thanks to reggie to help this

Need a hand (Zach DempseyX Reader )

Originally posted by oliviagrey3

Request; Hey could you do  a  Zach Dempsey smut where you find him jerking off and offer to help him. Also i really love the Musical fingers imagine.Btw I don’t know if you do 13rw Characters but if you don’t you could just turn it into a reggie mantle one Thanks in advance.

A/N; Let me tell you guys how this is another version of this imagine because the first one I  was doing  my computer shut down in the middle of it so I had to  rewrite the whole thing but  yesss   I do 13rw imagines I love that show and all the characters.In other news I write other things not just smut. I can write fluff romance drama just tell me what you want  sis or bro. Idk ask for a part 2 if yah want i lowkey feel this is short but at the same time long idkk

REQUEST ARE OPEN

Warnings;smut,sin, sin,sin ,more sin, jacking off ,blowjobs  blah, blah, blah

Part two

Originally posted by theworldisworthagif

It was a sunny Sunday afternoon one of those day in April when the weather is cooperating. A day meant to go out , the park. shopping , walking  it doesn’t matter as long as you go somewhere to enjoy the weather.Where was I going not anywhere I wished to go. I was walking down the street no not on my way to the park to enjoy this lovely warm weather instead I was stuck studying for a final tomorrow with my study partner Zach Dempsey. Yes you heard right the Zach Dempsey star player of the basketball team.Unlike his teammates he was actually I laid back guy.He knew what mattered.He was pretty smart for a sports guy, He worried about his grades as much as he worried about sports.He wanted to be a biologist or something like that. He told me on one of our study session, I honestly can’t remember correctly maybe I was too busy drooling over the hottie, maybe that’s the problem I’m too  distracted by him. I mean the guy is fit from head to toe, I guess sports really do pay off. Oh if he knew the dreams I have about him and how I fantasize over his lips being on  mine. Zach and I have weird friendship  we are always flirting with each other and making sexual innuendos but we have never made contact that wasn’t just the friend type even though I wished we had. I was early to our study date I was sure Zach wouldn’t mind my parents went out and I didn’t want to be home alone. Zach has texted me earlier to just walk in when I got there. Zach parents were out of town and they took  his little sister with them so it was just going to be me and Zach.I reached the long driveway of the Dempsey home and decided to let myself in.Walking up the driveway I remember all the time Zach has come to open the door for me.How  he’s always wearing a shirt that hugs his bodily perfectly showing off all his muscles and how his sweatpants always hang low on his hips. He looks mesmerizing each time. I reach the door opening it slowly trying to  remember the way to Zach’s room. I’ve been in this house couple of time but the house is a mansion figuring out your way through it is like trying to get out of a maze each time.Making my way up the endless stairs I start to remember the way to his room. When I reach the top of the stairs I hear a something that sounds exactly like a moan. Immediately  I regret my decision of showing up early. What if Zach had someone over? I wouldn’t want to interrupt anything.My mind told me to get out of there but my feet wouldn’t listen they had a mind of their own and I slowly walk towards the door Zach moans got louder and I gotta admit they sounded enticing.Tempted to see what was happening inside I decided to look through the breach of the door. The view was captivating and alluring, Zach was pleasing himself his muscles clenching his hair was damped  and little droplets of sweat decorated his forehead and his eyebrows were furrowed.His hand moving up and down his exquisite cock and in that moment I desired that my mouth was his hand. As a gasp left his mouth I couldn’t hold it any longer my heart palpitated and I felt my body heat up the place in between my legs throbbing for attention.A sudden wave of confidence flowed through me as I stepped into the room speaking up.

“ Need a hand “ I say confidently

Zach is shocked he pulls his pants up in one swift movement turning the chair to face the opposite way that i’m standing.

“ wha… what did you say ?” he says stuttering

I start walking towards him “I asked if you needed help with that” I said standing in front of him. I sit on  his lap and slowly kiss his jawline

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“ like I said I could help but only if you want” I swing my legs to straddle him and get close to his ear I start nibbling on it slightly “Let’s be honest Dempsey you want this as much as I do so what are you waiting for” I say and I start kissing his jawline again.He grabs my hips firmly making me me grind on his bulge. I let out a gasp from the sudden contact. we craved each other. I look up at him his eyes darker full of lust the intensity between us growing. He harshly pulls my face to his crashing our lips together  and a surge of electricity runs through me.The kiss was passionate and lustful at the same time. Like we had been waiting for this forever and like it will last for eternity. I pull away short of breath and see Zach smirking.

“You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do that for” he says panting.I get on my knees making eye contact with him eager to have his luscious cock in my mouth my core burning with desire at every touch.I glidle my hand across his bulge and he hisses. I massage it slowly through his boxers. The anticipation of having him in my mouth is killing me but I also want to tease him. I slowly pull down his sweats and he kicks them off he’s only in boxers now giving me a better view.I take off his boxers looking up at him and batting my lashes I take him in my hands and he bucks his hips upward putting more of himself in my hand I pump him a few times before putting his savory tip in my mouth  a suck the tip slowly and he lets out a throaty moan. I take him in my mouth as much as I can slowly bobbing my head up and down  he starts thrusting his cock in my mouth making me moan which sends vibrations onto him.He forcefully pulls my hair into a pony tails guiding me. He hits the back of my throat and I gag. I can hear him cursing under his breath and I know he’s close. The view is consuming , he’s furrowing his eyebrows his mouth slightly open letting string of curse words fall from it once in awhile I moan at the thought of having him come undone inside my mouth. I feel him twitch so I moan again. I feel his milky liquid in my mouth and  I greedily savor his taste, his delicious cock still throbbing in my mouth.He lets go of my hair I wipe the corners of my mouth and get up.I sit on his lap again pulling his lips to mine kissing him passionately.

“Damn Y/N I didn’t know you were such a freak”

he says still short if breath

“Actually there a lot of things you don’t know about me Dempsey” I say smirking.I get up from the chair and start walking towards the door but Zach grabs me and throws me on the bed pinning me down.

“now its my turn to make you feel good” he says kissing my neck

Originally posted by sensuous

Reggie Mantle

(Okay, well I meant to write headcanons but then it turned into this. Like I said in my previous post. It seems I can’t write anything less than a thousand words. This has been in my head for a while and I intended to write it as a full fic, but decided on writing it like this instead?  I’ve been having serious Reggie Mantle feels lately, so here you go.This is also pretty much my Isaac Lahey fic, but Reggie. I’ve probably misspelled a bit, but it’s 3 am so I’ll edit it later. Feedback would be greatly appreciated and whoever reads this, I hope you enjoy.)

Reggie falls for the new girl

 -The first time he sees you, he’s talking to someone from the team in the hallway.

-The second his eyes land on you; he trails off on what he was saying.

- “Reggie, bro you okay?”

- “Yeah who’s that?” he says pointing in your direction.

- “Oh, that’s Y/N. She just started here today.”

- “Y/N.” he repeats to himself. 

 - “Yeah, she’s pretty cool. I met her this morning.”

 -Even though his teammate is still talking, Reggie barely hears any it because he’s having a hard time not focusing on you.


 -Reggie hates 5th period, so he always shows up late.

-15 minutes’ pass before he decides he’s going to head to class now.

-That’s when he sees you struggling trying to carry a few books while you look over your class schedule.

-You’re late for your class because you have no idea where it’s located.

- “Hey.” you hear someone say behind you. When you turn around you’re greeted by a tall boy with a very nice smile.

- “Hey.” you say.

- “Here let me help you with that, Your Y/N, right? I’m Reggie.” he says as he grabs the books out of your hand.

- “Thank you. Yes, I’m new here. Which is why I’m struggling trying to find my next class.” You say looking over your schedule again.

- “I might be able to help with that.”

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Reggie Mantle x Reader Locker-room Confessions


Request:
Could you maybe do a Reggie x reader where the reader is Jughead’s sister and she’s getting bullied by Chuck and Moose and he catches her crying in the locker room looking for Archie and comforts her and tells her nice stuff and compliments her and just fluff and cuteness.

A/N: This was my first request so I enjoyed it plenty, I hope you love it or least like it! It takes a while to get to the Reggie x Reader only because I wanted it to have a good storyline. 

Words: 1511

Pairing: Reggie x Reader

Summary: Reader is Jughead’s sister and gets bullied and Reggie comes to the rescue. 

Spoilers: There may or may not be a kiss.

Warnings: Like three swear words.


Being Jughead’s sister was not easy at Riverdale High. Everyone questioned you for the small similarities and differences that you had with each other. You hung out mostly with Jughead’s friends since you grew up with them as well.  You were only a year apart in age, but not by grade level. Some even questioned you both if you were twins and Jug became tired of it, so he would claim you were fraternal twins. The high school caste system was not really in favor of you and your brother. You’re brother Jughead had it worse with The Goonies as he called them. He was “freak” to them because he was different than the testosterone filled, brainless guys at your school. Jug was the brooding writer, keeping to himself. You however would dress like him plenty of times, but you liked to try different styles and colors. You were usually the one they’d catch smiling more often. You just tried your best enjoy the hell hole that high school was especially in a small town.

During the weekend you had a sleepover with Veronica and Betty at Veronica’s house. You were mesmerized by the aesthetic of Veronica’s. There was something about big homes that you thoroughly enjoyed, since your family had a small house. You didn’t complain though, you were just happy your family was back together and your dad was getting his act together.

You were thankful for these friends that made Riverdale suck a little less. You had fun with them, as they helped you escape from life for a while when you hung out with them. Veronica was new, but it felt like you had known her all your life. It was now Sunday morning and you all had just eaten breakfast.

“Here you go” Veronica spoke up while you were hanging out in her room.

“What’s this?” You questioned her as you opened the gift bag and took a box out with the most mesmerizing sneaker wedges you had wanted when you guys went window shopping a week before.

Your eyes dilated, and a small smile was forming on your face until you looked up and spoke up “I- I- I can’t take these Ron.”

“Now why not? Those would look great on you with that crop top you bought, but never wore” Veronica declared.

“You would look amazing, (Y/N)” Betty budded in with a smile on her face.

“I just, you guys can’t keep buying me stuff, my parents, and I am not going to be your charity case” you declared with a sad look in your face.

“Oh c’mon you are not my charity case (Y/N/N), I simply bought the wrong size shoe and can’t return them” She retorted.

“Yeah, I was there they would not let her return them” Betty innocently added on the lie.

“You can’t return them?” You questioned Ron with hopeful eyes.

“Nope and now that I look at them they’re not really my style and I don’t want to see them go to waste” Veronica added on with a smirk on her face.

You thanked her, and promised to wear them on Monday, with some ripped skinny jeans and the crop top as you left her house to work your shift at Pops.

Monday came and you hesitated on the outfit, but you put it on anyway since you weren’t going to let down Ronnie, and weren’t going to let your money go to waste by never wearing the crop top.

You took a quick glance in the mirror and smiled confidently and walked out of your home to get to school.

As you arrived, you felt all eyes on you and it made you slightly uncomfortable until you caught a glimpse of Ronnie and Betty and walked towards them.
“Hey” you said shyly to the blonde and brunette.

They turned to look at you and you heard gasps coming out of their mouth with a wide eyes plastered on their faces.

“My god! (Y/N) you are gorgeous” Betty declared.

“The phoenix rises! (Y/N) you look hot!” Ronnie added on and you couldn’t help but cover your face and giggle as Kevin approached you three by the lockers.

He did a double take not believing it was you until he added to the compliments “Smokin’ (Y/N), if I weren’t gay you’d be on my list” as you all laughed at his words.

You all departed to your classes and plenty of people complimented you on your outfit.

It was the end of the day and you were at your locker, when The Goonies approached you in the empty hallway.

You just gave a huff closing your locker thinking you just might get catcalled, surprised though that Reggie was not with them. You remembered you actually hadn’t seen Reggie with them for a couple of days now.

The Goonies were surrounding you, you couldn’t escape them, and they trapped you against your locker.

Moose spoke up “Look at the ugly duckling thinking she is turning into a goose.”

“Yeah Goose” The other jocks repeated.

“Don’t you mean swan?” You retorted sarcastically.

“Whatever, besides you’d never be a swan” Moose scowled at you “I just wanted you to know that not even like that, no one will even look your way”

“I don’t know” Chuck added on “You’d be a good, onetime thing, don’t you think she’d like maple syrup?”  He spoke to the guys and he creepily caressed your cheek as you swapped his hand off your cheek.

“What do you think freak? Would you like a bit of Chuck in your life” he whispered in your ear.

“You’d really consider this piece of trash?” Moose spoke up

“The thing about trash is, you use it, and then when you’re done with it you throw it away” Chuck gave you a smirk as he turned to collect high fives from the guys and you took it as a chance to flee and go looking for Archie in the locker room to ask him to take you home, or ask him where Jughead was.

As you fled from The Goonies, you heard the collective laughter from the venom filled mouths as you tried to hold in your tears.

You arrived at the locker room and much to your dismay it was empty. You started hearing the rain from the outside and realized they probably cancelled practice.

You sat down in one of the benches and started sobbing, until you felt someone sit next you so you stopped and turned your attention to see who it was. 

“I am so sorry about those jerks” Reggie spoke up as he rubbed his thumbs up to cheeks to rid of the tears “They never did learn how to treat a lady” Reggie added.

“What are you doing?” You questioned him, confused as to why he was being so nice to you when he was the one that bullied your brother.

“I- I am” He stuttered as he grabbed you by the hand, not knowing what to say.

“Wow a speechless Reggie that’s new” you chuckled.

“I’m just really sorry about those assholes, I’ll take care of them though” He smiled at you.

“How?” You asked him.

“Well I am captain of the football team (Y/N)” He stated.

“Why would you help me though? They bullied me, and you bully my brother with them” You spoke up “What’s the difference?” you added on.

“(Y/N) I am really sorry about that, I regret ever being rude to Jughead, I really am” He said with disappointed look on his face.

“Why were you rude to Jug? Does this mean you are going to leave him alone? I noticed you haven’t been hanging out with the guys for a while now” You rambled on, not knowing how to react this soft side of Reggie.

“Um” he mumbled while scratching his head “I kind of have a crush on you” He spoke softly with a small smile on his face.

“What?” You gulped as he caught you by surprise.

“I promise to apologize to Jughead,  I know I was stupid for going down that route” He paused and spoke again “I’ll apologize, I swear, wo- woul- would you go out on a date with me? Please?” He proclaimed with a sparkle in his eyes.

“Only if you apologize to Jug” You smiled at him, surprised to seeing this vulnerable side to Reggie made him so much more handsome.

“Deal, Thank you, I will, I’ll also take care of the idiots who bullied you” Reggie proclaimed as he pulled you in for a hug.

As you two pulled away you started missing his tight hug until Reggie grabbed you by the chin and planted his lips on yours.

Your stomach was filled with butterflies and your lips were in sync with his.

“(Y/N) where are you? Moms going crazy, it is raining and you’re not answering your- uh- phone” Jughead interrupted your kiss with wide eyes and wide mouth plastered on his face and you couldn’t help but smile.

Tags: @sgarrett49 @oharchiekinz 

Judgey and English

Originally posted by alinok

A/N: Okay this one is reeeeally long but i got carried away and I didn’t want any part of the request to get missed out because I tried to squish it into less than 2000 words

Request:  could I maybe request an imagine where the reader is new and she moves to riverdale from England and she starts off as a waitress at pops and befriends Jughead because she’s all little and sassy and sarcastic. Then maybe she could become a river vixen and reggie and the football team all take an interest and juggy gets all jelly because he’s developed a subconscious crush on her 

Word Count: 3,249 (god.damn.)

Warnings: Bad pick up lines, some brief angst

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Short, Sassy, Sarcastic - Requested (Reggie x Reader)

request: yes - Hey can you do a reggie image where he’s into this short sassy girl but she likes to keep a wall up so when reggie talks to her she thinks it’s a prank?? Sorry if it’s too much!! Btw love your writing! 💖💖
pairings: reggie x reader
warnings: none
a/n: feel free to send in any requests !
word count: 1,011


Sunday afternoon: breezy, cool, calm. The ideal finish to another weekend in the school term. You quietly hummed along to the tune of your favourite song as your eyes trailed along the page of the book. It was quiet in Pop’s. Your back leaned against the wall of the booth with your legs stretched across the seat slightly dangled off. Opposite you was Jughead fixated on his laptop, furiously typing up the novel he was working on. The both of you sat in comfortable silence both heavily engrossed in your task. 

The chime of the bells echoed throughout the restaurant as a group of Riverdale’s star football players entered; rowdier than ever. You rolled your eyes, of course they were sporting their letterman jacket; you were starting to think they had one for everyday of the week. 

“Ah if it isn’t Wednesday Addams, still writing your manifesto?” Reggie smirked as he leant over the booth. Before Jughead could throw one of his sarcastic comments you fired one at Reggie. 

“At least he can spell Reginald. If I remember correctly, you could barely pass a 5th grade spelling test,” you said lazily, your eyes still focused on the book. 

“You’re lucky you’re cute (Y/L/N), otherwise I would’ve tackled your 5ft2 ass,” Reggie grumbled as he walked off with the rest of his group. Jughead rolled his eyes.

“I could’ve handled that you know,” Jughead said. 

“I know you could’ve, but your ass would’ve been roadkill in two minutes,” you smiled as you packed up your belonging. “I’ll see you tomorrow Jug.”




Your Monday morning wasn’t off to a perfect start to say the least. First your alarm didn’t go off because you were stupid enough to forget to charge your phone, which led you to skip breakfast just so you could get to school on time and now your locker decided to be a pain and not open up. 

“Stupid piece of crap,” you grumbled as you banged your first onto the locker door. 

“No wonder your locker won’t open, it isn’t being treated with love,” a voice spoke behind you. You mentally groaned, an encounter with Reggie Mantle would be the cherry on top to your morning. 

“What do you want Reginald?” you scoffed, turning around to face him. 

“Not the reaction I usually get from the ladies,” he smirked down at you. 

“Yeah I bet, usually I see the look of wanting to vomit on their faces when they see you,” you shot, turning back to crack open your locker. 

“Here let me help you with that,” he offered, moving forward. 

“Yeah okay, good luck with getting that piece of crap to open. It’s literally jamm-”. You were cut off by the sound of your locker door swinging open as Reggie stood proudly next to it. 

“Thank you,” you mumbled quietly not wanting to give him the satisfaction of you being grateful. 

“I didn’t hear youuu,” he teased. You cleared your throat. 

“I said thank you,” you said a little clearer. 

“That’s better. And you can thank me at 7:30 for a date tonight,” Reggie said, casually leaning against the locker neighbouring yours. You dropped your books at the word date. 

“Sorry, excuse me but I didn’t hear you correctly and I’m gonna give you one more chance to repeat yourself,”. Reggie leaned in closer to your level. 

“Me. You. 7:30. Tonight.” Reggie said with a pause in between each word. You both looked at each other, holding the gaze. You soon bursted out laughing. 

“Oh you’re a funny dude Mantle. Oh you sure do crack me up,” you laughed and sighed as you picked up your Physics text book. You looked back up to a solemn faced Reggie. 

“You’re joking right? Like this is a dare from one of your pals right?” you asked, raising an eyebrow. 

“I’m serious, I wanna hang out tonight and get to know you,” Reggie said with a hopeful look. You sighed and shook your head as you shut your locker door. 

“That’s a hard no from me Reg,” you said as you walked towards the library. Reggie followed chase and paced behind you as your little legs attempted to fast walk. 

“Why not though? Why won’t you go out with me tonight?” Reggie asked in an almost demanding tone. 

“I said no Reggie, go find some other girl to ask out. i’m sure our school is full of girls dying to go out with you. Heck I bet Kevin would like to go out with you,” you replied, not looking back at him. Reggie ran forward and blocked your path. 

“Are you serious? I have classes to catch up on. I don’t have time for this,” you sighed as you attempted to walk around him but his movements were too quick for you. 

“Why don’t you want to go out with me?” Reggie asked, his eyes furrowed in confusion. 

“Because I don’t okay! I’ve heard what your and your friends have done to girls Reggie. A playbook? That’s just disgusting,” you scoffed. 

“Look, I know the whole playbook thing was shameful but I swear I only had on entry in there until I realised how degrading it was,” Reggie said, trying to reason with you. You crossed your arms and frowned.

“You’re not gonna stop until I agree to a date with you aren’t you?” you asked. Reggie shook his head with a sheepish grin. You rolled your eyes and caved. 

“Alright, fine. I’m agreeing to one date and one date only. And if by the end of that date I decide that I don’t wanna keep seeing you, you leave me and Jughead alone. Deal?” you asked with a raised eyebrow. 

“Deal,” Reggie grinned. “I’ll pick you up at seven,”. With that he sprinted off with a shout of a “YES” echoing through the hallway. You shook your head as your mouth formed into a small smile, giving a small laugh at his excitement. 


Little did you know that by the end of tonight, Reggie Mantle would be the one to finally hold near and dear to your heart. 

Seven Minutes With You

Request: Hi this is kinda weird but can u pls do a reggie one shot/imagine where the reader is v shy and like gives that innocent vibe so reggie’s always messing with her and sayin things that make her blush especially in class when he whispers things in her ear and he’s just always putting his arm around her and poking her sides and she acts like it annoys her but in reality she has a huge crush on him so Veronica makes them play 7 minutes in heaven at a party? Sorry if this is strange. :(

Requested by: anonymous.

A/N: This isn’t strange at all! When I read this at first, I was super excited, so thank you for requesting!

Pairing: Reggie X Reader

Warnings: none.


Originally posted by joeck

“Y/N!” Turning with a bright warming smile, you came face to face with the one and only Reggie Mantle. At the sight of his tall structure running towards you, you felt yourself blush but quickly pushed it away, not wanting him to see.

“Hi Reggie.” You greeted warmly when he reached you, leaning against your locker he smiled cockily over at you and you shook your head. None of this was weird. Since you’d move to Riverdale Reggie had made his obvious interest towards you known and was always hanging by your side.

When you’d first come to this school, you’d been confronted by Veronica and Betty who had kindly started talking to you when they saw you alone. That in turn allowed you to start hanging out with them, Archie and Jughead. They were some of the best friends you could ask for.

But after a week or so, Reggie had come up to you and sweet talked you with some cheesy pick-up line. You’d never been so openly flirted with and you’d never really had a boyfriend before so his comments made you easily blush and flustered. Though before anything more could happen, Archie had found you and dragged you off, saying that Reggie wasn’t exactly the guy you should be spending all your time with.

But despite his warnings, you couldn’t help but look back and realize how attractive he was. He was built and tall, way taller than you, and he was undoubtedly attractive. That was when you realized your slowly growing affections for the boy and from that day on it grew.

Luckily for you, Archie’s interruption that day didn’t stop from Reggie walking up to you the next day and doing the same thing. From then on Reggie walked you to classes, hung out with you during lunch whenever he could, teased you in and out of classes and always invited you to his games.

You acted as if it annoyed you, but you’d be lying if you said you didn’t like it.

“You going to Veronica’s party tonight?” Snapping out of your musings, you blinked turning up and looking at Reggie. He was grinning down at you, and you couldn’t help but feel your cheeks warm ever so slightly. Damnit, you had it hard for this guy.

“Uh… I don’t know. Not really my scene.” He pouted and you couldn’t help but notice how cute he looked.

“Aweh!” He whined, stepping forward he placed his hands on each side of you and started to tickle. You giggled, but noticed how every one had already left seeing as it was the end of the day, and mentally thanked so no one heard how loud you were.

“Stop!” You whined, giggles breaking through. Reggie laughed,  “not until you agree to come to this party.”

“Fine!” You yelled; “fine! Fine! i’ll go!” You let out a heavy breath when his relentless fingers finally left your sides. He chuckled; “see all you needed was some convincing.” He smirked.

You rolled your eyes, sighing. Closing your locker you turned to face him and despite how shy you were you couldn’t help but asked; “why do you even want me to come that bad?” You asked curious, your question must have thrown Reggie off as he jerked his head back and paused ever so slightly.

His shock didn’t last long though as he quickly smiled again and poked your stomach. You grumbled, swatting his hand; “you already know why Y/N.” Was all he said before walking off. You stared at his retreating back and couldn’t help but stare longingly; “I’ll see you at the party!”

What the hell did that mean?”


Nervously you walked through the doors to Veronica’s house, the rooms and halls already packed with people. You couldn’t help but notice the already drunk boys laying on the ground and the chatting girls as you walked through. You weren’t exactly sure why you agreed to come, well besides being harassed to do so.

But parties most definitely weren’t your scene and you felt super self conscious walking through the crowds of people as you tried not to get shoved down. 

You looked around for Reggie but sadly couldn’t find him, so settled on standing in the kitchen by the island and staring at whatever drinks were in front of you, trying to find one that didn’t hold alcohol in it. 

“Hey! Y/N!” Turning, you saw Veronica across the hall a bit, waving at you. You grinned at the familiar face and waved back; “glad you could make it!” She called and you laughed nodding. Part of hoping she would come over to you, but you noticed how she was dancing with Kevin, and she looked like she was having a lot of fun. Sighing, you played around with your empty cup, staring mindlessly.

Suddenly arms wrapped around your waist and hauled you off the ground, you let out a tiny scream as big arms picked your feet off the ground. “Hey!” You called, not knowing who was behind you. Suddenly you were set on the ground but the arms around your waist stayed there and hugged you tight against the mans chest; “glad you came.” He whispered in your ear and you instantly recognize the voice.

Turning in his arms, you slapped Reggie on the chest. “You scared me half to death!” You lectured him.

He chuckled, “sorry but… I am glad you know.” He smiled.

“That I came?”

“Of course. Thought you wouldn’t show.” you suddenly blushed, as you brushed a piece of hair behind your ear and stared down at the arms that were still wrapped around your waist. 

“Yeah well… Veronica’s my friend so…” 

“Oh…” Reggie said, and his arms came off from around your waist. Suddenly realizing what you said, you grabbed Reggie’s arm and tried to fight down your blush, smiling up at him. “But of course, i’m always happy to see you.” The frown that had marred his face easily disappeared and he grinned again, more confidently this time.

“I thought I annoyed you?” He teased.

You laughed, fiddling with your hair; “not all the time.”

Reggie opened his mouth to speak again, comfortably setting himself next you but suddenly a voice called out; “Reggie!” The both of you turned, seeing Moose waving you both over. “We’re playing a game, come join!” You turned to each other, questioning the other before laughing and walking over.

The living room was full and you walked in, noticing Reggie be-lining for the last spot on the couch. You sighed, walking across him to head to the edge of the couch to sit on before hands grabbed your hips and set you down on a lap. Blushing madly, you turned and saw Reggie grinning up at you. 

Leaning over, he set his head on your shoulder; “what you’d think i’d let you stand?” He whispered into your ear and you felt yourself blush even more madly. Everyone could see you which only allowed the embarrassment to set further in.

“Yeah! Reggie getting some!” Chuck yelled and you hid your face in your hands. Reggie laughed and finally peeking through your fingers you noticed the bottle set on the table before you. You let your eyes drift higher, and not surprisingly Veronica stood directly in front of you with a smirk on her face. Despite your seating predicament, you knew something was up.

“Veronica…” You spoke.

“So glad you and Reggie could make it Y/N!” She cheered, clapping but you could tell by the smirk on her face she was up to something. Turning, you caught eye of Betty and looked at her questioningly, she only shook her head with a small smile.

“So! Everyone I say we indulge ourselves in a little game of ‘Seven Minutes’ In Heaven’” she clapped and suddenly you felt your heart drop. You gave her a warning look but she only laughed.

With that Veronica spun the bottle, it landed on various different people but you barely paid attention. What with Veronica’s scheming eyes and Reggie’s arms around your waist and the fact that you were sitting on his lap, you found it a little hard. It wasn’t until the bottle undoubtedly landed on you or Reggie, whoever that you felt your heart beat pick up.

“Oooh! Y/N it’s landed on you!” Betty cheered and you narrowed your eyes at your two best friends. 

“I vote that you go in with Reggie.” There it was, the final words.  You blushed again and you cursed your innocence. There was cheer and suddenly you were standing, Reggie’s hands on your waist.

“Sounds good to me.” He grinned, mentally thanking Veronica.

“I’m not too sure…” You trailed off but Veronica ‘tsked’, “you played the game Y/N and these are the rules.”

Veronica helped push you into the closet and before you could even think you were in a closet with Reggie, the door locked behind you. You couldn’t help but blush and you fiddled with your fingers, a nervous energy radiating off of you. There was moments of silence before Reggie’s hand came in front of you and he poked you in the familiar spot that was your nose.

“Don’t be so nervous, Y/N.” He reassured.

You laughed, trying to play it off but failing miserably. “Nervous? Psshhh, not me.” You chuckled nervously.

Reggie chuckled too and silence fell over the both of you. 

“Hey Y/N?” Reggie suddenly called and you looked up at him, intently focusing on him. “What do you think of me?”

“Hmm? What do you mean?”

“Well, would you ever consider dating me?” You froze, unsure on how to answer. You opened your mouth to speak but paused, unsure and confused. 

“I-I…-” A hand grabbed your face and pulled you against lips. You froze, shocked but eventually returned the kiss and smile against his lips. He grabbed your waist with his other hand and you let your hands press against his chest as he kissed you deeply.

Pulling away, he smiled down at you, suddenly nervous. “I’ve liked you for a long time… I hope you return my feelings?”

“Yes…” you whispered, still in a daze.

“Yes? As in you like me…?”

“Yes I like you!” You smiled and he grinned down, you pressed a kiss against his cheek and were about to deepen the kiss before you heard Veronica; “times up, do you guys need another hour or?” You blushed heavily as Reggie chuckled.

“Veronica!”

The Playbook (Jughead Jones X Reader) prt. 1

Summary- You help Reggie with his homework and he writes things in the playbook about you. When you find out, you are a mess. Jughead, your friend, tries to help you and stuff goes down.

Warnings- kissing, fluff, crying, angst?

A/N- hey hey hey! I’m actually really proud of this so I hope you like it! There will be a part 2 to this!!




It was a cold Monday morning. The clouds were drizzling rain and the air smelled of dew. You walked on the school grounds with your friend, Jughead. His raven hair was tucked inside of his beanie as usual, a few stray locks coming out of the sides. His clothes were dark too, as usual. 

“Hello Wednesday Addams! Hello Y/N!” A taunting voice came from behind you. 

You turned around to see Reggie, a player on the football team. He wasn’t very nice, he always made fun of Jughead. It made you sad to see.

“What do you want?” Jughead said with a bored sigh.

“Ah, nothing emo boy.” Reggie started, “I just wanted to know if I could borrow your girlfriend for a moment.” He pointed at you. 

“She’s not my girlfrien-” He said but was cut off by Reggie.

“Great! Hey Y/N, come here.” Reggie pointed at you as you mouthed a ‘sorry’ to Jughead and followed him a few steps away from the annoyed Jughead 

“What do you want Reggie?” You ask, crossing your hands over your chest.

He looked around awkwardly before saying, “Do you want to meet me at Pop’s after school?” 

“What? Why? You have never been nice to me or any of my friends.” You say.

He sighed and then explained, “Look it’s not gonna be a date or anything…  need a tutor. My mom is making me get one. You are the valedictorian, right?” 

You looked around as you hear the bell ring, “Yeah, whatever, fine. I’ll meet you there at four.” You told him before making your way to class.

You quickly caught up with your friends in the halls. 

“What was that all about?” Jughead asked .

“Reggie wants me to tutor him.” You replied.

Veronica scoffed, “Why?” 

You looked over at her and sighed, “I’m the valedictorian and his mom is making him get a tutor.” 

“Why didn’t you just say no? He’s a jerk.” Betty reminded you. 

“Yeah I know. But if I said no, he may have been mad and tried to get back at us.” You answered. 




Later that day at Pop’s you met Reggie. You helped him with his homework and tutored him on all the subjects. When you got done he thanked you and walked out. 

“Well that wasn’t so bad.” You said to yourself as you exited the diner. 

Little did you know what was coming next.




The next day at school you felt like everyone was staring at you. You didn’t know why. 

“Kev, I feel like everyone is staring at me today.” You tell Kevin who is sitting next to you in the library during free period.

“It’s probably not for anything bad, they’re probs just admiring your bomb outfit!” He exclaimed pointing out your casual floral dress with a bomber jacket.

“Yeah, I don’t know.” You say and continue to go through your chemistry notes.

All of the sudden you hear a whistle come from across the room. A group of football players are looking straight at you, whistling and cat-calling you.

“What the-” You begin to say before Kevin cuts you of with a shout at the boys.

“Leave her alone you Neanderthals! Go throw a ball or something!” He yells at them.

An eruption of  ‘ooo’s come from the boys as they walk out of the library laughing.

You were shocked. Nothing like that had ever happened to you before. Today was really strange. 

“What just happened?” You asked Kevin, your face bright red. 

Kevin groaned, “Just some idiots looking for easy pickings. Look, Y/N, don’t let it bother you.” 

But you couldn’t shake off the feeling that something wasn’t right. 

Suddenly, Jughead and Archie appeared in front of your table.

“Hey guys.” You said, looking up from your notes.

“Hey, Y/N, we need to tell you something.” Archie says looking at Jughead.

Your stomach dropped, what was going on?

“It’s about Reggie. He’s been spreading- rumors and stuff.” Jughead said uncomfortably. 

“What? What kind of rumors?” You asked nervously. 

“Rumors about you doing stuff… Like romantic stuff with him.” Archie shifted uncomfortably. 

“That’s not true right?” Jughead said quickly.

“No! of course that’s not true!” You exclaimed.

You couldn’t believe it. Reggie had played you. Reggie had made up horrible rumors about you.

“And that not all…” Archie said, “A bunch of the idiots on the football team keeps a record of points… for stuff like this. And your in it.” 

Archie pulled out a ragged book and flipped to the page that had been last written on . 

that smart one: 6 points. 

“oh my god.” You whispered, tears coming to your eyes. 

“Y/N im so sorry.” Jughead says reaching for your arm, but you jerk away.

You got up and ran out of the building. 

Tears streamed out of your eyes as you neared the parking lot. You quickly jumped into your car. You sat there for a while, letting tears stream out of your eyes. The tears soaked your shirt.

pat. pat.

Someone was tapping the window. You looked over to see Jughead bent over to the passenger side  window looking inside.

“Go away.” You sniffle, burring your face in your knees.

“Please let me in, Y/N.” Jughead said with a sad look on his face.

“No.” You croaked.

“Please.” Jughead pleaded, trying to open the locked door.

“Just leave me alone. I don’t want to talk.”

“Please Y/N.”

You sighed and opened the door, letting him in.

He climbed into the passengers side and looked at you.

“Y/N, im so sorry this happened.” He said and put his hand on your arm.

“I-I don’t know what to do,” You stammered, a single tear coming from your bloodshot eye. 

“It’s ok… I’ll take care of this.” He responded, softly.

He then took you into a tight hug, you sobbed into his shoulder. His jacket was soaked from your tears, but he didn’t care.

Once you could feel the tears letting up you looked up at Jughead. He was so caring. So sweet. He was there for you. 

All of the sudden something took over you and you leaned into Jughead, kissing him straight on the mouth.

For a second he didn’t do anything, he was too shocked. But then he kissed you back.

You then tore away quickly, realizing what you were doing. You were KISSING one of your best friends.

“Oh my god.” You whispered, “I’m sorry!”

But he didn’t seem mad, just surprised and confused.

He didn’t even respond, he fumbled with the door and got out of the car.

“Wait!” You yelled, getting out to.

But he had already run out of the parking lot, and into the school. 


to be continued…

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           Dr. Patterson gave Stephen‘s belly a few pats.

           “You need to work on losing the weight. Do you know that being obese can cause serious health issues?”

           Blah blah, this isn’t anything I haven’t heard before, he thought to himself. Frankly, he was more focused on what he would eat for lunch. Well, that and the bulge in Dr. Patterson’s scrub pants.

           “Pay attention,” the deep voice demanded. “You have a family history of diabetes and heart disease. Plus, you have asthma and might be on the verge of having diabetes yourself. Is being lazy worth all the potential costs?”

           “No, sir,” he grumbled, lying convincingly to the doc.

           Patterson frowned. “Well, can’t say I didn’t warn you. Have a nice day.” With that, Dr. Patterson shook Stephen’s chubby hand and left the room.

           Got down off the bed and shed the paper gown. He looked down and jiggled his round belly.

           “Well, he is right. Maybe it is time for a changed,” he said quietly, with a frown. Feeling defeated, he slowly put on his clothes and headed home.

           Not everyone in Stephen’s family was big. They just had crappy genetics. And being him, he had the shitty end of the genepool. He sat on his couch, sinking into his blankets and tried to find something to take his mind off what he was about to do.

           That’s when the gym commercial came on, starring a tan hunk with black chest hair rising from his gym logo tank top.

           “Hello, I’m Thomas from Gold Man’s Gym. Do you have the desire to lose weight? Or do you simply want to build up lean muscle? Either way, Gold Man’s Gym is the best place to slim down or bulk up. Give us a call today!” The number flashed on the screen as another voice talked about available classes and training opportunities.

           Reluctantly, he picked up his cell phone and dialed the number.

           After a few rings, “Hello, and thank you for calling Gold Man’s Gym, where we can help you sculpt the body you want. How can I help you?”

           Before he could hang up, he heard himself say, while dying on the inside, “Hi. My doctor said I’m too fat and I need to lose weight. How much do you people charge?”

           The man on the other end started to laugh, and Stephen could hear him struggle to stop. “Sir, I am so sorry, I didn’t mean to laugh. I appreciate blunt humor. How about you come down and I’ll help you sign up. Ask for Reggie.”

           Stephen sat down on his bed the next day, wearing only a towel, dreading what he had to do today. Stephen wasn’t lazy by any means and actually enjoyed going out and being active. That is, when it wasn’t forced in him. He also didn’t hate being fat. He wasn’t a “gainer,” like some chubby chaser had either called him or coaxed him into being, but simply loved his body. Sure, he sometimes got happy only when he was stuffed to the brim, and occasionally would jerk off while eating dessert like a pig, but he wasn’t a gainer.

           He stood in front of his mirror, examining his body. He had a harsh crease where his flabby chest sat on his stomach. His belly, while it didn’t stick out far, was pretty big around. His torso was covered in stretchmarks, which clawed themselves on his chest, belly, and crowded around his sides leading up to his armpits. Though most people saw fat as a negative or disgusting thing, he saw beauty in everyone’s bodies.

           Sighing, Stephen put on his new gym clothes and headed for the gym.

           Loud music played and the air conditioner was on full blast as he walked in and headed straight for the registration counter, where the man from the commercial was standing, organizing jars of protein powder. Glancing down, Stephen saw the silver nametag placed above a perfectly formed pec: “Reggie.”

           “Hi. You’re Reggie,” Stephen said. Reggie looked up and smiled.

           “Hi! Are you the guy who called yesterday?”

           “Yeah, I’m the blunt one.”

           Reggie smiled and laughed, sticking his hand out to shake Stephen’s.

           “What’s your name?” Stephen asked as he walked around the counter.

           Stephen introduced himself.

           “Nice to meet you! Here, let me walk you to my office and we’ll get settled.

           The two men sat on opposite sides of Reggie’s desk while he gathered paper work for Stephen to fill out.

           Name: Stephen Jenkins

           Age: 24

           Weight: 320

           Goal (Check all that apply): Lose weight, Muscle Growth, Both, Maintain

           He circled lose weight.

           Once he was finished, Reggie took the paperwork and punched Stephen’s card information into the computer, then handed him a gym card.

           “Welcome to Gold Man’s Gym! I’m now your trainer.”

           The first day was the worst for Stephen. That day, Reggie got Stephen on a few weight machines to test his strength and had him walk and jog on the treadmill. All Stephen could feel was his fat jiggling beneath his gym shirt. For the first time, he felt embarrassed of his body. He felt like he was some fat thing on display in a room of muscle gods and perfect twinks.

           As he left, he didn’t intend on saying bye to Reggie. What he didn’t know is that Reggie followed him to his car.

           “It won’t be that bad tomorrow,” Reggie said, stopping Stephen in his tracks. Stephen turned around.

           “Yeah? What makes you say that?”

           “Well, everyone’s first day is rough. It gets better.”

           “Oh, what a relief,” Stephen replied sarcastically. “I mean I don’t want to do this shit in the first place, but I have to.” He lifted up his shirt to reveal his belly. “Do you see this, Reggie? I’m never embarrassed by this. I like it. It makes me, me. And today, in this place, I hated it. I hated being in there with those people and my body. For the first time, I feel disgusted.”

           Before Reggie could speak, Stephen drove off.

           The next day, Reggie was shocked to see Stephen in the gym.

           “You came back,” he asked as Stephen walked on the treadmill, sweat making his shirt cling to his body.

           “I have to. Doctor’s orders.”

           And with that, Stephen was on the road to weight loss. He ate better. Didn’t eat fast food. Worked out five times a week. Did small exercises at home. After a few weeks, he was down ten pounds. At the end of the month, another seven pounds. Two months in and he lost a total of eighteen pounds. While Stephen watched his body slowly shrink down, he was reluctant to think that maybe he would enjoy the fit life. If he liked his body fat, maybe he would like it skinny too. He could do this.

           Or so he thought.

           At his two-and-a-half-month mark at the gym, Reggie came up to Stephen while he was lifting weights.

           “I think you need a break. Let me take you out tonight.”

           “Excuse me?” Stephen asked as he finished his set.

           “Yeah. Look, you’ve made terrific progress and have lost almost twenty pounds since you started. You need a break. Let me take you out tonight. Just dinner.”

           “I don’t date,” Stephen said.

           “Okay. So, then we go as friends. I’ll pick you up at seven tonight.”

           “But you don’t have my address,” Stephen said, trying to dismiss the trainer’s offer.

           “Hey, you signed up at a gym. I work at a gym. I know how to pull up a client’s files.”

           With that, Stephen joined Reggie for dinner. At seven, Reggie pulled up in a vintage Corvette and the two drove to wherever Reggie had planned for dinner. Most of the way, they sat in silence. That was, when Reggie tried to get a conversation started. When it became apparent that Stephen wasn’t in the mood to talk, the radio got turned on and the two sat there listening to the top 40. Luckily for both, a few minutes later the Corvette pulled up in front of the restaurant and the pair walked in.

           Stephen’s jaw dropped. “YOU BROUGHT ME TO AN ALL YOU CAN EAT BUFFET?”

           Reggie looked over. “Umm…yeah? My family owns it so we can eat for free. Is that a problem?”

           “Fuck yes, it is. You know I’m trying to eat heathy. I haven’t had any shit food since I started this. And you want me to gain it all back in one night?”

           Reggie laughed. “I don’t know how much you know about calories and gaining fat, but that’s not how this works. Just use portion control and you’ll be fine.”

           Stephen shook as he carried his plate around the buffet tables. Before him were counters of meat, cheese, desserts, seafood, fried food, vegetables and fruits. You name the food, this place had it. He steered himself clear of any food that was bad for him, and stuck with vegetables and boiled chicken.

           The two sat far from the buffet, Stephen with his plate of health-conscious food and Reggie with his plate filled with a little bit of everything: French fries, bacon wrapped tater tots, chicken covered in cheese sauce, a slice of cheesecake, and some sushi. Stephen picked at his plate, starving for actual food, but refusing to budge.

           “You’re brave you know,” Reggie said.

           “How so?” Stephen asked.

           “You’re happy how you were. Loved yourself for who you were. Yet, you stuck with the program against what you wanted.

           “You call that bravery? I call it giving in.”

           “It’s brave to do what you don’t want to do when you have to do it. You’re brave.”

           Stephen felt himself smile. Reggie smiled to. The two men ate and made small chit-chat. When it came time for Reggie to get a second plate, he looked up at Stephen. “Want to come with?”

           “No thanks, I’m going to wait a bit.”

           Reggie left the table, leaving Stephen there to think about what Reggie had said. Brave? No. That’s not being brave. Well, it is? It was then that Stephen found himself eating something with a slight crunch, a subtle salty taste. He looked down and saw that he had eaten the last fry sitting on Reggie’s plate.

           When Reggie came back, Stephen stood up.

           “I’ll be right back. I want another plate.”

           Ten minutes later, he came back with a plate of celery and some strawberries.

           “Did you get lost,” Reggie said.

           “No,” Stephen said, a little quiet. “Just stopped at the bathroom.”

           Reggie smiled.

Two days later, Reggie found himself in his office after hours, dick out and him signing into the surveillance system at the buffet. He owned it, not his parents. He punched in the date of his dinner with Stephen and watched the cameras. He watched Stephen get up from the table and head towards the buffet. The next ten minutes, Reggie watched as Stephen would load his plate with fries, drumsticks, cookies, and other things. When the plate had enough, Stephen would go to a quiet corner near the maintenance closet or at the back of the restaurant, and he would eat everything on his plate. No, not eat. DEVOUR. He binged three more plates before he would put celery and strawberries on his plate and walked back to Reggie.

As Reggie came thick shots into his cum rag, he smiled heavily at the computer.

I broke him.

 

Weeks passed and Stephen was not seen at the gym. He never left his apartment. His first communication from the outside world was the knock at his apartment door. He woke with a daze on the couch, hearing the sounds of crinkling wrappers and Styrofoam containers on the floor as he slowly made his way to the door. He opened it and to his horror stood Reggie, holding a dozen Krispy Kreme donuts.

“Missed you at the gym,” he said with his devilish smile. “Care for some breakfast.”

Stephen lunged himself at the box and puled Reggie in by it. Reggie looked around with arousal. The apartment was littered with empty fast food bags, pizza boxes, cookie and brownie containers. Soda cans and bottles were tossed into a corner. He could smell mac and cheese in the air, along with the empty ice cream containers on the coffee table and kitchen counter.

Stephen, though, couldn’t tell that Reggie was surveying his pigsty of an apartment, since was too busy cramming his still full gut on donuts. The gym clothes he was wearing were tight on his swollen gut. His pants failed to conceal his fattening ass, the top of his meaty crack exposed. The twenty pounds he lost was found and then some. Almost fifty pounds had been gained in double the time it took him to lose the first twenty. And he didn’t even care. Maybe now he was a gainer. Or someone who simply enjoyed food and being fat, but didn’t need a label.

He sat down in his chair, tired, stuffed, and a bit horny. He felt his shirt being lifted over his head and Reggie got down on his knees in front of him.

“Man Stephen, you sure are fat.” His hands slid up Stephen’s tight belly, feeling every stretchmark. His hands slowly moved up to the thick roll of chest fat. Stephen couldn’t move and moaned slightly at the belly rub that he was receiving after months of endless food and stuffing. He didn’t even notice that Reggie had gotten his dick out from his tight gym pants.

“So glorious. So sexy how you thought you had this under control and that you could lose the weight. I knew I broke you when I came back and that fry was missing from my plate.” One hand groped at Stephen’s fat while the other slowly played with his cock. “I came so hard watching you pig out at the buffet, thinking I would never notice. But I always notice when my piggies go rogue. After all, my dad, Dr. Patterson always sends me the best ones.”

Stephen’s eyes shot open and met Reggie’s. As he connected the dots, he felt a kind of anger rise up within him. Before he could make an outburst, Reggie slammed Stephen’s cock in his mouth and worked it hard and fast. Try as he might, Stephen couldn’t break free of the euphoric feelings, having a warm mouth sucking his cock, while his hands and Reggie’s rubbed, squeezed, teased, slapped, and grabbed at his fat body.

He screamed with orgasm as Reggie let the fat man’s load drench his face and run down to his chest.

The two men caught their breath. Again, before Stephen could say anything, Reggie managed to distract him. This time, with a hamburger he snuck in, hidden in his sweater pocket. He crammed it in Stephen’s mouth.

“There, there fat boy. Just eat and don’t worry. You deserve this. This, and so much more.”

Reggie Mantle x Reader: Book of Truth, Mouth of lies.

Request:

Can you make a Reggie imagine where y/n goes with Kevin, Veronica, Betty and Ethel to find the playbook and sees their name in it, but there’s a -2 or something indicating that Reggie caught feelings that’s why he lost points you can figure out what happens next.

Request:

Hey could you do an imagine with Reggie were you two are together but you have to hide your relationship because you aren’t very popular and they would bully you and laugh at Reggie if the football team found out.

A/N: When I received these two imagines I had this idea in my head that I couldn’t ignore, so I decided to group them. Hopefully you guys enjoy and that the requestor’s are happy with what I came up. Also I changed my username/url is now MantleIsMagnificent and my personal is my old url Imtrying13 you can follow me there too if you want (I will follow back), but requests please send them at my Riverdale Blog. Again sorry for being a bit slow I’ve been sick and have been busy with uni thanks for understanding, please enjoy. I can maybe see this going into a second part what do you guys think, comment down below.

Words: 2398, wow okay I think this is my longest one.

Summary: Reader is daughter of the principal at Riverdale High (No Not Weatherbee, the one in the show is nothing compared to the sweetheart in the comics). Your mom is Principal that’s the only reason you have been hiding your new found relationship with Reggie Mantle or is it? Veronica gets Sticky Mapled by Chuck and you help them on their mission to find the playbook.  

Spoilers: Chuck is an asshole.

Warnings: Just read my fellow Reggie lovers.

 

You grew up in Riverdale although making friends was a bit hard growing up since your father was a teacher and your mother the principal both working at Riverdale High. Plenty of kids in town didn’t talk to you because they thought you were a snitch, which you weren’t; but you never really had a chance to get rid of that title since that was exactly what you were about to do.

But the exposure of the news you were about to reveal was the right thing to do for all the girls who have harassed by boys who didn’t know what respect was. These news were also going to expose the secret you had held so dear to your heart, your relationship with Reggie Mantle.

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You sat on the couch in the student lounge with your new friend Veronica Lodge, your good friend Betty Cooper who never let rumors get in the way of your friendship which rooted from your childhood, also Archie and Kevin who you also knew since the beginning of time they were all your childhood friends.

You guys rambled your way through whatever topic came to your minds and every other second you would glance at your boyfriend Reggie with a smile as he sat in a table with his teammates as he smiled back at you.

You weren’t really popular because of your mom being in charge of your high school, you were the target of plenty pranks that the students would get away with because you didn’t want to be a snitch because then all that would conclude is that you were exactly who they branded you as. With that you kept your relationship with none other than Reggie Mantle a secret. He was a popular and you were exactly the opposite. You decided on that because of your parent’s job titles and didn’t want them barging in and Reggie didn’t want you to get bullied anymore.

“Sorry can’t tonight, I got a date” Veronica drew you out of your thoughts.

“With who?” you cheered at the raven haired girl who was new and already got asked out on a date.

“Chuck Clayton” she smiled

“Oooh, congrats” Betty smiled.

“He’s kind of a player Ron” Archie grimaced.

“Who cares?! It’s like going on a date with a Kennedy of Riverdale” Kevin butted and you chuckled at his comment and with that the bell rang and you all scurried to your last classes.

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“Are you two decent?” you spoke with a hand covering your eyes as you made your way into your mothers office at the end of the school day.

“(Y/N)! We’re on school grounds!” your mother squealed and your dad chuckled at your comments.

“Mom that still doesn’t stop plenty of the students here” and your parents stared at you with grossed expressions on their faces “Kidding” you continue sitting down in of the chairs in the office holding your arms up.

“So what do you need me for?” You asked them.

“We’re gonna be late tonight” and you smirked at them in which your mother continued “Not like that! Your father is going to help me with some budget stuff, he is your math teacher (Y/N).”

“You gonna be good honey?” your father asked.

“Yep, today is actually tutoring day remember?” you replied.

“Oh so today you’re with Mantle?” your father retorted with ‘the dad look.’

“Yes dad, and it’s just tutoring” you lied “If your class were easier I wouldn’t have to tutor the guy, but it is and you shouldn’t be complaining when you cheer them on almost every other weekend on their games because without him your beloved bulldogs would probably lose” you stood up for your boyfriend.

“I retreat” he joked as you gathered your things to leave.

“Go straight home after okay honey” you nodded at your mother as she stood up and placed a kiss on your forehead.

You hated lying to your parents, you wanted to tell them about the boy that made you melt every time he looked your way, but you couldn’t take that chance.

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Reg: hey baby practice is over, on my way 😍

You: Okay babe on my way 💙

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Reggie pulled up as you arrived to his home. As he opened the door to his home he gave you a small kiss on the lips and led you in.

“How was your day babe?” he asked as you both made your way to the small table in the living room to help him.

“Good, you know the usual. I get up, walk to my restroom turning on the light then I brush my teeth, walk back to my room and into my closet to find clothes so I can get dressed” going into details about every single second of your day because that always made him laugh “talked with the gang while sitting in the couch in the student lounge sometimes I would look your way as Veronica announced her date tonight with Chuck” you continued to ramble on as Reggie made an annoyed face.

“What?” you questioned.

“Tonight I’m going to see how the new girl likes syrup” Chuck cockily spoke in the boy’s locker room.

“Don’t you think it’s time you give that up Chuck, if anyone finds out about that playbook” Reggie retorted annoyed at his teammate.

“No one is going to find out, right?” he placed a hand on Reggie’s shoulder as he nodded to Chuck “Good because if they find it you’re going down too, your name is there too with the principal’s daughter” Chuck gave a devilish smirk.

“I never agreed to that Chuck” Reggie spoke angrily pushing Chuck off.

“Yeah well it’s a rite of passage softy, and that’s the only girl we’ve seen you with. Plus if she wasn’t then why haven’t seen her around you. Unless you caught feelings for the girl which I doubt because we’ve caught you guys three times and when we ask you deflect which probably means she’s a booty call or something” Chuck spoke with venom in his words.

“Just drop it Chuck” Reggie shot back trying to ignore his comments knowing if any of this came out he would lose the one thing that was amazing in his life as he left that locker room and headed to see his girl.

“Hello, Earth to Reginald” you called as you placed your hand on Reggie’s hand as he twitched and you snickered distracting him from his thoughts.

“Sorry got distracted by your beautiful voice” Reggie spilled pulling you closer to him as he planted a kiss on your lips and hovered over you on the floor you were sitting on.

The kiss turned to a heated make out session soon to be interrupted by your phone blowing up with text messages.

“Sorry I have to get that, it’s my mom’s ring” as Reggie removed himself from on top of you.

Mom: Hey baby girl did you eat something?

           Remember where going to be late tonight.

           Get home safely, Lock up the house.

           We love you, sweet dreams in case we don’t see you when we get home.

“Everything good?” Reggie pointed out not recognizing the look on your face.

“Yeah, it’s just you know ever since Jason and the police not catching his murderer yet my parents have been even more protective, I mean I understand it, but- idk” you answered with sorrow in your eyes because you know Jason was Reggie’s friend.

“I’m sorry about Jason Reg I- I shouldn’t have brought it up” you stammered as you pulled him into a tight hug.

You both finished up your homework and he drove you home to keep your mothers wishes to get home safely.

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The sun rose into the day when you were about to lose the boy you never knew could break your heart.

You arrived the school the next day. It was all okay until Cheryl’s minions called your friend Veronica a slut.

That word, a word so cruel that it should’ve never been invented and can shatter a girls reputation.

Come to find out Chuck ‘sticky mapled’ Veronica and then everything happened so fast, Ethel fessed up that Chuck did the same to her and then many girls came forward about plenty of guys in the football team. The same team that Reggie took part in and your heartbeat pace became faster. Hoping that Reggie knew nothing about this playbook they were talking about, that the boy you loved couldn’t possibly have taken part in it. He couldn’t have, not everyone sees it but he was just the most caring, lovable, and misunderstood boy with the heart of gold. Maybe that reputation you saw of him was about to be shattered.

“(Y/N) you’re coming with us to find the book, well lookout really” Betty claimed.

“What? You realize how hard it is to sneak out of my house especially these days” you wanted no part in this mission, but you had to do it Veronica was new but she was now one of your closest friends and all these girls deserved justice.

“(Y/N) you’re the principal’s daughter, you have to have a pair a keys or your mom or dad must have a spare” Veronica chimed in and you nodded “Just tell your mom you’re staying with me tonight for school project or something.”

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The plan was set, you were at Veronica’s house waiting for her mom to fall asleep as you snuck out and met up with Kevin, Betty, and Ethel.

You were on lookout and of course had keys to school, Veronica there hell-bent on revenge, Kevin another lookout, Betty with a phone ready to take pictures and ready to expose the dirty work of the football players that took part of this disgustingly terrible deed, and Ethel because she knew where the book was.

You turned your phone off ringer as you kept lookout just in case there was any security guards around. Being on lookout you didn’t see the messages Betty had just sent you. As they made their way to you Betty welcomed you into her arms with a worried and sad expression on her face and you returned it with a puzzled look on your face.

“What’s up Betty? Did you find it? Anything juicy for your newspaper?” she didn’t respond and everyone looked away not wanting to meet your eyes. Betty decided to hand you the book and opened it to a certain page and pointed.

She talked, her mouth moving throwing apologetic words at you, but you didn’t understand. The room was spinning, your heart was sinking. Everything about the boy you loved was a lie. You dropped the book, threw the keys at them and rushed out of there as soon as possible.

New plan, you were on a mission. A mission to figure out why he did what he did to you.

You arrived to door of your boyfriends’ home knocking frantically knowing he was alone because his parents were out of town. Boyfriend, maybe you won’t have that anymore. Soon to be met with his mesmerizing smile that almost made you forget what just happened, but how could you forget that the person you learned to love was now the person who betrayed you and played with your heart.

You forgot how long you had been standing there as you pulled out your phone opening the images Betty had sent you and placed the phone in his hand.

He stared at the phone, shocked knowing there was no way out of this situation, sorrow creeping on his face.

“I- I can explain” He stammered.

“Can you? Is this why we were a secret? I was just a pawn on some sick twisted game you and those assholes play, what you thought your dating the principals daughter as your ticket out of trouble?!?!” you questioned holding back your tears trying to sound as strong as possible.

“No (Y/N), I LOVE YOU” he shouted this was the first time he said those words and you wished you heard them again, but not within this context “I didn’t mean for this hurt you, I swear. It was stupid I never meant you or even me to be a part of that stupid book. Chuck heard about our date and they almost caught us again. I wanted us to be secret so nobody could hurt you and I lied and Chuck twisted it up.”

“So you would rather objectify me in the cruelest way you could than own up to dating me really? Wow so much better Mantle” you gazed at him wishing that this never happened.

“N- No, I’m sorry, it- it was wrong what I did, I was stupid believe me I know, but (Y/N) I- I can’t lose you, you mean the world, hell the whole damn universe to me” Reggie spoke with regret filling the air as he stepped closer and held your hand.

That touch that electrifying touch that sent butterflies all over your body.

“You know Mantle” he gave a sad look knowing you only ever called him that when you were mad at him “I wish that was enough, I wish that I was enough” you kept your voice in check not wanting him to see you weak because of him.

“You are babe”

“No, no I wasn’t enough to make you own up to dating me rather than this, and what sucks the most about falling for you is” he kept his eyes on the ground “Falling for a guy knowing I was never right for him, but hoping just maybe things will be like the movies, and he’ll be amazing, except this isn’t a movie and I fell for you Reg and now everyone is gonna know this tragic story” and he finally looked you in the eyes a bit confused as he placed a hand on your cheek.

“I hope you enjoy your newfound popularity, because this is Betty’s exposé for the schools newspaper, and I’m not gonna stop her. I’m gonna get justice for all those girls. As for you” you grabbed his hand took it off your cheek “You take care and have a nice life Reggie Mantle.”

Those being the last words you’d ever speak to him, awaking to a morning or reckoning.

 Tag: @sgarrett49 @casual-ellipsoidal @oharchiekinz

May I have this drink?

Request: Your Archie imagine is seriously so cute! Could I request another Archie x Reader where the reader, a river vixen, gets drunk at a party and Archie takes care of her? If you’re comfortable with writing about alcohol, that is! I completely understand if it’s something you don’t want to write about! Thank you :)

A/N: Stop this is so cute.  This is gendered (fem!) because I assumed based on the request.  If you want a gender neutral version feel free to message me.  I also got a lil bit carried away with this one omg.  Also lowkey based on a true to life party experience. wild time.  Also, god, am I sorry about the number of times I had to post this and delete it to get into the tag.  If you follow me, sorry. Thank you for requesting, and feel free to hit up my inbox with any ideas for imagines!

Word count: 1655

Warnings: cursing, alcohol mention, vomit mention, parties?  I don’t know if I’m doing this right.

Originally posted by jane-foster

Alcohol had never really been your thing.  You could tolerate it, but a coke was much more up your alley.  You just had an issue with control, and alcohol took that control from you.  

So you didn’t drink.  Big whoop.

However, with your boyfriend Archie being a big popular quarterback and you being a big popular River Vixen now, you frequently found yourself being dragged along to post-win parties where most people in your school were shit faced by eleven.  

This was a routine you found yourself slipping into: getting dragged along, pouring a soda for yourself, and finding a wall to lean on until it was time to drive your boyfriend home.  However tonight, the routine had been broken.  Reggie for some reason wouldn’t leave you alone, and Archie was off making friends somewhere, leaving you to deal with him on your own.  Not that you couldn’t just… what a waste of your time.  

“You know, you kind of come across to me as a rum girl.  You a rum girl?”  You imitated a buzzer noise at his guess, eyes straight ahead, trying to give him as little attention as possible.  “Tequila?  No.  You’re classier than that.”  He continued making his judgements based on what alcohol he guessed you must have been drinking.  “Vodka?  Is there even vodka here?”

“There’s always vodka, but you’re still wrong.” He seemed confused for a moment, but a sneaky grin soon stretched across his face in realization.

“So miss cheerleader badass doesn’t even drink?” You rolled your eyes, letting out a sarcastic ding, ding, ding!  “Wow.  Now I always picked you as kind of hard to read, but I was sure I had you down as a rum girl.  Really?  What is that just coke?” Unamused, you nodded.  “Interesting.  So no way you’re getting messy drunk tonight?”  Not wanting to say something you may regret, you sucked in a deep breath.  “Shame.  Was looking forward to that fun.” He winked, and then pushed off into the crowd, leaving you at your wall.

An hour or so passed, and you drank a few more cups of your sugary soda.  Around the third, you started to feel different.  Passing it off as just being tired, you kept yourself hydrated through your profuse sweating at the temperature of the room.  However, a few cups later you found yourself really noticing a difference in how you felt.  Your stomach started to churn a little bit, and it was almost like the room was spinning.

You noticed someone’s eyes on you from across the room, and hesitantly you met them, finding Reggie staring right at you.  The churning in your stomach turned vicious as you felt a disoriented anger rise in your blood, narrowing your eyes at him.  He had done something.  Presumably, something bad.  He took slow steps toward you, stopping about eight inches from you.  

“You alright Y/N?” He asked, a wide smile on his face.  He inched toward you, but you raised your hand to stop him.  However, your arm felt kind of light, limp almost, and your palm against his chest definitely wouldn’t be much.  “Whoa.  Have you been drinking?  Damn, you smell like rum.” He chuckled, and you let out a noise that almost resembled a growl.

He had been right, you were a rum girl if any, and your neutrality towards the taste of it had allowed you to get drunk off spiked soda.  Presumably, spiked by the devil incarnate.

“You’re a real ass,” you slurred, mentally cursing at your inability to hide the fact that you were inebriated.  This could easily be blamed on the fact that you didn’t drink often, and that you had probably consumed quite a bit of alcohol at this point.  “Where’s Archie?”

Reggie pretended to think for a minute, “Hm, I don’t really know.  He dipped out of the crowd around half an hour ago.”

You tried taking deep breaths to encourage your body to flush this garbage out of your system.  “I’m going to find my boyfriend.”  You took one step forward, and found somebody’s foot where yours was supposed to go, and all your weight went backwards right into a body.  

Reggie’s mocking tone filled your ear as he whispered, “Whoa there, Y/N.  Don’t go so soon.  You’re in no shape to be walking around a party on your own.”

“Get off me, you pig,” you grumbled, using your half-functioning limbs to push against his tight grip around your waist.  When he wouldn’t budge, you found yourself panicking a little, struggling more.  Your eyes searched the living room for Archie, but he was nowhere to be found, this only increasing your nerves.  “I said, get off!” You tried yelling, but your voice was fragile, lacking in the power it normally had.

“Shh… you’ve had too much to drink.  Let’s go find Archie.” He let go of your waist, giving off the impression that you’d be allowed to walk, however a nudge sent to your shoulder sent your unbalanced body tumbling forward.  Before you hit the ground, the boy pulled you into his arms.

“Put me down!  Stop touching me!” You wriggled in his grip, only making him smile more.  

“Reggie!” Archie’s voice suddenly hit your eardrums, and while you weren’t necessarily soothed immediately, it worked wonders on your building anxiety.  “What the hell are you doing, man?”

“Your girlfriend was looking for you.  She’s too drunk to walk.  Figured I’d help you out.” Reggie shrugged, letting you out of his arms, however your moments of being held like that juxtaposed to being vertical all of a sudden was no help for your already terrible equilibrium.  You found yourself free-falling into the chest of your ginger-haired, anger-puffed boyfriend.

“What’d you give her?” He grumbled, the words sending vibrations through his chest that made you giggle, his arm wrapping tightly around your back.  “Did you drug her?”

Reggie smiled fakely.  “Of course I didn’t.  She just confused the coke with the spiked stuff.  Easy mistake.”

“Not for someone ten times smarter than you,” Archie roared.  

“Archie,” you mumbled into the soft material of his shirt.

“If she’s so smart why didn’t she notice before she became full on drunk?” Reggie tossed back.

“Not being able to handle alcohol and intelligence are very different things.”  Archie narrowed his eyes, clearly ready to fight Reggie right here and now.

“Archie,” you tried again to stop him, this time tugging at his collar.

“What, babe?” He asked softly, ducking his head to insure you hear him, but not breaking eye contact with Reggie.

“We should just go.” He frowned at your slurred words but nodded, sending another threatening glare at Reggie before looping his arm under your legs and pulling you to his chest.  He carried you to his car, smiling at your soft ‘thank you’s’ that you whispered into his shirt.  “Hold on,” you said suddenly.  “Put me down.”  Without hesitation, he propped you onto your feet, and then promptly holding your hair behind your shoulders as you emptied the contents of your stomach onto the lawn.  “Wow that was hot,” you grumbled to yourself, leaning back against Archie as he helped you into the passenger seat.

“You feeling okay?”

“I’m doing great.”  You leant your forehead against the cool leatherette dashboard.   Even drunk, your sarcasm came through strong.  “Is this what it always feels like?”

Archie tried focusing on the road, but kept turning to see you were doing okay with the bumpy roads.  He found himself swerving to avoid the potholes so you wouldn’t vomit all over your own car, a worried crinkle in his brow at the sight of your now sleeping form in the passenger seat.  He pulled into your driveway, quietly maneuvering out of the car and coming to your side.

He placed a hand on your shoulder.  “Hey, we’re at your house.”

“Are my parents home?” You murmured, eyes open to slits.

“I don’t think so.”  

“Can you carry me?”

“‘F course.”  He once again pulled you into his arms, comfortably carrying you to your door, twisting the handle seemingly with ease despite having his hands full.  “Do you wanna shower?”

“Too tired.” He nodded.  

“Okay, let’s brush your teeth, though.”  

“‘Kay.”  Your lips brushed against his neck as your head lolled against his shoulder, him grinning at having you so close.   He carried you like this up your stairs to the bathroom where he sat you down on the fluffy bath mat with your back leaned against the tub.  

“How are you feeling?”

“Dumb.”

“Why’s that, babe?” He asked softly, squeezing some toothpaste on a toothbrush and handing it to you.  

“He got me drunk.” You frowned to yourself.

“It happens to everyone.” You looked up to him, and he smiled at the ring of white foam around your mouth.  While part of him was still mad at Reggie for getting you in a state like this, he had to say, you were kind of funny drunk.  He held his hand forward, pulling you upright and then leaning you against his chest.  “Spit.”  

He then softly walked you to your bedroom, where he helped you into a pair of his sweatpants that he found in the drawer and a baggy tee.  He laid you down under your covers, kneeling down beside your bed to get to your level.  “How are you doing?”

You smiled, “Why do you keep asking that?”

“I want to make sure you’re doing alright.”

You nodded.  “I’m doing alright.”

“Good.” He grinned as you shut your eyes.  

Without moving you asked, “Are you staying?”

He cocked his head.  “Do you want me to?”

“I’d like it.” His lips cracked into a smile again as he took off his jeans and shirt and gingerly laid down beside you.  You subconsciously turned into his chest, his arms wrapping around your back.  “I hate alcohol.”

He giggled lightly.  “Yeah, I know you do.”

Truly - Reggie Mantle

Anonymous said:

Can you do a Reggie one shot where he first dates the reader for a bet and she ends up in the playbook and she breaks up with him, but have a happy ending.

Originally posted by dempseytapefour

This is bad, I’m sorry.


It had been a rough week to say the least, but it had oddly started out with the promise of greatness. After school on Monday, you were told by Veronica that Chuck heard that Reggie Mantle had taken an interest in you. You merely shook your head and denied being affected by the idea of being Reggie’s girlfriend.

But by Tuesday, during lunch period, you were talking to the towering jock about plans for Pop’s. He had pulled you away from the busy ears of Veronica and Betty; but even while talking to him, they shot you all-knowing glances.

“Ms. Green has me lost in her class. Thanks for agreeing to help me out.” You nodded at him as you met his bright brown eyes. “I’ll see you at Pop’s around five, right?” You had curled your lip into your mouth, biting it in thought. Every fiber of your being told you not to trust him, for he had a reputation of sorts when it came to girls. But, you were weak to the look he gave you.

“Yep. At five. See ya then Reggie.” He shot you one of his charming smiles before walking off to his friend’s table. You were too caught up in walking over to your own friends, and dealing with your unneeded excitement about the date, to notice the way his friends high-fived him. Even if you did see them, or take note of their hoots and hollers, you would’ve brushed it off as banter.

Sadly, you didn’t take note and Tuesday afternoon, you were sitting across from Reggie Mantle. He wore a grin on his face the whole time, one that you mistakened as happy nervousness. Until now, Saturday, you had figured out what was hidden behind his perfect teeth and handsome smile; but on that Tuesday, he was a superb gentleman.

“Are you sure you don’t want a milkshake Y/N? Fries maybe?” You looked up from the textbook that was in front of you and met his soft gaze.

“We are here to study, are we not?” Reggie smiled at you, but you tried your best to act like you weren’t pleased by it. He looked somehow more attractive when he smiled like that.

“Yeah we are, but I just thought that maybe,” he leaned over a scooted the textbook away from your reach, “just maybe, we could get to know each other better.” You raised your eyebrows at him and he laughed. “What? Too forward?” You let out a long sigh and leaned forward to face him. You rested your chin on your hands and looked into his eyes.

“You have a reputation, Mantle, so you know why I’m cautious.” He held your gaze and you stared back without backing down. “Getting into pants is a talent of yours,” you added quietly, but Reggie still heard you. His lips fell into a slight frown at your words.

“You just have to get to know me better. I like to think I’m more than the rumors you hear.” You felt a heat rise to your cheeks, even now remembering his words. For that was when you gave in and got to know Reggie better. You learned about what he wanted to do after high school, his family, and in return you told him about yourself. By the time you remembered to study, it was eight at night; near your curfew.

“I have to go if I’m going to make it back home in time.” You grabbed your belongings, packing them into your school bag. As you shuffled out of the booth, Reggie followed suit.

“I can drive you home,” he said, “I am the one that kept you out this late. Please let me drive you.” You turned and gave him a serious look.

“Alright. Just don’t try anything funny Mantle. I got my eyes on you.” As you turned your head you noticed how the corner of his lips twitched upwards slightly. It wasn’t like the boyish smiles before, this one seemed more true in a sense. You trusted that smile, so much so you let him drive you home and walk you to your door.

“We didn’t study,” you said and Reggie truly smiled again.

“Then maybe we should we should meet up again.” You met his eyes was you rested your hand on the door handle. You smiled as well, unable to stop for doing so.

“Maybe we should,” you teased. “How about right after school. Meet up on the football field and study in the bleachers.” Reggie’s smile widened and you let out a breathy laugh. “What? Am I the one being too forward now?” Reggie laughed and met your eyes once more.

“Well you do have a reputation, L/N,” he teased and you smiled. “You’re a good girl,” he added, “but that’s pretty good compared to my own.” You frowned slightly and leaned against the door frame before opening it.

“Sorry about that,” you whispered, “I know you better now though. No more quick judgements.” You held out your hand and Reggie took it to shake it.

“No more quick judgements,” and after that, there were no judgements at all. Everything else went rather quick. By Thursday, you and Reggie were sneaking around the school; pressing kisses to the others skin and whispering meeting times in the other’s ear. It seemed that fate wished your love affair short, or at least Veronica did. After an after-school investigation by Betty, Veronica, Ethel, Cheryl, and Kevin, the football team’s playbook was released.

“I’m sorry Y/N, but you need to see this,” Veronica handed you her phone. Displayed on the screen was a picture of the playbook. Your eyes scanned past Polly Cooper’s name, down the list and then you saw it. Your name, listed below Veronica’s, and next to yours there was a pair of all too familiar initials.

R.M. - Y/N L/N - Good Girl - 7 points

“I gotta go,” you whispered, giving Veronica her phone back. Before she could stop you, you were darting out of the lounge, searching for Reggie Mantle. You made your way to the football field bleachers, the place that had become your go-to meet up spot after you shared your first kiss there. There he was, waiting for you and totally oblivious to what knowledge you now possessed. You climbed the bleachers and stood, staring at him with tears in your eyes.

“How dare you,” you had said, you could remember the rage coursing through your veins. “Why did you do it? How could you do that to me?!” Reggie’s eyes were wide as he stared at you.

“What are you talking about babe?” He stood then, his hands reaching for your face but you had pushed them away.

“You know what I’m talking about, Reg. Don’t lie to me. I know about the playbook.” His face fell then, his frown deepened.

“I didn’t mean for this, it started as a bet and” he looked down and then back at you, “please hear me out.” You shook your head and wiped at your eyes. You should’ve listened to your instincts and stayed far away from Reggie Mantle. But your heart had no room for logic; except in that moment.

“We’re done, whatever this even was.” With those words, you stormed off and away from Reggie. All of those events lead you to now; crying in you bedroom about the boy who never, truly loved you.  You shifted and sniffled under your blankets as you looked out your window. You used to enjoy sunsets on Saturdays; the way the colors blended so perfectly, like missing puzzle pieces. Lying in your bed now however, the shades were dulled by the ache in your heart.

You ignored the buzzing of your phone as it blew up from texts, most likely from Veronica. Reggie hadn’t messaged you once. It was better that way, or so you thought. Every time you closed your eyes you flashed to that first ‘date’ at Pop’s. He let you in and you let him in, but the sharing of intimate information seemed to hold no value to him.

When you weren’t thinking of his sweet attitude you were lost in the memories of the stolen kisses shared in closets. He had even told that he loved you in the cramped quarters of his car. These hidden moments once gave you light but now looking back on them made you teary.

Even if your relationship was brief, Reggie had managed to worm his twisted way into your heart; against all odds. Once he was there, you felt like he was going to stay. The lack of texts told you otherwise. The harsh truth was before you and you couldn’t even bear to face it : Reggie Mantle didn’t love you, he never did. Not at all.

A soft knock at the door broke you from your thoughts. It was either a family member or Veronica had broken into your house in order to cheer you up. You let out a breathy, rough laugh that the idea of the raven-haired girl ready with ice cream in hand. You uncurled yourself from the blankets and walked towards your bedroom door.

“What is it-” you looked up and nearly slammed the door shut. “How did you get in my house,” you hissed and Reggie was caught off guard. From what you could see in the somewhat dim light, his eyes were red; as if he shed tears.

“I told your parents we were working on a class project,” he whispered. “Please let me in.” You huffed at his pleas and shook your head.

“I already did, but you stabbed me in the back anyway.” Reggie rubbed a hand across his face and sighed heavily. He lifted his head and met your gaze.

“Just let me explain, it wasn’t like that.” You stepped away from the entrance and allowed Reggie to step into your room. He glanced around the walls, as admiring them, before turning to face you as you closed the door.

“It started with the playbook,” he whispered, but you couldn’t meet his eyes. He continued anyway, hoping you’d listen. “I wanted to prove myself so they gave me you. I know how that sounds, believe me. It was nasty thinking about it, but the pressure was there.” You walked over to your bed, sitting on the edge of it. Reggie stood still, talking as you moved.

“But at Pop’s it felt right. Like there wasn’t any system or points,” Reggie moved towards you, bending on his knees before you. He took your hands in his and looked down at them. “It was just you and me in that booth. No points. No bets. I swear.” He looked back up at you, his brown eyes pleading for your forgiveness.

“You said you loved me,” you whispered and Reggie nodded.

“I do,” he whispered, “truly. I knew when I drove you home that’d you’re it for me. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I’m sorry, so sorry that I didn’t tell you sooner. Maybe if I did things could’ve been different. But my feelings for you haven’t changed.” You freed your hands from his, resting them on his shoulders. You leaned slightly towards him as you soaked in his words and warmth. He was so close to you, just like before. You looked into his eyes seriously, your heart worried for you.

“Truly?” Reggie’s lips quirked up at the corners, like that smile that caught your attention in Pop’s. He nodded at your question.

“Truly.” You leaned your forehead against his, breathing in softly. “I love you, Y/N. This won’t happen again.” Your head went to the back of his neck, pulling away from him enough to tease him with your presence.

“Oh it won’t,” you whispered, “I won’t allow it.” Reggie smiled again and leaned up on his knees. You met his lips in the middle and collided with his in a passionate kiss. That kiss was a second chance for what the two of you shared. You pulled away, mumbling against his lips.

“I love you too, Reg.” He smiled against your lips as he pressed against you once more. With the playbook burned, you had nothing holding you back from him. For Reggie truly loves you and even the prettiest of flowers have messy beginnings.

Seal of Approval || Jughead Jones

Originally posted by marorra

Request from anon: Hey can I request a Jughead x reader fic where the reader is a new student who has icey blue eyes and red hair and she’s really shy but she really likes jug. Your stuff is really amazing. Thank you in advance you lovely person you <3 <3

Request from @sunshine51879: An Jughead request. The reader is Jason & Cheryl ’ s little sister. She is not like them, quiet, shy, loves to read. Dating Jughead, the twins know & approve. Everyone else finds out when Cheryl blasts Reggie for blaming Jug for Jason’s death.

A/N: I don’t own the conversation between Jughead and Reggie. That belongs to the “Riverdale” writers.

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As you, Y/N Blossom, looked up at the building that was Riverdale High, you couldn’t help but feel nervous. Sure, you were definitely a Blossom with your bright blue eyes and fiery red hair and your older sister basically ran the school. But after your older brother’s death, your parents had pulled you out of your private school in the city and brought you back to Riverdale so they could keep a closer eye on you. They didn’t want to lose two children. You were also very different from your siblings. While Cheryl and Jason were involved in a ton of after school activities and loved to have parties, you were more laid-back and quiet, preferring to read in your spare time. You were a freshman, just a year younger than Cheryl and Jason but you felt like a kindergartner again, going to a brand new, big, bad school.

“Hey, Y/N!” a voice called, making you turn around.

You smiled once you realized who it was.

Jughead Jones, your boyfriend of seven months made his way over to you, giving you a quick peck on the cheek. You blushed and quickly looked around, making sure no one saw the two of you.

“Jughead!” you lightly scolded. “What if someone saw us?”

Jughead smirked.

“What a shame that would be,” he said sarcastically.

You and Jughead met over your spring break earlier that year. You had accidentally walked into him while carrying a milkshake and spilled it all over him. You apologized to him profusely as you tried to clean up his shirt as he continuously reassured you that it was fine. You then offered to buy him whatever he wanted from Pop’s as an apology. Little did you know that would end up being your first date. Laughing and joking with each other over spilt milkshake.

Although you were dating Jughead, not a lot of people knew about it. Your and Jughead’s families were always under scrutiny and you didn’t have to deal with your relationship being under the public eye as well. However, Cheryl knew you were dating the beanie-clad boy. Jason did too, when he was alive. To your surprise, they approved of the Jones boy. Why, you never knew. You decided it was better not to question them on it. Jason would always joke with you that he would murder Jughead if he ever broke your heart. You would always laugh at that.

You didn’t like to joke about that now.

“You ready?” Jughead asked, breaking you out of your thoughts.

You sighed and nodded, looking back towards the school.

“Readier than I’ll ever be.”

You managed to get through the majority of the day without any drama going down. But seeing as you were a Blossom, of course you couldn’t escape the drama that went down during your free period.

You were in the student lounge along with Jughead and the rest of the Core Four. The jocks were on the sofa and Cheryl was there as well, occasionally looking over at you to make sure you were alright. The jocks were chatting amongst themselves but you only started paying attention when you heard your brother’s name.

“… let’s be honest,” Reggie began. “Isn’t it always some spooky, scrawny, pathetic Internet troll, too busy writing his manifestos to get laid? Some smug, moody, serial killer fanboy freak. Like Jughead?”

You quickly turned to Jughead who looked at Reggie with a calm albeit annoyed expression.

“What was it like, Suicide Squad? When you shot Jason? You didn’t do stuff to the body, did you? Like after?” he teased.

“It’s called necrophilia, Reggie,” Jughead stated. “Can you spell it?”

Reggie quickly got up.

“Hey, come here, you little—”

“Enough!” Cheryl snapped, stepping in between Jughead and Reggie.

Everyone looked at Cheryl bewildered, wondering why the Blossom girl suddenly cared about Jughead’s wellbeing.

Reggie scoffed.

“Step aside, Cherry Pie, and let me avenge your brother’s murderer,” he said, a smug smile on his face. “It’s not like Jughead’s important to you.”

Cheryl looked like she was about to explode.

“He’s important to Y/N. She’s her boyfriend and she loves him and I’ll be damned if I let you hurt him. Back up.” she snarled.

Everyone’s eyes widened as they looked at you and then Jughead, the two of you now blushing furiously.

“No way,” Reggie said in disbelief. “Your little sister and Norman Bates?”

“I said back up!” Cheryl yelled.

Reggie knew better than to mess with the eldest Blossom girl and held his hands up in surrender, slowly backing out of the student lounge.

Cheryl sighed and turned back to you, and apologetic look on her face.

“I-I’m sorry, Y/N,” Cheryl said as she walked over to you. “I know you and Jughead wanted to keep your relationship a secret and I just—”

“No, Cheryl, it’s okay,” you reassured.

You looked over at Jughead who was smiling and holding out his hand out for you, ready to walk hand-in-hand with you to your next class.

You smiled.

“It’s more than okay.”

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Reggie Mantle x Reader PART TWO: THE ARTIST & THE JOCK

I cant believe people actually liked this, I honestly thought nobody would like it, but I got 84 notes as of now. I really want to thank you guys for liking it and rebloging it. I am currently writing part three so hopefully, you guys like where this is going.

Words: 1585

Pairing: Reggie x Reader

Summary: Dinner b/w The Mantles and (Y/L/N) with a bit of a twist at the end. 

Spoilers: Cute, fluff flashback b/w Reggie and the Reader.

A/N: I had fun writing this so hopefully you guys like it! 

Part One

You arrived home practically speeding home, since for business dinners, your father wants everything at its best. But before arriving you stopped by the flower shop to get tulips for Reggie’s sister Riley (I made this character up) and Pink Roses for his mom Vicky (this is his moms name in the comics). Hoping these were still there favorite type of flowers.

Mom! Dad! I’m home!” You shouted opening the door to your home.

“(Y/N) you’re a bit late, now go on and start getting ready” your father answers you.

“Sorry dad, I stopped at the flower shop as quickly as I could to get flowers for Riley and Mrs. Mantle.” You spoke up and your mother gives you a smile

“Well that’s sweet, now go on take a shower and start getting ready, do you want to give them like that or should I find a vase for them?” your mother asks

“No just like this, I think, you don’t want my help getting the stuff ready?” You question them.

“No honey” your parents answer in sync

“Okay” You nodded and went up the stairs to start getting ready. Wondering why they were acting strange about you looking nice since they usually didn’t care as long as you tried.

You turned on your music and got in the shower, then If we were a Movie by Hannah Montana started playing on shuffle, and you couldn’t help but smile and start singing along to the song that brought a great memory to you.

Flashback:

If we were a movie
You’d be the right guy
And I’d be the best friend
That you’d fall in love with in the end

You and Reggie were watching TV at his house, both 9 years old. You persuaded him to let you watch Hannah Montana with him. His parents were away with Riley at the clinic.  He would pretend he wasn’t enjoying it, but you’d catch him smiling every now and then. You sang along to those lyrics dancing around the living room.

Wish I could tell you there’s a kiss
Like something more than in my mind
I see it could be amazing

Then Reggie got up from the couch and started to walk away, when you grabbed him and made him dance with you. He squirmed to get away, but defeated he did what he knew would get him off your grip. He pretended to start slow dancing with you, so his hands reached your waist and he started to tickle you. You ended up on the floor laughing/screaming “Please! Reg! Stop! Its hurts!”  until you ran out breath to speak. He removed himself and brought water for your dry mouth.

That day was great for you because you and Reggie were growing up and your little group was growing and sometimes you just wanted to spend time with him. You were both about to turn 10 and your parents promised to take you two camping.

Turning off the shower, you grabbed your towel and started to get ready for the dinner. You dried off your hair so you could curl it. A smile plastered on your face to the memory that was now flooding your brain. You could not get yourself to think about anything else, and thought nothing about the fact you could not get Reggie of your mind, you simply pushed that away by lying to yourself that maybe it was better this way since you would have to deal with him and his parents.

You ignored the fact that the memory made you think so much about the old Reggie, Oh the old Reggie was so charming, caring, and you were the only girl in his universe until his sister showed up in your lives when you both were 7 and throughout the years you started drifting apart, not because of her, but the fact that growing up meant changing and you both were no longer into the same things anymore.

It was now 6:50pm as you applied red chapstick, since you weren’t a big fan of makeup, you kept it simple with a bit of black eyeliner to match your dress as well since that’s all you could do.

Your heart sunk the moment you realized you had no dressy shoes, mentally preparing yourself for your mothers’ wrath. You recently bought new converse, and you decided to pair them with “fancy” looking black socks.

It was now 7:00pm when you heard the doorbell ring. And you heard you parents call you, so you made your way out of your room and down the stairs.

You couldn’t help, but smile at Reggie.

He looked amazing in that maroon blazer, white shirt, and black pants. You were glancing at him until your mom took you out of your trance.

“Well well” your mother spoke up “look how handsome you have turned out” She directed a smile at Reggie

You were reaching the last steps and you felt Reggie’s eyes on you.

Man, she looks so beautiful Reggie thought

“(Y/N) you look amazing” was what came out of his mouth as he reached his hand towards you, and you grabbed it and finally made to the last step.

“Um, these are for you (Y/F/Flowers), hopefully they’re still your favorite” you nodded at him as you took the flowers in your hands and you were both staring at each other until Riley broke it by hugging you.

“I missed you sooo much (Y/N)!” The brown haired girl with a huge smile on her face spoke.

“I missed you so much too! Look I got you flowers too” you grabbed her hand leading her to the kitchen island where her and Mrs. Mantle’s bouquets resided. Your dad led the family to the dining room.

“I got you flowers too Mrs. Mantle” you declared when you walked in the dining room with Riley and she took the seat across yours.

“Oh that’s so sweet, but please hold them for now” you nodded “And please call me Vicky” she added on and you smiled placing her bouquet on a small table in the dining room.

As you were about to take your seat, Reggie got up grabbed your chair, so you could sit in it and pushed you in, and took the seat next to you and you both couldn’t help but smile at each other. The parents were on their own side of the table as our mothers brought in the food.

“So what business are you guys doing together?” you spoke looking directly at your father and Mr. Mantle after a few minutes.

“I am going to start a practice at the hospital” your father spoke up taking a drink of his merlot.

“I am going to pitch in some money, to help your father out start the practice” Mr. Mantle added on.

There was a bit of shift in the mood of the dinner now and you somewhat regretted that you asked.

“This Garlic, Basil Chicken is great Mrs. (Y/L/N) the tomato butter sauce really makes it pop” Reggie spoke up to get rid of the awkward silence that you started and you smiled at him and he returned it.

“Why, thank you so much Reggie” your mother spoke up while your father and Reggie’s father glanced at each other.

You and Reggie started to talk, as your parents held up their own conversation and Riley was playing games on her tablet with headphones plugged into her ears you would turn to see the 10 year old, so into her little world.

“Well” Mr. Mantle spoke up “I hope you can keep your end of the bargain” and the dining room went silent, so silent you could even hear the crickets outside chirping.

“(Y/N) do you like Reggie?” Mrs. Mantle broke the silence and you choked on the water you were drinking.

“I really hope you do because your parents and I would love for you guys to date, right?” She kept going and you were so confused as to what was going on and all the parents smiled.

You looked at Reggie who was staring down at his plate with a somber look on his face.

“Um, what is going on?” You finally spoke up and Mr. Mantle and your dad handed you a small stack of papers.

“This is a contract your father has signed in our partnership in the practice, in return I would like for you to date Reggie, during any events we have since he is not popular for his attitude and with you we could have an advantage to these fundraising events” Mr. Mantle spoke up “See honey you are sweetheart, compared to Reggie” he added on.

“You would make it look like he was changing his ways” Your father spoke up and your mother and Mrs. Mantle were just smiling.

You were speechless, you couldn’t get a word out, you could not believe your ears as to how Reggie’s parents were talking about him or your parents who didn’t seem to care about you to agree to such a thing in exchange for money. Instead your body took over and you stood up from your chair and walked out.

Reggie’s POV:

I couldn’t believe the way my parents did that, we had agreed that I would ask her out like a normal teenager. We were 16, and throughout the days I made it my mission to start changing, I know she noticed; but now that plan was out and I had to go out and look for her.

Tags: @sgarrett49 @oharchiekinz 

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Don’t touch her

A/N: English isn’t my first language, so sorry for any mistakes!

Fandom: Riverdale

Pairing: Reggie Mantle x reader

Word count: 1950

warnings: Just fluff!

Originally posted by riverdalebish

(Y/N)’s life wasn’t very complicated. She had nice friends, she was beautiful and had good grades. It was a friday night, what meant part night. She was on her way to a party from a friend with her friend (Y/F/N). The door opened when they arrived, their friend welcoming them.

“(Y/N)! (Y/F/N) Come in!” their friend said. They both hugged her and walked inside the house. The music was already playing loud, and people were dancing enthusiastically. They greeted a few people and walked to the food table, obviously.

“So what’s the plan for tonight?” (Y/F/N) asked. (Y/N) grabbed a drink and turned around, looking at the crowd.

“Just have fun I guess” She said laughing.

“Noo you know what I mean!” (Y/F/N) returned laughing too. “I’m talking about boys”

“I don’t know” (Y/N) said, still scanning the crowd. Her eyes landed on Reggie Mantle for a moment, and his eyes found hers. They looked at eachother for one second, but then he looked away. She sighed. (Y/N) knew him from school, but never actually talked him. . They had a few friends in common, so they did knew each other a little bit. But he was popular, and she was just normal. But still she always searched for his eyes in the crowd, without an explainable reason.

“Just go after him, or come dance with me” (Y/F/N) said, she clearly noticed the eye-contact. (Y/N) laughed and followed her friend to the dance floor. She pushed al her thoughts away and focused on swaying her hips on the beat of the music.


Hours later (Y/N) was still on the dancefloor, dancing with her friends. She was exhausted and decided to get a drink to gain more energy. She pushed herself through the crowd and walked to the food table, finding the one and only Chuck there. The moment she saw him she turned around, but he already saw her.

“Hey (Y/N), having fun?” he asked, smirking.

“yeah off course, you?” she answered.

“I’m good” he said. (Y/N) felt the awkwardness and wanted to leave badly.

“I’m going to my friends” she said, and she walked away. She joined her friends again, getting a look from (Y/F/N)

“You okay?” she asked, and she nodded. Wanting to forget about the conversation, she focused on the dancing. The music played loud and there were sweating bodies everywhere. Everyone stood close to each other, so she didn’t really paid attention to who was standing next to her.

In all of a sudden, (Y/N) felt hands on her waist. The person stood behind her so she didn’t know who it was, but she put the hands away. But a few seconds later, the hands grabbed her waist again. She turned around, and saw Chuck. A look full of disgust formed on her face and she pushed him away.

“What the hell are you doing?” she asked. He had a little smirk at his face and scanned her body, what made her even more upset. She was about to tell him he had to keep his dirty little hands to himself, when someone shoved him away. Chuck almost fell but kept his balance, thanks to the person who shoved him. (Y/N) looked, and saw Reggie standing there. A warm feeling formed in her stomach, and she mentally thanked him.

She looked closely at his face, and saw pure hate. Chuck really pissed Reggie off with just touching her, and that made her blush.

“Don’t touch her” he said angry. Chuck looked upset for a minute, but then he started laughing.

“relax dude” he said, “I wasn’t doing anything” . Reggie tensed, and walked up to him for one more time.

“Just- leave her alone. I-I”  he said, and left. (Y/N) stayed behind open-eyed. Chuck looked one more time at her, and then he left too. She turned back to her friends, they all looked worried.

“I’m okay, just dance” she said, and her friends mumbled “okay”.


“Come on people, we’re playing seven minutes in heaven!” (Y/N) heard someone say. People were gathering and sitting in a circle, and (Y/N) sat down too.

“The rules are simple, I’m gonna flip the bottle, and the person it points to goes in the closet with someone we choose” someone explained, and some people cheered. “Here we go” she said, and she spinned the battle. It seemed like the bottle spinned forever, but after seconds it landed on… Reggie. Off course. His friends patted his shoulders and cheered for him, while he put his head in his hands.

“So, who is going with him?” many names were called, until someone yelled “(Y/N)!”

She shook her head, but many people agreed. Someone behind her pushed her up, and a stranger held open the door of the closet. (Y/N) walked into the closet followed by Reggie.

“Start the seven minutes, now!” The stranger said, and she closed the door.

“Well, i expected a bigger closet” (Y/N) thought. They stood very close near each other, She could hear his breath. After a minute she spoke, breaking the silence.

“I never got a chance to say thank you” she said, looking at him, “For what you did” . He looked at her.

“It’s fine” he said, and he looked down at his hands. She sighed. He couldn’t even look at her for more than 2 seconds.

“He is a dick” she said. A little grin escaped his mouth and he looked up at her again.

“He totally is”

“Why did you help me?” she asked, but he stayed quiet. “I don’t know you very well”

“I just-” He sighed, “When I saw him touching you, I couldn’t stand it. He has no right to touch you and he should keep his hands by himself. You are too good for him”

(Y/N) looked at him with an open mouth. Did Reggie Mantle just say that? It couldn’t be.

“Do you really think that?” she asked, a little smile forming on her face.

“I do” he said looking at her. Now she smiled broadly.

“Thank you” she said, while she stept a step closer to him. He looked into her eyes, and then he fell. He fell in love with the way her eyes sparkled when she was happy, the way she looked strong but also vulnerable. He had seen her many times, but never really talked to her. And now he regretted that.

He realised this, and laid his hand on her cheek. The other hand went around her neck, and she hold her breath. She felt his breath on her skin, their lips almost brushing. She looked into his wide, dark eyes. And in a matter of moments, his lips were melting with hers, creating an explosion. Her hands landed on his chest, while he was still holding her face softly. The kiss was not rough, or heated, but it was sweat, tender.

They both pulled away slightly, catching their breath. Reggie lowered his hands to her waist and smiled down at her. She grinned, and his eyebrows rose.

“what?” he whispered, since their faces were still close.

“I thought you didn’t like people holding my waist” she whispered back.

“Only if it’s me” he said, a smirk on his face. She lowered her head, now leaning on his chest. She heard his heartbeat, and wished this moment would last forever. But then they heard a knock on the door, and knew the seven minutes were over. She sighed, and let go of his touch. Just before she opened the door, Reggie grabbed her hand. She looked over her shoulder, smiled at him and opened the door. Thankfully, everyone had gone back to dancing, so not more than a few eyes lay on the couple. They walked a few steps, but Reggie pulled (Y/N) to him.

“Do you want to come home with me after this?” he asked, smiling.

“I’d like that” she said, and Reggie rubbed her hand sweetly. But shouts from his friends interrupted their moment, and he let go of her hand. He smiled, but then turned to friends.

(Y/N) brought her fingers to where his breath lingered on her lips, and it felt good.


At the end of the party, while (Y/N) was grabbing her jacket she felt hands on her waist. She turned around and in front of her stood Reggie.

“Hey there” she said.

“Hey” he smiled, “So are you coming?” She nodded.

“Are your friends coming?” she asked, while he searched for his coat.

“No it’s just us” she smiled. they said their goodbye’s and walked outside, holding each other’s hands.


Reggie stepped out of Reggie’s car and he followed her.They walked to the front door, still holding hands, and he opened it. He let her in and she walked through the door, the warmth of the house prickling on her skin. He takes her jacket and she walked in the living room, scanning her surroundings.

“well, this is where I live” he said, putting his arm around her shoulder.

“It’s very nice” she said.

“Do you want to see my room?”

“Off course” she said, and she followed his lead. They walked upstairs and he opened a door, and they went inside. The room was filled with nice furniture, and a very large bed. It was a bit messy, but what else can you expect from a boy’s room.

“I like” she said, and while turning around she got attacked by his lips.

The warm feeling in her stomach rose again and she put her arms around his neck while his went around her waist. He guided her to his bed slowly, their lips still touching. (Y/N)’s back hit the mattress, and Reggie straddled above her.

He slowly broke the kiss, and layed down next to her. He put a bit of her behind her ear and she smiled.

“What are you smiling at?” he asked, now smiling too.

“Nothing, I just never thought i would lay in bed with you in bed one day”

“Well, you were wrong” he said, and kissed her one more time.

“Why did we never talk before?” he whispered creating a little distance between their lips, and she smiled.

“I don’t know” she said.

“Remember (Y/F/N)’s party last year?”

“Yeah off course, it was amazing”

“I wanted to ask you out then, but I didn’t had enough courage.”

“Why? I would’ve said yes!”

“You would?”

“Off course, you dumbass!” and with that said, he kissed her again.

The two talked the whole night. They brought up memories, and laughed about each other’s jokes.

“Hey” he said hours later, and he tilted her chin so she looked at him, “I just wanted you to know that I like you a lot, and I want to be with you” he said. (Y/N) put her hand on his chest and leaned forward, connecting her lips with is.

“Me too” she said, and Reggie pulled her in a kiss one more time. When they pulled away, (Y/N) yawned. Reggie gave her some clothes to sleep in, and she thanked him. She changed in his bathroom and when she got out she got eyes from Reggie.

“That looks good on you” He said, smirking. (Y/N) joined him under his blankets and Reggie turned off the lights. Reggie put his hands on her waist and pulled her close to him. He exhaled her scent and lost himself in her embrace. (Y/N) knew from that moment, she would not let him go.

Reggie Mantle x Reader: Change is good

A/N: Okay so I hope you guys like this sorry it took some time I had some stuff to do but here it is. It’s not that long but stil.

Words: 411

Nobody saw it coming that you the sweet and nice girl was dating Reggie Mantle the jock and player of the football team. But weird enough the two of you were the perfect couple. He made you do more stuff that you would never do and he learns you on how to stand up more for yourself and you help him be nicer and more helpful. Everyone could see how much Reggie had changed since the two of you had started to date and everyone was shocked about it they didn’t think anyone could change Reggie.

“Seriously y/n how did you do it?” Ronnie asked you looking at you with a desperate look on her face.

“How did I do what?” You asked confused as you leaned into Reggie more who as sitting next to you on the couch in the student lounge.

“How did you make Reggie so nice? No offense.” She said looking at Reggie.

“None taken.” He said laughing.

“I didn’t do anything. He has always been nice but thanks to me he’s just not as afraid to show it.” You said smiling at him.

“Yeah just like my girl always had her fierceness in her I just brought it out.” He said as he kissed the top of your head.

“It’s still so weird to see you like this.” Betty said looking at Reggie very confused.

“Yeah it’s like we’re in an alternative universe or something.” Ronnie said.

“Come on I’m not that different.” Reggie said crossing his arms.

“Yeah you are. You’re nice to Jughead, you help people with homework even though you have no idea what it’s about. Yesterday I even saw you arguing with Chuck cause he pushed some kid into the lockers.” Betty said smiling happily.

“You stood up against Chuck.” You asked him surprised.

“Yeah I did.” He said smiling.

“Yay I’m so proud of you.” You said smiling at him and kissing him on his cheek.

“Really I stood up to Chuck and this is all I get.” He said with a smirk.

You rolled your eyes and kissed him on his lips for a few seconds not wanting to start making out  in front of everyone.

“Okay well this is just getting to weird.” Veronica said as she stood up and walked away.

You just rolled your eyes as you watched Betty walk after her. You were happy that you were able to release his soft side to the world.

hypnotized | jughead x reader

a/n: wow my request box is overwhelming and quite frankly overflowing with love & requests and I want to take the time to say THANK YOU! lots of love 💐

Originally posted by conchord

tonight was the first pep rally back since summer vacation and lets just say i were very eager to be cheering again even if it was just a school scrimmage i walk up to my mirror and fixing my hair before applying another coat of mascara on my lashes. 

a few knocks on the door break me out of my trance “come in” i yell spritzing myself with perfume. “they girls are waiting for you downstairs” i nod at my mother “okay ill be down in a second” 

i grab my bag and follow my mother footsteps down the stairs and out the door “see ya later mum!” i yell out “goodluck baby” she yes back as i close the door.

“you ready?” betty asks tilting her head to the side her blonde hair swinging in its pony tail “i sure am wheres V?” i glance past her to see the raven haired girl standing at the bottom of my driveway.

the three of us set off to the school talking a little before veronica brings up your relationship with jughead. all your friends were placing bets on how long it took for you guys to finally kiss and confess your undying love for each other.

you’d know jughead for most of your life and yes maybe i did indeed have a crush on the beautiful brunette boy but he didn’t know that and thats how i planned to keep it. 

“oh give it a rest, he doesn’t like me like that!” i defend myself annoyed.

“yeah funny thats exactly what he says” i roll my eyes growling loud “let me livvvveee” i groan crossing my arms across my chest.

“fine fine we’ll change the subject” it falls quite as the school comes into view “like how jughead is going to drool when he sees you on that cheer leading costume”.

“jeez V its a uniform! plus it won’t be the first time he’ll see me in it. he won’t care your reading way too much into it” 

she shakes her finger in my face “or maybe your not looking in enough? do you notice that when your in your uniform he cant seem to look at your face? or that he can’t form a single sentence?”

the clogs start moving in my brain and i come to a sudden stop “oh my god- wait does juggie have a cheerleader kink?” i giggle walking with the two giddy girls into the locker room.

“well you wanna know how he really feels right?” v ask as i shove my gym bag into the locker “V i don’t want to mess what we have up okay?” she rolls her eyes closing my locker and standing infant of me.

“so not a single thread of you wants to be with him?” i huff i am the worst liar so i just fess up “yes okay yes but i don’t want to ruin anything okay!” 

“i have an idea” she smiles wickedly “oh god what?”

//

veronica and betty hd proposed to me to test out the ‘cheerleader’ theory in order to figure out if the  reunites feelings were platonic or not. i was nervous for the first time rushing out to the field and pumping up the school students and parents in the bleachers.

i spot jughead during our stretches, he was leaning against the side of the bleacher searching the crowd of vixens for someone, his eyes settle on mine and smile and i put my hand up waving smally before returning my attention to the squad.

“okay lets go vixens” cheryl yells getting us all onto our feet as we pump up the crowd for the football boys.

we grab our poms and rustling them together hanging and cheering as the break through the banner the red header archie leading the back i smile brightly at my best friend.

the boys settle down and dissipate going their separate ways before meeting back up for the big game. i take this as my opportunity to walk over to the beanie boy.

i move past the crowd and smile at the brunette boy as i work my way over he moves off the bleacher and works his way to the half fence before the field.

someone grabs my waist before i have the chance to walk over the tracks “well hello this miss (y/n) (y/l/n)” i roll my eyes placing my hands over my chest “reggie.” 

“love to stay in chat but i got my important business to get to like clawing my eyes out” i go to push past him concern on jugheads face.

he grabs onto my waist and pulls me back “let me go reggie” i growl trying to get out of his iron grip, he doesn’t budge just smirks down at me

 “i said-” i didn’t even get to finish my sentence before someone does it for me

“she said let go” i glance to see jughead looking as angry as ever “what are you her boyfriend?” he teases flicking something him to launch himself at reggie shoving his chest.

reggie tosses me aside and i stumble to get my feet.

“c’mon just having a little fun with the little princess, we have a little thing us bulldogs. how many vixens can we hook with at these things and well-” 

he doesnt get to finish his sentence because jughead launches himself at the raven haired boy but he’s quick to retaliate throwing jughead on the ground and starting to throw punches to his face.

i run forward trying to pull the boys away from each other but i wasn’t strong enough i whirl around and everyone seems a bit curious in the events “arch!” i yell the red head sees his best friend in distress and rushes over healing reggie off.

i drop to the floor helping jughead sit up “oh my god jug-” i place my hand on his cheek and he winces slightly.

“I’m sorry” i tell him glancing at all he’s already bruising eye “its okay- i had to protect you” i giggle placing my hand on his thigh “thank you” i turn to see veronica and betty making gestures and i roll my eyes facing jughead

“whats got them all frazzled” he chuckles making me smiling stupidly “don’t hate me for this”

i lean forward and place a soft kiss on his split lip, he kisses back then pulls away wincing “okay ow!” he complains and i laugh before he faces turns serious “sorry” i giggle trying to keep a straight face.

“to be continued? when i can actually kiss you back when bloods not pouring from my lip?” i nod kisses his cheek and helping him to his feet

 “of course”

World Of Glass (Jughead Jones)

You were are really sweet girl, kind and caring; you didn’t had the best body but there were tons of guys crushing on you.

You were loved by most people, even Cheryl said nice things about you ones in a while.

Class was finished so you grabbed your bag and got out of the classroom and as you walked down the hallway you found Reggie and his friends picked on some guy, Reggie was about to throw the laptop of the boy in the trash can when you caught his attention

“Reggie!” You scolded him as you walked over to him, he froze and grinned nervously “Give me the laptop, Reggie” you instructed him in an authoritative tone, yet sweet.

He rolled his eyes “C'mon Y/N, we were joking, right Jug?” He said and the Jug guy stood silent, sending him dangers through his cold stare

“Give me the laptop” you said simply and he sighed before handing it over to you “Thank you. Now go” you said in a friendly tone, the boys left and Reggie gave Jug one last glare before leaving you behind. “Sorry about them” you apologized to the tall boy before handing him the laptop

“Thanks” he said simply walking away, you titled your head to the side as you watched him leave, there was something about him that intrigued you.

(…)

“Okay, time to make the pairs for this semester’s project” the teacher said and everyone started looking for a pair, except for you, you were sat on your place caught up in your reading. “Who wants to be Jughead’s partner?” You heard the teacher say, you couldn’t help but look around.

Everyone stood silent, looking at each other nervously or just pretending that the teacher didn’t said anything, you looked over to Jughead who was writing something on his laptop completely concentrated in that and ignoring the fact that one wanted to be his partner.

You bit your lip slightly before raising your hand and smiling “I’ll do it” you said and you could feel the boy’s eyes on the back of your head, the teacher smiling widely

“Thank you Y/N, you may go with Jughead” he instructed and you nodded before walking over to him and greeting him as you shook your hand slightly, he looked at you completely puzzled before murmuring a soft “Hi” under his breath.

You sat beside him a small grin on your lips “Why did you volunteered?” He asked you rather intrigued and you raised and eyebrow

“You want to do it on your own? Cause if you do it’s fine, I’ll just leave” you replied kindly and he shook his head

“No, that’s not what I meant” he said neutrally “I mean why do you want to be partners with me?” He asked and you shrugged

“Well we both needed a partner” you answered simply
“Don’t you have friends?” He asked with a little rudeness but you brushed it off and shook your head
“There’s a difference between knowing people and being friends with them” you said and the bell rang, you hoped off your chair and grabbed your bag “Should we do the project after school?” You asked and he nodded “You don’t mind if we walk?”

“No” he said and you smiled and waved him goodbye as you left for your next class

At the end of the school Jughead was leaned against the door frame of your classroom, his headphones were placed on his ears above his beanie, you walked over to him and tapped his shoulder.

He looked at you and you smile making a little gesture with your head telling him to follow you, you walked side by side and talked about pointless things, he was really interesting when you took the time to know him.

You pulled out your keys and opened the door, letting Jughead go in behind you “Mom, I’m home!” You called out as Jughead closer the door behind him

“In the living room, darling!” She replied and both of you headed there, then you saw her, her hair was really short, some places were still bald, the veins were visible, specially in her hands and neck, she was pail and looked really tired.

Nevertheless she smiled sweetly at the sight of you, when she noticed the black haired boy behind you she gasped slightly “Honey! You should’ve told me we would have a visitor, I don’t want your friends to see my bald head!” She scolded you half serious, you giggled giving her a peck on the cheek

“Mom you’re still beautiful with or without cancer” you hugged her and Jughead looked at you with both eyes wide open in surprise. “We would be upstairs” you informed your mom holding Jug’s hand and guiding him up the stairs.

After some time of working you could feel him staring at you, so you looked up at him smiling “What?” You asked

“How can you be so sweet when your life is falling apart?” He asked and you closed the book that laid down on your legs

“I don’t know really it’s just the way I am” you shrugged and he went back to reading, and none of you would have known that since that day you became inseparable

Later that day Jughead went back to writing his book where he wrote about you saying :

“When I first met her I couldn’t help but be curious, she was sweet, no one had nothing bad to say about her.

Not even Cheryl.

Loved by everyone yet a lonely girl; bubbly and kind with a dark past, her whole world was made of glass”.

Being in a polyamorous relationship with Jughead and Archie

A/N: I wanted to take a break from OLiG and go for something that’s caught my eye. I don’t really see these kinds of imagine/drabbles in the fandom so I wanted to shine some light. If you like these, I’ll make more


  • Being part of their friendship since the beginning, so when they split, you stayed with Jughead
  • In the time, he came out to you as asexual and you came out to him as polysexual
  • You better believe you two supported the SHIT out of each other, and made some jokes too
    • “At least you can have sex twice, (Y/N)! I can’t even think of sex without internally cringing!
    • “Do you even know the definition of polysexual? It can be MORE than two people, Juggie!”
  • When Jughead and Archie got back together, you were the one helped mend the broken ends and fixed everything
  • Jughead and Archie sitting at Pop’s one day, waiting for you to come and Jughead accidentally let it slip to Archie
    • “Where is (Y/N)? I miss my poly princess.”
  • Archie was shocked to say the least, but when you entered the restaurant, he forgot why he was confused
    • “Why do you two look like you’ve seen a ghost?”
  • Archie giving you an open hearted speech about how you should’ve told him and he accepts you because he’s always loved you
  • Jughead spilling he loves you too
  • You drop the idea about being in the relationship and they both were hesitant, but when you explained they wouldn’t be dating each other, they were fine
  • During school, Archie held your hand and Jughead carried your books
  • People giving confused glances as both guys kissed you goodbye 
  • Reggie and the football team calling you names and picking on you
    • “Hey look, it’s the Riverdale whore herself!”
  • Putting on a brave face throughout the teasing, but breaking down at Pop’s one night with the guys, Veronica, Betty, Cheryl and Kevin
  • Both guys held your hand while Kevin and Cheryl potted the guys’ demise
  • Veronica and Betty still being confused about the relationship but they still protected it
  • The next day, Archie punched Reggie and they got into a huge fight, and Jughead held you behind him, protecting you
  • Holding ice to Archie’s black eye
    • “That was dumb of you, but thank you for trying to help.”
  • Cuddling with Archie on nights Jughead was working on his book
  • Jughead sharing his fries with you, and that meant a lot to both of you
    • “Jughead Jones the Third, you, sharing fries, with MOI?!”
  • When FP is thrown into jail, you cuddle the SHIT out of Jughead (taking some pointers from when Archie cuddles you)
  • Stealing Jughead’s beanie and Archie’s football jacket
  • One day, Archie sees you in his shirt and he realized how much he loves you
  • You two have sex make love that night and it was something you’d never expect Archie to be so great at
  • But then again, you two did have sex like three other times before this
    • “You somehow always blow me away everything.”
  • Jughead feeling left out sometimes, so you two spend weekends at the Drive-In, holding hands, cuddling, and talking ranting
  • Both guys would protect you until the end of time
  • They loved you endlessly
  • Being shocked everyday by their stupidity, and carelessness for you
  • Loving those goofballs until the end of time

Originally posted by archiesabs

I don't remember | Jughead x Reader | Part 1

*PART 2* | *PART 3*

Summary: You wake up after the big party, definitely not in your bed and you don’t remember how you got here. To be honest you don’t remember anything that happened last night. Why are you not wearing your dress? Why you do you have a big bruise on your arm? Why are you in Jughead Jones’ apartment? What does all this have to do with Reggie? And why you don’t remember anything, even getting drunk?

Words: 1360

Warnings: MISTERY, some cursing, mention of alcohol, some sexual content

A/N(IMPORTANT): Hi! This is my first fanfiction in Riverdale fandom. I hope you will like it if you do I will write the second part. Now the important part: I have dyslexia so forgive me for my grammar, because I’m trying to write correctly, but it does not always work. So I’m sorry again. Feel free to send my any requests, asks etc. I can write anything.  
Also the thoughts are write in italics. (Y/F/C) means your favourite colour. 

Shit, I forget to close the curtains, again. The sunlight on my faced waked me up. I slowly opened one eye and then quickly closed it. That was definitely not my room.

Let’s think. I’m not naked, that’s good, but this is definitely not my t-shirt and my bra is missing. That’s bad. I moved my hand to the other side of the bed. It was empty but slightly warm. I’m not a person who change the bedsides during the sleep. I felt the pain. I had a big bruise on my arm.
What is the last thing I remember? I was trying, but nothing comes to me. I didn’t remember anything from the last night.

I opened my eyes. The room was nice, small but comfy. I sat on the bed. I was wearing the big grey t-shirt with the letter “S” on it. Yup, definitely not mine. I looked for my clothes, but I couldn’t find them. Excellent, I have only t-shirt and underwear. I stood up and opened the door. The living room was brighter than the bedroom, so it took my few seconds before I was able to see clearly. This room was also very small, one table, three chairs and an old TV where the only furniture that could fit in. My eyes stopped one the pair of blue-green ones.

“Good morning (Y/N),” said Jughead quietly. He was sitting at the table with his laptop opened. He was wearing his famous beanie. I looked down at my clothes then again at him.

My mind was screaming. I was in Jughead’s Jones apartment. I didn’t even know that he has an apparent. Basically, I didn’t know much about him. Everyone called him the school freak. He was a best friend of Archie who was one of my bests friends but he never introduced Jughead to me. I never talked to Jughead. I don’t know if I ever told him “hello”.

“What am I doing here?” I said, my voice was a bit little bit shaky.

“Wait. You don’t remember?” He looked confused. And then his faced started to change colour to red.

I shook my head.

“You think… You where… I mean you was…but it wasn’t…” he tried to create a sentence. I didn’t know that the human face can be so red. Normally I would wait to see if it can go even redder but now I need answers.

“Yesterday was a party, right?” I tried to make my voice as confident as I could.

“Yes.” I heard the relief in his voice.

“You wasn’t there, was you?”

“No. I am not a fan of parties.”

*****

“C'mon (Y/N)! It will be fun!”

“Kevin, you know that I have an important test on Monday,” I said looking at my best friend’s big smile.He knew that he won and I didn’t have any more arguments. He was talking about Reggie’s party for almost a week. Well, the whole school was talking about it.

“You already knew all the material! And the party is on Friday so you will have a whole Sunday to review.”

“Fine, you win.”

“What did he win?” I heard Archie’s voice behind me.

“(Y/N) is going to Reggie’s party. That mean you own me 10 bucks, Andrews”

“No, I own you five and the other five to Veronica,” he said.

“(Y/N) is going to the party? I knew it,“ the raven hair girl high-fived with Kevin.

“I literally hate all of you right now,” I laughed

“You know you love us,” Kevin said and hugged me.

“Yeah probably.”

*****

“So… I went to the party with Archie, Veronica and Kevin?” I said my thoughts out loud.

“I don’t think so. You went with Reggie,” He was surprised and so was I.

*****

“I’m definitely not wearing that,” I said when I saw the dress what Veronica was holding.

“It’s perfect for you!” she said

“At least try it!” Kevin was digging in closed. He was in “the Stylist mood”.

“Why I can’t wear jeans and some top?”

“Because no,” Ronnie put the dress in my hand. “Try it!”

“No, I said I’m not wearing that.”

“(Y/N)! Reggie ask you out! You should look perfect!”

“Thank you very much, Ronnie,” I said little bit angry.

“You know that’s not what I mean” Ronnie looked at my and rolled her eyes. “Kevin, maybe you could help me?”

“Yeah (Y/N) you definitely should wear a dress, but this one,” he said and show us the beautiful (Y/F/C) dress.

“Okay, I hope that you are proud. Give my that dress,”  I said.

******

The awkward silence was filling the small room. I looked at the window next to the table. I tried to recall anything from the party but there was the big black hole in my memory. I looked at Jughead. My biggest mystery. What happened last night? What did I say? What have I done? I felt so stupid. I wasn’t the kind of girl that gets drunk on the party and have sex with a random person. I least I thought that I wasn’t. I didn’t even remember getting drunk.

I looked at Jughead’s face. He looked confused maybe concerned.  It was really hard to read his face.

“Where is my dress?” I ask.

“It’s torn.” He said. “It’s not what I meant. Well it is, but it was torn before you get here… I mean it’s not…” He started to loose in his words.

“Can I have a coffee?” I asked and again I saw the relief on his face.

“Yeah sure. What kind would you like?” He closed his laptop and stood up.

“Just (black/white)” I said

*****

“Hey,” I said when I saw Reggie

“Hey! You look beautiful!” He said and opened the car door for me.

“Thanks.”

It took only 10 minutes and we were at Reggie’s driveway. The conversation we had was surprisingly interesting. The party already started.

“I left the keys to my brother so he let everyone in” Reggie explained with a smile.

“Smart.”

“Thanks,” he said and put his hand on my waist. “Do you have any favourite drink or you let me make you something special?”

“I think I’m going to trust your taste,” I said and he disappeared in the crowd.

*****

“Thanks,” I said when he gave me my coffee. I took a sip. “It’s good” I sited on the chair. 

“I don’t remember anything,” I said quietly.

He looked at me and nodded.

“I remember getting at the party but that’s all.” My voice changed to whisper.

He opened his mouth and then closed it and shook his head.

“You must be cold,” he said finally.

I was little bit confused

“Yeah, I am,” I said surprised. I didn’t notice this before. God, I was still only in the T-shirt and the underwear. I felt embarrassed and tried to covered myself, but Jughead disappeared in the bedroom. After about five minutes he was back and I already finished my coffee.

“Here,” he said and gave me a pair of blue jeans, black t-shirt and his denim jacket. “The bathroom is there” he pointed the door. “Feel free to used shower if you want.”

“Thanks,” I said and took the clothes. “Jughead… how drunk was I?” I said not looking into his eyes.

He brushed back the black hair had fled from his beanie.

“The problem is that you wasn’t drunk (Y/N),” he said.

******

“Here you go” I heard Reggie voice. He was holding two drinks. I smiled and reach out for one of them. “No, this one is mine!” He said and handed me the other one.

I laughed. "They are exactly the same!“ I said but I took it.

“Yeah, but this one is especially for you,” he winked.

“Thanks,” I said and took a sip.