#hermione lodge x alice cooper x reader

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jughead jones

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betty cooper

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veronica lodge

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archie andrews

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reggie mantle

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kevin keller

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toni topaz

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~~Riverdale~~

Characters

Jughead Jones

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Betty Cooper

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Cheryl Blossom

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Veronica Lodge

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Fred Andrews

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F. P. Jones

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Tabitha Tate

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Alice Cooper

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Josie McCoy

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Polly Cooper

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Jellybean Jones

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Thomas (Tom) Keller

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Hermione Lodge

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Ships

Betty x Jughead

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X Reader

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[fanfics4all]

Good Girl And The Serpent

Request: Yes / No  Can you do a Alice Cooper and Hermione Losge threesome with male reader pls? @zealousfiredragon​

Requests are closed <3 Have a nice day/night

Hermione Lodge x Alice Cooper x Male!Reader 

Word count: 883

Warnings: Smut!

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Hermione had been insatiably horny, the kind of horny that guys like me always wished our girlfriends would be. I was excited about this, although I was unsure of what was causing it. I hadn’t done anything different in the bedroom, and things had been the same for a while in our relationship. Maybe that’s why I went through her phone that night. I wanted to see if there was someone or something that was causing this extra burst of horniness. Sure enough, I saw that she had been talking to Alice and the conversation looked very sexually heated. I confronted her as soon as she came back home. 

“You’ve been talking to Alice?” I asked her. 

“Yes.” Hermione said and she flushed with embarrassment. 

“Would you like to tell me why?” I asked. 

“You told me to find us another girl. Don’t you remember?” She asked me sweetly. She was right, I had. 

“Did she send you any pictures?” I asked her. 

“Of course.” She said. She flipped through her pictures to show me some sexy pictures of Alice. I’d never had a threesome with two girls and I wanted to make this happen. 

“Invite her over.” I told Hermione, handing her the phone. I watched as she texted Hermione and within the hour she was at the house, ready for sex. I let the girls go first. I wanted to watch them fuck, take some videos with my phone to jack off to for the remainder of my life. Then I was going to fuck both of their slutty pussies. Hermione looked at me tentatively as Alice pulled off her shirt, but by the time Hermione was in between her legs eating her out, Hermione had forgotten all about me. The girls were in their own world as I filmed them. I watch as my innocent girlfriend turned into a slutty vixen right before my eyes. It was like she was a different person than the one I knew. She was crazed with lust, and getting her pussy licked by Alice was obviously doing more for her than anything I had ever done for her. I felt a pang of jealousy, but I silenced it. I wanted to fuck both of their pussies and getting jealous wasn’t going to make that happen. Hermione was coming hard, her screams loud and shaking with her orgasm. When she was finished, Alice pushed her down to lick her pussy for her. Hermione looked up at me for a moment and gave me a naughtly look that told me she was enjoying herself. I pulled my cock from my pants and stroked it while I held the phone in my other hand, trying like hell to capture every second of Hermione eating pussy for the first time. She ate Alice’s cunt hungrily, like she had been starving her whole life for pussy. My cock was rock hard as I watched Hermione work to make Alice cum. Alice was straddling her face and grinding her pussy with an expertise that I had to respect. This Sperent girl was taking control of Hermione and I loved her for it. I needed to jump in on the action. My cock was really starting to ache and I needed a warm hole. Luckily I had six holes right in front of me. I did my best to prop my phone up so it would continue to record and I pulled off what remained of my clothes. I joined them on the bed with a smile. 

“I think it’s time for me to join in.” I told them. 

“Come on.” Hermione said and they invited me to fuck whichever hole I wanted. I went for Hermione’s asshole since she was a little bit on the stingy side with it. I wanted to feel my cock into Hermione’s ass and I couldn’t believe how easily it slid in. Alice wedged her way beneath us and we made room for her so she could get her mouth on Hermione’s pussy. The sounds that Hermione made while I fucked her ass and Alice ate her pussy will be seared into my memory for as long as I live. They were desperate, horny, and overwhelmed! Hermione was filled with sensations of being fucked and licked and she was screaming so loudly and with such passion that it made my cock so hard I knew that I was going to cum. I gave in to my desires and I unleashed a hot load of cum deep inside of my girlfriend’s ass. I hopped off her and smiled. 

“You ladies drained my cock so fucking fast.” I marveled. Alice was still eating Hermione’s pussy, but them I noticed something really fucking hot. Hermione was pushing my cum back out of her ass and it was dripping down into her pussy. Alice was hungrily lapping up my cum from my slutty girlfriend’s ass. I could feel my cock growing hard again and this time I planned on shoving it into one of Alice’s holes. I didn’t know which hole to choose, but I trusted that at the moment I would make the right decision. It was the hottest night of my life and I was going to fuck as many of their holes as I possibly could.

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Ok, but hear me out, a fanfic where Billy and Stu’s plan worked except Randy didn’t die and told everyone they were the murders. So, Billy and Stu ran away and changed their names. Billy dragged his dad with them and threatened to kill him if he didn’t go along with it. Billy changed his name to FP Jones and Stu to whatever the author wants. They move to Riverdale. So instead of everything happening in their senior year in Woodsboro it was an earlier year. In Riverdale they kinda change the way they act and the clothes they wear so as to not get caught. But you see, when they were in Woodsboro they had a girlfriend. So yes the oc’s pronouns would be she/her. And no Stu and Billy weren’t dating each other, it’s not that I don’t ship them, cause I totally do, I just like it better this way for the story. But back to the point, it’s been about a year since the murders and the oc has developed a bunch of different mental health issues, but she’s still a total badass. So her parents decide they need a fresh start and guess where they move? If you guessed Riverdale, you are correct. And there she becomes best friends with Alice and this is before the Midnight Club was formed. And being best friends with Alice means that she is a lot like her, sorta. And the rest is up to the author.

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Series: First Kiss

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Preference-Riverdale Midnight Club WYTOT

Midnight Club: What You Take Of Theirs

[A/N] I’ve recently been unable to find my “Preference: GOT Starks Courting You” but not to worry I will make it up to you tomorrow with an extra preference. Thank you to all my 100 followers this is for you.

Young!Fp

You LOVED taking Fp’s letterman jacket. It was huge on you no doubt but it felt safe. We aren’t even going to get into how it always smelt like Fp. He actually didn’t mind you taking his jacket. There were worse things you could take, like ALL his shirts. Not even kidding Hiram’s girl won’t stop stealing his shirts. The jacket also meant the football team wouldn’t bother you because you were quote-unquote “Fp’s Girl” Something that earned Mantle a swift kick to the nether regions.

Young!Alice

She didn’t know why but you kept taking her Serpent jacket. You had this “sixth sense” for when she took it off because three seconds after she’d taken it off you’d be wearing it.

“Y/N!” Alice groaned exasperated. You just continued peacefully sleeping on the couch wrapped in the leather. She eventually got fed up and bought you one for your birthday. (Not a Serpent one just a normal leather jacket)

You never wore yours only kept stealing hers.

Young!Fred

You didn’t take clothing from him (he had horrible fashion taste in your opinion) instead, you took comics. He didn’t miss any of them considering you’d only take two at a time. One for you and one for him. Maybe that’s why he never minded but who knows teenage boys are such a mystery.

Young!Hermione

You liked taking her glasses. Not to be cruel or to wear them for excessive amounts of time. You liked taking her glasses off before your loooong make out sessions. For many great reasons, 1 it meant you wouldn’t have them digging into you and 2 it was cute when she’d get annoyed for those few seconds before you kissed her.

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Being in a Poly-amorous Relationship With Hermione Lodge and Alice Cooper Would Include...

Requested by anon:  Being in a poly relationship with Hermione Lodge and Alice Cooper includes?

It was no secret in Riverdale that Hermione and Alice didn’t like each other, wihich was why it was such a surprise that these two called a truce because of you

They mutually decided that their love for you outweighed their dislike for each other

They liked taking care of you in different ways

Alice liked making sure to bring your favorite food and cuddle you

Hermione always gives you presents and making sure everyone leaves you alone

Both Hermione and Alice are very overprotective of you

Always sleeping over at one of their places

Alice loves putting her head on your lap while Hermione loves playing with your hair

They both love having you with them as they work

Hermione thinks you’re the cutest and always kisses you, while Alice thinks you’re pretty hot whenever you do...anything

Always eating over at Alice’s place because her house is very cozy

Being very physically intimate with one another

Weekend cuddles where you’re sandwiched between Alice and Hermione

Usually you’d be sleeping while Alice and Hermione are quietly working from bed

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RIVERDALE VALENTINE’S DAY PROMPTS

riverdale | ahs | twilight | marvel | dc | the vampire diaries | supernatural

The last day I will take prompts for Valentine’s Day will be February 12th. Feel free to send in requests any time between now and then. There are two options for requesting

1) Send me a Character and a specific prompt / trope OR send me a ship and a specific prompt / trope + a shade of pink.

The shades of option let you pick how you want the story to go.

Champagne - smut

Wine - angsty

Candy Heart - fluff

EX. “Jughead Jones + Friends To Lovers + Candy Heart”

2) If you aren’t feeling very creative, or aren’t sure what you want, then just send in “Character + Shade of pink” and I will choose a prompt myself.

CHARACTERS YOU CAN CHOOSE FROM:

Alice Cooper / Archie Andrews / Betty Cooper / Cheryl Blossom Hermione Lodge / Josie McCoy / Jughead Jones / Reggie Mantle Sweet Pea / Toni Topaz / Veronica Lodge

[faithandpositivity]

"He was stuck. Once he called me petal and suddenly he knew he couldn't get out anymore.

I was his. I was his.

And oh, how I wish he was mine, too."

[chocolvte]

Dating Jughead Jones Would Include

- somehow always sitting on his lap, even if there are other seats

- spending 90% of your time at Pop’s eating and judging people

- stealing his beanie and him trying to be mad

- the chill™ couple

- him playing video games with archie while you’re curled up between his legs and his arms are around your waist, holding one of the controllers

- and archie bribing you with food so that you’ll move and mess jug up whenever he’s winning

- wearing his southside serpents jacket and him insisting it looks better on you

- sleeping over at fp’s trailer and jug saying he’s going to make you breakfast the next morning

- finding out the next morning that the only available food is a box of cheerios two weeks past its expiration date

- so you end up back at the andrews house for pancakes while fred and archie tease you by acting surprised

- getting competitive over stupid things

-  fp liking you a lot and telling you to take care of Juggie while he’s in jail

- helping Jughead and Betty at the Blue and Gold and working to solve Jason Blossom’s murder

- pranking Reggie Mantle whenever he messes with Jughead

- bringing him food and supplies when he was living at the drive in

- avoiding parties together

- always being the first person to read any new bits of Jughead’s novel

- sitting in comfortable silence in a booth at Pop’s while he writes and you “help” by eating lots of burgers

- being really good friends with Archie, Ronnie, and Betty

- knowing when to give him space and when to help him when he has problems at home

- being there for him when his dad gets arrested and knowing that there was no way fp could be guilty

- your mom loves him and is constantly asking you how he’s doing and if he needs a place to stay

- your dad respects him and even worries about him even if he wouldn’t admit it

- getting lots of piggyback rides on the way home from school

- eating contests

- texting each other during class and roasting tf out of the teachers and other students

- always being there for each other

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Young!FP Jones/Riverdale imagines - Small Town Part 1

A/N: Look, I know it’s cliché but I feel this story could be really great. I hope you guys stick around for this because I’ve got a good plan for this and I hope you like it as much as you liked ‘Oh Dear’. I rewatched the whole first season to see what I could pick up about the parent’s past and I’m trying my best to include what I can but most of this will be my own creation. 

Overall Summary: Being the new girl is hard when all the attention seems to be drawing back to you even when you’re determined to stay under the radar. 

Pairing: FP Jones x reader, Alice x FP, Alice x Hal, Fred x Hermione, Fred x Mary, Hermione x Hiram, basically a lot goes on in this fic

Word count: 2,607

Warnings: Some strong language

“Honestly, Mom, you are the only woman I know who didn’t improve her situation by getting a divorce.” You shared a sideways look with your mother as you carried in the last of the boxes to your new house. 

“Stop being so dramatic, (Y/n). The town is lovely, I grew up here, everyone here is nice, it’s got a decent school. You’ll love it.” Your mom rolled her eyes at you, dusting herself down as she brought in the last box. 

“It may be lovely, Mother but it’s not Chicago or Los Angeles. Somewhere exciting. If you had just fought Dad a little harder we could have gotten enough money to live like celebrities.” You fell back onto the couch, heaving out a sigh. 

“Yes but it would have gone on forever and I didn’t want that. Fighting with your father would have been like punching through a brick wall, long and painful even if in the end you get through. I wanted this over and done with so I could move on with my life.” Your mother told you, tossing you a rag so you could start wiping down windows and tables so rid of any dust. “And in the end, I won you, didn’t I?” Your mom cupped your cheeks and you shrugged her off. 

“Only because dear ol’ Dad actually didn’t want me.” You swung your arms as you turned dramatically away from your mother. 

“That’s not true, he’s just a busy man and––” 

“––An asshole, Mom. He’s an asshole. You can say it, you don’t have to protect me, I’m not a kid anymore.” You leant on the dining room chairs, raising your eyebrows at your mom. 

“You’re still my kid.” She stuck her tongue out at you and you just rolled your eyes. 

“Oh, and head over to Pop’s, I called ahead to see if I get you a job there. You know, some weekends, some days after school.” Your Mom called after you as you started to ascend the stairs. 

“Pop’s?” You asked,

“A small diner!” Your Mom answered, you slumped against the stairs banister and groaned. 

“So, a waitress job?” You called back. 

“Exactly, now get cleaned up and head over there. It’s a few blocks across.” 

“Can I take the car?” You asked. There was a small pause as your mother thought before she gave in. 

“Fine.” 

“Yes!” You whispered to yourself before hurdling up the stairs to get changed. 

You pulled in at the diner’s parking lot to see a gaggle of teenagers all sat around a car a few spaces down. 

You tried to ignore all the eyes you felt on you as you exited your car and made your way to front door. 

You pushed open the door and pursed your lips into a thin line. There was a faint sound of Sammy Hager playing from the jukebox but the place in general was pretty quiet, but then again, it was a Monday evening. 

You set yourself down at the counter and waited for anyone who seemed to work here approach you. 

“You must be (Y/n).” A young man approached you with a toothy grin, holding his hand out. 

“I am.” You smiled politely. 

“I’m Pop. My daddy used to run this joint but now I do. Your mom called ahead, said you be looking for a job?” Pop introduced himself to you, 

“Nice to meet you. And, that’s right.” You nodded, 

“Okay, well, lucky for you, I do have a waitress opening if you be willing.” Pop offered, 

“I would be willing definitely. Um, what days would I work?” You asked, tucking your hair behind your ears, leaning forward eagerly. 

“Starting tomorrow after you finish school because Kimberley is off due to her engagement party. I tend to leave the night shifts to my employees that aren't still in school but you will have to do some weekends and basically fill in for any shift that isn't taken.” Pop explained, beckoning you behind the counter to the kitchen. 

“Sapphire, here, will help you with anything you need and Henry will help if Sapphire isn't here.” Pop introduced you to a middle aged woman and a younger man. 

“Try not to give out freebees to your friends because in the end it’ll be taken out of your pay check. You get paid every Friday and a little extra if you ever take a shift on for someone else. Now, you do have to wear a uniform but lucky for you, it’s pretty comfortable.” Pop took you into a back room where he got you a uniform. “Hair up at all times because no one wants hairy food.” 

“Sure thing. Thank you so much.” You beamed a smile as you took the uniform from him. 

“Don’t thank me, thank your Momma.” Pop held his finger out to you, cocking his eyebrow with a smile. 

“I will.” You went to leave through the kitchen but Pop stopped you. 

“And (Y/n), always use the back exit if you’re working.” Pop guided you to the door and you blushed a deep red. 

“Of course, see you tomorrow.” You waved goodbye before rounding the side to your car and driving back home, this time able to ignore the rowdy teenagers. 

“(Y/n), do you really want to be late on your first day? Let’s go!” Your mother called up the stairs as you were finishing getting ready. 

“I’m coming!” You yelled back. 

You sighed, staring at your appearance in your full body mirror. 

Riverdale High. A different town, another fucking high school. How perfect.

You picked up your walkman and headphones and then rushed downstairs, snatching an apple from the kitchen before making your way to the bus stop.

It was days like this when you wish you had asked your dad to keep your car but no, of course, he took it from you. At the very least, you managed to steal away his walkman and that would do if you didn’t get your car. 

You kept to yourself on the bus and you managed to keep your head down all the way to the office where you would get your locker and schedule. 

“There you are, Miss (Y/L/N).” The short lady who sat at the front desk handed over you a couple pieces of paper and you made your way to your locker. 

New school, don’t make a fool of yourself. 

You managed to do pretty well for the first half of the day but by lunch, you had managed to lose your winning streak of not being an idiot. 

You had slipped and dropped your lunch, the loud clattering of you dropping your tray drew everyone’s eyes to you and you just had to laugh it off before taking what you could salvage out onto the stands by the football field. At least, there you could sit by yourself and it wouldn’t be odd. 

By your final period, someone actually acknowledged your existence. Well, everyone all day had noticed you were new but were too busy whispering about you to actually introduced themselves. 

“You’re new!” A beautiful girl with thick dark hair and full lips sat back-to-front on her seat in front of your desk, with a smile. 

“Good observation.” You nodded your head, looking up from your notebook.

“So, where you from? What’s your name? Why’d you move here?” She asked, wiggling her eyebrows, intrigued to hear your life story. 

You chuckled and ran a hand through your hair as you sat back. 

“(Y/F/N), moved here from Virginia because my parents split, my so-called-father took off to New York and my mom is from here so decided to move back to her old town for a fresh start. You?” You explained, 

“I’m Alice, lived here all my miserable life but on the Southside.” She introduced herself, holding out her hand lazily to which you shook with another small chuckle. 

Alice went to talk again when you noticed a few eyes had drifted to you both from the front of the class. Alice looked back to where you were looking and scoffed, flicking her thick hair over to one side. 

“You’re typical high school psycho’s, Penelope is the red head, Hermione is the latino and the other girls are the troops they carry around with them. The cute red head boy is Penelope’s, his name is Clifford so don't bother with that.” Alice informed you, you laughed again and shook your head. 

“Don’t worry about that, I just want to keep my head down and finish my last two years of high school. Boys and bitchy girls aren't exactly on my agenda.” You admitted. Alice grinned at that. 

“Tough shit, sweet cheeks. It’s a small town, you can't escape it and you being new definitely can't escape it.” Alice laughed before the teacher gathered everyone’s attention. 

After school, you went home and changed for work. This was the time of day where you really couldn’t escape people and since the diner was the only decent hang out spot besides the drive in, you didn’t realise there would be so many there. 

“Ya take the orders, you bring ‘em to the window, you wait for the bell, you take the food to the customer. They pay at the end, you take the money to the cash register and you put the tips in the jar under register, each jar has a name and you put the money in your jar. Got it?” Sapphire explained, not stopping for breath as she handed you a notebook and pen, you slid the pen on top of your ear and nodded your head. 

“Good. Here’s ya first customer.” She urged you forward to where a very attractive young boy had sat at the counter. 

“Hey, can I help?” You asked, taking the pen from your hair. 

“Yes, you can.” The boy smirked. “You're the new girl, right?” 

(Part 2)

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Riverdale Drabbles Are Officially Back Open!

You can have any pairing you want (x reader, or ships.) 

You can send your ask in anonymously or not, either is fine. Everything is on the table. Smut/Angst/Whatever you want! I have a numbered list under the cut, you can pick one-three of those lines as long as you send me the number and what pairing you want me to write them for. (Yes, this is the same list as before but I added some on to it!)

1. “You lied to me.” 2. “You lied to us.” 3. “Is it hot in here or is it just you?” 4. “Hi, I’m-” “I really don’t care.” 5. “I love you but you really need to stop singing so loudly in the damn shower.” 6. “May I have this dance?” 7. “I need to be happy right now.” 8.” Don’t question me.” 9. “I’m so, so, so sorry.” 10. “I could really go for a swim in a pool full of hungry sharks right now.” 11. “I think I love you. But I don’t want to. I hate you.” 12. “I didn’t see anything.” 13. “Did you just throw a milkshake all over my new dress?!” 14. “Awe, look, it’s Beauty and the Beast up close and personal.” 15. “I’ve been doing nothing but staring at the same page for over an hour and I still have no idea what any of this says.” 16. “You’re so smol.” 17. “My bran is fried.” 18. “Sorry, what the hell did you just say?” 19. “Turn it up!” 20. “I think we should really go dancing.” 21. “What did your mom say?” 22. “What did your dad say?” 23. “Last night was a mistake.” 24. “I need a nap.” 25. “What the hell is that thing?” “It’s a cat!” 26. “Let me be selfish, please, and thank you.” 27. “That was way too close for comfort.” 28. “I really need a taco.” 29. “What are you reading?” 30. “What are you writing now?” 31. “I haven’t slept in over two days, beauty sleep no longer exists in my world.” 32. “You look awful!” 33. “This can’t be happening.” 34. “I can’t do this with you. Not now, not ever.” 35. “You literally answered on the first ring. Were you waiting for me to call?” 36. “What are you hiding from me?” 37. “ Is the moving away from here option still available?” 38. “Please, don’t leave.” 39. “You got me in this mess!” 40. “Happy birthday, baby.” 41. “Not now!” 42. “I’ve always loved looking at the stars. But I find it more enjoyable with you.” 43. “I don’t think I’ve ever been this happy in my life!” 44. “You ruined it. It’s over.” 45. “How creative do you want me to get right now?” 46. “Will you still be here when I wake up?” 47. “Everything has been such a mess lately.” 48. “This is never going to work!” 49. “Look, we tried.” 50. “I think I might be pregnant.” 51. “Will you marry me?” 52. “Give me one night to prove you wrong.”  53. “I want to run away with you.” 

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Jughead x Reader

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Christmas Prompt List

Warnings: Mentions of arguing families, running away, escaping troubled family, found family.

The arguing got so bad that you stuffed a few things in your bag and shuffled out of the side door. You’d walked for a while when someone beeped at you, ready to yell you turned, to see Archie and Jughead cruising along.

“You’re heading the wrong way, home is back there.” Jughead said as Archie stopped. “Oh. Yeah. I was going to see if Betty or Ronnie would let me stay with them for a bit.” you admitted and Jughead scoffed, leaning out of the car window to open the door for you in a dramatic way.

“We’ll give you a lift.” Jughead said as he shoved over so you could squeeze in. You realised that you weren’t going to Betty or Veronica’s when you pulled up at Pop’s several minutes later.

“Isn’t Pop’s closed?” You asked and Jughead shrugged. He held the door open and helped you out of the truck. As you got closer you saw people inside. Pop’s greeted you as you came in and promised your usual, on the house.

“Why is everyone being so nice?” You asked when you spotted Betty, her mother, FP and Veronica with her family, crowded in a booth.

“Because there is moral outrage at your great escape. Did you know that you’d walked for two hours and forty minutes from your house just to get to the main road into town? Your parents hadn’t noticed you were gone when I told Betty we saw you. We passed you twice!” Jughead said as he threw an arm over your shoulder and led you to the booth.

You took a seat and Alice lent over to squeeze your hand. “What’s happening?” Cheryl demanded as she stormed in, looking as ready to fight for you as Toni did, who hurried in behind her.

“Found a lost sheep.” Jughead jokes. You’d forgotten your jacket in your rush to leave and you were grateful that Jughead seemed unwilling to release you from under his arm. Betty squeezed in next to you and held the hand that her mother wanted holding. When you looked in your bag you realised you’d panic packed and grabbed things that weren’t exactly helpful. You would have rather taken the fifty bucks that you’d hidden under your mattress than your childhood bear. Though you were glad it was there now you thought about it. Pop’s came over with drinks and dinner for you.

“It’s not a Christmas dinner but, you’ve helped me so much, I hope it cheers you up.” Pop’s said. Tears pricked at your eyes and you nodded, wanting to thank him but finding yourself liable to burst into tears if you did anything more than tuck into the food.

“Thanks Pop’s. We appreciate it.” Veronica said cheerfully.

“So, you’re going to stay with Alice for a while and if things kick off a little. Veronica has said you can stay there with her, Betty too. There’s more security there.” FP said quickly. He added the last sentence with a sarp glare at the Lodge’s.

“The serpents have your back.” Toni added from somewhere behind you. As if to prove her point Sweet Pea and Fangs barged into the diner and hurried over.

“We got some of your stuff, Archie helped.” Sweet Pea said as he pointed out to Archie and his dad in his truck. You’d been so overwhelmed that you hadn’t even noticed he had left. Archie grinned and gave you a thumbs up.

“Polly has her own place and was more than happy to give up her room, to keep you well and safe. Everything is agreed and arranged with FP and Hermione has even paid for a lawyer on your behalf.” Alice said sternly. Betty scolded her when you burst into tears and hugged you tightly. You felt Jughead hugging you too and then Ronnie joined in, almost knocking your milkshake. Cheryl squeezed your shoulder and when you glanced at her Toni gave you an encouraging grin.

“I’ll pack this up for you.” Pop’s said as he took your food and put it in take away boxes. Alice invited him over for drinks and insisted that for once, someone give him some leftovers to take home. As Jughead and Betty got in the car you smiled to yourself.

“MERRY CHRISTMAS!” Jughead whispered to you as you held Betty’s hand and rested your head on Jughead’s shoulder. Alice and Veronica were upfront, FP was in his cruiser with Sweet Pea and Fangs following behind him, leading the way to the Cooper house.

[dimitrescus-bitch]

Eyes for You (Alice Cooper x Reader)

“Mayor Lodge, nice to see you,” you said as Hermione walked into your bar. You smiled at the slightly older woman and got a glass out to get her normal drink. For the past couple of weeks, Hermione had been coming into your bar and ordering a glass of your finest wine. Hiram would always come in to join her later and the glare that he always gave you never ceased to amuse you. 

“Y/n, honey, I’m so glad I caught you before you got too busy,” Alice said and you smiled at your girlfriend. After she stopped slamming the Serpents in her newspaper, FP had set the two of you up. It had taken quite some time for her to come around to the idea of a date with you, but you were happy when she finally agreed to it. 

“Honey?” you asked, not having heard that pet name before. “That’s a new one.” 

“You like new things,” Alice said and you grabbed a glass for her. You poured her drink and slid it over to her. Alice tried paying for it, but you stopped her. A useful trick you had learned was that if Alice was about to do something you didn’t want her to, kissing her would distract her long enough for you to do the thing instead, granted it a small thing. “I’ll be over there when you have a minute.” 

“Is Betty coming in?” you asked and Alice nodded. You normally didn’t let minors in your bar, even if they were Serpents or Serpent-adjacent, but every now and then you’d let Betty and her friends come in to get something to eat on the house. Even if Jughead could eat you out of business if he tried. 

“You got new stools,” Hermione said as she looked around the bar. 

“No, I came in extra early and refurbished the old ones,” you told her. 

“I’m always so impressed with how well you work with your hands. Hiram, he’s a good businessman, but he never was one to do the work with his hands. I guess once you get money, you stop doing the work you could just pay for,” Hermione told you. 

“There’s something about doing the work with your own hands that makes it special.” You smiled as you looked around the bar. “If I had the funding, I’d close for a couple weeks and renovate everything. Make it look good as new again.” 

“I could always help you out. I mean, you’ve already done so much for me. And I wouldn’t mind you owing me a favor.” Hermione was obviously flirting with you, but you weren’t really responding. You loved Alice and Alice was the only person that you wanted to flirt with. “You’re a very reliable person and that’s hard to find in a place like Riverdale.” 

“Well, men like your husband have either bought them or driven them out,” you said and Hermione frowned. You poured her glass of wine and then went to wipe down the bar. You could feel Hermione’s eyes on you, even as Hiram arrived and they got a table together. 

“Y/n, can I get a refill please?” Hermione asked and you nodded. You poured her a second glass of wine and then wrote it down onto Hiram’s tab. “I’m sorry about earlier, if I overstepped.” 

“It’s fine.” You offered a polite smile and Hermione smiled back at you. She leaned over the bar to kiss your cheek, and when you watched her go back to her table and your eyes landed on Hiram, he looked ready to murder you. 

“Mom, no!” Betty shouted and you watched as Alice marched over to Hermione and decked her. You stifled a laugh and hopped over the bar to break up the fight. Before you could get to Alice though, Hiram shoved you backwards. 

“Come on man, not now,” you said, but he persisted. You moved him out of your way and pulled Alice off of Hermione. “No more fighting. Hiram, I don’t want your wife. The only person I want, the only person I have eyes for is Alice. Focus on pleasuring your wife so she doesn’t try sleeping with other people. I think the two of you need to leave. The advice is free, but the bill for the drinks is up there.” 

“This isn’t the last you’ll be seeing of me,” Hiram told you angrily. He shoved a wad of cash into your hands and you sighed. 

“Thanks for coming,” you said as they left. You turned to Alice and wrapped your arms around her. “That was so stupid, he’s so gonna put a hit out on me.” 

“Like Hermione is going to let him kill her favorite window shopping attraction,” Alice said and you kissed her. “I’m sorry about starting that fight.” 

“It’s fine, but I’m giving you lessons because that was pathetic,” you told Alice. “Please tell me the kid doesn’t hit like that too.” 

“Shut up and kiss me,” Alice said and you happily complied.

[heartlessromanticc]

Good night, Andrews: Archie Andrews

request: HI! Can you write an imagine where Jughead, Archie, Betty and Y/N were the original four before and Jug and her really like each other but Y/N had to move away. Then she comes back while the Jason Blossom mystery (she knows, even about Grundy and V). And when Jug sees her at school, it hits him that she's back but he's dating Betty and it saddens her. But she gets close with Archie again and fall for each other and dates and it makes Jug jealous. The ending's all yours. Sorry if it's long :)

requested by: anonymous

A/N: I’M BACK!! I changed a little bit of this request, but I still think it is good. Also, I AM SO SORRY THAT IT TOOK FOREVER!! I feel so bad that this took so long. Thank you for being patient. I made it long to apologize. xx, aubree

warnings: none that I can think of.

word count: 1,557

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MASTERLIST

Y/N was finally back in her hometown, Riverdale. She moved away about three years ago for her dad’s job and missed her friends deeply. Before she had moved, she would hang out at Pop’s diner with her three best friend’s Archie Andrews, Betty Cooper, and Jughead Jones. They all kept in contact after Y/N left and they told her all about what was happening in Riverdale. They told her about Jason Blossom and how everyone thought he drowned until his body washed to shore with a gunshot wound to the head. They even told her about Archie’s affair with the music teacher, and of their newest friend Veronica Lodge. 

Y/N and her family had been unpacking their house for the past four days, and they were finally done. Y/N walked toward the living room looking for her parents, “Mom, Dad?” 

“Living room.” Her dad called.

“I am going to go to Pop’s and pick up dinner. I might stop by Betty’s house to say hi.” She explained.

“Be safe.” Her mom told her.

...

Y/N got to Betty’s house shortly after she left her own home. She knocked on the door and waited for one of the Coopers to open it. Alice opened the door and told Y/N that Betty was upstairs. 

“Betty.” Y/N called as she was walking down the hall to her room. 

Betty’s door opened and Y/N was greeted with a bone-crushing hug, “Oh my god you're back.”

Y/N laughed, “Yes, I am. Betty, I can't breathe.”

“Sorry.” Betty pulled away, and a look of guilt washed over her face.

“What’s wrong?” Y/N asked, worry in her voice.

“I need to tell you something.” Betty pulled Y/N into her room and the two sat down, “I know that when you left, you and Jughead really liked each other. I don’t know if you still do, but I didn’t want to hide anything from you. Juggie and I are, kind of, dating.”

Y/N looked down at her hands, “Oh. Uh, okay. Thanks for telling me, I guess.”

“I really am sorry.” 

“Betty, it’s fine.” Y/N put a hand on Betty’s shoulder, “He was bound to move on. I was gone for three years, we were in middle school when I left. No biggie. Besides, I heard Archie got quite hot while I was away.”

Betty laughed, “Well pouring concrete all summer is bound to give you muscles.”

“Okay well, I have to go pick up dinner. I’ll see you at school tomorrow.” Y/N told Betty as they descended the stairs.

As Betty opened the door, Jughead was walking up the steps, “Y/N! You're back.” He pulled her into a hug.

“Hey Jug. I would love to catch up, but I really need to go pick up dinner for my family.”

“Oh, okay. See you tomorrow?”

“Uh, yeah.” Y/N walked down the steps, “You two lovebirds have fun.”

...

Y/N got to Pop’s and waited for her order to be brought up. I familiar redhead caught her eye. She got up from the barstool and walked over to the two Andrews boys, “Well, Well, Well. The rumors were true.”

Archie and his father looked up, “Hey, I forgot you were back in town.”

“Ouch.” Y/N faked a hurt expression, “Glad to know I’m forgettable, Andrews.”

“Are you waiting for someone?” Fred asked.

“Just my dinner to be ready. I’ve missed Pop’s burgers.” She laughed.

“Well, here, sit while you wait.” Archie moved over in the booth, making room for Y/N.

“Thank you.” Y/N sat down, “So, Mr. Andrews, how is the business going.”

“Really well. I just got this big deal. It is going to help the company a lot.” Fred smiled.

“That’s great. Did my dad call you about his job?” She reached over and grabbed Archie’s milkshake, “May I?”

Archie nodded and Y/N took a sip. Fred smiled, “He did, and of course I gave it back to him.”

A waiter walked over and handed Y/N her dinner. Y/N stood up, “Well, that’s my cue. Thanks for letting me sit and chat. I’ll see you at school tomorrow Archie. Have a good night, Mr. Andrews.”

“We were about to leave.” Fred informed, “Maybe Archie can walk you home? After everything that has happened in this town, it is better safe than sorry.”

Archie stood up, “Yeah, come on. Let’s make sure you and your burgers get home safe.”

Y/N laughed, “Okay. Good night, Mr. Andrews.”

“Good night, Y/N.”

...

The walk from Pop’s was quite long, but maybe Y/N and Archie had made it that way. They were enjoying each other’s company.

“So, when do I get to hear one of these famous songs of yours?” Y/N teased. A shiver running down her spine.

Archie shrugged off his letterman jacket, “Here. And uh, I have them on my phone. Here.” The two stopped walking as Archie handed her his phone and headphones.

Y/N listened to the songs and pulled the headphones out of her ears, “Wow.”

Archie took this phone back and began walking, “They're rough but-”

“But nothing. Archie, these are fantastic. Are these about, um, well.” Y/N didn’t want to say Ms. Grundy, but knowing about Archie’s relationship with her, the songs could very well be about her.

“Some, not all of them. She was the first person I really felt something for. I had crushes before, but what we had was...I don't know...different.” Archie’s eyes saddened.

“I’m sorry she moved away.” Y/N knew that their relationship was illegal, but she could tell Archie really liked her, so she wasn’t going to point that out. 

“Thanks. I get that what we were doing was wrong, but I couldn’t help it.”

“So, who’d you crush on before her?” Y/N asked.

“You, actually. But, you always were focused on Jughead.” Archie admitted.

“No way, seriously?” Y/N laughed.

“Why is that funny?” He gazed at her.

“I liked you all through elementary school, and most of middle school. I liked Jughead because he paid attention to me.” Y/N said through laughter. 

“Wait, seriously?” Archie stopped walking.

Y/N turned around to face him, “Yeah. You were the first boy I ever liked. I never really had the ‘boys have cooties’ phase.” 

Archie smiled, “Go on a date with me.”

“What?” Y/N’s eyes grew wide.

“I’m serious. My crush on you never went away. It was just hidden.” 

“Hidden?” Y/N stepped closer to Archie.

“Yeah. Like it was always there in the back of my mind.” Archie grinned, “So, what do you say? Go on a date with me.”

“Wow. Archie Andrews, asking me out.” Y/N smirked, “I’d be honored, Andrews.” 

...

After she had gotten home and eaten dinner, Y/N took a shower. 

She wrapped the towel around her body and walked into her room. She threw on some shorts and a loose tank top to sleep in and crawled into bed. Y/N was excited to finally go back to school with her best friends. She had missed them so much and, now, they were all together again.

...

Lunch the next day was something Y/N had been dreaming about for the past three years. Jughead and Betty were sitting on one side of the table while Archie and Y/N were on the other.

A girl walked up to the table with Kevin. Y/N stuck her hand out to greet her, “You must be Veronica. Betty has told me so much about you. It’s nice to finally meet you.” 

Veronica took Y/N’s hand, “You must be the infamous Y/N Y/L/N.”

“That’s me.” She laughed.

They each broke off into separate conversations.

“So, where are you taking me, Archie?” Y/N smiled, thinking about their date later. 

“It’s a surprise.” He smirked.

“Wait, are you two going on a date?” Veronica butted in.

Y/N tucked her hair behind her ear, her cheeks beginning to burn, “Uh, yeah.” 

“You've only been here for like a day.” Jughead grunted.

“So?” Archie stared at Jughead.

“I mean you could have at least given her a week to settle in before you try to get her into bed.” Jug scoffed.

“Who said I was trying to get her into bed? Jesus Jug, what is your problem?” 

“Jughead, Archie asked me out. I said yes. So, no big deal.” Y/N said, putting a chip in her mouth.

“Fine.” He got up from the table, “I have some homework to do. I’ll see you later, Betty.” 

“That was weird.” Kevin pointed out as they all watched Jughead storm off.

“Definitely.” They all agreed.

...

Archie had made a picnic for Y/N and himself. They both were sitting in a small clearing by Sweetwater River. 

“This is a tad morbid, don't you think?” Y/N glanced at him. It seemed a little odd to be having a picnic in the same place Jason Blossom was murdered.

“I didn’t really think this part through, but we can still make the most of it, yeah?”

“Deal.” The two sat and talked for hours catching up on life and what they missed out on with each other.

When the date was over, Archie walked Y/N to her front doorstep. 

“I had a great time tonight, Archie.” Y/N blushed.

“Me too.” He pushed her hair behind her ear, his hand lingering on her cheek. Archie leaned in and placed a kiss on her lips, “Good night, Y/N.”

“Good night, Andrews.” 

[crankpendletonplays-blog]

You’ll always have a home- Jughead Jones

Pairing: Jughead Jones x Reader

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

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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 important thing 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 a home.” 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.