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Guess Who’s Back From The Dead...

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I Miss You

Jughead Jones x Reader

Requested? No, I’m so sorry.

Prompts? Again, no. This just came to mind and I wrote it.

Warnings? Nothing.

Word Count? 1028

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“I miss you, Jughead,” your small fingers played with his gently.

“I don’t know why. We broke up, you,” your voice started to tremble. Your hands pulled away from his and you couldn’t bare look him in the eye. His eyes were piecing into you, almost through you, in shock that you had finally returned home and the words that you were speaking.

“You don’t want me anymore,” a breathtaking sob left your body. Even though you were only seventeen, you knew this was going to be one of the hardest things you’ll ever have to do. “And I’m not here to change that.”

Jughead’s expression changed. At first he was shocked to see you back after leaving suddenly, then he started to regret his actions. But after you said that, he didn’t know how to feel.

“I just wanted to see your face again,” for the first time since you started talking, you looked at him. Even if he didn’t know how, or what, to feel, heartache drenched his face as water would in the rain.

And it broke your heart.

Mindlessly, your hand went to cup his right cheek, just as you did many times before you ran away. Instead of pulling away as you expected, he lent into your touch and brought his own to cover yours.

There were so many things rushing through your head. But they were all about him. And the only way to stop that was to leave again.

Yes they say distance makes the heart grow fonder, maybe that’s why you came back, but time away from the hellhole you called home would help you.

“Before I leave, again.”

His eyes were closed as he relaxed into your hand. The pure sadness in your voice forced his eyes open to look at yours. He looked into your eyes, searching for a answer. The answer. The answer to why you’d leave, or why you’d come back.

“Goodbye, Jughead.” You withdrew your hand from his face and he already missed the warmth it had given him. He was taken by surprise as you pressed a light kiss to his cheek.

The rain that had been pelting down since you had arrived at his trailer was still going. Your leather jacket slid onto you and still had some rain on it. You opened the front door and was met with freezing cold air and water spitting onto your face.

Jughead hadn’t moved. He was still standing in the middle of the small living room, his hair a mess and his eyes on everything but you. You stood there admired him for a minute before you left.

His strong arms stood out because of the tight white shirt he was wearing. His hand was still pressed softly to his face in the exact same place that yours was. The crown beanie was left on the couch and Jughead’s thick raven locks tumbled onto his face. He had jammed his hands into the pockets of his light blue jeans that weren’t too tight but weren’t too loose either.

He was perfect.

And you were walking out on him. After he walked out on you first.

The trailer door slammed after you as you slowly stepped down the steps to the ground. You wanted so desperately for him to follow you, to stop you and make you stay in Riverdale. But all too quickly you were walking through the rain and back to the bus station.

It was unclear where you were going to go next. But anywhere away from here, away from him was better then sitting around and being a sitting duck for the next psychopath to enter this town.

“Y/N!” You took a deep breathe and continued walking. Your arms had wrapped around each other to try and keep in as much warmth as you possibly could.

“Y/N, Y/N wait!” His hand grabbed your jacket and spun you around in one action.

The rain had soaked through your bones in the short time you had been walking. Not only your hair but Jughead’s as well was flat from the water. His hand was gripped firmly onto your arm, his eyes staring into yours.

Before you could even speak he sent his lips crashing onto yours. It took your breath away but you still managed to kiss him back just as hard. Your hands glided up his arms, around the back of his neck and up through his hair.

He pulled away first and left you hungry for more. A smile grew on his face, one of he ones that he used to have all the time. One of the ones he used to have before Riverdale decided to become a haven for bad guys.

“Who said I don’t want you anymore? I still love you too, more then you could ever imagine.” This time it was your who started to kiss him. You were hungry and lustful after not seeing the boy for almost a month. He obviously returned the kiss, with just as much passion and primal savagery.

This kiss went on for much longer then the first. The rain still continued to pour around the two of you but you were too lost in the kiss, in each other, to notice anything like rain. Your bodies curved into each other, trying to get as close to each other as physically possible.

“I missed you so god damn much.” He said just loud enough for you to hear of the rain. It was only now that either of you noticed the wild weather happening around you and the likelihood of getting ill after tonight.

“I think we should go back to the trailer, it’ll be much warmer in there.” You grinned playfully as Jughead nodded and started to walk you both back to the trailer, hands intertwined.

“I love you, you know that,” his words were so mundane yet powerful. Everyone had heard them but coming from him, it was like hearing them for the first time.

“I love you, too.”

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May I please request a Will Newman imagine where you visit him in the hospital everyday...just something super fluffy please ☺️

Sure thing, sweetheart! I’ll get started on it right away and have it up as soon as I possibly can. I’m excited to write for Will for the first time, especially since the movie was so amazing. It might take awhile because me and my mum went shopping today and guess who got six new books to read...

Anyways thanks for the request and I’m on my way to start it in the morning. I’ve got the entire day to myself, so I’ll either write or read Shawn Mendes blurbs.

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The team at its best.

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Omg yes of course! Your work is super good and I found your account today and scrolled through it like a stalker 😂 but you are so Gucci and I appreciate you and you are talented and amazing and keep doing your amazing work because I LOVE AND CARE ABOUT YOU!!! 💙💙💙💙

Thanks, now I can’t stop smiling! Lucky I’m in my room and not around my mum who would think I finally have a boyfriend. That’s so incredibly nice and really motivative. And being a stalker is totally normal, I do it every time I find a new tumblr author that is a billion times better then I am.

Am I’ve been referred as ‘Gucci’ in my real life but never online before, feel funny. Lol thanks for being nice. Request please.

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Bro yaaaas please write for will from five feet apart, I’ve been waiting for someone to do that! Love you and your work!!! 💙💙💙

Thank you so much! I loved the movie, I cried four times and have plans to go see it again twice. Will was such an interesting character, he had a butt load of development and it made him into a nicer person. He really evolved as a person, from brooding, angsty guy to a emotional and vulnerable person who would do anything for the girl he loved. It really was interesting to watch that happen within a two hour span.

I’m definitely going to start writing for Will. He’s just someone that I find different to most characters as well he’s played by Cole Sprouse, my actual boyfriend, so that means I kinda have too.

And thanks for the compliments on my work! It really helps with the anxiety and reassures me that people are liking and reading my stuff. So thanks. Feel welcome to send in a request for Will because I will write it.

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5, 11, 53, 58, 61, 74 w Diego?

Sorry that’s way too many prompts for just one blurb. I try to keep it to two or three prompts per work. Sorry!

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When One Stops The Kiss To Whisper “I’m Sorry, Are You Sure You-” And They Answer By Kissing Them More with diego please

The entire night had gone to shit. All you wanted was to go on one day to just relax and be with your boyfriend, Diego. But, since he’s so special and has to be pulled into everything weird going on in the city, the date was cut short by his brother going missing. Don’t worry though, you found him. Drunk. And cuddling with the top half of a mannequin. In the middle of a fucking public library.

So, as you can see, life got pretty interesting sometimes. Too bad this time you were really, really angry.

And it wasn’t even Diego’s fault. It’s just how his life and family effected your relationship sometimes. Especially since his missing brother magically returned right after their adoptive father died. God, this sounds like a train wreak.

After Diego got Five, his older-younger-same age brother settled into his bed. You were out of there as soon as you could get away. Quickly, you got in the car and silently fumed while you waited to either calm down or have him drive you home. It was probably going to be awhile for that to happen either way. Faster then what you expected, Diego arrived to the car and could just sense your anger.

“I’m so sorry, it’s just-” Diego was trying to be the nice guy. He always was. He was what you liked to call a peace keeper. Every time there was a fight, whether it was between the two of you or not, he stops it as quickly as it started. But not this time, you wouldn’t let him. He can’t the perfect one, the right one, all the fucking time.

“No! Don’t just apologise and let it go!” You yelled at him. He visibly swallowed, hard. It was extremely rare for you to yell at him. Yeah there were little thing that you might yell from across your apartment for even scream in laughed when he started to act like an idiot. But pure rage filled yelling? Nope, never.

“I’m angry! And I’m allowed to feel angry,” He needed to be put in his place. People are allowed to have emotions. Everything isn’t allows happy and joyous, he of all people should know that. “I’m sick of this. I’m sick of trying ‘cause it’s not going anywhere.”

His face dropped. He knew what you meant by that. He knew you meant you were sick of him, this relationship. But he didn’t get angry. No, he started to get sad. He fucked up another relationship, this one hit him in the heart the worst. This time, he thought you were the one. The one he was destined for, he always believed in destiny.

“You’re never home anymore. I’m sick of it just being me being home and going to work. There no point of loving someone if they’re never around.” It was sad. It was also the truth. But it’s been told before, the truth isn’t happy. It never is. The truth is sad, and sometimes it’s hard to accept but that’s just life. And life is the truth.

Before you could continue on, Diego pressed his lips against yours. It was the same as your very first kiss. Sweet yet rough, his lips were soft and yours were a bit chapped and covered in lipgloss. It made you feel young again. Way back to when the two of you first met, back when you were like twenty-three. It was incredible.

“I should-shouldn’tof done that-that. I’m sorry, so-so sorry. Are yo-” started to stutter out. God he was so nervous, it really was your first date all over again. You didn’t want him to be nervous. So to shut him and and to calm him down, you kiss him again.

Even though you didn’t get the normal life with a normal guy, that’s what you signed up for. He did say I’m the first date that he wasn’t your normal everyday guy but you just thought he was trying to be funny. It’s too late now to go back though, and even if you could, you wouldn’t. Somehow, you loved your perfectly disfunctional life with you just as disfuncational boyfriend.

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lol remember when I used to write?!

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I can’t post if I have no ideas!

I want to write post and produce for you guys, but I’m dry. Fresh out of ideas because my brain has been numb with the boring shit I do at school. Requesting gives me something and also lets me know that people are reading and little shit. So, I stand here, begging you, I’m on my knees, to please request with whoever. You all know who I’m writing for. Go at it! I won’t judge with how much you request and with who and what prompt! Come on!

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I made it better

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Doing these for Klaus Hargreeves, Diego Hargreeves, Ben Hargreeves, Five Hargreeves, Archie Andrews, Jughead Jones, Veronica Lodge And Will Newman.

Prompt List

I compiled some prompt lists I found to form a list of 76 kiss prompts. Send in a number and a character and one of us shall write a one shot based on it. 

“Good morning” kiss

Kiss on the forehead 

Drunk/sloppy kiss

Awkward kiss 

Angry kiss 

“I’m sorry” kiss 

“I’ve missed you” kiss 

Seductive kiss

“War’s End” kiss 

“Goodbye” kiss

“I almost lost you” kiss

Kiss on the nose 

Kiss on the ear

Kiss on the neck

Kiss on the back 

New Year’s kiss

Needing to kiss to hide from bad guys

“I do” kiss 

Shy kiss 

Surprised kiss 

Kiss on a dare 

Sad kiss 

Exhausted parents kiss 

Kiss of life 

Kiss inspired by a song

Jealous kiss

Giggly kiss

First kiss 

Last kiss 

Kiss under a full moon

Kiss at dusk 

Kiss at dawn

Kiss in a dream 

Returned from the dead kiss 

Themed kisses

“We can never be together” kiss 

It’s-the-end-of-the-world kiss

Awkward teenage crush kiss

Spin the bottle kiss

Hiding/hoping not to be caught kiss

Forbidden kiss

Sated kiss

Soft kiss

Tender kiss

Passionate kiss

Long kiss

Quick kiss

Morning kiss

Before Bed kiss

In Secret kiss

Public kiss

Accidentally Witnessed kiss

Against a wall kiss

Against a Locker kiss

True Love kiss

Caught off-guard kiss

Breaking The Kiss To Say Something, Staying So Close That You’re Murmuring Into Each Other’s Mouths

Moving Around While Kissing, Stumbling Over Things, Pushing Each Other Back Against The Wall/Onto The Bed

Kissing So Desperately That Their Whole Body Curves Into The Other Person’s 

Throwing Their Arms Around The Other Person, Holding Them Close While They Kiss

Hands On The Other Person’s Back, Fingertips Pressing Under Their Top, Drawing Gentle Circles Against That Small Strip Of Bare Skin That Make Them Break The Kiss With A Gasp

Lazy Morning Kisses Before They’ve Even Opened Their Eyes, Still Mumbling Half-Incoherently, Not Wanting To Wake Up

Routine Kisses Where The Other Person Presents Their Cheek/Forehead For The Hello/Goodbye Kiss Without Even Looking Up From What They’re Doing

Being Unable To Open Their Eyes For A Few Moments Afterward 

One Small Kiss, Pulling Away For An Instant, Then Devouring Each Other 

Staring At The Other’s Lips, Trying Not To Kiss Them, Before Giving In

When One Stops The Kiss To Whisper “I’m Sorry, Are You Sure You-” And They Answer By Kissing Them More

A Hoarse Whisper “Kiss Me”

Following The Kiss With A Series Of Kisses Down The Neck

Starting With A Kiss Meant To Be Gentle, Ending Up In Passion

A Gentle “I Love You” Whispered After A Soft Kiss, Followed Immediately By A Stronger Kiss

When One Person’s Face Is Scrunched Up, And The Other One Kisses Their Lips/Nose/Forehead 

Height Difference Kisses Where One Person Has To Bend Do Wn And The Other Is On Their Tippy Toes 

Kisses Where One Person Is Sitting In The Other’s Lap 

Kisses Meant To Distract The Other Person From Whatever They Were Intently Doing 

Top Of Head Kisses

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By the feed back I’m receiving you all want this! I’m now accepting requests for RIVERDALE: Archie Andrews, Jughead Jones, Veronica Lodge

THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY: Diego Hargreeves, Klaus Hargreeves, Five Hargreeves(aged up only), Ben Hargreeves

As well as Will Newman for Five Feet Apart.

How would you guys feel if I started writing for more people? Veronica is someone that I’m really interested in writing for. I’ve seen Five Feet Apart so I wouldn’t mind writing for Will. Another one I’ve kinda wanted to start writing for is The Umbrella Academy, most of the sibling would be fun to write. Let me know what you think.

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How would you guys feel if I started writing for more people? Veronica is someone that I’m really interested in writing for. I’ve seen Five Feet Apart so I wouldn’t mind writing for Will. Another one I’ve kinda wanted to start writing for is The Umbrella Academy, most of the sibling would be fun to write. Let me know what you think.

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HOLD ON!!!

Was I the only one who didn’t realise that Number One/Luther from The Umbrella Academy was Jeff from Doctor Who?!!! Why did no one tell me!!

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“Forget it. You ducking suck.” With Archie Andrews cause he my angsty bae

“Forget it. You Fucking suck.”

You were done trying. If he couldn’t even make time for one date, then what was even the point anymore? Having the title of dating someone? being the power couple? It all meant nothing if it wasn’t true.

“Babe, I’m-I’m Sorry,” Archie said, jumping forwards and grabbing your arm. He had desperation in his eyes, it was almost as if he cared. “Please, just give me one, one more chance.”

With all the force you could muster, you yanked your arm out of Archie’s strong grip. Tears started brimming in your eyes out of heartache, telling him a final goodbye would be hard but it was what was best. You knew it deep down and so did he.

But he still wouldn’t let you go.

“Don’t. Just don’t.” You breathed. “Don’t try now! After all the chances I’ve given you, not now.”

It was at that very moment you saw Archie’s heart break. In his eyes, you had just stuck your hand deep into his chest and retrieved his heart. Blood started to ooze out and you threw his heart onto the cold kitchen floor. It was a story Archie had lived many times but this one happened to hurt most.

“Go then. If you don’t want to be here, then just leave!”

Anger, the one thing that you always hated in Archie. He turned to the worst emotion first. It took over his brain and too many times had you been scared that he’d kill someone without even thinking. It was one of his many flaws that had gotten better over time. Now it was back and worse then you have ever seen it before.

“Goodbye, Archie.” And with that, you were gone.

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five word prompts

[inspired by this]

“actually… i just miss you.”

“alright, i’ll leave you alone.”

“and slowly… i was forgotten.”

“and then everything just disappears.”

“and where do i go?”

“anyone could tell from here.”

“are you finishing that or…?”

“are you stupid or stupid?”

“anything, just call me, okay?”

“bitch better have my money.”

“bro… that’s so… not cool…”

“but did you do it?”

“call me now. it’s urgent.”

“can’t you listen to me?”

“cross that. don’t answer that.”

“don’t even think about it.”

“don’t you dare walk away.”

“do it. i dare you.”

“did you think i forgot?”

“eventually… you just move on.”

“even if you still do.”

“everything will fall into place.”

“fight me, you attractive stranger.”

“for once, i need you.”

“for once… i was right.”

“for once… i was wrong.”

“forget i even asked you.”

“forget it. you fucking suck.”

“fuck’s sake, what’s your problem?”

“fuck off. i mean it.”

“give and take. that’s life.”

“great. perfect. nice. fuck this.”

“have you lost your mind?”

“hello? it’s me. i was-”

“hey… that wasn’t so nice.”

“here’s a glass of whatever.”

“how about a hug, hm?”

“how about you make me?”

“i haven’t forgot you yet.”

“i can’t be around you.”

“i don’t need you, really.”

“i don’t need this now.”

“is this your first time?”

“it’s just a cut, really.”

“it wasn’t me, i swear!”

“i said i love you.”

“just don’t fuck it up.”

“just… come back alive, okay?”

“just make sure you’ve eaten.”

“kick his ass for me.”

“killed him? wait, what, literally?”

“life really sucks. feel better.”

“letting go hurts… a lot.”

“let me live, will you?”

“no, i don’t need you.”

“nothing can hurt me now.”

“nothing matters anymore to me.”

“okay it was me… so?”

“people lie all the time.”

“pipe the fuck down, asshole.”

“please, you can’t die now.”

“please don’t leave me alone.”

“quiet. they can hear us.”

“quick! give me your phone!”

“quicker, you freaking piece of-”

“quit it or i’ll bite.”

“quit staring! they’ll notice us!”

“really? do i look stupid?”

“real smooth, tripping over air.”

“rise and shine, sweet thing.”

“rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.”

“seriously? give me a break.”

“so… what are we now?”

“so… did you miss me?”

“so… can we go eat?”

“so… when’s the next flight?”

“so… how did everything go?”

“sometimes, i wish you died.”

“so what? you did it.”

“time passes slower without you.”

“then what do you suggest?”

“the fuck? who are you?”

“then you tell me why.”

“this is not working out.”

“this isn’t what i wanted.”

“this is all a fucking disaster.”

“when did it all happen?”

“who knew you’d be here?”

“why do i even bother?”

“why do i love you?”

“why didn’t you tell me?”

“you’re just… so, so stupid.”

“you can’t be here now.”

“you look like an accident.”

“you really need to go.”

“you know who to call.”

“zero fucks given. next please.”