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[agustdsslut]

“I’m Weird”

Series: Jughead Jones III

Relationship: Jughead x Reader

Warnings: Savagery

Word Count: 2,200+

A/N: I’m going to be posting Jughead/Riverdale Imagines (Mainly Jughead cause I’m not obsessed with Archie lmao) I will have separate series for Riverdale but Jughead Jones III is it’s own series

[Reader’s POV]

    Walking past the drive in you see a group of bikers chilling and talking. Your phone was telling you which way to go to school. The gravel crumbling underneath your combat boots as you walked. Turning your head to the side to check the street before walking across it. Retying the flannel around your hips you see more students pass by.

“She looks like she was spit out of a tumblr ad..”

“I heard that’s the new girl, she’s from the berkshires apparently from Williamstown..I hear she killed her pare-”

“Hey want to know something?” you ask the Ruby haired girl with spider leg like lashes. Her eyes narrow into slits at you scanning your appearance. The look of disgust was splashed on her pale face.

“What is it you basketcase?”her voice shrill and unappealing. Holding your sketchbook to your chest you smirk at her.

“Light travels faster than sound, thats why some people seem bright until they speak” her red painted lips parted in shock as you turn around and head into the building.

“You don’t know who you’re messing with psycho!” the girl shrieks making you laugh at her actions.

Walking down the hall to the information desk. Opening the door you see a woman sitting at her desk typing on a computer. She pushes her glasses back up her nose before smiling up at you. Waving slightly you set your bag down on the floor.

“Hello, I’m here for my tour with uhm.. Betty Cooper?” you ask more than say looking at the scribbled name on the coffee stained paper.

“Yes Ms. Cooper will be here in about ten minutes.. You can have a seat right outside the office” her eyes returning to her computer screen. Nails clacking against the keys quickly making your ears twinge from the sound. You hated the sound of keyboard keys clacking. Thankfully your Macbook keys were quieter than that old piece of junk.

   Opening the door you exit the office and take a seat down on the old brown bench. It creaked when you sat down making you fear it would break from it probably being ancient like the rest of this town. Picking your bag back up you sit down on the floor crossing your legs. Putting your headphones in you start playing music. Turning the cover of your sketchbook open you flip through your works.

   As you flipped through the pages you saw one drawing that could be fixed. Pulling the pencil that was tucking behind your ear. It was kept snug there by your maroon beanie. Pressing the graphite into the paper you drag the pencil down moving it back and forth softly. The bell rung making the halls fill with people. A girl with blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail waves over at you.

“Hi! I’m so sorry I got here later than I expected.. I’m Betty and I’ll be guiding you around campus today” getting up off the ground your hand is taken in hers as she takes you down the hallway through the crowd. The whispers of people as they looked at you made you feel uneasy.

“You don’t have to pretend to be nice to me yah know..” taking your hand out of hers you stick hold your sketchbook close to you. Her blue eyes softening as she looked at you. Was it pity? If it was you absolutely hated it.

“I’m not pretending.. I know you would need a friend with all the awful people here talking about y-”

“Yeah they’re talking about me because people think I killed my parents… I came here because my God mom lives here and I’m a whisper of this town so far so please don’t look at me like that” tears formed in your eyes cause the thought of your parents panged your heart with grief. You still weren’t over their death.

“Hey Betty who’s this? Wait why is she about to cry? What did you do?” A raven haired girl with perfectly arched brows asks. Her eyes looked at you with concern as you felt more attention was being brought to you.

“I didn’t mean to make her cry V, she’s the new girl I told you about at Pop’s the other day with Juggie and Arch”

    Taking the opportunity of the flood of people surrounding the three of you. Veering off into the crowd you separate yourself from the Betty and the girl she called V. Looking at the time you pull out your schedule and see it’s time to eat. Thank god you were starving. Asking a teacher who was in the hall they instruct you on how to get to the cafeteria.

    Once you got your food you headed outside avoiding eye contact with people. The familiar red head bumps into you making you stumble and almost drop your tray. Her little minions beside her snickered at you. The girls heels click against the pavement as she gets face to face with you. Her perfume sweet and a tad strong almost inducing a migraine.

“I can’t believe you’re allowed to be here murderer.. My brother was murdered and now we have another murderer in Riverdale..” her tone was laced with venom as her eyes bore into your skin.

“I’d tell you to go to hell but I work there and I don’t want to see your ugly mug there believe me” you scoffed turning on your heels and walking down the steps. Laughter filled the air as the redhead let out a frustrated screech of annoyance.

   The leaves crunched underneath your feet as you walked over to a tree. Taking a seat down you set the tray making sure nothing fell. Turning your headphones on you sync them to your phone. Scrolling through your playlist you click on the playlist you want to listen to. As you ate you jammed along to your favorite songs. Drawing as you ate to keep yourself busy.

    Smoke filled your nose making it crinkle a bit. Closing your sketchbook you look up to see a guy leaning against the tree taking a drag from the cigarette. His hair seeming black rather than brown. A beanie on his head that almost looked like a crown. You froze when he looked down at you making you turn back to your sketchbook.

    A shadowy figure is in your peripheral vision making you look over slowly. The same guy you were staring at is now sitting on the ground next to you. An ‘S’ is on his shirt with a jean Levi jacket over the shirt. His eyes alluring as you looked at him. You take out an earbud and clicked the pause button on your headphones.

“Uhm.. hi” you wave slightly with an awkward smile. Situations like this you’re awful and awkward.

“I’m Jughead Jones.. I heard about you coming to town” he sticks out his hand to shake yours as you look at it.

“I’m weird” you grab his hand then your eyes get wide realizing you didn’t say your name but said you’re weird. WAY TO GO.

“Well Weird, I think we’ll get along just fine.. Want to know why?” his smile making your heart beat a bit faster.

“Why would we get along just fine Jughead?” you ask looking at him with a quirked brow. A small smile tugging at your lips.

“The reason is…” he does a come hither gesture with his finger making you lean forward. His face lowers towards yours. The side of his face is next to yours, so close you could hear shallow breathing.

“Because I’m weird too” Jughead’s voice making a chill run down your spine. The smile you were suppressing was in full effect now.

“So I saw you take on the Fire Queen over there” he points behind him a chuckle leaving his lips.

“She won’t be able to handle me” you laugh rolling your eyes remembering how angry she looked. She was literally Satan but you’ve had your fair share of running into multiple devils.

“No ones has stood up to Cheryl since Veronica came to town, you’re a breathe of fresh air because she thought she was going to continue being Queen around here..”

“Cheryl huh.. I think my God mom warned me about her this morning” laughing at the irony how she warned you but knowing you could handle yourself just fine. Ever since your parents were murdered your God mom thought you would have a nervous breakdown or something.

“Don’t let her get to you,she either talks about her twin being murdered or her twitter handle” A cough makes you look up to see a red haired jock looking down at the two of you. Jocks were stereotypical and like most of them you hated them.

“Arch what’s up dude, I’m just chatting with my new friend weird” Jughead winks over at you making your cheeks tint slightly. Looking away you gaze down at your vans, noticing you need to wash your laces.

“I was trying to help B and V find her, she’s not hard to notice” his remark making you look up at him. A retort was about to leave your lips till the redhead smiles at you. The smile so white it could make a girl swoon. You, not so much.

“It’s refreshing seeing style like this here in Riverdale, kind of reminds me of you Jug.. I’m Archie Andrews by the way” he sticks out his hand as you shake it giving him a small smile. A guitar case in his other hand making you question why a jock had a guitar case.

    Before you could say anything the bell cuts the conversation. Sighing you grab your stuff and shove it into your bag. Slinging it over your shoulder you take your tray and set it on top of the trash bin. A pile of trays were already up there piling up. Jughead looked over at you before saying something to Archie. The distance between you and them made it inaudible for you to hear anything they were saying.

“C’mon I’ll give you a tour of a lifetime” Jughead bends his arm waiting for you to slip your arm inside. Giggling you slip your arm through his and the two of you walk towards the campus.

“How bout after this I take you to the drive in to show you the greatness that’s still left in Riverdale..”

“I would love that Jughead, thank you” you smile up at him making his cheeks tint slightly. Looking away from him you bite your lower lip. A stupid smile fighting its way onto your lips.

“I’ll play you one of my faves, I hope you like classic movies” looking back up at Jug you grin, how could you not like classics… They’re classics for a reason.

“I love classics, whoever doesn’t know what they’re missing out on” the two of you walked together earning looks from people as you passed by.

“Where have you been all my life” his laughter sounding so good to your ears. A fluttering happens in your chest making you question everything. Why were you feeling this way around him..

   As the day went along you two wandered the outskirts of campus as he pointed to cool hangout spots. You learned where the best spots were for shade. He gave you a brief history of the town. The two of you got off topic every so often asking each other questions. Everything felt so great and after everything that’s happened in the last few months it felt too perfect.

Too perfect.

“Look it’s Wednesday Addams and the murderer” an asian jock comes walking up to the two of you. Jughead lets go of your arm stepping in front of you.

“You don’t know anything about her” he defends glaring up at the tall football player. People started staring making your anxiety rise.

“Obviously you don’t know her at all.. She’s a cold blooded killer and escaped to Riverdale to get away isn’t that right?” His towering figure leans down grinning at you.

“Reggie, Zombies eat brains.. So you’re safe” Jughead pushes Reggie away making him stumble back.

“Touch him and you’ll regret it” holding your pencil in your hand gripping it tightly. You were now standing in front of Jughead, chest heaving up and down. A fight or flight instinct flooded your system and you were ready to protect Jug.

“Alright Lizzie Borden I won’t forget this.. Watch your back freak” Reggie spits making it land by your feet. Rolling your eyes flipping him off as he walks away with the group of people. You knew this school was going to be difficult.

“Don’t do that again.. You don’t know them like I do” Jug turns to you so now the two of you are face to face. You rolled your eyes because you can handle defending yourself and him. You’ve done it in the past, why do you have to stop now?

“I didn’t want him to hurt you Jughead.. not because of me either, not again” silence surrounded the two of you as reality sank in. Danger follows you everywhere you go and you didn’t want him to get hurt next.

You hate being the cause of pain.

[a-and-mtrashpile]

Page Update

So, hi. As some of you may have noticed, we don’t really do Riverdale content anymore. I know that’s how this page got started and got as big as it has(and I’m so heckin thankful) but I’m really just not into Riverdale anymore. I really lost interest when this season started. Maybe one day I’ll be able to get back into it and post Riverdale content, but for now I’m not going too. Of course, I’m going to leave up all the old stuff I have.

On a happier note, I really want to do something special for you guys for Valentines Day. Some time this week I’m gonna try and post a list of prompts (Valentines Day themed of course) and a list of people I can write for.

[steviemae]

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

please send me stuff. my inbox is dead & im in the writing mood!!!!

[writing-in-riverdale]

rosie recommends

since i’ve been on hiatus i’ve been reading way more than i used too and i have a lot of recommendations!!!

the innocent girl by @ninja-stiles -bellamy blake x reader: it’ll give you MAJOR bellamy feels.

britt’s masterlist

the black rain blues by @thehundrd -bellamy blake x reader: also major bell feels but anything of hers really does.

masterlist

love as sweet by @honeymccall call - newt x reader : honestly anything by emy is like new york best selling material.

emy’s masterlist

on duty part one & two also by @ninja-stiles stiles - bellamy blake x reader: just bc britt is bomb and anything she writes is amazing.

britt’s masterlist

the hunt (multiple parts) by @inkspirings ings - newt x reader: such a cool lil series including the maze runner boys & peter pan!

masterlist

some other noteworthy mentions of blogs in general (even though you should 100% check their masterlists on each account.

- @mccallpackwriter ✕ (no masterlist)

- @neewtmas ✕ masterlist

- @jugandbettsdetectiveagency ✕ (no masterlist)

- @mantlelificent ✕ (no masterlist)

- @bandstripper ✕ masterlist

happy reading

ro x

[fanficgirl429]

Locker Room Sex (Archie Andrews)

“So how long has it been?” Veronica asked.

“How long has what been?” Y/N asked, glancing over at Veronica.

“Since you and Archie have had sex.”

Y/N let out a sigh. “Three days. It’s been killing me but I’m determined to win,” Y/N replied, glancing to the other side of the room where her red headed boyfriend stood talking to his best friend Jughead Jones.

Archie laughed at something Jughead said, glancing over at Y/N. Their eyes locked for a moment, causing Y/N’s cheeks to turn pink. Even after dating for over a year, Archie still had that effect on her and all of their friends knew it.

“How long was the bet for?” Ronnie asked.

“A week.”

“And what is at stake?”

Y/N laughed. “Who ever caves has to buy the other a pizza.”

Ronnie laughed at the ridiculous bet, rolling her eyes at her best friend. “Why don’t you just give in? I’m sure you two are both about to burst.”

“Nope. I am going to win because he doesn’t think I can do it!”

~~

Lunch was minutes away as Y/N looked at the clock on her phone before closing her algebra textbook. When she saw the time she closed her algebra textbook, placing it in her backpack along side her notebooks. She hadn’t been able to do much studying, instead she was focused on how to win the bet. She had come to the conclusion that the best way to win was to avoid Archie all together but she knew that was impossible, besides she loved being around him. He made everything better.

It was her favorite time of day. She always met Archie in the gym after his gym class, when he was looking the hottest. She loved seeing him sweaty with his hair messed up. There was just something about it that she couldn’t take his eyes off of him and she had a feeling he knew it.

Walking out of the quiet library and into the noisy hallway, Y/N headed towards the gym, where her boyfriend should be finishing up his class. The gym smelled like sweat as she walked towards the locker rooms.

Coming to a stop outside of the boys locker room, she placed her backpack on the floor, leaning against the wall, checking her phone. When the door opened, she expected Archie to walk out but it was Jughead.

“Hey Jug, is Archie still in there?” Y/N asked.

Jughead nodded. “Yea. I think he’s almost done. See you at lunch?”

“Yea. We’ll be there soon,” Y/N replied, giving Jughead a wave while he headed towards the cafeteria to meet their friends.

Y/N waited another three minutes and when no one exited the locker room she decided to take matters into her own hands. Glancing around to make sure no one was in sight, she opened the door, slipping inside.

The room was quiet with no one in sight. Y/N walked past the first three rows of lockers, expecting Archie to be there but they were empty except for the occasional towel thrown on the floor. She came to the last row to find the red headed boy sitting on the bench, a white towel wrapped around his waist.

“Arch?”

“Y/N!” Archie cried. “What are you doing in here?”

“I’ve been waiting for you, just like everyday before lunch…”

Archie sighed, running a hand through his wet hair. “Oh. Yea. Sorry. Give me a minute and I can change.”

He stood up, his toned chest still dripping water from his shower. Her eyes skimmed his body as he turned around to open his locker.

Screw the bet, she thought.

She walked towards him, wrapping her arms around his stomach. Soft kisses were placed along his neck while her hands played with the waistband of his towel before slipping underneath. Her fingers wrapped around his length as it grew hard from her touch. She moved it hands along it as Archie’s breathing became louder.

“What about the bet?” Archie questioned.

“What bet?” Y/N asked, grinning.

Archie placed his hands on top of her’s, removing them from his length before he turned around. Taking a step towards her, he placed his lips against her’s, kissing her roughly and quickly.

Their lips moved in sync, despite having not touched for the past three days. He tasted like his sports drink as she ran her tongue along his bottom lip, before gently tugging on it. HIs lips parted slightly allowing her to tangle her tongue with his.

Archie’s hands slipped underneath her shirt and up her sides, leaving goosebumps in their wake. She let out a soft sigh as he gently squeezed her breasts, slipping two fingers underneath her bra, softly tugging on her nipples.

When he was satisfied, his hands moved to her jeans button, popping it open. She shimmied out of them, kicking them off with her feet. Archie reached behind her, placing his hands on the back of her thighs. She gasped from his cold hands touching her, but allowed him to pick her up. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he walked to the side of the room, where a table sat empty.

He laid her down on it before he crawled on top of her, sis fingers pulling her shirt up as she shivered from the cold air brushing her warm skin. His lips moved from her’s leaving trails of kisses down her neck and between her breasts. As he continued down her stomach, she thrust her hips up, moaning as he left wet kisses in his wake.

When he reached the waistband of her underwear, he stood up, removing the towel from his waist. His erection slapped against his stomach as he crawled back on top of her. Her hand wrapped around his length, gently moving back and forth before running it along the material of her underwear.

His fingers pushed the material aside as he ran his length along her wet folds. Y/N’s legs wrapped around his waist as he pushed the tip in. She let out a moan as he continued to push into her. Her body instantly adjusted to his size as he started to thrust.

He moved slowly at first before picking up the pace. Her nails dug into his shoulders, leaving half moon crescents in their wake.

“Archie,” Y/N moaned as he placed kisses on neck, finding her sweet spot.

Her fingers tangled in his hair, a familiar knot already beginning to form in her stomach. She thrust her hips up towards his, her signal for him to thrust quicker.

Her walls clenched around his length as he released into her. The quiet locker room was filled with their heavy breaths, while they both sat on the table, trying to catch their breaths. His finge’s moved to her’s, holding her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.

“You owe me a pizza. You know that right?” he joked.

Y/N rolled her eyes. “I know you won’t forget.”

Archie laughed, hopping off the table and walking over to his locker.

“We should go before anyone comes in.”

Y/N nodded, standing up and grabbing her clothes from the floor.

“You know we could make this any everyday thing?” Archie said, smirking.

“I’ll think about it,” Y/N replied, giving Archie a kiss.

[xopheliasunflowerx]

Recovered (Jughead Jones Imagine)

Request Asked: Could you do a jughead X reader where the reader has lots of old self harm scars on her arms (she's recovered AKA she doesn't self harm anymore) that she's hidden from the gang for many years. But Veronica sees them when shes getting changed for cheerleading and takes it upon herself to tell jughead who confronts her and encourages her to feel comfortable around him and the rest of the gang. (I understand this topic doesn't suit every blog. I won't be offended if you choose not to write :) ) 

Pairing: Jughead X Reader 

Fandom: Riverdale 

A/N: I actually had fun writing this, I hope it’s what you wanted?

~*~*~ 

You sit in your room starring at your arms. Scars of self harm has covered them. You don't cut yourself anymore, you found a reason why. Jughead, Archie, Veronica, Betty and Kevin. They were the reason why, but mainly Jughead. You stopped when you realised/realized that cutting wasn't worth it. You found a way out of that old habit. 

You started when you first started middle school, you hated it. Being bullied and lonely made an effect on you. But you stopped when your were in year/grade ten when you met your friends. 

You haven't told any of them because you're scared of what their reaction could be. You don't want them to worry about it, it was all in the past and you moved on. 

A sound of a knock from the door disturbs the silence. You quickly pull your sleeves down as you get up and walk towards the door. You open it up to see it was your boyfriend Jughead. A huge smile spreads across your face. 

"Hey Jug!" You say as he smiles brightly. 

"Hey Y/N. The gang is waiting outside for you." He said as you smile, he takes your hand and starts walking to the front door to school. 

~*~*~ 

Cheer-Leading practice. What a practice it has been. Cheryl being Cheryl and bragging about how her brother Jason was murdered. What a hectic practice is was. 

You were in the girls locker room getting dressed to normal clothes. You pull your shirt off as you put the shirt in your locker (I don't know what they do? We don't have cheerleaders where I am) as you pull your bag out and grab your normal shirt. 

"Hey Y/N." You turn around to face Veronica with a smile on her face. You smile back.

"Hey Ronnie." You say as you look down and open your bag. 

Veronica looks at you with a smile. But her attention turns to your arms. Her eyes widen in shock, but you didn't notice. She bites her lip as she pretends that she didn't see them at all. You put your shirt on as you then put the bag on your shoulder and smile at Veronica.

"I'll see at lunch break?" You asked her as she smiles at you, weirdly. 

"Oh uh…yeah." She said in a weird tone as if she's uncomfortable. You then walk out of the girls change room. 

~*~*~ 

"Hey Jughead. Can I talk to you privately?" Veronica ask Jughead as he turns to face her, well a confused look shows on his face. 

"Why?" He asked as she looks uncomfortable. 

"It's about Y/N. I saw something on her arms. They looked like self harm scars when I was in the girls room with her. Do you know about that?" She asked him as his eyes widen. 

"Self harm scars?" He repeated as Veronica nods. "I guess you didn't know." She said as she rubs her arm and looks onto the floor. Jughead then starts walking and Veronica frowns. "Where are you going?" She asked him as he continues to walk. 

"I'm going to talk to Y/N." 

~*~*~ 

You sit on your lounge/couch watching Netflix peacefully. Well it was peaceful until you hear a loud knock on your door that sounded very eager. You paused your TV show/Movie as you get up to answer the door. To your surprise it was Jughead. 

"Hey, what are you doing here?" You asked him as he walks in. You then close the door behind him. He then walks over towards the lounge/couch as you follow him. "What's up?" You asked him as you sit down next to him. 

"Show me your arms." He asked as you look at him nervously, your heart racing quicker and biting your lip. You look down as you try to ignore his glare that's burning at you. "Y/N? Are you cutting yourself?" He asked you as you snap your head at him. 

"No, well not anymore." You whisper the last part but he heard it loud and clear. You pull your sleeves up to show him. His emotions quickly changes. 

"When did you do this?" He asked you as you look down, feeling embarrassed and humiliated. 

"When I first started middle school. It was a difficult time for me. But I stopped when I met you, Archie, Veronica, Betty and Kevin. You guys gave me a reason why I shouldn't cut anymore. I didn't want to show anyone because I feel uncomfortable about it. I feel as if you would judge me and don't want to be my friend. I don't like talking about it." You explained as tears start to form in your eyes, Jughead moves closer as he embraces you as you then just broke into his arms. He kisses your hair.

"There's no reason to be uncomfortable around me or the gang, Y/N. We wouldn't be judgmental about it either. I understand that you didn't tell us and I'm okay with that, but I'm glad you stopped." He says. He wraps his arms around you tighter as if you would let go. 

"You understand?" You ask as you sniff. You can feel him play and twist your hair.

"I do." He says as he kisses your hair. 

You feel somewhat safe in his arms. The way his arms are wrapped around you tightly makes you want to fall asleep in his arms, the way he played and twisted your hair makes you feel relaxed. And you loved it. 

"Do you want to continue watching your TV Show/Movie?" He asked you as you nodded. You then move to sit next to him and lay your head on his shoulder, hands in hands. "I've got a question for you." He said as you look up at him in confusion. "I want you to be more comfortable around me, and the gang. When something is up I want you to tell them or me. I don't want you to keep secrets from us, but some I'll understand but others I need to know, or the gang. Can you do that for me please?" Jughead asked you as you nodded. "Thank you." 

And with that you both just watched Netflix for the rest of the night.

Masterlist

[soldierstark]

Why Am I Like This | Part 2 | JUGHEAD JONES X READER

Description: After finding out his best friend is in love, Archie tricks Jughead into telling him who the girl is later that evening. He's sworn to secrecy which makes lunch the next day difficult when Kevin, Veronica, Betty, and the reader keep asking questions about the mystery girl.

Word Count: 1856

Part 1 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

When Archie found out that Jughead was in love, the first person who popped into his head was (Y/N) though he didn’t dare say that in front of the others. He wanted to make sure before he said anything.  She and Jughead were as close as could be and had a type of chemistry that just didn’t fizzle out.

He was also suspicious of the fact that the minute (Y/N) started talking about the possibility of going to the homecoming dance with Matthew Jackson, Jughead left without any rhyme or reason. Coincidence? He thought not.

The stairs leading up to Archie and Jughead’s shared bedroom creaked under the weight of Archie’s footsteps. His dad was still downstairs watching TV, creating a nice background noise.

“Hey man,” Jughead acknowledged when Archie stepped into the room. Archie watched as Jughead flipped through flashcards whilst laying down on his makeshift bed.

Archie kicked off his shoes and sat down on his bed facing Jughead. “What are you studying for?” he asked when his eyes fell upon the flashcards in Jughead’s hands.

“Biology prefixes and suffixes,” was his answer. “I don’t understand why we even have to learn these things. Biology is a class for science not latin roots.”

Archie unzipped his backpack and took out Jughead’s laptop and placed it on the floor next to him, a plan being conjured up in his mind. “Want me to help you study? I need to learn those too.”

Jughead sat up and put his laptop in his lap. “Would you? That would be extremely helpful.”  He opened it and started doing who knows what while handing Archie the flashcards.

“Yea no problem,” Archie replied grasping the cards. “I’ll read the prefix and suffix then you tell me the meaning. Okay?”

Jughead nodded absentmindedly only half paying attention, his mind focused on his computer. Perfect.

“Dia-,” Archie said then flipped the card over.

“Between,” Jughead answered without looking up the screen.

“Fuse-.”

“Pour.”

“Grat-.”

“Pleasing.”

“How long have you been in love with (Y/N)?”

“Four months,” Jughead replied without hesitation. His posture went rigid as his head whipped up to meet Archie’s eyes. “Shit.”

Archie let out a laugh and clapped his hands together. “I knew it!”

Jughead sighed and closed his laptop. “How did you find out?”

“Just a hunch,” Archie replied with a shrug of his shoulders.

It was silent for a moment until Jughead let out a gasp of blasphemy. “You went through my computer didn’t you!” he accused pointing a finger at Archie’s chest.

Archie nodded sheepishly. “Yea we did I’m sorry but you seriously need to put a password on that thing.”

Jughead shook his head in confusion and looked down at his feet. “Okay that explains how you knew I was in love but not anywhere in any document did I use a name. How did you-,” he stopped talking mid-sentence and looked back up at Archie. “Wait we? You said we did. Please tell me you all didn’t read it.”

“Kevin and Veronica made us! They shoved the computer at (Y/N) and I and after seeing their reactions we couldn’t not read it Jughead. It’s not even that big of a deal none of them even know who you were writing about and I promise I won’t say anything,” Archie informed trying to put his friend at ease.

With a groan Jughead laid back down on his bed and rubbed his face with his hands. “Sure they don’t know now Archie, but our friends are nosy as hell, case and point. Plus Betty is a very good detective so it won’t be long until they all find out which will suck because (Y/N) definitely doesn’t feel the same way.”

“Jughead you don’t know that for sure,” Archie said in a soft voice.

“Alright then, tell me this then,” Jughead quipped looking over at Archie. “When you guys were reading that document, did (Y/N) seem upset at all? Did she storm out full of jealousy or cry because of a broken heart?”

Archie didn’t know what to say and after a moment of silence Jughead looked away.

“Exactly.”

  The dead leaves from various trees crunched under my boots as I approached the lunch table my friends and I usually sat at outside. I wrapped my arms around myself and rubbed them against the thin fabric of my shirt trying to generate some heat.

“Hey there (Y/N) enjoying the weather?” Betty said with a laugh as I got within eye sight.

I took a seat next to Jughead and put my hands between my thighs trying to keep them warm. He gave me a smile which I returned, my heart rate speeding up slightly. I could feel heat rise to my cheeks but if anyone noticed my blushing they blamed it on the wind chill.

I looked away from Jughead and replied to Betty’s greeting. “Not particularly. I wore my one jacket this morning when I ran and it got all sweaty and gross. I didn’t think to bring another one because I didn’t think it would be this cold mid-day.”

“Aw sucks to be you,” Kevin said before taking a bite out of his sandwich.

I glared at him halfheartedly then turned towards Jughead. “Unzip your jacket,” I demanded.

He choked on whatever he was eating and started coughing violently. Archie gave him a look that I couldn’t quite decipher but I ignored it. After Jughead regained his composure he looked at me in confusion. “What?”

“I’m freezing cold and you’re a furnace Jughead I want your body heat,” I explained trying to sound nonchalant. He gave me one last weird look but did as I asked.

I moved closer to him and reached my arms under his jacket and around his chest, hugging him tightly. Jughead wrapped his arms around me and rubbed my back soothingly. My head rested on his chest and I could hear the erratic beating of his heart through his sweater.

“Did you run here or something Jughead your heart is beating really fast,” I mumbled keeping my eyes closed, relishing the warmth.

Archie snorted and I opened one eye to look at him from across the table. “What’s so funny ginger?”

“Nothing, there’s just, uh, a girl just tripped over, uh, tripped over a stick. Yea a girl just tripped over a stick,” he stuttered looking interested in his food all of a sudden. I knew he was lying but I didn’t push it. I was really comfortable in Jughead’s arms.

Veronica cleared her throat. “Speaking of girls,” she said with a tone of mischief.

Jughead’s chest rumbled with a deep groan while the sound of Kevin, Archie, Veronica, and Betty’s laugh filled me ears. I sat up and removed myself from Jughead, missing his warmth almost immediately.

“C’mon can we please not talk about this,” Jughead begged twiddling his thumbs nervously. A faint blush appeared on his cheeks contrasting with his jet black hair and blue eyes. He looked handsome as hell but I kept quiet though I was screaming on the inside.

“Aw c’mon guys leave him be. He doesn’t want to talk about her alright,” Archie said before taking a bite of his granola bar.

“Wait are saying her as in, like, you know who she is?” Betty asked leaning forward to get a good look at Archie.

He stopped chewing and looked at Jughead with wide eyes. “You promised you wouldn’t say anything,” Jughead reminded Archie who nodded in response.

Archie shallowed his food. “Yes I know who she is but out of respect for my bro I’m not gonna give up any information.”

Betty raised an eyebrow. “I don’t get why you’re being so secretive about this Jughead. I mean we all get crushes you shouldn’t be ashamed to talk about it. Just tell us who she is we probably don’t even know her there’s hundreds of girls in Riverdale,” she said gesturing with her arms.

Jughead shook his no and crossed his arms, leaning against the table. “You know as well as I do that word travels fast around here. If I tell all of you the whole town will know by the end of week which is the problem. She can never find out I like her.”

“Okay well now I’m thinking that we do know her which is why you won’t tell us,” I piped up tilting my head to the side.

“Alright I’m gonna done talking about this guys. Okay? I fell in love with a girl who doesn’t like me back and she’ll never know because I’ll never tell her. I mean she has no reason to like me I’m a hot mess so I don’t blame her. The whole situation is almost as depressing as one of Archie’s songs,” Jughead grumbled then took a sip of his drink. “Hey, you should write a song about my love life Archie. Your songs are always depressing as hell and my love life is a dam Greek tragedy. Just your cup of tea.”

Despite the sardonic humor in his statement I let out a laugh causing everyone to look at me. “What? He’s funny okay,” I trailed off taking a sip from my water bottle.

“Archie you’re not gonna sing something depressing at the Homecoming dance are you? Cause we need something you know happy,” Betty asked. “It needs to be something people want to dance too we already have a band doing the slow songs.”

Kevin scoffed. “This gonna be interesting. I’ve never once heard Archie sing a peppy song.”

“Yea there’s a reason for that because I sing stuff that I write and what I write isn’t happy,” Archie said running a hand through his red hair.

“Why don’t you just do a cover of a song instead of writing one?” Veronica suggested.

“Yea! Hey Archie if you want I can help you pick out a song? I have a lot of happy dancing music in my running playlist. I’ll be at the gym after school running on the treadmill until like 5:30, 6:00. Your welcome to come keep me company and in exchange I’ll help you figure out your performance,” I offered with a smile.

Archie sighed in relief. “Really (Y/N)? That would be great thank you so much. Hey, why don’t we sing together?”

My eyes widened. “Seriously? You want me to perform with you?”

“If you want to then yea I think it would be fun to have a friend up there with me,” he shrugged. “What do you say?”

I grinned and clapped my hands together excitedly. “Oh this gonna be so fun Archie yea I’ll do it.”

Jughead turned his head towards me, a piece of hair falling into his face.  “I didn’t know you were into that kind of stuff,” he said, his blue eyed boring into mine.

“Well there’s a first time for everything Jug. Plus what could go wrong?” I asked rhetorically.

I didn’t know it yet, but the Homecoming dance would forever change my relationship with Jughead. In a good or bad way you ask? Well you’ll just have to wait and see.

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Aid // Jughead

Summary: Despite being Reggie’s cousin you’re bullied by Chuck and soon he takes it too far sending you to the hospital. Reggie only finds out when he sees Chuck slap you and shit goes down but someone else helps you. Someone who understands how Chuck is due to their own history of being bullied.

Characters: Reader x Jughead, Archie Andrews, Cousin!Reggie, and bully!Chuck

Words: 2606

Disclaimer: I do not own Riverdale or the characters. Please read with caution.

Warnings: Swearing, physical abuse, bullying, and fighting

Author: Caitsy

A/N: So we haven’t been getting a lot of notes and I only recently found out that sometimes they don't work in the tags. For that I’m sorry! Also if you’re bullied please seek help because it’s not healthy and any rumour or threats is not worth you’re pain. Tell someone please.

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The books were slammed out of your hands with a force that left you following the textbooks on the onto the ground. You scurried back against your locked so you were out of peoples way and hurrying to pick up your textbooks with a deep frown. You already knew before you looked up who it would be.

“Freak.” Chuck’s voice announced with glee at your suffering.

The thing about Chuck Clayton was that he would torment you as long as Archie Andrews or your cousin Reggie Mantle weren’t in the area. Those two had grown protective over you even if they had began to split with Reggie’s jealously. With the threat that Chuck had uttered about spreading around how you slept with so many people you didn’t tell them.

“Please don’t.” You mumbled as you reached for one of the textbooks. He kicked the textbook further away and kicking your hand away too.

“Ow!” You cried out at the instant pain spreading through your wrist. You began to cry as the pain developed even more.

“Oops. Maybe you should tell the nurse that you were bumped causing you to smack a locker and fall.” Chuck smirked, “Or else there’s a little rumour I could spread around. Isn’t mommy and daddy breaking up and announcing they were cousins?”

“They are…ow!” You exclaimed as he nudged your aching arm.

“Are you okay?” Chuck asked crouching, “I didn’t see you there.”

You were confused until Reggie stopped beside him looking down in concern as you whimpered and sobbed. He glanced at Chuck before helping you up before gently taking your arm to look it over. With a simply glare you scrambled for an excuse.

“What happened?” Reggie asked.

“I was looking at the ground and bumped into Chuck by accident. His back was to my face so he wasn’t able to catch me in time.” The words were bitter on your tongue.

“Why did you scream out again?”

“He tripped over my arm.” You mumbled struggling to pick up everything.

“Do you want help to the nurse?” Chuck asked with disgustingly fake concern.

“I got it.” Archie appeared right by him carrying the textbook that Chuck had kicked away. Both Reggie and Archie helped you up forgetting the rivalry that developed between them.

Archie carried your books along with his while Reggie helped you from being bumped by anyone in the hall. You saw Archie’s best friend cautiously watching the strange view of Reggie helping someone. You nodded towards the beanie wearing boy.

Once in the nurses office he took one glance at the wrist before calling out to his volunteer to call the hospital. They were sending you for an x-ray from the amount of pain and lack of mobility in your arm. Reggie volunteered to take you since you were family.

“Thanks Archie.” Reggie mumbled pulling Archie into that universal bro hug.

“Never a problem.

“Came you tell me how this happened?” The doctor questioned looking over your wrist with gently fingers.

“I bumped into student, fell into a lock and slammed onto the ground.” You answered avoiding the doctors concerned eyes.

“Miss Y/L/N…I can’t treat you as well as I could if I don’t know the truth.” He calmly said leaning back on his stool.

“That’s what happened.” You replied ignoring the gaze of your cousin from the corner of the room.

“You see this bruise?” He said pointing to the already dark bruise. Reggie came closer in confusion, “That’s in an small oval shape caused by a shoe…an athletic shoe by the looks of it. You can tell by the little patterns. The force of hitting a locker and the ground would cause larger bruising and more than likely a sprain.”

“But-”

“The force of the kick would cause significant damage in the form of a fracture or shattering of the wrist. I’ll need to know or I’m going to have to call social services. I’ll call them because we don’t know if you got this from your family.”

“It wasn’t my parents.” You mumbled, “Can I talk to you alone?”

“I’ll go get a water.” Reggie muttered not wanting to cause a scene. Once he was gone you finally looked at the doctor.

“Was it your cousin.”

“No. It was a guy on the football team.” You mumbled picking at a loose thread on your jeans. You were scared that it would get back to Chuck somehow and you would get shit for that.

“Can you tell me more?” The doctor questioned filling out the x-ray form.

“No.” You mumbled accepting the form handed to you.

“Well if it happens again you should let the school know because I don’t want to see you even more hurt than right now.” The doctor explained, “Now there will be signs to where the lab is but you go to the left out of the room and keep going.”

“Okay thank you.” You mumbled keeping your wrist tight to your chest.

You followed the directions of the doctor leading to finding your cousin leaning against the vending machine with a water and a pretty girl in front of him. It was typical for Reggie to begin flirting with someone even at the worst of times but you knew he would stop if you needed help. He was the kind of cousin that was pretty much your protective older brother.

“Reggie, I’m getting my x-ray.” You said, “Isn’t he such a caring cousin? He puts others in front of him when in need!”

The girl grinned up at Reggie before digging in her purse for a piece of paper and a pen before scrawling her name and number on the sheet of paper. You smiled knowing that while it was wrong to help Reggie possibly lead someone on it wouldn’t hurt to see if it would work out.

“I’ll text you later. I have to help her.” Reggie smiled at the girl before turning towards you and whispered, “Thank you.”

“Just don’t break her heart okay?” You asked as the two of you went down to the waiting area. Both Reggie and you leaned back in your seats expecting the long ass wait as usual.

Time was spent being idiots to each other and Reggie trying to dig into what exactly happened to cause your pain. You weren’t stupid to notice what he was doing and while you appreciated the concern you didn’t want anything to cause you more pain. Besides you could put up with it and you could see the irony if your bully of a cousin stood up to another bully for you.

“Y/N Y/L/N?” A lab tech announced looking down at the form in her hand, “Come with me.”

You followed her into the x-ray room where she placed a gown in your hand and pointed to the bathroom. When you came back you were holding the gown up because you couldn’t tie it with your fucked up arm. She helped tie it up before she situated you in the right place with the protective padding on you.

“Okay! Hold still and we’ll done in a quick moment.” The tech smiled before going to the booth. You spent the small time laying there thinking of how your life had been going. You got pretty deep when you were getting small radiation in your body.

“Okay! Once they are developed you’re doctor will call you back into the room and explain. I really hope its not too bad.” The nurse smiled, “Have a nice day and tell that asshole who hurt you off.”

“I f-“

“Honey…I can see the truth…the doctor too much of a pussy to bring it up.” The nurse waved her hand, “I grew up in a bad home and I was bullied. I can see it in your eyes, and body. It gets better but only when you tell someone.” You blinked at the kind nurse as she ushered you into the bathroom to get dressed after kindly helping you out of the gown. She squeezed your shoulder before scurrying back to her post. You were shocked and grateful she saw through your shit and called you out.

“Ready to go?” Reggie asked when you were beside him.

“Um…I have to wait for the doctor.”

Shit hit the fan when you got home to see your mother and father sitting the couch in the position that concerned and pissed parents have. You sighed when your father silently pointed to the chair across from the couch where they were sitting.

“Firstly what the fuck is that?” Dad hissed pointing to the black cast on your arm.

“John!” You mother snapped, “Don’t swea-“

“Jane I don’t fucking care. My daughter, my baby came from the hospital with a fucking cast and she says she fell? I call bullshit.” Dad furiously said to her.

Dad was the single most protective person in the family for many reasons stemming from the loss of their oldest child at birth. He hated seeing his wife broken and didn’t want that to happen again and he would die before you got hurt.

“Dad…” You trailed off, “I did fall.”

“No.” Mom said glaring at you, “While I don’t like this swearing I agree with your father.”

You argued with your parents feeling only slightly guilty when they gave up on trying to get the truth out of you. All they did was passive aggressively made supper and silently ate at the table with angry chewing a loud silence. Once the dishes were away you were in your room before they could say anything.

The doors of the school caused anxiety to elevate in your body as you realized more tormenting would be happening. Chuck was entirely wrong about your family but he was freakishly popular and everyone would believe him. You didn’t see the darkly dressed boy curiously watching as you scratched under the cast on your arm.

Jughead wasn’t too sure how you got it but he had a feeling it traced back to the jock with a small brain that competed with the toothpick between his legs. Everyone knew that Chuck was an asshole specifically to you but it more often that not verbally. Jughead never stepped in because he had never witnessed it happen.

The bell rang making you entire the hell where you would race to each class to avoid your bully. You didn’t want to deal with the abuse that followed Chuck and his tag alongs nor did you want to deal with the suspicious eyes of your cousin.

“Y/N?” Chuck asked. You stiffened ignoring the male, “Trash.”

Getting no reply he pulled you close before getting in your face not caring of the populated hall because he did not get ignored. He was the fucking celebrity of the school and he wanted respect both on and off the field.

“Listen to me bitch.” He hissed, “Answer me!”

His hand swung back and it was only when you looked up from the floor did you feel the hard slap that once more has you on the ground. You head had slammed the ground but your cheek felt like the skin had been burnt off by the pain.

“WHAT THE FUCK?!”

You blanked on the situation disorientated from the pain and shock of the situation. Your vision cleared when you noticed a hand on your shoulder and a figure bent down. Two actually, one with red hair and another with black and some kind of hat.

“Y/N can you hear me?” The muddled voice asked.

“What?” You asked easing up against your lockers watching as Reggie got in the face of your bully.

“What the fuck man?” Reggie demanded, “Why the-”

“Oh shut up Mantle. Like you haven’t wanted to smac-“ Chuck was cut off when his own blood hit the ground. Reggie was seething as he swung his fist again.

The sheer amount of fury Reggie had was frightening as he pummeled Chuck into the ground. You had never seen your cousin like this before but you were in shock when no one on the football team could get him off. Archie was accidentally punched in the fray when he joined.

“Hey. Look at me.” The soothing voice of the boy said from your side, “Can you tell me how many fingers I’m holding up?”

“Two?” You asked looking at his fingers, “Who are you?”

“Jughead.” He muttered, “How many now?”

“Five?”

“Shit. Okay look straight at me okay?” Jughead asked watching as you blinked slightly confused. He carefully looked at each pupil before sighing, “I think you may have a concussion.”

You hummed turning back to see that Reggie was struggling to get back to beating Chuck up before relaxing when a deputy handcuffed him. You gasped as your cousin was tugged away and a stretcher was taking away Chuck along with his father.

“Let’s go to the hospital okay?” Jughead said squeezing your hand tightly as he helped you up.

The entire way was a confusing mess even when you were settled into a room for evaluation with Jughead sitting beside you. Hours passed before the doctor was in the room with you along with your concerned parents.

“How long?” Dad asked.

“Months.” You mumbled, “He was going to spread rumours and I didn’t want t-“

“I don’t care.” Mom fumed, “Thank you Jughead for helping our daughter.”

“No problem.” Jughead shrugged.

He was settled on a chair beside you as the doctor handed over some instructions to care for you as the mild concussion was diagnosed. There wasn’t much they could do other than telling you to keep an eye out for you while looking out for any worsening symptoms. It greatly pissed off your dad who was seething from his chair.

“Just check in one her frequently please.” The doctor said, “I don’t want to see her in here for the third time in a week.”

“You go it.”

You were surprised when Jughead gripped your hand as you walked out of the hospital because you knew from the short period of time knowing him he hated it. He flashed a smile before squeezing your hand tightly pulling you closer to him.

Over the course of the school week you stayed home only getting your homework done when Jughead collected work. He informed you of what you had missed in the week you had been gone when you showed up at school. You were glued to his side when you saw a still bruised Chuck being led down the hall with some football players and Weatherbee with him.

“Football team had a book keeping score of who slept with who and how many points they got. He’s suspended and kicked off the team along with them.” Jughead explained pulling his bad higher, “Reggie’s back today also. He got suspended. Rumour went around that he was going be expelled until strings were pulled.”

“He shouldn’t have done that.” You said looking up at Jughead.

“Chuck had it coming.” The voice of Archie joined. You gasped seeing the dark bruise still around his eye, “You alright?”

“I have a little headache but I’m fine. Thank you Archie for protecting me even with the problems you have with Reggie.”

“Nobody deserved that. Get better.” Archie smiled, “Hey Jug.”

“Archie.” Jughead half smiled as he grabbed your hand and dragging you off, “Y/N can I take you out for a burger tonight?”

“I’d like that.” You smiled blushing as Jughead inconspicuously kissed your cheek.

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