#bugheadsmut

[bugheadspoby]

Lust and Innocence.

CHAPTER 1- SPELLBIND.

*The real story will start somewhere around 2nd or 3rd chap. This is mainly just introduction*

If you look at her, she's a simple soul. A beautiful soul that already suffered too much but never complained to anyone. Green eyed, innocent nature, blonde with a perfect ponytail and image. The moles on her face were the symbols of beauty and prestige she owned. Her soft nature homed her in many hearts and minds except for some people like her half-sister Polly. She always hated her and only saw her as her father's drunken mistake. Alice and Hal loved each other too much that she let it go and Hal also forgave her when that incident with FP happened but actually, Hal took revenge on Alice by going for her best friend Penny and that's how Betty was born. Alice cried too much but then she forgave him too like he did and accepted Betty. She lived with her mother and Hal casually visited her but some months ago Penny died fighting with cancer and those were the worst experiences of Betty’s life that changed her a little bit and turned her from a joyful simple kid to reserved. Alice generously invited Betty to live with them and accepted her as her daughter, or at least what Betty and Hal thought.

Observing her nature Alice was shocked! Betty was nothing like Penny. She was sweet, caring, selfless and simply beautiful. Chic was beyond happy when they brought Betty home as he found a sister of his own age who was not pretentious like Polly. They were living peacefully. She went to new school and made friends and for the first time she crushed on someone.

Archie Andrews, the golden boy of Riverdale High, but he was dating her best friend Kevin Keller and she didn't want him to find out her feelings so she just kept things to herself. Her friend circle was not so big but each one of them felt like hand-picked to assemble the perfect group. Veronica Logde was Cheryl's girlfriend and Archie and Veronica were half-siblings because Fred and Hermione got married two years after Hiram died. Archie Andrews and Kevin Keller were Riverdale High's power couple. Football Captain and Co-captain! They both worked at the Blue and Gold alone before Betty joined and they also were amazing musicians. Then comes Betty! The perfect girl next door. Beautiful, compassionate and innocent. She was a shy, introvert and reserved girl who liked writing and exploring things on her own. She was a bit of a loner kind and liked staying alone most of the time after Penny passed away. Her lust for exploring took her from New York to Vancouver and then Amsterdam but all of this happened when Penny was alive, after her she just kept things to herself and her inner explorer limited herself within the boundaries of her own body.

"Hey Betty! Lets walk to school. I don't feel like driving" Archie announced entering the Cooper house as Alice set her bowl down and greeted him. "Archie won't you join us for breakfast?" she smiled. "I'd love to Mrs. Cooper but Kevin is waiting for me and Betty and B&G. I'm in a hurry" he smiled back. "Maybe next time" "Hey Betty! You're gonna expose Cheryl this time?" Chic laughed as Betty froze in her place. "What? What are you talking about?" she inquired looking at Chic and then Archie and then back. "They're rumors that she's been cheating on Veronica with some southside serpent girl" he laughed again. "Chuck saw them together at the Drive-In" "Hey dude! Don't believe anything Chuck Clayton says..He's a jerk" Archie spoke. "Yeah and also we don't expose people cheating on their significant others in B&G Chic! We highlight local problems which now include CHIC CLAYTON THE RUMOR PATROL!" Betty said disgustingly and left taking her bag.

On the other hand she didn’t knew her life was being thrown into a quicksand and when Jughead Jones asked about the Coopers he didn’t even knew that he will be ruining someone just for the sake of his desires. 

"What do you wanna know boss?" SweetPea asked fidgeting with a paper cup in his hand. "The founding families of Riverdale. The Coopers and The Blossoms!" he said looking annoyingly at Fangs and Toni as they arm wrestled with each other. "I want all of the information at my desk before the crowning" "Yes boss!" he said dragging Fangs with him and drifted off on his bike to Serpent storage in Wythe Wyrm. "Since when do you care about this trashy town and the families Jug?" Toni said in a flirty tone, putting her arms on his shoulders which he shrugged off quickly. "It's Forsythe and none of your business Toni" he replied and slowly walked towards his bike with an angry expression. "What is wrong with you? Every time I try and get close you push me away!" she shouted but he just ignored her and continued proceeding. "Can't you see we belong together?!" "No we don't Toni" he shouted back turning around and in an instance her face turned expressionless "And its better if you digest it soon that your little fantasy is never gonna happen" he shouted again. "You were just a good fuck that's it! Now fit that thought in here" he said mockingly tapping her forehead. "Don't bother me with this bullshit again or the next bullet that'll leave my gun will be in your head" he spat starting his bike and raving off leaving her red in anger and despair. "You will pay for this Jones" she mumbled under her breath.

The rage she was building up was evident through her eyes which mixed up in the diming rays of the sun but those eyes didn't knew that they were some of their last sunsets. Her desires of ruling were constantly being rejected day by day but what she didn't know was that a girl will be sacrificed in her search.

"V! Forget it" she said walking faster and dragging Kevin with her. "It'll be fun B! come on you gotta live a little too" she squealed. "Right Kev?" she said eyeing him angrily to join her. "No V! your stares won't work this time" he replied. "I can't bear Archie getting mad at me" "Oh come on its just another side of tracks where HUMANS LIKE US live! It's not a big deal guys" she spat another sentence to support her stance. "They're dangerous killers and drug dealers V!" Kev said and dragged Betty across the table in an empty classroom. "So you guys won't come with me?" They both nodded in disagreement and started chugging on their food when Veronica sat down with a sad face and sighed. "I have to tell you guys something" she started again. "But you gotta promise me that you won't tell Cheryl or Archie or anyone" she said as Betty put her hand on hers protectively. "Is everything okay V?" "I just-I heard stuff-bad stuff from Chuck-" she started. "Is this about Cheryl and the rumor he started about a serpent girl-" "B its true!" she spat as a tear escaped her left eye and both of them gave her a 'WHAT' expression. "Chuck sh-showed me a picture o-of a pink haired serpent with Cheryl. They were holding hands at the Drive-In at night" "What do you wanna do V?" Betty asked. "How can we help?" Kevin asked. "I just wanted to go there to-I don't know what!" she spilled and started crying harder. "Maybe get a piece of mind or maybe ask her-" "We'll go with you. Okay?" Betty said and Kevin's eyes went wide as he saw her throwing bad ideas like confetti. "After school?" she asked and V nodded in response as Kevin just sat there expressionless, counting the seconds of his life. The day went by slower than expected for both B and V but for Kevin it ran like a horse on bet and he considered every passing second was taking his dramatic self close to death. He pulled out his phone after school and dialed a number so close to his heart meanwhile V and B were so over his dramatic shit that they wanted him to leave his foolish self behind so they can go on Pink-Hunt in peace. "Archie?" Kevin spoke on the phone. "Hey Kev! Whats up?" he asked. "I just- I just wanted you to know that I love you and I-I'll never stop loving you Arch" "Huh?" he spoke in utter confusion. "Are you okay Kev?" "Yep fine. Totally" he said and sighed while Betty shouted at him from behind. "Stop being such a drama queen Kevin we have to be back before sun sets!" "Bye Archie!" he sighed again. "Yeah bye. See you tonight" he laughed listening the conversation. "Love you" and the call disconnected. "Seriously?" Betty eyed him annoyingly. "What?" he asked. "Just in case I don't come back I-" "Kevin! I know its dangerous but I'm sure they don't just shoot people out of hobby. Now let's go"

She was right for once that they don't shoot people out of hobby but that era was the reign of FP when the Serpents used to be dangerous but still peace ruled. When he died and his son stepped up the Serpents were scared that he'll turn the town upside down once he'll become the King and they were right. His approach was just authority and his sinful desires were slowly shaking up the Serpents but they couldn't say anything after witnessing what he did to a former Serpent. 

"Hal Cooper is the only one left of the Coopers after that crash and he was 17 when that happened. He also owes a loan of 20 Billion dollars to the Serpents which King FP generously divided into easy monthly payments" "Ugh! Of course my dad did that! What are we? A fucking store that gives out appliances on installments?" He scoffed and rolled his eyes. "What about his family?" "He has two children a son Chic Cooper and a daughter-" "Polly Cooper?" he smirked. "I remember her. She was hot just like her mother. How unfortunate of me that someone married her under my nose and I never got to taste that tall glass of sweet water" he laughed and SweetPea smiled. "The Serpent directory ends here" "Nothing else about him?" "No sir!" he said and Jughead gave him the signal to leave while returning to his work.

Little did he knew what his eyes were going to witness just because of Veronica's intense love for Cheryl someone will get sacrificed and the hungry King will fulfill his hunger by drinking from the cup of her innocence.

"Do you even know where we're headed V?" "I have no idea Betty" "But I think I know! We're headed towards the Serpent den where they will have a feast tonight and on grills our heads will be served" Kevin whispered and suddenly they saw a two bikers and then two more people with Serpent jackets standing in their way. "Oh crap B we have to get past quietly so they won't notice" "Are you nuts Veronica? Let's go back" Betty yelled under her breath. "We can't now! We've come so far and its worth a shot" Veronica whispered while Betty started fidgeting with her fingers like she does in anxious times. "Just quietly move past them" They started proceeding idiotically and suddenly a voice reached their ears that changed Betty's life forever in just one second. 

This was the moment Betty's little mind could never comprehend of what was coming towards her.The grasp of the Devil is so strong that once you're in, you have to die in order to regain what you'd lost. Your Innocence! But sometimes, rebirth isn't even an option when the Devil only has his sinful eyes for you.

“Hey blondie!” he spoke up, getting off of his motorbike, handing his helmet to Sweet Pea who was busy checking out the raven haired girl.

She turned around and saw him staring at her. It was not supposed to happen, her mind screamed at her. These guys were dangerous and she didn’t want any communication with them and someone from the gang calling her was a bad sign. She was out of breath and cursing V for what she did.

“Betty! Don’t answer..Run!” Veronica said and Kevin just stood there with the expressions of ‘WE’RE ALL GONNA DIE!’  

“Me?” she foolishly asked and he nodded observing her like a hungry animal does before he attacks his prey.

“Don’t..don’t go there B!” Veronica screamed under her breath but she slowly walked a little closer but not too close to him because she couldn’t afford not listening to him. He looked dangerous.

“Do you even know what place this is blondie?!” he inquired watching her lose her breath and her little frame tensed trying to make up a web of lies in her innocent mind.

“I-I’m sorry! me ‘n my friends were just walking and then we got lost” she made up the perfect lie or what she thought was perfect and her little mind was wheezing with happiness because this was the very first time Elizabeth Cooper lied.

He mischievously walked a little closer to her terrified frame and she backed away a little, fidgeting with her fingers. His smirk got bigger and her heart sank in her chest even more. Fangs, Toni and Sweet Pea gathered around Veronica and Kevin and they muggled up to each other in fear.

“What’s your name blondie?” he asked grabbing her fidgeting arm and felt her tensing up in his strong grasp.

“I-my-Elizabeth Cooper!” she blurted as his stare was scaring her even more.

“Cooper-huh?” he smirked again. “You’re hot just like Cooper women usually are” he licked his lips looking at her face. “How come I never laid my eyes on you before princess?”

“I-I moved here s-some months ago!” she looked at the ground while completely loosing her mind.

His sinister intentions grew even more as he twisted both of her arms, pulling her close. His breath smelled like alcohol and tobacco and hot on her coldly scared skin. Kevin and Veronica were on the verge of crying looking at her in the devil’s grasp. He closed the space in between them and slowly whispered in her ears. “You did the wrong thing coming here princess, now I’ve got my eyes on you” he said and kissed her on the cheek which sent electric waves of fear in her body. Whatever aura she had left his devilish self spellbind and he slowly, just in a matter of days realized what she was capable of doing without even uttering a word.

Her little self couldn’t hold back the tears that formed in her eyes and she started to shiver. He slowly let go of her and watched smilingly as she, without looking back or forth ran and ran all the way to her home and locked herself in her room leaving Hal and Alice shocked downstairs.

[coalandlili]

IF THIS IS FAKE IM CUTTING MY EARS OFF HOLY SHIT

[lilibug--xx]

Water Drops Like Rain

Read on A03  here

This is my Bughead shower scene! People ( @juggiesbetts ) kept saying around here they wanted this after Varchie’s scene, and I decided to write it! I left the begining purposefully vague. So here ya go!  

NSFW. 

She couldn’t help worrying about Jughead. The way his eyes looked so sad, and dark. The bags under his eyes darker than usual, lips curling down into a frown, lower lip with a slightly tremble. The pain reflected in the tightness of his jaw as he grit his teeth together. Betty could hear the tension. His shoulders were tight, hands clenched into fists. He kept pacing up and down the hallway, tugging his beanie down and then back up as he went.

She followed him with her eyes the whole time, worrying edging into the way she chewed her lip. Her own fists clenched tight, nails digging into the flesh of her palm. Her old crescent scars threatening to break back open with fresh blood if she increased the pressure.

Betty let out a sigh, her eyes fluttering closed as she unclenched her hands. She rubbed the soreness out on the legs of her jeans, smoothing the skin on her palms and the wrinkles on dark blue material. Her head was starting to ache from her ponytail and she had even re-tied it looser a couple of times now. She just needed to sleep.

She stood up, stopping in Jughead’s path as he paced. He had to stop or run into her, though she was surprised he even noticed her. He paused just in front of her, their fronts almost touching. He inhaled sharply, eyes meeting hers. She brought her hands up to his shoulders, rubbing up and down. He seemed to soften at her approach, shoulders relaxing a bit as her hands worked over the material of his denim jacket.

“Let’s go home for just a little while, okay? Everyone will be fine without us for a bit.” She pleaded with him, trying to break his resolve that he had to be this strong person all the time. He was allowed to slip and fall and climb back up again. He didn’t have to carry this weight on his shoulders alone.

Jughead searched her face, blue eyes filtering back and forth before finally settling on her lips. She parted them, tongue dipping out to wet the bottom one. The sting of strawberry sweetness hitting her. Betty then jutted that bottom lip out a little, pouting for him which she knew he couldn’t resist.

He closed his eyes, teeth clenched tight together before he sighed. “Fine.“

Betty beamed at him, smile on her lips. His lost their frown for a minute as her joy overtook him and he almost cracked a smile back. Her hands fell down, one taking hold of his wrist as she turned, pulling him down the hallway. “Let’s go to the trailer,” she was on a mission now.

They left the hospital on Jughead’s motorcycle. She was wearing his helmet, as he still had yet to get an extra one for her. Her arms wrapped tightly around his waist, fingers interlocking. She could feel all the muscles in his back pressed to her front, the soft planes of the lean muscle definition he had on his stomach underneath her hands. Her thighs tucked up underneath his, pressing warmly to the backs of his knees. She rested her chin in his shoulder, nose nudging into the separation of his beanie and hair, shielding her face from the wind as they rode.

Betty loved riding on Jughead’s motorcycle. It always got her hot in all the right places. She loved seeing him ride it, lean against it, work on it, anything. She especially loved the leather jacket that came with it, though he wasn’t wearing it today.

Before she realized it, the ride was over and Jughead was telling her to let go of him. Her cheeks flamed, and she quickly ambled off the bike, pulling the helmet off as well. She tossed it onto the seat after Jughead stood. “Sorry,” she mumbled, following after him as they walked across crunchy snow, more grey than white at this point. Their breath was visible in the cold air, the porch light bathing them in a dim orange.

Betty stepped inside after Jughead, pulling the door closed behind her and sliding the lock into place. They both shuffled their coats and boots off, her tan ankle boots hitting the floor next his black ones, chunks of snow falling onto the carpet around them.

She pulled the sleeves of her pink sweater over her hands, still chilled from the ride home. “Why don’t you take a hot shower?” she offered, heading into the small kitchen, beginning to look through the cabinets and fridge to see what she could make for them to eat.

He didn’t respond to her, just shuffled off in the direction of his bedroom.

There wasn’t a whole lot to work with in the kitchen, but Betty managed to pull together some buttered noodles, turkey sandwiches and was slicing up some apples. She had heard the shower turn on earlier, but it seemed to still be going. She glanced to the clock and frowned. Jughead had been in there a long time.

Wiping her hands in a towel, she plated their food, leaving it to sit on the counter. Padding back to the bedroom she walked around the bed and leant her ear up to the bathroom door. She didn’t hear anything beyond the sound of the water running. “Jughead, everything okay?” she called, with no response.

She turned the handle of the door, finding it unlocked. Steam billowed out as she opened the door, moving inside the warm room. The shower was one of those that had an opaque glass sliding door. She could see a blurry version of Jughead standing with his arms against the shower wall, head hung low as the water poured down his back. Instantly both her heart and her thighs clenched. She felt for him, she did, but she also wanted to feel him. The food could wait.

Her hands came up to the edges of her sweater, fingering the hem before dragging it up over her head, dropping it to pool on the floor next to Jughead’s discarded clothes. She shimmed out of her jeans, peeled her socks off and pulled the elastic out of her hair. She let out a sigh, rotating her neck as the slight headache she had been feeling lessened. Her bra and underwear finally came off, her skin already slicked with moisture from the humid heat of the bathroom.

Betty pulled the shower door open slowly, trying not to make much noise. She slipped inside, behind Jughead. Her toes were burning in the puddle of water at the bottom of the stall. She wound her arms around Jughead’s torso, finger tips pressing against his chest as she leaned her head in between his shoulder blades, her cheek pressing against his warm skin. He tensed briefly before relaxing back into her embrace.

“Betty?” he questioned, looking over his shoulder at her, pushing his wet hair up and back, out of his eyes.

She pressed a kiss to the skin of his back, her fingers trailing down his chest. She circled the small indents below his hip bones, thumb brushing the jut of the bone. She didn’t answer him, just continued to play with her hands. Fingers dipping and swirling through the black hairs that followed his belly button down to his cock.

Betty pressed her chest against his back, her nipples stiffening at the drag against his skin. She breathed a sigh into his shoulder, hot breath lost on his already heated skin. Jughead brought a hand down to grab her wrist, her hand hovering low on his belly. He drug her hand further south, to brush over his growing cock. Her fingers wrapped around him, giving him a slow pump from base to tip. He let out a groan, head falling forward, hand on the wall clenching into a fist. She felt him harden further under her grasp and she squeezed him a little tighter, twisting her wrist as she pumped him up and down.

He was panting now, hips bucking up against her hand. “Betts,” he shook his head, bumping back against her. “Stop.”

She froze at his words, hands falling away from him. She pulled herself from his back, arms crossing over each other.

He turned around, catching her in his arms and hauling her again at his chest, nuzzling his nose into her hair. “You were gonna make me cum, baby. And I’ve still got things to do to you,” he growled into her ear, his tongue licking up the side of it. Her lips parted, her hands now clutching at his neck, his cock pressed hotly against her belly.

“Oh, Juggie,” she sighed, tilting her head and revealing her neck to him. He backed her up against the wall of the shower, the spray of water just ghosting down Jughead’s back. The tiles were still cold, pressing against her own. She was hot all over, tingly and wet. His teeth nipped at her collarbone, up her neck and then back down again. He sucked on the skin above her breast, making his mark against her skin. He sucked another just above her collar bone, one that would be near impossible to hide later.

Her hands fisted in his wet hair, holding him close to her body as he kissed down her chest. He palmed her breasts with both his hands, thumbs rubbing against her nipples softly before tweaking them both with a hard pinch. Betty’s head fell back hard against the wall, a choking sounds coming from her lips. Her thighs clenched tightly together, desperate for some friction. At that, Jughead slid one of his thighs between hers, pressing in and upwards, catching her clit against him. She ground down on him, her thighs clenching around his.

He leant further down, licking the stripe of skin between her breasts. He grinned against her skin before gently massaging, fingertips lightly running over her nipples as he flicked his tongue out to one, and then the other. He brought a hand down to where she was grinding on his thigh, fingers finding her wetness there and spreading it around her clit. He brought his head back up, mouth finding hers in a bruising kiss.

She squealed into his mouth when he pinched her clit and he smirked. Her hands tugged on his hair pulling sharply before wandering down to his shoulders. His fingers applying soft pressure as he stroked up and down her folds. She pulled away from his lips, panting. “Please,” she let out breathlessly, a gasp caught in her throat as he circled her entrance. He obliged her, thrusting two fingers inside her wet heat, a slick sound emanating from the action. “Ohh,” she drew it out, head shaking against the tiles. She was tight, his fingers filling her up, but not uncomfortable. They hadn’t done this in a while.

Jughead leaned his forehead down against hers, eyes watching the drops of sweat collecting under her eyes, the tremble in her lips, and the fluttering of her eyelashes. “Baby, you’re so fucking tight,” he groaned against her lips, seeking them out and biting on her lower one like she had been doing all day. He sucked her lip into his mouth, tongue tasting the remnants of her lip gloss. She clicked her teeth together, snapping at him. He pulled back, glancing at her eyes. Her pupils were blown wide, and she was grinding against his hand as he pumped in and out of her, thumb rubbing the flesh just around her clit.

“Just fuck me,” her voice was raspy, raw with need. Her green eyes pleading with him to give her what she wanted.

Jughead pulled his fingers out of her, her whimper at the loss loud in his ears, just like the slick, wet sound from the action. He brought his fingers up to her lips and she immediately pulled them into her mouth. Running her tongue along the two digits, she tasted herself. Pulling his fingers out with a wet pop, he stepped fully between her legs, hands going under her thighs and lifting her up against the wall. Betty’s legs wrapped around his waist, ankles locking behind his back. His hands were firm on her ass, pushing her back against the wall as he ground his cock against her, sliding himself against her pussy.

“Betty,” he whispered into her ear, nosing along her neck.

One hand was wound around his neck, the other snaked between them, fisting around his cock. She brushed her thumb over the tip of him, swirling around the beads of pre-cum that were welling up. Guiding him to her, he slipped inside her pussy with little help.

“God, yes, Juggie.. you feel so good,” her eyes were closed, lip pulled between her teeth as she started to rake her nails down his back, leaving angry red lines in their wake.

She was slick, fiery hot as her tight walls gripped the intrusion of him. Jughead’s hands pulled her hips closer to him, angling her hips and thrusting swallowing into her. He tilted his head back, the spray of water running over his face. He rolled his neck around, before moving back and leaning forward into Betty. He slid his wet cheek against her neck, his hair dripping beads of water down her chest. Used his tongue to lap them up from her skin.

She was grinding against him, hips canting up towards his pelvis. He obliged her by pulling his hips back and then snapping then forward, thrusting sharply into her and then back out quickly, repeating the motion. She was chanting a mantra of ‘yes’ in his ear, her breath coming out uneven and in short pants. His own was labored, arms and legs burning as he shifted Betty up a little against the wall, pressing her against it harder. He groaned when he felt her walls tightening around his cock, her heels digging into his hips.

Jughead stilled his hips against hers and she whimpered slightly, the thrum of her clit stalling. She ground her hips against his, begging him to move again when his hands slipped against her hips, dragging her legs down his body. Her arms tightened around his neck as he stood her on shaky legs. Betty looked up to him, his blue eyes dark and lips swollen from their kisses.

“Turn around,” he tipped his head towards the wall behind her shoulders. She brought her arms down, turning in her place and pressing the palms of her hands flat against the wall. Jughead laid a hand in between her shoulder blades, warm and heavy against her. He pushed her forward, so she was flush with the wall, breasts tight against the tiles and she moaned at the pressure.

The planes of his chest pressed against her back and he leant down to suck on the side of her neck. She could feel his cock pressed up against her ass, the pulse of him as he shifted his hips against her. She pressed her forehead harder against the tiles, eyes tightly shut and her arms shaking. He was driving her crazy with need, could feel the wetness of her pussy, almost uncomfortable with it.

One of his knees slipped between her legs, pushing, knocking them open wider for him to step between. His hands were on her hips, pulling her back against him, grinding his cock against the slippery folds of her pussy. She moaned, turning her head and pressing her cheek against the tiles. Jughead moves from her neck to dip his tongue between her shoulders, licking at the salty skin, circling the freckles there. Betty pushed her hips back against him desperate for him to slip inside her, the emptiness she was feeling making her head dizzy.

“Say what you want me to do Betty,” his voice was hot in her ear, his nose now nudging her wet hair, inhaling the remnants of the shampoo she had used in this very shower earlier in the morning. One hand tightened on her hip, a growl coming from his throat as he recognized the scent of his shampoo. His other had slipped between her body and the wall, fingers brushing just above her clit.

“Juggie, please, touch me, do something, anything,”

His fingers slid further, thumb brushing past her clit with a gentle swipe before slipping two fingers back into her pussy and curling them up inside her. Betty let out a strangled moan, her hips pushing against his hand as he moved inside her, fingers curling and moving slightly in and out against her. Jughead was smirking against the back of her head, and she could feel his cock still grinding slowly against her.

He pulled his fingers out of her suddenly and she whimpered. Her breath a sharp intake when his cock suddenly replaced them. His own panting breath against her hair, his hands gripping her hips so tightly she was sure there would be bruises.

Jughead moved slowly behind her, sliding into her and then pulling out at a slow, easy pace. Her orgasm always built up the highest when they went slowly like this. It was torture, but the sweetest form when she finally came. She was biting her lip in anticipation, the thought of him filling her with his cum as they reached their peaks. She moaned again, the head of his cock pressing right against the spot that made her see stars.

“Right there, Juggie,” she managed to choke out, fingers gripping the tile wall in front of her tightly, her legs beginning to shake. His hips snapped against her, grinding against her hard, cock pressing into her deeper. He groaned at the way her walls clenched around him.

Her orgasm hit her hard, without warning as she suddenly tipped over that cliff she had been climbing. Her eyes rolled back into her head as the warmth pooled in her belly spread like wildfire all over her body. Her toes curled, tingling little sparks making their way across her skin as she moaned his name over and over.

Jughead had started to thrust faster, clock sliding in and out of her pussy with slippery, wet squelching sounds. His rhythm was frantic, his hand slipping back between her body and the wall, fingers finding her clit and rubbing. She was sensitive, hadn’t even bottomed out from her orgasm before he was tipping her into another one. She bit her lip, her back arching against his chest. The walls of her pussy clenching him tightly, and he moaned her name, hips slowing to a halt as he found his release inside of her. She could feel the hot spurts of his cum, loving the gentle pulse of it inside her.

They were both panting, chests heaving to catch their breath. He circled her clit one more time before Betty shook her head at him, her hips canting backwards, away from his fingers. He pulled himself out and away from her, arms coming up and turning her around to face him.

His while body was flushed red, no doubt so was hers. She ran her hands along his chest, fingers scrapping up his slick skin, finding purchase cupping his cheeks. He leant down to her, pressing a sweet kiss to her lips. Betty felt her thighs coated in his slick, and pulled away from his lips, fingers brushing over his jaw.

“You’ve gotten me all dirty, Jones. Time to clean up,” she looked at him, grinning. He smirked at her, looking down to her thighs briefly before pushing her against the wall again, her back pressed to it this time.

“Can’t have my princess dirty, can I?” he knelt down to his knees in front of her, hands holding her open for him. He looked up at her while his tongue lapped against her thigh, chasing his cum up her legs. She sighed, hand fisting in his dark hair, tugging against the wet strands as she guided him further up.

“I love you, Juggie.”

“I love you too, Betts.”

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BUGHEAD FANFICS

Someone please suggest some good slowburn smut Bughead fan fics!!!! I’m dying for some new material.

[bugheadspoby]

Bad, Sinful things. (Part 3 of Obsessed with my stalker)

Part 3.

*Please ask me in comments if you get confused because the story is just unfolding and Betty and Jughead have A LOT of bad past and psychotic things on their plates that they’re not ashamed of. Also it seems a little rushed but actually it isn’t and you’ll slowly get answers as the plot moves* *Frequent changes of POVS*

6:03 PM

“Going somewhere Elizabeth?” a queer bitchy voice reached my ears as I stopped in the tracks on the backside of Pops. “Who the fuck let you in?” I gasped making queer eye contact. “Oh, no one! I helped myself in..I used to live in Riverdale remember? ” she smirked. “Are you here to meet the boy of your dirty dreams?” “Why the hell do you care where I go or what I do? and why exactly are you showing me your disgusting face Darla?” I shouted. “Easy girl, easy! I’m just here to tell you that although I had some unfinished buisness with him..I had fun..” she said casually roaming around the broken tracks. “watching you kill that Blossom boy” she continued. “But right now… I prefer if you join him too” “So you’re here to kill me?” I frowned and laughed. “That’s the plan Cooper!” she smirked again. “And that’s why I decided to do it here! Killing you under his territory will bring nothing but joy to me” My mind rummaged quickly as she took out a pocket knife and stepped closer to me, holding it to my face and smiling like a freak. “It’s gonna be a long night if you oppose me now ponytail. So I suggest you step down and let my dagger taste your blood” she laughed. “Easy Darla! I bet you don’t wanna hurt me” I smirked looking at her face. “ I’ll bury you alive with..what was his name..your son? Kurtz?” I whispered smiling. Her face expressions turned hard and bothered as she gritted her teeth, cursing under her breath. “YOU. BITCH! you’ll pay” she shouted. “Both of you will!” I smiled looking back at the amazing yet awful memories of the sophomore homecoming night Jughead and I touched for the first time. *flashback* I was standing on the roof of the school as I watched Cheryl and Veronica kissing in the parking lot and I smiled because V finally got the nerve to ask her out but Cheryl being a bitch denied her the next day saying it was just the heat of the moment and she’s not interested. On the other side I saw Juggy, smoking a joint, annoyed just like me because of phonies and assholes that filled the place. He looked deliciously good that day with a black tux and his signature beanie and I caught him twice while he was checking me out at the party. He looked up at the roof and found me and I casually looked away but he didn’t. He kept on staring until I was out of breath. His stare did something to me that I could never understand. I was just enjoying this indirect eye fucking session when I felt a hand on my waist and I turned around to find the most annoying boy of Riverdale High,even more than Archie. Kurtz Tonsz. “What is a princess like you doing alone up here? In the middle of the dance?” he flirted. “I don’t feel like dancing Kurtz! Go away” I blurted taking his hands off of my waist. “Oh come on Elizabeth! Give boys like me a chance too.. I know you have your eyes on the most dangerous prize but I don’t think he’s into you” he said in a flirty tone as I looked at him in surprisingly disgusted manner. “You know nothing about me Kurtz. Get the hell away” I said and noticed Jughead smoking while his eyes were on fire looking at us. “He likes bad girls, the ones who are deadly” he said as I rolled my eyes.“You are the perfect girl Betty but maybe I can..” he said approaching closer as I flinched to get away from his tight grasp on my waist. “Maybe I can make you feel less of a good girl if you wanna be worthy for him. Just a tryout huh?” “Take your hands off of me Kurtz, now!” I shouted as the grip grew tighter. “Come on blondie don’t push too hard. I know you want it and I’ve never tasted a good girl before” he smirked at me pullinghis face closer as I pushed back and the next moment he was on the ground, bleeding from his mouth. “Betty are you okay?” he asked grabbing me by my arms. “J-Juggy?” I gasped, trying to comprehend what happened. “He’ll pay for it” he said as I just nodded, a little overwhelmed from the sudden turn of events. “He won’t touch you again..” he cupped my cheeks and pulled me a little closer to him with God knows what intention but it sent sparks into my body. “Go home Betty” His fingers caressed my waist and cold blooded eyes were burning holes in my body and when he finally let go, I ran off to home and locked myself in my room. After a while I just started smiling so hard, thinking about all the stuff that happened and I lost control over myself. We’ve been close before but never this close. I could literally feel his breath on my lips, his hands on my cheeks and his rough fingers on waist. I closed my eyes and laid down and before I could even think, my own mind betrayed me and hands went to places. I was feeling something so sinful touching myself in a way I never did before and when I realized what I was doing I was naked and dripping. It wasn’t just lust like I thought. It was something else about him. I was in love with him since a very long time but until that day I’ve mistaken it for lust. *end of flashback* 

“It took me three weeks to find him and when I did he was already buried” she spat. “Jughead didn’t bury him Darla! He just kicked him until he was out of Riverdale and in front of a car that ran, what was left of him, over” “But you know what blondie?!..it’ll be my pleasure to see him suffer over your trashed dead body” she moved forward a little and aimed the pocket knife on my throat as I smiled looking in her eyes. “Go ahead! What are you waiting for?” I laughed and she went on edge of anger when a bullet rummaged on the back of her leg and she fell down on her knees. “I thought I made myself clear when I threw you out of Riverdale Darla” Jughead said blowing the smoke out of his gun. “I guess I was wrong. Bitches like you never learn!” he smirked as she tried to struggle to get up on one knee. My eyes met his. His hair curl was casually sitting on his forehead covering his left eye, he was dressed in his signature ’S’ shirt and black jeans and he wasn’t wearing his beanie on his head and suddenly I began to realize that I wasn’t wearing any panties either. Our little moment ended when she suddenly screamed on the ground and attacked me with the knife and I fell to the ground too and everything went black all of a sudden. —- “Go ahead! What are you waiting for?” I heard her say and smirked at her courage. I knew this girl was trouble the first time I saw her. Courageous, beautiful, brave and drop dead gorgeous. Darla went on the edge of anger but before she could do it I shot her on the leg and she fell to the ground, grunting in pain. “I thought I made myself clear when I threw you out of Riverdale Darla” I said blowing the smoke out. “I guess I was wrong. Bitches like you never learn!” Somewhere in between her struggles I caught her eyes and she was busy checking me out, scratching her neck and biting her lips like she was freakishly turned on. We were just lusting on to each other when suddenly that filthy bitch attacked her with a knife and she fell to the ground. Serpents gathered at my call and took her away while I carried a passed out Betty in my arms. Her thighs were bleeding so bad and my trailer was pretty far away so I had to take her to the Wyrm. The Serpents called it a night and went back to their places after putting Darla into an abandoned trailer. I was literally in heaven as my inner pervert was finally a little bit satisfied by placing himself in between her legs, stitching her wounds and applying ointment. Her body started to tense up underneath my palms and I realized she was starting to wake up. It was so sexy how her body responded to my touch but it was a little awkward too. —- I opened my eyes and I was lying on a board-like uneasy surface, my legs were apart and hurted like a bitch. It took me sometime to realize that I had dirt in my hair and that someone was in between my opened legs trying to stitch my awkwardly placed wounds. I couldn’t get up because of the pain but I was finally awake and slowly realizing that I was on some sort of game board. Why is it so dark in here? Why are there p-poles? Stripper poles? Is this..? Holy Cr-Am I lying on a snooker table in the Whyte Wyrm? My mind flashed sparks and my eyes went to the back of my head when I recognized the touch between my legs. Was he stitching me up? Crap! I’m not even wearing anything underneath that terribly short skirt and my body is already reacting to him. I tried to get up despite of my jolting head and spinning vision. He was heating up his pocket knife with his lighter. He stopped to look up at me as I tried to maintain my sitting balance. “Hey! How are you feeling?” he asked caressing my cheeks. “I-I’ll be okay…just a little pain down there” I said as he smirked. “What are you doing with that knife?” “It’ll help your wounds heal better” “D-does that hurt?” I asked looking at the heated metal. “Yeah it will” he said. “But I know you can handle it” his whisper sent me to another world. My mind was on fire and so was my body and he was in charge of the situation right now which was even more sexier. He looked at me one last time before putting that fired metal on my leg and I screamed a little which made him smirk even more harder. I could clearly see right through him and his intentions were bad but in a good way. I was literally a meal on the table for him right now and for the first time in my life it felt so good to be helpless. He knew he had the authority right now, I even needed his help to move. He can do anything to me and I’ll be happy if he wants to take me right there on that snooker table. I can’t be on my knees right now but I’ll happily lick him to the core. “Where is everybody?” I asked breaking the silence. “Wyrm is closed on Thursdays” he said and I looked over to him. “Then what are you doing here?” I asked again as his eyes shot up to me. “What you’re trying to ask Betty? Shoot!” “Why did you call me in here when the Wyrm was closed and you weren’t working and Did you know about Darla?” “No! I didn’t know about Darla and I called you here on purpose” he confessed getting up from the floor and wiping his hands with a cloth. “I want this little game to be over Betty” “What game?” I asked as his face gained a mischievous smirk that burned my insides. “The game we’re both playing since ages” he whispered and sat down on the chair in front of me. “Lets confess the things we did for each other! Bad, sinful things” he grabbed both of my thighs and I went breathless looking in his eyes as his grip got tighter and tighter with every passing second. He slowly made his way underneath my skirt with his fingers and teased me. “I’ll go first” I must say he knew how to make a girl feel so vulnerable but yet so aroused at the same time and I was starting to wonder how his fingers will feel a little more inside of my skirt. “I am the one you probably presumed as your stalker” he finally confessed. “The one who left notes for you and roses that were just as beautiful as you are” “I can’t believe this!” I said as my eyes went wide. “I doubted you. I definitely did but..” “But what baby?” “F-FP?” I stuttered. “Yeah I did that! He deserved to be in jail for killing his own daughter but he never got in so.. I thought it’ll serve him well” he took one of his hands out of my skirt leaving a warm spot and brushed my hair out of my face. “Your turn” “I-” my words came out weak. I never felt this vulnerable to anybody. “I-I killed y-your Queen” I spat and started looking down for God knows what reason. It was maybe guilt, maybe shame or maybe just a thought that what will he think about me but then he suddenly pushed me back and I was lying on the table as he climbed up on me, between my opened legs. “My Queen?” he whispered in a different tone and I could’ve bet he’s angry at me. I don’t know what got me to confess something like this in front of him. I never knew what he felt about her and I just presumed that I’m the better option for him. “She’s not dead! She’s right here lying at the table as I’m praising her beauty” he said and looked at my surprised face before he casually pushed a finger inside and OH BOY that felt incredible. I gasped and lifted my body a little as his skillful fingers made there way in and he moaned and smiled too at the feeling of my wetness. “Don’t come yet” he commanded and I looked at his face but I was too turned on to observe the way he studied my face as his fingers went deeper. “Now my turn!” “I love watching you from Archie’s window” he bit his lip as I rolled my eyes in pleasure. “I was so close to jerk off the night I saw you naked but boy Archie had to destroy it, by existing” I giggled at his words and he gave me a little spin that threw me off the edge. “J-Juggy” I stuttered. “I-I can’t-I-I have to..please” I begged as he smiled vividly and then whispered coming close to my lips. “It was one of my sick fantasies to not let you come till you cry but you look so good begging for it” he gently touched my shivering face with the other hand. “Don’t hold anything back babe..let it all out” I screamed and the very next second I did what he commanded and he was just smiling at me with I don’t know pure adoration or something but it was something I’ve never seen on his face before. “That was even more beautiful than I ever imagined” he kissed me on the lips which lasted some moments and I knew that the taste was bound to last forever but the next moment he said something that twisted my heart and turned my world upside down. “I have another confession to make Betty” he sighed. The look on his face showed how bad it was going to be and I was terrified for a second followed by “What is it?” while I cupped his face gently and his face began to melt. “I killed Hal Cooper” he whispered.

[bugheadspoby]

We're both crazy. (pt. 2 of Obsessed with my Stalker)

*Frequent changes of POVS*

29th August

Forsythe Pendelton Jones Jr. got arrested for Jason Blossom’s murder and the whole town sighed in relief except for the girl next door. She haven’t slept a wink since the news broke out. Who can possibly plant the murder weapon in his locker? and where did they find it? She buried them in the ground, this was one of the few things she learned from her favorite mystery series but the questions kept on spiraling in her mind. Was it her stalker? She haven’t received a note since that discovery. What could possibly be cooking up for her?

Jughead saw her tension visibly. He knew she haven’t slept in days and he didn’t either because he was busy observing her through the red head’s window and he had all the answers she craved but he wanted to feel the tension she felt inside her because he was crazy for when she contracts her little self and her body tenses up, lost in thoughts, trying to make things right by committing more sins. They both were equally crazy and psychopathic, both about each other and the little world of sins they created in disguise. The summer camp in school she joined for extra credit was finally over, which meant no more locker notes for a few weeks but her window was still open for them and she anxiously waited for them to come. She craved answers and only from him. On the other hand he loved watching her loose her mind over the arrest of his father. He was a creep and she was equally sinful, this is what made them a perfect power couple in Jughead’s mind. — 6AM in the morning she woke up by the sound of alarm clock and with her I woke up too because the sound was loud enough to wake someone who is a normal human being and not Archie. She stretched and yawned and then got up from her bed making her way to the semi closed blinds of her window and there it was! an answer I bestowed her. She picked it up and read it and suddenly she smiled creepily and her body breathed. Her shoulders relaxed and a soothing expression covered her face. It was just like the expression of my dreams when I finally let her come and it is oh so good. Oh how I love it when she looks like this but I love it even more when she is angry and tensed, that’s just hot on a different level.

“I got you covered babygirl, now you owe me”

She threw the paper away and laid down again on the bed facing the roof and I could perfectly see her curves, with her chest heaving up and down. My inner pervert was screaming at the sight of her never ending legs and the tight shorts that barely covered her ass was making me hard again. The cow named Archie shifted in his bed just when I was about to reach for my little one. He knows perfectly how to ruin a moment and he never have to put any effort, he just exists and boom! it’s ruined. He woke up and saw me at the window and without any suspicion, which requires a brain, he just greeted and walked into the bathroom. I turned around and she was gone too. I guess my little one has to wait more. I sighed and picked up my bag and rushed to the school where all the B&G staff was having a meeting, well it was just me and Kevin until I got to the office and to my surprise I found someone special waiting, in a perfect pink tank top and tight jeans that blew me away the moment I saw them on her long legs.

“Betty Cooper? What are you doing in the Blue and Gold staff meeting?” I asked, trying not to stare at her legs. “Jughead! Actually Kev called me here but he had to cancel. Today is my first day at the Blue and Gold” she said with a smile. “You’re-what?” I asked surprisingly. The one thing I was good at was writing and now she came here too to destroy me with her sexy little freaky self. How am I supposed to do stuff when she is literally sex on legs and constantly forcing me to push her down on Kevin’s nice little coffee table and give her a feeling she will never forget. “Yeah..I know you don’t like working with other students but I really need this for some extra credit and also to take my mind off of some things too” —

“Betty Cooper? What are you doing in the Blue and Gold staff meeting?” I heard his voice and a current ran in my body. An electric shock that turned me on instantly. God! why does he have that effect on me? Why him? Why a loner, dangerous Serpent King who probably cuts people down in his free time turns me on so bad and I feel things that I never even knew existed within me. This is unfair on so many levels but BETTY! you gotta stay focused, come to the point real quick. “Jughead! Actually Kev called me here but he had to cancel. Today is my first day at the Blue and Gold” I said awkwardly and he just looked at me with his signature smirk smile and the next thing I know was that I was wet downstairs. Can’t he feel the tension in the air? Can’t he just take me right there on Kev’s table? This is so bullshit. “You’re-what?” he asked surprisingly. “Yeah..I know you don’t like working with other students but I really need this for some extra credit and also to take my mind off of some things too” I blurted and regreted instantly. TOO MUCH INFORMATION FOR SOMEONE WHO IS PROBABLY YOUR STALKER BETTY! my mind yelled at me and he just kept on looking at me with creepy eyes. “What’s wrong Betty?” he asked in a dead serious tone and his voice turned cold. “Nothing just..typical family drama” I said fidgeting with my fingers. “I-Its fine Betts! You’re welcome to join!” he said after an interval and I smiled at him. “oh and theres this article that I’m working on and I was hoping Kevin will edit it but since hes M.I.A and you are newly recruited..you have to do it for me!” he commanded handing me a file and I was dying to say YES SIR but that would be awkward. “Yeah I will edit it till tomorrow” “Oh actually no! I want it in the next paper so tonight is the deadline” his expressions changed from soft to I don’t know what but he definitely had some mischief in his mind being all bossy. “Oh-um okay I will just drop it by then. Where will you be at night?” OUTSIDE YOUR WINDOW BETTY! DUH. “Whyte Wyrm!” he spurted and my veins sparked. “Wh-wyrm? You know I can’t be there Jug!” “Why the hell not?” he asked. “Last time I was there at your crowning some freak threatened me because I’m a damn northsider” I said going down the awful memory lane. “Tall Boy? he won’t be a problem this time and.. since my dad..” he said and then stopped in between looking at the ground and I felt utter guiltiness in my veins. I was the damn reason his father was behind bars for something I did and my crazy stalker covered it up for me by sending the father of the boy I’m nuts for, to jail! How fortunate I am! “He’s not..around much since then” he completed. “Oh..I’m sorry Jug!” Okay Betty! time to get on point. Remember why you’re here in the first place. I took his hand and he looked up to me. “How are you holding up?” Perfect! I give perfect fake gestures of sympathy despite of the fact that I was having multiple wars inside my head, drowning in guilt and angry about my stalker but still.. looking at him, the feeling was getting stronger and I was two steps closer to my next mistake. He always makes me do things that my fake perfect self would never even think about. I was dangerous and it was all because of him and God knows what kind of drastic effect he has on me. “I’m okay..I guess” he said “he was never a good father or a good husband and he actually found his place.. Where a criminal like him belongs.. He’ll be at peace now for the rest of his life” once again my mind shouted at me. How about you use him to get to that skank? Would that be selfish? Who cares? I’m doing it. It’s time to play his dirty game my way. You’re doing good Betty just keep going. — “Last time I was there at your crowning some freak threatened me because I’m a damn northsider” she blurted. I remember that day clearly. She was standing far off with the Lodge bitch and I gifted Fangs a punch for flirting with Betty. Sweet Pea’s father the oldest living serpent scumbag gave me the crown and she stood there smiling as I wore it. She looked like a walking sex in the blue satin shirt and tight pink skirt with her hair down. I was so happy looking at her when my father brought a pink haired bitch in front of me and pronounced her my Queen without even asking what or who I want. The next day she was found dead in her trailer.

“Tall Boy? he won’t be a problem this time and.. since my dad..” I stopped in between to observe her reaction. I could see her guilt through her eyes and I was loving it. If only she knew what effect she has on me. She makes me go all crazy but what I hate the most is that I’ve had enough of suffering the madness all alone. I want her in it too. I want her to feel the same things I’ve felt. “He’s not..around much since then” I completed.

He’s not around because of me and nobody knows what went down in the wyrm the night Tall Boy came out to me about my plans and her crimes.

*flashback*

“I know what you’re doing boy” he shouted at me while a cigarette hung in between my lips. “You can’t pin all this on your father! You bastard!” “Easy Tall Boy. You don’t wanna mess with the king!” I smirked. “He is the one who made you King and you’re doing this bullshit to him?! To your father?” he shouted again. “Yeah I know..He is the one who dragged me in the serpents, he is the reason my mom left me and he is the damn reason JB died so yeah he deserves it!” I shouted back. “And you can’t possibly do anything to change my mind because THAT TIP has already been sent to the sheriff” I said and turned around until he spoke again. “I know who killed that Blossom boy and I know you’re doing this for that Cooper bitch” he spurted as my eyes turned red in anger. “I know she is the one who poisoned my niece and then her bitch mother published it as an Overdose of Jingle Jangle in her newspaper” I punched him before he could say more. Blood splattered from his face as he tried to maintain his balance. “Don’t you fucking dare disrespect your queen Tall Boy” I said and walked away trying to control my anger and planning to get rid of him. And the next day he was missing.

“I’ll see you tonight Betty!” I said patting her back and leaving the room before I do something stupid because boy Archie is having a deep influence on me nowadays. Half of my days pass by thinking about Betty and her legs and the other half goes thinking that how can a man be possibly as brainless as Archie is. I guess I’ll never know.

After leaving school I went straight to Tall Boy just to make sure he’s still alive for a fresh punch because that bastard doesn't even deserve to die this soon after disrespecting Betty. I turned on the lights of the abandoned trailer and saw him awake, still struggling to let himself out of the chains I tied him with. “Are you ready for your final punishment Tall Boy? Do you have any last wish?” I smirked. “You’re not gonna get away with this!” he said. “Oh come on Tall Boy! last time I was here you were pleading for your life. Why this change all of a sudden?” “You will pay! Just wait and watch! she’ll slit your throat the way she did to the Blossom boy and then send your chopped up body to the serpents” “You have no idea what I’ll do to her once I’ll get her Tall Boy! She’s gonna be my perfect queen” I whispered. “But too bad you’re not gonna be there to see it when we’ll have the ceremony after the night I mark her” I laughed and took out my pocket knife. “Say goodbye to the world you worthless snake” “Before you kill me! Remember that JellyBean died because of you! not because of FP” he blurted as my eyes turned red once again and I slit his throat twice just to make sure that bearded bitch dies painfully and left not knowing why my eyes were raining all of a sudden. All the way back to Archie’s home I couldn't stop thinking about what he said but to distract myself I tried thinking about the night I’ll get my hands on her. Oh Betty! You have no idea..I will woo you in a dark place but unlike him you’ll be lying in my bed instead of a grave and screaming my name instead of screaming for mercy. — I was pretty nervous while getting ready for the Wyrm with the intention of getting laid tonight and I’m not complaining when it comes to the boy of my sinister dreams..I’ll let him do anything he wants to do to me even if its on a snooker table in the Wyrm.. What a fantasy Betty! I want everything to be perfect. I want to look irresistible and I want to bring his inner perv out and then I’ll make him go even more crazier.

I did the right thing! Toni was never the right one for Jughead and he surely doesn't know what I did to her little faux pink bitch. 

I was, I am and I will be the perfect one for him no matter what happens. He needs a woman like me who is deadly, sinful and head over heels in love with him, drowning in his lust and craving him since the day she found out that he likes to see her naked. He is such a beautiful emerald eyed, raven haired walking sin that with every look he makes me want to rip off that snake skin from his body and cherish him by tasting every inch of him.

Oh Juggy! I’ve committed so many sins for you and now I’m gonna take what’s rightfully mine. YOU. TONIGHT!

[bugheadspoby]

This was the moment Betty's little mind could never comprehend of what was coming towards her..The grasp of the Devil is so strong that once you're in, you have to die in order to regain what you'd lost. Your Innocence! But sometimes, rebirth isn't even an option when the Devil only has his sinful eyes for you.

Spellbind- LUST AND INNOCENCE (Bughead AU) chapter 1. Coming soon.

[coalandlili]

IF LILI AND COLE DON’T CARE WHO KNOWS THAT THEY’RE IN LOVE then shit. it’s only a matter of time.

here are a couple of things that you can do to be ready for when the day comes.

be prepared. get ur shit together. get those post notifs on. practice acting surprised. start the drafts for the supportive posts. thank you for coming to my TED talk.