Unsent: Jughead Jones X Reader (Part Two)

Part 2: Seduction 101

V, B, and Kev give you advice for the sake of your flirting game.

Words: 877

Warnings: swearing, sexual reference

Enjoy! Thanks for all the love on part one! :) <3 - Juggie xx

Veronica was definitely not impressed with your flirting performance the previous day, and she made you well aware of it the next morning.

“I can’t believe you hit your hand.”

“The Vixen proposition would’ve worked in your favor!”

“Why didn’t you let him walk you home? Something might have happened!”

And that’s what landed you here yet again, in Veronica’s room with her, Betty, and Kevin. You were sat on her bed with Betty and Kev, while V had set up a white board in front of you with the title written in black: HOW TO FLIRT 101.

“Alright bitches, it’s time to learn.” She paced and tapped her black exo marker to her palm. “(Y/N) here is terrible at flirting with Jughead, her muse, the love of her life, the apple of her eye-”

You were blushing madly, “Yes, we get it Ronnie!”

Betty and Kevin laughed as Veronica smirked and continued, “Sorry, my ship is just so close to sailing I can’t contain myself.” She wrote ’1)’ on the board and wrote next to it ’THE LOOK’. “This may seem shallow, but you gotta work what you got to catch a boy’s eye.”

“Mmm”, Kev agreed, “A girl stops me in my tracks if she’s looking hot.”

Betty laughed, “Kevin, you’re gay.”

He sassed back, “Doesn’t mean I can’t admire fashion and art when I see it.”

While they had gone back and forth V had walked over to her closet to grab something and now handed it to you. “You have to wear this tomorrow, he’d be crazy not to notice this! Go try it on!”

You had been forced over to her bathroom, but looking at the black, tight babydoll dress on your form gave you a rush of excitement. If your mouth couldn’t do the flirting, let your actions speak louder than words.

You would later be told otherwise.

Upon entering the room you gave your friends a twirl, to which they “ooo"ed and applauded. Kevin fanned himself, "Yes girl! Lookin’ fire!”

You took a seat between Kev and Betty again as Veronica wrote her second point: ’THE TOUCH’. “Although you failed at this yesterday, you must persevere! Subtle touches go a long way”, she approached Betty who faintly blushed, “a touch on their arm”, she lightly placed her hand on Betty’s upper arm, “or a kiss on the cheek. These things will make him feel just as nervous as you do.”

When she walked up to the board you glanced at Betty, who was looking down at her feet now and was as red as a tomato. ‘There’s my proof’.

“Finally, the talk.” She underlined this point in red, “the talk. Jughead has an exquisite way with words, and you have to use your words to get to him. This is the key point in seducing a writer.”

There went your plan from before. “But what kind of words Ronnie?”

Betty commented, “He’s a writer and an English nerd, maybe quote some romantic literature to him?”

Kevin scoffed, “That’ll make you look desperate, like you’re trying too hard! Say some dirty stuff in his ear, be straight forward, tell him you want to see his di-”

Veronica nearly screeched, “Guys! This isn’t Shakespearean times and she doesn’t just want to fuck him!” She shook her head and sighed, “You have to be sweet. Sickly sweet. Tell him hanging out with him makes you happy. Tell him you love his writing. Tell him anything nice you can think of, but above all”, she walked over to you and placed her hands on your shoulders.

“Be yourself.”

You took your place outside the door, then walked in to see Kevin standing facing away from you. He had offered to be Jughead for this simulation. You tapped his shoulder and he turned around, giving you his best moody scowl. “Hey (Y/N).”

You, Betty, and Veronica couldn’t contain your laughter, but you continued. “Hey Jug, how are you?”

Veronica sighed and covered her eyes with her hand, “No, ask him what he thinks about your outfit!”

“Oh! Uh”, you stumbled but gave him a bright smile, “what do you think of my dress Juggie?”

“It’s absolutely hideous, and material desires mean nothing to me, except this hat. Have you ever seen me without the stupid hat on? That’s weird!”

You laughed and slapped his arm, V cheered while giggling, “that’s good!”

Betty chuckled but seriously questioned, “I do wonder though, why he keeps that hat on all the time?”

From Juggie: How was it?

To Juggie: We had fun, just did some studying together. Hey Jug?

From Juggie: Yes?

To Juggie: Why do you always wear the same beanie?

From Juggie: I don’t know, I’ve always worn it. I feel like it’s now part of my branding. I’m weird, I’m a weirdo. I don’t fit in and I don’t want to fit in. I think that’s what the hat means to me.

To Juggie: lol you’re right, you are a strange one :P

From Juggie: “Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality.” - Edgar Allan Poe. Good night (Y/N).

To Juggie: Good night Jug.

Unsent: I can’t wait to see you tomorrow. I love you.

some modern Davey Jacobs headcanons that no one asked for but y’all are getting anyway:

  • davey’s a giant english and history nerd and while he’s still really good at maths he’d rather write like 5 essays than do a page of math
  • he wears those rounded hipster glasses in that tortoiseshell colour but is completely unaware they’re hipster… he just needs to see 
  • lives in short sleeve button downs
  • modern au davey is basically an accidental hipster okay
  • everyone goes to him for homework help and they get worried that they’re bothering davey too much but he genuinely loves helping his friends 
  • is generally a quiet and peaceful person but say something bad about his siblings or Jack and you will get punched in the face
  • his room is like 50% bookshelves he owns so many books
  • jack doesn’t find this out until he and davey start dating but davey is a real cuddler. he’s not super affectionate in public but when they’re in bed or on the sofa he likes a good snuggle
  • his taste in music is purely orchestra stuff, both classic and modern, or just random soft pop he finds on spotify. davey rarely gets given the aux cord. 
  • davey wants to leave a mark on the world. he’s not sure how, but he’s going to do it. 

anonymous asked:

do u have some modern!javid head canons?

do I ever:

  • jack and davey meet half way through junior year of high school when davey moves to the newsies’ school
  • they meet in math class and bond of the fact they both hate the subject despite being reasonably good at it (listen jack is an art nerd & davey is a english nerd neither of them got time for maths)
  • there’s a lot of pining and friend interventions involved but eventually they do get together
  • they’re not big on pda but literally everyone knows what’s happened when they show up to lunch and davey has paint on his jeans AND in his hair. davey does not do art. 
  • they both adore the stars. jack thinks galaxies are beautiful and always wants to paint or draw them. they lie on davey’s apartment building rooftop and davey teaches him all about the stars they can see. 
  • they go on a roadtrip the summer after high school graduation to where they can actually see the sky and it’s the most beautiful thing ever. 
  • the first year of college is hard because they’re suddenly seeing each other and their friends a whole lot less in person, which is a change difficult to get used to. 
  • but then davey shyly brings up the idea of moving in and jack thinks it’s the best idea ever
  • jack and davey’s apartment is aesthetic okay davey has his neatly arranged bookshelf and jack makes sure the colour scheme of the place is calm and relaxing and there’s cute lil house plants everywhere. 

i could go on forever but these are my main ones. 

Memories || Jughead Jones

Prompt from anon: Could you do fic with an angsty jughead comforted by his best friend (purely platonic love),FemReader? Thx dude, you rock

A/N: Ah yes, angst. My favorite. Hope you enjoy!

Gif by @winnschottjrwrites


When Jughead wasn’t in school on Monday, you were worried. Most people would just push it aside, thinking he was sick or that he skipped. But Jughead didn’t get sick. And he didn’t skip school. He also had a big English test today, and you knew he wouldn’t miss it for the world. The nerd loved English. After he didn’t answer any of your text messages, you realized you needed to see him as soon as possible.

After you took the English test fourth period, you made up an excuse about having to leave, saying that your stomach hurt. The main office had let you go after you said you were well enough to drive yourself home. As you got to the school parking lot and got in your car, you began to get more worried.

Where was your best friend? What happened?

As you pulled into the drive-in, you didn’t know what to expect.

What if he was hurt?

You sighed and got out of the car, making your way over to the front door of the projection room. You raised your hand to knock on the door when you heard crying from inside. Not little sniffles, no, but gut-wrenching, heaving sobs. You quickly swung the door open.

Jughead was sitting on the floor, shaking and crying, holding a ratty teddy bear. The place was a mess, photographs and kids toys were scattered all around him. He looked up at you when he heard the door open and didn’t try to hide his sadness. More tears came and he looked up at you helplessly.

“I-I—” he began, but stopped himself.

He looked back at the teddy bear in his hands, and broke down again at the sight of it. You quickly closed the door and rushed over to your best friend, dropping to your knees and enveloping him in a hug. Jughead clung to you tightly, crying in your arms.

“Shh… Jughead, it’s okay… I got you.” you soothed.

You looked at the mess of pictures, trying to figure out what was the cause of Jughead’s sadness. All of them were pictures of Jellybean and Jughead together when they were younger. Jellybean on the swings, Jughead pushing her; the two of them at the drive-in. You knew why he was crying but before you could say anything, Jughead cut in.

“I-It’s her birthday. It’s her birthday today.” he croaked before crying again.

Your heart broke. You knew how much he missed her. Especially after what had happened. You felt like nothing you could say would make him feel better.

So you just held him.

You whispered comforting words in his ears as you held him and gently raked your fingers through his black hair. He would be fine by tomorrow, you knew he would. He’d pretend like nothing ever happened. He’d be laughing with you, stealing your fries at Pop’s, and bumping shoulders with you in the hallways with a grin on his face.

He’d be okay tomorrow.

But it didn’t make today any easier.


A/N: THE FEELS (I think?) Send feedback! Hope you liked it! Next fic will be up later tonight. Also, I need to know where Jellybean Jones is, that is all.


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anonymous asked:

*Curtsies* Any examples of those fluffy reads? I'd love to find some new ones!

*Curtsies* Sort of depends what kind of fluff you’re in the mood for. You want fun light mysteries? Tim Cockey’s Hitchcock Sewell series. Fantasy? Ben Aaronovitch’s Peter Grant series. Something fun and silly but still smart? Mr. Penumbra’s 24-Hour Bookstore. Brain candy for terrible people? Anything by David Wong. Great fluff for English lit nerds? Ian Doscher’s William Shakespeare’s Star Wars or Jasper Fforde’s Thursday Next books. I could go on.


Calling all Persona theorists, literature nerds, English majors, or any P5 fans!

One thing I noticed in Persona 5 is the direct connection of personas to classic literature/literary figures. As an English major, this makes me very excited. To attempt to uncover the secrets of both the characters and Personas, I decided that I’m going to try and read some of the literature the Personas are based on, as well as classic thief tales! 

So I thought, why not share my idea with everyone? If you are interested or have read a novel/thief story and would like to relate it/speculate it to Persona 5, make a post with the hashtag #persona 5 book club so that I can find the posts and share them~

Posts can be anything you want, from analysis to character speculation! Literature can also be anything you want, from books, comics, video games, whatever! I thought it would be fun to do to see if we can uncover secrets together or speculate some more!

If you want to get started, I found some books on Amazon for the first of the cast (links are on the title) :D You may be able to check these out at your local library as well~ I’ll post more later.

The Extraordinary Adventures of Arsene Lupin by Maurice Lebanc (Chair-kun) 

The Pirate Hunter: The True Story of Captain Kidd by Richard Zacks (Ryuji)

Carmen by Prosper Merimee (Ann/Anne)

Zorro #1: The Mark of Zorro  by Johnston McCulley (Morgana)

anonymous asked:

Hey! I'm an INTP, but like it's usual for this type, I question myself a lot. So I know the key differences, but could you please do a list of 'real life situations' differences between INTPs and INFJs?


In Real Life

  • INTPs will be lazier, mellower, and far more into cartoons and videogames than INFJ
  • INFJs will be more organized, more of a go-getter, and may appreciate fiction, but will be more likely to be into classic literature, documentaries about the old world, travel, and other “cultural” pursuits
  • INTPs tend to be science and math nerds, INFJs tend to be English and art nerds/fanatics. TEND.
  • INTPs will grumble a lot about people being stupid, INFJs will grumble about people being incompetent and silly
  • INTPs tend to have more NT friends, INFJs tend to have more NF friends
  • INTPs tend to be less involved in school and social activities than INFJs
  • INTPs tend to be less concerned with physical appearances than INFJs
  • INTPs are not warm and friendly, INFJs are warmer and friendlier
    • There are actually many exceptions to this rule, but it’s a stereotypical rule, I guess…
  • INTPs are “nerds,” INFJs are “overachievers” 

That’s just my personal opinion and observation, but I hope it helps and I hope it was what you’re asking for!


Founding Father Alexander Hamilton’s Life is Now a Hip-Hop Musical:

Plays: Alexander Hamilton
Hometown: New York, NY
You might know her from: Broadway’s In the Heights
On how this crazy idea came to him: “I wasn’t a history buff—not even a little—but I was always an English nerd. I picked up Ron Chernow’s biography of Hamilton randomly at Borders. I knew he died in a duel, so it’d have a cool ending. And I just fell in love with his story.”
Confession: “Hillary Clinton came to see In the Heights in 2009. I used to walk around in my underwear backstage between shows, and I come out of my dressing room and there’s Hillary with three Secret Service guys because she needed to use the bathroom. She said, ‘Show’s great!’ and I ran inside to put some clothes on.”

Aaron Burr
Hometown: Philadelphia, PA
You might know him from: NBC’s Smash
Post-show ritual: “Lin and I made up a stupid song that we sing at the top of our lungs as we leave the stage. Then we have a shot of rum in the dressing room, and I’ll grab a dollar slice on my way home.”
If I weren’t an actor I’d be…“I wish I could say that I would be feeding the hungry or something. But I’ve always liked to throw parties, so I’d be a world- renowned DJ who gets flown all over the place for parties on yachts and in underground clubs.”

Plays: King George
Hometown: Lancaster, PA
You might know him from: Glee, Frozen (voice of Kristoff)
First role: “I was Dorothy in The Wizard of Oz in my dad’s barn. I was a drag Dorothy.”
Dream costar: “I’d love to do a play with Cate Blanchett. I saw her in A Streetcar Named Desire, and it’s my favorite performance ever.”
Confession: “I was on a first date, maybe a year and a half ago. We ate dinner, then he came back to my apartment, and I don’t smoke, but he smoked a cigarette. We were making out, and he’s smoking. So I took a cigarette and also smoked it, and then five minutes later, I projectile vomited because I got so nauseous from smoking. That’s probably the most embarrassing thing that’s ever happened.”

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