#bugheadfanfic

[mrscolesprouse]

FINAL FULL LENGTH CHAPTER OF

WON’T YOU PROMISE ME, WE’LL KEEP DANCING

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Outside, the rain continues. The sun hangs heavy in the sky, shrouded by the clouds that surround it, the city covered in darkness, ready for impending nightfall. Jughead’s eyes are tired and he feels the purple bruises under them darken and sink further into his skin. He leans back in his desk chair, running his hands across his face before looking back down at his unfinished manuscript. He sighs, looking at the fifteen pages he barely managed to get out, before standing up and shutting his laptop.

He draws back the window curtain to see the city’s darkness, arriving early due to the rain. He shuts his curtain and turns to walk out of his office/living area. He walks left to go down his hall and into the kitchen.

He’s pretty lucky. His apartment isn’t as shitty as what he thought he’d be living in at this age. He’d been in a shitty dorm in college but after his book sold, he’d bought this loft. It was sectioned off with tall shelves and storage cupboards that didn’t reach the ceiling. It was mostly grey but had enough colour that it didn’t look like he was a vampire, living in the dark eternally. It was big--big for a New York studio apartment--and it was all his. Jughead loves his apartment, his home. He’d gladly stay cooped up by himself, eating nothing but pizzas and burgers, increasingly growing outward and writing novels until the end of time.

He rounds his kitchen table and switches on his coffee machine, placing a mug underneath as it begins to pour inside. The soft, steady cadence of the dark liquid dripping into his ceramic mug mixes in with the gentle stream of rain that patters against his roof.

He closes his eyes, feeling the calming sounds lull him into a sense of peace, time stopping for a short moment before the world starts up again.

Suddenly and abruptly, there are a series of knocks on the door.

The coffee machine switches off, dinging in alert that the coffee is ready.

Dinging in alert that what he’s been waiting for is finally here.

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[velvetsugarbabexo]

Newly single Betty Cooper impulsively books an overdue holiday, desperate to get away from work and the stress of Hollywood. Before she knows it, she’s in an English cottage, alone on Christmas. Beginning to regret the house swap she draws up plans to leave, only to be interrupted by a tipsy dark haired stranger. All it takes is a lazy smirk to stretch across his face and Betty’s mind goes blank -- all plans of going home are quickly forgotten, instead replaced with olive skin, blue eyes and the name Jughead Jones.

Just a little something for @riverdale-events​ Home for the Holidale: Theme 1 <3

Thank you to my darling beta @moons2stars​!!! Lisa you are a godsend and i love u  

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[tikigoddess]

Today is my birthday bitches!!!!

As I was wondering if I could request some Bughead fan fiction as I refuse to watch until all this Barchie bullshit is over. I have some ideas and if anyone would write it out or write any new big head one shot/Drabble/multi chapter it’d be so greatful here is the one or two ideas I had and extra bonus if it had smut of anyone chooses to oblige me:

Betty and Jughead are getting married and it’s her bachelorette weekend, could be in Vegas or New York or wherever and Veronica and the girls get her a stripper or want to get her a stripper. But Jughead hears about it before hand and get Jelous so he intercepts the stripper to not go or send the stripper to the wrong address and decides to be Betty’s stripper cause no one else will dance for Betty except him, even though he can’t really dance. But Betty is so pleased and turned on that it can end in smut or not you’re chooseing Archie and the guys can help getting rid of the stripper. And or teach him how to dance/twerk

OR:

Pregnant Betty or Serpent Betty and Serpent King Jughead. It’s a few years down the road and Betty is pregnant with their first child. Everyone is excited and kinda supportive. And how all the serpents takes Betty’s side and if Jughead makes a slip up all he gets his ass handed to him by the gang.

If anyone writes anything please tag me these are just ideas you don’t have to write these anything Bughead would be wonderful

@mieteve-minijoma @lizzybuggie @i-know-you-can @jjonesin4 @imreallyloveleee @bugheadsextape @thetaoofbetty

Anyone who writes Bughead fan fiction could step up

[barelylivingforlili]

Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Riverdale (TV 2017)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Betty Cooper/Jughead Jones, Betty Cooper & Jughead Jones
Characters: Betty Cooper, Jughead Jones, Bret Weston Wallis, Mr Telling OC Character
Additional Tags: Fluff and Smut, Sexual Tension, Best Friends, alternative universe, Smut, Stonewell Prep, Jughead Jones is Not Asexual, It’s a bet!, Minor Betty Cooper/Jughead Jones, Betty is secretly smol, Oh so is Jughead, bughead - Freeform, One Shot, Bret is not so secretly gay for Jughead
Summary: An alternative universe where Betty and Bret are best friends at Stonewell Prep… until Jughead Jones walks into their classroom. What’s some friendly competition between best friends? Or Betty and Jughead have great chemistry. Bret really had not chance. I WROTE THIS SUPER EARLY IN THE MORNING AND APOLOGIZE IF IT’S AS CRAP AS I THINK IT IS ❤️

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Come along lovelies!!!! Here waiting for y'all💛💛💛💛

[itsaworldofwords]

Hello everybody!

I’m back to tell you that I tried to fix my last fic! There were many errors that I really couldn’t leave unedited!🙈

ALSO!

I’m working on something new!💪 Next week I’ll try to give you a sneak peek!

I’ll leave you with the summary of I’ll Be Free When The World Ends for one last time.

Betty Cooper wasn't used to friends, wasn't used to people. Her mother made her believe that to succeed in life she needed to concentrate on school and school alone. Nothing else. No friends. No boyfriends. No one. She felt imprisoned in her own house. She hated her life but she was looking ahead for the day she would leave for college. Then the world went up in flames and everything changed. She was alone in a post apocalyptic world and she preferred it that way. Until the circumstances obliged her to change her mind.

[itsmarscosta]

You

“There’s something sweet about knowing you’re going to die.”

Synopsis: Some say life brings people together. However, it’s the fortuity of Death and an empty and dark rooftop that bring Betty Cooper and Jughead Jones together. She’s someone he wasn’t expecting, and he’s just what she never knew she needed. But when it comes to matters of life and death, nothing is ever that simple. Especially not love.

Finally! I’m so happy for finally being able to share this with you! 

Read Chapter One: “A Spark In the Darkness” here.

A huge thanks to @shrugheadjonesthethird for the amazing aesthetic and for being such an amazing beta!

[tea-and-cardigans]

Halloween Vices and Virtues - Day Two - @buggiebreak

Zombies/Gluttony

Trigger Warning: Main Character Death

Drabble after the cut.

She tried to ignore it at first. The gradual paling of his skin, the bags under his eyes that seem to get darker and darker, but when the cloudiness sweeps over his pupils she can’t ignore it any longer.

The infection.

Everyone’s different she tells herself, there is still time.

But whether it is days, weeks, months. Eventually the hunger always takes over.

She’s started to check herself for signs of infection as each day passes. But her eyes remain as blue and clear as ever. And she considers the weight of the gun in her hand.

He’s stopped sleeping now. Just lies there with his eyes wide staring into the black above them.

Blue veins marr his skin and she knows. She knows the hunger will soon overtake him and he won’t be hers anymore. Just a shell, holding the parasite within.

“Juggie,” she whispers, and his eyes flit towards her. There is still concern there and it almost makes her change her mind. “Close your eyes for me.” And he does.

The metal feels heavy in her hands, and she can’t fight the tremble as she cocks the trigger. The click makes him flinch.

She presses the muzzle against his temple, and his breathing slows. Her hand runs over his cheek as she ignores the signs of infection, seeing Jughead as he was and how she will remember him in the time to come.

“I love you, Betts,” he whispers and she chokes back a sob.

“I love you too.”

The bang is deafening, the only sound for miles as it seems to echo around her.

And now she is truly alone.

[softsprouse-blog]

Does anyone know the name of the bughead fanfic where Jug lives with Fred and Archie and Betty goes over there because she’s best friends with him, and they end up drinking tequila in his room and sleeping together, and Archie hates them together, and tries to kiss her in the bathroom at dinner??

[clozzersaurus]

NEW CHAPTER!!!

Chapters: 7/? Fandom: Riverdale (TV 2017) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Betty Cooper/Jughead Jones Characters: Betty Cooper, Jughead Jones, Veronica Lodge, Cheryl Blossom, Polly Cooper, Archie Andrews, Hiram Lodge, Jason Blossom, Alice Cooper, Hal Cooper, Ethel Muggs, Hermione Lodge, Jellybean Jones Additional Tags: bughead - Freeform, bugheadau, AU, Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Eventual Smut, Eventual Romance, Angst, Slow Burn, Co-workers, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Riverdale AU Summary:

Fresh out of college, Betty Cooper gets a dream job working for Lodge Publishing House. The only problem is, her and Veronica Lodge have been best friends for four years, and some of her fellow colleagues, particularly one Jughead Jones, don't take too kindly to her personal connections with the Lodge family.

[addictedtofiction03]

Never Stopped (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/EoUmANLlxR It's been a year since Betty has seen Jughead. It also has been a year since she left Riverdale without a word to anyone. She tried moving on with her life and thought she was doing a good job until she transfers to a different university only to run in the Jughead who happens to go to the same school. What will happen when she tells him the truth? That she didn't do what they agreed? Will Jughead forgive her? Can she forgive herself? Bughead Cover by Elizabethbettscooper on tumblr.

[mrscolesprouse]

ahh!!!

finally, here is my secret santa submission for @bugheadfangirl !!!

i hope you enjoy <3

all the way home i’ll be warm

[dreamer757]

A Day in the Life of Empire Records - Chapter 9

Chapter 9 - Making Amends - Read on Ao3

Summary: Jughead writes, the gang attends a funeral and relationships are mended.

Sneak peek: Corey’s covered her face briefly to end her laughter, looking up to give Deb a curious glance. “Why are you being so nice to me?” Corey asked, tilting her head to the left.Deb pushed off the wall and gave Corey a knowing stare. “Let’s save the Hallmark moment,” she quipped, winking at her and Betty before exiting the bathroom, leaving the girls to roll their eyes at her usual quirkiness.

Artwork by @theheavycrown

Headcanons by @shymeg

[tikigoddess]

This is what I’m gonna do.

Since the show is doing us dirty like most I’m not gonna watch on Wednesday we’ll I couldn’t watch it live since I have to work,those that do watch please give us the summaries for the episodes and will watch again if and when Bughead get back together. And it’s a shame too since hedwig is one of my favorite musicals. But for me at least right now I won’t watch past 416. So I implore all the fan fiction writers keep writing. Please don’t leave us in a lurch you keep this fandom going. Please Give us good stories to forget about this nonsense. Please keep the lifeblood going especially @lizzybuggie @mieteve-minijoma @night-hawk94 @thetaoofbetty and all the other writers I don’t know the tumblr name to.

[barelylivingforlili]

Hey do you know any fics I can read from last episode ? I’m struggling to find some sort of Bughead from it.

Hello! Yes I actually just wrote one! Im not too sure if there are many more out there. I made it so I could help the people who love Bughead feel better.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/23698291

[l-esprit-de-l-escalier]

Bughead Fanfiction AU: The Eye Of The Beholder

Hi. So this is my first time writing on tumblr and for this fandom. I hope you guys like it. A little backdrop on this story- RIVERDALE AU so Jughead is a serpent and has always studied at Southside High so he never met Betty. FP still goes to jail and his mom and Jellybean still move away. Betty kinda has a curse. She takes the appearance of what the beholder thinks is beauty.

Betty Cooper was used to being what people wanted her to be. She fulfilled their expectations that sat heavy on her shoulders every day, she was who they wanted even if that wasn’t what she wanted and she looked the way they wanted. Quite literally. 

Elizabeth Cooper, born to Alice and Hal Cooper had perfect light brown hair and green eyes and soft hands. Betty Cooper, sister to Polly Cooper, was petite had freckles, blue eyes and hair that was her shade of sunshine. Betty, best friend to Archie Andrews, was short and curvy with dark hair and eyes. Cousin Betty, related to Cheryl Blossom, was tan and athletic with hair dyed the color of strawberries and eyes like a kaleidoscope. B, best friend of Veronica Lodge, was dark blonde and tall and like a super model.

Betty Cooper was a cursed individual in her opinion. A one in a million shape shifter that took the shape of what the beholder thought was beauty. They never saw her like she saw herself in the mirror. 

She felt like a constructed image. Be who people want you to be. Get perfect marks to get in a good school. Maintain the image, Betty.

At 17, Betty Cooper had many people tell her she was beautiful. Every time they did she’d say, “Thanks. Can I know what you see?” 

And every time she was disappointed. 

“Your eyes are so pretty! Black like the night sky. And that skin-”

“I love your hair. Tell me, is that shade of red natural?”

“Damn Cooper. Look at that-”

“I need to know. Where do you get your tan? I mean, girl, -”

“Perfect marks, Ms Cooper. I expect-”

She’s shake her head, smile and brush it off because deep inside, Betty Cooper didn’t feel beautiful. To her, all those people complimenting her were white noise. They didn’t see her. She wasn’t their idea of beauty. And every time someone complimented what they thought she looked like, the real Betty died a little inside.

Jughead Jones was looking for a fresh start. He couldn’t do it anymore. The way people looked at him began tearing him apart, piece by piece. Even when they were gone he could still hear their whispers. 

“-long before he’ll murder us?”

“Just like his father that one. Stay away-”

“-Jones. Even his own mother didn’t want him.”

“Just trash from the wrong side of the tracks. Doesn’t deserve-”

“-Serpent King? Kid’s a joke. Useless piece of-”

It was driving him insane. The weight of the leather jacket on his shoulders beginning suffocate him. Even the beanie he wore couldn’t stop dark thoughts from constantly invading his mind. 

So, at the end of the school day at Southside High on the ‘wrong’ side of Riverdale, Jughead Jones jumped on his motorcycle, ignored the rain and and tried to race away from it all.

When the day ended at Riverdale High, Betty Cooper maintained her perfect smile as she wished her friends goodbye and assured them that yes, they would see her at the football game this weekend.

As she walked down the wet street to her house a motorcycle whizzed past her, ruffling her ponytail and spraying dirty water on her immaculate pastel clothes. She frowned ever so slightly at the back of the motorist speeding away. 

Her frown disappeared and eyes widened in horror as she saw his bike skid across the road suddenly. Ignoring her previous annoyed feelings and hoisting her bag firmly on her shoulders, she ran to the accident site.

Jughead groaned as he felt his head throb from the impact it made on the road. Thanks to his helmet he wouldn’t have a concussion but he reckoned he’d be dealing with a pretty nasty bruise. One of his legs was trapped under his motor cycle and despite his bloody hands, he was desperately trying to free it.

Suddenly, he felt the weight being lifted off him and hear the click of the stand falling in place. The next thing he knew, soft hands were clutching his jacket and making their way down his body, looking for injuries.

He opened his eyes to look at the most beautiful face he had every seen. In that one moment he saw all her beauty and all her darkness and knew.

Her hair was sunlight entering the library early in the morning. Her eyes were green like the freshly cut grass in the park his mother used to take him and Jellybean to play in when they were younger but held untold sadness. Her skin was like porcelain and her delicate features were drawn in a concerned frown that drew his attention to her pink lips that looked like sin incarnate.

He saw the slight bags under her eyes from late nights studying and the barely noticeable puffiness that came from crying at night. There were faint worry lines on her forehead and she looked like she carried the weight of worlds on her shoulders. 

She was an enigma. And he knew, she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. 

“Hey mister.” He heard her say. Her voice was worried and Jughead couldn’t help but think that it was the most beautiful sound he had every heard. 

“I need you to cooperate with me. If you understand, nod. Please.” 

Jughead nodded and licked his lips. His throat suddenly dry. 

“I hear you.”

Betty was having a very hard time keeping herself in check. She kept on reminding herself that this man had just been in an accident and may need medical assistance and she needed to be ready to administer first aid.

She had ruled out the possibility of anything serious. It just seemed to be bumps and bruises. Nothing a few days wouldn’t fix.

She looked at him again, her hands were still on his body and she couldn’t find it in herself to tear them away. 

He was gorgeous, Beautiful. 

She didn’t see the serpent on his back.

She saw his midnight black hair as she freed his head from his helmet and placed one hand on his cheek. His eyes as he gazed up at her were deep and blue like the ocean, an endless turmoil of crashing waves. He had light purple bruises from not sleeping under his eyes and his mouth, now slack, looked like it spent a lot of time scowling. This did nothing to detract from the fact that he had exquisite lips that she-

Betty quickly averted his eyes from his lips and felt her neck heating up. She knew she was blushing and took several deep breaths to stop herself from turning completely red. Once she was sure her voice wouldn’t come out breathy she patted his cheek and said, “Um, hello?”

He didn’t respond. He just kept staring at her and she felt concerned. What if she was wrong? What if there was some serious damage and because she was a hormone induced idiot she had failed to diagnose it?

Betty could hear the underlying panic in her voice and wondered if he could too as she repeated, “Hey mister. I need you to cooperate with me. If you understand, nod. Please.”

To her great relief he nodded and said in a hoarse voice, “I hear you.”

Betty smiled and replied with, “Great. Let’s get you sitting up, alright?”

He nodded again, a small smile gracing his lips too. 

An hour later they were both seated in Pop’s with a milkshake of their choice in front of them. Jughead has insisted that there was no need to call an ambulance or drop him to the hospital.

 Once the blonde woman had checked him over “for her peace of mind” as she put it and Jughead had regained his ability to speak in front of her, he asked her to Pop’s, his treat, for as he put it “saving my life.”

As Jughead looked at the hilarious and witty and beautiful young woman across him, he couldn’t help but blurt out, “You’re beautiful.” 

He wished he hadn’t as he saw her instantly stiffen and her previously open posture become defensive. He barely heard her as she whispered, “Thank you. If you don’t mind me asking, what do you see?”

Her eyes were glued to her milkshake that she grasped in her clenching hands, as though she was trying not to form a fist. 

Jughead took a deep breath and decided to be brave.

Betty was internally cursing herself. She liked him. So suddenly and spontaneously like it was said to be in romance books. But he wouldn’t like her. Not plain ol’ Betty Cooper. He’d see someone else, just like they all did. 

“I see the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen in my life.” Betty heard the man across her say. She looked up through her lashes, desperately hopeful.

“I see a girl with blonde hair and green eyes and full of stories that I want to read and remember, page for page. I see the small crescent shaped scars on your palms and the lines on your face but I think they make you more beautiful. I see someone with an amazing personality and-”

But Betty wasn’t listening anymore. Her face broke into a wide smile and she could feel the tears streaming down her cheeks. She saw as the young man’s face filled with panic as he saw her cry and then surprise as Betty reached across the booth and grasped his face in her hands. 

“You see me.” she whispered, looking into his eyes before pulling him closer and kissing him.

Jughead couldn’t think straight with the lips of the-most-beautiful-girl-he’d-ever-seen-but-didn’t-know-the-name-of on his. All he felt was a warm, comforting fire as if he’d just come home.

The kiss ended shortly and just as abruptly as it began as she pulled away, got up and slid into the space next to him.

“I’m Betty Cooper.” She announced, a grin splitting her face.

“I’m a Serpent. I’m FP Jones’ son.” he said. He decided to get the big thing out of the way first. There was a huge chance she wouldn’t want to be seen with him after this, much less kiss him.

Betty Cooper frowned. “That’s not who you are. Yes, it’s a part of you. But I want to know all of you.”

Jughead’s eyes were wide with disbelief and his heart was thundering in his chest. 

“I’m Jughead Jones.”

She smiled. He smiled back.

“Jughead, I see you.” she said softly.

“Betty”, he replied, closing the distance between them, “I see you.”

                                                         THE END.