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screensland · 1 year ago
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TONI TOPAZ & CHERYL BLOSSOM.
Riverdale, (2017-2023). S07E16 — Stag.
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petschstuff · 11 months ago
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like or reblog if u save, please. @petschrare on twitter; ♥︎
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daisyfilmm · 3 months ago
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the strangers chapter 1 headers
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camistuffs · 11 months ago
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like or reblog if u save, please. @petschrare on twitter; ♥︎
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veronicalodgefaghag · 2 years ago
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Riverdale | Santa Ana— Bruce Springsteen
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it-feels-pink · 2 years ago
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sorry about when i say things here but you can’t stop me
[ sam / tinkerbell (or tink)
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taylorswiftserialkillergene>
it-feels-pink
(im sorry) ]
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fruitcoops · 3 months ago
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Debut
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Day 5, ft. our black-cat lucid-dreaming king. Characters belong to @lumosinlove (sorry not sorry for what I did to your favorite boy) and header belongs to @noots-fic-fests!
Yesterday's movie: It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown! (1966)
TW for mentioned movie-murder (nobody actually dies)
Regulus spared the glass double-doors hardly a glance before wrinkling his nose. It was hot out, sticky and steamy, and the direct sun pummeling the entire courtyard reeked of early September. Busy chatter ran rampant around him between flashes of color and blurry faces.
“I’m dead,” Regulus said decisively.
Next to him, Leo rolled his eyes and caught his tennis ball on the downswing. “You haven’t even been to first period.”
“This—” Regulus gestured at the main building, blindingly bright and stuffier than any high school had the right to be. “This is hell. Ergo, dead.”
“Tell me again in pre-calc and I’ll believe you.”
“You tested out of pre-calc,” Regulus reminded him, laying back on the hood of Leo’s car. The blue paint was unspecific and unassuming, almost black in certain lights. “And that’s an ugly sweater you’d never wear.”
Grey cotton switched to thick stripes by the time he looked at Leo next; the stupid silver chain remained around his neck. Leo frowned down at himself. “I like this sweater.”
“Hmm.” The characters didn’t tend to care whether Regulus interacted with them much or not. The plot plodded on until he shook himself awake or the blare of an alarm did it for him. It rarely came to a conclusive end.
“Natalie got a phone call last night from some weirdo on the landline,” Leo continued, tossing his ball back up in the air. “They were talking about…I dunno, I think he was asking her questions? Sounded like a guy, anyway.”
“Horrifying.”
“Kasey’s going over tonight with Finn’s brother to keep her company.”
Regulus stretched his back against the windshield and looked to the vast sky. No matter how far he tilted his head back, the old tin roof was always visible. It was a mutated version of his memories—he hadn’t tried very hard to remember what it looked like from the outside. Sirius had excelled there. Every professor remembered his name.
A thread on his baggy jeans was coming loose. If he allowed the dream to progress, Leo would no doubt call him later to inform him, distraught, that Kasey and Finn’s brother (whose name slipped Regulus’ mind constantly) and probably Natalie had died in some explosively gory fashion. It would be distressing despite the fallacy of it all, he’d drag himself awake, and then it would be three o’clock in the morning and he would be sweaty with adrenaline. Regulus had enjoyed the party at Leo’s new house. He’d prefer not to pay the cost of attendance (a rare seasonal hangover) before he absolutely had to.
Denim-on-denim warned him of a new presence before he could actively pick a new story. “O’Hara.”
“Babe, is he bothering you?” Finn’s voice dragged and drawled with California haze. Under his arm, Tremblay narrowed his eyes at Regulus. His bubblegum gave a violent pop.
“Not too bad,” Leo said playfully.
Did Finn even own a denim jacket? God, he probably did. Even Regulus’ imagination couldn’t have pinned something that specific from nothing. Maybe he should just let the rest of this murderous Riverdale-ass nonsense play out in its original form to punish that fashion nightmare.
“Can you wear a hoodie like a normal person?” he yawned. Apparently, he was overtired even in his sleep.
Finn fixed him with a comically disgusted look. “Why are you even here?”
Where the fuck had Regulus picked that accent from? “This is my high school,” he said. “I spent the whole night at your house, can I have some peace and quiet here?”
Logan popped another bubble. His scowl held far too little legitimate danger; if nothing else, that would have tipped Regulus off. The original outright animosity had rested much heavier on him than teenage pouting.
But there—on the steps. “Calisse de crisse,” he muttered, swinging himself down from the hood of Leo’s car.
The courtyard was almost perfect under his feet, as if he was feeling the asphalt through his old loafers. He had hated those goddamn shoes. He came to a sharp halt, right as his shadow fell across lined paper marked with meticulous, infuriating lines.
“Go away.”
Sirius blinked up at him. “Hi.”
“Stop,” Regulus insisted. “You’re not supposed to be here.”
“Why?”
“We didn’t go to high school together.” Honestly, it was so embarrassing for his brain to mix it up this badly. Valley-Girl Finn O’Hara was a nightmare in and of itself; the least his imagination could do was keep track of a timeline. “Put your physics away and leave.”
Sirius’ brow creased. “How did you know I was doing homework?”
“Unlucky guess.”
“How did you know it was—"
“Because you’re always doing your fucking physics in my nightmares!” Regulus dragged a hand down his face and gripped the back of his own neck. It felt like nothing, not even air. He squeezed his eyes shut and turned his face toward the clouds. “Yes, I understand, I hated the classes Sirius excelled in as an extension of my own complex inner world, merci, au revoir.”
When he looked down again, Sirius was gone. Remus Lupin leaned on the railing by the bay windows, looking out over the river. He had a book in one hand and a bloody knife in the other.
Regulus stared at him.
“No.”
It was Leo when he blinked. A dark robe and everything, and that tennis ball instead of a book. His face got a little fuzzy in profile, but cleared up when he looked at Regulus head-on.
Regulus tipped his head back and forth. “Better.”
He walked with Leo through the never-ending halls. Some were direct rip-offs of his actual high school, down to the navy lockers and their silver buckles. Others had been borrowed: a staircase from elementary school, a music room from Steinhardt, the artificial glow of Sirius’ basement skating rink around a corner. His stomach swooped at the sight of the broken dumbwaiter he and Sirius had used for hide and seek, and he ground his teeth hard.
He had his loafers on. His khakis were tight on his thighs. Leo’s footsteps made no sound.
“I think you’re supposed to be a serial killer,” Regulus noted on their third circuit of the second floor. “With a mask and everything.”
“Oh.” Leo sounded almost disappointed. “I mean, I could?”
“I might just be bad at imagining that.”
“Should’ve stuck with Lupin,” Leo agreed.
“I can go off and find him—”
“Don’t leave me here,” Leo groaned, walking backward for a few floppy steps that made him look more like himself than he had the whole time.
Regulus huffed. “Neither of you pose much of a danger to me.”
“I think we do, in a way.”
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No.
The thought was forceful enough to pull Regulus to the surface. He exhaled hard, blinking fast until his left eye decided to get with the program and open properly.
The stove’s electric clock told him it was just past two in the morning. Not bad.
He sighed. His feet, tangled in the fresh sheets Leo had laid out for him, still felt too compressed. That explained the loafers. He could get up for a few minutes; make a snack, take a walk around the still-sparse main floor of the house. He didn’t hear anyone else up yet.
Or he could stay here, burrowed in a quilt that smelled lightly of magnolia. The sheets let his legs free when he stretched, still shaking off the scent of bubblegum and industrial cleaning solution. He was tired. Perhaps a little drunk, enough to dull the oncoming throbbing behind his temple. The sugar rush was long dead.
Regulus tucked his nose down into a butter-yellow square and shut his eyes. Being asleep was an exhausting business. He had too many questions. There was too much to nitpick. Too much psychoanalysis to avoid.
The sheer audacity of Leo to pull some therapy trick in Regulus’ own dream. As if he wouldn’t be aware of it, as if he’d fall into the trap that easily. Regulus muffled a frown in the quilt. If Leo, the real one, was an actual danger to anything but the occasional low doorframe, he wouldn’t be on the foldout in the first place. Really, it was just lazy writing.
Do better, Regulus thought as he shuffled deeper into his cocoon. From the top, this time.
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campgender · 8 months ago
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hiii i’m Mac! as mentioned in my bio please be 18+ to follow but if you’re just here to go through the quotes i post that’s all good. a bit more about me:
polyamorous bigenderish bi gay + high femme faggot + #1 dyke hag 💘 the man lesbians are centering 💘 quakerish ritualist, revengelical, sex&drug user, riverdale connoisseur, sophie devereaux acolyte
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blessed are the plural & the transabled & the nonhuman & the borderline & the xenogendered & the gleefully contradictory. blessed are the beloved who i didn’t describe, i couldn’t describe, will learn to describe and respect and love. amen.
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erectrohammered · 1 year ago
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⇢ ˗ˏˋ erectrohammered: index ࿐ྂ
― made for easy mobile access. will be updating as i post
home | about | navigation | carrd | socials
🌑 fandoms: film and television ; sex education, alice in borderland, wednesday, stranger things, barbie, she's the man, teen wolf, riverdale, house of the dragon
🌘 fandoms: books ; divergent, the mortal instruments, harry potter, percy jackson, game of thrones, the vampire diaries
🌗 fandoms: comics books ; dc comics, marvel
🌖 fandoms: anime/manga ; naruto, one piece, attack on titan, rwby, panty and stocking with garterbelt, haikyuu!!, my hero academia, jujutsu kaisen
🌕 fandoms: animated films/series ; avatar: the last airbender, avatar: the legend of korra, adventure time, studio ghibli, voltron: legendary defenders, she-ra and the princesses of power, the owl house, arcane
🌔 fandoms: games ; pokemon, danganronpa, persona, dungeons & dragons, final fantasy, baldur's gate, fire emblem, league of legends, the legend of zelda, stardew valley
🌓 fandoms: webseries ; rwby, critical role, sword af
🌒 fandoms: youtubers ; smosh, smosh game
🌑 fandoms: musicians ; vocaloid, hatsune miku
🪐characters ; misa amane, annie leonhardt, jean kirschstein, pieck finger, porco galliard, kara zor-el, stephanie brown, cassandra cain, jason todd, kyoko kirigiri, peko pekoyama, miu iruma, pyrrha nikos, mitsuru kirijo
🛰️ groups ; batfamily, the titan trio, the warrior unit
🛸 ships ; shikatema, korrasami, aruani, hitchannie, timsteph, stephcass, fuyupeko, kiiruma
🔭 others; important posts, fav posts, text posts, art, icons, headers, layouts, references, playlists, stage plays, master lists, recommendations, fanfictions, headcanons, alternate universe, incorrect quotes, social media au's, self-insert/x reader
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stargazinglesbian · 1 year ago
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intro i guess
Edit: i have an art blog!!! go check out @introvertedandscared if you want to see my drawings :))) ok now onto the real introductions
just a quick introduction to who I am and what I like
I’m a teenage asexual, genderfluid, lesbian. I have about a billion more labels but they’re not needed here
I use all pronouns except for she/her, including stuff like neos i really don't mind
right now im trying out the name mars, since ive been thinking about changing it for a while
My greatest dream is to work in science. right now i'm gunning for chemistry and even though i *want* to get a doctorate one day, i'm not very smart
My favourite animals are sharks, moths, frogs, pigeons, and cats.
my favourite sharks are black tipped reef sharks, my favourite frogs are glass frogs, my favourite moths are cecropia moths and my favourite cat is uhhh Cat. a all pigeons are perfect.
I love Furbies and my favourite cryptid is mothman, but Nessie is a very close second.
my favourite video game is stardew valley but I’m also a big fan of hollow knight! So far I’ve spent 40ish hours playing the game and 23 of those were spent defeating the false knight
I’m not sure what my favourite book is, I have a lot, but Annie on my mind is definitely a comfort one, the spirit bares its teeth is one of the greatest things i've ever read, and i love the entire miss peregrines home for peculiar children series! (i even blog about it sometimes)
right now i'm super into the paper girls comics, and i'm watching the show!!! the comics are where my pfp and header r from :33
I like art, even though I’m bad at it, and I have limited knowledge on playing the keyboard. i only know a couple songs, but like i'm apart of the school band (although that may be very different than what u think it is depending on where you live)
my favourite colour is pink, but I’m also a big fan of lavender
my least favourite colour is orange, but green has been testing my patience as of late
my favourite dinosaurs are parasaurolophus' and ankylosaurus'!!
my second favourite tv show is probably The Owl House and my favourite of all time is the hollow. absolute banger of a tv show. go watch it. rn.
riverdale is a tv show i am. a fan of. i mean, it's indescribable, so really i can't rank it as a favourite or not. yeah sorry
my favourite movie is i saw the TV glow, and my favourite song changes from day to day but rn i reallyyyyy love Sailor Song by gigi perez and anything by Daïtro
my favourite mushrooms are shaggy inky caps and when I saw them for the very first time in person I nearly cried
my favourite holiday is Halloween, even though we don’t celebrate it here in aus
always on the hunt for show, book or movie recs so please if you have any!!!
i've been getting into dc pretty recently, especially the batfam! my top three favourite robins are steph damian and tim!!! (in that order, roughly) and my favourite superhero of all time is Superboy (Kon El Kent) he's just... so cool. also, my favourite superhero team is young justice (the 1998 comics version, not the show)
mostly reblog stuff about space, stupid comedy, palaeontology, nature photography, and fandoms (sometimes clown husbandry too, but not much)
i tag all my posts that i write with 'original post' so do w that what you will
i also have quite a few original characters, and like 3? i've blogged about. small town freaks and empress aren't very developed, but i've made some longer posts about av. all of which are just tagged with their names
and to finish it off here’s a nice photo I took of the moon! (My favourite moon phase is waxing gibbous btw)
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randomestfandoms-ocs · 5 months ago
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ngl my whole "always have something you want to do less" system is really working rn
i don't want to assemble my riverdale headers so instead i'm almost halfway through saving pins for the tvd headers
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dogboytits · 2 months ago
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I think the riverdale header image is scarier than your Halloween one tbh. Just got jumpscared by it
HAHAHAHA YEAH I THINK YOURE RIGHT it's really fucking frightening
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bengalsbliss · 1 year ago
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HEYY:) If anyone wanted to know Olivia's outfit details from The Burrow Foundation Private Golf Fundraiser (and your current blog header); I have them! Please note, the cardigan is sold out.
Anyway here are the outfit deets:
- Nike Bliss Lux Tank Romper Dress (Olive Green)
- Nike Yoga Ribbed Cardigan (Olive Green)
- Nike Air Force 1s (White)
- MCM Sunglasses (Black) ~ I’m like 90% sure on the accuracy for the sunglasses. It’s iffy; I couldn’t find a non-blurry photo, but I’m pretty good at locating outfits bc I ran a Riverdale Fashion blog once upon a time.
oh my goodness! thank you so much anon.
I love that outfit so I actually might buy these 😂
I NEED that cardigan 😭
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lesbiandarvey · 2 years ago
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your new header?!?!!? dying!!! 💀🤍
i have to watch sports night .
YESSSSSS!!!!!
but actually “faux lesbian kissing hasn’t been taboo since 1994” is from riverdale!!!!! you should watch both!!!!!
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philcollinsenjoyer · 1 year ago
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helo. was just wonderin where your banner (i forgot the name for it but the image at the top of your page. header?) is from. and also where the quote "no, archie, hell is other people" is from (i'm assuming riverdale). im now going to analyse your blog like a bug under a microscope (reblog some posts i like) sorry for bothering you with an ask i know asks can be difficult. goodnight
hullo 🫶 my header is a photography called metro renaissance "no, Archie, hell is other people" is in fact from riverdale jughead says this to archie after he says "war is hell, jug" it sums up their characters so perfectly it's kind of insane. jean paul sartre copying jughead's homework meme. and no problem 🫶
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dykerikki · 5 months ago
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finale our song is so fucking beautiful im never changing my blog header ever i love thos so fucking bad the fucking harmonies he fucking lyrics the fucking riverdale of it all. these are the times theres are the days these are the moments of us...........
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