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cashmeremars · 3 years

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𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 || 𝐚.𝐚

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: archie andrews x fem!reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: reader gets attacked at Fred’s construction site and is severely hurt

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: angst, violence (you literally get jumped so..), fluff, set in season 1

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2.3k+

𝐚/𝐧: the way this was requested in 2017 oof

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The crackling of the fireplace was subtle as the mellow flames dimly lit the room. The stars outside were almost completely visible through the slightly frosted windows of the warm building. Soft music played in the background as the sound of gentle chattering fluttered throughout the room. Off in their own corner of the room was a young couple exchanging whispers and gazes to one another. Anybody could tell they were in love with one another as their hearts melted like chocolate under the sun.

“Hey, thanks for helping out today. It really helped in moving things along. I think my dad likes you more than me now.” Archie laughed softly as he held your hand in his. Archie looked across the small brown table as he stared lovingly into your eyes. Two cups of warm coffee sat between the two as Archie wrapped your fingers around his.

“Thank you, Archie. You know I’d do anything to help you and your family out.” you smiled, steam blowing lightly away from your face as you spoke. You smiled up at Archie when he started to rub your fingers with his.

“I’m just glad it took a lot less time than it usually does. Things have gotten so stressful this year and it’s nice to have another pair of hands helping, especially if it means I get to spend more time with you” Archie spoke with a small smile. You felt your heart flutter lightly at the words.

“Easy win-win for you then. It’s getting pretty late isn’t it?” You asked as you turned to look at the old clock hanging on the wall

“Yeah. Do you wanna get a ride or something? I can drive you back to my house or you can stay at my place tonight?” Archie spoke

“Archie, I live like 3 seconds away from you, and I have my own car”

“Sorry, I guess I was being a bit of a clingy boyfriend” Archie nodded his head downwards with an awkward chuckle and what seemed to be a light blush.

“Don’t apologize. It’s cute that you care so much for me” you smiled as you got up and grabbed your things. As you were about to walk away, you felt a slight tug on your arm that forced you to avert your attention towards the boy

“Hey, be safe okay? I’ll see you tomorrow” Archie spoke softly. You turned towards him and gave him a quick peck and two gentle pats on his cheek before turning back towards the door as you gave your goodbyes to everyone else.

***

You shivered as a cold air lingered up your spine, rattling your bones one by one as you took your first step out of the cabin. You wrapped your jacket around yourself tightly as you looked around standing on the porch of the cabin. It was dark, which was expected as it was nearly midnight. The cold air had left signatures of your own breath fluttering around your head. Leaves scattered the ground as autumn was among them, along with something much darker.

You sighed once more as you made your way down the creaky cabin steps on the way to your car. Just as you were making your way to the parking lot, a twig snapped in the distance. You whipped your head towards the noise, squinting as you looked into the gathering of trees behind the cabin before turning around. You figured it was just another construction worker in the background. You continued to make your way to your car before stopping. It was almost as though an ominous silhouette had been shifting behind you on the path. You shuffled your feet slightly to turn once more before an abrupt rush of pain made its way to your forehead. It was as if 100 baseball bats had been battered against your head. You sharply cried as you fell to the ground. Blood started to rush down your forehead as you clutched your head in pain. Through the gloss of your eyes, you were able to make out multiple feet gathered around your body. A swift kick to your stomach stopped you from yelling for help. Then there was another kick, and then another, until it felt like the kicks would never stop. Your blood mixed with dirt as you could do nothing but cry.

“Help! Someone help me please!” You managed to croak.

“You’re on your own, darling” One of the attackers said before spitting on you and cackling along with the others.

Fists connected with bones as feet were rammed into flesh. You couldn’t move, and you certainly couldn’t fight back. One final kick to your face had sent you into the depths of unconsciousness, you could faintly hear the cabin door slam open before the voice of your boyfriend was heard.

It was funny how fast circumstances could change. One second you were surrounded by an atmosphere that screamed love, and safety. A place filled with comfort, a place that was warm, a place that was kind. But it was all just a blanket of security. A blanket that was ripped out from over your body, exposing you to the trouble that lurked just around the corner. Now you were on the ground in a puddle of your own blood. Nothing to protect you, forced to face the harsh realities of life on your own. The harowest of realities. You were in the dark.

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Streams of harsh light filtered through your eyelids as you began to regain consciousness. The blood rushing rapidly to your head and the abrasive thumping of your brain had caused you to wince and shut your eyes once more. You let a quiet groan as you felt your eyes welling from the pain once again. The aching and pain prickling at your body had hit you all at once. Every bruise, scratch, and cut could be felt simultaneously, almost knocking the breath out of you. You flinched slightly as your tears slid down over the bruises on your face.

“Darling?” a soft voice spoke in the corner with a sniffle

“Archie?” you whispered as you attempted to turn your head towards the source of the voice

“Oh my god, you’re awake” Archie sighed as he frantically moved to your bedside, quickly placing your hand in his

“How did I get here?” You ask with a squint. The white lighting in the hospital room was not easing your pounding headache.

“Some guys almost beat you to death when you were walking to your car, when we finally got to you, you were passed out so we drove here as fast as we could”

“Right” you spoke, your eyes welling up with tears as you remembered the utter fear that submerged your body

“It’s my fault” Archie spoke quietly before turning his head away from you

“What are you talking about?” you ask, trying your best to get him to face you once again

“If I hadn’t let you stay with me that late at night, you would’ve been home. Safe. From whoever the hell was trying to hurt you” Archie explained as a tear fell silently from his face and onto the white blanket draped on your body

“Archie-” You whispered

“No. It is my fault. I should’ve walked you to your car, or taken you home myself. But all I did was tell you to be safe, and let you go. Then the exact opposite happened” From the corner of your eye you could see Archie’s fist turning pale as he tightly gripped the side of your hospital bed.

“Archie. Please don’t blame yourself. It really wasn’t your fault. I’m also not in the condition to comfort you anyways” You said as you weakly reached your hand out to him

“Right, sorry” he said before quickly wiping a tear and dragging his chair closer to your bed

“It’s fine” you said as your eyes began to flutter closed again

“Gosh, I just hope we find those assholes that did this to you so they can rot in prison” archie said as he roughly dragged his fingers through his hair

“It just happened so fast, Archie” you said after a beat of silence. The slight waver in your voice caused Archie to glance up at you immediately

“What?” He asked as he leaned in closer to you

“One second I was just walking out of the cabin, and then I got punched in the face. Then beat to the ground. I felt helpless, Arch. I couldn’t do anything, I could barely even yell for help. I’ve never felt so weak and useless in my life, Archie. At that moment, I felt like I was going to die, and I couldn’t do anything about it. I just had to hope that it would be over soon, or that someone would come and rescue me. I hate that I couldn’t defend myself, and I had to wait for someone to find me. What if it happens again, and I’m completely alone? I wouldn’t be able to do anything. Do you know how quickly they could just kill me, Archie? I wouldn’t have a choice but to accept it. I can’t do anything for myself. I’m hopeless.”

“Hey, hey, hey, don’t say that. It’s okay, you’re not weak. Quite frankly, there isn’t much people can do when they’re literally being jumped by several strangers. Don’t feel bad because you couldn’t defend yourself, and please don’t feel bad that you “needed saving”. You’re not going to die, alright? The only thing that matters is that you’re alive, and I will do anything to make sure this doesn’t happen again, to you or anyone.” Archie said before planting a soft kiss on the back of your hand. At this point you were nearly sobbing as you couldn’t stop the tears from falling. You finally got to take a good look at Archie and saw that his eyes were a vicious red, indicating that he had been crying the past few hours. Archie gazed at you softly as tears of his own began to slip down his cheeks.

“Thank you, Archie. I love you” You whispered, continuing to gaze into his eyes.

“I love you too” Archie uttered back as he softly caressed the back of your hand, just as he had earlier today.

The door opened slightly before a concerned head peeked through.

“Is everything okay in here, Archie?” Fred asked before diverting his attention to you,“Oh, you’re awake?” He said before lightly slipping into the hospital room.

“Yeah, I was just asking how she was” Archie explained, looking back at his father quickly before returning his attention to you

“Do you mind if I have a minute with her, Archie?” Fred asked timidly as he shoved his hands into his pockets

“Yeah, sure” Archie replied hesitantly before getting up to leave.

Fred watched as Archie left the room, only turning his attention to you once the door had shut.

“How are you feeling?” He asked, taking a seat that Archie had just occupied

“Fine” You muttered before pursing your lips together and staring up at the ceiling

“Really?” He asked, raising an eyebrow in concern

“It hurts. A lot. That’s all I can really say about it.” You spoke once more

“Listen, darling, we’re gonna do everything in our power to find whoever did this to you, and make sure that they face the consequences they deserve. There will be no mercy for whoever harmed my future daughter in law” Fred said sternly, contrasting the worried look that engulfed his features.

There was a long pause of silence as you processed what he had just said to you.

“Daughter in law?” You asked meekly, finally turning to face him.

“Oh, right. Too soon?” He asked with a slight chuckle

“Not at all. It has a nice ring to it” You said with a fond smile

“Good. I’ll make sure you stay alive long enough to make it official” He said in an attempt to lighten the mood. You laughed softly before you spoke once again, “Thank you, Mr.Andrews”

“Anything for my future daughter in law” He replied with a wink before heading out of the hospital room.

***

Archie entered the room almost immediately and headed straight towards you.

“What did he say to you?” He asked as he noticed the warm smile adorning your bruised face

“Oh, uh, nothing” You said, trying and failing to hide your bliss.

“Really? He walked out of here with a weird smile on his face. Seemed a bit smug.” He explained with a brow raised in suspicion.

“It was nothing too important, Archie. At least not yet.” You said before turning your head to the ceiling once again and shutting your eyes.

For as long as you were in the dark, Archie would be the light that would guide you.

***

a/n: sorry if this was weird but i don’t even watch riverdale anymore lmaooo. i might have been a bit detached writing this lol.

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coveredinsweetpea · 5 years

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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.

“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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scorpionwins · 3 years

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You know what detail I think Riverdale should capitalize on regarding Archie in season five? His PTSD. His war experiences, how he deals with the aftermath, or how he doesn't.

As a plot line, I would have loved it if he shared a similar narrative to Jug. Coming for that Pops date, except he comes change. Irascible. Stiff walking, alert.

Just- he was a bit too put together. A bit too fine. Struggle is a pallete of things, a spectrum, manifesting in versatile forms, but this is the route I'd take for him.

I'm gonna project my own experiences with depression for a min, but when you're in emotional turmoil, or when you're emotional detached, the last thing on your mind is looks.

And if I were in charge of Archie's storyline, I would have it so he stays isolated. He comes to Riverdale, and stays in Riverdale, but almost no one sees him. It's like he's a ghost with a name. Because all he has is blood on his ledger and an open casket full of bloody glory.

Then Jughead comes to him.

Jughead- he knows him; They're best friends. Platonic soulmates (to me). Jughead is familiar to him, that much we see. He takes that guy with him everywhere, if he can. So of course he'll open his newfound home.

" Just for a couple of days," he says. Archie doesn't believe it, but then again, he doesn't know what he believes these days.

" Come on. Let's get you your own flask so we can match."

There comes the talk of destructive coping mechanism. And they share that, too. " You know what, - you know what just occurred to me?"

" What?"

Archie downs the whiskey in his flask like water.

" That you and I- we've always been the same. I think that's the reason we clicked so well. Big disappointment meeting mild disappointment. It's just that we forgot who's who, is why we fell apart like we did.

Then I started some martyristic crusade, trying to save every- fucking- body but myself to forget it was me. I was the disappointment. And you were off doing fuck-knows what with dick-knows who, trying not to fail, because you are what you do. And we fell apart because that's what we did. We failed. And I couldn't stand being a failure."

" No one can."

" True. So that's why we stopped being friends, because- because no one wanted to take the fall. I wanted to be in the big leagues, up there, and you...Well, you always figured something out. And now we're both here. No direction, no purpose. No care."

Jug wouldn't say anything to that. Just take a sip of his own drink as they watch Hiramdale silently from the rooftop.

" ...But this is nice."

" Yeah. Yeah it is nice."

:readmore:

Everyone wants to save Riverdale. Everyone wants Archie to save what's left of Riverdale. And Archie, well. Well, he gave up on that as soon as he realized not everyone was borned to be saved.

Jughead stays for more than a couple of days. And Archie enjoys the company, even if he has to put a lock on his door to ensure he won't attack his best friend in a grievous flashback.

Then, there's the milestone of romance.

I don't know- I want a Varchie scene where they're arguing. Maybe she's the one who invokes them all again, all gentle fury in her warpath walk. This game she and Hiram play will never end and frankly, he doesn't want back in it.

" You know, I have a better idea- let's talk about how I cheated on you, I wanna talk about that. " As long as they're not talking about Riverdale, he's good.

Veronica is preoccupied with taking off her diamond earrings in her pocket mirror to avoid looking at him in the eye. " Oh, do you really want to go there? Okay."

" I think you wanted me to go there for yours, so let's get into it since there's nothing left to do."

" According to you."

" According to logic."

" The logic of a mentally scarred war veteran who views the world as an undeveloped fairy tale where he plays the protagonist. Sure, what could go wrong following that?"

" Well, it's better than the logic of a self-righteous daddy's girl whose only shred of morality happens to be self-serving and treats everything like a playground cops and robbers."

" MY morals? You know what, after all the shit that you did,-"

" We're not talking about me, not yet. This is not about Riverdale, is it? It's about Hiramdale. Its about how you never stand for anything until Hiram stands against it, because no matter how much growing up you THINK you do, you'll never outgrow the cliche, rebellious, rich teenage girl trope you're trapped in."

" So that's how you feel? After everything that I've done, that's how you think of me? That's the me you've had into your head all of this time?"

" No. I think your heart is in the right place, Ronnie, but it'll never be right enough, and that sucks, but don't drag me or anyone into this race with no finish line that you have against Hiram. You're just two sides of the same coin."

" Do not, " she snarls. " compare me to that man. Not after doing what you had to do. You have no right to compare me to him just like I have no right to compare you to Fred."

" That would be a compliment. "

" Oh, because your father was just so perfect and spotless, just like the rest of your white picket fence, all American family, wasn't he?"

" At least my parents loved eachother. They didn't have to, - to make a fucking second kid to prove the first one wasn't a mistake, but I guess that was a cheat code with no win, because here you are."

And Ronnie, let her be angry. Let her spill her tears of frustration. Let her scream until her throat bleeds and let her throw things around until there's nothing left to throw and let Archie do the same because that's just the impact they have on eachother.

And finally, let them be tired. Let Archie break down the rum and offer Ronnie her own bottle as they lay together in the middle of their wreckage, watching the ceiling, the only spot untouched.

" ... I can't believe you wanted to throw mac and cheese on the ceiling."

" Its too white. I better redecorate. "

She hums.

"... Can I ask you something? Just- when you kissed Betty. Did you feel something? Anything?"

" No." It comes instantly, no preparation. " I can't love someone like Betty. Or someone like you. Hell, I can barely love anybody these days."

" ... And when you mentioned my morals, did you,- I mean, did you mean it?"

"... I think that once you realize it'll never matter to Hiram that you have those morals at all, you could actually use them for some good."

"... I want to save Riverdale. "

" Then let's save Riverdale. But then what? We save it again? And again and again? That's torture, Ronnie. I'm kind of tired playing the hero, to be honest with you."

" Every hero is. That doesn't mean you stop fighting. That doesn't mean you sit on your ass while everything burns around, because- its not only us. "

Archie thinks about Jug, and Pops, and his father.

"... I'll have to write a song about this."

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barchie-daily · 4 years

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So we have time to think about this..

..and make sure it’s what we really want.

Betty & Archie 4.18 “Lynchian”

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perfectlywrongformend3s · 4 years

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Ruff times on set- Cole Sprouse

Author Note's- Enjoy the one and only Cole Sprouse.

TRIGGER WARNING- This will deal with emotional abuse and verbal abuse read at your own risk.

-Samantha

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Your POV

I woke up to someone yelling my name. I groaned which made the person start laughing. I opened my eyes to see Lili and Cami standing at the end of my bed.

" Morning sleeping beauty." Cami teased

I rolled my eyes but waved at them. I got up and throw on some sweatpants and hoodie since we're going to set. All three of us then get into my car to head over to set.

'Time Skip'

When we arrived we saw the boys were already here. Drew and KJ saw us first and waved which got Cole, Casey, Charles and Jordon to wave also. Madeleine and Vanessa were already at set since they had to come in earlier this morning. Cole was giving me glares but I ignored them because of everything else on my mind. Since I'm a newer member of the cast there's been hate on my social medias and everyone on set knows since they follow me. They try to help as much as they can for the hate to stop and I am thankful for that. I was then called into the hair and makeup trailer to get all ready for my scene. I heard Cole yell,

" Finally you're getting your make up done. You will look less uglier."

I tried my best to ignore it but I heard Lili and KJ both say...

" COLE!" Lili yelled

" Be nicer man, you know what she goes through." KJ said

I smile at them for standing up for me why I continue making my way to the trailer.

Cami's POV

Before I could go off on Cole I was called to get my scene. I headed to make up and hair to find Y/n/n close to tears while Olivia was doing her hair and trying to calm her down. I texted Lili to come help me cheer her up. I walked up tp her while Olivia was getting something.

" Hey girl." I softly said

" Hi Cami."

" You going to be ok." I asked

She nodded her head and before I sat in my chair I hugged her. I felt her hug back after a second. Stacy then told me to sit down to get glammed up.

Lili's POV

I got a text from Cami asking if I could make Y/n/n feel better. I immediately started walking to the trailer, but I heard KJ yell.

" Lili, where you heading?"

" Going to see Y/n/n." I shouted back

" Can I come!" He yelled before I got far.

I nodded my head and heard running behind me.

'Time Skip'

When we got there and Y/n/n was on her phone until I saw Cami yank it out of her hand. She looked up with tearer eyes.

" Y/n/n, don't cry please. You're going to mess up that beautiful make up." I said

I walked up to her and hugged her which made her hug me back. I heard KJ walk up to us.

" Y/n/n I have something to show you."

She looked at him with raised eyebrows. He then made a face that got her to smile.

" There's that special smile that everyone loves."

KJ continued making faces to get her to laugh until we were called to set. Once we made it to set I heard Y/n/n stop laughing. KJ tried to get her to laugh again but ended up just grabbing her hand to give to a squeeze.

" Alright Y/n I need you and you three plus Cole to sit around the lounge. Also KJ and Cami together with Y/n on the floor by KJ's feet. Lili and Cole on the couch please." Rob said

We all got in our positions, when Cole decided to open his mouth.

" Y/n/n, how about you go back to were you came from or just leave this planet."

Your POV

I saw Lili smack Cole and Rob shouted his name. Cole got up to talk with Rob when I felt a hand land on my shoulder. I leaned back onto KJ's legs and he rubbed my shoulder for comfort. I smiled at my friends. When Cole came back we started the scene.

'Time Skip'

When we all got down our scenes we all got changed and headed to Cami and Lili's for a movie night. I kept my distance from Cole due to him hating me so I sat with KJ and Cami. While watching the movie I could feel eyes on me. I turned to find Cole glaring at me. I tried to ignore him and focus on the movie. About an hour later the movie was over and most of the cast wanted to spend the night. I on the other hand said good-bye to everyone and hugged KJ, Cami, and Lili and headed to my apartment to get sleep. I got a text from Cole right when I was getting ready to fall asleep.

'Beware of monsters . I hope they take you away from this earth."

The tears were falling which got me to calling my home town best friend. We talked for hours about things until we both fell asleep on the phone together.

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I am hoping this is good because I stink at coming up with me things to say. I am more of a nicer person and sweet type. I not into being mean.

-Samantha

#cole sprouse #cole sprouse x reader #Cole Sprouse x y/n #cole sprouse imagine #Cole Sprouse fanfiction #Cole Sprouse fic #Cole Sprouse x #kj apa #lili reinhart #camila mendes #riverdale cast #riverdale imagine #mine #Cole Sprouse angst #angst

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kirwani · 4 years

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a 6.30 min betty & archie video cause, why not? <3

#barchie #betty x archie #archie andrews #betty cooper #my vids #kj apa #lili reinhart #riverdale #4x17 #angst

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Family

A/N: Don't own anything. One shot. Not going to continue. Has nothing to do with the series.

Shawn Mendes and Y/N have broken up.

After 3 years together the couple have decided to split.

Rolling her eyes, she turns off the phone, not knowing why it was such a big deal. Sure, people thought the two of them were going to get married someday. But people change and relationships don't always work out. It also has been a month since the actual breakup.

She gets up heading to the bedroom to get ready for today. She didn't want to seem affected by the break up so she picked a satin romper that was very low cut and stopped above midthigh.

Making her way to the studio to begin recording a new song. Then there was a shoot in the new show she is in later on during the day.

" Hi," she said cheerfully, pretending she was fine. The studio was not that packed, but she knew that there were people pitying her. She didn't like that especially when it was because of Shawn.

The reason for their break up? Camila.

After the song Senorita came out their relationship was different. He would spend most of his time with Camila or with his friends. He began ignoring her or spending time away from her. Shs tried talking to him, but it only resulted in fights.

After a month of this she had enough. She packed up all of her things and left while he was away on tour. She didn't want to see him or else she would take him back.

When he returned he was heartbroken that she left him. He was blowing up her phone and social media accounts,but nothing. Then a week later he was seen being romantic with Camila.

Sighing,dark thoughts filling her head as she wonders if he ever cared about her. A soft touch on her shoulder brought her out of her thoughts. " Are you okay?" A young girl asked, curiously as she felt bad.

Y/N nods her head, smiling fakely as she makes her way to her manager,Bill. Being in the zone, she was able to record the song without any mess ups or complications.

" Are you ready for the shooting? We can pick you up something to snack on. " Nodding, they made their way to the shoot.

" Hey, I was wondering when you would get here," Kj said, smiling as he waves at them.

She laughs, nodding her head giving him a hug. She is in the middle of shooting Riverdale season 4. She couldn't really say much about her character because her character is being introduced this season. However, it does have to do with being in CAOS.

Jughead stood in front of Diana with a surprised face. " You are joking right?" He asked, hoping she was because this couldn't be real.

Diana takes a step closer to him, wanting him to believe her without having to show him. It was against the rules of the coven to show someone who is human. She reaches out to him but he takes a step back. Her face saddened as tears well up in her eyes as she steps away from him.

She knew she shouldn't have gotten close the the four. She didn't want a repeat of what happened to Tommy, but something about Jughead intrigued her. " I'm for real. I never lied to you. Keep secrets, yes. Not lie. " She mumbled sadly, as she mind wonders to what will happen if he doesn't believe her.

With the unstable emotions of hers it was harder for her to contain her magic. The next thing she knows is the temperature getting colder surrounding them, snowflakes appear out of nowhere making Jughead stare in wonder.

" You really are a witch. Greendale always seemed like a normal place unlike Riverdale. " He mutters, fixing his beanie that was about to fall off. He comes closer to her, face tilting down as leans in. Lips almost touching, feeling her minty breath on his lips.

"CUT"

The two pull apart, smiling nervously. Y/N runs a hand through her (h/c) locks as she walks to the director. He was already congratulating the two for the scene and how real it felt between the two. Y/N was wiping away the tears that was still sliding down her face.

Lili was wrapped in the arms of Cole as everyone watch the scene folded out except for the kissing scene.After a long night of shooting, she was able to go home. Feeling completely drained, she went to lie down not feeling well. Her stomach growled from hunger as she forgot to eat dinner, but then bile rose in her throat making her rush to the bathroom.

When she finished throwing up her empty stomach, she brushed her teeth before looking in the mirror. Her hand rested on her bumb that was visible if you were looking hard enough.

I forgot to feed you. I'll take better care of you. I'm sorry.

Sighing, she makes her way to get food, watching TV as she waits. She knew that she should tell Shawn,but he was the one that stopped trying in the relationship. He was also touring right now.

Two months went by

She was 5 months pregnant and people where being to notice. She finished wrapping up Riverdale and finished her album.

She at the moment was about to do a photoshoot that would reveal the pregnancy. She knew people would speculate if Shawn is the father or not.

Make it to the shoot, people were running around, getting ready for the shoot. Y/N went to get dressed, nervously biting her lower as she walks out.

Sliding onto the bed as she lays down, head towards the camera. Her left hand rested on her stomach as there was a click on the camera.

Quickly, she went to change into something else that revealed more of her pregnant belly.

She rotates, grabbing the shoes to place on her stomach.

" Good. Just like that!" Shot after shot were taken as she lay on the bed, controlling her breathing. After a while she was able to get up and change.

It was time for her to wear a silky robe before she was going home for the day.

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Arriving home she to her lavish home made a small smile spread onto her face. Her cat, Levi was waiting for her by the door. " Hello, baby" she cooed as she rubs his head.

Her phone keeps chiming with notifications making her sigh. She knew that it was about the pictures recently taken and released to the world.

There were so many notifications on Twitter, Instagram, Facebook, Snapchat and even close friends/ family messaging her.

Glance at the pictures brought a smile to her face, knowing that the baby will be born soon.

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Shawn Mendes was in despair. He loved Y/N but after a while that love diminished as time passed. He didn't want to hurt her or ever thought about cheating on her.

However, when writing Señorita something changed for Shawn. He grew feelings for his best friend, Camila. He didn't do anything about his feelings because he was still with Y/N.

Feeling guilty he would try not to be around Y/N. He would make excuses as to why he had to leave or make plans with his friends.

He knew he was hurting her, but he wasn't ready to let her go. Somewhere deep inside him, he still loved her.

Everything changed after she left him. He had come home after tour wanting to be with her. Her stuff was gone and the apartment was empty. It was as if no one was there for months.

He tried getting in contact with her,but nothing worked. He gave up, figuring she wanted nothing to do with him. He tried to not feel hurt and move on. After, Camila broke up with her boyfriend, they got together.

It's been 4 months since Y/N walked out of his life. He tried not to miss her,but failed. Every little thing reminds him of her and her sweet laugh or her cheeks flushed when he compliments her.

His phone was blowing up making him confused. He glanced to see many post tagging him. Picking his curiosity, he opens his phone to see a pregnant woman modeling. Him not understanding why he was tag was about to turn his phone off until a message from Brian pop up.

Have you seen the photos of Y/N? Apparently, she is pregnant.

That statement shocked Shawn to the core as he drops his phone. Pregnant? Kept ringing in his ears as thinks about the photos he just saw. Her face was pretty much hidden so it was hard for him to know it was her.

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denim-devil · 1 year

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Do you write for KJ APA or Riverdale Archie Andrews

I have only watched S1 so I could, but i’d have to base it around S1…

#male reader #x male reader #archie andrews #kj apa #smut #fluff #angst

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hi everyone ! my name’s b, i’m twenty4 ( born ‘98 ) & i live in sweden ! after hopping around between a couple of different groups i’ve decided to take a leap off the deep end and roam the tags for some new partners to 1x1 with , exclusively on discord .

☆ with the weekly releases of the last of us on hbo , i’m currently obsessing over apocalyptic plots , specifically zombie ones ! some other plots i’d love to explore are cyberpunk , supernatural ( i’m a big fan of true blood ) , slasher , western .

☆ i enjoy and have no qualms writing angst , darker subjects and smut , but the frequency of the latter will depend entirely on the character i’m writing and the context surrounding them .

☆ i prefer writing ocs , but i am also comfortable with writing certain characters from certain fandoms . some fandoms i’ve delved into previously include twilight , red dead redemption , gta , from dusk till dawn , the punisher ( netflix ver ) , far cry 5 , days gone & cyberpunk 2077 .

☆ i generally prefer writing fem identifying characters , often struggling with muse when it comes to men . as far as ships go i have no preference and am open to any gender combination !

☆ i’d describe my writing as literate , enjoying longer replies ( 2-5 paragraphs ) & pretty prose . i will usually try to match with whoever my partner is , though .

☆ i don’t mind using gifs , and i also don’t mind writing without them .

☆ for banned plots & fcs , check under the read more .

if this post & me peaks your interest send off a like & i’ll hop into you ims !

banned fcs : kj apa , cole sprouse , sydney sweeney , alexa demie . anyone under the age of 21 , anyone deceased , anyone who’s asked not to be used , anyone who’s known to be problematic in any substantial way .

banned plots : rape , pedophilia , necrophilia , racism , ableism , sexism , transphobia , celeb plots ( aka where you write real people ) , kpop plots .

#rp ad #1x1 rp #discord rp #rp search #discord 1x1

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snstcrve · 5 years

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Someone let me play Joe Keery, KJ Apa, or Dylan O’Brien against them.

Hit this with a like or don’t be afraid to slide into my IMs.

#indie rp #independent rp #indie smut rp #indie angst rp #rp #1x1 #1x1 rp #joe keery #kj apa #dylan obrien

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sadisticpussies · 5 years

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I'll Clean You Up, Tonight.

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Archie's grunts are disgruntled and guttural; his breathing heavy and labored as she hoists his body against hers and assists him upstairs towards her bedroom. She could feel the wisps of his warm breath wafting against her skin as he parts his slanted mouth open, attempting to murmur his deepest laments.

Josie saunters into her bedroom, arms still entwined around his waist as she hobbled him towards the bed. She exhales a deepened sigh as he perched down at the edge of it. Josie stands in front of him, her arms are akimbo as she relishes in his disheveled appearance. His body is maimed — bruises that mimicked a dark mauve hue contrasted against his alabaster skin, a deep gash chaffed his upper lip, and thick splotches of crimson blood seeped through his shirt. His bleary eyes are heavy lidded and Josie could see that he struggled to keep them open.

Josie sighs again, this time wearily, while she ambles to the conjoined bathroom that she now shared with her brother Kevin. She paves around the bathroom with ease, careful not to make too much noise that could rouse the rest of her family up from their deepened slumber. When Josie returns, she sees Archie's head dejected abashedly.

She squats down in front of him and began to wipe away the smears of warm blood that spewed from his lip with the warm towel. He winces lowly, murmuring a profanity inwardly as she continued to clean up his bruises. Josie heeds her careful movements as she began to apply ointment on his gash, she could feel his scrutiny smothering her with a warm softness. "Jos," Archie rasps, his voice is scratchy and it cracks just a little at his attempts of calling out her name.

"Hey," His steady hand reaches out, genially wrapping around her wrists causing her movements to suddenly halt. "I'm sorry, I should've been there for you." Archie pleads in a sotto voce, his eyes seemingly affix upon her face waiting for a response. He feels his heartbeat posthaste and swell just a bit as she remained quiet and continued to clean him up. Josie could see the sorrow countenance marring his face, the guilt residing amongst him. She could see it by the pleading desperation that flickered in his pupils.

"I promise I never meant to disappoint you, okay? I just got caught up at the boxing studio and lost track of time." Her eyes divert away from his as she crouches on her knees, and began to tug the dirty shirt over his head. Archie winces again, this time doubling over as he held his stomach. The dark bruise contrasted heavily against his pallid skin tone.

"I'll get you some ice to put on that, but it won't go away anytime soon." Josie says as she gathered the discarding remnants of the dirty tissues and wash rag that was coated with his blood. She rose to her feet and ambled into the bathroom again. Archie swallowed the thick lump that enclosed at the back of his throat. Ever since they began dating, Josie had always looked at him with a warm enamor pooling in her eyes but now she diverted her gaze anytime he attempted to even stare at her. It was killing him. He was aware that she was upset and she had every right to be, but it still didn't surcease the pain he felt knowing that he let down the one person he never wanted to disappoint.

When she appeared in the room again, Archie could see the faint tear stains smeared on her cheeks. Her bottom lip inadvertently quivered and she hastily caught her teeth in the plush skin of it to stop it. She could feel him watching her with heed, desperately wanting her to speak to him, to forgive him about his absence tonight. She could hear his pained grunts drawing near as he stood up from his perched position and walked over to her.

His hands splay on her waist, thumb gently caressing the satin skin on her hip as he presses a chaste kiss to her forehead. Josie's eyes slowly linger upward and meets his gaze. Archie could see the heavy raindrop tears perched on the edge of her eyelashes waiting to spill over. "I was so worried about you. I thought — when you didn't show up tonight, I thought that.." She shakes her head unable to finish the rest of her sentence and Archie's heart breaks at the sound of her faint tears.

He entwined his arms around her body, instantly chiseling her flushed body against his, pampering her with consoling kisses as her face nuzzled against his neck. "I'm okay, Jos. Nothing happened, I promise. I'm right here." He murmurs repeatedly. Archie was well aware of her perturbed concerns about his sudden boxing endeavors. The first thing she said to him when he informed her about the interest was to not mess up that pretty face of his, which ironically was the exact thing he was doing every time he stepped foot in that ring.

Josie knew that getting injuries while boxing was inevitable but seeing his eyes closed shut, cleaning the bloodied noses and busted lips, carry his limp body after a long rounds of fighting began to worry her. The last fight her boyfriend participated in it took him awhile to recover from a windless punch against his ricage. Archie was sprawled out across the mat; jaw slacked, eyes fluttered close, blood spewing from his lips. He didn't understand the sheer terror she felt as she watched him laying there helplessly.

And today, when he wasn't in attendance at her birthday dinner she feared the worse had happened to him. "God, I'm so sorry." He says again, with more sincerity than the last, tightening the grip he held around her body, squeezing his eyes shut as he feels the weight of her tears moistening his bare skin. The warmth of his own tears burn in the back of his eyes, threatening to droop over.

He draws back hesitantly once he hears her tears slowly begin to demise. Her face is flushed and her eyes are bleary and puffy. The corners of his lips wan a sympathetic smile before he leans forward and presses a chaste kiss against her lips. The bittered taste of the salty tears spill into the creases of his mouth. He pecks her lips; once, twice, thrice before he slowly begins to feel her tongue pressing heavily against his. Their slow, sensual kiss transitions into one of desperation and plead. He feels the soft moan erupt from the back of her throat as her fingers mussle through his hair, drawing him closer.

They're pressed flush up against each other, pelvic bone against pelvic bone, bare chest against her bouncy one, thinned lips against her succulent ones. The wisped air between them is hot, and Archie quickly swallows each moan that emanates from her mouth. He feels her small hands tugging at the buckle of his belt in a haste, her fingers idly ease into his pants, moving past the coarse of his pubic hairs until she felt the raw skin of his penis. He shudders under her touch, stifling a groan as his forehead rested against hers.

"Stay the night?" Josie asks, her voice small and a little timid. He nods his head and leans forward to meet her lips in a languid kiss, it's slow and feverish. With the aide of her assistance, Archie shucks out of the remainder of his clothing, he slowly does the same to Josie while pressing soft kisses against her skin. Delicate kisses are placed against the cusp of her jaw, moving downward til his mouth is hot against each of her pert nipples. Archie's tongue moves in a sinuous path.

She gasps softly as he coaxed a kiss against her hip bone, still moving downward til he reaches her inner thighs. Josie arched her hips upward, meeting Archie thrust for thrust as they engaged in slow coitus. She moaned softly in his ears, enthralling at the emotion he poured in every cant of his hips.

Their dewy bodies moved in tandem with Archie whispering words of appraisals in her ear as she bottoms him out whole. Her hands latched around his body, admiring every crevasse that outlined his physique. She clawed her fingers into the skin of his back and pulled him closer, feeling the erratic timbre of his heart beating against her chest, pressing him closer til no space was captivated between them.

It's not too far along until he increases the pace and meeting her with his own thrusted efforts — putting her on this impenetrable high, filling her with this ecstasy that is impossible to replicate because it's just him and her, like they're suddenly the only two people in the world.

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