Warnings: Angst, kissing, like a makeout kinda part? Is that even a warning?
Description: Jughead seemed off lately, with Jason’s death, and the drive-min closing, reader can tell something is off, but cant really pinpoint what
The first time I could tell something was off was when I mentioned the coffeemaker. It was funny how something as simple as the mention of a coffee pot was the spark of my curiosity towards the situation. “I swear to god, you drink so much coffee, I’m just going to get you a pot for your birthday so you can save some money.” And there it was, the slight twitch in his shoulders and the split second of a tense look on his face before he began laughing along. It was so quick, I was surprised I even caught it, but I did. I never asked about Jughead’s home life. He always steered clear of it so I figured it was a touchy subject. I wondered why I hadn’t been invited over in… well…. ever. Then I started putting together the bits and pieces of information and realized: I hadn’t a clue what roof Jughead was sleeping under at night. Obviously, it was time to investigate. And I had the perfect opportunity one afternoon. “Shit, I forgot my textbook at home.” Jughead muttered, his head ducked down and searching in his schoolbag. “We can walk to your house and get it if you want.” There it was, the tense-up. Jughead froze in his tracks for a split second before regaining his composure and kept walking. To anybody else, it would have looked normal, but I wasn’t anyone else. I was his best friend, and he was the boy I was in love with. “No, it’s fine. I can just use yours, right?” Jughead looked at me with almost pleading eyes, and I didn’t want to egg him on any longer. I wanted him to open up and tell me the truth, not shut me out. “Yeah, of course.” I smiled up at my friend and he smiled back reassuringly. Deep down, I knew something was wrong. And a week later, I began to confirm those suspicions. “Can you believe they’re shutting down the drive-in?!” Jughead screeched at me one morning as I walked up the front steps of our school. “Wait, what?” I gave him a confused look. “Yeah! Apparently an “anonymous buyer” gave the mayor an offer she just couldn’t refuse” Jughead through his hands up in dramatic sarcasm before scoffing and folding them over his chest angrily. “Juggie, I’m sorry you’re going to lose your job, but- “ “it’s more than just my job, y/n!” Jughead paused for a second. I watched his Addams apple move quickly as he gulped down words that were threatening to pour out of his mouth. “It’s, it’s, it’s a special place! It’s special to us! I took you there when you first moved here! Remember?!” “Yeah.” I laughed, thinking back to the memories of Jug and I sneaking up to the film roll room and watching through the peek hole while Jughead made sure the tapes were switched out on time. “hello?! Earth to y/n?” Jughead waved his face in front of me, and I brought myself out of my quick trip to the past, listening to Jugheads rambling about the drive- in. Jughead brought it up later to our friends as we ate at pop’s, inviting Veronica, Kevin, Betty and I to the last drive in on Friday. Of course, they all agreed to go, and we all planned who we would drive with. I decided to walk with Jughead, and Kevin was taking Veronica. Betty was going to go with Archie. “I’m going to go to the mayor again and see if I can convince her to keep the drive- in.” Jughead told me as we began to part ways that night. I grabbed his sleeve, pulling me back to him. “Jughead, why is the Twilight drive-in so important to save?” I asked him, my voice soft and full of concern. “It’s my job, y/n! I thought that might be an importantthing to try and save!” Jughead’s words dripped with sarcasm as he yelled at me. He never usually got angry like this. “Ok, I’ll see you at school tomorrow, good luck.” I spoke softly as I backed away slowly. I watched Jughead’s face go from angry to apologetic and walked away before he could say anything. Jughead and I didn’t really speak much for the next few days. We still walked to class together, and he walked me home. He told me that the Mayor just wouldn’t listen to him or give his words any consideration, so I tried going to her myself the day after he did to change her mind. “Hello, miss- “I opened the door to her office slowly, speaking with the politest tone I could manage. “Miss y/l/n, I’m sorry, but the drive in is closing, and that’s final.” The mayor cut me off with a firm but somewhat polite tone. “I’m sorry to bother you, this is just really important to Jughead. I just wanted to at least try and change your mind.” “That’s quite alright, miss y/l/n.” The mayor smiled at me, staring at me for another moment before speaking again. “Jughead is… special. He doesn’t have a lot of friends, certainly not any that would at least try to help him with something like this. I’m sorry I can’t save the drive in. I wish I could, for your sake and Jughead’s, but… “The mayor sighed, rubbing the side of her head with her thumb and forefinger. “Thank you for your time.” I nodded, beginning to exit the Mayor’s office. “Y/n?” I turned to the sound of the mayor’s voice. “Jughead is lucky to have a friend like you.” “Thank you, Mayor.” I exited the office, my shoulders heavy. The night of the drive-in, I rode to the lot with Kevin and Veronica, meeting up with Jughead. I found him by the snack counter and smiled as I watched him talk aimlessly with the boy in the booth. “Hey, Jug.” I greeted my best friend and the boy he was talking to. “Hey, y/n/n.” Jughead wrapped an arm around me, hugging me tightly. I wrapped my arms around his waist, my head leaning against his chest. “How are you feeling?” I asked him, my voice muffled by his shirt. Jughead shrugged before looking down at me with a small smile on his face. “Could be better, but you’re here, so I guess I’m not under a complete raincloud of doom.” “Oh, so just a small one then?” I teased, grinning up at him. “Yeah, it’s kinda just lingering somewhere behind me, ready to open up and strike me with a lightning bolt at any given moment.” I laughed at Jughead’s comment. “Are you gonna come lay with us on the truck?” I asked him, a pleading look on my face. I grabbed his hand and began tugging him toward Kevin’s truck. Jughead sucked in a breath before giving in. “Fine, Fine, I guess I’ll be angsty and depressed in the back of the truck instead of in the film room.” I jumped happily before intertwining Jughead’s hand with mine and pulling him towards the back of the truck. Veronica and Kevin sat curled up in blankets and scooted over so Jughead and I could sit next to them. “Ah, it’s the official partners in crime, the tag team, the endgame, the- “ “I thought Archie and Betty were endgame?” I cut off Kevin before he could throw another couple reference at jughead and I. “Yes, but that was before he got vocal with our music teacher.” Kevin grinned at his subtle pun and I rolled my eye. “Ok, no Archie, no Ms. Grundy, no endgames, let’s just enjoy the drive in while we can, alright?” Veronica handed Jughead and I a blanket. I climbed in to Jughead’s lap and rested my back against his chest and he wrapped the blanket around us, his arms going around my waist under the cloth. “Thank you,” Jughead whispered in my ear. “For what?” I whispered back, grabbing the popcorn Veronica handed me. “The mayor told me you stopped by to see her.” Jughead whispered to me. I turned around to face him and he was looking up at the big drive in screen, the lights reflecting off his face and casting shadows under his eyes and chin. He looked painstakingly beautiful. Jughead’s eyes flickered down to look at me and he smirked a bit before looking back up at the screen. We stayed almost the whole night, watching movie after movie. The only time Jughead left was to go switch out the rolls as the credits came after the end of every showing. He would re-appear five minutes later, and I would lift the blanket as he hopped over the side of Kevin’s truck and resumed his prior position, his arms wrapped around me and his chin on my shoulder. At 4 in the morning, the credits to the last movie rolled, with only a few cars left on the lot. Veronica and Kevin were leaned against each other as they snored lightly, and my back rested against Jughead’s chest. I looked up at the mesmerizing boy. He had a hard look on his face and his jaw was clenched, his eyes glossy and shiny, the credits from the screen reflecting off his pupils. “Jughead?” I spoke softly, my eyes on the raven-haired boy. He kept his gaze on the screen ahead of him. “Jughead, the construction people will be here soon, we have to go.” “You guys go, I’m gonna hang around a little longer.” Jughead pulled away from me, climbing out of the truck and disappearing around the side of it. I turned to my friends, shaking them lightly to wake them up. Kevin woke first, carrying a still-sleeping Veronica around to the passenger seat and lying her in it. I grabbed my blanket and my backpack and swung it over my shoulder and waited at the driver’s side of the vehicle. “Aren’t you and Jughead coming?” Kevin asked me, walking around to the front of the car where I stood. “No, Jughead said he wanted to stay a bit longer, so I’ll wait with him.” I hugged my friend before he climbed in to the driver’s side. “Hey, if you guys do it in the film room, I want details.” Kevin grinned devilishly before starting the car and driving away. I just shook my head, laughing at his comment. I made my way to the wall of the film room and leaned against it, folding my blanket. I pulled the bag off my shoulder, sticking the blanket inside. I waited for Jughead for another hour or so, playing on my phone mindlessly. I figured he was soaking up what he could of the film room before Mr. Andrews’ company teared it to shreds. The drive- in was his favorite place in town, besides the chock-lit shoppe. I watched as the sky started to get lighter and I checked the time. 6:08 A.M. It wasn’t like I had never pulled an all-nighter before, and I wasn’t going to leave until I at least made sure Jughead was alright and home safe. I leaned back against the building, hearing birds chirping as the sun rose. Minutes later, I heard a voice from the other side of the building, and I turned my head, kicking off the wall with my heel and poking my head slightly around the corner. I saw the back of Jughead, and he was facing a man that looked familiar. Jughead had what looked like a camper bag hanging off his back, a poster sticking out of it. “They’ll tear that booth down, too. Raise the whole place, send it to the junkyard.” The man in front of Jughead spoke, a smile playing on his lips.” And us with it.” “Yeah, maybe they’ll save it. All the pieces. Store it in the town hall attic and rebuild it in a hundred years. Wonder who the hell we were.” I could almost picture the bittersweet smile on Jug’s face. “Hmm.” The man smiled a bit more before his face became serious. “So where are you gonna live now?” My heart stopped, a million emotions and realizations hitting me like a bus. “I’ll figure it out dad, I always do.” I watched Jughead walked past him, walking towards the entrance of the drive in. I snuck around the other side of the building, making my way towards the entrance. I managed to beat Jughead to it and stood at the gate, my arms crossed as I waited for the boy I loved. Jughead came around the corner, stopping in his tracks when he saw me. He had what looked like a busted look in his face as I stood there, a blank expression matching the hurt, worry, and concern for the boy. “Y/n… what are you still doing here? I thought you-?” Jughead asked me, hoping I hadn’t caught on to what was going on. “When exactly were you planning on telling me that you were homeless?” I cut him off, my tone of voice coming off as if I were a concerned mother. Jughead opened his mouth, trying to find the words to speak, but gave up, closing it instead. “Juggie? Really? I’m your best friend! We tell each other everything? Why would you keep this from me? More importantly, why aren’t you staying with your father? Is he homeless too? Did he kick you out? What is going on, Forsythe?! Tell me!” I paced back and forth as I rambled, before turning to look at Jughead. He looked down at the dirt underneath his shoes, His hand wrapped around the strap of his bag. I waited for an answer, my arms spread wide in front of me as I stared at him. Jughead said something that I couldn’t make out. “What?” I spoke, encouraging him to repeat himself. Jughead lifted his head, the rims of his eyes a dark pink and tears falling down his face. My face dropped quickly, my heart clenching tightly as I looked at the broken boy in front of me. “I said,” Jughead lifted his sleeve to wipe his running nose.” I don’t have ahome.” His voice cracked slightly and more tears fell down Jughead’s face as he dropped the bag from his shoulder. “Jughead.” I dropped my bag as well and quickly ran to the boy, trying to keep my tears from falling as I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. Jughead wrapped his arms around my waist, burying his face in to my neck and quietly crying. We stood there for a few minutes, my one hand rubbing his back and my other pulling off his hat so I could run my fingers through his hair, doing everything I knew in my power that could soothe him. “Jughead, Hey, Jug.” My hands cupped his cheeks, rubbing the tears away from his eyes while mine began to fall freely.” Listen to me, you are not homeless, ok? And you will never, ever, be homeless, as long as I am alive and breathing.” I stopped for a second to inhale quickly, my nose stuffed.” You are going to come with me to Pop’s, and I’m going to buy us breakfast, and then we are going to go back to my house, and you’re going to take a shower, because lord knows how long it’s been since you’ve had one,” Jughead chuckled lightly at my statement and I also let out a breathy laugh.” And then you’re going to crawl in to the guest bed, and you’re going to get some sleep, because it literally exhausts me every time I see those bags under your eyes. And you’re going to stay with me, ok?” Jughead nodded silently, knowing that this was a losing battle. “And this never. Happens. Again. You got it? God, Jug, something terrible could have happened to you. We’ve got a murderer waltzing around town, do you know how easily you could have been killed?” I scolded, more tears falling down my face. I backed away from Jughead, going to grab my bag. “I don’t know how I can ever survive without you, ever! I would have dropped dead if anything ever happened to you! You’re the most important thing in this entire world to me! I don’t even know how- “Jughead grabbed my arm, turning me to face him before leaning down and planting his lips on mine. I stood still for a second, processing the shock of the gesture before wrapping my arms back around his neck and pulling his body closer to mine. Jughead wrapped his arms around my waist, his lips moving against mine. After a few moments, we pulled apart, my chest rising and falling as I caught my breath. “Jughead, I- “Apparently, Jughead wasn’t done, because he pressed his lips to mine again, taking my breath away once more. We stood at the gate of the drive in for a little while longer, Jughead pushing me backwards until my back was against the fence and his body was pressed firmly against mine. We broke apart when we heard a man clear his throat. “Uh, we’re gonna have to ask you to leave the premises.” The man spoke politely.” Construction begins soon.” “Oh, sorry sir.” I apologized quickly, fixing my hair that Jughead had his fist tangled in moments ago, and grabbed my bag. Jughead did the same, grabbing my hand and leading me away from the drive in and down the street towards Pop’s. We stopped at my house so we could drop off our bags and began our trek to the 24-hour diner. “Hey, Jughead.” I looked up at the boy as we walked hand in hand to the diner. “I love you.” “I love you too.” Jughead looked down at me, smiling warmly. “No, Jughead, I- “ “I know, and I love you, too.” I stopped walking, causing Jughead to stop as well. Jughead looked down at me and I leaned up, pressing another kiss to his lips. Jughead and I made it to the diner soon after, spotting Archie, Betty, Veronica, and Kevin at a booth. When they saw us, they invited us to sit and Archie and Kevin grabbed chairs from another table. “So, did anything happen in the film room?” Kevin wiggled his eyebrows at me as Jughead and I slid in to the booth. I slapped his shoulder before glaring at him. “Nah, nothing happened in the film room.” Jughead paused momentarily before speaking again.” It happened outside the film room.” Kevin’s mouth dropped open wide. “You kinky fuckers!” Kevin hollered. The table laughed as I turned red in embarrassment. I felt Jughead’s hand grab mine under the table and I smiled, my fingers intertwining with his. He would always have a home, and it would be with me.
the moments when you can tell that Jughead has given up and lost all hope…. :’( first his mom rejected him, then he lets Cheryl pummel him, then Weatherbee punished him, then Fred gave up on him, and then he eventually accepted that his dad is the murderer.
That was Weatherbee. He’s concerned for Jug’s personal safety. After what happened with Cheryl, he’s worried about the other students’ reaction to it. Thinks Jughead should finish the semester from home.
“No-Pep-Rep” from Jughead’s Jokes, 1971. Not entirely sure who the artist is, but I think it might be Stan Goldberg based on Weatherbee’s profile.
By the way, Bugheads, there is a terrific blog here on tumblr called @bughead-in-the-comics. Get thee over there and follow that blog! They’ve been posting some seriously great, old-school Bughead content on the regular.
Reggie Mantle x Reader:
Book of Truth, Mouth of lies.
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.
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.
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.
2398, wow okay I think this is my longest one.
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.
Chuck is an asshole.
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
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.
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
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
“Sorry can’t tonight, I got a date” Veronica drew you out of
“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.
“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
“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
“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
Reg: hey baby practice is over, on my way 😍
You: Okay babe on my way 💙
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.
going to see how the new girl likes syrup” Chuck cockily spoke in the boy’s
think it’s time you give that up Chuck, if anyone finds out about that playbook”
Reggie retorted annoyed at his teammate.
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.
agreed to that Chuck” Reggie spoke angrily pushing Chuck off.
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.
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
“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
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
“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.
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
“(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
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
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
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.
Master List - Bughead Fanfiction - GellsBellsHead.
Hi Guys. This is my master list of everything I have written for Bughead, so far. Thank you to all my followers, readers and other fanfic writers who have encouraged me along the way. I feel so supported in this fandom and I think that is something that we should be proud of.
The Playground - Betty swoons when she sees Jughead in big brother/protective mode with Jellybean.
Meeting Time - Betty and Jughead are two social workers stuck in a weekly team meeting. Jughead is snarky and Betty is trying to contain her laughter.
Can I Have A Volunteer - Continuation of ‘Meeting Time’ Betty and Jughead find themselves in a unique situation as Weatherbee searches for a volunteer.
Complicate Matters - Third part in the Social Workers AU series. Jughead and Betty deal, or rather don’t deal, with the aftermath of the closet incident.
The Dinner Date - The fourth and final part in the Social Workers AU series. Jughead and Betty go on their dinner date and make a surprising discovery.
Movie Night - College AU - Based on the following prompt:
You’re the only other one who voted for my favorite movie on movie night so do you just want to watch it in my room auPart Two
OTP Important Questions: These are little ficlets/drabbles that are each based on a prompt from a list of questions. I basically just write whatever comes to mind when read the question. Some are a little more risque than others.
You woke up in a cold sweat on Monday morning. You knew something was wrong from the second you opened your eyes. You turned on your phone, using it as a light source in your pitch black room.
Immediately you froze, your fingering hovering over the unlock button. You had a ridiculous amount of missed calls and texts from Betty, Veronica, and Kevin. You glanced at the time, your eyebrows knitting together in confusion. It was 3:30am. What could they want this late?
You opened your texts and were flooded with information. Kevin was going to the river with Moose, Kevin and Moose had been caught at the river. Veronica was wondering if you had seen Betty. Betty was letting you know she was okay And finally, all three had messaged you the exact same thing, in almost uniform wording. five words that explained your feeling of dread.
They found Jason Blossom’s body. He was shot.
Body. Corpse. Dead.
You knew Jason was dead…but it was still like a punch to the stomach. Maybe a little part of you hadn’t believed it. Maybe a little part of you hoped your half brother was just…missing. But a corpse was irrefutable. Final. And more importantly…someone had killed him.
After a restless four hours of attempting to sleep, your alarm saved you from your thoughts. Every time you closed your eyes you saw Jason staring back at you, his eyes dead, hair dripping with water, a bullet wound through his head. You couldn’t shake it from your head, you had no idea why you even cared that Jason was dead. You hadn’t known him.
You reached onto your nightstand and silenced your alarm. You threw the quilt off you and onto the floor, climbing out of your bed. You walked across your carpeted floor into the bathroom. You splashed cold water onto your face and then ran a damp hand through your hair to calm down.
You stepped into the shower and let the warm water wash away the dark thoughts and fears plaguing you.
You got out of the shower and finished getting ready. You glanced at your phone after pulling on your shirt and groaned, you had taken longer in the shower than usual and had no time to eat breakfast. With a resigned huff, you pulled on your shoes and walked out the front door.
When you got to riverdale high, Betty’s name was called over the announcements to come to the office. You decided to go to the office. You wanted to check on Betty after the shit storm that was the weekend.
You got to the office at the same time as Betty and Kevin. They smiled at you in greeting before Kevin caught sight of the mysterious yellow roses on the desk. “Oh, my god, those are gorgeous*. Are those for Betty, Mrs. Phillips?” Kevin said, walking closer to the flowers.
The decrepit old woman behind the desk gave Kevin a harsh stare. “That’s why I called her.”
Kevin snatched a white card from the center of the bouquet, “Dear Betty, please forgive me. XOXO, V?’ Who the hell is V?”
“Veronica.” Betty and Veronica said at the same time. Veronica stepped through the door from the hallway, holding a white box. “The yellow’s for friendship, I also had magnolia cupcakes flown in from New York…because, as my mom likes to say, there’s no wrong the right cupcake cannot fix.” Veronica took a tentative few steps towards Betty. “Also I- I booked us for hers-and-hers Mani-pedis at Chez Salon…blowouts too. I am so, so sorry, Betty. I don’t know what happened to me that night…It was such a basic bitch move. It- it was like I was possessed by-”
Kevin interrupted her, “Madame Satan?”* he asked snarkily.
“The old Veronica.” Veronica finished, looking down in shame. “And I will never, ever, do anything like that to you again. I swear on my mothers pearls. Just…can you please* give me one more chance?” Her eyes were pleading. Betty smiled and shrugged, “Okay.”
You, Veronica, and Kevin all spoke at the same time, “What?” “Really?!” Veronica’s words were excited, a huge grin on her face. Your’s and Kevin’s were shocked, his also accusing. You weren’t the hurt party here so you had decided to follow Betty’s example on the whole Veronica thing…but you honestly hadn’t expected that.
“Awesome! I’ll take it. And you won’t regret it!” Veronicas grin got wider. “Okay.” Betty said again, so quietly you almost hadn’t heard her.
“I’ll bring these to lunch so we can celebrate.” and with one last grin Veronica walked out of the Office as the Bell for class rang.
As soon as she was gone you and Kevin stared at Betty in shock, “It’s the path of least resistance guys. A week ago Veronica and I weren’t friends… Next week, we’ll nod to each other as we pass in the hall, but that’s it. In two weeks, she won’t even remember my name. And in three, she’ll have latched on to some other girl to destroy.” You and Kevin frowned. You didn’t think Veronica was out to destroy Betty…and you were positive that Betty wouldn’t get rid of Veronica that easily. But you kept quiet, not wanting to get on Betty’s already crowded bad side.
So you just nodded awkwardly and walked with them to class. The speakers crackled on and Weatherbee began the morning announcements before you could say anything more to Betty.
“There have been many inquiries about the upcoming pep rally. So let me state clearly…it is happening as scheduled. Now, on a less felicitous note…if you could give your attention to Sheriff Keller.” Another man’s voice came over the announcements, who you assumed was Kevin’s dad. “Most of you already know the details, but your classmate Jason Blossoms body was found late Saturday night. So as of this weekend…Jason’s death is now being treated as a homicide. It is an open and ongoing investigation.”
The entire school was silent. Everyone was staring at the speakers. Your fingers clutched at the necklace you were wearing, your knuckles going white. You were the only one not staring at the speakers. You were staring down, your face emotionless.
Cheryl’s voice crackled over the speakers. “And may I interject? Neither I nor my parents will rest until Jason’s death is avenged, and his cold-hearted killer is walking the green mile to sit in old sparky and fry. I for one, have my suspicions. hashtag “riverdale strong.”
Kevins father’s voice came back on, “If you know anything that could help us find and apprehend jason’s killer, or anything about what happened to him on july 4th, I strongly urge you to come forward immediately. You can speak with me or principal Weatherbee. A death like this wounds us all. Let’s not let Jason down.“
Your first class was biology. As you walked in you instantly regretted it, there were dead frogs splayed on trays at each work station. It wasn’t that you were afraid of blood or anything, you just didn’t like…dissecting things.
Betty and Kevin had taken their seats at a desk by the window and all the other seats were taken… except for the one next to Jughead. “Hey…this seat taken?” You smiled hopefully at him. Jughead didn’t answer and just gestured for you to sit down. You smiled and took a seat next to him, setting your bag down on the floor. “You look moodier than usual…you okay?”
Before he could answer or you could press further, the teacher came in. “Seats everyone! Pair off, gloves on, scalpels up!” Your friends quickly paired off leaving you with no partner for the dissection.
“Heyyyyyy…so how are you with a scalpel?” You asked Jughead who, you assumed, also had no partner. considering he was still sitting next to you.
“Is that your way of asking me to be your partner?” Jughead raised an eyebrow at you.
“Yes?” you grinned sheepishly He just rolled his eyes. It wasn’t with annoyance though, it was more on the side of amusement. Jughead took out a pen and filled out your names on the top of the assignment paper.
Two of Cheryls cronies leaned on the desk you were both sitting at, completely ignoring you and Jughead and whispering nasty things about Cheryl. You were quickly becoming annoyed with them, but before your anger could get the best of you there was a sickening squelching sound of a scalpel being stabbed into one of the frogs. The girls jumped, you and Jughead whipping around to see Cheryl with her hand tightly gripping the scalpel. Her face was neutral but there was a definite murderous glare directed at the girls. You and Jughead stared for a few seconds more as the girls turned and fled from Cheryl’s eye line. You hadn’t known Cheryl Blossom that long but that had been extremely unsettling.
The rest of class passed by in a blur. You tried making jokes to cover your squeamishness and Jughead mostly ignored you, occasionally smirking or doing that eye roll thing again, but most of the class was passed in silence. Something was definitely off with jughead…but you couldn’t ask him what.
Later that day at lunch you, Kevin, Betty, and Veronica were walking across the field, trays of food in hand. “sooo…” Veronica started, a playfulness in her voice, “what did Moose want?”
“Oh, my god. I don’t even think he knows. I mean, I am devastatingly handsome in that classic pre-accident Montgomery Clift kind of way, and sexuality is fluid, but can someone named ‘Moose’ actually be that fluid?” Kevin ranted.
Veronica laughed, “Okay, well I ship it.” “I ship it too! You deserve pretty things, Kev.” You grinned.
“Well of course you guys would! You’re big city girls with loose morals.” Kevins tone was teasing, but his joke wasn’t well received, given what had went down just two days earlier. “I just meant…that Moose has an official girlfriend. Midge. Anyway, it’s terrible to say, but part of me wishes he would just stay in the darn closet.” Kevin finished as you approached the blue picnic table where Archie was already sitting. Archie shot the four of you a confused and concerned look. “Obviously, I didn’t mean literal closet…” Kevin corrected.
“Comfy.” you said, voice dripping with sarcasm.
“Archie! Any new material you wanna try out on a very forgiving audience?” Veronica expertly changed the topic. “I–” Archie trailed off.
“Please?” she said, her eyebrows raised in plea. “Yeah, please Archie? you didn’t even let us hear the end of the last song!” You added.
“Would you? I’d love the hear it.” Betty said, a soft smile on her face.
That did it.
Archie sighed in resignation and reached for his guitar. “I’m still working on the lyrics, so…okay…” Archie sang the first few lines while the four of you watched him. It was actually amazing and you freaking loved Archies songs, even if you were a little unsure on how much you liked him as a person. Before he could get far into it, Betty looked like she was about to cry and he stopped.
You Kevin and Veronica applauded quietly. “Betty?” Archie’s voice was laced with concern, “You okay?” Betty had a distant and sad smile on her face as she looked away from the group. “I’m supposed to say yes. That’s what the nice girl always says, but…No, I’m not. I-I want to be. I thought I could be, but it’s too much, too fast. Archie…” Betty turned and walked away crying.
Archie bolted up, “Betty–Betty, wait!” Archie ran off, leaving you, Kevin, and Veronica watching in stunned silence, none of you knowing what to say. You watched as Betty and Archie had a pretty intense conversation. You, Kevin, and Veronica all sat with baited breath. You couldn’t hear what they were saying but it didn’t look good. Finally it ended, Betty walking off about to cry and Weatherbee calling Archie to see him. The three of you shared a stunned look, Kevin’s mouth open in shock and Veronica at a loss for words.
- - -
The next day you caught up to Betty and Veronica at their lockers, both locked in an intense conversation. When you approached they stopped talking and smiled at you. “Hey (y/n)!” Betty greeted you. You waved awkwardly, feeling like you had just intruded in on a relatively intense moment. “Hey guys, sorry can’t actually stay to talk I haven’t eaten yet and I’m freaking starving. There’s a vending machine in the lounge thingy right?” Betty nodded and pointed in the direction of the vending machines, You smiled gratefully and took off.
You walked through double doors into a room filled with couches and loud-mouthed jocks. You navigated your way to the back of the room. Betty, Veronica, and Kevin arrived in the room soon after, but quickly split off into different places, Veronica began talking to resident playboy (and suspected dickwad) Chuck Clayton, and Kevin and Betty took a seat at the edge of the room to do some homework.
You walked over to the vending machines and contemplated the machines contents, There were mostly off brand chips and overly processed suspicious looking packets of jerky. You groaned in frustration, “I think I’d rather starve to death than attempt to eat anything in here…” you muttered to yourself.
“I think eating anything in there would kill you a lot faster than starvation.” You jumped slightly, startled at the sound of Jughead’s voice.
“Jesus! Don’t you know its not polite to sneak up on people?” You accused. “I didn’t sneak up on you.” Jugheads lips were curled into the faintest of smirks.
You were about to argue back that he had, in fact, snuck up on you, when Reggie’s voice cut you off.
“If a kid at Riverdale killed Jason, it’s not gonna be a jock, right? No, let’s be honest. isn’t it always some spooky, scrawny, internet troll, too busy writing his manifestos to get laid? Some smug, moody, serial-killer-fanboy freak. Like Jughead!” You rolled your eyes at Reggie, his loud-mouthing was getting old real fast.
“What was it like, suicide squad? When you shot Jason? You didn’t do stuff to the body, did you? Like, after.” Jughead closed his eyes in annoyance and then lazily turned his gaze to Reggie, his arms crossed. “It’s called necrophilia, Reggie. Can you spell it?” You grinned at Jugheads retort, Reggie however, found it less amusing.
“Come here you little–!” Reggie leaped over the back of the couch he was sitting on, towards you and Jughead. But before you could blink Archie had shoved in front of the two of you, pushing Reggie back. “Hey, shut the hell up, Reggie.” Archie shoved Reggie away. You took the opportunity to get out of the way before things got ugly.
Veronica stood up, “Boys?” her face plastered with concern. Reggie looked Archie up and down, “What do you care, Andrews?” “Nothing, just leave him alone.”
“Holy crap. Did you and Donnie Darko kill him together? Was it some sort of pervy blood brothers thing?” You snorted in amusement. This kid was a special kind of stupid.
Archie didn’t answer and shoved Reggie forcefully, Jughead shouted but it was lost in the chaos as Reggie and Archie slammed into the vending machine, shattering the glass. Jughead tried to pull Reggie off of Archie but one of the Jocks pulled him off. Reggie punched Archie, knocking him out. You didn’t know what to do, but it looked like Reggie was going to punch him again. You did the only thing you could think of…and hit him with your backpack.
The bag made contact with Reggie’s back and he stopped mid swing. He got up and stared at you, rage in his eyes. You were a little terrified but Archie was your friend…kind of. And Reggie was a massive dick. Everyone’s eyes were on you as you spoke, a false confidence making your words sound steady. “That’s enough, Mantle. He’s unconscious.*”
He grinned, “Oh, so Andrews gets his girlfriend to rescue him now? Can’t fight his own battles?”
“Im not Archie’s girlfriend. What I am is someone who doesn’t like loud mouthed jocks that pick on everybody to hide their own insecurities and issues.” your tone was cold and biting.
Reggie was pissed, his hand curled into a fist, but you weren’t done. “You, reggie mantle, are just a highschool has-been waiting to happen.” He actually looked like he was going to hit you, but you knew better. Hitting a girl is a big no-no, even among the jocks. He walked up to you and towered over you, trying to be intimidating. “What are you gonna do, Reg? Hit a girl?”
You sidestepped him casually and knelt down next to Archie, motioning for some of the guys to help carry him to the nurse’s office. You walked out alongside the people carrying the unconscious red-head and your friends followed you out. Kevin and Veronica cornered you as soon as you were clear of the room.
“Holy crap (y/n)! Where did that come from?” Kevin grinned at you, a flicker of what seemed to be pride in his voice. “Yeah girl, that was AMAZING!” Veronica added.
You smiled wearily, “Yeah, well, can it be amazing in the bathroom? Because I think I might puke. That was straight up terrifying.” - - - The night of the pep rally you were running to the football field. You were already late, and you and you had promised Betty and Veronica that you were going to watch their cheer performance. Your shirt had been buttoned in a hurry and you had forgotten your jacket, but you were sure as hell not going to break a promise to your friends.
You got there as the game was just starting and you swore, You spotted Jughead and jogged over to him. “Any chance in hell I didn’t miss the cheerleaders performance?” Jughead furrowed his eyebrows at your weird question and disheveled performance. “I promised Betty I’d come out and support them…and then I kind of lost track of time…” you offered as explanation. Jughead nodded with a faint smile on face.
“Is that a real smile on your face, Jones? Wow that’s gotta be like, the seventh sign of the apocalypse, right?…So what brought that on?” Jughead rolled his eyes, but, like always, there was a warmth behind it. “Just had a good chat with an old friend.”
You grinned playfully, “Well, I like it. Looks good on you.” You suddenly looked semi-concerned. “Hey do you think they noticed I was missing? Probably not, right? Jeez, if I had known I was going to miss it anyways I would’ve grabbed my sweater. It’s freaking freezing.” Warm fabric was gently draped around your shoulders. You looked up in confusion to see Jughead’s jacket on your shoulders.
“Just to be clear, this isn’t a boy giving his coat to a girl he likes. This is a friend lending another friend his jacket because she tore a new one in Reggie Mantle to stop him from further beating up the first friends other friend.” Jughead was staring at the football field, turned completely away from you. “You lost me at the third friend, but thanks for the jacket.” You smiled softly and turned to the game.
You passed the next few hours in comfortable silence, just watching the game surrounded by noise and people and the rain. But it all just kind of blurred as you stood next to Jughead.
After the game, Archie had invited Jughead and you to Pop’s, which you had happily accepted. Any excuse to go to a place with food was good with you. When the three of you walked in the door, Betty and Veronica were already in a booth. The five of you stared at eachother and betty smiled. “Do you guys wanna join us?”
Jughead smirked. “Yes, but only if you’re treating.” You nodded in agreement as the two girls laughed. “Veronica Lodge.” Veronica introduced herself. “Jughead Jones, the Third” Jughead answered, climbing into the seat next to the window.
“Jughead Jones the Third.” Veronica echoed, her eyes narrowing a bit and a smile on her face. You laughed and pulled up a chair rather than squeezing into the booth. “He really likes the ‘the Third’ bit.”
Everybody was laughing and smiling as you all sat there around the booth at Pops.
And for one shining moment, you were all just kids.