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@jugshat
Hello wonderful people!!!
As you can tell, I haven't been that active on this blog... (it's actually been two years lol I'm so sorry) I just wanted to say thank you to everyone that is still reading my works:) I also wanted to say that sadly I will not continue writing on this blog. It was very fun but my interets changed over the years... Thank you all for making this account something that was so fun! :)
(I now have another writing blog called @pyox1 if you want to explore that;)
Jugs hat? Or Jug shat?
Both
THE ORIGINAL RIVERDALE CREW (90s pop music plays in the background~)
This is amazing.
THIS IS MAGIC
Fuck me up
Reggie Mantle: Who are you?
Zach Dempsey: I'm you, but with more screen time
I normally wouldn't post anything that's not Riverdale related but this is so important. Stay safe! He is said to have left the city so be careful if you live in the area. Please stay safe.
Should my next imagine be about Jughead, Reggie or Archie? Im open for other ideas too xx
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AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO SEES IT
Paranormal Experience - Archie Andrews
Pairing : Archie Andrews x Reader
Word Count : 1,614
Warnings : Ouija board (?)
Requests are closed!
It was a cold and stormy night. The wind was making the walls of the old house creek, which sent chills down your spine. The scene in front of you didn’t help the ambiance. A horror movie was playing on the flat screen television of your best friend’s living room. The red head had finally convinced you after hours of pleading. You had always hated horror films. Especially the gory ones. Sprawled across the couch and the floor were six teenagers, including yourself. Betty and Veronica were huddled together behind a huge blanket that was practically engulfing both of their petite bodies. A lap top was sitting of Jughead’s lap, the boy occasionally glancing up to the movie. Kevin held a bowl a popcorn, his eyes wide, hypnotized by the film. Your best friend, Archie, had it’s arm around your shoulder, protectively holding you.
A jump scare popped up and everybody screamed expect for the raven haired, who was still furiously typing on his computer.
“This movie is ruining my cinematographic experience. The scenes are way too predictable and cliché.” Jughead spoke up. Kevin grabbed a hand full of popcorn and threw it to the boy.
“Shut it and let us appreciate.” Archie shushed them, readjusting his position.
“Guys come on, don’t be childish.” Betty said. The room was silent again and your lungs stopped filling with air for a second. A lugubrious feeling was settling inside you. You turned your body to the red head beside you and nuzzled yourself in his chest. His head fell on yours and rested on your long hair. You instinctively took his hand and intertwined your fingers with his. He bit his lip, eyes glued to the scene on the flat screen. You could feel his heart beating quicker, but perhaps it was only your imagination.
Out of the blue, the high pitched screams of Ronnie, Bets and yourself filled the room.
“Hey,” Archie whispered in your ear “It’s just a movie. Don’t worry it’ll be fine.” He brought you closer as you worriedly glanced at him.
“I’m not sure Arch, I have this bad feeling-” A loud thunder came from outside and this time, everybody screamed out of terror. The television suddenly turned off and the whole house was now pitched black expect for the blue light from Jughead’s laptop that illuminated his face. Big arms squeezed your figure and the voice of your best friend came from your right.
“The power’s out.”
“No shit detective gadget.” You recognized Veronica’s sassy tone.
“Do you have any flashlights or something?” Kevin spoke up.
“Yeah- I’m pretty sure I have candles lying somewhere in a drawer of the kitchen.” Archie got up and an unfamiliar coldness invaded you by the lack of body heat you friend provided you. Kevin was quick to open his phone’s flashlight. The two boys left the rest of you in the living room as they went on their scavenger hunt. Scary thoughts were running trough your mind- thanks to the movie. You started biting your nails out of pure nervousness. Small whispers came from in front of you which caught your attention.
“What’s going on?” The voices ignored you and continued giggling. You felt like something was up but didn’t question it.
Archie came back five minutes later with a bunch of candles and a lighter, but no Kevin by his side.
“Where’s Kevin?” You asked. Your best friend shrugged.
“No idea. He wondered off when I grabbed the candles.” This comment gained a snicker from Betty but was quickly shut down by Veronica shoving her elbow in her side. Archie placed candles all over the living room and lighten them one by one. On queue, Jughead got up and turned around to face you on the couch.
“This calls for a séance.” He then pulled out a Ouija board out of his backpack and placed it on the middle of the dining table.
“What? No!” You objected. Your group of friends knew how much you hated the paranormal.
“Come on (y/n), can you imagine a better setting? A group of teens, in the dark, during a storm… I will not let this opportunity pass.” Veronica said. Her and Betty walked up to Jughead as Archie came up to you.
“You don’t have to do this (y/n/n). We can go upstairs and talk, okay? I don’t want you to feel pressured to do anything.” He was the only one to understand you fear and not make fun of you about it. You weakly smiled at him.
“Thank you, but I think I’ll stay down here. I don’t want to seem like a party pooper.”
“You sure?” You nodded quickly and felt flustered from your best friend’s protectiveness.
“Hey- love birds! Is it for today or tomorrow?” You and Archie slowly stepped to the table where Jugh, Bets and Ronnie were sitting around the spirit board, You sheepishly sat on an unoccupied chair beside the blonde girl.
“We need to hold hands.” Betty said. When you were all holding hands, making a perfect circle, Jughead confidently spoke up.
“Spirits! We come in peace and want to communicate with you. We do not want to evocate fear just to ask questions. If you can hear us, let it be known.” You all waited for a voice or a sound, but nothing happened. A nervous giggle escaped your mouth which gained a frown from Jugh.
“Maybe I wasn’t clear enough-” He cleared his throat. If there is a spirit in this room, reveal yourself!“ You rolled your eyes, impatient as only silence could be heard in the house.
’‘Guys this is stupid-” A loud crash interrupted your phrase. This time, nobody screamed. It even felt like everyone had stopped breathing. You were all too terrified to make a sound.
“We need to continue.” Veronica said quietly. Archie didn’t really feel the same.
“Are you crazy! This isn’t your house that’s going to be haunted for the next centuries!”
The group ignored the comment that the football player had just made and Jugh shook his head with a thoughtful expression.
“Let’s put our fingers on the planchette.” Without any arguments, everybody placed their hands over the pointer, only the tip of their index touching the plastic object. Together, all of you made a few circles on the board. Automatically, loud footsteps came from the dark hallway separating the main entrance of the house to the kitchen. With that, you got up and held yourself tightly.
“That’s it!” You panicked. “I’m not playing this game anymore!” All of your friends eyes looked at you. Archie tried calming you.
“Everything’s fine (y/n/n). Nothing bad will happen as long as I’m here.” Your girl friends were hiding a grin and the raven haired boy was pursing his lips. Their attention all seemed to be on something behind you. You cautiously turned to look at the dark corridor. You couldn’t see anything until a figure emerged out of nowhere, bolting towards you. A high pitched scream escaped your mouth. Your throat burned but you couldn’t stop yelling. Instinctively, your eyes shut and your hands made their way on your ears, applying pressure to them. You stayed like that for a few seconds before hearing laughs throughout the kitchen. You gradually peeked, and saw Kevin in front of you, holding his stomach, red from laughing. The gang was all cracking up, except for you and Archie.
“Seriously?!” You looked at the one who wasn’t laughing. “We’re you in on this?!” He stared back, shocked that you were even suspecting him.
“What- No! You know I don’t find these types of jokes funny.” By then, you were fuming.
“Sorry (y/n).” Betty barely made out.
“You’re just such an easy target.” Jughead continued. You pouted, expecting better from your friends. You marched towards the couch and stubbornly sat on it, ignoring all the roars. You pulled your knees underneath your chin, comforting yourself. Without noticing, your red head best friend joined you on the sitting area.
“You okay (y/n/n)?” You restrained yourself from talking and kept staring at the wooden floor. Archie caressed your cheek, making your attention turn towards him.
“It’s all fine now, see? It was all a stupid joke.” You kept staring into his eyes and nodded. Before he could say anything else, you gave him a peck on his lips. Your eyes widened and you backed away, surprised by your own actions. Archie kept silent.
“Archie- I’m so sorry. I’m just thankful for you defending me and being so sweet- oh my what am I saying? I don’t know what came up in me, it won’t happen again.” Archie didn’t say anything, just leaned forward. He licked his lips and glanced at yours.
“Can I?” You couldn’t say anything, your mind processing everything that was happening. Guessing your answer was yes, Archie kissed your lips. You let your knees go and brought your hands behind the boy’s neck. You pressed your mouth against his and played with his fiery red locks. His tongue licked your bottom lip, asking for entrance which you gladly gave. He gently held your face and deepened the kiss. This feeling was completely new to you, yet you loved it. The two of you separated and took a big breath.
“That was…”
“Amazing” You both giggle and dumbly smiled at each other.
“Called it! You all owe me ten bucks.” Of course Veronica had put a bet on you two. Even though the prank they played on you was ruthless and cruel, you loved all your friends. No matter what.
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I think I love you - Jughead Jones
Pairing : Jughead Jones x Reader
Word count : 1,484
Warnings : none
Requests are closed!
Your phone rang in the pocket of your jacket making you jump by surprise. You answered the call before showing your index to your friend Archie, meaning that it would only take a minute.
''Hi, this is (y/n) speaking.''
''Hey (y/n), how are you?'' You instantly recognised the groggy voice behind the line.
''Jughead! I'm good! What about you?'' From the corner of your eye, you would've swore you saw Archie rolling his eyes.
''Marvellous. So, what are you up to this evening? I thought we maybe could've hung out tonight. You know, me, you, at Pop's?'' You chuckled lightly.
''Sorry Juggie, I was planning on spending the night with Archie... You can tag along if you want? I'm sure he wouldn't mind.'' A small sigh made its way into your ear. You had to admit that you spent a lot of your recent time with your new red-haired friend. Jughead still occupied the position of best friend. He didn't have to worry about it.
''I promise we'll do something together tomorrow, alright?'' It was silence for a while before you heard back,
''Yeah sure.'' You pursed your lips, mentally cursing yourself. It wasn't the first time that you had turned down your best of friend for Archie. Lately it had been happening more than before. It made you feel like the worst pal.
''See you.'' With that, Jughead hung up. You understood how he felt. It wasn't right that you weren't spending as much time with him.
''Jughead, wasn't it?'' You looked up and saw Archie sprawled across the black beanbag in your bedroom. His hands were attached on the new acoustic guitar his dad had got him for his birthday. You nodded and played with the sleeves of you sweater. Your friend continued strumming the strings of his instrument.
''Hey- I wrote this song last week, and I wanted to know what you thought about it. I've been trying to talk to Josie about her playing some of my compositions, but she's not that into it. You're her friend, right? Maybe you could listen to it and try to talk to her?'' He asked questioningly.
''Of course, go ahead.'' His fingers moved to the tuners and accorded them as his other hand rested on the waist of the guitar. A few seconds later, a pleasant melody filled the room. Archie then started singing the lyrics he had written. The song wasn't bad at all. In fact, it was quite catchy. The redhead friend of yours had talent. Before Archie could go on, you blurted out something you soon would regret.
''I'll probably spend the day with him tomorrow.'' The small tune that Archie had started suddenly came to an end. Archie hadn't spoken to Jughead since this summer. The tree of you and Betty we're supposed to go on a road trip the fourth of July but Archie left you hanging at the last minute. Since then, the boys stopped talking completely. When you mentioned one of them to the other, you saw the irritation and annoyance in their expression.
''I thought you were coming to my game tomorrow. I'm playing in the varsity football team this year, remember?'' You bet your lip and fiddled your hair with your fingers.
''I'm sorry Arch. I haven't seen Jughead in a while now and I don't want him to feel like I stopped being his friend. I'm making a vow that I'll show up to your next game, how about that?''
''Why does it always have to be about him? Everything constantly has to be about Jughead.'' Your were caught off guard by the sudden raise in his voice.
''That's not it... I'm just trying to do what's best here.''
''By ditching me at the last minute, that's how your making things better? I didn't think of you as an inconsiderate and selfish person.'' He replied bitterly. In all the time of you guy's friendship, you had never seen this side of Archie. Usually, he would be sweet and just shrug off any problem that faced his way. But the words he had just told you, they hurt your heart. Your eyes were starting to fill up with tears and your bottom lip started quivering.
''I've spent all my time with you for the last month. You. Not Jughead. Why are you treating me like this?''
''You know what? I don't want to spend any more of my time with you right now.'' With that, Archie got up and left you alone in your room. Without even noticing, a trail of tears had made its way down your cheeks. A sob escaped your mouth and your hands covered your face as you poured your heart out. You laid in your bed and continued crying.
It was all your fault. Archie now hated you and would probably never talk to you again. Why did you had to be so stupid? If only you had kept your mouth shut. Maybe he still would have been on that beanbag, singing.
Maybe half an hour later, you heard the wooden creek of your door meaning that someone was coming in. You didn't even move, your pillow pressed against your face. The mattress shifted to the side from the sudden weight that it now had on it. You felt a piece of your hair being put behind your ear. You smiled at the sweet gesture and assumed it was your mother. You slowly got up and saw Jughead sitting beside you. Automatically, you vaulted in his arms tearing up once again.
''Sssh. It's going to be okay.'' He rubbed your back comfortingly. Your forehead was against his chest, his two upper limbs protectively holding you. Your eyes were probably red from all the crying but you couldn't care less. You continued sobbing in his chest until you eventually felt calmer.
''Why- Why are you here?'' You asked with a small voice. Jughead gently whipped your cheek with his thumb.
''Your mom saw Archie leave in a rush and realized that you two probably had a fight. She heard you crying and thought that you would be more willing to speak about it with me than her.'' You grinned at the boy.
''I ruined your shirt.'' You noticed, and felt guilty.
''Nothing to worry about (y/n/n). I never liked that jersey anyway.'' You giggle with your best friend. You sniffed and observed Jughead who his face was only about a foot away from you. You had to admit that he was good looking. His prefect blue eyes were mesmerising and his pink lips appeared so kissable. Forever you considered the boy as nothing more than a platonic relationship to you. Never had you ever felt anything for him. But in that moment, something clicked. Jughead wasn't only a friend to you, not even a best friend. A stronger feeling overwhelmed your body. You felt love. You loved Jughead Jones.
He was the one who your mother called when you were sad. He was the one who came rushing to your house as soon as your mother hung up. He was the one who was holding you and comforting you, whispering sweet nothing to you as you were crying. He was the one who was there for you.
''Jughead.'' He raised his eyebrows at you.
''(y/n)?'' You asked yourself in your mind if it was the right time to confess your feelings towards him. Your breathing started quickening as the anxiety rose in your core.
''I think I-'' He watched you with intending eyes, indicating to continue your phrase.
''I think I love you.'' Jughead eyeballed you, astonished at your revelation. He quietly answered, almost inaudible for you to hear.
''I think I love you too.'' He leaned towards you and slowly pressed his lips to yours. Fireworks were going off in your stomach. The heaviness on your shoulders disappeared. In this moment, nothing else mattered in the world. Both of your lips moved in sync as you played with his raven locks. His arms pulled you closer to him, leaving no space between you two. Jughead backed away and kissed every each of your face, including your cheeks, temple and chin.
''You are the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.'' He whispered in your ear. You gave him a last long peck on the lips before saying,
''Do you want to lay down and cuddle with me?'' He moved his head up and down calmly and took a blanket that was already on the bed to cover you. Cuddling was not something new for the both of you. You had always cuddled together, and whenever. His hand ran through your hair bringing a comforting and fuzzy feeling. His body pressed behind your back and his hot breath was tingling your neck. Before you even knew it, you and Jughead had fallen in a deep slumber, both dreaming about each other.
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Smokes - Jughead Jones
Pairing : Jughead Jones x Reader
Word Count : 1,002
Warnings : none
This isn’t my best so sorry if it felt rushed…
Requests are open
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It had been a while since you had your suspicions about Jughead smoking. Lately, his beanie and hair would leave a terrible smell of cigarette everywhere he went. Even his old jacket, which usually had the scent of his cologne , now reeked of tobacco.
You felt like your boyfriend was drifting away. Usually, Jughead said everything to you and never kept a secret to himself. It ached your heart a little that maybe your boyfriend didn’t fully trust you to tell you about his new “hobby”. Even if you were repulsed by the idea of smoking you would’ve preferred your boyfriend telling you than keeping it a secret.
It was a ravishing morning when you decided to go on an early bike ride. The wind was blowing through your long hair and the fresh breeze was soothing on your face. The birds were chipping which made a smile appear across your lips.
Ever since your younger years, you had always loved spending time outside. Whether you were jumping in a lake or pitching a ball with your father, the outdoors was like a second home to you.
As you were making a right on the main street, an idea popped inside your mind. Since you hadn’t seen your boyfriend during the weekend, you thought paying him a visit would be a kind act to do. You knew that he loved getting up at early hours of the morning. He once told you that those precious hours were his favourite of the day. He loved the peaceful atmosphere and isolation of the morning. Your vaguely remember him telling you that his favourite color palette was the painting on the sky during dawn.
You fastened your pace and quickly made your way to Jug’s house. Arriving in front of his house, you stopped beside your bicycle and took a second to catch your breath. When you finally felt your lungs full again, you turned your attention to the boy sitting on his porch. He obviously hadn’t seen you since he was still looking down at his phone.
What you hadn’t seen, was the cigarette that was lying between his lips. Your mouth was opened, dumb-founded as your boyfriend took a long drag of the round stick before blowing out heavy white smoke. His eyes looked up and saw you, only standing a meter or two away from him.
“Hey (y/n).” He said nonchalantly,
“Hey (y/n),” You air quoted with your fingers, “That’s all you got to say to me?”
Jughead only watched you and shrugged. You sighed angrily and laid your yellow bike on his green lawn.
“I can’t believe my eyes. Out of all the people, you’re the one smoking?” You crossed your arms across your chest. “It’s really disgusting. I hope you realize that.” Your boyfriend stayed silent, resulting in you rolling your eyes. “You’re throwing your life away! Did you know that smoking is the main cause of lung cancer, heart disease and stroke? You can develop asthma from tobacco. My cousin has a respiratory disorder and let me tell you that she would give anything away to get rid of it. Is that what you want? To have asthma?” You sat next to your boyfriend, exhausted from your sudden outburst.
“You’re over dramatizing the whole situation (y/n).” You rested your head in your palm, starring worriedly at him,
“Well, ok then- just tell me how it started. Please? Maybe I could help you.” Jughead rubbed his eyes tiredly with his palms before putting down the cigarette in the ashtray that was already full.
“Yeah, okay sure. ” He took a deep breath. “My dad was out for the week, and I guess I was just prying around the house before I came across a pack of Marlboros. I smoked one or two and I just got used to it. Is that what you wanted to hear?”
“Hey,” You said suddenly more sweetly. “I’m sorry if I came across as mad or irritating, I’m just trying to look at for you.”
“At least it eases all the stresses, you know? Everything that’s been going on in Riverdale is crazy. Jason Blossom’s murder, the guys in the football team’s morbid notebook, the list goes on.” You fondled his soft brown locks. “To add on to it, Betty wants me to be a part of the Blue and Gold this year.”
“That’s some good news!” You tried lifting up the mood. Jughead frowned and fiddled with his fingers. A usual sign of frustration for him.
“It should be. The thing is, I don’t get any more time to work on my novel. And that’s what I like doing and want to do. Betty expects me to exceed on the school’s journal, but I don’t know if I can do it.” You studied his figure and noticed one of his legs slightly shaking.
“Juggie, are you sure you’re fine?” Your eyes tried finding his but it looked like he was avoiding your gaze.
“I keep saying that everything is, but then I find myself anxiously waiting for you to text me back when you get home. I get worried sick when you’re not with me. I’m scared that something bad will happen to you. Ever since it was announced publicly that Jason was murdered, I can’t stop looking at people differently. What if I came face to face with the killer and I don’t even know or realize it? To continue on there’s my writer’s block, my parents never being around- I can’t get a grip and that’s why I’m doing it.” He motioned the black ashtray with his chin.
“I’m here for you. Call me instead of smoking. Whenever you fill like picking up a cigarette, pick up your phone instead and dial my number, all right?” In answer, your boyfriend sheepishly smiled at you.
For the rest of the day, you spent your time with Jughead. Ever since, you sometimes get random calls in the middle of the night from a very familiar caller ID.
Wedding Date - Jughead Jones
Pairing : Jughead Jones x Reader Word Count : 1,013 Warnings : none Requests are open! ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sitting at a round table, you were admiring the view in front of you. Your older sister, happily dancing with her newly wedded husband. ''Isn't this beautiful?'' you asked your long-timed boyfriend, Jughead Jones the third, who was sitting right next to you. The usual beanie who was normally on his head, was nowhere to be seen. His raven locks gave him the cute, boyish look that you loved. You were kind of glad that he had tried to dress formally for the celebration. He looked down and smirked before answering, ''Is that a trick question?'' You playfully nudged him in his side, knowing he was messing with you. ''You're supposed to say yes!'' He chuckled at you and took your hand in his, bringing warmth and a fuzzy feeling in your stomach. Even though you guys had been dating for already a few years, he always had the same effect on you. ''She is pretty, but you're pulchritudinous.'' You raised your eyebrows, giving him a puzzled look. Jughead had that way of coming up with words you'd never heard before. He was a box full of surprises. ''English, please?'' He sweetly laughed at your confused expression and replied, ''It basically means that you are a delight for my eyes.'' The blood rushed to your cheeks, probably giving you a small pink tint. Your boyfriend could feel your embarrassment and tried lighting up the mood, ''Don't be shy (y/n). You are the most alluring and divine creature I've ever seen.'' A smile crept up your face as Jughead said those words to you. ''Well, you're pretty foxy yourself.'' ''Foxy?'' Jughead said back dazed and amused by your new vocabulary. ''Yeah, foxy! It means artful, cunning, knowing- which I personally think describes you perfectly.'' You explained. At this moment, something seemed to shine in his blue orbs. He leaned towards you, for only you to hear, ''Have I ever told you that I love you?'' You gazed back at him. ''Only every day.'' A dorky smile appeared on him as you kissed his cheek. The next minutes had passed in a comfortable silence, both of you appreciating your surroundings. You and your sister's friends had token hours to decorate the backyard for the wedding. Usually you weren't the arts and craft type but you loved your sister fondly and would do anything for her on this special day. Fairy lights we're hanging on trees and across the dance floor. All the tables had a bouquet of sunflowers in a translucent vase. Balloons were scattered everywhere across the floor. You had also tried some diys from pinterest but didn't really get an interesting ending. In other words, they turned out horribly. An enticing tune was playing in the background which you were quietly humming. Seeing your sister like that made you so happy. It made you think about your future with Jughead. If you two would ever get married. As you were lost in your thoughts, you hadn't noticed your boyfriend getting up, and offering you his hand for you to take. ''Will you give me this dance?'' Your boyfriend asked. The music had turned to a slow song. One of your favourites. You smiled and him and gladly took his hand. ''Of course.'' Hand in hand, you and your boyfriend made your way to the dance floor where other couples were starting to appear. Jughead placed his hands on your waist and yours gently rested on his shoulders. The two of you were lightly moving to the rhythm of the romantic sway. You looked up, your gaze meeting his. ''Have you ever thought about us? Like, in the future us?'' His eyebrows furrowed and peeked at the sky, thinking before saying, ''Sometimes.'' He answered, ''I like to think of us being together after school. Going to college would be fun. Maybe settling down after?'' You bet your bottom lip. ''Yeah I'd like that...'' You trailed off, ''And what about after? What would you want? Would you want... this?'' You asked motioning to the world around you. ''You mean the wedding?'' You nodded, ''I wouldn't mind calling you wifey and being your hubby.'' You both laughed and grinned and his comment. ''Wouldn't it bother your parents though? I know your dad isn't very fond of me.'' ''My dad isn't the one who's going to be deciding who I'm going to spend the rest and most of my days with. Besides, my dad's moving to Arizona in the next month or so. It'll only be me and my mom. You know she cares about you.'' I said back. ''I'm sorry about your dad. I know you two don't have the best of relationship right now, but just try to make the best out of the time you two have left together.'' Jughead knew that your parents had separated when you were only a child. You couldn't clearly remember how they announced it but every time you thought about it, your heart ached. Your boyfriend continued, ''On the good side, since your sister is moving out, doesn't it mean that there's going to be more place for me?'' You teasingly hit him, ''Oh shut it you oaf'' He smirked and pressed his forehead against yours. His icy blue eyes piercing into your (y/e/c) ones. ''To answer that question of yours, yes, I'd like you to be my wife someday.'' He titled his head forward and his damp lips met yours. The kiss was sweet but passionate. It probably would've lasted longer if you two hadn't been in public. Or to be more precise, to your sister's wedding. Just when you two parted away, your sister came up to you with a smile bigger than ever, ''Hey love birds, looks like you two are next.'' With that, she walked away and left you a giggling mess in your boyfriend's arms. Jughead smugly smirked at you. ''Can you at least promise me one thing (y/n)?'' ''Depends what.'' ''That we'll at least have nine kids.'' You chuckled and wondered how you got the chance to have such an amazing boyfriend.
When Veronica saw Betty in that wig
Thankful - Archie Andrews
Pairing : Archie Andrews x Reader
Word Count : 1219
Warning : Sexual assault
Summary : You and Veronica are at a party when drunk Reggie tries taking advantage of you. Archie then comes and saves you.
Resquets are open
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The night was only getting started and you could already feel your head pounding. The loud music was booming trough the house and a bunch of teens were already wasted on the dance floor.
Cheryl Blossom had thrown a party in the honor of the new riverdale’s vixons. Since you were a part of the cheersquad, you felt obligated to attend the event. You never really were the partying type but your bestfriend Veronica, had practically dragged you to the Blossom’s manor. She promised you that you would have a good time and that your long time crush, Archie Andrews, was going to be there.
You had been friends with Archie since kindergarden and always thought he maybe had a crush on you but you were never sure of it. Vernica knew you liked him so there was no point in denying your feelings towards the boy with her. After a lot of arguing, you decided to give this party a try only if Veronica stayed with you all night, which of course, she accepted.
You two danced and laughed like little kids. Even if you had a headache from all the noise, you couldn’t help but have fun with your best friend. While jumping and singing, you had tried looking around for the famous redhead but had no chance, not once spotting him on the dance floor. After a while, Veronica excused herself to go to the bathroom.
You were now staying at the punch table, waiting for your best friend to come back from the restroom when Reggie, one of the football players approached you. You guys had talked once or twice, but never enough to call each other friends. His tall and attractive figure made it’s way towards you, as he gave you a cheeky grin.
“What’s cookin’, good lookin’?” Reggie was close enough for you to smell the alcohol in his system. He had obviously drank alot
“Hey Reggie” You returned loudly enough for him to hear you.
“Whatchu doin’ out here all by yourself?” You laughed at his sudden bizarre way of talking.
“Actually, I’m waiting for Veronica to come back from the bathroom.” The drunken teen beside you only nodded and pourred himself another drink. His back was pressed against the wall, slurping the liquor that was in his cup.
“Wanna go upstairs?” You furrowed your eyebrows and quickly turned your head towards Reggie.
“I’m sorry?” You asked confused. The tall teenager slowly made his way closer to you as you took a step back.
“You know what I mean,” He said, eyeing your body up and down.
“Come on (y/n), I know you want it.” Before you could say anything, Reggie’s hands made it’s way to your hips trying to pull you towards him. You pushed him lightly on his chest.
“What are you doing? Stop that.” He ignored you and started kissing your neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses.
“Don’t touch me!” You tried pushing him harder but he only held you with more force. He dug his fingers on your hips probably leaving bruises along the way. Tears started forming in your eyes as you squirmed to get out of his grasp.
“Don’t fight it babe.” You cried out for help but no one seemed to be hearing you.
“I bet you’re so hot underneath that dress, I-” Reggie was then aggresivly pulled of you and thrown on the ground. He grunted in pain as his head hit the hard wood flooring. In front of you, your redhead crush was pinning down Reggie by the neck. Your eyes widened in horror as Archie started punching the teen beneth him.
“Archie- You’re going to hurt him!” Around you, a circle of drunken people we’re starting to chant ‘fight, fight, fight’ continuesly. Others had their phones out recording the scene. So much was going on in such a small amount of time, you couldn’t comprehend it all. Reggie was trying to fight back, but couldn’t due to the heavy weight of Archie on him and all the punches he was getting on the nose and the jaw. Some people in the room were still unaware of the fight, and others just seemed uninterested. The redhead was still going at it when you shook his shoulder saying,
“Don’t do this, he isn’t worth it.” Archie looked back at you.
“He should'nt touch you like that!” You looked at Reggie on the ground. He was completely knocked out. His once good looking face was now all blue from the punches. You couldn’t look at him without getting a shiver down your spine.
“Let’s just leave, okay? Before all of this becomes any worse.” Archie nodded, got up and tried making his way trough the crowd of people. You looked around and couldn’t find Veronica. Where the hell was she? You made yourself a mental note to text her the second you got home. She probably couldn’t get to you because of the mass of teens in the room, still excited about the fight. You and Archie quickly made your way out of the Blossom manor before anyone could hold you back
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The stars were the only source of light in Riverdale at this time of night. The streets were quiet as you two walked side by side on the old sidewalk. You kept playing what happened at the party over and over in your head. It was like an endless cycle inside your mind. The thoughts of almost getting sexualy assaulted terrified you. Gratefulness filled your heart for Archie. If he wouldn’t had been there, who knows what would’ve happened next. A few minutes passed before you broke the silence.
“Thank you, Archie. For what you did back there. I don’t know what I would have done without you.” You said while walking. He shrugged his shoulders like it was no biggie.
“You don’t have to thank me, it’s the least I could do.” You stopped walking and sighed at Archie.
“But, I do. Reggie could’ve done awful things to me but you were there to stop him.”
“Reggie is a shit face who never should’ve laid eyes on you in the first place.” He continued. “You’re precious (y/n). I wouldn’t let anyone touch you or take advantage of you” You smiled at him and blushed at his last comment. You looked down from embarasment.
“You really mean that?” Archie lifted your chine up with his thumb and locked his beautiful brown eyes with yours.
“Of course I do.” Your heart started racing in your chest. Had Archie just confessed his feelings for you? Your lips formed a small smile as he took your small hands in his big ones. Your breathing became shaky as his mouth was only centimeters away from your own.
He then slowly locked his lips with yours. Electricity was running trough your veins as the red head boy was kissing you. You couldn’t believe that this was actually happening. The boy who you had a crush on since you we’re five, was kissing you. His lips were warm, soft and brought you comfort.
Suddenly, nothing else mattered in the world but you and Archie. All you wanted was him, and all he wanted was you.
