their music just makes me really happy

one of the things i love about the tjlc gang, and maybe this is me just noticing this because we happen to be part of such a large fandom, is how we all have kind of different interests beyond sherlock. people talk about wholock a lot but not everyone i know is also into dr who. i feel like a lot of us have come from and continued onto a pretty large array of different interests which to me feels like theres this sort of universalness to johnlock that makes me really happy (’:

anonymous asked:

12 18 and 21 pls

12: The question you ask new friends to get to know them better?

Well I always ask them what kind of movies they like. I’m a movie buff so I feel like I can tell a lot about a person based on what movies they enjoy. 

18: Movie I watch when I’m feeling down?

Any one of the Disney classics. I can sing along to the music and they just make me feel really happy. :D

21: What am I most afraid of?

Ummmm, staying where I am. Like sometimes I just feel stuck in an endless, drab routine and I hope that isn’t always the case.

the world was wide enough 

two sad boys sit in a puddle

i don’t know if i’ll ever get used to drawing fanart but ham got me through finals and aaron burr makes me cry

[TRANS] HAPPY SUGA DAY [TO. ARMY]

hello, I am BTS’ Suga
haha how is it already my 25th birthday? it feels weird
I mean it seems like I was 20 a few days ago
It has been my fourth spring and my fourth birthday since debut
me, who was always impatient and has many worries about the future. me, who always seems to be 21 years old
performing in front of countless ARMY
and telling someone that your senior sunbae is doing concerts on the other side of the globe
and I live a busy life daily and I’m so happy meeting you guys it all seems like a dream
after debut many ARMYs made sure to celebrate my birthday like this every year is exciting. actually, I didn’t hold any significance on birthdays like that.
but I think about ARMY who are happy while taking care of this and that for my birthday, also makes me think my birthday is something special
ARMY thank you for making me a special person!
I may look like a person who lives just because they were born
but I’m trying really hard and trying to become a better person
please watch for a long long time in the future
Thank you everyone for the birthday wishes
as much as I’ve grown a year older, I will repay you with better music and better stages

p.s. I don’t want to grow older anymore

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10

The only thing I’ve ever wanted to do was to help people, because there are a lot of sick people in the world, a lot of people who are struggling and suffering and they’re just not happy. And I used to be one of those people, and I used to wish that my life would end, you know. If I was 20 I’d say ‘Oh I can’t stand to…I don’t know if I’m going to live to be another 20 years, I can’t take another 20 years of what I’ve been through’. And my mom would look at me and say 'Oh I’m so sad to hear you say that, and if you don’t know what it feels like to be happy, you don’t know what you don’t know’. It’s like there’s no hope. But it doesn’t really have to be that way. I just want to make music and I want to do a lot of things that are really going to inspire people, and improve the quality of their lives.

RIP Lisa ‘Left Eye’ Lopes (May 27, 1971 – April 25, 2002)

Ashley's Alphabetical Prompts

“At least you weren’t stabbed, because hello, I am bleeding.”

“Before you say that, let me pretend to be listening to music.”

“Can I make you stay?”

“Don’t touch that! You never listen!”

“Even I can see that, and I’m blind.”

“For once in your life, can you just not mess this up?”

“Great, fantastic, I’m so amazingly happy.”

“How about we scratch your plan and do this instead?”

“Imagine this, a world where fries fell from the sky. Cool, right?”

“Just kidding, I really don’t care.”

“Kill me, go ahead, don’t be upset if some very bitter people come after you, though.”

“Like, what if I did love you?”

“Man, I’m getting tired of this saving the world bullshit.”

“Nope. That’s a nope from me, goodbye.”

“Oh well, don’t mind me, I’m just enjoying the show.”

“Please, spare me the tears. I know where this is going, I’ll help you.”

“Queens don’t cry, remember?”

“Right then, that’s when I realized I was screwed.”

“So…who’s up for food?”

“Thank you, for you know, stopping him.”

“Ursula! From that Disney movie, The Little Mermaid? That’s who you look like.”

“Very glad you felt the need to share that quite personal information with me.”

“Where in the hell is my sister?”

“Xylophones are my comfort instrument.”

“You are the light of my life.”

“Zebras are such a cool animal, am I right? The stripes are on point.”

Okay, march 22

The day of infamy. There are going to be hundreds, if not thousands, of posts saying how much they miss MCR and how much they want them to get back together, and I get it. This band saved my life. (Well the people in the band but…) They made me feel less alone in my feelings and outlooks. I would cry if they got back together, but I’m not going to write about that. They broke up because they needed to. Gerard was at the end of his rope and couldn’t take it any longer. He was starving himself, and resorting to booze and drugs to get through shows. Now look at him. Happy, healthy, and writing comics. He would never be like that if the band didn’t break. Also Frank. He is happy, healthy, and still making music. Touring the world with his band. His music helps many people, including me. Ray and Mikey are happy and healthy. Mikey even has a baby on the way! (Give it up for him. Signing up for a child, that takes courage) So guys, this post was just saying, as Gerard put it-
“My Chemical Romance is done. But it can never die. It is alive in me, in the guys, and it is alive inside all of you. I always knew that, and I think you did too. Because it is not a band – it is an idea.”
The guys are doing what makes them happy and carrying MCR with them as they do so. This day will be sad, most of us will probably cry, but remember, the guys are happy. And that’s what really matters.
-Charlie March 22, 2017

7 Study Moods

So you wanna study, but somehow the mood just isn’t right. Maybe try these? Pick your favorite, or do one each day of the week!

  • The Classy: Green tea, classical string quartets, reading articles in a park.
    • Great for when you need to read 120 pages of something. It’s way nicer to read when you’re in a nice place!
  • The Hipster: Coffee, jazz, writing summaries of the material in a coffee shop.
    • You’ll look very cosmopolitan, with all your notes in front of you. Make sure your summaries are coherent though, and you’re not too busy looking great to study well.
  • The Grad Student: Wine/sparkling cider, Adele, writing papers, curled up in blankets in bed.
    • Papers are easiest for me to write when I’m comfortable. If I feel a little fancy at the same time, so much the better.
  • The Focuser: Cold water, nature sounds, taking practice tests in a sunlight place.
    • The best way to study for a test is to take a test. The best way to kill test-anxiety is to take a practice test and feel calm while you do it. This is a great way to feel calm and prepared when you do a practice test, and that leads to a better actual test.
  • The Party-er: Energy drink, dubstep, drilling flashcards on the floor.
    • Flashcards for me are a speed thing. If I’m drilling them, my goal is to know those definitions as fast as possible. Caffeine and fast music raise my heart rate, and sitting on the floor gives me room to spread out the cards however I need to.
  • The Morning Person: Orange juice, early American hymns, transcribing notes at your desk.
    • Not necessarily done during the morning! Orange juice helps keep you alert without making you open to distraction, and old American hymns just make me feel happy, so putting them together helps make transcribing a better time.
  • The Finals Prepper: Black tea, folk music, interleaving any/all of the above, at the library.
    • This can be done whenever, and is especially useful for just keeping yourself up to speed.

Don’t worry about doing any of these exactly, these are just moods! Mix and match parts of them, make your own, whatever. I’d recommend choosing one or two moods that work really well for you and then doing them consistently, just to really get in the habit.

Good luck!

Seven more study moods

(s)EVEN MORE STUDY MOODS

  • someone: huh that dear evan hansen musical looks interesting , what's it about
  • me: well.., *ben platt voice* the hyperconnectivity of social media-

Sitting here thinking about Halsey and Lauren’s performance on the Today Show yesterday and can’t help but smile. Not only were they both vocally amazing, but two openly bisexual women sang about a wlw romance on a nationally broadcast show seen by millions of people and idk it just makes me really happy to see.

7

“It would be Carol, in a thousand cities, a thousand houses, in foreign lands where they would go together, in heaven and in hell.”
Patricia Highsmith, The Price of Salt

Happy April 17th (Carol/Therese Reunion)
(ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧

anonymous asked:

How can I get myself in the best mindset?

This is a great question, and I’m going to answer it like in a personal sense cause I dont know what is good for everybody but, 

- Clean!! I know I always feel so much better when I clean my room or my space or wherever I am in that time, it helps reduce anxiety and I get the like anxious procrastination of just letting the mess build up but trust me if you put on some music and force yourself you’ll feel a ton better

- Take a shower, I feel like it helps you process things and be numb for a little while while you just stand there and think, which we all need sometimes. Afterwards put on lotion and brush your teeth, anything you need to feel clean. 

- Put together a playlist. Make one of your favorite songs, things that help you focus or make you happy (( or *cough* *cough* go check out our spotify for some cool tunes lovelysuggestions )). I personally make a new one with different songs each month, it really does give me something to look forward to. 

- Turn off social media, and youtube. I feel like when im on them I’m in a fishbowl of just like unproductivity and my brain is literally rotting away as I keep clicking different things every 6 seconds. Even netflix I feel is better than that, just getting through a show or something. 

- Do something productive. Do something that will stimulate your mind or challenge you. Read, MAKE SOMETHING, it’ll make you feel clean and help unjumble your head a bit, and I think the action of doing something start to finish is really rewarding. 


Those are my tips, I don’t know if you guys feel the same but that’s kinda how I get to my best mindset sometimes <3

Dating would include – Twenty One Pilots

Originally posted by rhcpchili99

Tyler Joseph:

  • He plans a ton of different dates whenever he has time
  • Ever been in a pillow fort? - Say no more
  • “We are the rulers of this fort!”
  • “I even found two crowns for us, my King.”
  • Super sunny day? - Tyler takes you to the park for a picnic
  • “God, you and your Taco Bell addiction… It’s beautiful, Ty.”
  • “Everything for you, [Y/N]…”
  • Tired to go out? - Let’s have a movie night with snacks
  • “Catch, Tyler! … Geez, we need to train that way more.”
  • The two of you keep the public display of affection as low as possible
  • Yes, there are a few kisses now and there and holding hands
  • But the rest is reserved for your time in private
  • “You don’t know how long I waited to have you for me alone…”
  • “Someone is eager tonight.”
  • “How can’t I? You look even more breathtaking than usual, if that’s possible.”
  • Tyler shows you how much you mean to him through other actions
  • The way he presents you to the world and speaks about you in interviews
  • “With [Y/N] by my side I can accomplish everything.”
  • “I can’t live without my better half anymore. [Y/N] is the world for me.”
  • Everyone can see how much he is in love with you
  • Should Tyler be away for a long time, he tries to keep in touch as much as possible
  • In between times he sends you tons of silly pictures and messages
  • But Ty loves to have endless calls with you
  • “How was your day, [Y/N]? I hope good. If not, I’m here.”
  • “I’m not going to end this call until you are asleep.”
  • “I love you so much…”
  • Fights in the your household is a very quiet event
  • Neither of you raise your voice at the other one –not even once
  • The deadly looks you have say more than thousand words
  • “Don’t you dare to give me the "forbidden look”!“
  • But in the end the fight doesn’t last longer than ten minutes
  • "I’m so sorry for everything. Can I make it up to you, love of my life?”
  • And Tyler knows how to push your buttons so you forgive him
  • You know Tyler will be there for you, when you need him
  • He loves to take care of you and making your day better
  • Massages, cuddles, kisses, cooked meals, everything you want or need
  • He always wants you to be by his side, when he writes a new song
  • You are his inspiration – his muse – if you want to say so
  • Tyler cares about your opinion on his music and songs
  • “Wow, feels like pure darkness, but with a tiny ray of sunshine and hope in it.”
  • Once in a while he writes a song about you as a gift
  • When words fail him, the music will talk for him
  • “Oh my god, Tyler. That’s so wonderful. Sweet. Beautiful.”
  • “I would catch a star for you, if you want it.”

Originally posted by bulletproofbands

Josh Dun

  • The two of you take care of each other – almost having a sixth sense for that
  • You know exactly when the other one has a bad day
  • So nightly trips to Taco Bell or skating together are usual things
  • “I feel so much better now. Thank you, darling.”
  • After all this time you two are dating, Josh is still a blushing mess sometimes
  • Might it be the way you look stunning in your clothes
  • Or the most adorable compliment he tells you
  • “I am truly dating an angel. How did I get so lucky?”
  • His love to you gets stronger every day he has you by his side
  • Josh loves you to show your happy relationship in public
  • Matching couple shirts during the trip to Disneyland
  • “The Boss” - “The Real Boss”
  • Piggyback rides whenever you want – in the park, in the venue, …
  • “When is my turn to get a ride?”
  • “Don’t give him bad ideas, Tyler!”
  • And tons of vines you two do together
  • “[Y/N] is my favorite person on earth … right after Tyler.”
  • “… Seriously?”
  • He also tries to stay in touch with you, when he is away
  • Your phone is overflowing with messages, pictures and snapchats
  • To be honest you only miss him more  
  • “How is my love doing today? Feel hugged… I miss you, [Y/N].”
  • Of course, Tyler approves your relationship doubtlessly
  • He is thankful that you make Josh happy without doing anything
  • And the support you give him, Tyler and the band in general
  • “Yes, a match made in heaven… Lucky Josh.”
  • Once in a while the two of you fight – barely but you do
  • There is a lot of yelling, because both of you are emotional
  • But not a single harsh word were ever said
  • It’s not your wish to hurt the other one emotionally
  • “Dear Lord! We talked about this, Josh. I’m done with this topic!”
  • “What if I’m not done? It is important for me, [Y/N]!”
  • After a few minutes both of you apologize for your rude behavior
  • “If it’s important for you, then it is for me too.”
  • You never complain about how loud Josh plays on his drums sometimes
  • He just forgets everything around him lost in his music
  • Adoring the – just to mention – handsome smile on his lips is worth the noise
  • That’s what makes him happy so you are happy too
  • Knowing what you endure from time to time he tries to fulfil every wish of yours
  • Neither of you is really the type for big and expensive gifts
  • The little things in life are the important ones
  • “Hungry? Wait, I get you your favorite snack.”
  • “Don’t worry, I’ll do the dishes tonight. Just relax and enjoy yourself.”
  • Josh holds you close to his chest  during the night
  • It’s like the place in his arms is perfectly made for you
  • He literally feels how much you mean to him  
  • Your heart beating simultaneously with his own
  • The warmth of your skin on his
  • That’s pure comfort for him
  • “God, I love you so much, [Y/N]. More than you can imagine.”

Okay, I want Shawn to have a girlfriend but hear me out. 

I want to see his cute candid Instagram pictures of her looking beautiful and just gushing about how much he loves her and how she makes him a better person. I want to see the Snapchat pictures and videos of them travelling at his shows and her overlooking a nice view and then followed by a nice selfie of the both of them. 

Also, I want beautiful new songs about her and how pretty and amazing she is and how she makes him feel.

I want to have paparazzi pictures of them walking and holding hands in New York in the middle of winter and they both are smiling and looking happy as they get coffee. And when they notice the photographers they just smile and make silly faces, completely unphased. 

I also want fans to run into them when they go for hikes in L.A and get a few nice selfies before leaving them alone but getting a video of them both walking away pushing one another around before she struggles to jump up onto him for a cute piggyback like little children. 

I want him to talk about her in interviews and talk about how proud he is with whatever she is doing in her life, and all her accomplishments too. 

I want these things because first Shawn reminds me every day with just himself and his music that good, nice and caring boys do exist, and second I really really just want Shawn to be happy and smiling. I know he is now but he deserves all the happiness in the world. He deserves to make someone happy and deserves someone to make him feel the same. If I can’t do that, then I want someone else to. Because I just want him to have ever inch of happiness the world can offer him. 

self care tips when you’re mentally ill

*brought to you by the wonderful @katherinee-wheel @oreocharm @superrr-nay and some lovely anons!*

  • remember it’s okay to not be okay
  • if you only have the spoons to wake up today and not to do much else, that’s okay. Tomorrow is another day.
  • eat or drink SOMETHING. It’s okay if it’s junk food or days old Chinese food or even a pack of oyster crackers and a cup of water. But please remember to put something into your body.
  • listen to music or watch videos in bed. It’s a low impact way to relax and unwind
  • put on my favorite classical or jazz record
  • daydream
  • play my fav video game (bioshock or spyro)
  • call my big sister or mom
  • say beep boop to myself quitely (I read it someplace, tried it, and it at least got me to smile a bit)
  • meditate and try to ‘feel’ everypart of my body
  • cuddle with my pooch
  • read my bible
  • read harry potter
  • read (Oh the places you will go)
  • sometimes bae will give me back messages and talk to me about randomly to get me out of my  mind
  • i usually love food, so i have a stash in my room in a drawer, so i might eat my fav snack
  • drink water or tea (depending on if i feel like making tea, bc i always have a water bottle in my room just in case i happen to choke on one of my snacks)
  • watch my fav youtubers (i like matthew santoro, markiplier, and threadbangers, just to name a few)
  • I’m a very rational and logical person, so in my mind, i know that ill be fine after a while but i just need to get through this one moment, so i make charts and graphs and i write down my thoughts as if i was having a conversation with another person, usually in two colors. On one side of the page will be my emotional side and on the other side will be my logical side, and by the time im done, i usually feel A LOT better; maybe not 100% but a lot better
  • also (last one i promise) i scream cry into my pillow, may sound weird… but it helps with any rage, anger, or frustration that you might have
  • a self care thing i like to do is send my datemate a long cute message because he gets so happy and it makes me feel a little bit better
  • Tips for self care : I listen to music. Go watch my dogs do whatever they’re doing. Watch a movie I like or TV series. Find new music. Go through Tumblr. Sleep
  • Self care tips: relocate. Even if it’s just from the bed to the couch. A change in scenery can help even a little bit 
  • Put on my favorite movie or read my favorite book I guess is an obvious one but it really helps 
  • My self care tips: - play a video game you’re good at / enjoy (important: give yourself the break and don’t feel guilty. feeling guilty won’t help) - listen to a podcast - take a nap - try to contact some friends and chat until you’re better 
  • Make a list of all the things you love about yourself
Things that make me happy
  • Hot Chocolate 

  • Bumblebees

  • Sunflowers

  • Chill Music

  • The smell of old books

  • Dan and Phil 

  • The fact that Supernatural has a gif for everything 

  • The fact that Destiel is the #1 blogged ship

  • Harry Potter

  • Drarry

  • Aesthetics

  • Writing



Just a few things that make me happy. Maybe we could start a conversation about one of these topics, I would really like to get to know some of you!

To know you

Request: Could I request a Archie Andrews where your dad works with his and you have to drop something of your dads off at Archie’s and he’s like just out of the shower or something???:;)

A/N: Aw this is cute and makes me happy.  I love writing some fluffy stuff. 

see more of my work here 

Words count: 854 words

Warnings: there’s like one curse word and also abs still not doing this right

Originally posted by alectightwood


You rocked back and forth on your heels, hands gripping the manila folder your father had given to you to deliver to the Andrews’ house.  You had knocked a moment ago, but there was no one who seemed to be coming, so you reached forward to knock again when the door swung open just as your fist met the wood.

Slowly lowering your knocking hand, you looked up to find Archie Andrews standing in the doorway, a towel wrapped around his waist and droplets of water falling from strands of his soaked red hair.

“Hi!” He grinned awkwardly, looking at you strangely.  “Y/N.”

Trying your hardest to keep your eyes on his eyes and not his abs, you nodded stiffly.  “Archie, hey.” You had not felt this uncomfortable in ages, suddenly finding the boy you had made a painting with once in the first grade one of the most attractive people you’d seen in months.  You shook your head to rid yourself of these thoughts, thrusting your hand with the folder forward.  “Sorry, this is from my dad, for your dad.”  

“Right, he had said your dad would be dropping something off.”

You raised your eyebrows a tad, “He uh, got caught up in something.  Told me to shuttle it over.”

“Well, thank you.” He took the folder from your hand.  

“See you around.” You spun on your heel, but quickly turned your head over your shoulder as he cleared his throat.

“Um, sorry if I’m overstepping my boundaries but… I’ve heard you know a lot about music.” At your confused face he stuttered over his words even more, “From Ms. Grundy!  Ms. Grundy told me she didn’t really have the time to tutor me, but that there were some people I could talk to if I was really interested.”

“You make music?” You cocked your head.  “I didn’t know that.”

“Yeah, well… I just started.  I wrote some songs this summer and I think it’s what I want to do for the rest of my life.” You smiled.

“Well.” You shrugged. “If you want someone to help you out, I’m totally down with it.”

“Great!” He grinned, and it made you happy how he didn’t try to mask his excitement.  Too many guys in your life wouldn’t allow themselves to be seen in this sort of an excited state, but Archie had no worries.  “Are you free now?  I me-mean  we don’t have to.  Whenever you’re comfortable.”

You let out a breathy laugh now, “Yeah.  Yeah I’m free now.” Your eyes suspiciously bounced from his eyes to his towel around his waist.

“Oh, yeah, I should probably change.” Once he did, he grabbed his guitar and sat with you on the porch.

“Oh, my god.  Your guitar is gorgeous.” Your eyes wide in awe at his guitar made him giggle, handing the instrument over to you.  “I can’t believe I’m holding something this beautiful.”  Archie stared at your nimble fingers on the strings as you began to pluck some seemingly random pattern out of your head.  

“How long have you been playing?” He asked, interrupting your little moment.

“A few years,” your eyes stayed glued on your hand wrapped around the neck of the guitar.  “You?”

“A few months,” he laughed.

“You’ll get here.  It’ll feel like nothing in no time,” you assured him, handing the guitar back.  “So are you gonna play your songs for me, or what?”

For the following hour or so, you and Archie went over his songs.  Of course, you were thoroughly impressed by his natural knack for songwriting, and for someone you hadn’t really known all that well, you two got along very well.

“Hey Arch-” You both looked up sharply to see Fred Andrews standing in the doorway, a wide grin on his face at the sight of you two.  “Ah, your dad said you’d be here.  Thank you for dropping off the papers, Y/N.”

“No problem,” you smiled.

“What are you guys working on?”

“Just my music.” Archie answered, gesturing to you. “Y/N’s helping me.”

Fred nodded, a happiness in his eyes. “Well thanks for that too, Y/N.” You nodded, looking down to the sheets of chords and lyrics in front of you.  With your eyes off of him, Fred sent a wink in his son’s direction.  Archie flushed red, shooing him away before looking to you.  

“He’s thanking you, and I haven’t even yet,” Archie teased, “Thank you.”

You didn’t even look up from what you were working on.  “No, really it’s no problem.”

“Okay, well it means a lot to me,” he sighed.  “You’re really doing a lot for me, and we don’t even really know each other.”

“Well, you’re not wrong,” you gulped, “However we made some nice ass paintings in the first grade.” He laughed, shaking his head.

“Yeah, we did.” It was quiet for a few moments.  “I want to.” You looked up, confused.  “I want to know you.”

“Well I don’t have to be home until ten,” you trailed off.

Archie smiled.  “Well then, in that case… can I take you out for a milkshake?”

sophiiemead  asked:

hey i love your writing! it's really amazing! could you write something about archie seeing betty and jughead together through his window and going over there to confront them and being really confused and a little mad?

Thanks so much! Here you go, hope you like it! 

A/N: Part 2 to the fic I wrote about Betty’s friends finding out about her relationship with Jughead. Part 1 can be found here. Also, I left it kind of open-ended in case anyone wanted a part 3 lol. Just let me know. 

“Archie!” Kevin sprinted across the Cooper’s front lawn, nearly toppling into a bush as he tripped over a crack in the pavement leading up to the front porch. “You can’t just barge in there like the angsty teenage police brigade, Mrs. Cooper will slice you up into a million little pieces and serve your for dinner. It’ll be her own homegrown version of Delicatessen and she’ll love every freakin’ second of it!”

“She’s not even here, Kevin,” Archie pointed out, turning on his heel and gesturing towards the empty driveway.“Her car’s gone. And do you really think Betty would risk having a boy in her room while her mother’s around? She’s too smart for that.”

“Well what are you going to do, Archie?” Kevin sighed, stepping in front of him to block his path to the door. “March into her room like the macho man jealous ex-boyfriend? Well newsflash my friend, but you and Betty aren’t together. You never were. So why are you acting like this?”

“I don’t know, I just…” Archie furrowed his brow in frustration, bringing his fingers up to massage his temples as if to get rid of a headache. “I just need to talk to them, okay?”

“Fair enough,” Kevin muttered, stepping back to gesture towards the door with one hand. “But would you at least knock like a civilized human being, please, and take the testosterone level down like fifty notches?”

“I can do that,” Archie agreed, the corner of his mouth twitching up into a faint smile.

“Thank you,” Kevin breathed a sigh of relief, crossing his arms in front of his chest as he waited for Archie to make his move. “Now, go on, I haven’t had a chance to binge watch Gossip Girl today and could really use my daily dose of teenage drama.”

Archie exhaled a nervous breath as he lifted his fist to pound loudly on the wooden door. He and Kevin exchanged a curious look as they heard padded footsteps making their way through the house and into the foyer. A second later the door swung open to reveal a sock-footed Betty wearing a mixed look of shock and horror to go with her classic slicked back ponytail.

“Uh, hi, Arch!” Betty stammered, her eyes wide with panic as she met her long-time friend’s gaze with a look of confusion. “And Kevin, you’re here too! What a surprise! What are you, um, what are you doing here?”

“We saw your little, Fifty Shades of Pillow Fights make-out sesh with our snarky, yet surprisingly lovable pal Jughead Jones III, from Archie’s window,” Kevin explained, narrowing his eyes at Betty and pointing a stern finger in her face. “You’ve been found out, Betty Cooper.”

“What? Um, that’s crazy, I don’t know what you’re…” Betty’s words came out rushed and jumbled before she realized she was doing little to convince her friends that she had not been participating in the acts she was accused of. “I’m really sorry we didn’t say anything earlier. We were going to, I swear, it just never seemed like the right time.”

“We had a deal, remember?” Kevin reminded her, his face contorting into a look of faux-hurt and anger. “Never leave Kevin out of the good gossip. And this, I mean come on, this is better than that time Cheryl got that football coach from Greendale arrested for-”

“Well, well,” A familiar voice coming from the doorway stopped Kevin in his tracks and they all turned to find Cheryl Blossom, accompanied by the unlikely pairing of Veronica Lodge standing by her side. “Isn’t this cozy. Looks like we missed the invitation for this little powwow you all seem to be having. It’s like the live-action version of Scooby-Doo, but instead of Sarah Michelle Gellar we get Betty Cooper. What a downgrade.”

“Hey, B, hope you don’t mind us stopping by,” Veronica greeted her friends as she stepped into the house, ignoring Cheryl’s snide comment and turning to smile at Betty. “Cheryl and I were thinking about this new cheer routine that we thought the vixens would totally rock and-”

“I’m sorry to interrupt, but Betty, I really have to talk to you,” Archie chimed in from behind the group, taking a step forward to place a hand on Betty’s arm. “Can we go somewhere a little less… Crowded?”

“Sure, let’s go into the kitchen,” Betty suggested, smiling politely at her unexpected guests and turning in the opposite direction to lead Archie into the kitchen.  

“Can I get you anything?” Betty asked, gesturing to the refrigerator stocked full of the finest foods that Riverdale had to offer. “Soda, juice, those disgusting cheese-flavored corn chips that you love-”

“Betty, how could you keep your relationship with Jughead a secret from me?” Archie’s voice rose above Betty’s, causing her to turn to him with with wide eyes. Having known him since they were kids, she had very rarely heard this sort of tone from her friend.

“We weren’t keeping it a secret, Archie, we just decided not to tell anyone yet,” Betty explained, coming around the counter to face Archie.

“I thought I was your best friend,” Archie reasoned, his voice dropping to a much softer tone. “There was a time when we could tell each other anything. What happened?”

“We grew up, Arch,” Betty shrugged, leaning her arm against the counter’s surface to meet Archie’s gaze with a leveled expression. “And I’m sorry, but this didn’t really have anything to do with you, okay? You’re right, you’re my best friend, but my relationship, whomever it might be with, is none of your business until I’m ready to share it with you.”

“I just want you to be happy, Betty,” Archie breathed, his brows knitting together in concern.

“Okay, well, I am happy,” Betty assured him. “Jughead makes me happier than I’ve been in a long time. He’s the one who’s been there for me through everything happening with Polly and the baby and my parents. He was here with me, while you’ve been working on your music and football and dealing with the whole Grundy situation.”

“I know,” Archie mumbled, his eyes dropping to the tiled floor. “I know I haven’t been around much, but-”

“But nothing,” Betty finished for him. “We’re growing up, Archie, and we’ve moved on to doing our own thing. So if you really believe what you just told me, and you want me to be happy, then I want you to let this go and accept that Jughead and I are together.”

“Okay,” Archie said after a moment, his voice barely making it above a whisper. “You’re right. I didn’t have any right to get upset about you not telling me about this. I just… I really miss the way things used to be, you know? Now everything’s changing and I don’t really know how to deal with it.”

“I’m still here for you, Arch,” Betty assured him, reaching up to pull him into a hug. “Always.”

Once they pulled back from the hug, Betty and Archie turned to see the rest of their friends emerging from the living room to make their way into the kitchen.

“Okay, now that all of that is settled,” Kevin breathed a sigh of relief, weaving his way through the group to stand in front of Betty. “Can you please tell poor Jughead that it’s safe to come out of hiding and join us? I’m just picturing him crouched in your closet with his little beanie, wondering when his next meal is gonna be.”

“Jughead, get down here!” Betty called up to her room, smiling at all the faces looking at her with curious expressions. “We’re going to Pop’s!”

A moment later, they heard hurried footsteps coming down the stairs before a disgruntled Jughead stood before them in the doorway leading into the kitchen.

Jughead turned to his friends, shoving his hands into his jacket pockets as he leaned against the doorframe. “Just so I’m caught up, everyone here knows that we’re-”

“Yes!” The group shouted in unison, rolling their eyes as if hearing that Betty and Jughead were now an item was old news.

“Alright, well who’s buying?” Jughead asked. “Because I was stuck in Betty’s closet for a good twenty minutes and I’m completely famished.”

“Told ya,” Kevin mumbled as he passed Betty, leading the way out of the kitchen. Betty let the rest of her friends pass, pulling on Jughead’s sleeve to hold him back before they joined the rest of their friends.

“So is everything…” Jughead trailed off, turning to place either hand on Betty’s shoulders.

“Everything’s great,” she finished for him. “We’re together, our friends are happy for us, and now we get to go eat celebratory burgers. What more could you ask for?”

“This.” Without another word, Jughead took Betty’s face in his hands and met her lips with a soft kiss.

“I could get used to that,” Betty whispered into his ear, reaching up to let her hands slide gently across his cheek.

As Betty laced her arms around his neck and pulled him into a tight embrace, Jughead lifted his head to see the boy who he once called his best friend staring at the couple as if they were complete strangers. And although it was faint, almost undetectable from a faraway glance, Jughead could see that Archie was looking at them with a look of something he had never seen from him before. Archie Andrews was jealous, and the fact that Jughead was with Betty Cooper and Archie wasn’t, was the reason for it.