#reader x jughead

[frost-queen]

CAN NO LONGER BE REQUESTED FOR!

Jughead Jones

• Fire meets Gasoline 

•  Battlefield 

• War of hearts 

• Walking a tightrope 

• Capture the moment 

Archie Andrews

•  You are my everything 

Sweet Pea

• Taking the blame 

• Baby Serpent 

•  Baby Serpent // Part 2 

• Hold my heart 

• Ghoulies on the loose 

Fangs

• Shy Serpent 

[riverdale-jugheadjiii]

Hey y’all IM BACK! So since we’re in quarantine! Should I do more reader X riverdale posts ? Lol better yet I’ll even personalize them for you if you wanted haha! I MISS YALL

Update IM NOW A JUNIOR IN COLLEGE LOL! I USED TO DO THIS WHEN I WAS A SENIOR IN HIGH SCHOOL! I MISS ALL OF YOU AND THIS FANDOM

[previously-on-riverdale-imagines]

“What are you so salty at Jughead?”

“Oh nothing - just listening to the details of your new relationship with Captain Douchepants is all.”

[riverdale-daydreams]

texts from Jughead.

[ladyserpentine]

Requests are open!

I’m willing to write anything concerning Riverdale: one-shots about Sweet Pea, FP, Malachai, Jughead and so on.

[super--dale-blog]

Fight Club (Jughead Jones x Reader)

Prompt: Jughead and reader have a huge fight, resulting in a break. Betty tries to make a move while they’re on break.

Warnings: none, that I can think of.

Pairing: Jughead x Reader

Words: 1529

AN: This one especially sucks. I have no excuse for that.

To be fair, this wasn’t the first time Jughead had been late to anything. But it was in fact, the first time that he had been late to what could be considered the most important meeting in your year and 3 months of dating.

You and Jughead have been having a rocky relationship the past month or so. With all his work on the Blue and Gold, he was swamped with writing stories and articles. You were proud of him, but you missed him. Even if he could just do his work with you, while you both sat in a booth at Pop’s. It’d be better than nothing.

So you took the initiative, you called and texted (half of those would go unanswered). When you did make plans to meet up, something would always come up. The most popular response was that he was working on cracking the Jason Blossom murder, and Betty had needed his help. The excuses got to even him saying that he was “too tired” to hang out.

If he did show up to hang out, it would be close to your curfew time, to which you had to leave before he arrived. When he would arrive (and the meeting place usually was Pop’s), the melted chocolate milkshake was sitting there, whipped cream dripping off the side. Pop would give him a pointed look, one of those ‘you screwed up’ looks, and Jughead would just sit in the empty booth, head in his hands, trying to call you, text you, have any form of communication with you. You’d just ignore it though, like the countless times he has, and cry in bed.

Now you wouldn’t let yourself cry, wouldn’t let yourself succumb to the tears threatening to spill down your smooth cheeks, which were hot with anger. You wouldn’t let yourself show him how this was making you feel.

“(Y/N),” you hear from behind you, and see Jughead. The tension in the air was hazardous, threatening almost. You break the stare that had formed, and he sat across from you. This time, there was no melted milkshake, nothing was there to separate the both of you.

“Jughead…” you began, “Have I possibly done something to upset you?”

He looks at you quizzically, before responding “Well, no. Why?”

“Then why,” you don’t respond to his question “have you been freezing me out? When was the last time we have seen each other, outside of classes?”

“Woah, you called me here so you could yell at me?” he asks defensively, and you snort.

“How else would I have seen you? How else would I have been able to talk to you about what I’m feeling?”

“You’re not talking, (Y/N). You’re dictating.” he says, and your eyes turn black, face turning almost purple in anger now.

“Are you fucking kidding me right now?!” you ask, gaining the attention of some of the other patrons in the small diner. Jugheads eyes widen slightly, not expecting your outburst.

“There are other people-” he starts but you cut him off.

“I don’t give a shit about the other people, Jughead! I give a shit about you! About us! But obviously you don’t. I’m nothing but a bother to you anymore, so I feel like this, whatever is between us should be put on hold until you figure out what you want.”

He obviously wasn’t expecting you to say that, because his eyes went wide and you could see him swallow hard.

“(Y/N), you don’t mean that?” He asks hoarsely, and you cross your arms, keeping your face unreadable.

You nod once, “I do” you say, and grab your bag to stand up “Call me when you’ve figured out what you want.”

You storm out, earning the glances of the customers in the small diner, and begin your trek home in the brisk cold.

It’s been a few days since you last saw Jughead. Every time people see you at school they give you a look, noting that you and the boy you loved weren’t together.

You walked into your shared class period, a free period thankfully, with your headphones in your ears and your eyes deep in a book. You didn’t turn the music on, you’ve noticed that just popping the tiny speakers in will make people leave you alone. Unfortunately, that also means that you can hear everything going on. Including Betty’s flirtatious giggle.

You look up to see her practically leaning on Jughead, giving him her big doe eyes and biting her lip in what was supposed to be flirty. You saw it though, as a slight annoyance, and when you looked to Jughead’s face he saw it as the same.

He looked insanely uncomfortable, as did Veronica and Archie, sitting across from the two.

“Betty what are you doing?” You heard Veronica whisper to Betty, and Betty turned around.

“Since (Y/N) and Jughead broke up, I finally decided to act on the feelings I have for him.”

“Betty how do you know Jughead and (Y/N) broke up?”

“‘Well,” Betty starts “they haven’t been hanging out like they usually do, and they haven’t spoken in awhile.” She says, turning back to Jughead.

You watch her moves closely, noting every action she makes. Her hand inches closer to his, and once she intertwines hers with his is when you snap.

“You’re seriously going to make a move on my boyfriend when I’m right here?” You ask, making eye contact with Betty. She snaps her hand away and begins her apology. You don’t hear any of it though and look at Jughead.

“You didn’t even stop her. If you wanted to fully break up all you had to do was say so.” You croak out, tears welling up in your eyes. You promised yourself you’d NEVER cry in front of people, and you weren’t going to break that promise now. But you felt the wetness straining against your lashes, and you pack all of your things up and leave.

All the while, Jughead sat there like a deer in headlights, never moving.

Once you leave, Archie looks to Jughead.

“You guys were still together?” He asks, and then shakes his head “Whatever happened man, you need to go and get your girl.”

Jughead nodded at this, standing up and grabbing all of his stuff, blatantly ignoring Betty’s apologies and going after you.

You were already almost home by the time Jughead had caught up to you. You hadn’t even made it a block closer to your house when the tears spilled, making their way across your cheeks.

“(Y/N),” you hear a breathless voice behind you, when you spin around you see Jughead, his beanie almost falling off. You roll your eyes, turning back around and continuing on your trek towards the comfort of your bed.

“(Y/N), stop!” Jughead had never been much of an athletic person, and when he caught up to you you could hear how much he exerted, his face flushed the deepest red. He bent over, placing his hands on his knees, and took several deep breaths. You stand there, not saying  a word, watching him.

Once he regains his breath he stands up straight, and then looks at you.

“What the hell was that?” He asks, voice raised slightly. You go straight into defense mode.

“You’re joking right? What about you? Letting Betty throw herself at you. Is this like getting back at me or something?”

“I didn’t even know she was flirting with me until she held my hand, and I didn’t get a chance to say anything because you did it for me.” He says, and you frown.

“How could you NOT know that she was flirting? You spend all your time with her, it has to be obvious!” You shout, your normally small and timid voice echoing through the neighborhood.

“I didn’t realize because all I think about is you!” Jughead yells “From the moment I wake up, until the moment I go to sleep, even in my dreams, the only thing I can think about is you. I am numb without you, without your touch. I miss feeling you next to me, miss the smell of your hair and the way you laugh at the stupidest things. I know I don’t always say this stuff, it’s hard for me to let my emotions out, but with you, I can’t control how I feel. I love you so much (Y/N). More than you’d ever know.”

By this point you were crying. How could you not be? This was the first time Jughead had expressly told you how he felt, and you were on Cloud 9.

“Jughead-” you started to say, in between your sniffles. But he cut you off, pressing his lips to yours, feverishly. It had been a while since you two shared a passionate kiss like this, and it still made your heart race, a whole year later.

“I don’t want to talk. I want to go cuddle and relax with my girlfriend… if you’ll still be my girlfriend.” he says sheepishly, and you smile, playfully smacking his arm.

“Of course, doof.”

[aridbel]

Locking Windows

Requested:  Hey hey there, beautiful person! I was hoping you could do a Jughead x reader imagine where they are best friends, but Jughead is secretly in love with the reader. And maybe Jughead can't take it anymore and goes to the readers window in the middle of the night to confess his feelings and maybe things get kinda heated..¿ thank you thank you :)

A/N: Sorry school and life, in general, has been so crazy and I have had such a hard time coping and my anxiety has started to relapse. I promise a more structured schedule sometime soon.

Being the daughter of a serpent was hard. Some looked past what your father did and helped you like Betty and Veronica. They would never understand how you felt; yes Veronica stood out too, but she had money and was a Vixen, you would never have that. The only person who knows who you felt was Jughead. FP and your father had been friends since you and Jug had been kids.

“I still don’t understand why you won’t just leave? This place isn’t good for you.”

“I’m fine, Jughead”

“No, you aren’t. You could live with me at the drive-in…”

“Jughead you know I can’t”

“Then ask Betty, she’s been offering since this whole Jason thing started.”

“But-”

“Look I know you want to take care of Y/D/N but it’s not safe.”

“It’s never been safe, why now?”

“I can’t tell you, just believe me.” Jughead gave you a bear hug and hopped back out the window and to god knows where.

Moving to Betty’s was the only option left. You came to this conclusion after a few depressed glances around the spare room on the second floor of the Cooper house. They tried their best to make you comfortable nonetheless you felt anything but, due to the growing family tensions. Relief came in the form of a beanie crowned serpent that crawled into your window every so often… like tonight.

“Thought you said you were gonna lock the window, there could be a strange man out there just checking the windows of neighborhood girls, they could serial murder you without having to break a thing.”

“But if I locked the window I’d have to come all the way over there to unlock it” You reasoned sitting up in bed.

“Good point” Jughead swung his legs over the sill and closed the window behind him.

“So what brings you here on this fine evening?”

“Just looking for someone to play Find the Self- Esteem, can you believe no one’s won yet?” Jug sat on your new bed and painted on a wilted smirk.

“Jug, what’s-”

“Let’s play a game, Truth or Dare”

“You aren’t answering my questions, Jughead, you can’t avoid it with a game.” You scooted closer trying to catch his hand in yours.

“Just play ok?” He looked at you with the same eyes you had seen the night he told you that things in the South Side where bad.

“Ok” You consented, adjusting your regular PJ’s.

“Truth or Dare?”

“Truth.” You said a moment after consideration.

“I dare you to look me in the eyes.” You followed his instruction, even though you were baffled by his abruptness.

He continued to start your turn while still holding your eyes to his, “Ask me.”

“Truth or dare”

“Truth” Jug answered, slowly running his hand down your jaw.

“Why are you here tonight?” There was silence for a moment, a tension that knotted in your throat until you looked up at Jughead. He looked scared, with small droplets leaking down his face. You cupped his face mirroring him, you slowly kissed his forehead, to reassure him. There was an intake of breath.

“I’m sorry, I know, I should leave.” You leaned into him, and trailed kisses down his nose, and waited for him to catch on.

“Please stay.” You whispered, also letting tears escape.

Jughead began to respond, taking off his hoodie, dragging his shirt up to reveal his torso. He pulled you closer, practically sitting on his lap. Jughead leaned in timid at first, quickly falling into a passionate rhythm of dominance.

There was a moment you could feel every inch of skin you shared with him, every movement made it worse. For a second your mind drifted from the present and confirmed that you wouldn’t be locking your window anytime soon.

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The Tutor // Jughead Jones x Reader

The Tutor

Jealous!Jughead x Reader

Masterlist

A/N: Okay! I really love this one. I am actually proud of it and I just ugh, I just don’t know know! you guys really motivate me and also seeing that you guys write yourself and I get to see what is behind those amazing brains of yours! (yes I do stalk you guys sometimes) I love you! Request are open please request. I need more motivation. ps! almost to 1,000 followers!

Summary: You and Jughead have been together for along time but when you start to tutor Archie he shows his Jealous side to you.

Warning: mentions of smut

Oh, Jughead Jones. He was too protective of you and yet, you will still unconditionally love him. He knows how to please you, knows your spot so he can tease you. You hate it but love it because it makes those nights even more special.

You have been studying underneath your English teacher. He tutored you in almost every subject in English but not because you needed it. He did because he saw something in you more than the other students. You became so well knowledgeable that you even opened up your own tutor sessions with specific people, mostly girls because every other guy in this school didn't want to look like they needed help. Until, Archie came around.

"Hey there, (Y/N/N). Wanna help out a friend?" Archie said as you slowly turned your head while still looking at your math homework.

"Yes, what it is?" You said while moving your eyes to Archie and seeing him in his full form. He was sweating, probably because he knew you left the library at 4:00 and it was well, 4:00.

"Yeah, ummm. I need your help... like tutoring?" He said while red crawled up his neck and to his face. He scratched the back of his neck and looked around to see if anyone heard.

"I'm guessing that you don't want anyone to know?" You mentioned with a smirk on your face.

"Yeah, yeah. Just keep it on the low alright." He grabbed a chair and turned it around to sit on it. "Maybe we could study at your house or mine. You live right next to my house and I thought it might be- be you know quieter."

You let out a chuckle and Archie had stood up to shush you quickly. "Alright, Archikins  but on my terms. I get to choose when we break and I'm not a very sympathetic tutor." You said as you started packing up your things to leave. You start to walk out. "You have no idea what you signed up for" you yelled as you walked out with a hand in the air waving to him.

"So, you just said yes. Without even asking me?" Jughead said while looking out side at the neon lights that, the Pops sign reflected on the ground.

"What do you mean by 'without even asking'. I am my own woman you know." You said while grabbing and stuffing your face with French fries dipped in your chocolate milkshake. You and Jughead had been "official" for a couple months now and the group only recently calmed down the shipping comments and the questions. But these were the nights you cherished, the nights that it was just you him and no one else.

"Because (Y/N). Your my girlfriend and I don't want you to get to close to someone else and then you-". He cut himself off. He didn't want to make anything worse then it was. Even though he wasn't looking at you. He could feel the stare into the back of your skull. He heard a bell jingle and the seat feel empty. He knew that you hated when he acted like you were property.

//Jughead's POV\\

She always had a way with words and it was what made me fall in love with her. I was scared that maybe she'd make another fall for her the way I did. But I think messed it all up.

It was after school and you were in your room getting ready for Archie to come over. You fixed up your bed and laid out all the homework and study stuff. Your door creaked open and you saw the familiar face of Archie Andrews. You smirked as he came in.

"Are we really working on this all day" he said as he set he stuff down and began to walk over to you.

"Yes Ginger, we shall unite and figure out your pea sized brain and if it can fit the ethics of English!" You said and Archie looked hilarious. He started to play with all the makeup on your desk.

//A Couple Days Later\\

You wrapped up your lessons and quickly went home from Archie's. You were so tired and just wanted to sleep. You checked your calendar before you slept. You have lessons with Archie later tomorrow night. And then you were to spend time with your mom. But god you missed Jughead. His smell just him in general. You missed him so much.  

You awoke to the smell of breakfast your grabbed your phone and made some room for Jughead before you went downstairs. Your mother had made your breakfast to celebrate the day that my mom found out she was pregnant with you.  It was a tradition to do with your family.

After I got back from school, you and your mom went out to the movies and spent way to much at the mall. You got a cute skirt and many, many shirts.

You walked into your room and began taking off your shoes in the dark when the lights came on. "What the?" You said as your eyes adjusted to light you looked and saw a figure standing by the door. "Jughead?" You stammered out while looking at the raven haired boy. "What are you doing here?"

"I came because I missed my girlfriend. And I needed to talk to her." He looked at you with his ocean blue eyes and you couldn't help but melt.

You stepped closer to him and laid a gentle and passionate kiss on his lips. Not wanting to pull away. He surprisingly lifted you up by your thighs and moved to the window seal. "Jug- my mom" you breathed out in between kisses.

"I need to make sure that Archie knows who is mine" he moves down to your jawline and slowly to your neck leaving love bites all over.

You moaned at the pleasure making him go harder at the kisses. He sucked at your pleasure spot. He knew that made you go crazy and you moaned to loud and quickly covered your mouth, your eyes rolling in the back of your head. He defiantly left marks all over you body. And you kinda loved it. He started to remove your top and your bra it was almost off until

"Hello?" Archie came in and quickly covered his eyes.

You fell off the window seal on the floor while Jughead quickly covered you with his flannel. You stood up with the flannel covering your body. "Archie... I was just about to text you not to come" you said while your face bright red.

"Yeah I'm already gone." He said while he ran out the front door.

"Well. That mood was ruined." You chuckled.

"At least he knows your mine." Jughead added in.

//The Next Day\\

You were sitting at Pops with your amazing boyfriend and a scarf around your neck trying to hide the marks he made.

"You know. I think it's hot when you show them off." Jughead whispered into your ear. "God I mean people alway question me about the scratches on my neck."

You bit your lip, and squeezed his leg as he started to remove the scarf along your neck, and kissed each mark, making you feel so loved. Then the moment was ruined when B and V came into the Diner.

"Woah, woah, woah lovebirds. Sorry about ruining your moment." Veronica said as she slid into the booth in front of us. And she looked at your neck. You tried to hide it but they all awed at the dark marks all over your neck. Until you got a text. And couldn't stop the red from taking over your face.

"What is it (Y/N/N)?"