i just really want cooper back

Peter Pan Imagine Request/ Run.

“HiiiI just really wanted to say I love your writing and was wondering whether I could make a request?:)))) The plot: After trying to outrun the lost boys y/n ends up at a cliffs edge where they state “we’re on an island!? Well you could’ve atleast told me that before I started to run” Knowing they won’t get off the island by force or by running, y/n decides it’d be better to cooperate and play Pan from the inside.”

You arrived on Neverland, terrified, nothing to help you but the clothes on your back.

You look around, everything is in slow motion, the wind blew through your hair, your hair blocked your eyes so you pushed your hair behind your ears. You decided that standing their wouldn’t do any help, so you did what anyone would do, you walked around tried to discover this place.

You had to admit , it was beautiful, you never seen anyone such beautiful flowers, they were bright , colorful, and exotic.

The trees were so tall you couldn’t see past them.

The smell, it smelled like flowers and exotic spices all around, but then you smell, fire? Wood? No wait, food, at that moment you walk to the smell, your stomach was grumbling at this point, you needed food, nutrition, something.

You follow the smell , smiling at what it smells like, hot dogs, burgers, oh it smelled delicious.

You walked and finally got the wherever the smell was leading you too.

You saw a lot of boys, all through the age of 5-17 , it was a strange age round, but you ignored it.

“Okay Y/n, you have two choices, one you go there and demand food, or two, you wait till they fall. asleep and grab the left overs.” you whispered to yourself

You then look at them and see that they have swords, knifes, and other weapons that aren’t even real weapons, they clearly made them themselves , but anyway, you go decide to wait.

Waiting for almost what seemed forever they finally fell asleep.

You get up and slowly walk around the campfire, stepping over all the boys, trying not to make noise.

You go and look at the table where the food was, barely anything left, half a hot dog and some used buns, ugh.

You ate the half hot dog and it was cold, the bun was a little stale, but you were hungry, so you didn’t care.

You start to walk back to your location where you were hiding, you were so busy looking at everybody and so curious about these boys, you didn’t see the log in front of you, out of fright you screamed and fell, you quickly got up saw that the boys woke up

“Hey who are you?” one of the boys asked

Another boys saw and said “What?” all confused .

Then one of the older boys saw you and screamed “Get her!” they all got up and started to chase you, you were frightend.

You ran and ran as fast as you can, your heart beating a million seconds, sweat dripping down your face, what where they gonna do to you?

You stop and reach a cliff “What the hell?!”

The boys ran and saw her panic, they laughed at her .

“We’re on an island?! Well you couldn’t at least told me to run.”

You said while you held at your hands , they locked your hands together in cuffs “Pan will like you.” A boy with a scar smiled You went to a cage , locked up , and scared.

You look at all the boys, they all got along so well, even though they were from different ages, they still treated each other no different.

You had to admit that was something you admired, back in your hometown , if you weren’t 18 you were considered a kid and it pissed you off, but everyone treated each other with the most utter respect.

Then all of a sudden you see a tall boy, muscular arms, blond hair, green eyes that looked like they almost glowed in the dark.

He came to your cage and smiled, but it wasn’t a regular smile, it was a wicked smile. “Come on now puppet.
Don’t be scared.” He said in the most evil voice.

“Who are you?” You asked

“Oh , did I forget to introduce myself? I’m Peter , Peter Pan.” He smiled

“Why did you bring me here?”

You asked “I didn’t, you were sent here, by whom I have no idea, but now, you’re mine, and mine alone.”

You shake your head “Fine, I’m yours.” You say .

Peter cocks a brow up he was surprised at how willingly you were up to the plan “What’s your name ?” He asked you

“My name is Y/N” you say

“Well, for now you’re puppet.” He says.

You stayed on Neverland , you did whatever were told to do.

When he said jumped you’d say “How high?”

When he told you to make him something you went into the kitchen and made it.

It was tiring, but you were his puppet, he had you, and you knew it, in a way, you liked being told what to do.

It turned you on, it was sexy, when Peter gave you orders , how he looked at you, how he spoke to you. It was something else. And let’s not forget the touching.

Whenever you did something good , he would put his hand on your shoulder and the other would rub your arm slowly up and down.

“Great job today puppet.” He said looking at you

“Peter,” you say quietly

“Yes puppet?” He asked

“When can I have my own tent ? I’ve been sleeping outside in this cage forever.”

“We are out of tent making equipment, but, however, you could always sleep with me.” He looked at you mysteriously

"W-with you?” You asked stuttering

“Yes.” He said blankly and walked away into his tent

“Okay!” You yelled , a little louder than you should’ve.

Peter stops in his tracks , back facing you, he smiles evilly. “Well, what are you waiting for?

Come on.” He said as he walks away.

You walk with him into his tent , it was bigger than the rest of the lost boys of course, and it had a comfy bed, lots of blankets and pillows.

“You like it?” He asked you

“It looks very comfy. Where do I sleep ?” You ask him

"On the bed.” He said as he looked at you

“Wait , then where are you sleeping?” You asked confused

"The bed.” He said as he took his shirt off , changing into pajamas.

"Oh!” You say blushing un controllably

He looks back at you and smiles, damn, that smile, it was something else, his smile was so damn hot. It was sexy, his smile could make you drop to the floor.

"Well I need pajamas.” You said He took a shirt out and gave it to you.

"I need pants.” You said He took out some sweats and gave it to you.

"Happy ?” He asked sarcastically

"Ecstatic.” You said sarcastically back He just smiled , he liked someone who could be an asshole back. It was thrilling.

You got dressed and so did he.

He lay in bed with his shirt off and pants on.

He was already asleep.

You on the other hand were scared out of your mind.

You get in the bed, slowly, and start to lay back , your head hits the pillow and oh man it was soft, actually the whole bed was soft.

Eventually you fall asleep , but the way you wake up , was something you never experienced before. You wake up, but you feel something wrapped around your waist.

You turn around and Peter was right there, you smile at him.

He then wakes up to looking at him “Oh shit.” He says getting up quickly

"What happened?” You asked

"I-I gotta go.” He says embarrassedly running out of the tent

You giggle “This should be interesting.” You said

Reggie Mantle - Forgiveness

Originally posted by riverdalebish

Request: “could u do were the reader has a fight with reggie and he regrets fighting and trys to make it up to her!! xx”

Requested by: Anon

Requests are: Open

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Note From Author: Hello, Anon! Thank you so much for requesting! I really hope you enjoy the imagine. It’s not as good as I would have liked it to be, and I do feel as though it’s a bit rushed, but I always have trouble with writing anything about fighting and making up because it’s a lot of story line in a small amount of content, so I hope you enjoy none the less! Thanks again! :)


“Babe, I said I was sorry! Would you please just talk to me for a second?”

You looked at Reggie and scoffed, a laugh of disbelief quickly escaping your mouth as you continued to ignore him. Ever since you and Reggie had had a fight about your tutor sessions with Archie, you had made it a point to ignore him at all costs. Not only had he been acting like a child over something so innocent and simple, but he actually had the audacity to accuse you of cheating on him. After all the time you had been together and after all the two of you had been through throughout your relationship, you weren’t okay with that, and you definitely weren’t going to forgive him as easily as he wanted you to. 

“Go away, Reggie.” You hissed, looking at nothing but the homework sprawled out in front of you in hopes that he would just give up and leave.

“Please, Y/N.” Reggie begged, his warm hand lightly resting on your thigh as he knelled in front of you. “How many times do I have to apologize before you forgive me?”

“You accused me of cheating on you, Reggie.” You hissed again, your voice stone cold and full of venom. “You accused me of cheating on you, and you accused me of cheating on you with Archie, my best friend! Do you really think I’m not going to be pissed about that?”

“I know, and I’m sorry!” He apologized, his voice so full of guilt and regret that it almost made you give in. “It’s just that you had been spending a lot of time with Andrews lately, and I knew the two of you were really close, and it just…I don’t know. It worried me.” 

“Why would that worry you, Reggie? You know we’ve been best friends since we were kids?” You asked, your curiosity slowly getting the better of you. You and Reggie had knew each other for a long time, and you knew he was one of the most confident people in all of Riverdale, so you didn’t really understand why he would worry about something as simple as a 30 minute algebra session.

“Because you deserve better.” Reggie said suddenly, his voice so pure and true that all the walls you had built in order to make yourself ignore him came tumbling down before he had even finished his sentence. 

You turned toward Reggie quickly, your eyes automatically meeting his and your hand lightly touching his shoulder. “You know that’s not true, Reggie. Why would you think that?”

Reggie gave you a small smile, his hand that had been resting on your thigh giving the skin a gentle squeeze. He let out a sigh, his eyes boring into yours before slowly making his way next to you rather than in front of you, the warmth of his body quickly radiating onto your skin and tempting you to melt into him.

“C’mon, Y/N. Andrews is nicer than me. He’s smarter than me. He’s better at football than me, and he has more actual friends than me.” Reggie whispered, his eyes looking into yours so deeply that you felt as though you were drowning. “Hell, I mean, the only thing I had that he didn’t was you, and with all the time you guys had been spending together, I thought that maybe he was trying to take that away.”

You looked at Reggie and sighed, your heart breaking into a million pieces as the words rolled off his tongue and into your ears. You had no idea that Reggie felt that way, and while you were still upset that he would ever think you would cheat on him, you couldn’t help the guilt and pain that was weighing on your heart. 

“Reggie….I didn’t know you felt that way.” You whispered, you hand leaving his shoulder and making its way into his. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry!” Reggie insisted, gripping your hand tightly and pulling you closer to him. “I’m the one who should be apologizing! You never gave me any reason to be worried or insecure and I was a total ass. I made accusations and said some mean things and I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, Y/N. Please believe that.” 

“I believe you when you say you’re sorry, Reggie.” You confirmed, your hand gripping his as if you were adding emphasis. “But I’m still really hurt that you thought I was cheating on you.”

“I know, and I’m sorry!” Reggie apologized again, his hand leaving yours and gently resting on your cheek. “ Just please let me make it up to you. I’ll do anything, Y/N. I swear.”

You looked at Reggie once again, your breath shaky and weak as his smooth hand gently caressed your face. You knew he was sorry, you did. You knew that he was being true and sincere and, despite your still slightly hurt feelings, you couldn’t be angry with that. Truth and honesty is all you ever asked for from Reggie and he had always given you exactly that. How could you not forgive him? 

“Fine, I forgive you.” You reassured, lightly poking him on the chest before packing up your belongings. “But you have some serious making up to do.”

A huge smile made its way onto Reggie’s face, his tanned skin and pink lips instantly taking you breath away as he quickly pulled you against him. “Thank you, Y/N! Thank you! I promise, I’ll do anything you want, and I mean anything! Movies? Shopping? Netflix and chill? Ghost Hunters marathon? Makeup sex? Just pick something and it’s done, but just know that personally, I really like the last option.”

You let out a soft giggle, the old Reggie coming back into view as his once sad and vulnerable personality quickly started to go back to normal. You continued to pack up your stuff before making an abrupt stand, your hand pointing towards Reggie in order for him to take it.

“Me. You. Pops.” You said, a small smile on your face as you pulled Reggie off the couch.

“Seriously?” Reggie laughed, his eyes shining with a love so pure that you could feel it in your bones. “You really want me to make it up to you by buying you a cheeseburger?”

You gave him another smile, your hand instantly linking with his before quickly pulling him towards the exit of the room. “You’re not just buying me a cheeseburger, Mantle. You’re buying me the whole damn menu.” 

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anonymous asked:

Serpent Jughead takes good girl Betty to Prom, like in an old car of a motorcycle. Maybe like he wears his Serpent jacket instead of a tux and maybe they are questioning their fate but Archie and Ronnie rig the votes for them to be prom king and queen

Oof, this was actually a little tricky to write.

“What’s up Arch, I got your text?” Jughead asked as he slid into the booth across from his best friend. The red haired boy staring questioningly at Jughead.

“You either don’t know, or you don’t care.” He said agitated. Causing Jughead to look up at the sudden shift in his tone.

“Don’t know what?”

Archie pulled his backpack onto the table, digging inside of it and pulling out swatches of different colored fabrics
“Do you know what these are?” He asked.

Jughead stared at them for a few seconds, trying to find the answer to this ridiculous riddle Archie seemed to be playing
“They’re.. pieces of.. clothes?” He questioned hopefully.

“Wrong!” Archie slammed his hands on the table, sending Jughead flying backward into the booth in shock
“These are bow tie, fabric samples! I have gone over them thirteen times with Veronica, do you want to know why I have done that?” His eyes shifted crazily and Jughead opened his mouth to speak


“Because Jughead, it is Junior Prom. And every girl wants the perfect Junior Prom, therefore it is up to us as boyfriends to make that Junior Prom Perfect. Imagine my surprise when my good pal Betty tells me she’ll be going alone, now I know you’re caught up with your Serpent stuff and I know you don’t go to Riverdale anymore but Betty being happy is important to me, you should have seen her face when she told me she was going alone.. I mean it was…”

Jughead jumped out of the booth and skidded to his feet, running towards the door and cursing as he gripped his Leather jacket, shitshitshitshit. She had mentioned it, and he had been meaning to ask her, he was still thinking of a plan to do it. She had been completely supportive of his new life on the south side and he knew how hard it was for her, he had wanted to do this for her, makeup for the homecoming dance that had been ruined, but he damn well forgot. He stood in front of her front door, glancing at his phone, she would be coming out any minute now, she had late night cheerleading practice and he usually walked her to the school, lately he had been so busy he hadn’t had the time, she said she understood but he knew how badly he had been hurting her lately. He was such an asshole.

Right on time, Betty walked onto her front porch, her eyes widening when she saw her boyfriend before she broke out in a beaming smile
“Juggie” she said softly, pushing her pompoms into her backpack, the surprise and happiness on her face should have made him feel better but it only cemented the fact that he had been incredibly neglectful to his amazing girlfriend.

“Hey Juliet.” He smiled miserably, dropping a kiss to her cheek and swinging an arm over her shoulder

“To what do I owe the honor.” She teased, looking up at him and snuggling into his leather clad side. Jughead took a deep breathe, inhaling the peaches and vanilla of her shampoo, the soft feel of her silky blonde curls spurring on his confidence
“I’ve come to ask the fair lady to the ever cliche Junior Prom.” He said cornily, wrapping an arm around her waist. Betty stiffened before pulling away and laughing sadly

“That’s okay. It’s totally unnecessary, I’m sure you have better things to do than hang around some school dance with a bunch of your old classmates.” She pulled her backpack over her shoulder and he quickly took it off draping it over his own shoulder, he looked down at her, his eyebrows furrowed, did she really think he didn’t want to go with her? That she wasn’t important enough for him?

“I want to go Betty, I want to go with you.” He reassured her, stopping her in her tracks, and moving a hand to cup her cheek. Betty melted into his embrace before sighing

“You don’t have to do this Jug, I know how busy you are with the serpents, it’s just a silly dance.” She shrugged, standing on the steps of Riverdale

“Bets, we’re going and it’s going to be the perfect night okay? It’s our chance to forget about the serpents and everything in between, it’ll be just us. got it?“he said sternly, a goofy smile playing on his face as she leaned towards him, brushing her lips against his

"Okay Romeo, whatever you say.” With that she headed into the gym and left Jughead alone with his thoughts, it had to be perfect, she deserved it.

Unfortunately nothing ever goes as planned when it comes to either Betty Cooper or Jughead Jones, the night of the dance Jugheads truck broke down leaving him without any vehicle to pick up his girlfriend for their perfect night. To make it even better when he was trying to fix the engine, oil splattered all over his tuxedo leaving him in his suit pants and his leather Serpents Jacket, the only way he was going to get Betty to the Dance would be with his fathers motorcycle, the entire bike filled with Southside serpent bumper stickers and emblems. He pulled up to the Cooper Residence and took a deep breath, she was going to leave him, there wasn’t a doubt in his mind. Standing by the bike, leaning against the offending object his jaw nearly dropped to the floor when Betty exited her house.

She was wearing a long light yellow dress, it was strapless and showed off her toned arms, the top was folded pieces of soft fabric and the bottom billowed when she walked giving her the appearance that she was flying, his gaze skimmed the tan skin the dress left bare before landing on her face, her long dark lashes were thicker and framing her gorgeous light green eyes,her lips were shiny and her cheeks were rosy. He admired the way her long blonde curls were pushed out of her face but still left to fall down her back, clipped together by some sparkly contraption. She was going to be the most beautiful girl in the room and he couldn’t wait to take a picture and show the guys at Southside High.

Betty skeptically eyed the motorcycle and he instantly remembered what an asshole he was.

“The truck broke down, and I got oil on my tux its the best I could do.. Betty I’m so sorry, I..”

She cut him off with a simple peck and mounted the motorcycle

“There’s a first time for everything right, maybe I should have worn my ponytail, I’m not sure how well my hair will hold up on this thing” she giggled slightly as he slid in front of her, still feeling absolutely horrible but the feel of her tiny hands around his waist made him feel slightly better as she held on tight.

When they arrived at the dance, he immediately heard the murmurs from his classmates

“He’s a serpent!”
“Look at his jacket”
“Did you see what he showed up in?”
“Poor Betty, he doesn’t even care”

Betty sensed the tension in her boyfriends shoulders and gently tugged him towards the dance floor, wrapping herself in his arms.

“Thankyou for taking me tonight Juggie.”

The dark haired boy let out a sigh as he pushed a strand of hair out of her face
“You shouldn’t be thanking me for this Betty, I should have asked you sooner, I should have been more prepared. I ruined this night. I know that you have a lot on the line dating a Serpent and I haven’t made it any easier on you, I’ve been horrible to you. I’m so sorry, I love you so much and I just…” Betty cut him off, pressing her lips to his.

“I love you too, tonight was perfect because I was with you. I don’t need all the flashy business , I just want you. Gang member and all.” She teased, running her fingers over the logo on his back.

“You really are something else Betty Cooper.” He whispered dreamily, wrapping his arms tighter around Betty and sending up a silent prayer to whoever was up there for giving him the absolute best girlfriend in the world.

Maybe the town would try and divide them but together? They were stronger than all of the white noise.

I forgot something

Betty Cooper never forgot anything. Well, usually. But lately, there has been so much going on in her life that she could never remember any of the basic stuff, like what she learned in class or what her mom said she was making for dinner. She had school, homework, working at the blue & gold, and her boyfriend, Jughead Jones the Third.

At the moment, she was in the blue & gold office, trying to remember what time she had to get home for dinner with her mom. She could feel the question pounding on the inside of her head, but no matter what happened she wasn’t able to figure out the time. It was at the tip of her tongue but she just couldn’t grasp it. 

She remembered that during her first kiss with her boyfriend she had a moment of clarity, and was able to find the car that Jason and Polly stashes on the side of a road. She started thinking, and thought that maybe if she kissed Jughead again she would be able to have another moment of clarity. 

She ran out of the office trying to chase down her boyfriend. She ran into Archie and Veronica and almost ran into the lockers she couldn’t stop herself. 

“Have you seen Juggie?” she asked, out of breath. 

“Uh no. Why are you looking for him?” Archie asked, but she was already running away to ask someone else. 

She turned around but continued running, her blonde ponytail swaying behind her. “I forgot something!” she yelled, quickly turning back around to keep on running. 

She ran up to the two people she really didn’t want to see. Cheryl and Chuck. But she had to ask them. She needed to find Jughead. She needed to remember. 

“Cheryl, have you seen Jughead?” she panted, ignoring Chuck completely.

Reggie chuckled and barged in. “Wow Cooper, not even a hello? After what we’ve been through I think I deserve a hello.” he said, leaning against the locker. 

Betty just glared at Chuck and turned back to Cheryl. “So, have you seen him?” she plead, hands clenched into fists. Cheryl just shook her head and told her to maybe look in the cafeteria. Betty gave her a small thanks and then bolted away. 

She made her way into the cafeteria and instantly spotted him in the corner by his grey beanie. She ran up to his, out of breath and planted one on him before he could start talking. She pulled away and sighed.

“Right. 7:15. Got it. Thanks Jug!” she says, starting to turn away before he grabbed her by the wrist and turned her to face him. 

“Bets, you wanna tell me what that was about?” he asked, pulling her down to sit on one of the benches. 

“Sorry, I just forgot something. And when I kiss you, I get clarity and then I can remember stuff.” she said, grabbing his hands in hers. He lightly blushed and kissed her again on the lips. 

“Ok Bets, makes sense. I gotta go. I have writers craft next.” he said, as they both stood up and started to walk out of the cafeteria. 

In the next few weeks, Betty running to kiss Jughead had become a normal thing. Whenever she forgot something, she would run up to him, kiss him, and remember. 

About two weeks after the cafeteria kiss (as Veronica liked to call it) Betty couldn’t remember something again. She thought and thought but she just couldn’t remember. It was pounding on the inside of her head. She knew the answer but she just couldn’t think about it. 

Jughead was in Math at that moment, and she knew that he had a test. She couldn’t just barge in and kiss him in the middle of a test, could she? She thought about it for a bit longer, but couldn’t stand it. She needed to remember! 

She stood up from her spot in the student lounge and raced to the classroom that Jughead was. She took a deep breath and opened the door quickly, making her way over to the beanied boys desk. 

“Ms Cooper! We are in the middle of the test!” she heard the teacher scream, but she ignored it. 

“Uh, hey Bets” Jughead said, looking around at his equally confused classmates. “What’s up?” he said, looking up at the blonde. She looked around the classroom and took another deep breath, planting one of her soft kisses on his lips.

Jug just smiled as she pulled back. “Forgot something?” he asked, and she shook her head yes. They were both snapped out of there daze when the teacher screamed at both of them.

“Ms Cooper! Mr Jones! Both of you, detention. After school!” she yelled, but neither of them cared. The rest of the class giggled and Betty blushed and made her way out of the door.

Later that day Juggie and Betty were sitting side by side in an empty class fro detention. ‘NO TALKING’ was scribbled on the chalkboard. 

“I’ll be back, I need to go get some paperwork. No talking while I’m gone.” Professor Flutesnoot said, walking out of the nearly empty classroom. 

Jughead turned to Betty while adjusting his beanie on his head. “So, Bets. What did you forget today that was so important that you had to bust into my math class?” he asked. Betty just blushed and looked down at her hands. “Bets?” Jughead pressed taking her hands in his.

Betty just sighed and chuckled. “Ok, I may have forgotten that Scooby Doo’s name is actually Scoobert Doobert.” she said, laughing while looking back at her hands. 

“That’s my girl.” he said, laughing with her.

You Know Better - Part 24 – The After

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Story Description: Peter and the reader develop a slow relationship.

Part Description: What happens after your tryst with Peter.

Warnings/Labels: None? @snipsnsnailsnwerewolftales

Approx. Word Count: 1,700

A/N: I’M SO SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER. I’m an awful person. I’m not giving up on this though I promise!

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anonymous asked:

I adore your writing! It makes me so happy :) can you do a thing where Archie admits to Betty that he's jealous of the Bughead relationship and Jug fears that Betty is going to leave him for Archie. But of course that won't happen ;)

I like this one a lot! THANKYOU SO MUCH by the way! You make me super happy by being super happy! ****
“ “Archie..I’m.. I don’t know what to say.”
Betty felt sick to her stomach, why was he doing this, why now?

“Please don’t say anything, just listen okay?”
Archie placed his hands on her shoulders, staring her straight in the eyes.

“I love you, I know maybe it’s a little delayed, but I do. I love you, not having you around as much, not being with you all the time, it helped me realize how important you are to me, I can’t be without you. So be with me, be my girlfriend.”

Betty stiffened, pushing herself out of the redheads grasp.

“Archie I’m dating jughead, you know that I..”

Cutting her off, he shook his head, reaching for her hands.

“You don’t have to be with him anymore, we could be together, he’ll get over it. He’s not capable of loving anything.”

Neither of the two knew that jughead had been standing behind the lockers, listening, jaw clenched.

He heard Betty speak up

“Excuse me? Archie you don’t know what you’re talking about.”

The deep baritone of his ex best friend answered finally

“Don’t give me an answer yet, think on it. I’ll talk to you tommorow.”

As jughead peeked over the lockers he saw Archie place a slow kiss on Betty’s cheek, before walking away.

Betty stared after him an odd expression on her face.

Now was a good enough time as any to make his presence known.

He coughed slightly shaking Betty out of her thoughts.

“Juggie! When did you get here?!”

He would play along, he wanted to cherish his time with Betty, the little bit he had left.

“Just got out of last period, everything okay.”

She smiled that beautiful white toothed smile and took his hand.


He was confused. Was she planning on breaking it to him gently? Or was she gonna rip it off like a bandaid?

He couldn’t sit still, fidgeting in their booth at pops, taking ages to type one sentence, while she was on her third paragraph of an article.

The final straw came when he hadn’t touched his burger, after ten minutes.

“Okay enough!”

His eyes snapped to the agitated blonde.

“What’s the matter jughead? You’re jittery as a firefly, and you’re not eating! Something’s wrong and I want to know.”

Finally jughead pushed the laptop away, resting his hands on the table.

“You should take him up on his offer.”

Betty looked confused before it hit her.

“You heard Archie.” She frowned

“Yeah, and this is what you’ve always wanted, I’m not gonna stand in the way.” He moved to pack his bag up when the sharp voice halted his movements

“So that’s it? You’re not gonna fight for me? That’s what this relationship means to you? One little bump in the road and you’re gone, breaking up with me?” Her eyes were watery and her voice was shaky.

He immediately dropped his bag, eyes going wide.

“No! I’m not breaking up with you! You’re breaking up with me.”

She looked up at him, laughing bitterly.

“Says who? I sure as hell never said that.”


She wiped her eyes and slammed her hands on the table, attracting glances from other diners.

“No! don’t “betty” me, you think I would be with you if I didn’t want to be? You think I would spend all this time with YOU if I wanted Archie? No jughead, I’m with you because I’m in love with YOU, not Archie. But apparently it’s a one way street.“

She took a shaky breathe, standing up and walking out of Pops.

Staring after that gorgeous, amazing, fiery blonde he hopped out of the booth, abandoning his backpack and his burger.

He caught up with her just a street away from pops.

“BETTY” he was screaming, it was obnoxious, he really didn’t care.

Her shoulders stiffened, but she kept walking.

“Leave me alone jughead, I don’t wanna hear it.”


She stopped abruptly, keeping her back to him.

He smiled

“ I LOVE ELIZABETH COOPER” he shouted even louder, drawing the attention of nearly the whole town.

She turned slowly, tears streaming down her face.

“Really?” She all but whispered.

He ran to her, taking her by the waist.

“Really, I love you, I don’t want to lose you. I’m gonna fight for you, as long as you let me.”

Betty reached up her hands to clutch his face, as he brought his lips to hers.

“ I love you too” she whispered, inches away from his mouth

He broke into a grin

“I know.”

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Subtitled: In Which All Bughead Wanted Was Away From All Those Stupid Fucking Dicks, But Cloos (??) Happened Instead

How’s the freeing my man’s dad coming, MOM???? Because I’m still pretty pissed off at you….and when I go away to the cabin ALONE to fuck like bunnies, I want Juggie happy and entirely focused on MEEEEEE!!! Got it?

Loneleee….I’m Mr Loneleee….neither Hackie nor Mob Wife want meeeeee….(but hey, at least I stole one of that poor’s Levis sherpa jackets before I kicked him out/he figured out I’m a jackhole, right?? Cuz poors don’t get cold, ya know….

(seems kinda familiar somehow…..)

Oh..hey dad….Hackie and Mob Wife figured out you look like Curious George, finally, then??? Just wanted to tell ya…..Jughead and Betty were planning this romantic ski weekend, but since I’m obsessed with Betty cause she loves Jug and I can’t have her, I’m gonna crash and totally cock block them. And pretend it’s for cloos…

Ahhhh….wilderness!!! Lovely….too bad I won’t really notice cause this the only time I’m comin’ up for air. I will be banging my Cooper Blossom Future Mrs. FP Jones III babe, as long as I’m still able to move this weekend…..nope, no Plaiderdale asswipes to be found….

Oh fuck me!!! WTF is SHE doing here?? Stay back, my beloved, maybe Vermin will just get bored repeating “my dad, me, drama queen, my dad, montblanc pen, glamazon”, take her camel toe, GTFOH and die in the woods!

Nope, apparently it gets worse…..now fucking Douchie’s here to make the cock blocking complete. My jacket’s extra cool in plaid, tho, right? And looks better on me than Fred…

Don’t fucking touch me, Vermin, I’ve read @ficmuse BLT fic and Long Live Rock will NOT be happening in THIS canon, I know you’re a bitch and will never accept a Starbucks from your snotty ass

Fine….Dad did tell me to “man up”, Douchie’s hunting for his horrible guieeetar, I’ll protect you both when he sings……Just stop trying to hold my hand, you annoying bitch, Long Live Rock is NOT gonna happen here….

As chairwoman upon whom THIS event was foisted, as well…I’d like to say:

  • Fuck you very much for vandalizing my locker and bullying myself and Jughead, you dickbags
  • I won’t be doing this bullshit ever again, because banging Juggie is way more fun
  • Enjoy having your ears bleed, cause Douchie’s gonna sing….

I present to you—-the unparalleled suck of Douchie Bolton…Let the Ear Bleeding commence!!

Bet on it, Bet on it…..

OMG, Mel!!! He’s gotten even worse….if he kisses half that bad, I know why Val dumped his ginger ass…..

Hey!!! That is MY Man, when I used to live in Dakota with my dad, none of you would’ve DARED…..

Whatever, Vermin….we all know he really pines for Betty and you went to a Wiccan to try and make that fanfic happen for realsies….

Can you imagine Bughead finding the room of requirement? Hufflepuff Betty and Ravenclaw Jughead being kicked out of the library by Pince because she doesn’t want “anymore dreadful business” among her books. Imagine them walking down the halls together, arms laden with all their research and investigation into Gryffindor Jason Blossom’s murder, before seeing Cheryl coming and quickly ducking into the nearest room - which is full of desks and cork boards, shelves and sofas and filing cabinets. Imagine them arranging their Hogwarts “Blue and Gold” newspaper which doubles as their secret detective agency. Imagine all the secret meetings and schedules that they share, which leaves all their other friends perplexed as where they both disappear too. Imagine them falling asleep there constantly and waking up cozyed up on a sofa together, Jughead’s cloak wrapped around them. Imagine Betty creating an invisible ink in potions that only she and Jughead can see to hide all their findings, but them ending up just using it to write sweet notes to each other or send letter over the holidays. Imagine Betty decorating the room of requirement with fresh flowers that she found outside in the forest, that Jughead enchants to make her feel calmer.

Imagine the room of requirement just becoming their safe haven in a way that the library never was. Imagine all the secrets and kisses and hugs and tears that the two share within it’s walls. Imagine Valentine’s day and they come into the room of requirement and it’s covered in paper hearts and love seats and a huge banner saying “Happy Valentine’s Betts and Juggie” - what I’m basically saying is imagine the room of requirement high key shipping Bughead. And imagine Jughead being really blushy and embarrassed when he sees this (“Ummmm lets-lets just do work, i guess, if you want, that is-”) And Betty just smiling softly and kissing his cheek. And then Jughead wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her full on the mouth before going back to being the best detectives since the Golden trio.

I just think they would really find each other there, y’know?

tag urself i’m rom-com

Bug - Archie Andrews Imagine

REQUESTED: No, just felt like writing this as a little congrats to me for finishing some of my coursework for Media! (Long overdue, but eh…I tried.)

WARNINGS: Sickness (mentions of vomiting)

SUMMARY: You’re ill, and Archie comes over to make sure you’re doing okay.

NOTES: I think I’m coming down with something.

I’m staying off school for a little bit tomorrow and going in later because I was slightly queasy today, so I don’t want to risk anything right now. 

I won’t miss much, because all I’ve been doing is coursework and IACT (green pen corrections) so missing a couple of lessons won’t hurt me, eh?

Anyways, hope you enjoy! Potential pt. 2 for “Looks” coming up this week as well :)

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Part 33 - Second Chances

Down the Voltage Rabbit Hole is an ongoing story about our MC, who could easily be anyone in voltage fandom. She woke up in hospital bed only to discover that she’d somehow been transported Voltage universe.

This story is ongoing, so if you missed a part, or are new to the story, please use the link to the masterpost below to catch yourself up:


Part 33 - Second Chances

I didn’t get much sleep and when Jin’s alarm went off at 5:30 AM I felt like I wanted to die. 

He’d given me fair warning the night before that he was an early riser, and knowing he liked to get a workout in before heading to the academy I should have realized exactly how early “early” had meant.

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Smoaked 2/?

Summary: Felicity and her young daughter Molly move to Star City to escape a stalker ex-boyfriend.Thank you so much for proofing @almondblossomme!

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                                               2. We Are Family

“Felicity, I don’t know if you know but there is a pretty creepy looking dude standing outside your shop. Do you want me to do something about it?” Sara Lance walked into Smoaked making her way toward Felicity, it was getting close to mid-afternoon so it was quiet again.

“Yes, I know. He’s there for my protection. So, you don’t need to do anything.” Felicity knew she was going to have to explain all this to her friends. They knew some but not all of her story. She invited Sara and Caitlin over for coffee so she could explain things before collecting Molly from school.

“Your protection? Something you want to tell me about?” Sara was a police detective, recently promoted, and she had assured Felicity when arrived back in Star City she would have her back from whatever she was running from.

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I mean how stupid can the writers be? they’re gonna put veronica against betty and vice versa ‘cause of a boy, one that shall I just say: don’t even deserve such attention. I mean, it’s the freakin 21st century, hello? Are you guys really gonna try to tear apart a healthy beautiful friendship between two girl so they can fight over a guy? I get it being done back in 1940s, but it’s 2017 guys, girl power and feminism and independence it’s a major subject now, do you really want to show girls destroying a friendship 'cause of some guy? SHAME ON YOU RIVERDALE, SHAME ON YOU!

Luke introduces you to the rest of the guys

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“Are you ready yet?” Luke yelled impatiently from the hallway. You sighed to yourself and mumbled a curse word or two when your hair-tie broke. It was the third to break, and the last one! Your hair had been an unbelievable mess all day, and you’ve tried everything to make it look decent.
You really wanted to make a good first impression on your boyfriend’s best pals. But here you were in the bathroom in Luke’s apartment, after approximately 2-3 hours of finding decent clothes, showering, and doing makeup.
“I’ll be right there babe!” you yelled back, annoyed because of your not so cooperative locks. “Are you all right Y/N?” Luke responded in a caring tone. You sighed again, even more frustrated.
You gave up and walked down to the hallway. Luke stood in the doorframe between the hallway and living room, his tall frame coming towards you. He looked worryingly at you. “What’s the matter sweetie?” You grunted a little when he asked.
“It’s just… I really want to make a good impression y’know?” Luke nodded for you to continue. “But I just feel like such a mess. I mean, my outfit is okay. But my hair is just the absolute worst!” you whined and threw your hands dramatically in the air.
You plumped down on the sofa with a pout on your face.
 Luke squatted down in front of you. His ocean blue eyes drilled into yours.
He grabbed your hands. “Look, we’re already late. But the thing is that you look incredibly stunning, as always.” You blushed at his words.
After almost 5 months of being in a non-public relationship with the one and only Luke Hemmings, it was finally time for you to meet the rest of the band. Yes, 5 months is a long time, but Luke has been incredibly protective of you. It’s not like he’s in control of your life, he had just been scared of how the fans would react.
“Thank you” you mumbled shyly. “You’re so cute” He said and kissed your cheek.
He pulled you up and he snaked his arms around your waist.
“I ruv you.” He said and rubbed his nose gently against yours. You giggled at his action, you have always been ticklish on your nose, and he knew that.
He adored your small giggles and mostly your smile. It makes him so happy to know that he is the reason for your smile.
“I ruv you too. Let’s go then.” You said and pecked his lips. He opened the door for you, though not without slapping your ass. What a gentleman you thought to yourself.

“Hi guys!” Luke yelled when he opened the door to Michael’s apartment. You could feel your nerves shaking your body slightly.
 Luke looked down at you and squeezed your hand in an assuring manner.
“It’ll be fine darling, don’t worry.” He whispered in your ear before bro-hugging Michael.
You could recognise Michael by his colourful hair. After that, came whom you assumed to be Calum, and then probably Ashton, for hugs.
“Long time no see bro.” Calum exclaimed excitedly.

“Well, well, well, who do we have here?” Said Ashton.
 All six eyes suddenly landed on you. You stood awkwardly, almost half way out the door, giving a little wave. You didn’t really know what to say, so you just looked up at Luke for help.
Michael moved towards you, and said “The name is Y/N, right?” You looked down at your feet for a brief moment. “Uh, y-yeah I s-suppose…” you managed to stutter. You wanted to smack yourself for seeming so shy.
You kept looking at your feet and crossed your arms.
Luke walked back to you and wrapped his arm around your waist. You could sense that he looked down at you, smiling. “Yes, her name is Y/N. She’s a little shy.” He said, giving you a little squeeze on your hip. You sighed, looked up and mouthed a thank you to Luke for saving your ass.
You didn’t say much in the first couple of hours. Luke never left your side, because he knew how you felt in situations like this. But you started to feel comfortable around 6 pm. You held your arms over your stomach when it started to grumble.
The guys had been playing some soccer game on the playstation for some time now.
You tugged in Luke’s shirt. “I’m hungry.” You complained with pled in your eyes. He looked down at you and placed a gentle, little kiss on your forehead. “A’igtht…” He trailed off and paused the game. “Guys, the little one here is hungry. Anyone up for some pizza or something?” He said while rubbing your hair and made it even more messy. You huffed a little by his action. But they all cheered by his suggestion, and you went onto the nearest pizza place’s website to order.
“What do you want then?” You said and tugged your hair behind your ear. “How about a couple of the large Meatlover’s dream?” Said Michael with a twinkle in his eye. “Sure, anything else?” They all mumbled no.
You ordered three family-sized pizzas with all the meat you could get, and some fried chicken as well, because why not. 40 minutes passed, and the doorbell rang.
Luke stood up to answer, but Michael came before him. Michael swung the door open, grabbed the food, and placed a handful of notes in the pizza-guy’s hands. “Thank you, have a nice evening!” You managed to yell before Michael slammed the door shut, and plopped his bum harshly on the couch.
“My gosh, I’m starving!” Said Calum and rushed over to Michael for a slice, after followed Ashton and Luke. You hurried to grab your fried chicken before anyone else noticed it.
You went to the kitchen to search for some soda and glasses. You came back, and poured everyone a glass. 

You found yourself with your head resting on Luke’s shoulder, and your hands on top of your precious food baby.
You started to feel sleepy, and Luke noticed. “Time to go home princess?”
You nodded and hummed a yes in response. “Well guys, it’s time to say goodnight. Princess Y/N needs to get her beauty-sleep.” He exclaimed, and stood up so fast that you fell sideways onto the couch. You groaned when your head landed on the soft material- you were so tired out of a sudden.
You stood up as well and went to grab your coat and scarf. You were suddenly attacked in a hug and you squealed in shock. Michael hugged you and said goodnight, then Ashton and Calum.
“It was really nice to finally meet you Y/N! Look out for Luke for me, okay?” Said Calum and looked down at you. “Of course I will Calum.” You said and giggled. You all said your final goodbyes, and drove home.

It wasn’t a long car ride, yet long enough to fall asleep.
You were woken up by a deep sigh. You looked up to see Luke’s stubble.
Then down to see the ground moving. You then realised you were being carried. You rested your head back onto his chest, and fell back asleep. 

You woke up the next morning at 9 am. The familiar feeling of Luke’s arm slung on your waist made you crack a little smile.
You reached for your phone and went onto twitter and saw a fuck ton of new followers. What is going on? You thought to yourself.

You went through all the new notifications, and saw that Luke had mentioned you in a tweet. You pressed the link, and what you saw next almost made you cry tears of joy. The tweet read: 

My beautiful girlfriend, @Y/T/N, I love you.

 Along with a picture of laying on your side in his bed.

 You turned around with a broad smile spread across your lips. To your surprise, Luke was looking at you with those amazing eyes. “I love you too Luke” you said and cuddled further into his chest.

Nobodies Hurt Me Like You Have: Pt 2

Part 1 HERE 

Part 2 of Nobodies Hurt Me Like You Have! 

A/N: Anon prompt was that the reader cheats on Jughead with Chuck and when they tell Juggie, he gives them one last chance. Personally I’m thrilled you all wanted a part 2, I thrive off angst. 

Enjoy >:-) 


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Technicolour (Betty x Jughead)

Song: Technicolour beat by Oh Wonder

Pairing: Betty x Jughead

Description: Betty has another fight with her mom which ends in tears. Jughead finds her and knows just what to do to cheer up the girl next door.

Warnings: none

Word count: 1141

 “You can’t keep me from seeing my friends, Mom.” Betty said, staring at her mom firmly. Alice Cooper’s temper flared as she looked upon her daughter. Everything began to spin out of control the minute Betty mentioned spending the night at Veronica’s house.

“I don’t want you associating yourself with those greedy, manipulative Lodge women,” she replied coolly, “You’re too smart for that and if that girl is anything like her mother, trouble follows.” Betty felt a pang of anger creeping its way out.

“She’s not like that! And neither is her mom. Stop assuming you know what they’re like when you don’t even have a clue!”

“Don’t you dare raise your voice to me!” her mom yelled back at her.

“When you insult my friends I’ll do whatever I have to do to defend them!” Betty retorted. In a flash, Alice Cooper raised a hand to her daughter and slapped her. Shocked, Betty fell to the ground, cradling her throbbing face in her hands. Tears pricked at the edges of her eyes and she stood up, running out of the house, ignoring her mother’s calls after her. She ran until she couldn’t find the strength to take another step. Breathless, she looked around and found herself at the park where she, Archie, and Jughead would play together after school when they were kids. The swings swayed lightly in the wind in a way that looked inviting. Betty walked over to one and sat down, hunching over and holding her head in her hands. After a few moments she heard a car pull up on the side of the road. Bracing herself, thinking it was her mother, she clutched onto the cold metal chains holding the swing up and held her breath.

“Betty!” a familiar voice called out to her. Recognizing who it was, she let out a relieved sigh.

“Jughead, it’s you,” she said thankful, “I thought you were my mom.” The raven haired boy exited the car and walked over to her, concern etched onto his face. 

“How did you find me?” she continued.

Whenever she saw Jughead, Betty immediately felt at ease. She could always count on him to be there when she needed him most, and right now she craved his company more than ever.

“I saw you run out of the house. I knew something was wrong, so I grabbed my dad’s truck to follow you,” he answered.

He knelt down in front of her and grabbed the chains of the swing, steadying them so he could look her in the eye.

“You okay?” he asked cautiously. Betty peered into his blue eyes and sighed. There wasn’t any use in pretending. Somehow or another she’d end up telling him everything.

“No,” she answered honestly. She proceeded to tell Jughead everything, from the invite to Veronica’s house to the fight with her mom that ensued afterwards. He listened quietly as she spoke, never interrupting to ask questions. She intentionally left out the part where her mom slapped her, knowing full well that he wouldn’t take to the information lightly. She looked down at her entangled hands in her lap when she was done. Jughead stayed quiet for a few beats.

“That’s not all,” he murmured matter-of-factly.

“What do you mean?” she asked, knowing full well what he was talking about. She still didn’t look at him.

“Betts come on. I know you. You don’t run out of the house after having a fight like that with your mom.  Something’s different,” he said. He placed two fingers on her chin bringing her face up to look him in the eye. As he did, he saw the beginning of a bruise start to form on her right cheek. He grazed his fingertips lightly over her discolored skin. Betty shivered from the contact.

“She hit you?” he whispered. Betty could hear the hurt in his voice and sighed, tears falling down her face. They both were silent as Jughead processed this. He stood up and grabbed Betty’s hand, taking her over to the truck.

“Get in,” he said. He headed over to the driver’s side and slid inside, starting the car and bringing it to life.

“Where are we going?” she asked, sliding into the passenger’s side. Jughead didn’t answer her and instead drove off onto the highway. The drive didn’t last very long, and both passengers were silent the whole way. Jughead pulled off of the highway and headed a few miles down an abandoned road. A few moments later, they pair pulled up to the parking lot of a large open meadow. Jughead hopped out of the car and stepped over to the passenger’s side, letting Betty out. Wordlessly, he grabbed her hand and guided her towards the back of the truck, hopping up into the bed and bringing her with him.

“Sit,” he said, taking a seat himself and leaning back. Betty tentatively sat next to him and snuggled up into his side. Instinctively, Jughead draped his right arm across her shoulders and placed a kiss on her forehead.

“You wanna tell me what this is all about?” she asked with a chuckle.

“Well it’s already working since you’re laughing,” he smiled. His fingertips traced the bare skin on her arms making her shiver.

“Look up,” he instructed. Betty looked up and gasped. Being so far away from the bright lights of Riverdale made it easier to see the millions of starts that dotted the night sky.

“Remember when we were kids,” he continued softly, “and you got mad at Archie for breaking you bike when he was trying to do tricks?” Betty nodded and smiled at the memory. Jughead had been the one to hold her hand when she cried over her bike and distracted her by taking her a nearby hill to watch the clouds and try to find pictures in each one.

“I wanted to take you someplace where you could just clear your mind for a little while. I know that parents can be a little crazy and think they always know best. But really, in the end, were the ones that are meant to make our own decisions. If we go by someone else’s story then we just become a secondary character. And you, Ms. Cooper, are a leading lady,” he said smiling down at her. Betty looked up at her best friend beaming. Without any hesitation, she leaned up and kissed him. For so long she had been wanting to show the boy she loved how much she cared about him, and in this moment, she couldn’t hold back any longer. Jughead had returned the kiss adamantly, not stopping until the two were out of breath.

“You always know just what I need to hear, Jughead Jones,” Betty said softly.

“I would do anything for you” he responded, holding her tightly.  

  • Riverdale Producers: Okay... In the early two thousands, the audience loved Troy Bolton. Maybe that's what we should add to our show's male lead.
  • Riverdale Producers: *gives Archie a Troy Bolton Story* So, audience, what do you think??
  • Audience: .... *doesn't pay attention*
  • Riverdale Producers: Eh? What's wrong? Didn't you like it?
  • Audience: Sorry, what did you say?
  • Riverdale Producers: ... A new Troy Bolton.
  • Audience: Oh, you're talking about Archie... Yeah, sorry, not gonna work.
  • Riverdale Producers: EH!? Why not?
  • Audience: Jughead is in the show.
  • Riverdale Producers: ...Damn it, that's a really good point. Change of plans, give the beanie boy everything he wants. Oh, and give him and Betty more scenes.
  • Audience: Much better. So I guess now you guys know... WHAT TEAM!?
  • Riverdale Producers: JUGHEAD!
Smoaked 5/6

Summary: Felicity and her young daughter Molly move to Star City to escape a stalker ex-boyfriend.

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                                       Chapter 5: Complicated Women

“I want to help.”

Oliver was about to leave and head into ARGUS. A replacement bodyguard had arrived. He turned when he heard Felicity.

“You want to help? Find Cooper?”

She nodded.

It was just them in Smoaked as the morning rush had ended. Oliver had just returned to confirm, he had brought Molly safely to school. They figured it was best to keep with her routine for now, of course she was being closely watched.

“What exactly would you like to do? You do know, you’ve already helped by telling John about your experience being kidnapped.”

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