#joneshead

[cronchyradish]

Hi I just wanted to say I fucking love your username!

HELL YEAH REAL JONESHEADS ONLY ALLOWED ON THIS BLOG

#lmfao thank you #ask

[bubblegumxveil]

Nice Christmas icon nerd

THAT IS RUDE. I WILL LIVE IN CHRISTMAS IF I FEEL LIKE IT. CHRISTMAS EVERYDAY.

#joneshead

[ascotwearinga]

@joneshead​ didn’t ask but

straightening the bowl of chips, he steps back to examine his spread of snacks & video games, movies & drinks. was he trying too hard ? he was trying too hard. jug would know as soon as he stepped foot in there that something was wrong & sure, something was wrong but he didn’t want to jump right into that. he didn’t want to start off what would be their last weekend for who knows how long with the news that this would be exactly that -- he wanted to ease into that part. 

the knock on the back door lets him know that he’s there & he moves to flip the lock & let him in. ❛  hey ! i got everything set up. games, movies, food. whatever you wanna do -- i picked last time.  oh and mom and dad are at some.. mayor thing .  ❜

#remember when we talked about fred moving :/ #i think it's time #joneshead #✦ ─── are we delving into mysteries we weren’t meant to know ? \ VERSE 1 | ARC 2 .

[suitedblue]

         “Whadya think, Jug?” He asks, sliding down next to his best friend as he pulls a book from his backpack. “It’s not a -...not a-... pornographic magazine, but there are some interesting bits in it.” Glances briefly at the title: Beyond the Pleasure Principle by Sigmund Freud before he slips through the hefty title, scanning through. 

        “Dunno what all the fuss is about, if you ask me.” Teddy continues on, brow furrowing as he reads softly under his breath. “After we helped Dean out with his...issue - performance anxiety! Who would have thought? Bloke his size - er -...and by ...by size, I obviously - it’s... I meant how big he is - and I -...” flusters, he tries again, “er- ...the - he’s a big boy. Uh! Tall. Very tall young...man.” 

        “ -... Anyways er -...doesn’t sound too complicated, is what I’m trying to say.”

@joneshead​ 

#joneshead #!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #what a nerd. #icb this is ur friend jug.

[missamericanaed]

 ❝  do  you  think  cheryl  knows  that  the  line  in  bring  it  on  is  ❛  we  act  like  we're  on  speed  ❜  ,  not  that  we're  actually  on  speed?  ❞  she  asks,  sitting  down  in  the  chair  next  to  jughead  at  the  lunch  table.  ❝  the  things  she  thinks  we  can  do  in  just  forty-five  minutes  are  actually  crazy.  ❞ // @joneshead​

#✶ — › INTERACTIONS — ⌜ elena gilbert ⌟ #✶ — › CONTACT LIST — ⌜ jughead jones ⌟ #✶ — › FOR YOUR EYES ONLY— ⌜ closed starter ⌟ #✶ — › POSTING FROM BEYOND THE COMPUTER — ⌜ queue ⌟ #joneshead

[bikaelson-a]

@joneshead​ asked: “ do i deserve back pain at this age? ”

                      ‘  if  this  is  some  attempt  at  getting  a  back  massage  out  of  me  -  the  answer  is  no  .  ‘

#joneshead #‣ * asked . › answered . #‣ * interactions . › i've heard all about hope mikaelson and her sunny disposition . #q. #LMAO

[forgenotes-archived]

❛❛    you   are   ahead   by   a   century   -      and   disappointing   you’s   getting   me   down   .    ❜❜

@joneshead​   |    𝙇𝙔𝙍𝙄𝘾    𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙎    .

#LISTEN... L I. ST EN... #i know this might be too heavy for where they are at their friendship #however your ooc tag mentions gord and as such i am legally obligated to give you a hip quote #joneshead #❝ - 𝙄 '𝘿 𝙇𝙄𝙆𝙀 𝙏𝙊 𝙆𝙉𝙊𝙒 𝙅𝙐𝙎𝙏 𝙒𝙃𝘼𝙏 𝙄 𝘿𝙄𝘿 . / in character. #❝ - 𝙄 '𝙇𝙇 𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙉𝙆 𝘼𝘽𝙊𝙐𝙏 𝙄𝙏 . / queue.

[seduttora]

@joneshead​

                    𝙄𝙩   𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣’𝙩   𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣   𝙎𝙖𝙢   𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚   𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙙   𝙤𝙛   𝙝𝙚𝙧   ,   this   really   wasn’t   her   jam.   But   Clover   had   gotten   the   short   end   of   the   stick   ,   literally   –   except   in   their   case   it   the   shortest   q   –   tip.   Could   they   not   have   been   keeping   an   eye   on   a   girl   more   interesting   ?   A   girl   who   went   to   malls   like   a   normal   young   adult   ,   or   maybe   that   movie   that   Clover’s   been   meaning   to   see   –   NOT   a   poetry   slam.   She   bites   back   a   groan   as   she   turns   her   head   over   to   the   boy   sat   at   her   left   ,   at   least   he   was   kind   of   cute   ,   maybe   she   could   get   him   to   write   poems   about   her.

❝   Is   it   a   dress   code   for   all   poets   to   wear   thrift   store   dresses   and   ,   like   ,   hand   –   me   –   down   cardigans   ?   ❞   She   grins   at   him   ,   almost   forgetting   that   she   too   had   donned   strikingly   similar   attire.   When   in   Rome   !   But   she   laughs   it   off   ,   wracking   her   brain   for   the   most   relevant   poet   she   could   think   of.   Something   she’d   seen   on   the   internet   ,   or   more   accurately   ,   an   Instagram   caption.   ❝   Rupi   Kaur   once   wore   what   I’m   wearing   ,   so   that’s   different   ,   I’m   different.   I’m   –   ❞   Shit.   She   should’ve   thought   of   an   alias   beforehand.   She   was   too   mad   at   the   girls   for   forcing   her   to   come   here.   ❝   I’m   Ruby.   ❞

#joneshead #clover changing one letter basically to come up with her alias ? yes #i cant with this airhead #* clover b . / ft jughead jones . #* clover b . / main ver .

[thebansheeofthepack]

@joneshead​ likes for a starter  ❤︎

    Beacon Hills changed a lot over the couple of months - at least so it felt. Things probably didn’t change that much, Lydia was just not aware of everything that went on. But now that she was aware it changed her whole life. Hers and that of her friends.  It could easily feel overwhelming. Trying to manage school, being a teenager, dealing with the supernatural meanwhile keeping it all a secret from everyone who didn’t need to be involved with it. That’s why she decided to stay after class a bit to paint. It was quiet and calm and helped her relax a bit.

   After she was done, she did a little trip to her locker, picking up a book, before leaving school. That’s when she noticed the boy in the halls. “Jughead?” The readhead thought she was the last person still here - well maybe other than the sports teams, but as far as she knew, Jughead didn’t belong to any of them. “What are you still doing here?”

#joneshead

[fangkilled]

      “  you want to ask me that again?  “ her arms are folded over her chest and her hip leans against the railing, fingers tapping lightly on her bicep. oh, she heard him the first time. vampire hearing and all. but she figured it wouldn’t hurt to hear him ask her it again.

@joneshead​.

#joneshead #* main. on the hunt. #this is the most vague starter i've ever made #i really didn't know what verse to work with so !!!! #it's all up to you

[biggergiants-a]

@joneshead​ wanted a starter with Lizzie Saltzman!

         “ That was already broken when I got here. “ It wasn’t. It really wasn’t. The mess that surrounds her in the empty classroom is nothing if not caused by her. The biggest issue of them all was the large desk broken in half just in front of where Lizzie stood. Too many issues, the crazy one, a lot off her rockers - she can already hear what everyone would say when they found out she’d done this again. Always with her emotions on the surface, she was, and the more she thought about her problems, the more she tried to shove them down and ignore them, the more they seemed to explode into... Well, this. And she attempts to look innocent but such a look was never really well placed on her face. She simply can’t pull it off. But does she ever try. “ I don’t - I don’t know what happened.” And it’s half true; one minute she’s standing here, one minute she’s overthinking and suddenly there’s a scream (she thinks it might’ve been hers) and things are just... Broken. Like me. “  You should leave. “

#joneshead #lets play the can izzy make angst out of thin air game shall we #i'm izzy and i'll be your host for today

[naturallyglamorous-a]

@joneshead​ liked this for a starter

“ Have you tried switching up your style ?  A little less 90′s grunge and a little more clean-cut ? ”

#veronica: i am once again asking for you to dress better #joneshead #v: steal me with a kiss #{ when the working day is done } replies

[galaxiqs]

sawyer  isn't  used  to  wolves  she  doesn't  know.  but  the  vibe  of  wolf  is  strong  around  her.  there's  the  unknown  aspect  of  it  all  as  well,  causing  sawyer  to  be  on  edge  and  looking  around,  not  sure  what  exactly  was  happening.  she  paused,  tilting  her  head  to  the  side  at  the  man  she  didn't  recognize,  ❝  you,  ❞  she  moves  herself  into  his  path,  not  bothering  to  care  about  how  strange  that  was.  ❝  no  offense,  but  you  reek  of  fear.  what  has  you  so  scared?  ❞          /          @joneshead​  liked  the  oc  starter  call

#joneshead #I. WRITING ; SAWYER BLAKESLEY #V. STARTER ; CLOSED #VII. NOT HERE ; QUEUE

[lostkiids]

@joneshead​​ gets josslyn

          after being stuck in the house because of someone being after her step-father for, who could remember how long at this point, josslyn was elated to be back at school. sure, volleyball season was over now, but there were still plenty of things to look forward too. even homework. but right now, her focus was on class. boy did it feel good to be around her classmates again, and a hands on biology lab her first day back? things couldn’t be any better, honestly. “this is so cliche.�� josslyn chuckles towards her partner. “how many times have you dissected a frog in science class at this point? we did this twice in middle school.”

#joneshead #( josslyn jacks. )

[forgenotes-archived]

❛❛    all    my    old    friends    aren’t    so    friendly    .        and    all    my    old    haunts    are    now    haunting    me    .    ❜❜

@joneshead​    |    𝘿𝙄𝘿𝙉 ‘𝙏 𝘼𝙎𝙆 , 𝙂𝙀𝙏𝙎 𝙊𝙉𝙀 𝘼𝙉𝙔𝙒𝘼𝙔𝙎

#U DIDNT ASK...... BUT here i give u anyways lol #before i Dropped Off The Fucking Earth we mentioned her dipping out on the h squad bc like #*individuality is cool and draws her attention* so HERE U GO #the song is laughing with a mouth of blood by st vincent bc i am st.v TRASH #❝ - 𝙄 '𝘿 𝙇𝙄𝙆𝙀 𝙏𝙊 𝙆𝙉𝙊𝙒 𝙅𝙐𝙎𝙏 𝙒𝙃𝘼𝙏 𝙄 𝘿𝙄𝘿 . / in character. #joneshead #❝ - 𝙄 '𝙇𝙇 𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙉𝙆 𝘼𝘽𝙊𝙐𝙏 𝙄𝙏 . / queue.

[bubblegumxveil]

random emo because \\ @joneshead

      It was a different level of exhaustion Betty felt ever since her father’s heart attack had nearly taken his life and landed him in the intensive care unit of the hospital for the last several weeks. It was more than simply lack of sleep, being tired from staying up too late at night until she was forced from the room and told that visiting hours were over until the morning. It left little time for her to look after herself, not that she’d ever been so good with the task to begin with. Worrying about everyone else was her means of distraction, making sure that Alice was fed and clothed or at her every beck and call and making all the appropriate phone calls to family members and aftercare doctors to change Hal’s lifestyle for his impending trip home as soon as he regained his strength. Sleep was a nuisance to her, already not enough hours in the day for her to feel useful or accomplished as her dad continued to lie in a hospital bed and rarely conscious. The doctors promised her it was nothing to worry about, that he needed rest more than anything in his recovery but it was a ghostly image that stuck with her when she’d feared the worst that he might not pull through at all. She had taken to busying herself with anything, cleaning the entire house from top to bottom, reorganizing every nook as if somehow the change could affect the speed of her father’s recovery. It was dangerous territory for her to tread, the obsessive and compulsive need for control over her environment obvious to everyone else around her that spoke of an entirely different issue more personal in nature due to her own struggles with mental health over the years. It was well past midnight before she came through the front door of the Cooper home, several hours past visiting hours at the hospital and having gone unreachable by cell phone since she’d promised her mother she was heading straight home. She assumed her loop of incessant thoughts would be her only company in the vast and desolate house but she was surprised to see a fire burning in the fireplace and a familiar denim jacket draped over the back of the couch. Almost as if on cue, Jughead appeared in the doorway from the adjoining dining room and kitchen wiping his hands on one of Alice’s good dish towels looking perfectly comfortable at ease in her childhood home. “You’re still here?” She looked just as dumbfounded as she sounded, still standing in the entryway with her jacket on and purse still slung over her shoulder.

#joneshead #twilight between childish & grown-up things | the in-between verse