Hi :) So I used to read your fics and stories all the time (back when I was obsessed with Riverdale and Bughead) and then I stopped watching the show and I wasn't on here much. But now I'm sort of back and I want to go back reading your stuff! I LOVE them!
So can I just ask are you still writing as you were? and the books you sold (wohoo) are extended fics or something else? Also, are you still on AO3 and here? do you have wattpad?
Sorry for all the questions you don't have to answer if you don't want to... I just really missed your writing and I want to dive right back in :)
Hi :) well, you caught me on what’s probably my last week active on here. I have one last Bughead fic to post, within the hour actually and then I think I’m officially done. I’ve given all I have to give. There is a sequel I had wanted to write and who knows, maybe one day I will but after I post my fic today, I think I’m finished writing Bughead.
The book I published is an earlier Bughead fic (with names changed of course) Summer Storm. Available where books are sold.
My fics are still up on Ao3….available to registered users only. The one I’m posting today will be unlocked for a couple days only.
After this week, I won’t be active here….if I am, it will be rare. but please feel free to follow me on Instagram @madelynejames77 and on TikTok (although I’m not super active there) @writer_madelyne_james (writer MJ)
(Madelyne James is my pen name)
I will begin to focus more on publishing and working on original stories :)
Thank you for all your support over the years and I hope you keep enjoying my stories. Have fun on the re-read 😊❤️
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2023 FFRC - July🌞
Hello friends! July passed in the blink of an eye. I'm definitely not looking forward to the end of summer (because it snows like 9 months of the year where I live and I just want to freaking enjoy my back-yard okay!?) Anyway - I hope you've all been enjoying the sunshine.
As far as the @fanfic-reading-challenge goes- I’m 5 tasks away from finishing the whole thing - (4 of which I can’t finish until December) so that’s neat. Gotta get up to 15 million words and then I'll just be waiting to finish the monthly tasks. This month I got to help Juulna sort out next year's list of tasks though and that was a super fun time.
July 2023
As you can see, I read lots of really great stories this month. I reread a lot of fic and then double read fics too - there isn't a lot of new content for Wenvier so I reread over and over again. It's never a bad time to reread. I also read a Needle Bughead story that I'd held off on because of the tags - but it was wonderful - as all of her stories are. I'm glad I came back to that one. And given the circumstances, I think I'm going to deep dive into some Fexi favourites this week - so if you have any suggestions, please send them my way. 💔
As always - I’ve gathered a couple recs but I'm going to put them under the cut to save your dashboard. I hope you enjoy them.
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Dear Annabel Lee by @ozmathegreatand (Wenvier - T 6/6)
Summary: Wherein Wednesday is forced to Cyrano her own love story when she is tasked to take up the mantle of Annabel Lee, the school newsletter's biweekly advice column, and receives a letter from Xavier asking for advice on how to get over her.
Notes: It's always a special treat when someone gifts you a fic. BUT it's even more special when the fic is as fun and lovely as this one. Wednesday is forced to be an advice columnist and Xavier unknowingly bears is soul to her. It's funny and sweet and yet still perfectly in character. It's wonderful. Read and Review. Do it! 😉
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Xavier Knows Wednesday Loves Him (series) by Agmo (Wenvier - T/E 4 fics)
Summary: Xavier keeps a running list in a notebook in his desk drawer.
Notes: This story started out with one story with bullet points of how Xavier knew Wednesday Loved him - then expanded into this SUPER cute fic with a chapter for each one of those points (but the chapters are sometimes only a few lines long). Then there are a couple more one-shots to really flesh out some of the bigger points. And each and every one of them was delightful. All told, the series of 4 stories is only 20,000 words, so it's not long but it's wonderful and funny and touching and perfect. Give it a try!
Starving Faithful by @shesonlylittle (Fez/Lexi- E 1/1)
Summary: In most respects, he’s a nineteen year old. With the glaring exception that he can feel where his wings have been clipped— and that he can nudge the material world a little, here and there, from time to time.
He has childhood memories, a normal human’s wants and desires, but he also knows he’s got a divine mission. And that he has it because he fucked up somehow. Ash was supposed to be his redemption. He was supposed to watch over him, keep him safe.
-- or: Fallen Angel Fez has one last shot at redemption, his new charge Lexi Howard. Guardian Angels probably shouldn't be down bad for the humans in their safekeeping, though.
Notes: I have a lot of feelings right now. After yesterday's news - the first thing I did was go find and read a Fexi fic to calm my broken heart. This one is SO good. Fez is SO well written. And there is a lot of neat religiosity that fits with him too. It hurts to read because we've lost Angus - but it has a happy ending and it's beautiful. So you should read it too!
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See you back here in a few weeks! Happy reading! 🖤
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The INXS Life Update - Chp 19
Thank you so much to everyone for loving this Fic. I’m so sorry it took so long to update but it’s here and the next chapter will also be updated next week as well. I hope everyone still loves it as much as I do and still loves bughead even tho the show has gone a different way. ❤️❤️❤️
Read now on Ao3
Sneak peak below…
Betty smiled as they swayed together to the soft music. She loved it when he did that. It made her insides curl and twist, turning her on to no end. Giving her a primal urge to jump his bones every time. But these days everything Jughead did turned Betty on.
“This is the best fucking Christmas gift I could ask for,” Jughead whispered with such love Betty wished the baby could hear him. His lips tickled her cheek as he spoke, sending goosebumps down her spine.
“You're both more than I ever wished for Jug. I don’t know how I got so lucky.” Fisting his leather jacket she kissed him. Teasing his lips and diving deeper the second he let her.
They left soon after, sneaking away when no one was looking. Their impatience making the walk home seem a lot longer than it was. It was freezing cold with the snow getting thicker, but that just made Jughead hold Betty tighter to his side as they walked.
Eventually Betty led Jughead into their trailer and straight to their bedroom, her heart racing with every step. She turned to face him when she reached their bed, giggling as he stumbled right into her and he fell on top of her in a Clumsy playful mess. Jughead had had more drinks than he realised and couldn’t help his two let feet and clumsy kisses.
They both laughed together hysterically between attempts at sealing their lips together. But their playful antics soon turned heated when Jughead trailed his lips down Betty's neck and lower over her bulging tits, leaving harsh deep marks in his wake. Biting and sucking like a hungry animal. Betty’s breathing turned ragged, her body shivering when she rolled on top of him and pressed her mouth against his in a messy kiss.
She straddled his lap, grinding hard against him. The weight of his hooded eyes looking up at her as their bodies rolled together made her soaking wet. Her pussy was throbbing against his hard dick the friction not enough. Betty moaned helplessly, needing his dick inside her. There was no time for games or teasing tonight.
She leaned back, holding his gaze as she tugged her sweater and bra off, throwing them aside. His hands gripped her waist painfully, moving her back and forth across his crotch faster and faster. Jughead loved it when Betty took what she wanted from him. It was sexy as hell.
“You want my dick baby?” Jughead's eyes watched Bettys tits bounce.
“Ahuh,” Betty whimpered, fisting Jughead's hair tightly as she leaned her body down and pressed her mouth to his. Frantically fiddling to undo his jeans and belt.
“Then fucking take it,” he taunted in her ear pulling her panties to the side under her skirt. Jughead knew he was tipping her further over the edge with each word he spoke. “I want to make you come.”
Jughead looked up at Betty as she eased down onto his dick. Betty’s face contorting with pain and pleasure. “FUCK!” They both groaned when Jughead suddenly thrusted up, impaling Betty harshly on his thick cock. He was pressed so deep inside her he almost came there and then and they hadn’t even started yet.
“Shit your pussy always feels so good, Betts. Every goddamn time.”
Jughead started to move then. Greedy for his climax. Greedy to make Betty come undone. Growling like an animal he pounded up into her pulling her down at the same time driving into her.
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for @riverdalepromptathon: week twelve
>> The Five Seasons (almost) + I got to do things my own way darling (+ rainbow, as in: this word was used once in the story!)
A very big thank you to @imreallyloveleee and everyone involved in creating and managing the @riverdalepromptathon. It has been a source of great pleasure to read the incredible stories and see the beautiful art, gifs and edits everyone created. On a personal note, it provided the (very unexpected but very welcomed) inspiration to attempt some not research-related writing of my own for the first time in many many years. For that, I’m more grateful that I can ever say.
I have a tag that goes: riverdalepromptathon wednesday >> riverdale wednesday. I mean it from the bottom of my heart.
This is a rather silly story involving: a varchie wedding, bughead shenanigans, a clerk with abysmal plant jokes and a rather impressionable Archie. Not in that order. Oh dear.
No harm no foul
“I got to do things my own way, darling.”
That’s what he said to Veronica when she proposed to hire a wedding planner. The whole point of him offering to take care of things, however, was so that she wouldn’t have to be bothered with anything. And a wedding planner would most definitely bother the bride, once they met with this particular groom. Besides, Veronica didn’t want a big splashy wedding. She’d already done that with Chadwick. What she wanted was a celebration made only for her and Archie and their closest friends. When Chad’s trial date was announced and they realized that there would only be one week between then and the date they’d set for their wedding, Archie was adamant: he would take care of planning everything, she would take care of putting her ex in prison.
Standing in the middle of an empty parking lot 10 miles from Riverdale with only 24 hours to go before the wedding ceremony, Archie sincerely regrets the confidence with which he’d made that statement six months ago.
“So,” the clerk shifts nervously on his feet, “we haven’t had much experience with this kind of thing.” His name tag proclaims him to be: Five Seasons Total Landscape Inc. / Patrick L. / How May I Help You? “Or any experience at all, actually!” Patrick L. How May I Help You titters. “We don’t have a fridge for the caterers either,” Patrick goes on. “They called yesterday, you know. The caterers. And … uhm … yeah. We don’t have a fridge.” He looks back at Archie.
Archie blinks at the empty parking lot. “My fiancé had to attend a very important trial” he says in a robotic voice ignoring the nervous man beside him. “So, I promised to take care of the wedding planning.”
“Ah, you rose to the occasion, so to speak?” Patrick L. May I Help You waggles his eyebrows for emphasis. “Not many grooms would do that, I think. You’re one in a melon!” Patrick L. May I Help You attempts a half-hearted pound on Archie’s shoulder.
Archie turns to look at Patrick for the first time.
“I’m rooting for you?” Patrick says but he sounds less sure than before.
“What exactly is landscaping?” Archie asks.
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Jughead is engrossed in some very pleasurable activities when his phone rings, so it’s only natural to ignore it. But then the phone rings again. And again. And again.
“Just answer it, Jug.”
A tousled mop of black hair peeks under the sheets to look for the offending device. Archie Andrews’ name flashes on the screen eliciting a groan from Jughead.
“Yeah, Archie, what is it?” Jughead holds the phone with one hand and dives back under the covers.
No sound.
“Arch?” Jughead tries again, this time louder. A strangled moan comes from the other side.
Jughead abruptly sits up. Betty lifts her head frowning. He looks at her and puts the call on speakerphone.
“Archie, can you speak? Where are you?”
“Heeeeeeelp …” Archie whimpers.
Jughead and Betty look at each other and shoot out of the bed hastily groping for their clothes.
“Buddy, what is it? Is it a bear?”
“Oh Goooood ….” sobs Archie.
“Listen, Archie. Me and Betty, we are tracking your location right now. We’re coming for you! Hold on tight!”
Half-dressed and breathless, they streak out of her house and into the car.
“Where to?” Betty yells over the skidding tires.
Jughead next to her remains silent.
“Jughead, where to!” Betty yells again, the car roaring down Elm Street.
“The Five Seasons Total Landscape Inc. … down the road towards Centreville?”
“What?” Betty turns to him.
“Hey! Eyes on the road!” he points. Betty makes a wild swerve to course correct.
“Uhm … that’s the reading from Archie’s GPS, Betts. The Five Seasons Total Landscape Inc.”
Foot jammed hard on the accelerator, Betty wonders what on earth Archie’s doing there.
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When they arrive, the Five Seasons Total Landscape Inc. parking lot is empty but for Archie’s truck and Archie himself frantically pacing back and forth.
Betty cocks her Glock P80 and Jughead grips his baseball bat even harder as they approach cautiously. “Hey, Archie, what are you doing here?” Jughead calls out.
Archie turns manic eyes on him. “I was supposed to take care of the wedding plans!” he wails rather unhelpfully, Jughead thinks. “I ordered the cake and I booked the catering, and sent the invitations, and arranged for music, and hired a photographer!”
Betty and Jughead look at each other.
“And booked the venue!” Archie concludes opening his hands widely in an all-encompassing gesture.
“Ok?” Jughead offers tentatively still looking around for hidden dangers.
“This! Jughead!” yells Archie pirouetting around the parking lot like a deranged ballerina. “This is the venue I booked! Instead of the back garden in the Five Seasons Hotel, I booked this! For God’s sake, I didn’t even know this place existed!”
Archie’s too busy black-swaning to see the troubled look shared between Jughead and Betty.
“I don’t even know what landscaping means, guys!”
“That’s ok, Archie. It’s because you failed your SATs” Betty cajoles.
Archie turns to her. “So?”
“So what?” Betty blinks nonplussed decocking the Glock.
“So, what does landscaping mean?” Archie asks.
“Oh! Uhm, it’s the art of changing the appearance of a piece of land, so that it looks more attractive, Arch. Making something look more like natural countryside.”
Archie mulls this over for a bit.
She glances at Jughead, who just shrugs.
“Ronnie is going to kill me.”
Jughead thinks that’s a fair conclusion.
“Ronnie is going to kill me and then she’s going to call the wedding off!” Archie laments.
Neither Jughead nor Betty attempt to correct the inherent fallacy of this syllogism. Another look passes between them. A decision is silently made.
“Hey,” Jughead puts his hand on Archie’s shoulder. “We will make this work, Arch.”
“It’s a parking lot, Jughead!” Archie wails.
Betty grabs his other shoulder. “Do you trust us, Archie?”
Archie quiets down. This, he knows, is a trick question.
“Yes?” he offers, not sure that’s the answer Betty’s looking for. He doesn’t want to piss her off on top of angering Veronica.
“Good.” Betty pats his hair. “Go take care of the catering and the flowers and what not and we will make sure that by tomorrow afternoon this place is transformed into something suitable for a wedding.”
Archie opens his mouth to protest, so Betty hastens to rephrase her statement: “Into something suitable for Veronica’s wedding, Archie. Go.”
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Making a wedding venue out of a parking lot, Betty and Jughead find out, is two parts blackmail (Betty) and eight parts dumb luck (Jughead), as the Five Seasons Total Landscaping Inc. manager happens to be a huge fan of both The Outsiders and The Mothman Cometh. He puts them in contact with a plant nursery that agrees to rent them enough greenery to fence in the lot and conceal the business’s building.
Veronica becomes suspicious when the bridal limo passes by the Welcome to Riverdale sign. Betty should have guessed that Ronnie would know about Archie booking The Five Seasons (though thankfully not about which Five Seasons). When she asks her if she really wants to get married in a hotel owned by her father (who is very much not invited to the wedding), Veronica offers no rebuttal.
When they arrive, the place is completely transformed into a tropical wonderland, with palm trees in wooden containers marking the perimeter and a multitude of rainbow-coloured flowers covering every available spot. White Christmas lights are hanging from the branches leading to the beautiful gazebo constructed by Archie.
There are vows, and cake, and champagne, and music, and all in all -Betty and Jughead think- the wedding party is a huge success.
“Do you think Archie has figured it out yet?” Betty asks, looking at the happy couple kissing on the dance floor. She’s taking a breather from dancing, her bare feet on Jughead’s lap.
“Naah …” Jughead rubs gentle circles up and down her calves. “What worries me is Veronica.”
Betty takes another sip of champagne from her glass. “She’s not suspecting yet. Eventually she’ll put two and two together. But I think she loved this. She won’t be mad.”
Jughead squeezes her leg. “One more dance?” he asks. Betty puts her glass down.
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Six months ago
“Oh my God! Jug! Listen to this: a rock concert is to be hosted at the Five Seasons Total Landscape Inc.!”
“Really?! That’s hilarious! Imagine if it becomes a cult music venue … Foo Fighters at the Five Seasons Total Landscape Inc.!”
“Black Stone Cherry at the Five Seasons Total Landscape Inc.!”
“Paramore at the Five Seasons Total Landscape Inc.!”
”Did you know they have a branch on the road towards Centreville?”
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“Hey, guys! Can you keep it down a bit? I’m trying to make a phone call here!”
.
“Sorry, Arch!”
“Sorry, buddy!”
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Now … where was he? … Ah, yes finding the contact info for the Five Seasons Hotel. No … That’s not right … What was it? … Ah, yes! The Five Seasons Total Landscaping Inc. … Perfect!
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