i wish i could wear this lol

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10.1.17

Last week’s bujo spread! ( + everything yellow that i could possibly throw into the picture lol)


fall vibes for this photoset!! i’m so ready to wear big fluffy sweaters :’) !!! (although cali weather is apparently set on making sure i don’t get my wishes ripp)

i really like this spread! i (obviously) did not keep up with my habit tracker whoOps. maybe i should add a category to the tracker for keeping up with the tracker…?? HAHA anyway. 

i didn’t get to make a spread for this past week, so i just used my planner (which is entirely unrelated to the pictures but) which is why the dates aren’t recent in the pictures. 

the highlight of the week: had my first golf match!! my opponents were so nice, it was like we weren’t even competing! it was as if we were just playing golf as friends???? i’m so so grateful ; v;

Wanna One as Mean Girls Quotes
  • Jisung: "I'm not like a regular mom. I'm a cool mom."
  • Sungwoon: "That's why her hair is so big. It's full of secrets."
  • Minhyun: "So you agree? You think you're really pretty?"
  • Seongwoo: "I'm sorry that people are so jealous of me but I can't help it that I'm popular."
  • Jaehwan: "Boo, you whore."
  • Daniel: "On Wednesdays, we wear pink."
  • Woojin: ""'Made out with a hot dog'? Oh my god! That was one time!"
  • Jihoon: "You can't sit with us!"
  • Jinyoung: “One time, she punched me in the face. It was awesome.”
  • Daehwi: “I wish we could all get along like we used to in middle school. I wish I could bake a cake filled with rainbows and smiles and everyone would eat and be happy.”
  • Guanlin: "And none for Gretchen Wieners. Bye!"
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Dysphoria is a tricky thing. I spent most of high school wearing baggy tee shirts and jeans. I would always look at the free people catalogs and wish I could feel confident enough to wear a pretty flowy summer dress. I was too scared that my shoulders were too broad and my hips were too nonexistent. I was scared that my arm muscles were too obvious. Now I’ve learned to embrace those things. Having muscles won’t make you clockable. Having broad shoulders doesn’t make you disproportionate. They’re just small details that are a part of a much more complicated person. So here I am in a free people dress with my shoulders out because I’m gonna wear what I want to and you should too ☺️

(Referring to this post)

Okay! So I was actually on my break when a co-worker of mine came to the back and told me Brittany Snow was on our ride. (All of my co-workers know how much I love Pitch Perfect) So I jumped out of my seat and ran to the exit of our ride to act like I was in position saying goodbye to people lol The first one to come up was Kelley. (Found out later the other girls went on a second time but she didn’t want to) So I told her I was excited for the next movie and she was sweet and said thank you. Then a few minutes later, Brittany came up. At first I assumed she and Kelley had just come to the park by themselves, but then ALL OF A SUDDEN, here comes Anna, Chrissie, Shelley AND Ester… And then I lost it. (On the inside) lol On the outside I greeted them with smiles and wished them a good rest of the day. I also had noticed that they were wearing our Purple lanyards, which means they can only go through our Gate A line once per ride. So I gave them a handful of other passes they could use to go to our shows or rides again through the same Gate A line if they wanted to. They all thanked me and wished me a nice day as well. They were all so sweet and nice. And GORGEOUS. Let me tell you…

Road head preferences

Hello, I am back sort-of, not quite uhh…I got the time to write a random request and immediately shared it with you guys. I am sorry for not being so active, I’m doing my best. I wish I could write more, but only when I get short moments of respite. >.< Sorry, guys.

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Joji

(does Joji even drive lol? LETS SAY HE DOES) He’s be a little surprised by your boldness when you simply lean over him wearing a kinky smirk on your lips. When you start to unzip his pants, he might panic a little and he’d start to sweat out of nervousness. “Really? A-Are you sure you want to do it now?” he’d ask with a small laugh in his voice—he’s unsure if he wants it or not. But the growing pleasure in his pants can answer for him—and you know he can’t resist your touch. Your fingers can immediately turn him on and you can surely do it even when he’s driving. You take his dick out of his pants and pump him lazily up and down; you’re not going to work on him until you tease him with “Then you’d better pay really close attention”. He can’t say ‘no’ to you so he’d let you do whatever you want. He has been feeling stressed lately, so it might work. Besides, he’s driving slowly and there’s not much traffic this Friday night—shouldn’t be a problem.

“Oh babe…” he’d moan through his teeth the second your lips touch his tip—and you like the fact that you have such power over him even in the car. He’d groan and urge you on through dirty words; he might even use one hand to take a fistful of your hair and urge you on. Even if he’d be a little stressed about distributing his attention to both you and the road, he’d immerse himself into it all, relax slightly while still being able to see where he’s going, and come undone violently. He might start to like this…the thrill of the danger made him come much more early as usual.

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anonymous asked:

So I was thinking, what if when Hide is not in his Scarecrow persona and wants to go out in the human world, to shop for groceries or whatever his appearance is like this: he has his hair like in the 2nd part of tg but darker probably, and his hair is covering the scarred half of his face, and he wears a scarf over his mouth and neck. I wish I could draw to show you. But he would look like a Naruto character LOL

Something like this? (bonus turtleneck Hide because I like that concept too lmao)

Bonus bonus turtleneck Hide based on this stock image lmao

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Kaji Yuki (Ashiya’s VA) & Maeno Tomoaki (Abeno’s VA) commenting on each other and each other’s character d(°v°)b

About Maeno/Abeno

Q: How was it like to work with Maeno-san?

Kaji: Maeno-kun and I entered the same agency around the same time, and we’ve known each other for more than ten years. Since we haven’t had many chances to work together up until now, I am really happy that we got to collaborate extensively this time. We’ve been through the ups and downs together, so his presence at the recording site always gives me reassurance. Maeno-kun’s Abeno-san feels just like the image I had in my head after reading the manga. Possessing both youth and the mature vibe from having seen through the worldly matters, I think (Maeno) fully brought out Abeno-san’s professionalism and tenderness through his voice acting.

Q: To Kaji-san, what kind of person is “Abeno Haruitsuki”?

Kaji: The master of Mononokean. Although he appears harsh, there actually is a kind side to him. He does talk meanly though… *laughs* I think he is a professional who handles everything smoothly. Since Abeno-san is still a character surrounded by all kinds of mystery, I’m curious about what’s going to happen in the future!


About Kaji/Ashiya

Q: How was it like to work with Kaji-san?

Maeno: As always, Kaji-kun is so good. I can feel courage gushing out whenever I stand in front of the mic with him. Only with Yuki. I really love the way he puts his soul into voice acting rather than aiming for specific effects.

Q: To Maeno-san, what kind of person is “Ashiya Hanae”?

Maeno: An honest teenage boy with a very kind heart. Maybe that’s why Abeno considers him not fit for the job of youkai exorcising, but I think Abeno is actually learning quite a lot from Ashiya.

~from the Fukigen na Mononokean Fanbook “Arbeit Manual”

@kvloreu (O   w O) i told myself that your ask was a bit vague so i could let myself draw Hux in one of those very dashing white uniforms they wear in the Navy (=   w =) heheheh <3 please forgive my self indulgence!


if anybody would like to send sketch requests i’ll be doing as many as i can today to celebrate >this< weird blog milestone! <3

Reveling in Richonne

#33: The Dream Wedding (7x1)

Now this last Richonne moment from the premiere is interesting, because it’s the extended deleted version of this scene that makes me seriously consider it a Richonne moment. And an amazing one at that!

It wasn’t until 7B that I found that there were other people who reveled in Richonne like me, and once I had found that people have been sharing their beautiful thoughts on this couple for seasons, I read and relished all of the wonderful and thoughtful analysis of this couple (truly I love any insightful analysis of them. So if you write it, I’ll read it 😊)

And I remember seeing that so many people had speculated that Rick’s “dream sequence”, with all of them at a dining table looking happy and dressed up (apart from Daryl 😂), was possibly a Richonne wedding. That thought hadn’t occurred to me when it aired, and even when I read those speculations I remember thinking it might be a stretch. Yes, everything was formal and Michonne was the only woman in white but I was like,“A wedding? I want it to be true but I just don’t know if that’s us trying to will something to be.”

…But then the extended version was released.

And, y'all, I will never doubt you devout shippers again. You’re right every time lol! 🙌🏾  This was actual footage of me when I saw the extended version and realized how true that speculation was. 😂

That. Was. Their. Wedding. Ya’ll!!!! 

Ok so, first of all, I wish they aired this version but at the same time I’m glad they didn’t cuz my heart could not have handled it. The way they reveal Glenn (😭) and his child in this sequence. I don’t cry (like I mainly cry internally most of the time lol) but had they aired that, it would have got me hook line and sinker. It was so precious. And so devastating that it would never be. 

But then Michonne walks out looking straight up ethereal. I mean goddess vibes all day. And she was wearing this long white dress and glowing and, can I just say, I adore the fact that this means that this is how Rick sees Michonne! Like this is all from Rick’s perspective so Rick truly and legitimately sees her as a queen. No wonder he stares at her the way he does all the time. It’s now confirmed that he literally sees her as the ☀️🌙⭐️.

And we’re seeing this through his eyes so, of course, we spend a good minute just watching Michonne walk in her dress and smile and hold “his and hers” beers. 😋 Like there’s no reason for the camera to stay on Michonne that long except for the fact that we’re watching this through the eyes of a whipped man. 😉 Also I love that Michonne and a pregnant Sasha smile at each other cuz I’m always here for some black girl magic lol and I wish we could have seen more of their friendship on the show.

But yeah this was a Richonne moment because this just has to be their wedding. Like please feel free to tell me all the evidence you’ve collected on why it’s a wedding as I share mine. 😋

One; Everyone is so dressed up. Like for what? So that means this isn’t just your average Sunday dinner. Two; Michonne is in fact in a long white dress. In the portion of this sequence that was actually aired I couldn’t tell it was long and so seeing the dress in the extended version, it definitely felt like a wedding dress. And she’s the only one in white. That’s not a coincidence. (Side note: Michonne would find a wedding dress that matched her style in the apocalypse. Go girl! 👌🏽👸🏾)

Three; Michonne is glowing like a bride and also being watched for a long period of time through the eyes of the groom, my main man Rick. Like Homeboy really keeps his sight on her for the longest and only turns away to notice Glenn (😭) and Baby Glenn run into frame. Four; Michonne is carrying the two bottles for her and Rick like the wife she is (We know it’s for the two of them cuz in the aired sequence we see they both have these bottles) Seeing this just reenforces that these two are now an official item or pair…like the two bottles (I know that’s pushing it…but whatever lol 😂)

Five; The whole vibe feels celebratory and they got people really trying to not just look nice but make the area look nice with formal plates and decor. They’re pulling out the stops for this dinner. Why? Cuz they’re leaders just got married! 🙌🏾 Six; Rick and Michonne sit together, which I know they always do, but like with Father Gabriel right next to them it just feels so ceremonial.

This was Rick imagining their wedding day. And I love it cuz this was a cool way to show us what that wedding day would look like, since they might not have an  actual formal wedding in the show. But, don’t get me wrong, even if a whole formal wedding understandably doesn’t fit the tone of the show, I still want a proposal, rings, and some verbal acknowledgement that they see each other officially as husband and wife. 😋

I love the traditional guy in Rick so, of course, he pictures something ceremonious, formal, and celebratory to solidify their love and union. Rick’s imagination has good taste lol, cuz it was a very cute wedding for the apocalypse. And even if I’m being extra and this wasn’t a wedding, it was still a nice insight into what their wedding could be. 

Also, can I just say, I adore that when he reflects on Negan’s words and “thinking you were going to grow old together” it’s the image of him marrying Michonne that pops in his head. He wants to grow old with her.😭

I love that his mind went to this as he thought about what an ideal world would have looked like. Again it confirms that Michonne is always on his mind and that he wants to give her everything this fallen world has to offer, including his commitment to be with her “til death do us part”. (But, seriously AMC, don’t make us go through a “death do they part” with them. We’ll be “Rebelling in Richonne” if that happens! 😂)

But thinking happy thoughts (like Rick with this wedding dream) I believe that Richonne will continue to go strong in the coming season. And God is good, so we might get one step closer to the husband and wife confirmation that this dream sequence so beautifully implied. 🙏🏽💍 💍

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mushroom-kiddo  asked:

Top 5 Noodle looks please?

I can 100% do that YES.

Phase 4 noodle is a style icon. Everything she wears is so good it was kinda hard to choose lol

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This cute noodle look from the rockit video has always had a place in my heart. The hat has been on my wish list for  years. I love matching outfits so much.

4.

This look is a little too revealing?? But the green is so good on her. The long gloves make this look come together, and I can’t help feel like it could’ve been elevated by a hair clip or hat! 

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This is my personal favorite look??? The long boots and high waisted skirt are such a gorgeous pair, and the ascot makes for such a beautiful splash of color! the hair clip is like the cherry on top. Amazing aaaa.

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Ok I couldn’t find the knee up version of this I love so much, but still! The “vulgar” outfit is such a LOOK. The rip and the hat (not pictured) and the belt, are such cute add ons, and noodle herself looks fantastic in that lipstick.

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NOW THIS. IS THE MOST ICONIC NOODLE LOOK. In my opinion! This outfit absolutely rocked me from the moment I saw it!! The glasses, the colors, the skirt and boots?? All the things I loved about the other outfits all come into play here!!

This was really hard lol. But it was fun!! Thanks for the ask!

Ps: Honorable mention cuz u cant see the outfit but.. issa look

anonymous asked:

Golly! I wish i could pull off crop tops like you can but my belly is big and I'm insecure :/ youre beautiful! How do you do it?

I was always super insecure too, just a combination of being super modest & shy, being self conscious abt my bellybutton, and being afraid it will invite people to tickle me lol. but I bought a couple and wore them in my house and I just felt so happy in them…I decided to wear them outside and it made me nervous at first but after a few times I just felt super happy and confident that I could wear something I really liked and now I just can’t go back, I love them too much…practice makes perfect haha. I hope you can gain confidence to pull them off!! bc that’s all you need really, crop tops look good on everyone imo :)

Falling Into You - Chapter 5 Missing You

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Betty was half way through her third class, trying to concentrate on what was being said but her eyes kept wandering to her phone and a picture of Jughead. She had taken it at the fair when he was sitting on a bench and grinning at her with his boyish grin.  He was so handsome and just looking at his picture was making her stomach flutter.  She sighed and looked back to the front and then her phone buzzed.  She looked down and smiled.

J: Hey you :)

B: Hi! :) :)

J: Two smiley faces makes me think you must miss me ;)

B: I do!

J: But I’ve only been gone a few hours.

B: I always miss you….

J:  :)

Betty bit her lip and sighed.  Him being gone was going to suck, but at least she could text.  Even this little bit made her feel better already.  

J: What are you doing right now?

B: I’m in class, trying to concentrate but a certain someone is interrupting me ;)

J: Sorry, I can stop if you want.

B: No, please don’t.  What are you up to?  You get there already?

J: About an hour ago.  Slept most of the way here.  We’ll be starting up in a bit.

B: please be safe…I worry about you climbing around on all that framing.

J: I’ll be safe, I promise :)

B: ok, I should stop texting, the professor is glaring daggers at me lol I’ll talk to you soon.

J: later, Betts

B: later Juggie :)

Betty spent the rest of the class with a smile on her face.  



The next few days passed in a blur of school, work and missing Jughead.  They were texting mostly late at night because once his job started they worked long endless hours and he got in late and they would spend an hour texting before he’d pass out.  He would send a few texts on every break he had and she was grateful for them.  She really could hardly wait for him to come home.  

She got off work early on Friday and when she got to their floor, she saw Sally struggling to get some bags of grocery in her apartment.  Betty hurried over to help her.  

“Oh sweet Betty, how are you?” Sally asked, giving her a hug.

“I’m doing good, Mrs. Reynolds,” she said with a smile as she carried the bags inside for her.  Her apartment was the same layout as her and Jug’s, but filled with dolls and doilies.  Betty smiled as she looked around.  She tried to picture Jughead with his lanky frame trying to work around all the dolls and frilly things and had to supress a laugh.  

“Please, have some tea with me,” Sally said with a smile.  

“I would love to,” Betty said smiling and sitting down by the tiny table the lady had managed to somehow fit in the small space.  

“Jughead sent me a message that he was leaving for a couple weeks and to let you know if I needed anything.  He told me you would be glad to help but I just didn’t want to bother you,” Sally confessed, putting on the pot for tea.

“Oh, please don’t worry about it.  I will gladly help with whatever you need,” Betty insisted with a smile.  

“You two are just such wonderful sweet kids.  They don’t make them like that much anymore,” Sally said with a sigh.  “Nobody has time anymore for us older folks.  Too much running around chasing after things.”

“I’m usually too tired to do much running,” Betty said with a smile.  Sally laughed and pulled out some biscuits to snack on.  

“So how are things living with our dear boy?”

“Really good.  He’s very easy to live with and wonderfully sweet, as you well know,” Betty said, flushing a little.

“You really like him, don’t you,” Sally asked, making the tea.  

“I’ve always liked him, we grew up together and….”

“Oh honey,” Sally interrupted.  “I’m not talking about that kind of liking.  I can see it when you talk about him, that boy is weaseling his way into your heart, isn’t he?”  Betty smiled and looked down at the biscuit she was holding.  Her face felt warm and she knew she was blushing red.  “He’s a good boy, you won’t do any better than him,” Sally said with a knowing smile and patting her arm.  

“I really do like him,” Betty said softly, meeting the old woman’s gaze.  Sally patted her hand and smiled.

“He really likes you too dear.  When he was changing the lightbulbs back when you first arrived, it was Betty this and Betty that.  I believe he was already smitten then,” she said knowingly.  Betty smiled into her tea.  Jughead was smitten with her?  She hoped so, because she was pretty smitten with him.



Later that evening, with the clock showing it was nearing 10:00pm, she was laying on the couch with Jughead’s blanket and trying to find something to watch when her phone dinged with a message.  She smiled and reached for it.

J: How’s my favorite girl?

B: I don’t know, where do I find her? :)

J: Probably on my couch, with my blanket ;)

B: Oh really?  Why is she your favorite girl?

J: Because she is kind, and good and sweet and so beautiful and she makes my heart race….

B: :)

In truth, at that moment, it was Betty’s heart that was racing.  The fact that he told her that, after telling her no girl had ever made his heart race, well it sent hers into overdrive.  And he thought she was beautiful.  She didn’t think her smile could get any bigger.

B: Well, if you were trying to make mine race with all that, it worked.

J: ;)

B: How was your day?

J: It sucked.  The work is just like any other day but knowing I won’t be seeing you at the end of the day makes it not much fun at all.  I miss you a lot.  

B: I miss you too, Juggie, so much.  

J: What do you miss about me? :)

B: I miss your smile and your hugs.  It’s really cold here and I need a snuggle buddy.  :)  I miss the way you tease me.

J: Anything else? ;)

B: I miss the way you kiss me.

Betty felt her stomach coil with heat and she ached suddenly to have him with her.  Her entire body felt warm.  Jughead didn’t respond for a few moments and she was about to ask what he was doing when his message popped up.

J: I can quit my job and just come home if you want.

B: lol stop it.

J: well now I just want to kiss you….

B: send me a selfie, I want to see your face.

J: you took a lot of pictures of me at the fair, stare at those lol

B: I need a new one, those are getting worn out ;)

A few moments later a picture came through.  He was laying on the bed, smiling at the camera.  The room was dark and his face was shadowed but it still made her stomach flutter.  She could tell he wasn’t wearing a shirt and although she couldn’t see much, she suddenly wished she was there with him.  She touched her fingers to the screen, stroking them along his cheek.

J: Your turn :)

Betty decided to tease him and took a picture of her legs.  He stared at them enough so she knew he would appreciate a look.  She sent it and bit her lip, waiting for his response.  It took a couple of minutes.

J: That was fucking mean Betts.

Betty giggled and sent a picture of her sticking her tongue out at him.

J: that wasn’t any better!  Now I have images in my head involving your legs and your tongue.

B:  Well, you could always punish me by sending me something ;)

J: Which body part would you like? ;) Maybe the parts of me that you like to stare at?

Betty was pretty sure her entire body was blushing and he wasn’t even there with her.  How could he get her bothered without even being in the same room with her.  Betty bit her lip and wondered just what she was going to get because she liked to stare at all of him.  She wondered what was taking so long and when the picture came through she realized he had gone into the bathroom. Her stomach clenched as she stared at the hard planes of his abdomen.  

J: hope you like cause I actually got out of bed to do that for you lol Don’t want the guy I’m rooming with to think I’m an idiot.

When Betty didn’t reply after for a while he sent another text.

J: too much?

B: sorry, I’m just laying here, trying to refrain from licking my screen.

A few moments passed and then his text came through and she grinned.

J: Fuck Betty, that was more mean than the legs.

B: I wish you were here.

J: You have no idea…..

B: I know you had a long day Juggie, I should let you rest, especially knowing you guys aren’t taking days off till you’re done.

J: id rather just talk with you all night

B: then you’ll be too tired at work and might get hurt.

J: yeah, you’re right.  I think I’m going to get my own room next week and we can video chat.  My fingers are too tired for all this texting lol

B: ok :)

J: I’ll talk to you soon Betts, sleep well xo

B: bye Juggie xo

Jughead lay on his hotel bed, staring at his pictures of Betty.  He missed her so fucking much, it hurt.  He was glad his roommate was sleeping because her teasing had aroused him to an embarrassing state.  The images in his head weren’t helping his body to settle down either.  Images like her legs wrapped around him, her tongue licking his abdomen, her mouth on his.  He bit back a groan and willed his hormones to settle down.  God, he wanted her.  He didn’t just want to hold her and kiss her, he wanted every inch of her moaning beneath him.  

“Shit,” he muttered under his breath.  Jughead was by no means a prude when it came to women.  No, he’d never gone all the way but he’d had some pretty good make out sessions, but he’d always been able to hold back and stop before it went that far but he wasn’t sure he’d be able to do that with Betty.  This was already the fastest he had ever moved with a girl and here he was, already thinking about and wanting to go all the way.  He still felt the same.  He wanted whoever he had sex with to be that special someone, maybe and hopefully, the only girl for him.  He wanted to give his heart and he didn’t want to just sleep with someone only to have everything fizzle.  Was Betty the one?  He wanted her to be and he knew it was a little early and he was probably being an idiot, but Emma was right, he was falling for her and he couldn’t help it.  

He thought back to when he was still in Riverdale.  Betty had wanted Archie and he had always thought Archie was the biggest fucking idiot alive for not wanting her back.  Even back then he knew she was special.  He had never said anything, figuring there was no way she would ever be into him and when he had transferred and they had lost touch, he had missed her a lot.  He had been happy though, that she hadn’t pined after Archie when he’d rejected her, and she had been genuinely happy for Archie and Veronica when they had started dating.  He didn’t understand how nobody had snatched her up in all this time.  Riverdale apparently was full of idiots.

Jughead smiled.  He had been nervous when he had agreed to have her live with him and had never in a million years ever thought something like this would happen.  He never expected to feel anything other than friendship and he was even more thrilled that she seemed to feel as much as he did.  He didn’t think he’d ever figure out what fates had aligned to cause something this wonderful to happen and he was going to do his best to make sure nothing screwed it up.  His phone buzzed and Betty must have thought he had fallen asleep already and left a message for him to find when he woke.  He smiled when he stared at the screen.  She had sent a beautiful picture of herself smiling at the camera.

B:  Hope you have a wonderful day at work and I miss you so much.

He couldn’t help replying.

J: I miss you more.

B: Oops, thought you’d be sleeping *giggle*

J: I can’t wait to hold you again.

She was quiet for a couple minutes and Jughead was drifting off when his phone buzzed again.

B:  I really like you, Juggie.  I need you to know that.  I think about you all the time and I miss you so much I want to cry.  I wasn’t expecting this to happen at all and I’m so happy I moved in with you.  Hopefully this doesn’t freak you out.  You just make me really happy.

J: You make me happy too, Betts. :) I’m kind of crazy about you.

B: :)

J: :)

Betty said goodnight again and lay back on her pillow, having long moved to her bed.  She supposed they were a thing now, together without actually saying it.  She had been scared to say how she felt but just needed to get it out in case he was wondering.  He felt the same.  Her heart felt like it was going to burst she was so happy.  Jughead Jones was crazy about her.  She didn’t think she could feel happier.



The following week, Betty got a text from Emma, who claimed she got her number from Jughead and was wondering if she could bring over a bottle of wine so they could have girls night.  Betty happily agreed.

Emma arrived on Thursday evening, a couple bottles of wine in tow.  Betty had made appetizers so they wouldn’t get too drunk to talk and was pouring the wine as Emma wandered around.  

“I’ve only been here once, when Jug had a game night of some sort with the guys.  I had nothing else to do so I tagged along.  Seriously the most boring night of my life,” she said with a laugh.  Betty smiled and handed her a glass of wine and they settled on the couch.

“So what do you do?” Betty asked

“I work at a PR firm.  Running around doing everyone’s errands.  I’m hoping to move up in the ranks soon and I’ll do the shit work to get there,” Emma said laughing.  “It’s a good job, good money so I keep at it.”

“Where did you meet Jughead?”

“We actually met when we both worked at a courier service.  He worked there I think for four months.  That’s where we all met actually.  Colin and Justin as well.  Justin still works there, he kind of runs the place.”

“You guys all seem like really great friends.  I’m glad Jughead found you.  It couldn’t have been easy for him the first couple years.  This place is vastly different from Riverdale,” Betty said laughing.  Emma launched into some funny work stories that involved the guys and Betty began to notice she mentioned Justin more than the others and her face would get this look when she brought him up.

“I wanted to quickly clear something up so you don’t think I’m some sleazy girl,” Emma suddenly blurted.  Betty frowned at her.

“Why would I think you’re sleazy?”

“Well, I kind of made it seem the other day that I just jump from guy to guy getting laid and that’s actually not true at all.  I realized later how that might have sounded when I said I was looking to get laid.”

“I didn’t really think much about it after you said it,” Betty said smiling.  “I certainly wasn’t thinking you were sleazy.”

“Ok, good, cause I’m not.  Like at all.  I mean, yes I’ve slept with guys, but not really that many,” Emma said with a laugh.  

“That’s none of my business anyway,” Betty said, reassuring her.  “Although, if you don’t mind me asking and you don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.  Do you have a thing for Justin?” she asked with a smile.  Emma groaned and fell back on the couch.

“Jesus, does it show?” she asked with a scrunched up face.

“Only when you talk about him and mention his name,” Betty replied with a giggle.  Emma sighed and sat up again.

“Swear you won’t tell Jughead,” Emma said firmly.  

“I swear.”

“Yeah, I’ve had it bad for him for like a year already.  He’s so fucking blind.  I basically throw myself at him and he’s so damn oblivious.”

“Are you sure about that?” Betty asked with a smile.

“Pretty sure,” Emma replied and then she looked at Betty.  “Why do you ask that?”

“Well, every story you tell about him, it’s always starting with; when Justin came by to help me, or when Justin offered me a ride home, or when Justin sent this cute text;  I’m starting to think Emma, that you’re the oblivious one,” Betty said laughing.  Emma froze, as if going over everything in her mind and her eyes widened.  

“Oh my God,” she whispered.  Suddenly she put down her wine glass and Betty’s and gave her a fierce hug.

“I’m so fucking glad you moved here!  I have no girlfriends to tell me these things!” she shouted.  “Boys are too stupid to notice and wouldn’t tell me if they did!”  Betty laughed and hugged her back.

“I’m glad I moved here too,” she said smiling.

“I really like you Betty.  I had a lot of fun at Molly’s the other night.  I was telling Jughead that he better not screw this up,” Emma said, blushing slightly at her admission.  

“Well, I’m not sure there is a whole lot to screw up yet,” Betty said laughing.

“But there is something, though, right?” Emma asked smiling.  Betty blushed and sipped her wine.  Emma laughed.

“God, you two are exactly alike.  You both blush over the slightest thing.  Seriously, I’ve never seen two people more suited for each other.  I’m telling you Betty, maybe I shouldn’t be saying this already, but he’s falling bad for you and I hope you know that.  I’ve never seen him like this.”

“Like what?” Betty asked curiously.

“At Molly’s he never took his eyes off you, like ever.  Unless he was taking a pool shot,” she added with a laugh.  “The way he touched you, smiled at you, pulled you close.  Since I’ve known him, he’s had 3 girlfriends.  Two didn’t last long and one that ended rather badly cause he wouldn’t sleep with her; with all three, he never ever looked at them the way he looks at you.  Even that last one.  He dated her for a year and he acted more like she was his friend than his girlfriend.  Then you come along and it hasn’t even been what, 2 months? And he’s head over heels Betty.”  

Betty said nothing and just smiled into her glass.  She knew Emma was a little drunk and probably saying more than she intended and Jughead had already told her he was crazy about her, but knowing that the other girlfriends hadn’t meant that much to him made her ridiculously happy for some reason.  Her phone buzzed and she picked it up and smiled.

“He’s texting, isn’t he?” Emma asked with a smile.  Betty bit her lip and nodded.

J: Hey beautiful :)

Betty showed Emma who gave her a knowing ‘see?’ look.

B: Hi Juggie :)

J: What are you up to?

Emma took the phone and pulled Betty close to her.  She held up the phone and they grinned into the camera and she took a pic and sent it to Jughead.  Jughead replied a few moments later.

J: You hanging with Emma?  That’s great!  Emma, don’t corrupt her!

B: Emma says you should STFU lol

J: Anything she says about me is lies.  Don’t believe a word of it lol

B: I hope that’s not true cause she said some really wonderful things :)

J: autocorrect did that….what I actually typed was….anything she says is absolutely true and you should believe everything!

B: lol you’re such a dork.

J: yeah, but you like me anyway ;)

B: yeah I do :)

“Holy shit, can you two get any sappier?  Seriously, I’m getting nauseous,” Emma said laughing.  Jughead told her to have a great evening and that he was going to video call her the next day because he got his own room and Betty couldn’t contain her excitement.  Emma laughed and rolled her eyes at them.  She stayed for a couple more hours and Betty got to know her really well.  When it was time for her to go she called a cab for her because they had finished both bottles of wine and were a little on the tipsy side and Betty didn’t want her walking to the subway.  

When Betty was alone again, she pulled out her phone and sent Jughead another goodnight picture.  She made a kiss face in it and added ‘I wish’ to it.  The wine fueled her courage and she wanted nothing more than to feel his mouth on hers right then.  Jughead replied immediately.

J: I wish too right now.  So fucking much.

B:  Hurry home.

J: I will.  Goodnight Betts.

B: Goodnight Juggie.



The following night, Betty was waiting when the video call on her laptop started to ring.  She hit answer and there sat Jughead, without his shirt on.  She bit her lip and smiled and he immediately laughed.

“How am I supposed to concentrate when you aren’t wearing a shirt?” she asked with a sigh.

“Sorry,” he said laughing.  “I mostly just did it to see you blush.”  He winked then and she wondered how a wink through a computer screen could arouse her.  Then again, texting him aroused her.

“I really miss you Juggie,” she said and then before she could stop it, her eyes filled with tears.

“Hey,” he said softly.  “Don’t cry….”

“I’m sorry,” she said, sniffing and wiping at her eyes.  “I just really miss you.”

“I miss you too, more than you know.  We’re going to finish up here probably on Tuesday and then I’ll be home.”  She nodded and smiled, and blew him a kiss.  He smiled and settled back.  “I could just sit here and look at you all night,” he said with a  chuckle.  “You look beautiful.”

“I’m in my pajamas,” she said laughing.  

“You could wear a tent and you’d be beautiful,” he said.  Betty blushed and he chuckled.  

“You have a good time with Emma?” he asked as he reached to the side for something.  He took a swallow of a beer he suddenly had in his hand.

“Yeah, she’s really great Jug, I love her.”

“That’s good, she can be a little intense,” he said with a laugh.

“You’re just saying that cause you’re a guy and you don’t know how to handle her or what to say to her,” Betty said smiling.  “She’s really glad im here cause now she has a girl to talk to.”

“Good, I’m glad.”

Jughead shifted his screen and Betty couldn’t help but let her eyes roam over his abdomen.  Good grief the man was hard and fit.  

“My eyes are up here,” he said suddenly, teasingly.  “Unless of course you’re thinking of licking the screen.”  Betty turned beet red.  Teasing with texts and then having it said face to face, even if through a screen was a little mortifying. Jughead burst into laughter.  She groaned in embarrassment and hid her face. “Don’t do that,” he said softly.  “I want to see you.”  She lifted her head again and he winked at her.  Betty sighed and glared at him.

“Stop teasing me, it’s making me blush.”

“Well….yeah.”  His grin was making her insides shiver.  Betty reached to the screen and traced her finger along his profile.  “What are you doing?” he asked softly.

“Touching you,” she said just as softly.  He didn’t say anything, but she saw him swallow and his eyes took on an intense look.

“I’m never working out of town again,” he said quietly, his eyes dark.  His statement implied long term and Betty felt warm all over.  He planned on them lasting.

“Good,” she whispered.  They talked for an hour and by the end of it, Betty was in tears again.  She didn’t want to say goodbye.  

“We can do it again tomorrow hon,” he said.  His calling her ‘hon’ made her cry even more.  She felt like an idiot but she just wanted to hug him.  

Their goodbye took a good 15 minutes and so did the next three.  On Monday night he told her he would be home the next day.

“We’re going to finish around lunch and we’re going to leave straight from the jobsite.  We’re all pretty eager to get home and nobody even wants to go to the hotel and shower first,” he said laughing.  

“You can shower at home,” she said happily.  She couldn’t wait for the next day. Almost 2 and a half weeks without Jughead was enough to last her a lifetime. She never wanted to be away from him again.  Was that crazy, she wondered. She decided she didn’t care.  She had never felt this way about anyone and she just wanted to be with him.  



The following day, as Betty was leaving Molly’s after her shift, she was heading across the street just as a big dirty work truck pulled away from the curb and head up the street.  Her heart leapt in her chest when she saw Jughead standing on the sidewalk.  He looked up and saw her and she started running and he dropped his bags.  He was tired and dirty and he had never looked better.  Her arms went around his waist and she held him so tightly, she wondered if he could breath.  His arms came around her and he pulled her up against him, his face in her hair.  After a moment his hands came up and moved through her hair and he tilted her head back and his mouth came down on hers.

Jughead’s kiss was hungry and thorough and she returned it eagerly, not giving a second thought to the people on the street.  He pulled away before it got too heated and rested his forehead on hers, his breathing heavy.  She clutched at his shirt, trying to catch her breath.

“Don’t ever leave me again,” she whispered.

“Yes, ma’am,” he said with a smile.  

They went up to the apartment and once inside, Jughead grabbed her close and kissed her again.  This time his tongue swept into her mouth and she moaned and pressed against him.

“God I missed you,” he growled against her mouth and she felt heat pool in her stomach.  Her arms went around his neck and she pulled herself closer, kissing him without restraint, her tongue tangling with his.  “Who the hell taught you how to kiss?” he groaned when he pulled away, his breathing heavy.

“Am I doing it wrong?” she asked frowning, trying to pull back.

“God, no,” he muttered, kissing her again.  When he finally pulled back she sagged against him, unsure if her legs could hold her up.  He held her for a few minutes and then pulled away and pulled off his hoodie.  “I’m going to take a shower and you order a couple pizzas and grab our blanket and we’re going to eat and snuggle while watching a movie.”

“Ok,” she said with a happy smile.  The fact that he now called his blanket ‘theirs’ made her heart ache with happiness.  She was so glad he was home.

“In 2013, as the kaiju attacks grew more frequent, Newt started sharing correspondence with the son of the Jaeger program inventor: Hermann Gottlieb.

Hermann was able to engage Newt’s intellect in a way no one else could. Their letters were passionate and fascinating and the pair agreed to meet in 2017.

They instantly disliked each other.”

I saw this on facebook and wanted to post it here!

In honor of Valentine’s Day, all married, engaged or dating couples: Make this your status and answer honestly.❤

Who’s oldest? Him

Who was interested first? I think it was mutual

Married? Yes 💞

Same high school? No

Most sensitive? Me lol 😢

Worst temper? Him, though I admit I have my moments

More social? Depends on the situation 

Hardest working? Both

Most stubborn? Him, though he would disagree lol 😡 

More sarcastic? Depends on the situation 

Who makes the most mess? Probably equal

Wakes up first? Me 

Bigger Family? Him

What are your middle names? I’m Joseph, he’s Thomas

Whose siblings do you see the most? We’re both only children (unless yuo count Diana, who is a big sis to us both equally 😊)

Do you have any children together? Not biologically, but all our kids are ours, not just his or mine

Who cooks the most? Me

Where do you eat out most as a couple? The Italian place near my job (and if you count fast food, McDonald’s lol) but most often if we’re going to get food, it’s either pizza or Chinese delivery

Who has the craziest exes? LMAO I’m not touching that  😂 

Who cries more? Me…shut up lol  

Better singer? Him

Hogs the remote? We fight over it lol

Who hogs the bed? HIM.  Big time.  But I cuddle up to him, so it works out.

Where was your first date?  Will you guys judge me if I admit I asked him over to netflix and chill? 😉

Better driver? We fight over that too lmao

Better cook? Me

Spends the most? Him, but not just on himself 💗

Smarter? He sure thinks he is…  😂 

Most common sense? Probably about equal, but in different areas

Do you get flowers often? Nope… he could work on that, j/s

Who does laundry? Alfred

Who’s better with the computers? Him, I guess… but I’m better with social media 😜

Who drives when you are together? We take turns

Who picks where you go to dinner? Me usually

Who wears the pants in the relationship? Preferably neither! 😉 

Who eats more sweets? Me!

How long have you been together? 7 years, married for (almost) 5! 

You’re Gorgeous: Josh Dun x Reader fanfic

A/N: Okay if any of you are anything like me, you’ll still be wishing it was Halloween and you’re not even ready to think about Christmas. Sorry this took so long to get too, geez. Lol it’s snowing right now, but Josh fluff is perfect for any season, so let’s just roll with it… love you guys and thank you xoxo

Anonymous said:
Since it’s getting colder out I was wondering if I could request a Josh Dun x reader where the reader wears his sweaters and they cuddle and play outside with the leaves or something. Everything you write is so amazing and I’m a big fan or your work!

“Wake up babe,” Josh nudged you lightly. You had fallen asleep on the couch together eating leftover Halloween candy and watching a horror movie. While the movie kind of freaked you out a little, Josh’s arms were so comforting, and you couldn’t help but slowly drift off into sleep. “Hey y/n, it’s time to get up.”

“I’m comfy,” you whined, snuggling up beside him. “Don’t want to move.”

“But then how are we going to get caramel apples?” he raised an eyebrow. Your eyes opened, you sitting up, staring at him, excited.

“Caramel apples?” you raised your eyebrows.

“Yeah,” Josh laughed. “That woke you up alright.”

“Come on, let’s get dressed,” you decided, tugging him off the couch and traveling to the bedroom. You decided to put on some leggings, a tank top, and you slid on one of Josh’s sweaters, earning a playful glare.

“Is that mine?” a smile curled on the side of his lips.

“Maybe,” you admitted. “But it’s so cozy and it’ll keep me warm.”

“It is a bit chilly out,” Josh sighed, slipping on a sweatshirt himself. “I guess I’ll let you slide.”

“Thank you,” you giggled, and he hugged you tight.

“Let’s go,” he suggested. “Maybe we can even get pumpkin pie while we’re at it.”

“That’s a lot of sweets,” you reminded.

“There’s never too much,” he argued. You guys drove to the farmer’s market downtown, something your town had set up every time it got to be around autumn. Josh turned up some of your favorite music, you leaning back in the shotgun seat, one of his hands holding yours, both of you humming along to the song. Something caught the corner of your eye, the Starbucks sign at the side of the road, and you tugged on Josh’s sleeve.

“Hey, I hear it’s PSL season,” you hinted. “Aren’t you tempted just a little?”

“Fine, one small detour,” he agreed with a smile. After picking up delicious Starbucks, you finally arrived at the farmer’s market. There were little children with their families picking out pumpkins, scouts selling baked goods, and a light chill in the air. Red, orange, and golden leaves littered the ground, warm apple cider being sold in mugs, and plenty of scarves and boots. It was definitely fall.

“Everything’s so pretty,” you grinned, taking in the sight. “It’s like stepping into a fairy tale.”

“Yeah, it’s really gorgeous,” Josh nodded, putting his arm around you as you walked down the street. “But it will never be as gorgeous as you.”

“Shut up,” you teased, kissing him on the cheek. “You’re such a flirt.”

“Sure,” he rolled his eyes. “I’m the flirt.”

“Whatever,” you laughed. “Let’s go find the caramel apples.”

After passing by the kettle corn, cobbler, pork roast, sweet potatoes, and soups, you finally spotted the table full of caramel apples. “Awesome,” Josh smiled. “Go pick out four, that way we can give some to Tyler and Jenna.”

“Are you sure you’re not going to eat them all?” you joked, picking up one and holding it out to him.

“I’m sure,” he promised, pulling out money from his pocket and handing it to you. “I’m going to go buy a basket and grab a pumpkin pie.”

“Great,” your eyes lit up. “Let’s meet by that tree over there when we’re done. Okay?”

“Yup,” Josh nodded. He gave you a kiss on the head before taking off, leaving you to choose a couple of caramel apples. You picked out several before going to the register, greeting the old lady before handing him the cash.

“I saw you with that young man with the pink hair,” she chuckled. “You two seem very friendly.”

“He’s my boyfriend,” you informed with a laugh.

“He must be very sweet,” she gave a fond smile. “It’s so nice to see young love in the air. Young couples are so adorable to watch.”

“Yeah, he’s extremely sweet,” you agreed as she handed you the apples in a small crate and your change. “Thanks so much. You have a great day.”

“You too, sweetheart,” the old lady waved you goodbye. You walked over to the tree, spotting Josh sitting underneath it, basket beside him, talking to a couple little kids. A smile spread on your face as you approached him.

“I want to play drums too,” a little boy in a sweatshirt told Josh.

“That’s awesome,” Josh grinned. “I bet you’d be great.”

“Who’s this?” a little girl with pigtails wondered, looking up at you as you sat beside Josh.

“Y/n?” Josh laughed, turning to face you. “This is the love of my life.”

“What?” the girl tilted her head to the side in confusion.

“Josh is my boyfriend,” you rolled your eyes.

“Oh,” her eyes lit up. “Are you married?”

“No,” you frowned.

“Hopefully one day,” Josh replied, nudging you slightly.

“Yeah,” you giggled. “One day.”

“You should play with us,” the boy in the sweater decided. “It will be fun.”

“What do you think, y/n?” Josh raised his eyebrow. “Up for a little bit of playtime?”

“Absolutely,” you chuckled. You placed the candy apples in the basket and the little girl helped pick you up from the ground and led you guys towards a small park. Josh carried the basket, as well as the little boy on his shoulders, and you glanced at him. He’d be such a good dad. He was so good with kids and full of laughter and love, you’d love to start a family with him one day.

“Do you love Josh too?” the little girl wondered, tapping on your leg. “He said you were the love of his life.”

“Yeah,” you nodded. “I love Josh very much.”

“That’s really nice,” she beamed. “I hope I fall in love one day too.”

“You will,” you reassured. “Everyone does eventually.”

“That’s gross!” the little boy exclaimed overhearing your conversation. “Girls have cooties.”

“Oh just you wait,” Josh laughed. “You’ll change your mind about that later.”

“Here we are!” the little girl exclaimed, spinning around in circles happily, racing towards a pile of leaves before jumping in it.

“Come on,” the little boy begged when Josh put him down. “Play in the leaves with us.”

“I don’t know, buddy,” Josh contemplated it. “It might get a little messy.”

“Please?” he gave him sad puppy dog eyes, and Josh couldn’t resist.

“Okay,” he complied. “Let’s go play in the leaves. You going to join us, y/n?”

“Of course!” you giggled, letting your little kid side out for a bit.

“Yay!” the little boy laughed, racing towards the leaf pile and jumping in it.

“You ready?” you turned towards Josh, extending your hand.

“Heck yeah,” he smiled, intertwining his fingers with yours as you both raced towards the leaf pile, barely big enough for the two of you to jump in. You laughed as the leaves crunched underneath the two of you, the two kids cheering happily, the little boy sprinkling leaves on the tops of your heads and the little girl trying to scoop up the leaves on the sides to make the pile even bigger.

“You have a little something in your hair,” you joked.

“No kidding,” Josh rolled his eyes playfully. He moved closer to you, surprise tackling you until you were covered in leaves.

“Ah! Josh!” you cried, both of you laughing as he kissed you on the lips. He pulled away and the two of you grinning. “You’re so sneaky.”

“You’re so gorgeous,” Josh smiled.

“Whatever,” you smirked, deciding to get revenge and you tackling him this time, pushing him into the leaves with a hug.

“Oh gosh, y/n!” he shrieked, and you giggled, before feeling someone else hug you from behind, and another person.

“Group hug!” the little girl announced.

“Dog pile!” the little boy insisted.

“I think there’s a huge difference between a group hug and a dog pile,” you chuckled.

“It doesn’t matter,” Josh shook his head. “We’ve got little friends and lots of sweets, comfy sweaters and fall leaves, and love is in the air. And I’ve got you, that’s all I could ever ask for. Right?”

“Was that an attempt at a really shitty poem?” you raised your eyebrows and tried not to laugh.

“An attempt,” Josh blushed.

“You’re ridiculous,” you laughed, kissing him on the cheek.

“You’re gorgeous,” he insisted.

“I love you,” you giggled.

“Love you too, y/n,” Josh grinned.