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socialpariah · 4 years
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why r u so angry.... why do u always look so angry...?
it’s the anger
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socialpariah · 4 years
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S T A R T E R   C A L L  ; go ahead && hit that heart down there for a little something from me && this trash child ( fair warning: might pop into your im’s for a bit of plotting first ) 
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socialpariah · 4 years
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                                      ❛  some SPOOKY, scrawny, PATHETIC                                                                 internet troll––                                                  some SMUG, moody, serial killer                                                              fanboy FREAK  ❜                                       dark / adult themes ; crossovers encouraged                                           mun 21+ ; loved && protected by katya
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socialpariah · 4 years
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OH HI–– i feel like a complete newbie after my what. . . year disappearance? anyone still out there? anyone remember me?
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socialpariah · 5 years
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Endless gifs of Jughead Jones → 3.17: The Raid
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socialpariah · 5 years
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WANNA DO SOME quick back && forth rp? wanna chat? need ta vent? hit me up
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socialpariah · 5 years
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send “✽” for my muse’s reaction to yours kissing one of their scars
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socialpariah · 5 years
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     you can be the RIPEST, juiciest peach in the WORLD, and                         there’s still going to be somebody who HATES peaches
                                                   indie / private / selective                                                     PEACHES ‘N CREAM                                                        from cw’s riverdale
                                                     crossover / oc friendly                                                                mun 21+                                                         penned by katya
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socialpariah · 5 years
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FIVE TEXTS MY MUSE DIDN’T SEND && ONE THEY DID ║ accepting ║ @goodnessfilled
📱 [ TEXT : archibald ] i think we need to talk📱 [ TEXT : archibald ] pls don’t be upset with me, archie…📱 [ TEXT : archibald ] you’re being kind of an asshole ya know?? 📱 [ TEXT : archibald ] im not gonna play games with you, arch. we arent kids anymore alright, this is stupid📱 [ TEXT : archibald ] if you dont care stop pretending 
📱 [ TEXT : archibald ] i know we’re not talking rn but… i really dont feel good. will you… can you come over pls?
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socialpariah · 5 years
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📱 !
FIVE TEXTS MY MUSE DIDN’T SEND && ONE THEY DID ║ accepting ║ @swcctserpent
📱[ TEXT : SWEETS ] do you always have to be such a prick??? 📱[ TEXT : SWEETS ] sometimes i swear you hate me and for the life of me i dunno why. what did i do to you huh??📱[ TEXT : SWEETS ] dont EVER embarrass me like that in front of people again📱[ TEXT : SWEETS ] do you get off on being an asshole or something?📱[ TEXT : SWEETS ] im not your enemy, you do know that right
📱[ TEXT : SWEETS ] hey… thanks for being there for me today. i know we aren’t the closest but…. thanks
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socialpariah · 5 years
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perfectiontm· ║ COOPER, BETTY :
@socialpariah ♥’d for a short starter
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                           “ Is it weird that the other day, I suddenly realized I hadn’t stopped to think about where I’d be in five years in a really long time? I used to do it all the time. Try to plan out a future. But lately, it’s been so… day to day, just making it through. ”
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HE FURROWED HIS brows, the comment, as glib as it was meant to be, felt like a punch to the gut. Betty Cooper had always been the poster child for having a five year plan && sticking to it down to what she was having for BREAKFAST weeks in advance. he couldn’t help but feel somewhat responsible for unravelling that. surely, dating him hadn’t been part of her plan, nor any of the TROUBLE that comes along with it, fred’s words echoing in his head . . . ❛ all the trouble that follows the jones’s no matter where they go, no matter that they do. . . ❜         his stomach SANK as he tried to swallow past the lump in his throat ❝ i’m sorry- - - is there. . . what can i do? ❞
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socialpariah · 5 years
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Send 📱 for five texts my muse didn't send yours, and one that they did
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socialpariah · 5 years
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choosewisxly‌ ║ WASHINGTON, JOSH :
 PLOTTED STARTER ;; @socialpariah
                fuck this town. that was josh’s only thought when his parents dragged him here after the events of last year. his sister’s were dead and there was nothing he could do about that anymore. his parent’s noticed his mental spiraling shortly after the prank his friends pulled that sent his sister’s off a cliff and into the mines. they decided to relocate, find a smaller town with fewer people and better therapists. that way josh’s parents didn’t need to look after him every second of every day. what could possibly happen in such a small town?
               monday, he pulled open the big glass doors to attend his first therapy appointment with his new doctor. the pills didn’t seem to be working, but he kept this information to himself. he had gotten used to feeling this way and the last thing he wanted was a trip to the loony bin. josh sat in the waiting room next to colorful pamphlets about suicide and depression. been there, tried that. depression was the only thing he was actually diagnosed with. on top of the voices and the fact that he saw his sisters dying almost every day. 
                josh’s eyes looked up to the door when he saw another male walk in. his eyes followed him until he took a seat in the same clinical looking chairs. they looked around the same age… maybe this was his chance to actually make a friend around here. albeit, it probably wasn’t the best place to have a first interaction, but maybe they had something in common. 
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                                            “ hey — i’m josh.. just moved here. hey, where’s the best place to get a cheeseburger around here? i’m gonna need a pig out joint or a… a morning after breakfast place if you know what i’m saying. ”  a small chuckle escaped his lips as he attempted to break the ice. he was never one for subtlety… or trying to make friends. 
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THIS PLACE WASN’T made for him. most of the north side wasn’t, but nowhere was it more apparent than inside the immaculate waiting room of this therapist ; he’d already had a handful of sessions, but it still didn’t feel right calling it ‘ his ‘ therapist. his boots, the steal-toe visible through the scuffs, somehow dirtier when walking across the hardwood floors, the leather jacket && its HISSING snake emblazoned across his back even more aggressive against the purposefully calming paintings.           he wouldn’t be here if it weren’t court-ordered, && not just because he couldn’t AFFORD it. there was a lot that jones men did, but therapy wasn’t one of them. the room was usually empty, save the overly cheery front desk girl, but today an unfamiliar face filled a seat in the corner. he raised a suspicious brow, but the guy seemed harmless && his interest in a good place to eat genuine. ❝ there’s not a whole lot in this town ❞ he shrugged, letting out a small laugh ❝ you’ll figure that out real fast. . . but pop’s is like the heart && soul of this place && the food’s top notch. jughead, by the way ❞ he added ❝ my name’s jughead ❞
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socialpariah · 5 years
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THREE ARCHETYPES
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41% Creative
The Creative appreciates all beautiful things, in art and daily life. The creative act is essential to who they are
35% Visionary
Leave it to others to live by the status quo. The Visionary is interested in new ways of seeing, solutions not yet imagined, products not yet built
24% Intellectual
The Intellectual is the ultimate dinner-party guest. Engaging questions and thoughtful debate are their trademarks.
TAGGED BY : STOLEN FROM @topazedserpent​ TAGGING : @rxvenhairedprincess​ && @pinkxperfectionisms​ && @goodnessfilled​ && @leadsvixens​ && @wolfqueennamedstark​ && @jrnalst​&& @hisweaknss​ && @hispreppy​
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socialpariah · 5 years
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jrnalst· ║ COOPER, BETTY :
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     UP  IN  FLAMES  ,  A  FIERY  GLOW  SHE  REMEMBERS  FILLING  HER  SIGHT  ,  STAINED  AND  REMAINING  . when she recalled the event, the burning of the trailer he grew up in, she figured it really solidified the reality for her that the cooper house was no longer that, it was the jones house. perhaps that was in her best interest though, there were too many memories associated with it in her mother’s name and there was a chance the house would be better suited to new owners. besides, although it was odd to think of at first, she couldn’t fathom anyone better to take on the murder house on elm street than the jones family.
with the play at an end, there were other pressing matters to deal with: the farm, jughead’s mother, and her housing situation among other things. while veronica was generous enough to allow accommodations for her, she knew the raven wouldn’t be able to keep that up for long considering the ordeal her parent’s were going through meaning an alternative was in need. that, however, was on the end of her list.  ❝  what are the chances the trailer wasn’t the only source of gladys’ new empire  ? ❞ betty posed the question, eyes lifting to the man opposite her. straight back to business, the musical only a temporary break. they had to start asking questions and creating theories on her plans whether already in motion or not to shut her operation down and, hopefully, run her out. 
despite wanting to be normal, striving for a sense of calm and making a statement to be simply teens, none of them could achieve that quite yet. they had to get to the bottom of a few more investigations first and although the farm worried her, she wanted to help jughead as she had previously promised him for his sake and for his father’s.
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ALL HE WANTED to do was sleep, to lay down && let the bones that felt so much older than their seventeen years rest for the first time in what felt like ever. . . hell, it might HAVE been the first time, if it were actually going to happen. her simple question, spoken softly from perfectly pink lips, was good natured he knew, but it && its IMPLICATIONS felt as if they might  B R E A K  those bones.            ❝ oh, i’m sure the trailer was just a blip in my mom’s plan. there’s probably a hundred other trailers like it ; the emotional significance of having barrels of drugs cooking where i used to sleep, where jb && i would hide when their screaming got too loud, ENTIRELY lost on her ❞ he frowned, a sense of despondency creeping into his voice.  he wasn’t stupid, he knew the signs, had been handed the pamphlets by the under qualified therapist at riverdale high ; ❛ a lack of appetite && desire to sleep are classic signs of depression ❜ he’d seen scribbled across the bottom or repeated in overly joyous commercials given the subject matter, but he didn’t have the TIME to be depressed, not when his mom was trying to be riverdale’s own pablo escobar, not when betty didn’t have a real place to call home, not when her && archie && ALL of riverdale needed him, his dad at the forefront of it.            ❝ problem is finding them all ❞ he PURPOSELY left out arguably the most important part ; not getting caught, because it wasn’t something betty had to worry about. he’d take the fall for all of it, would pretend he didn’t even know her if that’s what it took && since his mom already knew they’d been sniffing around her ❛ business ❜, suspicion was bound to fall to them, but jug REFUSED to even entertain the thought of betty paying any sort of price because of it.
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