ғᴏʀsʏᴛʜᴇ ᴊᴏɴᴇs.

ᴊᴜɢʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴊᴏɴᴇs ʀɪᴠᴇʀᴅᴀʟᴇ ⇥ serpent king. ⇥ lit & descriptive. ⇥ violence / trigger warnings. ⇥ matured language (18+). ⇥ ships only w/ chem. Retweet for the fellow Serpent?

|. crazy to have logged in on here again . 🥺 definitely miss my jughead.

| this account will forever hold a special place in my heart. and for those who I once wrote with on here, though you may never see this, just know you were a huge help in my mental health. ♡ I love you all and hope you guys are well ~ !

| I want so desperately to come back but my ship is no longer active and her writer is such a beautiful soul that I wouldn't want to ship with anyone else. :/

| I wish I could get back into Riverdale but the show seemed to have to force weird ass shit and then i was no longer interested. :/

| it's so weird to be back on this account, oml.

| I desperately want to come back to start writing with everyone again but my favourite (my ship/writing partner) person has gone inactive so it just bums me out. :(

He is just going to plant a kiss on @OfDarkSecret's cheek.

| oh, rip to me, I wish life / work wasn't so consuming as I miss this place deeply.

Those words not only tugged on his heart strings, but also tugged a softened smile to his lips that tasted of her gloss. “I love you, too, Betty.” And that was the honest truth.

As he returned the gentle, but loving kiss to her soft, pedal like lips, Jug's arms worked their way securely around her waist to pull her closer, if even possible. These are the moments he missed while at school.

“ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ ᴛᴜᴍʙʟᴇᴅ, ғʀᴏᴍ ʜᴇʀ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ʟɪᴘs. ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ sᴘᴏᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀsᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀs sɪɢʜᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴜɴɪsᴏɴ.”

But of course she is. He's definitely shaking his head, but still proceeds to tug his petite framed girlfriend on to his lap.

She's about to receive all of his love.

| My replies will be short for the time being due to Thanksgiving.

ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ғᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴀ ᴘɪᴇᴄᴇ ᴏғ ᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋ.

There came a soft chuckle, but soon a more lung deepened laugh came tumbling past his lips. “Betty, r e l a x, I've taken it worse from the Serpents. . .” He finally spoke. His hand lifted to gently caress his reddened cheek with his palm, a softened smile on his face.

| I apologize that my replies aren't long, I'm tired.

Shocked, no, s t u n n e d, Jug sat frozen for a brief moment. Did Elizabeth Cooper, the 'innocent' girl, really just full force smack him? I n d e e d she did, and he was proud. “D a m n,” Sharp breath. “I'm deeply impressed.”