Prompt from anon: Hi there! I reaaaally love your blog and your writing! And I’d like to request a fic in which jughead and reader are rivals (both smart and witty) but they secretly admire each other. Thank you in advance!
A/N: This was a tough one to write, and I’m afraid I made it rather short, but I hope you enjoy it!
Jughead rolled his eyes as you got the answer right. Again. He saw your smug smile as you looked at him and he scoffed, sitting back in his chair.
Ah yes, the rivalry of Y/N L/N and Jughead Jones III. It was well-known throughout the town.
For some reason, you and Jughead had a rivalry that went all the way back to elementary school. On the outside, the two of you despised each other, always talking to your friends about how much you hated the other.
However on the inside, it was a different story.
There was a mutual admiration for the other side. A secret enjoyment of the competition. One could even go as far to say that the two of you liked each other. Not that either of you would admit it to anyone. You loved to hate each other too much.
He sighed as you got the next question correct and looked at the clock. Math wasn’t his strongest subject. On the other hand, English, which was next period, was his favorite. And your Achilles heel. You looked back at him again only to see him smiling conceitedly at you this time, his finger pointing to the clock. Your smile dropped, seeing that the period was ending in three minutes. Then it was onto English. You glared at Jughead and faced forward again, listening intently to your teacher.
The bell rang before you knew it and you began to pack up your stuff. You didn’t realize that Jughead had made his way over to you and was waiting for you to notice him. You nearly jumped out of your skin when you spotted him directly next to you.
“Jesus,” you said, surprised and looked up at Jughead. “Yes, Jones, how may I help you?”
Despite the two of you being on a last name basis, you couldn’t ignore the butterflies in your stomach as he smirked at you.
“L/N,” he stated, the words smoothly rolling off his tongue. “What are you doing after school?”
You rose your eyebrows at that. The two of you never conversed, let along hung out. You decided to humor him and play along.
“Well, I was going to go to the movies in the city, but I’m interested in hearing what you have to say.” you said as the two of you began walking down the hallway to your next class.
Everyone looked at the both of you, wondering why you were talking to one another.
Didn’t you two hate each other?
“Well, I was wondering if you wanted to go Pop’s with me after school?” he asked casually.
You bit back a smile.
“Jughead Jones, are you asking me on a date?” you asked as you reached your classroom, turning around to face him.
He smiled cheekily at you.
“Pop’s. 3:15. We’ll talk more after class.” he said before walking past you into the English classroom.
You bit the inside of your cheek and shook your head, smiling as you followed him into the classroom.
As the teacher began the lesson and Jughead began answering every question flawlessly, you were unable to focus, your mind on your and Jughead’s date after school. After one particular question, Jughead mimicked your actions from earlier, and turned around to look at you with a shit-eating grin on his face. You snorted and sat back in your chair, shaking your head.
I remember sitting in the back of class Whether it was english, history, science, or math Staring at the clock; waiting to be free Praying to God the teacher wouldn’t pick me
Funny thing is; it’s not like I wasn’t prepared I had most of the answers; though the teacher wasn’t aware But when I would raise my hand to answer a question The teacher ignored me; never looked in my direction
This bugged me to absolutely no end How could she pretend that I didn’t understand I’d keep my hand raised for what felt like days But she’d call on a friend to much of my dismay
But what bugged me more; what I couldn’t believe When I didn’t have my hand raised is when she’d call on me As if to mock, embarass, or make me feel dense I wanted to pop her tires; this didn’t make sense
Why would a teacher do that to a student? Why waste our time?; class should be fluent Pick on someone who knows; don’t embarass the rest Maybe she was having a bad day was my only guess
But it got even worse; what she had in store Sometimes she’d make me write answers on the board So the whole class could witness the fail that I am My face would turn red before it began
So while I was doing homework one night I decided I was going to get every question right I did extensive research; found every answer but one That was good enough for me; at least I found some
But the next day in class was the worst of them all I felt like a mighty king about to take a fall She called on me for that one question; like a scared bunny I stood And gave the stupidiest answer that I swear anyone could
Hey! (: Can you recommend me an apps for studying? I often spend my time outside because I have a lot of extracurricular activities. Meanwhile I am always got my phone on my hand everywhere than my notebook. Thank u!
Hello! Of course! Here are some apps that might interest you (I’ll try to separate them into categories):
Super Notes -
allows the saving of notes, recordings, images and more.
OneNote - type, hand write, draw, and clip things from the web to get down your thoughts into your notebook.
create online Mind Maps, Flashcards, Online Notes and Quizzes
My Study Life -
see homework due and overdue for classes, classes which conflict with your exams and even add revision tasks for a specific exam.
Khan Academy - learn using videos, interactive exercises, and in-depth articles.
Viridi - nurture some succulents; I find it very relaxing.
Code Blue - “provide teenagers struggling from depression or bullying with support when they need it. Users can choose several contacts to be part of their support group. With just a few taps, the app will alert the support group that the user needs immediate help.”
Lantern - “combines cognitive behavioral therapy (CBT) techniques with advice from real experts. Users start by taking an assessment test to determine their strengths and weaknesses in five areas: body, stress/anxiety, mood, sleep, and social life. Lantern provides daily exercises tailored to suit users’ needs based on the results of their assessment. Each user is also matched with a professional coach trained in CBT who can provide feedback and answer any questions.”
“Dear Santa Claus, this
Christmas I want a friend. It can be a furry friend too. Something like a
puppy. This year I have been a good girl and I have been listening to my
parents. I believe that you will make my wish come true”
Paper after paper, letter
after letter. It has to be perfect. Even though I know that Santa Claus is only
my precious parents this letter has to be perfect. I’ve been asking for a puppy
since I was six. I have a feeling that this year is going to be the year. This
year I will finally have my puppy. A brown one, almost red and it will be one
of those little creatures that will turn into big guarding dogs.
With the thoughts of my
future friend, I ran down the stairs from my bedroom to the living room. My mum
was in the middle of heated explanation how the latest book she was reading
made absolute no sense while dad was listening and smiling as if he sees mum
for the first time. Their love was adorable, their love for pets…not so much.
“It’s done. Mum here. It is
even written on Christmas paper. I put a lot of effort in it.”
She smiled at me with her
really warm smile that always made me believe that there is hope. Of course she
knew what I wanted, because every year I ask for the same thing.
“I know honey. I’m going to
give it to Santa and let him decide. How about that? Now go to bed.”
“Yes mama. Dad, good night.
I love you both.” I feel like this time I made it. This puppy is mine.
Running up the stairs back
to my room, I jumped on the bed, curling in the blanket, hugging my little
stuffed bunny and dreaming of endless games with my new furry friend, who I was
sure I’m getting. He is going to be my little bundle of hope. Hope, this is
going to be his name. Hope.
The moment my sleepy eyes
opened, I felt the Christmas rush running through my body. I jumped right
through the door of my room.
“Christmas!!!” The shout
pierced the air, leaving little feelings of Christmas joy though the air, just
like snowflakes. “Darling, I see you are
excited.” really mummy, really?
“Why is that?” “Like every other kid
I’m waiting for my present.” Suddenly a loud knock on the door interrupted my
I’m still a child speech. “Will you please go to open the door? I’m little busy
making Christmas food. Your Grandmother is coming for dinner.”
Opening the door left me
with tears in my eyes. He was everything I have ever wanted. He was brown-red,
fluffy, small creature that is going to become my big guardian and he was
cuddling in my dad’s arms.
“Merry Christmas.” Dad was
all big smiles. He hated dogs five days ago, but now he looked so happy as if
my mum gave birth again.
Tears from happiness were
making a new Niagara under me while I muttered only one word
“You are legal. Congrats on
being able to buy alcohol in which you are gonna drawn yourself, because you
have no boyfriend. Your best friend, Anni.” Read I out load, looking at my best
friend, not knowing what to say. “Should I say thanks or should I smack you
with the biology book, which by the way is 550 pages.” “I’m only honest. I love
you so much, but you have to find yourself a man. Even I, the biggest nerd have
a boyfriend.” She said looking at the direction of our legendary football team
and particular at the leader of the team, Sehun, who Inna has been dating for
almost a year now. “Thank you for reminding me, even on my birthday, that I’m
miserable. I appreciate that.” My mood was slowly dying, no matter the fact it
was my birthday. “Always here for you. Look, I am saying this as a friend, the
only thing you love in your life is Hope and your parents. And Hope is a dog. A
big, big dog, but a dog none the less. You can’t expect a boyfriend when you
treat your dog like one.” “Excuse you, but actually I prefer Hope to man. If
Hope was a man…then he was going to be the perfect man. But he is a dog. So I
prefer the dog instead of a horny hormone creature.” Daggers were send my way
as my BFF only rolled her eyes and sighed deeply.
Anni, actually, has been my
best friend for the last three years and no matter the situation I know I can
always rely on her. Through the day she is a good student following the rules,
queen of the school, through the night she is the queen of the parties.
However I wasn’t. Parties
have never been my thing. Too loud, too sweaty, too many bodies in the same
places, too much smell of sex. On party you can meet boys our age, but almost
all of them are only horny bastards waiting for a quick fuck.
“The dog can’t bring you
the pleasure a man can.” She looked at me with the face *Got you* and she
actually did “Don’t you dare telling me you don’t touch yourself at the thought
of a handsome stranger ravishing you. I know all your kinks. I have gone
through your phone.”
Flaming red spread on my
cheeks. It was true I had some kinks and that whenever I feel like it or I was
bored to death at home my fingers instantly disappeared under my pajama shorts.
I am an experimental kind of person. I have tried all kind of things on my
feels. Inna calls it “NOT HAVING A MAN”, I call it “Learning about myself.
“But still…I want to find a
man that fits into my criteria list. Not some random dude that won’t even be
able to satisfy me and my needs. I am a bratty little creature sometimes.” “You
tell me that. Sometimes even I don’t know how to live with you.”
As the talk was progressing
from 0 to 100 real quick, we heard a “There you are.” And came face to face
with Sehun.” Happy birthday pup Y/N. You will be able to buy alcohol and get
drunk because you have no boyfriend. Congrats.” This two have been going out
for too long. They even say the same things now. “Are you two a couple by any
chance? Because just like I’m gonna hit her with the biology book, I will hit
you with the philosophy one, which is just as big.” I said smiling
sarcastically at the tall giant standing in front of us. He smiled back with
his *you won’t do it* smile.
“Guys, listen. As my only
friends I proudly invite you to at our family dinner dedicated to my birthday.
This is an exclusive invitation that no else has the privilege to become.”
“Does it involve your mother chocolate German cake?” they said at the same time
looking at me. But I have already predicted this question “For who do you take me?
Of course it has my mums’ chocolate German cake.” “We are in.” they said
together again. Sometimes I’m thinking if their minds are just two halves of
only one. The sound of the bell interrupted our chat about the dinner table
tonight. And the teacher walked into the room like a dictator and I was ready
to fight this math class.
Thank God the clock decided
to move faster and in no time school was finished, the subway came fast and on
time, I was home earlier than expected. The moment the door opened I was
greeted with a bark of happiness and no light at all.
The house was empty and
almost no sound could be heard, expect for the steps of a giant dog coming my
way. “Hope! How have you been big boy? Have you eaten yet?” he barked and I
knew he haven’t eaten yet. ”Okay, I understand. Since you have been a very good
boy lately and I have birthday today, I brought you something special.” I said
pulling out his favorite snack, small white chocolate granules, puting them in
his cup and sitting next to him. His brown fur turned more red with time and by
now it is almost dusted red.
“Hope, I recently had a dream. In it I
had a boyfriend. He was really handsome. Somehow it reminded me of you. Can you
imagine if you were a human? I imagine you being really handsome. If you were a
man, then I would’ve gladly fallen in love with you, because I know you will be
And for a moment Hope
stopped eating and looked at me. Like he actually knew what I was talking
about. Like he understood me and any second he was going to turn into human. But
he didn’t do anything. Only continue watching me.
The front door cracked,
heels making noises on the marble floor of the house and I hear my most
favorite voice. Mum is back home.
“Honey, are you home?” this honey voice
is the reason why I am a good daughter. “I’m in the kitchen with Hope. We were
having an interesting chat. ” “Can you help your old mother to do the German
chocolate cake. Are Anni and Sehun coming?” “Of course they are. They are my
only friends.” “Good, that means less trouble for me. Come here and give me the
eggs from the fridge.”
3 hours later, lots of
laughing and joking on our little family birthday dinner, made me so frustrated
that I can’t explain it. The handsome stranger. He was stuck in my mind. But
also the look on Hope’s face. He was strange lately. Following me around, cuddling
me whenever he could. I tell you, just as if he is going to turn into human
every second now. I got so distracted in thoughts that I hardly heard when my
best friend said “Y/N time to blow your candles and make a wish.” Mum brought
out everyone’s favorite cake with so many pink candles. I love pink, therefor
my candles were pink, just like the icing of the cake. “Make a wish.” Said Anni,
smiling like a proud mother. ”Oh, and don’t tell us about it.” Just as I was
about to make a wish a lick on my knee reminded me that Hope was here too. Mum
saw him under the table and called out his name. He went next to her and stayed
like the perfectly trained dog he was. But his eyes. Those eyes weren’t the
eyes of an animal. I swear to god those eyes are human. And I knew what to wish
*I wish that my handsome stranger is a real, breathing human being that will
satisfy my boyfriend to do list. I want nothing more and nothing less than
The flames from the candles
died down just like the family dinner. Soon after everyone were happy and full
from my mother’s cooking, we all went to sleep. My father drived both Sehun and
Anni, because he didn’t trust the tall giant of a boyfriend. For her my father
is like her second father. Always taking care for her like his own daughter. I helped mum clean the table and soon after I
was tugged in the warmth of my blanket in my favorite oversized shirt.
Just as I was about to fall
asleep I felt the bed sinking and a giant fluff ball lying next to me.
“Hope, is this necessary?
Can’t you sleep on the floor like the other dogs? Or at least don’t sleep on my
head.” He looked at me like I’m stupid and not able to understand his reasons
for doing this, which I really did not understand. But he didn’t move and I
just gave up. “Fine, this is the last night you sleep here. I will let you
since is my birthday.” At that time I had no idea how wrong I am and soon sleep
took over me and the train to dreamland drove off.
Morning sun flooded my
closed eyes so naturally I hid from it turning to the side of the headboard on
my right. It was so cosy and nice and it had abs. The headboard caged me
between its arms bringing me warmth and safeness. Wait…MY BED HAS NO HEADBOAR. A
HEADBOAR HAS NO STRONG ARMS. AND IT DOESN’T SMELL LIKE HOPE’S SHAMPOO. My eyelids
instantly opened and I wasn’t wrong. Caging me between his arms was a stranger.
My stranger. The one I dreamed about with the dusty red hair and handsome
features. He was lying on my bed half naked, only in grey sweatpants looking
like a God while sleeping like a baby. It was a sin to wake him up, but I can’t
just let my parents see a total stranger cuddling with their daughter on a Saturday
morning. So lightly shaking his arm, the words fell of my mouth “Excuse me, who
are you? What are you doing here? Please wake up.” And he did.
Slowly opening his eyes, I
was greeted with a pair of blue orises which I will never mistake. Those were
Hope’s baby blue eyes. “Oh you are awake. I’m sorry I didn’t want to scare you.
Are you okay?” “Who are you?” a wide gummy smile lit his features making his
handsome face even more handsome. “You can’t recognize me? I’m your handsome
stranger, the one that came in your dream.” The feeling of shock overtook me.
The only breathing creature on the planet knowing about my dream was Hope and
he was a dog. ”How do you know about this?”
“Come on Y/n. You really
don’t know who I am? My name is Hoseok, but for the last four years you have
been calling me Hope.”
masterlist or if you want to get straight to the next one- 2
5 seconds ago i was freaking out over my chem 2 exam but now i’m fawning over how pretty the calculations on the practice exam (with solutions) are. Not the best way to study but maybe i’ve finally found something about chemistry that i like.
I don’t think I’ve ever been so utterly exhausted by a year, but 2016 has left me drained. Let’s show some appreciation for my wonderful mutuals and non-mutuals who have gotten me through this year
Request:Can you do an Aaron imagine where Aaron is the school nerd and (Y/N) and him have to do a project together which shes not happy about and when they go to Aaron’s house, she realizes how cute and funny he is. Thanks, Sorry if it’s a lot xx
sitting at math class, watching the clock as the minutes passed by really slowly.
I hated math and I’m sure math hated me just as much. It was useless, I mean,
parts of it. I knew the basics but why do we have to learn all those stupid
didn’t listened, but this time something caught my attention.
“So as the
latest test results were piteous I will try a new technique” my teacher Mrs.
Sanders told the class. I got a D on my last test and my other marks were just the same.
assign every student who has difficulties a study partner, so they can help
them! Now the pairs.”
to list the pairs and I was praying to get a decent partner.
will be in pair with Aaron Carpenter” Mrs. Sanders announced and I knew I was
like a total nerd. He had straight As in every subject and I’m sure in the future he
will just save the human kind or something like that, because he was so smart.
But also he was kinda shy, I never heard him talking, he always was just with
his other nerdy friends. I didn’t want to be stuck with him on my afternoons.
class ended I turned to Aaron who glanced at me awkwardly.
“Hey, so I
guess we need to meet after school” I said trying to hide my disappointment.
can come over if it’s okay for you” he said shyly. I shrugged.
He gave me
his address and then I left. I still had a few classes and after that I headed
to my car to find Aaron’s house.
lived not so far from me. I parked in front of their house, got out of
the car and then rang the doorbell. Aaron answered the door, but he looked
different now. Usually he had weird shirts on and pants that looked like he
just stole them from his grandfather. But now he was wearing an ordinary
T-shirt and some shorts, he looked better like that.
in” he smiled at my stepping out of the way. Their house looked nice and cosy,
they had a lot of photos around of different people and of course Aaron.
He led me
to his room where he already had all kind of books and things out.
your parents? Is it okay if I’m in your room?” I asked because my parents
didn’t let me be alone with a boy in my room.
at work, but they trust me, so it’s okay” he shrugged. I put my bag down and
then he started to explain me the things we learnt last and I have to admit he was
good, I started to get the hard parts too.
“So what if
this is zero?” I asked pointing at the equation.
is no solution.”
I like that version” I laughed and wrote it down so I would understand it later
easy that way. Alright, do you want something to drink?” he asked me smiling.
He wasn’t that shy now like he was at school.
you. Actually can we take a break, please?” I glanced up at him smiling.
He left and
went down to the kitchen. I started to look around in his room. He had some photos of himself
with his friends and family, a lot of books and then there were a self full of
said as he got back with two glasses with lemonade in them.
grabbed it from him. “You saw all these movies?” I asked nodding towards the
I like superhero movies.” He stood next to me and I felt that he was scared
what I would say to this. But my answer definitely surprised him.
“Captain America is my
favourite” I said smiling and it was true. Lately I watched a lot of boyish
movies, I was tired of girly shits.
You saw both movies?”
the first one was better if you ask me.”
like a Spider-man fan” he admitted.
“Oh I saw
those too, the new and the old ones. And I heard about the new Spidey, that
young guy, I don’t know his name.”
heard about that too, but I think Andrew Garfield was a good Spider-man. You
know, I never thought you liked these kind of movies.”
“And I thought
that you were too shy but you are cool if you loosen up” I said nudging him
with my elbow.
just don’t like attention” he answered shrugging.
okay, but why do you dress like your grandpa?” I asked in confusion. I was sure
he got way better clothes than those he wore to school.
makes me wear those and I don’t really care about it, but I have to admit I
love these kind of clothes” he said pointing at himself.
way better, you should dress like that more.”
at me shyly putting down his glass and tugged his hands into his pockets.
“ But I
know. Come on, let’s see what we got here.”
me with math now I helped him with his style. I was right, he had some cool
clothes. I picked out some things for him and told him I would pick him up in
When I got
there the next day he was wearing the things we agreed on. He got into my car
and seemed quite nervous.
Aaron, you look good!” I encouraged him. I drove to the school and when we got
out of the car everyone was watching us. Aaron felt awkward but I wanted him to
open up a little bit more so everyone could see how cool he was.
introduced him to my friends and I got to know his friends. They all were just
like Aaron, cool just too shy to show it.
By the end
of the day I showed Aaron that if he opens up for other people they will accept
him more. After that we got really close with Aaron and I helped his friends
too so the other students didn’t see them as a bunch of nerds. They were cool
guys and finally everyone could see this.
I have a question, I can count just fine unless it's like by threes or something. And unless a box has more then something like six things in it I can tell how many there are. But anything like analog clocks, or math strategies like times tables and up i just cannot get to save my life? I can't tell left from right unless I shake my eating hand, the concept of time is otherworldly. I'm incredibly clumsy and have no coordination whatsoever. But I have a great memory? Is this still dyscalculia?
I’m not quite sure what you mean by ‘great memory’. A lot of what you talk about sounds like textbook dyscalculia.
Memory is a funny thing. I can remember entire chapters of books, some of which I haven’t read in decades. I can remember songs I listened to when I was six, or that a kid I once babysat for had a hamster named Baron Jigglypuff. But I can’t remember the number of the bus I take to work (after googling, it’s 64), or the address of my friend’s apartment despite having visited it at least twenty times. My number-related memory is much weaker than my verbal memory. Memory itself is not a monolithic entity.
Memory is relative. Perhaps your memory is simply much stronger in other areas than it is in others. It doesn’t invalidate dyscalculia symptoms.
I’m not much of a math whiz but when my alarm goes off in the morning I can suddenly calculate down to the second how much longer I can sleep before I absolutely have to get up, without even being conscious.