This one’s prompt is quite long, so bare with me! So i’ve just watched the first two episode of Riverdale and i’m in love! And I saw this prompt and I really wanted to write it for Jughead Jones, which is my absolute favourite character. AND I have an announcement, REQUESTS ARE NOW OPEN AND I’VE ADDED RIVERDALE TO THE LIST. Please, send in some requests, specifically for the 100 or Riverdale! Thank you!
Prompt: You’ve been stood up by your boyfriend and just when you’re about to leave after being question many times, Jughead comes and sits down. Proclaiming he’s now your date and that he’d just been caught up in traffic jokingly, and the worst date ends up being the best.
Warnings: none. only that i’ve only watched the tv show, so i’m basing this purely off Cole Sprouse’s rendition of Jughead.
This night had turned out to be the worst. It had originally been a night you’d been waiting and anticipating for for a really long time, even if it had been delayed and winded down countless time’s each time your boyfriend cancelled on you, you were still excited.
You two month anniversary, which was now closer to being three, was what you were celebrating tonight. Your two month boyfriend, Archie Andrews had promised an exciting night where it would be just the two of you and celebrate all that had happened. It was also the perfect time because it was summer, and with Archie always being so busy with his dads work, getting him alone was hard.
But then it’d been delayed. And delayed. And eventually it was after the incident with Jason, when your date was finally set to actually happen. It had turned into a dinner date at Pop’s rather than whatever Archie originally planned, but you didn’t care so much seeing as you loved the place. The milkshakes were to die for.
It felt odd celebrating after the death of someone who’d been around your age, but you told yourself you deserved it after waiting so long. And you’d been so excited, picking an appropriate but beautiful dress, and done your hair up nicely. You were practically pouncing with excitement when you’d left home.
Now, though, all that had deflated when an hour alter you still sat in Pop’s alone and with no sight of Archie. Those around you questioned you with concerned looks and Pop’s himself had come over asking if you’d like to just order without Archie or if you needed a ride home, but you refused. Trying to convince your crumbling heart that Archie hadn’t stood you up and would walk through the doors any second.
But he never did. And it hurt. So much. After weeks of being sympathetic and understanding towards him and his constant cancelling and rescheduling, you felt your heart break just a little bit more at the realization that he didn’t care for you the way you thought he had. And maybe you fooled yourself think he’d cared for you these past two (three) months.
So when Pop’s walked over, his smile of pity doing nothing but make you feel worse, you grabbed your purse. “Hello, sweetheart.” He greeted and you smile at him softly.
“Hey, Pop’s.” You greeted, waving at him. “I think i’m gonna head home, I-I…” You had to stop yourself as your voice cracked desperately, you’d amazed yourself even that you hadn’t started crying yet. “I’m sorry for holding up the table for so long.”
Pop’s smiled reassuringly. You’d known the older man for a very long time and you always appreciated his kind attitude. “No problem, Y/N. Take all the time you need.” He said, rubbing your shoulder comfortingly. You grabbed your purse and moved to step out before a sudden figure sped past you and you heard a huff of breath.
Confused, you turned to see Jughead Jones sitting in the seat in front of you. His computer by his side as he smiled awkwardly at you. You blinked, not sure what he wanted. You’d never really talked to him, he always sort of stuck to himself but him and Archie were friends, or had been. And anytime you walked by him he’d given you a polite hello and a warm wave. He’d always seemed nice enough.
But this didn’t explain what he was doing now?
Pop’s wore the same baffled expression as you both looked at him expectantly. “Jughead?” You whispered and soft voice cut out, tilting your head at him waiting for him to explain.
“Sorry i’m late.” Was all he said, adding to your confusion.
“Huh?” You whispered. Hand stuck on your purse.
“The traffic was bad and I hadn’t meant to be late for out date, but I was and for that i’m sorry.” Date? You furrowed your brows, eyes narrowing in absolute confusion, not quite sure what to do.
“Son, I think you’d got this wrong.” Pop’s tried, staring at you for answers which you couldn’t give.
Jughead tore his gaze from you, turning to Pops with a dry look of amusement. “We’ll be good now. She’ll have a strawberry milkshake.” And with a final look towards you, Pop’s walked off and went to complete your order.
“Jughead?” You asked once alone, the boy turned to you. Shaking his head as a much more serious expression became over his face.
“Archie is an idiot.” He said, shaking his head. “for standing you up like this.”
You stayed silent, letting go of your purse as you tucked a strand of hair behind your ears. Frowning at your lap, “yeah.”
“Listen, I know we’ve never talked and your date stood you up. But I was wondering if you’d like to spend the next hour with me instead?” Jughead offered and you felt your eyes widening in shock. You’d never heard of Jughead, the outcast, inviting anyone to sit with him or hang out with him. It was undeniably sweet and you felt yourself blushing as a strawberry milkshake was placed in front of you.
Nodding thanks, you waited for Pop’s to leave before refocusing on Jughead. “Why?”
“Why are you doing this?” You asked, not understanding his intentions. No one had done something so sweet for you, not even Archie.
“I’ve seen you, you follow Archie around as he barely pays attention to.” He explained, staring into your eyes with a look that told you he knew something you didn’t. “And despite standing you up, you’ll accept his apology.”
You opened your mouth, ready to defend yourself, before you realized what he said was true. Archie had done this a few times and each time your forgave him.
“But I know what it’s like to be stood up by him, Y/N. And i know how much it can hurt. So, I thought that instead of brooding about it alone, I would brood about it with you.”
With a sudden smile, you felt your cheeks warm and you nodded. You’d never pegged Jughead as someone sweet, he wasn’t a bad guy but this side you didn’t know existed. And secretly you were glared, this was better than going home and crying, and he seemed genially sincere.
You let your lips find your milkshake and you took a sweet gulp of it, enjoying the taste before smiling up at Jughead. “Then let’s brood together.”
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I decided to share with you one of my most memorable pages from the doukyuusei series manga :) I absolutely love the whole manga nonetheless I consider some of pages my favourite because of that memorable situation happening there…
This post will be long I believe…
I love this page the most in first Doukyuusei manga…and I love situation here a little bit more than in a movie (I just didn’t say that righ now xD –> favourite scene in movie also) …I particularly like this one because of the Kusakabe reaction on drunk Sajou :) The whole situation is SO SERIOUS but drunk sajou made it THE CUTEST :D <3
I don’t know but this page is that one that I remebered the most. Maybe because Kusakabe mentioned dumb xD Here we see the different side of Kusakabe when he’s not with Sajou…like he’s thinking of that kind of stuff too..and asking sensei for advice..and mentionig the yaoi books that his sister reads,,all that in one page :P
The whole page is filled with Sajou’s LOVE YOU…To see Sajou so in love is so precious. He never openly show it..but his is mind is exploding…
Just that situation…lying on bed…kusakabe just took shower…relaxed…kusakabe telling sajou the sweetest things :D <3
Don’t ask me..that scene is in my mind everytime when I think about Sajou being home alone xD I liked the smooth development situation…lying..making eye contact…slowly progressing to the kiss…KISS :*
I was Kusakabe here…I wanted to hug Sajou so badly… so glad Kusakabe did :) feeling glad…soo glad
Sajou my precious baby :’(
I had heart attack at this one…Sajou being so sexy and seductive :P <3
My feeling are set on this one!!! This is the one when I get butterflies everytime I read it …IT’S SO BEAUTIFUL…sajou justt ahhh…and kusakabe tearing up :’( <3 <3
Occupation to Beloved
yes yes i know…the very first page of the manga…BUT C’MON…THE SAJOU’S FACE…MADE MY DAY AND NIGHT XD and sweetest Kusakabe surprising sajou :)
Are there needed any words? Just cute Sajou sneaking in bed to Kusakabe and making my heart ache..:) <3
This page is just so precious to me…HUGGING each other…kusakabe caressing sajou’s cheak…making eye contact…kiss on eyelid..blushing faces :) <3 making love …I’m melting….
I love the playful Kusakabe haha…this always make me laugh :D one of the cutest scenes :D
This my kind of enjoying life…coffee time..My ideal relationship would be drinking coffee like that :D <3 after taking bath :)
Kusakabe comforting Sajou…saying he loves him..holding him in his arms…kissing him on the check…:’( :’( <3 <3 where is my kusakabe? xD
YES KUSAKABE…YOU CAN MAKE HIM HAPPY…AND EVERYONE ELSE..omg..<3 <3 :’( :’( don’t mind me..just crying in the corner…where is my kusakabe? i know i said that already but….
We know that if one of our siblings found our yaoi books…IT WOULDN’T END WELL FOR THEM !!!!! XD :) thanks for reading…sooo longgg post omg
SUNMOON POKEDDEX DAY 6 - Favourite Bug Type: Golisopod
Golisopod is the most precious bug ever and there was absolutely no contest here. I just love it, it’s one of my top gen 7 favourites. There is nothing not to love. Great typing, beast stats and probably one of the best designs from Nintendo in a long time. There is absolutely nothing I don’t like about it. I could say it definitely made a good First Impression, too.
Ok, the “boyband” is cute and all but this bastard was my favourite character from FFXV at first sight. 8))))) First time I saw him in official teasers around 2013, my first thought was “omg I hope this guy will be important!!”
Well, he did not disappoint. He’s absolute TRASH. Sick and twisted, also flamboyant and charismatic af. Just the way I like it. <3 I take some kind of perverse pleasure in watching characters like him fuck shit up. I love him and I hate him and I love to hate him and he has become one of my favourite FF villains, whoops.
Also, Darin De Paul could read a goddamn telephone book aloud and it would be entertaining. :|
One certainly positive thing about this season is the number of times we saw our favourite pirate smile. Last season was a really hard ride for all of us, watching Killian have all kinds of negative and saddening emotions, so seeing those real, meaningful and absolutely wonderful smiles on his face makes my heart melt.
I recently realized you can easily interpret Nano's desire to be seen as a normal girl as a trans metaphor and it suddenly made sense why I related to her so much before I even realized I was trans. I love Nano so much. I need to rewatch Nichijou now that I realized this.
yes!! absolutely!! ive always been super down w/ that interpretation (and this scene always makes me tear up).
i love this series, and i love nano, she’s always been one of my favourite anime characters ever, since the first time i watched the show.
I fell absolutely in love with the world and this little piece is the result of that. I hope you guys enjoy it. I’ve never attempted any kind of orchestral composition before, so forgive me if it sounds weird.
Also I’ll talk about the composition under the read more (also mild spoilers about the story)
Do you have any favourite fics or writers you recommend?
i’ve read so many fics during my time on the hamilton side of tumblr, i could never fit them all into a list especially my favorites. but i can definitely recommend some writers. here are my top ten faves :))
her fics are just absolutely amazing and well written. she was one of the first accounts i followed and became friends with upon starting my own account and writing my fics. she was the account that inspired me to start writing headcanons because her’s are phenomenal and always so well written. her burr fics are exceptional as well. seriously everyone go check out my bestie i love her she deserves more love
she was actually the account that made me start writing my own fics! i began to read hamilton fics, mostly from her account, and i fell in love with the idea of writing them. she’s one of the main reasons as to why my account exists lmao. but overall, her fics are so amazing and creative, she’s an overall talented as hell writer.
definitely another writer who inspired me to write fics of my own. i swear, i spent one night stalking her whole masterlist but we’re not going to discuss that. i know i sound so repetitive but trust me, her writings are so so good check her out!
i originally read her alexander fic and i fell in love with her style of writing. she writes all types of hamilton fic so if you ever want an account with a wide variety of fics, go check her account out.
she somehow puts up with me messaging her random shit and i just love love love her fics. my descriptions are starting to run brief but i promise i love each and every one of these user’s and their fics
another user that inspires me greatly! although she’s much older then me and obviously has more writing experience, i challenge myself to reach her level of writing. i love every single one of her fics. read them and trust me, you won’t regret it.
really appreciates more love honestly. like read her masterlist and you’ll understand. also i got shipped with her and i flipped my shit okay bye
breaking down my volleyball squad into thought-sized pieces
In a way, you could treat this as a character analysis. Perhaps even as unpopular headcanon, but here are some of my thoughts on the personalities of my favourite Haikyuu characters, past the first, second and third layer into their depths. Not entirely pulled out of my ass, these are just thoughts I’ve gathered from observing them in both anime and manga. Am I right, or am I wrong? There’s no answer, but you’re free to disagree.
He’s my absolute favourite, but I’m not above picking at his flaws- one of the biggest reasons why I love this character so much. There’s so little revealed in the anime or manga, usually just as the ‘Captain’ or ‘Rival’ figure, but there’s so much underneath that gets glossed over very easily.
How much strength does it take for someone to pull together (and lead) a team that seems to be a gathering of strange misfits? Through in-game dynamics they seem to flow seamlessly, but if you think about it- the personalities of these people wouldn’t be the type to click together in a classroom or anything. Who binds them all? It’s Kuroo. There’s this solid, grounded feeling to him, when he needs to be. The keyword being need.
I have absolutely no evidence of anything I’m going to say next, but it’s a general feeling. Anyone with such prowess at provoking people, yet managing to admit their mistakes (e.g. pissing off Tsukishima), there’s definitely something. To me, Kuroo feels like the type of character that’s been there. He knows what to say, what parts hurt the most and when he needs to apologize because he’s said all these things to himself a thousand times in his head. He remembers the time when he chose not to apologize, or was too afraid to, and the consequences stung afterwards. He’s not a natural born genius at anything, but he has talent, and he’s honed his personality to fit what he has, over time, come to expect for himself. Kuroo Tetsurou knows what kind of person he doesn’t want to be- not necessarily the person he wishes to be- and he works to avoid it.
As someone in the theatre industry this was absolutely bloody brilliant. My god. If you’ve read Performance in a Leading Role this is the Broadway equivelant. I talked my mate’s ear off about this fanfiction so it’s only fair I do this to you guys too.
First off, I would kill to be opposite John Watson in Kiss Me Kate, my favourite golden age musical. Plus having an all male Macbeth is probably one of the best Shakespeare ideas I’ve ever read. Lady M always talks about how if she was a man she could do all of these things like murder and she curses her womanly nature and having her played by a man just helps to show this. Mentally she believes she is male but because she is confined to a ladies role within her society she can’t do anything.
I really don’t have the words to do this fic justice, you just need to read it.
Three hankies at the end but they are happy tears, mostly because it’s over.
Just casually rewatching “The End” because it’s one of my favourite episodes and Dean’s first few moments in the Endverse are absolutely beautifully shot (perfect use of “Do You Love Me?” as all the Croats are taken out) when I noticed this for the first time. The bar in the background of the future brought on by Lucifer’s victory?
Not quite lucky. Lucy.
Clever, SPN. Always finding new reasons to fall further down the rabbit hole.
So I have an absolute FAVOURITE little tiny detail from Baby that I have seen absolutely no one mention yet.
Its right when Dean starts playing Night Moves and the first lyric comes up.
‘Was a little too tall / could’ve used a few pounds’
And then he points to Sam in this adorable little way. “Bro, you’re tall and skinny, man.” But he’s got this cute little affectionate grin on his face like he adores that about Sam. How Sam is a little too tall, and thinner than he had been a few years ago. Like he realizes the song fits even after he starts it. Its so cute. And Sam’s little smirk, and shake of his head while he’s sexily buttoning up his rumpled shirt.
Its just the cutest little moment, and I’ve seen no one mention the lyrics here and Dean’s point at Sam.
So Sarah here broke over a hundred followers somehow when I wasn’t looking and I’m not very good at these things, so I just wanted to thank some people who have been so nice to me since I started up Mama Ulric.
For Heart (the people I can’t wait to log-on and interact with or spy on):
As a raccoon-girl, Bandit was always a bit nocturnal… and forcing herself to adjust her waking habits to accommodate the questing lifestyle has left her with a bit of a narcolepsy problem. Cute girls falling asleep on the sides of roads is not very advisable in the world of BnF. :P
My first NSFW commission from Typo, and still one of my absolute favourites. I cannot overstate how adorable Bandit came out in this, as well as how soft and pretty those lips came out.
you are one of my favourite writers and i was wondering; would you be willing to share your thoughts on the use/overuse of adjectives and adverbs, and how you go about getting the best outcomes?
ooh, SURE. a nuts and bolts question! my favourite!
I have absolutely reached that stage in my writing life where I feel comfortable saying “fuck ‘em” to most of the so-called Rules Of Writing, as long as I’m aware of why they exist in the first place. I think that adjectives and adverbs should be in any writer’s toolkit: they can make prose lush, can give it colour and depth. I think that it takes a rare and particular kind of voice to successfully wipe them from your repertoire and still end up with good prose.
however, I agree that they can be egregiously (oh, what a good, meaty adverb that is!) overused.
my first drafts are STUFFED full of adverbs, because a first draft is me both telling myself the story and creating the image in my own mind, so I put in far more specific details than I need. there is always an editing sweep during which I am staring hard at my adverbs, deleting each one in turn, and trying to decide if the sentence works just as well without. very often it will. sometimes it won’t.
I know, I KNOW that I still overuse adjectives. often it’s because I’ll think of two adjectives that sit nicely together, or create a good rhythm, or contrast well, or are a nice balance of expected and unexpected, and so I’ll fall in love with my own cleverness, like peter pan, and use both of them. OR THREE OF THEM. I’m noticing this in my own writing more and more. I still think that sometimes, it creates a striking and effective image. I think that I need to learn to be more selective about when those sometimeses are, because this kind of linguistic trick is homeopathic, in a way: dilution gives it power.
I’m trying to work more on using unexpected or powerful verbs, and nouns, because that creates a more sparse and elegant sentence that still might make a reader pause appreciatively in their tracks.
an original short story I’m currently shopping around contains the following sentence:
Here and there, strong emotion carried the voices of the singers away from the melody.
looking at it now, I think it could even probably do without the adjective ‘strong’. but what I’m showing you is the fact that I don’t describe the song, or the singing, with adjectives. I could have said uneven song. I could have said emotional singing. instead I used the verb ‘to carry’ and I applied it to an unusual object–human voices–and it gives the sentence a kind of momentum that it might not have otherwise had. in my opinion, anyway.
and now here’s one of my favourite sentences from one of my favourite books (pat barker’s the ghost road):
Rivers fingered his lapel badge, his unimpaired nerves transmitting the shape of the cadaceus to his undamaged brain, his allegiance to a different set of beliefs confirmed without the conflict ever breaking the surface of consciousness.
the adjectives ‘undamaged’ and ‘unimpaired’ are VITAL to that sentence; more so in context (they are creating a precise contrast against what the character is looking at, which you can’t see here), but even in isolation you can hear that rhythmic echo, you can FEEL the emphasis, and you can feel it all the more strongly because they are the only adjectives or adverbs in that sentence. dilution. it’s a thing.
my advice boils down to this: be generous when writing and critical when editing. if a sentence looks tired or prosaic, try changing it to a metaphor with a striking noun, or make a verb stretch itself in an unusual direction. pick any page of your favourite book and take a close look at which adjectives and adverbs were kept, and think about why they work (or don’t).
be aware, but don’t be joyless. sometimes you need the sharp, singing edge of the word ‘ruthless’ and nothing else will do. and that’s exactly as it should be.