And she’s everything you wouldn’t want in a girl. She’s smart, and she can barely finish a book because she’s already planned on what book she wants to read next so she starts to read that book and forgets to finish the other. She’s crazy passionate about the earth and the well being of animals. My god does she love animals. She talks to them as if they could talk back. She cares about people even if they turn her a cold shoulder. She is all for the people and thinks that women should be treated with the same respect as what a man gets. She loves to talk about anything and everything. She’ll tell you about the stars and everything you need to know about dogs and horses. She’s the kind of girl you wouldn’t want. Not because she’s ugly because my god she is beautiful. And not just her physical appearance but her soul. It’s the purest and most raw and magical thing you’ll ever see. She’s the kind of girl you don’t want to touch in a physical way or emotional way. Not because she can’t handle it, because she can. She’s the closest thing you ever get to magic, I mean if you believe in that kind of crap. I sure didn’t until I met her in the coffee shop on 11th street. She was wearing all black and she had the most beautiful brown hair that would fall perfectly in front of her face even when she did pull it behind her ear. Anyways I didn’t touch her in anyway. I just admired her from the other side of the coffee shop. I guess I was a little afraid because I could already feel her existence was something that shouldn’t be messed with and I didn’t wanna screw her up. But I did. Her brown doe eyes locked on with mine and it felt like magic. Again not that I believe in it in that moment. The point is she’s not the kind of girl you want because she’s everything you could ever want in a “perfect girl” if there’s such a thing. She’s not the kind of girl you want because when you touch her for the first time it feels like snow falling and everything in between love. She’s not the kind of girl you want because when you break her heart you’ll see she won’t be the same. She won’t sing in the shower and she won’t radiate warmth from her smile when she looks at you. Like I said she’s magic and everything in between love and I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t love her knowing I had all the power in the world to destroy her. I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t love her because she’s not the kind of girl who you just fall in love with. No, she’s the kind of girl who you fall in love with because she makes you see that everyone is equal and that animals do have feelings. She’s the kind of girl you fall in love with because you love the way she gets along with your mother and your father adores her. She’s the kind of girl who makes you believe in magic. She’s the kind of girl who makes you see that you have all the power in the world to do whatever you want if you believe and try hard enough. She’s the kind of girl who could be broken so easily if you hit the right spots and when you do.. when you do break her heart it leaves you feeling every bad word in the dictionary. It leaves you with a bitter taste every time you try and talk about her. It leaves you with nothing but a haunting memory of girl who cares more about everyone and everything because no one cared about her. She is not the kind of girl you wanna fall in love with because when you break her heart you’ll never be able to rid the taste of her strawberry lips from yours. You won’t be able to enjoy summer because it will remind you of the time you both sat under a big oak tree near a pond while she read books to you. Shes not the kind of girl you want because when you both part ways and head back home to the grey sheets of your bed it will flash you back to the time you first saw her naked and how you were so scared to touch something so raw and beautiful. She’s not the girl you want to fall in love with because you won’t be able to sleep at night when you part ways because you’re so busy wondering if she is loving someone else. So you see, she is not the kind of girl you want because she is just to damn magical to be real. Or maybe she is and you shouldn’t take my advice and tell me to go to hell but then again you’ll feel like hell when she cries for the first time because of you. So maybe she is the kind of girl you want but maybe she isn’t. Not because she doesn’t deserve love but because she deserves to be loved right, as if there’s a right way to love. My point is she’s herself and in this lifetime? That is something extraordinary and something that extraordinary deserves to be left wild.
I wanted to make a nice post for all you lovely kin dealing with some species dysphoria.
-Try making your room, or at least an area in your room, look like your habitat!
Forest dwellers could try painting trees on their walls or making hangable paper trees, get lots of potted plants, lots of leaf decorations, forest themed stuff, etc! You could also paint your walls brown, green, or grey to make it appear like a den. I suggest brown or green sheets and blankets!
Ocean dwellers could try painting their room blue, adding ocean themed decorations and things like that. Blue, purple, brown, green, and sheets should work nicely!
For all you space dwellers i suggest painting your room a dark shade of purple or blue, and getting a space projector! Black, blue, purple, pink, orange, and grey sheets are good, and lucky for you, there’s also plenty of galaxy themed bed sets!
Cave dwellers can paint their walls grey or brown, and grey, brown, green, or black sheets should work well! You could also try sewing pillows to look like big rocks! Potted mushrooms are a nice touch!
If you can’t paint or get new sheets, you should try making a den! Basically making a pillow fort in your room and decorating it appropriately helps a lot!
Nesting is also fantastic i sleep in a blanket nest and it’s very comfy.
-Now that you have a comfortable area:
-Try doing makeup that resembles your kintype (there are loads of tutorials on youtube)
-Try wearing clothes that resemble your kintype (orange shirts and black boots for foxes, big sweaters for bears, eye masks for raccoons, etc.)
-You can try not talking, or if you’re alone, making noises your kintype makes
-Make your kintype’s favorite food! (Meat and berries is fantastic coming from a bear therian, and most animal treats are edible to humans- things like birdseed, homemade dog treats, catnip, rodent yogurt drops, etc.)
-If your kintype eats insects go for it, just make sure they’re safe- i recommend store bought
-Watching videos of your kintype helps a bunch
okay, that’s about all i can think of, hope this helps!
your neighbor aus are so cute!! can you do jun, jeonghan, and hansol please??
aww thank you!! sure, ill also add in dino to complete the neighbor!17 series ~
joshua, mingyu & seungkwan can be found (here) ~ wonwoo, hoshi & seungcheol can be found (here) ~ seokmin, woozi & minghao can be found (here)!~
you’re pretty sure you saw him in a movie once, but you’re not a hundred percent sure. everyone in the building is sure they’ve seen him on tv,,,,but was it a movie? a commercial? a show? no one ever truly finds out,,,,,
sometimes every1 is like “he looks too rich to be living here”
but tbh jun loves the attention like he won’t admit it outloud but please,,,,,,,he probably poses in the elevator ever so subtly and everyone is like oh my look at how handsome and in jun’s head he’s like ‘mhm this is my angle take it all in, i look great from a 45 degree tilt to the left’
jun is doing the most basically
model walks in his plaid pajama bottoms and flip flops, bends and snaps when he throws out the garbage. you will nEVER catch him off guard
his apartment is pretty cool though because jun is the type to splurge. so like big TV,,,expensive blankets,,,,,,,probably one of those glass coffee tables that are super fancy and jun doesn’t even know he has expensive tastes it’s just like second nature to him
oh and he has mirrors
like a lot of them
when will any of us reach this level of Self Confidence t b h
and you’re like pretty familiar with jun because photography is your hobby and he’s always asking you if you guys bump into each other if you can ever help him take some headshots since he wants to try out for modeling
like you always agree but halfheartedly because you’re not sure if you want to work with someone,,,,,,,,,,as high maintenance as he seems
but one day you get caught by jun coming back from the park where you took some photos and he’s like are you free now??? and you’re like mIGht as well get it over with,,,,,,,,,
so you tell him yes and that he should come over since you have some lighting equipment @ your place
and jun,,,,you notice as you’re setting up is a little fidgety. like he keeps looking at his reflection in his phone and biting back his lip and you’re like ???? i thought he was like super confident about his looks but he seems,,,,nervous
and you’re like “are you ok?” and jun snaps out of it and desperately seems to try and hide his feelings with a sly looking grin and he’s like “of course~!”
and you ask him to sit and face forward and,,,,,he does but then he like tilts his head a bit and you’re like “i need you to look straight if you want me to get a good shot” and he’s like oh! sorry
and he does it but you can see his eyes flashing worry and you’re like “,,,,hey are you really ok?”
and jun laughs, again obviously hiding what he’s really feeling and he’s like “fine! i just don’t think i look too great if you see all of my face like this”
and you damn near drop your camera because what the HELL is he talking about and you even say it, like literally, you’re like what the hell are you talking about
and jun scratches the back of his neck and tries to wave it off but he’s like “i look the worst from the front, my angle and profile is way be-”
and you’re like picking your camera back up and you’re like “you look like a handsome actor up front, don’t even say something like that.” and jun looks at the lense and you snap a couple of photos then go over to show him
and you’re like “look at your jaw, and your skin??? it’s a gorgeous color, softly tan,,,,and your eyes are so strong and distinctive?? your nose is like the perfect size! you don’t even need touch ups - you’re naturally stunning.”
and you don’t notice it but jun is looking up at you and his smile turns into a bit of a smirk and he’s like “you think im stunning?”
and you’re like yes!! and his smirk gets bigger and he’s like “i think you’re pretty stunning too-”
and you’re like me???? what- but then you catch the smirk from the corner of your eye and you like playfully push his shoulder and tell him not tease
but jun shrugs and he’s like “what, it’s true. you’re very nice to look at too.”
and you brush it off, hiding your face behind your camera as you get ready to take more photos of him
but you know,,,,,,turns out he isn’t all that high maintenance,,,,,,,tbh he listens really well to you and you get a lot of shots
and as you’re both looking at them you feel jun’s hand sneak around your shoulder,,,,his body closer to yours but like,,,,,,,you don’t mind,,,,,,,i mean,,,,,,,,,,,,,who would mind lbr
jun insists that he should pay you back for taking his photo and you’re like it’s fine and then he’s like ‘ok, then let me just take you out on a date because i really really want to.’ and you’re like DONT joke about that but jun’s like im not joking????? let’s go on a date??? gorgeous people need to stick together you know~~~~
the neighbors call him ‘the perfect son-in-law’
because they want all their daughters to get married to him because he seems like the perfect man: good looks, good manners, good brains like WOW the whole damn package
and jeonghan is always so humble and modest about the nickname he’s like “marriage? oh im not ready” or “im nothing compared to your daughter”
(but in reality he’s just like lol please leave me alone i want to go home and take a nap. he’s just,,,,not saying that because that would be rude LOL)
he’s always really soft looking. like he never leaves the house with bed head, owns many warm looking sweaters, always reading some classic literature and seemingly listening to au clair de la lune
just a real live fairy human,,,,angel,,,,,,,glowing force of beauty?
and his apartment is the same. like fight me on this but jeonghan would have some dried flowers hanging on his walls, paintings by like monet, a fuzzy white carpet, and like vintage looking furniture you’d feel like you were in a story book
and he like even set up a little corner of his apartment with a drawing easel,,,,,,,,like im talking instagram level aesthetic here
collects like ,,,, idk,,,,,,, little glass statues or something like bare with me it’s just so pretty because he’s so pretty
and you know him (how could you not) because every time you two leave at the same time he smiles kindly at you and you’re just like wow. this day? blessed
but one day you’re coming home and you’re in the wORST mood because of work/school plus you got soaked in the rain since your bus came late and you get into the elevator with jeonghan who smiles at you but you can’t even bring yourself to feel the usual happiness you do when he does that
and the elevator ride is slow up but then suddenly you feel something warm on your wet shirt
and it’s jeonghan putting his cardigan around your shoulders and he’s like “you can catch a cold walking around like that.”
and like holy shit an angel just touched you but also you’re like ,,,,, i,,,,,,i can’t take this from you
but jeonghan is like don’t worry, also make some tea when you get inside.
and you both split ways when the elevator door opens and you’re inside your apartment looking down at the cardigan in your hands and you’re like ?!?!?!?!?! what,,,,just,,,,,,happened
and the next morning you plan to return it but before you do you close the door and see a note stuck to the front and it reads ‘keep the cardigan. i hope you don’t get sick.’ and you’re like ,,,,,,,,,,, am i dreaming
but you hear another door unlock and you look over to see jeonghan again and you have no clue what to say because the most beautiful person on earth is being so sweet to you
and he smiles again when he meets your gaze and he’s like “glad you’re not sick” and you’re like “um,,,,thank,,,thank you for worrying about me?” and jeonghan shrugs and he’s like
“ive always worried about you, you come home looking tired and i hope you’re not overdoing it.” and you can’t help but want to like d i e because,,,,w h a t,,,, he’s been worrying about you???? what kind of romance movie plot,,,,,
but then jeonghan leans a little closer and he’s like “if you feel sick, knock on my door. i have some medicine and ginger my mother sent over.” and you’re like ,,,,o,,,,,okay,,,,,,,
and jeonghan touches your cheek softly and heads for the stairs
and you’re like am i imagining things or is,,,, ‘the perfect son in-law’ interested in me,,,,,,,
but no you’re not imagining things because jeonghan stops midway down the stairs and is like leaning against the wall because he’s happy you’re not sick but gOD he really just invited you over,,,,,,to his house,,,,the neighbor he’s liked for so long,,,,,,,,,,,,
tries to act cool and independent but always has to call over someone to kill any bugs he finds in his house
he’s got really bad luck because while he tries to look aloof and grown up he ends up tripping over things or walking into walls or getting himself stuck between the elevator doors and ,,,,,,,,, everyone in the building is like “he’s such a cute kid!” and vernon is like im NOT a kid,,,,,,,,,,,
but c’mon he once screamed because he thought the shadow of the neighborhood cat was a ghost
but this unconscious dorkiness is what makes him so lovable and everyone’s always asking him to say something in english and vernon is like “good morning” and everyone’s like WOW SKILL TALENT
the type to ride a scooter everywhere,,,,,,,,seungcheol passes by on his bike and is like ??? and vernon is like “scooters are the new Aesthetic”
has one of those cool beds that’s like a bunkbed but the top is the bed and the bottom is a desk area
and he’s bought a lot of composing equipment and he has a collection of headphones and other cool things that pertain to music all around his apartment
and it isn’t that messy, but it’s all in dark tones like his little sister visits and always insists that vernon change his bed sheets from grey to like yellow and vernon is like ‘im a cool guy, cool guys don’t have yellow sheets’ and his sister is like uh huh ok
you actually don’t know vernon that well, but you know his sister because you work part-time at a grocery around the block from your building and when she visits vernon she always stops by to get food and complain a bit about how brother n EVER eats actual meals
and you think she’s the most adorable girl on this side of the planet so you always sneak in free ice-cream or candy for her
and as you’re getting home from your shift one day, the elevator opens and there’s vernon and his sister and once she sees you she’s like !!!!!!! and drags vernon over to you and she’s like
“i didn’t know you lived here too!!! this is the brother im always talking about, are you guys friends???” and you and vernon are both embarrassingly like not really,,,
and his sister pouts and she’s like “when im not around, can you take care of him for me? im worried he’s not getting enough sun and -”
and vernon coughs because sOFIA you’re embarrassing,,,,,me,,,,,
but you’re like “ok, i will!! good neighbors take care of each other ^^”
and vernon kind of tries hard to keep from turning pink when you ask if that’s ok with him and he’s like ,,,,,, sure anything to calm down my sister
and it’s funny because sofia is looking between you and vernon and she’s like
“you’d look cute together you know, my brother is single-”
and vernon is like OOOO KA ay,,,,,,time to go nice talking to you neighbor bye bye
and you watch as he like dashes off and he’s like c’mon sofia but she stays back a bit and leans over like
“i think he’s shy,,,,,he’s like that. but it’s a good sign, i think he’s interested too~~”
and you’re like oh my,,,,,,,
but also can you believe sofia. the real matchmaker mvp
get mistaken for someone who doesn’t live alone, but who still lives with their parents because what???? you can afford to pay rent on your own?????
but tbh he’s quite independent, and a quick learner like ask any of the other seventeen neighbors who self taught themselves to make chicken tenders from scratch??? no one. except dino who learned from the nice grandma down the hall
sometimes gets in trouble for playing music too loud but he’s too cute for any1 to stay mad at for 2 long
can be spotted playing tag with the younger kids if their parents have to go get groceries or something, he gets a side job as a babysitter sometimes because kids love him???? he’s so good with them because he has so much energy??
his own apartment is a lot like him, it’s colorful and the most important thing is his speakers that are the only thing he keeps relatively clean. his desk is littered with clothes and notebooks and candy wrappers from late night snacks
has photos of his parents performances up on his wall and in his closet he has it separated into : dance costumes and normal clothes
all his refrigerator magnets are in the shape of dinos,,,how cute
he practices dancing by himself late into the night so a lot of the time he ends up getting hungry and ordering pizza on a whim and,,,,,one day he gets a pizza but it’s like???? an extra large size because the orders got screwed up and dino is like: i cannot. finish this
and he considers calling vacuum cleaner hyung (minghao + mingyu) but it’s late so instead he’s like “maybe the neighbor will want some!!!”
that neighbor is you,,,,,he’s also up doing some late night work and when you hear the doorbell you’re like ?????? it’s 1 in the morning,,,,,is it a robber??? and you grab a nearby pot just in case but when you open the door slowly
you just see dino,,,,,with his kindhearted smile and a plate stacked with??? pizza slices
and he’s like “i don’t know if you like pizza, but i have a lot left over and i thought if you were awake you’d like some !!!” and he grins and puts out the plate and you’re like ???? but also,,,,,,,,pizza for FREE,,,,,,,yum yum
and you gladly accept and dino is like happy because he’s made you happy and for a second you two stand there a bit awkwardly and you’re like “do you want to come in?” and dino is like “well,,,,it’s late but we never properly introduced ourselves as neighbors so??”
and you’re like it’s fine come in sorry for the mess and you go over to your kitchen, dino following behind and you’re like “so why are you up at this ungodly hour?” and dino is like “im practicing!! i dance~” and you’re like OOOO show me
and dino clears your sofa a bit and starts busting out all these cool moves and you’re eating pizza and clapping and you’re like encore!!! as a silly joke but he really does start doing another routine
and you’re like holy hell i never knew i lived next door to such a talented person!!
and dino blushes red and he’s like “im still practicing, it’s just a hobby for now,,,,” but you’re like “seriously, you could be a PRO, you should try becoming an idol?”
and dino is like wHA,,,, i could NEVER and you’re like “you’d do great!! you’re a nice person, you dance well, and you’re cute!” and the word cute just makes dino scrunch up his nose,,,,,but he likes it and he’s like
“maybe ill look around for some auditions!!” and you set down the pizza to give him a thumbs up and you’re like “once you become an idol, ill be your number one fan - i promise~” and dino is like alsfgkfsdkh don’t say that that’s so cheesy
but you’re like “you know what’s really cheesy? this FREE PIZZA”
dino: “good pun!!!!!!!!!!!”
you: “i know right!!!!!!”
you’re both laughing so damn hard you accidentally wake the other neighbors LOL
this is for all the people who won’t leave me alone about writing josh smut. i’m sick today but this is all i’ve got in me, while i work on the next bit of heartbeat.
You can hear Josh giggling on the other line as soon as you answer you phone, and immediately, you know what to expect. You let out a sigh, rolling over and switching your bedside light on so you can get you bearings; pulling the phone away from your ear, you see that it’s 1:30am.
“Josh, it’s one in the morning,” you grumble.
“Oh, shit, baby, I’m sorry,” he responds, dragging his words out. “I didn’t know it was that early. Or late. Or…” He trails off, immediately beginning to laugh; you hear another laugh in the background that you recognize to belong to Brendon.
Shiro watched his team with tired eyes. He haven’t had that much sleep. Lance wasn’t there. It felt lonely, and quiet. Without Lance, it was hard for the team to even relax. Lance only came out, for missions, to get food, and training. He wore sunglasses and a winter hat.
Lance just wanted to be alone. It hurt..
Shiro decide to head over to Lance’s room, hoping maybe if Lance talked to him. Maybe he’s homesick, or having his insecurities. Shiro took a deep breath as he stands infront of Lance’s door.
Shiro though was determined to talk to Lance, Shiro was lucky enough to know how to unlock the biolock from Pidge. And walked into the dark room, only the pale blue light shine the room. Shiro spotted Lance, or Lance cover in his blanket. He could hear the slow and soft breathing patterns of sleep coming from Lance. Shiro couldn’t help but feel sadness wash over.
He walked over to the sleeping Lance, and slowly pulled the covers. His eyes widened as he stared at the peaceful sleeping Lance. His ears were longer, altean like. He had… he seen those altean marks before.. from Haggar. But they were a dark blue.
Lance slowly opened his eyes, they fluttered for a moment. As Lance looked up at Shiro, his eyes weren’t the same. The black pupil was replaced by a pale blue pupil.
Lance’s beach ocean eyes widened with fear, tears were crawling they’re way out. He quickly sat up as he pulled the blanket over himself, hiding himself.
“Don’t look!” He shouted. It was shaky, Shiro could hear him crying just by his voice. Shiro felt guilt wash over him, he must of given Lance the look of terror.
“Lance..” He slowly pulled the cover off of Lance. His ears were down and eyes shut, and tears were falling off. Shiro with his galra arm wiped away those beautiful tears. “Lance, look at me. Please.” Lance opened is eyes and looked up at him. Shiro couldn’t help smile at him softly, with those eyes. He couldn’t hate him, he loved him to much.
“I’m a monster… I’m ugly.. I don’t want to be like her!” He cried as he gripped the grey sheet. Shiro sadden as he pulled Lance into a warm hug. Lance cried harder onto Shiro, repeating those words over. Shiro couldn’t help but glare, thinking of what Haggar said or even done to him.
Shiro pulled Lance’s face to look at him, again with his galra hand wiped the tears away. Lance slowly calmed down as he looked into the grey stormy eyes.
“Your not a monster. Your still our paladin. My- Our heart of Voltron.” Shiro paused but went on.
“You beautiful Lance.”
Lance blushed and smile softly, “Thank you Shiro..” he looked down and whispered, as if it was a secret not to be told by anyone. “Will you stay with me?…” Shiro smiled softly and nodded, and laid down with Lance. Holding him close, Lance gripped his vest. Shiro closed his eyes, sleeping soundly with dreams of both him and Lance at the beach.
Shiro couldn’t help but wanting to protect Lance more, from her.
Hii! Can you do a fic in the future where jughead already published his first novel and he has like some sort of conference or sth where he gets asked questions and all and somebody asks about the girls next door and he talks so sweetly about her and like Betty is in there too and all. Idk if you get it but English isn't my first language. Oh and I love your writing btw you are really talented
*insert here Titanic’s “It’s been 84 years” gif* Yes, it’s a prompt!! I finally uploaded one! Easter holidays are totally messing my writing scedule and I’m so terribly sorry for that. But I’m back in the game and I promise I’ll be my usual bughead obsessed self from now on! So, I’ve finished this just before the episode aired yesterday (I was just so tired to go over it and post it after the episode ended, I’m sorry) and I’m very pleased a lot of things that I wrote became canon. I had so much fun writing this because I’m a sucker for future fics and because that’s pure fluff and a huge, much needed dose of happiness to Jughead’s life! Also I changed the request a little, I wrote this as a TV interview just to make it more grande for Juggie, I hope you don’t mind, nonnie! Thank you for requesting and for your lovely words!!! <3 Hope you all enjoy (and maybe this will make you hate me less for my tardiness) !! <3
Betty could literally feel
herself bouncing on her heels with nervous excitement, the velvet material of
her blush colored pumps getting scratchy as they rubbed up against each other
but, truly, right now, she didn’t give a damn about her potentially ruined shoes.
She could only focus on the red digital numbers changing sequentially over the silver
doors of the semi-packed elevator she was in, biting her lip nervously and
counting mentally in her mind as if that way, somehow, the numbers would run
faster and the silver cage would miraculously arrive on her floor in a
Your story about Betty having a baby with Jughead but him not knowing is so good! I love the plot, if your up for it could you please write a part 5?!?
Hunter padded through the upstairs apartment, his little feet making faint thumping sounds as he rounded the corner, running directly into Jughead who was cleaning off the living room table.
“Woah there, you got changed pretty fast. Are you some kind of superhero?” He raised a brow, bending down to the tiny toddlers level.
Hunter smiled wide and excited
“Superman. Mamma calls me super man!” He explained.
Jughead glanced up at the blonde in question as she leaned against the doorframe, a pair of child’s sized socks and a stuffed dog in her hands, she smiled at the two boys.
“Oh really?” Jughead questioned “well I’ve been told superman can fly? Do you want to try it out?”
The dark haired boys eyes grew wide with excitement and he looked to his mother for approval, something Jughead took note of. When Betty nodded and nudged her head, hunter clapped
Jughead picked up his son and lifted him in the air, putting him on his shoulders and running around the apartment as hunter squealed happily and clutched his father by the neck. After a few minutes Betty stepped into the room, her eyes shining with something Jughead couldn’t quite place.
“Alright my little airplane, it’s time for bed. I know hotdog sure is tired.” She held out the little white stuffed sheepdog, it looked eerily familiar to Jugheads childhood pet and it just so happened his pets name was hotdog as well.
“Okay mama.” The tired little boy agreed jovially, he was so simple, so obedient. He couldn’t help but stare in awe as Betty took him from his arms, she had raised him right.
The tiny makeshift family made their way to the light blue bedroom and Betty placed her son onto the soft grey sheets.
“Alright what’ll we have tonight?”
Hunter looked up,
“Jughead reads to me?” He asked, pulling an old soft cover edition of curious George out from under his pillow and holding it out to Jughead.
Jugheads eyes went wide and he glanced over at Betty, it was his turn to ask for permission. Betty’s eyes were surprisingly soft.
“Sure bug. Ya know Jughead used to read to me all the time. I remember him being pretty good.” She settled beside her sleepy son and Hunter patted the open space beside him.
“Cuddle. We have to” he explained in an almost bored tone. Apparently this was not up for discussion, not that Jughead was complaining.. at all.
Jughead began reading the book and smiled when both Betty and Hunter giggled at the best parts, almost near the end he felt a soft hand clutch his forearm, he looked up to see Betty with a finger on her lips as she glanced down at the now sleeping toddler.
They both slowly pulled themselves off the bed as Betty dropped a kiss to Hunters forehead and Jughead stared down, cautiously brushing a strand of dark black hair off of his sons face. When the door closed, Jughead slumped against it, he hadn’t realized how much love he felt for the little boy but after that.. it was a lot to take in.
“I’ll meet you in the kitchen.” She smiled reassuringly, she always knew when to give him space, Now was one of those times and he watched her walk from the hall.
His son was amazing, he was smart and kind and beautiful. He had missed so much of his life but there was still time, he could still show him what it meant to have a father, someone who loved him endlessly. And then there was Betty, she was so strong to do this all on her own, and then to let Jughead back into their lives, just like that. Not to mention she ran her own business as a single mother. She was amazing, she always had been. He wasn’t losing this, he couldn’t lose his family. It was something he never thought he could have, growing up his family had been in pieces, they were separated and he was always torn between two halves, he saw firsthand the way it destroyed his mother, he would never let that happen to Betty, not on his watch.
He moved into the kitchen and smiled when he saw Betty resting against the counter, two beers in her hand. She smiled when she saw him, holding out the cold beverage and taking a sip from her own.
“So daddy? How’s it feel?” She wasn’t being sarcastic or nasty, she was genuinely curious, if not a little nervous.
Jughead smiled dreamily
“He’s great, he’s so bright and well behaved. You’ve done such a good job Bets, I never thought.. I just… he’s such a good kid ya know? And he’s half me.” He shook his head disbelievingly and Betty laughed, taking him by the hand and leading him to the couch.
“I know, it still amazes me everyday. I’ve never regret a day of my life ever since I had him. He’s made me whole, given me something to live for. The first half of my pregnancy was … rough.” She explained, taking in his guilty eyes.
“It’s not your fault Juggie, it takes two to tango. I just thought… I didn’t know why you had left and my dad.. well let’s just say he didn’t want to have another daughter disgrace him, he told me a few times I would be better off dead.. and after hearing that so much, you start to believe it.”
Jughead fists clenched the arms of the dark brown couch, he wanted to kill Hal Cooper, he was a miserable excuse for a man. He prayed to god that man never crossed his path, sure he had grown but there would always be Southside in him, something popped in his head
“What about my dad.. does my dad know?” Jughead asked.
Betty shook her head and looked away.
“I went to see him, a few times actually but he wouldn’t let me in, I wrote letters and camped outside the trailer. I just wanted him to know.. but.. he wouldn’t let me in.”
Jughead bit back his growl, good old dad.
“You’re not him Jughead.”
He looked up surprised, even after all these years she could still read his thoughts.
“How do you know?” He asked desperately “I’ve never been a father, I don’t have the best example to look up too, how do you know I’m not just like him?”
Betty turned her body towards his on the couch
“Because then it would be okay to say that I’m my mother, I’ve proved myself as a parent so far, it’s your turn now.” Her hand raised to cup his cheek.
He closed his eyes, taking in the soft fingers he had always loved, the feeling of her touching his skin sent lightning shocks through his entire body and before he had a chance to speak a word her lips were on his.
After the immediate shock wore off, he devoured her, pulling her onto his lap, his hands hungrily touching every part of her body, he couldn’t get enough, he couldn’t get close enough. She was a drug, heavy and addictive but she was also rehab and without her he would fade away. He had her slammed against the kitchen cabinets in seconds flat, her lips came to his ear and she whispered
Character(s): Negan and Reader Summary: After his month-long supply run, you and Negan show each other just how much you missed one another. Word Count: 3,504 Warning: SMUT!!! Author’s Note: Thank you, @isayweallgetdrunk for requesting these prompts! I mean, 187 and 188 are definitely lines that Negan would say, I think! I hope you enjoy this smutty goodness! ;-)