#spending time with my nana and pop was SO vital to me as a kid

[bleakbluejay]

maybe it's just bc i was raised by a woman who grew up a farm girl during the Great Depression but i just don't understand how people don't use things until they're unusable -- wearing clothes until they fall off and are too threadbare to repair anymore, don't finish their plates (and even more heinous, don't store leftovers and instead opt to throw leftovers away entirely), don't force their old car to run far past the end of its life, don't keep their shoes until they can feel every pebble through the worn-down soles, don't keep their electronics with the glitchy screens until the picture becomes unusable or the damn thing doesn't turn on anymore. we used to fill near-empty bottles of soap and shampoo with water to try to help them last longer. we used to count the exact number of toilet paper squares we used. the living room couch i grew up with was already old and full of holes by the time i was born, and we kept it near 20 years more.it is such a striking cultural difference comparing my family and how we descend and behave from the arms of my great-grandmother and our matriarch, to other people's families that didn't struggle the same, or didn't keep their elders in close enough proximity to be affected by their history. how well did you know your grandparents? did you ever meet your great-grandparents, or hear stories about them?

[storiesaboutcole]

Request 10 (My first Riverdale imagine, what?)

From anonymous: Hi! Could you make a request where y/n is older sister by a few years and jugheaf likes and conquest her? Gracias!

From omgitskwistelsblog: Hey can you do a jughead imagine where you're a blossom and jughead cheats with betty and you make their life hell for a little bit and you're meaner than cheryl and she's really surprised by that cuz u r a sweetheart and in the end you and jughead get together again? Please? Thank u!!

I just thought I’d combine these two requests to make it more interesting since they are more or less the same? I do however need to apologize in advance if that I sorta changed the plot a bit and if I don’t translate your requests the way you hoped it’ll be translated. Let’s take it way back to season 1 shall we? Because I just love a lil throwback. I hope this will work. And I know this will sound nothing Riverdale because of the importance of Bughead, but hey, this is called a fiction for a reason, right?

You were at Jason’s memorial with the rest of your family as Cheryl stood in front of everyone, listening to her speak about Jason. Your aunt Penelope was trying to stop Cheryl,yet again, but you quickly reminded her that she’s just going to make things worst for everyone and for herself.

“Even though we were twins, I used to demand I have my own birthday party,” Cheryl muttered, adding, “Until one year, out of the blue, Jason convinced me we had to combine them into one. It wasn’t until years later that I found out why. It was because no one wanted to come to mine. And JAson didn’t want me to know...”

Hearing Cheryl’s words made you all teary. Your boyfriend Jughead, squeezed your hand tightly in his, as he was sitting next to you. “Are you okay?” he whispered. He knew you were very close to both, Cheryl and Jason. And Jason’s death was affecting you as much as it was affecting Cheryl. You knew about Jason’s plans to run away with Polly, as you were Polly’s best friend after all.It was a secret you swear to both Jason and Polly that you’d never tell. The fact that Polly was pregnant with Jason’s kid. No one knew about it. Not even Cheryl. Or your boyfriend, Jughead. When Jason proposed to Polly, you were the first person Polly told. You could only cry for the fact that Polly would never get to see Jason ever again. You just wished that Polly would be safe, wherever she was. 

“I’m so sorry Jay-Jay. We failed you. All of us,” Cheryl sobbed. You immediately got up from your chair to hug your grieving cousin. 

You stayed by Cheryl’s side throughout supper, to protect her from your aunt Penelope. And that’s when you realized that Jughead was nowhere to be seen. You searched the entire house for him, but, not even Archie nor Veronica has seen him. You the realized that Betty was gone too. That could only mean one thing.

You quickly ran to get to Jason’s room and heard Nana Rose telling Betty about the ring Jason gave to Polly.

“Nana Rose!” you interrupted. 

"Did you know that Polly and Jason’s engaged?” Jughead whispered, pulling you to the side. You shrugged. “You knew, didn’t you. Why didn’t you tell me, Y/N?”

“It’s not my secret to tell, Jug.”

“Wait,” Betty turned to face you. “You knew all these while that my sister is engaged with Jason and you didn’t say a thing to me?”

“Like I said, it’s not my secret to tell.’

“I can’t believe it, Y/N! You knew I am seeking answers about my sister, my family. Do you know where Polly is?”

“No.”

“Tell me the truth!” 

“No! I don’t know where she is, okay? Maybe you should ask your dad! He’s the one who keeps wanting to send her away!”

“So Polly did tell you something? Come on, Y/N. You’re her best friend. You must know something.”

“Like I said, ask your dad, Betty.”

.......

“Hey, Archie, have you seen Jughead? It sure feels like I keep on losing him lately,” you sighed. 

“You mean you didn’t know about Betty and Jughead’s stealth operation?” Kevin asked.

“Kev!” Archie stopped him.

“What stealth operation?” 

Kev looked at Archie for validation, but Archie shook his head like he was reminding Kevin to stay quiet. 

“Come on, Archie, tell me. Is it about Polly? I need to know. She’s my best friend, remember?”

“I mean, she deserves to know too, Archie,” Kevin agreed.

“Okay, okay. But, you must promise me that you’d never tell anyone, especially Cheryl, okay?”

“I promise.”

“Betty and Jughead figured out where Polly is and they are trying to rescue her.” Hearing your boyfriend’s name in the same sentence as Betty’s name made your heart ache a little. You sort of realized that he was spending so much time with her lately.

.......

You were at Pop’s, all by yourself when you saw your boyfriend walked in. 

“There you are,” he smiled. “You have no idea what I’ve discovered today.”

“I can’t have any idea if you keep on hiding things from me now, can I?”

“Wait. What? Are you mad at me or something, Y/N?” Jughead chuckled.

You gave him a side eye.

“Hey, what’s wrong,” he placed his arm around you.

“Why didn’t you tell me that you knew where Polly was?”

“I wanted too, but Betty wants to-”

“And why are you spending so much time with Betty lately? Do you like her or something?”

‘Wait, what? Y/N, you can’t be jealous of me and Betty. You know me and her have been friends for ages.”

“I kinda knew that you always had a crush on her. Polly told me,” you sulked.

“Hey,” Jughead pulled you in closer so you could lean your head against his frame as he comforted you in his embrace. “I love you, okay? I am just helping a friend out and I am sorry if you feel left out. You know how invested I can be when it comes to solving mysteries.”

“Promise?” you glanced at him.

“Promise,” he smiled as he kissed your lips.

......

Jughead hadn’t realized that you were discretely following him from behind.You just knew that something was up with him. He felt distant. Like all he could ever think about was Betty. When you saw him climbed up a ladder to get to Betty’s bedroom, your heart began to race. You began to imagine all the worst possible scenarios in your head. When you saw that there was no car in front of the house, you felt relieved. You quickly made your way to the front porch of Polly’s house and searched for the keys she had always kept hidden under a rock in the lawn. You let yourself in and you walked straight up to Betty’s room.

Your body instantly froze when you saw Jughead and Betty kissed. You were right. Something was definitely going on between them. You just couldn’t believe that Jughead would do this to you. You were right. You were absolutely right.

“Jughead? Betty?” you croaked out, holding back the tears in your eyes, swallowing the huge lump in your throat.

“Y/N? What are you-” You walked away before Jughead could finish.

“Y/N. Y/N, wait.”

Jughead was quick on his feet, therefore he managed to get to you before you could even exit the house.

“I can explain.”

“Okay. Explain,” you sobbed. “How could you, Jug? I trusted you.”

“I-”

“And with Betty? Really? I feel so stupid. You two have been lying to me the whole time. I just knew it!”

“Y/N... I-”

“You know what, Jughead? You two can go to hell. I hope you two are happy,” you cried, slamming the door behind you.

......

It’s been weeks since you last saw Jughead. You made some lousy excuses to skip school and you’ve blocked all of Jughead’s attempt to reach you. 

“Okay. You are pathetic.” Cheryl moaned when she saw you still in bed at at 2PM.

“Urgh! Go away cousin!”

“Wake up. Because you are going to love what I’m going to tell you.”

“What?”

“Both of our archnemesi, Betty Cooper and Veronica Lodge, will be at a little shindig at chowderhead Archie’s house.”

“I don’t have a problem with Veronica,” you told Cheryl.

“She’s best friend’s with Betty Cooper. You need to have a problem with her, cousin Y/N!”

You blinked when you saw the smirk on Cheryl’s face. You knew your cousin had some plans of sabotage up her sleeves and you want nothing more than a proper revenge on Betty Cooper for stealing your boyfriend.

“Wanna team up for a little destruction, Y/N?” 

......

The look on Jughead’s face when he saw you walked into Archie’s place was priceless. 

“Did you really think that you could have a party without inviting moi?” Cheryl said after making a grand entrance at Archie’s house. You were eyeing Jughead when you realized how upset he looked. You knew it was his birthday and the last thing Jughead would ever want is a birthday party.

“Archie, where do you want the kegs?” Moose asked.

“Screw it. One in the kitchen, one in the backyard.” 

You saw how disappointed Jughead looked and you felt really sorry for him. He left the room filled with people he’d usually avoid in school, leaving Betty and her friends there to watch the entire school wreck havoc in Archie’s living room.

You walked up to Betty with a smug. “Did you really think Jughead would appreciate a birthday party?”

“Y/N, not now. I didn’t invite you and your gangs here, okay?”

“What about his dad?” you muttered.

“What?” Betty asked, tilting her head confused.

“i invited his dad here,” you admitted. “You should know that it would mean the world to him if his dad remembers his birthday.” You nearly sob when you told Betty that intimate information. It was something that Jughead never told you but you knew because you witnessed how dejected he was, countless of times, wishing that his father would always be there for him.

“Y/N... I...”

“That’s a vital information, Betty. I am surprised you missed it.”

“Y/N, look. About Jughead and I. I am truly sorry for what we did. I guess... we just fell in love. Or has always been in love...”

“Do you really love him Betty?”

“I do, Y/N... Very much.”

“Then maybe you should go and look for him then.”

“Y/N...”

“I should grab a drink,” you told Betty, avoiding further conversation with her. You were suddenly reminded of the heartbreak that you were going through. You still love Jughead, that’s for sure. But he doesn’t love you back. He has Betty now.

A tear fell from your eye when you headed to the kitchen. Chuck saw you and followed you from behind.

“Still thinking about trailer boy, huh?” he chuckled.

“Go away, Chuck.”

“Come on,” he breathed near your neck, making your skin crawl. “Let’s forget about trailer boy and have fun a little.”

“Stay back!” you warned him.

“Or what? Come on, Y/N. You don’t have to act so pure, okay? You’re a Blossom, and we all know how dirty a Blossom can be,” he laughed. 

‘Stop!” you cried when he started to run his hand up your thigh.

“Oh, come on, Y/N. I know you’ve been lonely lately.”

“Well screw you!”

“Yeah? Well, look at you. All alone and pathetic. Not even Jughead wants to be with you. I gotta say, the boy has good taste to court Betty. I bet he is tired of screwing a grade C Blossom over and over again, huh?” Chuck smirked. You felt disgusted and started crying. Jughead would have defended you in a heartbeat if he was still boyfriend. But Chuck’s right. You’re alone now. You’ve lost your best friend Polly and now, Jughead.

You stepped out of Archie’s house and sat on the stairs. You buried you head in your palms when you heard someone called your name.

“Y/N?”

You looked up and saw Jughead’s dad standing in front of you, carrying a huge box of present in his hand.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

“Yeah, I’m okay,” you wiped away your tears. “Jug’s inside, hiding if you can’t already tell...”

“I figured. Don’t think my boy had this many friends,” he chuckled, before adding, “Y/N, I should thank you for calling me today. I really appreciate it.”

“He’d love to see you here, Mr Jones,” you smile.

“Are you sure you’re okay, Y/N?”

You only nodded.

“Look, I don’t know what my boy did to you and if he ever hurt you, let me know.”

“Jughead... he’s... He is the sweetest Mr Jones,” you told him. “And he has Betty now. He is in good hands.” You admitted.

“Don’t be too humble, Y/N. I know you were always there for my son when I couldn’t even bare the responsibility of a father,’ he gave you a forlorn stare.

His words made you cry even more.

“I’m sorry, Mr Jones. I got to go,” you sobbed as you walked away from Archie’s house.

.......

You heard the bell at Pop’s chime while you were sitting at the back booth. You were about to order another Cherry Cola for yourself when Jughead suddenly appears in front of you, with a glass of cherry coke and chocolate milkshake in his hands. Your eyes immediately saw the cut and bruises on his face, like he’s been assaulted.

“What happened?” you asked him.

“Can I sit here?”

You nodded and Jughead slowly slid into the empty space next to you. You and Jughead sat silently and awkwardly for a few seconds. He then cleared his throat.

“So, my dad came. Thank you, Y/N. I really appreciate what you did.”

“Partied too hard?” you chuckled, pointing at the cut on his face. The corner of his lips were bruised and you were certain that someone at the party had beaten the shit out of Jughead.

“Chuck,” Jughead chuckled.

“What?”

“I heard what he said to you,” he admitted. “I’ve never lunged at anyone that fast my entire life.”

“Jughead...” you touched his face. He flinched a little indicating that he’s still hurting from the fight. “Sorry.”

“No, Y/N, I’m sorry. For everything,” he exhaled, grabbing your hand and placed it tightly in his. “I screwed up, didn’t I?”

“Jug. I get it. Feelings change. People change. You’re lucky to have Betty. She’s perfect for you and it’s not nice if she sees us like this,” you pulled away from him. 

“Why are you so selfless, Y/N? Even after what Betty and I did to you, you’d still want to put her feelings first before yours... You’re... You’re really special.”

“Because I know how a heartbreak feels like.”

“Y/N... I’m sorry.”

“Jug....”

“I ended things with Betty.”

“What? Why? She loves you very much, Jug. I know she can be easily misunderstood, but trust me Jug, I’ve know Betty since she was born. She’s good for you. Don’t ruin that.”

“Betty doesn’t love me. I am just her second choice after Archie,” Jughead shook his head. 

“You know that’s not true.”

“Really? And you know that’s not true?”

“Yes.”

“How so?”

“Because she told me how much she loves you. You know she’s good for you.”

“And what makes you think you’re not good for me?”

“You chose her over me, remember? And I guess I carry the Blossom curse. No one will understand a Blossom. Also...”

Jughead placed his lips against yours before you could even finish mumbling. You instantly froze, not really knowing what to do in that situation. Part of you wants him back. But another part of you resisted.

“Jughead, stop. Please.”

He was taken aback by your reaction. 

“I can’t do this, Jug. Not to Betty. I am sorry,” you told him. “You just broke up with her a few moments ago and here you are with me? Are you serious Jughead?”

“Y/N... I’m... I’m sorry.”

“I know... Me too. But until you figure out how you really feel, I think we should stop seeing each other.”