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Request: Can you do a Jughead x reader where the reader is a younger sister of the Blossom twins (she is a sophomore and friends with the core 4.) Anyway she is dating Jughead and is her anxiety disorder gets the best of her and goes to Sweetwater River to do what Cheryl did in the finale and her friends save her? It can include smut or fluff or both I don't mind.

A/N: I loved this request! I decided to make it smut because I haven't yet written any smut so please don't judge me if it's bad haha.

Warnings: SMUT!! Mentions of suicide, angst

Word count: 1'284

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Being the youngest of the blossom children you saw as a curse. Many people thought you lived in a world of bliss and endless money, but they were wrong. Jason had always been the favourite, and ever since his mysterious murder your mother had been only crueller to you and Cheryl. As if it was somehow your fault that Jason was gone. It wasn't of course. You had loved Jason with all your heart and shut yourself in your room for a week when you heard about what had happened to him. Your friends tried their very best to be there for you. Betty and Veronica inviting you over for girls nights at least once a week, Jughead sitting up for countless hours in Pop's trying to get to the bottom of Jason's murder. You were beyond greatful but unfortunately it just wasn't enough. You could no long deal with the constant ache that consumed your entire being. The cruel words from your mother. A life without Jason's shoulder to cry on. You wanted it all to stop, and that was why you had made your way to sweet water river: to be with him once again.

You dressed in your finest white dress, dragged yourself across the frozen sweet water river and hammered down onto it, wishing it would finally engulf you. As you dreaded, you heard shouts from behind you, you tried your best to ignore them but something compelled you to turn and see the faces of your best friends. Veronica. Betty. Archie. Jughead. It was Jughead that suddenly made you change your mind. The look on his face was pure devastation. You wanted to make your way to him, place a cold hand onto his face and tell him it was ok, that you weren't going anywhere. But before you were able to move the ice collapsed from beneath you and everything went black.

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You awoke in the familiar surrounding that was your bedroom. You took a minute to remember all that had happened in the last couple of hours. The last thing you remember was being carried from sweet water river, seeing Archie Andrews' red head bobbing up and down as he moved as fast as he could bearing your weight, and now here you were, warm and safe in bed with a fire roaring in the corner. You thought you were alone until you spotted that unmistakable beanie-clad head, nestled into your sheets at the foot of your bed. "Jughead?" You whispered, hoarsely. His head shot up suddenly so you were able to assess his face. It was red and blotchy and his eyes looked bloodshot and strained. Your heart ached slightly, seeing the pain you had caused this boy. "Y/N!" He bursted out, moving further up the bed to lock his hand with yours and press a kiss to it. "Why are you crying?" You asked him. He didn't speak for a few seconds, just welled up even more. You took this as your cue and swung your legs over the side of the bed, standing up and pulling him into your arms. It seemed odd that you were comforting him, given what had happened, but you could tell just how much he needed it. "I thought I'd lost you Y/N" he whispered "I thought I'd failed in trying to make life worth living for you" he told you, taking your face in his hands. "I'm sorry I-" you began, but he cut you off abruptly. "Don't you do that. Don't apologise. I should have been there for you. I love you." Your breath caught in your throat. Did he really just say what you thought? Jughead Jones loved you?

You didn't need to reply to him, you just brought his face to yours gently and moved your lips in sync with his slowly. It felt so right and suddenly everything that had mattered to you earlier that day, when you had wanted everything to go away, dissolved. Now all that mattered was this boy before you, loving you, giving you a reason to be here. He needed you and you knew you couldn't leave him.

Gently Jughead pushed you backwards so that you were lying flat on your back with him hovering over the top of you. Your lips were still linked in a desperate kiss. You desperate to know you were wanted, him desperate to know you were still with him. Your hands moved to his hair, knocking his beanie clean off so that they could tangle into his soft Raven locks that flopped over his face. Without hesitation your hands then moved to the hem of his shirt. Jughead's hand stopped you. "Y/N are you sure?" He said against your lips, as if it pained him to stop this. "I'm sure. I love you Jug." You reassured him. And with that he allowed you to pull his t-shirt over his head, as he reattached his lips with yours. "Just let me know if you want to stop, I don't want to hurt yo-" he began, but you shushed him with a giggle. He pulled your shirt over your head exposing your bare chest to him, you assumed Betty or Veronica must have changed you to be more comfortable out of your wet clothes. Jughead's eyes took you in, and you suddenly felt very self conscious, crossing your arms over yours chest. Jughead pulled them apart, whispering into your ear "You're beautiful". Your heart swelled and it only made you want him more. You needed to feel love. His lips met your in a faster pace and his hand slowly crept down and reached down into your jeans. His index finger met with your clit almost instantly, making your back arch in anticipation. It moved slowly in a circle before he moved his hand and slipped one finger inside you, then another, preparing you for himself. His lips moved down to kiss your chest as he did so. Your heart was pounding, making him chuckle slightly.

You'd finally had enough of the teasing and began to unbuckle his trousers, giving him the message. You brought his lips back to yours as your hand moved down to his member. He lined himself up at your enterence and gave you a look as if to say 'are you sure' but you just kissed him softly and said "make love to me Jughead." This must have sparked something in him, he pushed himself into you gently, giving you time to adjust to his size. You giggle at how thoughtful he was being. When he finally began to rock slowly back and forth you could feel a heat begin to rise in the pit of your stomach. As he rocked slowly, his lips continued to meet yours softly, with occasional whisperings of 'I love you'.

Request: Hi! Can you do a story in which the reader is Reggie's girlfriend but she and Jughead get along really well outside of school and Reggie gets jealous and keeps picking on Jughead? Reader gets upset at all the bullying and ends up kissing Jughead to prove that he matters to her and the kiss gets passionate and she ends up with him? I know it's a long explanation, sorry 🙈 . I love your writing! ❤️❤️

A/N: Thank you for this requests! I took a break from writing so I'm so sorry it took so long! I hope you enjoy it nonetheless:)

Warnings: Some swearing and violence.

Word count: 1'470

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"Hey babe wanna come round tonight?" Your bo yfriend of 6 months, Reggie, asked wiggling his eyebrows suggestively, whilst resting against the locker beside yours, cornering you with his large frame. "I can't I'm sorry Reg, I'm busy." You told him apologetically, placing a small hand onto his chest. He folded him arms, causing you to remove your hand. "Oh, why?" He questioned. You wondered why he had to know so urgently. "I told Jug I'd meet him at Pops at help him with his novel." You informed him. You kinda hoped he wouldn't asked, as Reggie hated your friend Jughead. Reggie scoffed and rolled his eyes, making you somewhat angry. "That loser?" He said rudely. "Wouldn't you much rather be with your loving boyfriend?" He moved a step closer to you and wrapped a strand of your hair around his index finger, twirling it around in an attempt to be seductive. You shook your head. "He's my friend Reg, you know that." You stated. "And I've never been one to back out of plans." Reggie sighed in defeat, looking agitated. "Fine, but it's your loss sweet cheeks." And with that he turned and sprinted towards his jock friends that you never really had any like for. You grabbed your folder from your locker before closing it and walking the opposite direction. Reggie could often be moody, it was something you had grown quite used to. He knew that Jughead was your friend, but more recently the two of you had begun to spend more time together, investigating and discussing the murder of the late Jason Blossom. This turned Reggie into the jealous boyfriend you never wanted him to be, however he had always been so good at hiding it.

The hot chocolate before you warmed your shivering frame as you sat with it between your hands. Jughead typed away on his laptop, and you watched as his lanky fingers hit each key with such precision. The two of you were currently discussing the topic of Jason Blossom's murder, and throwing around suspects. "Maybe it was someone on the football team?" Jughead joked. "I mean, Jason was captain, and some of those boneheads would do anything for that title." You chuckled at his comment. "Speaking of boneheads" he begun "how's Reggie?" You rolled your eyes at his accusations but replied: "He's good." Jughead and Reggie did not get on. On many occasions Reggie was rude to Jughead, but Jug just brushed it off, and you knew he wasn't always like that, especially not with you. He was the sweetest guy when he was alone with you, he just acted different in front of the other 'bone heads'.

Your phone vibrated on the table, snapping you from your train of thought. "Speak of the devil." Jug mumbled, and started to type once again. You untangled your hands from the hot chocolate mug and swept up your phone to see the text.

Reggie: 'Hope you're having a good time with Suicide Squad. I never see you anymore Y/N.'

You huffed in frustration. You really hated when Reggie disrespected Jughead. He was after all your best friend, and you wished Reggie could accept that. You typed a quick reply in apology, telling him you'd make it up to him, when Jug turned his attention back to you.

"Everything ok?" He asked, a look of concern laced into his featured. You smiled at him reassuringly. "Yeah, everything's fine." You lied. "Y/N I'm not stupid. Is Reggie bothering you about spending time with me?" He saw straight through your lies. You didn't reply, which Jughead assumed meant yes. "You don't have to spend time with me you know. I don't even know why you do, I'm a loser." He stated. You shook your head, hurt that he would even say something like that about himself. "Jug don't say that! You're my best friend and you make me happy, that's why I spend time with you." And it was true. A smile spread across his face and you knew that spending time with him was worth the hassle from Reggie.

You walked the halls at school by yourself the next day. You made your way into the student lounge to hear loud and testosterone laughs. You recognised one to be your boyfriend Reggie. "Stay away from my girlfriend." You heard. Oh god, this didn't sound good. You came upon the scene of Jughead resting against the vending machine coolly, and Reggie stood before his Jock friends who were seated on the couch. "On second thoughts, don't stay away from her. You're such a loser she would never be interested in you." You decided to step in. "Reg..." you began but he cut you off. "You can spend as much time with her as you like and she'd still only be there because she feels sorry for you."

The things Reggie was saying to your best friend made you see him in a different light. Jughead had done nothing to disrespect Reggie, and the things he was saying were not at all true, but it only got worse. "I know how obsessed you are with Jason Blossom's murder. I bet you did it didn't you. I don't want a creepy murderer hanging around my girl." Something snapped within you. Reggie hasn't even noticed you were in the room, but you stormed in front of him. "Oh here's the girl herself. Hey Y/N." he slung an arm over your shoulder but you threw it off. "You're such an asshole Reggie." You told him with a scoff. "We're over." Reggie's eyes flashed with hurt for one second, however quickly returned to his usual look of loathing towards Jug. You walked towards Jughead and linked your hand with his. "Come on Jug lets go."

The two of you began to walk out of the student lounge, when Reggie made a comment that made Jug's grip tighten almost painfully on your hand. "Fine Y/N. I only ever wanted to mess around with you and I got what I wanted." This caused Jug to lash out like you'd never seen before. He flung himself backwards, letting go of your hand, and firmly planted a hand against Reggie's face. You let out a gasp in shock at what had just happened. Reggie was pulling himself up from the ground, blood slowly dropping from his nose, and you pulled Jug from the room as quickly as you could, his face filled with anger and his frame shaking slightly. You'd never seen him like this.

The two of you didn't talk much at all until you arrived at Pops and slid into a booth in the corner. "I'm sorry." Jug muttered. Your brows furrowed in confusion. "Sorry? Jug you've nothing to be sorry for." You told him. He shook his head. "I just lost it back there, and I shouldn't have done because he isn't worth it." It was true. Reggie was not worth it, but you were somewhat touched that Jug would do something like that for you. "I'm sorry." You told him. He opened his mouth to question you but you interrupted him before he began. "I'm sorry that I let Reggie treat you like that and didn't do something about it sooner." Jughead placed him hand on top of yours, that was resting in your lap. "It's ok" he told you.