you are right for each other

It’s that thing when you’re with someone and you love them and they know it and they love you and you know it but it’s a party and you’re both talking to other people and you’re laughing and shining and you look across the room and catch each other’s eyes. But not because you’re possessive, or it’s precisely sexual, but because that is your person in this life and it’s funny and sad but only because this life will end and it’s this secret world that exists right there. In public. Unnoticed. That no one else knows about. It’s sort of like how they say that other dimensions exist all around us but we don’t have the ability to perceive them. That’s what I want out of a relationship. Or just life, I guess.
In which I seduce the villain of a side quest

Context: So this is the same Mae Gjallarfjall who seduced the pirate captain on the first game. In a later session, we have arrived at the capital of Fountland, which will serve as our base of operations for most of the campaign. The party decided to run some sidequests to make some cash and possibly find some loot. So we pick two bounties that are the opposite of each other. One is a dude who wants help fighting off an army of 5000 people, and the other is the army of 5000 looking for more help. Our way of completing both was… unusual.

DM: So, you guys arrive at the camp of five thousand men. One of them turns to you guys and asks “Who the fuck are you?”

Me (OOC): I pull out the job poster and tell him I’m looking for his leader.

DM: He points you the right way and wishes you luck.

Me (OOC): We continue on to the tent and I walk in without announcing myself.

DM: You find Meb in her tent, barely clothed and sitting on a throne made of men. She looks at you as you approach.

Me (OOC): I roll Persuasion to sway my hips seductively as I continue forward. *rolls +2 and ties Meb’s Initiative check*

DM: She raises an eyebrow at you and smiles. She greets you and demands that you state your business.

Me: *holding up her Help Wanted poster* I came to see about your job offer. You have five thousand men at your disposal against a single enemy, and yet you cannot best him? Why?

DM (as Meb): Ah, yes, I and my… rival, shall we say, have a contract in place. I’m only allowed to send one soldier per day.

Me: And for what ends?

DM (as Meb): To steal a cow.

Me: What’s so special about this cow? Can’t you just buy it from him? If you have the money for an army, surely you can buy a cow.

DM (as Meb): It’s a really nice cow. And he won’t sell it to me.

Me: Well, if you haven’t already sent your soldier for the day, I’ll go next and end this whole feud.

DM (as Meb): I like the sound of that. For now, find yourself a tent and rest up for the night. He’s tougher than you may think.

The rest of the party salutes and turns to leave.

Me (OOC): As I turn and walk out, I roll Persuasion again to sway my hips. *Rolls +3 and successfully seduces Meb*

DM (as Meb): Except you. *pointing at me* You stay. You’ve caught my eye… What’s your name, hun?

Me: Name’s Mae Gjallarfjall. Pleased to make your acquaintance.

DM (as Meb): Oh, we’re going to be far more than mere “acquaintances.“ (OOC): Roll Initiative.

Me (OOC): *critfail*

DM to me: You fail to notice her grab a whip from her throne as she steps towards you.

The rest of the party, meanwhile, comes up with a plan to con Meb by disguising Paladin’s horse as the beautiful cow. In the morning, McCooly (the dude with the cow) would feign loss and run away with the real cow, giving the horse to Meb as per the feud contract. I, however, was getting laid, so I missed all of this.

DM: It is morning! Cocka-doodle-doo! The cow says "Moo!” McCooly is waiting in his usual spot just between his ranch and Meb’s camp. Mae, you wake up very sore but strangely refreshed.

Me: Welp, time to take care of this job. (OOC): Doot doot doot. I head out to where McCooly is.

DM: He charges you with a very predictable path at a very slow speed, and winks at you. Initiative.

Me: *+2 Initiative, +3 Block*

DM: You successfully block. He says “Oh no, you are so fast! How did you ever see my attack coming?”

Me (OOC): I punch him right in the face with Storm Fist. *Rolls +2 for contact and +5 for damage, fail the stun chance, but land the cooldown reset*

DM: He looks at you funny and whispers at you “What are you doing, you’re supposed to go easy!” He then swings his spear at you again. It is very easy to read.

Me (OOC): *+1 Initiative* I notice, and +2 Block.

DM: You block again, and he says “Well, I guess I don’t have to hold back either.” He’s trying to shiv you with the spear. Initiative.

Me (OOC): *Same rolls as lats time.*

DM: You do NOT block, and you get shivved for 7 damage.

Me (OOC): That’s 3 after armor, I take it as HP. My turn?

DM: Yes.

Me (OOC): I’m going to poke him right under the jaw in that soft spot between the bone.

DM: I guess that counts as Bare Knuckle. Roll.

Me: *connects and does 5 damage* And now, I spend a fate chip to instantly reset the cooldown of Fist of Havoc, and I’m Smashing. *rolls 36 damage*

DM: …aw… why? You killed McCooly. He’s like, the coolest NPC ever, man.

Me (OOC): Afterwards I roll First Aid to keep him from being completely dead.

DM: So after he wakes up, he shakes your hand and compliments your strength, and hands you 90 gold to split between the three of you. He then takes the fake cow over to Meb and hands it over. Meb then tosses you an additional 90 gold to split, and blows a kiss at Mae.

anonymous asked:

I'm in love with monsta x even more now 😍😍 so I feel the need to request, --what would mx do if you were to randomly hold their hand while you guys are walking down the street, but you're just friends? (They like you and you like them but you're not dating)?? Thanks my queen!,💗

Shownu is old-school polite, so he’d probably gently let go because he doesn’t want to do anything that might be inappropriate, especially not in public. He would rather you first be secure in your romantic feelings for each other than to just hold your hand because you’re simply friends. Don’t take it the wrong way though, he just want to keep affectionate gestures - even small ones - special for when you two are actually together.

Kihyun would jump at the chance to pull out some of his wit and he’d just be like “Oh, was your hand cold or am I being flirted with right now?” depending on your answer you could either shyly mumble that yes, your hand was cold and Kihyun is your friend so he can’t let you be cold OR you could wink and be like “Which do you prefer?” and for the first time you might be able to leave him speechless.

Hyungwon would look down at your hands briefly, but then assume you didn’t want to lose him in the crowd. You’ve got to be a bit more direct when it comes to him because he’ll never draw the right conclusions. You’ll hold hand for a long time though, and at some point he might even tell you he likes the feeling of your hand in his.

Minhyuk is someone who seems completely comfortable with this kind of skinship between friends, but he likes you so he’d secretly try to do something to see how you’d react. Instead of just holding hands, he’d intertwine your fingers and maybe rub the back of your palm with his thumb. Seeing you not pull away or get uncomfortable will make feel all giddy inside. 

Wonho would kind of jump in surprise before sheepishly asking what you’re doing. People think he’s a flirt with lots of confidence, but in reality things like holding hands making him blush and he’d be like “I-Is this ok? A-Are you sure?” and you’d nod slowly and feel Wonho’s palm get sweaty. But it’s cute, both of you guys get butterflies in your stomach. 

Jooheon would immediately assume something is up and he’d be like “Why did you grab my hand? Is someone following us? Were you falling behind?” and you’d have to admit that you just did it because you wanted to, to which Jooheon will try to chuckle it off but also in his head he’ll be screaming about how this is really happening, Jooheon don’t mess this up! 

Changkyun/IM would squeeze your hand and be like “Couldn’t resist?” and you’ll be like “What do you mean?” and Changkyun, who is famously straightforward, would go “The urge to touch me.” and you’d flame up red and he’ll just be grinning, but he’d love holding your hand. He’d even swing them a bit and keep telling you that if you want to hold his hand - hold it like you mean it. 

six of crows au where kuwei doesn’t exist

  • nina and matthias never have that moment where they realize they’re on the same side and therefore can’t trust each other
  • by some miracle they make it out of the ice court alive without nina having any parem
  • wylan never finds the courage to stand beside jesper on the way home because he’s too shy in his own skin
  • without the promise of reward for the scientist inej doesn’t consider her dream of hunting slavers possible, which means she never tells kaz so he has no reason to ask her to stay in ketterdam with him, and inej goes on thinking he doesn’t have deeper feelings for her
  • they go back to the barrel empty handed and their friendships never strengthen and most importantly to kaz—they never make their millions
  • pekka, heleen and van eck are still at large 
  • kaz never gets the help he needs to find inej’s parents
  • there’s really no reason to work with wylan again since raske is better with demolition after all and they’re not working with jan anymore
  • jesper’s life lacks chaos without any big heists and he goes back to gambling regularly
  • and poor matthias
  • he still meets his fate the same way when it’s found out he’s not in hellgate anymore. but the sad difference is it would have all been for nothing….

spoiler: it’s just not realistic.jpg stop acting like the story could exist without him. he’s a crucial character thanks bye

playing games || theo raeken ft. scott mccall

description: in which you convince your boyfriend to let you play with an alpha

warnings: m/f/m threesome, slight daddy kink, overstimulation, biting, oral (male on female, female on male)

notes: just so y’all know, theo n scott are bi/pan as fuck in this and totally into each other. sceo is REAL.

“He’s pretty. I wanna play with him.”

Despite the deafening volume of the music, the sound of heartbeats and bodies clashing together, the noise of voices and clatter of overfilled shot glasses knocking against the bar, Theo caught the words you spoke. 

He was right beside you, arm slung loosely around your waist as you leaned against him, eyes scanning the crowd of sweaty bodies meshing together. Theo nuzzled your neck, still eyeing the sea of people. 

“Which one? Almost all of them are pretty.”

“You know which one. That pretty little Alpha over there. The only Alpha in the whole building, duh.”

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the entire siege arrow scene is so fuckign funny in retrospect knowing that percy and vex knew they had feelings for each other by that point because they’re both hilariously unsubtle about it but neither of them think it’s requited

percy: shattering stone, shattering doors, breaking things that should not be broken.
vex: breaking hearts left and right?
percy: if… that is what you’re after.
percy: never forget you’re my favorite and i’m so sorry.

Sorry this took so long to actually get on here…I’d been typing…too much…hahaha…right so, HIGHLIGHTS! Just a reminder that what I saw was the first PREVIEW and I already know they’ve made some script changes, so until opening night on April 4th things will still be changing! Anyway here are my highlights (Re: Lauren trying not to just type out the entire musical.)

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  • Courfeyrac: hey boi, are you a proton? Because my positive charge is very attracted to you right now
  • Combeferre: two protons actually repel each other, they both have positive electrical charges
  • Courfeyrac: don't be a nucle-anus right now

“Carrie, you were candid in public to the point of embarrassment. But by not being embarrassed you showed millions of people that we need never be ashamed. You once said you didn’t know where Princess Leia ended and you began and now it truly doesn’t matter. Because from a long time ago in a galaxy far far away you have brought her to this time, and you have brought Leia to this culture, and you are an icon for women’s rights and women’s power. For people affected by mental illness, for those with body shame, for those ashamed of their screwed up families, for those people picked on just because of the aging process and for those people who have the heroism to really take on addiction. Carrie you are the force. For acceptance of each other. And you showed us that although life can be very very messy, it’s possible to be dignified, even elegant in the middle of that mess. You let everyone know you deeply and openly and shamelessly, and yet walking through the house yesterday I was alone and crying and I felt like I didn’t know you, and that I wanted to know you better. And I got this feeling in my heart about how we do that, it is by knowing each other better that we come to know each other better, be closer, be more open like you Carrie, be less ashamed like you Carrie and love each other more deeply, like you. Let’s do that. And Carrie, I feel I am still now waiting for you outside a classroom, and the door opens and I see you now among the other kids, with your steely eyes and your radioactive intellect. And you’re not just full of life, you’re filling all of us with life and you have enough energy to run a hundred bodies. And standing outside this classroom I feel the same anticipation that I felt the first time I saw you. Everything is ahead of you now, Carrie. Things are coming that we would never imagine, just like the first time. You are still radiating that sense that you’ll take us all along with you on this ride. And seeing you there reminds me that by knowing you, we all hit the jackpot. I’m so proud of you Carrie, we all are, and I love you Carrie, we all do, and I thank you for everything. Love you, Carrie.” - Gavin De Becker’s tribute to Carrie Fisher.

Good Enough

Originally posted by kths

“Being with you never felt wrong. It’s the one thing I did right. You’re the one thing I did right.”

Summary: You and him were two complete opposites from each other… You were just the maid’s daughter, but him on the other hand was a celebrity… Girls practically threw themselves at him just to gain his attention… He could choose any girl… but he chose you..

Previous Parts:

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 // Part 5 // Part 6 // Part 7 // Part 8 // Part 9

Part 10 everyone~ 

Masterlist

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Taehyung’s Point of View

“I’m back,” I announced as I opened the door to my hotel room hoping to find all the boys waiting all together for me but as soon as I walked in I quickly looked around and noticed one person missing.

“Hey! Where have you been?” Jimin asks me but instead of answering his question I completely ignored his questioned and asked a question myself.

“Where’s Namjoon?” I asked and all the boys shrugged except for Yoongi.

“Oh he texted me and said that he was going to hang out with Y/N.”

What?

Didn’t Y/N say that she was busy? Did she blow me off to spend some time with Namjoon? Does she not like me?

“Do you know where?” I asked Yoongi and he shrugged and quickly slipped on his headphones.

I know I don’t have the right to be jealous or mad but I couldn’t help but to become curious all of sudden. Like why did Y/N not agree to spend time with me? Did I say something wrong? Why is she all of sudden distancing herself from me..

I walked out of the hotel room and I grabbed my phone and I clicked on Namjoon’s name and his phone began to ring.

Where could the two possibly be?

The ringing continued to go on till I looked up and noticed Namjoon and Y/N both exiting the elevator together smiling. I hanged up and I was going to walk over to the two but I stopped and couldn’t help but to overhear their conversation.

“I really needed that. Thank you once again.” Y/N says as she smiles at Namjoon and I could see Namjoon smiling as he rubbed the back of his neck.

“I hope we can do this again.”

“For sure,”

I noticed Y/N walk up to Namjoon and the two pulled each other into a hug and I couldn’t help but to feel hurt. I mean did Y/N have a crush on Namjoon this whole time? How did I not notice that in the first place?

I looked down and turned my back.

“Taehyung?”

I heard my name being called but.. Did I really want to face the two right now?

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Eliza: Angelica and I are the best friends on this planet.

Hamilton: Well, that’s cute. ‘Cause Laurens and I are the best friends in all of existence. Which includes your little crummy planet. Laurens and I finish each other’s–

Laurens: –Sentences!

Eliza: Yeah? That all you do?

Angelica: Because Eliza–

Eliza: –And I–

Angelica: –Can read–

Eliza: –Each other’s–

Angelica: –Minds. Ready? What am I thinking of? One, two, three!

Eliza and Angelica: Pizza! One, two, three, clouds! One, two, three, Peggy!

Laurens:
Yeah, right. Like we can’t do that.

Hamilton: We can’t.

Laurens: One, two, three! Rainbows!

Hamilton: Can’t do it!

I wrote about this yesterday, but I just love how Regina can never say it.

Mention Emma’s name specifically in relation to who she cares about. How she can never acknowledge how she feels about Emma specifically and Emma feels about her. When it comes to actions they’re both there, right there, showing how much they love each other.

But when it comes to putting it into words, oho, Regina is all generalizations of “someone”, “everyone else”, “my friends”, “my family”. Or she just completely skips over it. Like she doesn’t quite have the words.

I think she was trying so hard to avoid mentioning Emma as being significant to her to the Queen this episode she actually goes “I gave you some of my love, love from” then she looks like she’s about to start stuttering or have an aneurysm and then she continues with “Henry and Robin and the people I care most about”. At some point I think she actually went “Henry and my family.”

I can’t even anymore.

They aren’t fooling anyone.

Breathing

Imagine~ Kai getting into bed with you when he can’t sleep in the prison world.

Everything was peaceful in the world, especially when there were only two people to disturb the night. And one of them happened to be in a deep sleep, drifting off slowly into dream world. 

The other however was struggling, tossing and turning; a thin layer of sweat coating his body. Memories which he had suppressed fighting their way to the surface. 

He jolted awake, looking for any form of comfort in his distress but only to realize he would only have to go a few rooms to his left. 

Kai lifted himself off the bed, his thoughts fighting each other in his own mind. Right now he needed something to put them all at rest and she was only a few moments away. 

The small pitter patter of his feet gradually grew nearer to where you were sleeping, peacefully with nothing to disturb you. Or at least so you’d thought. 

The wooden door creaked open, Kai trying to keep it quiet in attempts to not disturb your slumber. His eyes landed on you and he could immediately feel his thoughts begin to ease. 

Gradually, he walked towards you, his eyes not leaving you once. At the sight, his thoughts seemed to slip back into the darkest parts of his brain however some remained at the surface, only to be suppressed when a thought more important entered his mind. 

The soft comforter coated your body, only allowing Kai to see your face but he didn’t mind seeing as it was all he needed to see to help put his mind to rest. 

He slowly lifted up the duvet, showing your arm which was lying limply at your side. He pulled it up slowly, replacing your arm with himself before placing your arm against his torso. 

He could hear your slow breathing and he chose to focus onto it, his thoughts slowly subsiding. You stirred lightly in your sleep, feeling a warmth which didn’t belong to you so could only belong to one other person. 

“Kai?” you breathed, still in your sleepy state. Your eyes fluttered open to be met with the sight of Kai Parker, exactly who you’d imagined it to be. 

He glanced down at you, upset that his attempts to keep you asleep had failed. “Go back to sleep.” he whispered, not confessing to what he was doing in your bed so late in the night. 

Curiously, you pushed yourself up onto your elbows so you were eye level with the siphoner. Your eyelids drooped over half your eyes but you could see him clearly. 

Dark circles rimmed his eyes and a layer of sweat glazed his forehead. Your eyes burned into him, waiting for answers he wasn’t willing to give. 

“What’s up?” you rasped knowing Kai wasn’t going to speak up without a push. His eyes met yours and it was only then you’d realized how red they were, it was as if he’d been crying. 

“Couldn’t sleep, that’s all.” he replied with a small smile. Your voice, even in it’s most distant form, made Kai feel secure in himself and that’s all he really needed right now. 

In an attempt to help you go back to sleep, Kai sunk himself into your warm bed. He lay on his side, making sure to leave plenty of room for you. 

You followed his actions, pressing your head against his arm which was lying loosely across the bed. 

The room was silent, the only sound filling the air being the sound of you both breathing. Kai’s heart, which had been beating like a hummingbird, was now beating slowly as his mind focused on her breathing once again. 

His glance remained on you even as your eyes fluttered to a close. The warmth of his figure radiating onto you. 

As your breathing became slower so did his, and with that you both drifted off into a deep sleep. 

alright, sorry to leave you guys hanging last  night, but i was dead tired and i needed to sleep. ; w ;

so uh, here’s what happened last night:

my roommate elliot, their friend zac, and i, were all hanging out last night, drinking. at 2 am, someone rang our doorbell. we immediately stopped talking and all looked at each other like, “you heard that too, right?”
it rang again, and we all got kinda freaked out. i think we all thought first that we got a noise complaint even though we weren’t being loud. but we were scared to get caught for underage drinking. (bc we were all p much drunk-)
we didn’t answer the door, and elliot told me to go upstairs and wake up tea, so i did. when i was talking to him, elliot asked if they should open the door, and i said yeah.

i went down with them to open the door, and i was so fucking scared someone was gonna bust in and hurt us. when elliot opened the door to our porch, there was a guy laying there. his clothes were all rumpled and dirty, and he was shaking like crazy. elliot was talking to him, asking what happened, and he told us he was drunk and had gotten mugged. they took his phone and wallet. elliot asked me if we should bring him in the house, but i was still scared that it was a trick, so i said no. but when he asked us to call the police, we all immediately sobered up and went into we need to help this guy mode.

i called the police (my first time ahaa) and told them what they asked for (my name, address, phone number) and then they asked to talk to the victim, so i gave him my phone. he told them that he was mugged a couple blocks away by 15-20 people, they were hmong, all male with one female, and that they had 3 guns. (2 pistols and an AK) 

when they asked how old he was, he said he was 17 going on 18.
he was just a fucking kid.
at one point he was talking about how he was a good person, and he didn’t want them to hurt him.
he kept fading in and out of consciousness, and zac and i had to flip him onto his side. zac said he felt a wide bump on his hairline, probably from the AK. otherwise we didn’t see any bleeding or other injuries. 

elliot told me to go upstairs again and get tea bc 1) i was on the verge of a meltdown, 2) we were all technically still drunk, even if we felt sobered from the situation, we needed a sober person with us.

i went upstairs to get tea, and i while i was up there, the cops arrived.
the cops were there in literal minutes; they were so fast. the first one to come in, i remember him bc he had a really pretty face, was sachi. he was asking the kid all the regular questions, trying to get him to keep talking. elliot brought up that he had admitted to being intoxicated, and what sachi said will stay with me for the rest of my life; 

“that doesn’t make him any less of a victim.” 

in that moment, we all knew that we could trust this cop. if he needed anything else from us, we would lay the entire truth on him, even the fact that hey, we’re drinking and we’re underage.

some paramedics came and took the kid away, and sachi told us that we would be fine. there was a party nearby and he was probably going home from that party when it happened. he was such a kind guy, and the perfect example of a good cop. i’ll never forget him.

it all feels like a blur now. it all had happened so fast, and even after 2 hours, it still felt like it had only happened 10 minutes ago. 

i’m so proud of us for helping him. i’m mostly proud of elliot for being the one to open the door, bc the rest of us sure as hell were not going to. and i’m proud of zac for trying to make the kid as comfortable as he could. 

again, i’m sorry for leaving you guys hanging, and then making a huge post like this lol. i mainly just need to document this somewhere so i won’t forget it. i didn’t put the kid’s name in here bc we aren’t exactly sure what his name was (he was mumbling a lot) and also i don’t want to disrespect him by getting it wrong ahaa. also just to keep his privacy. 

thank you guys for being here for us. it means so much. <3

anonymous asked:

But doesn't the fact that some Camren pictures will be leaked scare you a little? First of all it breaks their privacy, second it will probably end what they are now. I don't know if they still talk to each other or stuff right now (and honestly o want to hear your opinion) but those photos could break any possibilities of Camren in the future

A part of me knows it wouldn’t be good at all for them right now, but another part of me, a very gay and selfish part, wants the truth to come out.

Falling For the Sun

Member: DK
Genre: Some good ol fluff
Word Count: 1,250


Without a doubt, Seokmin was infatuated with you. He was never subtle about it, he was head over heels from day one; even when you weren’t. He would stare at you across the classroom with big puppy dog eyes, in all honesty you would have been creeped out if it was anyone else. But it was Seokmin. Seokmin who got your name wrong for a full week, Seokmin who felt so bad about forgetting your name he bought you cake everyday for the next seven days, Seokmin who had a wonderful way of making himself known.

It had been recent that two of you had made it official and started to date, but all your friends joked that you had been dating before the two of you even realized. In some instances you supposed they were right: you two and jumped on the chance to get to know each other the moment it allowed, his hands somehow always found themselves somewhere on your body, and even though the two of you had never voiced it beforehand there were always, always butterflies. When he finally asked to make it official and you told those you were close to they responded with “You weren’t dating already?” That was just the type of man Seokmin was, the type of man head over heels for you.

Even though the two of you had been “dating” both unofficially and officially for quite some time now, there were milestones in a relationship that you had yet to conquer. He had yet to stop calling your parents “sir” or “ma’am,” he still made sure to pay for every date you went on (no matter how hard you fought him), and he still refused to tell you he had a crush on the rapper Cheetah even though you totally knew he did. He had also never seen you without makeup, until today.

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Riverdale Appreciation Week (and a half)

Day 6: Ship
Full RAW list can be found here

I know this is going to come as a shock to people, but my favorite ship is Bughead!!!! *Gasp* totally unexpected I know.

Originally posted by cbsnforeverandalways

I seriously love everything about these two adorable, broken, precious puppies. I think they have found kindred spirits in each other. On the outside they couldn’t be more different, but inside, I think a lot of what they are feeling and going through is very similar. I think they found each other at the exact right moment and I think they will support each other through all of the crazy and help each other heal.

So…..in honor of these lil beauties…here’s a little “First I love you” fic!!

Originally posted by dailycwriverdale

“Bets…” Jughead asked from the other side of the room. Betty looked up from the computer where she was typing an article about the poor nutritional value of the cafeteria food.

“Yeah Juggie?” He was looking at her with an oddly intent expression on his face. When he didn’t answer she gave him a small smile. “Jughead, what is it?”

“I, uh…” Jughead cut off and cleared his throat. He pushed off the desk where he was leaning and walked over to her. “I was just thinking about this article. Don’t you think that maybe we shouldn’t anger the principle again? I mean you barely got off the hook with the burn book and now you wanna go after the school again?” Jughead sat down in the chair next to her. Betty had an odd feeling that warning her about the article wasn’t what Jughead had been originally about to say, but she went with it.

“Juggie, we’ve talked about this. I am not going to let the fear of consequences dictate our content.”

“I know, but we won’t be helping anyone if you get forced out of the Blue and Gold.”

“Why are you arguing this so much? I thought you of all people understood the importance of getting the truth out.” Betty found herself growing annoyed. Jughead reached out and cupped her face in his hands, suddenly banishing any annoyance she felt for the boy.

“I do. This was just all easier before I…” He was looking at her with the odd intense expression again. Betty placed her hands over his where they held onto her.

“Before what?”

“Before I fell in love with you” Jughead admitted with a small smile, his thumb stroking along her cheek. Betty felt her heart leap as the impact of his words hit her. She smiled brightly and practically slammed her lips against his. Jughead gave a little gasp of surprise, but immediately kissed her back. He took his hands off of her face and wrapped them around her waist, pulling her onto his lap. This time it was Betty gasping in surprise. She pulled their lips apart slightly with a laugh.

“I love you too, I think I forgot to say that.” She whispered, her lips ghosting across his. Jughead groaned and she felt his lips pull up into a smile.

“You’re going to be the death of me woman, you know that?” He murmured. Betty wanted to come up with a witty reply, but she was too distracted by his hands that were running up and down her back and his lips which were just barely touching hers. Deciding she had plenty of time for witty responses later, Betty wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her lips fully against his.

The kiss was warm and sweet and communicated everything that was unsaid between the two. It spoke of safety, comfort, understanding, and most importantly, love.

Originally posted by betty-and-jughead

I am seriously going down with this ship guys. I am 100% invested in everything Betty Cooper and Jughead Jones. They are soul mates and I truly believe that they are perfect for each other and meant to be.

Sex or no sex?

Laure (@laure00001): SEX. Who needs it, right? I mean what is it useful for anyway? It’s dirty, messy, noisy, and… ahem… Ok, seriously. Carrie and Quinn already have a complex, emotional, intense connection. Why is sex so important? 

Frangi (@frangipaniflower001): I believe they belong to each other.

Laure: Ah. A romantic.

Cynthia (@lange-c): Not to pressure you, Laure… but you’ve got a deadline on this debate. Carrie and Quinn could have sex tonight.

Ashley (@ascloseasthis): Fucking whip cracker.

Julie (@gabehcoud): Sleep well, Ashley?

Frangi: As I was saying… I believe Carrie and Quinn belong to each other, not just as platonic soulmates but as partners. Adults who are in love and start a relationship should be allowed to have sex, right?

Laure: Pff. No. Why? Sex. Yuck.

Frangi [ignoring Laure]: But, also and here’s the real reason… Carrie and Quinn so often fail with words. With sex, they would finally be able to open up and communicate.

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