Melted [Jughead Jones]

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When our lips touched all I wanted to do is melt in his arms, melt until I was nothing but a puddle at his feet, a sticky sickly pink puddle of bubble gum flavored ice cream.

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Ya'll know the drill. ~preview~ I heard the faintest sound of feet stepping against the wooden dock, but I wasn't afraid. Instead I inhaled a deep breath and leaned back on my hands. The person sat down beside me. Their presence wasn't awkward nor comforting. It was just there. Like I was. I knew who it was. He was often here when I came. We'd gotten used to each other just being there. I found out his name was Jughead Jones and he comes here not for bad dreams-usually-but for issues back home. "Let me guess. You had a dream about being with your crush and woke up sweating to the horrible truth?" He said softly. I found his demeanor oddly soothing. "Actually, I came here for some self-reflection." I replied just as softly as him. He seemed to know what I meant. "Sometimes..." I continued, "I feel so lost its like trying to find stars during the day. One moment everything feels so right and the next its all so utterly wrong I find myself rethinking everything and I just need to be alone."

Lifeline ((Jughead Jones)) 1 by Pa1ge_B3ard

"Cynthia!" That voice caused my head to snap up and meet his desperate gaze. His eyes were pleading and terrified. Even through my tears I could read his expression from there. "Come to the shore and we'll figure this out together okay?" Veronica called again. I stood to join my sister, not taking my eyes off the dancing cracks beneath us until I stood right beside her. My hand found hers. "Thia! I can't lose you! I love you..." The boy in the beanie pleaded. We both sent the group a sad smile. Then rushing bone-chilling water enveloped us. (Book two and three are now out and complete, book 4 is in the process of being written)

Just Friends ▻ Jughead Jones by arios2004

"Just friends? Hah. You sure about that, Jughead? I see the way the two of you look at each other. It's clear that you're in love with her and it's clear that she feels the same way. The only thing I don't understand is why the hell are you with Betty Cooper when you're in love with your best friend." Riverdale ▻ Season 1-?

Nameless ≫ Jarchie by DistressInDisguise

R E A D ▶︎ I N T R O D U C T I O N "How did you know it was me you needed to show around?" "My dad said to look for a good looking boy with bold green eyes and black floppy hair." "So you think I'm good looking." He said. Archie stared at him for a split second, his mouth turning up into a slight smirk before letting out a chuckle of bemusement. "Goodbye." He called before rushing down the hallway. *** The boy had been nameless for as long as he could remember, which despite being 17 years old, is only five years. He was an odd boy to try and get to know. He talked in absolutes, specifically in old English, barely ate, and the only things he seemed to love was Seattle, books, words, and the rain. Archie, on the other hand, was the son of Fred Andrews, the nameless boy's social worker. He was adventurous, different, and to the boy's surprise, cute. Archie was probably the first person the boy had ever come across that stared at him with such neutrality as he did regularly. The boy found that intriguing. Will an encounter of obvious indifference on the boy's first day at school bud into something more? *** ▶︎ ?/?/? ◼︎ ?/?/? DistressInDisguise©

The thing I've never hoped for. I've always read about it, but never actually thought it would ever happen to me... He presses his lips against my temple and holds them there. This is the sign of love and trust and care. This is the first kiss all the boys give you if you're destined to be together. It shows that they'll protect you. Always and for any cost. Disclaimer! This is a fanfiction. I don't own the characters, they belong to Archie Comics and Riverdale. The plot and story is written entirely by me.

Flatline ((Jughead Jones)) 3 by Pa1ge_B3ard

When he put me down, we were both a little out of breath, still happy and in love, but slowly realising what was ahead of us. Whatever events would come next, we would be ready for and we would face it together. "Yeah, we're damaged." I stated, looking down at my leg, knowing the scars lying under my clothing. "Badly damaged." Jughead replied, lifting my head up, my lips closer. "But your love's too good to lose." We stated to each other. I knew I would be with Jughead for the rest of my life. There was no one else I would rather be with and there was no one else that would come close to treating me as well as Jughead.

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Ya'll know the drill. ~preview~ I heard the faintest sound of feet stepping against the wooden dock, but I wasn't afraid. Instead I inhaled a deep breath and leaned back on my hands. The person sat down beside me. Their presence wasn't awkward nor comforting. It was just there. Like I was. I knew who it was. He was often here when I came. We'd gotten used to each other just being there. I found out his name was Jughead Jones and he comes here not for bad dreams-usually-but for issues back home. "Let me guess. You had a dream about being with your crush and woke up sweating to the horrible truth?" He said softly. I found his demeanor oddly soothing. "Actually, I came here for some self-reflection." I replied just as softly as him. He seemed to know what I meant. "Sometimes..." I continued, "I feel so lost its like trying to find stars during the day. One moment everything feels so right and the next its all so utterly wrong I find myself rethinking everything and I just need to be alone."

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