To All the Boys: P.S. I Still Love You (2020)

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To All the Boys: P.S. I Still Love You (2020)
“Jug?” Betty’s voice brought him forward from the past and back to their present conversation.
“I’m sorry,” he said sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck, “what did you say?”
She smiled at him, her cheeks flushed from the crisp spring air. “I said I’ve missed you, this semester hasn’t been the same not seeing you every day…”
This time he did focus on her, feeling the tips of his ears start to turn pink.
She had missed him? And god, had her eyes always been that green? They seemed to sparkle like they were filled with hope as she smiled up at him.
When he didn’t say anything and just continued to stare at her, she began to shift nervously from one foot to the next. “What?”
Words, Jughead, use your words.
But what happened next had absolutely nothing to do with words and everything to do with his impulsive nature which, if he was being honest, barely existed. So, really, at the end of that particular day, he knew he wasn’t going to have any explanation at all for what he was about to do.
He brought his hands up to cup her face, his fingers lacing into her golden hair at the base of her skull as took the remaining step between them and firmly pressed his lips to hers. He heard her sharp intake of breath before she relaxed, leaning her body into their kiss, into him. Their lips moved against each other in tandem as he felt what started as a very chaste kiss turn into something more.
Fireworks. He thought to himself right before he pulled away.
When he opened his eyes, they landed on Toni’s once again. This time, however, the wild inquisitive look they normally held was replaced with jealousy and hurt.
The feeling of guilt crashed into him like a tidal wave.
He was such an asshole.
“I’m sorry,” he stammered, “I have to get to work, I’m late. I- I’ll see you around.”
Betty’s eyes fluttered open as she looked up at him again, her beautiful breathtaking smile quickly turning into a frown as he ran away.
BABIES
STOP THIS AT ONCE
Beautiful parallel 😍
“We’re on the same wavelength. We’re connected that way, even if I’m away from her.” ― Haruki Murakami. Drawing by Juan Osorno.
Lili Reinhart and Keke Palmer on the set of Hustlers. (13-04-19)
(x)
The postal worker delivered your package to my place accidentally and I was expecting something so I totally didn’t look before I opened it and… wow that is um… quite an interesting thing you bought and I’m here to return it
“Oh no.” Betty’s stared horrified at the item clutched in her hands. Was this legal? Was she going to go to jail? And who the hell needed this many condoms?!
It had started simple enough, picking up her packages from the college mail room should have been the easiest part of her day, in and out. Not for Betty Cooper, nothing was ever that easy for Betty Cooper.
The mail room had been crowded to max capacity and only one highly untrained freshman was in charge of organizing the hundreds of boxes that needed to be handed out. He had practically chucked a pile of brown boxes in Betty’s direction before swearing an array of cuss words The blonde had never heard before.
That’s what brought her to this incredibly uncomfortable situation she was currently in, staring at a cardboard box filled with individual plastic baggies filled with condoms.
“Okay. Okay this is fine, I’ll just return it. I will give it right back too…” Betty flipped the top of the box and read the name “Jughead Jones North Hall apt 457, sounds good to me.”
Veronica lodge chose that moment to exit her bedroom, Betty’s best friend and biggest trouble maker.
“What do you have there?” The raven haired beauty already had her hands buried in the box before Betty could stop her “Someone sent you condoms?! Oh my god, how many boys does your mom think your sleeping with?”
Betty’s cheeks blushed Scarlett red “It’s not my box! I have to return it, it belongs to some named Jughead Jones. I can’t believe I opened this, he’s gonna think I’m such a creep.” Betty moaned as Veronica held up one of the plastic bags.
“If anyone’s the creep it’s this guy, no one needs this many condoms. That’s why I’m taking this baggie, you never know when they could come In handy.” Veronica wiggled her eyes as she walked back into her room “good luck B, and remember always use protection.” She called over her shoulder.
Betty closed the box tight, hugging it to her chest as she made her way through the snowy campus, careful not to spill any of its contents. In record time she had arrived at apt 457. Taking a steady breath, she knocked on the door.
After a moment the rickety dorm room door swung open revealing a very attractive, sleepy looking boy.
“Hello?” The boy mumbled, rubbing his eyes as he squinted at the girl in front of him.
Betty shuffled nervously on her feet, long blonde ponytail swishing as she titled her head
“Hi! Are you Jughead Jones?”
The boy in question, straightened up at the use of his name, clearly more awake as his eyes widened in appreciation of the beautiful girl in front of him.
“Uh yeah.. sorry. Umm yes, that’s me. Do I know you?” He stuttered, straightening himself out to his full, incredibly impressive height.
Betty shook her head “No you don’t, my name is Betty Cooper and unfortunately I was given your package in the mail room. I promise you I did not mean to open it, I wasn’t paying attention, it’s 100% my fault and I’m so sorry I just.. umm.. here you go!” Betty shoved the open cardboard box into his arms. Jughead looked quickly into the box, his eyes widening when he saw what was inside.
“My dad. Oh my god. It’s from my dad.” The poor dark haired boy looked absolutely horrified as he flung the box to the floor behind him. “I promise I had no part in that.. I mean.. he does stupid stuff like that all the time….” he trailed off glancing once more at the box behind him and wrinkling his nose “Jesus Christ that’s so many, where the hell did he even get all those.”
Betty could hold in her giggles anymore as she burst out in laughter, clutching her stomach as she leaned against the wall “I’m so sorry! But… there’s… there’s so many condoms.” She snorted delicately.
Her laughter was contagious and she looked damn adorable standing in his doorway cracking up, Jughead couldn’t help but join in. After a few moments of uninterrupted laughter Jughead cleared his threat, the smile permanently etched on his face.
“Well thank you Betty Cooper for returning my package, I’ll give them to a good home. I’m sure My roommate Reggie will have about half of them used by the end of the week.”
Betty smiled softly “No problem Jughead, it was nice to meet you. Thanks for the laugh.” The ponytailed blonde turned to walk away, Jughead bit his lip before calling out
“Hey Betty?”
She turned instantly, a curious smile on her face
“How about I treat you to breakfast. I mean I owe you that much for emotional scarring.” He smiled hopefully.
Betty looked at him one more time before nodding
“Sure, maybe you can tell me about your dad. He seems like a funny guy.”
Jughead rushed off to grab his shoes.
Thank goodness for condoms and overworked freshman.
👑 through a glass, darkly 🌙 OTPs + random AUs ♡ TO ALL THE BOYS I’VE LOVED BEFORE Jughead Jones as Peter Kavinsky & Betty Cooper as Lara Jean Covey
I think I see the difference, between loving someone from afar and loving someone up close. When you see them close, you see the real them, but they also get to see the real you. And Jughead does. He sees me, and I see him.
♡ a belated birthday present to the magnificent, glorious, and lovable Kayla @jane-hoppers, my wife ♡
# hot AF chemistry
Crossroads
-or, the one where two West coast gals are on a road trip to NYC and two East coast pals are making their way to LA. They accidentally meet in the middle at a dusty Kansas diner.
Flat tires, greasy burgers, burnt coffee and deep conversations with strangers in the back of a beat up convertible under the dark, starry night sky.
“Do you think fate brought us together?”
“I don’t believe in fate.”
“What do you believe in, then?”
“You. Me. The open road, and the infinite possibilities that lie ahead of us.”
Betty Cooper x Sailor Moon
Betty Cooper’s life changed the day she happened upon Luna, a talking black cat who gave her a magical brooch that allowed her to transform into Sailor Moon: a legendary warrior destined to defend the town of Riverdale from the forces of evil.
“I am Sailor Moon, the champion of justice. In the name of the moon, I will right wrong and triumph over evil… and that means you!”
Dedicated to @theheavycrown ♡ ♡