#archie andrews blurbs

[avenging-fandoms]

how archie got down on his knees in the latest ep of riverdale... get down on your knees in front of me please

archie’s hand laid on your thigh as he drove you home, singing softly along to the song the riverdale radio station played. you laid your hand on top of his, smiling.

archie’s hand slowly trailed up your leg, squeezing your inner thigh. you gasp softly and buck your hips slightly, making archie smirk at your reaction. he does it again, your hand gripping his. “arch..”

“what? just resting my hand on my beautiful girlfriend” he rubs your thigh with a smile on his face, making you huff and he slows at a stop sign, and you make your move. your hand holds his thigh, too close to his semi hard on, and now it’s archie’s turn to gasp.

“what? just resting my hand on my handsome boyfriend, who is so in for it when we get home” you whisper in his ear. he slightly moans and you pull your hand away. “drive” you whisper and he swallows, pressing a little harder on the gas pedal. he pulls into the drive way, and is relieved when he doesn’t see his mom’s car.

you take your time getting out of the car, while archie rushes to the front door. you smirk and he hides behind the door, watching as you take your time. he kicks off his shoes and you walk into the room, archie sitting there with begging eyes.

he sits on his bed and takes off his shirt. you smirk, taking off your shoes and your shirt. archie’s eyebrows furrowed as he grew needier, his eyes watching you like a hungry predator stalking his prey. “i need you..”

“aw.. that’s so cute.. too bad you have to earn me” he whines and grips his jeans, his boner painfully pressing against his tight jeans. you pull on the waistband roughly, his hips pulling forward and off the bed slightly. you unbutton his jeans and rip them off, popping your bottom lip out slightly as you see archie’s hard on almost popping out of the top of his boxers. 

“what do i need to do, yn? i need you so bad” he leans back against the bed and pushes his hand into his boxers, pulling out his cock and slightly pumping himself. you grip his wrists and pin them to the bed, your lips softly touching his. “get on your knees” you whisper and pull away, standing and taking off your leggings, standing in just your bra and underwear. archie’s eyes stay connected to yours as he slowly sinks to his knees, hands gripping the back of your thighs. his lips kiss your inner thighs, staring up at you the whole time. your fingers comb through his orange locks as he pulls down your underwear, throwing it with the rest of your clothes. archie leaned back against the bed and pulled you forward, sitting you on his face.

the pleasure overwhelmed you, not caring about making him earn you, because you needed him as much as he needed you. your hips rolled on his tongue, making you moan as he sucks on your clit. “oh, arch..” you gasp and step away, archie standing up and taking off his underwear and then your bra. you pressed your body against his, hands stroking his cock at a medium pace. archie thrusts his hips into your hands, biting his lip and watching you. he lays his head on your forehead, holding your wrist. “n-no, no more. you do that anymore and i’m gonna explode in your hand” “fine” you push him onto the bed, grabbing a condom and putting it on his cock. you position yourself on him, only going so far as the tip of his cock before pulling out a couple times. eventually, archie got fed up and gripped your hips, pulling you down and thrusting his hips roughly into yours. the both of you moan, archie’s teeth biting your nipple as your boobs bounced in his face. you moan louder, making archie smirk. he flips you onto your back and pushes your thighs up, thrusting longer and deeper. 

“god you’re so fucking wet, all for me? fuck, so warm” archie grunted and kissed you sloppily, moaning and whimpering into your mouth as his hand connected with yours and gripped it. “so close, fuck”

“cum in me, cum” you moan into his mouth and both of your jaws fall as you shake, orgasm intense. archie thrusts slowly to ride out both your highs, kissing you softly until you catch your breath. he pulls out and ties the condom, throwing it out. archie pulls on his underwear and sweatpants, cleaning you up and you get dressed in your underwear and archie’s shirt. you lay on the bed and archie comes back in from the bathroom, and you hold open your arms. 

“we’ve had a long day” he huffs and falls into your arms. you embrace him tightly and kiss his neck, cheeks, jaw, and finally his lips. his head laid on your chest as you played with his hair, the two of you falling asleep as you watch a movie on the tv. 

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[archies-ginger-locks]

I Miss You

Jughead Jones x Reader

Requested? No, I’m so sorry.

Prompts? Again, no. This just came to mind and I wrote it.

Warnings? Nothing.

Word Count? 1028

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“I miss you, Jughead,” your small fingers played with his gently.

“I don’t know why. We broke up, you,” your voice started to tremble. Your hands pulled away from his and you couldn’t bare look him in the eye. His eyes were piecing into you, almost through you, in shock that you had finally returned home and the words that you were speaking.

“You don’t want me anymore,” a breathtaking sob left your body. Even though you were only seventeen, you knew this was going to be one of the hardest things you’ll ever have to do. “And I’m not here to change that.”

Jughead’s expression changed. At first he was shocked to see you back after leaving suddenly, then he started to regret his actions. But after you said that, he didn’t know how to feel.

“I just wanted to see your face again,” for the first time since you started talking, you looked at him. Even if he didn’t know how, or what, to feel, heartache drenched his face as water would in the rain.

And it broke your heart.

Mindlessly, your hand went to cup his right cheek, just as you did many times before you ran away. Instead of pulling away as you expected, he lent into your touch and brought his own to cover yours.

There were so many things rushing through your head. But they were all about him. And the only way to stop that was to leave again.

Yes they say distance makes the heart grow fonder, maybe that’s why you came back, but time away from the hellhole you called home would help you.

“Before I leave, again.”

His eyes were closed as he relaxed into your hand. The pure sadness in your voice forced his eyes open to look at yours. He looked into your eyes, searching for a answer. The answer. The answer to why you’d leave, or why you’d come back.

“Goodbye, Jughead.” You withdrew your hand from his face and he already missed the warmth it had given him. He was taken by surprise as you pressed a light kiss to his cheek.

The rain that had been pelting down since you had arrived at his trailer was still going. Your leather jacket slid onto you and still had some rain on it. You opened the front door and was met with freezing cold air and water spitting onto your face.

Jughead hadn’t moved. He was still standing in the middle of the small living room, his hair a mess and his eyes on everything but you. You stood there admired him for a minute before you left.

His strong arms stood out because of the tight white shirt he was wearing. His hand was still pressed softly to his face in the exact same place that yours was. The crown beanie was left on the couch and Jughead’s thick raven locks tumbled onto his face. He had jammed his hands into the pockets of his light blue jeans that weren’t too tight but weren’t too loose either.

He was perfect.

And you were walking out on him. After he walked out on you first.

The trailer door slammed after you as you slowly stepped down the steps to the ground. You wanted so desperately for him to follow you, to stop you and make you stay in Riverdale. But all too quickly you were walking through the rain and back to the bus station.

It was unclear where you were going to go next. But anywhere away from here, away from him was better then sitting around and being a sitting duck for the next psychopath to enter this town.

“Y/N!” You took a deep breathe and continued walking. Your arms had wrapped around each other to try and keep in as much warmth as you possibly could.

“Y/N, Y/N wait!” His hand grabbed your jacket and spun you around in one action.

The rain had soaked through your bones in the short time you had been walking. Not only your hair but Jughead’s as well was flat from the water. His hand was gripped firmly onto your arm, his eyes staring into yours.

Before you could even speak he sent his lips crashing onto yours. It took your breath away but you still managed to kiss him back just as hard. Your hands glided up his arms, around the back of his neck and up through his hair.

He pulled away first and left you hungry for more. A smile grew on his face, one of he ones that he used to have all the time. One of the ones he used to have before Riverdale decided to become a haven for bad guys.

“Who said I don’t want you anymore? I still love you too, more then you could ever imagine.” This time it was your who started to kiss him. You were hungry and lustful after not seeing the boy for almost a month. He obviously returned the kiss, with just as much passion and primal savagery.

This kiss went on for much longer then the first. The rain still continued to pour around the two of you but you were too lost in the kiss, in each other, to notice anything like rain. Your bodies curved into each other, trying to get as close to each other as physically possible.

“I missed you so god damn much.” He said just loud enough for you to hear of the rain. It was only now that either of you noticed the wild weather happening around you and the likelihood of getting ill after tonight.

“I think we should go back to the trailer, it’ll be much warmer in there.” You grinned playfully as Jughead nodded and started to walk you both back to the trailer, hands intertwined.

“I love you, you know that,” his words were so mundane yet powerful. Everyone had heard them but coming from him, it was like hearing them for the first time.

“I love you, too.”

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[unknown-salvatore]

Stargazing.

KJ Apa Imagine.

Warning: Alcohol consumption, bad writing, fluff if you squint well, nothing much tbh. 13+

You sat on the rooftop on a very rare and clear night. You could see all the wonderful stars up above and how they shined so beautifully (much like yourself 😉).

"Hey", KJ said as he walked towards you with a bottle of whisky in his hand.

Slowly looking at him you acknowledged his presence. He sat down next to you on the compound.

"Whatcha lookin at? " he questions.

"Oh nothing much actually. Just the stars and space and stuff. " You replied.

He just smiled while looking at you. He cracked open the bottle of alcohol that he brought along. "Want some? " He asked after taking a swing from it.

"Sure! What have I got to lose, am I right? " You said winking and drinking. He just chuckled.

"Wanna see something cool? "

"Okay" He says.

"So you see those three dots up there, like kinda right next to each other? That's known as the Orion's belt. "

"Woah! Cool! "

"And those four dots around it? " You said pointing at each of them.

"Yeah?"

"Those make up the body of Orion. So all those seven stars together are known as the Orion constellation."

"Wow. It's very nice that you know constellations and stuff. "

"Thanks. It's the only one I know. "

Both of you looked at each other, like the time had stopped completely for an eternity and burst out laughing.

"You're crazy. You know that? " He remarks.

"I do know that actually. Quite proud of it too. " You replied smiling proudly.

He stares at you fondly for a few seconds and leans in to kiss you. That's when you realize that you both are in very close proximity. And when his lips touch yours, it was like the perfect fit of two objects that are meant for each other. You move your hand to his hair. He places his hand gently on your cheek. You both instinctively move closer to each other.

You had to break the kiss due to lack of air in your lungs. He slowly moves his hand from you cheek to your shoulder, down you arm and grabs ahold of your fingers. He brings them up to his lips and kisses each of them tenderly while looking you in the eye.

Blushing you move your head to his neck and stayed there while he wrapped his arms around you. You stayed there, stargazing, till you fell asleep in his arms, from that day, to the next one, and the next, and for the rest of your days.

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[coveredinsweetpea]

I Can't Fall In Love Without You || K.J. Apa

A/n: This was requested by @namelesslosers . Thank you!! I fucked it up a bit, but i hope you’ll still like it!

Summary: Y/n is a famous singer/actress who used to date KJ. When one night, at a ceremony they’re both attending, she performs a song that’s ‘not-so-subtly’ about him, things take a turn.

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“Y/n, hurry! why aren’t you dressed?” or “Sign your name here, here and here” or “You have to go to this event, everyone will there” Words could never describe just how sick you were of having to put up with this specific façade. This on going rush you’ve been living in, this ever lasting maze of horror filled fake smiles, exhausted in you in a way you never thought possible. The life inside you was now grey colored, and a dark aura surrounded you. At this point, you had the exact same job, hung out with the exact same people, lived in the same house and slept in the same bed as you did when you still had him. Walking inside your apartment and not hearing any “Babe, I made food, the top is a little burnt but I’ll eat that part, I swear the bottom tastes really good. Gordon Ramsey taught me” felt utterly useless, and it didn’t take long before it turned into dread. The Grammy’s were tonight, and you sighed heavily as you got out of the limousine, realizing this was yet another red carpet you’d walk without KJ by your side. You’ve done it for years before meeting him, you knew what to do and how to act, the whole thing was that you didn’t want to do it by yourself. You missed his arm around your waist, and those stupid dad jokes he’s whisper in your ear just to get you to flash that genuine smile of yours for the camera. Despite being media trained and knowing exactly what to do, how to keep your legs and shoulders, where to look and so on in order to look good in pictures, KJ knew just how much better you looked when your true feeling were showing. All things considered, you were sure no one noticed just how much different you looked without him, but frankly, you were glad they had no idea. The last thing you needed were more questions about him, considering it had been months since you two parted ways.

“God!” Mary exclaimed, rushing to you, “How many times do I have to say this! Don’t sit down!” “Yeah yeah yeah” you mumbled, standing up from the armchair. Your eyes were still trained on the screen of your phone, following carefully a thread showing all the outfits people wore to the event. You knew Joe was invited, but since he wasn’t a nominee or an important guest, you weren’t surprised you didn’t see pictures of him yet. “Looking for him again?” your best friend sighed, “You’re performing in 2 minutes, get your vibes on!” “I’d fucking have my vibes on-” you snapped, talking as you walked away from her, “If you’d just let me be!” “What’s gotten your panties in a bunch, huh?” she taunted, walking towards you, “Haven’t seen you this moody in a while” “Meg, you know I love you” you sighed, turning around just enough to be able to look her in the eye, “But now is not the time” “It’s KJ, isn’t it?” “No, it’s not” you lied with a roll of your eyes, “I’m just nervous, that’s all” To be fair, it wasn’t a complete lie. You really were more nervous than you’ve been in ages, but that was because this was the biggest stage you’d walk on without as much as a smile of encouragement from him. KJ was somewhere in the audience, and the fact that your source of confidence would just watch your performance from beginning to end without having any direct influence over it, made you knees weak. Eventually, there was no where for you to hide anymore as the time to step on stage finally came. You did so on shaky knees, but as soon as your ears were met with chants of excitement and rounds of applause, you remembered why you chose this path in life. After a few seconds the lights dimmed, and silence settled. The song you had to perform wasn’t the most vocally challenging, but the emotional baggage it brought upon you was enough to make your lungs shake with every word you sang.

“I can be out every night No one else holding me down I can do just what I like But I can’t fall in love without you I can’t fall in love without you

Please don’t fall in love without me I hope you’re sorry Can’t find the words to say Hope you’re always worried Worryin’ ‘bout me”

Your palms were sweaty against the microphone and your ears were ever so numb, that you could barely hear yourself. The emotion for this song came from somewhere deep within, and you knew your secret was out - if you could even call it a secret. But at that moment, you didn’t care about them, all you saw before your eyes were the endless nights you spent without KJ. It didn’t matter if you were alone or not, it was his company you wanted, not anyone else’s. After your performance, Shawn Mendes took the stage and ended the whole ceremony, as you watched quietly from backstage. When everything was over, you hurried to change out of your long light blue dress, and into a black one, which despite being less revealing, was shorter and tighter. Ditching your pair of high heel sandals in favor of a pair of silver stilettos, you jumped into your car, where your stylist did her magic, and turned your flawless curls into a sea of messy waves. While you were still more than a few blocks away from where the after  party was to be held, your phone started blowing up. Twitter had gone mad, 3 different hashtags involving you and KJ were trending, your Instagram follower count had gone up by 80.000 bringing you close to the 70M milestone. All kinds of magazines and websites, most of which you haven’t even heard of before were posting about you, updating, speculating and analyzing. As it turns out, performing a song that was obviously about your ex after you’ve just received the first Grammy of your career, was indeed a big deal. The way from your car and to the door of the venue was quitter than you expected, but it was still early and the paparazzi hadn’t yet found the location. You calmly walked inside, the party already in full swing. A lot of celebrities that had no business attending the ceremony but were considered important enough by the mainstream media, were invited to this party. Most of your friends were there, so it didn’t take long for you to mingle in. You tried keeping yourself busy jumping from group to group, meeting new people and seeing old friends, but your mind wasn’t having it. KJ was still haunting your thoughts, so you made your way to the bar, hoping a drink would help you get in the mood to party. As you pondered what to order, you felt a very familiar cologne invade your senses. It made your knees weak, and your heart was beating at a pace that was by no means safe as you feared that at any moment, it would physically burst out of your chest. “Two strawberry vodka” you heard him saw, and it took everything inside of you not at aww at his words, as that had been your drink, starting from your very first date, up to the last time you drank together. “Wow” you smiled, turning to him, “Classy” “You taught me” KJ laughed, already blushing. It might have been the light, but the red in his hair was darker and his dark brown roots were beginning to show - that was something you always loved about him. He was wearing a plain white t shirt tucked into black jeans, and had his hair not been red, he would have made a perfect James Dean. “What’s up?” you asked softly, facing him completely despite still leaning against the bar. “I just wanted to congratulate you” he said, waving his arm. He would have touched you, squeezed your elbow or patted your shoulder, but you sensed the fear in his gestures, and it truly pained you. “Thank you” you smiled, “This is really big, didn’t think I’d win” “I knew you would” he grinned. “Did you?” “Yeah!” KJ nodded, before his smile faded, “I actually wanted to text you last night and wish you good luck and all that, but I figured it was a bad idea” “It wasn’t” you pouted, “I would have appreciated it. But now is almost just as good” He looked at you, his eyes lingering on yours as a new kind of smile curled the corners of his lips upwards. “I know just the thing-” he mumbled, grabbing his phone out of his right pocket. He kept it so you couldn’t see what he was doing, but soon after your drinks arrived, he placed his phone back in his pocket, and an exact second later, your own buzzed. “Oh god” you giggled, rolling your eyes. It was obviously a text from him, but you didn’t hesitate to read it. “Hey, Y/N, I know we haven’t talked in ages and I hate that a lot. I am also aware I missed a lot of important things in your life, but I did follow as much as I could through the internet so my prediction is based on facts. I’ll keep this short because I know you don’t like sappy moments, but that Grammy is yours. There’s no doubt about it. One day, you’ll win an Oscar too, I know it. Good luck, angel! x” “See?” you whined, stomping your foot against the floor, “Why are you like this?” “Like what?” he asked curious, leaning his head to the side. “Like-” you stuttered, furrowing your brows, “Like you!” “Like me?” KJ laughed, advancing towards you a bit, but still keeping a decent distance between your bodies, “Why am I like me? what do you mean?” You rolled your eyes with a scoff, “You know what I mean!” “Why do I still worry about you even after all this time?” he teased, coming another step closer. Despite knowing where this was going you didn’t have it in you to stop it, “Don’t make references to my song!” “It’s a good song” he defended himself. “Of course it is” you scoffed, closing the distance between your bodies. “Why? Because you wrote it?” KJ mocked, wrapping his left arm around your middle. You looked up into his eyes and saw him smiling down at you. It warmed your heart as you haven’t seen that exact reaction in months, and to be honest, it was you absolute favorite thing in the word. He looked at you in complete awe and you were done. “No…” you whispered, “Because it’s about you” He tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, “I still love you, you know? Nothing changed for me, and it won’t anytime soon” Your teasing mood and flirty attitude disappeared in an instant, now you were sad, angry - at yourself, and had no idea what to do. “I shouldn’t have performed that song, this isn’t ok” Despite saying these things, you didn’t back away from him. Instead, you wrapped your arms around him and hid your face in his neck. KJ brought you closer to his chest, holding you tight around your middle. It was a hug at the edge between a reunion and a goodbye, and you were dead set on not letting go of him until you knew which one of the two it actually was. “Hey-” KJ said, gently pushing you away so he could look into your eyes as he spoke, “We can talk about this, whatever it is. Let’s go outside and-” “No” you shook your head, “I can’t do this tonight” “I-” he tried to speak, obviously taken aback, but you stopped him. “I waited for this night ever since I was 8. I dreamed about holding that award in my hands for so long, I don’t want anything to ruin this for me” It was visible just how much your words pained him, but he held it all back. Or at least he tried. Tears glistered at the corners of his eyes, but he still nodded in agreement, taking a step back, “I respect that” You grabbed his hand to stop him, as you didn’t want to let anything unfinished, “I do love you, and I mean it from the bottom of my heart. Take me back-” you said, “for tonight. Can everything go back to normal, just for this night, and we’ll talk about it in the morning, and we’ll work through things as they come, I thought I-” KJ cut you off, as he grabbed your cheeks, and kissed you. He was more passionate than you ever felt him. You’ve done this so many times, yet this felling right now, it was knew. You teeth still clanked against his, and you still licked the corner of his mouth by mistake, but your eyes remained closed, just as his, because this was new. This was the beginning of something new. It was like your very first kiss all over again. With one arm around you and a hand planted on the side of your rib cage, he held you as close as he could, every now and then sighing against your lips, sighs which eventually turned into little moans, until you had to pull away. “Scare me like that ever again-” “What?” you laughed, “Did you think we were gonna break up again, or?” “Are you ever not this sassy?” KJ exclaimed. “Would I still be the woman you fell in love with if I didn’t mock you?” He laughed out loud, “Probably not, so please don’t ever stop”

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[spelldale]

Hey guys

I know i havent been around for months but i am looking to be a bit more active, but i did just want to say my views have changed a lot with riverdale i do mostly ship the three main ships, but have decided to keep my prior posts up since they got a lot of attention. Just a fair warning, content for all to come ❤️

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[bellejeanx]

I’m nervous about posting this blurb/imagine because I feel like no one will like it? Because I feel like Sweet Pea is OOC in this? Even when I tried to write him as close as possible? Ugh

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[bruisedsnake]

Archie Andrews//Pity

Fandom: Riverdale

Summary: When you discover your boyfriend with another girl, Archie is ready to make his move on you (oooh I’m gettin professional)

Let’s pretend that this is like season 1, where things were somewhat happier.

Walking into Cheryl Blossom’s party was your first mistake of the night. Nothing good had ever came out of these parties, but you decided to go once you had realized how disappointed your boyfriend, Reggie, had sounded when you told him you weren’t going.

You never liked to disappoint, especially your boyfriend, so you decided you might as well join the party.

Walking through the door, you realized how bad of a decision this was. People were everywhere, most people you hadn’t even recognized. There were teenagers, and some people who seemed to be much older, crowding the huge house.

You looked all around, trying to find Reggie. You felt very uncomfortable and isolated due to you being alone. Most everyone else was with their friends, but you were just wandering around alone.

After a few minutes of searching, you had assumed Reggie decided against going to the party after all. But that’s when you glanced across the living room and spotted a blonde girl practically eating Reggie’s face off.

For a second you didn’t believe your eyes. You knew Reggie had always been a player, but since the two of you began dating nearly a year ago, you thought he had gotten better. That was your second mistake.

While watching this unfold in front of you, still frozen in place, Archie noticed you staring into the distance. Following your gaze, he saw the monstrosity you had been watching unfold.

Instantly, Archie knew he had to do something. The hurt in your eyes was the worst part, the second worst being the fact that you couldn’t seem to look away.

Snapping out of your gaze, hot tears now streaming down your face, you pushed through the crowd to get to the door.

Your chest felt like it was collapsing. At this point, your limbs were numb and your mind was racing. Why? How drunk could he be to neglect your love? Was if even love in the first place if he could just throw it away for some blonde bimbo so easily?

Now outside of the Blossom household, you slowed down your pace. The tears were now speeding up somehow, sobs now escaping your mouth. A few people watched you as you made your way off of the property.

Archie noticed your vacancy, now searching everywhere for you. He almost looked as lost as you had looked while searching for Reggie.

Once he realized you had most likely left the overpopulated mansion, Archie pushed his way passed the crowd, too.

Once outside, his head was spinning around in circles searching for you. When he saw your figure in the distance, slowly walking up to the front gates of the Blossom home, Archie began sprinting to catch up with you.

You heard the footsteps behind you. Half of you had hoped it was Reggie following you to apologize, but the other half had hoped it was anyone else but the man who had broken her heart.

Deciding to turn around, she noticed the ginger boy who was now hot on her heels.

“Y/N, look, Reg-“

You cut him off. “Look, I don’t want your pity Andrews,” you stated coldly. You came off a bit more rude than you intended for.

“I’m sorry. I just wanted to know if I could drive you home or something,” he said. At the least, he thought, he could spend some time with his now single (well at least he had hoped) crush.

Looking around at your surroundings, you realized you did need a ride home. You felt a sting in your chest when you thought about the person you were originally planning on bringing you home.

“I guess that’s fine. But if you even try to talk about this ‘situation’ I’m jumping out of the car,” you stated, air quoting the ‘situation’, only half joking about jumping out of the car.

This caused Archie to laugh, before saying, “Alright, deal.”

——-

Once the two of you had walked to his car, in an awkward silence, he opened the passenger door for you. Thinking about the times Reggie had done this for you caused a few more tears to prickle up in the corners of your eyes as you approached the seat.

When Archie got into the pickup and started it, he slowly drove out of the Blossom’s front gates, you feeling very greatful to be leaving.

“Look, I don’t want you to jump out of the car, but I want to say that he’s a dick. You can do much better than him anyways,” Archie said, now turning to look at you.

You were staring at your lap as if it was the most interesting thing in the world.

“Ok,” you said. That was all that you could say, the tears falling once again. The image of him and the girl flashing in your head once again.

“Sorry,” Archie mumbled while attempting to lighten the mood by turning the radio on.

The ride was almost completely silent, aside from the occasional bumps in the road and the quiet radio in the background.

Neither of you said a word the rest of the ride, but it wasn’t an uncomfortable silence, like the previous ones. It wasn’t tense anymore. The silence made you feel safe.

Although it allowed thoughts of Reggie to creep into your mind still, the thoughts of Archie being there for you pushed those thoughts away.

——

Archie’s car was now in front of your house, the car ride going much quicker than you had hoped for.

“Thank you. For everything,” you said, finally looking into his eyes.

“No problem,” Archie beamed.

“No, seriously. If you didn’t drive me back I would still be at Cheryl’s, sulking,” you joked. Again, you were only half-joking.

“Well, I don’t want you to cry over him anyways. He’s always gonna be a player. You can easily get someone much better. Someone who drives you home from shitty parties,” Archie said in a teasing tone.

“You’re right,” you said, now smiling, “I should probably get inside. Again, thanks.”

“Of course,” Archie said while watching you step out of the vehicle.

You smiled once again before closing the door and walking into your home.

The night hadn’t been as bad as you thought. Still awful, and you were defiantly going to cry when you got into bed, but not as bad.

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[rainy--dayys]

It’s that time of day again!! 🎉🎉

Send me one word and a person (Tom Holland/Peter Parker and Riverdale) and I’ll write a blurb based off of your request!

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[fanficgirl429]

Locker Room Sex (Archie Andrews)

“So how long has it been?” Veronica asked.

“How long has what been?” Y/N asked, glancing over at Veronica.

“Since you and Archie have had sex.”

Y/N let out a sigh. “Three days. It’s been killing me but I’m determined to win,” Y/N replied, glancing to the other side of the room where her red headed boyfriend stood talking to his best friend Jughead Jones.

Archie laughed at something Jughead said, glancing over at Y/N. Their eyes locked for a moment, causing Y/N’s cheeks to turn pink. Even after dating for over a year, Archie still had that effect on her and all of their friends knew it.

“How long was the bet for?” Ronnie asked.

“A week.”

“And what is at stake?”

Y/N laughed. “Who ever caves has to buy the other a pizza.”

Ronnie laughed at the ridiculous bet, rolling her eyes at her best friend. “Why don’t you just give in? I’m sure you two are both about to burst.”

“Nope. I am going to win because he doesn’t think I can do it!”

~~

Lunch was minutes away as Y/N looked at the clock on her phone before closing her algebra textbook. When she saw the time she closed her algebra textbook, placing it in her backpack along side her notebooks. She hadn’t been able to do much studying, instead she was focused on how to win the bet. She had come to the conclusion that the best way to win was to avoid Archie all together but she knew that was impossible, besides she loved being around him. He made everything better.

It was her favorite time of day. She always met Archie in the gym after his gym class, when he was looking the hottest. She loved seeing him sweaty with his hair messed up. There was just something about it that she couldn’t take his eyes off of him and she had a feeling he knew it.

Walking out of the quiet library and into the noisy hallway, Y/N headed towards the gym, where her boyfriend should be finishing up his class. The gym smelled like sweat as she walked towards the locker rooms.

Coming to a stop outside of the boys locker room, she placed her backpack on the floor, leaning against the wall, checking her phone. When the door opened, she expected Archie to walk out but it was Jughead.

“Hey Jug, is Archie still in there?” Y/N asked.

Jughead nodded. “Yea. I think he’s almost done. See you at lunch?”

“Yea. We’ll be there soon,” Y/N replied, giving Jughead a wave while he headed towards the cafeteria to meet their friends.

Y/N waited another three minutes and when no one exited the locker room she decided to take matters into her own hands. Glancing around to make sure no one was in sight, she opened the door, slipping inside.

The room was quiet with no one in sight. Y/N walked past the first three rows of lockers, expecting Archie to be there but they were empty except for the occasional towel thrown on the floor. She came to the last row to find the red headed boy sitting on the bench, a white towel wrapped around his waist.

“Arch?”

“Y/N!” Archie cried. “What are you doing in here?”

“I’ve been waiting for you, just like everyday before lunch…”

Archie sighed, running a hand through his wet hair. “Oh. Yea. Sorry. Give me a minute and I can change.”

He stood up, his toned chest still dripping water from his shower. Her eyes skimmed his body as he turned around to open his locker.

Screw the bet, she thought.

She walked towards him, wrapping her arms around his stomach. Soft kisses were placed along his neck while her hands played with the waistband of his towel before slipping underneath. Her fingers wrapped around his length as it grew hard from her touch. She moved it hands along it as Archie’s breathing became louder.

“What about the bet?” Archie questioned.

“What bet?” Y/N asked, grinning.

Archie placed his hands on top of her’s, removing them from his length before he turned around. Taking a step towards her, he placed his lips against her’s, kissing her roughly and quickly.

Their lips moved in sync, despite having not touched for the past three days. He tasted like his sports drink as she ran her tongue along his bottom lip, before gently tugging on it. HIs lips parted slightly allowing her to tangle her tongue with his.

Archie’s hands slipped underneath her shirt and up her sides, leaving goosebumps in their wake. She let out a soft sigh as he gently squeezed her breasts, slipping two fingers underneath her bra, softly tugging on her nipples.

When he was satisfied, his hands moved to her jeans button, popping it open. She shimmied out of them, kicking them off with her feet. Archie reached behind her, placing his hands on the back of her thighs. She gasped from his cold hands touching her, but allowed him to pick her up. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he walked to the side of the room, where a table sat empty.

He laid her down on it before he crawled on top of her, sis fingers pulling her shirt up as she shivered from the cold air brushing her warm skin. His lips moved from her’s leaving trails of kisses down her neck and between her breasts. As he continued down her stomach, she thrust her hips up, moaning as he left wet kisses in his wake.

When he reached the waistband of her underwear, he stood up, removing the towel from his waist. His erection slapped against his stomach as he crawled back on top of her. Her hand wrapped around his length, gently moving back and forth before running it along the material of her underwear.

His fingers pushed the material aside as he ran his length along her wet folds. Y/N’s legs wrapped around his waist as he pushed the tip in. She let out a moan as he continued to push into her. Her body instantly adjusted to his size as he started to thrust.

He moved slowly at first before picking up the pace. Her nails dug into his shoulders, leaving half moon crescents in their wake.

“Archie,” Y/N moaned as he placed kisses on neck, finding her sweet spot.

Her fingers tangled in his hair, a familiar knot already beginning to form in her stomach. She thrust her hips up towards his, her signal for him to thrust quicker.

Her walls clenched around his length as he released into her. The quiet locker room was filled with their heavy breaths, while they both sat on the table, trying to catch their breaths. His finge’s moved to her’s, holding her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.

“You owe me a pizza. You know that right?” he joked.

Y/N rolled her eyes. “I know you won’t forget.”

Archie laughed, hopping off the table and walking over to his locker.

“We should go before anyone comes in.”

Y/N nodded, standing up and grabbing her clothes from the floor.

“You know we could make this any everyday thing?” Archie said, smirking.

“I’ll think about it,” Y/N replied, giving Archie a kiss.

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[starboyreggie]

9 Months || K.A.

Word Count: 3454

Pairing: Kj x reader

Summary: Memories flash in your mind as you find out life changing news.

Warnings: pregnancy, sweet smut, anxiousness

Requested by anon:

“Could you maybe do an imagine with KJ Apa where you find out you’re pregnant and you don’t tell him right away bc you’re worried he’ll leave you but when you do tell him he’s overjoyed.”

“Hi! Could you do a KJ Apa imagine where the reader waits to tell him she’s pregnant bc she thinks he’ll leave her but when she does tell him he’s overjoyed?:)”

Masterlist

It was nerve racking 3 minutes. Sitting on the cold toilet lid with your arms bent on your knees supporting the weight of your head, which felt like the weight of the world, you waited. You could hear the thump of your heart beating in your ears even though your chest felt empty.

You lifted your head up, ran your fingers through your hair, and let a heavy sigh out from between your lips. Your eyes drifted to the white stick sitting on the bathroom counter then over to the clock on the wall. You focused on the second hand which seemed to be moving usually slow. A low hum mixed with the ticking of clock filled your ears.

You jumped in your skin when your phone buzzed against the marble counter and the radar sound interrupted the clock’s loud thumping. It had been 3 minutes. You reached for the loud machine and turned off the jarring sound, setting it back down. You brought your pointer finger between your teeth as you bit down on your nail nervously.

You stared at the test, unable to move. You wanted to know what the result would be, whether your life would ever be the same after today. But you physically couldn’t move, and memories of your life before this rainy September night flashed before your eyes.

You remember the first time you met him. You had just moved to Los Angeles in pursuit of your dream of being a writer for the entertainment industry whether that be movies, tv shows, or anything in between. You were going to UCLA on a full ride and they had offered a program that helps students find internships that went with their majors.

You had applied for the program, and they had given you many options of different great opportunities that would help you grow and learn. After careful consideration, you decided to take an internship with an up incoming CW show, Riverdale. There you would be working on and off set with everything from sitting in on writers’ meetings to the filming of scenes.

It was about a month into the internship, when they started to film the show. Before, you were sitting in on meetings, taking notes on how the writers interacted with each other, and getting breakfast for the writers. You were nervous for this new part in your internship, because before you were in a controlled setting with the same people every day, but now your schedule could change at any moment and you didn’t know how many people you would be getting coffee for now.

You pushed the nerves to the side, determined to get as much as you could from this internship. When you got on set, they told you to follow the scene with the script just in case one of the actors needed a line. You grabbed a pen and decided to take notes on how the script changed from either the actor’s improvising or the director’s instruction.

“We figured it was the serpents, angry for getting kicked off their land, but now that I know you’re a serpent, I’m thinking this is personal.” This was the first sentence you had ever said to him. After the day was wrapped, he had approached you and struck up a conversation. You had become friends on set soon becoming an off set relationship. After your internship ended, he had asked you out. That was 5 years ago. Since then you had fallen in love with the brown eyed boy.

You were brought out of your trance as you felt a drop on your knee. Blinking rapidly, you realized that somewhere from the time that the alarm went off and now that you had started crying. You weren’t sure what you were crying for because you still weren’t sure what you wanted the test to say.

Would it be the worst thing in the world if you were pregnant? You knew who the father would be, but how would he react? Would he be happy and ready to start a family at the age of 25 or would he be disgusted at the idea of being tied down at such a young age and leave you to raise the baby alone? You trusted Kj completely, but being a parent would be a drastic lifestyle change. You would have the life of another human being in your hands to take care of for 18 years.

The suspense was killing you. Grabbing the test hastily, you decided to just rip the band-aid off. When your eyes focused on the stick in your hands, it dropped to the floor and your hand flew up to your opened mouth. Tears fell down your cheek as you pulled your knees into your chest.

You closed your eyes and Kj appeared in the blackness. He was wearing a blue button up and black jeans. It was the night of your 1-year anniversary. You knew because that was the only time Kj had ever worn that shirt and the only reason he did was because he was taking you to a fancy restaurant in Hollywood.

He was in your small apartment’s only bedroom, and he was looking at you with love in his eyes. He came closer and placed his hands on your hips and looked you in your eyes with the biggest grin on his face.

“What are you so happy about, Mr. Apa?” You teased as you cupped his face in your hands.

“How could I not be happy when I’m the luckiest guy in the world and I have you to thank for that.” A glow was radiating off him as he spoke.

“Y’know, some people say I have that affect.” You giggled as you pulled him in for a slow, passionate kiss.

Kj’s hands started to roam as he deepened the kiss with his tongue passing between your lips. He squeezed your ass and you let out a laugh, braking the kiss. Kj, with his hands still around you, walked backwards until he fell on the bed, taking you with him.

Your laugh got louder as your body collapsed on top of his. You connected your lips again this time sloppier. You dragged your hands down to his lower waist where you pushed his shirt up while dragging your nails on his exposed skin. When you had left soft red marks along his torso, you pushed against him, bringing you up to straddle his waist.

“I don’t deserve you. You’re way out of my league. I mean, look at you. You’re so beautiful.” Kj murmured out.

“You had way too much to drink at dinner tonight.” You teased and lightly slapped his chest.

“I might have,” He laughed, “but I still think your beautiful and I don’t tell you that enough.” You were beginning to blush and went to cover your face with your hands, but he grabbed them before you could. “Don’t hide from me, babe” He giggled and brought your knuckles to his lips and kissed each one.

The gesture was so simple, but still made your heart swell.

“I love you.” The two of you had exchanged those words before, but tonight they felt different. It was like they had more meaning, more weight. It made you feel warm inside, because it actually sounded like he meant it.

You leaned down to once again connect your lips with his. It was a soft kiss, but you could feel the love behind it. You reached to the hem of his shirt and pulled it off, breaking the kiss for a moment before Kj grabbed you by the back of your neck and softly pulled you back down.

You moved your hips slowly against his clothed crotch. By this time, your dress had rose to pool around your waist.

Kj let out a small grunt of pleasure when you pressed down onto his already semi hard cock. Kj suddenly flipped you to where you were on the bottom and he was hovering above you.

You had a confused look on your face, because Kj had always preferred when you were on top before. “I want tonight to be different, princess.” He whispered into your ears and shivers went down your spine.

Kj reached down and pulled your dress off you, and with one hand, undid your bra. He grabbed one of your boobs with his large, calloused hand and massaged it. He lightly twisted your nipple with his thumb and pointer finger. You let out a sigh of pleasure when he started to suck on the other nipple. His tongue swirled around the hard bud, lightly raking his teeth on the sensitive skin. He switched to the other boob, paying it as much attention as he did the other one, before releasing it with a pop.

His lips traveled down, leaving a wet trail behind them as he kissed down your body. He stopped at the bottom of your torso and started to suck softly. You could feel the pressure he was creating as he continued to suck harder, beginning to leave a mark. Once he had left a few marks, he started to make his way back up.

As he kissed every inch of your body, you couldn’t help but feel submissive to this man. He made you feel so safe and loved that you knew that he would never do anything to hurt you. It was this moment that you could see yourself with Kj for the rest of your life. You could see yourself making a family and buying a home with him, and you couldn’t say that about any of your other relationships.

With your vision slightly clouded, you brought your hand down to his belt buckle and fumbled with it before you finally got it undone. You pushed down his jeans and boxers with one swoop. You didn’t want to waste any time.

Kj brought his hand done to your cunt, and slowly dragged he sides down. He ghosted his hand in front of your center. You could feel the heat off his skin; he was so close and all you wanted was he touch.

He dragged a finger between your folds, giving you a stunned look. “You already so wet for me.” Kj grunted.

You innocently giggled before pulling his head down to kiss him again. You tried to express what you were feeling through the kiss by putting all your force into it. He lined up with your core, and slowly pushed in. You gasped into his kiss, and he laid his forehead on yours, taking in the details of your expression. Your eyes scrunched up along with your nose, and your mouth went agape.

Kj gave you a moment to adjust to his size while whispering sweet nothings into your ear. He started to slowly thrust and held eye contact with you. This time felt different. You felt more connected with him not only physically but emotionally too. It felt as though you were one with each other and you knew Kj felt the same way by the look in his eyes.

Kj picked up the pace and you seethed in a deep breath. You pulled on his hair when he connected his thumb to your clit. He didn’t need to, because the mental feeling alone doubled the pleasure. A pressure had started to form in the pit of your stomach as Kj kept a steady pace.

You knew Kj was close when he started to harshly buck into you. He repeatedly pressed on a spot inside of you that made your back arch off the bed. “Fuck, Kj keep doing that.” You moaned loudly.

After a few more rough thrusts, you felt a wave of pleasure take control of you. Your toes curled and you dug your fingernails into his back. You clenched your walls around his cock which pushed him over the edge. He let a few profanities slip pass his lips and you felt him shudder on top of you. You also felt his cum shoot up into you, but you weren’t worried since you were on birth control.

You remembered the carefree feeling you had during that moment as you finally opened your eyes again, coming back to reality. You wished that you were back in that moment, making love for the first time not just having sex, instead of being alone in your bathroom crying.

You also missed the carefree feeling that birth control had. You had taken yourself off it when it started to do nothing for your periods, which was the reason for wanting to take it in the first place. You didn’t want to pay for something that didn’t do what you wanted it to do. You convinced yourself that you and Kj would be careful. But that obviously didn’t work. It was hard to remember after years of not having to worry about it. There were a couple of times where he had come in you, but you never worried about it, because you would always get your period.

You started to freak out when you were 2 weeks late, but you convinced yourself that your body was just changing, because this has happened before when you were younger. It was when you were 3 weeks that you started to worry, but you decided to wait until you were 4 weeks to take a pregnancy test.

You were hoping that it was negative, so you wouldn’t have to tell Kj anything. But now you had to. You stood up, shivering when your bare feet connected with the cold floor. It was too late to tell him tonight as the clock read 11:37pm, and to be honest, you were scared to tell him.

Yes, you had been in a committed relationship for 5 years, but you couldn’t predict how he would react. Would he be excited and engulf you into his arms, or would he have a look of disappointment and walk out? That’s what he usually did when he was upset with you - walk out. He said that he needed to walk away before he said something he would regret. Would he regret this?

It’s been 5 days since you found out that you were excepting Kj’s baby. You hadn’t brought yourself to tell him, because you didn’t know how. Should you make it a big deal and a large dinner for the two of you and tell him then, or should you leave the test out for him to find?

You pushed the thought out of your mind as you started to get ready. Kj’s best friend had just gotten engaged and was throwing a party to celebrate. Thankfully, you weren’t showing very much so you could still wear the dress that you had picked out before. It was a white dress with lace details that came to mid-thigh. You pared it with nude heals that you knew you would regret before the night ended.

Kj peaked his head into the doorway, “Don’t you look beautiful tonight, love.”

“I was about to say the same thing about you. You’re looking dapper tonight with that suit, Mr. Apa,” You marveled looking him over.

Kj walked behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, looking at the two of you in the mirror and gave you a soft kiss on your temple, “Do you ever feel like you’re running out of time?”

“What do you mean?” You asked scrunching your eyebrows together.

“I don’t know. I’m 25 and what have I done with my life? I’m not talking about career wise, because I right where I want to be, but like personally.” He rambled, talking more to himself than to you.

“Let’s see. You have an amazing girlfriend, a gorgeous house, and a golden retriever who loves you. What else can you ask for?” You joked, grinning at him as he wrapped his arms around you tighter.

He spun you around in his arms, “I guess you’re right. You’re all I need to be happy.”

You reached up and connected your lips to his for a sweet kiss. “Now go, so I can get ready. We don’t want to be late.” Kj nodded and pecked your lips one more time before hesitantly leaving you to finish getting ready.

It took you another 20 minutes until you were ready to leave and another 15 minutes to get to his best friend’s house. You pulled up to the large house that had a string of cars lining the driveway and connecting street. When you walked up to the door, you found that it was open and you both walked in.

“Aye, Kj! What’s up, my man!” Charles screamed from the other side of the room as he made his way over to the two of you.

“Nothing compared to you,” Kj laughed and you couldn’t help but smile too, “Congrats, I’m really happy for you and Lili.”

“Thanks, bro. I’m so excited to spend the rest of my life with this girl, but especially for the honeymoon if you know what I mean.” Charles joked and elbowed Kj’s side in a playful manner.

They continued to talk and you looked around. The whole cast of Riverdale showed up, not to your surprise. They had all become so successful after the show ended. Cole had become a renowned photographer, Camilla had become a New York Times’s bestselling author, and Madelaine had been booking major roles in several big box office movies.

You were broken out of your trance with Kj’s hand lightly grabbed your elbow. “Do you want a drink?” He asked after Charles had left.

“A water would be great. It’s kind of hot in here,” You confessed as you started to fan yourself with your hand.

“C’mon, just one drink. Let loose, you’ve been working so hard lately. You deserve one drink,” Kj whined as he grabbed both of your hands and started to lightly swing them.

“I don’t want to drink tonight. I mean, someone has to drive us home when you get shit faced.” You smirked lightly already knowing that he was going to drink way too much tonight.

“We can call an un uber! Charles wouldn’t mind us leaving our car here for a night,” Kj pushed. You obviously knew you couldn’t drink due to the life growing in your belly, but Kj had no idea.

“Kj, I just can’t.” You stated seriously, giving him a look to try and get him to back off.

He started to chuckle, clearly not understanding the look in your eye, “What are you? Pregnant?” He obviously said this as a joke as he was laughing until he finally looked in your eyes.

You didn’t respond and looked in his eyes and raised your eyebrows before looking off. “Wait, what was that look?” Kj suddenly got serious as he brought his hand to your jaw and moved your face to look at him.

“I can’t drink because,” you paused because you feared his reaction. Every possible outcome played in your mind before you gulped a large lump in your throat and blurted, “I’m pregnant.”

Kj had no emotion on his face and you couldn’t read his expression. You suddenly went cold and you could feel all the blood rush from your face. Your eyes roamed over his features, looking for any sign of emotion, but there was none.

“You’re pre-pregnant?” He stuttered with his mouth open slightly.

“Yes, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner, I just didn’t know how to and I was worried that you would be upset or angry or unhappy. If you don’t want to be a father right now, I completely understand, we can work something out. I hope that you stay—” You rushed out in one breath.

You were interrupted with Kj yelling, “She’s pregnant! I’m a father!” Everyone looked at you and started clapping. Kj wrapped his arms around your waist and picked you up, lightly spinning you around. He brought his lips to yours and kissed you softly. You could feel the love and happiness he was feeling through this kiss.

Kj set you back down and laid his forehead on yours, “I’m a father,” he whispered.

“You’ve got 9 months, Mr. Apa” You chuckled, tears springing in your eyes. His reaction went beyond your expectations. This might have not been the way you wanted to tell Kj, but you wouldn’t change anything about it.

“You’re finally going to be daddy!” Lili yelled from across the room. Everyone erupted with laughter, and Kj fist bumped in the air, a look of accomplishment on his face before he started laughing too.

a/n: Hey guys! This is my longest piece ever so excuse any typos! Tell me what you think in my inbox, I love hearing from y’all! I’m really proud of how long it is, I’ve been trying to make my imagines longer so this is a real accomplishment!

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[avenging-fandoms]

11 from the smut prompts with Ross Butler or KJ Apa if you're writing for either of them- I know you havent been in a mood for SP and didnt know if it carried on to other things and just- AH I'm sorry for rambling

11: “I didn’t know you were so sensitive.”

you straddled kj’s lap, his nails scratching up from the back of your thighs to your hips, pulling you in more. your fingers grip his newly dyed red hair, kj softly grunting into your mouth as you grind down on his hard on. his hands hold down your hips and you whimper into his mouth and you whimper loudly, lifting your hips and he gives you a weird look.

“something wrong?”

“i.. it’s just-” he slides his fingers into your shorts, his middle finger circling your clit slowly, making you jump and throw your head back. “k…kj..”

“hm, yn, i didn’t know you were so sensitive..” he chuckled softly and kissed your jaw as his middle finger slid into you while his thumb rubbed your clit, your body jolting.

“slow.. please..” you pant but kj doesn’t listen, his finger pumps faster and his thumb rubs harder. “keep going.. and i’m gonna..” your eyes roll to the back of your head as he curls his finger, pressing into your clit. you dig your nails into his skin of his arm as your thighs shake, cumming hard on his digit.

“holy shit..” he chuckled and you pant, falling on the couch. kj hovers on top of you, pushing down his shorts and pulling down yours. he spreads your legs and the tip of his cock presses against you so slightly, which made you jump again. he slowly pushes himself into you, your thighs shaking and whimpers and moans coming from your mouth. “you’re alright, doll, i got you, let me know when i can move”

“j..just slowly please” kj did as you asked, and listened to whatever you needed to be comfortable. you two could only go one round due to how sensitive you still were from the night before.

kj understood, and he was the sweetest after having sex. he’d care for you in whatever way you needed, whether it was singing, getting a snack, you needed it, he did it. although when you two have sex he’s a little wild, he’s the softest lover ever.

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[archies-ginger-locks]

New Girl

Jughead Jones x Reader

Prompt: No prompt!

Word Count: 2.5k exactly

Warnings: really affectionate Jughead which is kinda out of character for him.

A huge thanks to @sophrosynth for editing this mess of a piece of writing. If it weren’t for them then we wouldn’t have this amazing piece that I’m producing for you all!

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It was a bright summer's day when you arrived in the small town with pep. The scene was picture perfect; the grass was green and there were people having fun, little kids eating ice cream and running around on old playground equipment, neighbors having conversations, and people petting dogs in the street. It almost seemed wrong for you to be there.

Holmes Private Investigators was your parents’ business. That had taken you to every dark and almost evil town in America, searching for bad guys like the Scooby Doo gang, as you said when you were little. It wasn’t the normal life for a growing child, but it was how it had been from the very beginning.

But this time they made you a promise. They promised they you weren’t going to leave Riverdale for a while, you’d finish high school before they left. They promised that because not even some of the best detectives in the country could figure out what was going on in this ‘devil town’. So they threw their hat in the ring and decided they would go investigate, and because you were about to go into your junior year, you were dragged along with them.

The boxes started to pile up in the lounge room. Your father was carrying them in and your mother was unpacking them while you were looking around for your stuff. It was nearly impossible to find anything due to the fact there was so much stuff.

“Honey, we’re new here, go explore. We are going to be here a long time, so might as well get on it.” You had to roll your eyes.

It wasn’t your parents fault. It was just the fact that you didn’t believe that you’d be here for longer than a year, at the most. No matter how many promises they made, nothing could change your mind. You had always been on the move and that’s how you liked it.

“I heard there was a good 50s themed diner nearby. Maybe you should go check it out. There could be someone your age there, you never know.” She had a large smile on her face. You could never say no to that smile.

You sighed. “Sure thing, Mum. I’ll be back soon.” You gave her a quick kiss on the check before heading out.

A smile was stuck on your face from the moment you saw the diner. It was colourful and neon and everything you wanted in a authentic 1950s themed diner. The small bell rung as you pushed the glass door open it. A few people looked at you and gave you small smiles, others gave you confused glares. /‘That must be what small town people did when someone new came into town’/, you thought silently to yourself as you took a seat in a free booth.

People around you were eating and talking as if this place was home, and it probably was home for a lot them. The longest you had ever stayed in one place was about a year, and everyday during that year, you’d go to a little cafe near the school. That place became your home, just like this place was everyone else’s.

You pushed the palms of your hands against the cold table of the booth. A older man came over to you. Just from he way he was dress you could tell he worked there.

“I’m Pop, are you new? I haven’t seen you ‘round here before.” He smiled nicely as he spoke, you nodded in response.

“So, new girl, what will you be having?” He pulled a little notepad and a pen out, ready to take your order.

“I’ll have the, um, the fries, please? You serve fries here, right?” You asked anxiously. It was weird how sudden you became anxious but you pushed it away as you spoke to Pop. You couldn’t be anxious around Pop, he seemed like that kind of old person.

“We sure do!” He smiled again. “I’ll be back in a minute with your fries.”

A smile played along your lips as Pop walked back to the kitchen. As time slowly started to tick by, your mind began to wonder. At first, it was just about the house and if you’d be able to figure out where all your posters would go. Then you started to think about the summer ending and going back to a new school. And most of all, if you’d meet anyone that would like you, as a friend. Relationships, after all, were never really your thing.

No matter how many different places or schools you went to, you never worried about school. After about the first four times being the new kid, you learnt that people were usually pretty accepting. But that was the big city. This was the first time that you had started at a town this small, and you could tell the way stuff works here is different. Everyone knows everyone, and from a very young age, you know who you like, and who you don’t. That wasn’t the city life in anyway at all.

The ring of the door brought you out of your thoughts. A young man that looked to be about your age entered the restaurant. You got a weird feeling, one that you never had before. Maybe it was the way he had his hair all sexy and unruly. Or maybe it was the leather jacket that he had hanging off his back. Or maybe it was the way his eyes seemed to sparkle and your heart seemed to flutter when he looked at you for the first time.

“Hey.” He smiled at you, making his way over to where you were sitting. His hand was placed gently on the back of the other side of the booth. He nodded his head to get a piece of lose hair out his face.

“Hi.” A small sigh came out as you spoke. One of your hands held your head up calmly while the other softy tapped a beat on the table.

“May I?” He nodded his head lightly towards the booth, indicating that he wanted to take a seat. That lose piece of hair fell back onto his forehead again.

“Oh, yeah, totally.” You nodded your head to get you out of your dream-like state. This boy had put some sort of trance over you.

He slid into the booth across from you. He intertwined his pale fingers and looked down on the white table. His black leather jacket, that had a large embroidered snake on the back of it, was laid neatly next to him. His back started to hunch slightly as he leaned forward on the table.

A few of your nimble fingers ran through your hair. You sat up with your back almost straight. Your loose short sleeved shirt was almost falling off, it started to show off the thick straps of your swimsuit top that you were wearing.

“Not to sound totally cliche but I haven’t seen you around here before.“ He laughed lightly at his words, and so did you.

“Yeah, I’m um, I’m new. I got here really late yesterday and all our stuff arrived this morning.” There was a weight off your back to talk to him about moving, it was something that you never really did. It was always just ‘I’m the new girl’ and that was the end of the story. And what’s more is this boy, this really hot boy, was just listening to you talk about moving. That was something that no one ever did. You started to think that you might just like it in this small town.

“I’m Jughead, by the way.” It took a lot not to laugh when he said that. But when he didn’t laugh after saying you felt bad.

“Oh, you’re being serious? I’m sorry.” A small amount of blush started to grow on your cheek from embarrassment. Your hands intertwined tightly on the table in front of you.

One of his pale hand reached out across the table and landed gently on yours. A soft smile danced on his lips as you looked up at him. His thumb rubbed calmly against your knuckles.

A tray of fries landed on the table next to your hands. A few fell out onto the table as both you and Jughead looked at to see Pop.

“Your fries, Miss.” Pop gave you one of his signature smiles before turning and looking at Jughead.

“Jughead not bothering you, is he Miss? He does it quite a lot.” Pop sighed lightly while he turned back to you, waiting for you to answer his question.

Your eyes quickly glanced to Jughead who had turned almost completely red. One of his hands covered part of his face while the other tugged at his odd looking beanie that you’re just noticing resembled a crown.

“He’s no bother, Pop. Thanks for asking and for the fries.” You just stared at Jughead true whole time you spoke. Pop nodded and smiled at the young love he was witnessing before leaving again.

The two of you started to slowly eat away at the fries you ordered and talk about whatever came to mind. Time seemed to slip away from you as you jumped from topic to topic. It was obvious that he felt the same.

“So, you move around a lot? What do your parents do to make that happen?” He put the last fry in his mouth after he asked.

A wave of nervousness hit you like a bullet. He wasn’t being intrusive, not at all, but it was just that you weren’t allowed to talk about your parents jobs. If people found out then they wouldn’t get any information from anyone anywhere.

“Oh, I’m not allowed to say.” He looked kind of shocked when you said that. “It’s a long story.”

“Secrets don’t last long in Riverdale. I hate to tell ya, but whatever your parents do won’t be a secret for much longer.”

There was a lively look in his eyes and a adventurous smirk slowly growing on his face. This boy was as strange as the town.

“Well,” you leaned forward and he did too. You could feel his hot breath on your face and it sent a shiver down your spine.

“They’re private investigators. They’re here getting information on Hiram Lodge and the town itself after recent activity.” He looked shocked. It was obvious that you came from interesting work, but private investigators? That never even crossed his mind for a second.

His face was so close to yours. If you moved just a inch closer... You needed to snap out of it. A moment ago you were revealing one of your family’s biggest secrets and now you're thinking about kissing a boy. But thinking about him felt better then thinking about how you just betrayed your family’s trust.

The sun was only just starting to set and your curfew wasn’t for another few hours. This day at Pops’ with Jughead was the best introduction into a new place you have ever had and he still wouldn’t leave.

“Do you want to go out? Like on a ride, I’ve got a motorcycle and a spare helmet. I’d love to show you around.”

Your heartbeat started to speed up as he spoke. It had been a few years since you had ridden a motorcycle and the thought of having your arms wrapped around him the way you had to, it was a dream come true and you didn’t have to wish for it.

“Sure thing, Jug.” He smiled brightly and accepted the nickname you were trying out.

“Do you want to pay for your fries and I’ll start up the bike?” He stood up and threw on his jacket. You could clearly see that it had ‘Southside Serpents’ written around the green snake that was coiled on it. It was clear that it was for some sort of gang but you were too head over heels that you couldn’t care at that moment.

You nodded your head in response and stood up. Your sneakers squeaked slightly as you walked up to the counter.

The smile on your face only grew as he looked at you one more time. Your eyes followed him as he exited the diner and while you waited to pay for your food. You could hear the low rumble of the motorcycle as Pop arrived at the counter.

“He’s a, uh, he’s a nice kid, that Jughead.” The suddenness of Pop speaking made you jump out of your skin.

“Oh really? That’s good.” /‘But he also seems like kind of a bad boy,”/ you thought to yourself. A naughty smirk danced on your lips for a moment. You handed Pop the few dollars that you owed for the fries.

“A diamond in the rough, you might say.” He laughed lightly as he put the money in the register.

“Be sure to come back soon.” Pop said as you started to leave.

“I plan too, don’t worry, Pop,” you smiled back at him. A cool breeze hit you as you opened the doors and reentered the outside world.

Jughead smiled up at you as you made your way slowly down the stairs. He had a helmet with a white, carved crown that stuck out from the blackness of it as well as another plain one under his arm. He was sitting seductively on the front of the motorcycle. Leaning back with his hands loosely holding the handlebars and his his leg out, holding up the whole bike.

The colours of the sunset behind him really made him glow. It made him look more relax and somehow even more sexy than before. His black locks stuck out from his pale face. He was a beautiful mess.

His eyes seemed to glow when he looked at you. There was always a small smile when you looked at him even though he dressed very darkly. He was nothing like guys anywhere else you had been before. He was so much /better/ than all of them, in every way possible.

“You ready for a ride?” He threw you there helmet and somehow by sheer dumb luck, you actually caught it. You put it one and tightened it appropriately.

“As I’ll ever be.” One of your legs went over the bike and you sat down. Soon your arms were snaked around Jughead’s waist.

“Hold on tight.” He yelled as the engine revved and the bike took off out of Pops parking lot.

House after house passed by and you just sunk your head deeper into his jacket. The smell of leather had worn and now had a masculine musk to it. It was relaxing for you, to just sit with your arms around the boy, driving through the town he had obviously lived in his whole life.

Maybe life in Riverdale wouldn’t be as bad as you first thought it to be. At least not with him around.

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[anxiousnerdwritings]

❓Other Masterlist❓

Headcanons

Yandere Addams Family (platonic) [The Addams Family]

Yandere David (romantic) [Camp Camp]

Yandere Archie Andrews w/ Popular!Reader (romantic) [Riverdale]

Yandere Archie Andrews (romantic) [Riverdale]

Yandere Poly!Betty and Veronica (romantic) [Riverdale] {coming soon}

Yandere Blossom Family (platonic) [Riverdale] {coming soon}

Yandere Hal Cooper (platonic) [Riverdale] {coming soon}

Yandere Sweet Pea (general) [Riverdale] {coming soon}

Yandere Teddy Daniels [Shutter Island] {coming soon}

Yandere White Diamond (general) [Steven Universe]

Yandere Allison Argent (platonic) [Teen Wolf] {coming soon}

Yandere Coach Finstock (platonic) [Teen Wolf] {coming soon}

Yandere Isaac Lahey (platonic) [Teen Wolf]

Yandere Lydia Martin (friendly-platonic) [Teen Wolf] {coming soon}

Yandere Stlies Stilinski (romantic) [Teen Wolf] {coming soon}

Yandere Theo Raeken (romantic) [Teen Wolf] {coming soon}

Imagines/blurbs/ect.

Anniversary [Wednesday Addams] (romantic)

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Archie Andrews / KJ Apa requests: OPEN

Please send some blurb ideas!!!

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[amazingphanisnotonfire-imagines]

hi! so i’m not 100% positive that you write for archie from riverdale, but if you do, could you please write an imagine with him using prompt #1 on the halloween week list? x

“Cool costume.” Archie said, nodding towards the very elaborate costume that I was wearing.

“Yeah, thanks. I have been planning it for weeks. I really want to win best costume, even if we are at the most lame Halloween party I have ever been to. It looks like Halloween party for 5 year olds. Although I am not complaining about the amount of sweets though.” I replied. “So erm. What are you supposed to be?” I asked confused.

“A massive disappointment to my parents.” He replied nonchalantly and looked around the room.

“Oh. Okay then. Well its still a great costume.” I awkwardly replied as Archie just smiled at his comment.

“Thanks. I have spent my entire life making it.” He laughed.

“Shut up.”

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Heyyy. Thanks for the request and I hope you like it. Have a great day/night. x 

Halloween Prompts (X)

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[greyshuhs]

Costar || C.S.

Word Count: 1936

Pairing: Cole Sprouse x reader

Summary: You have real feelings for your costar, but you’re afraid that people might call you unprofessional. You decide to ask Cole himself what he thinks about the situation, and his answer is not what you were expecting.

Warnings: smut, not hardcore but still smut, a little cussing, cute Cole, being in love with Cole

Requested by anon:

“I know you already had a request for Cole smut but I’m so thirsty for it, help your girl out??”

“lordchild I know I know Cole is “bad” but THAT SCENE was so god damn hot, I know you’re writing Ross smut next but you’re so good at smut, please write Cole/jughead smut? Please boo?”

Part 1 (Ross Butler) // Part 2 (Kj Apa)

Masterlist

His smile is what drove you to do what you do every day. His soft laugh would fill up a room with so much joy, you couldn’t stop from smiling yourself. His eyes would twinkle in the light when he would think of a terrible joke that would be so bad that everyone couldn’t help but laugh.

But nevertheless, he could never truly be yours. He was your costar, Cole Sprouse. It would be incredibly unprofessional to admit to anyone your feelings. Even if you did, they would say it wasn’t real that it was just your mind’s habit.

You and Cole work together in very intimate ways this season on Riverdale. The previous season’s ship, Bughead, had sunk due to several reasons and your character and Jughead had begun to have a very casual relationship.

It was hard for you going from kissing him to pretending you were just friends. But, maybe they were right. Maybe, it was just your mind connecting kissing to real feelings. Or they could be completely wrong, this wasn’t your first rodeo after all and you never felt this way with any of the other actors you had to be in an on-screen relationship with.

You never had butterflies in your stomach when they looked you directly in the eyes, or when they pulled you close while taking pictures at a convention. They never made fireworks explode under your skin when they dragged their fingers along your arm. You couldn’t hold your feelings for much longer. You were itching to tell someone, and who better to tell than the person who makes you feel this way.

Sitting in your trailer, you decided it was time to ask him yourself and get his opinion on the matter. You grabbed your jacket and walked across the lot to find his trailer, texting him to tell him you were on your way over. Lili was the only other cast member on set today and she was filming currently, so there wouldn’t be any distractions.

As you opened the trailer door, you took a deep breath and steadied your racing heartbeat. Cole was sitting on the small couch in the corner of the room, scrolling through his phone. He looked up with a large smile that reached his eyes, and it just solidified your feelings.

You took a seat beside him and started to make small talk, you weren’t just going to jump into this. You had to build up to it to make sure not to make it awkward.

“Cole, you know my friend, Blair, right?” You fidgeted around nervously, wanting this to go over smoothly.

“The one with brown hair, right?” He questioned with his eyebrows scrunching up.

You nodded in response before continuing, “She came to me last night in distress. She’s currently working on the second season of her show,” you paused to look over at him. He had a focused look on his face like he usually did when you told a story. “Well, like I said she came over to my house last night so confused. She rambled on forever before she finally told me what was bothering her.”

You were about to continue before Cole interrupted, “With Blair? I’ve met her like twice, but from those encounters, I could probably guess it was about one of her shoes braking.” He chuckled and you joined him because it sounded just like her.

“Close guess,” You laughed and he smiled back, “But not quite. It was actually some boy trouble. Yeah, she has completely fallen in love, or so she thinks, with her costar.”

Cole nodded in response, “Well, has she told him about said feelings?”

“No, she is afraid that he won’t take her seriously since they have an on-screen relationship.” You paused to get his input.

“Why would she think this? How does she think he will handle the situation?” Cole leaned back against the couch.

“Well, since they have romance on-screen, she is afraid that he will say that it’s just her mind trying to comprehend kissing someone that she didn’t have feelings for before they started to do intimate things.”

“Well, if I remember correctly, this isn’t her first on-screen romance, is it?” Cole questioned while holding eye contact.

“No, you’re right. I brought up the same point to her, but she insists that this time is different, that the way he makes her feel is really real.” You turned completely around and leaned your back against the side of the small couch.

“Really? What did she say about him?” He inquired.

“She said that the way he makes her feel when he places his hands on her body is like nothing she had ever felt before. That even when he says her name, that sparks fly in a way no one has ever been able to make her feel before.” You confessed. You felt as if a weight has been lifted off your shoulders. Telling Cole how you really feel about him, even if you’re using Blair as a coverup, makes you feel like you can finally move on.

“I think that she should tell him, just confess it all. Put herself out there. So what if people might think it’s unprofessional? Being in a real relationship with your coworker is frowned upon by the majority of people, but fuck them. Look at Miley Cyrus and Liam Hemsworth or Mila Kunis and Ashton Kutcher, no one is saying shit now that they are happily married and in love.”

That was not the answer you were looking for. You were hoping that he would say that it was just mind games, that she should wait it out. You were second guessing everything you thought you wanted to do. Should you listen to his advice for Blair? After all, that might not be what he wants for himself, what if it’s just what he would want to see. Your thoughts were interrupted when Cole started to talk again.

“And when did you say she came over?” He had a mischievous look in his eyes, but you wrote it off as him enjoying the drama.

“Last night, after I left set, she came over almost immediately. I was so drained from a long day at set that I couldn’t give her a proper answer, so that’s why I’m asking you.”

“Really? Because last night Lili said you spent the night at her house because you were too tired to drive?” Cole looked like he was enjoying this, but you were sure that you had a look of horror on your face.

“Did I say last night?” You chuckled, “I meant sometime last week.” You tried to play it cool but Cole wasn’t buying it at all.

Cole scooted closer to you and brought his hand to your cheek and you leaned into it without thinking about it, “C’mon, admit it. Admit that I give you that rush.”

You were still unsure of how you wanted to handle the situation, so you denied it, “I just got the time mixed up.”

“Then tell me to stop,” Cole said as he leaned slowly into you, “If you weren’t using Blair as a cover-up and you feel nothing right now, tell me to stop and I will.”

You were completely frozen, you couldn’t believe this was happening. Coming to set today, you were expecting the opposite of this. You didn’t know what you should do, but you knew you did not want to move from this spot.

Cole’s lips connected to yours and it was more than you could ever dream of. His lips felt soft against yours, and the kiss was tender and kind. Cole pulled away after a minute, but you left your eyes closed.

“Please, Cole,” You mumbled, not really knowing what you were saying.

Cole placed his lips back on yours, answering your plea. This kiss was different than the first, it had more urgency behind it, but it was just as sweet.

Cole placed his hand in the crook of your neck and pulled you close to him. You placed your legs on either side of his waist without breaking your lips from his. You wrapped your fingers in his dyed hair and tugged slightly.

As things started to heat up, you pulled his shirt over his head. You peppered kisses down his neck and on his chest. He leaned his head back against the couch and let out a sigh, trying to catch his breath.

You started to tug on his belt, but Cole placed his hands on top of yours and looked into your eyes, “Are you sure you want to? I don’t want you to do anything you’re not comfortable with.”

You felt so giddy, looking into his eyes, that question just confirmed your feelings for him. “Yes. Take me, I’m yours.”

Cole smiled back at you while taking your top off. He pulled you down so he could kiss your neck while one hand massaged your boob through your bra, making you moan his name.

You brought your lips back to his while you unbuckled his belt and tugged on his pants. He lifted his lower half to pull his pants down to his ankles and he took his boxers with it.

“You’re wearing too much clothing for my liking.” Cole joked which made you chuckle as you stood up to take your shorts off.

“You’re beautiful, Princess, come here.” He said in a deep voice. You did as you were told and took your seat on his lap. You connected your lips again and you felt your heart melt when his tongue entered your mouth.

Without taking his lips off yours, he signaled for you to rise so he could line up with your core. You slowly lowered on to him, and let out a deep moan. Cole closed his eyes and opened his mouth like he was going to grunt, but no noise came out.

You adjusted to his size before you started to move slowly up and down. Cole helped guide you with his hands on your hips. You continued the slow pace as Cole whispered sweet nothings into your ear.

“Fuck, gorgeous, you look so good from this angle.” You grunted in response before a knot started to build in the pit of your stomach, and you started to move faster.

Cole grunted under you at the change of pace and started to meet your bounces with his thrusts, and soon you were clouded with pleasure. You swore you were seeing stars as you started to go a little bit faster.

“Cole, fuck, please,” You mumbled barely able to form a coherent sentence.

“Are you close, princess?” Cole grunted between two moans, signaling he was feeling as much pleasure as you were.

“Yes, fuck.” You leaned your head back and closed your eyes before you felt Cole’s hand bringing your face close to his.

“Come for me.” With those words, he sent you over the edge and your toes curled as he continued to thrust up into your convulsing body.

Your orgasm sent Cole into his bliss. He was mumbling word fragments as a sense of euphoria took over. You bounced slightly to let him ride out his pleasure.

You both were sweaty, panting messes and you climbed off him and felt an emptiness as you took a seat next to him.

“Cole?”

“Yeah?”

“Blair wasn’t having boy trouble, it was me.”

He let out a laugh that made you chuckle as well, “I’m not going to say I told you so, but I knew it.”

a/n: I’m back and I finally finished this miniseries! Sorry for not uploading for a while, its summer break and all I want to do is nothing lol. Tell me what you think about this or any of my other writings in my inbox! Also, requests are open, but by popular demand, part two for “Bet” will be next!

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