[A/N: The aftermath of that scene, smuttiness because we all needed it, this is only my second Bughead fic so I’m still finding their voices a little so please bear with me! The song used below is the song from that very scene, it only seemed right. Only briefly proof-read but I will probably go back sometime later tonight and fix any errors I’ve missed, hopefully not too many but I did make the decision to swap tenses halfway through writing this.]
I was broken from a young age Taking my sulking to the masses Writing my poems for the few That looked at me, took to me, shook to me, feeling me Singing from heartache from the pain Take up my message from the veins Speaking my lesson from the brain Seeing the beauty through the…
-Imagine Dragons - Believer
The worn leather nestles itself warmly against his neck, fingertips grazing against the frayed polyester cuffs and the smell of faded cigarettes and liquor envelope the air around him.
‘Juggie-’ Her voice wavers with uncertainty, the small smile that had crept its way into the corners of his mouth falls in an instant.
‘Sorry kid, I didn’t realise you had a lady-friend over.’ The broad Serpent chuckles throatily.
‘Uh, Betty-’ he offers lamely with an outstretched arm to the door, ‘my girlfriend.’
The Serpents in unison stretch to peer around the door, meekly Betty remains hidden, her slender fingers with periwinkle polish grasping firmly at the edge of the door with knuckles turning white.
‘My-my,’ smirks the leader of the pack, ‘don’t you just paint a familiar picture.’
Betty steps back cautiously as the larger man strains to get a better look, instinctively Jughead’s arm raises against the door-frame offering the bearded man a stern look. Taking a step back he rocks on the heels of his feet, his own hands raised in surrender and a curious gaze playing on his features.
On the last of October When dusk is fallen Children join hands And circle round me Singing ghost songs And love to the harvest moon; I am a jack-o’-lantern With terrible teeth And the children know I am fooling.
I was in a Disney mood and felt like recording Can you feel the love tonight ♫ - I can’t actually play the piano so don’t judge me and ignore all the mistakes :D Also, this is not my piano and i have to give it back friday :( It’s a one shot Ipad Video, so yeah it’s not too good :(
But I haven’t uploaded anything for 8 months and I thought it was time to change that :) ♫ ♥ Hope you like it anyway!
I was broken from a young age Taking my soul into the masses Write down my poems for the few That looked at me took to me, shook to me, feeling me Singing from heart ache from the pain Take up my message from the veins Speaking my lesson from the brain Seeing the beauty through the
First things first I'ma say all the words inside my head I’m fired up and tired of the way that things have been, oh-ooh The way that things have been, oh-ooh Second thing second Don’t you tell me what you think that I can be I’m the one at the sail, I’m the master of my sea, oh-ooh The master of my sea, oh-ooh
I was broken from a young age Taking my sulking to the masses Writing my poems for the few That looked at me took to me, shook to me, feeling me Singing from heart ache from the pain Take up my message from the veins Speaking my lesson from the brain Seeing the beauty through the…
Pain! You made me a, you made me a believer, believer Pain! You break me down, you build me up, believer, believer Pain! I let the bullets fly, oh let them rain My life, my love, my drive, it came from… Pain! You made me a, you made me a believer, believer
Third things third Send a prayer to the ones up above All the hate that you’ve heard has turned your spirit to a dove, oh-ooh Your spirit up above, oh-ooh
I’m bored right now and I’m bughead trash so I’m gonna explain how this song fits bughead perfectly, sorry for how long this maybe and btw I’m not the best writer so I tried my best to explain the lyrics
First things first I'ma say all the words inside my head I’m fired up and tired of the way that things have been, oh ooh The way that things have been, oh ooh
Jughead and Betty are tired of the way that things have been in Riverdale. Betty even says,”if we keep lying to ourselves and keeping secrets from each other, then what happened to Jason could happen again. Or, God forbid, something even worse. Riverdale must do better.” She is was able to speak her mind and tell Riverdale what she believed that was happening and that they should try to improve or things could become worse. They also speak their mind in the way that they finally say I love you.
Second thing Second, don’t you tell me what you think that I can be I’m the one at the sail, I’m the master of my sea, oh ooh The master of my sea, oh ooh
Second of all betty and Jughead are two people that don’t enjoy being told what to do. Betty is sick of people telling her what to do and what to believe. She was persistent on finding who the killer was because she chose not believe what everyone said. They are both people who like to be in command and don't like being told what to do all the time.
I was broken from a young age Taking my soul into the masses Write down my poems for the few That looked at me took to me, shook to me, feeling me Singing from heart ache from the pain Take up my message from the veins Speaking my lesson from the brain Seeing the beauty through the pain
This part perfectly fits Jughead. He is a really broken person because of everything that's happening to him. More specifically what’s going on with his parents. F.P. sadly failed Jug multiple times breaking Jughead because Jug continued to have a little faith in him. Losing his family and even Archie to which we don’t directly know how he lost Archie, it all broke him. This also applies to Betty because of her family but Jughead had lost more. Where it talks about writing poems I think it also connects with Jughead since he’s a writer. They both are also able to see the beauty in each other through all the pain they have.
Third things third Send a prayer to the ones up above All the hate that you’ve heard has turned your spirit to a dove, oh ooh Your spirit up above, oh ooh
I was choking in the crowd Living my brain up in the cloud Falling like ashes to the ground Hoping my feelings, they would drown But they never did, ever lived, ebbing and flowing Inhibited, limited Till it broke up and it rained down It rained down, like pain
Betty and Jughead have both got plenty of hate but even still they’ve been able to continue being good people “ there spirit has turned into a dove.” I also feel like Jughead had feelings for Betty before when the trio Arch, Betty, and Jug were best friends but had to drown his feelings since he knew that Betty liked Archie. He tried to drown his feelings but he couldn’t which could have also caused him pain because he didn’t want to ruin the friendship.
Last things last By the grace of the fire and the flames You’re the face of the future, the blood in my veins, oh ooh The blood in my veins, oh ooh But they never did, ever lived, ebbing and flowing Inhibited, limited Till it broke up and it rained down It rained down, likepain
This last part demonstrates the connection that bughead have, they’re everything to each other.
You made me a, you made me a believer, believer (Pain, pain) You break me down, you built me up, believer, believer (Pain) I let the bullets fly, oh let them rain My luck, my love, my God, they came from (Pain) You made me a, you made me a believer, believer
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Note: Straining for Possibilities will be where I put various one shots that I will write for the series. Hope you enjoy them. This was a prompt requested by @quintustheinvictus ages ago. I hope she enjoys it.
This one-shot occurs in the middle of my novel-length Strain fanfic, A Savage Inconvenience. It occurs after over 100,000 words of plot and character development. If you haven’t read the fic, I highly suggest skipping this one-shot, as you’ll have absolutely zero context and understanding surrounding the story/development that has happened to get the characters to this point and you may inadvertently judge the characterizations from a place of unintended ignorance.
Please, enjoy the one-shot. I put a lot of heart and thought into it.
Thank you for reading!!!
Prompt: “In the condo, what if the rocket never happened?”
He hit me right in the face I drove the Falcon up Towne Hung out in the library parking lot The swelling’ll never go down Tied a hiram walker in the lining Of my father’s old corduroy coat Big big plans hatching in my brain and a Big ugly lump in my throat I drove up to Harvey Mudd and I played pinball ‘till I didn’t want to kill anyone Polished off all my cheap whiskey And stepped out into the California sun
Singing bainne na mo is a gamna And the juice of the barley for me Singing bainne na mo is a gamna And the juice of the barley for me