeare’s emotionally constipated tybalt capulet to shame. but no star-crossed lovers lay here. just two friends, once equal, now rifted.

do you even want to fit the narrative anymore, archie? did you ever want to fit the narrative?

that letterman jacket says otherwise. that singing voice -- that want for fame and fortune and popularity -- that drive for approval from those superstars mocked at 4am companionship.

are you a traitor now, archie? or is this who you’ve always been?

❛ –i could eat, if you’re buying. ❜

money, money, money. a concept loathed by those without beds to sleep in, without couches to surf, without the luxury of security at 2am, sleeping at a bus stop with a knapsack under head. it’s the kind of concept a teenage boy shouldn’t have to worry about -- unless he grows up too fast, but never quite fills those adult shoes.

❛ but if you suggest anywhere other than pop’s, we’re over for good, romeo. ❜

#; this internal monologuing has me itching for gun to head release.#; JUST KISS AND MAKE UP.#; metaphorically of course. actual kissing is gross. delete that shit.#gingerleik #gingerleik // 001.#v. how cloak and dagger | * MAIN VERSE;

ok family, i am home from my roadtrip, but i’m exhausted and haven’t watched the latest episode yet. so i’ll be back tomorrow probably! catcha later, beans x

#❝ yeah. confirmed. actually properly real. | * OOC TAG;