i mean yeah i want you to push me up against the wall and kiss my neck but at the same time i just want to lay in bed snuggled up to you while playing with your hair and listening to our favorite bands
“Please…I’m begging you,” Bucky pleaded with a pout, clasping his hands together. “Please just do this one thing for me, and I won’t ask you to do this again. I promise.”
“Bucky, you know I can’t come with you. I have so many assignments to do. I can’t afford to lose any time to work on them,” you reasoned as your crush best friend groaned dramatically, lagging behind you as you made your way to the campus library. “Why don’t you ask Steve or Sam to go with you? I’m sure they’re able to.”
I see an entire future with you.
I see us starting off in an apartment, our queen size bed covered in Star Wars blankets and pillows like we’re kids again, our two cats sound asleep in the sunlight of our porch, our herb garden hanging off the railing, posters of our favorite bands on the walls, and little fairy lights over everything. I get to wake up and fall asleep with you, it doesn’t matter that we both work full schedules because I know that I’ll always get to come home to you.
Then comes our wedding. We can’t afford much, but no one cares because it’s still as beautiful as ever. We’re on the beach, your favorite place, and we’re all dressed as casually as can be. I’m crying because I never thought I would ever end up being this happy and having a chance at a normal life. We dance to Luna by Smashing Pumpkins, our song.
Soon we have a cute little house by the beach. We grow old together, getting high, drinking old beer, and adding tattoos to our collection.
If you go before I do, I’ll follow shortly after. I’ll hold your hand into the next life. And I will whisper the words I’ve been telling you my whole life;
“Yeah! That’s such a cute nickname! What do you call him, Betty? “Juggie?”” she asked.
Jughead and Betty, who were sitting across from you and Veronica, looked down and Veronica’s eyes widened as she realized she was correct. She squealed again and you frowned, sinking lower in your chair in the booth. You know Veronica meant no harm. She was happy for her best friend. Betty and Jughead had just announced they were dating and you couldn’t stand it. Probably due to the fact you were madly in love with Jughead. He was your best friend. You were happy for Betty, truly you were, but you couldn’t help but feel insanely jealous. What did she have that you didn’t? Oh right. Jughead. There was also the problem of Jughead blowing off plans with you to hang with Betty, claiming he had forgotten about pre-made plans with her. Whether he meant to blow you off or not didn’t matter. The fact that he did was the cause of your pain. Not wanting to ruin your Saturday evening (or the new couple’s) you got up, pulling your jacket on.
“Y/N? Where are you going?” Jughead asked, sitting up ever so slightly.
“Home. I’m not feeling so hot.” You said. It wasn’t a total lie. Seeing Jughead and Betty getting all cuddly made you sick to your stomach.
“You sure? Will we see you at the game later?” Betty asked.
You smiled softly at her. You knew it wasn’t her fault. It wasn’t Jughead’s fault. It wasn’t anyone’s fault. Hell, there was no fault. This was just how life worked sometimes.
“Probably not,” you told her. “I’ll see you guys Monday, okay?”
Jughead was about to respond but you left quickly, not wanting to stay another minute. Hopefully Monday would be better.
You were wrong. Monday came in and smacked you in the face with Jughead and Betty being all lovey-dovey. You couldn’t escape it. It seemed that everywhere you looked they were there. Whether it be little kisses, holding hands, or gazing into each other eyes, it didn’t matter. All of them hurt your heart just the same. Hanging out at the Blue & Gold office didn’t help either. Jughead giving Betty hugs from behind as she giggled, whispering something into his ear. You clenched your teeth at the sight of them before abruptly announcing you were going to Pop’s.
“We’ll join you!” Betty said, packing up her things.
Oh, for the love of—
“If it’s okay with you.” she clarified, noticing your expression.
You felt bad so you plastered on a fake smile.
“Sure, why not? I could use some company.” You said.
Betty smiled as she took Jughead’s hand, the two whispering loving remarks to each other as they walked behind you. Your fake smile faded. You were about to scream. Then you remembered your and Jughead’s plans for tomorrow and perked up. Jughead had texted you on Sunday apologizing for his behavior recently and promised to hang out with you the following Saturday. Watching classic movies and critiquing them. Like old times. You readily accepted.
By the time the three of you had gotten to Pop’s, you were happier, chatting with the two of about the Blue & Gold and its upcoming stories, and even about the couple’s recent dates. You felt like nothing could ruin your mood.
“And then this Saturday, we’re going into the city to watch a concert! I was able to convince my mother to let me go with Jughead, and I can’t wait. It’s our favorite band!” Betty said.
“Saturday? As in next Saturday?” you asked slowly.
“Yeah.” Jughead said.
“Jug, you said we were going to hang out Saturday. Remember? You promised.” you said.
Jughead froze as he suddenly remembered.
“Oh, son of a— I’m sorry, Y/N. Listen, I’ll make it up to you, okay?” he asked, eyes sincere.
But you didn’t care. You scoffed and you began to feel the hot sting of tears.
“That’s what you said last time. And the time before that. And before that,” you said, arms crossed.
Betty and Jughead were silent. That was it. You were done.
“I can’t do this anymore.” You said as you got up and began to make your way to the exit.
Jughead reached out but you moved your arm away from him as if you had been burned.
“I’m sick of being the other girl! Okay?! I’m done!” you exclaimed before running out of the diner.
The two of them didn’t follow you. You shuddered in the cold air, a couple tears trickling down your cheeks as you began to make your way home. You were fine. You didn’t need them. And you especially didn’t need Jughead.
A/N: I’m exhausted; that’s all I’m going to say. xD
So what is Green Day Week? Green Day week is a week where we will all make cool, original Green Day creations based on daily prompts. Why? Well, to show appreciation for our favorite punk band! Duh!
Rules are Simple:
All types of posts are allowed. This includes: art, song covers, playlists, videos / video edits, mood boards, cosplays, original photo edits and gifs and anything you can possibly think of!
Posts must be new! The whole purpose of this week is to encourage others to create new Green Day related content.
Work must be original. No reposting. And if editing someone’s photograph please provide proper credit.
Tag your creations as #greendayweek
9/24: Favorite Green Day Song / Lyrics
9/25: Favorite Green Day Album / Era
9/26: Green Day Side Projects (The Network, Pinhead Gunpowder, The Frustrators, Armstrongs, Billie & Norah, American Idiot: The Musical, Billie’s acting performances etc.)
9/27:Old Green Day (and or) New Green Day
9/28: Green Day Characters (St. Jimmy, Whatsername, Jesus of Suburbia, Christian, Gloria or any other characters from their songs like X-kid, Misery or music videos etc.)
9/29: Favorite Green Day Member (includes any touring members)
9/30: Fans (Post a picture of yourself with any of the Green Day members, you wearing Green Day merch, you at a Green Day Show, you and your Green Day tattoo etc!)
This is the very first Green Day week. I hope you all participate if you can! Reblog this post to spread the word and have fun creating!! Please don’t forget to tag everything as #greendayweek so everyone can see!
In some ways, The Con is that album most of us secretly hope our favorite band is just about to make: one where the raw desire to share their story leaves things a little rough around the edges. You may struggle a little to find your connection with albums like this one: They can be unsettling, a little off-center, odd in tone and difficult to understand, at first. But once you get there, after moving through the dissonance and making it to the other side, the bond that you share with that music can become so meaningful that it just might stay with you forever.
We are asking volunteers going to each tour date to print and cut our templates out on purple paper. We’ll be passing them out at each tour date and asking people to hold the cutout up to their phone flashlight during Young and Menace. This will make the light purple, thus giving the arena a purple “glow”.
Why are we doing this? FOB has helped so many people over the last 14 years. I have personally heard so many stories of how they have touched people’s lives. They are so much more than our favorite band. This is just a small way that we can give something back. To say thank you for always being there.
If you’re interested in helping out, please send us a message! We still need help for just about every date!
“In some ways, The Con is that album most of us secretly hope our favorite band is just about to make: one where the raw desire to share their story leaves things a little rough around the edges.”