#riverdalefanfic

[queenofsaltinesss]

would you guys be interested in more Sweet pea fanfic? right now im still working on my Damien Haas fic (next chapter will be out today) BUT i still see people liking my sweet pea fic and i think i could do some good stuff with the idea

let me know

[destielbaited]

For the prompts - “this is how the story goes”

Well first of all im so sorry for taking so much time to write this prompt, but after yesterday, it felt right; so i hope you dont mind this is a bughead drabble. (you know the one!!)

Also thank you so much for sending the prompt.

Prompt from this list.

This is how the story goes.

I knew Riverdale as a small town with pep, but now is a place cursed with its own darkness. Much like me at this point. After my trip to New York, I was able to tap into some close doors and amends need it to be made.

But there was one thing that my brain didn’t complete the puzzle. The long asserted toxic voicemail. That was what drove me to Betty’s house that night. It was a reflective act. I need to atone for my mistakes and know the full extend of those mistakes.

I knocked at her door, blood pumping and sweat hands. The girl next door ajar the wood panel enough that I could see her gold locks slipping between her eyes. Even though I was a writer, words fled me.

I started straight, stating that I didn’t remember the full voicemail, and I need to know. I proposed if she could sum up to me, or give the downlights. Instead, she reached for her phone and played the down right toxic mail.

So I set on her couch, my eyes were unfocused for the duration of the voicemail. My mind played the last half decade of mismanaged shit with the worst soundtrack ever.

“I really fucked up, didn’t i? My life, my career, our friendship.” I look up at her, eyes marinated with tears. “I need you to see that yes, knowing about you and Archie stung me, more that I could convey, but Betty everything that I say in this voicemail is bullshit, is a lie, those are words of a drunken jobless pathetic man.”

“You are not pathetic.” said Betty. I knew her enough to see she was holding back tears. This was the second time that I apologized. The first one, she was to worry about killers and left mid conversation.

“Yes, I am. Everything I did was wrong.” I obliterated a tear that slipped from my eyes. It occurred to me an eerie coincidence. “Why every time we broke up I’m always the one who ends up a mess?”.

We didn’t have a toxic, submissive, let alone abusive relationship, but it was a fact that in the duration of 4 years of relationship my life derailed after we broke up.

“You never depended on me, Jug,” clarified Betty. “Maybe is your mind making these connections with trouble times in your life. If you think through this view, hell, how many times a serial killer chased me? Or how many times you were almost beaten to death during our relationship?”

I ponder that for a moment. She was right; she was always right.

“I’m sorry either way, for how I treated you and especially what I said to you.” Was weird being at her side again. The place used to be mine, but now I sensed spider webs of abandonment.

“It’s not your fault. I’m not gonna lie. The voicemail put a complete stop on us and hit my weak spots. But I was unfair to you. I cheated for a better description. And Cheryl was right, I guess.”

“Cheryl?” my eyebrows furrowed.

“Yeah, back when you were pretending to be dead, she talked to me about me and Archie and she said that I didn’t love Archie, that I worshipped the idea of being in love with the perfect relationship. And I see now, she was right.”

At this point, Betty lost me for a moment. I didn't know what was happening. This was supposed to be an apologize, two ex and friends rebuilding the bridge that wrecked apart from their story. But did she just admitted that she doesn’t love Archie? Wasn’t my place to ask since she continued.

“Either way, I made a horrible, incredible, stupid mistake and I sincerely I’m so sorry for hurting you, you trusted me and I destroyed that trust in one evening.”

“I guess we are both sorry, then.” I chuckled.

“We agree on something, finally.” She reciprocates the smile.

We didn’t build the bridge back in that instant. It was a process. We need time for the actual work to begin after we sketched the reconstruction plans. As known to writers, once a wip was in your head, the only safe avenue is to write upon them, and that was my plan.

[freezing82]

Hey everyone!

As promised, CH4 of Our Dirty Little Secret is here!

Thanks to the lovely @ponytailplaymate

​ for volunteering to be my beta. A decision I hope she’ll never regret LOL

So, without further ado, I present you: Our Dirty Little Secret - Chapter 4 “Killers & Coffees”

“Betty has a new favorite place in town and as weird and bizzarre as it might sound, that place is the Whyte Wyrm. The Serpent's hangout and HQ. She's come to the conclusion that if she's able to find acceptance and a good laugh, the Whyte Wyrm is a nice place as any. The only thing she's not entirely honest with herself about, is the fact that what truly makes her come back to the club almost every weekend, is Jughead.”

Enjoy!

[littlebarchie07]

Flashfiction: Betty x Archie

Takes place JUST after their kiss in 4x17

“Arch -” He felt her pull back as clammy hands pressed against his chest, gently pushing him away.

Archie’s eyes fluttered open. If someone asked, he couldn’t explain what had just happened, or how it happened. All he could really do was feel. His heart was hammering, thumping furiously as his mind hummed with a thousand moments that had passed between them. She was so pure, so perfect and it had taken him so long to realise it; but the song, her voice, her eyes... everything called out to him and he couldn’t hold it back any longer.

He didn’t want her to say anything as his eyes locked onto hers, glistening like diamonds in the pale light.

Archie’s hand reached out and cupped Betty’s face, she lent into his hand and pressed a feather light kiss onto his palm.

“We can’t.” Her voice was shaky. Her breathing uneven.

Her eyes lowered and she swallowed, hard.

“Betty, I -“ he didn’t quite know the words. She looked up and her caught his gaze.

“I should get going. I mean, it’s getting late.”

She slipped away from him. Archie’s body stilled and he couldn’t bring himself to move. His eyes trailed after Betty as she turned. She looked over her shoulder, a softness in her eyes.

“I’ll text you.” She said simply before her feet shuffled and she shuffled out the door.

He heard the door click, his heart still racing.

His fingers found his lips, the essence of Betty, ruby red and raw, still burned upon them.

Things were about to get a whole lot complicated, but one thing was certain. The boy who once thought he would never be good enough, knew in his heart that it didn’t matter to her.

Pulling his phone out, he quickly typed a message, sent it and waited.

‘We need to talk. Meet me at the bunker later.’

She was usually quick to reply, but a short time passed and Archie grew nervous. Suddenly his phone vibrated.

‘I’ll be there.’

[peachesxedits]

sweet pea x OC ('mal' jones)

| on wattpad |

story: LEATHER SKINS by ncsari

characters: sweet pea | riverdale | / alaska young | looking for alaska |

actors: jordan connor / kristen froseth

DO NOT STEAL OR REPOST WITHOUT MY PERMISSION!!

[clozzersaurus]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

NEW CHAPTER!!!

Chapters: 7/? Fandom: Riverdale (TV 2017) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Betty Cooper/Jughead Jones Characters: Betty Cooper, Jughead Jones, Veronica Lodge, Cheryl Blossom, Polly Cooper, Archie Andrews, Hiram Lodge, Jason Blossom, Alice Cooper, Hal Cooper, Ethel Muggs, Hermione Lodge, Jellybean Jones Additional Tags: bughead - Freeform, bugheadau, AU, Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Eventual Smut, Eventual Romance, Angst, Slow Burn, Co-workers, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Riverdale AU Summary:

Fresh out of college, Betty Cooper gets a dream job working for Lodge Publishing House. The only problem is, her and Veronica Lodge have been best friends for four years, and some of her fellow colleagues, particularly one Jughead Jones, don't take too kindly to her personal connections with the Lodge family.

[stanlena-barchie-yesplz-blog]

One Summer can change everything

Part 1-Betty’s Diary

(takes place around 2x22) *Betty’s POV*

Dear Journal,

It feels as though the world is crashing down on me all at once. One second my dad is the black hood and my whole body is numb. Then as I get the slightest happiness back, Archie gets arrested. It’s like nothing has been normal since Jason’s death. Jason was just the start of what damage Riverdale will face. I hope Archie is okay. I’m going to visit him, but I am trying to avoid my dad at all costs. He’s the last thing I need to deal with right now. Jughead just asked me to be serpent Queen but my plate might be too full to take on that role with everything going on in Riverdale. Plus, Polly and my mom have been acting strange lately. Right now the priorities for Veronica, Jughead and I-Get Archie out of prison.

I close my Journal and crash back into my pillows. This is going to be a hectic summer.

[kaylaarann]

Tempting Fate, Chapter 46: I’ll accept the charges ~ Fanfiction.net ~ AO3

New chapter (updated yesterday, for those who may have already read it). - Playing with these edits is fun.  - Having no footage of Jellybean in infuriating. - You are awesome.

Story summery: Betty is being held captive by the Ghoulies, only to have an unconscious man - she's never met - thrown in with her, Jughead. After helping each other escape, things will only get more interesting as the Southside Serpent and High school cheerleading journalist get to know each other better, much better. Bughead, Humor/Romance/Thriller, Smut, Little OOC... Give it a go, you won’t regret it! 

(SPOILERS BELOW FOR THOSE WHO HAVN’T READ CHAPTERS 1 - 45)

Preview:

Betty followed as Jughead lead Jellybean into the only room in the Whyte Wyrm she had yet to venture inside. The one opposite the meeting room on the second floor.

Jughead switched on the light and the details of the room came into view. On one side was a large wooden desk adorned by a computer on one side and trays of documents and binders on the other. Beside the desk was a tall, single-column filing cabinet and a bookshelf.

An office, this is an office. Betty summarised, however, after walking further into the room she spotted the mattress that was hidden behind a divider curtain on the other side of the room, that said otherwise.

“This use to be my room before I took Dad’s.” Jughead said, plopping an extra blanket down on the double sized bed.

“How long has dad been gone?” Jellybean asked.

“Few months.” Eleven months. Jughead wouldn’t say exactly how long, that would worry his sister. He flung the extra blanket over the bed. Jellybean was the kind of person that was always cold, she always had been when she was actually in Jughead’s life at least. She still was, she appreciated the extra blanket.

“Why’s he been gone for so long?” Jellybean asked, if she only knew.

“That’s a conversation for another day, just get some sleep.” Jughead told her, heading for the door.

“Goodnight, Elly.” Betty said from the doorway with a kind smile, one that was quickly and easily returned by Jellybean.

“Goodnight guys.” Jellybean said, toeing off her shoes.

Jughead locked his apartment door, as he always did, before they head to bed. He’d put his number in Jellybeans phone before taking her down to the office and told her if she wanted to get into the apartment to call or message him.

Betty hopped into the bed beside Jughead and he pulled her into his arms.

“I’m so glad you’re here.” He said with a crooked smile. 

“We’re lucky mom had to go out of town or I probably wouldn’t be.” Betty chuckled. Alice had to go out of town for an important press conference, fortunately for Betty her dad went too, much to Alice’s dismay. Her parents were still working things out at The Register, they were both still working there for the time being.

“What she doesn’t know, won’t hurt her.” Jughead said mischievously as he pressed his lips to hers...