• Betty: Veronica kissed me.
  • Jughead: Oh, my God.
  • Kevin: Okay, we want to hear everything. Archie, get the wine. Betty, does this end well or do we need to get tissues?
  • Betty: Oh, it ended very well.
  • Archie: *getting the wine* Don't start without me. Don't start without me.
  • Kevin: Alright, let’s hear about the kiss. Was it like a soft brush against your lips? Or was it like an “I gotta have you now” kind of thing?
  • Betty: Well, at first it was really intense, you know. And then we just sort of sunk into it.
  • Kevin: Were you holding her? Or were her hands on you?
  • Betty: Actually, first they started on my waist. And then they slowly slid up to my shoulders.
  • Archie, Jughead, and Kevin: Ohhhhh!
  • [in the next room]
  • Veronica: And, uh, and then I kissed her.
  • Reggie: Tongue?
  • Veronica: Yeah.
  • Reggie: Cool.

Originally posted by juptern

Imagine Josie inviting you to join the Pussycats

No one knew who you were. You had lived in Riverdale your whole life but had always managed to stay in the shadows. Of course, that wouldn’t last long. Especially not after Josie found out you could sing.

Your life would immediately change as you’d suddenly be thrown into the glitz, glamour, and sinister secrets that the small town of Riverdale had to offer.

You had not made your public debut with the Pussycats yet. There had been whisperings, rumors that the Pussycats had a new member, but no one knew who it was.

Josie had been pushing you and the rest of the band to do your best. ’We have to show them were good. We have to be amazing in order to get to the top. ’ That meant after school practices in order to prepare for the upcoming football game.

There was one particular day where you had decided to stay even later than the rest of the Pussycats. Yes, you were in the band but that could change in a matter of seconds. You had to prove to Josie that you had what it takes to be a part of it.

Glancing up at the clock, you noticed it was almost seven. Eyes widening, you rushed to gather all your stuff and bolted out of the music room. You had to be home by seven. Arms full of books, you didn’t notice where you were going until you crashed into a wall.

At least you thought it was a wall until you heard a loud groan. You had crashed into a boy, effectively dropping your things in the process.

“I’m sorry!” You blurted. “I wasn’t looking where I was going.”

The boy chuckled, sitting up as you gathered your stuff once again.

“Who are you and what are you doing here so late?” The boy questioned.

You stuttered over your words, standing up and finally saying a quick ’Nothing! I’m sorry. ’ and running off once more, leaving the boy on the ground.

Jughead pushed himself up into a sitting position, reaching out for the small object you had left behind.

“Hey! Girl!“ he called out after you. “You left your…glasses.”

Sighing to himself, he stood up and walked away, telling himself he’d just give you your glasses the next day.

But the next day came. And so did the next. And so did the next. And he couldn’t find you anywhere in school.

He had asked all around, yet nobody knew who you were, not even Kevin who always seemed to know everything about everybody in town. He had asked B & V, who had shrugged and shaken their heads. He had asked Archie, who had ever heard of a girl matching your description. Jughead was beginning to think you were a figment of his imagination, created by his lack of sleep.

He had been talking with Archie and Betty when Valerie, Josie, and Melody came up to their small group.

“Have you found her yet Jug?” Betty asked.

“No,” Jughead replied. He couldn’t find you and it was frustrating. He couldn’t understand why he was so intent on finding you. He didnt even know you.

“Ohh mysterious,” said Valerie as she came up behind Archie. “Another missing person?”

Archie snorted. “More like Jug trying to find some mysterious girl who bolted away from him.”

Jughead shot him a glare before turning to the Pussycats. “You guys wouldn’t happen to know this girl would you?” He asked, giving them a description of your appearance.

Their eyes all widened. Of course they knew you, you were their newest member. They exchanged glances before Melody spoke up. “Actually Jughead-”

“Maybe we do, maybe we don’t,” Josie interrupted. She gave the two other Pussycats a meaningful look. “But you should definitely consider going to the game Friday night.”

Jughead glanced at her suspiciously as she walked away.

“What was that about?” He questioned.

Valerie sighed. “Listen, Jughead, just go to the game Friday night.”

She walked off with Melody.

Jughead turned to his friends, who simply shrugged and walked off to class, leaving him to ponder Josie’s words.


Friday came a lot quicker than you expected, and you were feeling nervous. It would be your first time performing and you couldn’t mess this up.

You were also still feeling a bit shocked from what had happened the other evening. You had crashed into Jughead Jones. The most intimidating person you knew.

And you had lost your glasses. This week was not going well for you.

“Alright Pussycats, listen up!” Josie said, effectively grabbing your attention. “Tonight is the night. We’re introducing a new Pussycat and we’re going to show everybody that we are amazing at what we do.”

You could feel the adrenaline running through your veins as you guys huddled in and group hug before running out onto the football field.

You stood nervously next to Josie, not paying attention to Cheryl, who had introduced you guys. You were snapped out of your daze by Melody, who had begun drumming the best of the song. Looking out towards the crowd, you were suddenly glad you had lost your glasses. It meant that you couldn’t see the crowd properly and instantly, your nerves became somewhat settled.

You took a deep breath as you and Josie began to sing. You couldn’t mess up now.


Jughead’s attention was caught by you. His mouth gaped open as he watched you on stage as you sung. How could he have not noticed you before?

It was official. No matter how hard he tried to deny it, Jughead knew you had caught his interest the moment you ran into him in the hallway. The fact that you were a complete mystery had just added onto his intrigue.

His leg shook nervously throughout the game. He was going to talk to you and he couldn’t calm his nerves.

He stood up as Archie, Betty, and Veronica approached him, Kevin trailing behind.

“Pop’s?” Questioned Archie.

Jughead nodded dumbly, having spotted you walking away from the field with Josie.

“Uh yeah, you guys go ahead. I have to do something real quick,” he replied, running off to catch up with you.

Betty, Veronica, and Kevin all exchanged meaningful glances while Archie just stared after him in confusion before shaking his head and walking off.


Both you and Josie stopped at the sound. As you turned, you froze in fear. It was Jughead.

“Jughead,” Josie said, a smirk playing on her lips as she glanced at you. “I see you came to the game.”

Jughead chuckled. “Yeah, I decided to take you advice.”

Smirking at you once more, Josie turned to Jughead. “Well I hope you enjoyed out performance. I have to get going, my mom needs me. I’ll see you two on Monday.”

You were engulfed in awkward silence as she left.

“I uh, I think these belong to you,” Jughead stated, holding out a familiar pair of glasses. “I meant to give them back to you sooner but I couldn’t find you.”

You reached out to take your glasses from him, your hands shaking due to his close proximity. “Th-thanks Jughead.”

You cursed yourself mentally for stuttering as you slipped them on, your vision instantly becoming clearer.

“Well…thanks for returning them,” you said weakly, turning around and walking off whilst mentally berating yourself for being so awkward.

“Hey, wait!”

Your footsteps sped up in an effort to get as far away as possible from the beanie clad boy. It didn’t work.

“You were really good up there,” Jughead said as he caught up with you.

“Thanks,” you mumbled back.

“So anyways,” Jughead said nervously. “To make up for that little incident a few days ago, how about I take you to Pop’s to make up for it?”

Your eyes widened as you immediately refused. “Oh no thanks. I really should be getting home.”

“I insist. My treat.”

You felt yourself respond with the words you dreaded so much. “Ok, sure.”

You just couldn’t pass up free food.


On the walk to Pop’s, you felt yourself become more relaxed around Jughead as you guys talked about nothing and everything that your conversation had to offer.

Jughead could feel his nerves melting away. The girl that walked beside him was a mystery that he knew would keep his attention a lot longer than the murder investigation ever would.

He couldn’t help himself from noticing every little thing she did. From tucking her hair behind her ear, to pushing her glasses up every time they slid down her nose, even to the way that she’d stumbled a bit every time she laughed. He couldn’t tell it was the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

You had been wrong. Jughead Jones was not in fact very intimidating at all. He was as normal as could be, with his sarcastic remarks that never failed to make you laugh. You had misjudged him, and for that, you felt guilty.

And as you both entered Pop’s, you knew it was the start of a beautiful friendship.

And so did Archie, Betty, Veronica, and Kevin, who began shipping you two as soon as you passed the booth they were sitting in.


Once again just a little thing I came up with. I’ll be writing these short little works until I get enough free time to actually use my laptop do finish up requests so I’m very sorry to everyone who has requested, THEY WILL BE UP SOON I SWEAR.

Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed :)


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 @nervousmemzie said: “Jughead promposal to homecoming?”

A/N: If Jughead doesn’t do cute things in a dorky way then I don’t know what to expect. Also sorry if this is short, I’m writing this at like 3am.

“Do I look okay Betty? Is it too much?” Jughead asks the blonde.

“Juggie, I think you look very handsome.” Betty confirms, trying to calm Jughead’s nerves.

“What if they say no? Or already have a date?” 

“I know for a fact they do not have a date and would be excited to have you ask them.” Betty smiles at him. 

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Originally posted by jughead-thethird

Word Count: 1283

Pairing: Archie x reader

Summary: When your sister tries to set you up with everyone under the moon, you impulsively lie to her saying that you have a date when you really don’t. Archie saves the day and is your date to your sister’s wedding.

Warnings: like one cuss word, lying, weddings, kissing

Requested: Nope me just me being in my Archie feels

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Pairing : Jughead x OC

Synopsis : A new girl arrives in town around the time of Jason Blossom’s accident. That alone makes her suspicious and unlikeable to most people. Jughead has every reason to investigate on her, the timing is too perfect, right? And it has nothing to do with the young girl’s odd yet charming way of always seeming to find her way back to him, no matter the situation.  

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Part 5 <<<

Iris was in her room to change into something a little more comfortable before going to Pop’s when the familiar jingle of her phone interrupted her train of thought. It took her a good thirty seconds to shake the duvet of her bed to find her phone; it hit the floor and she picked it up, looking at the incoming message. It was Jughead’s address, very factual, nothing else. The girl slipped into her shoes and grabbed her laptop before rushing downstairs. She entered the address in her GPS while walking to her car and drove there without thinking much about where the hell it was taking her.

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