You can’t go two hours, let alone two days, without it. - Donna Sweett with the facts
Bughead Appreciation Week | Day Five | Hands, Hugs, or and Kisses


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You can’t go two hours, let alone two days, without it. - Donna Sweett with the facts
Bughead Appreciation Week | Day Five | Hands, Hugs, or and Kisses
chapter one: the usurper
Second submission for Riverdale Kink Week and it is Halloween-themed!
Prompt: Betty with two Jugheads, I don't know how, I don't know why, with double penetration.
Jughead swipes his beanie off his head and self-consciously rakes his nails through his hair. Staring down into his empty crown, he cannot help admitting, “Sometimes I do wish there were two of me.”
He yanks his beanie back on with another huff, shaking his head. “I know I can be really narrow-minded. It’s hard for me to let myself get distracted when I want to write something. I just don’t want to waste it because when writer’s block hits, it really hits,” he rambles, knowing he is making excuses for himself. “It would be perfect if I could be in two places at once sometimes. One could write and the other could be with Betty in the way she needs.”
Sabrina listens without interruption and nods, if not in agreement then at least in acknowledgment. Sensing he is finished feeling sorry for himself, she proposes, “Sounds like you need to find a happy medium.”
read the beginning here on AO3
and many many thanks to @arsenicpanda for beta’ing this story and giving so much great feedback!
lovely header created by the phenomenal @theheavycrown, and it is absolutely gorgeous! the coloring, the timing, i am humbled by her generosity <3
When Nobody’s Watching
Betty Cooper/Jughead Jones
Betty and Jughead find themselves in an empty movie theater on Halloween, what else are they supposed to do?
Meant for @riverdale-events Kink Week 2020 Theme 1: Paraphilia Playground and @riverdalebingo Summer 2020 “Only Two in a Movie Theater” but I missed both deadlines soo here this is anyway though lol!
Shout out to both that anon from today and @kagszzy for lighting a fire under my ass and pushing me to get this done lmao
supressants
Due to slowdowns from the United States Postal Service, Jughead's medication doesn't arrive on time. Betty assists, like the amazing best friend she is. || ao3
a little a/b/o for kink month “week” with Alpha!Betty and her roommate, Omega!Jughead for the theme Fantasies Come True.
I had already started this, but found that #65 of the prompt game fit, so here she is! hope you ((but specifically @strangenightsofdaydreams for suggesting this)) enjoy!!
Jughead chewed his thumbnail as he sat on the foot of the bed in front of Betty, waiting for her to finish the email she was composing.
“That anxiety is palpable, friend.”
A noise of confusion escaped him as he paused, staring at her with what he was sure was an awestruck expression.
Sweet Cherry
Central air. God, why don’t we have central air?
This is all Betty Cooper can think about as she sits in front of their broken air conditioning window unit while she fans herself with an old magazine. She’s spent the last hour tinkering with it, hoping her mechanic skills could come in handy. A car engine and an air conditioning unit can’t be that different, right?
Wrong.
She didn’t want to give up but after an hour of failed attempts, the window unit sputters and clanks around, as if vocally signaling its imminent death. Betty lets out a heavy sigh before she flops onto the floor, relishing in the feel of the cool wood against her overheated skin. It provides her an infinitesimal amount of comfort which is better than nothing at this point.
Read more here.
Written for @riverdale-events (Riverdale Kink Week) - Ponytail Perversions: Temperature Play and Sensation Play
And @riverdalebingo Summer 2020 - Teacher AU - E - smut - 1868 words - Betty/Jughead
Moodboard by the phenomenal @moons2stars
love is in the air (every sight and every sound)
Superman/Lois Lane AU, Heart of Gold Series
For @riverdale-events // Riverdale Kink Week // Theme 4: Ponytail Perversions
Before long she is laying boneless, trembling against the marble bench top as he licks his lips, satisfied with her sated state.
Cradling her lithe body to his chest, he lifts her gently in one arm, unbuttoning his shirt with the other. Within seconds he is laying her down against the messy bed sheets, admiring her naked form, flushed and wet as she waits for him.
Taking care to not overwhelm her hypersensitive skin, he hovers over her, brushing hair off her dampened forehead. Slipping into her slickness leaves him cursing, her clenching walls sucking him in as he begins thrusting, her hoarse voice demanding ‘more Juggie’.
He blocks out all other noise when their flesh connects, addicted to only hearing the sweet little whines and mewls that escape her pink lips. He focuses on her heart racing in her chest, his dirty whisperings leaving her gasping for air, his thrusts matching her pounding heartbeat in his ears.
Continue Reading Here On AO3 <3
Thank you to my superhuman beta Lisa @moons2stars she is sensational!! Much love my darling <3
Chapter 2
Summary:
“I want you to meet my roommate,” Jughead said randomly over Chinese takeout later that night.
“Why do you say it like you want me to meet your parents?”
“Nah, it’s nothing like that. He’s just important to me. And you’re important to me. Therefore, you should meet.” He grinned. “You’ll love him.”
“Well, from what you’ve told me, I already do.” She stabbed a piece of sesame chicken with her chopsticks and popped it into her mouth.
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Chapter 2 now online!
Or start from the beginning
When an unfortunate accident puts the breaks on their scenic drive, Betty and Jughead find themselves stuck waiting for help.
The car won’t be the only thing getting serviced.
“Well... fuck,” Betty mutters before speaking up over the beat of rain on metal, “we’re going to have to wait it out or call for roadside assistance.”
A minute passes without a response from Jughead. She turns her head to find him staring with rapt focus, his eyes glued to her chest. His beanie is sodden, and his curls lay flat across his forehead, the water making a slow trek down his brow. A single drop clings to his bottom lip, and his tongue reaches out, swiping it away.
The long spikes of his eyelashes, the pink of his lips and tongue - she’s entranced by the moisture on Jughead’s skin, the same way he’s captivated by the damp fabric clinging to hers. Her breasts ache, heavy with the intensity of his attention.
Of all the days to not wear a bra under her t-shirt.
—Rain Comes Down by @theheavycrown // Read on AO3
COMPLETE // Rating: E
An anon sent me the following prompt for the Riverdale Kink Week Mini Game: Betty and Jughead are on the side of the road with a flat tire waiting for a wrecker. It starts to storm. The idea immediately ran away with me. This is for them, whoever they are.
For @riverdale-events // Riverdale Kink Week // Theme 3: Across the Universe (of Paraphilias)
I have bottomless gratitude for @bettysnooper and @kovicjones for being incredible friends and detailed beta readers. They fixed my bad punctuation, spruced up my words, cheered me on, and added the right amount of flare all while being the best humans. Thank you to @bugggghead for being patient, kind, and thorough in making me the perfect graphic. And kisses to @pennyroads for coming in clutch with a summary. Where would I be without your guys’ help? Floundering in a sad pile of blankets.