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Jules of Nature

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Jason: (ง •̀_•́)ง
whether it be melodies that give you inspiration for your muse or songs that get you into the writing mood — pick 10 songs you find to give you the urge, the drive, or the creativity to write for your muse !!
SONGS TO WRITE MY MUSE !
bury me face down // grandson.
DNA // kendrick lamar.
sunflower // post malone and swae lee.
the time is now // the north panics.
burning down the house // the used.
young and menace // fall out boy.
ready set let’s go // sam tinnesz.
dangerous // royal deluxe.
this is america // childish gambino.
the fighter // gym class heroes and ryan tedder.
TAGGED BY : the lovely @deadgrl ( a million years ago ) ! TAGGING : @alphacalled, @chaosblossomed, @invigilandi ( simon ! ), @dangeress, @wolfqueennamedstark !
beaniedbeat: // J. JONES
words find themselves caught in jughead’s throat — how could he possibly go see cassie when he broke her son’s heart? completely aware of the hypocrisy there, given the fact that he knows finn has similar fears about jughead’s own parents, he can’t help but wonder if… well, he can’t help but wonder a million things. more thoughts he shuts down, replaces with a laugh. “ hey, flowers are difficult, different ones say different stuff. ‘s a whole thing, I get it. ”
he tilts his head back, sticks his tongue out at his boyfriend but there’s too much fondness, too happy of a smile, for the gesture to be anything but playful and amused. it doesn’t take long for his fingers to start tapping gentle beats against the tabletop while finn’s talking to pop, something outside briefly catches his attention, and a part of him can’t help but think about how different things are, with him, with riverdale, whilst also being so much of… the same. boys in bulldogs jackets in the parking lot flirting with vixens, adults coming in with the same order they’ve had for decades, he vaguely catches sight of what’s probably a drug deal before finn’s back and he’s chuckling. “ was there ever any doubt that we’d stop being predictable? ”
“ nah, s’just... nice. that no matter how much things change, some stuff stays the same. ” finn’s not the person he was a year ago --- neither of them are, that much is obvious. or maybe... they’re the same people, they’ve both just done some growing. it’s hard to say which is the right answer. maybe they both are. regardless, it’s a riddle for another night, and he chuckles quietly to himself. “ we never used to sit across from each other. ” a seemingly inconsequential observation, but it’s one that’s been nagging at him. “ always used to be half on top of me while I was trying to eat. ”
he’d never minded; jughead would’ve very quickly found himself being shoved to the side if he had. “ almost feels more uh... adult, this way. ” not that he’d ever given a damn about projecting an air of maturity. he’d never had to. that just kinda came with being nearly six-four and looking like you carried cinder blocks around for fun. “ weird, but adult. ” if finn’s being honest, he’s missing the closeness, he’s still just terrible at asking for what he wants --- he’s made progress there, but jug still knows him better than anyone. he’s hoping he won’t have to ask for this.
#big serpent energy
want me to break your fingers? no? don’t fucking touch me then
FIVE SENSES AESTHETICS ! bold what applies to your muse / repost, don’t reblog !
SIGHT. small towns. big cities. six thirty curfews. lights that take the place of stars. blanket nests. light through the blinds as a wakeup call. found family. finding a single star in the middle of new york city. window shopping. watching something terrible and enjoying it. growing numb to the sight of injustice. wilted flowers. faded caricatures. bright, bold colours.
SOUND. crickets and lightning bugs. car engines and a/c units. a phone call to mom/dad. laughing with friends. jokes that are so bad you have to laugh. the clicking of computer keys. noise cancelling headphones. deafening gunfire. the sound of silence. muffled music from another room. drumming fingertips on a table. clicking of pens. listening to a clock and swearing the ticks are getting slower. ringing in the ears. the voice of someone you love. pitch shifted songs.
TOUCH. being held close during a long night. fleeting reassurances. holding hands when you’re scared. brushing fingers through strands of hair. freshly dried clothes. bruises on your knuckles. silk and satin. your favourite pet’s fur or feather. wringing your hands anxiously. snuggles. comforters in the dead of winter. nails against skin. cold metal. leather in summer.
TASTE. coffee in the morning. tea in the evening. bubblegum that has lost its flavour. alcohol burning the back of your throat. homemade cooking. blood in your mouth. stale air. mint. fresh vegetables. the processed taste of citrus candy. the first meal you cook by yourself that tastes good. foreign sweets. fast food. bittersweet. sour. spicy. sweet. bitter. too much salt on fries.
SCENT. morning glories and honeysuckles. freshly cut grass. hot chocolate in the middle of winter. nail polish. hospital rooms. smoke. hair spray. your favorite shampoo/conditioner. the scent of home. perfume. cologne. mint. something burning. wet dogs. copper. metal. leather. un-emptied ashtrays. something familiar yet different. campfires.
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angst meme !
been cheated on | been bullied | told a horrible lie | stolen something of value | overdosed on drugs | been drunk | passed out | cheated | bullied | punched someone in the face | been beaten up | broken a bone | been admitted to a hospital | had a near-death experience | been drugged | done drugs | smoked | kissed someone you weren’t attracted to | bled severely | killed someone | had an attempt on your life | made an attempt on your own life | lost someone | loved someone | gone without food for over three days | gone without sleep for over three days | been tortured | been slapped by a parent or higher up | been abused by someone who should have loved appreciated/valued you | had a panic attack | been in a car accident | had sex | had sex with a stranger | passed out from pain | cried yourself to sleep | spent a whole day in bed | hurt yourself | taken your anger out on yourself | taken your anger out on someone you love | been used | felt used | used | been terrified | played a cruel game on someone | been dominant | been submissive | been forced to smile | felt too many things at once | laughed when you felt like crying
tagged by : the lovely @chaosblossomed ! tagging : @bridgcsburncd ( for doc and melinda ! ), @invigilia ( for whoever ! ), @ofgreeneyes, @dangeress, @psychotickol
beaniedbeat: // J. JONES
he shrugs, an all too amused glint in his eyes as he thinks on exactly how the agreement to write anything for the register had come about. “ acid queen alice may have finally admitted that she’s not the absolute gold standard of journalism, apparently she was actually keeping up with some of what I was writing in college, or one of the dads and/or mom was bragging, probably some combination. either way, she appealed to my humanity and asked me to work on… a thing I can’t give details on yet. ” too pleased with himself, absolutely too pleased with himself — but it’s not often that alice cooper bends, and jughead’s been just bored enough that jumping at something to do was always going to happen. that deviously bemused look, though, softens when finn starts to talk about his family.
that had been a surprisingly difficult part of the split, feeling like he’s lost an entire extended family in addition to… well, the person he loved. even since getting back together, jughead’s been just a bit too gun-shy to really properly reach out to even just cassie, though he’s been kept largely up to date by his dad. “ mm, yeah, I heard wedding stuff’s stressful. can’t say I blame her. good that it’s happening, though, happy for them. ” there’s a small, annoyingly persistent, voice that’s been telling him for about a year now that he’s never going to have that, so of course it picks up, and of course jughead shuts it down as he flashes finn a smile.
“ you’ve known me for… most of my life now, I’m almost positive you know the answer to that question. ”
“ fine. keep your secrets.” but he’s grinning, the undeniable fondness on his face softening his words. he lifts jughead’s hand to his mouth to press a kiss to his knuckles, lessening the blow even further, and revels in being able to do something as simple as this again. alice cooper is the last thing on his mind as he takes a moment just to drink in the sight of a happy, relaxed jughead --- a sight he’d been convinced only a few months ago he’d never see again. and speaking of people who’d thought they’d never see his boyfriend again... “ you should go and see ma, though. she misses you. ” understatement. “ just don’t drop by while she’s choosing fuckin’ flowers, or somethin’, she’s terrifying when she’s in mother-in-law mode. ”
jughead’s answer to his question makes him chuckle, and he’s sliding out of the booth before the other can protest, leaning down to press a kiss to his boyfriend’s forehead. “ think I still remember what you like... and you can take that any way you want. ” he’s glad the flirting comes as naturally as it always has, with none of the hesitation he’d been worried would crop up. “ be back in a sec. ” pop’s been watching them with a familiar twinkle in his eyes, finn notices as he rattles off what used to be their regular order --- unnecessarily, as it happens, since pop informs him he’d already guessed as much. his chest feels tight for a moment, warmth rolling through him and leaving him beaming as he returns to their booth. “ almost two years and we’re still as predictable as ever, apparently. food’ll be here soon. ”
ship aesthetic → jughead jones && sweet pea feat. @swcctserpent
but I wanna stay with you until we’re grey and old just say you won’t let go
Sweet Pea | Riverdale
Episode 16 | Season 3
he is too big or she is too small?
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yeah i wanna make you cum but i also gotta check in on that mental health and see how your day was ok like what u need to talk about?? u can tell me while i go down on u