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Hey Guys. I wanted to make my Kinktober and whumptober prompts easier to find. So if you look at the top of my page you will now see tabs. For both of them Along with a master list for my Don’t Trust Dumbledore fanfiction.


I’m horrible at changing my tumblr and have no real skill at doing it. I wanted to make pages where you could find them and have them on the side under my pic and description but have no idea how to do that. So i hope the tab thing works. :)

Road trip! (Jughead Jones x reader) (1/?)

Summary: The gang goes on a road trip, and the car ride gets interesting. (For the location i’m using Rockland County, NY.)

Archie closed the trunk of the pick-up truck. “Everyone set?”

The trip was going to be interesting to say the least. Especially when you’re going to be trapped in the car with your long-time crush and your two best friends won’t stop teasing you about it.

Climbing into the truck, you realized you got stuck with the middle, wedged between Veronica and Jughead. Archie was driving first, and you were going to rotate drivers so no one fall asleep at the wheel. Betty sat in the passenger seat.

“Alright ladies, let’s get this show on the road” Archie smirked. Jughead rolled his eyes.

You were driving across country. Coast to Coast, Riverdale to California. It was a little over a 44 hour drive.

11:00 AM, Hour 0:

“Does anyone have any snacks?” Jughead asked.

His question was answered when Betty threw a bag of Sour Patch Kids at his face.

“Ow.”

You grabbed a handful of the sweet and sour candy, causing Jughead to whine.

This was gonna be a long car ride.

“Shit. Does anyone have an earbud I can share? I left mine at home.” You cursed, rummaging through your bag.

Jughead sighed, and held out one of his earbuds. You grinned brightly.

“My savior!” You exclaimed, laying your head on his shoulder,.

Veronica stared at your bag, the corners of her lips turning up into a smug smile.

Hanging out of your bag, just out of Jughead’s sight, was your earbuds.

12:00 PM, Hour One:

The excitement had died down, and the car was nearly silent.

“Oh my god Betty,” Veronica said, getting the blonde’s attention. “Look at them!”

Betty looked back, seeing you and Jughead practically curled up together in the seat, your head on his shoulder.

“Awww!” She laughed, getting her phone out to snap a photo.

“They’re adorable,” Veronica gushed, looking at you two with adoration.

After a short half hour, you lifted your heavy head off of Jughead’s shoulder and cracked your neck. Blushing, you realized just exactly where you had just fallen asleep. Picking up your phone, you smiled and ignored Betty and Veronica’s knowing smirks.

1:00 PM, Hour Two:

The truck was approaching a field of horses.

“Horses.” You said nonchalantly, pointing.

Everyone gazed out the window for a second, before resuming to what they were doing.

2:00 PM, Hour Three:

We decided to let Jughead drive after the first nine hours, giving everyone their fair share of driving.

“Can you move your seat up?” Jughead asked, struggled to move his legs around as Archie’s seat provided no leg room.

“No.” He said, smiling smugly.

“Dickbag”

3:00 PM, Hour Four:

“Nobody let me eat anything else from this point forward.” Veronica grumbled, rubbing her stomach.

“You’re the one who decided to eat a whole sleeve of Oreos.” Archie pointed out.

She glared at him.

8:00 PM, Hour Nine :

It was Jughead’s turn to drive, so we pulled over at a rest stop and decided to grab some dinner. The sun was setting, and the sky was painted with strokes of pink, orange, and yellow, complete with a dark orange sun fading under the horizon.

Pizza was the group’s choice of dinner. Betty brought it back to the car after everyone had used the bathroom. By now everyone was starving, sick of eating candy and chips.

You sat in the passenger seat now, Jughead in the drivers seat. In the back seat, Betty was sandwiched in the middle between Archie and Veronica.

We pulled out of the rest stop, and continued on the never ending journey.

11:00 PM, Hour Twelve:

By now, Archie and Betty were asleep. Veronica was awake, watching TV on her phone. You gazed at the boy sitting next you. Without realizing it, you were smiling like a love sick puppy.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” He laughed softly.

“I would rather stare at your face than another god damn stalk of corn.” You weren’t completely lying, but you couldn’t exactly just tell him the truth.

He laughed, but didn’t say anything.

“Penny for your real thoughts?”

“Shut the fuck up Jones.”

1:00 AM, Hour Fourteen:

Your eyelids felt like blocks of cement, and it was taking everything in you to not just give into sleep.

Through the sunroof, the millions of twinkling stars blinked back at you. You grinned.

Your smile only widened when you looked over and saw him staring back at you, a faint smile dancing across his features.

You fell asleep shortly after.

5:00 AM, Hour Eighteen:

Jughead was shaking you gently, and your eyes blinked open. Running on three hours of sleep and a ton of shitty food, you were shocked you were still alive.

“You’re turn.” He smiled sympathetically.

We got out of the car and switched seats, him now taking the passenger seat and you in the driver’s.

He leaned his head up against the window, and fell asleep.

The (only) good part about driving this early was that you got to watch the sun creep over the horizon, it’s rays mocking you with their senseless energy.

Oh yeah, and the fact that Jughead looks adorable when he’s asleep. Beanie-less, his hair was a mop of black, you could barely see his face.

8:00 AM, Hour Twenty One:

One by one, everyone slowly awoke.

“Holy shit I need food.” Veronica stated, a far cry from her claim yesterday.

Veronica was probably the most cranky when she was hungry, so you decided it was best for everyone that she got her food immediately.

The car swerved, making a sharp turn onto the nearest exit, leading you straight towards a classy McDonalds.

“I’m not gonna make it to California,” Betty sighed as she took a bite out of her breakfast wrap.

“I don’t think any of us are going to.” Archie replied, stretching.

Your sleep deprived body couldn’t even attempt to make conversation. Sipping your espresso, you wished you were cuddled up with Jughead again.

“Does anyone have the Peach Rings I packed?”

Thwap.

You had to suppress a giggle as Betty threw the candy, hitting Jughead square in the face again.

10:00 AM, Hour Twenty Two:

“I have to use the bathroom.” Archie said abruptly.

You pulled into another rest stop, and everyone used the bathroom, bushed their teeth, and changed their clothes.

Basically, we all tried to make ourselves feel less like a sewer rat that had just crawled to the surface.

Betty decided to stock up on fruit and vegetables, seeing how sick everyone felt from their road trip diet.

You got another cup of coffee, giving your body another shot of caffeine so that you wouldn’t crash the car.

11:00 AM, Hour Twenty Four:

It’s official. We’ve been on the road for a whole day.

You felt twitchy, your fingers tap dancing along the steering wheel. The coffee did it’s job of keeping you awake, but you suppose that one of the side affects was the feeling of impending doom washing over you.

You exhaled heavily, attempting to release the anxiety from your veins.

Two more hours to go. You could do this.

Yeah. Totally.

12:00 PM, Hour Twenty Six:

“I-spy with my little eye something Green.”

“Are you fucking kidding me Archie? Green? We’re driving through the country for fucks sake!” Veronica aggressively stated.

You giggled loudly, the exhaustion finally hitting you.

“(Y/N)’s hoodie?”

“See Veronica, Jughead’s got it”

“Fuck off”

1:00 PM, Hour Twenty Seven:

“Chief called, he said this ain’t it.” You laughed at your own joke, too tired to even think rationally.

Your position as driver had finally ended.

Death of a Bachelor - Part 3

A/N: Surprise!

As the driver rounded the bend that sprawled along the coast, a large, modern house sat overlooking a pristine white beach. Your eyes were fixed out the window in awe of the view. It was a breathtaking spot with a view straight from your dreams. It was everything you aspired to have; it was the reason you went into business for yourself- to retire happy in a nice house on the beach. Logan leaned in closer to you, his breath warm on your shoulder.

Keep reading

Jughead: You destroyed Sunny Side Trailer Park.

Betty: You bought my families news paper.

Veronica: You framed Archie for murder!

Hiram: I’m not going to sit here and listen to you accuse me of things I clearly did.

tired-lupin  asked:

You are an absolute angel for posting the advice masterlist there was so much good and genuine advice and I am so motivated to do more stuff and get better so thank you for that

((OOC: Why thank you, sweetie! I’m so glad to hear that it motivates you to do more RP holy moly!

I will keep adding more resources as time goes on and I do more searching on everyone’s blogs. But if you know any good ones I haven’t added yet please send em my way!))

Flowers Bloom Soulmate!AU (Jughead Jones x reader)

Summary: When your soulmate is injured or hurt, flowers bloom on your body where the damage was inflicted.

Let me know if you want a part 2!!

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Some called it a curse, a horrible form of torment. Some called it beautiful and poetic.

You were only a few months old when a small carnation bloomed on your forehead. Your parents thought it was adorable, and you, unaware of it’s meaning, played with it with your small fingers.

Now, in high school, you fully understand the flower’s meaning. Every now and then a flower would bloom, maybe a rose on your cheek or a small buttercup on your lip.

Betty Cooper was your best friend, therefor you adopted her clique of friends as well.

Today was no different than any other day, except maybe for the fact that you decided to stay up until 3 in the morning typing out the english essay you left yourself to do the night before.

You trudged into the kitchen, bags dark under your eyes.

“Good morning!” Your mother chirped.

“Good morning mom.” You slurred sleepily.

She shot you a sympathetic smile and you began making your breakfast. Deciding to eat a little healthy today, you started making some avocado toast.

You moved slowly as you began slicing it open. Taking your knife, you dug it into the pit and attempted to twist it out. However, your sleepy mind wasn’t working correctly and the knife slipped and sliced your finger open.

You walked into school that day with a rather large bandage wrapped around your finger.

“What happened!” Betty asked, examining the bandage.

“I’m an idiot, that’s what happened.”

You both walked into history, and she took her seat next to you.

“Archie, Betty, Veronica and I are meeting tonight at Pop’s. Wanna join us?” Jughead asked from the seat beside you.

“I have to work tonight.” You said glumly. With the whole Black Hood thing going around, you friends haven’t exactly had time to spare.

“I feel like I haven’t seen you in forever, I’ve been so busy with the Blue and Gold.” He said sadly.

The bell rang and class started.



That night at Pop’s, Betty sat with her friends, laughing at something Veronica had said. When she turned her head, something caught her eye.

“Jug, what’s that on your hand?” She asked curiously.

“It’s just a flower.” He held up his hand, and sure enough, a bright lantana flower was blooming from one of his fingers. “Why?”

“No reason, just…curiosity,” she said, internally smiling to herself.

“If you say so,” he says.



Betty shot you a text later that night.

Meet me at Pop’s for coffee tomorrow morning! :)’

You gladly accepted.



The next morning, Betty walked into Pop’s and saw you sitting alone waiting for her.

“You are never going to believe this,” She says, her eyes wide and excited.

“What?”

“So last night, we were at Pop’s, and all of a sudden I saw something out of the corner of my eye,” she begins, “It was a flower. On Jugheads finger.” She says, glancing at the bandage on your hand.

“You can’t possibly think that they’re connected,” you laughed. “Betty come on, he’s not my soulmate.” It’s not that you didn’t want him to be your soul mate, it’s just that you couldn’t believe that you were going to meet your soul mate in your sophomore year of high school. It just seemed too early.

“Come on! Don’t you think that it’s a little coincidental?” She asked, sipping her coffee.

“People cut their fingers all the time, it’s nothing.” You stated matter-of-factly.

“Whatever you say, (Y/N)”



The next day, at lunch, you did spot the bright lantana on his finger. Betty was right, it was in the exact spot where you cut yourself.

You looked away. It was just a cut, there’s no way they’re linked.



A week later, you and Archie were walking home from school, (your houses were relatively close, and you had stayed after to study for a math test), when you tripped on a raised sidewalk.

You fell with your hands forwards, attempting to catch yourself, but all you did was land on your wrist.

“You ok?” Archie asked as he helped you up.

“Yeah, fine, just landed on my wrist.”



Later that day, your phone was ringing.

“Guess what?” She asked, unable to contain her excitement at this point.

“What’s up B?” You asked, laying on the couch.

“So Archie was just telling me how you had an unfortunate fall today…”

“…And?” You questioned.

“Well he was with Jughead today too, and he had a thin vine of flowers wrapping around his wrist,” she smugly stated.

“Ok, I admit, that’s extremely coincidental.” You sighed, admitting defeat.

“How about tomorrow, at lunch, I’ll prick my finger with a needle. If his finger flowers, we’ll know if your theories are correct!” You exclaimed.



You had taken a needle from your grandmother’s sewing kit, and packed it with your lunch.

The whole day you were jittery, what if Jughead was your soulmate? Hell you barely knew him. Sure you were friends, but you knew him about as much as you knew Archie.

When lunch arrived, you sat at your usual seat at the table, it was just you and Betty until everyone else got there.

“Betty, I don’t know if I can do this, I mean what if he really is my soulmate? We’re only 16!” You whispered shakily.

“You’re going to be fine! I mean if you don’t do this now, maybe you’ll never know.”

Once everyone was here, you fiddled with the needle under the table. Steadily, you slowly pushed the needle into your finger, retracting when a small dot of blood cake out of the puncture.

You looked up and met Betty’s eyes, she was smiling. Why was she smiling?

You looked over at Jughead’s hand, which, on his right index finger, a small white flower had bloomed.

anonymous asked:

can I request some new fics that are like a coming of age type story, kinda like brotherhood? thanks for all the work you guys do xx

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not crying on a sunday 

A Caged Bird Never Sings 

stars don’t align 

Cotton Candy

Strawberries & Cigarettes 

love is patient, love is kind

cornerstone

You’ll Always be You 

you wish i was yours (and i hope that you’re mine)

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springlady  asked:

I just discovered you and your The Exception story and IM DYING TO KNOW MORE !!! could I be tagged in anything about it? <3

Dear @springlady Thank you so much for you enthusiasm! I absolutely sucks at editing masterlist, so I will do my best to send you all the chapters on your DM.

The Exception and all my works are available on Wattpad, quite easier to read than here.

Enjoy reading and give feedback, it’s always appreciated!!

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The Exception

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Kill Shot

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