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sophiiemead  asked:

hey i love your writing! it's really amazing! could you write something about archie seeing betty and jughead together through his window and going over there to confront them and being really confused and a little mad?

Thanks so much! Here you go, hope you like it! 

A/N: Part 2 to the fic I wrote about Betty’s friends finding out about her relationship with Jughead. Part 1 can be found here. Also, I left it kind of open-ended in case anyone wanted a part 3 lol. Just let me know. 

“Archie!” Kevin sprinted across the Cooper’s front lawn, nearly toppling into a bush as he tripped over a crack in the pavement leading up to the front porch. “You can’t just barge in there like the angsty teenage police brigade, Mrs. Cooper will slice you up into a million little pieces and serve your for dinner. It’ll be her own homegrown version of Delicatessen and she’ll love every freakin’ second of it!”

“She’s not even here, Kevin,” Archie pointed out, turning on his heel and gesturing towards the empty driveway.“Her car’s gone. And do you really think Betty would risk having a boy in her room while her mother’s around? She’s too smart for that.”

“Well what are you going to do, Archie?” Kevin sighed, stepping in front of him to block his path to the door. “March into her room like the macho man jealous ex-boyfriend? Well newsflash my friend, but you and Betty aren’t together. You never were. So why are you acting like this?”

“I don’t know, I just…” Archie furrowed his brow in frustration, bringing his fingers up to massage his temples as if to get rid of a headache. “I just need to talk to them, okay?”

“Fair enough,” Kevin muttered, stepping back to gesture towards the door with one hand. “But would you at least knock like a civilized human being, please, and take the testosterone level down like fifty notches?”

“I can do that,” Archie agreed, the corner of his mouth twitching up into a faint smile.

“Thank you,” Kevin breathed a sigh of relief, crossing his arms in front of his chest as he waited for Archie to make his move. “Now, go on, I haven’t had a chance to binge watch Gossip Girl today and could really use my daily dose of teenage drama.”

Archie exhaled a nervous breath as he lifted his fist to pound loudly on the wooden door. He and Kevin exchanged a curious look as they heard padded footsteps making their way through the house and into the foyer. A second later the door swung open to reveal a sock-footed Betty wearing a mixed look of shock and horror to go with her classic slicked back ponytail.

“Uh, hi, Arch!” Betty stammered, her eyes wide with panic as she met her long-time friend’s gaze with a look of confusion. “And Kevin, you’re here too! What a surprise! What are you, um, what are you doing here?”

“We saw your little, Fifty Shades of Pillow Fights make-out sesh with our snarky, yet surprisingly lovable pal Jughead Jones III, from Archie’s window,” Kevin explained, narrowing his eyes at Betty and pointing a stern finger in her face. “You’ve been found out, Betty Cooper.”

“What? Um, that’s crazy, I don’t know what you’re…” Betty’s words came out rushed and jumbled before she realized she was doing little to convince her friends that she had not been participating in the acts she was accused of. “I’m really sorry we didn’t say anything earlier. We were going to, I swear, it just never seemed like the right time.”

“We had a deal, remember?” Kevin reminded her, his face contorting into a look of faux-hurt and anger. “Never leave Kevin out of the good gossip. And this, I mean come on, this is better than that time Cheryl got that football coach from Greendale arrested for-”

“Well, well,” A familiar voice coming from the doorway stopped Kevin in his tracks and they all turned to find Cheryl Blossom, accompanied by the unlikely pairing of Veronica Lodge standing by her side. “Isn’t this cozy. Looks like we missed the invitation for this little powwow you all seem to be having. It’s like the live-action version of Scooby-Doo, but instead of Sarah Michelle Gellar we get Betty Cooper. What a downgrade.”

“Hey, B, hope you don’t mind us stopping by,” Veronica greeted her friends as she stepped into the house, ignoring Cheryl’s snide comment and turning to smile at Betty. “Cheryl and I were thinking about this new cheer routine that we thought the vixens would totally rock and-”

“I’m sorry to interrupt, but Betty, I really have to talk to you,” Archie chimed in from behind the group, taking a step forward to place a hand on Betty’s arm. “Can we go somewhere a little less… Crowded?”

“Sure, let’s go into the kitchen,” Betty suggested, smiling politely at her unexpected guests and turning in the opposite direction to lead Archie into the kitchen.  

“Can I get you anything?” Betty asked, gesturing to the refrigerator stocked full of the finest foods that Riverdale had to offer. “Soda, juice, those disgusting cheese-flavored corn chips that you love-”

“Betty, how could you keep your relationship with Jughead a secret from me?” Archie’s voice rose above Betty’s, causing her to turn to him with with wide eyes. Having known him since they were kids, she had very rarely heard this sort of tone from her friend.

“We weren’t keeping it a secret, Archie, we just decided not to tell anyone yet,” Betty explained, coming around the counter to face Archie.

“I thought I was your best friend,” Archie reasoned, his voice dropping to a much softer tone. “There was a time when we could tell each other anything. What happened?”

“We grew up, Arch,” Betty shrugged, leaning her arm against the counter’s surface to meet Archie’s gaze with a leveled expression. “And I’m sorry, but this didn’t really have anything to do with you, okay? You’re right, you’re my best friend, but my relationship, whomever it might be with, is none of your business until I’m ready to share it with you.”

“I just want you to be happy, Betty,” Archie breathed, his brows knitting together in concern.

“Okay, well, I am happy,” Betty assured him. “Jughead makes me happier than I’ve been in a long time. He’s the one who’s been there for me through everything happening with Polly and the baby and my parents. He was here with me, while you’ve been working on your music and football and dealing with the whole Grundy situation.”

“I know,” Archie mumbled, his eyes dropping to the tiled floor. “I know I haven’t been around much, but-”

“But nothing,” Betty finished for him. “We’re growing up, Archie, and we’ve moved on to doing our own thing. So if you really believe what you just told me, and you want me to be happy, then I want you to let this go and accept that Jughead and I are together.”

“Okay,” Archie said after a moment, his voice barely making it above a whisper. “You’re right. I didn’t have any right to get upset about you not telling me about this. I just… I really miss the way things used to be, you know? Now everything’s changing and I don’t really know how to deal with it.”

“I’m still here for you, Arch,” Betty assured him, reaching up to pull him into a hug. “Always.”

Once they pulled back from the hug, Betty and Archie turned to see the rest of their friends emerging from the living room to make their way into the kitchen.

“Okay, now that all of that is settled,” Kevin breathed a sigh of relief, weaving his way through the group to stand in front of Betty. “Can you please tell poor Jughead that it’s safe to come out of hiding and join us? I’m just picturing him crouched in your closet with his little beanie, wondering when his next meal is gonna be.”

“Jughead, get down here!” Betty called up to her room, smiling at all the faces looking at her with curious expressions. “We’re going to Pop’s!”

A moment later, they heard hurried footsteps coming down the stairs before a disgruntled Jughead stood before them in the doorway leading into the kitchen.

Jughead turned to his friends, shoving his hands into his jacket pockets as he leaned against the doorframe. “Just so I’m caught up, everyone here knows that we’re-”

“Yes!” The group shouted in unison, rolling their eyes as if hearing that Betty and Jughead were now an item was old news.

“Alright, well who’s buying?” Jughead asked. “Because I was stuck in Betty’s closet for a good twenty minutes and I’m completely famished.”

“Told ya,” Kevin mumbled as he passed Betty, leading the way out of the kitchen. Betty let the rest of her friends pass, pulling on Jughead’s sleeve to hold him back before they joined the rest of their friends.

“So is everything…” Jughead trailed off, turning to place either hand on Betty’s shoulders.

“Everything’s great,” she finished for him. “We’re together, our friends are happy for us, and now we get to go eat celebratory burgers. What more could you ask for?”

“This.” Without another word, Jughead took Betty’s face in his hands and met her lips with a soft kiss.

“I could get used to that,” Betty whispered into his ear, reaching up to let her hands slide gently across his cheek.

As Betty laced her arms around his neck and pulled him into a tight embrace, Jughead lifted his head to see the boy who he once called his best friend staring at the couple as if they were complete strangers. And although it was faint, almost undetectable from a faraway glance, Jughead could see that Archie was looking at them with a look of something he had never seen from him before. Archie Andrews was jealous, and the fact that Jughead was with Betty Cooper and Archie wasn’t, was the reason for it. 

“I’m Done.” Preferences

Total Word Count: 3,138

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The Payback (Sehun x OC x Chanyeol)

Description: Chanyeol is away on a trip and Sehun thinks that this would be the perfect opportunity for some revenge featuring their girlfriend, SooRi.

Genre: Girl, smut, what do I look like? Also AU/Fluff/set up for a threesome?

Sehun walked into his bedroom, a smile on his face as his gaze landed upon his girlfriend. He snuck up behind her, running a hand up her bare leg before kissing the back of her neck.

SooRi dropped her iPad and turned to meet Sehun’s inviting lips.

“What are you doing, baby?”

“I was trying to FaceTime Chanyeol, but he didn’t answer.”

He could hear the pout in her voice and shook his head. Their relationship was interesting. SooRi was Sehun’s girlfriend…but she was also Chanyeol’s girlfriend. And they were fine with this. They were best friends and both loved SooRi with a passion.The relationship was awkward at first with plenty of fighting and tears, but after a year and a half things were going pretty great for them.

“You miss him, huh angel?”

SooRi rolled over on her back and pulled her boyfriend closer. “I do. Just like how I miss you when you leave on trips.”

Sehun kissed her again and smiled. “It’s okay, I’m here now.”

She nodded happily and latched her lips onto his neck. He groaned and weaved his fingers into her hair.

No matter how long they had been together, Sehun still wasn’t over SooRi. She was outgoing and talkative and extremely sarcastic, but also sweet and incredibly caring. He loved her, and he was lucky to have her.

He kissed her lips back when an idea occurred to him; this would be a great opportunity for a little revenge.

SooRi looked at him as he backed away and frowned deeply. “Oh Sehun, I know that look on your face and it means nothing good. What are you thinking?”

He smiled at the slightly irritated look his girlfriend was sending his way and leaned down to peck her nose.

“You know me so well. But it’s really nothing.”

He rolled off of her and walked towards the front of the apartment and into the kitchen. SooRi sat there dumbfounded at the abrupt change in mood.

“What the hell?” She whispered to herself. “He’s totally up to something.”

Hoisting herself up from the bed, she trailed quickly after Sehun and found him bent over, rummaging through the contents of the fridge. She rolled her eyes and moved to stand behind him. When he didn’t turn around fast enough she scoffed and sent a rather aggressive slap to his backside.

He turned around quickly, a half empty water bottle in his hand and couldn’t help but chuckle at the sour expression on his girlfriend’s face.

‘Really? That’s what he wanted so suddenly?’

“Yes, honey?”  

“What are you thinking?” she asked again more impatiently than before.

He took a sip from his bottle and cleared his throat. “Why do I have to be thinking something?”

She took a step closer to him, poking a perfectly manicured finger into his firm chest.

“Because you’re a mischievous little shit and I know you. Now tell me.”

Sehun eyed her and pulled her closer to him by her hips. “Well,” he started against her lips, “I was just thinking of the time I caught you and Chanyeol fucking in my study room and how you two didn’t stop even after I walked in.”

SooRi went rigid in his arms and looked up at him through lidded eyes.

‘Be cute. Be innocent. He might spare me.’

“Sehun, you know that wasn’t my idea. I said sorry-”

“You two broke my speakers.”

“Didn’t Chanyeol replace them though?”

“It’s the principle of the matter, angel. You two didn’t even let me join in.”

SooRi wrapped her arms around him, pressing her chin into his chest as she looked up at him.

“You’re still upset, huh?”

“Oh, no. I’m not upset anymore. But I have thought of a way to get you both back. Mainly Chanyeol, but I guess you too.”

“Sehunnie…” She murmured his nickname warningly.

When Sehun got even, he really got even. He was exactly what SooRi called him; a mischievous little shit. She couldn’t even count how many prank wars her boyfriends have been in and unfortunately for Chanyeol, Sehun almost always won. She didn’t mind too much though. They were best friends and still relatively young. Besides, it’s cute when they go to her to mend their bruised egos after an especially painful prank burn.

“Don’t worry, baby.”

He set his water down and slid his hands down her back to her ass, picking her up like she was a feather. He sealed his lips over hers and started to carry her to the living room.

She loved Sehun’s kisses; his lips were soft and plump and he knew what he was doing.

He gently sat her on the couch, dropping to his knees to remove her leggings and fuzzy house slippers. He kissed up her legs and moved his hands under her sweatshirt, kissing a trail up her body as each bit of skin was revealed. He threw the useless article of clothing to the ground and latched his lips onto her neck, biting gently when she mewled and weaved her fingers into his dark hair. He got her bra off before she even had time to take a breath and stood up to his full height. He took his shirt off, revealing his sculpted body to her.

Sehun reached into his back pocket and pulled out his new iPhone 6 Plus or iPad mini as SooRi and Chanyeol joked.

“Babe?”

Sehun smiled sweetly at the wary tone and opened the camera app on his phone.

“You know, SooRi, the reviews for the iPhone say the camera is amazing, almost as good as a DSLR. I haven’t had a chance to play with it yet..until now.”

SooRi stiffened as Sehun knelt between her legs, phone grasped tightly in his hand and pointed directly at her.

“What the hell are you doing?”

“Pay back.”

SooRi moved to cover herself up and close her legs, sliding up the couch to escape from the intimidating device lewdly following her every move; however, the action was futile as Sehun simply moved both of her hands with his free one, grabbed her ankle gently to pull her back down to her original position on the couch, and smirked at her. The only light in the living room came from the tall floor lamp on the other side of the room. The tinted fluorescent light caste an angelic glow around her and the phone camera showed everything crystal clear.

Her face reddened as he looked her up and down, the phone mimicking his movements. She didn’t know why she was embarrassed; Chanyeol had seen her naked almost everyday for two years and Sehun everyday for the past year and a half. But she supposed it was how his now lust filled eyes gazed at her from behind the phone. Also the fact that this would no doubt be sent to Chanyeol.

“You look beautiful, baby. Don’t worry.”

Sehun turned the camera to face him and smiled brightly at the camera.

“Doesn’t she look great, hyung? You miss her right? Well, you can thank me later, asshole.”

He turned the camera back to her pink tinted face and handed her the phone. He didn’t even have to say anything as she bit her lip and trained the camera on his handsome face.

He kissed a trail down her chest, stopping to nip at the swell of her breasts and continued until he was situated snug between her legs. He smiled up at the camera and licked the inside of her thigh.

“SooRi,” he cooed deviously, “hold the camera steady and don’t drop it, okay.”

She nodded weakly and looked at the large screen of the phone to see what Sehun was doing.

Her body immediately shook with a hard, eye shutting, toe curling moan as he buried his face into her soaked center.

She tried to focus on holding the phone, but the tight suction on her clit made it hard to concentrate on anything that wasn’t Oh Sehun. She watched as his eyes met hers through the crystal clear image on the phone. His eyes squinted to a glare as he saw her hands begin to shake. He sent a stinging smack to her outer thigh as a warning and dragged his tongue down from her clit to her entrance. She clenched around his tongue, dropping the phone to the side as she buried her hands into his thick hair. The growl that came from Sehun’s lips made her whimper and clutch his hair harder. He ripped her hands away from him and came up to face her with a scowl on his face.

He gripped her hair tightly in one hand and brought her face close to his own.

“What the fuck did I say? I thought you’d be more obedient, angel.”

“Sehun…Sehun I didn’t mean to-”

“But you did, baby. You did.”

He picked up the phone from the side and put it back into her hands.

“Don’t drop this fucking phone again, baby girl.”

If it’s one thing Sehun took seriously, it’s sex. Where he was normally playful and slightly childish he made up for in the bedroom. He was rough and commanding, yet still made her beg him for more.

He released her hair as she nodded and resumed his position between her legs, hooking her legs over his shoulders.

She tried so hard to keep the camera up, she really did. But when Sehun thumbed her clit quickly and thrust his tongue in and out of her, she came hard on his tongue, shuddering at the sounds echoing in the quiet living room.

He slid up her body to hover over her lips and the harsh bite to her lower lip made her realize her hands were empty. She’d dropped the phone again.

“Did you think I was playing?”

He grabbed the phone and forced her to the other side of the couch on her knees, ass in the air.

“Since you can’t follow instructions, I’ll hold the phone.”

He pulled his pants off, underwear following after. He moved behind her, giving her ass a hard slap. She turned her head to look back at him and moaned as he used his free hand to guide his incredibly hard cock to her entrance.

“Scream loud for hyung, baby. Don’t hold back anything. And don’t fucking come until I tell you to.”

She really did scream when he rammed into her, jerking her body forward with the sheer force of his thrust.

“Fuck, Chanyeol, she’s so goddamn tight.”

He reached forward to grab her hands and pulled them behind her, holding them like reins on a horse. He zoomed in on her ass, rippling with every hard thrust he gave. She whimpered as her shoulder muscles flexed behind her. She could only close her eyes tightly and focus on the man behind her.

“Does it feel good, baby girl? Tell Chanyeol how good it feels.”

She moaned as he released her hands and moved her hips to meet his thrusts. A harsh smack to her ass followed her silence and she cried out desperately.

“Tell him,” he cooed from behind her.

“Chanyeol…it feels so good…ah fuck.”

Sehun felt her squeeze around him as she came again. She slumped forward on the couch as he flipped her on her back and thrust into her so fast that SooRi thought they would fall off of the couch.

He trained the phone camera lower to watch as his cock rushed in and out of her.

“Don’t you wish you were here, Chanyeol? She’s so wet, I keep slipping out of her.”

He wrapped his free hand around her neck, gripping just tight enough to make her mouth open and her eyes close. He ran his thumb across her bottom lip and smirked as his hips started to falter. He pulled out in time to move his body up a bit and cum all over her heaving chest, making sure to record every second of it.

He smeared his fingers around the mess on her soft skin and moved his slick fingers to her mouth. He groaned when she eagerly opened her mouth and sucked his fingers clean.

He stopped recording and placed his phone on the coffee table. He kissed her lips and smiled at her lovingly.

“I think Chanyeol and I are just about even.”

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Chanyeol glared at his phone as he got a new message notification. It was 3:56 in the morning, but as soon as he saw the name he opened the message.

Sehunnie 😑:

“Hey, fuckface. Hope your trip is going well! I sent you a video, so get off your ass and go check it~“

Chanyeol rolled his eyes and pulled his laptop to him. He opened it and quickly signed into his email. He saw one from Sehun with the subject title: "Payback.”

“What the fuck is this?”

As soon as the video started, a smirk split his lips.

“That little fucking shit.”
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Sehun woke up to his phone buzzing on the night stand. He grinned as soon as he saw the message.

Chanyeol Hyung 😬:

“You think this is a game? It’s so fucking on!“