bad rep.

wasted fantasies lying on the ground, graveyard of scattered dreamers who lost their wings under the stars. — but there’s chaos brewing underneath your skin. techtonic plates grinding and crashing in an effort to rattle your bones. this is what it feels like to be in-between good days. to be a self-contained hurricane floating on calm waters. teeth gritted, knuckles white trying to hold in the storm instead of making waves. how do you fall apart? is it a dance? or maybe just a lunatic tripping to find a sane mind. step by step, you forgot you were meant to fly. cages and jars - perfect place to live on hollow hearts. GLADYS JONES

[unhingedanger]

for  those  of  you  who  are  interested  in  still  writing  with  my  gladys  (  my  muse  has  come  back  ),  she  can  be  found  at  @starlhyte.

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pokes head in.

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so, basically, i’m never active. i might be once the show starts again, but it won’t be as active as it used to be. you can find me on @sheinformant if you’d like to keep in touch! 

[attentiverenegades-blog]

❛  when  i   was  a  kid,    my   mother   (   when   she   wasn’t   drunk  off   her  ass  or  too  drugged  up  to  function   ),   used  to  tell  stories.   not   about   princesses,  but  of  warriors.   she   used  to  say  that  hercules  wasn’t  a  great  hero   because  he  was  born  that  way.   it  was  because  he  fought  tooth  and  nail  for  it.   and  from  then  on,  i  stopped  waiting  for  a  prince  to  come  rescue  me.   i  rescued  my  fucking  self.  

independent original character.     *     adapted   by  bethany.      *

[unhingedanger]

in honor of truly being back, writing gladys  ….    stab the heart for a starter ! 

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in honor of truly being back, writing gladys  ....    stab the heart for a starter ! 

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 █ ▌ ❛  JB.   

“   you left.   ”    it was a difficult transition. originally living under the roof with the entire family, then being uprooted with one parent to toledo, and finally, finally, back in riverdale yet missing one crucial part of the jones’ existence. there was nothing easy about it.   “   so, i grew up. moved on. realized i’m the only reliable person in my life. pretty sure that covers everything. great talk.   ”    (    @unhingedanger    )

ah,   so   she   had.   no  judgement   that  gladys  could  ever  face   would  be  as  heavy  as  jb’s  opinion  of  her.    ❛    i    messed  up.   ❜    what   more   could   she   say?   no   excuses.   no   lies.   just   the   two   of  them,   sitting   opposite   each   other  on   separate   couches.     ❛    you   know   it,   i   know   it.    and   you   know   what   else?    you’re    right.   i   ain’t   reliable.    but   i   missed  you   like  hell.    ❜    emotion   gets   stuck  in   the   back   of   her   throat   as   she   tries  to  salvage   what   she  so-willingly   destroyed.     ❛    believe  it   or   not,   i   left   riverdale   to  protect   you.    you   deserved  a  stable  life.   but   i’m  not  gonna   let  you  sit  here  and  continue  to  believe   it  was  because   i  didn’t  care   about   you   or   jughead.   be   pissed  at  me.   i   deserve  it.   but  you   deserve   to   know   everything.    ❜

[hisweaknss]

𝚒 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚍 𝚠𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚢. 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢.     

( indie jellybean jones revamped by vic. )

[unhingedanger]

they really fucked up gladys’ character and i’m forever bitter over it. 

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█ ▌ ❛   SIDNEY.   (   @survivingbilly​   ).  

there’s    a    smile    playing    at    the    corners    of    her    lips    ,              admiration    sparkling    in    chocolate    hues    as     she    stared    at    her    girlfriend    —-                 someone    she     was    completely    crazy    about  _  !  _             a    healthy    relationship     was    something    she    wasn’t    used    to    but    by    god    did    it    feel     good    .                stepping    closer    she    presses    a    small    but    loving    kiss    to    her    lips    ,                a    sigh    of    pure    happiness    leaving    her    as    she    does    so    .             **  ‘       so    thoughtful    of    you    ,               i    could    get    used    to    this    baby    —-               i    don’t    think    i’ll    ever    get    used    to    knowing    we’re    official    though    .               think    i    _gotta    _pinch    myself    because    i’m    not    used    to    being    so    happy    without    there    being    a    catch    .       ’**

the   two   of   them?   they’d   been   through   hell.   but  in  the  end,   at  least   something  good   had   come   out   of   it.   hands  move  to  place  themselves  on  sidney’s  hips,  pulling  her  in  a  bit  before  she  bit  the  corner  of  her  lip.    

❛    well,   if   ya  need  me   to  pinch   ya  ....    ❜    a   giggle   emits   from  her  lips  before   she   (   gently   )   pinches  her  sides.   

❛    but   nah,   seriously   ....     no   catch.    not   this   time,   babe.    ❜

[unhingedanger]

i really miss writing gladys. 

[sheinforms]

          and   as   much   as   she   wanted   to   escape   her   past,   she   realized   that  her  past  had  always  run   through   her  blood.    a   serpent,   though   now   void   of   innocence.    

[sheinforms]

          and   as   much   as   she   wanted   to   escape   her   past,   she   realized   that  her  past  had  always  run   through   her  blood.    a   serpent,   though   now   void   of   innocence.    

[unhingedanger]

it’s almost unsettling how quickly the riverdale fandom dies during hiatus. i mean, i know i’m not the most active, but like... some of my longest mutuals haven’t been active in months.

[unhingedanger]

Gladys: Instead of confronting this issue, I've consumed this whole bottle of wine.

Alice: You don't seem that drunk

Gladys: The alcohol is neutralised by my bottled up rage

[unhingedanger]

i really want to get active on gladys again.

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jones, fp.  /   @srpentlife​   !  

     “      I  DON’T  WANT  TO  FIGHT  ANYMORE,      ”      he  admitted,  tongue  darting  across  his  lips  as  he  looked  over  at  her,  sighing  softly.      he  was  done  fighting  with  her,  he  couldn’t  do  it  anymore  because  no  matter  what,  they  would  always  have  to  be  a  part  of  each  other’s  lives  because  of  jughead  and  jellybean.      they  couldn’t  keep  fighting,  he  didn’t  want  to  fight  because  she  was  still  his  wife,  he  would      ALWAYS      love  her  and  he  couldn’t  believe  that  this  was  how  things  had  become  between  them.      hands  move  over  his  hair,  rubbing  his  face  as  he  shook  his  head,  looking  up  at  her  as  she  turns  to  face  him,      “      i  just  wanna  understand  how  shit  got  so  fucked  up.      you  left  ‘cause  of  my  drinkin’  and  then  became  a  drug  lord,  who  are  you?      where  is  the  woman  i  fell  in  love  with?      ”

HIS WORDS NEARLY BREAK HER HEART.   damn  her  soft  spot  for  fp jones.   once, they’d been so in love ....   and they’d unraveled so quickly.   ❛    she did what she had to do in order to take care of her kids.    ❜   was it a selfish move?  somewhat.  the junkyard wasn’t enough.  she didn’t bring in enough money to get jb the sneakers she’d wanted or to send jughead to the college he’d always dreamed of.  she felt like a failure of a mother.  and the worst part of it all?  she was.   adjusting the brace on her arm, she leans more on the counter and stares at him.   it’s the first time they’ve been in the same room, not completely ripping each other’s throats apart for mistakes that they couldn’t take back.    ❛    i don’t want to fight anymore, either.  ‘m too old for it, f.    ❜    she fights the urge to reach out and touch his cheek just like she’d done so many years before.    ❛    look, uh ....    why don’t you stay for a little?  we can talk. i can make you some lunch. you look like you haven’t eaten in days. what’d’you say?    ❜