“Did you bring the blanket like I told you?” Jughead asked as he plopped himself on a rock near the river’s edge. You felt a chill go up your spine. You nodded and threw the thick cotton sheet at him, hitting him in the chest.
“You wound me, Y/N.” He deadpanned and gave you a look. You wrapped your scarf around your neck tighter and sat on a rock across from him.
“You know I don’t like being here Jughead. It feels wrong, I feel like something’s watching us.” You whisper, not wanting to disturb your quiet surroundings.
“What makes you say that?” He shifts and looks at you questioningly.
You turn yourself and looked around you. There were no other people in the woods, nore would anyone want to be here. Officer Keller made it his goal to keep the kids out of the woods, but obviously that didn’t stop Jughead. You had to beg Betty to beg Kevin to not tell his father you and Jughead were here, the last thing you needed was to be taken into the station and have your parents pick you up there.
“It’s just super creepy, Jug.” You pull your maroon beanie that matched his lower to cover your ears. You looked into the pitch black water. You asked yourself the same question everyone in Riverdale was asking, who really killed Jason Blossom. You knew Jason and his sister Cheryl from the dinner parties your family would have with theirs. He was always aloof, but kind at the same time. He was always very nice to you, helped you with your work. You two were good friends, but it all changed so quickly. It was a very strange concept for you to grasp. Why would anyone want to kill Jason?
“Why do you think they did it?” You asked and looked up at the rock where your boyfriend was sitting. But he was no where to be seen. You jumped up and turned in a complete circle. “Jughead?” Your breathing quickened and you started to panic.
You suddenly felt two arms wrap around your waist.
“Miss me baby?” His voice bellowed in your ear. You turned around and smacked him lightly in the head.
“You’re a jerk, Jughead Jones the third.” You cried out, pushing him to the side, “Get out the way before I murder you.”
“Now now, Y/N. Don’t speak ill around the dead.” He smirked sideways at you. Your face flared and you looked back into the water. You sat back down on the rock and tapped away on your phone. The two of you were silent as you just sat on the river’s edge. The only noise was the quick current of the river and your combined shallow breaths.
“Tell me something good, Juggie.” You looked over at him. He took a deep breath and gave you his cute crooked smile.
“I had a dream about you.” He moved closer to you and wrapped his arm around your shoulder. You leaned into him, his body keeping you warm.
“Why is that a good thing? Does that mean you’re adapting to your new room? Penny isn’t bugging you is she, if so I can keep her locked in my room overnight. ” Your body turned as you faced him. Jughead had moved into your brother’s old room and you were nervous if your persistent cat Penny was bugging him at night.
“I’m sleeping well, actually. Penny is a good foot warmer, don’t you dare take her away from me. The dream was good because you said you loved me.” His cheeks turned the color of Archie’s hair. You rubbed your thumb over one of them and kissed it softly.
“I do love you, silly boy.” He broke your heart, your delicate boy.
“It’s just nice hearing you say it. Love you too, Y/N.” He looked into your eyes and kissed the tip of your nose.
And there you two sat, on the edge of the river that kept Jason Blossom and all his secrets hostage. For some reason, the dark haired boy beside you made the whole creepy experience okay. For the first time in your life, you felt at peace with what happened to Jason, even if no one had the answers. You were confident it would be solved, with your nearly black-haired, blue eyed boy behind the discovery.
Hey, does anyone know where I can find the original images shown here? I’ve had this edit saved to my hard drive for ages, but I’ve never been able to find the original photos (except for the group photo, I have that one.)
google docs, the most poorly designed production software ever, decided to switch me over to my fandom google id instead of my professional one (which is what i had used to sign in). so i made many, many edits for my collaborator to see with my fandom address and fandom name.
I know that he doesn’t have blonde hair but this still reminded me of so much dramione dynamic i just had to send it 💕
But I’m sorry we tend to stay away from fan art, so in the future we may not post this, unless it is accompanied by a drabble or something. But we do appreciate that you remembered us!! :)
All thanks (or to blame?) to @stephicness (all her Ravus edits lately! 💕) I had this incredible strange dream about Ravus. It was sweet but also Ravus worthy awkward as I was a servant type person who was bringing him dinner at behest of his sister. And I was told to stay and keep him company while he eats and does paperwork. He got shy about eating in front of me because apparently this boy has strange eating habits like I do and we ended up talking about it and getting along. But of course Ravus saying some rough around the edge things about that habit. It got weird and I’m forgetting it, why are dreams like that? So fleeting?
After that last ask, out of curiosity bc I don’t know how many people who follow me are also graphic-makers, would it be handy to you guys if I made a master-post of gif textures that I’ve made for you guys to use in edits, etc?
I’ve had a few people message me lately asking to use some of my stuff as their headers also, so I think tonight I’m going to do a post of gifs specifically for that use so that they’re the right size & everything! I’m going to end this in a question mark so it enables the answer feature haha: ?