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Anagapesis || Jughead Jones x Reader

Show: Riverdale

Warning(s): None (:

Word Count: 795

anagapesis (n.) no longer feeling any affection for someone you once loved

“Babe, give me back my beanie so I can get back to my novel,” Jughead’s laughter was loud and his voice poked at the line of annoyance as I ran around the table of my living room.

“Why? Me wearing it doesn’t stop you from writing it,” I teased. He rolled his eyes at me as he leaned forward to place his hands on the table in front of me. I wore a big smile and tilted my chin upwards until I couldn’t see him. Big mistake. He ran around the table and threw me over his shoulder, making me squeal and laugh, before dropping me on the couch and letting his dead weight fall on top of me, “You’re heavy! You’re crushing me, get off!” I squirmed under him with laughter peaking out in my words.

“Give me back my beanie,” I hummed in disagreement and stilled under him, “Then we’re going to be here all day.”

“I’m not going to complain about it. I’m fine with a lazy day,” Jughead’s laugh rang around us before he lifted himself onto his elbows and allowed me to breathe. He stared down at me with his lips curled into a small smile. The love in his eyes made my heart swell and my face flush.

“Fine, we can lay here and be lazy but tomorrow, you are letting me keep my beanie so I can write,” I smiled at him again while pulling him down for a quick kiss.

So much has changed since then. I simply felt empty with him, nothing gave me the same joy it use to.

The small smile he would send me over the lip of his laptop when we sat in Pop’s and I did homework while he typed furiously weren’t returned with one that had the same feeling. My smile felt and probably looked forced as I put on a quick front before returning to my work with a sigh. The loving look in his eyes during our weekly movie nights no longer made my heart swell nor did I feel my face heat up in a blush. All I could muster was a smile as I leaned towards him. All the small kisses he would give me before leaving or even just when I’ve been rambling for tens of minutes on end didn’t fluster me. I simply stared at him knowing I couldn’t return the same amount of love to him anymore.

The love that used to exist when he and I met eyes felt like a failed connection as I looked away from gaze and felt a tightening of my heart. It pained me to lead him on thinking that this was still working for the both of us but it pained me even more to break his heart when I know he has been through more heartbreak than I can imagine.

But I was horribly aware of how much more it would hurt him for me to allow this to go on any further than it already has.

“Jug, can we talk for a minute?” I broke the silence we had been sitting in for twenty minutes as I mustered the courage to tell him. We were sitting outside the school on the curb as he worked on his novel for the nth time.

“Yeah, what’s going on?” He saved his work, shut his laptop and turned to face me with concern dawning his features.

“I haven’t been fair to you. I have been pretending for weeks that everything’s been fine between us but it’s not. I don’t know how to really say this but I… I don’t love you anymore. I think we should break up,” I stared at him, fearing the distant look that replaced his concern, “I’m so sorry, Jughead, but it isn’t fair for me to make you think that I love you as much as you love me.”

“I can’t say I’m surprised. You’ve been off lately,” my breath hitched in my throat at the strained tone of his voice, “I’m sorry I wasn’t good enough to keep your love for me going but thank you for the memories we have. I’ll see you around, (Y/N),” for the first time in the past three weeks, I felt something. Seeing his face go blank to mask whatever he was feeling, the forced smile as he stood up and walked away, his usually soft eyes harden as he looked at me, and seeing his back walking away knowing it wouldn’t be coming back… I felt a pain in my chest as my breathing grew shaky. It was agonizing to realise that I broke another piece of an already broken heart.

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Tag: @riverdalemami

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I hope you guys like it! I’m sorry for disappearing >.<

~Ace~

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Update

I almost have two requests finished. Aiyanna’s gonna edit them real quick and then we’ll upload them. I’m so sorry this is taking so long, it’s just a lot going on right now.

~Ace~

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Guys this is important. Not just for my writing but for other writers you like. Reblog our work if you want to keep seeing it because this update is screwing us over. Please!

Can I just...

In lieu of the new tumblr settings, can I make yet another plea with those of you who read fics and consume art on tumblr to please reblog them?   

Fics and art will die on a creator’s dash if they aren’t reblogged.  It’s never been more true than now. 

If you want to keep receiving content from creators, reblog the the content. If it’s something you enjoyed?  Reblog it.  It’s not hard.  I am going to make a point to reblog everything I read from now on.  (With the proper tags of course), as well as all the art that I see on my dash.  

I cannot make it simpler.  Posts WILL die unless they’re reblogged.  No one will see your ‘like’.  Your like is a bookmark for YOU to find it later.  Your reblog means the world to a creator because it means you are willing to go the little extra distance and recommend this to your followers.  

Don’t let creations die on the dash of those who created them.  

Reblog to save a creation.  

Reblog to keep a creator creating.

Reblog, please. 

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Hey can you do an imagine were the reader is jugheads girlfriend and they have a lazy day and it’s just a bunch of fluff some kissing lol thank you

My requests are currently closed. All the posts that are going to be posted are either because I got sudden inspiration or because they were requested before I closed requests. I would be happy to do this request after I reopen my requests so for now I’ll put this on a To-Do List :)~Ace~

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Anagapesis || Jughead Jones x Reader [PREVIEW]

anagapesis (n.) no longer feeling any affection for someone you once loved

“Babe, give me back my beanie so I can get back to my novel,” Jughead’s laughter was loud and his voice poked at the line of annoyance as I ran around the table of my living room.

“Why? Me wearing it doesn’t stop you from writing it,” I teased. He rolled his eyes at me as he leaned forward to place his hands on the table in front of me. I wore a big smile and tilted my chin upwards until I couldn’t see him. Big mistake. He ran around the table and threw me over his shoulder, making me squeal and laugh, before dropping me on the couch and letting his dead weight fall on top of me, “You’re heavy! You’re crushing me, get off!” I squirmed under him with laughter peaking out in my words.

“Give me back my beanie,” I hummed in disagreement and stilled under him, “Then we’re going to be here all day.”

“I’m not going to complain about it. I’m fine with a lazy day,” Jughead’s laugh rang around us before he lifted himself onto his elbows and allowed me to breathe. He stared down at me with his lips curled into a small smile. The love in his eyes made my heart swell and my face flushed.

“Fine, we can lay here and be lazy but tomorrow, you are letting me keep my beanie so I can write,” I smiled at him again while pulling him down for a quick kiss.

So much has changed since then. The love in his eyes no longer made my heart swell and the familiar flush I’ve grown accustomed to over the time of us being together was absent.

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Love’s Creative || Jughead Jones x Reader [PREVIEW]

Your POV…

“Alright, I have a big project for you,” the voice of your film teacher shattered the rare and peaceful silence that surround the room as he almost hopped across the room.

“You’re way too excited for this hour,” I said. He just shrugged and continued his quick movements to his desk.

“So we will be pairing up with the newspaper to create a documentary about Jason Blossom. The Blossoms came to the school asking for this to be done in hopes of raising awareness of the dangers of the world.”

“I wouldn’t call it the dangers of the world as much as I would call it the dangers of people,” my friend, Caitlyn, mumbled.

“Anyway, I have decided to have our two top students pair up with Jughead Jones, the journalist, and Betty Cooper, the editor,” our teacher pulled out a paper and fixed the flimsy glasses on his nose, “(Y/N), you will be working with Jughead and Riley, you will be working with Betty. Betty and Jughead will be in charge of the script and interviews. It is your jobs to make sure Jason’s life at school and with his family is captured and how others saw him. You two have to put everything together in the flawless way you have presented in previous projects.”

“Yes, sir,” Riley and I said in unison.

“(Y/N), didn’t you say that Jughead was investigating Jason’s murder?” Caitlyn asked.

“Yeah, he mentioned it when I ran into him at Pop’s last week. Why?”

“Talk to him about it, maybe he has something you can use.”

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Alright so

Tumblr isn’t letting me copy all of the works in so until I get that figured out, here are two previews of what I had planned

~Ace~

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I feel kinda bad about this work I’m finishing because it starts out all happy but it ends really sad. I’m not gonna release much information on this but it is with Jughead and I know he’s been through a lot which will be mentioned throughout the works. Hopefully I will get that and a request up tonight or tomorrow night but yeah.

~Ace~

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can we know which stories on your masterlist are the "next three"? if that's not classified information?

Love’s Creative,  I Still Want You, and Best Prank will be the next ones.

~Ace~

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Updates

Aiyanna's getting her blog figured out since the other admin was a bitch that's me being nice and deleted it because Aiyanna wanted to leave but didn't know when she wanted to. The upcoming requests are taking longer than planned.

Also, I'm healing fairly well. Everything still hurts but it's a dull pain and I can move but not for long periods of time. Like sitting down to type this out is hurting but oh well.

I might take my hiatus earlier than planned because of everything and if I do, it will be after the next three requests are finished and posted so yeah. I wanted to keep you guys updated on everything since I casually disappear but thjngs are getting done, just slower than I wanted and hoped.

~Ace~

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So what are the last x readers you will be posting before your hiatus?

7- 3 Jughead, 1 Cheryl, 1 Betty, 1 Archie, 1 Cheryl and Archie- and then I have an Archie x Jason request.~Ace~

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Do you sill take requests

|| Nvm I read your bio the requests are closed lol ||

It’s okay, hun. Requests will be open as soon as I finish my drafts.

~Ace~

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I'm Not Like What You Think || FP Jones x Reader

Show: Riverdale

Request: One where the reader is dating fp but is like 21 and her and the core four are at the trailer with fp when he gets arrested reader knows he’s innocent and tells sheriff she did it so fp can rebuild his family. Jughead hated reader at first but comes to like her when she puts her life on hold for fp and maybe just some fluff and she gets out eventually. Fp is upset at first but reader defended herself by saying she doesn’y have a life without fp but he does without her. Juggie. Terrible description:)

Warning(s): Swearing but like everything I write has swearing

A/N: This new Tumblr update made editting this request beyond difficult but it's finally up!!

Word Count: 1670

Your POV…

"FP, are you sure it’s a good idea for us to be holding this? Your son isn’t going to like me so why would his friends? And the area is already suspect for Jason’s murder since the serpents aren’t necessarily well liked," I was freaking out in all honesty. Jughead didn’t take it so well when his dad said he was seeing someone and I don’t think his friends are going to be all that fond of me. I paused in my movements to set out the tableware before looking up at FP while he grabbed some drinks, "Why did you invite his friends, anyway?"

"Listen, Jughead has been through a lot and he’s been set on getting our family back together so he probably won’t be fond of you at first but he’ll warm up to you. But he asked if he could bring his friends so he’d be more comfortable and I agreed," the sudden knock on the door made me jump a little bit before I continued with setting out the napkins. FP smiled softly at me before going to open the door and let Jughead and his friends in.

"Hey, dad," I looked over everything quickly before facing Jughead. He definitely is handsome, much like his father, “You must me my dad’s new girlfriend."

"I’m (Y/N)," I stuck my hand out to which he carefully grabbed and shook.

"(Y/N), this is Jughead’s girlfriend, Betty, his best friend, Archie, and his newest friend, Veronica."

"It’s nice to meet you all. Shall we eat?" I moved to the side to let them all file into the small kitchen and sit down before helping FP with the food.

"It smells delicious, did you cook?" Betty asked me.

"Yes, I did actually," I quickly rationed the food and sat down in my place to eat.

"So, (Y/N), how did you and my dad meet?" I tensed at the stiffness in Jughead’s voice before clearing my throat and answering.

"Well, I had moved to Riverdale a few months ago, a little bit before we met and-" three sharp knocks at the door stopped me mid sentence and I faced FP in confusion.

"Who’s that?" FP got up and walked over to the door with a confused glance. When he opened it, four officers came in with their guns up,

"What the-"

"Quiet, Jones," Sheriff Keller snapped. He started searching the trailer and by this point, all of us were on our feet. The officers joined in and started ransacking the place, "Well, what do we got here?" Sheriff Keller pulled out a small metal case. He brought it over to the counter and opened it as a sickening smile placed itself on his face, "Looks like we found Jason Blossom’s killer."

"What?" Jughead asked. I looked over to FP, whose eyes were as wide as mine, to see him opening and closing his mouth as if to find the words to respond.

"Mr. Jones, can you explain why you are in possession of this gun?"

"I don’t know how that got here, sheriff. I swear."

"But it is in your trailer, Mr. Jones. And your fingerprints are on the body as well. I’m afraid that we’re going to have to arrest you,“ my heart dropped and everything was drowned out until Jughead and his friends yelled.

"What?! He’s innocent!"

"Then explain the gun," thick silence fell around everyone. My mind was racing of ways to get FP out of this situation until it clicked.

"Me. It was me. I placed it here. I killed Jason and blackmailed FP to get rid of the body. Arrest me," I could feel all eyes on me.

"(Y/N), you don’t have to-"

"I have to be honest, FP. I can’t let you take the fall for this after you did what I asked already," I willed myself to keep a blank face while I spoke.

"Are you being honest, Miss (Y/L/N)?" Sheriff Keller questioned.

"Yes, sir," without another word, he motioned for the officers to cuff me and I willingly let them do as they pleased. I kept my eyes down while passing everyone.

~Time Skip~

It’s been four days that I’ve been sitting in this cell. No one came to see me but I didn’t want them to; I wanted to be alone and wait this out.

"You have two visitors," I turned my head to see FP and Jughead walking in. I looked away and closed my eyes, hoping this visit will be short.

"Why did you do it?" Jughead’s voice was harsh. I couldn’t blame him; he thinks I killed an innocent man.

"Jughead," FP warned, "Why did you confess? You didn’t do it, did you?"

"Of course, I didn’t do it. I moved here days after he was killed so I couldn’t have done it. But," I looked at the broken family in front of me, "if I didn’t confess, you were going to get convicted and I don’t think you did it. Plus, you have things to fix that being in jail wouldn’t allow."

"Like what?"

"Your family. Look, I have nothing here but you, FP. You have a lot. You have a job, a home, a family, and friends. Being in jail would ruin a lot for you and I couldn’t let that happen," Jughead looked stiff and FP looked down.

"I’ll get you out of here. I’ll prove that you’re innocent," FP’s voice was stern. He was determined and it made me smile a bit knowing that.

No One’s POV…

"Wait, so she didn’t do it? She just confessed so you and your dad could continue mending your family?" Veronica inquired.

"That’s what she said. I don’t know what to believe," Jughead ran a hand down his face in hopes of quelling some of the frustration he knew was building inside of him. All of this made no sense to him. Then his phone started ringing

"Who's phone is that?" Betty's question was a beat behind Jughead as he reached into his pocket for his phone and saw it was a call from his dad.

"Hello?"

"Jughead, I need you to go Sweetwater River and walk along the edge of the water. There should be a black duffel bag there that has something important in it."

"Dad, what's in the duffel bag?"

"Something that can be used to find out who really murdered Jason Blossom. Now go find it. When you do, take it to the police station," FP's voice settled from his normal tone to one a but more hushed.

"Wait, now? I still have class," Jughead looked up to see his friends wearing the same perplexed facial expression.

"Not right now, but as soon as you can. I have to get back to work, bye," Jughead pulled his phone from his ear as soon as the call was ended.

"What was that about, Juggie?" Betty asked.

"My dad wants me to go find a black duffel bag along Sweetwater River."

"Why?" Archie closed his laptop and placed his hands on the table to lean towards Jughead.

"He says it'll be helpful in finding out how killed Jason Blossom."

"Let's go after school then. We'll be able to see if (Y/N) is really innocent," Kevin chimed in.

~Time Skip bc Writer's Block~

"Why did we agree to this again?" Kevin whined for the nth time along their way.

"We agreed so we could find out who- Woah!" Veronica was in the middle of snapping at him when she tripped and fell.

"Veronica, are you okay?" Betty knelt down to aid her friend.

"Yeah but what was that?" Both turned their heads to find Jughead and Archie kneeling beside what seemed to be the black duffel bag that FP was talking about. Betty shifted and unzipped the bag to find a varsity letterman jacket with their school colors shining in the light of Kevin's flashlight.

Carefully, Betty sifted through the pockets of the jacket until her fingers felt a tear in fabric and started tilting the jacket.

"What are you doing?" Veronica asked.

"There's a hole in the pocket and I know that when I get a hole in my pocket, I lose my chapstick in the lining. Gotcha," she wriggled her wrist until she pulled out a silver flashdrive, "Let's go."

They wanted to know what was on that flashdrive but as soon as the scene was in front of their eyes, they regretted their want to know. Shock resonated in the air as they silently moved to get to the police station and hand over the video.

"What is this?"

"Dad, just watch the video," Kevin said. The time that took for the video to be analyzed and for action to be taken was agonizing. But as soon as Sheriff Keller stepped out of the back room, he went straight to another officer before walking to the door with multiple officers following him. The officer that had a brief conversation with Sheriff Keller walked to the cells as the five pairs of curious eyes following the multiple scenes playing out in front of them.

"What just happened?" Jughead whispered. Before anyone could utter an answer, the officer that went to the cells had returned with (Y/N) trailing behind them.

"What did you guys do?" (Y/N)'s voice was hesitant as she walked up to them.

"We gave them a surveillance video of the Blossom's father killing Jason Blossom so you were proven innocent," Jughead hesitantly explained as the excitement built in the stance and eyes of (Y/N).

"Are you serious?"

"Yes," Archie said. (Y/N) felt a smile overtake her features as Jughead quickly called his dad to let him know about (Y/N)'s now declared innocence.

"I guess, you aren't as bad as I thought you would be," Jughead mumbled.

"Thank you, I think," (Y/N) said.

"Well, we'll see how you fair in my life and my dad's in the future."

@tayrae515 I hope you like it and I’m so sorry it took so long.

~Ace~

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Do you like cole or Dylan

I like both of them but I favor Cole more than Dylan just because I am a lot like Cole

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Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry about your wreck, I hope you feel better soon! Praying for you & a quick & easy recovery! :))

Thank you so much 💖

~Ace~

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Update

So, my friend, Aiyanna, is helping me right now with this blog. I'm thankful for her helping me because she runs like three blogs already and is still in school and is helping me on her spare time. She and I are editting the three requests I have done and we'll post those in a bit. Now, I did get into a crash with a few of my friends and other people. I am still in the hosptial currently but I will be released soon. After Aiyanna and I get up the requests, I will be going on an indefinite hiatus so I can get better. Thank you guys for being so patient. 💖 ~Ace~

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so quick update

i am not ace, i'm one of her friends. unfortunately, was involved in a crash not to long ago and is in the hospital at the moment. she is as okay as she can be but she isn't able to write seeing as her arm broke during the crash and is still being kept in the hospital. she will update you guys as soon as she can and she asked me to make sure the work she had set was complete and ready to upload. so i will get those up for you as soon as possible but i also wanted to let you know what was going on.